#heaven's underpass

[navy-leader]

They sure got problems

[hauntedbyyarn]

Have to agree. That would be just swell

It should be illegal to have a bus stop without a bench I am 1000% serious rn

[djangopiano]

Proximity of the levels. #sky #heavens #overpass #underpass #road #clouds #bethesdafountain #levels #streetlevel #proximity #underworld #glow #burntsienna #centralpark #carlkissin #kissinimprov https://www.instagram.com/p/Cni9vDTuSbG/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[anthonys237thfreckle]

‘Let You Break My Heart Again’ - Javier ‘Javi’ x Kate Carter & F! reader (angst songfic)

I WAS LISTENING TO LAUFEY ON REPEAT AND REMINDED OF MY HIGH SCHOOL LOVE TRIANGLE SO WHY NOT WRITE A FIC ABOUT IT!!! HERE YOU GO!

part two

prompt: your heart belonged to javi, but his belonged to kate.

TW: unrequited love, angst, crying, swearing, mentions of death, suicidal thoughts (happens thrice), loss of appetite more than once, breakdowns, mention of throwing up.

Feeling kind of sick tonight

All I've had is coffee and leftover pie..

Today was just the worst. Shitty day at work, your in-charge was being a sweetheart to everyone except you, it’s like the whole world was playing a cruel joke on you today.

With no will to eat, you mindlessly looked in your fridge, the cool air and cool glow hitting your skin. Your eyes skimmed through something to hopefully make your feel better, and your eyes landed on a small glass Tupperware.

Peach cobbler pie.

You sighed, taking it out of the fridge and setting it on the counter, brewing some black coffee. The paperwork you had been procrastinating on started to pile up, and you had some weather reports due tomorrow. You needed the bitter drug, the pie there to balance the taste with its tender sweetness.

You were tender once; you were sweet once…

It’s no wonder why…

Life became hard and bitter once you moved away.

Well, did you have a reason to stay?

After that EF5, after holding onto Kate in that underpass for dear life, making sure she didn’t get sucked into that twister, Javi found you two and called the cops to help you both out.

Thing is, you always knew Javi had a thing for Kate. Even when she was dating Jeb, you saw the way he looked at her, the same way you’d look at him. And Kate didn’t ignore those looks of his, nor did she not notice them…

Ooh, still you take up all my mind…

You almost confided in Addy or Praveen about your feelings. You loved Javier. Ever since you both got super close in college. Ever since he’d always treat you like a good friend would. You ran on this high, you chased to be in his line of sight, craved his attention… You were soft, you were tender, you were sweet. You wanted to be it all, for him.

I don't even think that you care like I do

You were known as the ‘ray of sunshine’ or the ‘sweetheart’ in your friend group because you were just so nice. Mostly in the hopes of wooing Javier whenever you could. Make him think what it would be like to date you. Part of you loved to see his smile, loved the ‘thank you’s he’d give you, collecting them like shiny rocks. You usually found them on your morning walks, giving one to Javi whenever you thought he’d like them. But he just put them in his bag and forgot about them a few days later.

I should stop, heaven knows I've tried…

Days in college were spent fantasizing about him; about the way his arms would feel around you. He rarely hugged you. 3 times, to be exact - on his birthday, the day you both passed your finals, and when he found you were okay after the EF5. You couldn’t help but want to call him, text him, but what would you say?

And if he really wanted to talk to you, why didn’t he already? It’s been 5 years since you both have exchanged a word. 5 years since you two have seen each other’s faces. you had changed since college, no doubt. your hair was different; layered. Your style changed a little bit too, you wore makeup to work, in the hopes of being treated differently. You looked prettier with makeup on, anyways. Just a little highlighter, mascara, blush… nothing too overboard. Part of you dolled yourself up in the hopes of running into Javi in the streets somehow.

‘I should stop’ you thought to yourself as you got ready one day for work. You stared at your reflection, not knowing what you were looking for. Sighing, you finished up your makeup, surrendering to beautification, heading off to work.

“Someone’s here for you in the conference room” a co-worker told you. You gave them a confused look, walking to the conference room, to meet a familiar mop of curly hair - a lot shorter now, and the man you loved in a suit. Javier Rivera.

Of course he convinced you to come back to chasing storms. Of course he said it’ll be almost like the old times. Of course Kate was coming too.

You wanted to say no, you wanted to say you couldn’t, but he came all the way to look for you; once tender and sweet. The prospect of someone looking for you was something you dreamed of since you were an angsty teen. The prospect of someone caring about you enough to come back…

At least you tried to decline.

One day, I will stop falling in love with you

Some day, someone will like me like I like you…

The drive to Oklahoma was meant to be awkward. It meant to be tense. It meant to be hard on Javi. To make him feel bad. For you to act all pouty and mean just because you could. Just so you could if not tell, show him how hurt you were when he just disappeared.

But when he started to smile, crack jokes, retell stories, you couldn’t help but be nice in return. The rushing feelings came back, and for a moment, you forgot about Kate. You forgot about life being bitter and hard. All you remembered was being sweet and tender, because with Javi, it was familiar. It was natural. It felt like home.

Every soft look from Javi made you fall harder for him. To be treated like he once did to you. Friends. Best friends.

You both drove to Oklahoma, which wasn’t too far exactly, and he offered if you wanted to go out for dinner with him and Kate.

You wanted to be hard and bitter again.

As you and Javi went into a local diner near a motel, you both saw Kate sitting in a booth, waving to you. Or so you thought - she was looking Javi in the eye, who had a grin on his face. He sat in the booth with Kate, opposite to you. They both smiled at each other, and you wanted to be swallowed by the same EF5 your friends left in, because maybe, just maybe, Javi would have cared more about you if you were dead.

Until then, I'll drink my coffee, eat my pie

Pretend that we are more than friends…

“… just some coffee and peach cobbler pie, please” you flashed the waiter a warm, tired smile. You didn’t look at Javi or Kate, rather traced the wooden table, stared out the window, faked a yawn, bounced your leg.. of course they didn’t say anything to you. They had their little side conversation.

As your face was turned a 90 degree angle from the two, from the corner of your eye, you saw Kate squeeze Javi’s bicep. You downed a mouthful of coffee, coughing after. Javi handed you a tissue, not sparing you a glance as he laughed at something Kate said.

Suddenly you have no appetite.

Then, of course, I'll let you break my heart again

You put your head down on the table, Kate glanced at the mop of hair on the table

“Hey, you doin’ okay?” she asked softly, Javi looked at you for the first time during dinner.

“Do you feel sick?” He asked brows knitting in concern.

You shot up, rubbing your eyes. “Yeah, this coffee made me feel sick.” Javi looked at your basically untouched pie, but empty cup of coffee, and back into your rosy eyes.

“Get some rest, yeah?” Kate suggested. Javi nodded. You sighed.

“Yeah, okay. Goodnight, you two” you rubbed your face, giving them a small wave. They both smiled softly, waving back.

As you reached the exit, you looked over your shoulder as much as you didn’t want to, and saw the two smiling and laughing again.

With a heavy heart, you checked into your motel, took a sip of water to calm your body down, and with one glance in the mirror, you broke down; crying yourself to sleep, with tears staining your face and your pillows, the land of rest took you in for the night.

I'm just tryna understand what I am to you

More than songs, we've exchanged

Midnight calls, sunset views

Over the next few days, you spent them chasing with Storm Par. Of couse Javi went with Kate. She had more genius than you did, apparently, even though you two were both equally smart.

Javi talked to you that morning, his charming grin greeting you along with the early morning sun.

“Dandy weather, yeah?” he nudged you, trying to get you to cheer up. You rewarded his efforts with a small, half hearted smile.

You both had a pretty genuine chat, just like in college, until Kate joined you two. Then again, you were invisible. And the tension between the two was as strong as a supercell. You were obviously hurt, because your time in college was so much… richer. Late at night after curfew, you two would sneak out because you two were the only ones up for that kinda stuff. You’d go to the roof, stay up there talking all night then watch the sunrise together. Now, the only one he orbited was Kate, Kate, Kate.

Then, it was time to chase.

You paired up with Scott instead, being a little emotionless that day, and gave him a respectful nod of acknowledgement. The chase was silent apart from the orders coming from the radio. No conversation was initiated - you didn’t wanna have another breakdown.

For the first chase, which failed because Kate had a PTSD attack, you saw Javi comfort her after they got back to the motel; The sky was now dark, every storm chaser had a bonfire up, the atmosphere was enough to heal Kate alone, but of course, Javi was there for her too.

Your heart clenched. You remembered how hard you cried last night, almost suffocating against the sheets many times. The room was dull, taunting, and the only thing who could have helped you in that moment was Javi. But why would he see your pain and not Kate’s first?

You all gathered around the bonfire - the Storm Par crew, some other group called the Tornado Wranglers, some local chasers and what not. You saw the tall, orange fire. It looked inviting. Your breathing stilled, your body relaxed, your mind wandered.

You were disassociating, looking at everything from the 3rd person POV, the chasers in a circle around the fire, Kate and Javi next to each other a few seats away from you, talking like normal. You kept saying Javi’s name, yelling it, screaming it, but no matter what you did, he didn’t even spare you a glance. So you looked behind, turning around, and saw the fire. Without a second glance at him, without thinking, you walked into the warm, welcoming flames, feeling it consume you, swallow you whole-

At the sound of everyone toasting to more twisters, you snapped out of your little morbid daydream. Looking over at Javi and Kate, you saw her leaning against his side, his arm around her waist, smiles on their faces. Kate whispered something into Javi’s ear, and he looked down at her with a grin. She cupped his cheek, your eyes stung, he leaned in, capturing her lips in a soft, romantic, kiss.

Promise I don't mean to cry

But I get overwhelmed and confused

If only you knew what I felt like

Your eyes stung, your bile rose in your throat, your lungs felt like they were collapsing and you wanted nothing more than to be disoriented, sedated, dead.

Breathing hard, you fled for the fields. Knocking over one of Javi’s beer bottles by accident, you speed walked, then ran to the backside of the motel, where there was a patch of grass. The surroundings were dark, the crickets seemed to taunt you, and your head was spinning. You needed more air than you could take in, your head had a dull, throbbing pain in it, you wanted to throw up, purge those feelings onto the soft grass.

You cried, covering your face and cried. Hard. Your whole body was stiff.

He kissed her

He kissed her. Oh he kissed her, he kissed her, he kissed her.

You didn’t even hear the footsteps behind you. You didn’t even register Javi running after you to check in on you.

“God damnit, are you okay? What’s wrong?!” He panicked, not touching you, though he knew you loved physical touch.

Why would he, anyway? He had a girlfriend-

Kate Carter.

“Leave… me a-alone” you wheezed, hiding your face, curling into a ball onto the dirt.

“Please” you begged, “I-I can’t be down here, I need to go ho-home” you cried “it- it’s a family emergency.” you lied through your teeth. Of course he wouldn’t question it. He didn’t care enough to even look at you. Why would he question a pretty good reason?

Javi looked at you, his face concerned. He nodded.

“I- Okay, alright. Take care, (Y/N)” he said softly. Genuinely.

It took all your willpower not to launch yourself into his arms. But the thought that Kate had been in them more often than you did sickened you.

One day, I will stop falling in love with you

Some day, someone will like me like I like you

So you ran through the fields, ran until your lungs burned, until you were going to faint, running on nothing but peach cobbler pie and coffee since almost 24 hours ago.

Your legs gave out, and your hands embraced the ground below, seeking comfort from Mother Nature which nobody could give you. Your body was folded and like a wounded animal, you let out guttural, gut wrenching sobs. You wanted to unsee it, to pour Javi’s beer over your eyes, to gouge them out for their sockets.

“Make it stop” you sobbed, choking on your saliva. “Please, make it stop” you prayed to the heavens above and the spirits below. You needed this to stop. The pain, the jealousy, the love to stop.

You fell asleep there in the field, Your breathing ragged, yet eventually even. You mumbled, whimpered, cried in your sleep. Seeing Javi kiss Kate. Seeing Javi hug Kate. Seeing Javi move in with Kate. Seeing Javi say ‘I love you’ to Kate, and Kate saying ‘I love you’ back. It was all Javi and Kate, Javi and Kate, Javi and Kate…

It wasn’t until one of the Wranglers found you that you woke up.

“Hey, it’s the girl from Storm Par!” The blonde man said to himself. You stirred, groaning.

“Tyler Owens?” you blinked your eyes open, he offered you a hand, which you ignored and got up.

“What’re you doin’ out here in the fields?” He asked, chewing some wheat between his teeth.

You hesitated. “Long story, but if you can drive me to the train station, I think we have enough time to go over it.” you asked with a pleading look. “Please, Tyler, one favour”

Tyler sighed, giving up “Sure. That’s what friends are for”. You smiled, thanking him.

Then you both disappeared off to the train station at 6:35 in the morning, where Tyler was so kind to lend you a ride. You went over the whole story, since college to now. 5 years worth of internalized drama, not sparing a single detail; He nodded along, gave his animated reactions, gave his input and advice where necessary. And soon enough, you were at the train station.

“Thanks for the ride, Tyler.” you thanked again, genuinely “and dont tell anyone about this” you said seriously, referring to the situation you described.

“Scout’s honour” He gave you his flashy smile “Take care out there, cowgirl” he chuckled. You nodded and smiled, grabbing your bag.

“You too”

Until then, I'll drink my coffee, eat my pie

Pretend that we are more than friends

Then, of course, I'll let you break my heart again

Back at home, you delved back into work, relieved to be away from the new couple. Life was bitter and hard, accompanied by your peach cobbler pie; you never really got over Javi and Kate, you just tried forgetting about them. Whenever you read a romance book or watched some rom-com, you imagined the couples to be you and Javi. Sometimes, you’d dream of you and Javi together, as a couple.

But as you dreamed of this, a few states away, Kate was living your wished reality.

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taglist!!:

@urbexbat

[gloomth-and-wanderings]

I guess there's no better day to drop my silly little les mis playlists! e/R playlist under the cut for length, since I've added relevant lyrics.

Everybody Wants To Rule The World by Tears for Fears

There’s a room where the light won’t find you / holding hands while the walls come tumbling down / when they do I’ll be right behind you / so glad we almost made it

(planning an animatic for this one once I learn how to animate! This song is so them coded)

The Secret Garden by The Divine Comedy

So much time and so little to do / I furnish my mind with pictures of you / Fading portraits, peculiar names / Replaced by your face in a big golden frame

Golden fragments of moments in time / Tarnished with guilt for an innocent crime

The Rise and Fall by The Divine Comedy

(Basically all the lyrics but especially the chorus:) Hold me in your arms / Hold me till you kill me / Hold me till you break my will / And passion fills my heart

Ignorance is Bliss by The Divine Comedy

You rely upon my charity to survive / I deny myself to keep this world alive / You walk headlong off the edge of the abyss / I oppose the motion / Ignorance is bliss

Under Pressure by Queen and David Bowie

This is our last dance / This is our last dance / This is ourselves / Under Pressure

Your Daddy’s Car by The Divine Comedy

Can you feel the sadness in our love? / It's the only kind we're worthy of / And can you feel the madness in our hearts?

Timewatching by The Divine Comedy

If I fall in love it could be forever / So I'll never fall in love / But the moment I can feel that you feel that way too / Is when I might fall in love with you

I Will Follow You Into The Dark (Obviously)

Bewitched, Bothered, and Bewildered jazz standard)

Lost my heart, but what of it / He is cold, I agree / He can laugh, but I love it / Although the laugh's on me

There Is A Light That Never Goes Out by the Smiths

To die by your side is such a heavenly way to die […] To die by your side, well, the pleasure, the privilege is mine

And in the darkened underpass / I thought "Oh God, my chance has come at last” / But then a strange fear gripped me and I just couldn't ask

Heaven Knows I’m Miserable Now by the Smiths

I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour / But heaven knows I'm miserable nowTwo lovers entwined pass me by / And heaven knows I'm miserable now

How Soon Is Now by the Smiths

You shut your mouth, how can you say / I go about things the wrong way? / I am human and I need to be loved / Just like everybody else does

(I think of this one as the switch from outer words to inner feelings)

It’s the End of the World as We Know It by R.E.M.

World serves its own needs, listen to your heart bleedYou vitriolic, patriotic, slam fight, bright light / Feeling pretty psyched / It's the end of the world as we know it / It's the end of the world as we know it / It's the end of the world as we know it / And I feel fine

Offer me solutions, offer me alternatives / And I decline / It's the end of the world as we know it / It’s the end of the world as we know it / It's the end of the world as we know it / And I feel fine

You Take My Breath Away by Queen

Every time you make a move, you destroy my mind / And the way you touch / I lose control and shiver deep insideI could give up all my life for just one kiss / I would surely die

So please don't go / Don't leave me here all by myself / I get ever so lonely from time to time / I will find you anywhere you go / I’ll be right behind you / Right until the ends of the earth

Watch What Happens by Michel Legrand

Let someone start believing in you / Let him hold out his hand / Let him touch you and watch what happens

Falling in Love With Love by Carmen McRae

Falling in love with love is falling for make believe / Falling in love with love is playing the fool / Caring too much is such a juvenile fancy / Learning to trust is just for children in school / I fell in love with love one night when the moon was full / I was unwise with eyes unable to see / I fell in love with love, with love everlasting / But love fell out with me

Born With a Broken Heart by the Divine Comedy (I actually don’t like this song very much but it gives such Grantaire vibes especially with the loser recorder solo so I actually like it)

Basically all the lyrics buckaroo it’s a Grantaire song

Hallelujah (assorted versions but I didn't think about it till I saw the George Blagden version)

Well baby I've been here before / I know this room and I've walked this floor / I used to live alone before I knew ya / I've seen your flag on the marble arch / But love is not a victory march / It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

Also I forget if he does this verse but:

Maybe there's a God above / But all I've ever learned from love / Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you / And it's not a cry that you hear at night / It's not somebody who's seen the light / It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

I Wanna Hold Your Hand by the Beatles (I’m so sorry)Oh, yeah, I'll tell you something / I think you'll understand / When I'll say that something / I wanna hold your hand [something = long live the revolution! I belong to it]

All That Jazz by Echo and the Bunnymen

Where the hell have you been / We've been waiting with our best suits on […] See you at the barricades babe / See you when the lights go low, Joe / Hear you when the wheels turn round / Someday when the sky turns black

You Give Love a Bad Name by Bon Jovi

Shot through the heart / And you're to blame / Darling, you give love a bad name / An angel's smile is what you sellYour very first kiss was your first kiss goodbye / Oh, oh, you're a loaded gun / Oh, oh, there's nowhere to run / No one can save me / The damage is done

When Did You Leave Heaven (jazz standard)

If I kissed you would it be a sin? / I am only human but you are so divine / When did you leave Heaven, angel mine?

Maid of Orleans (the Joan of Arc Waltz) by Orchestral Manuevers in the Dark

(Basically all the lyrics)

eta:

Electric Blue by Icehouse

Are you hiding somewhere behind those eyes? / I just freeze / Every time you see through me / And it's all over you / Electric blue

Thank you for bearing with me through this awfully disorganized list! Happy Barricade Day Part II!

[library-seraph]

Griddlehark Playlist

What the title says, primarily about their relationship although there are a few individualized songs

(very heavily Harrow the ninth biased, which is the most romantic book despite or because of one member of the couple not being to able to remember the other)

Liner notes below cut, also, this is a perpetual WIP like all my playlists

Lioness- The World Is a Beautiful Place and I am Not Afraid to Die

When I was with you we were an estuary I don’t know if I come from the river or the sea All I know is you are both my opposite and my reflection

We were two bodies Running out of room in this world We carved space in ourselves for the other to borrow, for the other to burrow I wake up sometimes with ghost traces of your lips on my bones

Cosmia- Joanna Newsom (Joanna Newsom isn't on Spotify, track these down elsewhere)

Water were your limbs And the fire was your hair — And then the moonlight caught your eye And you rose through the air Well, if you've seen true light Then this is my prayer:

Will you call me, when you get there?

And I miss your precious heart;

NFWMB- Hozier

Give your heart and soul to charity 'Cause the rest of you The best of you Honey, belongs to me

If I was born as a blackthorn tree I'd wanna be felled by you Held by you Fuel the pyre of your enemies

Daughter of God- Phemiec

Doubt’s an elastic that snaps where you grasp it With idle hands clasped on your wrist just as sharp as A kiss on the scar where you carved out her name Or a line that is straight and confined to your fate You’re resigned to be damned by your hand in her hand She will hold you as soft as a feather on water You float on her fingers, she pulls you apart It’s not hard, it won't hurt, it’s not right for a daughter of god

There is a Light that Never Goes Out- Dum Dum Girls (cover)

And in the darkened underpass I thought oh, God, my chance has come at last But then a strange fear gripped me and I just couldn't ask

And if a double-decker bus Crashes into us To die by your side Is such a heavenly way to die

Take Me to Church- Hozier (I'm allowed two screamingly obvious songs)

We were born sick, you heard them say it My church offers no absolutes She tells me, "Worship in the bedroom" The only heaven I'll be sent to Is when I'm alone with you I was born sick, but I love it Command me to be well

Never Let Me Go- Florence+ the Machine (This is the other one)

And the arms of the ocean are carrying me And all this devotion was rushing out of me And the crashes are heaven for a sinner like me But the arms of the ocean delivered me

The Only Thing- Sufjan Stevens

Do I care if I survive this? Bury the dead where they’re found In a veil of great surprises, I wonder did you love me at all?

Should I tear my eyes out now? Everything I see returns to you, somehow Should I tear my heart out now? Everything I feel returns to you, somehow I want to save you from your sorrow

Los Ageless (Piano Version)- St. Vincent

How can anybody have you? How can anybody have you and lose you? How can anybody have you and lose you And not lose their mind too?

I guess that's just me, honey, I guess that's how I'm built I try to tell you I love you but it comes out all sick I guess that's just me, honey, I guess that's how I'm built I try to write you a love song but it comes out a lament

Running up that Hill- Kate Bush (Okay, three)

You don't wanna hurt me But see how deep the bullet lies Unaware, I'm tearin' you asunder Oh, there is thunder in our hearts Is there so much hate for the ones we love? Oh, tell me, we both matter, don't we?

New Ceremony- Dry the River

I waited by your bedside And couldn't close my eyes all night I named you like a prayer It's anybody's guess how The angel of doubt came down And crept into your bed But after we danced to the shipping forecast The words escaped your mouth: "I know it's gotta stop, love, but I don't know how."

Now the stairs forget your shoes And the gate don't creak for want of you But the jury's out on me We're wise beyond our years But we're good at bad ideas, my love Or so it seems to be

OH ANNA- The Microphones

Oh Anna, take me in with water arms surround me, blow your breezy charms around me Oh Anna, you're a house of many rooms and all the secrets deep entombed within you I know a few

Oh Anna, take me to your eerie heights above, paint white letters "I you love" Oh Anna, drop me off a cliff I fall

Weights and Measures- Dry the River

I was prepared to love you And never expect anything of you There's no patron saint of silent restraint Baby there ain't no sword in our lake Just a funeral wake

Just because we're beasts of blame by nature Doesn't mean that you should carry it again It's a question of needs and not rosary beads in the end

No Shade in the Shadow of the Cross- Sufjan Stevens

Drag me to hell in the valley of The Dalles Like my mother Give wings to a stone It’s only the shadow of a cross

I slept on my back in the shade of the meadowlark Like a champion Get drunk to get laid I take one more hit when you depart

The Bomb- Florence+ the Machine (This is "Kiriona Gaia has been abandoned by everybody except two of the worst people in canon and everything except being a warcrimes corpse puppet and she's TOTALLY FINE with that, honest")

But if I was free to love you You wouldn't want me, would you? Unavailability is the only thing that turns you on Come here, baby, tell me that I'm wrong

I've blown apart my life for you And bodies hit the floor for you And break me, shake me, devastate me Come here, baby, tell me that I'm wrong I don't love you, I just love the bomb (Oh, oh, oh) I let it burn, but it just had to be done (Oh, oh, oh) And I'm in ruins, but is it what I wanted all along? Sometimes, you get the girl, sometimes, you get the song

Francesca- Hozier

Do you think I'd give up? That this might've shook the love from me Or that I was on the brink? How could you think, darlin', I'd scare so easily? Now that it's done There's not one thing that I would change My life was a storm since I was born How could I fear any hurricane?

If someone asked me at the end I'd tell them, "Put me back in it" (Da-ah, darlin') I would do it again (Ah-ah, ah-ah) If I could hold you for a minute (Da-ah, darlin') I'd go through it again (Ah-ah, ah-ah)

In a Sweater Poorly Knit- mewithoutYou

You're a door-without-a-key, a field-without-a-fence You made a holy fool of me and I've thanked you ever since And if she comes circling back we'll end where we'd begun Like two pennies on the train track the train crushed into one But if I'm a crown without a king, if I'm a broken open seed If I come without a thing, then I come with all I need No boat out in the blue, no place to rest your head The trap I set for you seems to have caught my leg instead

Kept Woman- Fleet Foxes (Tbh this is probably the soundtrack to the ideal stigmata fisting/heart regrowing scene)

God above saw, ever in the mind Blue and white irises in a line Under your nameless shame I left you in frame, and you rose to be ossified As a Rose of the Oceanside

Can you be slow for a little while? Widow your soul for another mile? I'm just the same as when You saw me back then And we're bound to be reconciled We're bound to be reconciled

The Chain- Fleetwood Mac

And if you don't love me now You will never love me again I can still hear you sayin' You would never break the chain (Never break the chain) And if you don't love me now (You don't love me now) You will never love me again I can still hear you sayin' (Still hear you saying) You would never break the chain (Never break the chain)

Time as a Symptom- Joanna Newsom

So it would seem to be true: When cruel birth debases, we forget When cruel death debases We believe it erases all the rest That precedes

In the nullifying, defeating, negating, repeating Joy of life; The nullifying, defeating, negating, repeating Joy of life

[mariako-750]

Aaahhh, I got a bit of art block but fixed it by drawing @navy-leader 's victim+second designs from the heaven's underpass au

Insp by this post

SORRY IF IT LOOKS BAD, I DIDN'T MAKE ANY CHARACTER SHEETS OR LOOKED FOR THE FULL DESIGNS, I JUST WINGED IT😭

(also- I tried last minute to make victim hold second's cheek but it's barely visible-)

(also2- I intended to draw more designs from others but there's barely any vicsec artist on here so😭.. IF YOU KNOW SOMEONE, LMK)

[heesulovebot]

A JAEWON X JIHYUN PLAYLIST

01. sea, swallow me — cocteau twins

at least the sea where liberty will stand in place to seek and rule the world yell, i wanted more! yell, i wanted more! yell, i wanted more!

02. the killing moon — echo and the bunnymen

under blue moon, i saw you so soon you'll take me up in your arms, too late to beg you or cancel it, though i know it must be the killing time unwillingly mine

03. when the sun hits — slowdive

sweet thing, i watch you burn so fast, it scares me mind games, don't leave me come so far, don't lose me it matters where you are

04. fade into you — mazzy star

i want to hold the hand inside you i want to take the breath that's true i look to you, and i see nothing i look to you to see the truth

05. temptation — new order

a heaven, a gateway, a hope just like a feeling i need, it's no joke and though it hurts me to treat you this way betrayed by words i've never heard, too hard to say

06. loomer — my bloody valentine

pretty boys with their sunshine faces carrying their heads down tiptoe down to the lonely places where you going now, don't turn around

07. there is a light that never goes out — the smiths

take me out tonight take me anywhere, i don't care i don't care, i don't care and in the darkened underpass i thought, "oh god, my chance has come at last" but then a strange fear gripped me and i just couldn't ask

08. surrender — suicide

when you take me or when you may (i'll fall for you) i'll fall for you

time is a good mise of never knowing about you (about you)

i surrender i surrender to you

[hiswordsarekisses]

This is not meant to bash the people-church, but to encourage us to examine what’s going on in the building and making sure we are “assembling ourselves together” in His name - and doing what He instructed us to do. Whether it’s someone’s house like in the Bible, or a tent, or a cave, or an underpass lol! Wherever we can assemble!! Soon it may even be in secret because they may destroy the buildings and take the Bibles - so we have to make sure that it’s all written on our hearts and we are not held together by a certain building or name other than HIS Name.

Our biggest problem in the modern church is the pattern itself. Most of us have been born into or brought into three songs and a sermon, week after week, month after month and year after year, that this perversion of ‘discipleship’, which in reality is so far from ‘real discipleship’, has become the norm.

There is a strange comfort in pack mentality. We think we are safe, simply because ‘everyone else is doing it’.

I call it WIDE WAY mentality. Which is how the fallen world without God gets worse and worse. Accepted perversion after accepted perversion, until it has become the norm.

Classic blind leading the blind.

Many have no idea there is a massive WIDE WAY mentality within Christianity that will without a doubt, according to Jesus, lead “MANY” to hear the words, “DEPART FROM ME”.

Jesus says in Luke 6:46, “Why do you call Me ‘Lord, Lord,’ but not do what I say?”

Jesus underscores this in Matthew 7:21 by saying, “Not everyone who says to Me, ‘Lord, Lord,’ will enter the kingdom of heaven, but only he who does the will of My Father in heaven.”

How many of us are doing His will?

How many of us even know what His will is?

Most of us have literally bought into the pattern of measuring the health of our Christianity by our regular church attendance.

I can almost hear from here, God ready to gag 🤮

Like frogs in a kettle of slowly boiling water, completely unaware of the grave danger we are sitting comfortably in….

Yet, there we are. We have completely bought into this counterfeit Christianity that has become the statically entertained instead of being actively engaged, like we see in the book of Acts.

HERE’S THE PROBLEM: Is it possible to put New Wine into an old wineskin? And it’s ((not even)) an old wineskin… it’s more of a man made plastic container labeled Christianinity, but is far from the active heartbeat of real obedient discipleship.

I tend to think that getting (((completely out))) of the weekly Church Rut and into a fresh small group of disciple-makers, may be the only way for us to ensure we are truly living on target 🎯

[bestsynthpop]

Let's go Bracket 2! If you were wondering about Depeche Mode and Kraftwerk, here you go!

Berlin: Metro vs. Tears for Fears: Pale Shelter

The Normal: Warm Leatherette vs. King: Love And Pride

Gary Numan: Cars vs. Afrika Bambatta: Planet Rock

Q Feel: Dancing in Heaven vs. Kraftwerk: Telephone Line

Real Life: Send Me an Angel vs. Depeche Mode: Enjoy the Silence

Blancmange: Living on the Ceiling vs. Yellow Magic Orchestra: Behind the Mask

Yello!: Oh Yeah vs. Yazoo: Nobody's Diary

Kraftwerk: Tour De France vs. Tears for Fears: Everybody Wants to Rule the World

Kajagoogoo: Too Shy vs. Phil Oakey & Giorgio Moroder: Together in Electric Dreams

Dead Milkmen: Instant Club Hit vs. Depeche Mode: Personal Jesus

When in Rome: The Promise vs. Dee-Lite: Groove is in the Heart

Frankie Goes to Hollywood: Relax vs. Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark: Electricity

Lene Lovich: New Toy vs. Dead or Alive: You Spin Me Round

Yazoo: State Farm vs. Slow Children: President Am I

Japan: Quiet Life vs. Lipps Inc: Funkytown

Communards: Don’t Leave Me This Way vs. Bryan Ferry: Slave to Love

Animotion: Obsession vs. Blondie: Heart of Glass

Information Society: Whats On Your Mind vs. Thompson Twins: Hold Me Now

Trio: Da Da Da vs. Eurythmics: Here Comes the Rain Again

Eddy Grant: Electric Avenue vs. Corey Hart: Sunglasses at Night

Yellow Magic Orchestra: Taiso vs. Harold Faltermeyer: Axel F Theme

Trans-X: Living on Video vs. Taco: Puttin' on the Ritz

Eurythmics: Sweet Dreams vs. Nina Hagen: Smack Jack

Talk Talk: It's My Life vs. Naked Eyes: Always Something There to Remind Me

Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark: Enola Gay vs. Sigue Sigue Sputnik: Love Missile F1-11

Thompson Twins: Lies vs. John Foxx: Underpass

Cars: Heartbeat City vs. Chaka Khan: I Feel For You

Rockwell: Somebody's Watching Me vs. Frankie Goes to Hollywood: Two Tribes

Flock of Seagulls: Wishing (Photograph of You) vs. Alphaville: Forever Young

The Cure: The Walk vs. Art of Noise: Legs

Murray Head: One Night in Bangkok vs. Donna Summer & Giorgio Moroder: I Feel Love

Grace Jones: Pull Up to the Bumper vs. Roxy Music: Angel Eyes

[elekid]

lol heaven is real and largely accessible

*walks to underpass and opens hard cider and puts pretty cure star twinkle episode 13 on my phone at max volume*

[navy-leader]

Martyr?

[asher-writes]

Pinterest Board Writer Game

So I sent my pinterest moodboard for Neon Glow to my partner and asked them to choose an image and I will do a bit of writing for that. She chose two, so this is the first one:

I was thinking of the bathroom of the Underpass, which is a club/drug den/'chemist' hideout in Sight, and a scene came to mind surrounding that:

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There was an eerie sense to it, Ari thought, stood in the decrepit bathroom with the distant sound of music playing, distorted, through the door. Though he'd only had two drinks, the alcohol doesn't help, building that creeping unease as he stares at the scratch marks in the wall.

The ink permeated the damp wood in a weird way, bleeding into it in a way that made it look like rot. And perhaps it was, not a physical rot, but the essence of the thing. The rot of someone's mind.

Knowing half the intoxicants that were sold in this place, Ari would not disagree with the thought.

Still it held an alluring quality, vivid and bold in its surroundings. An eye like a monster.

He wonders who drew it, what they were thinking when they did. Were they thinking at all? Or were they dissolving in a drug-induced hysteria that conjured a world only they could depict? Sometimes what you see is not what other's see.

He splashes the cold water on his hands, turns and walks away. For a brief moment, he thinks of the eye carved in almost all of Sight's architecture and flags, an important symbol of the culture. The eye meant to see beyond, beyond their earthly plain into the heavens.

What had this person seen beyond?

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[the80srewinders]

Our Favorite 80s Songs From Each Year

New Wave

1980 - Underpass, John Foxx, from the album Metamatic

1981- Penthouse and Pavement, Heaven 17, from the album Penthouse and Pavement

1982- Living on the Ceiling, Blancmange, from the album Happy Families

1983- Our Lips Are Sealed, Fun Boy Three, from the album Waiting

1984- Doctor! Doctor!, Thompson Twins, from the album Into the Gap

1985- Sanctify Yourself, Simple Minds, from the album Once Upon a Time

1986- Higher Love, Steve Winwood, from the album Back in the High Life

1987- Living in a Box, Living in a Box, from the album Living in a Box

1988- Listen to Your Heart, Roxette, from the album Look Sharp

1989- Roam, The B-52s, from the album Cosmic Thing

Classic Rock

1980- I Wish You Were There, REO Speedwagon, from the album Hi Infidelity

1981- Don’t Stop Believin’, Journey, from the album Escape

1982- Gypsy, Fleetwood Mac, from the album Mirage

1983- What About Me?, Moving Pictures, from the album Days of Innocence

1984 - The Boys of Summer, Don Henley, from the album Building the Perfect Beast

1985- Kyrie, Mr. Mister, from the album Welcome to the Real World

1986- Hip to Be Square, Huey Lewis and the News, from the album Fore!

1987- Who Will You Run To, Heart, from the album Bad Animals

1988- Nothin But a Good Time, Poison, from the album Open Up and Say Ahh

1989- We Didn’t Start the Fire, Billy Joel, from the album Storm Front

Pop

1980- Turning Japanese, The Vapors, from the album New Clear Days

1981- Morning Train, Sheena Easton, from the album Take My Time

1982- Gloria, Laura Branigan, from the album Branigan

1983- Flashdance… What a Feeling, Irene Cara, from the album What a Feeling

1984- Let’s Go Crazy, Prince, from the album Purple Rain

1985- St. Elmos Fire, John Parr, from the St. Elmos Fire movie soundtrack

1986- Mad About You, Belinda Carlisle, from the album Belinda

1987- She’s Like The Wind, Patrick Swayze and Wendy Fraser, from the Dirty Dancing movie soundtrack

1988- Rush Hour, Jane Wiedlin, from the album Fur

1989- Electric Youth, Debbie Gibson, from the album Electric Youth

[hydrangeaseller]

k.w.

1. green comet // february @nosebleedclub

—text id below;

[id: I tell myself it will be nice to start this month with a letter, end it with a poem. To get to the self you have to go deep down, have to strip back the denial and deception with a knife like white apple peel brace yourself against the teeth of bookshelves breathe into the pulp, even if very miserable still look for geodes present in much the same way funny bones sprout under the tenures of newly-beloveds. If I’ve lost myself I’m not to blame. I told you, comet, million-year bloomer,  I’m walking after myself after the undersea appellations of your departure. My mind is like milk and my memories are paper chains of young terrified mothers braided into each other’s arms. Too much stock in dreams, prayer in recycled faith, in practice, meditation on the mend and on the daily. Proposition: if you stop seeing people then you stop being a person yourself. Tell me what darkness comes after recognition. And if dreams paper your childhood bedroom, tell me about the age where you wanted to change the world. This being a letter, I’ve decided to stop all correspondence. From now on it’s between me and the world.

Begin again. A comet in many ways is a scalpel crossing the world, it’s a walk in the park, it’s a slice of cake or fruit that you could have taken or given up but the moment’s passed now. Too little facts. They tell me I have to discipline my writing hand or I’ll be broke, it’s good advice, you’ll be destitute, you’ll be a failure— worse, you’ll be a poet. Be away with you. I am not porous. I am man and mad and unlikely. I’ll show them, put in the effort: Comets can take millions of years to orbit the sun once. Yet I tell you I will not live one more. Not in this way. Instead I’ll skirt the annually recurring question of my life; redress

open wounds on paper, paste up cuts with flowers. A second to a comet is a twitch of the eyelid, the planet Earth a dawn jogger quietly blue, bringing a small dog along the path. Beside them a bench with a wretched kid’s birth year on it. With no experience with comets, let’s dream up a green one—why not, say a lovely green comet, dressed in feathers of breathing moss— the opera crescent moon being bronze and at all times entirely medicinal, let’s go to the underpasses, let’s upturn time with forks to see what starless bodies curl under shallow shells. On first days I invoke the river: on the last I curl back my hair, I take the bench and lick my teeth, I’ll say it, be a prophet, an oracle, a third eye of heaven— Heaven with two eyes but not just one— They are all letters, one to twenty-seven. Twenty-eight is a poem. ]

[barneyandthepoetrymuse]

Without a guide…..

Soaking up the headlights from the underpass…

Above the sky in a city…..made of glass…

the light is pretty…..teaching us to dance…

We’ve made it up here before…in the past…

We’re all part of a picture and a design…

This could be heaven…we’re already on the inside…

We laughed like children…even angels cry…

How long can we stay…where do I sign…?

Connected to the Earth, refracted by the moonlight…

Gliding on the curve, out of reach and out of sight…

I can’t even remember what this is, or what we’ll find…

We’ve been here before, but it feels like we’ve arrived…?

We’d lost direction, couldn’t find the time…

Trying to cross a desert…without a guide…

Are we salt without pepper, or grapes off the vine…?

Apart of together, or both things combined…..

Never been this far before, but I’m, thinking we might…

Reaching for the door and the satellites…

Resonance…anticipation, sounding like a choir…

Perhaps we could stay…..here for a while…?

But we fell out and back through the atmosphere…

Ran out of sky…and the view wasn’t clear…

Too much gravity…brought us back down here…

Trading in the comfort…..for more tears…..

Dropped to the floor like a picture from a wall…

The unthinkable happens, when you think you’ve got it all…

Can’t we turn a corner…without a tumble…?

Or find a way out of this jungle…..

Clear as daylight or…finding the invisible…..

Side by side, but nothing is that simple…..

When it all goes quiet it’s as loud as a symbol…

And then……..and then that’s all…..

We’d lost our way, couldn’t find the time…

Trying to cross a desert…without a guide…

Are we salt, without pepper, or grapes off the vine…?

Apart of together…..or both things combined…

Never been this far before, but I’m, thinking we might…

Reaching for the door and the satellites…

Resonance…anticipation, sounding like a choir…

Perhaps we could stay…here for a while…?

If I tell you now, can you keep it secret…?

I heard you alone back there, in bits and pieces…..

I know I sounded like I did…..but I didn’t mean it…

Just about to find each other…and one of us is leaving…..

We can’t make love happen, unless we make the time…

Put your finger on the pulse, or flatten the line…

Or let it linger…..and leave it on the side…

Do you fancy dinner…can I take you out tonight…?

We could taste the future or just taste the wine…

Live our lives with humour or ignore the signs…

We’re in the pool but haven’t reached the sides…

Are we letting go…..or this go by……..?

We’d lost each other, couldn’t find the time…

Trying to cross a desert…without a guide…

Are we salt without pepper, or grapes off the vine…?

Apart of together, or both things combined…

Never been this far before, but I’m, thinking we might…

Reaching for the door…..and the satellites…

Resonance…anticipation, sounding like a choir…

Perhaps we could stay here for a while…?