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fakakta-art · 2 months
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digitizing some sketches i made for my etsy and a completely unrelated song, because i like to add songs :)
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myprideandialone · 2 years
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I enjoy the entirety of this album on first listen, which Never Happens™, but the vibe of each song is so similar that I'm not sure how much it stands out to me as a whole. I think I still hold Evermore and Rep higher based on the out-of-left-field songs even though Midnights almost exclusively comprised of those.
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ohhamlet-art · 6 months
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One last black bird without a place to be turns around, in hopes to find the place it last knew rest.
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raptorrobot · 10 months
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thousands of me and only one of you
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apparently-artless · 6 months
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●◉✿ SOUSOU NO FRIEREN ❀ FRIEREN & HIMMEL ✿◉●
Anime: Sousou no Frieren Characters: Frieren & Himmel Song Lyrics: Outnumbered by Dermot Kennedy
↳ requested by Alice (@alice-chan-chan)
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prolibytherium · 7 months
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Cuz I know you man! Also you casually mention RPGs like, a weird amount.
(The Gang Tends Bar themed carfire for @its-always-ziney-in-philadelphia Valentines Zine)
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delicatepointofview · 3 months
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gonna have to deal with people missing the point of louis singing 1d songs in festivals... don't get me started on the other covers
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secondbeatsongs · 2 years
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"Boom Clap" with every second beat removed
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deathnguts · 3 months
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all you people who view Bartylus as the toxic and complicated couple that are always fighting and having hate sex but never fully breaking up are wrong because that’s actually Rabastan and Regulus. Those motherfuckers got married the second regulus turned 17 (rabastan is like 12 years older than him) and it’s everyone’s problem. They’re fighting, dating other people (open relationship), setting each other’s shit on fire and kicking them out of the house, continuing their fights while they fuck on a dresser, literally genuinely try to kill one another when left alone and angry too long, it’s literally Blank Space core but they always keep their rings on no matter how angry they are and they never even consider divorce no matter what even though literally no one is stopping them. They’re so confusing and no one knows wtf is going on with them but both regulus and Rabastan accept what they have as a status quo that isn’t to be questioned.
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Riot Kings, page 179.1
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first // prev // next
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micamicster · 9 months
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Bruce Springsteen's fourth album DARKNESS ON THE EDGE OF TOWN as Penguin Classics (series): Andrew Wyeth / Alan Stephens Foster / John James Audubon / Edward Hopper / Cy Twombly / Robert Hodgell / Kiyoshi Asai / Adolphe Sunaert / Alexander Louis Leloir / Pablo Picasso
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cimicherrychanga · 6 months
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Complicated Relationship with God (As Seen Through Lyrics in the Character's Playlist)
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rottin6 · 5 months
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layla beloved your frat initiation bartylily chasing-in-the-woods concept is something that i think about…. so frequently. haunts me. i don’t even need you write it atp i just need more THOUGHTS 😭
stopppp it i'm giggling at the thought of them 'cause they're so nasty @sommerregenjuniluft is wholly partly to blame
like picture it, frat boy barty daddy issues barty n trust fund barty all in one, like my guy has issues on top of issues. he's made to go to uni by his dad and (idk how frats work i am british) he's in his third and final year of his degree, and he's the president of the frat obviously cause so was his dad and so was his dad and so on
lily, however, loathes him. she thinks the absolute worst of him but she's never even spoken to him. she just hates what he comes from and all that stuff. she's doing a journalism degree and writes for the college paper, like she's on her grind trying to get through uni
one day lily gets some inside scoop that barty's frat is hosting an initiation ritual that apparently happens every night but no one actually knows what goes down so she makes it her mission to get in so she can publish it in the paper and ruin his image and all that jazz
AND THEN she gets there the night of the ritual and barty sees her and he knows who she is cause she hates him that much and and the ritual basically
the existing frat boys are recruiting the new year boys and as part of the initiation they get chased in the woods and the older years wear masks n shit and it’s fucked up in every sense, like they get their chase and it’s perverted and just so…barty if that makes sense
but it’s just an initiation for the boys, no one else at all so lily has to sneak in and she thinks she’s all slick hiding behind trees n stuff but then
barty creeps up behind her, an ache in the pit of his stomach. even in the night, he hates how he can recognise her by her stupid red hair. there’s an animalistic urge to pull on it, to yank her back into him, but instead he snakes his arm around her throat, his bicep pressing on her pulse. his other hand covers her mouth and he can feel the way her body shakes, how it squirms against him, and he tuts, shaking his head.
now obviously lily fights back, she hits her head back into his face and his lip’s bleeding and all but my barty’s huge, like this guy is built so he’s stronger than her and he’s had enough—he tightens his hold on her, pinning her against the tree and he’s pissed as fuck. he’s pressing his body against hers so she can’t move, also holding her by her throat cause he likes the feel of her panicking and how she gulps. he’s grinning like a madman, wiping the blood off his lip with his thumb and he’s all like “you can’t come and not play the game, doll.” and she’s crying, shaking her head and she’s begging him to stop but but
he lifts a leg up, pushing his knee on her stomach and he begins to undo his belt with one hand, the other stroking the side of her face. it’d be romantic in any other situation if not for the fact that lily thinks she’s well and truly going to die. he spits on the ground to the side of them, his thick cock pulsing at the sight of her tears. he relishes in the view, at her lips quivering and the way she still begs him to stop. it’s cute, he thinks.
and then at some other point
“are you—are you getting off on this?” barty snickers, his fingers trailing across the dampness on her panties. he watches the way she closes her eyes tight, her lips parting slightly. “you’re a sick bitch, y’know that, doll? a pretty fuckin whore, coming out here, thinkin’—thinkin’ you can just do what you want, hm?”
but she still struggles against him, trying to fight cause that’s just lily evans but he’s licking his lips, shaking his head and the next thing she knows is he’s taking out a gun from the waistband of his jeans, he’s got it to the bottom of her chin, murmuring, “i really wish you wouldn’t do that,” but she doesn’t care, she tries to wriggle out of his hold and he tightens his grip on her, moving the gun to her forehead, “don’t fuckin move. you move and i’ll fuckin shoot you, okay? you got it?”
“barty, please...” lily pleads with him, as he yanks her by her hair.
“barty, please,” he mocks. “jesus, you're fucking pathetic. you’re lucky that i haven't put a bullet in that pretty fucking skull of yours yet.”
and at some point she’s running again, after kicking him in the groin obviously and he’s chasing after her, he’s in love with the chase, getting so high off it and then he’s tackling her to the ground, mud over the both of them. he’s on top of her, gripping her by both her dimples and pushing her face down into the ground
“i know the shit you say about me, what you write about me in that—in that little paper of yours.” he’s breathing heavily, pulling the zipper down on his jeans as he mounts over her. “i should kill you right now,” he whispers heavily against her ear. “but that's not what you want, is it? you want me to fuck you, right here on the dirty fucking ground, don’t you?” he smiles, demented. and he moves the gun down to her mouth. "just a dirty little whore that wants to get filled with dick, right?"
and then they have hot steamy sex in the middle of the woods 🏌🏽‍♀️
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skelebab · 13 days
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Decided I feel confident enough about these to share 😊
My dc playlists (p much all batfam)
Superbat:
Bruce:
Jason (the first one I made actually):
Tim:
Clark:
Billy (of the Batson variety):
Keep in mind that these are a mix of what I think they'd listen to and what I think represents them and are subject to change as my view of the character(s) does
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lightleckrereins · 2 months
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A lot of people in this fandom need to understand the concept of 'this is bad and I love it' or you won't survive the lestat rockstar era.
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“Sing, let your heart soar! Sing forever!
Sad and so happy! Feelings flow over
Now our world is full of all kinds of colors
Closing my eyes, I still can see the stars…”
Overmorrow -FIN-
[start from the beginning]
[link for better image quality]
[link to fun supplementary info for the fic]
[buy me a ko-fi 🍓]
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