#snippet of songs

[clockwayswrites]

“Sorry.” His voice was a hoarse whisper through the black muzzle he wore. It wasn’t real. It wasn’t real anymore. It’s fine, it wasn’t real—

“All good. My fault,” Flash said as he took his seat again. “Maybe having a name to call you would help?”

It wouldn't.

“Phantom.”

“Phantom,” Cyborg repeated. “Are you a new hero, Phantom?”

Most of the room flinched at his bark of laughter. He stamped the urge down, back under the edge of hysteria. “Retired.”

Beast Boy snorted. “Retired from what? I’ve never heard of you.”

“Sorry about him,” Flash said quickly. “He’s stressed. We… we all are.”

Danny shrugged and curled further around himself. “I know, it’s fine. You wouldn’t have heard. My town was under a sort of media blackout by the shadowy government organization using it as a ground zero for their experiment. Any news on me would have been wiped before it got out.”

“What the fuck?” Beast Boy mouthed.

“Is that, I mean, the organization, are they still an issue?” Cyborg asked and leaned forward to rest his arms on his knees.

To his credit, he didn’t flinch when toxic Danny’s green eyes flicked to him. “Maybe. Not for the town, but for me, maybe. If they are still out there, they’ll have detected my signature and they’ll come for me. It’s why I’m retired, to stay hidden.”

“But you came. Today, you came out of retirement,” Darkstar said.

“Yes.”

“If it’s such a big risk, why?” she asked. “We’ve had other battles bigger than this one. What made you come today?”

Danny’s eyes flickered towards the double doors. He could feel the flames of his hair stutter and spark; he took another breath. The hospital tasted like the lab had. “Because I couldn’t let Nightwing die.”

[hrokkall]

Mama gave me music lessons,

now I play the saddest songs

[ghost-bxrd]

It never gets easier.

Even now, almost two years later, Dick still finds himself waking from a light doze in a near panic when he can’t recall Jason’s whereabouts.

In his dreams, Jason smiles. Breathless laughter erupting out of him like light from the sun when Dick scoops him up, not understanding the frenzy with which Dick checks him over but submitting to it all the same, confusion giving way to indulgent exasperation regardless of how many times Dick buries his face in the owlet’s hair and cries. Like he doesn’t understand why Dick clings to him like his life depends on it, like he’s just been away for a few minutes to fetch a glass of water and doesn’t get what the fuss is all about about.

And then Dick wakes up, the comforting smell dissipating along with the dream, and Dick wishes he could reach inside his chest and claw the heart right out of it.

— Birds of Terror, Owl Song pt xv sneak peek

[andoutofharm]

I tried to read the thoughts that you worked overtime to stop

you said, "fuck off," and I said nothing for a while

the great divide (noah kahan) x patrick stump/pete wentz

[mellohiizz]

I am still not over him... Also, I guess you guys can have a small nibble of Wifiescest just as a little treat. I found the song Real Boy by Lola Blanc after forgetting about it for years and went wait a moment... this reminds me of someone...

[artoutforblood]

Decided to compile my comic into one

[jakeperalta]

I am deeply obsessed with the manuscript as the closing track of the anthology. returning to that first big life altering heartbreak, the one that inspired some of the most acclaimed and beloved work of her career, but it's a distant past now and it's almost as though it happened to someone else. and then, in the wake of all the intense loss and turbulence that the past two hours have documented, she knows what the agony was for. because just like all that now remains of that past relationship is the art that came out of it — including all too well, a song that was changed for her over the years into something beautiful and joyful — one day all that will remain of this period will be this manuscript, this album and all its feelings that eventually won't even be hers anymore but will belong to her past self and to its future listeners.

[ri-writes-if]

What if Oracle, in there dying breath was thanking RO for everything? Not mad. Just genuine happiness that they, and there friends loved them, and for the time they spent together.👀

It would break their heart even more. I can't put their reactions into a couple words in a way that won't feel repetitive, so I'll write a snippet for one character.

I wrote the last one with Vez, so I'm writing this one with Os!

Os cradles you in their arms, a rare lost look on their face. Pain spreads through your body like a fire that devours you from inside, piece by piece. You barely have any strength left, but you force yourself to speak. "I'm happy," you mutter, choking on the next breath. "Thank you. I have your love, and it's more than I could've asked for. So don't make such a face. I'll leave... happy." Your reach your hand up and trail your fingers over their cheek. As it falls, smudging their skin with blood, Os catches it and lifts it to kiss your palm, closing their eyes for a moment. "Don't thank me," they murmur, looking down at you with tears welling in their widened eyes. "We should've more time. I should've done more for you. This isn't how it's supposed to end..." It is. You always knew your story would end in tragedy. They were too blind to see it. Blindfolded by their love for you. Too drunk on the sweet illusion you spun to notice the darkness waiting ahead with the patience of a hunter. You're not scared anymore. You know you'll leave loved. It's all that matters to you. "It's just a pity I have to leave you heartbroken," you murmur. Your vision blurs and darkens, and you can't see their face anymore. "Don't leave then," they beg, their voice broken by the cry they stifle. "Stay. You've always been too stubborn to give up. Do it again, like you always do..." Silence is the only answer they get.

Thank you for the ask! 💛

[theplantbish]

KÄÄRIJÄ x HOOJA COLLAB INCOMING

[bambooshrimp]

all i ever was to be enough for you

⁀➷ olivia rodrigo 2021

[w3ndytheraccoon]

Vengeance Saga is coming out in a day and I would like to say something regarding I’m Not Sorry for Loving You

I better not see anyone using that song as an excuse for Calypso. That song is an explanation for her character, not an excuse. The song is literally about how she’s not sorry for trapping and unintentionally abusing Odysseus for seven years.

It’s not an apology (Literally in the name. If it was then it’s a pretty bad and victim blamey apology), it’s not an excuse, it’s just an explanation. And I will be damned if people use it to excuse her, gods know there’s enough Calypso apologist in the Epic fandom and just in media related to the Odyssey in general.

[vikingqueer]

odysseus when he is about to commit unspeakable atrocities:

[weishenkun]

go higher : kun

[aturnoftheearth]

NEW SINGLE THIS FRIDAY!!!!!

[xxnashiraxx]

Sunday Snippet

Thank you for the tags, @khywren, @arzen9, @andromedaancunin, @verbenaa, & @preciouslittlebhaalbae throughout the week!

I have a kinda longish bit from Chapter 22 of WSTFMD coming out on 5/17!! I am hoping I have most of it finished before 5/3, or at least completed, and if I'm done before the target post date and I have all my ducks in a row, I may even try to post early! 💕 Anywho, please enjoy!! I'm indulging in some more vampire blood drinking because I literally cannot resist going too long without it, lol 💗

“In the morning, then?” He asks, his hunger nothing more than a tool to get closer to her that he’d sprung at the chance to utilize. It still gnaws at him, the blood she’d generously supplied yesterday slowly ebbing, but he can last. He’d rather not push, anyhow- he’ll never risk losing it again. The implications of such a thought flit away, filed for later perusal. Or, optimally, buried so he won’t have to think about it again. “Come here, Astarion.” Her voice soothes an ache inside him, quiet and gentle. Seconds slip by as he blinks in surprise, watching her face finally relax. He obliges without another thought, letting her adjust the cushioning under her head as he cages her body beneath him. He doesn’t touch, though it’s difficult to resist the temptation. Fingers splayed out on either side of her long hair, knees inches from each of her thighs, he stares down and waits for her move. “I know you like to be full, but let's make it quick. I’m really tired. I wasn’t kidding about that.” The breathy chuckle that brushes against his lips rings true in her heavy-lidded eyes, sleep moving to claim her. He smirks and nods, body flaring with appreciation when she moves her head to the side. “And behave- no squeezing this time.” “Spoilsport,” He grumbles, enjoying the sound of her weary laugh more than he should. “And darling?” “Hmm?” The sound feels like a dagger, digging deep, and he suffers as it fills the air. “You’re not stupid,” He mumbles, lips pressing to her jugular as he obliges her request and sinks his teeth in with little more than a brief suckle as his introduction. Her inhale sharp, her body jerks before relaxing, and as her blood floods his mouth and his mind with nothing but her, he dismisses the persistent sentimentality that keeps cropping up at every opportunity. Why can’t he just take a few sips and be done with her? It’s almost nauseating… He pulls the reins back on his usual lapse in self-control, finding it give way to a dull hum in his groin rather than a raging, untamed need. He wasn’t aware he was able to exert this level of obedience before, muting the lust with soft groans that she echoes in quiet, tempered whimpers. He can’t help it when his fingers run up to cradle her head, the whisper of his touch dragging a pleased sigh from her lips. Warmth spreads through every limb, and with forlorn acknowledgement, he recognizes that it’s not just her blood that’s bestowing it upon him.

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[l3v5ha]

#SEVERANCE: boy it's not that complicated 🙄