#yall these lyrics are not it

[frommybedroom]

begging someone to pls make 2014 tumblr memes out of the lyrics from ttpd

[aliendeity]

i want your ugly, i want your disease. i want your love and i want your revenge. i want your psycho, your vertigo schtick. literally at 23 gaga had her priorities straight

[hyfinart]

2am art is interesting 2 look back at in the morning 2 say the least

[partyfavorr]

on irreversable love

Song Credits: Die Alone, FINNEAS // Graceland Too, Phoebe Bridgers // ur so pretty, wasia project // Kaleidescope, Chappell Roan // My Love Mine All Mine, Mitski // Sofia, Clairo // j's lullaby (darlin' i'd wait for you), Delaney Bailey // Pancakes for Dinner, Lizzy Mcalpine // Everyone Adores You, Matt Maltese // Birds of a Feather, Billie Eilish // So American, Olivia Rodrigo // Glue Song, Beabadoobee feat. Clairo // Halley's Comet, Billie Eilish

Painting Credits: unknown // unknown // Red Almond Blossom by Vincent Van Gogh // unknown // Crested Butte Sunflowers by Laura Reilly // unknown // Rural Landscape by William Kay Blacklock // unknown // The Seine at Argenteuil by Claude Monet // Thrift, Priest's Cove, Cornwall by Mark Preston // unknown // unknown // unknown, John Singer Sargent

if you have any of the names of the paintings, please dm me or send me an ask!!

[snifsnoof]

various termina doodles

[superfruitland]

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"i believe it would be fair to say, "you look bewildered"

and you wonder why i'm here today

and so you should, i would"

huge thanks to @/radishqueen for help with the dialogue and @/vangh17a for helping redraw what i lost to file corruption hell :'>

[pinetreespants]

baaah's in sad

[sunoovamp]

..𝕷𝖚𝖘𝖙 𝖆𝖙 𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖘𝖙 𝖇𝖎𝖙𝖊

[orbch]

“big sister makes a face like a dog kept in a cage”

[mediademon]

MR. ROBOT - 90s Sitcom Intro

♫ Used to be you could trust in the story Vilify the villains and celebrate the heroes You could believe in the guts-and-the-glory ways Those were the better days Where did those times go? ♫

♫ Oh, when the shimmering sky turns cold and gray Searchin' for that spark o' light Just close your eyes and say the word? "Everything's gonna be all right" Yeah ♫

♫ Imagine a world gone insane Picture yourself high above (Imagine) yourself in a world numb with pain Where the crazies believe in their twisted love Deep in your heart hope stays alive Stand up tall and surely you'll survive ♫

♫ Imagine a world gone insane (Imagine a world) gone insane Let your mind just drift away… ♫

[socialc1imb]

Chonny Jash fandom stop relating the meaning of every song and lyric to cccc challenge (HARD MODE)

[baldursgate3tempobsessed]

You wanna know what I'm surprised I haven't seen more of? Bard Tavs serenading Astarion, or singing him to sleep with a lullaby composed just for him. I'm sure Astarion would eat up all that affection.

This is so cute omg. And also managed to be an actual drabble instead of a novel! As always cw for spoilers!

~

Astarion woke with a start, his heart pounding in his chest as he frantically looked around. But he wasn't in Cazador's torture room. No, instead he was at the Elfsong, safe and sound in a private room. It had been another nightmare, a typical occurrence as of late.

Atarion had assumed that those would stop after the monster was dead, but they seemed to be more frequent than ever. It felt unfair. He had won. Cazador was dead, by his own hand. There was nothing left to fear. Well... that wasn't including the tadpole still trapped in his lover's skull, not to mention his own. And the Elder Brain. And the cult of Bhaal. But in all honesty, all of that felt so small now with his slave master disintegrated. If he could do what had felt impossible, what had been impossible, for centuries, why couldn't he accomplish the rest?

Astarion groaned as he sat up, realizing for the first time that he was alone in bed. But luckily enough you hadn't gone far. He turned to find you sitting on the window sill, illuminated by the moonlight as you scribbled away in your journal.

You glanced over at the sound of his shuffling, your brow furrowed, "Star? Why are you still awake?"

"I could ask you the same thing," Astarion sighed, the coldness of your side of the bed coming into full perspective. He would like that fixed sooner than later, "Now come back to me, it's cold."

You smiled, slipping down from your perch to join him in bed. Astarion wasn't quite sure when such simple actions would stop making him melt like an infatuated teenager. He was starting to think that it would never come to an end.

You laughed softly as he immediately wrapped his arms around you, cradling you against his chest, "You know how I love to sleep in fits and starts. But you don't exactly have the same excuse, do you? You look so tired lately."

Astarion frowned, loathing the fact that his lack of sleep had become so obvious. But then again, if anyone was going to be familiar with his night terrors, it would be you. He sighed, "Just nightmares. Nothing you haven't heard before."

You frowned, "That doesn't make them pleasant."

"No," Astarion laughed softly, "It doesn't. But now it's your turn. What were you up to in the middle of the night?"

"Just some writing. I've been working on a few things."

"Like what?" Astarion asked, sincerely curious. You were quite the talent as a bard, a fact that he was aware of before he fell in love with you.

"A new ballad mostly, with a lullaby on the side."

That sounded well within your wheel house, though this was the first time he'd heard of you writing a lullaby, "What inspired that?"

"You," You said simply, "But I know how you get when I'm all mushy, so I kept it to myself for now."

Astarion hadn't expected that, but that massive smile that broke out on his face at the news wasn't a surprise. He kissed the top of your head, still smiling to himself, "I don't recall ever saying I disliked you being a sickening romantic. Can I hear it?"

You looked up at him, surprised for some reason. Which was frankly silly. Who wouldn't want to hear a song written about them from the person they loved most? For once in his life Astarion was being the normal one here.

"You want me to sing to you?" You asked, sitting up in bed to smile down at him.

Astarion grinned back, "I wouldn't object to it."

"Well in that case..."

And then you started to sing. Astarion adored the sound of your voice, and apparently he loved it even more when you were singing about him.

Little star, so bright and fierce,

Beautiful with eyes that pierce,

But that's not all there is,

He's strong and swift with perfect lips to kiss, a humor that is only his,

Charming and witty, a wish come true,

If only the rest of the world knew.

Astarion wasn't quite sure when he fell asleep that night, but it was to the sound of your sweet, melodious voice and with a smile plastered to his face.

And for the first time in days, he didn't have a single nightmare.

[thekendallkathryn]

🎀 princess soobin 🎀

[achromatic-bot]

Does it ever drive you crazy just how fast the night changes?

[screaming-sparrow]

it will come back by hozier + jack and the doctor

[petricorah]

try a little tenderness 🎵 [id in alt]