#❛❛ We built this town on shaky ground❜❜

[woso-dreamzzz]

The Little Bambi Ballerina Masterlist

Injured: Before (we built this town on shaky ground)

Injured: Before -> Alexia struggles

Injured: Before II -> You meet Jenni

Injured: Before III -> You really like Ingrid

Injured (someone who loves you wouldn't do this)

Injured -> Mami gets hurt

Injured II -> A look back to when there was Mami and Jenni

Injured III -> Now there is Mami and Olga

Injured IV -> Olga has the baby

Injured V -> The next day

Injured VI -> Jenni returns to you

Injured VII -> Alexia tries to get her act together

Injured VIII -> There's an emergency

Injured IX -> Things get worse before they can get better

Injured X -> You go back to ballet

Injured (Alexia's Version) (It was not your fault but mine and it was your heart on the line)

Injured (Alexia's Version) -> You come home

Injured (Alexia's Version) II -> Alexia comes home from work

Injured (Alexia's Version) III -> You have a nightmare

Injured (Alexia's Version) IV -> You need perfection

Injured (Alexia's Version) V -> Alexia comes to ballet class

Injured (Alexia's Version) VI -> Alexia tries to talk to you

Injured (Alexia's Version) VII -> You get sick again

Injured (Alexia's Version) VIII -> coming soon

Injured (Alexia's Version): Future (you knew what you wanted and boy, you got her)

Injured (Alexia's Version): Future -> You don't like it

Injured (Alexia's Version): Future II -> You go to Manuelas

Injured (Alexia's Version): Future III -> You spend time with Mami

Injured (Jenni's Version) (if we hit on troubled water, I'll be the one to keep you warm and safe)

Injured (Jenni's Version) -> You go home

Injured (Jenni's Version) II -> Mama's dog comes home

Injured (Jenni's Version) III -> You sound different to Mama

Injured (Jenni's Version): Future (that we're not broken, just bent and we can learn to love again)

Injured (Jenni's Version): Future -> You need to leave

Injured (Jenni's Version): Future II -> Your children meet Alexia

Injured (Alba's Version) (too young to know it gets better)

Injured (Alba's Version) -> You are forgotten

Injured (Alba's Version) II -> Something is missing

Injured (Alba's Version) III -> You wonder if it could have been different for you

Injured (Alba's Version) IV -> The aftermath

[dont-f-with-moogles]

Squad Denial's Greatest Hits 💚💜

With the end of Attack on Titan just moments away, I wanted to celebrate the years (and hearts) devoted to reading, watching, drawing and writing for this incredible series!

This comes with a massive shout out to Squad Denial and their amazing array of fan art and fics, all dedicated to Levihan and the fact that both are obviously alive and well, living their lives together as they deserved.

So here we go for a stroll down the lane of Squad Denial's Greatest hits...

Greatest Hits*

Fics We Built This Town on Shaky Grounds - ImNotStubborn The Truth is Out There But So Is Love - WanderLustQueenWrites A Trick of the Heart - Fanmoose12

Drabbles Echo - YoureAckermine Two For the Road - SixPennyDame Bath ft Levihan - WyvernsLoveCake

Art "There's Love In Every Stitch" - TheySangAsTheySlew Wave - GiuliaDrawsStuff

(*this is also for me so I don't have to keep looking for these absolute beauts)

A big thanks to my faves for giving me these absolute faves. Please reblog to share your appreciation for these supremely talented people! 💚💜

[sweetiebunbuns]

“I can’t save us, my Atlantis, we fall

We built this town on shaky ground”

- Atlantis by Seafront

[pamsimmerstories]

the goodbye

atlantis - seafret

previous || next

-

[avery]: freya... what are you doing?

[freya]: if it’s hard it’s because you don’t want to do this.

[avery]: but i need to do this, freya. it’s for my dad.

[avery]: i’m gonna miss you

[avery]: let me go, freya...

[freya]: i can’t

[avery]: you’re being childish.

[freya]: avery!!

[freya]: stay with me tonight

[avery]: i can’t, freya. i don’t wanna change my mind. and this is important to me

[freya]: if you leave now... i don’t wanna see you ever again.

[avery]: maybe it’s for the best. you deserve something better.

[freya]: avery... i’m not joking

[avery]: i’m not joking either.

[freya]: ...

[avery]: can i kiss you one last time?

[freya]: yes

[avery]: goodbye, freya

[freya]: i love you, avery

♫ The birds have left their trees

The light pours onto me

I can feel you lying there all on your own

We got here the hard way

All those words that we exchange

Is it any wonder things get broke?

 'Cause in my heart and in my head I'll never take back the things I said So high above, I feel it coming down She said, in my heart and in my head Tell me why this has to end Oh, no, oh, no

I can't save us, my Atlantis, we fall We built this town on shaky ground I can't save us, my Atlantis, oh, no We built it up to pull it down ♫

[streaminn]

I think Enid and Wednesday should own a little farm with animals and fruits and veggies, and Wednesday should sit in side writing and openly staring at her beefy wife working hard labor

I just think that should happen

Okay but like

I think Enid deserves to be a simple farmer and wakes up suddenly with the memory that she has a wife

Except, that doesn't make sense because Enid has been single for ages

But, she has a wife and her name is Wednesday

She remembers meeting her when she first bought the farm, how the two of them built the barn houses and spent time growing the crops throughout the years

Except, Enid knows that she did it alone. The farm was abandoned when she first came here, no lady named Wednesday in sight

But, Wednesday is sitting in the table and there's food. The shorter girl's head is tilted and she says good morning, acting like she totally was supposed to be here

Which makes no sense but enid goes with it because in a world like hers, things are just weird

Then when she bites in the food, her throat gags when she registers the taste of blood

When Enid spits it out, she's staring at normal cooked meat.

"is something wrong with the food?" her wife will say and Enid gives a careful smile, ignoring how her mind screams that something is wrong. She doesn't have a wife, she never had a wife-

"No, I think I just bit my tongue," Enid says, sticking said organ out for a moment.

Wednesday shakes her head, a huff escaping her lips as she too digs in.

She's beautiful.

Enid remembers a book she snatched a couple years ago, noting of that one excerpt in animals.

The more vivid, memorable, beautiful- the more dangerous it says and Enid very much agrees now.

When Enid meets up with yoko in town a few weeks later, the farmer will be pulled close.

"I don't have a wife named Divina," the glasses wearing winemaker says. "I didn't enid-" and she nearly chokes on a sob when Enid brings her into a hug.

Because yoko too didn't have a wife but enid remembers that she does? A nun of somesort, a supposed missionary who came to spread the word of God before settling down with yoko. Enid remembers celebrating the wedding with Wednesday.

This is confusing, this whole thing has her head aching but this was a reminder that she wasn't alone

"we didn't have wives," Enid murmurs, ignoring how something prickles in her back. "but we do now, okay? Is she treating you alright?"

There are crows flying ahead and Yoko's grip tightens when a hummingbird zaps around nearby.

"she's the best," yoko says. "but she isnt- this isn't normal."

Enid can't say anything but hold her back.

Or

Enid now lives in a world a bit too off from before. She has a wife apparently and when she picks up a carrot, she'll stare at the peeled tendons dripping onto the ground below and drop it with shaky breaths.

She closes her eyes then she picks it up again.

She's holding a carrot

[roseeycreates-blog]

Lin: 'Cause in my heart and in my head I'll never take back the things I said So high above, Tenzin: I feel it coming down She said, in my heart and in my head Lin: Tell me why this has to end? Ohno... Oh no..

Tenzin: I can't save us, my Atlantis, we fall Lin: We built this town on shaky ground Tenzin: I can't save us, my Atlantis, oh, no We built it up to pull it down

Kya: You're comin' with me I'm tired of lovin' from afar And never being where you are Close the windows, lock the doors Don't wanna leave you anymore

Lin: I can't describe what I'm feeling And all I know is we're going home So please don't let me go, Don't let me go, And if it's right Kya: I don't care how long it takes As long as I'm with you I've got a smile on my face Save your tears, it'll be okay All I know is you're here with me

[ohkage]

we built this town on shaky ground

[thepancakelady]

korn & tonkla ; we built this town on shaky ground

these two were a perfect tragedy and i ate it all up

[starryblueeyesandstarryblueskies]

Percabeth's Playlist

listen here

The Great War

all that bloodshed, crimson clover, uh-huh, sweet dream was over, my hand was the one you reached for, all throughout the great war

Till Forever Falls Apart

if the tide takes california, i'm so glad I got to hold ya, and if the sky falls from heaven above, oh I know I had the best time falling into love

I Know Places

cause they got the cages, they got the boxes and guns, they are the hunters, we are the foxes, and we run, baby i know places we won't be found, and they'll be chasing their tails trying to track us down

Labyrinth

uh oh, i'm falling in love, oh no, i'm falling in love again, oh, i'm falling in love, i thought the plane was going down, how'd you turn it right around

Line Without a Hook

she's a, she's a lady, and i am just a boy, he's singing, she's a, she's a lady, and i am just a line without a hook

If the World Was Ending

if the world was ending you'd come over right, the sky'd be falling and i'd hold you tight, and there wouldn't be a reason why, we would even have to say goodbye

Feels Like

living in a movie i've watched and funny cause i couldn't have called it, met you at the right time, this is what it feels like

18

i have loved you since we were 18, long before we both thought the same thing, to be loved and to be in love

Out Of The Woods

remember when you hit the brakes too soon, twenty stitches in a hospital room, when you started crying, baby i did too, but when the sun came up, i was looking at you

Someone To You

and if the sun starts setting, the sky goes cold, then if the clouds get heavy and start to fall, i really need somebody to call my own, i wanna be somebody to someone, someone to you

Young God

but do you feel like a young god, you know the two of us are just young gods, and we'll be flying through the streets with the people underneath, and they're running, running, running

Favorite T-Shirt

heart is beating harder than it ever has, wanna put you in a photo, put you on my dash, i put my arm around your shoulder, to see if i can pull you closer, and i didn't wanna say it, but i honestly thought i'm growing older

Take on the World

nobody knows you the way that i know you, look in my eyes, i will never desert you, and just say the word, we'll take on the world

Long Live

you held your head like a hero, on a history book page, it was the end of a decade, but the start of an age

I Like Me Better

i knew from the first time, i'd stay for a long time cause, i like me better when, i like me better when i'm with you

Atlantis

i can't save us, my atlantis, we fall, we built this town on shaky ground, i can't save us, my atlantis, oh no, we built it up to pull it down

Hey Stupid, I Love You

you just forget sometimes, so promise me you won't, and you know i'll remind you, when you think i don't, hey stupid, i love you

I Found

and I found love where it wasn't supposed to be, right in front of me

[space-station-collective]

some of the less pretty parts of plurality

we talk a lot on this blog about the funny or nice parts of being plural, but there's also a lot of bad shit that can come with it. it's not all good, just like it's not all bad. it just is! sometimes, seeing posts like this makes us feel a little better, knowing we aren't alone in these struggles and seeing other people who have come through it, so, here's this

this is going to require a lot of me being vulnerable on the internet lmao

everything is going under a cut, and i'm marking applicable TW and CWs here as well as in the tags. i tried to keep it as light as possible (if there's any tags i missed, PLEASE do let me know and i'll add them ASAP /gen)

(this is also quite a long post, under the cut the word count is: 437)

WARNINGS: addiction mentions, physical illness, exotrauma mentions

-) developing an addiction/dependency that everyone has to manage, due to one headmate's actions

-) trying to collectively recover from addiction when not everyone wants to, and some headmates actively working against the progress and goals

-) more specifically, having to maintain a clean streak for everyone, not just one individual. not just yourself. we have an agreement- we stick together with this stuff

-) headmates who actively dislike people we know, and generally collectively like, and having to manage and ignore secondhand emotions towards those people when the headmates in question are around (not to say, ignoring how those headmates feel about people, but moreso not letting the emotions bleed through into our own interactions)

-) panicking because your job directly relates to helping other headmates, and despite your best efforts, things keep getting worse (not directly applicable to me who is writing this -host)

-) having to agree with headmates, who have done nothing wrong, that they can't be around front, because they're symptom holders, and the body is ill enough all the time that we physically can't handle them fronting

-) fighting. constant fighting. i can't think of a day since our syscovery that there hasn't been some sort of fight, argument, breakdown, violence, some sort of incident internally

-) so many headmates with so much exotrauma. some of their triggers have bled into our collective triggers, and holy shit is it hard to explain thost to people who don't understand exomemories, or even who don't know about the system

-) having to watch littles who are far too young for any of this experience this whole ordeal

-) "Atlantis" by Seafret. it's about an extremely different topic, but the lyrics hit home. "i can't save us, my atlantis, we fall. we built this town on shaky ground." because holy fuck, it feels that way sometimes

several of these things are now managed, several are not. being human is a weird, messy, fucked up experience, and when you shove a bunch of consciousnesses into one human body, it gets even more convoluted

whoever you are, whatever reason you might have for reading this: i love you. you are not alone in your struggles. you have support from so many places, and you will get through whatever you're currently experiencing, be it so simple as your favourite pencil breaking, all the way to personal tragedy. you are loved

-the host (he/they), expressing thoughts of the collective

(scheduling this to post outside of the queue because our content is usually much more lighthearted than this and i don't want to take up a spot for that)

[shen-mu]

'I can feel you lying there all on your own We got here the hard way All those words that we exchange Is it any wonder things get broke?' - fit visiting pac & mike's graves 'I can't save us, my Atlantis, we fall We built this town on shaky ground I can't save us, my Atlantis, oh, no We built it up to pull it down' - fit goes back to 2b2t planting roses everywhere

[urmomsmattress]

5 and 17 from your marauders playlist <3

A dissection of songs on my Marauders era playlist - Number 5 - As It Was by Harry Styles

In this world its just us

You know it’s not the same as it was

This is one of two moments in the song that makes me think of the Marauders. This one feels like the relationship between Sirius and Harry, mainly having to do with Sirius seeing Harry as a replacement for James. Like, ouch

Answer the phone

“Harry you’re no good alone. Why are you sitting at home on the floor? What kind of pills are you on?”

… dare I say Grant to Remus after Halloween 1981

-

Ringing the bell and nobody’s coming to help

Or canon with no Grant when Remus is by himself for 12 years 💃

Number 17 - Atlantis by Seafret

oh lord okay I’m thinking mainly ootp wolfstar but also after the prank

-

We got here the hard way

All those words we exchange

Is it any wonder things get broke?

When they’re finally reunited after all those years apart and then Sirius dies almost immediately 🫠

-

Cause in my heart and in my head

I’ll never take back the things I said

…

Tell me why this has to end

Post-prank Wolfstar. Need I say more

-

I can’t save us, my Atlantis, we fall

We built this town on shaky ground

…

We built it up to pull it down

… you get it

-

OH THE LINE CHANGE HERE IM GONNA BE SICK

-

It’s in my heart and in my hand

You can’t take back the thing you said

Yeah. Remus to Sirius after the prank

[avaetin]

"Atlantis" being a song for Percico 🤌🤌🤌

"I can't save us, my Atlantis, we fall

We built this town on shaky ground"

[this-is-krikkit]

we built this town on shaky grounds

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Levi Ackerman/Hange Zoë

Additional tags: Angst and Fluff and Smut, a bit (a lot) of ocean themed imagery, POV Levi Ackerman, Boat Sex, that's all this was supposed to be about so I'M TAGGING IT AS SUCH, may have gotten a lil out of hands, I'm sorry?, They/Them Pronouns for Hange Zoë, Emotional Sex, cause i can't write it another way apparently, There was only one bed - trope

Summary:

The Alliance makes its way to Odiha to stop the Rumbling, and Levi and Hange get a moment of well-deserved peace.

.

Hange's unusually soft knock wakes him up when they bring him dinner, and although this has become a familiar moment in the past few weeks, the switch between their roles in such a scene strikes him especially hard tonight. Maybe it's the change of scenery now that they're on the Hizuru boat and on their way to the worst of the war. Or maybe he's simply gotten more aware of his surroundings since he's finally starting to heal, now that he's had some actual rest and he doesn't have to play dead in the middle of a wet and hostile forest while Hange shoots at comrades and subordinates they helped train on sight to protect his life –and has what they think are quiet secret meltdowns by his side while he pretends to sleep because he can't even muster enough force to try and offer the comfort he knows they need.

Either way, they jump at the sound of his voice calling their name out right as they put the plate down on the bedside table in this cabin he's been attributed, and he holds in the urge to click his tongue at them –did they really expect he'd sleep through such an intrusion into his personal space?

keep reading on ao3

[fortifice]

𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄 .

Share at least 5 songs that you associate with or remind you of your muse!

1. - heavy is the crown. daughtry.

see them march like lambs to the slaughter, toy soldiers line up on the altar, I was never meant to drink that water. they'll remember me, when I'm underground / when the weight of the world crashing, pushing you closer to the edge, you find a way to get a little bit stronger. / never falter, never let them bleed you out, I'll be still standing when they try to bring my castle down

2. atlantis. - seafret.

I can feel you lying there all on your own, we got here the hard way all those words that we exchange, is it any wonder things get broke ? / I can't save us, my atlantis, we fall. we built this town on shaky ground. / the hurt just leaves me scared, losing everything I've ever known. It's all become too much, maybe I'm not built for love. If I knew that I could reach you, I would go.

3. my goodbye. - epic the musical.

you are reckless, sentimental at best, that's not a teaching of mine. you've grown soft, your dead friends can attest, put your emotions aside. you're a warrior, meant to lead the rest. / that's just like you, why should I be surprised ? selfish and prideful and vain. unlike you every time someone dies i'm left to deal with the strain.

4. cold.- five finger death punch.

I'm begging for forgiveness, everything I've done. If god is listening he knows i'm not the only one. / It's okay to lash out from the rules that I'm enslaved but somehow, someday i'll have to turn the page. / it's all gone cold and no one wants to change it's all so wrong but no one wants the blame.

5. family line. - conan gray

my mother never cried a lot, she took the punches, but she never fought. / I say they're just the ones who gave me life but I truly am my parents' child / god, I have my father's eyes but my sister's when I cry. I can run, but I can't hide from my family line. / all of my pain and all your excuses, I was a kid but I wasn't clueless. ( someone who loves you wouldn't do this ) / might share a face and share a last name, but we are not the same.

TAGGED BY : i found this on one of my old blogs.

TAGGING : anyone who wants to do it, it's actually fun and rather thought provoking.

[hatshepsuthypatia]

Abduction by the Death God

This is a Orihime POV fanfic on her and Ulquiorra's dynamic, or just what I believe would have been her take on her time in Las Noches with Ulquioirra.

I have met death gods. They look like us, wear obsidian kimonos and wield huge katanas, reminiscent of traditional Japanese theatres that I used to visit as a child. This was before my brother’s demise. The first death god that I met at 15, (albeit he was officially recognised as one sometime later on) gave my dead brother absolution and helped him pass over to the Otherworld. But unlike the lores of them being terrifying, the death god that saved me and my brother was both kind and familiar, his eccentricity only limited to his funnily scary face and orange hair. Thanks to him, I met a lot more death gods, and none scared me. Not even the ones who were 8 ft tall with bells on their head & a feisty pink-haired kid on their shoulder. Deep inside my heart, I acknowledged them as soldiers that protected the weak souls and not as death gods of the terrifying lores that I had heard as a toddler, ones that were much worse than my drunk father and abusive mother. 

However, not long after meeting the good death gods, I met another. In creation, he was an antithesis of the death gods that I had met. But in my reality, he was the original death god, the one from my nightmarish childhood. He was the reaper of souls, of emotions who killed over 1000 people in my town, while I could do nothing to protect them. And that was the day hope in me started chipping away. The hope that I had onerously built after my brother’s death. The foundation of my hope was already built on shaky grounds and once he first arrived in my town, it didn’t take long to crumble. Being helpless that day felt like drowning despite knowing how to swim, so I tried to paddle harder and swim upwards towards the surface but I kept sinking and sinking until he finally dragged me to the bottom of the dark, insidious ocean of despair.

He dragged me, dragged me away from the world of happy mortals to his abode of eternal night. When my friends came to save me from this predicament I had landed myself into, he and his lot squashed any light of hope by torturing & butchering my friends. He taunted me every time their soul power vanished in the dark crescent night, extinguishing my hope, and slowly suffocating my will to live and return. 

Amongst all of them, I thought he was the most terrifying, the most different. His presence constantly loomed over me, like death to the freezing. But the after spending a long time with him, I had a horrifying realization. He was the epitome of nihilism, of the despair emerging from an unfeeling void. Bonds meant nothing to him, while hope and happiness were a mirage for the weak. And I, the person who had been surviving off my recently built non-sanguine bonds and forced laughs found myself falling into that void. As repulsive as he was, he was a mirror that I resonated with, a bit too much for my liking. Which is why I put up a fight. In my own way, I tried to be foolishly human in that soulless land. In retrospect, some of my actions were questionable. Yet I was a human, and as a human, I tried to do everything that defied what he stood for. Life is hard yet we build our happiness, and despite the hardships, I had shakily built a lively life. Succumbing to his beliefs meant destroying my very conviction to live and embrace happiness. 

His path was easy to follow. After all, who hasn’t looked at a dark void from a height and not been tempted to jump? And he was very tempting, with his words, actions and beliefs. Relishing in my dwindling hope and luring me into jumping in his abode of eternal void became a personal business for him. It was evident when he had my orange-haired saviour by the neck, blasting a hole through his chest. His eyes made it obvious - the fight was ours, and killing him was a way to kill any hope in me. Kill the human in me. 

And in those few moments where time was running through molasses, he had won. My human protector was lying dead on the rocks of Las Noches while he reigned, the God of Death. My healing shield, that had a measly job of reviving my saviour’s body, failed. The cracks on its golden surface had mocked the state of my beliefs. 

I wanted to be saved. I wanted to be saved from him, and from myself who found herself falling back into neverending despair. I had been there before when my only family had died, and I did not want to struggle anymore. I was too tired to struggle, to fight, I just wanted to be saved. Even if the one who saved me was the corpse in front of me. To me his dead body held more hope than my broken self did. 

When my orange-haired human saviour rose back from the dead, he was no longer the warrior fighting to protect my humanity. He was the personification of violence. He had emerged from the grave to reap the soul of my soulless jailor. He hesitated none while brutalizing him, and his victim cried not once in his agony. To him, modus operandi of his swiftly-arriving death was was poetically fitting. His nihilistic soul being defeated by another, in a fight so quick yet destructive that it leaves the prey with no thought other than the primal instinct to protect his skin. 

Sometimes I wonder if this is why he reached out to me in his impending death. As if being on the side of powerlessness made him realize why we humans do not give up hope even in despair. I wonder if he finally realized why my hope and belief only grew stronger with consecutive psychological defeats. 

Ulquiorra was right when he said bonds and feelings were for the weak. Afterall the strongest usually walk alone. But he was not right when he said that the very bonds were meaningless. If today weak coexist with strong it's because of the bonds they have with other people.

If today's weak & disposable society like mine feels seen or heard, it's because of these bonds. They make life worth living, these indispensable friendships. 

The fact that I was weak is the reason I found my friends for life and the reason I continue to live, live a life with meaning and hope. Hope, that he struggled to latch onto in his death. 

I used to hate my weak, clumsy self. I loathed my powerlessness and my inability to help people. Today, I have grown past that. I am working harder than ever to become stronger, to become more capable. And it would not have been possible had I not forgiven the little powerless girl from that night. No matter how strong I may or may not get, I will continue being the girl who never gave up on her bonds or morals as it was what kept me myself in that eternal night of Las Noches. Though in this tug-of-war of ours, he had almost pulled me into his magnetic void of despair, I persevered because of those very bonds between me and my friends. And finally, with the strength of our humane bonds, I could forgive him and bid him adieu with a meaningful death, where he could finally see a heart in his hands.