#someone please make an edit

[thehollowcaptain]

Noah has a fast car named Mirage

I have now watched Transformers: Rise of the Beasts for the 3rd time. Can't stop thinking about how much "Fast Car" by Tracey Chapman is a perfect song for Mirage and Noah. I would so love to see an edit of the two of them with this song.

Here are some lyrics:

"You got a fast car I want a ticket to anywhere Maybe we make a deal Maybe together we can get somewhere Any place is better Starting from zero got nothing to lose Maybe we'll make something Me, myself, I got nothing to prove"

"So I remember when we were driving, driving in your car Speed so fast it felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us"

[reignof-fyre]

bad blood by taylor swift is rhaenyra and alicent's theme song okaythanksbye

Cause baby, now we got bad blood

You know it used to be mad love

"I want to fly with you on dragon back, see the great wonders across the Narrow Sea, and eat only cake."

So take a look what you've done

"I intend to marry the Lady Alicent Hightower."

'Cause baby, now we got bad blood

[cozylittleartblog]

"content creator" is a corporate word.

we are artists.

[introspectivememories]

was it casual when i sat in your lap in public? was it casual when i said "recently my heart is crying because you're leaving"? was it casual when we decided how your last name would fit with mine? ("yuki tsunoda-gasly" / "no tsunoda, only gasly" / "yuki gasly?") was it casual when we sang adele's "someone like you" together at your going away party? was it casual when i knew it was you just by touching your ass? was it casual when i knew it was you by smell alone? was it casual when "will you miss me?" / "for 2-3 minutes maybe" / "i'll take that. even if it's just 2-3 minutes, i'll take that"? was it casual when that bus was completely empty and we still sat right next to each other, all the way in the back? was it casual when i picked you up multiple times so you could dunk a basketball? was it casual when i begged to come over to your house multiple time and then you finally let me and we cooked fried rice together? was it casual when we played christmas twister together and i said "your big eggplant is touching my ass"? was it casual when we were pressed up against each other on a scooter going two miles per hour? was it casual when-

[multidimensional-trashcan]

i have created a monster

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Never gonna live that down.

[First] Prev <–-> Next

[nikkilaing]

Maverick: how the hell you spell ‘showfer’

Iceman: c-h-a-u-f-f-e-u-r

Maverick: oooo fAnCy PaNts rIcH mCgEE over here, fuck you

Iceman:

Maverick: spelling bee ass

[ofmd-ann]

Line up and greet your captain

[inkskinned]

you wanted to be a good friend, because you loved your friends, but the truth was that everyone else somehow had a pamphlet on being normal that you never received. most of the time you learn by trial-and-error. you are terrified of the next big mistake you make, because it seems like the rules are completely arbitrary.

you've learned to keep the prickly parts of your personality in a stormcloud under your bed - as if they're a second version of you; one that will make your friends hate you. it feels feral, burning, ugly.

instead, you have assembled habits based on the statistical likelihood of pleasing others. you're a good listener, which is to say - if you do speak up, you might end up saying the wrong thing and scaring off someone, but people tend to like someone-who-listens. or you've got no true desires or goals, because people like it when you're passive, mutable. you're "not easy to fluster" which is to say - your emotions are fundamentally uninteresting to others around you; so you've learned to control them to a degree that you can no longer really feel them happening.

you have long suspected something is wrong with you, but most of the time, googling doesn't help. you are so-used to helping-yourself, alone and with no handbook. the reek of your real self feels more like a horrible joke - you wake up, and, despite all your preparations, suddenly the whole house is full of smoke. the real you is someone waiting to ruin your other-life, the one where you're normal and happy. the real-self is unpredictable, angry.

your real self snarls when people infantilize the whole situation. because if you were really suffering, everyone seems to think you'd be completely unable to cope. but you already learned the rules, so you do know how to cope, and you have fucking been coping. it's not black-and-white. it's not that you are healed during the other times - it's just that you're able to fucking try. and honestly, whenever you show symptoms, it's a really fucking bad sign.

because the symptoms you have are ugly and unmanageable for others. your symptoms aren't waifish white girl things. they're annoying and complicated. they will be the subject of so many pretentious instagram reels. if they cared about you, they'd just show up on time. you care, a lot, so deeply it burns you. you like to picture a world where the comments read if they loved you, they'd never need glasses to see. but since that's a rule you've seen repeated - "one must never be late or you are a bad friend" - you constantly worry about being late and leave agonizingly early. there are no words for how you feel when you're still late; no matter how hard you were trying.

so you have to make up for it. you have to make up for that little horrible real you that you keep locked in a cabinet. you are bad at answering emails so every project you make has to be perfect. you are weird and sensitive so you have to learn to be funny and interesting. you are an inconvenience to others, so you become as smooth as possible, buffing out all the rough parts.

all this. all this. so people can pass their hands over you and just tell you just the once -how good you are. you're a good friend. you're loveable.

[larabar]

redrawing some stuff. and this guy

old stuff under here warning old old old

[clandestineindustry]

but I didn't take the love when I had the chance, but I swear I'm not sad anymore.

[reignof-fyre]

bad blood by taylor swift is rhaenyra and alicent's theme song okaythanksbye

Cause baby, now we got bad blood

You know it used to be mad love

"I want to fly with you on dragon back, see the great wonders across the Narrow Sea, and eat only cake."

So take a look what you've done

"I intend to marry the Lady Alicent Hightower."

'Cause baby, now we got bad blood

[lover-of-mine]

Buddie Countdown to Season 7:

79 days.

inspired by @bucksbackwardcap

[nico-di-genova]

Alex show me your Google search history real quick, I’m just trying to see something.

[piningpercussionist]

Okay. Fellas. Real talk. I've seen some of you do it and I thank you profusely for doing so but can yall PLEASE credit the original artist of that piece yall kinda made into an a dtiys/art meme? That's not official art. I am point blank refusing to engage with any of these pieces that I see not doing such. (Even when it pains me to keep scrolling, because some of them are really good!! And I want them here!!! But I do have some rules for myself I try to stand firm by with this blog.)

Like you can literally see them say right there that it's fine IF YOU CREDIT. I'm fucking begging you.

I'm not mad at anyone who didn't know but I've seen SO MANY versions at this point, and I think I've seen maybe 3 or 4 of them RECENTLY include the credit. (And one with improper credit, I think?) Please. Please just. Tack it on.

[ghostespresso]

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