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okay but seriously the entire far cry 5 soundtrack would actually make me without a doubt join the cult. Incredible.
Oh The Bliss? That song, perfection — both the Hope County Choir and the Dan Romer ft Jenny Owen Youngs versions 😭
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I did this for school and i kinda like it even if I’m not a fan of watercolor paint
#obviously Jacob’s music box#it’s not perfect butvi kinda like it honestly#not much details because me and watercolor paint aren’t friends#far cry 5
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I'm working on an Only You music box, and I've been thinking about how to improve it. I might try using a brass plaque or a square fire paint stamp.
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#far cry 5#funny#gaming#hope county#farcry#john seed#jacob seed#farcry memes#far cry meme#faith seed#joseph seed#music
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“It’s just a soundtrack for a first person shooter game, you don’t have to do too much”
The soundtrack:
#this games soundtrack has such a special place in my heart#for context as well this is about the soundtracks as a whole these are the album covers on spotify although from a glance they look like#they are singles#far cry 5#far cry#video games#gaming#meme#faith seed#Jacob seed#John seed#Joseph seed#music
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Music Monday, WIP Wednesday & Last Line
Tagged by @cassietrn and @voidika
Tagging @imogenkol @inafieldofdaisies @adelaidedrubman @shellibisshe @aceghosts @socially-awkward-skeleton @noodlecupcakes @josephseedismyfather @icecutioner @derelictheretic @shallow-gravy @direwombat @strangefable @rhettsabbott @josephslittledeputy @cloudofbutterflies92 @skoll-sun-eater @carlosoliveiraa @g0dspeeed @wrathfulrook @afarcryfrommymain @strafethesesinners @turbo-virgins @raresvtm @softtidesworld @starsandskies @ladyoriza @la-grosse-patate @florbelles @minilev @yokobai @thewanderer-000 @omen-speaker @justasmolbard @alypink @thesingularityseries @nightwingshero and @lulu2992 + anyone else who'd like to join.
Got songs for The UnTitledverse, Wings And Horns and A Radioactive Calamity Of Love, Bombs & Gore, with a snippet for a new FC5 The Silver Chronicles WIP as well as a last line for You Make My Heart Go Doki Doki Literature Club!. You can listen to the songs and read the WIPs snippets below:
Legend is important. It's part of history and culture. It should always be preserved in the present to better understand our past to make way to the future. Now many of my series divulge into legends and myths and old stories. Some of them outright make reverence to events long passed (the Extermination Purge Wars, the Big Bangs, the fall of the Houses of the Old Gods and the foundation the Time Bureau Authority, etc). Sometimes all that was in the past emerges into the present (with the likes of the Arachnoids, Exterminators, the Old Kin and more). However, one historical text in my series is the abolishment of the (while benevolent, very flawed) Soulmate System, which my Original Work Wings And Horns is set in. The plot is that more and more mortals are being discovered without soulmarks (which come in the form of marks, initials, countdowns, etc, depending on the person and timeline), so the New Gods send Archangel Metatron and an Angel of Death cadet, Azriel, to investigate the phenomenon to see whether it is natural or manufactured. Metatron wants to preserve and fix the system because he believes mortals require it, meanwhile Azriel just wants the credit so her soul can be reincarnated at an earlier date. The duo behind the soulmark removals is a Sloth Demon by the name of Xiang Ba'al and his adopted daughter, a Sinner's soul by the name of Jezebel. This cat and mouse chase is what ultimately dictates the decision the New Gods are debating; should mortals require on the guidance on something as small as love? Or should mortals find the love of their life on their own, a small step to gifting them a responsibility that had drastically the status quo beforehand thousands of years ago; that being, Free Will?
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"Legends never die When the world is calling you Can you hear them screaming out your name? Legends never die."
"They never lose hope when everything's cold And the fighting's near." "It's deep in their bones They'll ride into smoke when the fire is fierce." "Oh, pick yourself up 'cause
Legends never die Legends never die Legends never die Legends never die!"
"Legend never dies They're written down in eternity But you'll never see the price it costs The scars collecting all of their lives."
"When everything's lost They pick up their hearts and avenge defeat Before it all starts They suffer through harms to touch and dream." "Whoa, pick yourself up 'cause
Legends never die Legends never die Legends never die Legends never die!"
"Legends never die." "When the world is calling out your name." "Begging you to fight." "Oh, oh, oh, pick yourself up Once more, pick yourself up 'cause
Legends never die Legends never die Legends never die Legends never die!"
"Legends never die."
Walking Fate is a fic series in The UnTitledverse based in Telltale's The Walking Dead video game. The fic classically follows (most) of the game/s, but does diverge a bit off with pivotal focus on Clementine and an OC of mine whose the runaway son of Darling Enterprises, a multi-business juggernaut, Malcrum Darling, and their relationship. They're definitely not "tragic star-crossed lovers". I'd never do such a thing in The Walking Dead universe. Here's a song about Malcrum's feelings towards Clementine that's definitely in no shape or form supposed to be interpreted as inno- I mean twisted. Enjoy!
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"Hey, he-ey-ey, he-he-hey
Your lipstick stains On the front lobe of my left side brains I knew I wouldn't forget you And so I went and let you blow my mind
Your sweet moonbeam The smell of you in every single dream I dream I knew when we collided You're the one I have decided who's one of my kind
Hey, soul sister Ain't that Mr. Mister on the radio, stereo The way you move ain't fair you know Hey, soul sister I don't wanna miss a single thing you do, tonight
Hey, he-ey-ey, he-he-hey
Just in time I'm so glad you have a one track mind like me You gave my life direction A game show love connection we can't deny
I'm so obsessed My heart is bound to beat right out my untrimmed chest I believe in you Like a virgin, you're Madonna And I'm always gonna wanna blow your mind.
Hey, soul sister Ain't that Mr. Mister on the radio, stereo The way you move ain't fair you know Hey, soul sister I don't wanna miss a single thing you do, tonight."
Throughout A Radioactive Calamity Of Love, Bombs & Gore, one universal rule is applied; it doesn't matter you are. From a vault dweller who drew the short straw to a psychotic resident of Vault 76 whose a bit too obsessed with wanting to kill her neighbors. A talking Deathclaw to a Ghoul addicted to chems. A brother who wants to uphold the morals his mother taught him in the Wasteland to his amoral sister who kicks old people people and harasses the less fortunate because she's from a wealthy crime family. Because in the end... they have to stand up to Arcane Urias. (Those poor fuckers are gonna die LOL!!!). Because I guess it's the right to do (in the context of self-preservation against the threat of annihilation).
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"Up in the morning, up in the evening Pickin' down clocks when the birds get back to eat Oh, to eat
Up on the mountain, down in the king's lair Pushing these boxes in the heat of the afternoon Oh, afternoon
We were never welcome here We were never welcome here at all No
It's who we are, doesn't matter if we've gone too far Doesn't matter if it's all okay Doesn't matter if it's not our day
Oh, won't you save us, what we are Don't look clear, it's all uphill from here Oh-oh
Up in the attic, down in the cellar Lost in a static, coming back for more Oh, for more
Out with the reason, in with the season Taking down names in my book of jealousy Jealousy
We were never welcome here We were never welcome here at all No!"
An long FC5 WIP for The Silver Chronicles, a new one at that, one I'm naming after the lyrics of David Kushner's "Daylight"; because David Kushner and his songs fit The Silver Chronicles on a scary level. Anyway, the WIP is called Oh, I Love It And I Hate It At The Same Time. You And I Drink The Poison From The Same Vine. Hiding All Our Sins From The Daylight... also known as "the fic where Silva and Paul survive the Tumultite Massacre together and their father/daughter relationship worsens into co-dependence in Montana". Where's Elsa and Persephone at? Well, they'll arrive in the later half of the fic... along with Kamski. Despite the fact their relationship not being "gonna kill you for hurting me even though you were good once", this is far from a good and healthy outcome for both Silva and Paul. In spite of this, they make a dangerous duo (as expected of the two), something the Seeds kind of suspect when they meet them. Enjoy being as lost as the Seeds are in this scene snippet below when Paul interrupts them meeting the Muse herself at a social gathering Pre-Reaping. [Would like to add that the WIP is fairly new, and I'm still working on this scene, and may make a few changes in the near future when I have the time. Expect some mistakes]:
When the question left Joseph's mouth, he felt a pain clutch his shoulder.
With a surprised hitch of his breath, he glanced down to gloved fingers that dug into his shoulder blade with an astonishing unnatural amount of strength.
"Her padre, of course," the soft gleeful voice of the hand's owner answered from beside him, the tone sickeningly sweet.
The stranger's head faced Joseph, his eyes closed to Joseph's seeking blue. His lips curved up in a polite and cheerful smile, one that should be dripping with honey.
The man's eyes briefly opened to reveal burning yellow eyes, bordering on an intense gold. Joseph could not shake the feeling that he's seen those eyes before. A vision perhaps?
Joseph felt himself tense as he recognized the way this man looked at him; the way John sometimes gazed upon the Sinners. A predator that has targeted its prey. And it was Joseph who was already in his clutches.
The man blinked, and the inhuman hue was gone. Instead, a pale hazel resided in its stead. He drifted his eyes away from Joseph, locking with the oblivious grey of the deputy that heralded the coming of the Collapse.
An inexplicable dread coiled in his gut when the man's features genuinely lightened at the sight of his family's judge.
"Ah, il mio piccolo Boa!" he greeted with a beaming grin, letting go of Joseph's aching shoulder to push past him, swiftly making his way to Silva to the Seed's collective daze. The man wrapped his arms over Silva's body, embracing the slightly shorter woman. She seemed delighted by his unexpected appearance.
They both pulled away, though gloved hands remained on the other's arms. The man, though a stranger to the crowd around her, seemed to be a familiar face to Silva. Joseph watched the stranger's hand glide caressing fingers across her dark hair affectionately, following the slivers of the dyed silver trails that reached to her braid, "And how are you fairing this fine hour?"
Silva graced the question with a smile; not the formal and polite smile that served to keep a front up to strangers, but one with an undeniable sincerity shining through.
"Hola to you too, Paul," Silva returned with bemusement, "I was just making some new friends. What brings you over?"
From behind Paul, Joseph could see the man's head tilt. Through the abrupt gesture, Silva's features suggested she understood the meaning, "Um, amigos, Paul."
"Ah," Paul seemed to understood, sneaking an obvious glance towards Joseph and his siblings. There was no trace of gold in those hazel eyes, and the intensity lesser than when he locked eyes with Joseph, but the suspicion directed towards them held a sharp edge to it. Paul let another word roll down his tongue, but the tone matched his gaze, "Amici."
In spite of the growing uneasiness, Joseph willed himself to keep a calm front. He was unsure why Paul off-put him. Joseph regarded the man; his stature was slight taller than Silva's, but similar to Joseph's own height. He was older than all of them, including Jacob; perhaps a decade older. His hair was blonde- or rather, dyed blonde, as Joseph noted the light brown at the sides of his head. His complexion wasn't too dissimilar from Silva's own, maybe deeper.
Joseph took note of the few faded scarring scarcely scattered around his face, and like Silva's, time had laid its healing hands on Paul's own wounds.
Joseph paused his observation, about to make introductions with the askant man when John stepped forward first.
"Yes, we were giving our compliments to Silva for the couscous salad you've brought. She was just telling us it was a co-opted effort," John stated with a grin, one Joseph's had become accustomed to over the years. John's move peaked Paul's interest, his suspicion replaced with curiosity. With his audience captured, Joseph watched approvingly as John continued, a hand outstretched, "I don't believe we've met mister...?"
Recognition shined in Paul's eyes, though it was swept away with a grin bigger than John's as his gloved hand grasped John's in a steady shake, "Yellowjack. But please, just call me Paul. I've always felt the term "mister" gives off the impression I'm married, or worse, boring."
Jacob raised a brow, though refrained from commenting as John replied when letting go of Paul's hand, "Noted. So, are you a friend of Silva's or family?"
Paul shared a glance with Silva and replied, "Family. I'm her padre. I've taken care of her for a long time."
Joseph focused on both Silva and Paul; he couldn't find anything indistinguishably shared between both, though he considered that Silva might just take after her mother than Paul. However, he didn't discard the possibility that Paul was Silva's adoptive father rather than her blood relative.
He kept his thoughts to himself though; reasoning that bringing up the question wouldn't be appropriate so early now. Especially if there's a layer of deception underneath Paul's relation with Silva; he didn't want to unintentionally compromise her safety if Paul held more sin than Joseph already suspected he did.
Silva spoke up, grabbing everyone's attention as she pointed out, "You know Paul, you never answered my question."
Paul seemed to stiffen; clearly a dramatic display rather than serious, as Paul finally answered Silva, "Well, you see, I had caught up with good ol' Virgil before he had to run off for his own business and I saw you speaking to these truffatori impopolari, quindi volevo solo controllarti. You know?"
Joseph and Jacob shared a glance; none of them could interpret the words Paul had sputtered out, though Joseph relaxed when Silva gave Paul a soft smile, "I'm grateful for your concern. But I've got this handled. Gracias, though."
Paul relaxed his stiffness, and Silva brought his attention back towards them, "Now how about some introductions?"
"Great idea," Paul agreed, hazel scanning across the four siblings, "How about we go oldest to youngest?"
Jacob's mouth thinned, blue eyes narrowed as he scrutinized Paul with harsh judgement. Joseph watched as his brother scanned the older man's black and yellow attire. It was flaunting a level of wealth, typical of someone who indulged in vanity. However, that didn't sit right with Joseph. He decided to dwell on it later as he watched Paul and Jacob.
Paul glanced to Jacob, and after a pause, he leaned closer, "Let's start with you ragazzone."
Jacob stared down Paul, who was an inch or two shorter than the red-head. He exhaled out an annoyed huff, and gruffly stated, "Name's Jacob."
Paul hummed and straightened up his posture, hazel eyes trailing Jacob's forest green jacket and body. His eyes seemed to linger on the American flag, Jacob's burns and, oddly enough, his biceps more often. Paul clicked his tongued and nodded his head approvingly, "That checks out. But man, sei una delizia per i miei occhi."
Silva had a bemused expression at Paul's words. Jacob, though, raised a brow, "Mind sharing on what's on your mind?"
Paul had snapped out of his trance, and he swiftly blurted out, "Oh, I just said you looked good, is all."
Paul's attention hastily turned to John and Joseph. He looked between the two, but when the older man focused on him, Joseph witnessed his cheer drop abundantly when their eyes met.
The cold dread surfaced once more. The dead-eyed scrutiny the older man reserved for Joseph alone alarmed him. Joseph could not understand Paul's behavior. Neither could he recall any cases where he could have slighted the man, despite this being their first meeting. He'd never seen Paul in any of his visions, only Silva.
Regardless, Joseph chose to retaliate with a gentle greeting, "My name's Joseph. My family and I run the chapel over on the island by the Henbane."
"Oh yeah, I know," Paul calmly told him, all the playfulness gone, "You're the head of the Project at Eden's Gate, correct?"
Joseph curtly nodded in confirmation, and Paul continued, "Yes, I've heard quite a lot about you. Folks around here always have something to say about your little project."
Joseph's lips thinned, disappointment resonating in his chest. So the sinners lies are spreading swiftly. He was displeased by this knowledge, but he resolved to help Paul see the light. If not for his own soul, then the sake of his daughter's.
John stepped in, interrupting the exchange, "All good things, one would hope."
Paul turned attentively to John with an upbeat rejuvenation, disregarding Joseph, "Well, they can't certainly be all bad now, can they?"
Paul's change in demeanor reminded Joseph of John; both hid their emotions behind a carefully crafted mask and would only reveal their true feelings to those they liked or trusted. However, Paul had more self-control over his emotions and mannerisms.
"And I don't believe you shared your name," Paul pointed out to John.
"John. And if I may, we'd encourage you and your daughter to come for at least one sermon," John invited. Joseph smiled at John's attempt to salvage Paul's soul.
The man in question gave a brief glance to Silva, who shrugged, before returning to John and saying, "Preferirei di no."
John waited for Paul to specify but the latter's attention shifted to their final sibling. Joseph caught a flash of an offended scowl on John's face, so Joseph reached a calming hand on his younger brother's shoulder. It worked, the scowl lost in a practiced exhale.
"Oh, look at this, they have a sorella Silva," Paul said with a grin as he stepped closer to the shorter Faith. Silva narrowed her eyes suspiciously at her father.
Admittedly, so had Joseph.
"What's your name?" Paul asked. Faith shifted, hands behind her back as a delighted smile stretched across her lips with an answer, "It's Faith."
"Faith," Paul repeated her name, seeming to break it down before giving a small bow, adding with sincerity, "A powerful name for a powerful woman. It suits you."
Paul's compliment had three separate effects from what Joseph could see; it had flattered Faith, who thanked Paul for his kind words. It had annoyed John, who rolled his eyes at the exchange.
And it had concerned Joseph, at least as the Father; while he had entrusted Faith in a role that required her to attract converts to their flock, he was weary of those with perverse sins that would embolden them to act on certain depravities.
There had been minor incidents that had occurred, at least in earlier years, though Faith had shown a strength and belief that always reaffirmed him in his decision to bring her in. Especially when she purified the souls of those who indulged in such vices, allowing them to serve the Project free of their sinful shackles; as angels.
He monitored Paul, watching as the man gazed into Faith's eyes, and saw once again how he lightened up. Paul noted aloud, "I must say, you have such lovely green eyes. Is that a recessive trait?"
As Faith gave an explanation to Paul, Joseph was more confused. The way he stated the detail was too specific. And he had stated loud enough for only their small group to hear.
He glanced to Silva, and was met with a menagerie of changing expressions; first was confusion, then came analysis, followed by baffled realization, until she finally settled on looking unimpressed.
With her reactions, Joseph was at a loss on how to view this interaction between Paul and Faith. Until Paul pulled out of his conversation with Faith and attentively singled Silva out, "You know Silva, se volevi solo parlare con la ragazza, non dovevi fare di tutto per incontrare prima tutta la sua famiglia, right?"
Silva blinked at Paul, staring agape as she processed the stream of words he told her aloud. A blush darkened her skin, grey eyes wide in astounded and embarrassment.
Ah, I see now, Joseph deduced, glancing from Silva to Paul, He's teasing her.
Evidenced by the cheeky grin that grew across Paul's face as he continued, "Lei è certamente una partita. Se vuoi, posso impartirti un po' di saggezza sul primo appuntamento. Purché non riceva un invito a nozze entro la fine dell'anno, eh Silva?"
Silva furrowed her brows at Paul, the blush expanded. She traversed over to grab Paul, telling him, "¡Ey! ¡Ya es suficiente de tu parte!"
Despite an irate Silva telling off a snickering Paul who fruitlessly tried to calm down his daughter, Joseph couldn't help but be endeared by the display in front of him. There was something else too... but he elected to push it away for the time being.
Joseph turned to address his family, and paused as John commented to Faith and Jacob, "Who here suspects this isn't an uncommon occurrence between these two?"
"I don't doubt it," Jacob affirmed, eyeing the duo, specifically Paul, "He's definitely the embarrassing parent."
And here's a few short paragraphed snippets for my DDLC WIP called You Make My Heart Go Doki Doki Literature Club! for the Last Lines tag. Sayori (plus Yuri and Natsuki) enters the club and interrupts... something:
The door class door clicked open, and both students snapped their heads to Sayori entering the class, who freezes once her blue eyes took in the sight of a frazzled and flushed Monika whose uniform was unkempt and fists were gripping the opened blazer flaps of the equally more disheveled and flushed new student Haoyu, both of their faces in close proximity of each other.
"This isn't what it looks like!" a horrified Monika quickly utters out, letting go of Haoyu's blazer and letting the green-dyed brunette troll drop to the floor with an ignored 'oomph!' as she went to address her club's co-president.
Only to stutter when, much to her horrifying embarrassment two more familiar faces entered the room beside Sayori; that of Yuri who didn't immediately comment on the situation and Natsuki who rushed in with a burning question to Monika's poorly timed outburst, "What doesn't look like what? Wait..."
Monika watched as Natsuki regarded her appearance, and then her pink eyes shifted to Haoyu leaning up nearby the coral brunette; who was repeatedly trying to blow hair away from their face, to a miserable degree of failure.
Once pink met emerald green, Monika could feel sweat start to break when she unfortunately witnessed a mischievous and teasing glint shine in her clubmate's eyes. With a teasing grin, Natsuki asked, "So what's going on in here?"
#music monday#wip wednesday#wip: wings and horns#series: the untitledverse#series: walking fate#twdg#oc: malcrum darling#twdg clementine#there's always one person outside of a relationship that just goes to ruin shit for no reason#series: a radioactive calamity of love bombs & gore#fallout#series: the silver chronicles#wip: oh i love it and i hate it at the same time. you and i drink the poison from the same vine. hiding all our sins from the daylight#far cry 5#oc: silva omar#oc: paul yellowjack#joseph seed#john seed#jacob seed#faith seed#in which paul and silva stuck together... to no better results at all. paul just harasses the seeds now. karma honestly.#series: life despair & monsters#wip: you make my heart go doki doki literature club!#doki doki literature club#ddlc monika#oc: haoyu anabuki#ddlc sayori#ddlc yuri#ddlc natsuki#haoyu brings out the girlfailure in monika which is partly the reason why she wants to dropkick them cuz she can't have her friends find ou
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wild Jacob Seed spotted in the woods
#oh so you're an artist? what kind of things do you draw?#Irina just answers wildlife with absolute poker face and it cuts to this#wii music plays in the background#jacob's look based on xbaebsae mods <3#fc5#far cry 5#jacob seed#my art
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Far Cry 5 - The Blessing Just Takes Minutes
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Catified/Cat OC Drawing Ideas (featuring characters I like)
I did this in a collective hour so the drawings are kinda low quality but I hope you enjoy !
#far cry 5#john seed#catified#diego castillo#far cry 4#Bhadra#odysseus#epic the musical#Halloween#Michael Myers#Cat OCs#Drawing Ideas#?#Made In Abyss#erik poto#poto musical
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5 Songs, 3 Outfits | Tagged by @clicheantagonist @marivenah @shellibisshe @onehornedbeast @voidika @nightbloodbix @g0dspeeed @corvosattano @amalkavian @carlosoliveiraa @kyber-infinitygems
Rules: Post 5 songs associated with your OC, followed by 3 outfits they would wear.
Power - Missy
Hellhounds howling for the heathens Fire wings, Salem, Madness reasons Taste the blood of the purest treason Hellhounds howling for the heathens Power, witch, so, so, so, so, so much power
Black Gold - Missy
You're like gold, black gold My kinda poison, I would do anything just for you to be mine
Doomsday - Kendra Dantes
When the world's in ashes, lost to all the havoc Raise our swords and fight till doomsday When the earth is severed, we will not surrender In this war, we'll fight till doomsday
Arise - CLANN
Thrown to pieces, ast to the wind From ashes we ascend Harken to me, hang on, this life's your own I'm right here beside you, you're not alone In darkness we shine Now place your hand in mine Arise
American Jesus - Nessa Barrett
Knees down at your altar, please don't fail me now You know all my secrets, American Jesus, baby, won't you take me to heaven tonight? You know you're my weakness, American Jesus, save me You're the greatest love of my life
Velvet World - Shiadanni
Just like the sun, I melt the snow Diva la Catrina, like a diva Strip down yourself, I'll tango with your love I'll be your medicina, your tequil I'll hide in your warm arm in the misty dawn Gentle, treat me like a piece of art
Jungle Type Love - Skylar
He's a psychopath and I like that, made a run for the famous triangle Bermuda Bark and I bite back Couldn't give him all my time, my service required Sun in my veins have all these desires
Daddy Issues - Skylar
Sinner in your shirt, attire illegal Take off that shirt, oh, we could stay for the night, we'll make the sequel Slutty in the satin sheets, then I'II leave you Bit of naked poetry for the people
Bad Bandit - Xana
Now she promised me her best in a bloody satin dress And i could see forever in her golden eyes My baby told me lies, I swear i'm gonna die But i ain't the one biting the dust tonight
Lethal Woman - Dove Cameron
'Cause she walks like a saint, floats like an angel Sharp like a knife under the table
Tagging, @strangefable @socially-awkward-skeleton @adelaidedrubman @aceghosts @la-grosse-patate @dumbassdep @florbelles @cassietrn @purplehairsecretlair @nightbloodbix @theelderhazelnut @josephslittledeputy @josephseedismyfather @trench-rot @wrathfulrook @thesingularityseries @direwombat @simonxriley @the-silver-chronicles @strafethesesinners @gearvmac @captastra and anyone that would like to do the tag <3
#oc: sabrina donovan#oc: mercedes “mercy” sibley#wip: in hope of tomorrow#tagged <3#character reference#character aesthetic#character style#music tag#wip playlist#wip stuff#fc5 deputy#far cry 5 oc#far cry 5 deputy#fc5 ocs#music inspiration#music game
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wip music monday
I was tagged by @simplegenius042 for this week's post. Thank you for thinking of me! 🥰 It's been a while since I've done this one.
It's been a while in the making, but I'm tying up loose ends to post Johnny & Austin's first chapter. Since it's almost ready, it's time for a fic title reveal. And the song Chapter 1 is titled after, as I've done with my previous fics. I'm so excited to share their story with you guys!
Propitiator.
I lit a match today I watched it burn away All that I had, all that I've owned All that I've wanted, all that I've known I can rebuild bigger and higher I can replace what I lost in the fire
I lit a match today I watched it blow away Yeah, they're investigating Sift through the mire To determine the cause of this beautiful fire Let ‘em speculate to their hearts desire This wasn't arson it's a funeral pyre
Let it all burn up to the sky There is a freedom you cannot deny I can rebuild, bigger and higher I can replace what I lost in the fire
See the parade fall in line Yeah, look at the diamonds in their eyes Not just from the riches, nor from the gold But from all of the sparkles that they found in the coal Let them feel the warmth of their newfound desire As they dance through the ashes of what they lost in the fire
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#music monday#propitiator: austin & john#propitiator chapter 1#far cry 5 fic#wip playlist#tagged 🖤#music tag games#spotify#Spotify
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Jacob Seed from Far Cry 5 stimboard.
🎼 | 🪖 | 🥾 🩹 | 🐺 | 🎼 🪖 | 🥾 | 🩹
#puffball-stims#far cry 5#far cry stimboard#jacob seed#stimboard#tw guns#tw weapons#nature stim#green stim#orange stim#brown stim#bone stim#animal stim#wolf stim#gun stim#music box stim#skull stim
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...So would this song go well in a John Seed/Deputy playlist (from John’s point of view and not even necessarily in a shippy way) or am I just a hopeless case and think about them way too much?
#look I know I do think about them too much but#the whole 'I know you’re in pain and only I can save you' thing#except that sounds rather scary instead of comforting#the religious symbolism#the innuendos (which would be involuntary/subconscious in john’s case I guess)#and he apparently lies people down when he makes them atone#it could work right?#a threatening promise of unrequested salvation#john seed#the deputy#john seed x deputy#lady gaga#coming back stronger than ever#the music video for this is so cathartic#far cry 5
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Not so many things can put me in a happy and cheerful mood, but "Oh John" suddenly playing in randomized playlist absolutely did.
Was going home skipping. So catchy.
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JACOB SEED STIMBOARD!!
#far cry 5#far cry stimboard#stimboard#blog#red stim#dog tag stim#meat stim#wolf stim#wolf pack stim#music box stim#butterfly knife stim#sniper stim#skull stim#bone stim
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