#I wrote a song???

[junipersramblings]

So apparently this is what happens when the Stars Claim Them CELLO MADE OF STARLIGHT AND A BOW OF A COMET'S TAIL brainrot really hits

From a joke about Lyfrassir having the same amount of syllables as Guinevere and Marius calling them starlight to a WHOLEASS COVER (featuring cello and violin by Musescore)

Lyrics under the read more!

Verse 1: (Marius)

Oh my love, raise a glass to all we’ve left behind

You may end up dead, and I cannot lose you yet

But if you don’t return to me, if I don’t see you again

Then tonight let’s drown our sorrows down with whiskey

Lyfrassir, you’re my stars that shine against the night

And I know you’ve got to leave me at the dawn’s first light

And I’m not saying this path you’ve chosen isn’t right

But first let’s fuel a few more sins with whiskey

Verse 2: (Lyf)

Marius, you’re a fool to drink your bottle dry

Whiskey kills your fear, and knowing you you’ll need that near

Cause I don’t know what you’re doing but it’s pro’bly dangerous

And I love you but you stink to hell of whiskey

I know I’ll sound crazy but you must believe me

I’ve been spending my years fighting ‘gainst the Entities

It’s not just the Bifrost there’s least another fourteen

But since I’m here, come on now, pass the whiskey

Verse 3: (Lyf and Marius)

Drain your glass, get ready, for we’re waking up

We must rejoin our fights, there’s no more time for respite

And I promise that I will see you again

And I’ll be here with another glass of whiskey

Maybe this is real, or maybe this is fake

But I won’t leave you too soon, I won’t make the same mistake

[BOTH]

We’re not pure of heart, but we’re sure of aim

And our heads are full of love and blood and whiskey

Verse 4: (Lyf and Marius)

There’s a dream that I’ve had, whenever I have died

Of an empty void, with music flowing like the tide

But lately it’s been quiet and I know something is wrong

So I must keep up the music, keep up the fight

I don’t understand all of this but I’ll be here

I’ll stand by your side and we’ll face our fear

But you can’t be by my side when I am in that void

Then I’ll think of you, and hold you whene’er you’re near me

[inkskinned]

okay is she being actually immature or is it just a woman over 30 expressing a human experience you find to be immature.

like yeah. at certain ages... let shit go. im not defending the real immature shit. im not defending the karen you're picturing. i worked in retail i hate those people too. (once somebody got mad at me because she didn't like how our winter window decor was a snowman smoking a pipe. i wish i was joking).

but men at 57 will write books about how 17 year old girls are soooo sexy. they will invent worlds where women have to be naked for "armor reasons." they will write songs that treat women as objects. people rush to defend them. meanwhile a woman at 35 will be like "heartbreak is hard, actually" or "i feel betrayed by a friend" or "i am struggling with something emotionally." immediately people will say stuff like this woman is 35 by the way. by the way this woman is SO OLD to be experiencing this. BY THE WAY.

im 31, almost 32. the other day a poet was blasted online because at her "big age", she had written a poem about feeling unloved. top comment was "this woman is 29 by the way." this woman is too old to still be useful, by the way. she has to behave better . maybe if she was a good wife and mother she could stop existing loudly, and the story could continue on without her. this woman has served her purpose, by the way. she's so cringe, by the way. at 29 - so old! - she still hasn't figured out that her existence should be one of shame.

[junglejim4322]

“Touch me while your bros play grand theft auto” the tortured poet screams

[solarmorrigan]

So "Uptown Girl" released in 1983, and I feel like Steve would have sung it to Nancy sometimes, and she would humor him, because it was sweet, and he actually sounded pretty good when he wasn't doing it just to be goofy

Fast forward a few years, Eddie and Steve are dating, and they're sitting on the couch at Eddie's place one evening, comfortably high, Eddie noodling around on his acoustic and Steve just kinda vibing. And Eddie knows Steve likes Billy Joel, so he starts up with the tune of the first one he can think of: "Uptown Girl." And suddenly Steve's mouth is dropping open like he's just had some great realization

Eddie: What is it?

Steve, in a hushed voice: I'm the uptown girl

Eddie laughs so hard he falls off the couch

[tailsnumber1fan]

STOP NAGGING ME‼️

alt VVV

[torsamors]

On Seatbelts and Sunsets - Hanif Abdurraqib

[esaari]

just Creed things

[lycanlovebites]

✧ bloodlust ✧

I'm starving, darling//Let me put my lips to something//Let me wrap my teeth around the world

[edit: thanks to all the love on this piece (which was just the WIP until now) I finally got the motivation to finish this after two months! Thank you to anyone who enjoys this for giving me the strength to finish this]

[borealing]

wangxians reunion is just ridiculous. best reunion ever in the entire world i think. imagine the guy you were absolutely inconceivably in love with dies tragically and youve given up hope of him ever coming back (youve been searching for him in your own way, and his brother has been doing everything except for dying himself to call his spirit back) and then one day one random day you run into some weird guy with a donkey who hides from you and you and think nothing of it but then literally one hour later you hear him playing the song, the song you wrote for him out of painful teenage love, the song you sang to him once while he was half-unconcious in a cave and you thought he didnt remember, the song that you have played but never where anyone (except for lan sizhui) could hear, and you know its him, hes back!

and he doesnt remember the significance of the song.

[kingofmyborrowedheart]

Begging swifties to understand that Taylor didn’t write reputation and Lover with the knowledge of how the relationship was going to end and that trying to “excavate” those albums for evidence to prove a specific theory as to why it ended is not how they should be viewed. Taylor wrote those songs feeling a very specific way because that’s what she was experiencing and she is now reflecting on them with hindsight and relates to them differently than when she first created them. These conflicting emotions can exist; how she views it now doesn’t diminish how she felt about it when she first released it.

[notdysfunk]

This would honestly fit more with our goodie two-shoes Sun, but the moon rot was strong when I drew this LOL 😭💕

[nicolethered]

The Challengers churro scene

[inkskinned]

something about you, and your voice, and your hands.

to be honest for a while now the world has passed over me in static. i feel it rumble overhead, unruly and unhappy, tire tracks over skin. when i close my eyes i see only refracted light and rain. no matter how much i sleep, i am exhausted over and over again. i have tried everything. girls and pills and makeup and prayer and chastity and sobriety and violence and tearing off a fancy dress and putting it on again. i might just be permanently shaped like this.

something about you, though. you cut into the soft bits. everything turns color-swift and loud. like you can push your hands through the fabric. like you can find me and pin me down. like all the running and fighting and biting down was pointless; i'd been home for longer than i'd counted. the first time you looked at me - really looked, caught my anxious eyes like a bird - i felt some little rabbit kick her legs, bound up somewhere in the razorwire radio silence dominating my heart.

i can't be known like that. i can't be touched like that. you can't love me like that.

i'll simply come apart.

[dudethatsmyundeaduncle]

Had this Headcannon that when Multi-Lingual Dick and Jason get drunk they start singing Ballads in Spanish. Yeah some classical shit like Vicente Fernandez but also the most wild Selena you've ever heard.

[corruptimles]

MikuAllWeeku Day 5: Timbits 🍩 (aka donut holes, yknow, like the vocaloid song)

irl stuff came up so now im very late and playing catch up

[careyakane]

a very imperfect song i wrote just a moment ago with words subject to change.

Sweetest, now long gone

Won’t you humor me as I think aloud, 

a man you left for southern towns

Well I’ve waited just like you said 

Through the nights and many days, 

i watch the good things slip away 

As i wait, 

As i loose my taste, 

For the joys of this life

And for my own few who stay 

Well Carolin, Oh Carolin 

Won’t you look into my eyes and see 

The light you loved has gone from me 

But do not fear, I’m searching dear

In quiet dream and willow trees  

And through the life I had hoped to lead 

Before the wait 

That became my fate 

And I’ll be damed if it leaves a bitter taste 

when I think of you and all we were. 

Yes for all the pain and fallen hair, the rot, the screams, and empty stares    

I’d do it all again if you’d just say. 

For I’ve walked this world a couple times

Ive held the girls, and I’ve played the halls

And you’re still the greatest thing that’s come my way.