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slothrusts · 7 years ago

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Hey @taylorswift ! Since you made a playlist for us, I thought I’d make one for you. Music is my life, I even study it at school, and my favorite thing about music is songwriting (which is probably why I love you so much). Lyrics are the most important part of a song to me, but soundscapes are also really rad. So here’s 19 songs that I adore, both lyrically and sonically, and hope that you will also like! @taylornation and fellow swifties feel free to listen in as well :)

Also, Taylor, look beneath the Read More for the track listing and me talking about each song like I know what I’m talking about lol

1.) Lit Me Up- Brand New

This is the best opening song of all opening songs. Brand New has created such an interesting soundscape and feel with the whole Science Fiction Album. It’s creepy, but great. Taylor I feel like you’d really enjoy some of the binaural action going on.

2.) Turn Out the Lights- Julien Baker @julienbaker

Julien Baker is one of THE BEST lyricists I have ever found (besides you of course Tay). Everything she writes is heart-wrenching and beautiful and I love it. I mean, come on “When I turn out the lights/there’s no one left/between myself and me” (lyk if u cri evrytim). This is a single from her forthcoming album by the same name and I highly recommend you listen to her debut Sprained Ankle cause damn is it good.

3.) Horseshoe Crab- Slothrust

This song is a trip man. Slothrust (its Sloth-rust not Slo-thrust fyi) is this cool little rock/jazz/blues band from Brooklyn that I ADORE. Leah writes some outlandish but still poignant af lyrics. Notably: “Sometimes I feel like I’m a sea horse/Sometimes I think that I’m a horseshoe crab/I don’t have anything in common with myself/Except that I came from the sea just like everyone else did”

4.) Ready to Go- Hurts @adam-hurts

Suggested activity while listening to this song is dancing because damn it’s a certifiable BOP.

5.) Queen- Flint Eastwood @flinteastwooddetroit

You’ve probably never seen these guys play live but Jax Anderson is a hype beast like no other and can get a crowd full of people who have never heard her music to sing and jump along like they’re the headliners. The chorus gets u going and I think that reputation era Taylor would appreciate “I’m a queen not a soldier”

6.) I Forgive No One- Citizen

While I’m not sure if this genre/sound is your thing Taylor, it does remind me a lot of the whole reputation era mindset. “I forgive no one for anything/I forgive no one for what can change”

7.) Moonshine- Lights @lightsalot

Another great bop about staying up late and partying. Also Lights wrote and drew an entire comic book series to go along with this concept album?? How fucking cool is that?? It reminds a bit of New Romantics in the attitude of “who gives a shit lets go party anyway!!”

8.) Sunshine Type- Turnover @turnoverva

Turnover is my go-to feel good band. This song actually sounds like the way sunshine feels. “I was thinking that you could love a song that I hate/I’d still play it for you”.

9.) Separate- Pvris @thisispvris

I’d imagine that swimming underneath an iceberg sounds like this song. Pvris (pronounced like Paris not p-virus or puh-vris) makes some super spooky but beautiful things. And can we talk about “There’s always been a disconnect/Running from my heart to my head/And no it’s never made much sense” as well as “Pull away the world from me I don’t mind/As long as they don’t separate you from me I’ll be fine”. It’s almost the opposite of Clean, but in a good way. This entire album has got some killer outros btw.

10.) Burn it Down- Daughter

Elena Tonra from Daughter is SUCH a GREAT lyricist. You, her, and Julien are probably the best lyricists that I know of honestly. Plus, her, Remi, and Igor as a band make some DOPE soundscapes that you can get actually physically lost in. “Always said I was a good kid/Always said I had a way with words/Never knew I could be speechless/Don’t know how I’ll ever break this curse”. They wrote this album for a video game soundtrack, but the one before this one Not to Disappear is lyrically so powerful I cry every time I see them live lol.

11.) Trainwreck- Banks

Banks is a bad ass bitch and I think you and her would get along swimmingly. Also perhaps invite her to sing this with you on the rep tour?? (hint hint wink wink) “Born to take care of you, or I thought so/Maybe it was just a phase” It’s like an updated more sonically banging Dear John imo

12.) Helicopter- Deerhunter

Back on the soundscape train Deerhunter just sounds cool as shit. The lyrics to this one are story-based and talk about some guy who was a victim of human trafficking. BUT Bradford Cox makes it sound cerebral and plucky.

13.) Deadcrush- alt-J

I love this song cause it has the coolest premise. It’s about the Dead Crushes of the band members. So like, dead people that the band members admire. The crushes are Anne Boleyn and Lee Miller. I particularly enjoy the music video for this song which is weird as all hell. The pulsing beat that drives this song is something that I think you would appreciate, Taylor. This is one of the songs where it feels more like the words are meant to be a part of a music rather than their own separate piece if that makes sense.

14.) SGL- Now, Now @nownowband

SGL stands for “Shot Gun Lover” and holy heck does this lyrically resemble some of your stuff! Sign me the fuck up for “Starry-eyed/I was young and undone/But I could’ve died/With you there in the sun”. I’ve been listening to this band for almost as long as I’ve listened to you but they recently got a more pop sound and I am LIVING for it

15.) Lose Myself- From Indian Lakes @fromindianlakes

I saw on your playlist that you like Cigarettes After Sex and so I thought you might also enjoy the recent stuff by From Indian Lakes. This is the kind of song you listen to when driving home from a date. Ponder closely, “Am I the worm on a lover’s hook/And now I’m right where I’m supposed to be/But something still feels wrong with me”

16.) You and I (stripped version)- Pvris

Pvris gets to be on here twice cause they are that good sorry but I don’t make the rules (wait yes I do). The lyrics here also remind me of you and how we all just have way too many feelings and our best shot at figuring things out is through writing about them. You and I is about a love that’s not working but that is still desperately wanted, “I know it’s cold when we’re apart/And I hate to feel this die/But you can’t give me what I want/Just give it time”. Listen to this stripped version to hear how beautiful and lilting Lynn’s voice is and listen to the full band version to hear how much of a powerhouse her voice can be.

17.) Jesus Christ- Brand New

Yes another Brand New song. You know why? Cause they are also fucking amazing. Taylor, I recommend you listen to this song while lying in your bed staring up at the ceiling and thinking “How the hell did I get here, and how the hell am I gonna leave?” (here can be anywhere, your hotel room, you home, this universe). The next time you read a shitty headline about you in a tabloid think about the lyrics, “We all got wood and nails/And we turn out hate in factories/We all got wood and nails/And we sleep inside of this machine”

18.) Townie- Mitski @whoismitski

“I want a love that falls as fast as a body from the balcony/And I want a kiss like my heart is hitting the ground/I’m holding my breath with a baseball bat though I don’t know what I’m waiting for/I’m not gonna be who my daddy wants me to be”…… do I need to say anything else? Hopefully you’ve already heard some of Mitski’s stuff cause she’s gonna be on tour with your homegirl @lordemusic this next spring!

19.) Pigpen- Slothrust

Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night with the post-chorus riff from this song in my head. Taylor, the lyrics I’d want you to hear the most from this one are; “I would spread my wings/If they weren’t so god damn heavy/Yeah I would spread my wings/If they weren’t coated in honey”

And that’s everyone!! I hope you liked at least one of these songs @taylorswift . Love you eternally and catch you on the flipside!!!

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smuttbunnie · 7 years ago

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Honey and Poison

Member: V

Genre: Smut / Angst

Series: The Moon Child

Theme: Halloween

Part: 3 / {pt.1} {pt.2} {pt.4} {pt.5} {pt.6} {pt.7}

Taehyung could feel his blood boiling beneath his skin; it flowed through his veins, sputtering and hissing like molten tar until his whole body was burning with unbridled rage. Giving a low growl, he knocked a maid to the floor who was blocking his way, his heavy footsteps announcing his furious state.

If someone so much as grazed him right now, he’d snap their bones like twigs beneath his feet, grimace at the blood staining his castle’s carpets, and then move on as if their lives were but a mere inconvenience to him.

His cloak spilled out behind him, curling and twisting like a demented spirit that followed his back. With his fangs bared and his dominating stature, Taehyung’s eyes drowned in bloodthirst as they sought out a victim to punish.

To say the King was angry, was a gross understatement.

One of the assistants ran up to the king, giving a quick bow before explaining in a distressed tone; “Y-your majesty, the girl is in the West-Wing dungeon, she-

Grabbing the boy by his collar, Taehyung yanked him off his feet, digging his nails into the flimsy material. “And why exactly, would she be there?” The boy went pale, and Jin held his breath when he heard the malice lacing the King’s voice. It was a dark, wicked tone, filled with animosity and revulsion; one that threatened to ravage and lay waste to anyone who stood before him.

“One of th-the butlers atta-attacked her and she tried t-to” “Listen here” Taehyung spat through gritted teeth, lifting the boy an inch off the floor and snarling under his breath;

“If a servant tried to take a bite out of my meal, would you throw my dinner in the dungeon?”

Tossing the boy to the side, the other servants scattered to get out of the way of their fearsome ruler. ”Jin.” Coming closer, the adviser bowed his head. “Go fetch me the man that tried to take what is mine.”

His voice was sweet. Sickeningly so. Toxic, and sweet, and on the brink of killing. This was the King they all feared so much, notorious for his cruelty and wrath. This was a king, frighteningly overwhelmed by anger, and looking for someone to punish. This was, a terrifying King.

“Yes, your majesty,” Jin replied, turning and briskly walking away. He hoped that finding you would at least calm him down by some degree. It was either that, or Taehyung would just end up even angrier than before.

Reaching the door to the dungeon, the two guards standing watch tensed as the King drew near. He was not in a good mood today. “The girl ” Taehyung hissed, and the man on the right stuttered something about the last cell on the left-hand-side. “Give us some privacy won’t you?” The two guards exchanged a glance before weakly opposing; “But Sire, we have to-” “Now.”

The two men didn’t protest, and Taehyung climbed down into the holding-chamber. His steps echoed down the narrow stairwell, the hollow sound making him shudder.

Anxiety was very much like a snake; once it bites you, the poison slowly starts to set in. Unease spreads through your body, infecting your bloodstream until tremors wrack your frame with concern, and all coherent thinking seizes to function. This venom ran rampant with Taehyung’s thoughts, and wild scenarios of what state he’d find you in filled his head. What pain were you going through? What suffering was claiming you yet again?

Taehyung’s walk turned brisk, and without realizing he was suddenly running. This toxic concern crawled into his throat, and he was barely able to catch his breath. The pounding of his feet as they hit the cold, concrete floor urged him on, the rows of cells becoming a blur. ‘Faster, faster’ they hushed, as if he was running out of time.

Was he? Was he running out of time to save you? No, no you were fine. You were fine...right?

“Damn it!”

Taehyung ran as if starving wolves were snapping at his feet, burning dread and fear colouring his bones in charcoal. In his head he pleaded for you to be okay, gruesome depictions consuming his desperate prayers. At last the end of the hallway greeted him, nearly crashing into the wall as he came to a halt.

To his left, was a small prison cell... And inside was a shadowed figure, huddled in the corner. With shaking hands he clung to the steel bars, so tightly that his knuckles turned white. Slowly, the King raised his gaze from the floor.

Silver hair shrouded your face as you sat slumped over against the cobblestone wall, scraped knees turned inwards in the crumpled heap of your legs. The only thing that covered your thin, frail body, was your white underdress; now torn and stained. You slowly lifted your head, your stark locks falling back as your head rolled to the side.

Unfocused ruby eyes looked up at him, a blank expression covering your face. Like porcelain covering that of a doll’s. For a moment, the only sound was the haggard breathing that escaped past your master’s lips. He stared at you, calmly sitting there in a dungeon of all the godforsaken places, not begging or beseeching him to let you out.

Dropping his gaze, his crimson hair fell in front of his eyes as if to block his view from seeing you in such a disheveled appearance. Thank goodness...thank goodness she’s alright, he thought as his fear subsided. But anger was eager to take it’s place, and Taehyung was simply reminded of how much he didn’t understand. It made him feel weak...useless. He was a King that everyone feared, complete control at his fingertips and yet, here you were; locked up in a cage without a single curse word to throw at him.

“Why...”

The question caught you off guard, the prince’s voice barely a whisper. His hands fiercely gripped at the bars as they trembled with rage, his palms stinging with the force he used.

“Why do you just sit there and take it?” he asked through gritted teeth.

“Why aren’t you scared? You don’t plead for help, nor do you ask to be released. Why the hell are you so damn calm about this? You should swear, and yell and cuss at me!” he shouted, his rage finally consuming him. “Why aren’t you angry?”

It was quiet, Taehyung’s question tensely hanging in the air. You voice sliced through the silence like a knife, his head snapping up as you answered him.

“It’s because I’m in here. And they’re out there.”

For the first time, your pretty scarlet eyes looked cold to Taehyung. There was hatred that laced your voice; deep-rooted hatred that hid inside that small, petite body of yours. It was true contempt for these creatures they called vampires, who tortured and tormented you for their own sick pleasure. It was more than just hate. You despised them...

You despised him.

“Why should you care? I’m just a toy... you don’t even know my name,” you murmured, casting your gaze to the side.

The loud clank of the cell door being unlocked gained your attention again, and you tensed upon seeing the object in your master’s hand. A pair of shackles. You immediately cursed yourself, having made a grave error. You had gone and ran your mouth, and now he was going to punish you for it. When did you last eat? Two days ago? If he kept you in here for a more than a week you might not survive it this time.

As he raised the metal restraints you squeezed your eyes shut and braced yourself. He’d probably beat you first, then shackle your hands once he had you pinned to the floor. This was happening again because you didn’t stay quiet. This was your fault... All of this was your fault.

You jolted as you heard the loud snap of the shackles slamming shut. Slowly opening your eyes in confusion, you looked up to see your master standing above you, his hands bound in front of him.

“I won’t be able to attack you, I promise.”

You gazed at the man with shock, at a complete loss of words. Your mind raced for an explanation. Maybe the constraints were meant for humans? If so, he could easily break them. This was a lie... you wouldn’t fall for such sweet hope again.

Sensing your suspicion, Taehyung gave the chain a few tugs, his hands clearly being restrained by the shackles. “They’re made for vampires... even if I wanted to hurt you, I couldn’t.” You eyes stayed glued to the prince, darting from his eyes to his hands. Red flags were popping up, and sirens were going off in your head. This had to be trap, there was no other reason for him to do this. You wouldn’t be swayed by his honeyed words. You couldn’t.

“This...this is madness,’ you whispered. Taehyung had taken a seat next to you by now, leaving an appropriate amount distance between you two. You were unnerved... too many times had you fallen for a sugar-coated truth. Believed in the little bit of trust you held onto. This man was going to make you fall for the same trick all over again.

“You’re constricted and vulnerable... are you an idiot? What would happen if I tried to kill you right now?!”

The King held his composure, his expression like a slate of stone.

“Do you want to kill me?”

You were suddenly taken aback. Kill him? You had never thought about killing him before... He had forced his teeth into your skin, and mercilessly drank from your blood. You hated him like all the others...but why did he refuse to drink from you since then? He had kept you, even after seeing your scars.

You couldn’t trust this man. You weren’t a naive and clueless fool as you once were. And yet...here he sat, defenseless and unarmed, asking you if you held any desire to murder him. Like deadly nightshade, tasting the sweetness before you could taste the poison...

“I...I don’t know,” you softly answered.

The prince smiled. It was a soft, sad smile that left you feeling empty inside. “You don’t know…is that it then?”

Leaning back against the wall, he gave a tired chuckle, covering his eyes with the crook of his elbow. It was quiet for a while, the atmosphere having taken a sudden turn and making a difficult for you to adjust to it.

“To answer your question, I don’t know either.”

His crimson hair obscured his face along with his arm, and you found yourself wondering what kind of expression grazed those regal features of his.

“I don’t know why I’m so angry.

Why when I see that failed bite-mark on your neck I want to tear out that servant’s throat… or when you wake up in the middle of the night to crawl out of bed, I become frustrated beyond reason.Or how, you tense up every time I enter the room, and I can’t do anything to change that.”

Lowering his arm, he turned his head towards you and you couldn’t help the breath that caught in your throat when his eyes locked onto yours.

“Or how I won’t even ask for your name because I’m afraid you’ll simply give me one your previous owner picked out for you.”

You looked at your master... It was quite a sight to see. The King, his majesty, sitting here in a prison cell with his hands shackled. Lavish coat all covered in dirt, and straw clinging to the legs of his pants... if the man was anything, he was stubborn you thought.

You felt the smallest urge. The smallest, tinniest urge to trust this man. Maybe not completely... but you felt that you wouldn’t have to fear suffering endlessly anymore. His reasons might be purely for the sake of your blood... even so, you were willing to lower your guard, just for a second.

“…Y/N” Taehyung’s eyes widened, his head snapping to look at you. You hugged you knees tighter, avoiding the King’s striking eyes.

“My name…it’s Y/N”

“A-ah…I see…” Taehyung mustered, sitting back and letting the name play over in his head. And for a moment, he could taste your blood again; unbearably delectable and intoxicating... like sweet poison he couldn’t resist.

Steadily and carefully moving towards him, you sat down in front of the King. So awfully close to him, the scent was overwhelming. He could smell it... from your scraped knees and from the small cuts on your perfect skin... like venom, it spread through his body.

Cautiously reaching for the key in his pocket, you glanced up to see his dark crimson eyes gazing down at you. They weren’t aggressive... instead, it was rather as if he was admiring something.

It was a toxic urge that infected him, and his coherent thinking slowly became numb.

Slightly flustered, you reached for his hands, letting the rusty key slowly slide into the lock. You failed to notice Taehyung’s breathing becoming heavier with each passing second... or the thin layer of sweat that caused his red hair to stick to his forehead.

Sighing, he let the word brush past his lips at the soft click of his shackles coming undone, savouring every syllable as he let the name roll off his tongue;

“Y/N…”

~To be continued.

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