#;v: low on self esteem so you run on gasoline

[deathb1oomsarchive]

tag drop.

[fivefled]

@frcznreign​ said :    “   follow my lead.   ”   //   kissing to maintain cover prompt.

they’re in danger of being caught red-handed,   metaphorically speaking.   no one’s dead,   but the files they need haven’t finished downloading and security is approaching down the hall on their nightly rounds.   her gaze jumps from the computer’s abysmally slow progression bar and the door,   where footsteps are growing closer.   the progress bar’s holding steady at 95%,   but they don’t have the TIME for that last little bit to load.   no witnesses.   this wasn’t supposed to be an assignment that ended in more than one death,   but if the guard tries to stop them,   there’s only one way it will go.   her expression shifts from concern to a purposeful detachment,   brown eyes darkening as she takes a step towards the door to do what needs to be done,   what her instincts demanded.   no survivors.    

a hand around her upper arm stops her,   though.   she’s confused enough that when he gently pushes her back against the desk,   she doesn’t resist.   the footsteps are closer now,   just outside the door,   and she opens her mouth to tell felix that he should follow her lead,    prepared to shove past him to get to the guard.   but then his hands come to cup her cheeks,   drawing her gaze from over her shoulder to him.   time seems to still as he leans in,   slowly at first as he searches her eyes,   then at the sound of the door handle turning,   he swiftly crashes their lips together.   

the door creaks open,   but felix fills her senses to the point of no longer caring about the guard coming into the room.   she softens in his arms,   mimicking the movements of his lips as best she can while her arms snake around his neck to pull him closer.   he leans forward into her as she pulls,   making her lean backwards slightly too.   his arm reaches around her,   but higher level thinking is too lost on her in the moment to realize what he’s doing.   the guard’s flashlight beam landing on them makes them startle apart,   her muscles tensing as the man demands to know what they’re doing and comes around the desk to check on the computer.   it’s then that she notices their flash drive is missing.   the download must’ve completed.   

a glance to felix over the guard’s shoulder confirms him holding the thing;   looking for all the world like it’s some kind of trophy he’s just been awarded.   the guard,   finding nothing amiss with the computer,   shoos them away with the instructions to get a room.   faces appropriately flushed with embarrassment,   they take that as their cue to leave.   the tension she’d been holding onto finally loosens when they’ve made it down the hall to the staircase,   but her cheeks are still burning and her lips tingle oddly,   but not unpleasantly,   even as they leave the building.

[moralscarred-blog]

Tag Drop

[handsbloodiedmoved]

new tag drop part one ( jude’s tags and verses )

[pastchased]

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐋 𝐒𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 ?

fresh linen 

key words  :  refreshing  ,  wit  ,  humor  .

you are a relaxing person to be around and leave a positive impression on almost everybody you interact with  !   you're always sending the funniest memes in the group chat and when you really like someone you can talk to them for hours on end  .

compatible with :  fresh linen  ,  grass   &    rain  ,  rosewater  .

tagged by :  @mournaire​  ty wifey <3

tagging :  idk i feel like a bother so anyone really  ! 

[chasingrainbcws]

[eleanormatilda]

@theimpalpable / sam & danny.

      To those who know her best, it’s obvious what she’s been up to -- to those who would claim to possess any inkling of her character, they’d wager she had been up to no good -- both are most likely correct as Len is currently busy attempting to gather up a buzz, if only to numb the -- well, current numbness... Somehow within all that supposed tranquility, he is alive after all, there’s nothing but bitter anguish. He doesn’t remember her, he can’t -- He’s gone. Everything they had: GONE. It was all written in his eyes, confusion, utter bewilderment...’who the hell are you??’ No sense of recognition, no sense of her name laced against his tongue...she’s back at square one, alone. And to an extent, she’s tumultuously toppled deeper down the rabbit hole... An unfamiliar presence dares enter the room. Samuel is fast asleep. Eleanor lies with back upon the cool tiled floor. She grants only a single glance before gaze is cast upward at the ceiling.           “I really ought to fire my new guard staff... There will be no questions, thank you. See yourself out.” she snaps, believing this intruder to be nothing more than a mere journalist.

[faerune]

"for fun" + vera?

What’s their room look like right now? I’m gunna go with Johnny and Vera’s room since everyone knows what V’s canon room looks like. It’s in the back of their trailer - tons of pillows and soft sheets and at least two blankets - big and also very soft. Their bed is never made. Ash tray on Vera’s bedside table with a half-empty pack of smokes and some bubblegum. Pistol in the drawer with a [redacted]. Johnny’s side table has got a couple stray notebooks and pencils to scribble with. Probably a guitar pick lost in the crevices of the bed. Maybe a book or two.

What are they like as a friend? Loyal! Vera is incredibly loyal and supportive with her friends. She’d do anything for them - especially during the game where she’s like well fuck I’m going to die anyway I might as well make someone happy. She’s an extrovert so she just...thrives off of being around the people she loves. Vera has to have a community or she gets heartachingly lonely.

What are they like as a partner? Teasing, affectionate and h*rny. She’s clingy and jealous and loves being around them. While she’s interested in them at least. Her affections are very...flighty in most relationships. She’s just bad at them. Doesn’t share her feelings very well, blows off dates and texts and calls, and also is attracted to uh...not great people lmao. But still, she’s loyal just like she is with her friends and would do anything for her partner. Vera just tends to throw herself all in and then almost...wear herself out esp if someone else doesn’t do the same. Queen of Honeymoon Phase and then bailing lmao.

Vera also doesn’t know how to flirt/do affection if it’s not teasing and roasting someone.

Do they have any phobias? Clowns! Almost shit herself during Send in the Clowns. 0/10. 

Did/do they go anywhere special for vacations? sgkjsdkgj no. Vera’s never been on a vacation besides moving to Atlanta for a couple years after her mom died.

Your character walks into a cafe. What do they order? Something awfully sugary that will rot your teeth! Vera is a fiend for sugar. Black coffee who? We don’t know her.

What time do they go to bed, usually? Suuuper late. 3am or 4am?

What’s their morning routine like? Morning sex, shower, breakfast, dressed + make up + hair, meet with Panam to see what needs to be done today (Vera kind of settles into a number to/hand of Panam position, just wants to carry her weight).

What’s the dumbest thing your character’s done? Dating her brain parasite. Storm Arasaka and rob them...twice. Let a god-like AI have access to one of the most powerful corporation’s mainframe. Just....so many bad decisions.

What pokemon would your character be Fire/fairy!!!

What’s their pokemon team? Try to pick all 6. All I know is she would definitely have a little Torchick! Also a Snubbul.

Theme song (and a playlist if you’ve got it!) Unfortunately, Gasoline by Halsey kind of fucks when applied to Vera. 

Are you deranged like me? Are you strange like me? Lighting matches just to swallow up the flame like me? Do you call yourself a fucking hurricane like me?

You can't wake up, this is not a dream You're part of a machine, you are not a human being With your face all made up, living on a screen Low on self esteem, so you run on gasoline"

Also, I definitely do have a playlist for her but I’m ashamed of how goofy it is so it stays private (for now). 

If this character was in a musical, what would their motif be (what kind of instruments do you hear, what’s the tempo, ect). Oh boy, I’m so uneducated about music but I’d say something really light and fast - piano and violin that also takes a moment to slow down and get a bit darker and more sad.

[frozenloyalty]

Continued from @evilspicer

  “What? Would you rather I kiss them better like I’m your mother?”

Shuang didn’t know what he’d expected, he knew his hands where freezing cold, especially without his gloves on. He gently ran his hand over the worst of the burns, forming a layer of ice over them to keep them cool.

  “.....Be more careful next time.”

[rpandthangs]

" i'm sorry you weren't truly loved and that made you cruel " ►

click to view ⇥ character blurb and requests

you should see me in a crown

"Bite my tongue, bide my time, Wearing a warning sign, Wait 'til the world is mine, Visions I vandalize, Cold in my kingdom size, Fell for these ocean eyes. / Count my cards, watch them fall, Blood on a marble wall, I like the way they all - Scream, Tell me which one is worse, Living or dying first, Sleeping inside a hearse, I don't dream."

gasoline

"Are you insane like me? Been in pain like me? Bought a hundred dollar bottle of champagne like me? Just to pour that motherfucker down the drain like me? Would you use your water bill to dry the stain like me? / Are you high enough without the Mary Jane like me? Do you tear yourself apart to entertain like me? Do the people whisper 'bout you on the train like me? Saying that you shouldn't waste your pretty face like me? / And all the people say You can't wake up, this is not a dream You're part of a machine, you are not a human being With your face all made up, living on a screen Low on self esteem, so you run on gasoline / I think there's a flaw in my code These voices won't leave me alone / Are you deranged like me? Are you strange like me? Lighting matches just to swallow up the flame like me? Do you call yourself a fucking hurricane like me? Pointing fingers 'cause you'll never take the blame like me?"

what kind of man

"Always been like my mother Now I act like my father Asked myself in the mirror "Tell me, what kind of man are ya?" 'Cause growing up is a crossroad Of what bloodline to follow When the truth rings so hollow / Then what kind of man are ya? Tell me what kind of man turned you into who you are? What kind of man are ya? And what kind of man made you think that you're a god? What kind of man are ya?"

heartless

"Never need a bitch, I'm what a bitch need Tryna find the one that can fix me I've been dodging death in the six-speed Amphetamine got my stummy feeling sickly / 'Cause I'm heartless And I'm back to my ways 'cause I'm heartless All this money and this fame got me heartless Low life for life 'cause I'm heartless"

fire up the night

"I listen to lonely boy in a lonely world And yes I know it's true I close my eyes and I find you And the dirty little things we'd do / In the middle of the night, when I dream of getting you Grab my hairs going crazy thinking what I'd do to you I'd rip off all your clothes as I'm breaking down the door I'd make you beg for more as I pin you to the floor"

hate me

"I have to block out thoughts of you so I don't lose my head They're crawling like a cockroach leaving babies in my bed Dropping little reels of tape to remind me that I'm alone Playing movies in my head that make a porno feel like home There's a burning in my pride, A nervous bleeding in my brain / Hate me in ways, Yeah, ways hard to swallow"

[reliquariism-blog]

                        “ These voices - they just ...                         won’t leave me alone. ”

[livsch4se]

And all the people say You can't wake up, this is not a dream You're part of a machine, you are not a human being With your face all made up, living on a screen Low on self esteem, so you run on gasoline

[sorcxrxss-blog]

Friendly reminder that Tara frequently gets into arguments with her cat, spell book, and other things that a normal person would not be having conversations with, let alone arguments.

[lcnniie-blog1]

"That outfit would look great in a crumpled heap on my bedroom floor tomorrow morning." (I'm crying with all of these lmao; from Sam, obvs)

@theimpalpable. ❤️️

           Ask and you shall receive. However, rather than loving and affectionate sparkle in her eyes, there’s a bit of irritation. They’d only just ‘made-up’ after one of their more epic arguments, which left Len not as interested in the naked endeavor as she may have been...however, something within her achy heart decided such a bold movement on her part was not only appropriate but, desired. Leer lingers as she enables him to step forward, but she holds up index finger in warning and wait. -- “No. Tonight? Tonight you don’t get to touch. You may look, but you do not get to touch.” her voice is laced with certainty and sternness. --- And yet, and she recognizes that he knows as well, she cannot stay too angry with him for long, always cognizant that such a bitter thing is what kept her parents from having a happy marriage...and this...whatever it was that she has with Samuel? She knows deserves more than going to bed tempered over something meager comparatively to bigger picture.       Len closes her eyes, sighs deeply, huffs outwardly through nostrils before drawing gaze upon him once more, she then motions for him to come closer, and she too saunters boldly forward, within that gesture, she rests temple to his chest and presses against him, yearning for his strong arms to embrace her.           “Don’t.” she snaps, knowing full well to expect sarcastic commentary on his part. “Just hold me.” she insists, burrowing face against him. 

[pepper---chase]

and all the people say  you can’t wake up this is not a dream you’re part of the machine you are not a human being

with your face all made up living on a screen low on self-esteem so you run on gasoline

oh, i think there’s a flaw in my code oh, these voices won’t leave me alone

[annalynnaeus]

Lymond playlist

Because this is my life now

Link here: 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WX1j0sgNhs4&list=PLTcxkqgFNIFFfR0CQnR2woOkTM0TKdBd5

Index and annotations below the cut

So this is organized with roughly 3 songs per book.

Game of Kings:

Garbage, Cherry Lips (about Lymond, obviously)

She gave you everything she had But she was young and dumb She'd just turned twenty-one She didn't care to hang around So when the shit came down Why she was nowhere to be found

You hold a candle in your heart You shine the light on hidden parts You make the whole world want to dance You bought yourself a second chance

Johnny Cash, God's gonna cut you down (justice comes for a few people in book one...)

You can run on for a long time Run on for a long time Run on for a long time Sooner or later God'll cut you down Sooner or later God'll cut you down Well, you may throw your rock and hide your hand Workin' in the dark against your fellow man But as sure as God made black and white What's down in the dark will be brought to the light

Celtic Woman, The Voice (IDEK...I just like this song, and wanted to find a place for it. The fixation on national spirit and history might actually fit better with Oonagh. But I think GoK does have kind of a theme of history following cycles, and wheels of luck, sacrifice for a nation, and so on)

I am the voice in the wind and the pouring rain I am the voice of your hunger and pain I am the voice that always is calling you I am the voice, I will remain... I am the voice of the past that will always be Filled with my sorrow and blood in my fields I am the voice of the future Bring me your peace Bring me your peace and my wounds, they will heal

Queens Play

Gaelic Storm, Johnny Tarr -- (This is totally about Thady Boy-- a fictional narrative about a fictional Irish stereotype)

Lemme tell you a little story about a man named Johnny Tarr He was a hard drinking son of a preacher, always at the bar Lager from the tap or shots of Paddy from the shelf He could open his throttle and throw back a bottle as quick as the devil himself ... Johnny Tarr! ... Even if you say it yourself, you wouldn't believe, And I wouldn't trust a person like me, if I were you I wasn't there, I swear I have an alibi I heard it from a man who knows a fella who says it's true!

Dua Lipa, New Rules-- (Poor Robin Stewart. Though this could also work for Jerrott, and many other characters in Lymond’s orbit).

One, don't pick up the phone You know he's only calling 'cause he's drunk and alone Two, don't let him in You'll have to kick him out again Three, don't be his friend You know you're gonna wake up in his bed in the morning And if you're under him You ain't getting over him

Ladytron, Destroy Everything you Touch (Lymond, obviously. You know the quote I’m thinking of.)

You only have to look behind you At who's underlined you Destroy everything you touch today Destroy me this way Everything you touch you don't feel Do not know what you steal

The Disorderly Knights

Broken Bells, The Ghost Inside (Oonagh. Watch the music video...the lyrics aren’t super literal, but I think this song is very appropriate for her)

Just like a whiskey bottle drained on the floor She got no future, just a life to endure This good samaritan is shaking her hand Too late to leave here now, the songs in the can

Nickelback, How You Remind Me (So this is down as my Gabriel song. On paper, really sweet and catchy, but then you start to wonder if something so straightforward might be a little...fake)

This is how you remind me Of what I really am It's not like you to say sorry I was waiting on a different story This time I'm mistaken For handing you A heart worth breaking

Lorde, Loveless (JOLETA. This is normally part two of a two part song, but THIS PART IS JOLETA

Bet you wanna rip my heart out Bet you wanna skip my calls now Well guess what? I like that ‘Cause I’m gonna mess your life up Gonna wanna tape my mouth shut Look out, lovers

Pawn in Frankincense

Moby, Lift Me Up (I don’t have much justification for this song, other than that I like it, and wanted more male artists, and it kind of felt right here)

Plain talking (plain talking) Making us bold (making us bold) So strung out and cold (strung out and cold) Feeling so old (feeling so old)

Halsey, Gasoline (This song is for both Lymond AND Marthe. Favorite song in this playlist. The entire playlist could really just be this song, over and over again. I could write a whole essay connecting this song to the plot of PoF)

Are you insane like me? Been in pain like me? Bought a hundred dollar bottle of champagne like me? Just to pour that motherfucker down the drain like me?... Do the people whisper 'bout you on the train like me? Saying that you shouldn't waste your pretty face like me?... Low on self esteem, so you run on gasoline I think there's a flaw in my code These voices won't leave me alone Well my heart is gold and my hands are cold

Beats Antique, Rising Tide (Philippa, to some extent. I was a little tempted to use this song in GoK for Christian Stewart, instead, swapping it with the Johnny Cash, but the beginning of the playlist was already dominated by female vocalists. And I think it kind of does work for Philippa at the end of PoF, going back home to her old life, leaving behind these bizarre and horrible experiences, she’s changed and Flaws Valley is still the same.)

You're an ocean of a girl Surrounding a world with a blackening tide You know that the coming storm is going to be a crazy ride With your alters made of bones The aftermath of disposable wings... I would write you a song that sounds like A faded photograph of your favorite night Just a little something to remember me by

The Ringed Castle

Alice Merton, No Roots (This doesn’t need much explanation)

I like digging holes and hiding things inside them When I'll grow old, I hope I won't forget to find them 'Cause I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night I build a home and wait for someone to tear it down Then pack it up in boxes, head for the next town running... And a thousand times I've seen this road A thousand times I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground

Barns Courtney, Glitter and Gold (again, doesn’t need much explanation...)

Do you walk in the valley of kings? Do you walk in the shadow of men Who sold their lives to a dream? Do you ponder the manner of things In the dark The dark, the dark, the dark

Guster, Fa Fa (Ringed Castle just speaks for itself, doesn’t it)

Go and run through the hallways, and find your way to the door You will end up like always, back where you were before Can you look in the mirror, wish you were somebody else But it's still your reflection, you and no one else You were always saying something, you swear you'd never say again

Checkmate

Elefant, Misfit (Lymond and Philippa, to some extent. Also I like the song.)

Tell me your name, tell me your story Cause I'm into it, runnin' through life like a misfit

Sia, Alive (this whole song...)

I had a one-way ticket to a place where all the demons go Where the wind don't change And nothing in the ground can ever grow No hope, just lies And you're taught to cry into your pillow But I survived

Garbage, When I grow up (could have also fit in the GoK section)

When I grow up I'll be stable When I grow up I'll turn the tables... Don't take offense Better make amends Rip it all to shreds and let it go

Additional songs I thought of, but scrapped:

Game of Kings Bad Reputation, Joan Jett I don't give a damn 'Bout my reputation I've never been afraid of any deviation An' I don't really care If ya think I'm strange I ain't gonna change

Joanna Newsom, The Things I Say If I have the space of half a day I'm ashamed of half the things I say I'm ashamed to have turned out this way And I desire to make amends But it don't make no difference, now And no one's listening, anyhow And lists of sins and solemn vows Don't make you any friends There's an old trick played When the light and the wine conspire To make me think I'm fine I'm not, but I have got half a mind To maybe get there, yet

America, Sandman (for Jerrott, or Richard) Ain't it foggy outside All the planes have been grounded Ain't the fire inside? Let's all go stand around it Funny, I've been there And you've been here And we ain't had no time to drink that beer 'Cause I understand you've been running from the man... Ain't the years gone by fast I suppose you have missed them Oh, I almost forgot to ask Did you hear of my enlistment? Funny, I've been there And you've been here And we ain't had no time to drink that beer

Queens play Blink 182 What's my age again "And that's about the time she walked away from me, no one likes you when you're twenty-three..."

Jessica Hernandez and the Deltas, Picture me with you (the bisexual anthem, lol) "I've been sleeping with your girlfriend. I' ve been sleeping in her bed. Don't picture me dead Picture me with you... I've been sleeping with your boyfriend. I' ve been sleeping in his bed. Don't picture me dead Picture me with you..."

Ringed Castle Joanna Newsom, Good Intentions Paving Company "Twenty miles left to the show Hello, my old country, Hello Stars are just beginning to appear And I have never, in my life Before been here"

Checkmate Metric, Satellite Mind "Hold it I'm about to drop off Let me tell you my last thought Drift into a deep fog Lost where I forgot to hold it I can feel you most when I'm alone"

Joanna Newsom, Leaving the City "I believe in you Do you believe in me? What do you want to do? Are we leaving the city? On the black road Through the gold fields While the fiends are plowed Towards what we are allowed"