#glidin

[knightlas]

BREAKING NEWSSFUCK IT WE GLIDE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[kollectorsrus]

[puppyie-innit]

sleepy nighttime tickles -w-

as you settle in for the night, the warmth of your blanket wraps around you like a gentle hug. the room is softly lit, castin a cozy glow, and you can hear the comfortin sounds of the world outside fadin away. you feel that familiar drowsiness tuggin at your eyelids, and just as you begin to drift off, a light touch interrupts your thoughts.

a soft, gentle hand finds your side, ticklin you lightly, not to startle, but to tease. it’s a blissful sensation, bringin a warm laugh bubbling up from within you. the laughter is soft and sleepy, fillin the room with a sense of joy and lightness. each gentle touch feels like a feather glidin across your skin, creatin a delightful dance of sensations that make yur heart flutter.

with each playful but soothin rub, you sink deeper into the coziness, lettin go of the day’s worries. the tickles are slow and tender, invitin you to relax even more, as you feel the warmth of comfort surrounding you. you can’t help but smile, the bliss of the moment wrapping around you like a favorite memory, coaxin you gently toward a peaceful sleep.

as the gentle caresses continue, a soothin rhythm begins to form, like a lullaby that carries you further into relaxation. the playful teasin gradually slows, an the one beside you transitions to cradlin you in their arms. you feel safe, small, an cherished as they rock you softly, their warmth envelopin you completely.

each gentle sway feels like a wave, lullin you into a serene state. you nestle closer, lettin the comfort wash over you, and with each tender movement, your eyelids grow heavier. the world around you fades, leavin only the soft sound of their heartbeat and the gentle rockin motion.

as you drift off, you feel their presence beside you, a promise of safety and love. with one final embrace, you surrender to sleep, knowin that you’re not alone. the warmth of their care wraps around you like a dream, and together, you both fall into a blissful slumber, cocooned in a world of comfort and peace.

[cadybear420]

OG HSS + ID Squads doing the Jingle Bell Rock dance from Mean Girls

What a bright time, it's the right time... To rock the night away... Jingle bell time is a swell time... To go glidin' in a one-horse SLAY :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD (it is almost 5AM)

Anyways, these are based on this idea! It was too tempting to resist not attempting some edits of :3

As always, Luca O'Rinn belongs to the amazing @aria-ashryver!

[gingerjolover]

Don't Let Go - Katie Gavin x fem!reader (MUNA)

Sypnosis: Katie teaches their sweet (and scared) gf how to rollerbade!

G's notes: i am so sorry i can't find the request but if you requested this i hope you like it <3

WC: somewhere around 800 words (short king)

Warnings: RPF, tooth-rotting fluff, cheesy silk chiffon reference, kissin'

You’re gonna break your face; you just know it. And then your pretty partner will have to scrape you off the concrete. Suddenly, the rollerblades in your hands feel heavier than ever, and you wish nothing more than to leave this empty parking lot. Actually, you’d do almost anything to go back to practicing on the rug in your makeshift office in your and your partner’s home rather than the blazing hot asphalt under the California sun. 

“You can put them down, you know?” Katie giggles, kneeling before you, taking the rollerblades from your hand, and placing them in the open trunk. Katie kneels back down, kissing your knee sweetly before sliding the kneepads up your legs.

“Katie, I look…stupid,” you whine softly, they giggle loudly, throw ing their head back. “No, you don’t, baby… besides, you wanted to wear the–” they start to speak before you cut them off, “Because I’m going to hit the concrete and skin my knees and elbows an–and knock out all of my teeth and–” you stammer, nerves rising in your body. 

“Woah woah, hey…baby…we don’t have to do this today if you don’t want…or ever,” Katie says softly, empathy and compassion in their eyes. Your eyes find Katie's, finding humor in them as the love of your life tries to talk you down. “Don’t laugh!”

“I wasn't laughing,” Katie says with a snort. 

Your pout is immediate; Katie stands up and pulls you into their chest as you sit on the edge of the trunk. Katie kisses your hair, smooching your head and face, “You don’t have to do this for me, you know?” is mumbled against your hair. 

“I want to do this, I do, I wanna be able to go on rides with you and dance around, I’m just–” you huff out. 

“Okay, take a deep breath, and let’s get the skates on, and then we can work on it slowly, okay?” Katie says softly, a humorous smirk on their face, kneeling back down to help work the blades on your feet, tightening the laces.

Katie helps pull you up, their hands locked in yours as you stand. Your sweet partner places a helmet on your head and clicks it together under your chin, grinning as they kiss your nose. “Don’t even,” you grumble, noticing Katie is enjoying this too much. “You’re so cute, I can’t help it; look at my baby,” Katie laughs, squeezing your hips.

Pulling you gently, Katie holds your hands tightly, steadying you. “Remember what I taught you, bend your knees slightly, lean forward a little…” they say encouragingly, watching your body get into position. “Okay, good girl, now just take steps…like you’re walking,” Katie says, a proud look in their eyes. 

You’re wobbly, so anxious about falling, but you do as Katie says, putting your complete trust in your partner. “Life is so fun,” you grit, making Katie let out a belly laugh.

“Soon enough, you’ll be in a mini skirt, and you'll be a pro, sweet girl,” the words come out between laughs, but they are encouraging. 

“Ready to add a longer stride to your walking?” Katie murmurs, watching you focus. “I can’t just do this?” you ask, almost pleading. 

“I mean, you can. You just look like Bambi,” Katie laughs.

“Bambi?!”

“You’re all wobbly; you’re not meant to walk in these forever, my love,” Katie responds, sassy but supportive.

“Ughhh, fine…how do I–um?” 

“Okay, so, push off with this back leg here—” Katie instructs, pulling their hand out of yours, tapping your thigh before you squeal. “Don’t let go!” in a panicked tone, Katie quickly grabbed your hand again. 

“You’re okay… I got you,” Katie murmurs, seeing your obvious panic. “Just use that leg and push off a little, try to glide between steps, increase your stride but not too fast.”

Listening diligently, as they say, you increase the time between steps and gliding on the skates. After a few minutes, you look up at your partner, smiling widely as they hold your hands and glide backward in front of you. 

“Good job, baby; you remember how to stop?” Katie asks, smiling. 

You give a slight smirk before pushing your toe forward so the nose of the skate stops you on the ground. 

“Good girl,” Katie cheers, kissing your cheek, your face instantly flushing. 

You spend the next hour gliding and skating around, Katie teaching you how to make turns on the pavement. 

When you’re finally back in the car, Katie leans over and kisses you gently, “I’m proud of you, my love,” they say softly. 

“Thank you for teaching me, honey,” you say, kissing her again. “Can we come again tomorrow?” you ask; the prospect of skating with your partner makes you giddy. 

Katie laughs loudly, holding your thigh as they blast the AC, “Of course, babe,” before kissing you again and driving you home.

[haloburns]

the difference between the driving in 2 fast 2 furious and Tokyo drift is insane to me

like i know driftin's the whole shtick, but compared to the way brian and roman drive in the second one its just....insane, thats all i can say

brian and roman drive with a different kind of precision from the drifters. when they move through the cars on that freeway in The Big Chase Scene, there's no doubt that they are in complete control over those cars and it SHOWS. aint no wiggle in them things as they weave and fuck with those cops. their flash comes out in different ways, like the dukes moment at the end, or in things like the shuffle

but the drifters got a whole different kinda precision. you can't drift like that without it. they took bootleggin moves and made em into an art and added a hell of a lotta flash to it. that first race in Tokyo is fucking incredible to watch, with the way they flip between the car GLIDIN around them corners is fuckin incredible and the way takashi's feet move over the pedals??? that bit where he's got one foot on two pedals as his body turns in the same direction??? missing the wall by a fuckin HAIR?????

gods i love car movies

[j-ustkeepgliding]

glidin'

[lesbianoms]

🌕

🐮

(Thought I might start the ask with the emojis, rather than just endin' it, make it easier recognize, sug')

Holdin' ye in strong strong arms, soft with a bit of fat, adorned with some gradient tan and a whole lotta freckles, both gifts from the sunshine, after she's held ye a while, prolly strokin' yer hair, maybe feedin' ye some, 'n quietly chattin', once ye're nice 'n relaxed 'n cozy, her squishy middle softly rumblin' every so often, I reckon she'd lean down, nice 'n slow, lightly kissin' yer forehead before she'd sit back upright, lickin' the taste from her lips. . .

Her lips, soft 'n so often wearin' a warm grin or a knowin' smirk, as indeed they wear now, begin to part, nice 'n slow, showin' them pearly whites (maybe her canines'e a lil' long, y'know, as a treat~), before her jaws too begin to drift open, nice 'n wide fer ye, her breath a warm breeze, gently glidin' past yer face. Liftin' ye in the way that only arms that've: developed (A): the strength to pick up 'n carry livestock or work for hours at a time, 'n (B): the gentle touch to hold a quail's egg while it hatches before tending to the hatchling, truly can, she'd raise ye up, up, up towards that open smile, perhaps usin' a finger to gently lift yer chin so ye might look up at her, as ye'd tenderly rise 'tween them pearly whites, through the smilin' lips 'n 'tween them warm, freckled cheeks, her tongue subtly extended a bit to welcome this pretty lil' lady inside~

Not unlike her outside, i reckon her throat, warm 'n rose-coloured, 'd be lined with thick 'n powerful muscles, softened over by a thin, squishy layer, the walls of her esophagus coaxin' ye along, bit by bit. There'd be no doubt, her throat's more than strong 'nough to suck yer whole self 'n more nonchalantly down her steamy craw in an instant, but. . . no. . . mo instead I think she'd go nice 'n slow, her slick, muscular gullet gratefully kneadin' at ye, gingerly massagin' ye along into her, inch by delicious inch as she savours ye.

In addition to the beckonin' gurgles 'n burbles o' the belly below, 'n the warm, tender kneadin' o' her gullet, i reckon ye'd hear, 'n moreso feel, the deep, thrummin' vibrations as, despite her partially full mouth, she lets slip a pleased ". . . mmmmmmmmnnnnnnn~. . ." at the mouthwaterin' flavor, her hand likely driftin' towards her throat to trace yer descent, or her plump gut, to rub in contented anticipation.

I reckon if her overalls hugged her plump curves rather snugly, she'd be liable to undo the straps, lettin' the top flap down some to give her treat some more room on yer journey. But if they had a tad more give to 'em, as I'd reckon she'd be inclined to wear by now in anticipation, well I reckon she'd leave 'em as is, let 'em hug her distendin' belly as well as they do her broad, broodin' hips~

More and more of ye'd glid between her smilin' lips, down her gullet, towards the peckish, bubblin' belly below. Many years of good livin''d've given her some stretchmarks on the outside, and inside things'd be similarly stretched, like elastic that don't quite snap all the way back no more. It'd be soft, cushy, 'n warm, a bit squish-and-stretchy, too, almost like if a comfy ol' blanket were flabby instead o' fuzzy. Cozy, 'n the stomach-linin'd occasionally flex or shift, tummy muscles strokin' yer body tenderly in rhythmic, lazily glidin' waves~. . .

. . . As the tail end of yer shape slid down her plump neck in the snallest bulge, her fingers tracin' down with it, i expect she'd lick and/or smack her lips, gettin' them dregs of yer taste with a pleased "Aaaaahhhh~. . .", lightly pattin' her swollen, chubby gut with satisfaction. Ye'd feel the muscular, cushy organ bobble a tad as she does, hear the faint Glnks from down deep. . . the slow, risin' sounds 'n vibrations from low, muffled places in her guts. The stomach'd quiver as the rumble o' activity slowly tumbled it's way up, burblin' 'n gurglin' 'round ye, with her hardly noticin' the faint bulgin' within her belly, too engrossed in feelin' yer movements, before at last the commotion bubbles up her throat and:

"buoOOOOOOOUUUUUURRrrrp!!!"

"Aaaaaaaah~. . . 'scuse me, there, sugarplum~" She'd sit back, maybe put her feet up, her hands wanderin' down to her round, swollen middle, fingertips gliding across its surface, thumbs rubbing lil' circles. Even partially reclined, her large hips and thighs'd create a fine cushion for her to rest her tubby tummy upon, as her drifting arms'd make their way towards the bottom, that she might lift her stomach, and therefore her food, up, gently cradlin' it to her body, holdin' ye in her paunch as much as her arms, rubbin' yer back(/kneadin' her gut) gently, softly thankin' ye for that, checkin' that ye're comfy in there, thankin' and praisin' ye you taste so good, lil' missy, coaxin' ye to settle in and get yerself all nice 'n cozy in there, Mama's bURp gotcha, sweetie, just relax and let this big ol' belly get to work~, remindin' ye to let her know if there's anything ye want or need as she sits back 'n tends to her tummy. . .

. . . should ye nod off, i think she'd chuckle, pattin' her tummy and wishin' ye sleep good, babygirl~, before, carefully so as not to jostle or disturb her gurgly, burbly belly, waddlin' off, to continue any other work she'd need to get done that day, maybe shooting the breeze with friends or acquaintances that pass by, all as casually as if she didn't have a pretty lil' lady in her doughy stomach, save for some occasional, subconscious strokin' of the bubbly swell of it~

(but, y'know, 's just a thought)

🌕

🐮

Ohhh G-Goddddddd…. Oh GOOODDDD YES…. 💖💖

OP, you truly know how to get this preygirl going…. hhhhhhhhnnnnnn the way you describe her stomach sounds like absolute paradise is waiting for me down there <33

Currently snuggled up and cozied in bed, wishing that the warm sheets currently wrapped around my squirming form were the delightfully slimy and churning walls of her…

Ohhhh what I wouldn’t give to be ingested by my tall, southern sweetheart <33 I’d just love to slosh around in her juices right about now

💕🫧

I can see the glorious buildup, of me resting my head against her pudgy tummy like always, feeling my heart race and flutter as she picks me up, realizing that she’s bout to “formally introduce” me to that soft, pudgy gut of hers that I’ve always wanted to get better acquainted with…. and the woman herself, that kind southern soul, who I would loooove to get to know more… intimately~

Feeling the heat of her breath on me as she parts her lips to make me her lunch, I’m sure that I’d be a squirmy snack all the way down. Or maybe I’d be quiet, peaceful… that grumbly pillow having lulled me into a sense of security, so dazed and blissed out as I enter her~ knowing that she’ll take goooood care of me in there mmjynhnhnh

Each hug from her powerful esophagus would see me mewling like a newborn calf. I’d be in absolute heaven as she gulped me down into that gut~ oooooooh~ and finally arriving, that belly was made for me, made to fit my shape… to keep me all tight and snug~

I think a big part what makes this scenario so good is the nurturing, caring nature of Tall Southern Mombod Pred, and how her huge gut reflects that. Your descriptions of how flabby and stretchy it would be inside her stomach, it makes me yearn to be her prey~ the outside, the inside, the whole stuffed organ… whatever part it is you’re talking about, the cushy warmth of my lady’s stomach is so uuuuuGGHn <3

The part about the overalls gets me especially excited… wonder if you could see me moving around under all that denim ❤️ I’d love to stretch her belly against her clothes and get her breathing hot and heavy, before she unbuttons and I come spilling out into her lap, gently and restlessly moving as she cradles me, cooes to me…

I can just imagine her carrying me around for a while, going about her day, talking to others who may or may not notice how talkative her middle is being… or noticing the occasional rocking movement from within. Would love to feel her stroking me idly. Feel her pat me on my back through the layers of flesh, lightly smacking her stomach protectively, making sure nothing bad can get to me inside that bubbling safe-haven cauldron

Think of the noises that gentle beast would make with me inside 😍 that’s the other part, how active you’ve made her gut out to be… ooouuuhh I wouldn’t even be able to think straight while in there, hehe~

If I barely made a dent in that paunch (which I imagine I wouldn’t, since I’m ohhh so small), then the only sure evidence of my existence would be the groaning, bubbling gurgles…… it’s sooo hot imagining that my presence alone in her gut would stir up some gas in there 🥵

Uuugh, that long, loud burp she’d let out after devouring me is so good. Her tum ‘roused by my weight and body heat, howling low and deep as it settled me into her system <3 the best kind of southern hospitality

I’d love to hear all the different kinds of rumbling as her digestive system churned around me, her cute little hiccups. Also…

“Mama’s *bURP* -gotcha sweetie, just relax and let this big ol’ belly go to work~”

Fuckfuck fuuuuuck that’s so HOT I need more preds to say that to me in life

Since this particular scenario is endosoma, I imagine her stomach “working” would just be the strong, squishy walls massaging and stroking me, letting out strained groans as it tries to kneed me deeper down her guts, like it does with every piece of food she eats. But I’m a special snack, and I’m staying riiight cozied up where I am <3 regardless, the extra attention is very much appreciated…

This makes me feel so desired. Tall Southern Mombod Pred is, as always, so tender and romantic when it comes to me… so kind of her to do all the heavy lifting while letting me rest in her hefty, swollen, noisy, sloshy tum… it’s like a dream that I’d never want to wake up from

So spacious yet cozy, so cuddled and loved by an amazing woman with an amazing stomach. I’m honored to be prey for her and her big, soft belly…

💕Oh wowww, really makes a girl feel like a princess💕

[irlactualhuman]

Sleepy freestyle rap time. Buckle up chuckle fucks.

Slipping down and glidin in a supersonic free-fall got racin laces and soles of ethelyne-glycol...

...rap canceled. I don't know where the Blue Hedgehog energy came from. I'm sorry.

[newhologram]

Monochrome Effect - Perfume lyrics and translation

ᵁˢᵘᵃˡ ᵈᶦˢᶜˡᵃᶦᵐᵉʳ: ᴵ’ᵐ ᵃ ᴶᴾ ˢᵗᵘᵈᵉⁿᵗ, ⁿᵒᵗ ᶠˡᵘᵉⁿᵗ, ˢᵗᶦˡˡ ˡᵉᵃʳⁿᶦⁿᵍ. ᴵ ᵃˡˢ�� ᵗʳʸ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵈᵒ ˡᶦᵗᵉʳᵃˡ ᵗʳᵃⁿˢˡᵃᵗᶦᵒⁿˢ ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ᶦᵗ ᶜᵃⁿ ᶠᵉᵉˡ ˢᵗᵃˡᵉ. ᴵᵗ’ˢ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ᶦᵐᵖᵒʳᵗᵃⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵖʳᵉˢᵉʳᵛᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᵉᵉˡᶦⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵃⁿ ᵗᵒ ᵍᶦᵛᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃ ᵇᵒʳᶦⁿᵍ ᵈᶦʳᵉᶜᵗ ᵗʳᵃⁿˢˡᵃᵗᶦᵒⁿ. I had so much fun doing the Electro World throwback, so I went back even further. Monochrome Effect came out in 2004 (Perfume's members were about 15) and the music video is so fun and adorable. The lyrics speak to a longing to be seen. They talk about how stars are hardly visible in the big city's dark sky and a determination to break through the clouds and shine anyway. Full fansub here Preview here Gifsets will be in my gifs tag More translations ⭐Like my J-Pop translations? Donate to my ko-fi or become a Patron.

Translation, romaji, and kana below ⏱️༄°｡⋆⏱️༄°｡⋆⏱️༄ ✮🦈

This Monochrome Effect It’s lackin’ pop-up scale But it’ll never get rusty ‘Cause even wobbly heart gears find their balance Someone said that the sky in the big city is just barely there, small and pitch-black Beyond what the eye can see, the starry cosmos is a vast and infinite realm There aren’t many stars in the big city They’re hidden by clouds, slippin’, slip, glidin’ away This Monochrome Effect It’s wearin’ out my heart circuits Even if I learn to be sly I’ll stay buried in this longing This Monochrome Effect It’s lackin’ pop-up scale But it’ll never get rusty ‘Cause even wobbly heart gears find their balance My colorful heart feels like it’s suffocating Even I change my looks, I won't get noticed I wanna be discovered, so I’ll try to stand strong Even if I'm intimidated by the girl who breaks the mold I’ll break through the clouds and shine strong Even in this tough town, slippin’, slip, glide away This Monochrome Effect Boosting my Heart Memory I can’t stop admiring that display window But it’s no one, just me This Monochrome Effect Shaping up the inside of my head I’m meditating on gettin’ smart And balancing my active heart There aren’t many stars in the big city They’re hidden by clouds, slippin’, slip, glide away This Monochrome Effect It’s wearin’ out my heart circuits Even if I learn to be sly I’ll stay buried in this longing This Monochrome Effect It’s lackin’ pop-up scale But it’ll never get rusty ‘Cause even wobbly heart gears find their balance ⏱️༄°｡⋆⏱️༄°｡⋆⏱️༄ ✮🦈 kono MONOKUROOMU EFEKUTO tobidasu SUKEERU fusoku demo sabi tsuku koto wa nai kedo tsuriattenai kokoro haguruma BARANSU dareka mo itteta tokai ni wa sora wa aru kedo semakute makkura darake da yo mienai mukou ni uchuu-chuu hoshi wa kawarazu hirokute mugen na sekai na no tokai no hoshi wa sukunai n janaku kumo ni umorete zururu zuru suberu kono MONOKUROOMU EFEKUTO kokoro no kairo kireteru ima zuru-sa wo mi ni tsukete mo yokubou ni umoreteku kono MONOKUROOMU EFEKUTO tobidasu SUKEERU fusoku demo sabi tsuku koto wa nai kedo tsuriattenai kokoro haguruma BARANSU chissoku shi-sou de KARAFURU na kokoro ga gaiken kaete mo mitsukaru wake mo naku mitsukete hoshikute funbatte miru kedo hayari kara dassen sorе wa kowai ano ko kumo wo tsukinuke hikaru koto sae mo muzukashii machi zururu zuru suberu kono MONOKUROOMU EFEKUTO kokoro no MEMORI fuyashite ano SHOUUINDOU ni mi torenai dare demo nai jibun da shi kono MONOKUROOMU EFEKUTO atama no naka SHEIPPUAPPU tada SUMAATO ni souzou shite AKUTIBU na kokoro haguruma BARANSU tokai no hoshi wa sukunai n janaku kumo ni umorete zururu zuru suberu kono MONOKUROOMU EFEKUTO kokoro no kairo kireteru ima zuru-sa wo mi ni tsukete mo yokubou ni umoreteku kono MONOKUROOMU EFEKUTO tobidasu SUKEERU fusoku demo sabi tsuku koto wa nai kedo tsuriattenai kokoro haguruma BARANSU ⏱️༄°｡⋆⏱️༄°｡⋆⏱️༄ ✮🦈 このモノクロームエフェクト 飛び出すスケール不足 でもサビ付く事は無いけど 釣り合ってない 心歯車 バランス 誰かも言ってた 都会には空は あるけど狭くて 真っ暗だらけだよ 見えない向こうに 宇宙中星は 変わらず広くて 無限な世界なの 都会の星は 少ないんじゃなく 雲に埋もれて ズルル ズル スベル このモノクロームエフェクト 心の回路切れてる 今ズルさを身につけても 欲望に 埋もれてく このモノクロームエフェクト 飛び出すスケール不足 でもサビ付く事は無いけど 釣り合ってない 心歯車 バランス 窒息しそうで カラフルな心が 外見変えても 見つかる訳も無く 見つけてほしくて 踏ん張ってみるけど 流行りから脱線 それは怖いあの子 雲を突き抜け 光る事さえも 難しい街 ズルル ズル スベル このモノクロームエフェクト 心のメモリ増やして あのショウウインドウに見惚れない 誰でもない 自分だし このモノクロームエフェクト 頭の中シェイプアップ ただスマートに想像して アクティブな 心歯車 バランス 都会の星は 少ないんじゃなく 雲に埋もれて ズルル ズル スベル このモノクロームエフェクト 心の回路切れてる 今ズルさを身につけても 欲望に 埋もれてく このモノクロームエフェクト 飛び出すスケール不足 でもサビ付く事は無いけど 釣り合ってない 心歯車 バランス

[dailyjimmybuffett]

They Don't Dance Like Carmen No More

Walkin' down new streets, music is loud Neon signs bring in tumultuous crowds But I'm just an old man, I'd probably get sore 'Cause they don't dance like Carmen no more

She and ol' Cougie, my what a pair Jus' doin' the rhumba as no one else dared Slidin' and glidin' 'cross Hollywood floors But they don't dance like Carmen no more

Well now she had a big hat, my it was high Had bananas and mangos all piled to the sky How she could balance it, I wouldn't dare But they don't dance like Carmen nowhere

Ah but the lady's not with us, she died long ago And they don't show her movies on late midnight shows 'Cause the kids would get restless, and the grown-ups would snore 'Cause they don't dance like Carmen no more

Well now she and old Cougie, my what a pair Just doin' the boogie as no one else dared Slidin' and glidin' 'cross hardwood waxed floors But they don't dance like Carmen no more

No more No no no more And I'm just an old man, I'd probably get sore But they don't dance like Carmen no more Nah they don't dance like Carmen no more

Ten-cents dance, I might take a chance But they don't dance like Carmen no more

[lux-l1sbon-blitzkrieg]

This is joy, this is summer

Keep alive, stay alive

Got your metal on, we're alone

Making sweet love, takin' time

'Til God strikes us

That's a pretty fucking fast year flew by

That's a pretty long third gear in this car

Glidin' on the five

The deer run across, kill the headlights

Pretty fucking

Underneath moonlight now

Pretty fucking, sunrise in sight

In comes the morning haunting us with the beams

Solstice ain't as far as it used to be

It begins to blur, we get older (blur, blur)

Summer's not as long as it used to be

Everyday counts like crazy (smoke, haze)

Wanna get soaked?

Wanna film a tape on the speed boat?

We smell of Californication

Strike a pose

Everything grows in the Congo

Everything grows

Ooh, can you come when I call again?

On comes the evening, gold seeking ends

Peace in my hand worth twice than a friend

And two limbs over shoulder, carried away

Because I'm stronger, the Congo is dim (smoke)

In comes the morning, ah-ah (smoke)

In comes the morning, ahh-ahh (haze)

[order66victim]

Glidin

[pandorias-box]

...

The others were eggin’ me on to do intros but I don’t really wanna do one. Seems kinda lame, y’know? But, screw it. I’m Lyko; the Gliscor that tried to latch onto Pandoria’s face when I was unevolved. I was a bit of a hyperactive doofus and I’ve learned to turn it down a notch. Actually, a lotta notches.

Also before ya ask me about my speakin’ pattern, I’m Unovan, remember? I’m glidin’ ‘ere!

Sweet mother of Arc, I am not saying that shit ever again.

[scamoosh]

Can I ask your thought process behind Undead ponies? They look amazing! How did you decide which pony was going to be which species?

hiii ty :D!! 💕 yaya totally! the sakumas r both alicorns bc theyre 'royalty' (same as the amagis and tsukasa), kaoru is a pegasus bc of all the feather motifs surrounding his character and cuz i can totally see him glidin along the beach like a seagull LOL koga is an earth pony bc they r the most dog-shaped <33 and bc he is sturdy and steadfast and strong etc etc . adonis is a unicorn bc i feel like he has a little bit of an elegant air abt him ! i also wanted 2 have them all b diff kinds of ponies bc i feel like it lends 2 undeads whole like . ragtag rebels aesthetic

[allcrush]

glidin sliding over the floor moonwalkin like michel jackerson