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avengerdaisy · 17 hours

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Beau Arlen & Jenny Hoyt in Big Sky [397/∞]

#bigskyedit #beauarlenedit #jennyhoytedit #harlenedit #beau x jenny #Beau Arlen #Jenny Hoyt #Big Sky #3x13 #Jensen Ackles #Katheryn Winnick #harlen #justa's edit #harlen in big sky #i came back to queue you

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novafire-is-thinking · 11 months

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Rules: shuffle your ‘on repeat’ playlist and post the first ten tracks, then tag ten people 🎶

Thanks for the tag, @lets-try-some-writing! I listened to all of the songs you listed (and previewed the Assassin’s Creed Valhalla soundtrack since my attention span is too short for a whole album at the moment). I must say, I like your taste in music!

Anyway, I’m going to have so much fun with this since some of the songs that came up are part of a yet-to-be-created playlist for my Soundwave’s backstory. 😏 10 songs from my ever-changing Dishwashing On-repeat playlist coming up. (Yeah, there’s a story behind the “dishwashing” name. lol)

The Assailant from Arcane

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Gladiator!Soundwave stepping into the Pits of Kaon, ready to take on Megatron(us)

Light Em Up by Daniel Gunnarsson

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I have this on my ‘To Be a Lost Lighter’ playlist, but my newest interpretations are Soundwave @ Shockwave in the first sequel to my Big Bang fic (platonic) and Orion Pax @ Shockwave in IDW1 (romantic, perhaps?)

Suffer by Harlen Chung

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This one’s in my Chromedome playlist, but it applies to a variety of angsty situations.

Goodbye (from the series Arcane) by Ramsey

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The angst of this song is immaculate; I love it so much. There is a very specific, heart-wrenching Soundwave scene I intend to write to go with it:

“I can hear the sound of a heartbeat before it goes out / Won't ever leave my memory of bloodshed all around / And I can see a tear on my father's face before it falls out / Oh my enemy, how could I have ever let you down? Oh

When all these trees saw us grow / Cut our teeth and break our bones right here / We'd play with shields made of stone / Share our dreams and sit on thrones, be still

'Cause I see smoke up ahead and I got steel in my hands, we will / Return like warriors, I swear that we'll find glory up ahead, tell me

Where is my home? / I don't recognize the faces anymore, oh / Where is my friend? / The one I've known since I was only just a kid

I think it's time to say goodbye / Goodbye, goodbye / Goodbye, goodbye, oh / It's time to say goodbye / Goodbye, goodbye / Goodbye, goodbye, oh”

A Sky Full of Stars (cover) by The Piano Guys

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I highly recommend watching the YouTube music video for this, as the salt flats and visual effects add so much to the music. I strongly associate this cover with TFP Optimus in particular. ✨

Hopeful by ODESZA

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Just cool vibes.

Legendary by Epic Soul Factory

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This epicore(?) instrumental is in my Iacon playlist. The city was once the home of legends (both bots and stories), and this captures that vibe nicely.

㆔ by Aether

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The word I’d assign to this song is “yearning.” It’s one of my all-time favorites.

Doves by We Are All Astronauts

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I love this song so much. It only has 2-3 lines of lyrics—a quote by Carl Sagan—but the quote and the whole vibe of the song make me think of the hypothetical collision of Cybertroniankind and humanity and how we would most likely view each other:

“You’re an interesting species. An interesting mix. You're capable of such beautiful dreams, and such horrible nightmares. You feel so lost, so cut off, so alone. In all our searching, the only thing we've found that makes the emptiness bearable is each other.”

Playground (from the series Arcane) by Bea Miller

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The undercity of Zaun in Arcane is very similar to how I imagine Kaon being like before the war. When I listen to the song, I have a scene playing in my head: A young, wary Soundwave wandering the streets of Kaon with Ravage that transitions to him walking those same streets as a gladiator with both Ravage and Megatron present—all three of them aware of the power they now hold. *cries in inability to art*

Tagging @onewingedsparrow @karlyanalora @aecho-again @decepticon-nerd @starscreamgirlfriend @knight-says-ni @spiritshaydra @soundwavesweep @sphnyspinspin @localrobotlover

#‘Soundwave play. . .’

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keptdevils-blog · 6 years

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crime ocs i hav

skeleton crew

- layne zhōu, street racer, ran with the chinese triad / mafia, super cool. says she's a lesbian but everyone in skeleton crew is problematic and it's more accurately bi with 95% female preference. is 5'10" and has a teeny tiny gf named princess who's a trans girl n she's Perfect™. red aesthetic n snake aesthetic. layne is cool af

- samuel wellington, your average white. he's the leader of the skeleton crew but they all work together anyway so it doesn't matter too much who's in charge. reckless abandon. self destructive. addict. he's such a cool guy honestly he seems like a fuckboy but he's a gentle soul. he recently found out his deceased grandmama was jewish by religion and he wants to start practising too when he finds out more.

jacques bernard and michael scott, you can't have one without the other. they're in luv. jacques is a sarcastic little twink lookin thing and mikey is big n tall and quiet. jacques does hacking n stuff and gets schematics and mike carries all the big guns. the most skilled shooter.

vulture inc.

- hector brady, i barely even wanna talk about him he's so nasty. he's the leader of vulture inc, makes. trev/or phil/lips look qualified to be able to babysit honestly bc he kills anyone who even vaguely annoys him. hector is disgusting he really is every bad thing you can think of he's probably done : / he's like 40, 50.

- harley (harlene) callahan, practically kidnapped into vulture when she was 16, has stockholm syndrome and thinks she's in love with hector. she's 18 and is the finest shooter, boasts about being able to take helicopters out of the sky in one shot. she's all scruffy. she makes me sad bc hector knows she's crushing and he uses it to bait her and everything. she's the lackey. but she's super into conspiracies and thinks hector is a lizard person.

#drug mention /#ask to tag /

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fannybitchh-blog · 7 years

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pumpkins - h. potter

CHAPTER ONE - the Pumpkining

THE long grassy meadows that overlooked the castle grounds were getting trumped on by three Hogwarts students, a boy with curly black hair, a tall girl with springing muddy locks, and the final girl that obtained eyes as black as the coal naughty children got on Christmas morning.

The sixteen year olds were still wearing their robes, even though classes had finished hours ago, and the melting sun caused the sky to slowly get darker by the second. A wrinkled piece of parchment was in the second girls fist, and they silently marched down to a funny-looking hut that was built from stone. The boy politely rasped his knuckles against the wooden door.

It was yanked open harshly, revealing the half-giant, Rubeus Hagrid, who was a professor for the school, and was the gamekeeper as well. His speech was scruffy, partly because of the untamed beard he grew out. “Wha’ are yer guys doin’ out at this hour . . . ” He didn’t seem to care that much, but rather eyed the paper that Carson Noelle began to try and un-crinkle suspiciously. His large body blocked the inside of his cabin, however Ebenezer Harlen, who preferred to go by Ezra, was sure he heard rustling behind the great man.

“‘I, Professor Filius Flitwick, give the appropriate permission to Miss Carson Noelle, Miss Crimson Mildred, and Mr. Ezra Harlen to therefore take six of Professor Hagrid’s mighty pumpkins,’” recited Carson promptly, and she knew by adding the specific word “mighty” to the letter would convince the proud man to hand them over.

“Did ‘ee really say mighty?” grumped Hagrid, and Carson held it out for him, which he snatched, and read over the proposal. “I - I suppose so . . . ”

He slipped out the door, cautiously turning his head back in and nodding at something, or someone, then banged it shut. The gruffy Professor lead them to the back of his home, where dozens of glorious pumpkins were. Crimson’s mouth dropped, and that made Hagrid plaster a satisfied, triumphant, half-hearted smile on his face. Ezra acted cool and strolled over to the medium-sized ones, while Crimson on the other hand ran over to the largest ones and sat on top of them, each big enough to be a boulder. “Wowza,” she grinned. Carson was occupied with the regular-sized ones, that you could find at the annual festival back in the London. She and her Muggle father always attended, since it was her mother’s favorite holiday.

After about ten minutes of patrolling the pumpkin field, the back door of the hut opened and slammed shut. Three other students made their way out, looking bothered and bored. But when they saw four orange fruits hovering in the air by a simple first-year charm, that was being produced by Carson, they glared at them for taking away the one person they needed to talk to.

“Car, I like this one!” stated Crimson childishly, jumping and pointing to the third biggest one, since Hagrid said the two fattest were needed for the Halloween feast. Carson turned on her heel, and widened her eyes at the Gryffindors, who had their arms crossed; the girl was arguing with Hagrid about something, while the two boys stared, fairly interested. “What are you looking at - ?” Crimson asked, craning her neck, and gulping guilty when she saw them.

Ezra blushed, dropping a dirty pumpkin to the ground. “We should get going . . . uh I’ll get these two, Cici get those two, and Car you get - good.” It was obvious whenever the pureblood got nervous, he got bossy and ordered everyone around.

Hagrid was starting to get angry. “They ‘ave a signed note, Hermione - ”

“We have what we need,” Carson cleared her throat, earning the other groups attention. “We’re just gonna go now.”

As they began climbing up the hills, with six pumpkins floating in the air, Ronald Weasley realized something. “Wait a minute,” he said, watching them leave. Hermione was fussing about the signature. “They’re using those for the Pumpkining! Oh my God . . . they’re good.”

“Wha’? Wha’s a“pumpkining”?” deadpanned Hagrid.

Harry Potter’s eyes grew. “The sixth years did it to us during our third year. It’s sort of like torture - but - but” - he stopped at the terrified look that Hagrid exposed - “maybe they aren’t doing it . . . ”

“This signature is forged, Hagrid,” pleaded Hermione. “The Pumpkining is when the sixth years pull a prank on the third years. They . . . ” She took a deep breath and explained the procedure to Hagrid, and it made all of their stomachs churn that night’s dinner. Ron actually seemed as if he was going to barf, for the memories of their own Pumpkining in the Gryffindor common was giving him whiplash. Hermione sucked in another breath, calming herself down. “Seamus and Dean are running it this year. I wonder where they’re getting their pumpkins from.” Hagrid looked like he was going to burst into tears.

“A ‘ole bunch of kids were down here jus’ the other day,” he cried out, making Ron and Harry step back. “They were askin’ for pumpkins, all with different reasons for wantin’ ‘em. Stupid, stupid,” said Hagrid, a lump in his throat tightening. “Imma horrible teacher.”

While this was going on, each house had all the lights and candles burned out. The fires were diminished, and a large group of sixth years had told everybody but the third years if they didn’t want to endure the worst night of their life, to stay locked up in their dormitories. Of course, the fourth years and above knew this already, and learned a spell to block their hearing, for the crucial screaming and crying of the third years were just too much to bear.

#harry potter #fanfic #fanfiction #ron weasley #hermione granger #hagrid #halloween #pumpkining #new #original characters #my ocs #ocs #half blood pr

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avengerdaisy · 2 days

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