#Disney playlist

[back-in-2037]

Moving Forward FM: A Meet the Robinsons-inspired playlist

"So what music do people listen to in the future?" "That, is an excellent question."

I made a Meet the Robinsons playlist on Spotify. It isn't so much a playlist inspired by the movie's plot or the characters per se, but more so the type of music that I can see people in the Robinsons' retro-styled future listening to on...whatever it is they use to stream music in the year 2037.

If anybody has any suggestions for songs that could be added, I'd love to hear them too.

[lovesickallovermybed]

MY ULTIMATE DISNEY PLAYLIST | over 300 (mostly) disney songs

highlights: all the princess songs you could ever want, songs from the broadway musicals, disney mania songs, dcom songs, and more!

spotify link | art link

art credit: nathanna erica

[booksaesthesic]

-encanto playlist-

[bones4thecats]

Hello everyone! I have finally posted a Spotify playlists titled 'Disney villain songs🔮'

You guys can check it out by clicking the link below! Thanks for your support!

I just have one question; should I may a playlist with a character theme? If so, what fandom/character? (It needs to be one I know though, can't just be going in blind). I'll send out a poll tomorrow most likely!

[gluttonyedits]

requested by @/citizenoftmrrwlnd: a citizen of Tomorrowland playlist with synth music and themes of space, joy and the future link

x Press Start to Begin Your Journey - Rosentwig

x Night City - Vogel

x Moondust - Virtual Mage

x Amplifier - Lost Years

x Sunset Drive - Future Joust

x Galaxy Song - Monty Python

x Starman - David Bowie

x Disneyland - Frankie Goes To Hollywood

x Good Times Roll - The Cars

x Welcome To The Machine - Pink Floyd

[seepy-sucker]

note; if you have a character u wanna see lmk

[samsdisneydiary]

Disney's Very Merry Christmas Sing-Along Songs | Mickey Mouse | Disney Christmas

Disney’s Very Merry Christmas Sing-Along Songs | Mickey Mouse | Disney Christmas

Parts of Disney’s Very Merry Christmas Sing-Along Songs. 1988.  Get ready to celebrate this warm and wonderful time of year and sing along with the Christmas carols you love best. Join in a jolly chorus of new holiday sing-alongs — featuring your favorite Disney characters. Learning the lyrics is easy and fun because the words appear right on the screen. Whether you’re having a party, starting a…

[neptunesize]

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖑𝖊𝖙 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖈𝖍

a wanda maximoff playlist

ִ ࣪𖤐 Bloody Mary - Lady Gaga

ִ ࣪𖤐 I Did Something Bad - Taylor Swift

ִ ࣪𖤐 Whatcha Doing - Dua Lipa

ִ ࣪𖤐 A Little Wicked - Valerie Broussard

and more! Listen here

[chio-chan2artbox]

Million Ways

Short animatic of Heinz and Perry dancing one of the many songs they dance at their wedding on the fic "Forever and a Day" by @inators

It was such a experience to be working on this while Inators was working on the Forever and a Day fic. I'm so happy that we got to collaborate on this perryshmirtz wedding project ❤️. It took me a while, but I am so happy and excited to finally being able to share this with everyone. I worked very very hard on it 🤓. Enjoy!

Special thanks to @inators for supporting me during the making process 💕

Credits:

Song -> Million ways - HRVY Choreography -> Million ways oficial video

[tacc0yak1]

all you got are eyes on meeee i’m the only girl you seeeee

[yogurtgut]

'kay, im back and i forgot this was in my ibis paint gallery, might as well post it. Maybe i'll redraw, idk..

[shepscapades]

shep shepscapades I mean this in the kindest was possible but holy actual SHIT when I saw first time in forever reprise on Unglued

I thought I escaped it but it follows me wherever I go (aka I’m in a production of Frozen the musical and it the amount of times I’ve heard that song. Holy crap. It fits so well but. Holy shit. Hit me like a ton of bricks seeing it on there) It’s like seeing your long lost best friend who you thought you shot in the chest but they show up back at the front door wearing a snowman costume with hand frozen trailing behind them. Jesus Christ man

(all /silly) (the playlist honestly looks so so good)

DFJBSFGBDGHJB LISTEN THERES A REASON I START THE EXPLANATION OFF WITH “okay hear me out” LMAOOO the theatre background makes it so much funnier though, I’m so sorry for your loss slash congratulations for seeing your old dead best friend again?? ^-^

[booksaesthesic]

-frozen playlist-

[number-onekidqueen]

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐝

Part Two Part One

Luke Castellan x Apollo!fem!reader

warnings: character death, depression, lots of crying.

Summary: you’re still feeling awkward about what happened that night with Luke. And then you get the news that changes everything.

Days passed, days since your ki- hang out with Luke. 

Hang out? Who were you kidding? It was clear it wasn’t him. 

But you’d laid yourself bare to him, been about to confess all your feelings and he had just shut you down and run away. 

Of course you didn’t wanna talk about it in the morning. 

The tragedy was he did. 

And just when you were feeling better, and your conversations weren’t so awkward, fate tossed you to the ground again, as it often did. You still didn’t really believe it. 

Cecilia, your cabin counsellor, your beloved older sister had died on the road to college. It seemed impossible. 

Of course, they’d had a brief ceremony, a burning of a golden yellow shroud weaved with her own fingers. And then they’d appointed you as cabin counsellor, announced a bunch of new kids had arrived and everyone forgot. 

It made you sick to think people would forget Cecilia. That the three Apollo kids your cabin had greeted would grow up without her and never know of her presence.

Obviously, your cabin was upset, but they didn’t make it so as Aphrodite always did. The sun keeps shining, and Apollo kids kept going, laughing, training, even if muffled sobs could be heard the first few nights. They never talked of her, and after the first week, she was a sad little scar that had scabbed. 

It still hurt a little, but the memory was what hurt the most. 

Except for you. She was still a mortal, lethal wound for you. And it was getting harder and harder to keep your composure and pretend everything was okay. 

Shortly, it all cracked and spilled out from you. It hadn’t been anyone’s fault really. Chiron was just trying to be supportive to little Will, but when he praised enthusiastically that he was the best archer he’d scene for 300 years, tears seemed to burst from you. 

Because that had been Cecilia’s title. She had been the best archer, training all the little ones supportively and making people gasp with the precision of her shots. 

It seemed Chiron had already forgotten. Everyone had. 

It was like losing her all over again. 

No one saw the little sun cracking on the archery field. They just noticed you disappearing behind some clouds. 

You didn’t pay attention to the stares and whiplash glances of some, as you ran back to your cabin with tears streaming, and your heart in your throat. 

Didn’t notice as a tall brunette boy on the sword plains spotted you, dropped his sword immediately and with a shouted apology behind him began to sprint after you. 

Your bed was warm and comforting, the covers swaddled around your shoulders in a safe cocoon as you sobbed your heart and soul onto your pillow. 

Cecelia was dead. Dead. This is what you would deal with every day for the rest of your life, she was dead and she would be replaced and forgotten and no one would even know her and-

The door creaked open and immediately you stilled, pretending to be asleep. 

“Y/N?” It was Luke. 

Not the timing, you thought to yourself miserably. 

“Y-yeah,” you tried for a sleepy yawn, but it came out cracked and pained. Ugh. 

“You ok?” He asked quietly, and you heard his footsteps approach. 

“Yeah, yeah. Just woke up.” But your voice was hollow and very much awake. 

He sat softly at the edge of your bed, and for a while you were both still. Only your breath was audible. Then, tentatively and slowly, you began to feel his warm fingers slide through your hair. It was so comforting and lovely that you had to swallow down the wave of tears that surfaced. 

“It’s okay, you know,” he murmured, your hair in glorious tangles around his knuckles, “to cry. You don’t have to pretend. Especially for me.”

“Yeah, I know,” you whispered back, “it’s just-“ you hesitated. 

I love you. 

I don’t want to burden you with all my stupid problems. 

“You probably don’t want to talk about this to anyone, right? Me included.” He guessed, and he began to retract his fingers and you felt like screaming at how utterly wrong he was. “I’m sorry, I should give you space.”

“No, you don’t have to. You can stay here.” You tried not to beg, but you were inches from clinging onto him to stop his departure. He understood. 

“Would you like me to stay?”

“Yes. Please.”

“Then here I’m staying. In your bed.” He reassured comfortingly, “I mean, on.” 

His flustered stuttering made you smile weakly and turn to face him. 

His whole face softened, lost all his fluster and stress when your eyes met, but you were too busy setting your head into his lap so you faced up at him to notice. 

He traced your tear tracks, brushing any remaining ones away with his thumbs. 

“I know the pain feels awful,” he said suddenly, “but if you ever feel bad, like you can’t breathe or you’re about to burst, don’t keep it in y/n, come find me. I’m always here for you, always.”

“Thank you.” You said near inaudibly. 

“I hate seeing you cry,” he confessed, his forehead crinkling, “or being sad. It just hurts me. But I love making you feel better, I’d do anything in the world to make you happy, I promise.”

“Thank you.” You said louder this time, your cheeks beginning to heat up. 

It was a peaceful few seconds you gazed at each other, smiling. Then you closed your eyes, comforted. 

You felt warm hands lift your body, and your eyes fluttered open. But it was just Luke lying down beside you and repositioning yourself on his chest. 

“Sorry,” he murmured, “just figured we might be here for a while.”

His arms encircled you, and even in your drunken state of misery, your heart rate sped up. You turned your head slightly, so you could hide your bashful grin in the orange folds of his shirt. His chest was warm, comforting, and you could feel every deep breath he took. 

“Sorry,” you murmured, facing up once more, “your shirt’s probably going to be all soggy after this.”

“I don’t mind a soggy shirt if it makes you happy.” He breathed, and your heart was bursting from the love that statement invoked when you saw his eyes flicker. Your eyes. Your mouth. 

Could he really-

Surely not-

Eyes. Mouth. 

The air was electric, as if Zeus himself was in the cabin. The space was getting tighter and smaller and everything was so close and dizzy and what in the gods before you knew it you were nose to nose and you could feel his warm breath and he was leaning down to kiss you against the pillow. 

It might’ve been the best kiss you ever had. With salt on your tongue, and sweetness from his lips, the tastes of all your emotions were combined, giving way to the most passionate and fantastic kiss you’d ever had. Your head was pressed to the pillow, and he was moving above you, warm, soft and pouring his heart out to you, the gateway his lips. It seemed every single ‘I love you’ either of you had ever been too afraid to say was expressed strongly now, each drop of attraction and love and feeling was encapsulated between the movement of your lips. 

“I’m sorry I didn’t stay,” he breathed, against your lips, when you finally pulled apart, both of you panting, “I didn’t want to do anything while you were drunk. But of course I wanted to. I wanted you. I have for so long.”

“It’s okay. I have too,” and you laughed, all those emotions and secrets finally free. You were so giddy with joy! But Luke remained tense, nervous for a reason you couldn’t determine. You calmed down, scared it was all about to come crashing down. 

“It’s- it’s not just that, y/n,” he paused, sitting up further away, eyes still looking profoundly into yours, “I love you. I love you, all of you, and you should know that to me you’ve never been a burden, only a miracle to have been with.” 

Your breath was caught in your throat, blown away by his confession. You were expecting he might’ve been crushing on you? But loving you? You’d never dared to consider that as an option. And you were beyond thrilled. 

“Now would be a great time to say anything,” he laughed nervously, fingers brushing over your shoulders restlessly. You immediately felt awful for keeping him waiting. 

“I love you too.” You blurted, letting silence ensue. “You make me so happy every time you make a joke or take care of the new unclaimed kids. I’m just in shock.”

And then the pair of you were laughing together, foreheads pressed together before you were tangled in an embrace, that led to another heated kiss on your bed.

You knew soon other campers would arrive to see two head counselors kissing, but you couldn’t find it within yourself to care. In fact, while Luke’s like we’re on yours, you couldn’t seem to form any coherent thoughts at all. 

In the back of your mind, you were still sobbing over Cecilia. Deeply, you knew you always would. Your heart would always be chipped in that way, the missing fragment forever in her fist as she wandered Elysium. 

But you also knew how happy she would be to see you thriving, dating and loving Luke, a boy she had always suggested and approved of. She imagined her now, giggling in delight and grinning at what had transpired. And slowly, the pain began to lift. 

Maybe a scar would be okay, as long as you loved and remembered it. 

Most of all, you knew that for as long as you required a shoulder to make soggy, Luke would always be there to be your comfort person. 

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[riothegreenwitch]

Hot take but Moana is a love story

*cough* and you should also listen to my playlist for them *cough*