#jess shepard

[ainyan]

What happens when you write a modern-day AU in which Thancred Waters, who is a child psychologist/social worker, "adopts" a gaggle of orphans and makes them his family?

Chaos.

Keep reading to catch a glimpse into their Discord chat.

Jess practically threw herself down onto her bed later that evening - well, if the blow-up mattress in the bar's wine cellar could even really be called that.

Gods, what a night. Her mind still reeled from all that had happened, faces new and old… but she simply knew she couldn't fall asleep. Not yet. 

Not without performing her sisterly duties.

And so she pulled her tomestone out of her pocket, quickly opening her 'family' group chat, a devious smile upon her lips.

ChocoChic27: guys guys GUYS you will not believe what happened tonight 

StillWaters: Don’t you dare, scamp!

~LightYourWay~: No! Tell us! C’mon, Jess, this has got to be good!

RockYourHeart: Spill the deets, sis.

WheelchairQuarterback: Aww, c’mon, don’t tease the poor guy.

StillWaters: Thank you, Arenvald!

WheelchairQuarterback: Wait until he’s gone to bed at least.

StillWaters:

ChocoChic27: hey Thancred get your own emote 

ChocoChic27: ANYWAY guess who showed up at the bar tonight? And not alone. With a… love interest.

StillWaters: JESS.

WheelchairQuarterback: He’s got a new girl every day. What’s the deal?

~LightYourWay~: Wait, he brought a girl to your bar?

RockYourHeart: Was she pretty?

ChocoChic27: Gods, yes! Fucking gorgeous. It's easy to see why he likes her 🤣 Au Ra, indigo skin and matching hair, purple eyes, black scales. And the way he looked at her!!!! Guys, I think it's love.

StillWaters: Jess, don’t curse in front of Ryne.

~LightYourWay~: …

~LightYourWay~: That’s all you have to say?

~LightYourWay~: Don’t curse in front of your sister?

~LightYourWay~: EXCUSE ME.

~LightYourWay~: When were you going to TELL me you’re dating my teacher???

StillWaters: Isn’t that what you wanted? And we’re not dating. Damn it.

~LightYourWay~: WELL WHY NOT??

RockYourHeart: Thancred…

StillWaters: I wanted to check on Jess. We happened to be in the same place. I invited her along. That’s all. She’s not interested in a relationship.

~LightYourWay~: THANCRED! Don’t mess this up!

RockYourHeart: Are you?

StillWaters: Don’t ask me that.

RockYourHeart: Oh, Thancred…

ChocoChic27: I, uh… oh…

Jess bit her lip, regret immediately washing through her as she stared at her tiny screen.

ChocoChic27: Thancred, I'm sorry, I misinterpreted the situation. It seemed like something more between you two, what with the touching and looks and all. I didn't mean to imply otherwise… I'm just gonna stick a foot in my mouth now if you don't mind.

StillWaters: 😔. Scamp. It’s okay. I - look, she’s a great woman. I like her, okay? 

StillWaters: Really, I like her.

StillWaters: I really like her.

StillWaters has deleted a message.

StillWaters: But she’s made it clear she’s not interested.

~LightYourWay~: …

~LightYourWay~: Thancred!

~LightYourWay~ has disconnected.

StillWaters: Damn it, Ryne.

[DM] ~LightYourWay~ sent you a message.

StillWaters: Jess, I’m not mad at you, honey. There’s a lot of chemistry there. Shame she doesn’t see it. But she seemed to hit it off with you - I hope you’ll stay in touch. She needs friends that aren’t teachers. Believe me.

StillWaters: Uh. Be good.

StillWaters has disconnected.

RockYourHeart: “Be good”. Thancred-ese for “I love you.”

AllaganScholar: I’m sorry, did anyone else notice that Thancred Waters is absolutely gone on a woman?

WheelchairQuarterback: How long have you been here, Raha?

AllaganScholar: I signed on when Ryne was getting all excited, and decided to see what was going on. Thancred’s got a girlfriend?

RockYourHeart: Not exactly. But close enough for now.

AllaganScholar: Damn. I always miss all the juicy gossip.

ChocoChic27: Or, well… something like that…

[milfsincrime]

women: reblog if you agree

crimmy minds: penelope garcia, elle greenaway, jennifer jareau, emily prentiss, alex blake, tara lewis

ncis: kate todd, abby sciuto, ziva david, jenny shepard, abby borin, alex quinn, jack sloane, ellie bishop, jess knight

svu: olivia benson, abbie carmichael, alex cabot, casey novak, melinda warner, kathy stabler, liz donnelly, rita calhoun, amanda rollins, kat tamin

milfs: hot yes

[thetisming]

just found this in my notes????

[jeremyleerennerdotcom]

on this day in history

the assassination of jesse james by the coward robert ford cinema release 21st september 2007

[mcsm-confessions]

I like to imagine both Jesses are infamously bad at dancing just like Shepard in the Mass Effect games. They even do the same awkward shuffling motion.

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[shivunin]

WIP Wednesday

Tagged by @greypetrel @layalu @daggerbean and @zenstrike (Zen, I've decided I'm just going to post all fic things on this blog from now on, but I will post something that isn't Dragon Age c:)

Tagging @ndostairlyrium @heniareth @pinayelf @buchimgay @brother-genitivi @jtownnn @dreadfutures @inquisimer

I don't have a picture right now, but I've gotten the first two rows of purple onto the Leliana scarf and I'm really pleased with how the color looks so far! It's been really nice to do something with my hands in the evening, especially since I got hooked on a DND show I can watch at the same time.

Here are a snippet from some Mass Effect fic I'm still playing around with, then a bit from a BG piece I've been working on the last month or so.

From "Sure As Night," a ME WIP (535 Words):

The hum of the elevator to Shepard’s cabin had become familiar and comforting, in an odd way. 

The rest of the ship sounded just slightly off to Garrus. It’d taken plenty of hits after they’d gone through the relay, had almost certainly taken some damage from that final blast. The Normandy wasn’t actively falling apart or neither of them would be up here, but the sound of the engine was just one more thing that was…off. Or maybe Garrus was just hearing things. Wouldn’t be the first time in the past few months. 

But her elevator sounded exactly the same as always. It was…nice, for one thing to stay the same.

“Shepard?” he called. After a moment, the door unlocked and slid open. 

It was not immediately apparent where she was when he stepped inside. Garrus glanced at the trail of water on the floor and followed it to the couch in the next room (top notch detective skills there; wouldn’t his father be proud of him now?). He saw Shepard as soon as he walked down the stairs, sprawled over the couch with her feet braced on the bulkhead. Her hair was tousled and darker than usual, water droplets clung to her exposed shoulders, and the rest of her torso was wrapped in a towel. 

“Hey there,” she said, and Garrus blinked down at her. 

“And here I was coming in to give a formal report,” he said drily. She grimaced and pushed herself up, raking her hair away from her face. 

“Tell me that’s a joke,” she said. “Don’t think I can handle another emergency right now.”

She could, of course. They both knew that if there had been an emergency, she’d bolt out of here as quickly as she could and handle it. It’s who she was, after all. 

“You ask the engineers, it’s all an emergency,” he told her. “But I think they’ll hang on for a little longer or Ken would be talking less.”

Shepard snorted and shifted aside, glancing at the open space beside her. 

Well. He could take a hint. He just hoped she wasn’t about to tell him that last night had been a mistake. He’d been thinking about it plenty since then and he’d reached an entirely different conclusion. Racing through destruction with the expectation of certain death could do that to a person. 

Garrus passed the last step and settled beside her as best he could. He still wasn’t used to the human preoccupation with these squishy pieces of furniture. Didn’t they ever get stuck? He always felt like he’d sink all the way to the floor if he sat back too far. He considered telling her this to break the tension and discarded the idea immediately. He could definitely manage better than that.

“How’s the arm?” she asked him, nudging the arm in question. Garrus shrugged and rolled his shoulder experimentally. After taking a rocket to the face, he’d found that his scale for pain was kind of shot. He hadn’t even realized there was something wrong with it before Chakwas had insisted on scanning him. 

“I’ve had worse,” he told her, and she snorted. 

“Tough guy, huh?” she asked. 

“Something like that,” he paused. “And you? You took a few shots yourself.”

“I’ll survive,” Shepard said, looking at him sidelong, and smiled.

And (with a very different tone!) from a piece I am working on for Tav (234 Words):

Hope; a curious thing. She had been bereft of it for so long that its touch burned her then. 

“Be welcomed, faithful paladin,” Lathander had said. “Be free of the bonds that held you. ”

“My Lord, I will serve you for all my days,” she had told him, and only knew that she was weeping when the droplets struck the hands she’d clenched below.. 

She had never been touched like this. Nobody had ever been touched like this, she was certain of that. 

“You are mine now. The past is done,” he said. “Name yourself to me, Oathsworn.”

Octavia fell away, dead at last and free to rest. The woman she left behind took a deep breath. She had been a child once, and loved. Her family—her family had called her a silly nickname, coined by a brother with too few teeth to say her real one properly. She had left them behind too young, had left behind any hope of belonging somewhere at the same time. 

But—she belonged here now. She belonged to Lathander, as she had once belonged to her family. 

“Tavitha Hallowthorn,” she whispered. “I am Tavitha.” 

“Tavitha,” the god said, already dissipating into countless flecks of light, each of them composed of all the shades of every perfect sunrise. “Be welcome.”

Octavia was dead. Tavitha bowed her head before her god and knew herself for the first time in a very, very long time.

[hum-tittle]

They have the same energy

[camyfilms]

BRIDGE OF SPIES 2015

Well, the boss isn't always right. But, he's always the boss.

[modernmisadventures]

Chapter 18: Cookies and Company

“Knock knock.”

The sudden voice nearly caused Jess to jump out of her skin, yet a single glance back towards the door - or, rather, where the door had been - was enough to settle her nerves almost instantly.

“Varrus?” She tilted her head as the Elezen strode inside the disaster of a bar - seeing it in broad daylight had certainly illuminated the damage. Nearly every glass and bottle had been intentionally shattered, furniture and tables snapped in two as though they were little more than twigs, the floor sticky with a concoction of every cocktail imaginable.

“Hey,” he greeted softly, striding up to the counter; she watched as his eyes scanned her skin, his brows furrowing, a scowl darkening his handsome features. “Cir told me what happened, but, gods, I didn’t think it was this bad. Are you sure you’re ok?”

“I look that bad, huh?” She gave a soft chuckle, though her humor seemed to do little to improve his mood.

“Honestly? Yeah, you do.”

Not that she could disagree - she’d examined herself further after she’d awoken at Thancred’s that morning, and even she couldn’t help but grimace at what met her in the mirror.

“Hey, if you think this is bad, you should see the other guy. Or the other guy. Or the other guy.”

Again, her humor fell flat. The Elezen placed the basket he’d been carrying on the countertop, his jaw tightening. “Oh, I hope I do.”

“Varrus,” Jess warned, “don’t do anything stupid.”

With a sigh, he shook his head. “Nevermind that. What are you doing here so soon?”

“Working,” she snorted. “The better question is, what are you doing here?”

“I thought I’d come by to check on you, but I didn’t know it would look like… this.” He motioned vaguely around the disaster of a room. “Shouldn’t you be resting? The bar won’t be open for a few days at minimum.”

“Maybe,” she sighed, “but someone’s gotta clean up around here. And if the bar isn’t open, I’m not getting paid.”

“Are you sure it’s safe?”

“No,” she huffed begrudgingly. “But it would be a lot safer with a big, strong Elezen watching my back.”

To that, at least, his scowl finally disappeared, replaced by a soft grin as he reached for the basket.

“Here. I made these for you.”

“For me?” Curiously, she peered inside, finding a bundle of cookies - chocolate chip, if she had to guess. “Oh, Varrus, you shouldn’t have!”

With a grin, she reached in and grasped one, taking a bite. Not bad… though, judging by the browning on the edges, he’d softened his butter a little too aggressively, but the taste was good - and the thought made it all the sweeter.

She glanced up to find him watching her, a look of trepidation on his face.

“So?” he asked. “Are they… ok?”

“They’re wonderful, thank you so much.”

At that, he let out a sigh of relief, much to her amusement.

“Good. You have no idea how many failed batches that took; I hope Cip and Cir like botched cookies, because our kitchen is full of them now.”

“Cip too, huh?” Jess raised an eyebrow, an amused smirk upon her face. “Sounds like she and her man reconciled.”

“That’s a word for it,” Varrus huffed - and she could only imagine the sounds and chaos he must have found himself living in. “She’s over almost daily - it’s practically like having another roommate. At least Cir had the bedrooms soundproofed.”

Jess snorted - she could only imagine why.

“Kal’istae even stayed over last night,” Varrus added, much to her surprise, “though she left early this morning, back to work or whatnot.”

Right. Work. With a nod, Jess picked up her broom, resuming her attempts to clean the glass, that she might be able to scrub the floor - only to grin Varrus reached for the dust pan, kneeling to help her sweep away the clutter.

“You don’t have to do that,” she offered, yet he shook his head.

“It’s the least I can do - on some level, I feel like this is my fault.”

“Your fault?” She tilted her head, to which he nodded with a sigh.

“Cir told me the only thing they stole was your computer. If I hadn’t given it to you, maybe they wouldn’t have broken in…”

“Varrus, don’t be silly,” she huffed. “It was simply the quickest worthwhile thing they could grab - they probably would have gone for the till, too, had I not startled them.”

He opened his mouth to speak, yet before he could, she leaned down and pressed a finger to his lips. “But, I wouldn’t object to the help.”

At that, he smiled with a nod, dumping the full dust tray before glancing around the room with a huff. “So, what was your computer doing here, anyway?”

Jess bit her lip, glancing down at the floor before answering, “I… I live here. In the cellar. I know, I know, it’s… not exactly luxury, but I can’t really afford anything else.”

“Gods, I had no idea… And you’re safe now? Staying with Thancred, I think Cir said?”

Slowly, she nodded. “For the time being, anyway - at least until we can get this place serviceable again.” Not that she wanted to return - no, every small sound, every moving shadow made her jump, the events of the night before flashing into her mind. But what other choice did she have? She couldn’t exactly stay with Thancred - she felt as though she was already putting him out enough as it was, especially at the start of a brand new relationship. No, she’d only get in his way, no matter how much he insisted she wouldn’t.

And there wasn’t anywhere else for her to go - she couldn’t afford a place of her own, as she’d said, which left her the only options of returning to the bar, or finding someone’s room to rent.

And she’d prefer the cold, dank cellar to living with a stranger, that was for certain.

“You can’t live here, Jess,” Varrus huffed in exasperation. “It’s not safe - or clean, for that matter. You… could always come live in my bathroom - or my closet, or-”

She silenced him with a bemused shake of her head. “Tempting, but I think I’ll figure something out… and if I don’t, I know where to find you.”

“If you’re sure…” His expression said he wasn’t convinced, but, all the same, he let it go. “Oh, before I forget - Cir thought to invite you, and the rest of the crew, to a pool party this weekend.”

“A pool party?” She tilted her head. “Where? Cip’s?”

“No, our condo.”

“You have a pool?”

He nodded. “On the roof. I guess I must have forgotten to mention it.”

At that, her mind came to a screeching halt. “You have a rooftop pool? On the twelfth floor?! You bet your ass I’m going to be there!” Her unease around his roommate be damned, she wanted to feel the freedom of swimming where she could practically touch the sky.

“I’d rather bet yours,” came his reply, only to earn him a playful shove as she bumped him with her shoulder.

“Ha, ha, very funny. Now are you going to help me clean or not?”

[ainyan]

FFXIVWrite Day #25: Call it a Day

call it a day

end a period of activity, especially resting content that enough has been done.

She slid from her chair and stretched, arms reaching above her head as she threw her head back, her tail arching and flicking out behind her. The cropped sweater she wore rose, inching up her torso until it stopped just below the edge of her breasts. Rising up on her tiptoes, she paused at the apex of her lift, long legs showcased by thin, clinging leggings as she turned her head and smiled invitingly at the silver-haired man bent over the rules pamphlet from a game. “I think I’m going to call it a day,” Kal’istae announced.

Thancred didn’t even look up. “Already?” He glanced at the watch on his wrist, frowning. “I suppose you’ve put in a long one. I’ll be in in a while.”

Silence met his words, lingering uncomfortably long until he blinked and looked up, noticing that three of the four other people clustered about the table were staring at him with varying degrees of disbelief. The fourth was too caught up in looking through the game pieces to notice the increasingly awkward hush.

He turned to look at her, taking in her posture, her pose, the way the light struck her dark scales, sparking off the silvery freckles that dusted her indigo skin. He met her eyes, watching him with an expression of overstated patience, and grinned sheepishly. “Oh. I. Uh. Yes. Calling it a day, definitely.”

As he let the booklet fall heavily from his fingers to the table and began to drift towards her, the fourth person finally looked up. “But,” Varrus began to protest, but Cirdan sighed and reached over, clamping one large hand over his mouth.

“Pleasant dreams,” Ciprys called with a smirk as Kal’istae evaded Thancred’s outstretched hand and began to stroll towards her bedroom, tail twitching with each exaggerated roll of her slim hips. He followed eagerly after, already working at the buttons of his shirt.

Varrus looked puzzled, glancing around the table at the remaining members of the group. Cirdan was rolling his eyes while Ciprys grinned broadly, swinging her tail from side to side. Jess’s cheeks were crimson and she stared fixedly towards the kitchen, where she could just see the timer ticking down for the cookies still baking in the oven. “But, what about dessert?” he asked in confusion.

“I think they found something better,” Ciprys quipped, smirking as Cirdan shot her a look.

Varrus frowned. “But what’s better than cookies? Especially ones Jess baked!”

The two Au Ra merely laughed, while Jess covered her face in a futile effort to hide her growing blushes. “Nothing,” Ciprys finally managed to choke out. “Nothing at all. Come on, let’s finish setting up while we wait for the cookies. And if we don’t leave them any, well serves them right.”

“Indeed,” Cirdan agreed, and subtly distracted Varrus with a question about the rules while Ciprys worked to calm Jess before her blushes set the poor girl on fire.

FFXIVWrite2023 Day #25: Call it a Day

OCs: Kal'istae Miurani, Ciprys Dreamweaver, Cirdan Takechi, Jess Shepard, Varrus Varlineau

NPCs: Thancred Waters

AU: Misadventures in Modern Eorzea

[ -- Master Post: FFXIVWrite2023 -- ]

[gardensystemtv]

Did a lil thing with OCs, lol. anyone else wanna do this? These are all my main character OCs currently (not counting D&D characters)

We go into a lot more details under the cut, and compare every OC with their Love interests so...

So, let's go into it more, we have Dragon Age first:

Marian is on perfect forehead kissing height for Merrill. Marian is a half-elf rogue, in my Medievalpunk DA2 crossover fic, where she tries to navigate all the hostilities of Kirkwall while keeping her family safe, and catching very unexpected feelings for the Dalish elf that fell into her life. Fic(s): Tender Love warms Cold Hearts (Rated E for gore, NSFW scenes are marked to skip easily)

Faith is a film student moving to Kirkwall, where she meets Merrill in her class. the fic is largely a meditation on religion, with Faith struggling to find her identity as a half-elf, and where she fits in with the Elvhen religion because of it. She was shunned by the elves in her hometown, but Merrill is very eager to make her feel included. Faith can also comfortably nestle herself under Merrill's chin, making for very comfy cuddles. Fic(s): Have Faith in Me (Rated T, does not contain violence or smut)

Cassidy appeared to me in a dream, so doesn't have a firmly rooted story yet, but towers over her girlfriends, and is very comfortable cuddling with them both piled on top of her. No fics yet

Almithara reluctantly took up the position of Inquisitor, and Sera was one of the few levities that made the job bearable for her. She fell in love quite quickly, and does anything to keep her archer safe. No fics yet, but hopefully soon.

Jane has always given everything to help others, and neglecting herself in the process. but Liara can cut through that, and recognizes the deep emotional needs inside her. Fic(s): Stolen Nights among the stars: A M rated one-shot about Liara strugglign to keep the relationship hidden from the rest of the crew Orbitting the Shadow of my Twin: A M Rated longfic, with two shepards on opposite sides.

Kate Shepard towers over both of her lovers, even if she is slightly shorter than her twin sister. She is ruthless, not holding back to obtain her goals no matter the costs. But Thane makes her see the parts of life worth loving, and Samantha reminds her that she is someone who deserves to be loved regardless of the situations she is thrust into. Fic(s): Make me forget my worries: An E rated very smutty one-shot with her emotional vulnerability around Thane. Orbitting the Shadow of my twin: A M rated longfic, with two Shepards, where Kate is forced to go after her own sister.

Demi is the main character of my original work Untethered, that I honestly think hasn't aged greatly and am tempted to rewrite. She has DID, and discovers this, and meets her headmate Avelyn around the same time she develops her crush on Jess. Fic(s): Untethered an E rated fic that, honestly, in my own opinion is too smutty and needs to be toned down. That was a masterlist of all my OCs, in case anyone is interested, I'd love to see other people's OCs, so feel free to tag me Tagging some moots now: @breadedsinner @mxkelsifer @poetikat @seraandthebees

[virtualfotodivision]

Hearts for my ladies 💖

[n1nth]

❝ i told you, i'm fine ! it'll take me a lot more than that to kill me off. ❞ it's no use ; jess is flitting around, gathering her supplies. he's mostly upset about the rip in the sleeve of his leather jacket. he inspects the tear with a sigh. ❝ been with me through all sorts, this thing. ❞ he takes a look at the box she's carrying over. ❝ got anything in there that'll fix it ? ❞

a starter for @goldshadows !

[erstwhile-punk-guerito]

[movienized-com]

There Is a Monster

There Is a Monster (2024) #MikeTaylor #JoeyCollins #EnaORourke #JesseMilliner #MarcellusShepard #KellySchwartz Mehr auf:

Jahr: 2024 (Januar) Genre: Horror Regie: Mike Taylor Hauptrollen: Joey Collins, Ena O’Rourke, Jesse Milliner, Marcellus Shepard, Kelly Schwartz, MerryRose Howley, Bill Thomas, Steve Teller, Tim Nicholson, Laurent Amzallag, Duff McCully, Haja Janneh, Phil Cefaratti … Filmbeschreibung: Jack (Joey Collins) ist ein erfolgreicher Fotograf. Eines Tages glaubt er, nachdem er schon etwas getrunken…

[shivunin]

Three-Song Playlists

Rules: Compile three-song playlists for as many OCs as you can/would like to

Thank you for the tag @greypetrel! Like you, I am linking the full playlist in case anyone would like to listen to them c: The songs are in no particular order.

Tagging @star--nymph @zenstrike @daggerbean @ndostairlyrium @dungeons-and-dragon-age @inquisimer @idolsgf @dreadfutures @bitchesofostwick @vakarians-babe @jtownnn @nightwardenminthara @brother-genitivi and anyone who loves music (Please recommend music to me!! I love hearing new songs!!)

Arianwen Tabris (🗡️)

I Spit On Your Grave by ZAND (Spit your blood into my cup and then I'll gulp you down)

Trigger Finger by Coyote Kid (Bloodstains on a kitchen knife/ it wasn't made for this, but I know how to improvise)

Praying Mantis by Jazz Alonso (If I show my teeth, I must be hungry/ in you go, baby)

Maria Hawke (✨)

Nobody Wants to Be Alone by Christian Reindl, Atrel (When you strain your eyes to see the light, I won't be far behind/ Cause it's better in the dark when you're a friend of mine)

Champion by Fall Out Boy (I'm just young enough to still believe, but young enough not to know what to believe in)

Gracias a la Vida by Mercedes Sosa (Me ha dado la risa y me ha dado el llanto/ Así yo distingo dicha de quebranto/ Los dos materiales que forman mi canto)

Emmaera Lavellan (✉️)

Every Other Love Song by MALINDA (So good at explaining/ at finding the right words/ but when I look at you, I fail)

No Choir by Florence + the Machine (If tomorrow it's all over/ at least we had it for a moment/ Oh, darling, things seem so unstable/ but for a moment we were able to be still)

Comfort by Deb Talan (If you can't remember a better time/ you can have mine)

Elowen Lavellan (🌱)

Overture III/Awake by Sleeping at Last (Today, I'll survive/ tomorrow, make sense of my life)

Soap by The Oh Hellos (I don't know I've seen a thing grow/ without an open coat/ not without a softness showing)

Queen of Nothing by The Crane Wives (Isn't this what you wanted? Time sure feels like it's running out/ Just finish what you started/ Queen of nothing, wearing such a heavy crown)

Salshira Lavellan (🍂)

punchline by KiNG MALA (I'm having a great time/being the punchline to my own joke)

Dutch by Dessa (Love is like liquor/ it burns when it moves you/ Far as I figure/ there's nobody fireproof)

Mean It by K.Flay (So when I say I love you, I want to mean it/ Cause I say a lot of things that I don't mean)

Tavitha (Tav) (🌤️)

Can't Cheat Death by The Ballroom Thieves (There are two things I know for sure: I will be free, I will be free, I will be free/ and you can't cheat death)

Greener by Anju, Uliya (You reached inside and took the parts you wanted out/ maybe you forgot/ you can take what I have, but I grow something better back)

Dancing Plague of 1518 by mollyofgeography(Make room to hold a want that's weighted/shapeshift to sate it/ 'til my head knows my heart betrayed it)

Jesse Shepard (☄️)

Machine Heart by Icarus (You've been looking for some kind of savior/ you created me and turned me into you/ to make me last a lifetime)

Glitter & Gold by Barns Courtney (Do you walk in the shadow of men who sold their lives to a dream? Do you ponder the manner of things in the dark?)

Rusty Cage by Johnny Cash (You wired me awake and hit me with a hand of broken nails...but I'm gonna break my rusty cage and run)