#And the Battle Begun

[lordgroose]

Rx Bandits - ...And The Battle Begun

[aslonoth]

The song 1980 halfway through the album just casually sliding into the beautiful vocal line from the album’s intro with a fucking sick groove and then just MOVING ON back into double time for the rest of the song.

I love you albums. I love you songs connected by similar themes. I love you listening to songs in a specific order picked by the artist. I love you reoccurring motifs throughout the same album. I love you album covers. I love you albums with extended editions. I love you songs that reference each other.

[gingergofastboatsmojito]

Sydney attended a work family event and had a talk with her future mother in law.

That’s it. That’s the post 💅

[chiropteracupola]

more lads + dragons...

[idsb]

not to be like 'when the truth comes out it's quiet' but funny how there's literal CRICKETS on instagram from all the shops and influencers that were my "friends" who are viewing my story about the rebrand looooool

[94erz]

LMFAO, not at other k-pop fans getting angry at BTS fans buying up tickets to that French charity concert so more BTS fans could see him. Like bitch duh? Maybe if he had some stops in Europe they wouldn't feel so desperate to see him at this festival for however long he's gonna perform. Like I dunno, if I had the money to secure a fuck ton of tickets for j-hope fans to see j-hope I'd buy out as many tickets as I could too. I think everyone who can see him live SHOULD see him live and that's all there is to it.

[lesmisscraper]

Valjean taking Marius to the Sewer. Volume 5, Book 1, Chapter 24.

Clips from <Il cuore di Cosette>.

[c28hunter]

So, the conclusion from this post:

There were 97 people who mentioned songs, sometimes not only one but who can blame you?

There were 25 songs mentioned in (total 190 "voltes"), and the one that was mentioned he most was...

VÄLIKUOLEMA AND KOVIS! Both were mentioned 18 times, which I think is kind of interesting since Kovis is unreleased. On the other hand Morgan was mentioned only 3 times

Songs that were mentioned only once were: Urheilujätkä and Auto jää

Other most loved songs would be Mic Mac (13 mentions), Hirttää kiini (14 mentions), Yhtä Vailla (11 mentions), Paidaton Riehuja (16 mentions), Siitä Viis (14 mentions) and Menestynyt yksilö (12 mentions)

The "third place" would go to Fantastista, Z (both with 9 mentions), Klo23 (7 mentions), ROCK ROCK (8 mentions), Kiertävä sirkus and Punainen Marli (5 mentions), Viulunkieli and Cha Cha Cha (both 6 mentions)

A pity that Miljonääri was mentioned only 3 times, but that is just my opinion. Same with Online

Honestly, I'm very happy that Cha Cha Cha got only 6 mentions. Don't get me wrong, I like the song, but I'm happy to see that we're actually here for the rest of his discography, rather than a short-term banger. Välikuolema and Kovis really deserve this high rank in our hearts

[wordycheeseblob]

Hey guys, very important debate

[ewanmitchelll]

“House of the Dragon” season 2’s official trailer has been released. This one concerns #TeamGreen and it features our beloved Aemond.

[ungulate-enjoyer]

BUBBA

[thegreatyin]

alright so question here how tall is lark, caeru, the silverer and the scoundrel. i need to update my mental image of them and think of How specifically his brother is going "it should have been me" in regards to these relationship. is caeru shorter then the silverer. can she pick him up or is he doing the picking up. things like that sorry if I'm being too weird about it

no no i 100% get it op. height differences are the most beautiful thing in the whole wide world. unfortunately with the exception of terry most of these heights are pretty equal

the height chart goes terry > the scoundrel > lark > caeru > the silverer, in that very rough order. terry is 5'0, the scoundrel is 5'8, lark is 5'9, caeru is 6'0, and the silverer is 6'5.

tldr unfortunately nobody is really picking each other up. the scientist and the silverer have just been tall person 4 tall person this entire time (with the latter being Very Fucking Tall). that being said i feel like louise could still totally suplex her boyfriend if she felt like it, purely by virtue of having Actual Arm Strength while meanwhile caeru weighs maybe 2 sacks of feathers maximum. the scoundrel could also probably pick him up despite their height difference but that's just the curator genes talking

[mildmayfoxe]

would it be so crazy to order myself food as a reward for changing my sheets. do i truly need to be coddled so much for doing a basic chore. i was thinking about getting a sandwich on my way home but nobly decided i would forgo takeout and make ravs (ravioli) except my roommate is doing a big cooking project right now. notably the sheets have also not yet been changed

[pavlikbuonarroti]

AAAARGH I GOT DOWN TO JUST URALON LEFT AT <30% HP BEFORE DELTA KICKED IT I WAS SOOOO CLOSE

[an-inky-fingered-lass]

illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs

A collection of non-chronological moments from a different sort of happy ending. Family feels, pointless fluff, and important conversations. Rated G.

Read on ao3.

chapter 1 -- strawberry-stealing squirrel

“Hey.” 

May blinked contentedly at him, lit up with warm lamplight. “Hm.” 

Coulson got into bed beside her, slow and aching. There was warmth in that too, somehow. May curled up, setting her head against his shoulder, her weight solid and still somehow light against his side. She wasn’t actually reading any more, just flipping idly through pages. 

There was moonlight fading gently through the curtains. It was like they could see all the world’s stars out on the porch, most nights -- but it was chilly out there on this one. The stars would still be there tomorrow.  

“You tired?” 

May’s voice was soft. She was in better shape than he was, these days, because of course she was, but the hot water bottle half-tangled in blankets said she ached, too. 

“Mm. A little.” 

Tired meant something kind of different, these days. It was the years weighing down his bones, the way everything was somehow going so much faster the more they slowed down. It was a good feeling, most days, the way certain kinds of melancholy wrap around you like a blanket. 

May hummed again. 

“How are you feeling?” 

That slight shift of her weight was surprise. May leaned over to put her book down before she answered, switching off the lamp. She still insisted on sleeping on the side by the door, still carried those old specialist reflexes; unlikely reaction times and the almost cat-like effortlessness to it. He’d lost most of that to those months of deterioration, years ago; but the vigilance, the automatic, constant analysis was still there. They still went people-watching every once in a while, mostly to watch the world go by and be judgy old people in peace (May zeroed in on every leather ensemble that passed and ran background checks on stores instead of people, these days). They’d fought their wars.

May moved slower these days, limped more days than she didn’t, but she could still take Yo-yo’s entire STRIKE team. She didn’t teach much any more, but Yo-yo still wheedled her out to do demonstrations every once in a while. She said it kept the youngsters in their place. 

Phil got to spend every day beside her steadiness, steadfast as the mountains, and that was as safe as he could ever ask to be. 

“A squirrel stole all the strawberries off the plant,” May stated, as she curled up beside him again. Coulson wrapped long arms around her as she huffed, one arm draped warm over his belly. “All three of them.” 

Phil jostled them both with a startled laugh. “That does not answer the question.” 

“I feel like the squirrel.” May told the darkness, and also him, prim and matter-of-fact. The drowsiness in her voice was getting thicker by the moment. “Like I stole something nice and I’m happy about it.” 

Phil was outright belly-laughing by then, trying to get the blanket untangled from around his ankles without having to sit up to tug at it. So much for philosophizing. May lifted her head in annoyance at all the jostling, dropped her cheek back on his chest once he paused to gasp for breath. 

“Ask me how I’m doing next time,” she muttered, mostly asleep already. “ Please. ” 

“Ohohoho, like hell. You, Melinda May, just told me you feel like a strawberry-stealing squirrel. I am never asking you anything other than how are you feeling ever again.” 

There was no answer. May could feign sleep as well as anyone -- better, actually, since she’d finally trained herself to stagger the length of each exhale so you couldn’t crack the rhythm by counting to it. Phil lay still for a long minute, grinning into the darkness, just listening to the quiet snuffle of her peaceful breathing.

She might actually just be asleep.

[axewchao]

Beanies are still weird for me to draw :'D

'Cause I mean... when you look at some of them, it looks like the hat's barely hanging onto the wearer's head, doesn't it?

But I will master it. I must, for the sake of FNaF!Dal, and any other characters with beanies in the past, present, and future >:'T