#But that's literally the only parts of the song that fits LOL the rest is meh but c:

[xdeerlybelovedx]

I'm sorry, I can't find the old me The one you met all those years ago I'm sorry, I can't be steady I've been changing after all Those nights alone Now you keep me around Just so you don't feel lonely And if I think freely I wonder if you're ever really gonna know me Stop trying to hold on forever (ever) Stop trying to belong together Stop thinking you can make it better Stop thinking you can make me better

Something I've been working on for a little bit inspired from some very specific lyrics from this song ♡ Still image versions under the cut!

[flippinpancakes64]

The cullens with an Emo mate

The Cullens with an Emo! Mate

Okay now this one is legit me. I’ve been rocking the side part and band shirts since middle school don’t even play with me

Thank you for requesting and I hope you enjoy!

Edward:

He loves your sense of style

He’s the dark and brooding type, himself, so he relates to you there

I think he would really enjoy the music that you introduce him to

Always willing to help with your hair or accessories

“Edward, can you get my one shirt, you know, the one I wear all the time, the black one?”

“Of course”

And since he can read your mind he knows exactly what you’re talking about

However

He does get a bit concerned when he hears some of the darker themes of some of the songs

He sits you down and genuinely asks you if you’re okay

Just reassure him that you are lol

Alice:

She literally has a degree in fashion

She loves and appreciates all different styles

And she can definitely tell when someone is suited for a style or not

And she can tell that you were born to wear black

She will still help you pick out outfits tho just like she does with the rest of the Cullens

She just tailors them to your style

And she loves the music

She lets you aux anytime you guys drive somewhere

Jasper:

I don’t think he would care either way how someone dresses

Like if he loves someone, they could wear those ugly ass galaxy leggings and he wouldn’t care

And he doesn’t really care about music either

So of course you can aux in the car

The only time he cares is if people start bullying you for being different

He will hurt someone

Rosalie:

I mentioned it the rock band post, but she LOVES alt music

Chances are, whenever you start talking about bands you like, she already knows them

She either doesn’t care about the way you dress or she likes it

I think she would have fun doing your hair

Especially if you lean more into the scene side

She would watch that one girl’s YouTube videos on how to do the hair (iykyk)

Another one who wouldn’t take shit from people at school

Emmett:

I'm like a broken record at this point

But I feel like he would love being with an alt person of any kind

He just thinks it's badass

He likes your music too

He loves to roll the windows down and blast your music while you guys scream along

He would jokingly tease you though for what you wear

"Have you ever tried wearing a different color?"

Doesn't actually mean anything bad though

Esme:

She would think your sense of fashion is a bit... different

But overall she doesn't care

She just notices in the way of noticing someone's appearance when you're out and about

Kinda like "oh that person has pink hair ok moving on"

She's not a fan of the music

But she doesn't hate it

She loves you for you

And she would never try to change you

Carlisle:

Another one who overall doesn't care

You could literally wear a trash bag every day and listen to asmr of people breathing instead of music and he would love you just the same

But like Edward

He notices some of the dark themes in some of the songs and he gets a bit worried

Has a genuine talk with you about what he's noticed and asks you if that's something he needs to be concerned about

He will drop it if you say not to worry though

Vampire! Bella:

The goat

I've mentioned it before but Stephenie Meyer confirmed that she listens to Linkin Park

So I feel like she wanted to dress emo at one point but was worried about not fitting in

Or maybe she went through an emo phase in middle school

Either way she digs it

She mentions a couple times how she wishes she could dress like you

Always down to listen to your playlists

And will verbally assault anyone who bullies you

[cruyuu]

Some had stated that sukuna hadn't embraced change in the final chapter because he didn't say that to yuji's face and that the whole "finding another path" wasn't because of yuuji and i'm very confused how they reached that conclusion because it's pretty clear that was yuji's influence. What are your thoughts on it?

Hi anon! Sorry for replying a bit late. This got a bit lengthier because I tend to yap about these two so more under the cut.

Everything is quite clear if you have a good grasp of who Sukuna is in canon. It doesn't need saying that Sukuna is very hard-headed and that he doesn't care about anything other than himself. He might go along with something, but only- and a big emphasis on only- if he wants to. He's pretty selfish and had survived with that mindset without ever changing or contemplating on changing himself. For years and years. I'm pretty sure that him suddenly yapping about trying a different path in life after he lost to Yuuji (even stopping to zone out mid fight because the thought of killing Yuuji didn't entertain him but rather irritated him lmfao) is a quite clear answer to who truly affected him and managed to reach him.

For him to declare that he lost, or to quote exactly what Yuuji's own words to him in 268 meant, definitely means that his reason for change stems from no one else but Yuuji. It wasn't a whiplash type of change, like him suddenly embracing everything that is so opposite of him, but just a subtle nod of acknowledgement- which is finding a different path. It's a fitting in-character response to Yuuji's own words. And, considering it's them, we all know that he'd never ever say that to Yuuji's face because he doesn't want him to be right lol

Sukuna remains as we had known him (and grew to love him) but he admits to changing one aspect of himself and that is: his connection to the world and the way he views people around him which was what Yuuji had said to him. Not to curse someone but to live with someone.

He basically told him not to be alone and stop being so unapproachable. It's the whole "unseen and unknown by anyone" thing (which- for context- comes from his chosen character song by Gege). Yuuji brought him down from the moon and told him to try to mingle with the people and stop playing the part of an alien.

Might I also mention the fact that this *points at the last sentence of the upper paragraph* is lowkey Yuuji talking about their relationship because Sukuna had no trouble "dancing" with others and praising them yet when it came to Yuuji, he was distant, unimpressed, and didn't spare him any compliments. He always called him "brat". He called him "boring". Yuuji is always singled out and therefore the one who Sukuna appears to as "something untouchable and unreachable" because he never gets anything out of him, not even when there's just the two of them in his Domain, not even when he shoots arrows with him and fishes crayfish (Chapter 265). Sukuna resolutely keeps his mouth shut- doesn't talk about himself, doesn't talk about Yuuji.

Hell, the whole conflict between them can be literally encapsulated in the fact that they have opposing views on strength and how they perceive the world around them and that they can't accept one another because of it and because they are quite stubborn themselves. It's there when Sukuna is telling Yuuji that everyone around him will die. It's there when Yuuji asks Sukuna why can't he and the rest just live without causing suffering while Sukuna asks him why he and the rest were so weak- as in, why didn't they embrace his way of living. Those who suffer the most, after all, usually suffer because of others or for others and Yuuji is the prime, perfect, walking example of that. All of this is given a proper conclusion in the end with Yuuji proving Sukuna wrong on every account. He is strong. He is capable. It was just that Sukuna's own mindset had led him to defeat, all because he wasn't willing to see Yuuji's own worth and had never acknowledged him nor his "ideal". You know who else was doing that? Yuuji. But... Yuuji had changed. He was no longer indifferent to him, no longer ignored him, nor hated him, but took his time to try and reach him. From indifference to hate to love. Sukuna never did, even if he was unconsciously changing because his behavior and words were all over the place. Still, he vehemently rejected it because to him it's all about himself and "if I don't openly acknowledge it, it's not happening to me".

Yuuji is stubborn as hell and Sukuna is too (why he says "You are me" to him lol) and hence realized the only way to prove him wrong was to beat him. And by "beat", I mean offer him to continue to live in Yuuji's body, watch him stomp down the offer (not once but twice AND despite Yuuji noting how talking with him is worthless in 265, he still tries, oh bless him) and choose death over accepting Yuuji.

Now, anyone who isn't into these two (as a ship or generally their dynamic) might see this as "aha! see he'd rather die than live with him so how the hell did yuuji exactly change him or reach him" but then they do tend to forget how everything ended. There are a couple of panels after Yuuji looks up to the sky, clearly thinking of Sukuna because he's gazing at the fingers he lost because of him. This moment was spurred on by Yuuji's words to Megumi- that the finger he left in the shed is practically harmless now. The panels which follow is the moment where Sukuna is proving himself as Yuuji's words (harmless) and FINALLY there's no more vehement rejection (for him to say "nah I won't consider a different path") or blatant disregard for him but actual matching thought process. Sukuna and Yuuji matching? Sharing opinions? No longer vehemently being opposed to each other? In my jjk? It's more likely than you think!

I don't know why some still reject the idea of Yuuji changing Sukuna when the entire conflict of this manga had started with them and ended with them. Sukuna had walked one path his entire life until he met Yuuji and meanwhile Yuuji wouldn't really figure out his own self-worth if it weren't for Sukuna.

That was the long answer. The short answer would be "yes, he did, it's pretty much in your face if you read the manga."

And that's all from me! Sorry for yapping, anon, but it will happen again. I love these two idiots way too much.

[slexenskee]

New No Scrubs Album dropping in a chapter near you ✨

Holiday - Green Day

Cherub Rock - Smashing Pumpkins

Cool Enough - (Mayonaise) Smashing Pumpkins

1979 - Smashing Pumpkins

Island in the Sun - Weezer

Wake Me Up - (Wake Me Up When September Ends) Green Day

Yeah I was really feeling SP on this one but what can I say Siamese Dream is one of my favorite albums ever. I especially love it for reasons like this review on Rolling Stones: "But the result, on Siamese Dream, is a rock band that sounds 200 feet tall but also doesn’t quite sound like a functioning rock band. It sounds like a morbid, tyrannical, outrageously talented person imagining a rock band in his head. There’s an unembarrassed enormity, but also a crushing loneliness radiating from the guy who wants you to know that he’s almost single-handedly responsible for that enormity." Like is that not literally what Gojo is doing with No Scrubs?? I just loved that irony.

I will shamelessly say Mayonaise is my favorite song in this entire fic and okay hear me out there's a reason for it. So Billy Corgan (SP frontman and writer) is on record admitting Mayonaise is a nonsense song full of one-liners he just thought sounded cool at the time. BUT then he's also on record two decades later conceding that every time he sings it now he's shocked by how unabashedly reflective it is of the loneliness and sadness he'd been going through at the time. Basically, he incepted himself this entire time. He really just thought it was a bunch of nonsense he threw together to sound good, but it turns out he was really trying to describe how difficult it is to not only fit in with the rest, but also come to terms with who you are.

And then here's Gojo who's, like, loved this song since childhood and is putting it on an album and convincing himself 'oh it's just a song I really like because it sounds cool' - when in reality he loves that song so much because it's such a reflection on himself and what he's been through, and it's a deeply personal experience to him. And years from now when he sings it with No Scrubs on a reunion tour or something he's gonna be like 'Oh shit. I thought this was just a nonsense song I borrowed from someone else who also thought it was nonsense, but this song has actually been about me all along.'

Even better - he chooses to sing it to Hawks, specifically, in a deeply personal manner, and his logic at the time is that it's a cool song that he really likes on their new album and a good one to show off. But on a subconscious level he chose it because it's a song he identifies with so profoundly, and the same part of him that sees the similarities between himself and Hawks also chose it because subconsciously he considers it a song for Hawks as well.

Island in the Sun is the one that all the fans (and Hawks lol) automatically assume is about Hawks, for obvious reasons, but Mayonnaise is really the one that makes Gojo think of him.

[streetlightyeri]

Would you ever write for Scott from twisters?

I am in the midst of writing something for him! I have three fics in the works (part 2 for tyler, the main fic that "false god" fits in for boone, and one for scott). they're all based off of Zach Bryan songs.

I just feel like everything I'm writing sounds like I'm illiterate. It's very hard for me to write things that don't have extensive backstories (ig that's what a masters degree in creative writing does to a person lol), so I have to actively fight myself to not write 100 pages of fanfiction about a side character that gets 10 minutes of screen time bc literally no one would read that. for reference of how inane I am when I write: I am currently searching academic sources to get an understanding of sound wave acoustics bc I've decided one of my characters will have a PhD in it - like what is my problem, this is a movie about TORNADOES. anyway lol here's a little sneak peek for the Scott fic. very rough - hasn't been proof read even once. <3

“ASPEN!” It felt like the world was spinning around him, as though he was the center of the tornado. He had his hat clenched in his hand. He felt his lunch fighting to come up. All around him was destruction with a death toll of 14 and climbing. If she was one of them, he wouldn’t know what he would do. He had searched every same piece of rubble that was once her grandmother’s house and had no luck.

Javi walked up to the Tornado Wrangler crew with arms extended in a gesture that one would use when approaching a bull. “I understand you do not want to see me, but trust me, we are not working these people.” He glanced over his shoulder to see Scott scouring what he could only imagine was the remnants of her room for the 3rd time. He pulled his phone and swiped to the photo Scott shared with him. He turned it to the group. “Have you seen this girl?”

Tyler blinked a moment too long and a tanned girl with cropped hair swallowed harshly. Dani was her name, if Javi remembered correctly. She stepped away from the table where she was handing out food and pulled Javi to the side. “It’s bad. I found her in that flipped StormPar truck pinned to the seat by an old iron post through the chest. It didn’t seem like she was trying to take cover, more like she was trying to grab something because this was in her hand.”

Dani handed him a hunk of plastic that would’ve seemed like nothing to someone else. But Javi knew: this was the StormPar data. She could very well be dead, all because she didn’t want Scott to lose everything from the Par.

“It . . . I thought she was dead, her breathing was so shallow. I’m a trained EMT, so I almost called it. Anyone else would have. But she twitched, so I investigated some more. I had to trach her to keep the stress off her heart. Tyler and I put her in an ambulance with the post still in about 20 minutes ago.”

Javi turned to run to get Scott, but Dani’s hand gripped his upper arm, forcing him to turn back to her.

She leveled her eyes with his, steeling her voice. “I can guess who she is to him. She may not have even made it to the hospital. Her breathing depends on how well the EMTs can bag her. What he sees may scar him. He may be identifying her. Make sure he is prepared. Do not give him false hope.”

Javi gave one strong nod. “Thank you.” He glanced at the rest of the group who pretended to not be listening. “Y’all are good people.”

She gave him a sympathetic smile and let him go, watching as he ran to Scott who had screamed himself hoarse. Javi slipped the data pack into his back pocket; the reason she was in that truck was not something he was going to be telling Scott, at least not at that time. Javi tried to explain everything else, but the second the word ambulance came out of Javi’s mouth, Scott was running for the truck. Javi had to tackle him against the door and take the keys from him. “You are not stable enough to drive.”

Scott would’ve argued any other time, but every second he spent outside the vehicle was one where he could be on the way to see her. He complied, climbing into the passenger seat.

[expertnuerodiver]

Random Songs that remind me of MXTX characters

Smooth by Santana (feat. Rob Thomas) reminds me of Hua Cheng and Xie Lian because of the lines that say

"And if you said, "This life ain't good enough" (Implying Xie Lian says that) I would give my world to lift you up I could change my life to better suit your mood (yeah) Because you're so smooth" (The rest of the line being Hua Cheng)

Something about that line just fits them perfectly to me (Note that I only have read up to the end of book 2 lol)

2. Government Hooker by Lady Gaga reminds me of Hua Cheng because you cannot tell me otherwise that is is not a Lady Gaga or Britney Spears fan

3. Smooth Operator by Sade reminds me of Xie Lian but it is directed to Hua Cheng some way (I do not know why, I do not make the rules though)

4. I Won't Say (I'm In Love) in Hercules the Disney movie reminds me of Shi Qingxuan. She would sing her heart out to this and nail it. (The message is probably directed to either FengQing or Xie Lian.)

(She would also sing Scars to Your Beautiful by Alessia Cara to Lang Ying. He is probably scared by the singing.)

5. Noel's Lament in Ride the Cyclone is also Shi Qingxuan. Moving on!

6. Sex With a Ghost by Teddy Hyde is, you guessed it, Hualian. Cause like- never mind...

7. Tongues and Teeth by The Crane Wives reminds me of Beefleaf or FengQing

8. 1812 Overture Op. 49 TH 49 by Tchaikovsky reminds me of Mobei-Jun I just know that that man listens to classical music and SQH is sick of it. (SQH actually likes hearing it.)

9. Mess is Mine by Vance Joy reminds me of Hualian. Imagine it as Hua Cheng comforting Xie Lian, or even vice versa.

10. Walk You Home by Sir Chloe reminds me of Shen Qingqiu and Luo Binghe or even Shen Jiu and Yue Qingyuan. (Shen Qingqiu and Yu Qingyuan are the ones asking to walk the others home aka comforting Luo Binghe and Shen Jiu.

11. Let It Go in Frozen reminds me of Shang Qinghua because of him possibly poking fun at Mobei-Jun (Mobei-Jun doesn't understand what Frozen is.)

12. Literally any vocaloid song reminds me of Shang Qinghua.

If you want more of these, I will make a part 2 eventually.

[ryuichirou]

Replies

I’m resting this weekend, so only short replies today! For some reason it’s taking me longer (2-3 hours) to write hcs lately… Maybe I’ll rethink my approach, but for now here are some replies related to previously posted stuff.

Anonymous asked:

I too, would like to stuff my face inbetween jack pecs and maybe give a little lick >w>;

See, you understand Deuce! He really couldn’t resist, his brain stopped working there for a moment.

Anonymous asked:

Saw your gidel/fellow sketch and 💚💚💚 (* ´ ▽ ` *)

Love it! I really love art of them just being cute and domestic 💚

(related to sketches from 🔑)

Hehehe thank you so much! <3 I’m very happy you like them!

They are such a delight to draw, I still have a lot of ideas for them… gotta draw more. They have a very unique life style, it’s fun to come up with ideas for their everyday life.

Anonymous asked:

she asked for no pickles ass pose, i love girls that are losers

and so does azul

(related to fem!AzuIde)

I love how this phrase describes their dynamic absolutely perfectly lol There is nothing that describes AzuIde better than “she asked for no pickles”.

Azul really has a soft spot for her girlfailure…

Anonymous asked:

Yay!!! The girlies are back! I literally love female Azuide so much, omfg.

Hehe yes!! For some reason I always end up drawing these two lol Wives…

I’m happy you love them too!! <3

Anonymous asked:

I like how in the comic with the diasomnia boys going to the movies, Sebek imagines himself caked up.

(related to this comic)

LOL it’s not his fault he is a part of cakeless game!!...

I wonder if it’s wishful thinking or just him being anxious that his butt is too big and will absolutely inconvenience Malleus.

Anonymous asked:

I saw your recent reply to an anon about Unsweetened Leomonade, so let me expand on that.

Who do you think would fit the lyrics: It's hard to finish sentences

I'll sell my pride instead

Cause it's easier to focus

I'm just the price above my head

People think I'm pretty

So I'll buy a hotel room

One bed trope without the tension

The child and her groom

I personally think the whole song was made for Ciel and Sebastian. *The child and her groom*? Replace her with he and it's perfect!

See, I KNEW I wasn’t exaggerating! There WAS A CORRECT ANSWER!

But yeah, Ciel and Sebastian was my main guess, to be honest. It does feel like their vibe…

[alnst-hyunaluka]

My native language is spanish, and I’m already guessing that the reason why I haven't seen many if any spanish covers, is because people are probably having troubles coming up with a translation of "blink gone", one that fits the beat of the song, because for those who don't know, spanish is a language with looong words with many syllables in comparision to korean or english, so, as fluid bilingual person, I'd like to propose the following for any struggling singer out there:

* DISCLAIMER: believe me, I know none of the following are direct translations, let alone literal ones, that's not how translation, specially poetry/music translation works, sometimes you have to choose the vibes above the literal okay? Okay.*

I'll say it right away: translating both words as the chorus in spanish while making it fit the song, is pretty much impossible, so we have to chooe which part of the phrase we want to use, I'll offer for both:

BLINK:

Instante - The closest, shortest translation to the original phrase, carries most of the meaning that can be complimented with the rest of the verses.

Breve - Not my favorite, gotta admit it, but it can work! Just make sure to link the meaning to the verses!

Fugaz - Now, this might be is stretching it a bit, but it's a nice word that has good ring and only two syllables like the original!

Destello - Now we're definitely going more for the vibes! Especially if we take into account how the blinding lights play a part in the aesthetic and meaning of the song.

GONE

Solo - If you couple it with either the "instante" or "momento" then it can work, just... not fully in the chorus ^^'.

Leve - like breve, wouldn’t be my first pick, but a good verse can easily fix that, so don't listen to me, I'm biligual, not musician or poet.

Etéreo - Another one based on vibes more than meaning lol, but basically the word alludes to the idea of haziness, meaning something gone in a blink :P

And... that's it, feel free to reply or comment with your questions or comments, as long as they're not rude, I'll be glad to reply back!

[secretariatess]

The Milkmaids and the Partridge

So, because I usually write other world fantasy, where Christmas doesn't actually exist. So writing a fantasy Christmas story for me . . . wouldn't be undoable, I guess, but it would take a lot more work than I wanted to put in.

So the theme was "Twelve Days of Christmas," which is meant of the literal days of Christmas and not the song. But I'm being very loose with all of this and using inspiration from the song, and inspiration from the real Christmas story.

It's more of a fairy tale than anything, so hopefully it's enjoyable despite my liberties, lol. It's under 5k words (which is surprising for me!)

For the Christmas Inklings Challenge, @inklings-challenge

 Once upon a time, in the Realm of the Ten Lords, there was a humble dairy farm on the outskirts of the town.  This dairy farm, known to most as the Starry Night Farm due to its uniquely painted barn, was owned and run by eight milkmaids.  These milkmaids were not sisters by blood, but considered themselves such all the same because of how close they got over the years.  The start of their friendship is truly an interesting story, but it is not the story right now.

 These milkmaids all lived in the space over the barn.  It was not a very large space, as they did not have many cows, but it kept them warm and provided beds for them, so they were quite content with their lives.  Their cows produced some of the finest milk in all the realm, and so they had met many a traveler seeking to taste the milk.

 Now one of their duties was to make sure their pastures were fit for their cows.  A good pasture led to happy, healthy cows, and that was part of their secret for their milk.  The milkmaids took this task very seriously and always kept a sharp eye out for anything that might pose a danger to the cows.

 It was one morning that Spirit, for that was the name of one of the milkmaids, noticed that there was a patch of foxtail growing in the corner of the pasture.  Now see, foxtail was not very good for cows, as the spikelets of the foxtail could get into the noses and ears of cows and cause great harm.  Spirit promptly got rid of it and thought that that was the end of it.

 The next day, Comfort, another milkmaid, saw foxtail growing in the corner of the pasture, and she took care of it before any of the cows wandered over.  Like Spirit, she thought that was the end of it.  But the next day, and the day after that, all the milkmaids had encountered the foxtail, each believing that they were responsible for getting rid of it and not realizing that their fellow milkmaids had done the same thing.

 It was not until Spirit saw the foxtail again, and this time, there was more of it.  She said to her fellow milkmaids, “Dear sisters, see here- I have removed this foxtail but a little over a week ago and it has returned in a larger bunch.”

 “You have removed it?” said Meek, another milkmaid who was normally quiet.  “Why, I have removed it myself only a week past! It has returned already?”

 “That is quite odd,” said Suffered, yet another one of the milkmaids.  “For it twas only yesterday that I removed a patch of foxtail.”

 It was then discovered that all of the milkmaids had removed a patch of foxtail.  The rate of its growth alarmed them.

 “Dear sisters, what should we do?” asked Patience, wringing her hands.  “If it will only come back, and in larger amounts, removing it will get us nowhere!”

 “Come now,” chided Righteous gently.  “There is no use getting in a tizzy just yet. We will ask the Nine Ladies for their wisdom about what we should do.”

 It was a very good idea, and the milkmaids agreed to trek into town at the end of the week.  The Nine Ladies were fond of dancing, and held a dance every end of the week.  They were married to the Ten Lords, save one.  This Lord fancied his leaping, as the rest of the Lords were, but thought that getting married would only tie him down.  He wanted to spend as many years as he could to leap as high as he could before he settled down and got married.

 It was a jolly sight when they arrived.  Half the townsfolk had arrived to participate in the dance, and the music was merry.  For those who were not as nimble on their feet, or perhaps were recovering from having partners who were not as nimble on their feet, there was a large banquet set up for them to enjoy, courtesy of the Nine Ladies.

 The milkmaids approached the table of the Nine Ladies, who were resting after spending only a few hours on the dance floor, and curtsied low to them, as one does to show respect to a noble.  In truth, the milkmaids were not used to curtsying as they spent much of their time with their cows, and one does not curtsy to a cow.  Because of this one or two of them thought they would tip over before they could straighten.  Fortunately, they did not.

 “Oh great Ladies of the Realm,” said Pure, rising up from her curtsy and clasping her hands together as though she were praying.  “We have come to implore you for your wisdom, as we are faced with a terrible problem and do not know how to get rid of it.”

 “Speak girls,” said the Lady in the middle, whose cheeks were red and jolly, “and tell us what your problem is that we may help you.”

 “Great Ladies of the Realm,” said Pure again, addressing them so that she may not be seen as rude, “we discovered a patch of foxtail growing in our pasture a little over a week ago. It was not too much of an issue for us, but we found out that it was growing every day, and recently we discovered that it has come back nearly twice the size. It is not good for our cows, and we are concerned about the damage it will cause them. What should we do about this foxtail that will not go away?”

 “Oh, fear not!” said the Lady at the end on the right.  “That is an easy enough fix. What you need is a partridge.”

 “A partridge?” repeated Pure.  She remembered her manners and quickly added, “Oh Great Lady?”

 The Lady at the end on the left nodded cheerfully.  “Truly! That is all you need. There is a partridge in the Garden of the Eleven Pipers- if you go to her, you may be able to persuade her to return with you. When she does, she will eat your foxtail, for that is what partridges like.”

 The milkmaids all curtsied low at this advice.

 “Great Ladies of the Realm, we thank you for your help,” said Pure.  “We shall be ever grateful.”

 “Now, now,” the Lady to the left of the Lady in the middle, “rise up and smile. Perhaps you will join us for some time in this dance!”

 The milkmaids did as the Lady requested, and danced for joy at the solution to their problem.  When they returned that night, for they spent many hours dancing, they prepared themselves for the journey to the Garden of the Eleven Pipers and put away their cows with a lot of hay to ensure their happiness.

 The Garden of the Eleven Pipers was on the other side and would take a few days worth of travel to get there.  The milkmaids had never been there themselves, but they had met people who had, and they were told it was a wonderful place.  So they were excited to see its wonder and bring back the partridge.  It was agreed to take a sack of seeds with them to present to the partridge in order to persuade her to return with them.

 In the morning, they set off, singing to each other all sorts of joyous songs.

 As they journeyed on, they came upon the Great Horned Owl.

 The Great Horned Owl was sleeping, and was not happy with being disturbed from his slumber by their joyful singing.  He settled on the side of the path, peering at them blearily with narrowed eyes as he tried to make them out.

 “Too-hoo! What is this to-do?” he hooted, blinking slowly.  The daylight bothered his eyes so.

��“We are going to the Garden of the Eleven Pipers,” said Peace, stepping forward.

 “The Garden of the Eleven Pipers?” hooted the Owl.  “Too-hoo! That is a long journey.”

 “It is only a few days,” said Peace.  “It is not too long for us.”

 “Too-hoo! I see,” said the Owl.  “Now why would eight young milkmaids be going to the Garden of Eleven Pipers for? Is this part of the Realm not satisfactory for you?”  The Great Horned Owl was a nosy fellow, and had to know about people moving about where they usually did not go.

 “We are going to find a partridge,” said Peace.  She showed him the basket they prepared for the partridge.  The milkmaids had agreed that it would be much more comfortable for the partridge to sit in a cushioned basket than to be carried by their arms or walk the whole way back to the Starry Night Farm.

 “A partridge? Too-hoo! What an odd thing to look for,” said the Owl.

 “We need the partridge to help us with the foxtail in our farm,” said Peace.  “It is growing at an alarming rate, and the Nine Ladies told us that a partridge will eat the foxtail.”

 “Too-hoo! Is that true?” said the Owl.  But the Owl was jealous.  He prided himself with helping all who came across his path with his wide range of knowledge, and he did not like the idea of the milkmaids seeking help from another bird.  Why wouldn’t the Nine Ladies send them to him?  He could have figured out a solution to their problem.

 “It is true!” confirmed Peace.

 “Well then, too-hoo!” said the Owl, devising a plan.  “When you come back, why don’t you show me the partridge before going back to the farm? I have some foxtail myself that I would like to get rid of. If this partridge can do it, than I would like to have some of her time.”

 The milkmaids agreed, because they did not know that the Owl was scheming.  He did not have any foxtail that was growing anywhere, so he certainly did not need the partridge for that.  He instead hoped to eat the partridge whole, so he could remain the only bird to whom the humans asked for help.  But the milkmaids could not have known this, for he was very convincing.

 So they continued on their way.  After a few days, they stood at the entrance of the Garden of the Eleven Pipers.  No one really saw the Pipers at work in the Garden, but they knew they were there, somewhere among the plants and trees the Pipers grew.  The Garden was enormous, and the Pipers allowed anyone in to come and rest, and to eat the fruit and vegetables of their garden.  It was a refuge for many creatures and people without any other place to go.

 But because it was so large, the milkmaids realized that it would take them quite a while to find the partridge.  They wandered here and there, stepping around the carrot patches and the tomato plants, twisting their way around the apple trees and blueberry bushes, until they came upon a sparkling creek winding around the orange trees.  In this creek were seven beautiful swans, swimming about and coming together to share some exciting information before drifting apart again to think of something else that had happened to them that week.

 The milkmaids quietly approached, not wanting to startle the swans.

 One of them took noticed and let out a welcoming honk.  “Welcome, welcome! Now, what brings the eight of you lovely milkmaids here?” cried one of the swans.

 “We are looking for a partridge,” said Meek, stepping in front of the other milkmaids.  “We were told by the Nine Ladies that we could find her here, but we do not know where to look for her.”

 “Oh, the partridge!” exclaimed the swan.  “Oh yes, we know the partridge. She joins us for our weddings and birthdays, you know.”

 “And when we have feasts!” piped another swan.  “She is quite a lovely thing, and we certainly enjoy her company.”

 “Perhaps you could point us in the right direction?” asked Meek.  “We are beginning to feel quite lost.”

 “Oh, but of course!” said the second swan.  “Now, if you go down that way, you should come out to some very lovely banana trees. There are usually some geese there who know just about everyone here in the Garden. They will tell you where the partridge likes to go.”

 “Thank you very much!” said Meek, and she meant it.  For it is not every day that one gets lost in a giant garden.  The experience was quite overwhelming.

 The milkmaids followed the swan’s advice, and sure enough, they came across some banana trees with six geese who had made themselves quite cozy at the root of the trees.  Their nests were big enough to hold fully grown humans, and they were made with the softest, finest things that the geese could find.  The geese were very particular about their nests, for once every week, they would lay one egg.  And then on the seventh day, they would all rest and care for the egg they laid.

 They were resting on this day, sitting happily on the eggs they laid and dreaming of the gooseling they would get to meet shortly.

 When the milkmaids arrived, they lifted their heads contentedly.

 “Excuse us, madams,” said Mercy, stepping forward this time.  “Perhaps you could tell where we might find the partridge? We were told that you would know.”

 “Why, of course dear!” said the first goose.  Her voice was that that only a mother could have when talking tenderly to a child.  “We know exactly where she is. She likes to roost among the pear trees.”

 “Thank you, kind madams,” said Mercy, giving a little curtsy.  She did not know if it was proper to do so, but it felt wrong to not do so.  Her fellow milkmaids followed suit, giving the geese a respectful curtsy.  “Perhaps you could tell us where the pear trees are? We are new to the Garden, and do not know our way around.”

 “Oh, you poor dears,” fussed the second goose.  “Wandering around the Garden, and no idea of how to get anywhere? It is a wonder you got this far then, I shouldn’t wonder. We would take you ourselves if it weren’t for the fact that we mustn’t leave these eggs alone. The Garden is safe, but it never hurts to be careful.”

 “Well, I shan’t tell them to go alone,” said the third goose.  “I would not want them to wander off and get lost again. Even with the best directions you can always take a wrong step, and next thing you know, you’re in the pumpkin patch!”

 “No need to worry,” said the fourth goose calmly.  “We shall send the calling birds with them. They will know where to go, and can stay with the girls so that they do not get lost. Now, you must wait for them,” she told the milkmaids sternly.

 The milkmaids agreed and settled themselves by the geese while the fifth goose let out a loud honk to tell the calling birds to come to them.  While they waited, the milkmaids told the geese of their mission, and the foxtail that was growing in their pasture.  The geese sympathized with their plight and fussed over the long journey that the milkmaids had to take to get the Garden.  The milkmaids let the geese fuss over them, for it was better to let the geese care for them and not to tell them that they did not need the care.  As it was, it felt nice to be cared for.  The geese made sure they still had enough food and water to continue on, and to make it back home.

 The two calling birds arrived shortly after the geese confirmed that the milkmaids would be able to travel quite comfortably.

 “Greetings!” said the first calling bird.  “We heard that someone is in need of our service?”

 “Yes, yes, these poor dears are looking for the partridge,” said the second goose.  “They are quite lost, as it is their first time in the Garden. Would you be so kind as to escort them to the pear trees so that they do not get lost?”

 “Most certainly!” said the second calling bird.  He swept into a bow as only a bird could.  “We can bring you straight to the partridge! However, we must tell you, that you will have to wait until nightfall to speak with her. For she is a very busy bird and does not come to rest until night.”

 “We can most certainly wait,” assured Mercy, giving the calling birds a curtsy in turn.  All this curtsying was making her legs tired.  She was not used to having to do this.

 “Right this way, then!” said the first calling bird.  He took off from the branch where he had landed and swiftly wove between the trees.  The second calling bird only took off when the milkmaids had started to follow, occasionally flying behind them or perching on their shoulder.  The first calling bird stopped when he had gone far enough, making sure the milkmaids knew where to go.  The second calling bird stayed with them to make sure they did not take a wrong turn and get lost.  He also had a very good singing voice and knew a great deal of songs, many of which he taught the milkmaids as they made their way to the pear trees.

 It was early evening when they arrived.  The calling birds brought them directly to the pear tree where the partridge would rest.  The milkmaids rested their weary legs underneath the tree.  Even though they tried to maintain a conversation with the calling birds, they eventually became too tired and fell asleep.

 They were awoken by a bright light from above them.  Looking up as they rubbed the sleep from their eyes, they saw light from a very bright star as a partridge came to rest in the branches of the pear tree above them.  She peered down at them curiously.

 “It is not every night that I come to find visitors beneath my tree,” said the partridge.  “What brings you here?”

 “O Great Partridge,” said Comfort.  She used such great titles because that is how one addresses the Ladies.  And if this partridge was to save them from their foxtail problem, it was only logical to refer to her like this.  “We have come to plead for your help. Our farm has a problem with foxtail- my sisters and I have all pulled it up, but it keeps returning. We were told by the Nine Ladies that you would be able to help us.”

 Peace held up the offering of nuts.  “We have brought you these as part of our request to come back with us,” said Peace.  “If you do, we will be forever indebted to you, for the foxtail is harmful to our cows, and our cows are our livelihood.”

 The partridge looked quite pleased with the request.  But not a pleased where she looked proud, but rather a pleased that she was happy they had asked her.  “Of course, daughters, I will come with you and take care of your foxtail. Now settle yourselves back to sleep so you are rested for the journey. In the morning, we shall head out.”

 The milkmaids thanked her profusely and settled back into sleep.

 In the morning, when they were still rising from their slumber and getting themselves ready to go, they were approached by three hens who prided themselves with knowing a language known as “French,” which was spoken in a realm very far from the Realm of the Ten Lords.  Though there were some who suspected that the hens had just made up a language of gibberish and claimed that it was real to make themselves seem well educated, especially since they could not speak any known languages besides the common tongue.

 But these hens were not here to boast of their language skills.  Instead, they looked quite concerned.  “Dear mademoiselles, you must not return the way you came,” they told the milkmaids.

 “Why is that?” asked Suffered.

 “We have it on good authority that the Great Horned Owl is expecting you,” they informed them.  “But he is not looking to get rid of foxtail, as he had told you. He was sharing with some of his friends how much he was going to enjoy partridge for dinner someday. If you return the way you came and meet with the Great Horned Owl, he will surely eat the partridge.”

 “Oh dear,” said Meek.  “That is something that we cannot let happen! But then, how are we to return?”

 “There is a hamlet of twelve drummers,” they told the milkmaids.  “Up in the hills, south of the Garden. If you go to them, they will provide you a way home.”

 The milkmaids thanked the hens for their advice.  They tucked the partridge all nice and cozy in the basket they brought for her, supplying her with their offering of nuts.  They then followed the hens’ advice and headed south out of the Garden.

 It was a hard journey to the hamlet.  It consisted only of twelve houses and one meeting house.  Each building sat on a hill of its own, and each hill was steep.  The drummers, who were not drummers by trade, would sit outside of their houses and drum with each other.  They only left their hills when they had to go to the meeting house to discuss important things that oculd not be said yelling across the dips between hills.

 When the milkmaids arrived, such an event demanded the use of the meeting house.  The drummers saw them from a long way off and were waiting for them there already.  The milkmaids collapsed on the ground, too tired from the journey to show proper decorum to the drummers.  Tearfully, the milkmaids told the drummers of their plight.  The drummers comforted them, telling them that they were safe.  The drummers provided for them blankets and makeshift beds so they could sleep in the meeting house.  Before bed, both the drummers and the milkmaids ate a lovely dinner of fruits, nuts, vegetables, and meat that each drummer harvested from his own hill.  The partridge remained in her basket, happily observing the dining.

 In the morning, the drummers came to the milkmaids.  They presented them with five golden rings.

 “These are magic rings,” said one of the drummers, who used congas.  “We use them when we want to leave the hills. They will take you back to your home without the Great Horned Owl’s knowledge.”

 The milkmaids thanked them as profusely as they thanked the hens.  They all partnered with another of the milkmaids, with Pure carrying the basket with the partridge.  One of the drummers, the one who played a timpani, accompanied them to show them how to use the rings and to take the rings back home after ensuring they got back safely.

 When they arrived at the Starry Night Farm, the milkmaids further showed their gratitude by gifting the timpani drummer with twelve bottles of their finest milk.

 They set the partridge amongst the foxtail, which had overtaken the whole pasture in their absence.  The partridge immediately set to work, eating away at all the foxtail.  When enough of it had been eaten, the milkmaids let the cows out, who had been safely shut away.

 Unbeknownst to the milkmaids, the Great Horned Owl realized that they were not going to return the way they came.  Enraged by their trickery, he himself flew to the Garden in hopes of finding the partridge.  Not knowing what a partridge looked like, he made sure to eat all the quail and grouse who considered themselves safe in the Garden.  When he realized that he still had not caught the partridge, he headed back to the Starry Night Farm to exact his revenge.

 The milkmaids were out in the pasture tending to their cows when the Owl arrived.  Talons spread, he swooped towards Spirit, who cried out in fear.  Her fellow milkmaids rushed to save her, but it was the partridge who jumped out in front of Spirit.

 The partridge fought fiercely, caring not that the Owl was bigger than her, nor that his talons were sharp and made to snatch her up.  To the Owl’s great surprise, she was stronger than she appeared and above all, determined.

 Just as the sun started to sink beneath the trees, the battle ended.  The Owl dragged himself away from the site of the battle into the uneaten foxtail and died from his wounds.

 The partridge remained where she was, beaten, bruised, and bloodied.  The milkmaids rushed to her side to find that she was already dead.

 The milkmaids wept bitterly, placing her in the basket that had been serving as her bed.  They brought the basket into the barn where they mourned the whole night.  Their tears exhausted them and they fell asleep around the basket.

 Morning came and peered through the slats of the barns.  The milkmaids blinked awake in its gaze.  There, in the middle of the largest sunbeam, sat the partridge, alive and well!  The milkmaids cried out in amazement and happiness.

 “O Great Partridge!” gasped Righteous.  “We thought you were surely gone! How joyous is it that you are not!”

 “Death could not keep me, daughter, after such a sacrifice,” said the partridge.  “I said I would take care of your foxtail, and I am not one to go back on my promises.”

 With great rejoicing, the milkmaids returned the pasture with partridge.  The carcass of the Owl was thrown out by the road, where worms, scavengers, and flies discovered it.  The partridge remained with the milkmaids and ate their foxtail.  The cows continued to be healthy and happy, and produced even finer milk than before.

For now, at least, they lived happily ever after.

[rocksteadydeadboy]

📻🙾 [charles as ska/punk lyrics] 🙾📻

playlist [ here on youtube ] or on desktop view of this blog! just some random lyrics that remind me of the lad (not 100% ska or punk songs but for the most part!)

[ 📀 for songs i think fit best / my faves, 💿 for the rest lol ]

📀 The Selecter - Washed Up And Left For Dead

[ basically the entire song lol ] but I like these in particular:

He was washed up and left for dead Nobody told him he was just not wanted It got so cold after midnight

Night after night he's out biting the pavement Hurt his hands clapping for the group He can't dance, but he can certainly cause trouble

📀 The English Beat - Tears Of A Clown

[ full lyrics ]

Now if there's a smile on my face It's only there tryin’ to fool the public But when it comes down to foolin’ you Now, honey, that's quite a different subject

📀 X-Ray Spex - Germfree Adolescents

[ full lyrics ] a song for edwin!

I know you're antiseptic Your deodorant smells nice I'd like to get to know you You're deep frozen like the ice

[His] phobia is infection [He] needs one to survive It's [his] built-in protection Without fear [he'd] give up and die

📀 Amanda Lear - Follow Me

[ full lyrics ] tbh just here so i could have a song for the cat king. entire lyrics apply i love this song

I'll sell you dreams and new desires, I'm trading hopes, I'm open late

Unbelievable, maybe / You'll have a new identity For a second of vanity, I want to change your destiny

I'll give you wings, I'll sell you fame, merry-go-round maybe to Hell I am the key to your problem, so follow me, just follow me

📀 The Specials - Hey Little Rich Girl

[ full lyrics ] a song for crystal (and david the demon)

You left for London When you were nineteen Had to pull off your nice clothes Just living on dreams A man in the bright lights Took all that you own Now he's taken your freedom For a fate unknown

📀 The Business - Another Rebel Dead

[ full lyrics ] another charles gets murdered song :(

They say he killed himself But it was someone else His name was on their list And now he don't exist He didn't stand a chance Upon his grave they dance They were determined to blow him out

📀 Madness - It Must be Love

[ full lyrics ] another edwin song codependent king

As soon as I wake up every night, every day I know that it's you I need to take the blues away

I've got to be near you every night, every day I couldn't be happy any other way

📀 The Specials - It Doesn't Make It Right

[ full lyrics ] 'these cases have to matter', etc

Just because you're nobody It doesn't mean that you're no good Just because there's a reason It doesn't mean it's understood

It doesn't make it alright It doesn't make it alright It's the worst excuse in the world And it, it doesn't make it alright

💿 X-Ray Spex - I Can't Do Anything

[ full lyrics ] this one is a bit on the nose

I can't read / And I can't spell / I can't even get to hell I can't love / And I can't hate / I can't even hesitate

💿 The Toasters - Don't Let The Bastards Grind You Down

[ full lyrics ] mostly here for vibes

I'm living in a world where I don't really fit Every day walking through the same old shit I'm gonna get my gun, gonna get prepared I'm not impressed and I'm not scared

💿 Fishbone - Everyday Sunshine

[ full lyrics ] a bit of a niko song as well

I wish everyday the sun would shine Take me to another place in my mind Where everything is beautiful

If we could fly away on wings To a place where all could be true And the skies were blue And love was true

💿 Special Interest - Don't Kiss Me In Public

[ full lyrics ] charles & crystal song #CuteDistraction

Why don't you kiss me in public? And smear your lipstick all on my cheek Boo hoo won't cry for heartless cinema Boo hoo don't cry for you and me

💿 Angelic Upstarts - Never Return To Hell

[ full lyrics ] another overly literal pick lol

Never return to hell Hey boys, quite enough to fulfill the final blow One day all your games will come to an end

💿 Tamar-kali - Boot

[ full lyrics ] another charles & crystal song, i just like this line

She is sweet tasting fruit whose juice is bitter tears

💿 The Oppressed - Do Anything You Wanna Do

[ full lyrics ] mostly for the vibes

Why don't you ask them what they expect from you ? Why don't you tell them what you're gonna do You get so lonely, maybe it's better that way It's not you only, 'cause you got something to say Do anything you wanna do

💿 Angelic Upstarts - Never 'Ad Nothin'

[ full lyrics ] also just here for vibes!

I'm gonna go up in a puff of smoke I wanna go up in a puff of smoke (2x) If I'm goin' out I'm takin' some of you fucks with me!

💿 The English Beat - Mirror In The Bathroom

[ full lyrics ] that's right another codependent payneland song

Mirror in the bathroom, please talk free The door is locked, just you and me Can I take you to a restaurant that's got glass tables? You can watch yourself while you are eating

💿 The Specials - Do Nothing

[ full lyrics ] lastly! another depressing one lol. perhaps charles thoughts on being dead in ep 4

They're just living in a life without meaning I walk and walk, do nothing They're just playing in a life without thinking They talk and talk, say nothing I'm just living in a life without feeling

[xxsp3llb0undxx]

The Cullens as song's // HC

Song's I think the Cullens would be, based off of their personalities and their backstories. I couldn't find a song to fit Emmett, I've been searching for the last hour :/ Sorry to all Emmett lovers, he shall not be in this little HC. I hope you enjoy reading the rest though, please do let me know what you think the Cullen's would be as songs <3

MASTERLIST CULLENS

Rosalie - Black Dahlia // Hollywood Undead

I think this song fits Rose the best because of everything she went through prior to being turned.

Like the apparent love of her life, future husband, using and manipulating her ??

He took everything from her, let others do things to her.

He's a lil bitch :)

The lyrics "and I've been abused, I feel so used because of you."

"The future that we both drew and all the shit we've been through. Obsessed with the thought of you, the pain just grew and grew."

Really sound's like something Edward would hear Rose think to herself whenever he would listen to her thoughts.

Her revenge was worth it though, she finally got to take something from him, like he had done to her.

"You just lay without a sound, seems like all we had is over now, you left to rest."

Major 'Lol I killed my stupid husband' vibes

Edward - Parasite Eve // Bring Me The Horizon

Okay not to be one of those people, but considering Eddie boy over here was around during the Spanish influenza and almost dying from it; I kinda found this song fitting ??

'Parasite Eve' is about Covid, and both illnesses are similar; too similar in fact.

The lyrics "I've got a fever, don't breathe on me." and "Leave your flowers and grieve." Really scream Edward for me ??

We were all scared of big man Covid but imagine how terrified he must've been when he had the Spanish influenza.

Like he's just vibing one minute and then, boom, he's literally lying on his death bed.

Edward would probably really relate to this song, even if he's into classical; 'Parasite Eve' would be an exception.

Jasper - Forest // Twenty One Pilots

Okay, I know what you're thinking but hear me out.

Lyrics "I don't know why I feed on emotion, there's a stomach inside my brain."

Signifies Jasper's gift of empathy and control of emotions.

"My brain has given up, white flags are hoisted."

White Flags were used during the Civil War to end it, a way to show they have surrendered.

Not only does those lyrics signify the Civil War, it could also be a metaphor for Jasper; he's given up that part of his life.

He doesn't want to let it corrupt him any further because he's guilty for playing a part in taking so many lives.

So, in turn, he's put up white flags to surrender and hope to start over; become a better person, vampire.

Alice - Can You Feel My Heart // Bring Me The Horizon

Sweet little fairy.

Didn't deserve to be locked away in an asylum.

I think, in some way, this song is fitting for Alice.

Lyrics "Forgive me father, I love you Mother."

Make me feel like she would've said this a lot, thinking she was a disappointment to her parents for her gift.

"I'm scared to get close, and I hate being alone."

Definitely was something Alice had felt prior and post-vampirism, scared if she got too close to someone she could predict their fate.

But also being scared she would end up alone because people would be so weirded out by her gift.

Carlisle - Put Your Head On My Shoulder // Paul Anka

Absolute sweetheart !

This song is just Carlisle to Esme, 100%

He's such a gentleman, even though his father was like a BIG priest dude who killed the supernatural and he caused Carlisle to turn ??

He's just full of love, no one can tell me different !!

Secretly, Carlisle is Paul Anka and wrote this song for Esme

So sorry it's short, Dr. Cullen is just an angel and didn't really have much corruption in his life ngl.

Esme - Brick By Boring Brick // Paramore

For some reason I feel like this song definitely reminds me of Esme because of the meaning behind the song.

"The song Brick by Boring Brick is a story about a girl who escaped reality through pictures and fairy tales and anything that wasn’t the real story. This way, she’d look perfect to everyone else and we’d all think that she’s got it together. But being that it was all for show, it couldn’t last"

"Esme was born in 1895 in Columbus, Ohio, where she was treated at the age of 16 by Carlisle after breaking her leg when climbing a tree. She married Charles Evenson, but he abused her. After finding out she was pregnant, she ran away and gave birth to a son, who subsequently died a few days later."

Brick By Boring Brick resembles Esme's tough life from a young age, she was still only a child when she was to be married to Evenson, she didn't want to continue with the abuse she suffered.

So, she ran, she created a life where she would be happy, even though; if you looked a bit closer, there were cracks in her reality.

All she wanted was to be happy, but she also ended up losing her son in the process of freeing herself from the shackles of her abusive husband.

The lyrics "Well, you built up a world of magic, because your real life is tragic." Truly speaks on so many different levels how Esme presents herself to the world and everyone around, even though how she want's to be perceived is fake and in reality Esme has suffered a lot.

Not only with losing her baby but also she will never be able to have those years of her life back, it'll forever remind her of how badly she was treated. Just like Rose.

[daintyduck99]

Moment prompt

Friends pointing it out, peterpatterlina (yes I'm sending the same prompt multiple times but you don't have to do them all lol)

"So…what's up with you and the couple from 3B?"

Luke tears his eyes away from the skyline, hoping his flush isn't visible in the dying light or the lamps that dot the rooftop.

Willie's smile ticks slightly, which means that it probably is, but Luke just shrugs.

"They're musicians. They're really good."

Willie hums. He rests his arms on the ledge Luke's been leaning on since—

Since he all but ran from them, honestly.

Luke chances a look over his shoulder, where most of their neighbors are still milling about, cups in hand, speaking in a low murmur, though sometimes a laugh will ring out, bright in the almost-night.

The most melodic laughs are missing, along with some of the brightest eyes Luke has ever seen, and he's not sure if that's better or worse. He suppresses a sigh.

A gentle bump makes him turn back around, and Willie's still smiling at him knowingly, but. Willie is Willie. He's cool.

The problem's putting any of this into words, words that don't have a painfully earnest lilt to them, words that aren't meant to tumble from cracked, pleading lips, accompanied by strumming fingers.

And Luke can't do that. He can't unleash that song into the world. Not when he wants them more than they want him.

He isn't strong enough to survive another evening in their room, a temporary fixture that's been blinded by a false sense of security, by their banter, by sweet, lush kisses and by kind, reverent hands. By the way his name fits in their mouths like a favorite lyric, by the music, literal and not.

There's enough euphoria there to pretend it's something like love, but it's not. It's more like a drug, and he's being used, but the sad thing is he's dying to be, to get under their skin and hope they keep craving him, that they need him somehow.

Fuck, he's only known them for a few months and he's already in way too deep.

"Luke? Earth to Luke…"

He groans, burying his face in Willie's shoulder so his voice comes out muffled.

"Sorry, man. I'm just really in my head."

"Because of the musicians in 3B?"

Luke just groans again, and Willie laughs, warm and wild, carefree in a way Luke wishes he could be about this whole thing.

"Okay, okay," Willie soothes, "I don't get why you're moping, though. They seemed pretty keen on bailing with you before you disappeared, I mean. It wasn't subtle."

Luke lifts his head. "That's the thing, Wills. That's all they want from me, and I—"

"Have a tendency to fall hard and fast for pretty, talented musicians?"

"Damn." Luke huffs a laugh. "Alright, yeah. I should've said that they're a country duo, that would've thrown you. The worst thing is that it's not even a lie. They're just so—"

He sighs at the stars he can barely see.

"I don't know, Wills. They shine. And it's getting unbearable, just—being so close without actually being a part of it."

"Are you sure they don't want you to be?"

He swallows. "What makes you say that?"

"The way they look at you…" Willie shrugs. "That shine, it's not so different from how they look at each other. They're definitely fond of you, dude, and not in a…"

"I get it," Luke says hastily, interrupting before Willie can say something even vaguely convoluted or embarrassing within earshot of their neighbors. Particularly Alex, who'd never let Luke live it down.

He flushes as the full weight of Willie's words really hits him, though. He pauses.

"Willie—do you really think so?"

Willie pokes Luke in the side, which is exposed thanks to the DIY cutoff sleeves.

"I think you should just talk to them, because it's become increasingly clear that you haven't. I swear, if you're just sitting on a pile of pining songs…"

Luke splutters. "I—it's only one song!"

Willie's laughter is contagious, though.

"Seriously, man," he says, squeezing Luke's shoulder, "you should go for it."

Luke lets out a deep breath. "Thanks."

And he does what he did an hour ago, but he's following the stars, not fighting them.

Luke runs.

[freakinator]

I see a lot of Will Wood songs as Red-coded (and half of it is because I just think C!Red would like that music) so I'm very curious on why you think a lot of Will Wood songs are Kab-coded especially Hand Me My Shovel, I'm Going In!

okay so i dont actually listen to will wood that much so im just gonna list the songs that i Have listened to

warning this is really long like Really long, i may have forgotten stuff from past streams, i talk about several things such as mental illness in a symbolic sense rather than directly engaging with the message, and theres a bit of surface-level buddhism there as well

part 1 cause i exceeded the image limit lol

starting off with Hand Me My Shovel, I'm Going In!

aside from the running theme of psychology which kab is Very fond of, kab has a recurring problem of doing something objectionable only to have her not remember it the next day whether genuinely (hashtag adhd) or as a manipulation tactic (deliberately acting as though she doesnt remember parts of her conversations with zam one moment only to mock him for it the next) she also has a recurring problem of refusing to take the blame and directing it to something or someone else (mainly the accuser) for things she doesnt feel guilty doing that are objectively her fault (such as deliberately killing planet)

she had (possibly still has, still need to see what she does after the zam stream today) a desire for getting worse (being evil is not the same thing as getting worse btw, i would say before this stream going evil Was kab getting worse but after the stream today going evil is actually her getting better. i suppose i define getting worse as "doubling down" rather than any conventional sense of the word) which is something that she wanted to drag zam down with her as well after the consequences streams before she accepted the fact that she cares about him with her thoughts regarding him fitting the lyrics on these parts the desire to get worse originates from her desire to prove something, to other ppl yes but mostly to herself -- she feels the need to get worse because she feels the need to protect herself but feels as if the only way to do so is by being the most untrustworthy and manipulative person on the server and she keeps feeling the need to hold onto it tightly despite the fact that it has ruined her reputation, her quality of life, and her relationships because she feels as though it (and clown) are the only things she truly has on the server

in this part the genius annotation explains my thoughts well

Laplace’s Angel (Hurt People? Hurt People!)

in this part i think it connects well with how she felt from the start of the server up to the box arc the first two lines taken literally in regards to mane killing her, the red betrayal, and the woogie arguments and taken symbolically to represent her very intense trust issues that left her disconnected not only to her team but the rest of the players as well the later two lines is in regards to how her relationship with team mice went, at first she felt as though she carried the team in many ways even when it was hard for her, even when she felt as though it wasnt worth it, she kept trucking on until she couldnt take it anymore and decided she was gonna betray as soon as all pretenses collapse and clown offers to ally with her. but when red betrayed her first? she collapsed and threw everything away: her relationships, her former goals, and even her interactions with the entire server

in these parts i think it fits with her initial thoughts about the server which was reinforced by mane and red killing her: everyone is evil, everyone sucks, this is normal and natural and there is no way around it and trying to go agaainst it by being tender and vulnerable will only hurt you so i should become the worst mfer out there so i can never be hurt ever again

karma and her relationship with revenge

its so funny how this one lyric is so isolated from the other verses and choruses cause i think that fits kabs character very well: she wants help desperately but shes far too alone and resistant to other ppl to truly ever receive some for the things she actually needs help with

this is her basically every yap session shes had with zam (esp the 4th part lol)

Cotard’s Solution (Anatta, Dukkha, Anicca)

starting with the title, im not buddhist and have forgotten basically everything i learned about it so this may not be as nuanced as id like but nonetheless its connected to why i associate it with kab anatta - without self dukkha - dissatisfaction brought about by desires and attachment anicca - impermanence and eventual decay in buddhism we are trapped in samsara aka the endless cycle of birth, death, and rebirth brought about by anicca and avidya (ignorance) which brings with it dukkha, to achieve nirvana or permanence/freedom from samsara you must realize anatta and relinquish all desire and attachment in a lser context its very similar to the concept of the cycles and the worldenders but rather than trying to achieve anatta in order to reach nirvana they are instead trying to ensure that samsara keeps continuing, every apocalypse has been done with the knowledge that they can not only start over but that they Should start over, repeating the cycle all over again and actively denying nirvana because to acieve nirvana, emptiness, peace, goes against the very nature of lifesteal itself in a kab context (i will be ignoring how she uses karma cause its far more rigid, reliant on one person, and material-based than the buddhist definition of karma is, the consequences naturally brought about by the server is a far better demonstration of karma while kabs definition of karma would far better fit the concept of social justice instead) she has a lot of trouble with impermanence and attachment, with a much stronger fear of death compared to a lot of other players and having such severe trust issues that it genuinely makes her fear making attachments as it could possibly be used against er in some way. she also has a lot of trouble with her sense of self: constantly denying what she wants, always throwing plots and selves at the wall to see which one wold stick, which one would give her what she wants, which ones would keep her safe, resulting in her often having wants that are severely incongruous to what she needs not much to say from the cotards side of the title cause aside from her being one of the more paranoid and death-fearing members of the server she doesnt really have much of a "walking corpse" quality to her and i associate that part entirely with zam lol (honestly i associate this song with zam more in general as in he fits every line while kab doesnt fit certain verses lol)

i think this reflects her uncertainty with the server brought about by a visceral fear of death very well, she fears that doing the wrong thing will cause her to get punished, severely. the lost two lines in the first image in particular i think fit very well with her box arc

yet another part that i think summarizes her convos with zam lmao

Mr. Capgras Encounters a Secondhand Vanity: Tulpamancer’s Prosopagnosia/Pareidolia (As Direct Result of Trauma to the Fusiform Gyrus)

capgras delusion - delusional misidentification, commonly comes in the form of believing that someone close to you has been replaced by an indentical copy, there have also been cases where patients believe that time has been warped in some manner, aggression is common towards the perceived replacement prosopagnosia - a condition wherein you cant recognize faces/facial expressions pareidolia - pattern recognition of familiar objects in unrelated items such as faces in stains fusiform gyrus - a part of the frontal lobe with an unknown function that is directly linked to recognition kab sees the current her in past zam and vice versa in addition to all the traits they already have in common. kab also constantly reminds zam of joker while zam constantly picks and prods at kab until she becomes honest with him. theres also the fact that kab constantly misinterprets zam and the fact that zam does not like it when ppl remind him of himself due to the subject matter, the song has a running theme of fakery and replacement and indeed kab and zam are constantly questioning each other whether it be to gather information or to just figure out whats up with the other, trying to figure out what are the lies and what are the truths about the other with zam trying to remove kabs many masks and kab trying to reach deep withing zam, trying to find joker or whatever inner evil she seems to think he has

typical kab and zam behaviour honestly

Dr. Sunshine is Dead

honestly the whole song could be taken to metaphorically show kabs journey into adapting to lifesteals brutality

the song starts in media res with the singer character already having adjusted to the dark and fearful of sunshine but still unsure of themself, paranoid of shadows despite the fact that they were already in a dark room to begin with which fits kabs character whos already used to "eviller" smps but has yet to experience the horror that is being on lifesteal so although she already had a natural suspicion of kindness she nonetheless tried to seek it out despite herself only to find that the other lsers were already, in her own words, "broken" and "bitter" she constantly projects herself upon other ppl cause she sees the same patterns that shes done herself but with no context for why they act the way they do, assuming that its simply how the way they work whether by nature or nurture, which is reinforced not only by lifesteals very own reputation but also by the dramatic collapse of team mice -- an event that was theoretically avoidable but was realistically inevitable thanks to their backgrounds and personalities and already present lack of trust

i think this takes place after the mane and red killings she doesnt want to be boxed in and yet does so to herself both literally by imprisoning herself into an an obsidian box that contain reminders of her past and not allowing herself to get out of the box unless she was absolutely alone, and unintentionally metaphorically by not only defining her goals in relationship to someone else (woogie, red, and zam, not yet mane cause shes still too scared at this point) and seemingly being so tunnelvisioned to her goal that she misses many meaningful interactions between herself and the other ppl on the server

this is after she left the box zam wasnt there for her so she aligned herself with wemmbu and joined what would eventually become the california girls despite the fact that she hates wemmbu, shes gained Some confidence from teaming with who is arguably the servers most wanted and has decided to fully give in to her malice, basically going on her own joker arc, assuming the worst of everyone according to her intuition, and denying both to others and herself the fact that deep down inside shes still as scared as she was the day that mane killed her this is also when she starts moving mane up her list of priorities as hes not only the most active of his targets but hes also the one who keeps going after her

the same dilemma as the previous chorus except this time its fully metaphorical and intentional, she boxes other ppl in because its what she thinks is truth (her mind can only be changed if she was already unsure in the first place, otherwise she takes her knowledge as absolute truth), and she boxes herself in cause its what she wants-- or rather what she Thinks she wants, she wants to be evil but she still cares so when she starts targetting zam her facade starts to crumble

this is when kab keeps going after zam, finding that hes the only one left on the server who would not only listen to her but also not kill her kab heavily relies on her psychological analysis, intelligence, and willingness to play dirty due to the fact that its her only real weapon and when youre in a server like lifesteal its very important that youd have Some way of arming yourself so she uses it as often as possible shes become extremely cynical at this point and does not think she has anyone she can truly rely on except for clown... who hasnt logged on the server in months she keeps going after zam cause really what else is there to do? shes a psychological analyzer and she cant do that if nobody is willing to listen to her and may even kill her so she goes after zam cause she wants to be evil but would be unable to deal with the consequences of going after someone more willing to kill than him the whole time shes wearing not just one but several masks and yet zam manages to keep seeing past them so she unmasks her again and again and she doesnt like that and yet she got attached cause not only did he see past her and not only has he been relentlessly attacked by several ppl over and over again but hes also been Nice to her and it scares her cause Nice only means trouble so she tries to look for the evil within him: joker and yet despite that he keeps managing to see past her and her mask crumbles more and more, and she becomes stuck in between her wants and needs, her desires and fears, her mask and her real self, she wants to be evil So badly but she cares and she cant help caring and she cant deny it anymore shes unable to go back to who she once was

this is when she starts truly reevaluating herself, what she wants, and what she needs she realizes that she does not know nearly enough about the server to have her methods work, at least to the same extent as the other smps shes been in and that she needs to do a reevalutaion shes not trying to box herself in anymore, she realizes now that ultimately its not what she really wants so she decides she wants to try to bridge the gap made bwtween her mask and her true self with karma, a way to be the caring person she knows she is but still indulging in that malice she wants to foster and still heavily immersed in that ultimately bitter view of the server and way of living

despite everything shes still kab and shes still scared, whatever happens next happens next

[illumiiiz]

songs with some of the best guitar intros ever made in my opinion, in no particular order, a comprehensive (& continually updating) list:

Crazy Train (Ozzy Osbourne); I don’t care how you feel about the rest of the song, the intro fucking slaps and if you deny that you’re lying. to yourself and everyone else.

Smoke on the Water (Deep Purple); literally iconic. the intro reaches a part of my soul no other song does, besides maybe the cinematic cover version by 2wei

I Don’t Wanna Stop (Ozzy Osbourne); I feel like this is probably in a Tom Cruise movie somewhere. self explanatory. I’ve had this song on repeat for two days

Personal Jesus (Depeche Mode); again, SO iconic. if I could inject a song into my veins like drugs it’d be this one

(Don’t Fear) The Reaper (Blue Öyster Cult); maybe I should start keeping track of how many times I say “iconic” in this list. not only the intro, but the instrumental bridges throughout the song, ESPECIALLY the one after verse 2 and the second chorus… 🤌✨

For Whom the Bell Tolls (Metallica); *slaps track name* this bad boy can fit an intro that is SO LONG. and it ALL FUCKS.

Kickstart My Heart (Mötley Crüe); there should be some sort of warning feature installed that doesn’t let you listen to this song if you’re driving bc if you do you WILL get a speeding ticket. altho it does sound better if you’re driving tbh. but watch for cops

Welcome to the Jungle (Guns N’ Roses); see my notes on Crazy Train above

New Divide (LINKIN PARK); ok honestly this one’s a nostalgia trip for me but also just objectively I feel like it goes pretty hard regardless of what scene you were into during the 2010s and how many amvs you watched

Everlong (Foo Fighters); I mean come ON. do I even have to say anything

Panama (Van Halen); sets the hype tone for the rest of the song right away, also this is another one that’s so much better while you’re driving for some reason. whole song fucking slaps too

Whispers in the Dark (Skillet); it’s not right at the beginning like most of these other ones are but just. just give it 20 seconds I promise it’s worth it.

Monster (Skillet); while we’re on the topic. imagine trying to fight the weird kid allegations and then these two songs come on back to back. lol. couldn’t be me..

Smells Like Teen Spirit (Nirvana); ICONIC. changed the game forever and ever.

Save a Horse (Ride a Cowboy) (Big & Rich); this one’s mostly just here for that drop at the beginning cuz it’s actually pretty dope

The Adults Are Talking (the strokes); I can’t explain how this one makes me feel. but boy does it make me feel

Thank You For The Venom (My chemical romance); LITERALLY SO GOOD. sometimes I’ll listen to this song just to headbang to the intro and then skip the rest

Scotty Doesn’t Know (Lustra); this is embarrassingly near the top of my “songs I recognize within the first 0.1 seconds” list. we don’t need to talk about that tho

Headstrong (Trapt); even if you don’t know the name of this song you would recognize the intro, I’m sure of it

Puppet (Thousand Foot Krutch); this one had 14-15 year old me in a CHOKEHOLD OKAY and it still fucking slaps. I love this band.

Are You Gonna Be My Girl (Jet); fun fact the first time I heard this song was in the movie Flushed Away so now I always associate it with that 💀 but yeah this song bangs

Supremacy (Muse); gosh this whole song is just. like. RIDICULOUSLY good imo, the vocals the strings and drums combo,, the intro part lays the foundation tho. easily one of my favs out there

Iron Man (Black Sabbath); NO SHUT UP BC THE WAY IT SOUNDS LIKE A HEARTBEAT AND BREATHING ARE YOU KIDDING ME

Immigrant Song (Led Zeppelin); see notes for Crazy Train and Welcome to the Jungle

Living Dead Girl (Rob Zombie); gets stuck in my head a lot.

Something In Your Mouth (Nickelback); yes, I listen to them unironically and yes, this song made the list

Square Hammer (Ghost); honestly I listen to this song pretty much solely for the guitar track in it

Let It Happen (Tame Impala); I don’t know what instruments those are at the beginning but one of them sounds like a bass and regardless, the thing slaps so I’m including it bc I want to

link to the spotify playlist! (updated 2/23/24)

[messy-jin]

Resident InSomnia here!

The post came out much sooner than I expected! How nice! :D

It is crazy how they all fit so well?? You have a great eye for that! I was trying to think of some songs myself, but the inspiration did not hit TT

As for my favorite parts of the post!

Black Or White for William is P E R F E C T. I love especially the "I don't have the answer you want /already set" (? because he is DEFINITELY not following the usual standard (answer c:) for what's wrong or right.

I hadn't thought of that, but Odd Eye for Alfons just seems right. After all, it is about a utopia that does not exist. All the sweet lies and the illusion of a perfect place... again, it just seems right.

OOTD with the "drunken everyday" line– I did NOT expect that, but I LOVE it. I don't know much about Roger, but that fits, and it really made my day jsjjsjs.

Fly High is literally one of my TOP songs from Dreamcatcher. That's why I cannot believe I did not think of how much it fits Ellis??? Everything from the pretty-yet-unsettling vibe, all of the forever / no escape lines, (and the dreaming theme?? I also play in ENG, so there's no route yet, but his curse is certainly related to that). What shocked me the most is how accurate the "if only I could stop time" line is. He has said it so many times, it's literally HIS line (and it's in his JP trailer + the happiest moment thing), so h o w did I not think of that???? It's just brilliant, I love it.

Lastly, Kate! I legit laughed at the "oh, where are you now?" from Mayday, since it really is that way lol (at least until now :^). And with Breaking Out, it would have truly fit better if in the song, the girls had embraced the nightmare instead of escaping it, but that's not what Dreamcatcher's storyline is about lol.

(not talking much Elbert since I already did, but the Medusa theme in Shatter relating to him like that is really sad ;-;)

Thanks for reading all this rant of mine lol. I just really love Dreamcatcher and their music, and I have enjoyed IkeVil so far, especially since I have always loved all that's fairytale-themed (that's why I also play TWST jsjjsjsjsjs).

Hope you have a lovely day or night, and if you are down for it, I'd absolutely love to see more Dreamcatcher related posts!! :D

My dear Resident InSomnia, hello! How are you?

I'm really happy you liked it! I was... Quite inspired. Honestly, I started to write down some notes shortly after the BEcause post and once I was started, I could not stop. Some came naturally, some were more complicated (once again, I struggled with Roger, which is accurate with how I have mixed feelings about him ^^").

Happy that they were all mostly accurate. I guess all of my years doing that with Disney songs payed off!

The big brain energy hit me for William. And I'm glad you found the other songs fitting. I HAD to put Fly High, this underrated bop, and I'm happy I was able to use it for Ellis who is one of my faves (hoping his route will not unsettle me as much as Elbert's did). And I'm happy that my little silly additions made you laugh :D (I also hurt myself with the angst of Shatter for Elbie)

Thank you for sharing your point of view about this and for reading my own rant about Dreamcatcher songs ! My love for this group is infinite.

Oh, you play Twisted Wonderland too? I see you're a person of culture. Same, fairytale themed games for the win!

I'm hesitating over if I should do a Dreamcatcher's songs post but with Ikemen Prince, next time (since I had the idea of Propose for Gilbert). I'll see if I have other ideas popping up on the way. Who knows?

Thank you. I hope you have a great day or night! Don't forget to have a good rest and to stay hydrated!

[gothushi]

you asked and you shall receive. (I will include only the songs that were put for a specific reason, the rest was purely for vibes or not as important as these ones). It's gonna be very long.

Sober- it's about addiction and how difficult it is to stay sober. Reminded me of the fact that idk, we see Simon drinking often(he may not be an alcoholic but I like to interpret the song as "I'm addicted to my own revenge" for him)

Prison sex- he was in prison and it reminded me of that hotel scene.

Weak and Powerless- "so weak and powerless, over you". Simon tried his best to get his revenge and (spoiler) didn't end well lol

Lividi sui gomiti(bruises on elbows)- It's basically a bunch of insults and how one is independent. Simon is independent and I can see him insulting Brendan and just, yeah, break down because of his anger.

The Noose- it's about how no one's perfect and the "halo" , symbol of innocence, gradually becomes a noose. Reminded me of Simon and Brendan. Neither are innocent, no matter how good their intentions were.

Piggy- "nothing can't stop me now, cuz I don't care, anymore". I mean. It's him.

La paura del buio(fear of the dark)- it's about not being afraid of someone despite everything. The last part says(translated) "you will come back to me tired and you will have cuts on your face; you were left alone on the boat, I recognize the signs on your face. You will come back to me, with your hands clasped" and....man....

The remedy- "you speak like someone who has never been smacked in the fucking mouth. That's okay we have the remedy" it's so...him, HAHHA

Ticks and Leeches- it's about someone who is, literally, like a parasite, a tick. In this case I think Simon would probably consider Brendan that.

Rose- it's about toxic relationships, how the rose bends when a snail moves on it and whenever the wind blows. Yeah.

Intolerance- "I'm not innocent, you're not innocent".

FMLYHM- fuck me like you hate me. Yeah.

Potions- it's about how when someone goes through something traumatic, loses someone, ecc. would rather take a potion that makes them forget about their pain than grieve. Yeah.

Exit music for a film- I just think it suits him. Imagine his last scene and this song starts. Like. Damn.

Jigsaw falling into place- the last piece of a puzzle. Brendan, in this case. "You look back, she looks back. Not just once, not just twice" reminds of whenever Simon leaves and then comes back after a few episodes. He never leaves for too long.

this absolutely all tore me to pieces these are so well thought out for him😭😭😭😭🩷 i fully agree with all the songs and the others one that are just vibes it fits so well