#Lyrics: The World Ender by Lord Huron

[tramweye]

experimented with my artstyle a bit to make my digital look closer to my traditional art, ft. my beloved sadie....

im still unsure how to truly capture her likeness but eh i'll get there

[swirlingyouintomypoems]

Lord!! Knows!! I!! Should!! Be!! Pushing!! Daisies!!

[ourstaturestouchtheskies]

Plague on the Stairs from the Pesta Series – Theodor Kittelsen // The World Ender – Lord Huron

[pumpkinbxtch]

— frank zhang (masterlist)

“You'll hear me howl by the light of the moon, that's how you'll know that I'm coming for you…”

| MAIN MASTERLIST |

| FICS |

°˖➴ food is better than pickup lines

°˖➴ frank, the dog (literally)

| BLURBS |

°˖➴ unbearable?

°˖➴ my cover girl

|HEADCANONS|

°˖➴ nosebleed (headcanons)

°˖➴ 000-kissme-imdrunk (headcanons)

°˖➴ your book vs. me (headcanons)

°˖➴ two people, one umbrella (headcanons)

°˖➴ sorry i curved you (i'm not)

°˖➴ keep drivin'

| MULTI-PART FICS |

…

|CONCEPTS|

…

[bananasofthorns]

i love when lord huron songs are just about committing murder. or getting murdered

[inkbotkowalski]

any excuse to post my favourite song

characters who dig themselves out of their graves (whether literal or metaphorical) are at the top of the list. nothing beats a character who should have died but didn't and comes back to haunt their own life and the world around them, benevolent or violent it doesn't matter, it's enthralling either way

[loudclan-clangen]

The World Ender by Lord Huron would be perfect for this moon

Anon you're so right and also I'm losing my mind over this song rn.

I had been imagining "God's Gonna Cut You Down" by Johnny Cash for this moment but this song has all the vibes I loved from that one plus lyrics that are literally perfect for Wildfirecry, this is such a good pick!

Okay, SO: 7 farm cats attacked Fiercestripe's patrol. 4 of them were killed (Coal, his two sons, and one of Bee's sons), and 3 of them survived, but were wounded (Spider, Bee's other son, and Butterfly's son). These 3are the cats that Wildfirecry tracked down and killed in Moon 29 Part 3. He didn't kill anyone but those 3 toms!

No artistic liberty here! Wildfirecry committed at least three real life war crimes!

Absolutely! There's not a whole lot more to them than what is shown. I haven't put a ton of thought into Forestclan because they're already gone, but I imagine that they were a lot more religiously focused than Loudclan is. Their Starclan literally lived in the stars, and thus they were almost everpresent during the winter, and absent in the summer, when they were believed to hide underground. For this reason, if a cat died in the summer their body must be buried in order to join Starclan, and if a cat's body could not be buried, then they would be lost to wander until the sky darkened again. On the other hand, if a cat died in the winter, they would be left out to decompose in the open air, so that their spirit could ascend up to join Starclan in the sky, and burying them would leave them lost until Starclan returned underground. The rites that Wildfirecry performed doesn't allow for either of these fates. It traps a cat's soul somewhere in the middle, suspended in the air too low to escape into the sky and to high to shelter underground. I don't know if I've talked about it before, but I don't think the valley territories have a dark forest or equivalent "cat hell", so this is truly the worst punishment that Wildfirecry can bestow upon them.

It's Fiercestripe we're talking about here, she didn't waste time with some lovey-dovey good bye. She wants vengeance just as much as Wildfirecry does, if not more, and she only has a moment to speak to him. They'll have time for softness later, for now Wildfirecry has a job to do and she's here to help him do it.

I imagine that Rosehiptree would have been the one person Wildfirecry told that he was leaving. Quietly, before he excused himself, he told her that if he hadn't returned within a moon that she needed to go to the Black Water Pool and get her lives. While Wildfirecry didn't intend to lose all of his lives, he didn't want to promise to come back when he couldn't assure it, and honestly dying and passing his lives on to his only remaining daughter to make sure she outlives her illness is not necessarily a total loss in his book. Rosehiptree did that math, and considering everything she knew about her dad, decided that he was definitely not coming home. She relied a lot on Songpaw after their conversation, and even now that Wildfirecry's back and she's doing a little bit better, she still treats him as her anchor. She knows that Wildfirecry HAD to go do what he did to be able to live with himself, she's even thankful that he did it so that she doesn't have to fear Spider coming back, but he still left her when she needed him, and Songpaw didn't.

Thank you! That's a great compliment! I think it's pretty likely that you've spotted at least one of the ships being foreshadowed in Moon 30, but the real question is did you catch them all???

[kevinskorchinski]

f1 drivers x lyrics

The World Ender, Lord Huron

Starry Eye, Cigarettes After Sex

Eat You Alive, The Oh Hellos

All My Days, Casual Fan

[anamelessfool]

i'm the world ender, baby

art for my fic "oversee us" (AO3) | Lyrics: "The World Ender" by Lord Huron

[4x01]

lord huron songs i consider to be technically musically and lyrically perfect (source: trust me)

-love me like you used to

-the world ender

-the night we met

-when the night is over

-long lost

[saintetheldredablogshorrormovies]

so i used to say vide noir was my favourite lord huron album because it is the most atmospheric of their albums and this is obviously a big part of it because vide noir is atmospheric as shit but honestly now i think it is less vide noir’s atmosphere and more its brilliant and uniquely insane batshit intensity that makes it such a special part of the lord huron discography.

can you imagine if you were listening to lonesome dreams and you heard a lyric like “cosmic ash and blackened brain i call you by your ancient names” youd have a heart attack lord huron have always been very emotionally intense but the way they took their gentle folk inspired melancholic beautiful cowboy sounds of love and heartbreak and strange happenings and turned it up to the raging neon scream into the darkness that is vide noir is quite possibly the most iconic thing any band has ever done. i know we have setting sun in lonesome dreams and that song is gorgeous and intense but it is just not the same kind of intense. you get your heart broken in strange trails and its “i dont know what to do haunted by the ghost of you” and how do i break the curse you left on me and runes on my skin and shit thats bad gang but you get your heart broken in vide noir and your soul gets hurled to the edge of the cosmos then plummets back into the ocean through a fucking hole in the fucking sky what the FUCK guys what the FUCK. i love playing vide noir all the time because this is my favourite framework through which to view my lived experience everything is so heightened and bright and loud and dramatic and imagining the world around you that way is just so magical. we start vide noir with “if i don’t find her i’m gonna tie that noose” we are promised a depth of love that stops at nothing and is no holds barred and bloody and raw and god does the album deliver on that promise every fucking second that follows. its the feeling of following your heart through its deepest darkest most twisted strange and unfamiliar paths without having any idea where its going, just to know what it has in store for you, because thats how committed you are to following it. there is no equivalent. sorry to say something a little sacreligous but vide noir makes the world ender look like skipping in the park like the world ender is pretty metal when the world ender comes baby run for your life and whatever but in vide noir we are trying to outrun the fucking pure black void im sorry but thats horrifying.

going from the ethereal, dreamy vision of the unknown in the yawning grave and frozen pines to vide’s something escaped when you opened the gate and now the unknown is everywhere and we’re drowning in it is just. its everything. this is not to disrespect the world ender or strange trails or any of the other songs and albums because the day i take any of that for granted i will cease to exist (esp the world ender that song owns my entire heart and soul). all of the albums and songs have something so unique to them and special about them which makes them completely irreplaceable. i only aim to argue that in the realm of intensity and insanity, vide noir is king. i am also intense and insane and i am its subject. hence irresistible fave

[randonauticrap]

Cozytober 2023 (aka, my 250 Followers Celebration!)

I'm celebrating 250 followers!! I'm so thankful to all of you who have followed me and interacted with my posts and fics, and to thank you all, I'm combining my annual Cozytober Writing Challenge with my Follower Celebration!

All info and Rules are listed below! This writing challenge is open to everyone, and there's a little something to scratch every itch.

Info:

Dates: October 1st - October 31st Masterlist Posting: November 3rd

I decided to do something a little different this year, so all of the prompts for this event are songs! I handpicked this list from my favorites; some are upbeat and fun, others are a little more somber, and many of them evoke that hazy, haunting mood of the autumn season. I encourage you to listen to them, but it's not a requirement! I will have a link to the lyrics of each song that you are free to use at your leasure.

This challenge is open to Fluff, Slice of Life, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, and Smut for all Ikemen Games, including Ikemen Prince, Ikemen Sengoku, Ikemen Vampire, Ikemen Villains, Ikemen Revolution, and Ikemen Genjiden!

Rules:

NO minors or ageless blogs are allowed to post smut for this challenge.

If you are an ageless blog and you post Smut for this challenge, you will get a single DM warning and the 48 hours following to post your age on your blog, or you will be blocked from my blog. If you are a minor and you post smut for this challenge, you will be blocked on sight. I welcome ageless blogs or minors to write Fluff, Slice of Life, Angst, or Hurt/Comfort!

Please label your fic with the suitor(s) you are using and which ikemen game they come from!

Please also label which genre your fic falls under (ie., Fluff, angst, hurt/comfort/slice of life, smut) and any appropriate content warnings

You can use as many or as few lyrics as you want from a song to use as inspiration! You can also combine songs if you're feeling fancy. Just make sure to list the titles of the song(s), as well as the lyric(s) you're using in your fic in the description.

Example:

Prompt - No. 11: "Love Like Ghosts" Lyric - "Yes I know that love is like ghosts, only few have seen it but everybody talks"

Please use the tag #Cozytober Follower Celebration on your fics so that I can find and reblog them! Please also tag my blog @randonauticrap to make it even easier for me to locate them and add them to the Masterlist! If I haven't reblogged your fic by the end date of the challenge, on October 31st 2023, it probably means I have missed it, so please DM me with a link to your fic and I will reblog. Similarly, if you do not see your fic on the Masterlist when it is posted on November 3rd, please DM me with a link to your fic and I will update the masterlist accordingly.

The last date I will add new fics to the Masterlist is November 15th, so please let me know ASAP if your fic isn't there!

Song & Lyric Links:

She Lit a Fire - Lord Huron (Video/Lyrics)

Welcome Home - Radical Face (Video/Lyrics)

The Yawning Grave - Lord Huron (Video/Lyrics)

The Dead Waltz - Radical Face (Video/Lyrics)

The World Ender - Lord Huron (Video/Lyrics)

Ghost Towns - Radical Face (Video/Lyrics)

Way Out There - Lord Huron (Video/Lyrics)

Always Gold - Radical Face (Video/Lyrics)

Fool For Love - Lord Huron (Video/Lyrics)

Lonesome Dreams - Lord Huron (Video/Lyrics)

Love Like Ghosts - Lord Huron (Video/Lyrics)

Cursed - Lord Huron (Video/Lyrics)

In the Wind - Lord Huron (Video/Lyrics)

The Night We Met - Lord Huron (Video/Lyrics)

Meet Me in the Woods - Lord Huron (Video/Lyrics)

Thank you all again for getting me to 250 followers here on tumblr in the Ikemen Fandom!! I hope you have fun with this challenge, and I CANNOT wait to see your wonderful works! If you have any questions, feel free to pop in my DMs and ask.

Much love and coziness to you!

[chirp-a-chirp]

Leon Dompteur • Rating: PG • Tags: Angst/hurt first story half and sweet fluff second story half; Domestic/Family Life; children/parenthood • ~1250 word count • Triggers: Mentions of traumatic and abusive past • Leon Route spoilers

For @randonauticrap Cosytober2023 event

Title: Bare

Prompt: #5 The World Ender, Lord Huron

Lyrics: I had a name but they took it from me; I was the man that I wanted to be

Description: Nightmares can plague even the noblest of beasts. Comfort comes in small packages (and in lion cub form).

…

THUD

A young boy in a threadbare tunic scrambled down the hillside. With a grimace, the boy noticed the quarry rock that had tumbled into a shallow mud pit now had several visible cracks. His eyes darted back and forth to see if anyone had seen or heard the rock fall.

Leon watched the boy from atop the hillside. Leon blinked as he recognized he was in a dream. The dream echoed dreary, painful memories of his time in the quarries. Leon felt the familiar pang of sympathy, his heart aching at how accustomed the boy was to this life.

But this dream was different. Normally, his dreams were lonely and eerily quiet, the silence occasionally punctuated with grunts and groans of the boy rolling rocks on the ground. The dream would end as the boy murmured for someone to hear or help him. The help, of course, never arrived. In this dream, however, there was a fierce autumn wind, one that caused goosebumps to appear on the boy’s skin. Additionally, the boy’s furtive movements indicated a visceral fear of being watched by something—or someone.

“YOU!” A muscle laden figure, partially obscured in shadow, appeared out of nowhere. The boy’s shoulders jolted at the sound. The figure was close enough so that spit from the force of his words landed on the boy’s face. “Explain this!” A finger jabbed violently towards the cracked rock in the mud pit.

“I-I’ll get another rock. A bigger one!” The boy tried to quell the anger in the figure’s voice. A shadowy hand grasped a handle of a whip.

Leon tried to talk, to tell the boy help was coming, finally coming, but his lips couldn’t form the words. He attempted running, but found his legs stiff and unable to move.

“Stop this!” Leon’s head jerked at the voice. The boy was no longer present—he was replaced by Leon’s beloved Emma. Emma’s dress was in tatters, her skin scrapped and scarred, her neck heavy with a slave’s manacle. Her eyes blazed with anger.

“Someone must pay. Might as well be you.” The figure lifted his hand and the whip towards the sky. Leon desperately attempted to move to no avail.

“You won’t hurt him.” Emma was now accompanied by another, a girl of seven years. The girl’s golden eyes stared intensely at the shadow. “Mama and I won’t let you.” Even in slave clothes and caked in mud, the girl faced the shadow with the bravery of a lion. The figure laughed mockingly, raising the whip higher.

Leon’s feet suddenly became free. The force of his previously restricted movements caused Leon to lurch and tumble down the hillside. His vision began to grow dark. The last image he saw was the whip crashing down, Emma shielding the girl’s body with her own. Leon’s lips parted, unleashing a feral scream.

“NO!”

CRACK! BOOM!

A rare autumn thunderstorm raged outside the Castle. Leon woke to a loud thunderclap and discovered he was sprawled on the floor of his bedroom, having fallen from his bed. His chest moved quickly up and down, his breathing sharp. Leon groaned as he rubbed his ribs from the force of the fall.

“Daddy?” A small head partially covered by a blanket peered at him from the side of the bed. Amber eyes blinked from underneath a nest of unruly dark tresses that framed round pale cheeks.

Leon tugged his hair as he re-oriented himself to his surroundings. Bedroom—he was in his bedroom in the Castle. The only rocks nearby were pebbles in a potted rose plant by the window. His daughter was in his bed due to her fear of thunderstorms.

Leon put a finger to his lips, even as he tried to calm himself. “Shhh little cub. Mama is sleeping.” He sighed quietly. “I hope.”

The girl nodded. “She’s a heavy sleeper. Growing babies sure seems tiring.”

Making them sure is wonderful though. Leon resisted saying the quip out loud. “It is.”

“Are you OK?”

Leon withheld another sigh. “I’m fine Julia—”

“You’re a bad liar Daddy. Worse than Uncle Yves.” Julia took the blanket off her head. “You dreamed again didn’t you?”

Leon gaped in astonishment. Julia’s gaze pierced his heart, finding the truth hidden in it. “How did you know?”

“Mama told me about them. Said it’s why you’re late to breakfast sometimes.”

Julia’s words shook him. His cub may have inherited his looks, but she was mostly a replica of her mother. She was not one to leave a wounded soul bruised and alone. Julia smiled gently.

“Mama and I are here. Safe.” Leon’s eyes widened. “Nothing else would have you looking so scared.”

“I guess I have no secrets from you.” Leon shook his head ruefully.

Julia sensed her dad’s mess of emotions. So, with a playful smile she held out her hand.

“Take my hand Daddy. Your night’s gonna change forever!”

“Hey, that’s MY line.”

“Nope, it’s a Dompteur line. We all can say it.” Julia grinned wider as she grasped her father’s hand.

Leon grinned back and got up, climbing back into bed. His grin faded as he saw red marks and a purplish bruise on Julia’s wrist. The last image from his dream of the whip crashing down on Emma and Julia flashed in his mind. Julia squeezed his hand.

“I fell from a tree and a few of the branches got me. I was looking for the leopard’s traps, remember?”

“Ahhh, I remember now.” Leon laid on his side, covering himself and Julia with a blanket. “Did you find them all?”

“Most of them. Uncle Yves found the last one though. Uncle Jin hand to fish him out of the pit.”

“Haha, I’m sure Uncle Yves appreciated you scouting out the others.”

BOOM!

Julia flinched at the thunderclap and buried her head in her father’s chest. Leon rubbed soothing circles on her upper back and smiled wryly to himself. For all her wisdom, she was still just a kid.

“Hey, look at me Julia. How do we deal with our fears?”

“We face them. Head on.”

“That’s right.” He booped Julia lightly on the nose. “And how does OUR family do that?”

“Oh yeah!” Julia’s eyes lit up. “Can we do it on three?”

“Sure sweetie.”

“Ok, on three. One…two…three…”

“Roar!” Leon emanated a growling roar. Fierce, but quiet. He looked tenderly at his daughter.

“Roar!” Julia growled back. Leon wrapped his arms around her.

“Grrrrr…” Emma groaned sleepily, rolling closer to the pair.

“Guess Mama wanted to join too.”

Leon chuckled and reached out a hand to cradle Emma’s cheek. “She’s still asleep.” His hand moved softly towards Emma’s swollen belly. He felt a few kicks against his palm. “This little one definitely isn’t though.”

Leon gazed at Emma and Julia, his heart squeezing. Even after all these years, there was an element of Leon that anticipated judgment; there was a price to be paid, a punishment to be extracted for taking on the mantle of the fourth prince. Some part of him expected his title, his rank, his very name to be stripped from him like leaves from swaying branches in the autumn breeze.

But this—his daughter, his wife, the title of father and husband—they could never be taken away from him. His family left him vulnerable, his emotions bare. And he would have it no other way.

Julia yawned and curled up against her father, snuggling. She murmured before falling asleep, “the pride stays together Daddy.”

Leon ruffled her hair and whispered back.

“Yes, the pride stays together. Always.”

[ourstaturestouchtheskies]

Cover of Adventures into Darkness, 1953 – Ross Andru // The World Ender – Lord Huron

[lauren-no-why]

Lord Huron music related question(?) thought(?)

I've noticed that every song from the Phantom Rider has a ridiculous volume of reverb (my dad pointed it out actually lol I just never put the two together until recently), and I can't help but wonder if that's because of *where* they play

The world enders' clubhouse? Hideout? Meeting area? as shown in Vide Noir does NOT look soundproofed. It kinda looks like it's all concrete, or WORSE, metallic. I bet that place is echoey as fuck in there. And so, their music reflects that.

That's all. Thank you for you time

That's a cool point! It definitely could be LH's attempt to stylistically represent something like that - that sort of garage feel, the whole package, a little rough around the edges and performed in places like that underground club in the industrial zone along the east side of the LA river.

I really really love how much thought they put into the different sounds of their artists - different musical and lyrical themes, different instruments or at least different emphases on instruments (Phantom Riders sure do get that sick heavy bass thanks Miguel), Ben even changes his vocal style for some artists. It really really makes me hope that some day they're able to go through with what they'd apparently wanted to do for Strange Trails and have different bands cover the music to represent the original sounds of the artists that Lord Huron are covering, in their universe.

[bananasofthorns]

god. was talking to my friend about concerts and live music and now I'm remembering how good Lord Huron was live and Yearning