if I run out of time to draw a proper cover I’ll just use this for the cover ^ q ^ …if I manage to finish everything on time I’ll use this to make a tokuten to congratulate myself OTL …says the person who hasn’t even started thumbnailing
“In the land of Ingary, where such things as seven-league boots and cloaks of invisibility really exist, it is quite a misfortune to be born the eldest of three. Everyone knows you are the one who will fail first, and worst, if the three of you set out to seek your fortunes.”
A mix focusing on one of the few, very successful political marriages in history: Isabel I of Castile and Ferdinand II of Aragon. (aka my history major side comes out full force for two historical figures I am fascinated enough to put a mix together for.)
11 tracks, featuring music by Passion Pit, The Civil Wars, and Loreena McKennitt.
2011 started off rather sour, but ended in a lot of changes for me - some for the better, some for the worse. the point is that now I'm finally ready to start.
36 tracks of songs that meant a lot to me this year, or helped me to understand a little more of my heart. Includes tracks by Arcade Fire, Coldplay, and Florence + The Machine.
( just remember - there's no such thing as an late or early start. )
Yet another in the series - even more tracks about being in love with someone and that giant mess of feelings you end up in.
Nine tracks including music by Snow Patrol, Kate Nash, and Florence + The Machine.
Fanmix for Spain from Axis Powers Hetalia. Art on cover is by hime1999 @ livejournal.com, used with permission.
Fifteen tracks including music by Neutral Milk Hotel, Au Revoir Simone, and Mumford & Sons.
FST for a shared AU RP plot with a friend. Yes, this is entirely silly. (Fanart is from http://www.pixiv.net/member.php?id=583515)
Eleven tracks including music by The Decemberists, Stars, and Florence + The Machine.
“Look again at that dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives... every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there-on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam."
—Do you remember when you were a kid playing Nintendo and it wouldn't work? You take the cartridge out, blow in it and that would magically fix the problem. Every kid in America did that, but how did we all know how to fix the problem? There was no internet or message boards or FAQ's. We just figured it out.
Today's kids are soft.
i want nothing more to than be with you
and protect you from the mutant bugs that creep you out!
late at night, we'll walk together down the avenue
(yeah we will!)
i'll save you from the creepy things of the night!
art credit: http://pancakestein.tumblr.com/post/44603884668/mmnngggh
Let's take life and slow it down incredibly slow, frame by frame with two minutes that take three years to live out. Yeah, let's do that.
"Newternia's streets are merciless, especially if you happen to be a hard-boiled human Detective on your first case with a crazy Legislacerator."
Apparently this FST has been a Thing put into existence starting 2011-08-15 16:16:00, according to LJ. I only recently decided to finish it.
I chose the following songs to correspond with certain sections of the fic, and don't match up with the ones CV included in the actual fic. That's why it's an unofficial FST.
“You're fucked. You thought you were going to be someone, but now it's obvious you're nobody. You haven't got as much talent as you thought you had, and there was no Plan B, and you got no skills and no education, and now you're looking at forty or fifty years of nothing. [...] You've got the choice of a slow, painful death, or a quick, merciful one.”
you and I
are not about poems or
other sentimental bullshit
but I have to tell you
even the way
you drink your coffee
knocks me the fuck out."
— Clementine von Radics
( to hollie, the birthday girl made of soft grunge, kyary, pixel hearts & animal crossing. happy 17th! )
like most things about jesse pinkman, it also ended up being about walter white.
tell me this: put up your fingertips if you're living your life exactly the way that you wished.
and for the rest of us with our hands on our hips,
our work is never done.
we are sisyphus.
an fst for my on-going fic about a boy that meets a boy and how they learned to stop worrying and discuss the weather.
you can read the first chapter here (http://archiveofourown.org/works/567766) since it's all i have out right now, but i must warn you: it's not very good.
art credit: http://notmikey.tumblr.com/post/34379981622/mood-music
is it enough to write a song and sing it to the birds? they'd hear just the tune, not understand my love for words. but you would hear me and know.
(a Hetalia Canada/Ukraine AU FST, for sortinghat_rp Ten Years Later. track listing @ http://against-stars.livejournal.com/5126.html)
patroclus (pov) and achilles chronologically from madeline miller's "the song of achilles" which i highly recommend in all its greek yaoi.  as of 10/26/12, the full mix is up!
for the record, patroclus: http://thracekara.tumblr.com/post/28894436341/im-fine-except-for-the-not-sleeping-the
still working on achilles.
the bats have left the bell tower,
the victims have been bled.
red velvet lines the black box,
i killed her;
( heavily kurloz/meulin; art credit: http://qiumpkin.tumblr.com/post/32191379519/oh-my-god-its-4-am-goodnight )
every time i hear your voice, it pulls me through the silent noise. through the layers that collapsed; circle back, i circle back
art credit: http://howdyshark.tumblr.com/post/30923959932/hi-parapines-fandom-ive-been-here-since-day-one
You poor little antisaint.
You poor little antisaint.
You poor little antisaint.
You poor little antisaint.
--Can't you see it's over?
Because you're the god of a shrinking universe.
(art by wansura.tumblr.com)
vyse pls: ...why do I ship every incest pairing
bolin: I KNOW RIGHT
SPORTS!!!: the dilemma is "OH MAMA THAT'S HOT"
SPORTS!!!: "BUT BABIES NOOOO BABIESSS"
( this is a really Deep and Indie mix
--I'm actually sorry.
art credit: http://theyoungdoyley.tumblr.com )
“Telling me I can do anything I want is like pulling the plug out of the bath and then telling the water it can go anywhere it wants. Try it, and see what happens.”
― Nick Hornby, A Long Way Down
8 tracks of rap and indie remixes including Holy Ghost!, Aesop Rock, and Chiddy Bang. Art by deliciousbroabs @ tumblr.
People say it depends on what you listen to, like if you're some country radio bumpkin you have the tendency to be a blissful mess. Or if you're a stereotypical rapper you're lacking in both the meaningful and complex department. Not true, for both. You are here. Music doesn't make you. You make music. You're a perfectionist part-time and an artisan full-time.
I guess you probably shouldn't ask what it means to me. I've been doing this for 14 years. I don't fucking know.
now the world can be an unfair place at times,
but your lows will have their complement of highs.
and if anyone should cheat you, take advantage of or beat you,
raise your head and wear your wounds with pride.
A man who wants to die feels angry and full of life and desperate and bored and exhausted, all at the same time. He wants to fight everyone, and he wants to curl up in a ball and hide in a cupboard somewhere. He wants to say sorry to everyone, and he wants them to know just how badly they've all let him down.
- nick hornby, a long way down
well, that is it guys, that is all.
five minutes in and i'm bored again.
ten years of this? i'm not sure if anybody understands.
this one is not for the folks back home.
i'm sorry to leave, mum, i had to go --
who the fuck wants to die alone all dried up in the desert sun?
growing up carelessly, a prospitcest fanmix about a fancomic based off a webcomic (i have so many feelings about these two ok)
three years can be read @ http://nsfwpancake.tumblr.com/tagged/three+years/chrono
00:05:26 You're to me like Don is to you.
00:05:28 I think you're kind of awkward to look at, and you embarrass me all the time, and I wish I could trade you in for someone else, but I don't.
00:05:34 Because you're like my brother.
TT: You just mispelled "more", causing me to suddenly understand jack everything.
Dirk Strider and his incapability to nevertheless bore me-- I'm on a horse. Time to get shitwrecked, child. (Art by http://a-box.tumblr.com.)
«Sabes, me das una especie de felicidad funcional, de razonable humanidad cotidiana, y es mucho, y te lo debo solamente a ti». —Julio Cortázar.
+ songs in spanish that make me happy.
(en otras palabras, canciones en español que probablemente ya conocés y amás y te hacen bailar en tu cuarto como loca. o no. no te conozco).