#and then the Real song started.

[bookinit02]

do u ever hear a song for the first time and instantly know it’s about to take over your entire life

[chloesimaginationthings]

You think William has heard Ballora’s FNAF song?..

[qdkdraws]

The Queen and The Joker

[hinamie]

so just know, I'm healing / even though it don't feel like it

insp

[wigglybunfish]

What if i drew grown up Little Einsteins. If i drew Big Einsteins what then

[ollyrewind]

are you still listening by abbie bosworth

(my merthur playlist that’s like ten years in the making)

[robinfollies]

and we believed ourselves when we said we’d never be alone again 🌼🌈💖

[starryluminary]

Boyfriend kisser!

They thought he was above this, well I beg to differ

He can act a beggar, but I won’t be the giver now!

Masterlist | Bonus (?)

Deakids watermark and original screenshots!!

[mumblesplash]

recently my parents have been sorting through old stuff because their basement flooded, so my mom keeps sending me pictures she finds from when i was a little kid and after a while i was like hey uh mom. these are cute and all but is it just me or does a deep and unsettling Knowledge beyond human comprehension seem to lurk behind my eyes in literally every single one of these? and she was just like ‘yeah your eyes always looked like that it was kinda creepy 🥰’

[tragedy-peanut-gallery]

I just got to baldur’s gate and I can’t get over the absolute barbie movie villain-esque theatrics gortash has going on during his coronation scene like

Yah I totally trust this guy, don’t worry about the sinister smirk he only reveals when his back is turned to the audience he is 100% trustworthy!

[the-toast-to-be]

Gay blocky people look at stars

(Funny and reference below)

[silusvesuius]

from the back i bash all nite i lastttt t

[notlivys]

if i could fly is an entire ode to love. i swear to god. like. you are fucking telling me that if you could fly (a superpower mostly known for being sooo desired and having endless stories and fantasies about what would be like to have it) you would be going right back to the person you think of as a HOME (a word that has been forever connected to the concept of safety, peace, sweetness and well-being) ????? its too personal and intimate for me to hear i feel like im interrupting something guys

[thequeenofmyownscreen]

Matthew Mercer can do so many great things with just his voice and his mouth and his mind. I've heeard him do a simple but so precise door opening noise, a giant baby-monster scream I still have nightmares about, about 5692 different NPC voices, a live voice-over for her wife's character, always some great thunder and lightning sounds, an ending of a campaign where he was just him and full of emotions and brought me to tears... ; and that's just on Critical Role.

He absolutely cannot, however, do a Cher impression.

[pizzaqueen]

464 words of pre-slash pining fluff for day one of @steddie-week / rated G or T

It’s not as tight a fit in the listening booth as Eddie hoped it would be, but it does get him closer to Steve than he’s been all day. (Well, except for when he draped himself all over Steve at their table in the food court, or when they were pressed close in the photo booth, Eddie goading Steve into making goofy faces, or when their knees were resting together at the movies earlier.)

But they’re in their own bubble here. The rest of the world completely shut out. Just the two of them, one set of headphones, and a song shared between them.

Eddie has the album at home, and he wouldn’t be surprised if Steve knows that, but he didn’t resist when Eddie dragged him in here with one hand curled around Steve’s wrist, the other clutching the album they’re listening to now.

The song is so familiar and it fades to the background as Eddie watches Steve sidelong; the drums keep time with the beat of his heart, the howling guitar could be the singing in his blood. He catches Steve looking at him, once, twice, three times, his pulse skipping whenever their gazes lock.

This is almost everything Eddie wants. Listening to music with Steve, forgetting about the world beyond the song and the space between them. It would be perfect if he was sure that Steve’s heart is beating as hard as his, that his skin tingles at the nearness of Eddie, the way Eddie’s skin is tingling, now, being so close to Steve. The way his stomach swoops, and his chest feels full to bursting, how he’s every single fucking hopelessly in love cliche whenever they’re together, and even more when they’re not.

But he doesn’t know. He has no fucking clue. Sometimes, maybe, he thinks—hopes—but how can he be sure? He’s out of his depths here. It drives him crazy but, fuck, in moments like this he wouldn’t have it any other way.

Steve shifts, their hips bumping together, the brush of his arm against Eddie’s sending electricity through him. It draws Steve closer and he doesn’t move away, so they listen to the rest of the song pressed close, like the booth is half the size.

“So”—Eddie pulls his side of the headphones away from his ear when the song ends—“what did you think?” He bites his lip, kicks Steve’s foot.

“I think I liked it.” Steve’s gaze flicks outside the booth, then fixes back on Eddie. His eyes twinkle, warm and dark, and he turns so he’s facing Eddie fully. He licks his lips and leans in, saying, “But maybe we could listen to it again?”

“Yeah,” Eddie says, a smile forming, “maybe we could,” and he starts the song over.

[suddenly-stickmin]

"Woah, it's really coming down." ___________

It's been raining a lot here lately, the clouds turn to this really nice sea-green color, so I wanted to make something inspired off of that! The music used here is "Learning Spy". I was listening to it while coloring n thought it suited the rain-vibes nicely.