any song can be about the raven cycle if i listen to it while staring into space enough times

Still in awe over this book- I started reading the single issue comics in junior or senior year of high school (I have a hard time remembering exact years) but then I fell off after 2 issues and wondered for a long time what ever became of that series I liked so much.

And to my amazement it was collected into a single volume book- but lo and behold! It’s expensive and hard to find and no longer in print!

Fast forward several years and I have found a copy of this magnificent book and I read and relive the magic I once felt when I was young. Oh, the joy of it all!

is it just me who can't read and listen to music at the same time?? because I need to appreciate both things separately?? like???

paris by taylor swift is so averyjameson coded

exhibit a: "I'm so in love that I might stop breathing"

i think the lyrics just fit their relationship because they love so deeply for each other, and they have that cutesy vibe to them.

exhibit b: "Drew a map on your bedroom ceiling"

when we first learned about avery in tig it was obvious that she wants to travel to all the places on the postcards that her mom left her

exhibit c: "No, I didn't see the news

'Cause we were somewhere else"

because avery is always in the media it makes sense for her to wanna just go travel somewhere nice with jameson when the attention gets too overwhelming

exhibit d: "Romance is not dead if you keep it just yours"

they wouldn't avoid being seen in public but they are also very private people because of how much paparazzi they already get

exhibit e: "Sit quiet by my side in the shade

And not the kind that's thrown

I mean, the kind under where a tree has grown"

after SO much unnecessary drama from the press, avery is so over it and just wants some nice peace and quiet with her bf

i feel like im practically saying the same thing over and over again but i just love averyjameson and taylor swift so much <3

when the smiths said "two lovers entwined pass me by and heaven knows i'm miserable now" and when sylvia plath said "there is something demoralizing about watching two people get more and more crazy about each other, especially when you are the only extra person in the room"

Hello Fellow Readers and VC Andrews fans

There are more tracklists coming including the rest of Arc One Dollanganger some new ones for Arc 2 Landry and Arc 3 Audrina

( disclaimer 1 I am only making tracklists for the core series AKA the ones that are actually written by VC Andrews herself I separated the tracklists into arcs Dollanganger Arc 1 Landry Arc 2 Audrina Arc 3 Casteel Arc 4 And Cutler Arc 5. The tracklists will be posted in this order. Besides Reposting Arc 1 I am working on the tracklist on Arc 2 Landry part 3 All That Glitters )

( Disclaimer 2 I am going to post a tracklist to one of the Ghostwriter books as it ties to the core 5 However you won't see a tracklist for the Logan family, the Hudson Family, and the De'beers family . Honestly I'm not the biggest fan of the ghostwriter but I'm giving one of them a tracklist as part of the arc 3 )

Enjoy the tracklists and stay tuned for the tracklists for

If There Be Thorns

Seeds Of Yesterday

Garden of Shadows

Ruby

Pearl In The Mist

All That Glitters

so keep your eyes peeled for these posts

9 People I Want to Know Better

Thanks for the tag @dooareyastudy !!!

Last song: MAMMAMIA by Måneskin

Last show: Anatomy of a Scandal (Netflix)

Currently watching: idk as yet!!!

Currently reading: Pandora's Jar by Natalie Haynes

Tagging: @amchara @eclecticdonutzippercroissant @fangruninsimp @cordeliaxcortana @benjamingross @ancientsstudies @wingedshoes @percyshelleyfucks @nymphastral if you all wanna do it!

Fanfic - Credits Song for Gabriel's Death

A steady, yet incessant high pitched noise rings out through the Gabriel-sized tunnel.

You have been following this widening, bloody trail for days, through the great underbelly. Featureless boxy tombs awaited you at first, lining the walls, then fluorescent hallways, then the scattered remains of what could perhaps be called a corridor. Now, even those are gone. Nothing except an unending grey with scattered bits of beautiful crimson to lead you on. You stopped sliding after that; it became taxing on your limbs without blood to fill the gaps in your design. You are made to bathe in blood, for even the smallest of faults in your mechanics, hydraulics, limbs and weaponry to be mended by violence. It is paradoxes that keep you going, and you are deprived of them.

The worst of it is, since the last demon to fall at your hands in the tombs, since that fluorescent hum faded from view, all the sound to accompany you has been that of your subtler mechanisms; the dull whir of servos and the near-staccato of your own footsteps. It reminds you of your origin, in the most sickening way imaginable. Each errant rock wastes ammo, each sudden movement- even some of your own- may risk collapsing the tunnel and crushing you beneath glassed rock, your innate bloodlust demanding a vent for that urge.

It's strange, to be a machine made in imitation of man, yet bearing their weaknesses all the same. Weaknesses neither have.

Compared to the silence; to living with nothing but yourself, the careful rhythm of that plipping noise has injected life back into you.

You came to finish what you started, after all.

Fresher liquid coats itself on your feet, staining the ground even more than it already has been. Light approaches. You quicken your pace.

Ahead, you sprint into a large room, completely dark besides a slight glow at the other end of the room.

You see him.

The Angel. The Knight. The Enemy. He doesn't stir. Gabriel leans there, his face being barely visible by only his own light. He is covered in blood, standing far and away above you. Blood drips off of him in a slow, lethargic movement.

You've discovered what the noise was.

"Machine." He addresses you, all too suddenly. "I've... waited." His echo exudes a fraction of the authority it used to. His voice is stripped bare of his former malice. His veneer of civility and poise with which he held himself has been abandoned. You look on, and what stares back is a dying man; a man who lives with the fact that he is to die.

He is no less weak for it.

"God's light has left me." He admits, the pitch in his voice all too high, his very being wavering with such a phrase's utterance. His holy gleam has grown weak. You- V1- stare on with apathy. You're the one responsible for his suffering, but you have nothing to offer in apology.

Both of you were made by and for violence. V1, made by and for man. Gabriel, made by and for god. It is tragic, then, that neither yet lives. Both failed their creators, in one way or another.

And so, only a single purpose remains.

Gabriel continues in his throes, his voice of a seething temperament. "ME! GOD'S MOST RIGHTEOUS SERVANT! HIS GOLDEN SOLDIER! GABRIEL, WHO HAS NEVER, NEVER ONCE LOST TO SUCH INSOLENT, HEATHEN SCUM!" For all his rage, he weakly rises, releasing a roar as he tosses a faded blade of light. You remain rooted where you stand, as it entirely misses you- no, it hits a circuit board on the wall, and electricity arcs away from it in a dark swell. The room is bathed in light, revealed to be far larger than it had initially seemed.

And, it is filled with mountains upon mountains of corpses.

Machine, man, demon- all are equal in the end. Even the severed pieces of the council bleed the same color. The high altar, which was lit only by Gabriel's dimming light, is upon the highest of those mounds. His form is bloody and battered- a result of your most recent fight.

He did not heal.

"I have fought with myself. I have bled myself in disgrace! What was different about YOU, machine!? FOUR TIMES I HAVE LOST, when all your predecessors could do was GRASP futilely at the STRANDS of victory!" He smashes his hand on the altar, and his fist cracks. It calms him, somewhat. "But one has ever survived me. They ran, and didn't look back. They were an urchin and skirmisher, a coward. Now, I am the coward- with nowhere else to run. Nowhere except downward. Nothing except one more sacrifice to make in the name of God. The first to turn their back on god, accept a final offering from... the last."

Impossibly, a rotting stench fills your nostrils. You remember you do not have a nose. Gabriel's blood begins to peel off of him, staining the ivory altar with the holiest shades of red. The five-pointed star appears around him in a dodecahedron, coming off of him in mist. You look upon the mark, and your eyes bleed. You remember you do not have eyes. Then, it expands. It engulfs your brethren, failed progenitors, ancient corpses; demons, ghouls, and long-dead kings; even the holiest of men each are torn limb from limb, uncompromisingly, as it continues sucking away at Gabriel. You watch as they disappear into that red abyss, which now grows too bright and swelled with blood to bear. A deep nostalgia takes over. You forget to remember you do not have memories. The humungous room suddenly feels so very small as titanic, charred legs step out of the dodecahedron while it rises upwards. It ascends, and more of his form is revealed. Red has replaced his all his white. His armor is fused to his skin in shattered pieces. His head comes into view. A glistening, silver skull looks upon you, his jaw set in black iron and his bloodshot eyes tear into you with more fervor than any blade possibly could. With hate in his voice, rapturous emotion in his tone, and metal scraping upon metal with each syllable, Gabriel speaks. "MANKIND'S LEGACY DIES HERE! I WILL END YOU, DEMON BATHED IN STEEL, MACHINE WRAPPED IN MAN, MAN FOLDED UPON DEMON, EVEN IF IT COSTS ME ALL THAT I EVER WAS! EVEN IF THE COST IS GOD HIMSELF!"

The First laughs. The Last roars. The lights cut. The most terrible nightmares start with threes.

~ The mashup created by Bueg is the latter end of a trilogy. You can find the prior songs in the linked video's description. The art at the beginning is by Bl0ody_Art9, found here. This is a fanmade fanfiction, and is in no way canonical to ULTRAKILL or the fanfiction that inspired it. If you ask why these words appeared in my head, I would be unable to answer.

I need a book, a cup of coffee, some music and a few hours with nothing to do.

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Sleepover! What you’ve been meaning to read - either book or fic or otherwise. And also, your favorite song from the past week. What have you been listening to?

I mean, I've been meaning to read The Silmarillion for literal years now, but isn't that how everybody feels about it? LOL! I did feel it looking at me accusingly from the bookshelf this week, though, so... Also, I've had @runicmagitek's FFVI fic I'm The Darkness, You're the Starlight earmarked to read later for... *checks* a year and a half, now, and I KNOW it will be excellent because it's runic and I KNOW I will enjoy it because it's FFVI... but I'll admit, I'm intimidated by the word count. When will I *possibly* have the time to read a 200k word fic? :( (Dammit, I'm looking at the tags again, and I want to read this fic!) And, oh ho! Music! I have not a song to talk about from this past week, but a whole album - a double-album, in fact! I'm taking a science fiction class this semester, and on Tuesday we got into a bit of a tangent about music with sci-fi themes, and that's when I remembered the existence of Ayreon's The Universal Migrator. I have since listened to it through twice over and have been singing one song or another from it pretty constantly to myself. It's a progressive metal album from 2000 that is an entire space opera stuffed with lore and crammed into 20 tracks on two albums. The premise: "It is the 22nd century. I am the last of the Mars Colonists. The air supply has almost run out on this desolate Mars colony, and the food supplies from Earth have stopped arriving since the final war of 2084. I am walking through the tunnel towards our recreation machine called the Dream Sequencer. I hope it will sweeten my final days..." They then experience humanity's past in reverse order, starting from their own childhood and going back, further and further in time, until the dawn of humanity. And then, in the second half, they go even further, to the birth of the universe and experience the vastness of space and everything within it. Dude, I could write an essay about this album, it's SO COOL! (btw @silent-mysteriousguy this is a project by a Dutch musician, Arjen Lucassen, and if you're not already familiar with his stuff you should check it out!!)

So, yeah, safe to say I have been enjoying sci-fi themed prog metal this week :D

Some good vibes this morning, listening to “Signs of Life” as I paint, and now that I’m done I’m going to read some more Neil Gaiman.

wait WAIT the stick season deluxe album is out omg ITS TIME TO DO SOME TRC ANALYSIS

Christian Allister and Speak Now Taylor are an unexpected combination 😂

But hey I've been obsessing over Speak Now lately (for obvious reasons!) and whenever I hear the line “Give me something that'll haunt me when you're not around” Christian wearing Gianna's hair tie on his wrist for 3 whole years is all I can think of!!!

What do you think? Does the line suit him? ✨