#Saint for tooth problems

[portraitsofsaints]

Saint Apollonia Died 249 Feast Day: February 9 Patronage: dentists, tooth problems

St.  Apollonia, an early Church martyr, is the patron of dentists and toothaches. Christian persecution in 249, led many to their death. St. Apollonia would not renounce her faith and was beaten, having all her teeth knocked out. Her persecutors then threatened her with fire. She stood firm, even voluntarily jumping into the flames, to her death. Her life story was written by St. Dionysius, Bishop of Alexandria, to Fabian, Bishop of Antioch. {website}

[cruger2984]

THE DESCRIPTION OF SAINT APOLLONIA The Patron of Dentists Feast Day: February 9

Ask anybody that has gone through it: there's nothing quite like a toothache. Did you know that dentists and toothaches have a patron saint? Her name was Apollonia.

Apollonia was one of a group of virgin martyrs who suffered in Alexandria during a local uprising against the Christians prior to the persecution of Decius.

According to legend, her torture included having all of her teeth violently pulled out or shattered. The most reliable and contemporary historical account about St Apollonia is from Eusebius' church history. Eusebius records a letter from Dionysius, bishop of Alexandria, written around 249 AD. In it we read that men seized Apollonia because of her Christian faith and 'by repeated blows broke all her teeth.'

Then a woodpile was built and the men threatened to burn her alive if she refused to repeat after them impious words… Given, at her own request, a little freedom, she sprang quickly into the fire and was burned to death.

Because of the nature of the torture she endured rather than deny her faith, St. Apollonia became the special intercessor for those with tooth troubles and, naturally, the patron saint of dentists and those suffering from toothache or other dental problems.

Surely this saint was much called upon for her prayers during medieval days, when the only real solution for an abscessed tooth was to pull it out – without anesthesia!

The Church has quite a sense of humor! Apollonia is honored as the patron saint of dentists, but this woman who had her teeth extracted without anesthetic surely ought to be the patron of those who dread the chair. She might also be the patron of the aging, for she attained glory in her old age, standing firm before her persecutors even as her fellow Christians fled the city. However, we choose to honor her, she remains a model of courage for us.

[inkskinned]

in internet posts it is easy to cut them out of your life. they are hurting you! they aren't listening to you!

they held your hair back. they lent you lipstick. they held your hand at the train station and got you home safe. they rounded on your bully, got loud, said get fucked, spitting-mad in your defense.

they also cut the hair off again. told you that you should really think twice before wearing something like that. took you for granted. took your insecurities and threw them in your face again.

you know logically it should be easy. all the internet advice comments always read it will feel better. like an equation - if a person is rotten, you just remove them. you pull the tooth that's hurting.

but it was never a big flare-up moment. you don't live in a sitcom. they never tried to take your boyfriend or steal from your apartment. they showed up to birthdays and they wrote songs about you and bring you water without you asking. once you found out they carry an emergency inhaler for you, even though you haven't had an asthma attack in years - just in case.

where is the line? people fuck up. sometimes they fuck up badly. sometimes people have raw personalities, like a powerline, and being around them is dangerous. addicting. sometimes they can't help themselves, but you know they're trying. sometimes they are just rough-around-the-edges. sometimes they don't even realize how they sounded when they said that. sometimes it's just - you've both loved each other for so long now, the way this thing hurts goes back to the root.

and that's the fucked up part. you have pushed your fingers against the sweetheart of memory. things these days are electric, tense, harrowing. they didn't used to be. there were a lot of good days in there. sometimes you want to just close your eyes and say can this be over yet? do we still need to be fighting?

doing that would give up any chance you get of getting an apology, but you don't always know that you need an apology, you love them. once they flaked on your birthday party. once they told you to get over it, people are always dying. they also let you crash on their couch for a week after the breakup, handfeeding you when you were so sad you couldn't eat. they are also judgmental about everything, occasionally react to banal statements with an attitude that is weird and fiery. they also love you like a lighthouse sometimes, so strong they cut the storm like lightning.

but the problem is that you might be storm. you might be the thing that needs breaking. what if you are two forces who are desperately, horribly drawn to each other, shaped by the other person's passions, and both good for each other and bad in equal measure.

what if you're both just people, and you're no saint neither.

just cut them off! swallowing the saltwater, you catch yourself in the mirror. you've been shaking more than usual. there's an ache in you that is oblique, loud, impossible to soothe. is this what it looks like? when life is "easier"?

your mouth will always have a hole, is the thing, if you remove the tooth.

[kombuuuu]

Miles 42 headcanons?

no one asked but i’ll deliver !!

Miles!42 x Fem!Reader random headcanons

also a lot of snippets :)

You/Reader: Blue

Miles Morales: Purple

Mama Rio/Rio Morales: Pink

Uncle Aaron/Aaron Morales: Orange

Random/stranger: Black

—

gift giving love language duhhh

Will have you walk with him through malls and whatever you look at for a second too long he buys

You don’t catch on until you’re both eating at a nice restaurant, absentmindedly staring at some plant when a lull in conversation happens.

He purchases the plant.

“Fuck you mean I can’t buy it?”

“Sir, the plants aren’t for sale, this is a dining establishment.”

“Establish the fact I’m gettin’ that plant.”

“Sir—“

50 bucks down and a plant 🆙

He will damn right die if you refuse him. He’ll get all grumpy and pouty when you say he should save for a house, not for you.

convinced you just get shy when bought things (you do).

is even more motivated to buy things

“Miles, baby, you need to save up. Not spend on me!”

“This would look so good on you, Ma.”

“Are you listening??”

“Fuck, and this.”

“Oh my god.”

gets so jealous it’s unbelievable

but only when someone goes too far with you

it’s like 1–100 real quick

he’s not usually the prowling type (ha)

but when someone pushes the line he loses his shit

other than that he’s a supportive bbg all the way

“Wanna go home with me, butterface?”

“Fuck you just say?”

“Nothing homie just get outta here.”

“Say that shit again ‘homie’.”

“Chill the fuck out. Let the lady speak for herself.”

“I’ll fucking speak for my girl all I want, homeboy.”

maybe got a liiiiittle bit of an anger issue

guy went home with a broken nose and a missing tooth

better hope he can afford fill ins

he would never get mad at you though

he gets frustrated you don’t listen sometimes, but it’s never to the point of anger

feel like he has the patience of a fucking SAINT

calm and collected baby u know the deal

“Mami, we gonna have a problem?”

“”

“Didn’t think so.”

a SWEETHEART at times

stand by him being raised right

mama rio taught him to be a romantic

wanted him to take after his dad

so flowers and gifts and chocolates

followed by lovin of any kind

probably a baby for affection but doesn’t show it

so when you get all emotional about being gifted roses for the first time

and hug him and smother him

give him stupid little kisses all over

he’s fainting

poor boy doesn’t know love like u show him

“Baby, are these for me?”

“Yeah, Chiquita. They okay?”

“Wh… They’re perfect.”

“Are you cryin’? I can return ‘em.”

“No! No, no, don’t do that.

I love them, C’mere.”

when you guys get rlly comfortable, like a year and some dating, he ends up getting more chatty

willingly talking w you for hours

feels like you’re the only person he can rlly do that with

rambles so rarely that you kind of just sit in awe when it happens

doesn’t catch himself until he’s trying to name your future kids

“I’ll marry you one day, we’ll have like two, three kids. Get all nice an cozy.

You want a boy or girl? I kinda want both. Definitely not girl first, never having a girl without a brother to protect ‘er.

You’d be such a good Mami.

What’d you wan’ name ‘em? I have a few ideas—“

“..”

“But you could choose the girl cause I don’t know any pretty names. And i’ll choose—“

“..”

“..”

“You gon’ let me keep goin?”

“I love your voice.”

“Tranquila, mami.”

Takes you to every family event he ever has

sits you regularly with Rio and Aaron

they insist you call them uncle and ma

you do, obviously

miles doesn’t need to meet your family if you don’t want him to, but if he ever does he’s totally suave with them

like weirdly smooth

able to get on ur carers good side quick

when you meet his extended family they’re just as loving

his whole family is this bright dash of colour

and you fit right the fuck in

“¡Oh, hija estás preciosa!”

“Dice la estrella de la fiesta!”

“You flatter me, Hija.”

“Miles, come get your girl.”

“You look nice too, Uncle Aaron.”

“..Thanks, kid.”

“Hey Mami, havin’ fun?”

“Aight, I’m out.”

when you find out he’s the prowler you’re not really shocked

he’s hella nervous to tell you and kinda puts it off for a while

as long as you’re not in harms way, nothin matters, yeah?

no

the guilt eats him alive

he’s already lost so much, if he doesn’t do things right with you, then loses you too

he’d probably lose himself

so he tells you

“The Prowler?”

“Yeah.”

“The.. Panther guy I keep seeing on the news-?”

“Mm.”

“Miles are you—

..—Are you killing people?”

“Mami, it’s not like that—“

“oh my god.”

“These men— I kill,”

“Oh my god, oh my god.”

“,They’re bad, you understand.”

“Miles..”

“[Name]. Do you understand?”

“Yeah.. Yeah I understand.”

“You can’t tell anyone.”

“I won’t.”

“…”

“Are you mad.”

“I’m not happy.”

“Okay.”

you’re kind of devastated he’s killing people

but you eventually get it

like it takes a while

say a month or so

but you forgive quick

i mean, who knows what those men are doing, right?

(ur delulu but it’s ok)

he lets you have your space but talking with mama rio when she realises your absence knocks some sense into him

mans is going to GROVEL

he will fucking beg on his damn knees

knocks on your door and is already kneeling

will plead with you to come back to him

like i said a whole ass romantic

you know what’s romantic? a man who can get on his knees

he will suffocate you in gifts and affection

oh you like (insert sanrio esc character) ? look over there at that lifesize plushie woahhhh wonder who that’s forrrrrr

“Hello?”

“Mami, don’t close the door.”

“Miles, go home.”

“And please stop kneeling, the floor is dirty.”

“I’m not leaving ‘til you hear me out.”

looooong sigh

“Okay, fine— whatever, come inside. You have two minutes.”

“God, I missed you. You’re so beautiful Chiquita.”

“Three minutes.”

You talk it out easy, he’s a real smooth talker when he wants to be

“Okay Miles, I’ll see you tomorrow yeah?”

“Yeah, Ma. See you soon.”

“Wh—.. What is that?”

“Ohhh…”

“Why the fuck is it so big?”

“It said “Life Size” on the site? I was thinking like two feet tall.”

“You bought that?”

“Yeah.. I was thinkin’ you wouldn’t let me in. Would have to bribe you.”

“…That’s really cute.”

Annnnnd that’s all i can come up with i’ll probably do more later :P

[dyns33]

Obvious

Most of the time I see him as the cool silly big bro, but I love Deadpool, so here's a long Deadpool x female reader.

Normally nothing destined Y/N to meet Wade Wilson.

A normal life, without enemies, without superpowers, without contracts on her head. She didn't fight, respected the law (at least for the most serious and important things) and she considered herself to be a good person.

The first time she had passed Saint Agnes Orphanage, she hadn't really paid it much attention. The second time, she found it a little strange that an orphanage was in this part of the city, which was not really made for children.

Then one evening, when she had had a bad day, she realized that it was a bar and she decided to go in for a drink.

Since she thought an orphanage was strange in that place, she might have thought it was odd for a bar to have such a name. She could also have been scared when she saw the other customers, who all turned towards her, indicating that she might not be welcome.

But Y/N was tired, and she just wanted a drink before going home, so she smiled politely as she sat down at the counter.

The waiter frowned, but he agreed to serve her with a shrug, muttering that as long as she was an adult, it wasn't his problem.

A tall, bald, tattooed guy then approached her, putting a hand on her arm without worrying about her private space, asking her if she wanted to follow him home.

"… No thanks."

“Come on, don’t be a slut.”

"Please."

“Come with me, you stupid bitch.”

"Now, that's really not very nice. The lady said no, a gentleman should know it's time to leave. But no Hector, not only are you insisting, but you're being rude."

"Fuck you, Wade, don't get involved in this !"

The waiter continued to mumble about cleaning, while this Wade guy smashed Hector's head against the counter. A tooth even flew close to Y/N’s face.

That might have been enough to scare her completely. In addition to the surge of violence that was happening right next to her, there was the red suit, the katanas and other guns, which could make you want to flee as quickly as possible.

But when he finished kicking Hector's ass, Wade turned to her, and despite the mask, it was obvious that he was smiling, extending a hand towards her.

"Miss, my apologies for that boor. He knows nothing of good manners."

"… Thank you."

"You're very welcome, lovely angel ! Wade Wilson, Deadpool, Merc with a mouth, at your service ! Oh, he spilled your drink… Bad Hector ! Or was it me ? Maybe it was me. Weasel, the same for the little lady, on my note !”

“You already owe me a fortune.”

“I will kill whoever you want for free !”

“I thought you didn’t kill anymore.”

"Ah yes… I'll suck you for free !"

“Here you go, two drinks, just shup up Wade.”

In the end, Wade was a bit special, but not evil. He stayed with her, partly because he loved having someone to talk to, but also to make sure no one else was going to bother her again.

And he talked a lot. Everything he said didn't always make sense, he even seemed to be talking to himself sometimes, but he was funny. It seemed to please him that Y/N laughed at his jokes. Behind the counter, Weasel was still muttering that she was doing something silly.

Among the long tirade he delivered that evening, she understood that Wade had not had an easy life. That he had done some things that could make him a criminal, but he had been trying to improve for some time.

"Colossus already wanted me to become an X-men but it wasn't for me. Wait, there are X-men in this universe ? I do not know anymore. Anyway, there's Spidey and Devy. No, he's right, this nickname isn't great, Devil. Like Daredevil. They want us to be Team Red, but only if I stop unliving people. It's not fair because they're friends with Frank, and Frank keeps unliving people, but he lost his wife and his kids, so I guess he has more sympathy points than me."

"I don't understand everything, but I guess Spidey is Spiderman ?"

"Yes ! He's super cool ! And his ass ! People confuse us sometimes, it annoys me, but it's a bit of a compliment. He's my role model."

Like a true superhero, Deadpool insisted on taking her home. He was terribly honest, saying that he could leave her a few blocks away, but that was useless, because as a former mercenary, he was very good at stalking people and he could find her address without difficulty, even if he only had her name.

"Which I wouldn't do ! Normally. I might want to see you again, and ask Weasel to find your number, but I know myself, I'll put it in my phone, and I'll hesitate for weeks, then I'll send a lousy message, you'll be scared, you'll block me, I'll be ashamed and I'll shoot myself in the head because I'm a moron."

“I can give you my number.”

"And I… Huh ? Huh ?! For real ?!" exclaimed Wade, jumping like a child on Christmas Day.

Wade called her right away, specifying that it was not to verify that she was giving him a false number but a little. Despite the mask, his face showed surprise when he saw that she hadn't lied.

"I should put a bullet in my head to make sure I'm not dreaming."

“You wouldn’t wake up.”

“Baby girl, we only just met, there are a lot of things you don’t know about me.”

When Deadpool talked about shooting himself, he meant it literally. It often happened that he died, either because of an enemy, an accident, or by his own hand. But he always came back. A gift like a curse.

They became friends. It was obvious, and quite sad, that Wade didn't have many friends.

Most people around him couldn't stand him or were afraid of him. It was true that he could be quite unpredictable, especially when he got lost in his discussions with the boxes, or an imaginary audience. But he was never mean.

Weasel was more of a collaborator, Al was forced to accommodate him, and the other heroes, unable to get rid of him, tried to make him a nice guy.

And he was really nice. Crazy but adorable, funny and wanting to do well.

Very quickly, Y/N started to have a crush, and even more. Even after seeing him without a mask. He never took it off completely to eat, repeating that he didn't want her to lose her appetite or feel like throwing up.

But after landing in a trash can after a fight, and forgetting that he had invited her to watch Princess Bride, Y/N had seen him. Yes, his scars were a bit impressive, but they weren't that bad.

With an embarrassed smile, he waved his hand while remaining frozen near the entrance.

"… I can move if you want to run away. I won't follow you. I may look like Frankenstein's monster, but I only pursue young girls who ask me to. Or who deserve it. Because criminals have no gender, I don't discriminate."

“I brought popcorn.” was her only reaction.

"... Oh. Sweet ? Salty ? Caramel ? Al must have beer somewhere, hidden with the cocaine."

After that, he was a little less afraid to show his face, even though it was obvious he wasn't comfortable. It wasn't easy to reassure him, repeating that she didn't care about his appearance.

Y/N didn’t remember how they ended up having this conversation. The only thing she knew was that she was pressed against him, laughing, when she had innocently said it would be fun if they went out together.

This made Wade laugh, but a very serious laugh, leaving no chance and hitting where it hurt.

"You and me ? Ah ! No chance."

"Why ?"

"It's obvious."

A simple little sentence could sometimes do a lot of damage. Too busy making fun of the characters on the screen, Wade didn't see Y/N's look of sadness, just as he didn't feel her body stiffen.

Still, she should have expected this response. Of course it was obvious that they had nothing to do together. Deadpool was a super hero (in training), he was tall, muscular, funny, rich.

She had seen photos of his deceased ex, Vanessa. She had observed him flirting with beautiful women and men before. It was already fortunate that she was only friends with him.

So Y/N swallowed her pride, accepting the obvious, and not talking about the subject again.

But it was hard, because the more time passed, the stronger the feelings became.

It was even harder when Wade entered his depressive phases. He kept putting himself down, insulting himself and accepting insults from the boxes in his head. It took a lot of patience and perseverance to get him to put down his gun.

"Anyway, I'll come back later. Bad luck for the world. People would be happier if I wasn't here anymore. Maybe they'll miss me a little, for a few minutes."

“I would miss you, Wade.”

"Yeah… You say that because you're adorable, baby girl. But you'd be better off without me too. I'm a real drag."

“You saved me the first time we met.”

"And since then you think you owe me a debt. You know, every time we're in the street, the others look at me and they're afraid. If I wasn't there, you could be with them. You could have lots of friends.”

"I don't want lots of friends, Wade." Y/N sighed, taking him into her arms. “I’m glad we’re friends.”

“Oh, sweetie pie, me too !”

It was rarer for them to find themselves in the opposite situation. Not because Deadpool wasn't capable of empathy, but because she didn't like talking about her problems, preferring to keep everything to herself and cry out of sight.

Unfortunately, she had made the decision to become friends with a former mercenary who loved to jump from roof to roof, only to come visit without warning by tapping on the window.

Y/N had no time to hide her tears, holding back a sob as her eyes met those of Wade, who had stopped mid-movement, fist raised against his window.

He didn't hesitate before entering, terribly serious.

"Who ? Who did this ?"

“Wade…”

"Who made my baby girl cry ? I want a name. Spidey and Dev will understand. Yellow wants decapitation, White wants emasculation. Tell me who."

"It's really not necessary. It's not important."

“It’s important if you cry.” Deadpool growled as he looked around the apartment for clues.

Once he had an idea in his head, it was almost impossible to divert his attention. If it wasn't so important, it was possible with food or talking about Spiderman's butt. But this time he considered it very important.

Tired, Y/N thought that all she had to do was say that it was just a ridiculous heartbreak for him to calm down. He had no reason to kill someone just because they didn't love her back.

This actually seemed to calm him down a bit, as he patted his cheeks with his hands in a dramatic gesture.

"What ?! Someone doesn't love you ?! Someone doesn't like my sweet little angel ? Are they crazy or stupid. You deserve the best !"

"Actually… He's the one who's too good for me."

"Bullshit ! The important thing is love ! If a woman can marry a space duck, then everyone can be together, as long as it's legal and consensual !"

"… What ? No, wait, it doesn't matter. Wade, please forget it."

"A name. Let me prove to you that this fool doesn't deserve you, and not the other way around !"

"No."

"A name !"

"You ! It's you !"

For the first time since they met, Wade was silent for more than a minute, staring at her like he wasn't sure she was real. He often had hallucinations, so this happened to him.

Then he muttered incomprehensible things, probably speaking with his boxes to check that he had heard what she had just said.

"… Me ? As in, me ?"

“I know what you’re going to say.” Y/N sighed, wanting to disappear. "You've already said it, it's obvious that we're not meant to be together. You're charismatic, and strong, and funny, with powers. You save people, you have an extraordinary life, while I… I am me."

"… Baby girl. Do you have a fever ? Did you lose a bet ? Because… You saw me without a mask. You know I'm crazy and dangerous. There are several bounties on my head, I've unlived more people than the population of New York, and my favorite movie is Zoolander 2. When I said it was obvious… I meant that you were too good for me."

There had been a misunderstanding, each being convinced that the other could never want the other, because they were too different. But even though he was special, with skin problems and an inability to concentrate for more than ten minutes, Wade was much better than a space duck.

However, while she was sure of what she wanted, he hadn't clearly said what he expected next.

"I mean, if you just want to be friends, I'll understand."

"You can't tease me like that and then break my heart. Don't play with me, woman !"

“Wade…” Y/N sneered, as he gesticulated like a degenerate, declaiming his great love for her and her smile, the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

Taking advantage of his inattention, she approached him, until he froze when he felt her hands on his mask.

With a look, she asked him if she could take it off, and as he didn't move to stop her, she took it off first up to his nose, before hesitating.

Y/N didn’t want to make him uncomfortable, but she also didn’t want him to think that she didn’t want to see him if she didn’t go further. So she took out the whole mask, she observed Wade, smiling before kissing him.

"… Don't take what comes next as a bad thing." he whispered as their lips parted.

"What ?"

"I'm going to have a heart attack…"

As always, Y/N thought he was joking at first, until he collapsed in front of her, looking delighted even though his heart had stopped beating. Fortunately she was used to seeing him die, even if it was still a little traumatic.

It took almost an hour for him to wake up. Y/N had time to take a shower and make herself some tea, sitting on the couch to wait.

"Shit !" he shouted as he opened his eyes, looking around the apartment before looking at her. “Did we kiss ?”

“Yes and you died.”

"It's weird. Normally you go to heaven after you die, not before. But I probably don't have enough superhero points for heaven yet, so the other option is that I became totally crazy."

“Wade…”

"I know, White and Yellow would have told me. They're already saying that all the time, but they would have insisted, especially for me to escape from the asylum. It's no fun fighting with fake people and hippos. Was I dead long ?"

“No, a little over half an hour.”

"And you stayed with me, it's so cute. Nurse Y/N. No, Doctor Y/N, and I'll be Nurse Wilson. Oh, Doctor Y/N, I made a mistake in the dosage of a patient, I'm a bad nurse, punish me."

"… Let's see Nurse Wilson, we're in the middle of an intervention, calm down."

"Uh oh ! You're playing along !" Wade exclaimed, pouting from the ground. "I didn't expect that ! Wait, I need a blonde wig, and a white dress. You'll see, I look super sexy in a dress. Wait, we do this now or it's quick and we should have a date first ?'

“I wouldn’t say no to a date.”

"I see the genre, like in novellas. Doctor Y/N takes me to the restaurant to talk about my future promotion, but in fact, you are going to admit to me that I am pregnant with you, before I even enter your bed !"

“As long as you’re in my bed before the hundredth episode.”

“UH !”

The small, high-pitched cry of pleasure preceded a second cardiac arrest, Deadpool's mind imagining Y/N and him in a bed, with a stetoscope.

When she asked him if he was going to have a heart attack every time, he told her that he would probably die for good the day he saw her naked, or that they made love for the first time.

But Wade was a gentleman, he ate lots of vegetables, exercised, and begged Daredevil to teach him meditation techniques.

So he had the courtesy of having the next heart attack only after they were finished, and in the toilet. And every time after that they were together, Wade would go out of his way to just get a nosebleed.

Especially on Weasel's counter, telling him everything they had done or almost everything, which annoyed the poor waiter a lot, even if he knew that it would happened from the start, the moment he saw Deadpool with Y/N.

[maraschinomerry]

You and Me

Pairings: George Karim x gn!reader

Summary: five times George didn't know he had a crush on you, and one time he did

Content: fluff, first kiss, canon-typical danger

A/N: I've been working on this for ages and am so relieved it's finally done! A lot less angsty than most of my stuff, just tooth-rottingly sweet for a change 💕

Word count: 3.2k

Taglist: @neewtmas @marinalor @ettadear

5.

George hovered in your doorway. You'd left it ajar, your secret signal to each other that you were up for company, but it was almost 2am and he'd never visited this late.

"Hey Georgie," your voice whispered from the dim lamplight within. "Couldn't sleep?"

He shook his head before realising he couldn't actually see you and there was a chance you couldn't see him either. "No, I, uh… no."

Suddenly your head popped up from behind your bed, blinking groggily, and you waved him over. He pulled the door shut behind him.

"How did you know I was there?"

"Because I know you, silly," you elbowed him playfully as he sank to the ground beside you, your backs resting against the bed. You tried to ignore how scratchy the sheets were against your neck.

You'd both joined Fittes about the same time, and as the two newbies and joint youngest you quickly became inseparable. Everyone else was alright, you were a team after all, but between the elitist mindset and regulation living quarters the place never really felt like home. It had quickly become apparent that 'home' for both of you was each other, and now nearly 6 months in you spent most of your free time in one of your rooms or tucked away in a corner of the British Archives. Much like tonight, shoulder to shoulder in the soft orange glow.

You sat in companionable silence for a while, occasionally being pulled from your thoughts when your fingers would brush his and it felt like a spark ran up the whole length of your arm.

Eventually, George spoke. "Do you ever think about leaving?"

You turned to him with a frown. "Leaving Fittes? Duh."

"Fittes, London, agents' work, all of it!" His voice held a hint of the animation it did when he was telling you about a particularly exciting artifact, but there was something sombre about it tonight too.

"I mean, yeah," you considered, "but it's not that simple. Wherever we go, the Problem will follow. And we had a plan, Georgie."

A month after you'd joined, the first time George had been in your room, the two of you had made a contract. Pass your Grade Four, leave Fittes, establish your own agency, become the best in London (in England, even) and have your weaselly team leader Brookes begging you to come back or better yet hire him. But you wouldn't, because you wouldn't need him. It would be you and your rapier, George and his research, against the world. You and him.

"You and me," George murmured. You smiled warmly at him, draping and arm around his shoulder and pulling him close.

Something shifted deep in his chest.

Oh.

4.

It had been the worst year of your life.

Your best and perhaps only friend in the whole world had been fired, sent packing in the middle of the night with no chance to leave you a contact number or tell you where he was going. When you found out the next morning, Brookes had had to give you the rest of the day off because you couldn't stop crying long enough to achieve anything. How could you focus on training when a piece of your soul had been torn from you?

It only got worse from there. You were sidelined for countless opportunities, used as bait like you were nothing, and to top it all off you were reassigned to the team of one Quill Kipps, who you thought made Brookes look like a saint.

One day, in late summer, you reached your limit.

You quit.

"Where will you go?" Kipps had asked. You wanted to think he was mocking you, telling you that nowhere would accept some Fittes reject, but truth be told he was genuinely concerned.

You didn't know the answer to his question, but you refused to stay for a day longer. Measly bag of belongings and rapier in tow, you made your way round London to every agency you could think of. No luck. This was such a bad idea. George would be horrified by your lack of planning.

Not for the first time, you wondered where your friend had ended up. Maybe he'd gone north. Maybe he'd opened his own agency. Maybe he'd given it all up like he said. Surely he wasn't still in London. He'd have looked for you, right? Right?

You flopped dejectedly onto a bench in Hyde Park. It was close to nightfall, and you'd need to find somewhere to stay. A newspaper lay abandoned beside you, half falling through the gap in the wood. You thumbed through it to the ads section, hoping to find a boarding house or even a late-night pub.

Your eyes lit up.

"A.J. Lockwood & Co. Prestigious agency hiring junior agent. 35 Portland Row."

With trembling hands you tore the advert from the paper and tossed the rest aside, sprinting for the nearest taxi rank.

The door to 35 Portland Row was opened by a tall boy with dark hair and equally dark circles under his eyes.

"Hello, I'm looking for Mr Lockwood."

He offered you a smile. "That would be me. How can I help?"

You hesitated. He barely looked older than you, let alone old enough to be the head of a prestigious agency. Then again, you had no other prospects and nowhere to go. You inhaled, preparing yourself.

"I'm here about the job." You held up the newspaper cutting with a slightly trembling hand.

"Splendid!" His smile widened. With a flourish, he gestured for you to step inside and guided you through the door on the right into an eclectic living room. "Have a seat, my colleague has just gone to brew a fresh pot of tea if you're interested?" You nodded. It had been such a busy day you hadn't even realised you'd skipped lunch and your mouth was dry as a bone.

While you waited, you dug out your hastily constructed CV and handed it to Lockwood, who skimmed over it with interest. As he turned the page, a door behind you creaked open and he lowered the paper as he looked up.

"Ah, perfect timing. Another candidate, thought I'd wait until you got back," Lockwood explained to the mystery figure as they moved around the edge of the sofa, before he turned to you. "Allow me to introduce my colleague-"

You barely registered what he was saying. Your focus was entirely taken up by the curly haired, bespectacled boy holding the tea tray.

"Georgie."

The tray clattered unceremoniously onto the coffee table, and before Lockwood could register what was happening you were on your feet, being tackled into a bear hug that almost knocked George's glasses straight off his nose. Your arms wrapped around his waist as you buried your head into his shoulder, tears already formed and soaking into his orange plaid shirt. Lockwood watched in fascination as his friend, who had well established in his year with the company that he did not enjoy physical contact, scrunched his eyes shut and brought his free hand (the one that wasn't gripping your shoulder like a lifeline) up to tangle in your hair.

"Hey, you," he murmured into the top of your head, blinking back tears of his own.

"You two know each other." It was more of a statement than a question from Lockwood, who you had quite forgotten was still in the room. Blushing, you extricated yourself from George's embrace, and felt your pulse skip when the hand that loosened from your shoulder trailed down to link with yours.

"We were together at Fittes," George stated. He must have told Lockwood about your time together, because the other boy just smirked knowingly.

"Very well then, I suppose we can dispense with the tests, if George will vouch for you?" He looked to George, who nodded so hard he thought his head might fall off. "Welcome to Lockwood and Co. Do please have a biscuit."

3.

"George?! George!" you yelled, voice hoarse with dust and nerves.

You'd been fleeing the basement of a decrepit haunted house when, with a sickening crack, the bottom half of the rickety wooden staircase collapsed right behind you. George had pushed you to leave first. He'd been right behind you. On those steps.

You crouched at the edge of the shaft, terrified of what you were about to see. Your mind filled with visions of your best friend, laying prone or ghost-touched on the cold concrete below. Relief and adrenaline flooded your veins when you saw him, from the chest up, clinging to the remaining steps and legs dangling above the debris. Lockwood and Lucy, the newest member of the agency, were nowhere to be seen, but the ripple of a reforming Type Two behind George was all too noticeable. Bracing yourself as best you could, you reached down and gripped him by the forearms. You weren't sure you could lift him alone, but as soon as his knees cleared the now-bottom step he was able to scrabble his way onto his feet. He scampered up the remaining steps and slammed the hatch closed with an echoing finality.

Your hands were on him immediately - brushing hair from his eyes, turning his head side to side, adjusting his glasses, running down his arms and across his torso, anywhere you could think of to check for injuries.

George was perfectly unharmed, he knew. Nothing more than a couple of splinters embedded in his T-shirt and a slight lack of breath from where his chest had slammed into the step. But he said nothing, more than content to let the accident disguise the real reason for the quickening of his breath as you worked your fingers across almost every inch of him. As they came to rest on his chest, he prayed you would think his racing heartbeat was just from the narrow escape, his flushed face just from exertion. This really wasn't professional, any other agency would have him on a disciplinary, but he was too far gone to care. Still, probably best if Lockwood didn't find out. He wouldn't be mad, of course, but he would be so smug.

2.

You woke up in a cold sweat, barely even aware of where you were. Weeks had passed since the Bone Glass was destroyed, but you were still plagued with nightmares. Sometimes it was Lucy, hanging unconscious from the Skull. Sometimes it was Lockwood, bleeding out on the catafalque. Mostly it was George, in any number of horrifying scenarios. Tonight, you'd watched rigidly, unable to move to help no matter how much you yelled at your dream self to save him, as Joplin pressed her knife closer and closer to his throat. His echoing cry as the blade dug into his skin had flung you awake with a jolt.

A gentle tap at your door pulled you back to reality.

"Yeah?" you called, voice catching.

The sight of a familiar mop of curls, attached to a very much alive George, began to soothe your speeding heartbeat.

"Hey, is everything okay? I thought I heard you scream." Oh my god. How were you supposed to explain that away? Lockwood and Lucy were away on a case, you two were the only ones in the house and it definitely hadn't been him imagining things.

"I'm fine," you said with a smile that didn't reach your eyes.

Falteringly, George stepped further into your room as though there was an invisible barrier he wasn't sure whether to cross. "Are you sure? You don't seem fine. You're shaking." You'd dropped your gaze lest he scrutinise it, so you hadn't seen how close he'd come until he was on his knees in front of you, reaching for your trembling hands. When you didn't pull away, he took them ever so gently, grounding you. You bit back a sob. "Hey, hey," his voice softened further, "I've got you." He moved to sit next to you on the bed, bringing the hand nearest to you up to rub circles into your back.

"I'm sorry," you mumbled between sobs, "I didn't mean to wake you. It was just a stupid nightmare."

The hand left your back, then it was on your cheek, turning you to him. His thumb brushed away your tears.

"Listen to me, (name). You have nothing to be sorry for, you understand? I know what it's like, I get nightmares too sometimes and they feel so real, so don't dismiss it as stupid. And I hate the thought of you suffering in silence. You're the most important person to me, I'd do anything for you, so please let me?" He had no idea where the words came from, but he meant every single one. You nodded, still teary-eyed, and he opened his arm out to allow you to curl into his side.

It was impossible to tell how long you sat like that, but eventually your eyelids began to droop. George noticed and gently manoeuvred you to lie down, drawing the sheets up over you. You gave little protest, too exhausted to mind, until he made to move away, when he felt his hand tugged back.

"Wait." You looked up at him, a blush painting your cheeks. "Will you stay? Please?"

He gave you one of those laughs he only seemed to do around you, more of a sharp exhale through his nose accompanied by fond eyes and a soft smile. "What did I just say? I'd do anything for you." You felt the mattress shift as he settled onto the other side, keeping a respectful distance but making sure you could still feel his presence. At last, you drifted off, knowing he was there.

1.

"You look rough," Lockwood commented when George slouched into the kitchen the next morning. George wanted to bite back that he didn't look much better, hair a mess and eye bags deeper than ever, but he'd only just got back from the case with Lucy so he had a reason to be tired.

"Didn't get much sleep," George muttered, shoving a couple of slices of bread into the toast and clicking the kettle on. Normally he'd start the day with tea or juice, but this time only coffee was going to be strong enough.

Lucy appeared from the basement, looking more dishevelled than Lockwood. A huge smear of dirt coated her cheek and her shirt was torn. She'd heard the conversation. "Are you okay?" She knew George had barely slept for the first few days after the Bone Glass, and his words made her worry he was slipping back into that bad place again.

He realised what she was implying. "Oh, I'm fine. It was (name) who had the nightmare, I just stayed up to make sure they slept okay after it."

Lockwood and Lucy exchanged a glance, fighting to suppress the grins that were beginning to form. George squinted at them.

"That's very chivalrous of you," Lucy said with twitching lips.

"Oh absolutely, you're such a good friend," Lockwood continued. Lucy snorted.

"Well yeah," George frowned, "why are you saying it so weirdly?"

They stared at him like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Because you don't seem to realise how much of a crush you've got on them."

Heat rose in George's cheeks. That was ridiculous; you were his best friend.

"Look," Lucy said gently as she settled at the table, "would you come and check on me if you heard I was having a nightmare?"

"Of course. I've done it for Lockwood before too." He'd visited the other boy's room so many times during his first few months in Portland Row.

"But did you stay up all night with me? And I'm guessing you weren't on their desk chair." Lockwood raised an eyebrow.

George opened his mouth and closed it again. They were mad, they had to be. Sure, he wanted to keep you in his life forever now he'd found you again, but the same could be said of the other members of the agency. As for the need for physical contact, the butterflies it created in his stomach, the way a single smile from you could fix even the worst days, that was just… oh hell.

0.

George felt like he was in shock. All this time, all those funny little feelings he had around you, it was a crush. He could have been with you all this time if only he'd realised. Wait. That was assuming you liked him back, and surely you'd have said something, right? So there was no way you felt the same. But Lockwood and Lucy knew him so well, they would never have brought it up if they didn't think there was more to it. If they didn't know. God, this was complicated.

"Penny for your thoughts?"

Your voice in the doorway made George jump. How long had you been standing there? How long had he been lost in thoughts of you, of finally telling you how he felt now he had the words?

"Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you," you apologised sweetly as you moved to join him on his bed. "It just looked like you were thinking about something very serious, is it anything I can help with?" Yes, it absolutely was. You had no idea how much it was.

"I'm an idiot," he blurted.

You frowned, placing a hand on his knee and unwittingly sending a burst of electricity through his entire body. "You're not an idiot, Georgie. You're the smartest person I know and I love that about you, don't ever downplay it."

"No, (name)," he turned to you, gaze intense and bursting with emotion, "I am. I've been in love with you from the very beginning and it took Lockwood and Lucy intervening for me to realise." He could barely look at you now, terrified of what he might see - confusion, disgust, pity, disappointment. It wasn't how he'd planned on telling you, either. It was supposed to be so much more romantic, but he'd wasted this much time figuring it out that he couldn't bare to waste a second longer waiting for the right moment to come along. "I don't expect you to reciprocate, and it doesn't have to change things, I just wanted you to know."

Whatever reaction he was expecting, a laugh was not it. The sound was light and pure, like wind chimes in a summer breeze. "You are an idiot… for thinking there was any chance I wouldn't feel the same."

The spark from your hand on his knee reached his chest, igniting the fireworks he'd been storing safely in his heart. Colours, beautiful colours, burst before him: the rich centre of your irises, the highlights of the sun on your hair, the flush of your cheeks, the rose of your lips. Your lips.

"Can I kiss you?" he asked quietly.

"I'd be an idiot if I said no," you laughed again as you wound an arm around his waist, pulling him closer and bringing your lips to his. The lingering scent of lavender and old books blended with the taste of tea and biscuits to create a sensation that you knew was completely unique. 'You and me', you'd agreed. And here you were, you and him. You kissed him deeper, relishing in the taste. George tasted just like you'd always imagined he would. Like home.

[slutdge]

101 sludge metal band recommendations

'cause all I ever see is people talking about the same 5 sludge bands on tumblr, I thought I’d make a list of some lesser-known/underrated stuff.

tried to include a little description/synopsis for most of them so you can decide if it might be for you or not and a link to one of their releases for you to check out because its a very long list. I’ve compiled everything here into a youtube playlist if you’d prefer to listen that way.

Black Market Ministry - harsh, raw and dark, if you like Eyehategod and Buzzov•en you should have a good time with them.

Drip - features members of Eyehategod, if you like Eyehategod you’ll probably like this

Grim Earth - almost powerviolece-y, newer band but reminiscent of old school sludge

Gloomy Sunday - almost like a mix of Electric Wizard, Crowbar and Eyehategod

Leak - I’d recommend them if you’re a fan of Acid Bath and Alice In Chains

13 - One of Liz Buckingham’s bands before she joined Electric Wizard, grim, grating, everything sludge should be.

Christbait - if you like Fudge Tunnel’s Hate Songs in E Minor definitely give them a try

Aragorn - sludgey death metal, good if you like Edge of Sanity

Leechmilk - if you like Buzzov•en you’ll probably dig them

Christworm - blackened sludge, check them out if you like Haarp

Sourvein - check them out if you like Electric Wizard, one of my absolute favorite bands on this list

Creep Diets - aggressive and grim, good if you like Fudge Tunnel and Eyehategod

Factor 8 - sludge with groove metal elements

Outlaw Order - features members of Eyehategod and sounds similar

Drained - good if you like Stressball and Crowbar

God’s Iron Tooth - good if you like Infant Slug and Eyehategod

Scumchrist - good if you like Eyehategod and Superjoint

Charger - good if you like 16

Graveslime - good if you like Eyehategod

Dugdemona - check them out if you like Acid Bath

Gnasch - sludge with hints of death and black metal

Hawg Jaw - features members of Eyehategod and Soilent Green, if you like those bands you should like them

Slugs - Crowbar before they were called Crowbar

Never - face-ripping raw sludge, features members of Eyehategod and 13

Fistula - good if you like Eyehategod

Golgotha - Acid Bath before they were called Acid Bath, a few of their songs ended up making it onto When The Kite String Pops

Infant Slug - old school sludge-death 

Shrüm - cool industrial-sludge band, features Audie Pitre of Acid Bath

Four Days To Burn - good if you like Eyehategod

Ordeal - good if you like Infant Slug and Haarp

Frogskin - good if you like Haarp

Bottom Feeder - good if you like Eyehategod

Woorms - commonly criticized for being a Melvins ripoff and I can’t really argue with that, but they’re still good

Grief - more grim and miserable old school sludge

Dyevyat Gram 

Abuse - sludge with some death metal elements

A Horse Called War - good if you like Eyehategod and Leechmilk

Axehandle - good if you like Outlaw Order

Toadliquor - despairing and gloomy sludge, a little similar to Eyehategod’s really early stuff

Big Frank - good if you like Down and Crowbar

Choke - sludge with groove metal elements

Haarp - sludge with black and death metal

Eternal Witch 

Lord By Fire - good if you like Eyehategod

Greenmachine

Stressball

Addicted - sludgey death metal

Ghostsmoker - good if you like Thou

Gemini Lounge - good if you like Abuse

Saints of Pain

Rabies Caste 

Brainoil - good if you like Eyehategod

Cavity 

Shallow North Dakota

Goblinsmoker - good if you like Electric Wizard and Thou

Sludgehook

Drug Problem

Slaves of Freedom 

Within Rage

Crone - good if you like Soilent Green and Stressball

Madcastle - sludge with groove metal elements

Third Degree Burnout 

Bowel

Dysphoria

Edible

Baptizer

Another State of Mind

Hobnail

Token Tantrum

Falkirk - good if you like Stressball

Stinky Humans Abuse to Subsist - you’ll definitely like them if you like Eyehategod and Buzzov•en

Demise - sludgey death metal

Marks of Sin - good if you like Infant Slug

Medicine Noose

Deep Tomb

Cower - good if you like Grief

OfHisOwnHand

Mange

Abandon

Love Your Witch - thrashy sludge, good if you like Corrosion Of Conformity

Dead By Dawn

Second To None - 90′s sludgey death metal from Japan

Facedowninshit

Seven Foot Spleen 

Beggar - good if you’re into stuff like Indian Handcrafts/Motherslug/Thou

Sloth 

Guilt Trip - good if you like Soilent Green

Eyehatelucy

Garadama

Wuzor

Porn - good if you like 16

Sea of Deprivation - comparable to Dystopia

Halfway to Gone - good if you like Corrosion Of Conformity

The Bodybag Romance - grindcore-y sludge

Meth Drinker - good if you like Weedeater and Grief

Meth Messiah

Mutual Aid 

Pissbucket - good if you like Black Market Ministry

Evil Cosby

Aaching 

Carkoon - post-metal sludge band, good if you’re looking for something a little more chill

[mafiatsunafish]

So, if you will, you can say that John Soap MacTavish and his older sister Alisa MacTavish can be considered as Bruce Wayne wards.

Initially, the siblings only know of their parent, they lived a peaceful life in the countryside of Scotland. Only them, they had never heard or meet any of their other relatives, saint to their mum’s cousin who they briefly saw one in a blue moon.

Until there was a car accident, a drunk driver and a in responsive brake, the two woke up side by side miraculously alive but now without their parents. Little John woke up and he cried, little Alana tried her best to stay strong for her brother and herself, too.

However, it was not for long, right when they seemed fit to be released from the hospital, there was a man who dressed in an impeccable black suit stood in front of them. John was too young back then to realize who is that man but Alisa can, she knew that was her mum’s cousin.

“I am Bruce, your uncle. Would you like to come with me?”

Alisa knew that she shouldn’t believe a man no more than a stranger to them, a man they barely know anything, a man you just appear right after their parents just gone and offer them to come with him. John looked at her nervously while his hand still grip the hem of her skirt tightly. They didn’t know any other people, they were alone and his eyes were filled with genuine care and worries.

So they come with him.

And just never leave.

(Little did they know, they are the start of Bruce’s adoption problem cause he never stop collecting strays)

Then he brought home kid that he had told them from the circus, Alisa becomes Bruce’s oldest then Richard or Dick and then John.

(Alisa would fight tooth and nails with anyone who dares to touch her baby brothers, but between Dick’s chandeliers swinging and John’s eerie interest in fire, she don’t know who she want to kick first)

(Batman gained his first Robin while the MacTavish stay with at the back with Alfred, learning how to cook, tends wounds and deal with stubborn vigilantes)

Then Jason came home with a defensive face, after Dick stormed his way out of the manor. Alfred, Alisa and John joined force to take care of the tiny Jason. John finally meet another book nerd that he can camp in the manor’s library with and Alfred had another tail, following him around the kitchen.

But then Jason was gone. It shattered the family once again.

(Batman almost lashed)

Dick moved to Bludheaven and Nightwing soared, John determined to go back to England and enlisted then somehow earned the name Soap.

Only Alisa stayed, hoping one day her brothers will come home.

Then a child stalker named Wayne’s neighbour appeared, Tim Drake is a genius baby who has crippling caffeine addiction and fucked up self-preservation sense. Alisa now has her third baby brother who she would definitely bite someone's head off if they dared to touch him.

(Jason is alive, he is alive, he is alive, he is-)

Then come Damian, Damian Wayne, son of the Bat. God, her murdered baby, their family's precious murdered tiny assassin. He came with so much rage and violence, with so many scars and hurt. She has sworn, until her last breath, she will try her damn best to make him feel loved.

Cassandra Cain just materialized from a shadow one day and called Alisa older sister, Alisha was overjoyed when this household finally had another girl. She loves to go shopping with Cass and gossip with the girls, she loves watching Cass gracefully dance and beat the shit out of their brothers and she loves how Cass slowly becomes more human.

And steaming Jesu’ Christ, is that her John dangling on the window edge of that fucking skyscraper?! And what he is doing with that Lieutenant Ghost with all those talking?????

(thanks O for gave her both visual and sound of that particular moment, because, what the fuck?)

(for some reason, there has been sight of Batman and various of Gotham’s vigilantes in Chicago, what’s the bat colony doing there? No one is sure)

(not for shovel talk or threatening government military)

Alisa MacTavish missed her parents but she also loved the family that that one weird uncle brought her through the years.

(Alisa: Bruce, yer have a problem, yer know?

Bruce: hn

Dick: She is right, B. Like Batman is one thing, but collecting kids?

Bruce: hn)

[notanothersongaboutlovebracket]

HIIIII!

Warning! This was a lot of work so sorry for any errors and I do know that many songs could be moved to other categories, but I tried to balance everything and that's why the list looks like that!

No pics yet, but here are songs that:

Automatically go into The Ultimate NOT Another Song About Love Bracket (44 songs):

100 Gecs - I got my tooth removed (aka Dental Work Song)

Ado - Usseewa (aka Shut Up Song)

Bill Wurtz - At The Corner Store (aka Corner Store Song)

Bryant Oden - The Duck Song (aka Prank Song)

Danny Gonzalez - Bag Tho (aka Youtubers Song)

Maxwell Anthony - Aromantic moodboard (aka Aromantic Song)

Joan Jett - Bad Reputation (aka Bad Reputation Song)

Paul McCartney - Band On The Run (aka Band Break-Up Song)

Cavetown - Boys will be bugs (aka Boyhood Song)

ERA - Ameno (aka Dog Latin Song)

The Academic - Not Your Summer (aka Summer Song)

Dropkick Murphys - Rose Tattoo (aka Tattoo Song)

Psychostick - We Ran out of CD Space (aka What if? Song)

The Eagles - Hotel California (aka American Culture Song)

Kero Kero Bonito - It's Bugsnax! (aka Bugsnax Song)

Saint Motel - Honest Feedback (aka Criticism Song)

Rolling Stones - Sympathy For The Devil (aka The Devil Song)

Johnny Manchild and the Poor Bastards - Gestapo (aka Fuck Donald Trump Song)

Owl City - Fireflies (aka Insomnia Song)

Bo Burnham - Welcome to the Internet (aka The Internet Song)

They Might Be Giants - Istanbul (Not Constantinople) (aka Istanbul Song)

Tom Cardy - Hey, I don't work here (aka Sudden Alien Invasion Song)

Lemon Demon - Spiral of Ants (aka Animal Metaphor Song)

Satellite High - The Bus Is Late (Waiting For The Bus In The Rain) (aka Late Bus song)

The Beatles - Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds (aka Lucy Song)

sidney gish - persephone (aka Mispronunciation Song)

Jorge Velosa - La cucharita (aka Spoon Song)

Jhariah - DEBT COLLECTOR (aka Problems Song)

jimmy dean - big bad john (aka Sacrifice Song)

Johnny Cash - Folsom Prison Blues (aka Regret Song)

The Narcissist Cookbook - Sugar In My Coffee (aka Food Metaphor Song)

Echosmith - Cool Kids (aka High School Song)

Car Seat Headrest - It's Only Sex (aka Asexuality Song)

Lemon Demon - Amnesia was her name (aka Amnesia Song)

The Doors - People Are Strange (aka Alienation Song)

Tally Hall - Banana Man (aka Food Song)

Jessica Law - This is Not a Place of Honour (aka Devastation song)

Mermaid Sisters - Galactic mermaid (aka Frustration song)

Pinnochiop - God-ish (aka Modern Culture Critic Song)

Owl City - Peppermint Winter (aka Christmas Song)

Green Day - Longview (aka Boredom Song)

Bastille - Daniel in the Den (aka Betrayal Song)

AsapScience - Periodic Table Song (... you get that one, I think)

Pete Seegar - Oh Freedom (aka Freedom Song)

Are part of Mental issues Song Bracket (8 from 75):

AJJ - Body Terror Song

AJR - Karma

Ashnikko - Panic Attacks in Paradise

awfultune - Redesign

Cg5 - Freak Out

Cg5 and The Living Tombstone - 4get

Chameleon Circuit - Nightmares

Creep-P - Exorcism

Danger Mouse, Daniele Luppe, Jack White - Two Against One

Eden Epinosa - Waiting in the Wings

Eve - Dramaturgy; Literary Nonsense; Tokyo Ghetto; How to Eat Life

Fin Argus - Ship in a bottle

Fish in a Birdcage - Fish in a birdcage

Florence + the machine - free; falling

Gabby Young and Other Animals - In Your Head

grandson - In Over My Head; Despicable; Identity

Green Day - Boulevard of Broken Dreams

Guchiry - Abnormality Dancing Girl

inabakumori - Lagtrain

Jack stauber - Dinner is not over

Jamie Christopherson - Only Thing I Know for Real

Jhariah - Flight of the Crows

Jhariah, Luis Chavez - These 4 Walls

Junie & TheHutFriends - The Consequence Of Imagination Is Fear

Kero KERO boni - toId rather sleep

Lemon Demon - I’ve got some falling to do

MGK - 9 lives

Miracle Musical - Labyrinth

mitski - a burning hill

Neru - Lost One's Weeping

Pale Waves - Noises

Patrick Stump - Explode

Qbomb - Everything is fine

Raghd - Pressure

Rainbow Kitten Surprise - It's Called: Freefall

Red Vox - In the Garden

Shayfer James - Your Father's Son

sidney gish - sin triangle

Simple Plan - Welcome to my life

Sufjan Stevens - I Want to Be Well

syudou - Bitter Choco Decoration

The Arcadian Wild - Tell It Like It Is

The cast of Next to Normal - Wish I were here

the crane wives - hollow moon; nothing at all

The Eagles - Desperado

the mountain goats - up the wolves

The score - Strange

This Could Be On Broadway - Just My Luck

Toh Kay - With Any Sort of Certainty

TUYU - I'm getting on the bus to the other world, see ya!

wilbur soot - since I saw vienna

Will Wood - Marsha, Thankk You for the Dialectics, but I Need You to Leave; BlackBoxWarrior

will wood and the tapeworms - red moon

half alive - What's Wrong

Wowaka - Rolling Girl

The Weakerthans - Plea from a Cat Named Virtute

Cavetown - Home

Marina and the Diamonds - Are You Satisfied?

The Amazing Devil - The Old Witch Sleep and The Good Man Grace

the police - synchronicity ii

Eminem - Stan

Tears For Fears - Mad World

Gary Jules - Mad World

Jessica Darrow - Surface Pressure

Katherine Lynn-Rose - Price of Perfection; Top of my school

Kimya Dawson - Tree Hugger

Are part of War/History Song Bracket (2 from 24):

10000 Maniacs - Gun shy

Don Mclean - The Grave

Dropkick Murphys - Green Fields of France

Sting - The Russians

The Amazing Devil - Elsa's Song

The Cranberries - Zombie

The Mechanisms - Rose Red; Our Boy Jack; No Happy Ending

U2 - Sunday Bloody Sunday

Thirty Seconds to Mars - This is War

Nena - 99 Luftballons

My Chemical Romance - Mama

Bastille - Pompeii

pigwiththefaceofaboy - Complete History of the Soviet Union, Arranged to the Melody of Tetris

the buttress - brutus

Ghost and Pals - Aura

Weezer - The British Are Coming

The Buggles - Video Killed The Radio Star

Jayli Wolf - Child of the Government

Gordon Lightfoot - The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald

Paul Brady - Arthur McBride, or The Recruiting Seargent

Sabaton - The Attack of the Dead Men

Charming Disaster - Radium Girls

Are part of Revenge/Confrontation Song Bracket (4 from 36):

100 Gecs - Sympathy 4 The Grinch

Alice Francis - Shoot Him Down!

The Decemberists - Mariner's Revenge Song

Ryan Scott Oliver - Leave, Luanne

Aviators - Red Water Dreams

Bring Me The Horizon - medicine

Da games - Moving up in the world

Dalton Deschain & the Traveling Show - Devil's Night

Death Note the Musical - Playing His Game

Fish in a Birdcage - Four Aces

grandson - Bury Me Face Down

dead end paranormal park - My Frankenstein

I don’t know how but they found me - Choke

Jeremy Irons - Be Prepared

Jhariah - Whose Eye Is It Anyway???

Miles Luna and Benjamin Zecker - Better Than You

Naethan Apollo - You’re Not Welcome

Nightmare Time - Yellow Jacket

Olivia Olsen and Ashley Tisdale - Busted

Poor Man's Poison - Hell's Coming with Me

Queen - Death on Two Legs

Scene queen - The rapture (but it's pink)

steampianist - black hole

The Crane Wives - Take Me to War

the living tombstone, eliemonty - die in a fire

Vane Lilly - Perfectly Sweet

Warren Zevon - Roland the Headless Thompson Gunner

StarKid (Twisted Musical) - No One Remembers Achmed

Lord Huronthe - World Ender

Lestat the Musical - After All This Time

ponyphonic - the moon rises

Schell Games - I Expect You To Die

Set It Off - Wolf in Sheep's Clothing

Martina McBride - Independence Day

Bruce Springsteen - Death to My Hometown

Gaelic Storm - The Night that I Punched Russel Crowe

Are part of Animal Song Mini Bracket (1 from 12):

DaniwellP - Nyanyanyanyanyanyanya!

Djjack - Pink Elephants on Parade

GWSNRecipe ~ For Simon

Hullabaloo - Mama Llama

Kila - Howls the wolf

Subwolfer - Give that wolf a banana

Nickel Creek - The Fox

Lemon Demon - Jaws

Thurl Ravenscroft - Everybody Wants to Be a Cat

Jonti Picking - Owls

Will Wood - Tomcat Disposables

mewithoutYou - The Fox, The Crow And The Cookie

Are part of Family Song Bracket (4 from 40):

ABBA - Slipping Through my Fingers

AJR - Dear Winter

Alex Benjamin - If We Have Each Other

The Crane Wives - Never Love an Anchor

Belle - Gales of Song

birds of tokyo - my darling, my son

Brotherhood of man - Save your kisses for me

Cat Stevens - Father and son

Clyde Rabatel (from No Straight Roads Soundtrack) - DK West Encounter 3

Conan Gray - Family Line

Daði freyr - Think about things

Evelyn Evelyn - Evelyn Evelyn

Gregory & The Hawk - Boats & Birds

Johnny Cash - Boy Named Sue

Kacey Musgraves - Mother

Kodaline - Brother

lucy dacus - my mother & I

Of monsters and men - King and Lionheart

Starkid - When the World’s at Stake; The Power in Me

Passion Pit - Take a Walk

Phineas and Ferb Cast - Us Against the Universe

Radical Face - Always Gold

Set It Off - Dad's Song

Stromae - Papaoutai

Tayc - Qui

beetlejuice the musical - dead mom

twenty øne piløts - My Blood

MGK - Last November

Jessie Shelton (36 Questions Musical) - Our Word

Sasha Alex Sloan - Older

Marina and the Diamonds - The Family Jewels

Mitski - Class of 2013

The Amazing Devil - Welly Boots

Laura Shigihara - Jump

The Mechanisms - Once and Future King

Vienna Teng - Grandmother Song

Sleeping at last - Heirloom

surfjan stevens - should have known better

Rammstein - Dalai Lama

Are part of Friendship Song Bracket (2 from 28):

ABBA - Chiquitita Ross Lynch - Can't Do it Without You

BB Bean - Two Best Friends

Bears in Trees - Little Cellist

Beetlebug - Overgrown Garden

Catherine Warwick - Bein' Friends

Cavetown - Lemon Boy

Conan Gray - Best Friend

concrete blonde - take me home

harumaki gohan - cobalt memories

Julie and the Phantoms cast - Flying Solo

Kimya Dawson - Loose Lips

Louie Zong and Brian David Gilbert - Breezy Slide

Madison Reyes, Jadah Marie - Main Thing

Peach Pit - Tommys Party

Radical Face - Summer Skeletons

Sea Wolf - Old Friend

Taylor Swift - seven

The Scary Jokes - Friends With You

Toby Fox - His Theme

Varsity - Krissy

Wicked - Defying Gravity

Laufey - Best friend

depeche mode - never let me down again

Ghost Mice - Free Pizza For Life

Taylor Swift and HAIM - No body, no crime

The Chicks - Goodbye Earl

Gang of Youths - Achilles, Come Down

Are part of Crime Song Bracket (2 from 28):

Anthony Warlow - Alive

Jhariah - Knives Are Dangerous, Kid, So Cut the Theatrics!

Creature feature - The art of poisoning

Crooked Still - Wind and Rain/Twa Sisters

Danny Gonzales - I'm gonna kill Santa Claus

Death Grips - Beware

Foster The People - Pumped Up Kicks

Kanannon - The Riddle Solver Who Can't Solve Riddles

KuragePChururira - Chururira Daddadda

Lemon Demon - Sweet Bod

Queen - Bohemian Rhapsody

Sodikken - people eater

steampianisti - feed

Teddy Hyde - Terry's Taxidermy

The Beatles - Maxwell’s Silver Hammer

The Cranberries - The icicle melts

The Garages - Firewalker with me

The Protomen - The Hounds

Tom Lehrer - Poisoning Pigeons in the Park

Warrant - Uncle Tom's Cabin

Yugami-P - Alice human sacrifice

The Stupendium - Fiend Like Me

Eliza Carthy - Mrs Dyer The Baby Farmer

George Ezra - Drawing Board

The Mechanisms - Lucky Sevens

The Crane Wives - Curses

Louis Armstrong - Mack the Knife

Panic! At The Disco - Time to Dance

Are part of Addiction Song Mini Bracket (1 from 12):

AJR - Weak

Linkin Park- Breaking The Habit

SIAMÉS - THE WOLF

Dresden Dolls - My Alcoholic Friends

Eric Clapton - Cocaine

Florence + The Machine - Morning Elvis

Franz Ferdinand - Ulysses

grandson - Overdose; Pain Shopping

Jack Stauber - Coffee

Ringo Starr - The No No Song

The Living Tombstone - Drunk

The replacements - Here comes a regular

Are part of Fame Song preliminary poll (1 from 7):

Albert Hammond - It never rains in southern California

Bug Hunter - Disco! in the Panic Room

Grand Commander - Fuck you im going underground

John Douglass aka jacksfilms - We're all just assholes talking to a camera

Måneskin - Gossip

The neighbourhood - Wires

Taylor Swift - Long Live

Are part of Supernatural Song Bracket (4 from 36):

Heather Dale - Black Fox

Lord Huron - Dead Man’s Hand

Alex Brightman, Sophia Anne Caruso - Say My Name

Lemon Demon - Cabinet Man

Ludo - Lake Pontchartrain

Alex Brightman, Sophia Anne Caruso - Say My Name

Bear Ghost - Necromancin Dancin

Blue Oyster Cult - Godzilla

Bobby "boris" Pickett - monster mash

Charming Disaster - Wishing Well

Creature feature - The Greatest Show Unearthed

David Bowie - Magic dance

Feuerschwanz - Untot im Drachenboot

Single File - Zombies Ate My Neighbors

The Darkness - Black Shuck

The Longest Johns - Moby Duck

Weird Al Yankovic - Jurassic Park

Periphery - Reptile

steampianist - to our colorful scintillating future

Nancy Kerr - Fragile Water

The Hush Sound - Lighthouse

Cave mouth - Hecate

Kurt Elling - Nature boy

S. J. Tucker - Cheshire Kitten

The Living Tombstone ft. BSlick & Crusher-P - 1000 Doors

Jessica Law - Raising the Dead!

the forgetmenauts - charlatan in red

Everything Everything - Leviathan

The Searchers - Love Potion Number Nine

Tenacious D - Tribute

Thoushaltnot - The Haunted Phonograph

Heather Dale - Changeling Child

The lab rats - Devil's train

The Mechanisms - The Riddle Of The Sphinx

S.J. Tucker - Song of the Witches

Bug Hunter - 2 Bed, 2 Bath, and a Ghost

Are part of Piracy/Western Song Bracket (1 from 16):

Fish in a Birdcage Rule #23 - Birds of a Feather

Alestorm - Drink

The Longest Johns - The Last Bristolian Pirate; Wellerman

Master Bones Jangle - The Derelict

Brillig - The old captain

The Arrogant Worms - The Last Sasketchewan Pirate

Stan Rogers - Barrett’s Priveteers

The Longest Johns - Off to Sea

Brian David Gilbert - Pumpkin Cowboy

glen campbell - Rhinestone Cowboy

Jim Croce - You Don’t Mess Around With Jim

Charlie Daniels Band - The Devil Went Down to Georgia

Marty Robbins - Big Iron

Tom Cardy - The Ballad of Smokin' Joe Rudeboy

John Denver - Take Me Home, Country Roads

Are part of Positivity Song Bracket (4 from 52):

AURORA - Running with the wolves

Avril Lavigne - Here's to Never Growing Up

Bon Jovi - It's My Life

Brent Morgan - Gonna Be Okay

Caleb Hyles - Amber and Rain

Chip Skylark - My Shiny Teeth and Me

Colbie Caillat - Try

Death - Let The World Turn

Death Cab for Cutie - Grapevine Fires

Delta Rae - Dance in the Graveyards

dodie - Secret for the Mad

Elsa - Show Yourself

Florence and the machine - daffodil

Go! Child - Outro

Harold Melvin & the Blue Notes - Wake Up Everybody

I Fight Dragons - Disaster Hearts

Jeff Williams - This Life is Mine

Jimmy Cliff - You Can Get It If You Really Want It

Kenny Loggins - Footloose

Lord Huron - Until the Night Turns

Louis Armstrong - What A Wonderful World

Måneskin - Zitti E buoni

MARINA - Ancient Dreams In A Modern Land

Mother Mother - Infinitesimal

OR3O - Living on

Paloma Faith - Upside Down

Rachel Platten - Fight Song

Rhett and Link - I'm On Vacation

Rhythm Heaven - Beautiful One Day

Rise Against - Tragedy + Time

Something Else Yt - I’m Something Else

Sonic adventure 2 - Escape from the city

Stan Rogers - The Mary Ellen Carter

Steam Powered Giraffe - Malfunction

Steppen Wolf - Born The Be Wild

Surfaces - Sunday Best

Tamino - Indigo Night

The Black-Eyed Peas - I Gotta Feeling

The Cog is Dead - Weird

The Crane Wives - Volta; Turn Out The Lights

The Crüxshadows - Quicksilver

The Mowglis - Bad Dream

Thomas Rhett - Be a Light

Vanessa Doofenshmirtz - I'm Me

Jack Johnson - Upside Down

VHS Christmas Carol - Christmas Electricity

Frank Sinatra - My Way

Tank and the Bangas - Black Folk

Survivor - Eye of the Tiger

The Stupendium - Shine Through

Are part of Mortality Song Bracket (4 from 54):

AJR - Bang!

Bears in Trees - Doing This Again!

Beth Kinderman - Refusal of the Call

Bowling for Soup - 1985

Coldplay - Viva la Vida

Dan Deacon - When I Was Done Dying

Dayglow - Junior Varsity

Death Cab for Cutie - Gold Rush

Ed Sheeran - Castle on the Hill

Eurielle - City of the Dead

House Phone - Drinking Song

Jeff Williams feat. Meredith Hagan - Contact Redux

Lord Huron - Frozen Pines

Lorde - Ribs

Madilyn Mei - Have I Outgrown Minecraft?

Megadeth - Time: The Beginning

My Chemical Romance - Welcome to the Black Parade; The Foundations Of Decay

No, really - Beginning of the end

Oingo Boingo - Dead man's party

Rusty Cage - The Hearse Song

Orla Gartland - Souvenirs

Pale Waves - Act My Age

Peter, Paul, and Mary - Puff the Magic Dragon

Pim Stones - We Have It all

Radical Face - All Is Well (Goodbye, Goodbye)

Saintseneca - How many blankets are in the world?

The arcadian wild - The graduate

the cast of Adventure Time - Time Adventure

The Crane Wives - Keep You Safe

The Gregory Brothers - The Last Goodbye

The Kingston Trio - Where Have All The Flowers Gone

the mountain goats - pale green things; bleed out

the replacements - birthday gal

They Might Be Giants - Am I Awake?

Too Small the Limelight - Anatomy of a Car Crash

Will Wood - Cicada Days; Euthanasia

Yorushika - Say it

Alec Benjamin - Outrunning Karma

Anthony Warlow - I Need To Know

half.alive - creature

The Hoosiers - Goodbye Mr A

The Hush Sound - That's Okay

Judy Kuhn - Just Around the Riverbend

The Beatles - Eleanor Rigby

The Mechanisms - Losing Track

The Audreys - Sometimes the Stars

Eve - Fight Song

John Mayer - Waiting on the World to Change

Jukebox the Ghost - Fire In the Sky/Where are all the Scientists Now?/A Matter of Time

Jessica Law - Six Years

The Highwaymen - Highwayman

Are part of Morality Song preliminary poll (1 from 6):

Alec Benjamin - Outrunning Karma

Anthony Warlow - I Need To Know

Yorushika - Say it

Twisted the Untold Story of a Royal Vizier - Twisted

The Oh Hellos - Dear Wormwood

Tears for Fears - Everybody wants to rule the world

Are part of Alter Ego/Duality Song Mini Bracket (1 from 12):

Anthony Warlow - Confrontation

grandson - The Ballad of G and X

Eden Espinosa and Jeremy Jordan - Nothing Left to Lose

Brasma - Oh, Funny! (How The Sea Goes Round)

Jessica Law - Jekyll & Hyde 4eva

The Amazing Devil - Farewell Wanderlust

The Guy Who Didn't Like Musicals - Let It Out

Will Wood - Dr Sunshine is Dead

Billy Idol - Plastic Jesus

Hozier and Bear McCreary - Blood upon the snow

NF - HOPE

Street People - Facade

Are part of Music Song Mini Bracket (1 from 14):

Billy Joel - Piano Man

Bob Seger - Old Time Rock n Roll

Chuck Berry - Johnny B. Goode

Death - David's dream

Heaven Pierce Her - Altars of Apostasy

Johann Sebastian Bach - Toccata and Fugue in D minor

KEYGEN CHURCH - Tenebre Rosso Sangue

OMORI - not-so-empty house

Saint Motel - A Good Song Never Dies

Tally Hall - Welcome to Tally Hall

Wild Cherry - Play that Funky Music

Don McLean - American Pie

Sarah Bareilles - Love Song

Kenny Loggins - One Small Voice

Are part of Dance Song preliminary poll (1 from 7):

ABBA - Dancing Queen

Caramell - Caramelldansen

dArtagnan - Tanz in den Mai

Loosey Laduca - Let Loose

Miriam Makaba - Pata Pata

The Bangles - Walk Like an Egyptian

The Spinners - The Rubberband Man

Are part of Sci-Fi Song Bracket (1 from 20):

Basset - Perfect Human

Brendon Small - The Ocean Galaktik

Bryce Dessner, Sufjan Stevens, James McAlister, Nic Muhly - Jupiter

Heather Sanders - Call the Navigator

Portal - Still alive

Qbomb - 1000000 ad

Steam powered giraffe - Brass goggles

Heather Dale - I.S.S. (Is Somebody Singing?)

TWRP - Starlight Brigade

Brad Sucks - Lonely

Mili - String Theocracy

Cepheid - Goddess

The Mechanisms - Lost in The Cosmos; Alice; Redeath; Frankenstein; Gunpowder Tim vs. The Moon Kaiser

Train - Drops of Jupiter

The Killers - Spaceman

Alderon Tyran - Dawson's Christian

The Hound + The Fox - The Paradox

Are part of Social issues Song Bracket (2 from 44):

A perfect circle - Counting Bodies Like Sheep to the Rhythm of the War Drum

Billy Joel - We Didn't Start the Fire

Bo Burnham - Channel 5 News

Bob Marley & The Wailers - I Shot the Sheriff

concrete blonde - god is a bullet

Eddie Grant - Electric Avenue

Geoff Berner - Daloy polizei

grandson - Dirty; Is This What You Wanted; Bills; Blood // Water

Harry Belafonte Day OIskwe - Little Star

John Lennon - Working Class Hero

konstrakta - in corpore sano

Leonard Cohen - Everybody Knows

Les Misérables Cast - Do You Hear the People Sing

lovejoy - the fall

Megson - Generation Rent

muse - explorers

Newsies Cast - Watch What Happens

Poor Man's Poison - Feed the Machine

Shayfer James - Weight of the World

Shinedown - Planet Zero

Steampianist - Dream Eating Machine

Steven Sondheim - Another national anthem

Suzanne Vega - Luka

The Beatles - Black Bird

The Black-Eyed Peas - Where is the Love

The Crane Wives - The Hand That Feeds

The Strokes - The Adults Are Talking

Tikkle Me - Blow My Brains Out

Tom Morello, Shea Diamond, Dan Reynolds, The Bloody Beetroots - Stand Up

Arcade Fire - We exist

Vienna Teng - The Hymn of Axiom

Froukje - Groter Dan Ik

Simon and Garfunkel - The Sound of Silence

James Currier - A Fertile Wood at Heart

Bring Me The Horizon - Happy Song

Ralph McTell - The Streets of London

Ren - Money Game 2

Hozier - Eat your young

Greek Fire - A Real Life

Rare Americans - Love Is All I Bring

Penelope Scott - Dead girls

Are part of Biographic Song/Character Theme Mini Bracket (2 from 18):

Boney M. - Rasputin

Don Mclean - Vincent

TeamFourStar - Alexander Anderson

The Cast of Centaurworld - The Nowhere King

They Might Be Giants - Doctor Worm

Tom Lehrer - Lobachevsky

Sabaton - The Unkillable Soldier; White Death

Leonard Nimoy - The Ballad of Bilbo Baggins

Sonya Belousova - Toss a Coin to Your Witcher

Sabaton - Father

Mili - Salt Pepper Birds and the Thought Police

Weird Al Yankovic - The Jedi Song

The Doubleclicks - Wonder

Rare Americans - Brittle Bones Nicky

Jim's Big Ego - The Ballad of Barry Allen

The Mechanisms - Hereward The Wake

Sabaton - A Ghost in the Trenches

Are part of Creativity/Tropes/Games Song preliminary poll (1 from 7):

David Bowie - Life on Mars?

Foster the People - Best Friend

Waterparks - Mad All the Time Nicholas Karr and Scott Wozniak - Stupid Nintendo games

Jason Charles Miller - Your Turn to Roll

the mountain goats - wage wars get rich die handsome

Will Wood - The Main Character

Are part of Faith Song Mini Bracket (2 from 18):

Arcade Fire - Here Comes The Night Time

concrete blonde - tomorrow, wendy

Eric Clapton - Swing Low Sweet Chariot

Ghost - He Is

Joan Osborne - One Of Us

K-modo - You will believe

Lemon Demon - Ask For Nothing

mewithoutYou - The King Beetle on a Coconut Estate

Moon walker - I'm afraid I'll go to heaven

the crane wives - the garden

the oh hellos - passerine

The Rare Occasions - Notion

Ben Caplan - Birds With Broken Wings

GHOST - Honey I’m Home

The Dear Hunter - Wait

The Narcissist Cookbook - Apple

Therapy? - Turn

Tub Ring - Impress Your Creators

Are part of Gender Song preliminary poll (1 from 11):

green day - king for a day

Mother mother - Verbatim

Penny parker - Metamorphosis

She/her/hers - Gender is boring

Shea Diamond - I Am Her

teniwoha - Villain

Will Wood - I/Me/Myself

Christine and the Queens/Red Car - Christine

the replacements - androgynous

Ezra Furman - Maraschino-Red Dress $8.99 From Goodwill

The Doubleclicks - I'm Winning

Are part of Womanhood Song Mini Bracket (1 from 12):

Dolly Parton - 9 to 5

Emilie Autumn - Thank God I'm Pretty

Little Simz - Woman

LOONA - So What

Queen - Killer Queen

Florence + The Machine - King

Donna Summer - She Works Hard For The Money

The Crane Wives - Ribs

Veruca Salt - Seether

Alvan & Ahez - Fulenn

Reba McEntire - Fancy

Seanan McGuire - Wicked Girls Saving Ourselves

Are part of Travel/Journey Song preliminary poll (1 from 6):

The Beatlesøns - The Yukon Song

Byrds - 8 Miles High

The High Kings - The Rocky Road to Dublin

The Mountain Goats - Parisian Enclave

Shakushain - Wednesday Campanella

Hadestown Cast - Wait for Me

Are part of Greed Song preliminary poll (1 from 6):

The 88 feat. Lorax Cast - Biggering

Lemon Demon - Redesign Your Logo

Patrick Stump - Greed

Pink Williams - The Devil is Real

Dire Straits - Industrial Disease

The Oncler - How Bad Can I Be?

Are part of Dystopia/Propaganda/Preconceptions Song preliminary poll (1 from 9):

The Stupendium - The Fine Print

The Stupendium - Rest Employed

The Stupendium - And So We Fall

The Stupendium & Dan Bull - It's A Joy

Crusher-P - Propaganda!

Hadestown Cast - Why we build the wall

Encanto Cast - We Don't Talk About Bruno

Connor Spiotto - The Villain I Appear To Be

Raye Zaragoza - They Say

Are part of preliminary Nature Song poll (1 from 4):

S. J. Tucker - Firebird's child

Eddie Rabbitt - I Love A Rainy Night

John Anderson - Seminole Wind

Cosmo Sheldrake - The Moss

Are part of preliminary Marriage/Divorce Song poll (1 from 4):

Cécile Corbel - Le bal de chats

The mountain goats - No children

AJR - My Play

Cavetown - Devil Town

[maxverstepponme]

Leo Leclerc is an icon. He went to his (alleged) dad's ice cream launch and slept his little heart out on his (alleged) mom , took a singular family photo while people online fought tooth and nail accusing his new (alleged) parents of animal abuse💀

Only the dog of Charles Leclerc and Alexandra Saint Mleux could cause such controversy online 😭💅

(It's obvious that Leo wasn't distressed during the event. He just slept the entire time and then posed for a pic lol. Idk why people are overreacting so much. The music wasn't that loud, and he was in front of the flash for like 0.2 seconds. No one was complaining yesterday when Charles was carrying him like a purse, the minute Alex touched Leo, everyone suddenly had a problem with the dog being carried and in loud spaces, mind you, the day before, Leo was with Charles when he signed and took pics with loud rambunctious fans, so why was there a problem only when Alex arrived?)

Well in my case it doesn’t have to do with Charles or Alex, just the dog. Even if he doesn’t look distressed there’s a big possibility he wasn’t really comfortable or relaxed. Again no hate to either of them, just puppy science.

[portraitsofsaints]

Saint Apollonia

Died: 249

Feast Day: February 9

Patronage: dentists, tooth problems

St.  Apollonia, an early Church martyr, is the patron of dentists and toothaches. A Christian persecution in 249, led many to their death. St. Apollonia would not renounce her faith and was beaten, having all her teeth knocked out. Her persecutors then threatened her with fire. She stood firm, even voluntarily jumping into the flames, to her death. Her life story was written by St. Dionysius, Bishop of Alexandria, to Fabian, Bishop of Antioch.

Prints, plaques & holy cards available for purchase here: (website)

[fellow-fandom-fruitifier]

(Red songs are ones I feel fit the best, some song are more vibes than anything.)

So I went through every single song I’ve ever downloaded (It’s A LOT, like, it’s a playlist over 30 hours long.) and grabbed all the ones I maladaptive daydream Wukong and/or Macaque to. So, without further ado, I present:

💞✨An Overly Long Wukong/Macaque “Playlist”✨💞

People Eater and Misery Meat by Sodikken

Sober by FIDLAR (makes me think of a v angsty shadowpeach fic from SWK’s POV)

Rät by Penelope Scott

Scrawny by Wallows

Nowhere To Run by Stegosaurus Rex

I’m Gonna Win by Rob Cantor

Poor George by James Supercave

Candle Queen by GHOST

Copycat by VocaCircus

Bury A Friend by Billie Eilish

Can’t Be Erased by Coda

Ghosts by Jacob Tillberg

Maniac by Conan Gray

Snowcone by Rei Ami

OH NO! and Are You Satisfied by Marina & The Diamonds

Good Enough by Atsuover

Two Birds by Regina Spektor

Bird Song by Florence + The Machine

Suki Suki Daisuki by Jun Togawa

Saint Bernard by Lincoln

I Can’t Decide by Scissor Sisters

Ghosting, Wrecking Ball, Hayloft (+ Hayloft II), Arms Tonite (YES IK WHAT ITS ACTUALLY ABT SHUP UP😭), and Problems by Mother Mother

Everybody Loves Me by OneRepublic

Seven Nation Army by The White Stripes

Violent by Carolesdaughter

Troublemaker by Olly Murs

Sweet Tooth and Devil Town by Cavetown

Bust Your Kneecaps by Pomplamoose

Cupid’s Chokehold by Gym Class Heroes

Cloud 9 by Beach Bunny

I Can’t Fix You by The Living Tombstone

Hot N Cold by Katy Perry

Applause by Lady Gaga

She Wants Me Dead by Cazette

Backstabber by Kesha

Hell’s Comin’ With Me by Poor Mans Poison

Paparazzi Murder Party by Vain

‘Cause I’m A Liar by Mcki Robyns-P

Choke by IDKHBTFM

Everything Stays by Adventure Time

I / Me / Myself by Will Wood (Idk y, it just feels so wholesome shadowpeach-y 2 me)

Worst Case Scenario and Goodbye MR A by The Hoosiers

Anything You Want by JAWNY

Stalkers Tango by Autoheart (listen… listen man… just think abt it)

Bad Day by Darwin Deez

Fuck You by Lily Allen (bitter exes💀)

True Love FT. Lily Allen by P!nk

Feels by Calvin Harris

Change The Formality by Infected Mushroom

I Just Threw Out The Love Of My Dreams by Weezer

Villain by Stella Jang

Washing Machine Heart by Mitski

Ghost Busters (bcz I think it’s fun E, just imagine SWK & others like ‘who ya gonna call’ & 6EM is the ghost)

Pride X New Magic (I MEAN C’MON “Loves gonna get you killed, but prides gonna be the death of you.” IDBSIXGSINSEIH, the edit audio ever)

Sucker By Jonas Brothers

Bloody Nose and Kitchen Fork by Jack Conte (this song has the vibes that just scream the past tragedy part of their relationship 2 me, idk how 2 explain it)

Passing Through by Kaden MacKay

Karma by AJR

One Way Or Another by Blondie

These Boots Are Made For Walking by Nancy Sinatra

Bad Idea! by Girl In Red

Brutal by Olivia Rodrigo

Them Changes by Thundercat (same reason as the Jack Conte songs tbh, but it’s more the present tragedy part)

C’est toi qu’elle préfère by Alice et Moi

Break My Heart by Dua Lipa

Jesus On The Telephone by Machinery Of The Human Heart

Too Close and Michelle by Sir Chloe

Another Believer by Rufus Wainwright

Dancin Closer To The Edge by JOHNNH GOTH

Julie VS. Robot Julie by Arthur

She Wolf by Shakira

I Don’t Want To Set The World On Fire by The Ink Spots

Plug Me In by Lil Soda Boi

Run, Rabbit, Run! by Flanagan & Allen

Youth by Daughter

Stay Calm by BonBun Films

Exorcism FT. Cyber Diva by Creep-P

Step On Me by The Cardigans

Girl Anachronism by The Dresden Dolls

I’m Not The Only One by Sam Smith (it’s prolly just me tbh)

Shit by Bo Burnham

NARCISSISTIC PERSONALITY DISORDER by Odetari (THE VIBES N SHIT, THE GIRLS R FIGHTIIIING)

[3rdeyeblaque]

Roots of the Month for January 2023: High John Root & Dandelion Root

High John De Conquer Root: borne of the Hoodoo Saint/Collective Spirits of Hoodoo lore and legend; the African Prince who used his trickster wit & strength to overcome his oppressors escaped bondage and sailed back to the Motherland. Who, upon his departure, left a piece of himself behind in the root of a plant we identify as High John Root.

Taxa (Family/Genus/species): Convolvulaceae/ Ipomoea/pandurata or jalapa

Folk Nomenclature: High John De Conker, King Root, Man of the Earth,  Manroot

Common Name: "Morning Glory", "Indian Potato" or "Wild Potato Vine" (Pandurata) / " Morning Glory" ( Jalapa) 

Native Locality: North America (Pandurata) /  Mexico (Jalapa) 

Phenotypic Traits: I. pandurata = round, brown, hairy; resembles  a man's testes / I. jalapa = hard, lumpy, round-ish, dark brown

Parts Used: Root

Gender: Hot

Planetary Ruler: Mars

Elemental Ruler: Fire 

Traditional Usage in Rootwork: to invoke the Spirit of High John against overwhelming oppressive forces/obstacles, to achieve hard-fought victory,& for commanding power & strengthened nature.  NOT TO BE USED FRIVOLOUSLY OR FOR TRIVIAL MATTERS

Traditional Medicinal Usage: a strong laxative; brewed in as a tea or a small piece is to be chewed 

*** High John is undeniably THE root of Hoodoo Tradition & Culture. Today it is heavily overused by Hoodoos as it is appropriated by masking Wypipo attempting to gentrify Hoodoo spaces. There are 2 roots that have been given High John's name - both from the Morning Glory flower genus : Ipomoea pandurata (native to North America) & Ipomoea jalapa (native to Mexico). There has been much debate as to which root is the true High John Root, but Elders and Seasoned Folks raised or reared up underneath their wings know what's what. This isn't to say that we cannot invoke High John's spirit with 1 or the other; I believe we can with both as Black Americans & as Black Mexicans. However, if one knows the Hoodoo History & Culture cross-referenced with botany & geography, there can only be 1 true High John Root. 

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Dandelion Root: 

Taxa (Family/Genus/species): Asteraceae/Taraxicum/ dens-leonis or officinale

Folk Nomenclature: Lions Tooth

Common Name: Dandelion

Native Locality: Eurasia 

Phenotypic Traits: Long, stringy, shades of light and dark brown, carrot-like

Parts Used: Root & Leaves

Gender: Hot

Planetary Ruler: Jupiter

Elemental Ruler: Air

Traditional Usage in Rootwork:  aids in the development of intuitive gifts, wish granting, increases spirit communication 

Traditional Medicinal Usage:  aids in digestion, alleviate stomach and liver problems

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[dragon-communion]

I had a bit of fun writing inbetween Work Tasks, so have this wildly unedited little piece on Carys trying to defeat Mohg.

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What they never warn you about with this hero business, Carys thought to himself, is how many teeth you end up swallowing.

He chucked a chunk of broken masonry at Mohg's delighted, almost feline leer for a bit of breathing room. In his eternal graciousness, the Lord of Blood politely allowed the brick to hit him before shifting his grip on the blood-slick haft of his chosen tool of dentistry.

Oh, fuck.

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Back at what he privately considered his "entertainment spot", Carys kicked his feet idly off the edge of a Redmane lookout tower, watching the dogs and the soldiers have at eachother. He didn't need a drink, and knew better than to drink here, but it was the sort of pastime that invited drinking and at this point he sort of deserved it.

He compromised by chewing on some poisonbloom. If it killed him, he'd go back and fight Mohg. If not, well. Maybe the golems up near Stormveil would want to go a few rounds- he'd been thinking about a harder-hitting bow, and not much hit as hard as a golem bow. Did they make those in Zamor size?

Carys was acting like a bit of a brat, and he was well aware. He was a knight, trained under the peerless tutelage of Sir Loretta and a Misbegotten whose name he'd never quite caught through the language barrier (When he tried, he got the distinct impression the other was laughing at him). He was meant to be dignified and a benefit to the city of Elphael, a brace formed of concord and faith in the work of Lord Miquella.

A brace whose gate-town was a haunted ruin.

Carys grunted some half-strained noise and dug around for another poisonbloom. Saint Trina's lilies were too precious to waste, but somewhere in his grace-given new brain he had the recipe for dreambrew, and it sat at the back of his thoughts like a broken tooth he couldn't stop tonguing.

At least the Greater Will put all his bones back correctly when he died. The better to break them again, he supposed.

He needed to remember himself. He needed to be himself. He could almost hear Nepheli now, or Millicent, through all the long months of blood and madness: Do you stop being a warrior just because you lose? Will you go into battle already cringing? The fastest way to die is in believing you will- the second fastest is self-destructive stupidity. Learn. Regroup. Adapt. Move forward and you will never lose your pride.

The problem was that Carys wasn't moving forward at all. Mohg's spear was slick with his gore and bile thirty times over, maybe more. He could kill the Lord of Blood, he could taste it, and the adrenaline whistled in his ears like an icy wind at the very thought.

Gods. How close was he to being on point like one of Mohg's dogs. He'd never get the stink of blood out of his nose again, not when he was starting to enjoy it, not when Mohg looked so fucking knowing after the twentieth attempt.

Why was he even using a bow for this? He had some skill with a halberd, and the sword that was his right and privilege hummed like a low melody in his heart. Why was he waiting, why was he hesitating, why hadn't he thought to-?

He?

She?

Carys blinked at the rotted land below, watching the dogs chew scattered soldiers like bones, and wondered why her mouth tasted so sour. She had work to be doing, a Saint to find and save.

Granted, she wasn't sure if she could beat the Lord of Blood with a bow, but she'd only tried a handful of times. And there were always summons to assist.

Why get close at all?

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Why the fuck, Carys thought to himself, slamming the butt of his greatbow into Mohg's exposed toes, did I not pack a single melee weapon?

[mellyncholly]

hey melly love the new theme youve got going here

[Verse 1] I've been known to have bones to pick Body parts and blood cones to lick Load the bricks, I'm buildin' up a jungle gym for tons of imps (Ha-ha-ha-ha!) Not made for kids (No) Orange hits with ominous dominance, don't take compliments I've got problems with the world, isn't it obvious that I don't lack confidence? I'm the meanest, I'm the baddest of them all I got evil at my core and I'm burnin' up the walls (Stop) Drop to the floor, keep your voice (Voice, low) Drop, kill all the noise, keep your voice (Low)

[Pre-Chorus] I'm the one who whispers to you "Just go do it" (Do it) I'm the one who tells you lies 'til it's ruined (Ruined) I'm no saint, I'm a sinner through and through I'm out for blood, I'm a, I'm a killer on the loose (Yeah)

[Chorus] Yes, I'm the one you run away from! I'm on the hunt for somethin' new Sharpen my tooth, don't you move, what's the use? You're the target and a killer's on the loose

[Verse 2] Trust me when I say that I like meat No leaves in my stomach, I'm all beef Best heed, see the whites on my teeth I'm a prehistoric carnivore, and I need to burn the things I like Third degrees, defined by the ones with mean personified Origin of Orange is foreign I'm an orphan, out from storage and I'm morphin' Can't catch me, stomp the yard No cares in the world, I'm nonchalant Rippin' up my foes, I walk the talk I go chomp for chomp when you try to run! I'm the meanest, I'm the baddest of them all I got evil at my core and I'm burnin' up the walls (Stop!) Drop to the floor, keep your voice (Voice, low) Drop, kill all the noise, keep your voice (Low)

[Pre-Chorus] I'm the one who whispers to you "Just go do it" I'm the one who tells you lies 'til it's ruined I'm no saint, I'm a sinner through and through I'm out for blood, I'm a, I'm a killer on the loose (Yeah)

[Chorus] Yes, I'm the one you run away from! (Run) I'm on the hunt for somethin' new Sharpen my tooth, don't you move, what's the use? You're the target and a killer's on the loose (Killer's on the loose)

[Instrumental Outro]

[puppyexpressions]

Why Do Dogs Drool? The Pawsome Truth Behind Those Slobbery Kisses

Hey there, fellow dog lovers! 🐾 Ever wondered why your furry friend leaves a trail of drool everywhere they go? Well, you’re in for a treat! Let’s dive into the fascinating world of dog drool and uncover the reasons behind those slobbery kisses.

The Science of Drool

First things first, drooling is a natural and normal behavior for dogs. Just like humans, dogs produce saliva to help with digestion. However, some breeds are more prone to drooling than others. Breeds like Saint Bernards, Mastiffs, and Bloodhounds are known for their excessive drooling due to their loose lips and large jowls.

Reasons Why Dogs Drool

Anticipation of Food: Just like Pavlov’s dogs, your pup might start drooling at the mere sight or smell of food. It’s their body’s way of preparing for a delicious meal.

Heat and Exercise: Dogs don’t sweat like humans do. Instead, they pant to cool down, which can lead to increased saliva production and drooling.

Excitement and Anxiety: Whether it’s a car ride, a visit to the vet, or meeting new people, excitement or anxiety can trigger drooling in dogs.

Dental Issues: Problems like gum disease, tooth decay, or oral infections can cause excessive drooling. Regular dental check-ups are essential to keep your pup’s mouth healthy.

Health Conditions: Certain health issues, such as nausea, poisoning, or neurological disorders, can lead to excessive drooling. If you notice sudden or unusual drooling, it’s best to consult your vet.

Fun Facts About Dog Drool

Did you know that a dog’s saliva contains enzymes that help break down food? It’s like having a built-in dishwasher!

Some dogs drool more when they’re happy or excited. So, those slobbery kisses might just be a sign of love!

In ancient times, dog saliva was believed to have healing properties. While we don’t recommend using it as a cure-all, it’s interesting to see how much our furry friends have been valued throughout history.

How to Manage Dog Drool

If your dog’s drooling is getting out of hand, here are a few tips to keep things under control:

Keep a Towel Handy: Having a towel nearby can help you quickly wipe away excess drool.

Regular Grooming: Keeping your dog’s mouth and fur clean can reduce the amount of drool they produce.

Hydration: Ensure your dog has access to fresh water at all times. Hydration can help regulate saliva production.

So, there you have it! The next time your dog gives you a slobbery kiss, you’ll know exactly why. Embrace the drool and cherish those wet, loving moments with your furry friend. 🐾