As Gen-AI Becomes More Normalized (Chappell Roan Encouraging It, Grifters On The Rise, Young Artists

Well he wasn't lying when he said that, was he?

YOU 🫵 listen to DESTROYA for the moans. I listen to DESTROYA for the "You don't believe in God, I don't believe in luck / They don't believe in us, but I believe we're the enemy!" WE ARE NOT THE SAME ‼️🗣

(SORRY GIYS I KNOW I HAVE PRIMARILY BANDOM PPL FOLLOWING ME BUT MLP IS LIFE TOO)

Appledash kids/twiset kids/startix kid! Spindrift, Cirrus Wisp, and Jazz Apple are appledash kids, spindrift being the younger twin of her and Cirrus. The little grey reference photo displays former designs of Nova Glow (startrix kid), Evening Star (twiset kid) and Blaze Star (younger twiset kid). The crappy doodles below are little color redesigns of Nova Glow and Blaze Star. Spindrift and Cirrus wisp are pegasai, however Spindrift is disabled and cannot fly!

happy lunar new year to people who celebrate! here's MCR in Pungmullori outfits! for 설날! Pungmullori a traditional Korean folk music art form that combines music, dance and acrobatics thought it would fit them well cause band haha

happy new years everyone :D

they have such big dreams and therye gonna reach them and more

one of the worst depictions of ‘autism power’ actually comes from hannibal, tell me why this emo twink shows up to crime scenes just to be like ‘watch this’ then closes his eyes and stands there weirdly for half an hour daydreaming about killing, if I was jack I would have sent his ass to the mental hospital.

Back then, when they recorded The Black Parade in Haunted Paramour Mansion, Gerard often suffered with nightmares. Well, not really often, but rather say, every night. At some nights, he couldn't even fell sleep at all. Like this one, for example.

Gerard was tossing and turning restlessly. He couldn't fall asleep for almost 3 hours already. This was just draining and tiring, but apparently not enough to make him fell asleep. He threw all the pillows down on the floor, wrapped himself in a blanket, and just lied, sighing loudly and angry.

And at that moment, he heard a distant, quiet melody.

Guitar was sipping with music. And Gerard knew - Ray also wasn't asleep.

The first time he heard Ray's nightplaying, was truly a magical experience. That evening Gerard finally managed to fall asleep, but nightmares were already waiting for him in the realm of dreams. He run, and he was gettind chased, and he was hurt, and shadows-

Shadows were everywhere. But what dragged him out of this hell, what woke him up that night, was a melody. Gerard could swear to God, he thought it was a guardian angel, saving him from the sufferings. It took him a good couple of minutes to realize it was Ray. And at that moment he wanted to get up and run to him, to maybe, finally find some piece in his arms, to whine about such a cold, cruel world. Because Ray always listens. Maybe because it's Gerard, maybe because it's just in his nature, but it was so easy to open up to him about all your troubles. But Gerard hesitated. He somehow knew, that this is not right. That him, hearing this melody is not right, he isn't supposed to hear it, to listen to it. It's just too intimate, too... Ray. It's like he's witnessing the very Ray's, naked soul pouring from his fingers, and onto the strings, and shaping into a beautiful melody, that Gerard is hearing now.

He felt a wave of heat to his cheeks, thinking about that.

And he was laying in his bed, listening to the distant melody. Slowly, it drove him back to sleep. It was a first time in ages when Gerard could sleep without nightmares.

Later, there was many, many nights like this. Ray was playing guitar in his room, anaware that someone hears him. And Gerard was quietly listening to it, carefull, to not take a louder than always breath and to not scare this melody away. To not to scare Ray's soul.

Gerard once thought about how he sees him as a nymph. A beautiful nymph, that he happened to hear her beautiful playing. He wasn't supposed to, but he couldn't say "no" to himself. So he was quiet.

Gerard didn't really knew, why this playing is so different from any other rehearsal, or show, or concert, or recording, that he heard Ray played on. But somehow, this nightplays were extra magical for Gerard, like something only for him, not for thousands.

Ray would gladfully play for him, though. Gerard knew it. But hearing him play like that, for the void of the night, was much, much more interesting.

Please, let me know if there is any mistakes🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏 English is not my first language but I really want to improve my writing

And let me know if you loved it💖🎀

”I’m gay” “I’m bisexual” yeah well I’m the saviour of the broken the beaten and the damned

Today is Rafif's birthday! She's turning 9 today! Wishing for her to have many many more birthdays in safety, peace, and joy in a free Palestine. Drew a Barbie for her since Ameera told me she loves Barbie toys!

It would mean the world if you could send her well wishes and donations to her family's fundraiser dedicated to their survival in Gaza 🕊🩷 A Barbie doll typically sells for around $15 (from what I found online), so imagine if everyone seeing this was able to pitch in that amount to their fundraiser!

💌 DONATE HERE --> tinyurl.com/HelpAmeeraFamily

From the river to the sea