“Right… I think we need to talk. I wouldn’t have let him keep you, Pickett. 

Pick, I would rather chop off my hand than get rid of you, after everything that you’ve done for me. Now, come on.”

(…) Pickett sticks out his tiny tongue and blows a raspberry at Newt.

Master post of music that Patrick Stump has sung, or been associated with in general.

The following links are links to a YouTube video of the song – if you wish to download the song, here is a link to rip it straight from the YouTube video.  For albums, if you wish to have it, just message me and I can upload it for you and send you the link!

( * is songs Patrick also sang vocals on, and ** is for songs that he also co-wrote, and ~ is songs that he also produced! )

Fall Out Boy


Evening Out With Your Girlfriend (2003) 
Take This to Your Grave (2003) 
My Heart Will Always be the B-Side to my Tongue (2004) 
From Under the Cork Tree (2005) 
Infinity on High (2007) 
Folie á Deux (2008) 
Believers Never Die Greatest Hits (2009)
Save Rock and Roll (2013) 
PAX AM Days EP (2013)

bonus songs:

Snitches and Talkers Get Stitches and Walkers (2005)
The Music or the Misery (2005)
G.I.N.A.S.F.S (2007)

It’s Hard to Say “I Do”, When I Don’t (2007)
Beat It (2008)

Pavlove (2008)
Alpha Dog (2009)
Austin, We Have a Problem (2006-2007 [?])
Yule Shoot Your Eye Out (2003)
What’s This? (2006)
We Don’t Take Hits, We Write Them (2003-2004)
Hand of God (2006)
Lake Effect Kid (2007)
From Now on We Are Enemies (2009)
Turnpike Gates (2008)
Save Your Generation
Start Today (2005)
Star 67/Intro
Roxanne (2005)
Saturday Night’s Alright for Fighting (2014)
One and Only (2007)

Solo Work


Truant Wave (2011)
Soul Punk (2011)


Everyday (2011)

Featured Vocal Appearances

Gym Class Heroes:

Cupid’s Chokehold (2007)
Clothes Off! (2007)
Blinded By the Sun (2008) ~

Cobra Starship:

iViva La Cobra! (2008) ~ ***
You’re Not in On the Joke (2009)


Don’t Regret It Now (2008) ~
Est. (80’s baby) [backing vocals] (2008) ~

Other Songs:

Everything is Alright - Motion City Soundtrack (2005)
Second Chances - October Fall (2006)
Don’t Wake Me Up - The Hush Sound (2006)
One Day I’ll Stay Home - Misery Signals (2006)
King of Wishful Thinking - New Found Glory (2007)
If You Could Remember - Damnation A.D. (2007)
One of THOSE Nights - The Cab (2008) *** [also provided instrumentation]
Bounce - The Cab (2008) ** [instrumentation also]
I’m a Wonder - The Cab (2008) **
Birthday Girl - The Roots (2008)
That’s What it Takes, Dear - Kristeen Young (2008)
Open Happiness  - Coca-Cola Company (2009)
Feet Don’t Fail - Claude Kelly (2010)
The Last Hero - XV (2011)
Bummed Out Blues - Murs (2011)
All Your Heart - Transit (2011)
Jock Powerviolence - Weekend Nachos (2011)
Dancing With the Devil - Krewella (2013)
I Stand Alone - Robert Glasper (2013)


Supersize Me - Tyga (2008)
Woww - Tyga (2008)
Pleasure Ryland - Cobra Starship (2008) **
Little Weapon - Lupe Fiasco (2007) **
Guilty as Charged - Gym Class Heroes
Drnk Txt Rmeo - Gym Class Heroes (2008)
Like Father, Like Son (Papa’s Song) - Gym Class Heroes (2008)
Catch Me If You Can - Gym Class Heroes (2008)
Live a Little - Gym Class Heroes (2008)
No Place to Run - Gym Class Heroes (2008)


That 70’s Song - The Cab (2008)
The Other Side - Bruno Mars (2010)
Here I Am Alive - Yellowcard (2012)
Outlines - All Time Low (2012)
Picture Perfect - Escape the Fate (2013)

I will try very, very hard to update this as he continues to do more work – If any of the links are broken or become unavailable, please message me!

A Manifesto of Apocalyptic Witchcraft

1. If the land is poisoned, the witchcraft must respond.

2. It is not our way if life, it is life itself which is under threat

3. Witchcraft is our intimate connection to the web of life.

4. We are the Witchcraft.

5. Our World has forever changed. The trodden paths no longer correspond. Witchcraft thrives in this liminal, lunar, trackless realm.

6. We are storm, fire and flood.

7. We will not be denied.

8. Witchcraft is the recourse of the dispossessed, the powerless, the hungry and the abused. It gives heart and tongue to stones and trees. It wears the rough skin of beasts. It turns on a civilization that knows the price of everything and the value of nothing.

9. If you have no price you cannot be bought. If you do not want you cannot be bribed. If you are not frightened you cannot be controlled.

10. Witchcraft is folk magic, the magic of the people and for the people.

11. We call an end to the pretence of respectability.

12. We will not disarm ourselves.

13. The war is upon us.

14. Choose then to become a Mask.

15. Those with nothing left to lose will dare all.

16. There is one Witchcraft under many names. There is one Grand Sabbat on one mountain. There are many ways to fly. There is no witness present at the Sabbat.

17. Witchcraft is a force, not an order. Witchcraft is rhizomatic, not hierarchic. Witchcraft defies organisation, not meaning. We simply bear the marks.

18. Witchcraft is power and possesses this in ekstasis, sex and ordeal.
Witchcraft is unbridled sexuality.

19. In witchcraft it is the woman who initiates. We challenge man to be the equal of this woman.

20. Witchcraft is the art of inversion.

21. Witchcraft is the beauty which is terror.

22. Witchcraft is a myth, which drawing on the past, clothes itself in the symbols of (its) time.
Witchcraft does not mistake myths for history, it harnesses them to transform the future.
Witchcraft knows the ground upon which it stands.

23. Witchcraft honours the spirits. Witchcraft enchants for the lost. Witchcraft will not forget.

24. Witchcraft embodies our ancestors and saints, they carry us with them.

25. To Her is offered the blood, to use the care of the ask and bones.

26. The example we follow is our own.

27. The practice of witchcraft is one of revolution and of the power of woman.

28. The Goddess who speaks through us is known among men as Babalon.

29. Witchcraft concerns itself with mystery. Through the gates of mystery we come to knowledge. Knowledge enters us through the body. The highest form of this knowledge is Love.

30. Every drop of blood is sacrificed to the grail. Love cannot be bought with any other coin.

31. We seek and drink this wine together.

32. Will is finite, passion infinitely renewed.

33. Witchcraft is present, its is ensanguined and vivified. Witchcraft is prescient, it gazes on the future. Witchcraft is oracular, it will not hold its tongue. Our time has come

…from Apocalyptic Witchcraft by Peter Grey, published by Scarlet Imprint

Secrets of the Dark (closed rp)

The soft breeze from the sea wafted through the forest, rustling the leaves softly as a lone figure rested high up on one of the tree’s branches; ruby eyes gazed longingly up to the sky as she traced the locket nestled between her breasts, “I miss you, Father…nearly four hundred years since you have died and four hundred years since I was risen from the hold of death. I visit the lands of your family whenever I am able, who knew I was so in love with Ireland?”

She sighs softly but pauses, taking an intake of breath, a slow curling smile settled on her lips as she searches the direction of where the scent came from. It was time for dinner. Her tongue rubbed the elongating fangs as she leaps down from the twenty foot high branch.


They come with their axes,
in the night,
to the cottage we lived in,
to the cottage we loved in,
and start to chop the roots
of the tree that we called Love.
You are the hand that feeds,
I am the mouth that swallows,
we are bursting with sacred light.
They do not see it.
The name on their tongues
is not His, but is Sinner
and somehow they have become
the same.
God and Sin. God and Betrayal.
God, how I loved you.
God, how I would have
cracked the Earth’s spine,
with my own two hands,
for you.
In my conversations with Him,
I tell Him about your light.
How burying myself inside of you,
for the first time felt holy,
a different kind of pure.
I tell Him that the first time,
I fell headfirst into your skin,
I found Him there,
a version my mother hadn’t
taught me about.
How glorious, how full,
how shaking.
In my prayers, you and I
are the same person.
In my prayers, we live in a field
full of sunlight, and we are flowers
and we are stretching towards
the bright hurt of it.
I tell Him that they are coming,
that they are angry our love
is not what they expected.
I tell Him to save us. That I love Him.
That I love you.
Father, what now?
They are coming with their axes.
They’re calling us sinners.
They’re going to burn that beautiful dream
right down.
—  Azra.T., “Conversations with God”


The spouse of Aulë is Yavanna, the Giver of Fruits. She is the lover of all things that grow in the earth, and all their countless forms she holds in her mind, from the trees like towers in forests long ago to the moss upon stones or the small and secret things in the mould. In reverence Yavanna is next to Varda among the Queens of the Valar. In the form of a woman she is tall, and robed in green; but at times she takes other shapes. Some there are who have seen her standing like a tree under heaven, crowned with the Sun; and from all its branches there spilled a golden dew upon the barren earth, and it grew green with corn … Kementári, Queen of the Earth, she is surnamed in the Eldarin tongue.


science and education.

Religious Dictionary Poems

i. You won’t have to die to find it. It’s the way their eyes look when the sun hits just right. It’s finding the moon dangling from your tonsils. When the sunset breaks through bare tree limbs during the coldest part of winter and suddenly everything is on fire.
ii. You’re turning gold and I’m melting on your tongue and we’re crashing like waves and we’re alive.
iii. We find a room filled with white noise and too much television static and when you speak it’s like you’ve breathed in too much balloon helium and we’re just kids at your best friend’s birthday party again.
iv. I’m overloading my senses and everything is pastel and slightly off kilter like when you step off the ferris wheel and you saw the whole town with it’s ugly yellow street lamps but it felt beautiful from above it all.
v. You won’t have to die to find it.

i. This kitchen is too cluttered with empty spice containers and a broken coffee pot and tea that we both pretend to like because we know it’s good for our health. I keep burning myself on the stove top. You stay silent at the dining room table.
ii. I stand on the edge of the tallest building in the city and I beg myself to jump and you beg me to stay and we both ignore the fact that the wind has the ultimate say.
iii. Staring at the ceiling fan in the dead of night gives me a headache and there’s a blue glow from the television and you stare at it and I haven’t seen you blink for the past two minutes and I wonder how many times your heart beats per second.
iv. In art class I lose my focus and I watch the paint dry and some of it drips down the length of the canvas and I have violent flashbacks of blood dripping down the expanse of my arm.
v. Red and white will clash every time. This isn’t a fashion statement. It’s the way my blood dries weird against the porcelain counter top.

i. Crystal blue eyes and a venomous heart. Don’t bite too deep, don’t you remember Snow White’s story?
ii. Sleeping on clouds or silk sheets and pretending it’s the same. Speaking in lullabies or riddles and pretending it’s the same. Sleeping with one eye open or not sleeping at all because it’s all the same.
iii. Don’t pretend you know how this is going to end. If I step off the edge, my wings might give out. I might fall. He might push me.
iv. When you fall everything blurs and you count your blessings but then you realize you have none. The prayers don’t work for you. You were supposed to answer them, not make them.
v. He didn’t believe in you and now here you are on earth and it doesn’t look like He promised.

i. You play hopscotch when you can’t sleep and you never count sheep because they’d all be foolish enough to run straight into the fire.
ii. Sunsets are beautiful because you know it’s the last bit of light you’ll get before the darkness descends.
iii. You were lied to all your life. This isn’t dark. It’s red and yellow and orange. It’s a bonfire. It’s the sunset. We’re your last shot of light before the darkness.
iv. I’m not the bad guy, I was just dealt a bad hand.
v. Don’t tell me this isn’t a card game when every time you’ve got the winning round.

i. This is vengeful and you’ve got a heavy hand and I don’t think you ever knew what it meant to forgive.
ii. Your pearly gates rusted over – who are you to deny me access?
iii. This is like an abandoned child hospital. Look around. They were all bright and full of life and now you’re just pushing them out to get yourself off.
iv. I never owed you anything. This was my home and you infested it. I never had a chance. You stacked the deck. The ace is always up your sleeve.
v. You’re a control freak. I have no sympathy. What did you expect? Noah built the ark. He waited it out. He won. Don’t you get it?
vi. I’m Noah.

i. You fell and now you never get any prayers. I fell and they locked me up. I should have understood sooner.
ii. “Don’t double cross me, I’m still the one with the throne. You’ve just got a bunch of clouds.”
iii. Your army steals. His manipulates.
iv. You’re no better.
v. His heart was supposed to be pure white light. Yours was supposed to be deep and dark and devastating. Mine is just red.
vi. It’s red and it’s beating and I’m alive and I got both of your worst qualities but I know how to wait out the storm.

I couldn’t sleep last night. Memories of my home in gaza kept flooding my head. The sounds of bombs had captivated my soul, repeating over and over. I remember the mangos from our trees would fall like rain from the ground shaking. I remember the poisonous candy that would fall from the airplanes in the sky to tempt kids to eat it and die within seconds of it touching their tongue. I remember the perverted smiles of the security guards at the telaviv boarder patrol when they had to ‘pat’ down me and my sister, because ofc I might have a bomb in my underwear. I remember a girl begging the officers for her to leave Gaza to get proper medication in Egypt because she had leukemia and she only had a few months left to live. I remember the smiles of the little boys who played 'doctor’ by saving their pretend dead friends while I walked to the masjid. I remember a Hamas soldier walking me home at Maghrib from the dukanna making sure no one bother me because the day before some men were throwing rocks at me. I remember seeing the fear in everyone, and yet their hearts held more love then anyone I had ever seen. I remember the beauty of their calloused hands as they told me how many bodies they had carried that day for janazaa. I remember children becoming so excited when they saw a cat because no one knew what pets were. I remember how fascinated the man at the dukanna was when I read him the ketchup label in English and he gave me four bottles for free. I remember driving down the streets that were named after the beauty of Jannah. I remember the ponds that turned into dirt. I remember the olive trees that were lit to flames. I remember the women who could build a house and take care of 15 family members. I remember 13 year old boys telling me how much they wanted to die shaheed. I remember throwing up every time I drank their tap water because my first world stomach couldn’t adapt to the poor water system that had no filter. I remember at jumma prayer the imam reminding us to pray for 'less fortunate’ countries. I remember going to the graveyard was like going to a museum. The whole city was there. I remember Gaza. Not a dream, or a nightmare. I remember it’s reality.

winter rp meme!

send a symbol, and our muses will do that winter activity together!

⛄ - building a snowman.

💢 - having a snowball fight.

❄ - catching snowflakes on your tongue.

🌀 - going sledding.

👼 - making snow angels.

🏰 - building a snow fort.

🍪 - baking cookies.

🎿 - going skiing.

💫 - going ice skating.

🍰 - decorating a gingerbread house.

🌟 - watching a hockey game.

🍵 - volunteering at a soup kitchen.

🎄 - decorating a christmas tree.

Tokyo Ghoul Re Ch. 60 Spoilers (Pt 2)

Update: The scene of Sasaki kicking over the desk is after he finds Takatsuki Sen’s place empty.

-Special Class Investigator Meeting- Cont.

They discuss Aogiri. Their number one objective is to exterminate the sole survivor of the Chinese “Red Tongue Group” Tatara. He is the second most important ghoul after the One-Eyed King.

They have stats on the important Aogiri Tree members. Torso (A), Hooguro (A+), Hakatori (A+), Ayato (SS), Takizawa (SS+) and Miza (S).

“I learned how to be big by accident.
I was 10 and I didn’t look like the other girls.
I was 10 and it was too late to turn
the kids had already learned how to wield the knives under their tongues
so I kept quiet when they spat.
I stayed soft and I forgave.
the first few popped up on my inner
thigh when I turned fourteen,
splayed out like white trees on smooth skin.
when I told my friends, they did not look proud.
I learned how to be big by accident.
a patch reached across my hips when I turned 16 and
the white rivers opened up into a delta
on my calves.
I was a landscape.
I was art.
I kept growing and they kept coming
like refugees from some falling country.
“give me your tired, your poor”
I am a city of sounds.
I will keep you safe.
I know I am supposed to feel ugly.
they all tell me that no woman should
look so well-travelled,
but they don’t know.
I am earth. I am sun and skies.
I am the high road, the low road.
I am every poem about skin.
I am a world that cannot be explored
in one day.
I am not a place for cowards.”

a love letter to my stretch marks | Caitlyn Siehl


Game: Samurai Love Ballad Party
Pairing: Saizo x MC
Rating: M/Explicit/NSFW
Summary: More smut. Except in a tree. No really. Wow I’m not good at summaries, sorry. First line is from Saizo’s Sunny Days, only instead of ‘just kidding’ following it, well……

“This way!”

“Over there—go!”

“How about we have a little fun together…as you promised we would?” Saizo’s lips graze your ear as he whispers, “If we stay here…no one will come after us.”

For a moment, you’re tempted, turning your head, and anticipating the movement, his smile catches your fearful twist, hungry and amused, but as carelessly calm as always in contrast to your own pounding heart. His kiss is searing, tongue slipping past the barrier of your lips with easy assurance, and you forget, for that critical second, that you’re up in a tree, and shift, and—


He claps a hand over your mouth to stifle the shriek, catching you cleanly around the waist as you nearly tumble off the narrow branch, bringing you both to your feet, and you’re too far from the trunk to grab it, so your hands grasp instead for a branch over your head as you watch your sandal fall down…down…

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Aardwolf (Proteles cristata)

The Aardwolf is a small, insectivorous mammal, native to East Africa and Southern Africa. The aardwolf is in the same family as the hyenas. Unlike many of its relatives in the order Carnivora, the aardwolf does not hunt large animals, or even eat meat on a regular basis; instead it eats insects, mainly termites – one aardwolf can eat about 250,000 termites during a single night by using its long, sticky tongue to capture them. The aardwolf lives in the scrublands, these are open lands covered with stunted trees and shrubs. The aardwolf is nocturnal, resting in burrows during the day and emerging at night to seek food. They have often been mistaken for solitary animals. In fact, they live as monogamous pairs with their young. The territory is marked by both sexes, as they both have developed anal glands from which they extrude a black substance that is smeared on rocks or grass stalks in 5-millimetre (0.20 in) long streaks. photo credits: Greg Hume, Animals Animals,  Phil Richardson

Snake references in Tokyo Ghoul

There have been a LOT of biblical references in the latest chapters of TG:re, especially in connection with Eto and the Book of Genesis. Eto herself refers to apples, the Forbidden Fruit, the Tree of Knowledge and the Garden of Eden (not to mention saying she’ll be Kanae’s God) just in chapter 43 alone. 

There have also been mentions of snakes/serpents throughout :re, which may also have some connection to the snake in the Creation Story, which tricks Eve into eating the forbidden fruit. Obviously the first reference of snakes was Nishiki’s ghoul alias as Serpent, although it’s hard to tell if this is symbolic or just simply because his forked bikaku looks like a serpentine tongue:

Next we saw Sasaki being represented as a Snake in his fight with the White Suits:

And now in the latest chapter, there are references of snakes in the ending scene with Eto and Kanae:

The background appears to be made up of a pretty snake-y lookin’ pattern :

I got a major sense of deja vu with this so I went back to find where I’d seen it before. I wasn’t surprised that it was in relation to Sasaki/Kaneki:

The last page of chapter 45 we see Kanae hissing like a snake. Although he can’t exactly make many noises with the whole ‘mouth being sewed shut’ deal, I don’t think it was coincidence:

Ruling Nishiki out of this for the moment, if Eto= God (with her forbidden fruit apples) and the Snake= Sasaki and Kanae, then who is Eve? 

Tsukiyama is pretty much the only person connected intimately to both Haise and Kanae. Does this maybe foreshadow Tsukiyama being ‘tempted’ by both, and having to choose between the two? Or is the snake just supposed to represent the different temptations each character has in that particular scene? Feel free to add on anything I’ve missed or your own thoughts!

Also Touka has been connected to apples and the forbidden fruit but that’s another discussion i think

The Art of Camouflage

As Monty Python pointed out so wisely way back when, the objective of practicing this art is not to be seen (don’t hide behind a bush is my suggestion) and the wonderful named satanic leaf tailed gecko (aka Uroplastus (flat tail) phantasticus) is a master of the subject. As you can see from the photo it masquerades as a dead rotting and insect nibbled leaf, hanging off trees and branches awaiting unwary insects that might fly a little too close to its jumping tongue. It is endemic (ie only found in) to eastern Madagascan forests, where it lurks amongst the canopy, hunting at night.

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