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sabrina carpenter
#emails i can't send#sabrina carpenter#emails i can't send album#vicious#read your mind#because i liked a boy#already over#lyrics#song lyrics#emails i can't send lyrics#vicious lyrics#read your mind lyrics#tornado warnings#tornado warnings lyrics#because i liked a boy lyrics#already over lyrics#myedits
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It's Christmas call ☎️🎀
#͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏#aesthetic#kpop layouts#sabrina carpenter#icons sabrina carpenter#sabrina vicious#sabrina icons#alternative moodboard#sabrinasource#sabrina carpenter gif#sabrina lynn#sabrina carpenter icons#sabrina#sabrina carpenter wallpaper#sabrina carpenter moodboard#sabrina carpenter layouts#sabrina carpenter lockscreens#sabrina carpenter lyrics#red moodboard#2000 fashion#fashion#model icons#corset top#y2k#christmas vibes#christmas icons#female celebrity#random moodboard#site model icons#emails i can't send
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i made my mom listen to iDKHOW and she said that she imagines the singer as David Tennant’s Hamlet and i haven’t been able to stop thinking about it
do the vibes weirdly match or am i crazy tumblr help i am going insane over this
#the more i think about it the more lyrics i’m relating to hamlet#what love would get this vicious#im a voluntary victim#we’re so young but we’re probably gonna die#im a teenage beauty queen of sorts#as charming as we are we are nothing but pretty trash#what a precious basket case#parade through the ballrooms decay in your costumes#i hear voices i see visions these spirits are your prison#aaaah i feel like a conspiracy theorist#ive connected the dots#but actually ive connected nothing#it is not good when the special interests collide#idkhow#dallon weekes#david tennant hamlet
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No thoughts, head empty, just Victor “honey, I rose up from the dead, I do it all the time” Vale on my mind.
#victor vale#look what you made me do#reputation#vicious#vengeful#villains series#villains#taylor swift#v. e. schwab#no thoughts head empty#schwab x lyrics
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"But what fascinated Victor most was the fact that something about Eli was decidedly wrong... It was like watching two people, one hiding in the other's skin."
Eli Cardale Ever
Vicious, V.E. Schwab
#ELI BOARD ELI BOARD ELI BOARD#the handwritten quote is literally straight out of my journal#just going to keep using halsey lyrics until i run out lol#eli ever#vicious#vicious ve schwab#villains series#villains duology#halsey#webweave#fuckvictorvale
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As she told me, son:
#stranger things#will byers#byler#mike wheeler#i used the fist pic bc im pretty sure this is when she says ‘i dont want you to feel like you cant tell me things’#and stuff like ‘you dont have to be afraid to share yourself with me im mother i love you’#second is of course mike putting his head on wills chest possibly checking his heartbeat#also mike is the heart#and he was so afraid for will and did anything he could to get him back#also the title of the song is i will follow you into the dark#which bas major mike jumps into the upside down after will vibes#and also he was supposed to in montauk#idk if these lyrics actually mean what i want them to mean but. i make my own rules#second pic is so bad im sorrryyy idk why its so bad :(#also also the part before goes#in catholic school as vicious as roman rule i got my knuckles bruised by a lady in black#and i held my tongue as she told me son fear is the heart of love so i never went back#um idk allusions to mikes internalized homophobia and the christian culture of the town#now i dont believe karen is inherently absuive or evil or mean or anything but she fit the bill for this edit#which is more gentle and hopeful than the song is lol#ok im done i promise
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vicious // sabrina carpenter
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Whumptober 2023, Day 8: "I've got soul, but I'm not a soldier."
Whumptober 2023 Masterlist
Read at your own risk! They're only snippets of a larger story, with no resolution that will be posted online anytime soon; they are being posted out of order; and the characters don't have names. Enjoy!
Contents: angst, death, murder, arrest, vicious rumours/false accusations
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Word count: 1250 || Approx reading time: 5 mins
"I've got soul, but I'm not a soldier."
Teaser: And to be safe, she needed to be free—far from the man who’d taken her away because he believed he could, that his royal blood made him all-powerful, that he deserved to have his fists curled tightly around anything or anyone he pleased. He’ll never let go, she’d said. He’ll never give up.
"I'll never be a hero who all the citizens adore / But if I hide to save my life, what has my life been for?"
The scholar watched her go.
He watched her vanish, watched her wide eyes shimmer with tears as she made her escape.
Met her gaze when, for the most agonizingly beautiful instant, she looked back.
And then was gone.
“I’ll distract him,” he promised. Breath stuttering in his chest, he wrapped his arms around her and wondered if she could feel how his heart thundered against her shivering form.
“Come with me,” she whispered. “Please. But we have to go. Now.”
We have to go. Away from here, away from the castle, away from the place that had turned her visit from a holiday into hell.
He wanted to. Oh, how he wanted to say yes, to let her cling to him—and to let himself cling back—for all of eternity, to let centuries pass them by in perfect harmony and happiness. He wanted to. He wanted her.
“I don’t want to go without you,” she said, squeezing more tightly.
He needed her.
He needed her safe.
And to be safe, she needed to be free—far from the man who’d taken her away because he believed he could, that his royal blood made him all-powerful, that he deserved to have his fists curled tightly around anything or anyone he pleased. He’ll never let go, she’d said. He’ll never give up.
That she had escaped his grasp on her own was a miracle.
If he finds me again, he’ll never let me leave.
So the scholar pulled away, clasping her hands as their bodies peeled apart, loath to put any cruel, miserable distance between them, yet knowing he had no choice. He made his promise again. “I’ll distract him.”
Of course, she knew; she must have; she knew him inside and out; she knew his very soul. He was no soldier, no fighter. “What—what are you going to do?” Her fingers tightened, still tangled in his. “They think you’re the one who—”
“I know.”
“They think you killed me.”
“I know.”
She shook her head, those fragile bird’s-wing bones trembling against his. “Please don’t—You can’t—”
“I’ll just distract him long enough for you to run,” he said. Tugged his hand free. Brushed a lock of hair from her dirt-streaked cheek, relishing the silken smoothness of her skin for what was sure to be the very last time. “Then I’ll—I’ll run. I’ll find you.”
Empty words, a hollow promise, a vow of nothing.
“But they think you did it,” she said again, echoing the rumours, the warnings that had been circling him for days, the words that would haunt his memory for the rest of his life. “They’ll arrest you. They’ll kill—”
“They won’t.” He did not know if that was true. “I can’t let him hurt you again. I won’t.” Overcome with too many thoughts, too many fears, too many jabs of paralyzing terror that would conquer him if he allowed it, he drew her close again. One final embrace.
Against him, she shuddered.
“I will find you,” he whispered, despising himself for the lie. He wrapped his coat around her to hide her stained and ripped dress, almost unrecognizable from its former loveliness. Why hadn’t he thought to give it before? “Now. Run. Please.”
“Don’t get hurt,” she said. There were tears on her cheeks. Why? He wished she wouldn’t weep for him. He was a liar and a coward, a fool who’d spent an entire lifetime quailing at conflict and lying to himself. To the end, he knew, those things were what he would remain, even as he did this, this preposterous thing, this stupid but courageous but illogical but selfless thing.
Nothing but a coward.
I love you, he was supposed to say, sealed with a kiss that contained everything that swelled inside him but which he could not put into words. Instead, he said, “Run.”
The scholar watched her go.
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He was no fighter, but he was a magicwielder, and he was in love with a girl who everyone else believed was dead—who, they believed, he had murdered in cold blood.
He could not protect his reputation, but he could protect her.
He saw the looks, the gazes that turned from confusion to suspicion to astonishment. As recognition flashed across their faces.
I’ll distract him.
But the soldier—who was supposed to see him and, bound by duty, arrest him for his supposed crimes—kept walking, even as those he commanded realized that a wanted man was in their midst.
The commander would find her. He was looking for her, and she could not outrun him. He would find her and bring her back to the prince, and they would lock her away, shut her up in the dark. A girl of leaves and sea air and sunlight, and the prince and his commander would keep her until she wilted and died.
He would use her, she’d choked against his shoulder. She had something they wanted, something she’d kept hidden from everyone, something they’d discovered and were unwilling to relinquish.
No. The scholar wouldn’t allow it. If she wanted to hide, she must have had her reasons.
If he let the prince take her away and hurt her some more…
He wouldn’t forgive himself.
Never.
He raised his hands, magic crackling at his fingertips, and he froze the commander in his tracks. Although he saw the man begin to shake and his eyes to bulge in confusion, other images overtook his senses: her gleaming tears, her torn dress, her bruised wrists.
Her teasing, pealing laugh, the ethereal whisper of her hair against his fingers, the musical sweep of her bare feet through fragrant, luscious grass.
He unleashed his magic and watched the soldier stiffen, as if his bones would crack and shatter. He halted. He fell.
“Commander!”
Shouts from far away.
“Commander?”
And then—
“It’s—it’s him! There!”
He was discovered now for the act he was committing, but the scholar knew he could not run. He was weak. A coward. A liar.
Words flowed over him, words he knew he should heed, but he had to stop the commander from getting up again, had to keep the attention on him, had to make sure she got away.
“Commander!”
“Don’t move!”
“He’s magicwielding!”
“Someone stop him!”
“Sir!”
“Stand down!”
“Commander!”
“He’s not breathing!”
“Get him!”
“He’s dead!”
The scholar released his hold, sudden dread coursing through his blood.
Dead?
No.
No.
He hadn’t wanted to—
I’ll distract him. Run. Please.
A diversion, an opportunity.
That was all he—
“I said, he’s dead!”
How?
The scholar stared down at his hands, hands that had never before wielded power strong enough to do what he had just done.
A crowd pressed in around him—too many, too many. Someone knocked him to the ground, and as his glasses went flying and the world turned to a soft watercolour blur, he was awash in shattering pain and biting terror.
“You killed him!” someone roared. “You killed the commander!”
“N—no.” It couldn’t be true. But they’d said. He hadn’t. But they’d screamed it out. He’s dead, he’s dead. But he was a coward, and he was weak. You killed him. But he couldn’t have. “I didn’t—”
“He’s dead, you murdering bastard!”
I wasn’t trying to—
Noise rose around him, furious and panicked, coalescing into one thick wall of sound. Words and words and words and screams and words and bellows, so many voices, too many, too much. Nonsensical. Foreign. Commander. Magic. Him. The girl. Dead. Dead.
Under arrest.
Murderer.
Dead.
Doomed.
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#whumptober2023#no.8#lyric#“I’ve got soul but I’m not a soldier.”#outnumbered#oc#original content#fic#angst#death tw#murder tw#arrest tw#vicious rumours#false accusations#lps man of letters
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"we used to be best buddies, but now we are not, i wish you would tell me why"
Johnny Rotten x Sid Vicious
"Pistol" (2022)
#their friendship in the series just broke my heart im crying#yes im making an aesthetic post about sex pistols using song lyrics from a disney cartoon so what#I MEAN THEM!!!!!!#pistol fx#pistol hulu#pistol disney#anson boon#louis partridge#aesthetic#sex pistols#johnny rotten#sid vicious#tv show#danny boyle#tv series#post#edit#louis partridge aesthetic
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i'm sure someone did this already but still
eli ever as lyrics from preacher's daughter
(iykyk)
#i wont even bother to say why#if you get it#you get it#period#eli ever#ethel cain#musikita#lyrics#villains series#vicious#vengeful#preachers daughter
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Where've you been? I'm calling you. Are you home, Miss Vicious? Get away from me and leave me alone. You're driving me crazy when I want you to go. Get away, you're not my friend. You're driving me crazy. I'm gonna make it end. You better leave me alone. I don't like you go home. Here I am, I feel you. You'll love me when I'm through.
Miss Vicious by Fefe Dobson
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You were the brightest shade Of sun I had ever seen
#— ❛❛ // MISSION REPORT ¦ QUEUE・#— ❛❛ // REFLECTIONS IN THE CRYSTAL ¦ Stella Graphics・#— ❛❛ // STELLA CAELUM ¦ Standing tall through the dark ・ 「 Musings」#— ❛❛ // STELLA CAELUM ¦ VISAGE・#— ❛❛ // G'RAHA TIA ¦ Your love will be the compass of my heart ・ 「 Diademreigned」#— ❛❛ // STELLA CAELUM & G'RAHA TIA ¦DYNAMIC・ 「The vicious cycle was over The moment you smiled at me」#ooc: The song that I used for lyrics for this post fits these two so perfectly too
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Say u can't sleep ,baby I know
it's me that's me espresso ☕💋 🏖️
#❀ ✟ :*･゜ﾟ･* ✿ֶ⠀ᩙ *･゜ﾟ･*: ✟ ❀#sabrina vicious#icons sabrina carpenter#sabrina icons#sabrina carpenter#espresso#sabrina lynn#sabrina carpenter icons#sabrina carpenter moodboard#sabrina carpenter lyrics#sabrinasource#female celebrity#female icons#psd icons
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not really in my pop girlie era BUT I have to give it to Sabrina Carpenter, because "If I fall in love with all my problems, will they leave me, too?" is a GOOD FUCKING OPENING LINE FOR A SONG
#i actually really like her tongue-in-cheek lyrics#it feels pretty natural and not like. made to go viral on tiktok#like idk i randomly listened to one of her albums for the first time bc i got bored and she has a good sense of personality in her songs#she has a lot of really good one liners in there#idk if i'll listen to Emails I Can't Send regularly but i do like a couple songs a lot#i really like vicious but some of the chorus sounds like this one song from shrek 2 that I can't place for the life of me
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vicious ;; sabrina carpenter
#song; vicious#artist; sabrina carpenter#album; emails i can't send#lyricedit#my edit#this album is cute i like it#sabrina carpenter lyrics
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