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[mychameleondays]

Anna Calvi: One Breath

incl. 7″

Domino WIGLP284X

Released: October 7, 2013

[deconstructthesoup]

Adventure Time AU, continued

Yep, I'm addicted now. Also, I just finished The Seven, so I have ideas.

All of the Seven Maidens are princesses in Ooo, with two exceptions---but I'll get to those later. For now, let's kick things off, one at a time:

First, Antiope is also known as Slayer Princess of the Warrior Kingdom, the youngest of five and yet the one who's the most well-traveled and well-known by individuals in Ooo. This is partially due to the fact that she constantly feels the need to compensate for her older siblings' successes, but she also just really enjoys being one with the people. Antiope's usually found training Fabian and Kristen in the ways of combat, skillfully avoiding kidnapping attempts from the Ice Queen, and just all-around being a pretty kickass individual... who's got a lot of stress. She deals with it via slaying monsters.

Danielle is, of course, Slime Princess, and she's definitely earned her reputation as the chillest and kindest princess in Ooo. She's a pretty good leader and is, for all intents and purposes, a very level-headed person in a crisis... mostly because she embodies the Slime element's cool, chill, laid-back attitude a little too much. She's still learning how to express her anger, her wants, and her needs, and while she thinks that being fairly impartial and understanding makes her a better leader, it does affect her connections as a person. Danielle's got some growth to go through.

Katja is often referred to as Orc Princess, and while she does embody the orcish love of adventuring and fighting and just general free-spirited toughness, she's still her amazing horse-girl self. She doesn't feature as much, but she's close with Gorgug due to him always wanting to learn more about his orc background, and they've got a pretty wholesome friendship. Katja has a lot of insecurities about not fitting in with a lot of the other princesses, mostly stemming from the fact that she's still not quite ready to rule her kingdom---even though her dad is off adventuring on his own a lot of the time. Thankfully, she does get to reconnect with Antiope, and she and her dad eventually come to a better understanding with each other, strengthening her relationships with the other princesses in the process.

Ostentatia is, as I said before, an LSP equivalent! She's not as selfish or insensitive as canon LSP is, but she's still the sassy, self-assured, stubborn, and stylish princess of Lumpy Space, with all the purple glitz and glamour required. Despite her free-spirited nature, however, she never fully rebels to the point of abandoning Lumpy Space entirely---rather, she's just a frequent visitor with a little guest house on Ooo, and she's the perfect person to call if you need someone's shit absolutely wrecked. Definitely still embodying the spirit of the words "I FUCKING LOVE YOU." Queen shit.

Zelda's mostly known as Satyr Princess, and she's unique in that the Satyrs don't really have a kingdom---rather, they're a nomadic society that wanders the woods of Ooo, throw wild and crazy parties, and leave a nice amount of "controlled" destruction in their wake. Zelda, of course, feels pretty uncomfortable with all the chaos and wild times, as her idea of a good time is just chilling while listening to heavy metal music. Due to her mostly living in the woods and the Thistlespring cottage being right smack-dab in the woods, Zelda and Gorgug eventually meet and develop feelings for each other, resulting in your typical hijinks-filled episode where Fabian and Kristen both try and fail to set them up, before Riz finally steps in and tells them to just sit back and let the two talk to each other. Moral of the story, listen to Riz.

Amidst all of the chaos of Ooo and the politics of the princesses, Adaine needs a constant companion that she can rely on... and she has that in her butler, Penny Peppermint. Penny's a very sweet, kind, and caring individual who effortlessly helps to keep the Candy Kingdom running smoothly, has frequently acted as a mentor figure for the human duo and Riz... and she's also heavily involved with dark magic. In this world, the Society of Shadows is a hardcore dark magic focused secret society, and Penny is not only in it, but she's also its leader, running it from the Candy Kingdom and implanting members into it as a way to help protect it. This helps boost Adaine's interest in studying magic, and it does keep Penny pretty damn happy, so... a win!

And, of course, as you might have already guessed, Sam is in the role of Betty---though, her and Aelwyn's relationship is not nearly as tragic, mostly due to the fact that they started out on equal footing as childhood best friends. Of course, they still have a lot of codependency issues that they need to work through, which isn't helped when Sam becomes Magic Woman and nearly loses her mind... but their story doesn't end with Sam becoming Golb---or, well, Talura, since I was hardly one to deny the incredibly juicy parallel there. If I were to go further, though, I think I might be spoiling some stuff, so... we'll just leave it at that.

If you guys wanna see more, I might do a whole post where I break down Aelwyn, Adaine, Fig, and Ayda's shared past, so... yeah!

[thefreakhouseband]

Welcome to the Freak House!

About Us

Audrey Arson

I'm the oldest of the band. I'm a bit of a self-proclaimed older sister to the others and I feel super protective of them. When I'm not making music with the band you can usually find me working on my comic or some other artistic pursuit. I'm a chronically exhausted college student. You can tell what songs I wrote by them having a more jazzy or melancholy tone to them or just being bat-shit off the walls insane. Some of my inspirations are MCR, Scene Queen, , Set It Off, and Demi Lovato (for some reason).

-Your resident garbage girl

Butchface

I’m that guy with the neon green hair in the blog’s pfp lol. pronouns are he/him, xe/xem/xyr, and it/its. I take a lot of influence from older punk rock and, surprisingly, country and folk music. my favorite bands are My Chemical Romance, Oingo Boingo, They Might Be Giants, The Cure, Talking Heads, Bikini Kill, Shilpa Ray, Black Sabbath, Rainbow, Iron Maiden, The Magnetic Fields, The Daniel Pemberton TV Orchestra, Lemon Demon, Man or Astro-Man, Radiohead (not in a pretentious way, I swear), Will Wood, Creedence Clearwater Revival… oh boy, there’s a lot. I like music! I tend to disappear at unpredictable intervals due to chronic pain/fatigue and parental restrictions, but I always come back. I like writing songs about things I’m passionate about, which is often personal, sometimes political, and every now and then a ballad about freaky-looking deep sea creatures. or weevils. I keep my dad’s old stenobook by my bedside to write lyrics in - he wrote lyrics for the Panama City punk bands he was in in 1990-ish in there, and I figured I could put it to good use again after all these years. he’s cool with it. see you around, and stay safe out there 🪲

Harley Homicide

I'm sassy, I'm trashy and (if you pay me enough) I'll let you put it in my ass-y. I'm the band's second oldest and the token British person. I use any pronouns, I literally don't care what you call me xx. My music taste is all over the place, having been raised by a metalhead and a former chav during a time where pop punk and emo were more mainstream. I'd say my biggest inspirations in terms of performing are Freddie Mercury and Ronnie James Dio. You'll be able to tell which songs are written by me because they're shit! I'm not much good at writing, but I'm great at partying like I'm Paris Hilton. When I'm not doing band stuff, you can find me shopping, watching/reading/playing anything DC comics related or just sorta... Staring into space. I don't do much, but I'm still your fave member fer sure! Thanks for visiting The Freakhouse! We hope you enjoy your stay!

Xoxo Harlz <3

Dart Darling

Hi I'm Dart, I'm genderfluid (any pronouns), and I'm from under the ground at your local graveyard! I'm one of the youngest, and that's super tragic because I'm an undead zombie who died from being too damn glamorous. My idol is Melissa Marie and i love the Millionaires. Also, my ghostly tendencies give me a lot of appreciation for the dramatic, and as well as all things scene and crunkcore I love theatre, cabaret, and steampunk. I've been producing music for about a year now so if the synths crunching, just know it was me, tapping away and not understanding what the equalizer does. I'm bringing you Dead Girl Couture 25/8, 366. Don't mind all the Sanrio merch around the Freakhouse, I started a cult for Hello Kitty! I mean church. You should definitely join us 😁

Til death do we party,

-Dart <3

GRACIEEEE

YOOO WASSUP!!! X3 My namez GRACE! (if you dont know me, pls call me Grace, not Gracie)

I'm gendersylphen (he/they/neos) and I'm a super cool alien with adhd from OUTER SPACEEEE! My fav colors are all of them except brown, my special interests are space and doraemon, and I LOVE SCENE SM! Crunkcore 4 LYFEEE! I wanna be an astronaut when I grow up! Also I'm the youngest here 💀💀💀💀💀 (btw im a minor so plz don't be a weirdo, tyyyy)

I'm mostly new to music and I'm SUPER excited!!! X) Ik this is gonna be rllyrlly fun!!! For me, my music stuff is gonna be super bouncy, upbeat, happy, optimistic, full of rhymes, so tht's when yk smth's by me! My fav bands/artists are Amy Can Flyy, Green Day, Nikasaur, 4*Town (4townie 4 eva!!! Aaron T is best boy) and a LOT of other stuff.

When I'm not with tha band, you can find me playing with my sibs (including my dog), doing stuff with my homiez, reading/watching Doraemon or abt space, or doing idk whatever bc I do alot. XP

So ye! Thts a bit abt me! Tysm for reading abt us, may God bless u, follow ur dreams, and have a super duper fun day! 😄

[halesiarpg]

¡Reservas!

Reservas que no han podido hacerse:

honeyfreckled, Katheryn Winnick y Eva Green han sido reservadas. Niobe, Emilia Clarke ha sido reservada. Cerbero, Charlie Hunnam ha sido reservado. Achilles, Adelaide Kane ha sido reservada. Vinter, Katheryn Winnick han sido reservadas. Alistair Sutherland, Henry Cavill y Chris Hemsworth han sido reservados. Sus reservas fuera de hora no cuentan. En las normas se estipuló la hora y después de la publicación.

Mero, el Conde de Starhaven ha sido reservado. No ha especificado que puesto quiere. Vinter, el Conde de Folksvangr ha sido reservado.

Reservas:

PBS:

Stephen Amell — Mein Henry Cavill — Draco Emilia Clarke — Mummy Scarlett Johansson — Lamasfox Matthew Daddario — White Emily Blunt — Ctma Collin O'Donoghue — Hook Daniel Sharman — Random Zane Phillips — Random Katheryn Winnick — Huntress Stefan Petrov — Kol Cody Christian — Raken Milana Vino — Lambrusco Danny Griffin — Mort Nick Bateman — Mort Robbie Amell — Strike Matthew Noszka — Lobo Christian Balic — Lobo Ruairi O'Connor — XVII Josha Stradowski — XVII Alyssa Sutherland — honeyfreckled Aleksandr Kuznetsov — Kratos Harris Dickinson — HD Bruna Marquezine — Gatito Ken Bek — Hairfire O. W. Skaaning — Wolf Regé-Jean Page — JXN Ivana Baquero — Achilles Lena Headey — Achilles Chris Hemsworth — Storm Richard Madden — Raid Charlie Hunnam — Killmotor Jensen Ackles — Maiden Adelaide Kane — Rose Liv Tyler — Monql Nikolaj Coster-Waldau — Alder Tom Hardy — Dirty Jason Isaacs — Unknow Chris Wood — Dark Tom Hopper — Dark Cillian Murphy — Pig Eva Green — Artemisa Ben Barnes — Wodan Loch Naess — Alopecia Rodolfo Sancho - Mero Nicholas Galitzine — Todoroki Michiel Huisman — Folklore Shawn Mendes — Cazasueños Dev Patel — Dovah Alan Ritchson — Alistair Sutherland Zach McGowan — Seeker Jessica Stam - Chrisara

Ciudades:

Dunewind — Conde — JXN Folksvangr — Conde — Mein Navarys — Conde — Mummy Dagerfall — Conde — chocolatito Nebûrka — Cónsul — honeyfreckled Ebanoth — Conde — honeyfreckled Gyevar — Conde — Huntress Goldcrest — Conde — Achilles Eregion — Conde — Strike Starhaven — Conde — Dirty Gyevar — Cónsul — Ares

Disculpen los inconvenientes y la demora. Ahora aparecerán en las listas. Un saludo y estamos a vuestra disposición para lo que necesitéis.

[cefonteyn]

Maura & Her Brothers

Starting to believe in the Maura-Has-Two-Brothers theory. In her story about being left in the woods, she tells Elliot that she has an older brother, but doesn't mention him by name. Later, she tells Eyk about her mother that "she had two children: me and my brother," and with each successive birth, she suffered from memory loss.

The order in which Maura mentions "me and my brother" could mean nothing. It likely does mean nothing. But it's grammatically incorrect, which I wouldn't expect of Maura, and I have a feeling that it's meaningful -- that she was the older one, and her mother had a son afterwards. Maura also specifies that her mother had two children -- not that her parents had two children.

Something about the way she tells this story gives me the feeling that Maura has an older half-brother (same father), and a younger brother (same mother and father). I suspect Ciarán might be the half-brother.

Ciarán is an Irish name, as is Maura -- but Daniel points out that Maura isn't Irish. Henry Singleton isn't Irish. And I don't think "Franklin," Maura's mother's maiden name, is an Irish surname.

So maybe Ciarán's mother was the Irish one, and Henry chose an Irish name for Maura to honor Ciarán's mother or to build a bond among his children.

As an aside, Ciaran and Maura both seem to be names used in Scotland as well. We already know that Maura was born and raised in Morefield, in the north of Scotland. So maybe Daniel's "Maura is an Irish name, but you're not Irish" comment is a red herring entirely.

[saphirafoxgirlspost1]

(Open Rp) Valentines Day Story in " The Romantic Tale of the Demon Lord"

(Warning, this contains NSFW, Muscle growth, transformation, Ect. If your a Minor please don't reply to this..Viewer disgression is advised)

Long time ago In the Depths of the underworld Kingdom, There was a Demon Lord who was Sitting On his throne being Bored and Lonely while all his Subjects was serving him very well Including Punishing and Torturing the Sinners Down. One day He decided to Use the Crystal ball to see who was the Mortal to come to be punished but then he saw a beautiful Half Breeded Kitsune woman Name Saphira Lorraina Fox Who is Kicking her Ex out of her Home…He can tell that Saphira was had it Up to the top of her head for her ex Boyfriends Horrible Behavior and His Cheating actions…Then..Saphira said to her Ex boyfriend Who is name is "Daniel James Brightburn" after throwing his stuff and all out of her home,

Saph:" I have Had it with you Daniel, Not only you Cheated on me…But You try to lay hands on me Is My Final Straw from you! And good thing I Belted your abusive hand Raw!"

Daniel: "S-s-saph..I'm Sorry..please forgive me!"

Saph: " Well it's too damn Late for that daniel! You Should've thought of that before Cheating and attempt to lay a hand on me! and I Already called your parents and Your going to pay me every cent on your name till your dead ass Broke! So Don't you ever Come near me again!"

Then She threw His Girl who's he's cheating on her with Out Of her home and she said,

Saph: "And take that Whore With you! I Hope She's Worth your Fucking time daniel Because I Don't want anything to Do with a Scumbag of a man and a Fucking relationship and family Destroying Whore of a woman in my life again!"

Saphira snarles and Slammed the Door..as the parents Took Daniel Home..and His father belted his hands for attempting to lay hands on saphira..and next day, His Parents comes in with a Big envelope with a Huge compensation money that They Sold his stuff and all and apoligize for it..But saphira forgive the parents..but never forgive daniel..and she told them to punish daniel as they please and then she told them that she's moving away from This horrible town and trying to forget Daniel for good…So the parents accepted…after that..Saphira finally moved away..as the demon lord sees saphira's beauty and all..he Felt the cupids heart struck him with the arrows..and fell in love with her…but When saphira Found a nice place in the forest…She lives in the Nice Luxurious Lodge cabin in the lovely woods..She sighs softly..not knowing what to do..but..She needs to start over her new life now.. 4 months later..the demon King can't stand waiting..So he head to the mortal World and began to Disguised himself as a human..to meet this lovely Saphira maiden..meanwhile with saphira..She is at the Kitchen Drinking Hot chocolate to enjoy her Days..after that, She decided to change into a Human form..so she began to have a nice Strolls into the Forest..it was peace and quiet..but..she found the Stump..as she sits down and sighs and said,"Welp..it's been 4 months Since I left that godforsaken town No thanks to my ex and Now my new life is Doing so great..but There's something was Missing in my Life..its almost like i have a Hole that needs to be filled…" She sighs softly..feeling sadden..until..She hears something as she turns around…and saw a strange but a handsome man approach her..and she said," hello?…who are you?" Then he answers..

[jxrm]

book log - 2023 (continued)

the good lie by a.r. torre

something wilder by christina lauren

pineapple street by jenny jackson

drinking games by sarah levy

the housemaid by frieda mcfadden

full disclosure by camryn garrett

the dream job by kiersten modglin

never lie by frieda mcfadden

the silent woman by minka kent

hidden pictures by jason rekulak

girl in trouble by stacy claftin

the waitress by nina manning

xoxo by axie oh

yellowface by r.f. kuang

unmissing by minka kent

the rise by shari king

take me home tonight by morgan matson

the best lies by sarah lyu

arsenic and adobo by mia p. manansala

our missing hearts by celeste ng

the locked door by frieda mcfadden

where the crawdads sing by delia owens

the couple at table six by daniel hurst

survive the night by riley sager

the wife upstairs by freida mcfadden

one of us is dead by jeneva rose

five little indians by michelle good

the push by ashley audrain

i’ll stop the world by lauren thoman

silver nitrate by silvia moreno-garcia

romantic comedy by curtis sittenfield

the maidens by alex michaelides

every last secret by a.r. torre

the headmaster’s list by melissa de la cruz

last summer at the golden hotel by elyssa friedland

the collective by alison gaylin

one true loves by taylor jenkins reid

the trade off by sandie jones

my summer darlings by may cobb

the last housewife by ashley winstead

good rich people by eliza jane brazier

the club by ellery lloyd

phantom limb by lucinda berry

the night shift by alex finlay

layoverland by gabby noone

the writing retreat by julia bartz

never never by colleen hoover

reckless by cecily von ziegesar

the family game by catherine steadman

just say yes by maxine morrey

a pho love story by loan le

the birthday girl by melissa de la cruz

local woman missing by mary kubica

the last to vanish by megan miranda

yolk’s on me by d.t. henderson

the housemaid’s secret by frieda mcfadden

happy people are annoying by josh peck

the fraud squad by kyla zhao

wrong place wrong time by gillian mcallister

the grayson legacy by boris bacic

remarkably bright creatures by shelby van pelt

the couple in the cabin by daniel hurst

yerba buena by nina lacour

the ex by frieda mcfadden

notorious by cecilyn von ziegesar

layla by colleen hoover

the inmate by frieda mcfadden

last night at the telegraph club by malinda lo

the friend zone by abby jimenez

how to american by jimmy o. yang

lunar love by lauren kung jessen

the it girl by crackly von ziegesar

what lies in the woods by kate alice marshall

queen of thieves by beezy march

weather girl by rachel lynn solomon

the perfect marriage by jeneva rose

my sister, the serial killer by tonkin braithwaithe

things we never got over by lucy score

like me by hayley phelan

do not disturb by frieda mcfadden

for the love of friends by sara goodman confino

reckless girls by rachel hawkins

ghost 19 by simone st. james

the winter people by jennifer mcmahon

please join us by catherine mckenzie

under the whispering door by t.j. klune

the bookstore sisters by alice hoffman

lessons in chemistry by bonnie garmus

the new year’s party by daniel hurst

the house in the cerulean sea by t.j. klune

trixie and katya’s guide to womanhood by trixie mattel

i kissed shara wheeler by casey mcquiston

horrorstor by grady hendrix

yours truly by abby jimenez

happy place by emily henry

the soulmate by sally hepworth

i have some questions for you by rebecca makkai

what happened the ruthy ramirez by claire jimenez

mad honey by jodi picoult

really good, actually by monica heisey

the ballad of songbirds and snakes by suzanne collins

the lightning thief by rick riordan

harry potter and the philosophers stone by j.k. rowling

the sea of monsters by rick riordan

the titan’s curse by rick riordan

harry potter and the chamber of secrets by j.k. rowling

the battle of the labyrinth by rick riordan

harry potter and the prisoner of azkaban by j.k. rowling

the last olympian by rick riordan

the lost hero by rick riordan

harry potter and the goblet of fire by j.k. rowling

the son of neptune by rick riordan

the mark of athena by rick riordan

harry potter and the order of the phoenix by j.k. rowling

harry potter and the half blood prince by j.k. rowling

harry potter and the deathly hallows by j.k. rowling

harry potter and the cursed child by john tiffany

[adamwatchesmovies]

The Good Son (1993)

While I didn't enjoy this film, that doesn't mean you won't. No matter what I say, the people involved in this project did it: they actually made a movie. That's something to be applauded. With that established...

Dammit, I already used “Good Son, Bad Movie” the last time I wrote a review for this thriller. I could wrack my brain to think of something clever but that pretty much summarizes it. The Good Son brings nothing new to the “Bad Seed” story. Its characters are flat and what’s set up doesn’t pay off in any satisfying way. This means you have the entire movie figured out as soon as the main characters are introduced.

10-year-old Mark Evans (Elijah Wood) is still grieving his recently deceased mother when he's sent to live with his aunt (Wendy Crewson) and uncle (Daniel Hugh Kelly) while his father is away on business. Befriending their son, Henry (Macaulay Culkin), Mark soon realizes the boy pretends to be nice and well-mannered but is actually a cruel sadist obsessed with death.

The story goes that in the early '90s, Hollywood felt like the time was right for a “classy” thriller about children and evil. Macaulay Culkin was cast as the malicious kid as a way to show audiences that he had greater range than they had seen previously. The problem is that Caulkin didn’t fit this part. Even if you don’t see his face and flashback to a Christmas favorite, you don’t feel intimidated. I'm not saying that because there are few things as non-threatening as a 10-year-old. To compensate, the film takes many cheap shortcuts. Rather than make the film feel darker and edgier, these actually make it feel uninspired. We see Henry smoke but that's only shocking because it's something a little kid shouldn’t do. You see it as a tactic to provoke a reaction. There’s of course the obligatory curse word thrown in to make the sensitive mothers in the audience clutch their pearls and the standard stuff you’d expect out of this movie - the kind of bad behavior anyone with a brain would notice and bring up in a family therapy session. Henry wears creepy masks around the house. He has a shed in the woods where he collects animal bones, hangs dolls with nooses and has built a lethal crossbow. Most important of all, he speaks in a tone that screams “evil” because he never shows any vulnerability or emotion and delivers all of his lines as if they come from a teleprompter. I’m not saying that Culkin gives a bad performance but his dialogue clearly comes from an adult. You never buy it.

Despite all of these issues, I’m going to say that the biggest problem with The Good Son is that everything surrounding the titular child is so thin and poorly written. The assumption is that Henry’s parents are too busy grieving over their dead baby (I’ll give you three guesses of what happened) to recognize what’s hiding in plain sight. That theory doesn’t hold up. Shouldn’t Aunt Susan be so paranoid about her remaining son and daughter (she’s played by Quinn Culkin) that she’d never let them out of her sight? Instead, the kids are free to do whatever they want all day. I know this story takes place in a small town but it just doesn’t feel right. No, Henry gets away with everything because she’s too busy standing on the edge of a cliff all day (I bet you can see where that’s going too), as if she’s a 15th-century maiden waiting for her pirate husband to sail back after months away. Even with all of these “factors” hindering Mark’s believability… there’s no reason he shouldn’t be able to expose Henry for who he is. Over and over, you think director Joseph Ruben (who also directed the lousy Sleeping with the Enemy the previous year) will use the tools he has on hand. The child psychologist who surely won't be fooled by the pre-teen's facade, the numerous incidents around town, the way a child who is still grieving his mother might actually act out and misbehave… but no. It’s nothing but squandered potential.

Upon release,The Good Son was criticized for the way it took a child star and placed him in a film decidedly not appropriate for children. I’m not sure that's a fair criticism. If the movie had been really good, no one would’ve complained, particularly with the MPAA rating making it clear that this movie isn’t meant for young audiences. But it isn’t good, and when you combine that with the way it misuses its big names, The Good Son is just a waste. (February 25, 2022)

[libidomechanica]

“Let me no more”

A limerick sequence

                Why linger touch troops, already. Where eagle soar! Let me no more. To tough    one, and yet I shall I    not record some wee thing, leaving hearts in ever compared storm.

                Be pleasaunt Pipe, whych made, never more she deem’d the truth is, youth and mellow    field or silk neckcloth—and    reply! That commerce be all thrones, whose pretty sure and smiles.

                Pursue with greene woods where the orchestra warming need and, when wake to warm    younger. To lead? Grief made    the village smoke, theyr sheepe both at hand he bore a pure, the pit.

                And my force, where the my wife o’ mine. That we used to stone, are river. Even    me life was she would    one else all that will right refection. With won a single twig.

                Wet with one design’d. Roses—too may pipe to add a couplet, one without    thought by the prayse is well:    Your mind. Of murderous love and piety, they should be fair.

                But long lingring Phoebus wise. For signs which was mortal, guilty, but a cherry    was a trusse of his    nation made sanctity itself to me, saying the blue plums.

                Have gone home to Heav’n—his Eyelashes wept itself in flatterly been but    griefs infold: but in storm    Cease, yet, lilies a few, and tuned it would be doubt which the bounds.

                A page which frozen married up her ruin be, and eke your slender prince    amidst things are vasty    deep, dearer to the devise. Making? Who hateth the your mind.

                The pit and place? A lion ramps and whose breathes of innocence, keep me close    on his ditties blot; let    Majesty, and new successful prophecies, open to be!

                What Daniel read Malthus, general Markow, who am I …? Now I pray thee,    ’ and plunder’d upon him    was like widow’d with pity— let my feeding and, grew again!

                More virginia or he had taught be said that may veil. So often time and    gall. Which foole, who hath    be, let’s sniff and here is a narrow eyelids can attic-crib.

                Some sad maiden cherish pulses closed, all are lavish’d eagle soar! But here    in one thee to anticipate    that spurn those who frown’st that blesse the sighing, thou lament?

                Whose silver clere voice as tuneful quill. Or no: it is not abasht: when all    her even lovest, whether    that fable will I am, or what? While still it repose.

                The floats from warriors tough—they fill allow’d nought not long betrays me back to    the device of him who    pierced his merits and erasèd. Under towers eternal name.

                Just as I can without tells you is God. Their two courses of agony,    which attraction, stars dangled    in Beauty of sight foretold, love-vexed, that sweet-scented urn.

                That the heated—and shuddering a shadows wilt thou art brought the lengthy    lexicon of the chains    to be grate—I think till to educate. Like Phoebus lends through?

                Like windows glazed with a hey, and weep! A little sermons, or an aged,    helpless eyes, thrice, as Eldon    on his due? Then shrink from thy bliss, O Man! But what. When love.

                The pious playen while Cupid offer’d mountain-apple, your coyness I knew    not to lay on there’s    nor light cloud, for fear my jewels, and the Crown drought. But truce with light.

                Mothers but deed no injured by youth, and merry was free as though very    busy with the poet    doth such an one for hid delight. The roll’d his lot; the rules, tongue.

                What living the ignes fatuus; ’ or as sad as he, which I grieve to swim    the blood, the clenched, and ear!    About his first, or gemme of millinery, that loose, and why?

                — When Adeline, Aurora Raby? Sometimes plays the place where strangely passion-    winged eyes so well fitted,    by man with shepheard, he puff’d his head was twine, when splendour.

                Wealth shrank like churls, as the dull repentance is in two long bow than the gourd,    and then, that to piece. Knock    understand is rare: and Adeline, who make so may proceed.

                Outside your sleeping. Or some attending it Oh, weep anew! And shook till    now all never line;—but    a foolish boy, thou shall be soporific;—with light again!

                So subtly is to high treasure, hue, or some slight insinuation    rent Theotormon!—Her story:    and let the art dead, for loue and balm, or poison long past.

                Little speed in lilies, and dinted woodlands thoe: nought uphold against the    cries, whilst flower, the same    climbe so crafty, as are much less play. Are wrong cheerful as there.

                Thee again. But turning force in balance even as the saddle-leaved    was full time before fier    of our Life pursue with myself with foaming slave-maker now?

                Tender straying the side the Tyrian and to make it of pity    aristocratic, but of pain?    Which shall?—A match there bright, vision of the glenne: so now are bad.

                That, so struck vainly by the bone: what dismal stoicism, nought quite a    body hurt me. Blown down,    and the tinkling females of the canvas up—and verbum sat.

                What is just to be sublime in thee, and, sick Muse wound it better they climb!    Great and because a faithless    mountains a wretched vote may not long have hard, and his chinne.

                Bright chambers it nourishes, with Damaske roses were let my feeding. For    tears combat with woman    a’ her woes the laying hounds, thought as a charnel-roof! An Oh!

                Of one another lay, and on his silence. Today we are borne—but not    see that sweet loves a like    church last the same moves right be freër under and baffled rage.

                Of growing the story, Yet if needeth all in sorrows? The glasses through    their wealth shrank like cattle,    following hold, temper’d, reach’d it even of hem was lever.

                Ah good deal of the married. From his icy lips was even of my believe    if that! Clearest thou,    when I saw the serpent’s sisters live me not exhilarate.

                Which ours we say anything of all but not with crabbed cards for me. Proud of    the perfume. Maud has something    nostrils wide with them back her smooth face as though I despair.

                I am sick of fire. Things, in her breast, but in stormes in hasten there was    without in saving heavy,    ticks of Earn, and become out they fell sick, exclaiming;—’Juan!

                Being with hollow him whose infant joy shall for us, but brave among    the same reprov’d. With gems    and the Lord’s, some one wide open wyde. Whence is was a jest tongue.

                Descended to the child of being carried, she singing out of Darkness—    it can scarcely for to    quench’d it even me listening. To perfect thy footsteps too late.

                See both pebbles off, to returns her own darling eddies, cobbling nostrils?    In fire, and gray, and    Inarculum here is no good, plains a wreath most in rebel arms?

                That it a heap of sheaves roofed over with, like the was this day by the flockes    doe surcease: the rest,    her hidde, will perhaps churches. Whom yours has done my wife o’ mine.

                ’ Of hopes’ too bright thee why thou could run much longer touch of the wise begin!    And burst by mankind, am    urged by the roses and positions saved, but brave oppress’d.

                Blythe, blythe watch’d his jokes had an unspeakable desire; I love make it    alone stone set in trifling    his Lords tas-ke, when shackle my heart above. Like the best.

                Was fix’d in his fair on a shield her faith carelessly. Mine eyes were almost    clothe third times, was a bonie    face of honey and being colder the Lady of Shalott.

                And soon regained, and known; be as thou could ne’er-cloying Nature: by way of    reason of thy Throne of    tryfles at her goe. For you: and thunder’d the greater Bacon?

                No Caesar, ’ by those odd turn our rough, too surely maid! To swell’d shone three part,    while both the saddle-leather,    to be in such a weigh: she spear to meet her equipage.

                The eye, when all hast. And nerves his eye but shun followed the nations slain by    soldiers, the death to madness,    chaste concede quarter, in my arms when Lost Angel of fare?

                Had your day this was something but at once me here? She to some wee thing, she    is gone by concision,    wilt thou find feeling mission— in politics as yet with bands.

                Thy labour vain that hath refuses burdens, the hills where eagle returns    with the bank and woe? And    a ho, and lustihead doe not doubt he muse hath had outwent.

                I stands, what we read, till old, and a hey, and in a risk of grapes, his murmur,    and from the rose. Died    Adonais call’d Kilia, ’ to what was drawn thus invade a curse.

                The panting sail, outlined in mad trance, then, oh then in his was it would showers    decaying. The garden    of the world was his Son, he real to th’ height thy fame!

                Holding: now to Niobe did sing and straine, and there were by provocation mask’d—    a Power made them in    derring taketh me. Then all my carried. And where you so late.

                Before than her harvests clinck, preuelie, but t is fitting to the javelin suc    secure, do you add round    the mild! The drying page music in the whole rank grass his gore.

                And, like corpse. So sweet of day; while I shall be wrong can the proud humility,    if we live: against    such as sunny hair were the Lady Adeline, and a sweet.

                But for opposites, the Kidde as hereto, by my one had behaviour.    She went one little glance    they began to leaves you beautiful, unanswer’d Camelot.

                Their know it, but whether revolving year! His who knew, yet faded, and deadly    black. To look at us    neatly drede, some hundreds breast, of pain, to Juan, a mere cock’d.

                The Lovers withal, manners, from car to me. High, but various and    Inarculum here, then over    his break spares the pallid lilies are not match’d Urania!

                The Lady of Shalott. My Love in desolation shall I have tries thunders    graces can evening    Echoes, you draw the river. With any other speak Alas!

                —Adeline, Aurora at this hoarse. Where if thought, and, with money, or whether    is it thou faine would    pour’d glass of a lover, and your arm full of the Holy Land.

                His five hundreds and the graceful, monstrously proud, that if thou a nymph replied,    with her hate, dearest,    knights of her your voices of life. Is God’s universal love.

                In Ettrick’s valleys, like a star, beacons from the great god Pan, invulnerably    charms, while. Is worship    and view, are not be made vs merit do I owe you?

                After the stormes introduce tender a large from my reflection. For Younkers    Palinodie, the Stone    of the Hall, maud with their lot to bend my grief return no more!

                Thinks, how? They knew, Yet if needes his eyelids, as you speak truth atonement    you too, if we scan a    courtesy not such trials, and your feet, innocence and winters.

                Up came first day home, he’s two hours. To come up in sackcloth too, in another    some wee things. From the    village, faint flow’d wombs after than you can tell not go away.

                Thus by innumerable and home again! This said no and there, a little    as the lawful noises    and joyous lovely mark clean, and leaue to make a blood where?

                Adeline, in a transitory to teache hermit’s car leap from the    Eternity with baleful    at once that can see never move, whose very body solvent.

                When he was in a risk of good deal more than leave. But perish pulse each gale    blows chill and such one delights    to drop some wee things in the dread. Juan knew no better faith!

                Their heartless that is the can have tortured lamps of a dish. But thy medicines    made the same climes when    the Lion’s roar increase, bearing taketh meet, nor dares rolls on.

                He that is a bulky volume into an art. Less arm; time and with an    apology when splendour    on his armour rung, thou taught will make, the Daughter, a white!

                Own heard Kiddie the mirrors: what I still, and how does not thine? Lies hate, to    take the shamefull time    And the Foxe, forgot, most for two of grain a surprise a head!

                A milk diet. Light lest it is to brings of Heaven I know it is to    critics, and tall, dried graveyard    cross’d the skill, and girls of jet I sent of dictions of sight.

                There all duty, but what was nothing, she sat by Eden’s door. Now was the    chorus of insolence,    dumb conferr’d, because of the possession had a modern quill.

                And why are holds five brave me one, and turn my first-born below with without    malice lend an early    youth should I meet? Only black chords upon the bones of your mind.

                His wonder with jealous clouds as Algrind vsed to hate so many trespass    with exasperated    ere the hollow door, for you are all used wars to escape. What?

                A dream in his immortal stars! What’s very like fourth we heard in her sects?    If on some odd mistakes,    to brain an image through thundered by Miltonic mean but wars.

                Of her mines! Now, we knoweth Helicon the mirror, spotless fair co-    heiresses by the weld. Full    well as we names, and smile, if choice of late, helpless to Pall Mall.

                When I touches your children climb the burn in blood body perpetual    motion of general noise    of his couplet, one drop of death whom? Next, when they had charm less.

                When the hour, called out a moan? When I shall darke same;—but all the loved again!    Certain sight of him who    level mead on wing, but innocence are stone the girls of sighs.

                Passionate she does the word which charm. Tho’ rich in waits told the deepe in Sommer    since who are mean, we’ve    left alive, and, when who building and, will nor coin of sence they?

                But, alas! The stone bastion, like a sultan, as we may cool flesh and liquid    lay up; and writers,    kith or foes—all nation: the ladies wink at her vineyard—yes!

                Then adieu,—farewell! He tore outlined in the free as the Gate her little    greet me not! He wrote, and    fight, that is hurtling forward, and then, come upon a half-said.

                The ills that all. But to pay by day, to serve your sleep, and the leaves amongst    his brain, before nobler    exercise; o kissed my business it the early goddess way.

                Since first day homes in their form all is driven, like a tooth slips from the Turk’s    resistance lover all    that mild beastlyhead. Blind Fortune as every humanity.

                The Kozacks, or, if these were stars awake when thereon you disgrace: binde youth,    outdrank they han the spring.    To the hill forgetful bee; and shine, the ants, thou a nymph!

                See, knowing, and buildeth the breath was fix’d with weak hands he cliff-road edged with    gentless, aghast! Trance, which    fills a regimental surgeons who buys whole’s a zone colder.

                Triumphal arch, or grave to Churchill and his God. Bring her beyond the story,    which seems, to breathed o’er    the affections, which was in an humbly own—’tis decorum.

                And in Julia’s lip was but a dish. Fly; Is that I do claim’d supersede    all their hand upon a    taken by another valentine. And field, but thy iollitee.

                As if just not long section, lingering brain is just you. And all that awkward    like a woman a’ her    woes, and in woe alone had not gone; her sighs toward Lambkins best.

                There were Elisa, Queene, o seem’d to ashes that glitter’d not; and Maud in    a closed to emigrations.    I remember things, Romans to be forgetful of all.

                Also he solitary shadows;— but I am pushing dazzling teare,    and death The spoke of stricken    eagle soar! And she sings of the words your pillours eare day!

                Who fry in you em more virgin fill’d its displaie, how could not that sourse on statesmen    utterly. The Kozacks,    or, if she dang me, an’ aft my love, live and beastlyhead.

                But all this morrow, month follies layd: cuddie can but poets still, whose infant    terrors of Albion    was not at a time and felt his lost. Love, call’d his silent be.

                But I am not all this vault out being far away, he did not Loves;    nor light. But who am    I …? Where gone youngling but to me, while Cupid weep foam away.

                Love like a sweet voice, sweetness, parapet, rampart by heart keep extreme way    to morrow and the banks    o’ Earn, as was not the route? What faces were kings of your back.

                A breathes of old trust, but and true, it is a-cold; come to mine eyes? Nor less?    Were clean again. How couldn’t    sing as I can choose with errors and send thy laws forever.

                ’ Her was here had sketch you hear of insolencie, lulled the ladies’ forces. I    make the sun forget the    broad clear, when I know how to bear your goodlihead the river.

                A couple, were stain she fading the many a light way I throwe. For age    to each peal on peal’d his    lines so sweetly on my face by heart of such is most unrest.

                Humid seal of her harvest is raking matters. The Pope the sun had each    doth hearts in everywhere    answering metaphysics to toes and guest, died Adonais!

                Such or roses and she too much zest upon them in derring down the rush    of red to dedicate    did. For Fate who make a battle unroll’d his own: t is saints?

                Over things to be the blue how language; and yet awhile! Thus could have increase    no more; but shepheards    soere she gan to make me claim the mass what touches both to moan!

                Pleased the departed; thou would not by the horse, and tuneless chord, to prey;    which there vigor barely    to pursue without a while. Most foes. Circumstance on the gout.

                To love the silent be.—Fairest maid, and they so smother death’s valley-depths    of winning station, as    is so enamour’—a dish. And bed as if it were alone.

                As warm in her vineyard, scatter’d free, and many a fine today. Death of    us making them, being    born of this sort of men who would say to the abhorrence.

[aliteraryprincess]

So I have been thinking about this for way longer than I should have. And at first I was just thinking about a general fairy tale course, but while I was thinking, I came up with the idea of a course focused on motherhood in fairy tales. So here's how I would organize it and what I would include.

The Mother's Protection:

"Aschenputtel" - the Brothers Grimm

"The Goose Girl" - the Brothers Grimm

"Vasilisa the Beautiful" - Russian fairy tale

"Ye Xian" - Chinese fairy tale

"The Bloody Chamber" - Angela Carter

Vassa in the Night - Sarah Porter

Maleficent (2014) - I opted to put this here because Maleficent ultimately has a mother/daughter relationship with Aurora and it is her love that breaks the curse

The Wicked (Step)Mother

"Cenerentola" - Giambattista Basile

"Cinderella" - Charles Perrault

"Little Snow White" - the Brothers Grimm

"Gold Tree and Silver Tree" - a Celtic fairy tale

"The Juniper Tree" - the Brothers Grimm

All the Ever Afters - Danielle Teller

Girls Made of Snow and Glass - Melissa Bashardoust

Beauty - Nancy Butcher

Tangled (2010)

The Mother-in-Law

"Sleeping Beauty in the Wood" - Charles Perrault

"Six Swans" - the Brothers Grimm

"Girl Without Hands" - the Brothers Grimm

Daughter of the Forest - Juliet Marillier

Maleficent: Mistress of Evil (2019)

Pregnancy, Infertility, & Loss

"Sun, Moon, and Talia" - Giambattista Basile

"Persinette" - Charlotte-Rose de Caumont de La Force

"The Snow Maiden" - Russian fairy tale

"The Story of a Mother" Hans Christian Anderson

The Snow Child by Eowyn Ivey

Zel by Donna Jo Napoli

Into the Woods (2014) - I'd rather have a filmed version of the stage musical, but I'm not sure if that exists

Book Discussion

i haven't been able to shut up about my fairy tale class but now i'm wondering: what versions of fairy tales would YOU add to a syllabus about fairy tales and why? it can be any medium, from novels to short stories to movies etc.

[mychameleondays]

Anna Calvi: Anna Calvi

Gatefold

Domino WIGLP260

Released: January 17, 2011

[nofatclips]

Sing To Me by Anna Calvi from One Breath - Director: Emma Nathan

[belwoodmusic]

Belwood Music Awards 2021

Belwood Music Awards 2021

Before we come together to usher in the new year, it’s time for one last look back in the rear-view mirror at 2021. It’s a year that has both flown by and felt like a lifetime all at once. The ongoing pandemic dragging its feet has left us feeling more tired and weary than ever, but a few rays of sun have managed to break through the clouds in the past twelve months. We’ve seen a return of live…

[redspecial20]

Hello everyone, I'm Sandy/Dee Dee!

I love music (mostly 60s, 70s, 80s, 90s), reading, playing guitar, photography and retro/vintage stuff, old cars, dragons, etc.

Mostly here I will share my photos, things I created in Picsart, something with one of my favorite bands or my favorite quotes...

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Moji oblíbení fotografové: Mick Rock, Dežo Hoffmann, Jim Marshall, Daniel Angeli, Eric Kogan, Annie Leibowitz, Antonín Kratochvíl, Koh Hasebe, Andrea Lemos, Peter Simon, atd.

My Fave Bands/Singers: Queen, Rolling Stones, The Beatles, The Who, Ramones, Led Zeppelin, Metallica, Megadeth, Iron Maiden, Def Leppard, Nirvana, Foo Fighters, Pearl Jam, Soundgarden, Alice in Chains, Pink Floyd, Bon Jovi, Mötley Crüe, GnR, BGs, Roxette, KISS, Meky Žbirka, LP, Scorpions, The Doors, Velvet Underground, Lou Reed, Sex Pistols, Janis Joplin, David Bowie, Green Day, Aerosmith, Bowie, Elton John, Phil Collins, Genesis, Van Halen, Sadeyes, JVKE, David Kushner, Harry Styles, etc.

My Fave Artists: Warhol, Lichtestein, Modigliani, Kahlo, Ronnie Wood, Banksy, Botticelli,...

Favourite Movies: Hair, Bohemian Rhapsody, Grease, Dirty Dancing, Help, Yellow Submarine, Amelie from Montmartre, Lion King, The Song Remains The Same, Piti piti pa, Labyrinth, Ghostbusters, Sgt. Pepper's lonely hearts club, Rocket man, Breakfast at Tiffany's, Singing in the rain, etc....

Favourite TV Shows: Stranger Things, Metal Family, Gilmore Girls, Daria, Randall and Hopkirk, Glee, etc.

Favourite Books: Love Story, Little Prince, On The Road, Breakfast at Tiffany's Just Kids from Patti Smith, Life from Keith Richards, etc

Favourite Writers: Antoine de Saint Exupéry, Erich Segal, Jacqueline Wilson, Allen Ginsberg, Jack Kerouac, Charles Bukowski, Arthur Rimbaud, Peter Orlovsky, Gregory Corso, Ivan Martin Jirous, Patti Smith, Colleen Hoover,...

[nyxshadowhawk]

Dark Royalty Core Playlist

People seemed to really like the Beltane playlist so I thought I’d post more of my playlists! I started making this one when I learned that the Dark Royalty Aesthetic was a thing, and I am so happy that it is a thing! It’s now one of my favorite aesthetics, and it got me into more traditional classical music. This is intended to be a “master playlist” -- some of these pieces are taken from oliviaalee on youtube, but many are favorites of mine.

“Masquerade - Ballet Suite: 1. Waltz” by Aram Khachaturian, London Symphony Orchestra, et.al. “Expectation” by Herold Kittler, Nikolai Sergeyev, et.al. “Leopoldine” by Ez3kiel “An Extraordinary Tale” by Peter Gundry “Ghost Waltz” by Abel Korzeniowski “Dance of the Damned” by Peter Gundry “Lestat’s Recitative” by Elliot Goldenthal “Amur Waves” by Max Kyuss, Nikolai Nazarov, et.al. “Gnossienne no. 1″ by Erik Satie, Alena Cherney “Tocka” by Оркестр "Классика" “Midnight Waltz” by Adam Hurst “The Secret Garden” by Adrian von Ziegler “The Second Waltz” by André Rieu, Johan Strauss Orchestra “An Embassy Waltz” by Mickymar Productions Ltd and Failbetter Games  “Tonight Ve Dance” Peter Gundry “Gramophone” by Eugen Doga “Merry-Go-Round of Life” by Joe Hisaishi “Cinderella, Op. 87, Act 1: No. 19, Cinderella’s Departure for the Ball” by Sergei Prokofiev, André Previn, London Symphony Orchestra “Valse sentimentale, Op. 51, No. 6″ by Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky, Josef Sakonov, et.al. “Wood Carving Partita” (cover) by Tim Stoney “Danse macabre, Op. 40: Poème symphonique d’après une poésie de Henri Cazalis” by Camille Saint-Saëns, Rudfunk Sinfonieorchester Berlin, et.al. “Legacy of Sorrow” by Nox Arcana “Nocturnal Waltz” by Johannes Bornlöf “Incantato” by Adam Hurst “A Midsummer Night’s Dream, Op. 61: Scherzo No. 1″ by Felix Mendelssohn, Staatskapelle Berlin, et.al. “Serenade for Strings in E, Op. 22: 2. Tempo di valse” by Antonín Dvorák, Academy of St Martin in the Fields, et.al. “The Shadow’s Bride” by Peter Gundry “Nocturne No. 20 In C Sharp Minor, Op.posth” by Frédéric Chopin, Alice Sara Ott “Ghost Bride” by Adrian von Ziegler “Suite Gothique, Op. 25: I. Introduction et choral” by Léon Bollëmann, Michael Phol “2 Romanian Rhapsodies, Op. 11: Rhapsody No. 1 in A Major” by George Enescu, Heinz Rögner et.al. “Bagatelle No. 25 in A Minor, "Für Elise", WoO 59” by Ludwig van Beethoven, Lang Lang “The Nocturnal” by Peter Gundry “Piano Sonata No.14 In C Sharp Minor, Op.27 No.2 -"Moonlight": 1. Adagio sostenuto” by Ludwig van Beethoven, Daniel Barenboim “Insomnies” by Ez3kiel “Dance of Gold” (cover) by Tim Stoney, Kristin Naigus, et.al. “Parliament of Owls” by Agnes Obel “An Amalgamation Waltz 1839” by Joep Beving “Dance of Pales” (cover) by Tim Stoney *** “Symphonie Fantastique, Op. 14 (Episode de la vie d&apos;un artiste) : II. Un Bal (A Ball)” by Hector Berlioz, Tbilisi Symphony Orchestra et.al. “Ritual” by Adam Hurst “Forest Tale” by Wilhelm Becker, Nikolai Nazarov, et.al. “The Awakening” by Peter Gundry “Ceremonial Spell” by Adrian von Ziegler “Autumn Moon” by Eternal Eclipse  “Phantastic Dance No. 1″ by Dmitri Shostakovich, Christian Funke, et.al. “Waltz of Souls” by Adam Hurst “Agnus dei” by Samuel Barber, Roderich Kreile, et.al. “14 Romances, Op. 34: No. 14, Vocalise” by Sergei Rachmaninoff, Jan Vogler, et.al. “Holberg Suite, Op. 40: IV. Air” by Edvard Grieg, Staatskapelle Dresden, et.al. “Gaspard de la nuit, M. 55: No. 3, Scarbo. Modéré in B Major” by Maurice Ravel, Cecile Ousset “Waltz” by Eugen Doga “Dorian’s Theme” by Charlie Mole “Children's Corner, L. 113: IV. The Snow is Dancing” by Claude Debussy, Peter Rosel “Duo in G Major: II. Air” by François Couperin, Barbara Sanderling, et.al. “No.9 - Finale - Swan theme (Andante)” by Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky, Royal Philharmonic Orchestra  “Organ Sonata in C Minor: I. Grave - Larghetto” by Julius Reubke, Michael Pohl “Requiem for the Gods” (cover) by Wayne Strange, Chad Schwartz “Death Waltz” by Adam Hurst “Lacrimosa” by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, Lisa Beckley, et.al. “Weeping Willow” by Gabrielle Aapri “Eternal Slumber” by Yonder Dale “Midnight Masquerade” by Nick Murray “The Vampire Masquerade Organ Version” by Peter Gundry “Cloak and Dagger” by Eternal Eclipse “Appassionata” by Rolf Lovland, Secret Garden “String Quartet No. 14 in D Minor, D. 810 "Death and the Maiden": II. Andante con moto - Arr. Gustav Mahler” by Franz Schubert et.al. “Reflections” by Toshifumi Hinata “Mariage d’Amour” by Jacob’s Piano “Carnival of the Animals: XIII. The Swan” by Camille Saint-Saëns, Yo-Yo Ma “Victor’s Piano Solo” by Danny Elfman “Sofia’s Waltz” by Carvajal “The Nutcracker, Op.71, TH.14 / Act 2: No. 14a Pas de deux: Intrada” by Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky, Mariinsky Orchestra, et.al.

Spotify Link:  https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3yFvAGB5xdoOELbmiJ136U?si=1d1f15e826ac445b

[blvckmvgicwoman]

a loooong time ago (sorry my loves) I was tagged by @daveslutstaine to share my 5 current favorite songs and by @langdonsluxiouslocks to share 10 songs I really really like, so I'm putting these two together 🖤

5 favorite songs lately

1. No Mercy by Pvris

2. Talk by Hozier

3. Dear Love of Mine by Daniel Spaleniak

4. EXÚ by LAZÚLI

5. Huepaje by Bomba Estéreo

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10 of my favorite songs

1. Moonchild by Iron Maiden

2. For Whom The Bell Tolls by Metallica

3. Hells Bells by AC/DC

4. Redimir by Pitty

5. Te Boté by Nio García (ft a lot of people)

6. Pepas by Farruko

7. In The Woods Somewhere by Hozier

8. Howl by Florence + the Machine

9. Elegancia Tropical by Bomba Estéreo

10. Soltasbruxa by francisco, el hombre

leaving an open tag!