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ach-sss-no · 4 months
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100 song challenge - Unpack your Adjectives
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cassiesart · 1 year
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100 song challenge- The Whiskey, the Liar, the Thief - Patent Pending 
fantasy??? tavern!!! tavern?!/1/!?!/ elfs? ta vern!  t a ve nr
Since I forgot to draw them with drinks or food they haven’t ordered yet, they might be playing to see who pays. you always want to know who’s paying before you order.
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star-made-knight · 1 year
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【100 Song Challenge】 ⏯ P L A Y             I See Fire - Ed Sheeran
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kaetor · 2 years
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For the color palette challenge, idk why but the first time I heard “Could have been me”-by The Struts, I immediately think of Tim Drake like how this would be the background music if he gets the chance to change into his new hero name+costume in a heated battle and this would be the mark of him out growing the Robin mantle
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yoo! I like this song a lot it makes me nostalgic because it sounds a lot like a lot of songs I used to listen to when I was very small. I'm using your ask as an excuse to draw Tim in one of my many designs for possible new codename costumes for him >:)
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pierrotsdrawer · 2 years
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14. FUTURE EVE 『フューチャー・イヴ』feat.初音ミク / sasakure.‌UK + 有形ランペイジ
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queenlucythevaliant · 7 months
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make your choice
Digory didn’t think much on making choices. The whole world would be over when his mother died anyhow.
Of course, this didn’t keep him from being curious or adventurous. It was exciting to meet new people, exciting to go exploring and to speculate about whatever mischief his Uncle Andrew was up to. Being a lively young boy was perhaps the best distraction from being a boy about to lose his mother.
Going after Polly was so obviously right that it might as well not have been a choice at all. What else could he do? It was easy to be righteous in the face of an evil old magician who said things like "Ours is a high and lonely destiny."
Yet once they were there in that rich, in-between place, with all the worlds there were splayed out before them— ((Make your choice, adventurous stranger)) Well. What sort of lively young boy would he be if he turned back now?
Digory could feel the bell’s magic ((strike the bell and bide the danger)) beginning to work on him. There was no use in resisting. He felt tendrils of magic sinking deep beneath his skin, laying claim to any free will he’d ever had. He said as much to Polly, but she wasn’t listening.
Polly said ((or wonder till it drives you mad)) that he looked exactly like his uncle when he said that.
Jadis’s whole world had ended. Everyone had died, and she’d just gone to sleep. She might have stayed sleeping forever if he hadn’t woken her. Sitting outside his mother’s sickroom, Digory wondered ((what would have followed if you had)) if that was really so shocking. Hadn’t he been preparing for just such an end? Were Charn and Mabel Kirke so different?
Narnia was not an end. It was a beginning.
And face to face with the Lion, Digory was forced to admit that the bell had not been magic. Nothing had caused him to strike it. Make your choice, the writing had said. Digory had chosen. 
I’ve spoiled everything. There’s no chance of getting anything for mother now.
The enormous Lion asked him, "Son of Adam, are you ready to undo the wrong that you have done?" and Digory sputtered his maybes.
"I asked, are you ready?" the Lion said again.
At that very moment, an ultimatum flashed through Digory’s mind. If I salvage your beginning, will you prevent my end? If make amends, will you save my mother? He thought of refusing, of holding his choice hostage until his future was secure. Could the Lion be bargained with? Could Digory twist his arm, as he'd twisted Polly's?
But what Digory said was, "Yes."
Jadis conjured such lovely visions of the future. His mother's face would lose its gray sheen and she would say, Why, I'm beginning to feel stronger. There would be no more morphia, no more of the terrible drawn look about her when she slept. She would rise from her sickbed, vibrant and whole ((Come in by the gold gates or not at all)) rise and walk to the door and fling it open and then Digory would go running into her arms. 
He gasped as though he'd been mortally wounded. Perhaps he had been in a way. After all, had the gate not said ((take my fruit for others or forbear))? 
Jadis ((for those who steal and those who climb my wall)) called Digory the Lion's slave. Years later, he would think back over all that those words implied. The Witch seemed to think that Digory had no will, if he was willing to subordinate himself to Aslan.
But was it not Aslan who made Digory realize his own culpability ((shall find their heart's desire and find despair)), and in the same breath gave him a way to repair it? Had not Aslan given his will back to him?
And at the foot of the tree, Aslan gave Digory his future back as well. 
He was old, but now he is young again, watching as the stars fall headlong across the black of the world-that-was. The world is ending at last, but Digory does not fear such things any longer.
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o2studies · 2 months
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༻`` 19 Feb 24 — Monday
100 days of productivity 49/50
Stressed quite a bit about exams today because me and my friends counted the weeks until the start of our exams and how long we'll be off for, and 1 teacher we're only going to have for 2 classes next month.... So we're stressing.... (nevermind a driving test in the middle of that, having to take days off school because of a uni event and the possibility of moving house before it all too).
I did pretty much finish making all the notes I had to do today and felt really productive. I was able to go to study instead of art today and I'm hoping to convince my teachers to let me skip the class (I've finished the course, any other work I do will be extra). So here's hoping 🤞...
🎵 - soleil soleil by Pomme (she's got such a beautiful voice)
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doctorwhomybae · 1 year
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It the first freaking page of his POV and he’s talking about what’s beneath her clothes
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jlf23tumble · 4 months
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I was tagged by @haztobegood for my fave albums of 2023, and I'm so thrilled to share 'em! These random 9 absolutely cracked my 10//10 rating:
Andre 3000, New Blue Sun
Olivia Rodrigo, Guts
The Kills, God Games
Janelle Monae, The Age of Pleasure
Jenny Lewis, Joy'All
Lana Del Rey, Did You Know That There's a Tunnel Under Ocean Blvd
Be Your Own Pet, Mommy
Paris Texas, Mid Air
Sparks, The Girl Is Crying in Her Latte
I'll tag @ahurricanebehindthedoor, @alienfuckeronmain, @mollymorgansshovel, @kerasines, @scottspack, @dominokirke , @setsailtomorrow , but anyone, go for it, I wanna see what I missed!
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gothoffspring · 2 years
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Nausea is an animal lover, to say the least. She's spent her entire life researching and investigating native species on her home planet, Larvis 44. Her skills in identifying and pacifying animals of all kinds has proved to be extremely valuable to her people, and before she knew it, she was being picked for a life changing mission. She was able to bring her two pets along as a remnant of home, and to help with her experiments. Pogo Stick, the clown pup, is very rambunctious but a little slow at times. She's also quite the troublemaker. Banana, the.... cat(?) is a grumpy little thing. She really enjoys prowling around the neighborhood, and is quite territorial.
Despite the guise of 'crash landing' in Evergreen Harbor, Nausea has a very specific goal: populate this planet with as many alien/mutant pet breeds as possible. She is NOT allowed to return home until she has created at least 100 'mutant' creatures. She knows little to nothing about the animals on this planet, so despite her expertise, this should be quite the challenge.
For this experiment, Nausea needs your help! Unfortunately for her, Evergreen Harbor is severely lacking in the pet department. In order for her experiment to be a success, she needs access to as many pets as possible. She is asking for pets of all types to be submitted to her for breeding purposes. A cat with purple fur and three eyes? Send them in! A dog with a rainbow coat and three tails? Sounds great. Just have a 'regular' ol' pet that you'd like to submit? go for it.
Will Nausea be able to juggle making friends with earthlings, earning money (which is a completely foreign concept to her) and raising a small zoo? Stay tuned to find out!
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ach-sss-no · 11 months
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100 song challenge - Misty Mountains (of course the words are by j.r.r. tolkien from The Hobbit with some variations from various song adaptations - I was listening to a metal version with Jonathan Young, who does a lot of villain song covers, which is how this association came into my brain; but shout out to the Rankin Bass version too because it's what I grew up with and I love it.)
I am so sorry there is no joke here unless you think my art style and/or gollum getting tortured is inherently funny (I don't judge)
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cassiesart · 1 year
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100 song challenge - Aliens Exist (Blink 182)
Sometimes people ask what the 100 song challenge is. It’s a thing that was going around on deviantART forever ago when people still used deviantART- you pick 100 songs and draw 100 pictures inspired by them. I should start calling it the ‘infinite song challenge’, because I’ve finished it twice and just shrugged and started over again. There’s always more music...
Wondering who these people are? They have profiles on Toyhouse Kila | Macey
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elyseenmiel · 1 month
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Dipping my toes in writing for the cod fandom. Event hosted by @deadbranch
Bells Ringing in the Chapel
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Bell walked even though she felt like she was floating.
She didn’t feel her legs, as they were numbing. Bell’s hands held onto the bouquet of forget-me-nots, those beautiful flowers she was given from the American CIA. In her peripheral view, she saw the cigarette smoke coming from the man sitting in the front row of the pew.
Bell stood next to the groom —her husband-to-be.
Adler’s cologne filled her senses. Whispering “I do” as Bell held her gaze on Adler, she saw the gunmetal pulled from Adler's suit jacket.
Just for her, the church bells rang in the chapel.
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bnbc · 10 months
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The river always finds the sea So helplessly Like you find me
We are paper boats floating on a stream And it would seem We'll never be apart
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Paper Boats (Darren Korb, Ashley Barrett)
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don't reupload my content to other sites
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arsenicpanda · 11 months
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"Scotty Doesn't Know" is so lawmane core
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deebaboo · 6 months
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