#lyrics are from golden dandelions by barns courtney

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And she said "lay me down in golden dandelions"

Reblogs r appreciated!!!!

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hi! just wondering, if you could pick songs for a movie trailer for julita, mrs harrison's, earth's weaknesses, we're the losers on the back seats, and/or any more of your fics you especially like, what would they be? also, what would alyssa and/or lita's favourite songs be? love your fics!!!! <3

OH MY GOD okay so I’m definitely not screaming right now... definitely not... (I am. I totally am. This is my first proper ask about any of my fics akshwhsbwh)

Okay now I’ve got that out of the way.

If I could pick songs for a movie trailer, hmmm.

Julita and The Phantoms... it would probably be Home II by Dotan? Because it just suits it perfectly. Like Lita’s always found comfort in music, whenever she’s anxious I think that’s what she turns to, and as we go along she gets more comfortable on stage and it kind of transfers, to the point that singing with the guys feels like coming home? I just think that’s neat.

Mrs Harrison’s... okay, probably Coffee by Early Eyes? It’s the song that the lyrics are from in the aesthetic I made for it, and it just makes me think of Julie and Luke at 3am writing songs and it kind of inspired me to get off my ass and actually write this fic? 😂

Earth’s Weaknesses would definitely have for its trailer either Last Survivor by UNSECRET & Nilka or the 2WEI version of Survivor.

We’re The Losers On The Backseats would probably have the song Who We Are by Imagine Dragons, but I don’t think I can elaborate.

Bulletproof - I’m including this because I know for a fact that if this fic had a movie trailer it would be either to the song it’s named after: Bulletproof by The Score, The World We Made by Ruelle, or The Fear by The Score.

and Alyssa and Lita’s favourite songs? Hmmm.

Alyssa - probably Stronger by The Score because I think it’s kind of like her anthem. I mean the lyrics, come on: “Bet you didn’t think that I’d come back to life” this girl has cheated death HOW many times now? 😂 (Or Golden Dandelions by Barns Courtney if this is Alyssa in Bulletproof because it is literally one of the only songs she knows lol)

Lita - Retrospect by Vistas. It’s one of the first songs I mention in Julita, and I think ever since that song came out it’s been a constant on all of her playlists. BUT I do think that it might be tied with Edge of Great now after all the pushing that Luke did to get her to take the lead in the performance, and it obviously paid off, because I think that was the moment she finally became more comfortable performing in front of people.

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Tagged by @cmpunkapologist Thanks 'Shoop!

5 Songs I'm Currently Actively Listening To:

INEXPLICABLE by The Correspondents. The base line & overall composition have such a mesmerising flow and then periodically there'll be a lyrics that hits you like a brick. This one's wormed into my cortex.

Die in the Disco by Night Club. File under "Things I Send to Scribbles to Point at Because They Capture my OC's Fashion Aesthetic".

⸢1⸣ by MOB CHOIR. Y'all, I am so excited for the final season of Mob Psycho 100.

Golden Dandelions by Barns Courtney. I heard this in a Princess Tutu AMV that gave me feels. Side note: hit me up if you want recs for youtubers currently putting out EXCELLENT AMV content for classic shows like Utena.

Turn the Lights Out by Tally Hall. So I fell down a rabbit hole from that one "Songs That Make You Feel Like a Villain" playlist full of bangers that seems to end at Hawaii Part ii and trying to figure out what Tally Hall's whole deal is??

Tagging @scholarsscribbles @captainhollyshort @satans-foot-on-my-neck @insomniacstory @invisible-goats

As usual, no pressure to participate :)

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'in a painting of the past, I'm painting over lines' - Golden dandelions by Barnes Courtney (for the song lyric thing)

Thanks for asking! This song is so cool! Here’s a little Ardos piece for you, under a Read More to keep things small!

Ardossaw the world the way it could be. It was his gift, to see the beauty in allthings, despite the cruelness of the world.

Itbothered him sometimes, the way others couldn’t see things the way he did. He looked at the world, the way mortalsfought over the twisted nothings that didn’t mean a thing. Rather than fightingfor the good, they destroyed it… and made monuments to their monstrous acts.

Thispainting… a glorious warrior standing over his conquered enemies. It was welldone, Ardos could see that at a glance, an artist with talent. That one couldgo far, with the right patrons and a stroke of luck.

Butthis painting was a lie.

Therewas no glory in that victory. Just lies and deceit and destruction of apeaceful village. The “enemies” had been no more than children, left behind toprotect their mothers and siblings. The victorious warrior was a beast,refusing their surrender and leaving ruins in his wake.

Offensive,the way they glossed over the ugliness to leave this. Ardos admired beauty, that was the honest truth, but not inthis way. A beautiful lie was a cover, a mask to hide the ugliness underneath.

Scowling,hidden in the dark as he examined this latest offering, he struck out with hisbrush, painting lines over the piece expertly. Altering it as it deserved,changing it into the truth.

Whenhe was finished, the result was horrific. Pain and fear on the destroyedvillagers, a smug conceit on the conqueror. Red streaks of paint spreading onthe canvas, the skies dark and heavy around them. The signature at the bottom merelyhad a gold streak, shining and glowing against the terrible scene, his way ofsigning it and showing his influence.

Ardosexamined his work, a dark scowl still etched on his face. The truth isn’t always pretty, he thought to himself, waving hishand absently to send the edited painting to the temple it had come from. But it is a sight more appealing than a lie…and leaves a better taste in my mouth than ignoring it.

Thesun was rising as he made his way to rest, the rustling of his sheets remindinghim of the company he had left behind that night. Throwing his customary grinback on, Ardos admired the sight -not for the first time- of rumpled sheets anda satisfied sleepy smile of a pleased lover.

Yes,the truth was ugly… but there was enough beauty in the world to make up for it.

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10 songs n lyrics

got tagged by @fel-as-in-tumbld so here we go. 10 songs on shuffle and favourite lyrics from them. complete with youtube links for every song cause i can.

1. barns courtney - golden dandelions

We're floating fast over traffic lights Bearing down on blackened skies Colors burst as I close my eyes

idk, that’s just. really nice imagery right there. also bonus points for having flowers in the title.

2. the horrible crowes - i witnessed a crime

Yeah, and this heart I had You never sympathize And while you held my hand I think I witnessed a crime

so this band is a side project of mister brian fallon from the gaslight anthem. i swear this guy could just sing the alphabet song and i’d be all over it.

3. hayley kiyoko - what i need (feat. kehlani)

Sure I would kiss you, I'll lay with you You're broke, no, I can't fix you I won't, no, I won't diss you But babe, yeah I might miss you

look, i’m gay. i have a lot of gay songs in my playlist. that’s all.

4. the front bottoms - cough it out

I don't care if you're not sorry, I forgive you And with or without your support, I will continue What I'm trying to say is you never know what you've been through Till you pause and cough it out

honestly tho, ALL THE LYRICS in this song. just. the whole song. god. and it was a given to run into a tfb song i guess.

5. sundara karma - flame

Found true meaning, now my head starts spinning out the cave You won't come with me cause you're just too comfortable in chains

the ending of this video is. weird. but fits the song, so.

6. pale waves - there’s a honey

Oh and you're not alright 'Cause I ruined your night Well, honey, that's what I'm good at

literally discovered this band a week ago and they don’t seem to have many songs so far, but i really like them. strangely upbeat despite the lyrics.

7. florence + the machine - sky full of song

Grab me by my ankles, I've been flying for too long I couldn't hide from the thunder in a sky full of song And I want you so badly but you could be anyone I couldn't hide from the thunder in a sky full of song Hold me down, I'm so tired now Aim your arrow at the sky Take me down, I'm too tired now Leave me where I lie

this song murdered me.

8. twenty one pilots - house of gold

And since we know that dreams are dead, And life turns plans up on their head, I will plan to be a bum, So I just might become someone.

i was bound to run into a 21p song as well. idk, they still mean the world to me. gore cw for the video link.

9. willow beats - incantation

Part your lips and swallow up the sea as you ruffle through the pages of this hollow cavity, Pupils dialating, diaphram painting, won't you catch me while I'm fainting?

this is incredible in the dark at maximum volume.

10. rise against - like the angel

And each and everyday will lead into tomorrow, Tomorrow brings one less day without you But don't wait up, just leave the light on 'Cause all the roads that I might take Will all one day lead back to you And like the angel you are, you laugh creating A lightness in my chest, Your eyes they penetrate me, (never cease to amaze me) That's when I got up and left

huh. actually haven’t heard this song in quite a while. never took it out of my playlist cause i loved it so much ages ago when i was in highschool and tbh i still do.

alright, that’s that. tagging (only if you wanna do this): @thevulturesquadron @sazandorable @androleda @just-another-leaf-in-the-wind @nessakressa @ah-interesting

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If you're still doing the song lyric prompts: Golden Dandelions by Barns Courtney

more stranger things-esque au feat. the teens (like how the otabek&yurio arc is trying to hit the notes of mileven but not being precise, i want the viktor&yuuri arc to be a combination of stancy and jancy because i see elements of both in viktuuri so yea)

“I love documenting humanity,” declares Phichit from his seat next to Yuuri, pointing his camera in seemingly random directions. “People do such stupid things when they think others aren’t watching, you know? Really lets their inner self shine.”

“And you think you’re going to get a glimpse into Brody MacPherson’s inner self by photographing him spewing milk out his nose?” Yuuri wonders idly, peering over Phichit’s shoulder. 

“Not everyone is destined to be immortalised on film,” concedes Phichit, rolling his eyes, before lowering his camera. “Ooh, hottie at three o’ clock.”

Yuuri turns, just in time to see the silver head of Viktor Nikiforov approaching their table. He plasters on a smile, trying to quell the uneasy churning in his stomach.

“Hey,” says Viktor.

“Hey,” replies Yuuri, already feeling the inexorable blush creeping up his cheeks.

“Do you… do you have plans?” asks Viktor as he plops into the seat across from them. Yuuri blinks, looking at Viktor’s usual table at school, where all the other cool kids are sitting – Christophe Giacometti and Sara Crispino and Seung-gil Lee. Phichit raises an eyebrow as he looks between the two of them.

“Depends on who’s asking,” he says, as Yuuri quietly dies of mortification at his own tied-up tongue. 

“My friend Chris is having a party tonight because his parents are out of town,” replies Viktor, shooting Yuuri head-on with a disarming heart-shaped smile. “I’d love it if you came.”

Yuuri blinks back. “Can Phichit come?” he asks.

“The more, the merrier,” replies Viktor with a shrug, flashing a wink at Phichit. “What do you think?”

“It’s a school night,” blurts out Yuuri. His palms feel clammy. “Also, isn’t there a curfew because of Guang-Hong Ji?”

“Aren’t you going to be out anyway? Thought there was a basketball game tonight, Three Point Katsuki.” Viktor’s cheeks are bright pink, which is nothing even close to the scarlet Yuuri is certain his own cheeks are. “Duck out of the after-game diner rush? I’ll drive you.”

Yuuri’s mouth works uselessly for a moment, before sighing, smiling, and nodding. “Okay,” he agrees. “I’ll tell my sister.”

“Don’t tell her you’re going to a party,” Viktor says. “Tell her you’re coming over to… study. For Callahan’s test next Monday.”

Yuuri hates lying, but he has to admit, Viktor has a way of sparking the embers inside him into a bright, rebellious flame. 

When the bell rings, and Yuuri and Phichit are heading off to their next period, Phichit raises an eyebrow. 

“Studying, huh? One-on-one tutoring?”

Yuuri grimaces. “Shut up,” he mutters. Phichit nudges his shoulder as they stop in front of his locker; he quickly puts his books inside as well as his camera in its protective case. Yuuri leans up against the cold metal, admiring the different photographs Phichit has decorated the inside of his locker with. 

Phichit winks at him from his mirror. “He’s totally into you,” he says.

Yuuri’s throat clenches with a new kind of apprehension. “No, he’s not.”

“Really? He was all focused on you. I might as well have been a mannequin.”

“That’s not fair.”

Phichit rolls his eyes and then turns, leaning in closer to Yuuri before tossing a couple glances up and down the hall. “Listen, Yuuri. Christophe’s house is only a couple miles from where Guang-Hong and Minako live.”

Yuuri frowns. “So?” he asks.

“So if you can give loverboy the slip, we could go around looking for some answers.” Phichit’s hands are clenched into fists; Yuuri knows that the middle-schooler had been one of his closest friends, after years of being called on to babysit for him while his legal guardian Minako works her numerous jobs to care for him. 

“Oh,” he says, after a long moment. “Right. Are you sure? Could be dangerous.”

Phichit laughs, clapping his back. “Lighten up, Yuuri! Best case scenario, Guang-Hong’s just lost in the woods. What’s the worst that can happen?”

Yuuri is fairly certain he’s a balloon. Golden, floating, dream-like. His steps are lighter than air, and the room seems to tilt every time Viktor touches his hands. 

He’s too pretty. Too pretty and talented and popular and just entirely, entirely out of Yuuri’s league. Yuuri just plays basketball and reads too many books and dabbles in naming different flora and fauna in the area. Not that there’s anything particularly interesting about that, but it does make him endearing to the middle schoolers that come to play with Guang-Hong whenever Phichit is babysitting him – including Mila, Viktor’s younger sister, who has bruised-up knees on the best of days and a snarl of red hair that can’t be tamed by anything but the strongest of hairbrushes.

Viktor still has never deigned to notice Yuuri whenever he swings by to pick her up, or whenever Yuuri and Phichit go over to his picture-perfect picket fence house at the end of the cul-de-sac to pick up Guang-Hong from the weekly Dungeons and Dragons sessions that Mila hosts. Minako’s ward is their tentative link to Viktor, and now that he’s gone missing there’s just nothing else. And Yuuri hates that.

But Viktor’s arms are secure around him now, grounding him in the dim golden light of the living room, and Yuuri’s gut curls with want as Viktor’s hands slide down the small of his back as they dance to the beat of the music. Viktor’s blue eyes are bright but soft, like a gentle summer morning, and god, Yuuri needs him more than he can possibly fathom at the moment.

“Yuuri,” breathes Viktor, and Yuuri realises suddenly that their faces are extremely close. His face feels like it’s heating up, and quickly he pulls back, looking around him woozily for any sign of Phichit. 

“Where’s?” he asks, his hands waving. He mimes a camera, movements sloppy. Viktor frowns, uncomprehending for a moment before making a small ‘ah’, and nodding towards the backyard. 

“Last I saw him he was talking to Seung-gil,” he says. 

Yuuri giggles at that. “Oh,” he says. “That’s funny. He likes him.”

Viktor raises an eyebrow. “He does, huh?” he wonders. 

Yuuri nods. He takes Viktor’s hand, pulling him towards the doors leading to the backyard, towards the pool glowing eerily blue in the cold November night. 

Suddenly a scream pierces the night. The world snaps back into harsh, crystalline reality as fear rushes through Yuuri’s veins. The party quiets, guests murmuring nervously with one another. Yuuri’s hands fumble stubbornly with sliding door lock, unsure of how to get it loose. 

Phichit comes running out of the woods just past the backyard, his eyes wide and his camera clutched in his hands. Yuuri stumbles back as Phichit barrels right into the house, his breath heaving furiously. 

“Yuuri, oh god. There’s something – there’s something out there. Seung-gil’s missing, too!”

What’s the worst that can happen?

After a couple of extremely harrowing days, Yuuri has to laugh at that. 

Apparently Guang-Hong Ji being spirited away into a parallel universe isn’t the worst. Apparently Seung-gil Lee being taken next isn’t it, either. 

Apparently the existence of an interdimensional monster that crawls through the walls isn’t the worst thing, either, nor the sudden appearance and revelation that the government has been doing experiments on some tiny Russian boy who can telepathically converse with people from other dimensions and flip vans with his mind.

(Viktor is a little astounded that said tiny Russian boy has been taking refuge – with the aid of his own little sister – in his basement. Yuuri has to laugh at that, a little. Viktor really can be dense sometimes, for all his charm and intelligence.)

No, the worst thing is that, even after all is said and done, there’s something bright and unfathomable in Viktor’s expression when he reaches one bloody, sooty hand out and takes Yuuri’s wrist. The worst thing is how his heart beats traitorously as Viktor, beautiful with dirt and soot and blood all over his face and hair and clothes, finally sets down that baseball bat hammered up with nails onto the burnt rug in Minako’s hallway and wipes gently at Yuuri’s cheek with his thumb.

“You got some dirt over here,” he says.

“Your entire face.” Yuuri can’t seem to get much else out, and maybe that’s the worst thing that’s happened to him all day. He looks past Viktor into the living room instead, trying to will down the racing of his heart. In the living room, Phichit is sitting on the couch, his grief at Fay’s confirmation of Seung-gil’s demise etched all over his usually jovial features now that the danger has passed. 

The phone rings suddenly. Viktor goes to answer it. He’s quiet for a moment, murmurs quietly into the receiver, and then hangs up.

“They found Guang-Hong,” he says quietly. His face seems a little winded, a little stricken at Seung-gil’s fate as well. Phichit nods. Viktor goes over to the couch, folding the other young man in his arms, and Phichit sobs. 

“Where is he?” asks Phichit after a moment, and Yuuri watches them, his own insides numb as he watches Phichit and Viktor on the couch. He wishes he knew what to say. Viktor smiles bracingly up at Yuuri, his silver hair still somehow impressively coiffed despite their exertions tonight.

“Sheriff Feltsman and Minako took him to the hospital,” replies Viktor quietly. “He’s stable now, so we can all go check in on him.” He looks over at Phichit, patting him on the back. “Wanna go see him?”

Phichit nods, shakily clambering to his feet and heading for the door. Yuuri follows, and Viktor slips a hand around his waist as they head to Viktor’s car. 

The golden floating feeling returns with a vengeance, and maybe that’s the worst thing of all, just being there unsure of how close Viktor wants him as they drive along the quiet morning country road towards the hospital.