#thats like only one of the songs that they added that was kept in the jr version

[littlemissthunderstorms]

gorgeous

alex turner x fem reader

i don’t really know how to summarize it, so just read and find out!! it’ll be a fun little surprise! (also i quoted a line from better than the movies in here, i just finished that book and i LOVED it so dearly)

i couldn’t choose just one song 😣

late afternoon was dull. rain poured outside and the sky was grey, adding to the melancholy of the day. as you sit on the couch next to your best friend alex, you couldn’t help but stare at the rain pattering against the window, trying to distract yourself from your thoughts. you had just recently broken up with your boyfriend, you realized he wasn’t the one and it made you sad. it was easy to let your thoughts spiral, you wondered if you’d ever find your person, if anyone would ever love you that much. could you be loved? you didn’t want to be lonely forever and then become an old lady living alone with her fifty cats in an old apartment. would you die alone? oh my god and then who would even take care of the cats? would anyone even know you died? what if- “ahem.” you jumped slightly, raising your eyebrows at alex who was looking at you with a funny expression, accompanied by a head tilt.

“soo movie or no?” alex chuckled. “you ruined my train of thought.” you smiled as you kicked him playfully. alex had always been your best friend, you had always been there for eachother and this was no different. he’d been hanging out at your house practically the second your boyfriend had moved out and you didn’t mind at all. alex laughed softly, brown eyes not leaving yours. as you gazed at the boy, your smile faded into a frown, your earlier thoughts returning to haunt you. alex noticed this, furrowing his brows. “you alright?” you hadn’t really allowed yourself to overthink too much since your boyfriend left, and now that you had really thought about being alone, it destroyed you. anxiety plagued you, filling you only with distress and thoughts of loneliness.

“i dunno.” you shifted your gaze to your lap, fiddling with your rings. “you wanna talk about it?” alex shuffled closer to you on the couch. you shrugged, eyes still fixated on your lap, averting his gaze. “is it about him?” you noticed how close alex was, causing your heart to race a little faster. “um- no.” you paused. “well, yes, related. i mean, it’s not exactly about him, like the fact that i miss him or anything. which i dont. not really. that seems kinda mean, but it’s true.”

you looked up at alex nervously to find him looking back at you, silently urging you to continue talking. “its just- i’m nervous i’ll never find anyone. sounds fucking stupid now that i’m saying it aloud but um..” you gulped nervously. alex eyes were soft and caring and the effect he had on you right now was concerning. nevertheless, you continued.“i’m scared to be alone forever, i just want to love someone and be loved. and i’m so scared thats not going to happen and i’m scared nobody will ever find me pretty enough to love me. i dont know.” you weren’t even thinking now, the storm of anxiety that occupied your mind now letting loose. “i’m just nervous i guess. i dunno, its silly.” you sighed “maybe i’m just overthinking.”

you kept your gaze on your lap as you finished your rant, too flustered to look at alex. he was close. really close. why was your stomach all swirly? the thunder outside filled the silence for a few moments. alex grabbed your hand, causing you to meet his eyes. “hey. don’t think like that. you’re gorgeous.” the way alex was talking to you, the way he was looking at you, soft brown eyes shimmering in the candlelight, all smiley and sweet. it was getting hard to breathe. you were so distracted by him that you forgot to respond. “thank you.” you muttered pathetically, making him chuckle softly, hand not leaving yours. the house was quiet besides the muffled sound of thunder and rain from the nasty storm outside that was getting more intense by the minute. candles and lamps emitted a soft glow throughout the room, casting faint shadows on the walls.

the way he was looking at you made your heart flutter. your eyes darted down to his lips for a split second before quickly looking back up at his eyes. shit. don’t look at his lips don’t look at his lips. the tension was so thick you were sure lightning was bound to strike between you two any second. the house was too quiet. was he getting closer? you nervously broke eye contact for a split second, your stomach fluttering as you looked back at him. he didn’t move, eyes still locked on yours. your face heated. “um- so what movie did you wanna wat-“you didn’t even finish your sentence before his lips were all over yours, nose pressed into your cheek and hand cupping your face. he kissed you like it was his job and he wanted a raise. you eagerly kissed him back, squeezing his hand tightly as you brought your other hand up to rest on his shoulder. he leaned over you, gently pressing you against the arm of the couch as he kissed the shit out of you. you brought your free hand to grab ahold of his hair, deepening the kiss which elicited a sigh out of him.

the intensity of the kiss increased as a strike of lightning illuminated the sky for a few moments, a loud boom of thunder following, rumbling the ground. you pushed your hand up his shirt, his skin warm. his tongue slid across yours. his hands were in your hair. your leg was wrapped around his waist as the kiss deepened, teeth colliding and soft sighs filling the air. another rumble of thunder shook the ground and just like that, the lights were out. you broke the kiss, the two of you gasping for air. the room was dark, almost pitch black.

and if it weren’t for the soft light of the streetlamps, the glow of the candle in the other room, or the incandescent moonlight, you might’ve not been able to see alex smiling down at you.

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

hope this made you giggle and kick your feet, goodnight!

ps. this is like my third time writing anything ever so if it’s bad don’t come for me

#Spotify #alex turner #alex turner x reader #arctic monkeys #humbug #suck it and see #alex turner one shot #alex turner fluff

[merbear25]

Thank you for your last response! I'd love to see America, Italy, Denmark, and Spain(if you write for him) finding their soulmate(red string, numbers counting down, first words spoken to each other, whatever works best!). She's shocked that someone like them ends up with her(plus size or just insecure if you don't mind? If not thats ok!) Please and thank you again!

Hello again! I have a 3 character limit, so I'm sorry but I decided to give Spain the chopping block 😭 Hope you like it regardless!

CW: SFW, fem!reader, reader has slight insecurites, fluff

Tethered love

America: Destiny was something he'd always believed should be molded, not something that was set in stone. The freedom to choose your own path was an idea he held very dear. This extended to the idea of soulmates: he was in full control of whoever he chose to date, not leaving something as important as this up to the stars. Despite the front he put up, he held out a bit of hope that such things regarding love existed: red string being his favorite. However, with years turning into decades and decades into centuries, the probability that he was tied to someone felt more and more unlikely.

Cruising down the same interstate he always took to the world meetings, he'd been caught up in belting his heart out to a song on the radio, causing him to miss his exit. Cursing under his breath, he was left no choice but to take the next one, but there was something off in the distance, further down the road, that caught his eye: a car pulled off on the shoulder and what looked like someone darting to the trunk.

Pulling up behind the supposedly broken-down vehicle, he went to ask if the driver needed any assistance. Your soft cries were muffling your pleads for any help he could offer. The soft features you had were now flushed from the paniced tears. However, they only added to your charm: the damsel waiting for her knight to come to her aid.

You showed him that one of your tires had popped and you'd forgotten to replace your previous spare. Embarrassement prickled at your nerves when admitting your lack of oversight, but he didn't seem to be bothered by the inconvenience you were troubling him with.

Gratitude could not leave your lips fast enough as you watched him graciously attach his spare to your car. Reassuring you that it wasn't a big deal and that he was happy to help, you still felt like you ought to properly thank him. Your stance shifted as you contimplated how to propose getting coffee with him—fearing the rejection that could follow.

Seeing you sway from side to side in his peripheral, he automatically thought you were about to pass out—why else would you be teetering back and forth? So as not to startle you, his concern was coated in a soothing tone. The redness in your cheeks deepened, only making you appear sweeter to him.

Choking your doubts back, you stumbled over your words asking him out. There was a light that shined behind his eyes—a beckon of hope for what he'd thought wasn't possible. Agreeing to the date was the only way to keep this feeling alive, and perhaps, he was willing to let destiny decide his fate just this once.

Italy: He'd built up the reputation of a fleeting lover. It wasn't intentional; he simply had a lot of love and affection to give and limiting it to one person wasn't something that necessarily came easily. That being said, he was a hopeless romantic at heart, which meant soulmates was something he held in high regards. However, he didn't consider this to be in the cards for him, at least not in the same regards as it was for typical humans: their lives were, of course, much shorter than his. Despite the sliver of doubt he had for his own destined love, he kept his heart open to the idea.

That summer had been a rather hot one, but a cold front had alleviated the sweltering heat a bit. Trying to make the most of the nice weather, he went to one of the many river banks. The shade under a tree was calling his name; he made himself comfortable underneath it, looking out at the water, enjoying the slight breeze before drifting off into a cat nap.

Sounds of a distant cry woke him and looking around in a haze, his drowsy eyes fell on you. Your sun hat had been blown off of you from the sudden gust of wind and you were chasing after it. The breeze carried it in his direction, and without thinking much of it, he reached out to grab it for you.

Offering it to you, he was able to get a better look at you: you were huffing a bit from having to chase it around, but the gratitude for his kindness actually made the out of breath 'thank yous' all the more endearing.

When he got up to properly introduce himself, you tucked your hair behind your ear and bashfully looked to the side; he was, in fact, fairly handsome and being in your current unkempt state made you shy away from the warm smile beaming at you. Wanting to meet your gaze, he leaned to catch your eyes.

You had a unique charm to you—there was no denying it, but why weren't you letting him admire it? The redness in your face was becoming more noticable, leading him to ask if you were feeling well. Spitting out that you felt fine, you finally turned to grant him the eye contact he'd been after.

A tightening in both of your chests was pulling on you; your heart beats quickened their paces the longer you maintained the shared gaze. You let out a soft chuckle at the constant attention. He found your laugh infectious and a grin appeared on his face, giving him the incentive to ask if you were doing anything later.

Denmark: He was fairly strong in his personal beliefs and self-assured in where life was taking him. However, there were aspects of life that held wonder and mystery, one of which being able to find a soulmate. There was a decent amount of uncertainty burdening him, since he'd like to think something as pure as a red string was real but was reluctant to fully invest himself in the theory—not wanting to hold his breath that such a thing existed. There were still moments that made him wonder though: seeing others share joy and the spark of love they held for each other.

Having to stop at the bakery was only one of the errands he needed to run that day. The smell of freshly baked bread always put a smile on his face, since he couldn't wait to eat that first slice. Exiting the shop, he'd gotten a bit distracted by his whetting appetite.

Not noticing the dog sprinting towards him, he hummed at the thought of the jam he was looking forward to spreading on the fresh bread. Your dog hurried up to him, circling around his legs and causing the leash to tangle around him.

Luckily, he was quick enough not to fall flat on his face, but the bread tilted in his arm, causing it to slide out to the packet. Annoyed at the inconvenience, he was sensible enough not to blame it on the dog. Looking around for the overly excited dog's owner, he saw you hurrying towards him.

Any aggrevation he could've had towards the careless owner faded when he saw your sorrowful expression calling out to him. When you finally reached them, your dog was jumping up on him trying its hardest to receive a pat on the head, which he absentmindedly placed on its eager head.

After catching up to your dog, you apologized profusely for your carelessness. Despite being in the midst of pouring your heart out about how you'd buy him more bread and how sorry you were, his tender eyes made you lose your train of thought.

The way you stumbled over your heart-felt apology was endearing to him: you were darling. With your dog licking his hand, you reached down to untangle the leash that was still wrapped around him. Taking you up on your offer to reimburse him, he mentioned that he'd instead like to be repaid with something more formal: a date.

#x reader #aph hetalia #hetalia x reader #hetalia x you #hetalia america #hetalia world stars #hetalia world series #hetalia axis powers #hetalia denmark #aph america x reader #america x reader #aph denmark #aph america #aph italy #hetalia italy #hetalia fluff #hetalia #hetalia world twinkle #aph #aph headcanons #hetalia imagines

[theidiotwhowritesthings]

Hello! Congratulations on 2130 followers! I think your writing is amazing to be honest and I found you through the sugar daddy Joel story which I love. I wanted to make a request for your celebration weekend if that's okay? I was hoping you could do something with Joel and the song Fever by Dua Lipa and Angèle? (If you don't like that one there's a different song by Dua Lipa called Love Again thats also great) I hope that's okay! Have a lovely day! ♥️♥️♥️♥️✨✨✨✨🥳🥳🥳🥳

[a/n: Thank you so much, hon! I loved both songs but something about 'Love Again' was just screaming Joel Miller to me tonight.]

Joel Miller x F!Reader

Warning: none, just fluff and love

Word Count: 375

"I used to think that I was made out of stone. / I used to spend so many nights on my own. / I never knew I had it in me to dance anymore. / But goddamn, you got me in love again." ⏤ Love Again by Dua Lipa

Joel felt alive. When Ellie came into his life, he felt like he had been stirred from a deep sleep. He had gotten so lost in the mess of the world, the mess of his mind, that Joel didn’t even realize how frozen his heart had become. Ellie changed all of that. She brought a warmth and energy that reminded Joel of who he was at his core. Living in Jackson with her had seemed like a dream these last few months.

Meeting you only added to that.

Joel wasn’t sure what being in love felt like anymore. It had been ages since he could claim the emotion. Literal decades. Sarah’s mother was the last woman he had been in love with, and Joel had been a different man back then. Sarah being born had changed him, and then Sarah dying had changed him again. Joel assumed that he just wasn’t the kind of man that could experience love anymore. Not this kind of love.

But, as he sat beside you at the Tipsy Bison, listening to the sound of your laugh he wondered if he was in love with you. A slow smile spread across his features and he lifted his glass of whiskey to his lips to hide it. For so long, he tried to ignore you. Months and months, he avoided you and kept his distance and he realized now it was because deep down he knew. Joel knew what you would be to him.

If he was stone, you were water. Gradually, you had carved a groove into his very soul. Creating a canyon that flooded with nothing but admiration and adoration. Joel knew he was in trouble, but love being what it was he found he didn’t care much anymore. 

“Is there a reason you’re staring at me like that, Miller?” You asked with a teasing smile.

Joel shook his head. “Just enjoyin’ the view, darlin’.”

He took pride in how your smile widened into a glowing grin⏤ knowing he had been the cause of it. You bumped your shoulder into his. “Keep that up and I’m gonna drag you up to dance with me.”

Joel Miller was not a dancer, but for you he wouldn’t quite mind it.

#tlou #tlou fanfiction #the last of us #joel miller #joel miller x you #joel miller x reader #2130 celebration!

[omegalomania]

hey gang what time is it its time for another joe trohman podcast. this actually came out like a month ago but i missed it until isa linked it to me and because i like doing these heres a highlights reel

the host says he appreciates that joe opened the book with the question of whether or not satan fucked his wife to which joe replies "well you know, when you have kids, sometimes you wonder that. you truly wonder what are these demons. i love my children btw they're phenomenal."

sometimes it does get tiring playing the same songs over and over. joe says that "thnks fr th mmrs" has a really good energy and tempo that keeps it exciting to play live

he talks about playing a really short iheartradio christmas show pre-pandemic and nobody in the crowd knew "sugar we're goin down" since they were only familiar with the more recent hits like "centuries" and "uma thurman" and joe said that it made him fall in love with sugar all over again in a weird way ldjfldkfd

he laments recently getting the chance to see wu-tang, nas, and busta rhymes at the hollywood bowl but he didn't go

his love language is giving gifts! he got his brother a custom drum set (which his mom attempted to throw out)

he reiterates that when writing the book he didn't want to be mean to any of his bandmates cause he likes them and thats not what the book is about! the host makes a joke: "like how you guys had that threesome with simple plan...i understand, you don't wanna get into that!" joe is offended that he clearly doesn't know how many guys are in simple plan. "there's more than three guys in there! the orgy was far larger than you give it credit!"

he doesnt remember any other names that the band could have been called but he does think fall out boy is a pretty terrible name for a band. "i can't believe i'm in a band called fall out boy."

discussions of the band origin and how joe funded it with his bar mitzvah money ("fall out boy, funded by judaism!") but when asked about financial gains from the band he says they all split everything evenly and it's one of the things that's helped them last this long

talking about scott ian and the damned things and he talks about how managing a supergroup is like herding cats because everyone is so busy with their respective groups. he says he'd LOVE to do a third damned things record though!

he talks about how weird it was to have this boy band aspect to them when they were at their peak pre-hiatus, because they were all hardcore kids and punk kids.

he recalls that around this time patrick asked their manager, with visible concern, "are we...the nsync to panic at the disco's backstreet boys?"

he's glad that they've outgrown that and kept pushing forward and looking forward, and by now they're no longer a boy band. "we're a man band!"

he thinks it's kind of neat to see the emo movement of the aughts become nostalgic and cool now ("it was not fucking cool when we were doing it [...] we stuck around for long enough to Not Be Lame"), but it's a big thing for fall out boy that they do not want to be a nostalgia act and they want to keep making new albums.

the host semi-jokingly says "so you and panic at the disco are not gonna go out on tour, is what you're saying." joe says "no" very flatly and i lose my shit.

he denies that fall out boy is working on any specific new music. he says they're just piecing things together organically and that no real album has coalesced. (note: this episode aired 11/12, ~2 weeks before the fob8 tribune ad)

he talks a bit about working with brian posehn on the axe and how much he loved doing it! he calls the whole story a metaphor for dealing with pain and trauma and the different ways there are to confront that stuff. he said the axe is coming out as a trade "soon" so people who don't have a subscription to heavy metal can read it

his first concert was tom petty and the heartbreakers when he was 10 or 11

he says the two things that matter most for a band's live show are the drummer and the singer. he then proceeds to be extremely sweet about patrick and andy.

"patrick, he's incredible, he's so gifted, and he's worked so hard with his voice lessons and figuring out how to sing from the diaphragm properly, and he really knows how to work through when he's sick and having real issues, so he's quite a trooper."

"and andy is just a great drummer. when he thinks he's had a bad day i'm like...yeah. sure. i don't think you know what that is."

he did not get laid in high school. first time was in a shared tour bus, listening to testament (a thrash metal band), when he was 19. (they never saw each other again)

since testament was the soundtrack the host asks if he ever gets a reaction whenever joe hears chuck billy (testament's lead vocalist). joe says without missing a beat, "when i see him i do, that's for sure."

he is an avid bowler. he has a wristguard and a spare ball and he used to take lessons. he calls it great stress relief!

#fall out boy #joe trohman #*making poasts #the pros of this podcast is that joe is zooming the whole time so u can see his pretty pretty face #the cons is that the hosts make some pretty off color remarks lol #joe is very gracious with them though he plays it off pretty well #i just rly rly love joe talking about this kind of stuff like i appreciate his approach #hes very empathetic and i envy that #hes also so glib and candid and approaches everything w humor and i Relate To That #lot of talk about mental health and addiction and trauma and stuff and a lot of it was rly insightful #but this is just the cliff notes so im mostly grabbing the zingers here #ty isa for alerting me of this!!

[hphm-jeniferltheman]

No Surprise

[Spoiler and Long Explanation Ahead]

a bit of spoiler cause i'm still in year 5 of the game and i have a lot i wanted to draw before this event

I listen to this song in repeat while making this maybe you should too? (also the reference of the title)

In Year 6, after the death of their best friend, Ben and Jeniferl decided that it is best to break up for the meantime.

Ben believed that despite being together, he had failed to protect her and the people she cares about. The death of Rowan shows that he is still incapable to protect the others, despite his attempts to change. He felt worthless and believed that only a strong, courageous person could be with Jeniferl that can keep her safe... unlike him. He will keep changing, even if it makes him the worst version of himself, until he has proved to himself that he is capable of becoming that person.

Jeniferl on the other hand, didn't want more people to die because of her. She once again blamed herself from all misfortune and believed that the more she is attached to someone, the closer death will come to them. After the death of her best friend, she fears Ben will be next therefore she wants to maintain her distance and, to the best of her ability, suppress her emotions in order to concentrate on breaking the family curse and the curse vault. If she kept bringing ill fortune, she believed she didn't deserve to be loved.

The breakup left a bitter taste in their relationship. They told one another that  they could do anything they wanted regardless of what the other think, but their relationship is over.

On the day of the Masquerade ball

It was surprising how Jeniferl was on the ball despite all the tragedy that happened to her; it was Barnaby’s idea for her to go. Jeniferl and Barnaby are like siblings to one another, for they share the same interest in magical creatures and dueling. Feeling bad about what happened to her, he invited Jeniferl to a dance at the ball in an attempt to cheer her up, which she appreciated and agreed with. But what’s more surprising is what they saw in the Ball, 

Ben and Ismelda were dancing together. 

Everyone was startled that the two were together, but Jeniferl repress her emotions and smiled at them as they danced elegantly in the night. As promised, Barnaby and Jeniferl performed their dance as friends, but someone is watching them closely. It was Ben. Even though he presents a cold and disinterested demeanor around her, he is nonetheless troubled. In actuality, he only attended the event because of her presence. He wasn't supposed to go because he didn't see the point in going and would rather train to get stronger instead. But Ismelda came and informed him how Barnaby would be going with Jeniferl. He requested Ismelda's company in order to verify whether it was real. Upon realizing it to be true, he was reminded of their breakup and understood that there was nothing he could do.

The night may be beautiful, but no surprise, two hearts are left in sorrow once again.

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First I wanna say sorry for my poor writing and grammar skills I just want to finish this so that i can focus on my uni,,

and second, YES, the two broke up after 3 years of flirting and a year of dating ,,how unlucky but thats just the life of Jeniferl. I already planned this ahead before the spoiler TLSQ happen but, I hate to admit it, this tlsq benefit the story and I'm sorryy I added more pain in my story(I'm gonna add more tho).

No hate to Ben and Ismelda shippers, I love Ismelda's character and i just thought her being with ben is an out of character but i become more curious . Also I chose Barnaby because he is the one i chose to be partnered with my mc in the game but in my story, Barnaby doesn't have romantic feelings towards Jeni

But the TLSQ haven't released yet so there might be changes added in the story but who knows, I hate it but I'm excited for this tlsq~ also i kinda didn't follow the color dress code sryy

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#hphm #jeniferl theman #hogwarts mystery #hogwarts mystery fanart #hphm oc #hphm fanart #ben copper #ismelda murk #barnaby lee #i cant believe I'm adding this but I will #ben x ismelda #hphm ben #hphm ismelda #hphm barnaby #masquerade ball #hphm tlsq #hphm spoilers

[quodekash]

i went to sleep yesterday instead of watching the eclipse episode BUT im here now and ready to suffer in a good way from the beauty that is akkayan

bRO

the parallels in this are crazy

the eclipse is filled with parallels and i love it so much

this is so funny, akk why do you keep saying that, hes gonna keep kissing you-

OHHHH HE KEEPS SAYING IT SO THAT AYE KEEPS KISSING HIM

I love them so much

i love the upside down kisses, it makes me think of the spiderman which makes me think of akk as spiderman which makes me think of how transmascs love spiderman which makes me have trans akk headcanons and ghjbdgfhjb i love it

GUYS YOU COULDVE SLEPT IN AN ACTUAL ROOM TOGETHER

YOU DIDNT NEED TO SLEEP THERE

THE OTHERS DIDNT

WHAT ARE YOU DOING

I LOVE YOU BUT YOURE SO SILLY

HES SO PRETTY HOW IS THIS MAN SO PRETTY

this scene is so funny

none of them even offer an excuse or explanation, they just run

what are namo and wat gonna do in the meantime while the others are doing their work 🤔🤔

HUZZAH I KNEW THIS WOULD HAPPEN

i think we all knew this would happen

WAT YOURE A GENIUS

HE'S MAKING THEM MAKE UP AS CHARACTERS WHICH WILL HOPEFULLY MAKE THEM MAKE UP IN REAL LIFE BC THEIR LINES ARE VALID POINTS

lets give it up for our lord and saviour, wat

pffffft

sorry i know this is an important moment but-

but aye is just so short

and its so funny to me

even tho i know im shorter than khaotung by 16cm

its still funny

"i really want you to see them hug. theyre like two people who truly love each other but believe in different things" GRHJBSGD

i love platonic watsani moments they make me happy

some of my favourite scenes in the actual show are platonic watsani moments

theyre both my favourite characters (only by a little bit tho bc theyre all my favourite characters)

im just terrified of them being coupled together and im so glad theyve kept them entirely platonic and havent changed it at all, cos like for os2 they completely deferred off the seanmaitee train tracks bc winnysatang became a thing, but im glad theyve kept watsani's dynamic exactly the same, it makes me happy

THE TRIO TOGETHER AGAINNNN i missed them

i know theyve been hanging out this whole time but its been ages since weve seen just these three hanging out, their little friend group who've known each other for years, and can read each other inside out

theyve known each other for six years specifically

which is a really freaking long time

thats since they were in... year 6? BRO IMAGINE HOW TINY THEY WERE

AWW

DO YOU SEE NOW

DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHY THEIR FRIENDSHIP IS SO BEAUTIFUL

BHBJHVJHVJGV

"i think people hate or are afraid of something because they don't really understand it" KAN SPITTING FACTS

also gotta love the metaphor

look at how pretty this visual is

guess who im adding to my parents-to-destroy list

IM GONNA CRYYYY THEY ALL LOVE EACH OTHER AND COMFORT EACH OTHER AND WAT'S CRYING AND THEIR ARMS ARE AROUND EACH OTHER AND THEIR FRIENDSHIP IS SO BEAUTIFUL ITS KILLING ME

OMG

I KNOW WHATS COMING

THE HATS

THE FLIPIN HATS

IM GONNA HAVE A MENTAL BREAKDOWN ABOUT A COUPLE OF HATS

THEYRE SO CUTE IM NOT OKAY

always, aye

aye, a summary: pretty

THE BIKES THE BIKES THE BIKES THE BIKES THE BIKES THE BIKES THE BIKES THE BIKES THE BIKES THE BIKES THE BIKES THE BIKES THE BIKES THE BIKES

NOW IM HAVING A MENTAL BREAKDOWN ABOUT BIKES

the gender on these two is immaculate

i want their gender please

NOOO THEYRE DOING A NUENGPALM THING

I KNOW THEYLL BE FINE BC THEYRE SOULMATES BUT NOOOO WHYYYY

"your mouth is messy." "your mouth is messy too" "wipe it for me" "with what?" "your mouth." HHHHHHHH

IM SMILING SO HARD I CAN BARELY SEE

LITTLE CHEEK KISS

i think akkayan's cheek kisses will be the end of me one day

there you go, communication, good job, finally

WHY DID YOU GUYS COME TOGETHER, HMMMM??

ZOOM ZOOM

oh you stronzo

he's finished the song, hasnt he

and hes gonna sing it to akk tonight for his birthday

OH NO

POOR NAMOOOO

all good tho, now he can date wat

sorry im being insensitive

i hope he feels better soon

am i crying because of how much i love these two human beings? maybe.

OMG FILM TIME

JGHSDKGEUISJDFGVOIERJDHGOIREJBDL

WAT IS SO FREAKING TALENTED

i find it so funny that theyre all peeing together

also having a wall separating the urinals is so smart why is that not a thing everywhere

ah shoot i ran out of images again, hang on

#quodekash watches our skyy 2 despite desperately needing to sleep #quodekash watches the eclipse #quodekash rewatches the eclipse #the eclipse #the eclipse series #the eclipse the series #akkayan #ayanakk #firstkhao #firstkhaotung #khaotung thanawat #first kanaphan #thuakan #kanthua #neolouis #louisneo #louis thanawin #neo trai #our skyy x the eclipse #our skyy 2 #our skyy 2 the eclipse #watnamo ? #wat the eclipse #aj chayapol #pawin kulkaranyawich #ployphach phatchatorn

[redstrewn]

No wait here’s the link to the playlist: https://spotify.link/55TnO2GLGDb

I hope it works! Sorry im no good at this sorta thing — musa

Hi im sorry i never got around to actually finishibg commenting on the whole thing but since its been like 5838849392829 years i might as well post what ive had in the drafts. Sorry that its mostly just me keysmashing and going insane over a couple songs bc my braincell just does that AHSJDNFJFK

OUH I LOVE PRODIGAL SELF thank you for introducing me to this song its rly my vibe OOOUHHH. Sleeplessness so rreeeal. Darkness. MMMMM.

Hidden place is so smeggzee...MMMMM. OMG THE FINGERS GIVEN TO TOUCH W LINE MC moment real....kept in a hidden place be careful. SOOO REAL.

HAWLLLYY SHIT IM OBSESSED W THESE LINES AAARRRGGHH SHAKIJG MY CAGE RATTLING IT CHEWING ON THE BARS GOING FERAL

He's the beautifullest, fragilest Still strong, dark and divine And the littleness of his movements Hides himself He invents a charm that makes him invisible Hides in the hair Can I hide there too? Hide in the hair of him Seek solace Sanctuary

IM CRAZY!! IM CRAAAZY!!!! I GO INSANE OVER THESE FUCKING LYRICS [SHAKES YOU BY THE SHOULDERS] MUSA U R SO INSANE (/pos) FOR THIS IM GOING INSANE THESE LYRICS AAURGEHHRHHRGRGGRGRGEGRGGRHRHRHRHRHRHRHR IM GOING CRAAAZYZYYZZYZYZYZYYZYZYZ

An echo a stain....the vibes of this song OOUUUUUU sexy sinister....MMMMM.

Don't say no to me You can't say no to me I won't see you Denied I'm sorry you saw that I'm sorry he did it An echo A stain A stain I can't say no to you (I can't say no to you) Say nothing Free falling Complete

Those last two lines SCARY AS FUCKCKKCKCKKKC GOD I FUCKING LOVE IT MMMMM NOMNOMONOM DRINKS THIS POURS THIS DOWN MY THROAT THATS GOOD GOURMET MUSICS.

Now the seer......

What is human? Is there really nothing but seeing or seen? The voice is wordless tissue The fog from Heart of Glass Listen to the lips that feed you The voice is a second flesh that cannot be seen This body is not for vision The seer cannot go there But the tongue is a pawn for the restless An indecipherable alphabet Each word an eye, lidless And we speak in tongues from part to part Broke, broke part to part From invisible state to invisible state to invisible state To invisible state Where do I end? In the flames or in the ashes? Where do I end? My body is the end My body is the end My body is the end

Now i wont pretend my dumb ass understands what the lyrics are actually saying so im just taking what my bumbling ass sees.

Taking "this body is not for vision" with the voice being "wordless tissue," makes me think of Leander's use of his body. For all his mental games he's also very physical in the way that he just uses it as a tool. "He works hard and parties harder," doesn't like naps, and his eyebags scream he doesn't sleep well either. He's a manwhore. He uses his body a lot. He probably uses his body to seduce not just for the sake of sex itself but also the added bonus of getting to know someone better (information is currency hurr) and gain someone's favor or something. But there is no seeing him. He's masked. Who even really knows each other in this game lmao? The only one doing the seeing here is him. "Each word, a lidless eye."

Goes with "but the tongue is a pawn for the restless." Wow that guy sure is restless and likes to manipulate people with words and convincing and drinks doesn't he. "Fog from the heart of glass" makes me think of a fog obscuring the heart.

"Listen to the lips that feed you." "I can keep you safe, as long as you trust me." There we go again with Leander's paternalistic, watchful-eye vibe.

"An indecipherable alphabet." Idk i like thinking of this with Vere's "His nice guy act is bullshit" lol. He may be speaking but it's coming from the ass. Indecipherable because what he says is just bullshit, empty flattery to get his way.

"And we speak in tongues from part to part. Broke, broke part to part. From invisible state to invisible state to invisible state. To invisible state." IDK what this actually means but I'm taking this as how his identity is in pieces. He reconstructs himself, breaking off the pieces he doesn't like and hiding them while he speaks from the parts he wants you to see. Invisibility, hiding the true, whole image of him. Like a puzzle with missing pieces. You're not seeing all of him. His visage fractured. You get it. I just like rambling.

"Where do I end? In the flames or in the ashes? Where do I end? My body is the end. My body is the end. My body is the end." Ha hoo. Ahh. Endings. Flames and ashes of extermination (though can also be rebirth). My body is the end. I don't know. Thinking of his like of masquerades. The hiding is something he likes, maybe not just because it's something he feels he has to do but also because he's "happy" with it. The perfect (constructed) image of himself. Iunno. Perhaps he wants to die being unknown. In the flesh of the body he uses as a tool. Maybe he wants to die in his facade. [Head in hands.]

I know you translated and expanded seni düşünmek on another ask, so I'll write my thoughts on it on that ask.

No light, no light....

yeah thats good

Would you leave me If I told you what I've done? And would you leave me If I told you what I've become? 'Cause it's so easy To say it to a crowd But it's so hard, my love To say it to you out loud

You can't choose what stays and what fades away And I'd do anything to make you stay

hhrhghrhghrghrgrkgkgkgkgkgkgkhhghhghghghrhrhrhhrrghgkkrgkghrkghh. its fine. im cool.

You want a revelation You want to get right But it's a conversation I just can't have tonight You want a revelation Some kind of resolution Tell me what you want me to say

IMMMMMMMMMMMM FUCKING GGGGG GGGGGG FFFIIINNEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

the way this song can also be a kuras song omfg. AAAAAAUUUUUUUURGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!

hamlet got me reading abt the play and went on a whole ride about it. that was fun thank you.

#musa

[anonymousj3ster]

Digital

Hallucination

Based off the song "Digital Hallucination

I slowly open my eyes, wincing as they are assaulted by the bright colors of my room. I sigh and sit up, automatically grabbing a black marker and drawing a dark vertical line on the wall, adding to the collection of depressing tallies. One tally for each day I've been here. 420 marks so far. I stare at the marks for a long beat, before dragging myself out of my bed and to the main area of the circus. I've been stuck in here for over a year, if only I could get away.

If only anyone would actually help me.

I wasn't even sure why I still bothered to try and keep track of time. I mean, for all I knew the time here passed differently than the time in the real world. Thats how most video games worked after all, right? A day in an average video game was only... what? 20 minutes? Or maybe time here took longer than the real world...? It didn't really matter, did it? Time is a hoax, in this colored world of jest.

"Maybe it's still just a dream... a really long dream." I mumble deliriously.

"My my, you still think that your dreaming?" A voice booms in front of me, snapping me out of my spiraling thoughts. My eyes snap up and focus on the pair of teeth in front of me. He always seemed in a weirdly good mood, for someone who was constantly tormenting everyone here. If I just knew what he was scheming...

"Nothing, my dear! Just our next adventure!" Caine announces. I frown. I hadn't realized I had said that last bit out loud. Had I? I pale a bit. Or had he read my mind?

"You look like you've seen a ghost!" He says, hovering closer to me and examining me with those mismatched eyes. "I know what will make you feel better! An adventure!" He shouts suddenly in my face.

"No, no!" I say quickly. "I just uh...need food." I lie, stepping past him.

"Well, if you say so my dear... your lucky to have such a gracious host like me, offering you an adventure!" He calls after me. I stop, feeling my eye twitch. "Your adventures don't help. They just make me scared...scared to lose myself here." I hiss softly, tilting my head over my shoulder to stare him down. He gives me a puzzled look, the top of his mouth raising like an eyebrow.

"But there is nothing to fear!" He reassures. "I can't take this anymore!" I snarl, shaking my head and walking away again. I storm down the hall, taking random twists and turns completely lost in my thoughts. After...I'm not sure how long, I finally snap out of it and actually take note of my surroundings. It looked infuriatingly just like all the other hallways: Blank walls with red doors, all equally spaced out in the long corridor. I sigh, about to turn around and attempt to find my way back-

"Is that...an exit door?" I whisper softly in disbelief. I slowly step toward it, keeping my eyes trained on the red rectangle, which looked so similar to the rest of the doors, except for one little detail: The big, white block letters. Exit. I take another step forward. How had I not seen it before? I approach slowly, like it was a startled animal that might flee if I made any sudden movements. I raise my hand slowly, taking hold of cold metal handle, hear pounding in my ears. Was this is? Could I finally leave? I open the door and step through-

Back into my bedroom. I freeze, completely confused. Was it just...my imagination? The exit that was my fixation? I shudder, remembering the exit door maze I had been caught in on my first day here. Door after door I found that it was just a digital hallucination. I try to find a way out, but I'm stuck here day after day inside a digital hallucination. I take a deep breath, trying to center myself.

Logic. Facts. Thats what kept me grounded, kept me sane. I take another deep breath, fumbling in my brain for some sort of information that could distract me, something I knew for certain existed- like the alphabet.

"A, B, C, D..." I whisper softly to myself. Letter. Letters in a name. I name I don't know. I don't know my name. Not even if I'm dead or if I'm just going insane.

"X D D C..." I mumble, before quickly cutting myself off. I sigh and glance around my room for any other kind of distraction. My pinwheel eyes snag on words. I inhale sharply, stepping towards the wall. There was writing there, writing I didn't remember putting there. Vowels and consonants.

'Save me.'

'Save us.'

'Save us all.'

I feel my breathing become more and more rapid as I slowly back away, grasping blinding for the handle of the door behind me. A normal door, the one to the hallway. My hand connects with it and I push it open, stumbling out and running down the hall until I feel like I can't breath. I gasp for air and lean against a wall for a moment, before collecting myself. I take a few shaky breaths before taking a few uncertain steps on equally shaky legs. I hesitate, before heading for the main area of the circus tent, where everybody else who was stuck here hung out. It didn't seem like a smart idea for me to be alone right now. I trudge out into the main area, glaring at the sharp colors.

"You still think your dreaming?" A snide voice snarks. I turn in the direction of it with a dark glare. Jax was leaning against a large block, seemingly arguing with Ragatha while Kinger stared at him. Off to the side, Zooble and Gangle seemed to be arguing too, Zooble fixing the ribbon character with an exasperated look. Ragatha scowls at Jax. "Theres nothing wrong with Pomni not accepting this yet. I mean, whats wrong with a little hope?" She turns toward me with a small smile. "You'll be ok Pomni. Believe me." I nod and try to return a weak smile in return, taking another shaky breath.

"You look like a ghost just saw you!" Kinger squawks suddenly. I flinch at the sudden noise.

"The sayings, "You look like you've seen a ghost", Hoo-ha." Jax grumbles, his yellow eyes flicking towards mine. "Your lucky to have whats left of your sanity- unlike this one." He drawls, pushing Kinger onto the ground. Ragatha glare at him, kneeling to help the chesspiece up.

"I-its just...I miss how the circus used to be." I hear Gangle whimper. "I-it just s-seems so...tragic now." Zooble sighs, seemingly annoyed though it was a bit hard to tell, seeing how their face was just a triangle with eyes. "Yup, so tragic how the circus lost it's magic." They mumble with biting sarcasm. I clench my jaw. It was like this everyday. Fighting. Laughing. Adventures. Eat. Sleep. Repeat. I can't take it anymore-

The air in front of me shimmers for a moment, before slowly solidifying to a hauntingly familiar sight.

Is that an...exit door? I hiss quietly, opening it. I can hear everyone else gasp and say things, but they sound impossibly far away. I walk in, slamming the door after me. But this time, instead of running through the endless maze, I walk, glaring darkly at every bright red door. Just my imagination? The exit that was my fixation? Door after door I slam open and close. Door after door after door after door after door after doorafterdoorafterdoorafterdoord̶o̸o̶r̵a̵f̷t̸e̸r̸d̴o̷o̸r̸-

I reach for the next handle, not pausing my stride, and end up slamming right into the door. I blink, slowly pulling myself out of whatever trance I was in. I frown at the door handle, grabbing it again, only to have my hand go straight through it, as if it wasn't even there. Like it was just a-

Digital hallucination.

Is this all just an amalgamation? Of my own fixation? Doomed to run through door after door just to find out it was all just a digital halluc̵̢͉̤̀i̸͎͉̰̼̽͗͐̽͠n̴̤͓̭͔̟̣̞͗͆̒̔̽̀̚͠a̶̢͖͖̩̭̹͛̇̚ţ̶͚͕̼̫̌ì̵̮̜͕̞̭̦͖̦͓̽̋͊̈̔̕ͅȍ̶̢̡̩̋̔̅n̶̼̬̠̿-

I want to find a way out, but I guess i'm just stuck here day after day inside this digital hallucination. I pound on the door, panic beginning to settle into my mind, until it finally opened. I run through it, adreniline pumping through my body as I open door after door, needing to get out NOW, even if I ended up back in that circus, with it's nauseating colors and lies and adventures and torment and dolls and chesspieces and games and dice and gambles of life and fake death and death and insanity and fear and numb pain-

This place that was just my imagination just a dumb fixation that was just a digital hallucination trying to find a way out but I'm stuck here daỳ̸̡̗̪ ̵̤̦̯̲̣̄̚a̵̤͚̯͂f̷͉̩̓̀͛̔̅t̴͍̙̗͗̐è̵̪͍̣̄̉͝r̸̖̈́́ ̵̠͎͕̈́͒̋̐ḍ̸̟̏͠ä̶̮̠̟̰̪́̚̕y̷̻̮̆ ̶̨̏̔̉̌͋ȉ̴̧̖̺͕̪̊̈́͠n̸̜̱͙͓̄͠s̶͙̰̮̣̑i̸̛̖̼̬̻̓̌d̸̪̹͖̤͙̋e̸̟̺̓̊͠ ̴̪̜͓̣̓̃t̴̡͖̜͐͊̃͋h̵̢̠̾̉̉͝i̴̼̳̍͒̆͒̍s̴̡̧̤͕̈́͊̇ ̵̱͛͐͝d̶̠̼̫͗i̷̦̓̿̈́ǵ̴̻̿ī̴̢͕̠̈͑̇t̸̗̣̋͒̇͐͘͜a̵̗̪̜̘̅̌̊̃ḻ̵̜̯͒͆̍ ̸̙͚̒h̴͍̼̔a̶̢̠̾͛̕l̷͚̣̣̙͇̿̈́͛͝l̶̨̫̼͔͋͜ú̸̡̘͖̘̅͆͘̚ͅc̸̼͕̹̭̠̃̌̈́i̵̬̮͒́̑̔̍ͅn̷̫̠̤͔͔̓̿̆̎̆a̴͎̝̯͍̾ẗ̷͙̽i̷̢̹̗͓͋̔̂͠o̶̞͙̫̪̙̔̏̏n̷̩̗̭͛͊

"G̵̡͚̤͓̼̫̱͉͓̫͚̰̽͛̌͑͂̓̅̓̔̽́̇E̵̛̺̲̳͕̣͂̉̈́̈́̍̈́̚͜͝T̷͓̓̊ ̵̡͈̜͍̬̋̈͛͋̅̔̀M̸͕͖̰̱̫̲͈͑̎̇̇̅̈́͘Ę̵̲͖̪̗̫͇͌̃̑̐͒̓͑̆̀̀͘͘̚ ̸̼̍̈̓̍̔͝O̷̹̤̪̹̠͍̣̭͙̻̞̅͆͒̎̎̈́̓̅͑̅͘U̴͖̲̫̬̺̞͍̳̔̍̐̈̈̔̚͜Ṯ̷̼̞͔͖͈̗͈͈̤̺̠̓͐̽́͊͋̐̉̒́͘ ̵̻̠̳̟̒̇̈́̇̀̕̚͝Ȏ̵̡̦̝͇͎̟̮̦̻̥̞̉̒̌̊͗̆̽̚͜͝F̵͈̰̪̍̏͝ͅ ̴̮̗̭̲̏̐̒̉H̵̺̘̬͍̞͍̪̓E̸̢̖̹͓̹̥̼̐̽͑͠R̶̭͔̞̈́̍̒̆̆͜E̵͉̟̎͂͒̑̎͛̒͂͑͆̏!" I scream, leaning against the next taunting exit door, pounding at it with my fists. "Let me out...just let me out..." I beg nobody. "I'll stay in there, just let me out of here!" I sink to my knees sobbing, screaming and slamming my head against the rectangular monster until it gives me a headache and changes my strangled sobs to bubbling laughter that never stops.

#tadc #the amazing digital circus #fanfic #songfic #digital hallucinations #pomni #insane pomni #insanity

[evildykeserket]

hmmm alright a few things. the first being the fact that the song playing is called 'windchime foley'

thats really interesting. the only sounds in this song is the wind and windchimes which, if the title is to be taken literally, were added in post-production. aka we are hearing whats been added in, the wind is the only natural sound.

a major theme in this page is of course Absence. its Lack. more specifically showing us how Empty his world is. the buildings all look the same, theres not a single person in sight. its only egbert and the wind. its not like they ARE alone in the world but symbolically theyre just as isolated as the rest of their friends.

'the voids keeping the neighbors apart' <- isolation.

'the note Desolation plays' <- thats the title of this act. and desolation is an interesting word to choose

because thats it isnt it? thats Egbert. thats how their story starts and ends with that empty destruction [retconned game over timeline], only kept company by void [roxy].

there was never any choice in the matter. they WERE going to play the game, it planned from the start. its obvious in every corner that you look. the Lack in their life, the Feeling that theres More.

'the game presently eluding you is the only latest sleight of hand in the repertoire of an unseen riddler' <- how much free will did they ever have?

'one to engender a sense not of mirth, but of lack.' <- of course. thats the universes will at hand. they were MADE to play the game. that is their purpose. thats how its written

'His riddle is Absence itself.' <- and you begin to wonder who He is. what riddler is orchestrating this all. [of course its caliborn]

'it is a mystery dispersing altogether,' <- like the wind

'like the moons faint reflection' <- second time the moon and reflection had been brought up

'with even one pebble of inquiry dropped in its black well' <- hm. black = void = lack = oil?

isnt that just a facsinating quote. [by francois de rochefoucauld]. the first half weve already established, Lack equals Desire equals the Urge to play the game to gain something. [for egbert, their feeling of emptiness is quelled, rose is jaspers, jade is meeting her friends and getting rid of the lonlieness] but the second half.

'as wind extinguishes candles and fans a fire'. thats Interesting. in fact the heavy emphasis on wind throughout [of course its egberts aspect] and its Not freedom, its the complete opposite. its that crushing feeling of loneliness that leaves you with nothing.

but the question is, whats the candle and whats the fire. its the same thing but to a higher degree. and symbolically it could mean a lot of things, bring it back to the fire in the hearth and its Home. or it could be Destruction. or it could be a representation of Lack. it could be a lot of things

#talks #act 1 #idea tag #egbert #john egbert #june egbert #homestuck #tagging cause this is a bit more detailed than my other posts #long post #82

[anakinskywalkerog]

hi olii!!! i feel like i havent popped in to say hello in ages, how are you? what do you think of my new icon? :D

i have been lurking on My Very Soul and i now remember the song i felt really represented anakin and (y/n) - Call You Mine by Bebe Rexha and the Chainsmokers (i think? i just remember the name of the song)

btw, i felt like i should share, but i made an anakin playlist! i keep adding more when i feel like it. i think some midnights belongs on here, so, soon!

i hope you dont mind me ranting to you about everything lmaoo, i cant wait for you to reply back *sheepish grin*

on the sw side: stoked for the ahsoka series soon! i made a new sw friend, she's awesome! we vibe to the prequels, and anakin, and the mandalorian! her leavers shirt was the anakin vs obi wan battle!

on the me side: things have been good! everything has picked up and got better since the whole diary fiasco, despite what i thought! i even made up with the girl who i said some awful thngs about. she's a swiftie, so it's easy XD (also she is machete's gf's bestie). she told me she got eras tour tickets, im so happy for her! her lit exam was literally on speak now tv. legend. i'm glad we're not fighting anymore. i made new friends, kept some of the old ones. if i could go back... i dont think i would change a single thing :") our finals are over, we're officially out for the summer (prom was amazing) ive been really really happy, and i hope you are, too ❤

on the sad beautiful tragic love life of sythe side: well, maybe not so sad or tragic, because... *drum roll* i have a boyfriend now! he is neither machete boy, or cranberry hehe. he's perfect and i adore him :D let's call him eli, but he sends me good morning messages, and has adorable nicknames for me, and makes me feel amazing ✨

it seems like machete and i have just magically cleared stuff up between us? he certainly doesnt seem to harbour any resentment towards me, or anything. we talk rarely when cranberry's with us, sort of like a mediator ? (cranberry is the unfortunate and accidental middleman lol, literally) although we do most of the talking without cranberry, sort of ignoring cranberry being there. we even have a snapstreak going. i've made peace with [the idea of] his girlfriend (she turns up in his snaps but it doesnt bother me anymore!) ; i found her tiktok and spotify a while back (not that i was looking for it). she has a playlist for machete with a bunch of swiftie songs too haha. it's different from mine. i think mine got really crazy because its sort of a mix between him and some other people, too, plus some songs are just there because i like them lmao

cranberry also has a girlfriend too now, i'm friends with her, but we're not close. it was sort of rocky between us for a while, and some weird stuff and some not cool stuff happened, but we stayed friends :) if i'm being honest, she's not the first person i would ship with him, but if he's happy, i'm happy!

another friend i might have dated is still around haha. let's call him han solo, because thats who he reminds me of. he's also cranberry's best friend! (he and cranberry insisted i write a fanfic for them hehe it was hilarious and caused chaos but everything's good!) he probably knows about eli by now. my friend, let's call her luna, is the captain of the sythe x han ship, but eli exists, and she knows it. but, she'll always ship me and han, i guess. he's nice, too. we only became friends in the period after everything with mchete and cranberry, so i don't think you've ever heard of him? but we had a blast towards the end of the year. we might even go to school together next year? i don't particularly want to make major life decisions over a guy who isn't even my boyfriend, but if we do, i would be really happy :)

all in all, i suppose it is a lovely end to a chaotic but perfect year ❤ i hope everyone gets all the love they deserve and live up to their full potential! it's made me realize that life is full of ups and downs, highs and lows, heartbreaks and falling in love, but in the end, everything always works out! i don't believe in luck, just hard work 💪

lots of love,

sythe x

hi sythe omg sorry I missed this!!! good to hear from you ❤️ new icon is very cute

omg I’m so happy your life is going so well!! happy for u that you found a nice bf who and that you are getting along with those girls. hopefully some of your good luck will rub off on me 🤦‍♀️ glad to know there’s still a bit of intrigue with this han guy. but you should definitely not make life decisions for a guy…there will be plenty more guys 😂 trust me. but eli sounds super sweet

thank you for sharing your playlist and also, I am SO excited for the Ahsoka series!! also glad you made a star wars friend!

my life has been a bit of a mess this summer haha but such is LIFE sometimes we are chaotic girls and I am just weathering until the storm passes currently

check in again soon! ❤️

#answered asks

[serendipiadorm]

Just some old concept lore

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If wondering how im making so many ocs for this dorm with designs quickly..thats cause they already existed before hand. Back when i started the concept of this dorm i actually made 14 students for it. Every single one you see is from the concept. I worked on 8 of the sprites of the students before i had to stop working on the concept due to fandom being unfair and calling my dorm awful and offensive without helping me fix the issues so i scrapped it,reworked it again,got told again it still wasnt good,scrapped it again then after seeing the many lovely fandorms here tried to do it again with a idea that wasnt like what originally i wanted.

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Every single oc you see a sprite of here had a og version and some were quite different.

Damián was a tabby cat beastman who acted just like a orange cat with being ok with people then not,plus being a menace by knocking things off tables during lunch. He wasn't nice or struggled to be. For some reason his delinquency was seen as attractive not that he noticed cause he disliked everyone mosty. Only person he was ok with was Sin.

Sin was a twist of the La Llorona folktale and a young woman. She wore a no see face veil that had a short bridal veil attached to it and tended to just appear out of nowhere near people more so if they were talking about younger siblings. She was very eerie but some liked that and assumed she really liked children cause she always had a children book/parenting book in her hands with other textbooks. She often flirted with all the boys often asking randomly for ones interested if they could have children right after finishing nrc. Often got turned down after that but she kept trying.

Sable was a girl who was a singer and often sang love songs. Her signature career look was a red dress with white roses in hair. She had a crush on the tabby Damián so was always trying to gain his attention thus was getting used to his bad behavior and liking it.

Ignacio was the original housewarden and was just a black bull beastmen who had super high ego and demanded others challenge him. He'd make these challenges a spectacle with students secretly betting madol always on him. He constantly wanted to duel Damián as he was the hot catboi all liked but he never would show up to duel him cause he didn't care. So they constantly were at each other necks in the school halls if they met.

Damián had a twin brother who ive losted info on but his name was the e spelling of Damien. I believe he was the opposite of Damián so wasnt as popular and loathed his brother. I just have writing of Damián fighting his twin.

Theres more as all 14 ocs interacted with 1 or more with the others but think ive typed enough and most of the og concept has been erased i mostly just have the ocs still. I understand i added things that may of been seen wrongly but i wasnt told what they were til i was way into developing ocs. I wished someone would of just advised me to fix but is ok i love the current concept. Ty if you read all this.

#serendipia #og dorm lore #dorm concept #old ocs descriptions

[godza]

my fave ES songs but i dont know all the titles. these are all on my playlist but i just like an excuse to talk abt music. havent checked the jp server in like two weeks bc i tried to play usa and it shit itself

2wink ATTENTION PLEASE!!!!! ATTENTION PLEASE!!! such a fun song to play too!! cant help but bop a bit when i listen (note to self to read setsubun) saito souma duets with himself

dance in the apocalypse. who doesnt like this song. evil beatmap tho. nightcore version slaps too. i have to move my hips a bit when listening

valentine eves nightmare 😏the classic. everybody loves it. i was mopping once while listening and i had to use it like the mics. i always do the kiss part too although i usually miss the timing

=eye=. just a good song with a fun beatmap!! little hard but the mvs cool. it makes me feel dangerous and secretive like it should

faith conquest. when hiyori hits the high note!! get it riddle rosehearts! just a groovy song and fun beatmap

distorted heart!! horrid beatmap. wtf. but at least it slaps! i like to play this song to laugh at myself and how hard it is. lucky ifi get a c

fallin love its wonderland. its so good. such a pretty mv too. shake those tails boys! makes you want to hop around and a fun song despite not gerting a fc yet. its been 84 years

mystic fragrance!!!!!!!! god i love this song. s-s-soak through! just know i love this song. not the best beatmap since i find it very easy

breakthrough. best trickstar song. i liked when they did it in the anime. cannot remember the beatmap i think its hard? good song, the only trickstar song that actually sticks

date a to z!!!!!!!! i am so excited for this event to come to en. verynice amd easy beatmap i play it when i want smth calm but just enough to notbe boring to play bc i like the mv

JEWEL STONE. this song makes me so happy, and yes thats its purpose. set this as my homescreen song and its so good. i have mido and shinobu locked in the warehouse but at least arashis having fun

shinobu center song. kept singing it to myself today and doing the finger thing. had to restrain myself from doing it in front of others. just goes so hard and the mv is great!!

MIWAKU GEKI. what if i punched myself in the face. first enstars song i listened to and loved. mvs kinda cool but lame. i get entranced by it occassionally.

RYUSEI HANABI. its midnight so i cant yell but i am definitely HA HA HA SOIYA!!! HA HA HA HA WASSHOI!!!!ing quietly. one time my brother yelled at me to stop yelling bc i was getting way too into it. was very excited for this song to get added to the game! i like the lil speaking parts

finder girl!!! absolutely beautiful mv i like how the mvs have evolved from just dancing to looking like real life music videos. song reminds me of kpop somehow. think its the instrument. you kbow the one

temptation magic!!! i have a complicated relationship with this song and i dont rlly unserstand why. listened to it with miwaku geki they were my first fave songs. it makes me a feel a mood i dont know. its a fun song to play but if i listen to it i get so. i think im nostalgic for early ES despite hating it early on. i definitely am actually. this song makes me feel nostalgia for tbings i have never experienced. pleaze elise goback to looking at yuzurus wiki page out of rage and ranting abt it on ur priv but change your mind and accept him and tori into your heart.

#t #long post #maybe? idk ive been writing this for like half an hour

[angelboybreakdowns]

im just. im really fucking mad. ok i get it ceramics was full. had sculpture as my second choice that was full too. but instead of giving me like a study hall or sth you put me in studio art for the second goddamn time after i took it in 9th grade (and i got a credit for it that time so it means im not getting a credit this year) and not only that but you put me in the class with a teacher who is a known ableist like to the point where other teachers gossip about how she never follows ieps or 504s WHEN I HAVE A FUCKING 504 like i just. and shes racist and shit too but thats not relevant to how bad a decision it was on the schools part bc im white (does make me angry tho but like. shes not targeting me so irrelevant). but like. now i have to spend half the year in a class i hate doing assignments i hate and im not even getting a credit for it but i still have to get good grades because junior year gpa is the most important and i just.

and again unrelated but she (teacher) is such a mean pushy fucking bitch. she has literally ruined one of my art projects (pulled off paper bits i was using to make silhouettes before the paint was dry, they ripped and stuck because they were SOAKED IN WET PAINT and WET PAPER RIPS DUMBASS and tbc she did this after i actively told her 4 times i was deliberately leaving them and I knew what i was doing she reached forward and pulled them off herself) she has pushed me into adding to an art project because it “wasnt balanced” (i deliberately put the whole thing in one half and left the rest of the page blank because i wanted to symbolize the feeling of having to make yourself small to be likeable as an autihd person) and im bad at sticking up for myself and she kept coming to me after class and “chatting” about it for a week until finally i said fine and filled the rest of the page and then a week later she said after hanging it up without my permission and i am quoting this verbatim “you know yours got a lot of compliments from other classes, i feel like i should take some of the credit because i convinced you to fix it and make it more balanced” she has said “oh i like your hand” (i draw + write song lyrics on my hand and arm to help me focus) and when i said thanks she REACHED OUT AND LITERALLY RUBBED MY HAND even when i tried to pull it away (my 504 literally has a thing about no unannounced physical touch) she has given me a low grade on a project because she “felt like it was depressing” like she is not even a good teacher i just. ugh.

#like im 80% sure i said in my fucking email with the class choices i knew it was on the late side of things so please put me in study hall #if my electives were full #but like. what is this bullshit. #the entire school is just horribly fucking run too #they changed the bell schedule 3 times in the first 2 weeks #we had a lockdown drill for all 8 periods like one for each class (so youre prepared for every classroom) #and the school neglected to plan them properly so we ended up doing 3 of them #god i hate this fucking school #and its not even the fucking district #my elementary school was run fine middle school was fine i have friends at the alternative school and its run great #just the one goddamn high school that sucks #like wtf #public school #american school system #cw rant

[tus-labios-o-la-vida]

In all fairness Skyward Sword is similar to Majora's Mask in some ways. Skyloft and the Gratitude Crystals being similar in function to Clock Town and the Bomber's notebook. Also, SS is to Twilight Princess what MM is to Ocarina of Time, being the experimental follow-up to the traditional Zelda game released at the tail end of their respective console's lifespan, and the things that make those games different are the impetus for why some gamers irrationally hate those objectively great games.

Ohhh thats pretty fair actually, i hadn’t thought of it like that since I’m only playing it now and not when it first came out. I dont see many mechanics presented here repeated in other loz games But it could be a precursor of a VR loz game later on maybe?

There are many little things that bother me about the game that kept adding up. The thing that triggered me to complain was the moment i heard pippin talk to his mother terribly (hope to see if maybe it gets fixed later? That was so bad andi regret that i helped him get a gf 😠) I found the overall feel of the characters to be really rude, from the way they ask for things to the way they treat link (i never thought i could hate beedle but i really can’t stand him here)

I didn’t like many character designs, from the volcano badger moles, to the water dragon (creepy!) and the monsters seem very basic and not creative, i just fought the sea desert monster and it straight up looks like the boo costume design of monsters inc.

The menu is just an item display as you cannot equip or do anything from there and the mechanics to change weapons or use items in your bag is really not friendly, especially in the heat of the moment (que cutscene of me repeatedly dying because it selects the slingshot instead of the bombs or not being able to drink a potion)

Fi is simply not helpful (WhAT do you MEAN you can’t give me more info on this dude I’m trying to kill because i haven’t killed one before?!? I haven’t killed one because i DONT KNOW HOW and you wont TELL ME 😩)

The music seems like …the opposite of iconic? I wouldn’t be able to tell you what song is which and the harp basically requires little input on your part.

I can’t play it for too long because relying soheavily on motion control makes my joints hurt (both controller settings) maybe it’s because of my age (almost 30?) or because i don’t have small arms of a kid but overall i give it a zero on accessibility.

There are other things that bother me (No fairy queens??? They give you the runaround often etc,)but this about sums it up. Theres some good things (lil robots! Sleeping in ppls beds!!! Collecting insects!! ) but they dont make up for all the points above.

Honestly it’s not the worst game I’ve ever played, but as far as zelda games go, it really is turning out to be my least favorite.

#loz skyward sword #skyward #skyward sword #opinion #loz

[somebodycallixii]

hi! i discovered web weaving recently and i love so many of your posts! do you have any advice on how to web weave?

wow!! im so flattered 😭😭😭 i feel a little bad i havent actually posted one in a while… i guess i just go through phases lol. I’ll just share my process and hopefully that’ll be some help! im sure everyone does it differently, and youll find your own way eventually, but yeah this is how i usually make one :)

usually the first thing that i latch onto is if i see a quote/image that really reminds me of something else. a character, another quote ive seen, or just a vague idea/topic that the quote/image is about. then that thing kind of becomes the cornerstone for the rest of what I add!

usually what this specifically looks like for me is “oh my god that is sooooo [insert blorbo], thats amazing i have to save that,” then saving it and putting it in a draft, me seeing another thing that makes me go “oooooh my god” x2, looking through my existing drafts to see if it fits any other ideas I’ve started, then adding it if it does and starting a new draft if it doesnt. only after i have like 3 or 4 in one draft to i really start to think about what i’ll title it or what the “main idea” is going to be. once i figure that out, i google art, song lyrics, and quotes related to that thing.

an example of this is the first one i made on love in death. i had just finished Word of Honor and the idea of having the person you love most leave you forever was so impactful to me. I started thinking about it when i saw the "I loved my friend" poem, and then i looked up art about grief and loss, thought about the songs i knew that were about breakups/leaving/grieving, looked up other quotes, and just kept going from there as a stumbled across things that fit.

so as far as advice goes, i would say start by following some other web weaving accounts or the tag, and just peruse them to see if you find anything that sticks out for some reason. save the things you like! and look through them to see if theres any themes you notice. think about the things you’ve read, art you’ve enjoyed, songs you like, shows you’ve watched. is there anything from those things that could apply here? does that writer/artist/singer/ have other work that is thematically relevant? are any of those things sources for themes you wanna look into more? usually once you get going it becomes less difficult to find things, the real hard part is figuring out what to cut out lol.

ok wow this was long. i hope this was helpful!! tag me if u make anything <3 🥰🥰

#also remember to try as best you can to find sources for things! #i often have to use reverse image search #or type different parts of the quote into google lol #its a labor of love #ask

[bi-ftm-on-main]

anxiety disorder? i hardly know her

Ok so I had bought this suction dildo ages ago but never really used it stuck to a surface, just for handheld stuff, cos theres not a lot of suctionable surfaces in my house and i have to wait for everyone to leave and its a whole thing. anyway.

I tried it out the other day in the shower at like hip height and just like folded over and leaned into it which worked better than any other position I've tried, effort and logistics wise, and was vibing like that for a while. my initial thoughts are as follows:

i had to use so much more lube than expected. like i knew dryness was a thing that happens when on T but i was quite surprised, i was adding (a tiny bit) more every couple of minutes id say

i really couldve gotten a bigger toy actually. its 7 inches atm but with my fat ass it kept falling out and it was kinda annoying

it was fine, pleasure wise. like not particularly mind blowing but still alright. like 7/10. definitely scratched an itch tho ya know

i really gotta be trimming my pubes more cos that shits not helping anyone

my boobs were in my face and i didnt appreciate it

and yeah i kept at it for a while just to see if i could cum from it alone, which i havent been able to do yet even when using it handheld. but like isn't that a thing, that most people cant cum from penetration alone? im fairly sure.

i have been trying to use the toy more tho cos one thing that im worried about for when i do eventually have sex is squirting.

on rare occasions i will squirt when i use showerhead to -- oh yeah thats another thing. i unironically refer to masturbating as 'beating my meat'. it started in high school and im sorry but it kinda seems like its here to stay. well up until the day i have to say it in conversation then ill dissolve and escape down a storm drain --

anyway, i was going at it and it was building but not really enough so i just was like ugh fine whatever and unstick it off the wall and started using it handheld + clit stuff -- t dick stuff? I personally dont have heaps of bottom dysphoria but i havent decided -- just so i could cum. it had been a while and my sex playlist was running out of hozier songs. yes im putting that information on the internet, sue me.

but like i was going at it two handed and it was working a treat and even after i came i kept going -- i was pushing myself because i wanted to see if i would squirt because i want to be prepared for this stuff -- and omg. bro omggggg.

measuring the time by songs id say that i came for, at minimum, three whole minutes.

like cos i was pushing myself so i just kept going with the two hand method and it just kept going and i kept going and it kept going and i had to change to one hand cos my fingers were tingling and it kept going. man.

i only stopped cos de selby part 2 was starting to wrap up -- no one look at me -- and i just layed there for a while longer just with my hands tingling and feeling light as air.

it made me think of that one twitter thread i think of that straight girl who got fucked by a lesbian and was all happy to go to work the next day even though she fucking hates her job. that was me bro.

i put my clothes back on and headed right back to the computer ive been sitting at for two days straight finishing assignments with a new lease on life. i was giddy mate. giddy. ugh

um yeah. moral of the story, i didnt squirt even after having my guts be pounded for like half an hour. thank you for cumming to my ted talk.

#t #me #why cant i write in a physical diary like a normal person #i do like yapping though