transparent-hand

7

Just a handful of scans of some of my favorite pics in the coloring book. These are transparent by the way, which means you can take after me and color them digitally! Just figured that since I’m going to such trouble to do this, I might as well share them with all of you. Use them as you wish and enjoy!

More: [2]

Aries: Told You So

I know you like
When I admit that I was wrong and you were right
At least I try
To keep my cool when I’m thrown into a fire
And they go

I hate to say I told you so
But they love to say they told me so
I hate to say I told you so
They love to say they told me

Taurus: Hard Times

All that I want
Is to wake up fine
Tell me that I’m alright
That I ain’t gonna die
All that I want
Is a hole in the ground
You can tell me when it’s alright
For me to come out

Hard times
Gonna make you wonder why you even try
Hard times
Gonna take you down and laugh when you cry
These lives
And I still don’t know how I even survive
Hard times

Gemini: 26

Hold onto hope if you got it
Don’t let it go for nobody
They say that dreaming is free
I wouldn’t care what it cost me

Reality will break your heart
Survival will not be the hardest part
It’s keeping all your hopes alive
All the rest of you has died
So let it break your heart

Cancer: Pool

I’m underwater
With no air in my lungs
My eyes are open
I’m done giving up
You are the wave
I could never tame
If I survive
I’ll dive back in

As if the first blood didn’t thrill enough
I went further out to see what else was left of us
Never found the deep end of our little ocean
Drain the fantasy of you
Headfirst into shallow pools

Leo: Idle Worship

Oh, it’s such a long and awful lonely fall
Down from this pedestal that you keep putting me on
What if I fall on my face?
What if I make a mistake?
If it’s okay a little grace would be appreciated
Remember how we used to like ourselves?
What little light that’s left, we need to keep it sacred
I know that you’re afraid to let all the dark escape ya
But we could let the light illuminate these hopeless places

Just let me let you down

Hey, baby I’m not your superhuman
And if that’s what you want
I hate to let you down
I got your hopes up
Now I got you hoping
But I’m gonna be the one that let you down

Virgo: Forgiveness

Don’t you go and get it twisted
Forgiving is not forgetting
Don’t you go and get it twisted
Forgiving is not forgetting
No, it’s not forgetting
No, I’ll never forget it, no

And you, you want forgiveness
(I can barely hang on to myself)
But I, I can’t give you that
(I can’t give you, I can’t give you that)
And you, you want forgiveness
(I’m afraid that I’ll have nothing left)
But I, I just can’t do it yet
(I can’t do, I just can’t do it yet)

Libra: Fake Happy

And if I go out tonight, dress up my fears
You think I’ll look alright with these mascara tears?
See I’m gonna draw my lipstick wider than my mouth
And if the lights are low they’ll never see me frown

If I smile with my teeth
Bet you believe me
If I smile with my teeth
I think I believe me

Oh please don’t ask me how I’ve been
Don’t make me play pretend
Oh no, oh oh what’s the use?
Oh please, I bet everybody here is fake happy too

Scorpio: Grudges

Time is a bastard I won’t break my neck to get around it
But aren’t we so brave to give up a fight
And let the years go by without us
‘Cause now I feel you by my side
And I don’t even care if it’s been a while
I can feel that we’ve changed and we’re better this way

Stop asking why
Why we had to waste so much time
Well, we just pick up, pick up and start again
'Cause we can’t keep holding on to grudges

Sagittarius: No Friend

Another thorny field to scatter fruitless seed,
Another song that runs too long god knows no one needs
More misguided ghosts, more transparent hands
To drop a nickel in our basket and we’ll do our riot!

Dance beneath another burning sky,
Behind our painted lips
In scores of catatonic smile-covered ankle-bitten ships
So throw your pedestal of stone in the forgetful sea
As protection from the paper-thin perfection
You project on me

Capricorn: Tell Me How

Think I’m tired of getting over it
Just starting something new again
I’m getting sick of the beginnings
And always coming to your defences
I guess it’s good to get it off my chest
I guess I can’t believe I haven’t yet
You know I got my own convictions
And they’re stronger than any addiction
But no one’s winning
[…]
You keep me up with your silence
Take me down with your quiet
Of all the weapons you fight with
Your silence is the most violent

Aquarius: Caught in the Middle

I can’t think of getting old
It only makes me want to die
And I can’t think of who I was
'Cause it just makes me want to cry, cry, cry
Can’t look back, can’t look too far ahead
I got the point, I got the message
[…]
I was dreaming life away
All the while just going blind
Can’t see the forest for the trees
Behind the lids of my own eyes
Nostalgia’s cool, but it won’t help me now
A dream is good, if you don’t wear it out
[…]
No, I don’t need no help
I can sabotage me by myself

Pisces: Rose-Colored Boy

Just let me cry a little bit longer
I ain’t gon’ smile if I don’t want to
Hey, man, we all can’t be like you
I wish we were all rose-colored too
My rose-colored boy

Leave me here a little bit longer
I think I wanna stay in the car
I don’t want anybody seeing me cry now
You say “We gotta look on the bright side”
I say “Well maybe if you wanna go blind”
You say my eyes are getting too dark now
But boy, you ain’t ever seen my mind

instagram

🌪 Silver pigment 🌪 

 by scentedslimebyamy on IG 

No Friend lyrics

Another brick red room

Another black-top town

Another misspelled band burning their own houses down

Another pinebox tune to fill the cemetery day

Another stay, a touch of orange over purgatory grey

Another thorny field to scatter seed

Another song that runs too long

God knows no one needs more misguided ghosts,

More transparent hands to drop a nickel in our basket

And we’ll do our riot! dance

Beneath another burning sky, behind our painted lips in

Behind our painted lips in scares of catatonic smile covered ankle-bitten ships

So throw your pedestal of stone in the forgetful sea 

As protection from the paper thin perfection you project on me

When this repetition ends behind the window shades,

A semi-conscious sorrow sleeping in the bed I made

That most unrestful bed, that most original of sins

And you’ll say that’s what I get when I let ambition win

Again I’d hate to let you down

So I’ll let the waters rise and drown my dull reflection in the naive expectation in your eyes

Back in a cast-bit part

Back when I felt most free

I had a butcher’s heart and no one thought they knew me

So before the regiment resumes

Before their dreaded sun appears

My driver’s waiting

So let’s make one point crystal clear:

You see a flood-lit form

I see a shirt design

I’m no savior of yours and you’re no friend of mine

I see myself in the reflection of people’s eyes

Realizing what they see may not be even close to the image I see in myself

And I think I might actually be more afraid

I feel like they know the story

I saw a bear floating in the river and thought it was a fur coat

Twelve years ago, I stood on the shore

Jumped in and grabbed the coat

And the river is rushing toward a waterfall

And my friend stood at the shore and shouted to let go of the coat

And swim back to land

I let go of the coat but the coat won’t let go of me

In any case please let me know if there’s more I can give you

If nothing comes of it, then just know we are grateful.


EDIT: cd booklet lyrics

instagram

https://www.instagram.com/p/BUyMjsHAWTI/

anonymous asked:

Omega!Kylo arrives to the Finalizer for the first time. Alpha!Hux expected many things, already exasperated with the person that he has been forced to share the ship with but he never expected the Omega to be a mother already, bringing his baby son with him. Kylo´s mate died (or was killed by Kylo himself) and Hux doesn´t know what to do, his alpha´s intincts tell him to protect and fight for the omega, cuz Alpha!Phasma is doting on Kylo and his son.

There have been rumours about the new Master of the Knights of Ren, but Hux has been reluctant to believe any of them, wanting to everything learn about his new co-commander for himself.

Some say that Kylo Ren is an alpha, some say he’s a beta. There’s talk of his heritage, whispers of his possible relation to Vader himself and repute about his power.

And as Hux stands waiting for the infamous Master Ren to disembark his grand shuttle, all the rumours that’ve spread themselves around the Finalizer over the last few weeks spring to Hux’s mind until he’s managed to convince himself that Master Ren is an alpha like him, come to challenge him in every manner of his position.

The shuttle’s ramp lowers slowly, hydraulics releasing smoke that fans around them and Kylo Ren emerges from the fog, his silhouette cutting through the rising smoke with a sharp offence. He’s clad entirely in black, though Hux is surprised to find such youthfulness on his face; he’s sure he’s heard rumours of Kylo wearing a mask. Soft, black hair, plush pink lips, a strong body that’s perfectly accentuated by his robes.

That, and the piece of dark material that’s wrapped around his chest, holding a sleeping baby inside.

Hux gawks, eyes wide and lips parted. The child is no older than six months; their face still chubby and a tuft of dark hair peaks out from the sling.

But Kylo’s scent is like nothing Hux has ever smelt before; it’s strong but sweet, as though designed to entice others close but fierce enough to be threatened to ward others away.

Master Ren is an omega, and he’s a mother to that baby.

“General Hux, I’m presuming,” Kylo says, and Hux is a little startled, too lost in his own thoughts to realise that they’re now face-to-face.

“Master Kylo Ren,” Hux replies, noting how the omega’s right arm is subconsciously curling around the baby’s shape in the sling. “Welcome on board the Finalizer. Indeed, I am General Hux, your co-commander, it would seem.”

“I have important instructions from the Supreme Leader but before we begin, I’d very much like to be shown to my quarters.”

Kylo glances down to his baby and then straight back up to Hux, his hand rubbing across the curve of the sling, adjusting the child’s weight.

“Of course. I shall personally escort you. This way,” Hux turns on his heel, watching out of the corner of his eye as Kylo follows, droids boarding the shuttle and collecting crates and bags from the cargo hold.

The silence between them makes Hux a little uncomfortable, but he’s surprised to find that Kylo falls into step beside him, keeping up with him; no being less than an alpha would dare to walk at his pace. Already, Kylo is incredibly different from all other betas and omegas that Hux has met, and he’s completely intrigued.

The baby makes a soft whining sound but Kylo quickly hushes him, his hand moving inside the wrap to calm him. Hux watches peripherally, amazed that a Knight so strong with such an aura of mystery around him could possibly be motherly and be gentle–

“I’ll leave you to get settled,” Hux says, halting in front of a door. “A comlink and a datapad are waiting inside for you with everything you could need installed on there.”

“My thanks,” Kylo says, looking at the door. “I’ll get acquainted with the ship’s schedule and layout as quickly as possible.”

“Excellent. I shall leave it to you to contact me once you wish to meet and discuss the Supreme Leader’s business. We have excellent nanny droids on board–”

“No! No. He stays with me,” Kylo almost growls, and Hux almost wants to take a step back. “He doesn’t leave my sight. Snoke is happy with my choice, before you think of informing him of it. Is that clear?”

Hux blinks, mouth agape, feeling as though he shouldn’t be surprised by an omega’s protectiveness over their pup, but Kylo’s eyes are blazing with hatred.

“Transparently,” Hux says, hands held behind his back.

Kylo huffs, but the baby stirs, erupting into a distressed cry before Kylo has the chance to quietly calm him. Whilst still standing in the middle of the corridor, Kylo lifts his pup from inside the wrap and holds him in his arms, rocking him and hushing him, repeating ‘it’s okay’ over and over again; Hux watches in awe.

“General, sir.”

Hux turns to see Captain Phasma standing behind them, helmet under her arm, something held in her outstretched hand.

“Captain. What is it?”

“You dropped the keycard to Master Ren’s rooms on the way up,” she says, handing it to him, and it’s now that Hux notes a black bag in her other hand. “And I thought it best to bring the child’s bag up before the droids begin hassling you. Sir.”

Kylo takes the bag with a shy smile at her, nodding in thanks. Hux rolls his eyes but swipes the door open, confused by his reaction. Nonetheless, Kylo steps inside his new chambers, his child wailing, and Phasma follows him…And Hux is quick behind her.

“Is there anything I can fetch for you, sir? Perhaps some food for him?” Phasma asks, her voice softer than Hux has ever heard her speak.

Clearly, he thinks, his feelings of being threatened by Kylo’s presence were wrong. Phasma’s presence around the omega and the pup–both of whom Hux has just met–is making his blood boil and his heartbeat thrum loudly in his ears.

“He’s just tired,” Kylo says when he sits down on the plush couch, rooting through the bag that Phasma handed to him to find a pacifier, pulling it out with a blue blanket.

“Ah, space travel can take its toll on infants,” Phasma says, nodding. “I’ve read that keeping them swaddled during the journey can quell their irritability.”

Kylo chuckles, smiles, and Hux feels his knees weaken.

“I’ll remember that,” Kylo looks up at her. “Thank you. Captain.”

“It’s Christine, Master Ren,” she salutes, and he nods. “I look forward to becoming more acquainted with you and your son. Remember to allow yourself time to rest.”

With the baby now suckling happily on his pacifier and drifting off to sleep in his mother’s arms, Phasma turns and leaves, making sure to hold Hux’s sharp gaze for as long as she can before it breaks. There’s fire between them; a competitor’s blaze.

“If that’s all, General, I’d appreciate it I was given some privacy,” Kylo says, rocking the baby but making sure that he’s cuddled close to his chest, sleeping softly.

Hux’s hand twitches, imagining what it’d be like to touch Kylo’s skin, to tuck his dark hair behind his ear to kiss his cheek, to earn his trust to be allowed near his beautiful pup.

“Of course, Ren,” Hux says, hiding his thoughts. “Contact me once you’re ready to discuss business, with your son among our company, of course.”

Hux turns, chest feeling a little colder as he walks away.

“Hux.”

He stops dead, turns. Kylo still looks fierce and soft, like a poisonous flower, a deadly venom with a sweet and enticing scent.

“It’s going to take a lot for me to even consider trusting alphas again,” Kylo says, kissing the top of his baby’s head. “So I suggest your courting goes beyond secretive thoughts about kissing me. The same for your Captain. I am no prize, and should you think of me in that way then, trust me, I won’t hesitate to do what I must.”

Hux swallows, suddenly finding himself thinking of how Kylo came to be a single parent, alpha-less.

“I shall do my best to prove myself to you, Kylo.”

“We shall see, Armitage.”

Hux smirks, bows before the omega with a dipped head to show respect, before turning and leaving, but not before he hears Kylo make a content hum; a sound that’s known amongst omegas to mean the acceptance of a courtship.