#alas i do not

[t4t4t]

[stormlex]

Los Amigos No Se Besan En La Boca by Lasso and Ana Guerra is actually just Buddie

Thank You

[catholic-paladin]

"G'morin mother heifers!"

I would say if I had a barn full of beautiful jersey cows

[guppyfish77]

A little behind the scenes for my last illustration "Derailed!" :]

They were of great help!

[shunkos]

good morning dashboard ; i sure hope you all have an amazing day and drink plenty of water and stuff

[onioneyez]

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[brb-on-a-quest]

20:A song that has many meanings to you

Ohhhhh this one is kinda hard bc it's not that it's all meanings but more like... memories and associations.

I think the song that first broke me (in a good way) after I heard it was this one

IRL Beloved sent it to me while I was living at my aunts for a couple of months and it was the first time I felt listened to by a song in such a long while? Other songs in this category are (Battle born by FFDP, Sorry about your parents by IFH, Guardian by Aetherrealm- actually I should make a playlist for that, see what's on it).

Idk if you meant to get a lore drop but uhhhhh here u go: "I like digging holes and hiding things inside them. When I grow old, I hope I won't forget to find them." -> I journaled all throughout when I was a kid (very inconsistently) because we moved far more than literally most people I know (not as bad as some ppl, but I've lived in over double digit amount of houses In 1.5 decades of my life, in a couple different states. Do I have a lot of these journals? sadly no. I have fragments of them now. Most of them I pray have been lost or destroyed. Some of them I tried writing on google docs and I have a couple of blogging stints I tried (pretumblr on blogger.com- no you can't look for them they're private dontworry). Writing/reading were the part of my life that was really a very consistently enjoyable hobbies and escape and that's why I will keep writing until I die even if I am consistently very bad at posting or actually committing to it.

"I build a home and wait for someone to tear it down.....And a thousand times I've seen this road A thousand times." This is what my childhood was after the first logistical move I remember. Whenever we moved, I knew it was temporary until we found something different. This is not necessarily a woe-is-me thing I swear. I enjoy getting to new places and exploring and the first bit of falling in love with life again and new beginnings. But a lot of times it was hard to enjoy the new beginnings when the wounds of endings are still there (: (Side note I also associate this with Dr. Who and him building a relationship with of his companions before they get ripped away from him also the I DONT WANT TO GO david tenant face I'm sorry).

"I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground" Over the years, I've built my home not in the ground or physical stability but in the loving relationships of the people around me whether that be sibs, friends, internet friends, college peeps, I've learned to associate home with not a place but like a purpose or a vocation or being present to a person in that moment (which is really hard cuz I fail but c'est la vie we try and fight again).

"I like standing still, boy, that's just a wishful plan. Ask me where I come from, I'll say a different land" I got asked this a lot. I'd give a different answer every time. Now for simplicities sake I'll just say the <Redacted> state I'm from to make things simpler to explain, but sometimes I recognize I'm not really from there or where I was born, or different places where I grew up.

I count gates and numbers, then play the guessing game. It's just the place that changes, the rest is still the same" Yeh this was standard on every single move. Still had family at the end of every move. The challenges of making new friends was the same. Was it perfect? nah. We're all idiots who are struggling for improvement at the end of the day and we're trying to make it better sooooooooo. idk. Ohana or something bitch idk.

Also I could go on about how the music in the background is bouncy like moving but its not necessarily a positive or negative connotation its just like... it me. this is my reality. it be like that sometimes.

[tsareviich]

nice wig

" thank you. still better than you as a blonde. "

[haldenlith]

I come bearing two slightly different Astarions.

The first is NOT "living" Astarion, but actually him masquerading under an Alter Self spell to evade suspicions. And then, of course, the usual red eyed, horrifically pale boy we know and love.

Still working on that time-skip fic, that's set roughly in late 1800s/early 1900s Baldur's Gate (and thus making it basically a more Steampunk/Etherpunk styled Edwardian/Victorian setting).

A few fun facts about the design: the eye color was inspired by Volo's Eye that you get. I just thought Astarion looked actually quite stunning with that central-heterochromia effect of blue and gold eyes. Also, that combo fits the idea of pretending to be a "Perfectly Normal and Alive Moon Elf."

The sword lapel pin is a magical item. It changes into a rapier (if this was to be used in "situation", I'd say it counts as a Rapier +3).

The embroidery on the lapels he added. The design's inspired by Art Nouveau patterns.

[fortheturnstiles]

if i had video editing skills i'd make an edit of the slumber party massacre 1982 set to blue monday by new order .

[chaoticstabby]

Once we get official images of Toby Stephens as Poseidon, the "Flint controls the weather" edits are gonna be absolute gold

[william-snekspeare]

hater of socks

[consoleyourself]

I assume you live in a nest made of sticks

honestly, I wish. that could be a tree house and tree houses rule

[grainscharacter]

if i had free time to watch sparklez’ streams,,,

[keymintt]

YOU MUST TRY TO LOVE YOURSELF WHEN NOTHING ELSE DOES. THIS WILL BE THE HARDEST PART

[khruschevshoe]

There is a conversation to be had about the fact that Taylor Swift's album is being played in its entirety across all of iHeartRadio's 868 stations, pushing out the opportunities other artists might have had to get radioplay. That's the literal definition of a monopoly. No wonder she'll hit the top of the radio play charts with this maneuver, because at least 65 minutes (if not the back side of the album, which would take it to nearly twice that length) across EIGHT HUNDRED AND SIXTY EIGHT STATIONS will be dedicated to her, artificially boosting her radio play and decreasing everyone else's. In this essay I will—