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[gatorbytes]

from Spanish Sahara on Foals' Total Life Forever (2010)

[mothhauntedbyflame]

THE HUNGER WITHIN

Rage chews on my insides

That I despise as well as the rest of my body

My blood is still on now foreign hands

But also on my own

How come that what tears me apart from the inside makes me invisible

I'm stuck on the surface

I can't drown in what pulls me down

Now I know how to swim

But I don't want to

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54 for the wrapped lyric ask game!

"Now that we're older, the future is colder, but what is there to do?" - A Knife in the Ocean by Foals

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Foals - Inhaler (with lyrics in description)

[poprocklyrics]

I lost myself again, I just need time to mend Some quiet and some care, some time to repair

2am, Foals

[secludedraven]

A Knife in the Ocean - Foals

[matunasxd]

I see a mountain in my way It’s looming larger by the day I see a darkness in my faith I'll drive my car without the brakes

[pink-ladybugs]

Harvest Moon Ch. 3

Farmhand Abby Anderson x Femme Reader

See ch.1, ch.2

Inspired by:

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Description: Fluff, angst, friends to lovers, time skip. Abby Anderson farmhand AU. Modern AU.

Plot: You and Abby had been best friends since childhood. You basically grew up together in a small town in eastern Washington. However, a vicious fight separates the two of you. Only the most unpredictable circumstance can bring you back together. This is the third installation.

Author’s Note: I just finished my finals and now it’s spring break! I have more time to write now. 😊

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After Dan reluctantly consumed the vegetables and baked salmon you had cooked for him, he retired to his bedroom. He was completely knocked out before his head even hit the pillow, snoring like a bear.

You washed the dishes from dinner (and previously neglected dishes…) in the sink downstairs. You hum a song as you work. Singing parts of the lyrics that you remember.

“I wanna see you dance agai-“ You stop yourself.

You are instantly back in the hot gym of Dry Creek High School. You giggle about how old the song is, dancing awkwardly to the rhythm.

“Who still listens to Neil young?” Says a voice.

Abby’s voice.

You blink and the moment is gone. Now your eyes fixate on the tap water running over the dishes in your hands. You turn the water off and dry your hands on your jeans. The thought of that night doesn’t leave you no matter how hard you try to think of something else.

You step into your childhood bedroom and register the untouched belongings. The ones that used to belong to you. Or, a version of you. Your simple attic bedroom had accumulated dust. You watch dust particles flow through small beams of moonlight that slip through your window. The old lace curtains frame the full moon. Your dark oak bed frame creaks like it always used to as you climb onto the mattress. You pull the layers of quilts over your shoulders and try to get comfortable.

You feel like a little girl all over again. Coming back to this room feels like stepping into it for the very first time. When you were young and scared. Living with your uncle, a man you barely knew after your parents had passed. The thoughts of how much things have changed infest your mind. Every event that occurred in your childhood plays on the inside of your eyelids like a never ending movie.

That night you end up tossing and turning until early morning birds chirp loudly outside of your window.

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Clouds roll over the farm, giving the land that signature grey filter that appears in the awkward stages between the end of Winter and the bloom of Spring. It dulls the vibrant greens of the trees and blues of the sky. The fog covers any sight of the regal mountains. Like a secret kept hidden to those who are patient enough to stay for the beauty of Summer.

The cold stings your face as you walk around the farm. Not much has changed. You notice a few new fences, a stump where a tree had once stood, and more peeled paint on the exterior walls of the stable.

The inside of the stable is warm. Horses grunt at you as you walk by, analyzing them. You recognize some of them, except they were only foals when you last saw them. Before guilt can creep into your heart again, a bark interrupts your thoughts.

“Shep!” You crouch down as the panting golden retriever runs into your arms.

“Hi buddy!” You say running your hands through his fur. When you were little you begged Dan for a puppy. You convinced him that the dog you get could help him on the farm by herding the animals back into their pens. Then came along Shep on Christmas morning. A tiny puppy Dan had brought in after you finished opening the rest of your presents. You quickly realized this dog could barely find his own tail, let alone herd sheep. So instead, he became your loyal sidekick in every adventure you dragged him into as a child.

“I missed you!” You say scratching behind his ears. Shep pants happily as he sits for you, wagging his tail.

His ears suddenly perk up and his head twists towards the entrance of the stable. He quickly leaves your embrace and jogs over to a tall figure leaning against the stable entrance.

First you notice the boots. Then the hat. Then the braid. You stand up and walk towards the figure to make sure you aren’t seeing things.

There stood Abby. Except, it wasn’t the Abby that you knew. Her stance was confident, a stark comparison to the socially inept teenager you had to beg to come with you to school events. Her scrawny limbs were replaced with lean muscle. Her hair was longer, more parts were bleached from being out in the sun too long. And her face, her face had changed too. New freckles that you didn’t recognize litter her cheeks. The soft baby face you once knew was replaced by a hardened expression. One you could no longer read. You gain a small ounce of comfort from the realization that her eyes had stayed the same.

She stands at the entrance of the stable with her arms crossed until Shep approaches her. She crouches down and gives him ear scratches.

“Look Shep, it’s the traitor.” She says in a baby voice. Your nose crinkles. So this is how its gonna go…

“What are you doing here? How did you know I was coming back into town?” You ask. Abby looks around for a stick to throw for Shep, still avoiding your gaze.

“I didn’t.” Abby says picking up a small stick. Her voice was slightly deeper. Your heart pangs as you remember when it used to crack whenever she got nervous. Her country accent somehow got thicker too. Who was this girl?

“Then why are you here?” Your eyebrow quirks.

“I work here.” Abby says nonchalantly as she waves the stick in front of Shep and then throws it a few yards away.

“What? When did you start working here?”

“Couple days ago. Dan officially hired me after his visit with Doc. But I’ve been helping him out here and there for about… hm.. when was it that you left again?” Abby says finally meeting your gaze, arms crossed.

Anger surges through you. How could Dan not tell you about this?

“Oh thats right! Six years. Six years ago when you left everybody to go to your fancy-pants school. I forgot.” Abby says. The words dig into your skin, skin that she knew how to get under all too well.

“Well Im here now alright? And Dan doesn’t need you here because he’s got me. So you can go home and let me take care of it.” You say placing a hand on your hip. Shep comes back with his stick and happily gives it to Abby who throws it again. He is blissfully unaware of the heated conversation as he chases after it.

Abby scoffs. “This farm wouldn’t survive without me. I don’t even know why you came back. Dans got me to take care of him and the crops. This place doesn’t need you.” Abby says harshly. Your brow furrows and your fist clenches.

“That’s funny. I remember you saying the exact opposite before you left me out in the woods to walk home six years ago.” You say, your cheeks burning from the confrontation.

Abby’s eyes narrow. “I don’t think we wanna talk about mistakes that were made six years ago.”

“Well maybe we do, because you seem to care. A lot.” You point out.

Shep comes back with the stick but this time Abby takes it from him and throws it angrily, as far as she can. Her tone turns defensive.

“I don’t care! I could give a horses ass about what happened that night!” She says throwing her hands up into the air.

You meet her energy. “Well good! Because I certainly don’t care about it either!” You shout.

“Im glad.” Abby taunts you.

“Im glad you’re glad!” You yell.

“Well Im glad you’re glad Im glad!” She yells back, realizing the stupidity of her words. It seems like you still knew how to get under her skin too.

Abby pivots away from you in frustration and angrily stomps in the opposite direction of the stable. Shep follows her with his stick.

“Not now Shep!” She yells. Shep whimpers and looks over at you with puppy dog eyes. He then reluctantly turns to follow Abby with droopy ears.

Your heart beats fast. You can barely believe what just happened. You had no idea there would be such an explosion on your second day back in town. You feel like throwing up.

Your queasiness is quickly replaced by anger. Anger towards a certain someone. Not Abby…

Dan.

[overtail]

Anything - Zuko x Reader

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IMPORTANT: I wanna apologize for all of the requests I haven't been able to complete due to writers block. Im literally only writing this to get motivated, I'm so sorry gang

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.☘︎ ݁˖ anything - adrienne lenker (a song based one-shot)

playlist I listened to while writing this ~

Summary: The tranquil summer afternoon, a brief but blissful time, when he journeyed up the hill to witness the sight of her. Zuko harboured a secret yearning for those precious moments from the past, when her mere presence warmed his cold heart.

Warning: Tooth rotting fluff, a tad wee bit of angst

Info: Takes place before the agni kai and after the defeat of Ozai, a female intended reader, no use of (y/n), and I skipped some lyrics cause it didnt apply..........

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'Staring down the barrel of the hot sun

Shining with the sheen of a shotgun

Carol has a little if we need some

Joyous rays, we wanna come'

The young prince felt the sweat of the summer trickle down his loosely robed back. He wiped his forehead with his bare, pale arm, beads of salty sweat sinking into the thin brows sat upon his face.

It was mid afternoon, presumably around 12:34. Zuko usually abandoned his duties of summer schoolwork around this time every Thursday, taking his long awaited treck up the hill not too far from the palace.

As mid-summer crept up, Zuko decided to wear less moisture-inducing clothing. His uncle Iroh offered him some old shorts of Lu Ten's, though they were a tad bit too small for the prince's frame. Zuko was big for his age - 10 - around 4'10 and skinny limbs. He remembered when his mother used to call him her 'little foal'. At the time, he hated the nickname. It made him feel clumsy, ridiculous, and insecure about his skinny limbs. But now as he looked back, he cherished every little detail, every memory, every signal of his mother.

Zuko liked the sounds of wood pigeons. Many of them occupied this grassy region of the fire nation. It held a feeling of calm nostalgia, like he was just a little boy once again, playing around in the gardens with his mama, teasing Azula and her friends.

As he neared the top of the hill, he heard the soft 'coo-coo' of a wood pigeon. He glanced up at a nearby tree, trying to see if he could spot the small brown winged creature. Before he could correctly inspect the tree, he was knocked to the ground.

Zuko glanced up, smiling as her toothy grin filled his sight. Her hair messily fell over both of them, all frizzy and crazy.

She yelled his name in glee, holding Zuko tight in her small arms. Zuko smiled back, patting her backside with a gentle hand.

'Hanging your jeans with a clothes pin

Skin still wet, still on my skin

Mango in your mouth, juice dripping

Shoulder of your shirtsleeve slipping'

The two sat on a ruffled blanket, watching as the breeze ruffled up the hair-like leaves of the willow trees in the distance. Her bare toes messily poked the dirt, tracing small figures and images in the grass in front of him.

Zuko watched as she chewed on the flesh of a mango, humming a soft fire-nation tune as she watched the hustle and bustle of nature below. A few droplets of the juice fell onto her lap, seeping into the dark red fabric of her skirt. She didn't seem to mind. Her stature and way of livelihood was much different compared to the strict life of a fire nation prince. It was a calming pace compared to his life back home - and maybe that was why he loved hanging out with her.

Her hair was loosely tied in two ponytails, which was obviously put up by her own hands. One was bigger than the other, mostly because half of the right ponytail was falling out and the hair was resting on her shoulder. Her haircut was choppy, and Zuko could see the gap between her two front teeth as she sucked on the fruit.

Everything about her seems so human, so carefree. Every single waking moment Zuko spent with her made him feel like a normal child.

The two spoke about ridiculous things, like how she saw a woman and her husband fighting in the middle of the nation's plaza. She told him about what the wife was wearing, how she pointed at her husband, how her husband was balding in some areas.

Her little stories helped Zuko get a glimpse of the outside world.

'Grocery store list, now you get this

Brunch, had calls and messages

I don't wanna be the owner of your fantasy

I just wanna be a part of your family'

Her eyes widened as a glimpse of remembrance filled her big, child-like eyes. She reached up, grabbing the mango out of her mouth and placing it on the blanket beneath her. Zuko chewed on his lip as the juices of the fruit rolled down the side of it.

She reached into her back pocket, shifting slightly so she could fully reach into it. As she pulled it out, it was a haphazardly folded piece of paper. Some of the corners were crumpled and ripped off, and Zuko saw crayon peeking out of one of the sides that were folded inwards.

Zuko asked what the paper was for, but only got a chest full of paper. She giggled, smiling as she awaited for Zuko to look at the note.

He unfolded the paper, looking at what was hidden inside. A small doodle of a red stickman with a crown and a smaller one of a girl (which was obvious from the triangle dress) next to him. In messy handwriting, there was text that said 'Yu as firlord' pointing to the man.

Zuko looked up with a smile, his cheeks chubby and full. He felt overjoyed seeing this, especially since he lost sense of his worth. Zuko assumed the girl was her, and she also had a crown on.

'And I don't wanna talk about anything

I don't wanna talk about anything

I wanna kiss, kiss your eyes again

Wanna witness your eyes looking'

The moonlight crept over the lip of the hill, illuminating the dew-covered grass blades around her and Zuko. Her head rested on his lap, and Zuko's hand supported his weight while he leaned on his arm.

Zuko had mentioned that he would be going to one of his father's war meetings tomorrow for the first time. He was overjoyed, all the while she wasn't very strong on the idea. She was on the left side of the war. Even though she was Fire Nation, she wasn't proud of her nation's actions.

The two spoke about the upcoming future, what Zuko's 14th birthday would be like. It was over 8 months away, but being a kid meant that day was everything. Everything.

His fingers tangled in the messy length of her hair. Her mother refused to let her cut it ever since she messed it up. 3 years later, it almost reached her back.

Zuko didn't know what was between them. 13 was a weird age, especially when your best friend is a pretty girl. She wasn't 'perfect pretty'. She was reckless, unladylike, clumsy and didn't care what she looked like, but maybe that's why Zuko admired her so much.

The two had shared a kiss. Just one. It was a singular peck on the lips, and it was only because the two wanted to know what it felt like. The boys at school didn't like her, and she was the only girl Zuko knew besides Azula.

Zuko wasn't aware what would awaken between them. It was gradual, but he started to become nervous around her. Simple things they always did like hugs, cuddling, and her laying on his lap like this soon felt like there was a secret incentive under every little detail and action. Zuko felt as if he was suffocating under his own mushed up emotions.

Though, behind all of the nervous glances and red tinted cheeks, Zuko never wanted to be away from her. Despite the new feeling, everything else felt the same. Everything felt like they were little again. Like they were still human.

'I don't wanna talk about anyone

I don't wanna talk about anyone

I wanna sleep in your car while you're driving

Lay on your lap whеn I'm crying'

Zuko watched the crowd on the beaches of the fire nation get farther and farther away as the boat slowly drifted from shore. The wind whipped his pale skin, red marks from the lack of warm temperature forming on his cheeks. Half of his sight was blocked by the bandage on his eye, making Zuko feel blind and vulnerable.

He felt as if he was ripped apart, all of the good things in his life dripped out of his wounds and seeping into the floor beneath. He couldn't cry. He couldn't feel. The world around him felt numb.

In the midst of his sulking, he hadn't even thought about her.

Zuko heard a screaming from the deck, bringing him back to reality. He glanced down to the land he just left, his eyes drifting over to the commotion below. Two guards struggled to hold back a screaming girl, her body tempted to jump into the cold ocean and swim over to Zuko. He realized who it was when she screamed for the guards to let her come with.

Her hair had come undone, falling in front of her tear-filled eyes. Her face was red from all the effort she put into trying to escape from the grasp of the soldiers. Snot ran down her nose as she sobbed, choking on the sound of her own tears.

Zuko wanted to tell the captain to stop, to turn around and bring her with, but he knew it was for the best. There were to be no distractions. His mind had to be set on capturing the Avatar, and restoring his honor.

Whenever he was with her, he felt alive. He felt human. Zuko always thought that feeling was good, not having to be a perfect robot constantly. Now as he watched the girl he once admired scream and cry just to see him one last time, he finally wished neither him or her felt human.

'Circle of pine and riddle

Circlе of moss and fire smoke

Fan on the ceiling like a wheel spoke

Push the clutch in and I pull the choke'

Three years, three long years thrown over the cliff and into the gaping hole of Zuko's tragedy.

Finally, finally, he found the Avatar. He found his meaning, he found the key to the lock that was his father's trust, his honor. Even with the determination of a thousand guards, he let the opportunity slip from his thin fingertips.

Zuko trashed his bedroom, throwing books to the ground and Knocking dressers over. A low growl echoed from his throat, followed by the choking of sobs. He didn't know how to feel, so these sudden emotions were so frightening.

The urge to stake his skin off, to scream and cry like a child, was all too much for him.

Zuko reached into his desk, grabbing loose papers and notebooks as he threw them to the floor. He cursed under his breath, biting at him bottom lip.

As he trashed every item in his desk drawer, he crumpled up another paper, throwing it onto the floor behind him. Though, before he did, he saw a glimpse of what was on the paper.

Zuko stopped his tantrum, turning to look at the paper. He saw red crayon.

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"We had it all, but we didn't stop to think about it." - On the Luna by Foals

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Foals - Inhaler (Lyrics)

[the-goya-jerker]

do you have any thoughts on nine inch nails/their song “closer” and the music video for it?

to preface: i am autistic and nine inch nails is a special interest for me. “closer” has a deeper meaning than “the sex song” and is part of a big concept album, and i genuinely think trent reznor is a great artist & director, but people brush off his music/videos because it’s “just” sexual or controversially erotic. well, like klimt or whoever said, all art is erotic!! everything has value no matter what part of your brain it is appealing to. the-goya-jerker dot tumblr dot com i think you are the only guy who actually understands this. you dont have to agree with me i just respect how you view art from the perspective of a nine inch nails fan

Thank you for bringing your special interest to me, dear stranger. I am a king, presented a beautiful gift on a velvet cushion. A princess being given the dearest of unicorn foals to nurture here.

I never knew that The Downward Spiral was a concept album. (My music knowledge tends to be broad and shallow over narrow and deep, y'know?). I knew a few songs (The Only Time is a personal fave) but I didn't know much about the band.

So, just as an overview of the album it's about the narrator's titular downward spiral. Wikipedia lists the themes as: "religion, dehumanization, violence, disease, society, drugs, sex, and finally, suicide."

Just looking at Closer, it's not hard to see why people think of it as a "sex song", honestly. But much like a lot of popular art, I encourage the audience to really listen to the lyrics here, to examine it in a different way.

The backing track (hiiii Iggy Pop! Iggy Pop cameo here!!) has a strong rhythm. The breathy vocals add to the sexual feeling of the song. The lyrics are, on a surface level, talking about sex. But there's some pretty loaded language included. The narrator doesn't just use your typical words like making love or fucking. He "desecrates" he "violates" he "uses". The use of the phrase "I wanna fuck you like an animal" isn't about the intensity, it's about self-degradation.

I think a pretty fair general interpretation (and do come correct me if you think otherwise anon!) is that the narrator wants to escape himself, his flaws, his self loathing, by having sex with people. He wants to be someone else.

This isn't a song about just having sex, this is a song about hating yourself so much that sex feels like it must be degrading for the other person just because it's with you.

There's also some things going on with religion and sexuality here. Sex is a desecration of the partner, it is making them worse, it is using them. But also there's this desperate devotion to this person. The way he says "You make me perfect / Help me become somebody else", the constant pleas for help dispersed throughout, even the section where he offers up himself entirely... it feels like borderline religious devotion. But this contrasts against the desecration in a way that's very fascinating to me.

As a review? I give this a 9/10. It's erotic, but not in the way most people assume. The devotion and degradation as constant themes really sell it. The religious themes add to it wonderfully. And I love to hear a man beg.

The only reason it's not 10/10 is because I know Closer to God (the reworking of this track) gets that honor. I think it just elevates the track even more when the two are presented side by side, and for me Closer to God wins out. The more staticky track is really right up my alley (I enjoy the more industrial and distorted sound of it).

In the end though, both feel transcendentally erotic in their own way.

The songs in question for anyone who wants them:

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the bay ending sticks in my head like a stupid little fly buzzing around in there because its so tragic and full of emotion and idc if its the morally correct option Spanish Sahara by Foals makes me so sad. The bay ending is good but I can never choose it because it's SO SAD the lyrics of Spanish Sahara make me violent (great song though!)

(also I think Max would never choose Arcadia Bay over Chloe but that's a different topic because I typed this specifically while listening to Spanish Sahara by Foals)

[areyoudreaminof]

Golden Hour: An Elucien Week Playlist

It's all come to this. To say I've been waiting on pins and needles for @elucienweekofficial is the biggest understatement. I spent months curating every song, beat, and lyric to best represent Elucien for Day 1: Mates.

SJM said that Elain was the person that she and Lucien didn't see coming, and that they would find "tension, growth, and healing," together. How great of a love story will that be? So for this playlist, I structured the 20 tracks around that narrative. Side A is the tension and Side B is healing and growth. Listen to it here! And come with me behind the cut for the lyrics. I hope this playlist inspires all of you to write, draw, create, and just jam.

Just Pretend-Bad Omens:

I know the pain That you hide behind the smile on your face And not a day Goes by where I don't think I feel the same So will you wait me out Or will you drown me out? I can wait for you at the bottom I can stay away if you want me to I can wait for years if I gotta Heaven knows I ain't getting over you

S P A C E-Amber Marks:

I know, it is hard to comprehend Why won’t, you let me be in my head? Alone, I need to be So don’t, straight up come walking in I tried, to warn you many times Now I, don’t want to start a fight But I, can’t go on this way So why, won’t you just give me some time?

Sunflower-Tamino :

Oh baby, don’t you notice me? Notice me, so ready to lose everything Everything for your love Every day I’m getting closer to you But you never answer my song I know love does not come easy Oh there must be someone who hears me

I Wanna Be Yours-Arctic Monkeys:

Let me be the portable heater That you'll get cold without I wanna be your setting lotion (Wanna be) Hold your hair in deep devotion (How deep?) At least as deep as the Pacific Ocean I wanna be yours Secrets I have held in my heart Are harder to hide than I thought Maybe I just wanna be yours

2AM-Foals:

It's 2am and I've gone and lost my friends But I can't sleep alone again No, I can't sleep alone, I just wanna go home And it's 2am again And all these years, I've been running from my fears But I can't sleep alone again And all my life, I've been looking for a light That I can't reignite again

It’s the nights When I keep you in my mind That I hoped that I'd be fine But I've started showing signs Of another late night Of another night time Oh, I hoped that you'd be mine

Old Stone-Laura Marling

Old stone Ten thousand years and you're still on your own Don't you love, don't you love me that way? And if you swear that you're alright I'm not gonna try and change your mind Because the same night I dream that I lose you I'll fall in love Oh, honey don't let me walk away from this If I'm trying to fuck up my own life Then until I figure out why I think it's best you keep your distance Lest I fall in love

1957-Milo Greene

The scent you wear moves in lines from your apartment into mine, You act like you don't know me My god you tempt my anxious mind, Takes me away, takes me away, takes me away

Shut Up, Kiss Me-Angel Olsen I could make it all disappear You could feed me all of your fears We could end all this pain right here We could rewind all of those tears I could take it down to the floor You don't have to feel it anymore A love so real that it can't be ignored It's all over, baby blue, I'm still yours

Spanish Sahara-Foals

Forget the horror here Leave it all down here It's future rust and it's future dust I'm the fury in your head I'm the fury in your bed I'm the ghost in the back of your head 'Cause I am

Waiting for You-The Aces

And I hope you know that I want you I've been sitting here waiting I've been waiting for you I've sent out invitations It's getting frustrating waiting for you I think you know, I'm waiting for you I'll take your hand and kiss your fingers So you don't have to break the ice No need for chill, just lose your filter I'm ready to dive in Melt the ice and just swim

Worship-Years and Years

Wanna be here tonight Wanna hide in your light Wanna cover my eyes I feel you reflecting me I worship all that you see

Just tell me how I can prove I'm the one for your fire And I'll take you higher I'll do it for you And you can worship me too

My My My! Troye Sivyan

Now, let's stop running from love Running from love Let's stop, my baby Let's stop running from us Let's stop, my baby Oh my, my, my I die every night with you Oh my, my, my Living for your every move

Butterflies-Kacey Musgraves

Kiss full of color makes me wonder where you've always been I was hiding in doubt 'til you brought me out of my chrysalis And I came out new All because of you

And now, you're lifting me up 'stead of holding me down Stealing my heart 'stead of stealing my crown Untangled all the strings 'round my wings that were tied I didn't know him and I didn't know me Cloud Nine was always out of reach Now, I remember what it feels like to fly

Cutty Love-Milo Greene

Time can over-complicate But darling I refuse to wait There's no way of planning For the fall All your paths will fade away Questions read by years in pain I can be the answer to it all

Even if your heart stops I'll be there to hold you up Even as the world turns I'll be there to watch the fire burn Burn us both alive

The Lamb You Lost-Jesca Hoop & Sam Beam

There is music in the sea And we swim into the sound Far adrift like I am free When your voice turns me around

Any heart could burst its shell Love is made for broken things Bring your hands to know me well Know my heart for what it sings

Moon in a tidal lock And I am born to love you

If It Feels Good, Then It Must Be-Leon Bridges

More than I choose to, I’m falling in love, And love I ain’t used to You give me that stuff No, I can’t refuse you You and I in the light, it’s alright Say you will, say you might If this is wrong, then nothing’s right See yourself like I do Oh, tonight looks good on you

Sunlight-Hozier

All the tales the same Told before and told again A soul that’s born in cold and rain Knows sunlight, sunlight, sunlight And at last can grant a name To a buried and a burning flame As love and its decisive pain Oh, my sunlight

Dog Years-Maggie Rogers

I spend my time daydreaming As sure as the sea It's just you and me Oh, and I'm the one that loves you

Come what may I'll still stay Inside your mind For all of time

Made to Love-John Legend

Oooh, I've never seen anything It's much more than you and me Extraordinary machine I was sent here for you We were made to love You were sent for me too We were made to love

Golden Hour-Kacey Musgraves

Baby, don't you know? That you're my golden hour The color of my sky You've set my world on fire And I know, I know everything's gonna be alright I used to get sad And lonely when the sun went down But it's different now 'Cause I love the light that I've found In you

I would not be here, writing or making playlists, were it not for Elucien. More importantly, were it not for Elucien, I wouldn't have met all of the wonderful people I now get to call my friends.

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[volivolition]

okay so. the song. i had. in mind. is Cassius. by Foals.

we are. just now getting into them. after one of their songs got into our Wrapped for this year.

i think. you'll enjoy it! it is very. upbeat. and high energy. lots of. good guitar sounds. and fun lyrics. in my opinion.

take. your time as usual. of course. with answering this ask.

,, <22 <33

-diamonds

hello diamonds!! :D <33 <22 ooh, that's lovely! very fun looking into your Wrapped artists, ive been trying to do that too with my more indie bands hgkjg <33

Cassius! oh my god it's so catchy, i listened to it a couple times last night and woke up to the lyrics on repeat in my head hgkjg it is really fun!! its got a kind of frantic energy to it hgjkg songs i would dance around to for sure!! you're SO right i love the guitar raughhh and the trumpety horn sounds really keep the energy up throughout the song :3 wah, thank you!! this is delightful!!

[seeker-of-truth]

Tag Game: Top 10 Albums

Tagged by @ghostoffuturespast! Thank you! Sorry it took me forever. I listen to soooo much music that this was legitimately hard. To make it easier on myself I am not letting myself select any EP's only LP's.

Rules: List your top 10 favorite albums, and (if you want) include a brief description for why each one made it onto the list. Then, tag 10 (or however many you want, really) others to do the same.

The Top 10... (in no particular order)

#1 Grapetooth (2018) - Grapetooth

Reasons: Excellent album super fun throwback synth-pop that still maintains a fresh edge. Has a good bit of noise, also just fun and dance-y Fave Track(s): Blood, Imagine On

#2 Bulls and Roosters (2017) - Together Pangea

Reasons: This is a bit of a hot take since its a more classic rock-esque album from them but I really love how sunny sounding this album is sonically where the lyrics often sit in contrast (But really if I were to select one work from them its the EP Killer Dreams) Fave Tracks: Gold Moon, Is it Real?

#3 INTERNATIONALLY UNKNOWN (2019) - RATBOY

Reasons: You may be familiar with RATBOY from the Cyberpunk 2077 Radio but this guy is really talented. It takes a bit of a pivot from his more straightforward indie rap stuff on SCUM to a more ska infused record with this one. He follows that ska track to his newest album but this one is the real sweet spot. Fave Track(s): FLIES, CHIP ON MY SHOULDER

#4 Dead Man's Bones (2009) - Dead Man's Bones

Reasons: FUCK I LOVE THIS ALBUM. It was one of the first more experimental albums I've come across in my life. From the messy production with no click tracks and minimal takes to the masterful inclusion of a children's choir. Its really beautifully done and it makes me happy that this album is getting more attention now days. Fave Track(s): My Body's a Zombie For You, Pa Pa Power

#5 No Life for Me (2015) - Wavves X Cloud Nothings

Reasons: On its tin a weird combo but tbh this collab album works so well. Excellent combo of two modern American punk bands. Fave Track(s): How It's Gonna Go, Come Down

#6 Everything Not Saved Will Be Lost Part I (2019) - Foals

Reasons: I wanted to cheat, I wanted to put both parts, but I didn't and I think we should be proud of that. Anyway this suckers punchier and harder than their past work but it still maintains the twinkling guitar work that is their trademark. Also - you ever seen Foals live? No? Do it, easily the most talented musicians I've ever seen live. Fave Track(s): Exits, White Onions, In Degrees

#7 War Room Stories (2014) - Breton

Reasons: You may be more familiar with this band than you think the song "Got Well Soon" was in the las ep of of Life is Strange. Anyway this album has sick production cool guitars, and sick synths. What more could you want. Fave Track(s): 302 Watch Towers, S4

#8 Too (2015) - FIDLAR

Reasons: I knew that a FIDLAR album had to be included on this list, and honestly this one took the longest to pick. But for the iconic surf punk group I had to pick Too. It has Zac's best production on a FIDLAR album imo AND has an actual recording of The Punks Are Finally Taking Acid (now titled to Punks). Fave Track(s): Punks, Overdose

#9 Viet Cong (2015) - Preoccupations

Reasons: Woof, the first album released by the remnants of Women and before re-naming to Preoccupations this album was released in a weird place. But it is AMAZING art punk with a good hunk of noise. Fave Track(s): Newspaper Spoons, Continental Shelf

#10 Acts of Fear And Love (2019) - SOFT PLAY

Reason: It was a real toss up between this beaut and their latest release but this one barely won. It was really was where they found that beautiful blend of abrasiveness and softness. Fave Track(s): Acts of Fear And Love, Magnolia

Tagging with no pressure: @koda-shoulda-woulda-but-didnt @medtech-mara @wanderingaldecaldo @cameronwolfe

And if I didn't tag you but you'd like to share your favorite tunes, do it!