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libraryofzeglyth · 3 months

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edit by blythsgf | posted february 7, 2022

#blythsgf #zeglyth #zeglyth edit #zeglyth tiktok #tbosas btw #song: glue song #artist: beabadoobee

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offkilterkeys · 14 days

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Someone asked for Roxy drinking a rum and coke, and being disgusted, but then I started playing dolls with it. Maybe that’s where they were sleeping. All this time. Who knows really.

#homestuck #homestuck fanart #jane crocker #jake english #jade harley #john egbert #june egbert #roxy lalonde #lil hal #hal strider #one of the songs I was given made me think of Hal dying in a glue trap #so that’s where he was from #I was with family for a bit cause it’s summer and wow #their house is like a liminal space #can’t do anything but sleep there #and exist like a ghoul #oughhhh #all my drawings are dolls to me

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jackshiccup · 6 months

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#can't stop associating hijack to every love song i listen to it's becoming a serious problem #somebody get these gay ppl out of my head im begging #anyways every1 give it up for GLUE SONG #i've never known someone like u !!!!! tangled in love stuck by u from the glue !!!!!!#(love song of the century btw)#if u know it im sending u cookies #pls don't look too hard i just rly needed to get them out of my system asdaksashjd #*blows kisses to the sky* for hannah and her brushes #hijack #frostcup #jack frost #hiccup #rotg #httyd #my art #jackshiccup art #art #OH AND merry christmas to those who celebrate :)#hijack gift from me to u <3

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dragonroilz · 7 months

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#risk of rain #risk of rain returns #risk of rain returns commando #ror #rorr #this is how i feel every time i hear this song #it doesnt help that this motif is everywhere #all i can do is suffer #glue on the roach #my art

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yenqa · 11 months

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GLUESONG !!

˚ ✧ love songs were definitely your favorite song to write. but with little experience it’s hard to get the right words out, so you search left and right for any opportunity. until you realize, he’s been hiding in plain sight all along.

or…

y/n realizes the man of her dreams has been right in front of her after all.

𐐪𐑂 the perfect pair : quiet!sunghoon x songwriter!y/n (fem)

☆ the album ☆ : smau, friends(kinda) to lovers, quiet x popular, highschool au, humor/comedic (ish), cafe au

*.+ featuring artists : nam y/n as ningning, yujin and liz from ive, kwon eunbi (soloist), jo yuri (soloist), hyung line of enha (sorry maknaes), fans

♫ the way things go (warnings) : profanity, kissing, food/eating, jokes of kms/dying, unsupporting parents, venting/bad mental health, lots hate comments more will be added as story goes on

disclaimer : in no way am i trying to sexualize any idols or ship them! nor am i saying this accurately depicts any idols. this is purely a work of fiction!

⋆·˚ ༘ * following… taglist is open! send an ask or comment to be added <3

see you soon! DISCONTINUED.

SPAM LIKING WILL RESULT IN BEING BLOCKED.

° 𐐪𐑂 discography ⁀➷

y/n’s fanclub *.+ 02z 😎 + heeseung

001 : is that like a valorant thing

002 : who r u talking to

003 : great minds think alike (wc : 606)

004 : can we honestly edate?

005 : Like if i should Kms

006 : deez nutz 🔥

007 : it’s September.

008 : im super shy super shy

009 : date date (wc : 959)

010 : hit tweet(s)

011 : da Haters 💯🔥

012 :

013 :

tba.

perm taglist : @jwnghyuns @ja4hyvn @trsrina @redm4ri @badmuni @yeokii @enhastolemyheart @softpia @s00buwu @ox1-lovesick for boosting, please send an ask or comment if you want to be added to the smau taglist.

yenqa © please do not copy, steal or translate.

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dahypoems · 9 months

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₍ᐢ. .ᐢ₎ i've never known someone like you . . .

#icons by dahypoems #carrd #anime icons #carrd stuff #lq moodboard #lq icons #messy moodboard #messy icons #indie moodboard #indie icons #white moodboard #clean moodboard #layouts #headers #blue moodboard #beabadoobee #glue song #long bios

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starry-bi-sky · 1 month

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realizing i have. a lot of untapped trauma potential for clone^2 danny because i just Fully Processed Four Months Late the fact that his parents were capturing and torturing ghosts in the basement before he became Phantom. and the fact that he was on house rest for 2 weeks. during that time period. and he wasn't really leaving the house. he could hear their screaming through the floorboards

*points at clone danny* i can give you suuuuuuch a bad time babe ahaha. i've got two untouched years before you meet damian what fucks you up before then

#dpxdc #dp x dc #danny fenton is not the ghost king #dp x dc crossover #dpxdc crossover #dpdc #clone^2 #danny fenton is a clone #like i dont even need to traumatize you worse the pure explorative options from this aLONE is enough to feed me for a week.#like. tucks hair behind ear let me shatter you into glass pieces then glue you back together babe. i can put you back together so good.#i'm missing a few shards because some parts of you broke into such small pieces i couldn't pick them back up again so you'll be missing a #few chunks of yourself that you'll never get back but that's okay. you'll still be a resemblance of your old self :]#don't let anakin (me) listen to late night sad songs he makes angst.#hhh imagine being stuck in a house for two weeks where you can hear your parents torturing ghosts in the basement and not only that but #you're the only person who can undERSTAND the ghosts. how many times did he see his parents drag in a ghost with whatever capturing device #they made recently? iirc the thermos was like. brand new in episode one right? but gOD the trauma this alone would cause #nobody touch me im cooking rn i need to think about how this would impact danny. like obvs it would fuel into a developing obsession to #keep his parents away from ghosts and to help the dead but what *else.* i need to refine my becoming phantom ficlet i wrote back in winter #raaa #and like even after two weeks they were *still capturing ghosts* danny just wasn't in the house 24/7 at the time.#*but those two fucking weeks man*#i need to sleep on this first before i make any major moves bc i know im tired but i am having thOUGHTs

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heartsfortwotpot · 4 months

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i still think you're pretty great

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grimmlinn · 1 year

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Glue Song - Beabadoobee

#glue song #beabadoobee #this video was so sweet #visuals

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almondsoren · 9 months

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messy bio ! glue song by beabadoobee

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𓍢ִ໋👼🏻 i've been stuck by glue 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 . ✦

‧˚₊⋅ ୨୧ ⋅₊˚‧ right onto you ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨🧸୧⋆ ˚｡⋆ . ✦

made by yuzeoct ꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱ prns *ੈ✩‧₊˚ . ✦

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⚠️ do not use without credits :)

⚠️ please reblog/like if you use :)

#messy bios #beabadoobee #aesthetic #aesthetic bios #short bios #messy locs #glue song #symbols #twitter bios #instagram bios #cute bios #bios #twt #instagram

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02faerie · 2 months

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dont forget to kiss me or else you'll have to miss me

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libraryofzeglyth · 4 months

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edit by nowahmillayy | posted nov 19, 2023

#nowahmillayy #tom blyth #rachel zegler #my post #zeglyth favs #zeglyth #zeglyth edit #zeglyth interview moments #zeglyth tiktok #artist: beabadoobee #song: glue song #I LOVE THEM UR HONOR

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headphonegrl · 1 year

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“Here you go.” It’s late in the morning on a Sunday, and the sun is pouring through the window, casting honey-coloured light all over the living room. Jude’s half-asleep with his cheek squished against the cushion his mum bought him for a housewarming present, and the sudden sound of your voice startles him into full consciousness; all he’s heard for the last hour is the lull of characters speaking on the show he’s watching and that cheesy laugh track played on all nineties sitcoms alike.

“What?” His words are half verbal and half a content hum through his nose. One of his eyes is closed and the other is squinting, trying to make out where you’re sitting in front of his coffee table with your legs tucked under yourself.

“Put your arm out.” You shuffle towards him, your fuzzy socks gliding against the wooden floor. Months have passed of you trying to convince him to buy a rug, but still the space remains bare and shiny due to his indecisiveness.

Jude pokes his arm out from between the blankets he’s had bunched up by his chin. Despite the sky outside being a stretch of clear baby blue, he’s dramatically complained all morning about his risk of getting hypothermia. There’s a mug of tea on the floor next to the foot of the sofa which you had made him earlier, and it sits there lukewarm because he’s afraid that once he moves all the heat will escape in one go. “It’s cold.”

“Here.” You stretch a bracelet over the back of his hand and onto his wrist; tiny blue and green beads placed perfectly in patterns of three, with a little yellow heart that you fiddle with so it sits flat against his skin. Goosebumps appear on his forearm and you try and rub them away with your palms, which are still warm from the little hot water bottle you’ve had sitting in your lap, the one Jude’s grandma had bought you for Christmas.

“You made it?” His voice is still hoarse from rest and he tries to clear his throat with a little cough, and then another when that one fails. Part of him is mad at himself now, he’s had his eyes shut all this time and missed the image of you adorably poking your tongue out in concentration.

“It’s stupid.” You scrunch your nose up, murmuring something about how you made some over cocktails with your friends one night and bought a kit for yourself because you thought it was fun. A little patch of golden light is illuminating one side of your face and if his phone wasn’t sitting in the other room on his bedside table, Jude would be a very annoying boyfriend and insist on taking a photo.

“No way.” The idea of you being paired with the word ‘stupid’ seems completely morally wrong, like two things that shouldn't exist in the same universe. It’s a firm belief of his that you should only be associated with all things sweet and kind, like old fifties love songs with trumpets in the back or those little flowers that appear at the beginning of spring after an awful winter.

“You don’t have to wear it.” You twiddle the beads around on the stretchy elastic, before moving your fingertips to trace the lines on his palms; the same thing you do when you’re sitting next to each other at dinner or on the train. “You can take it off later.”

“I’m not taking it off!” Jude snatches his hand away from where you’ve been holding it, and you let out a wheeze of laughter that sends a fuzzy rush of love to his heart. A feeling that he wishes he could catch mid-air and bottle up for when he’s far away and misses you so much that his chest aches like he’s pulled a muscle.

“Okay.” You smile down at where you’re picking at a loose thread on the blanket, curling it around your finger over and over again. “If you’re sure.”

“Are you kidding?” To him, you must be. It’s already been decided: He’ll wear it to sleep and in the shower. He’ll tuck it under his sleeve so he doesn’t have to take it off during training. It’ll hang on his hook in the changing rooms during a big game like a little good luck charm. If it slides above his wrist, he’ll search frantically under the hem of his sleeves in fear he’s lost it. He’ll wear it even when all the colour rubs off the beads and they’re left white. He’ll keep it until it inevitably snaps and you have to make a new one, exactly the same. “It’s my most prized possession.”