#the christmas music too

[thatgreyjedi]

Nothing, just thinking about the fact that there’s a chance Buddie could happen during the holidays…

[expelliarmus]

[andoutofharm]

the way patrick talks about the way pete thinks is so beautiful

[angelyuji]

Uhuhu thinking about Ford comforting reader after they either found their partner's corpse or found out about their death, and him being so happy about the whole situation. You're clinging to him for comfort, your partner's out of the way, he made sure the murder could not be linked to him in any way, everything's going perfectly! Now he just needs to make sure his façade doesn't slip. You hating him wouldn't do either of you any good, but there's always the basement, if it comes to that... it will if you won't love him back.

yessssyesyyes yeysy ford def would this omg

he wants you to love him back and he knows that the process will be slow especially cuz ur grieving, but hes a freaking scientist. he can wait as long as he has to. he’s slowly integrating into your life. at first, offering a comforting shoulder to cry on. next, he’s coming over with food becuz “u have to eat, (y/n). u have to survive”. then he’s staying overnight to “keep you safe”. he becomes a part of ur daily routine and practically ur husband.

he’ll confess how much he likes you if he feels like you’ve moved on enough (on average, people usually move on after a year, but since you’ve had him he thinks ur good after like 4-6 months becuz hes a narcissist lol) and ur like wtf???? and genuinely feel so betrayed that this whole time ford’s been acting like a friend to get in your pants.

“get out.” ford stares at you.

“what?” he blinks in confusion, “are you feeling alright, (y/n)?” his eyes fill with pity and he reaches out to your shoulder. you smack his hand away.

“get. out.” your eyes full with angry tears, “now, stanford.” you back away from him, turning away as you feel tears spill out. “i can’t believe you’d do this to me.” you choke.

ford tries to reach out to you, “(y/n), please, i love you.”

you shove him back, “GET. OUT. YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE.”

ford stumbles. he turns away from you as he chokes out a teary, “fine.”

ford, of course, does not give up. i mean, you need him! he’s been looking after you for so long and he loves you so much :((. he’s fr like tweaking out bro, pacing around the basement and chewing on his nails. like ong tweaking he’s such a freak. then hes like “urethra🤓!” and he comes up with an idea that ensures your safety forever :).

you wake up to hear your floorboards frantically creak. blearily, you try to look around to find the source of the noise. you rub your eyes, focusing on a man pacing in front of your bed. “…ford?” he looks up, glasses crooked on his face.

“ah, i didn’t mean to wake you.” ford chuckles, sheepishly, “i was thinking.” panic shoots through your veins as your brain registers the man in front of you. before you could open your mouth to scream, ford was next to your bed with a cloth covering your mouth and nose. he shushes you, “just breathe in for me.” you try to shake your head, but ford keeps your head in place with one hand. “be good for me and breathe.”

he’s putting your ass in that basement!!!!

[doctorsiren]

“Seven Birds / Crystal Kingdom”

A TAZ:Balance song / cover I “wrote” back in (i want to say) 2018

I say “wrote” because the lyrics are the prophecy and then the second half is simply a cover of the Crystal Kingdom verses + a final one I added

[amerricanartwork]

Okay, wait, let me explain this for a second—

So I think generally Jack and Sally are one of those classic and iconic fictional couples that people and ships are frequently compared to and/or strive to emulate, so this might seem a bit cliche at first glance. However, what if I told you I actually based my Milkshake/Trinkets dynamic primarily off of Jack and Sally personality-wise, especially when it came to developing my headcanon personality for Unparalleled Innocence such that it'd be a good compliment for Pebbles's canon personality?

Specifically, I like the idea that Five Pebbles, like Jack Skellington, is confident, skilled in what he does, a very good speaker with an eloquent vocabulary and style, and a person who, although not passionate about many things, puts his all into whatever endeavor he sets his sights on, even if it means he sometimes gets a bit too enveloped by his ambitions to the point of obsession. Meanwhile Unparalleled Innocence, like Sally, lacks much confidence, yet is equally intellectual and very romantic, a lot more clever and resourceful than she may seem at first glance, good at noticing/appreciating the little things around her, and loves to watch her crush from afar despite being much too shy to interact with him directly. "Sally's Song" is as of now pretty much the best musical explanation/representation of how I interpret her thought process around the time of her spreading the knowledge of Pebbles's rot.

I hope to go more in-depth in my interpretation of these characters and their relationship later, but for now I figured I'd take a break from my chubby Moon exploits to give these two a little love (I may be all for Lilypad, but I won't stop sharing my love for this ship too!) and some cosplay action to harken to this inspiration. Plus, in case I don't have enough time to draw my other Halloween-themed idea for the Local Group before the end of the month, I can at least say I posted this on time!

[sipping-ambrosia-wine]

since its that time of year and i only found it on accident heres a reminder that the hadestown cast released a holiday album back in 2020

[pythoneon]

not to be annoying about VHS christmas carols against but i’m gonna be bc

i can’t stop thinking about something curt said in his interview with james about starkid and how you can see the seams of the production in each performance, and how it adds to the experience, and i think that’s why so many people love starkid. not only is it extremely accessible for people who can’t afford broadway tickets (which are ABSURDLY expensive without a doubt) and exposes people to the joy of performance in a palpable and fun way. its unpolished sometimes, and not every run goes PERFECTLY, but that only elevates the experience.

as a recovering theater kid who’s also a fairly new starkid & tin can bros fan, its imperfections are what drew me in. my first musical i watched (TGWDLM) is AMAZING and still my favorite, but its not perfect, and i wouldn’t have it any other way. imperfections are human, they’re fun stumbles that can be brought up later as something unique that happened at that showing and no other. it shows the seams and doesn’t take you out of it. you hear people improvise lines to make their costar laugh, you see actors try really hard not to break character, you watch someone cry ACTUAL TEARS during a solo, so engrossed that you’re drawn in with them. you become a part of this world for a moment because starkid is nothing but passion and love for their craft, and they show it through ingenuity, creativity, and craftiness.

just like curt said in that same interview, VHS christmas carols is the embodiment of all that. its a small and intimate stage (MY FAVORITES), so the line between actor and viewer is blurred. there’s parts in the digital ticket where you hear clark laugh at a few line readings, which i love so much. it’s simpler than a lot of their other stuff, band wise and set wise, but what they DO have is excellent. the VHS-shaped stage, the play button on the box lids, the CANDLES UGH. they’re all enjoying themselves, putting their entire heart and soul into each performance, and it shows. even the happy songs brought tears to my eyes. seeing that reminded me of how much i loved being in theater and the friends i made doing it.

VHS christmas carols is like a reminder that starkid isn’t just a production company making high quality musicals for us to watch, it’s also a group of dorky friends having the time of their lives on stage.

[ducktracy]

saw "75 influences in 75 seconds" on Twitter and decided to give a go at it! i didn't realize how much print cartooning/fine art/still, non moving images had a stranglehold on me until making this! I'm inspired by so much and so fleetingly it's hard to make a list... still fun to make!

[hitwiththetmnt]

You’re the Wham! to my Last Christmas

[tachimichishrine]

Could I ask for a little Christmas special with Tachi x Fem!reader? With smut, the cherry on the cake could not be missing. Ñakañaka👀

<HAHAHA CANT BELIEVE IVE GOT A CHRISTMAS SPECIAL REQ,,, keep in mind i dont celebrate xmas so im pullin out a lot of clichés and i'm assuming it's a stereotypical northern hemisphere winter vibe just for funsies. ñakañaka to you too, dear reader>

"by the fireplace"

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tachihara michizou x fem! reader {christmas special}

warnings: nsfw ; fingering ; cockwarming ; soft sex ; ooc tachihara bc i can ; playful cursing ; intended lowercase ; unedited as always

stupid. you are stupid.

stupid for getting so excited around the holidays. for using your day off to prepare your painfully small studio apartment with a bunch of decorations bought from the local store, anything that was cheap and shiny. you expertly coordinated the colours, the theme and the shapes, putting up zigzags of fluffy green boas on the walls of your kitchen and swirls of red streamers in your living room. you couldn't afford a christmas tree both financially and space-wise, so you took your local houseplants, covered them in random cut-out figures and makeshift ornaments, then allocated a small corner in their honour. it was cute, but there was no one to share it with.

stupid for getting your hopes up. you hadn't spoken to your boyfriend in so long, hadn't received a response to all your lovesick voice messages or texts, telling him how much you missed him and how badly you wanted him back home. chances are that the number you were contacting had gotten tossed, thrown in the garbage on a mission that was too high-risk for him to compromise your safety. it was worse when you thought about the fact that he was doing this for you; sometimes you wanted to track him down, show up to wherever he was spying and kiss him numb in front of whoever he was supposed to be infiltrating.

stupid for baking cookies. they were really good too— you picked whatever recipe online that you could find and made 2 dozen of them. you ate half, music playing on your speaker, sitting down on your sofa all alone. you wished you'd have someone to share them with.

the cold outside made this holiday season all the more unbearable, with the delicate snowflakes whisking around the frigid air outside. you were safe inside, snuggled up by the fireplace with a book and a blanket, but feeling incredibly lonely.

"you've probably tossed this burner phone by now..." you couldn't resist the temptation and pulled out your phone in order to leave him another voicemail, "but michi, baby, I miss you. I know I'm supposed to love all this me time or whatever, but... fuck, I made cookies and all I wanna do is stuff them in your beautiful face. man, I've gone crazy, haven't I? anyways... I miss you. I love you. I just hope you're safe and come home soon."

you had to get your mind off of things. you had to do something, anything to get out of your head. you were off work, but you didn't have the mind to concentrate on any activities at home by yourself, and all your friends were busy with family and loved ones.

you decided to go for a walk outside, in the freezing cold snow.

it did wonders for your head. you didn't even have your headphones in, which was odd, but instead listened to everything around. you snuggled further into your coat, told yourself that you should've worn more layers, been more prepared for the cold, but it was refreshing nonetheless. you didn't keep track of the time, instead visiting every corner of your neighborhood and just strolling around as you pleased. by the time your nose felt like it was going to freeze off, you were approaching the entrance of the building.

someone was at the door, in a familiar army-green coat with beige fur around the collar. you nearly tripped over yourself running over to the figure, excitement louder in your mind than the fear of accidentally trapping the wrong person in a bear hug.

to your surprise, you didn't hug a person at all. you were hugging a floating jacket that seemed to be carrying all its weight at four spots where small metal clips were positioned. you yanked the coat off of the clips, relishing in the faint smell of your lover, only pulled out of your happiness by a cold impact on your back.

you turned around to look at the son of a bitch who threw a snowball at you.

"aren't you cold?" you chuckled, seeing tachihara in only his v-neck long sleeved shirt you would tease him about and say looked like that of a school girl. "taking off your coat just 'cause you're dramatic as hell."

"you're spunky for someone who left me about a million sappy voicemails in the past week," he retorted in a sassy tone. despite the words exchanged, you dropped his jacket on the snow and ran over to him like you were a housewife waiting for him to come back from war, which you might as well have been. he caught you hurling your body at him and gave you a twirl around while you giggled and peppered his face in kisses.

when he finally set you down, you had your hands wrapped around the back of his neck, his on your hips, and you pulled him in to feel his lips on yours. "you really are dramatic as hell."

"and you love me." his gloved hand balanced your chin on his curled index finger and brought you back in for another kiss. "m'sorry I was gone for so long this time."

you shook your head, holding him tighter as if he would dissipate and float away if you let go. "you're here now. that's all I care about." your grip tightened and you hopped up so that you could wrap your legs around his hips. "now carry me inside and make it up to me."

"oh, she's demanding, ain't she?" he chuckled, holding you up by your thighs. "I haven't even been back more than two seconds and I'm getting ordered 'round."

"shut up, you know you love it," you giggled, trying to climb off of him so you could walk into your home but his grip was firm and he didn't seem intent on letting you go. "baby, I was joking, you can put me down now."

"hm? if ya say so."

and he tossed you onto the ground.

you weren't expecting that, but laughed in the snow as you processed what he'd just done. in retaliation, you kicked out his ankles and he collapsed right next to you. obviously, you both knew that he could've dodged it, but he let himself fall by your side and lay his arm across your waist. he shivered, his barely covered torso coming in direct contact with the cold snow while snowflakes fluttered onto his lashes and hair. he laughed again as he rolled onto you, trapping you under his weight while you looked up at him dreamily.

"I missed you," you whispered seriously, saying those words for the thousandth time today, "a lot. I'm glad you're back."

he struggled to formulate a response, blush almost as red as the tips of his frozen ears or his hair, instead letting his body drop onto you and kiss you on the forehead. "I missed you more than you could ever imagine. almost got caught daydreamin' about you a few times on the mission."

"is that so?" you perked up a brow, amused. tachihara finally got off of you, offering his hand to help you up while the other brushed off the melting wetness on his back and knees. "what kind of daydreams?"

he pulled you up once you took his hand, leading you inside the apartment building while he shook his head to loosen the water droplets at the tips of his hair— almost like a dog. he leaned into your ear and whispered, "the kind I can't say out loud."

"how 'bout a more visual description, then?" you offered innocently, and he chuckled. once you reached the front door, you'd completely forgotten all of the loneliness you'd been feeling when you'd initially left. you barely made it inside the entrance when he had your back pressed against your decorated walls, knee slotted in between your legs and lips back on yours.

you took off your jacket and other garments, trying to toss them in the closet without breaking the kiss. only, once you'd finally kicked off your boots, you remembered his jacket.

"fuck, it's still outside, my bad," you murmured against him, "should I go back down and get it?"

"no need, just open up a window."

you did as he asked while he got settled, warming up by the fireplace and munching on the now cooled-down baked goods. the place still smelled like the sugar cookies, so he commented on how incredibly festive it all seemed. you just shrugged and said you had free time, but quickly admitted you were a little lonely lately. he noticed your frown and unconsciously mimicked it.

"anyways, are you gonna tell me why I'm opening a window when it's freezing outside?" you asked, turning towards him.

"close your eyes," he instructed. you felt a twinge of excitement as you complied.

a few moments later, you heard some clattering outside. barely resisting the urge to peek, you stole a quick look outside and saw the floating jacket, again. you rolled your eyes, placed a hand on your hip and scolded him for acting so melodramatic again. he just chuckled, but his laugh was enough to get your heart thawing out. he brought it inside and you closed the window behind it, but told him to levitate it to the closet. meanwhile, you had to drag him to the bedroom to get him to change out of his soaking wet clothes.

you watched him pull his damp shirt over his head while you got yourself comfortable on the bed. with his torso bare, you stared just a little too long at him, shamelessly, and tsked when he reached for the drawer for a replacement.

"hey, I'm still fuckin' frozen," he explained himself, but you jumped up and grabbed his wrist to stop him from putting anything on.

"we have a fireplace for that reason, love," you retorted.

that was just an excuse to get him naked for you in any way you could, and he let it happen. you cuddled with him on the sofa, his head buried in between your tits with your hands roaming all over his skin. under the covers, you got greedy and began sliding your hands under his pants. he let you take them off, but took your shirt off as well. heavy breathing into his mouth distracted you from skilled fingertips tugging off your pants next.

"I... mmm..." you hummed softly against him as you let him pull you on top of him. you sat down on him, legs parted on both sides and throbbing in between them hard to control. "haven't felt you... in so long..."

it was a request, and he knew it. your fingers couldn't do the trick, not once you had gotten used to his own, skilled and rough and so knowledgeable in understanding every spot and nook that could have you sighing on his knuckles. and he was just that; knuckle-deep in your soaking pussy as you spasmed around his fingers and felt him curl them around inside your walls.

"someone missed me a lot," he remarks with a smug grin while he looked at your eyes tightened shut and jaw slacked open as you rode his hand. you placed your hand on his neck, both steadying yourself so you could fuck yourself harder on his hand and choking him lightly so he would shut the fuck up.

you lowered your chest so you could kiss him heatedly through the fingerfucking, and whispered sweet nothings in his lips while occasionally gasping and panting for air.

"still cold?" you asked cheekily in his ear, licking around the shell and biting down on his earlobe. "or d'you want me to sit on that pretty cock of yours?"

he really was frozen; you felt his frigid skin as you pulled down his boxers and his cock sprung free, familiar pulsating as he grunted through the sensation. you lowered yourself onto him, slow and relishing in his pleasurable whimpers, and rocked into him even slower. it was just the two of you, by the fireplace, gently fucking while you smothered him in kisses.

you couldn't have asked for a better christmas present this year.

[jennsterjay]

Can you imagine the chaos that would be Miles G and Peni interacting?

Like when Miles G joins the group to help fight the Spot for the big finale and he just kind of shuffles himself to the back of the group and Peni is there

And they both look at each other with resting depressed / bitch face and size each other up and scrutinize each other's tech and gear with their eyes and then at the same time they look at each other and say

"Huh... cool"

And then during the fight with The Spot, the whole time they're asking each other questions about each other's tech while attacking and dodging effortlessly because they're cool like that, and they get so engrossed in their tech conversations that the fight becomes more of an annoying background thing so they just lock in and do joint team duo attacks to help Miles so they can wrap up the fight and get back to their conversation on hydraulics faster

And after the group wins the fight and Hobie makes everyone secret watches- oh its so over

They both just drop into each other's dimensions at random times of the day and help each other with whatever tech or engine or weapon or gizmo or what have you and create the most tech thing ever that even regular Spider-Man villians couldn't understand

Miles G teaches Peni about present day tech (which is old tech to her) and Peni teaches Miles G about her present day tech (which is future tech to him) and they gain a wider understanding of the origins and mechanics of past and future tech and now with this knowledge they learn to build anything (Miguel has ranked them higher on the 'people to watch' list again) and Margo is involved in their shenanigans too.

They get into discussions about dubbed vs subbed anime, and Peni reintroduces Miles G to My Chemical Romance. Miles G is vibing with it, and Rio is entertained because Miles G has randomly entered his 'No one understands me' phase again

These two dimension hop to 1610B every other week just to go to the arcade house and kill it in some Dance Dance Revolution. They invite the others later (Miles: So you just invited me after you already did stuff without me in my dimension??).

They watch Big Hero Six together, and immediately try to figure out how to make those little magnet things (they do it in a day) and help each other upgrade Sp//dr with Baymax related protocols they like

Peni helps Miles upgrade his own suit of course and it gets the coolest most badass design known to man, his mask can translate 1000 different languages, has built in 'prowler-sense' to detect danger, and God knows what else and Kingpin, Doc Ock, Scorpion, Lizard, and the rest of the Sinister Six and related villians are baffled because they have no idea how someone could've built or manufactured a suit like that on their own (and they can't replicate it).

Eventually they become so airtight that they just start chillin and talking to each other in Spanish and Japanese and they both understand each other and meanwhile the others in the Spiderband Ensemble (Miles and the others) are wracking their brains trying to figure out how they defeated over 20,000 villians on their own over the past year with just the two of them, and how they have 3 successful self published mangas about their Ocs together in 3 different dimensions

[gleetournaments]

The Ultimate Duets Tournament Round 2 Match 55

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[fake-destiel-news]

They just released two of the songs already!!!

I love the new version of What’s this with Johnathan Groff but If I could be with you is sooo cute🥺

This makes me want to get on a plane and fly 16 hours to see it and it’s not even out yet

[the-ultimate-tsbs-kin]

Seen as my last post abt the Glamrock Bonnie and Glitchtrap Show seems to be getting a lot of attention, let's talk about something else.

Solar's death.

God that's what made me hate the tsams fandom.

Yes, you're allowed to be attached to a fictional character and you're allowed to be sad over their death.

But these fuckers spammed all of Sun and Moon's comment section about it for like a month, whether or not the video was related.

"At least they're not harassing other channels-" no but they were. They spammed Lunar and Earth's (feels weird referring to myself in the 3rd person but we didn't have yt channels-) comment section as well, even when they were trying to play a calm game, the comments were all "i CaNt ReLaX iM sO sAd AbT sOlAr"

Still think that's fine?

These idiots were on the Funtime Foxy and Glamrock Chica Show about it too.

Probably the LEAST relative channel to the Sun and Moon Show, and the video was a random vrchat filler, and the first comment I see was "this is a sad day for all of us because Solar died but ok"

Shut up. Shut the actual hell up. Idk what kind of main character syndrome you're applying onto tsams, but it's not cool.

Sorry, were all the channels supposed to spend the next month or so grieving over Solar, even the characters who didn't bloody know him??? (Which is most of em)

Not to mention the fans THREATENING DAVIS on social media about it

I literally hate the fandom so much, the creators are so wonderful and deserve better.