#writing ; the chorus sings

[mee1414]

Solar farmer

Day 11 - Pearlescentmoon

[busiest-bee]

I’m a chronic “what if they were nice and also my friends”-er 😔💔

[herearedragons]

ok im very interested in ‘Sparrow with talons of steel’ 👀

this is my half-finished fake Maryden song about Neilar! "Sparrow" is his Varric Nickname and she's riffing on that

Sparrow with talons of steel

Bones of the day, eyes of the night

Shadows fall and conceal

No one sees you take flight

Born of the people who never kneel

Songbird flying with birds of prey

Sparrow strikes with talons of steel

Then dives through the shadows and far away

Sparrow with dew on his wings

Ancient memory reborn

Voices join as you sing

They will all see you soar

Born of the people who never kneel

Songbird flying with birds of prey

Sparrow strikes with talons of steel

Then dives through the shadows and far away

[wonderlandsakura]

As Clockwork stood in the time stopped dark alley, knowing soon, the man who would raise their child would arrive, knowing soon, they would only be able to watch their baby grow up, not hold him or tell him his true parentage for the longest decade of their immortal life, knowing soon, they would have to let him go.

They grieved for the moments they would never be able to spend with their child in this timeline, knowing it was for the best, yet hating it with every fiber of their being.

They knew it would be worth it once it was done, but they still hated that it had to happen.

So in that stolen eternity between snatched seconds, they took the time to cradle their baby close and sing to him once last time, hoping he could at least remember their love for him through it:

All that I know

Is that stars come and go

I'll hold you close

Even when the Sun cannot glow

[kalashnikovlobotomy]

the invention of drunk texting will be the absolute best thing that happens to russia

[cricketnationrise]

Congrats on reaching 500 followers!!! 🎉🎉🎉

Here’s my prompt: 10:03pm, Alex Claremont-Diaz in his bedroom. The vibes are ‘Just Fucking Let Me Love You’ by Lowen, any rating :-)

(Big fan btw (ao3: larsons) <3)

your prompt song is the latest in an installment of 'absolute life-ruiners i didn't know existed before this fest.' i need to make a fucking playlist or something. suffice it to say i'm now obsessed with this song. thank you for the opportunity to learn of it's existence! enjoy your ficlet, despite me handwaving at the canon time of day to suit my needs (we can just pretend the book doesn't mention it's morning, right?) 💜🦗

read the rest of the ficlets here

❤️🤍💙❤️🤍💙

10:03pm, alex's bedroom

Dear Thisbee, I wish there weren’t a wall. Love, Pyramus

Inexplicably, the first thought Alex has after his frantic Google search is how lovely Henry’s handwriting is. It’s so smooth and flowy, each letter gracefully connected to the next, the same even spacing between each word, each line steady and straight despite the lack of lines on the scrap of paper. Alex could never, and frankly, it’s unfair—one more thing on the long list of things about Henry that are adorably infuriating—that the ghosting jackass doesn’t need lined paper to guide his hand. 

Alex can’t stop tracing Henry’s note; his fingers trailing lightly over the curve of “D” and tapping the “L” reverently. Objectively, it feels like every other piece of printer paper that Alex has ever picked up, but some part of his brain is convinced that he’ll be able to dig up some faint trace of Henry in the pen’s indentations if he traces the letters just one more time. 

Last week at the lake had been some of the best days of Alex’s life. And up until Henry had ducked below the water to avoid Alex’s confession, he’d been so sure they were on the same page. Henry had matched him email for email, text for text, late night call for late night call. Henry had reached out just as often as Alex over the last few months. They’d both flung their secrets and fears and dreams across the Atlantic; an electronic lifeboat, built line by line and quote by quote. The rare times they were alone together Alex could feel his brain slowing down, his stress melting away— Hell, he could almost see the connection they were building together, stretched tight like a bungee cord between their chests.

With his final note, his polite fucking thank you, Henry had set their lifeboat on fire—and Alex feels like he never learned to swim. He’s practically drowning in his own fucking love for Henry. It’s overwhelming, it’s all-encompassing. It feels like lightning beneath his skin, like one of those party favors that pop open and shoot streamers everywhere. It feels bigger than the Texas sky, deeper than the fucking ocean Henry put between them. It should be like helium, keeping him afloat during all the stress of the campaign and what the future holds for him. Instead, it feels like an anchor around his neck, pulling him into the depths.

It’s infuriating.

Alex clutches at the note again, the vague whisper of a plan swirling in the back of his mind. I wish there weren’t a wall. Who gave Henry the fucking right to say something like that to Alex of all people? The only wall between them is the one Henry laid the foundation for. The only wall is the one Henry’s trying to make as tall as possible by not responding to Alex. The only wall is the one Henry made by leaving in the first place. Alex straightens up, decision made. Henry wants a wall? Fine. 

Alex can be fucking dynamite.

To $$$: what are you doing for the next 24 hours?

[rustycamo]

The dawn chorus

When do the dawn birds first sing?

I wonder

As their sound crosses my room.

I don't think I've slept.

And angry and bright, the sun rises soon.

I missed another night.

When do the dawn birds first sing?

I wonder

As their melody- their cacophony- of trills finds me awake yet again

[spidey-bie]

Look at me. Everybody look at me right now. They don't kiss they don't have sex they don't do anything inherently sexual or romantic in any way.

Y'know what they do to show affection?

They sing together.

Even with Hobie's terrible voice (he's so off key) there is no one in the world that Ansi would rather duet with than Hobie.

No matter where they are whether it's Ansi's apartment, Hobie's boat, or Aunt May's house, if the radio's playing and a song they both know comes on they're both about to be belting out the lyrics.

Ansi sings Hobie love ballads as gifts because he knows how much Hobie loves his singing voice. (And she honestly just loves to sing so much.)

Hobie snagged parts to put together a karaoke set up on his boat with a personalized mic for Ansi. (It's orange and it has her spider symbol on it.)

Singing is the one thing in Ansi's life that hasn't been exploited. It's not something that he wants to share with the world. But singing with Hobie puts him at ease. She gets to do something that she loves with someone who means everything to her. And nobody can take that away from her.

[onelonelystory]

DEEPLY embarrassing when a generally like. not vocally unimpressive but generally “fun” song throws you for a loop. what do you mean I can’t sing fuck somebody by the wrecks without switching registers.

[cryptvokeeper]

My worst Broadway hot take is that the 2005 CGI animated movie Hoodwinked would make a good stage musical, actually

[hongjoongpresent]

the entire essay I could write about the background vocals in terrible man. you don't understand

[july-19th-club]

just so you know by the way that wasnt me. idk who that was. that was somebody desperate that was someone in love. if you even care

[aparticularbandit]

This week is Bandit names things from Sugar, We're Going Down, but they're APT, so like.

-shrugs-

Thousands kids rise up?

[adrift-in-thyme]

Good grief the first chapter of give the lion fangs is LONG

[scalproie]

Do you think when Kazuya and Jun were together that he was the jealous type?

Not really. I feel like Kazuya has the potential for some type of jealousy, but to me jealousy is when you let negative feelings fester when being unable or unwilling to do smth about a situation, Kazuya to me isnt like that, like first of all you'd need to be worthy of his attention in the first place otherwise he will not even aknowledge you, then if smth is bothering him, he will act immediately, accordingly, and mercilessly. Or choose a course of action, be wholly dedicated to it, and bide his time until it's smart to execute his plan. So he would not let jealousy have the time to even settle in.

I also think nobody were pursuing neither Kaz nor Jun romantically when they were together so there was no reason for Kaz to even be jealous of anyone in the first place.

[taruruchi]

I gotta get to reblogging stuff tmrw... Bc today just drained me a lot 😔