#orvile fancy dress

[gruesomejack]

Mama washed and combed and curled my hair

And she painted my eyes and lips

Stepped into a satin dancin' dress

That had a slit in the side clean up to my hips

It was red velvet trim, and it fit me good

Starin' back from the lookin' glass

There stood a woman where a half-gown boy had stood

"Here's your one chance, Fancy, don't let me down"

[forgotn1]

Stepped into a satin dancin' dress That had a slit in the side, clean up to my hips It was red velvet trim and it fit me good Starin' back from the lookin' glass There stood a woman where a half-grown boy had stood

[lovetransaction]

Q: You're joining Reba McEntire as new series regulars on "Big Sky." Is there a duet in your future?

Ackles: (Laughs) If Reba McEntire wants to make me sing with her, I'm a big enough country fan to do everything I can to not let her down. She's an icon, she's legendary, she's country music royalty.

Q: What tune would you pick to sing?

Ackles: Oh, man. I would just do anything I could to get her to sing “Fancy.”

JENSEN WANTS TO SING ‘FANCY’

YOU GUYS KNOW THE SUBJECT MATTER OF ‘FANCY’ RIGHT

RIGHT???!?!??

i’m not even gonna bother being cagy i’m just gonna paste it here. utilize your john/dean senses accordingly. look up the orville peck cover of it if you wanna get immersed

I remember it all very well, lookin' back It was the summer I turned eighteen We lived in a one room, rundown shack On the outskirts of New Orleans We didn't have money for food or rent To say the least, we were hard pressed Then Mama spent every last penny we had To buy me a dancin' dress

Mama washed and combed and curled my hair And then she painted my eyes and lips, then I stepped into a satin Dancin' dress that had a split on the side clean up to my hip It was red velvet trim and it fit me good Standin' back from the lookin' glass There stood a woman where a half grown kid had stood

She said, "here's your one chance, Fancy, don't let me down Here's your one chance, Fancy, don't let me down"

Mama dabbed a little bit of perfume on my neck Then she kissed my cheek And then I saw the tears wellin' up in her troubled eyes As she started to speak She looked at our pitiful shack And then she looked at me and took a ragged breath She said your pa's runned off and I'm real sick And the baby's gonna starve to death

She handed me a heart shaped locket that said "To thine own self be true" And I shivered as I watched a roach crawl across The toe of my high heel shoe It sounded like somebody else, it was talkin' Askin', "mama, what do I do?" She said, "just be nice to the gentlemen, Fancy They'll be nice to you"

She said, "here's your chance, Fancy, don't let me down Here's your one chance, Fancy, don't let me down Lord, forgive me for what I do But if you want out, well, it's up to you Now don't let me down now Your mama's gonna move you uptown”

Well, that was the last time I saw my ma The night I left that rickety shack The welfare people came and took the baby Mama died and I ain't been back

But the wheels of fate had started to turn And for me there was no way out And it wasn't very long 'til I knew exactly What my mama'd been talkin' about

I knew what I had to do and I made myself this solemn vow That I's gonna be a lady someday Though I don't know when or how But I couldn't see spending the rest of my life With my head hung down in shame You know I might have been born just plain white trash But Fancy was my name

She said, "Here's your one chance, Fancy, don't let me down” She said, "Here's your one chance, Fancy, don't let me down"

It wasn't long after a benevolent man Took me in off the streets And one week later, I was pourin' his tea In a five room hotel suite

I charmed a king, a congressman And an occasional aristocrat And then I got me a Georgia mansion And an elegant New York townhouse flat And I ain't done bad (she ain't done bad)

Now in this world, there's a lot of self-righteous hypocrites That'd call me bad And criticize mama for turning me out No matter how little we had

But though I ain't had to worry 'bout nothin' For nigh on fifteen years Well, I can still hear the desperation In my poor mama's voice ringin' in my ears

"Here's your one chance, Fancy, don't let me down Oh, here's your one chance, Fancy, don't let me down Lord, forgive me for what I do But if you want out, well, it's up to you Now don't let me down Your mama's gonna move you uptown”

And I guess she did

[wheeler-beretta-harwood]

Meant To Be (Cash Wheeler x Reader)

Chapter Ten

Warning: smut, 18+ only

A/N: so, this is where I need your support, dear readers. Tell me what you think about the smut (anon. if you want)

You had spoiled your birthday boy all day. You made him his favorite breakfast. Peppered his face with kisses which made him giggle, a sound you hadn't previously heard of him. You prepared decorations, drinks, and food for the party. You even cooked for him again, salmon with spinach and gnocchi.

Right now, you had Pawla bring him his birthday present from you.

"Good girl." He said while padding the spot to his right for her to sit next to him. Then, he looked up at you, and padded the spot on his left for you. You laughed and sat down.

"What? I don't get called a good girl?"

He leaned closer to you, his lips ghosting along your neck until they reached your ear. "I can't say it out loud 'cause Pawla will get jealous, but you're my best girl." He whispered before gently biting your earlobe, eliciting a small whimper from you. You shivered at his touch, and pouted when he moved to sit straight again, carefully unwrapping the package in his lap.

When he was done, he looked at the book in front of him.

RUMO by Walter Moers.

He had never heard of it, nor of the author.

"It's one of my favorite books. Thought I'd share it with you. It's not a classic though, sorry."

He smiled down at it, and opened it to find a handwritten note on the first page.

Cash,

my dear, sweet Cash. Happy birthday! 34, you're really kind of old now ;-P

It may seem cheesy, but I thought this book would make a great gift. Books are what brought us together after all. I hold it dear to my heart - it's at its core a love story, but no lovey dovey shit, I swear! There's also a lot of fighting in it, so maybe that evens it out for you?

I hope you'll enjoy it as much as I do.

Again, happy birthday, and thank you for always being there for me.

Love, Y/N

His smile grew bigger with every word he read, and when he finished, he kissed you passionately while running his fingers through your hair. That was when he heard a light thud and moved to look down at his feet. An envelope had fallen out of the book.

"Y/N I swear, if this is another paycheck..."

You laughed at him and shook your head no.

He opened it and jumped a little, feeling his adrenaline rise. "Really? How'd you get these?"

"What do you mean? I've bought the tickets."

"It was sold out in like an hour!"

"Well, believe it or not, I can be fast if I want to be." You retorted. "Emma helped too, we both went online once the tickets went on sale."

"Thank you, you're the best." He kissed you again, roughly this time, smiling against your lips. "You do realize that you're the one I'm going to take with me?"

"What?! No!! I don't want to see Orville Peck live!" You over-dramatically put your hand against your forehead as if you were about to faint.

"Too bad, you're coming with me!" He leaned closer to you, so close that you tumbled back on the couch. You giggled as he pulled you back up and pressed your body against his, pecking your lips over and over again.

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By 7 P.M., all of the guests had arrived and were scattered around Cash's backyard.

Most of the guys had already stripped down to nothing but their swimming trunks while the majority of women wore fancy dresses. You felt utterly underdressed with your oversized FTR shirt and the black shorts as you stood inside, peeking out at the crowded place.

Truth be told, you weren't so sure if you were actually stripping down to your bikini today. You had been rather confident in yourself after Cash complimented your butt, but ever since your meeting with Lindsay, you became more and more self-aware. Your legs were way shorter, and your thighs were so much bigger than hers. Your hair didn't have the same shine, and your skin didn't glow like hers did. Not to mention those boobs...These people outside were expecting someone like that, and you obviously were a downgrade from her.

If you were honest with yourself, you'd prefer to hide in the guest room until they left.

"What's with the frown, darlin?" You hadn't even realized Cash had come up to you. You shook your head at him. "I just don't feel so good. Maybe if I get some rest..."

"You seemed to be fine a few minutes ago. What's wrong, dove? Come on, tell me. If you're worried about my friends, they're all nice people and will like you, trust me."

"I'm underdressed." You sheepishly said, fully aware that you sounded like an idiot.

Cash chuckled. "Darlin, if you're asking me, you're dressed just fine. I love seeing you in one of our shirts. And if anything is wrong with your outfit, it's the fact that you're wearing anything else but the bikini." He wrapped his arm around your waist and lifted your chin up to look at him.

"I'm serious, Cash. These are all trained athletes and gorgeous women. And...and they..."

"And they what?"

"They...probably expect someone at 'Lindsay level'. Not chubby old me."

Cash let go of you and took a step back. His face was serious now, way too serious for your liking. Maybe you hit the nail on the head.

Your heart sank at the thought of it.

"Wait here. I'll be back in a second." You watched him walk outside, putting on a fake smile for his friends before walking over to where Dax and his wife Maria were chatting with John Skyler. Cash said something to them, to which Maria nodded while her husband looked over to you. Shortly after that, Cash was back inside and grabbed your hand.

"Come with me." He said, and when you didn't move, he threw you over his shoulder and moved upstairs. At first, you protested, trying your best to get your feet back on the ground, but soon figured it was no use; Cash was way stronger than you. And he was determined.

He needed to show you how beautiful you were.

When he put you down your eyes wandered around to see where he brought you, but he was blocking your view. Cash closed the door behind you and the moment he did, pinned you against it. His lips were on yours, more ardently than ever before. His tongue licked your lower lip, begging for entrance. You automatically parted your lips and Cash's tongue slided in your mouth, dancing around his twin while his hands glided down on both your sides. It felt so good you couldn't suppress the moan escaping you as a pleasant shiver ran down your back. When his hands reached the hem of your shirt, he swiftly pulled it up, only breaking away from you to take it off of you before carelessly throwing it into the room.

The sensation of his bare skin against yours took your breath away. Yes, you had placed your hands on his chest before, but that was different then, just a small gesture of affection - and it happened only because he was working in nothing but trunks. But this right here, right now was purely sexual. And it was driving you insane.

You hadn't even realized he had pulled down your shorts until he took a few steps back and his dilated pupils roamed all over your body. His gaze suddenly made you nervous, so you lifted your arms to cover your body somewhat.

"Don't, babygirl. It's just - you're beautiful. I knew you'd look amazing in red, but fuck, you're so hot."

He moved back to you, his lips pressing sweetly against yours as he took one of your legs, grabbed your butt and lifted you up. You gasped and wrapped your legs around his waist, arms draped around his neck.

As he carried you through the room, you could feel his growing bulge. A faint sense of pride rushed through your mind: you were the cause of his arousal.

"Cash, I-" you mumbled against his lips in between kisses. You couldn't finish your sentence as he put his index finger on your lips and gently laid you down on the bed - his bed, you assumed, you hadn't seen his bedroom before.

"Shh, darlin. Let me take care of you and show you just how beautiful you are." His lips ghosted along your jaw before they moved down to trail kisses along your neck. When he found your sweet spot, a whimper escaped your lips and he made sure to pay extra attention to it. His touch was so tender, you had a feeling you'd melt into the blanket beneath you.

Cash ran his hand along your thigh, your waist all the way up to lightly squeeze your clothed breast while his other hand untied your top and pulled it down. Once he was finished, his mouth travelled to your now bared breasts. He squeezed one of them again while his mouth captured the other, his tongue swirling around the sensitive nub before gently biting down at it. When he did, you moaned out his name, running your fingers through his hair. You were more than comfortable now, lust overtook your body - it was all you could focus on.

He looked up to you and smiled. "You sound so sexy when you moan my name. You have no idea what you do to me, darlin." He said as he trailed open mouth kisses down your stomach, over your hip bone until he reached the inside of your thigh.

"Show me what I do to you, Cash. Please." You almost begged, but couldn't care less. You needed him. All of him. Now.

He looked up to you once more and nodded. Before he got up from the bed, he placed a kiss on the red fabric of your bikini bottom and pulled it down with his index fingers while you lifted your hips up to aid him.

Damn, he really wanted to taste your sweetness, but now was not the time or the place. Not with this many people in the house. Still, he couldn't get the thought out of his mind.

Your eyes roamed all over his body as he stood in front of you, slowly, almost teasingly getting rid of his shorts. He looked like some fine artists had his body carved out of marble. He was flawless, you loved everything about him: his thighs, his arms, his chest, his cock. There wasn't a damn thing about his body you would have changed.

Cash looked at you for a moment before glancing over to his nightstand. "Do we need protec-"

"I'm on birth control and free of STDs. Baby, come here!" You pleaded while making grabby hands. You needed to touch him so badly.

For a second, he thought about teasing you a bit, but he honestly couldn't wait any longer either. So he crawled back on the bed and positioned himself between your legs.

His tip brushed against your entrance before Cash slowly sunk into you, a lustful groan leaving his mouth. Your mind went completely blank when you felt him stretch you oh so deliciously, your head thrown back against the pillows. Once he was fully inside you, he paused. Your hands held onto his back, fingernails digging into his skin.

"Oh my God, Cash. Fuck!" You felt yourself clench around his length. You had never felt so pleasantly full your entire life. He grunted as a response.

After a few moments, he cupped your face and looked down at you, silently asking for your permission to move. You nodded your head, and he began to slowly thrust into you. His pace was steady and gentle. He wanted you to feel that he loved your body. All of it.

It felt amazing to you, but you needed more of him.

"Faster, baby." He gladly fullfilled your wish as he thrusted faster and harder into you, and soon both your moans and the sound of skin slapping against skin were filling the room. He loved the way your breasts bounced with every thrust, it was mezmerizing, almost hypnotic. While pounding into you, he moved one of his hands up to your chest and played with the hard nipple which caused you to arch your back. As a response, your hands moved from his arms to his chest, rubbing his pecs before you pulled him down for a heated kiss. The new angle sent a whole new wave of pleasure through your body and made you moan loudly. When you pulled apart, your eyes locked again, darkened with need. God, he was so incredibly attractive, and he must've thought the same about you. Your legs wrapped around his hips, heels digging into his butt cheeks, pushing him even further into you with every movement.

"Just like that baby, I'm so close." You felt the burning sensation in your stomach, your orgasm slowly approaching. He could feel it too, your walls were getting tighter and tighter around him. He fastened his pace once more, wanting to send you over the edge before he, too, came. His hand travelled down to your clit, rubbing circles into the sensitive bud of nerves with his thumb.

This was too much pleasure for your body and soon your juices coated his length. You closed your eyes and wanted to scream his name as you felt your orgasm rushing through you, but all that left your mouth was a weak whimper. You were completely blissed out of your mind.

Cash kept up the pace, drawing out your orgasm as long as he could before his hips started to stutter and he reached his own peak. He collapsed over you, face buried in the crook of your neck, moaning your name before groaning as his cock started twitching inside you, coating your walls with his seed.

None of you moved for a few moments, until Cash lifted his head up and lovingly pressed his lips against yours before pulling out of you and rolling over to lie next to you. You immediately missed the warmth of his body, so you turned to him and snuggled into his side. Both of you were panting, slowly coming down from your high.

He wrapped his arm around you and kissed the top of your head while your hand drew invisible patterns into his chest, loving the feeling of his chest hair against your fingertips.

"Do you feel better, darlin?"

"Uh-huh. That was......wow."

He smiled up at the ceiling. "Yeah, wow."

After a few more minutes of calming down, he turned his head towards you. "Come on, babygirl, let's get cleaned up so we can go back. People might get suspicious otherwise." He said as he stood up from the bed and held his hand out to you.

Right, the party. You had forgotten about all the guests downstairs. So you both went to the bathroom and then got dressed again. As soon as you had your bikini back on, Cash rested his head on your shoulder before placing soft kisses all over it, his beard tickling your skin. "There is no way the black one would have looked this good. You are so fucking beautiful in red."

You blushed a little and nuzzled against his body. God, he made your knees weak so easily.

"Now where's my shirt?" You scanned the whole room for it, and that's when your eyes landed on his nightstand. A photo leaned against the waterbottle that sat on it. As you moved closer to investigate, you realized it was a picture of him with you at one of your book club meetings. You were both laughing brightly.

When he realized what caught your attention, he explained. "Dax took it from afar. Said I needed to see how happy I was. It's the only photo I got of us." Then he handed you your shirt that he'd found.

"Looks like we need to take some more, baby. And would you send this one to me?" You smiled at him before getting fully dressed. Once you were, you took his hand in yours and you both made your way down to the pool. Before you headed outside, there was one question you needed answered. "Cash...you didn't tell Dax what we were about to do when you went outside...Did you?!"

A breathy laughter left his mouth. "No, darlin, I said you didn't feel that good, and we'd get you some water and Aspirin. Plus maybe you needed to talk."

You nodded your head, glad he hadn't been that straightforward.

And his excuse was actually a blessing in disguise because every now and then, when you were at the party talking to the guests, the thought of what you had done while people were waiting outside, the thought of Cash's naked body and the way he made you feel, made you zone out.

But he had provided you a wonderful excuse for it.

Later in the evening, you had multiple shots of Tequila with Maria and Dax, who was bewildered when you had told him you were a 'tequila virgin', and you were tipsy enough to not care anymore and just get in the goddamn pool already. You had eyed the calm water surface long enough. So you finally stripped down to your red garment, and cannonballed into the water.

Cash saw from his lounger where he had a chat with Nathan Cruz and smiled to himself. Then he stood up and jumped in the pool as well, capturing one of your legs and pulling you towards him. You laughed and once he was within reach, pushed his head under water, but only to be dragged down along with him. Under water, his lips pressed against yours and didn't leave them when you both resurfaced.

Then, you heard multiple splashes around you. Most of the guys and a few ladies had followed your lead.

When you pulled away, you laughed brightly at him.

"Now it's finally a real pool party!"

Cash looked at you. He had never admired a human being as much as you. You had gone through so much hardship, were struggling so much with your inner demons. And yet you were his guiding light. Whenever he doubted himself or was in need for support, your face popped up in his mind, and he knew he could do it, whatever 'it' was. He'd do it for you.

"And now, the fight we've been waiting for for years: who is the better half of FTR?! Will it be Dax Harwood, with his wife Maria? Or will it be newfound lovers Cash Wheeler and Y/N?!" John's voice ripped him out of his thought and he turned around to see Maria on Dax's shoulders triumphantly posing for the crowd.

Cash looked at you, and you answered his unspoken question. "Let's kick their asses, baby!" He dived underneath you and lifted you up on his shoulders. You gripped his head until you found your balance and yelled over to Maria.

"Don't worry, sweetheart. I'll make it quick!"

Cash smiled again before moving forward so you could attack.

God, confident you was sexy as hell.

Chapter Eleven

[jockbots]

You:

Me, an intellect:

[memzhay]

Last or current: tv show/movie watched, book read, fic read, song/album/artist listens to? Share whatever you’re comfortable with and then anonymously prompt a few friends ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜

Hey Anonymous Pal! I hope you are having a mysteriously wonderful day.

TV Show - Gentleman Jack Season 2 - I’m so happy my fancy dress gals are back.

Movie - Death on the Nile. It was good. I love Agatha Christie.

Book - Blindsided by Amy Dawes - A friend of mine wanted to read some erotic fiction with me to sort of build a bridge to what I’m into these days. It wasn’t a bad book. I think I just don’t find straight relationships that intriguing anymore. lol

Fics - Currently obsessed with Second Fiddle by @mythicalamity, Driftwood by @lallyloo, and Into Darkness by @malienessan.

Music - Orville Peck’s Bronco album is definitely my go to right now. I get to see him live on June 11th and I am beyond excited. Considering buying a cowboy hat. Also been very into Pokey LaFarge lately. Just love his vibe.

Thank you for being interested in what I am into. Wishing you lots of love in all the things that bring you joy.  ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜

[ultimaid]

Did you dress up for the Orville Peck concert? (also im very jealous)

nothin super fancy but i did put on some rainbow earrings and one of my favorite country boy tops! plus my favorite vest ever haha. roommate cut my hair too 🥺

(also here’s some of the pictures i took at the show!)

[creacherkeeper]

ok but what if i want you to answer all the questions for the lost npcs you havent answered yet.... what then? :'D

well your wish is my command!!!!

under cut cause Long

2. Do you find it easy to create NPCs? Why or why not?

i have so much experience creating characters between original fiction, video games, art, and ttrpgs that making characters is extremely easy for me

3. Do you build settings/encounters or NPCs first?

well with lost it was more setting/encounter just because it was supposed to be a short shot so the small, contained setting and murder mystery aspects were "more important" than the npcs. but once we realized it was gonna be long running, the npcs got a lot more fleshed out. brownbird was definitely a balance of character and mechanics when making her stuff

4. Do you usually have a strong sense of who an NPC, or do they tend to be kind of basic/there to serve a purpose?

my npcs go from "here is a basic vibe" to "oh god theyre calling the shots now" fairly quickly. like lizzie was NOT really a person in game 1 and then in game 2 she was like "im going to lash out and arrest hawk because im in love with divine" and i was like yes maam okay maam i guess this is part of the plot now?

6. How do you pick names for NPCs?

in lost theyre all named after country/folk/americana artists, songs, or bands!! it started as an easier way for me to name them (inspired by mr will orville) but then it became long running and the cast list started expanding and i was like oops!! but yeah its mostly Vibes

7. Do you ever use NPC generators?

honestly didnt know that was a thing

which npc is ...

9. The biggest flirt?

brandi has zero shame <333 shes the biggest lesbian but that will not stop her from flirting w men whether they are into women or not

10. The life of the party?

for regular parties, sarah, for Wild Parties, brandi

11. Most unique?

to stop myself from saying brandi again. i think kelseys stuff is .....,, Interesting. they have the kind of backstory i wouldve written when i was 12

13. Most likely to succeed?

well waylon ... Has succeeded? his methods of getting there were :) its hard to name another character because everyone is in lost cause theyre fucked up in some way <3

14. Most likely to be on a reality show?

sarah would simply thrive with the attention and it would Not make her toxic because she would not understand or care that thats what is supposed to happen

15. Most outspoken?

sarah!!!! my girl has no filter (future flashback my beloved)

16. Most evil?

the jack of course :))

17. Best dressed?

probably kelsey. i think theyre the only one who takes advantage of waylons offer to buy the squad nice clothes. overdressed nonbinary rights. also latrowe <333 his god mom makes sure he is a very fancy little coyote

18. Friendliest?

sarah or scruggs <33 also kitten but she is. 7. and my baby <33

19. Most changed?

can i saw latrowe. is that cheating. okay real answer waylon or scruggs :))

20. Least likely to care what superlative they get?

hawk lmaoo. everyone else would pretend not to care but definitely care, or would care soooo much. hawk would simply be like. this is. dumb.

21. Which NPC is the easiest for you to roleplay? Why?

in the bit of screentime he's had, scruggs

22. Which NPC is the most difficult to roleplay? Why?

honestly probably lizzie? she's just sooo different from me. like trying to balance the Restrained Stoic with the Absolute Messy Bitch Disease is. something im working on. she's VERY much her own person but im still figuring out how to inhabit that person

24. Which NPC is YOUR favorite and why?

thats so hard ToT maybe hawk? i have unfortunately inflicted him with Sad Boi Disease so so fast. bea has received so much psychological damage from high insight checks on him <33

26. Which NPC is YOUR least favorite and why?

hmmmm. i do find things to genuinely like about most of my npcs? either dr clark or colter, not because colter doesnt have interesting stuff, he's just sooo not my type

27. Do you have a favorite NPC (ally or enemy) to use in combat?

well i've only used brandi in combat because im REALLY not a combat person. but she's. insane <3 yall did such a good job kicking her ass but she is a vengeance paladin/arcane archer fighter/wild card rogue who has +12 stealth and her max damage in a turn is 217 <33

29. Are there any NPCs you wish you could play as a PC one day?

if i had to choose one as a long running pc it would probably be scruggs but i WOULD have to break him mechanically more <3 playing brandi as a long term pc might. rot my brain.

30. Bonus question! Answer any that you haven’t been asked, or talk about any NPC you want!

one of the players has a little bit of info about brandi backstory :)) <33

[twopoppies]

Dumb question but what is Harryween? Like a Harry thing?😅

He has a fancy dress party/concert planned for 2 nights in NY over Halloween weekend with Orville Peck as the opening act.

[mab1905]

More Fitzjames content? Yeah... here’s a playlist for ya’ll...

These are songs which I think describe him at different points in his character developement or simply different aspects of his personality. Somewhat James/Crozier (Fitzier) but all about James.

(25 songs, 1 hour 33 min)

Song List + Most Character-Relevant Lyrics:

Fancy — Orville Peck

We didn't have money for food or rent / To say the least, we was hard pressed / Then Mama spent every last penny we had / To buy me a dancin' dress / Mama washed and combed and curled my hair / And she painted my eyes and lips / Stepped into a satin dancin' dress / That had a slit in the side clean up to my hips / It was red velvet trim, and it fit me good / Starin' back from the lookin' glass / There stood a woman where a half-gown boy had stood / ... / It sounded like somebody else that was talkin' / Askin', "Mama, what do I do?" / She said, "Just be nice to the gentlemen, Fancy / They'll be nice to you" / "Here's your one chance, Fancy, don't let me down / Here's your one chance, Fancy, don't let me down / Lord, forgive me for what I do / But if you want out, well, it's up to you / Now don't let me down now / Your mama's gonna move you uptown"

gold rush — Taylor Swift

What must it be like / To grow up that beautiful? / With your hair falling into place like dominos / ... / At dinner parties / I call you out on your contrarian shit / And the coastal town / We wandered 'round had never / Seen a love as pure as it / And then it fades into the gray of my day old tea / 'Cause you know it could never be

The Name Of The Game — ABBA

Your smile, and the sound of your voice / And the way you see through me / Got a feeling, you give me no choice / But it means a lot to me / So I wanna know / What's the name of the game?

Spectrum — Florence + The Machine

And when we come for you / We'll be dressed up all in blue / With the ocean in our arms / Kiss your eyes and kiss your palms / And when it's time to pray / We'll be dressed up all in grey / With metal on our tongues / And silver in our lungs / ... / And when we come back we'll be dressed in black / And you'll scream my name aloud / And we won't eat and we won't sleep / We'll drag bodies from the ground / So say my name / And every colour illuminates / And we are shining / And we'll never be afraid again

Dreamy Bruises — Sylvan Esso

How can we question / What we knows feels right / Black eyes turn to marigolds / In the morning light / Ohweeohweeoh kids move so slow / Shaken all over like some dogs at the pool / Ohweeohweeoh kids move so slow / They’re kicken all the records over acting like they hanging water / Ohweeohweeoh kids move so slow / Down in the basement where the sun don't show / Ohweeohweeoh kids movie so slow / Naked dollars wonder piles dreamy bruises rotten lovers / And they say I want you / To bend me back in two / To make me sing your tune / To make those words so smooth / Fill me like a song do

Wolf — Sylvan Esso

But no birds nor beast does he eat / He only wants the tenderest meat / And oh the sounds he makes them speak / Under all different patterns of sheets / ... / The modern wolf, the modern wolf / Drippin' in all the lives that he took / He'll go on home, try to wash them off / But when he shaves, he hears them call

Francis Forever — Mitski

On sunny days I go out walking / I end up on a tree-lined street / I look up at the gaps of sunlight / I miss you more than anything / I don't need the world to see / That I've been the best I can be, but / I don't think I could stand to be / Where you don't see me / And autumn comes when you're not yet done / With the summer passing by, but / I don't think I could stand to be / Where you don't see me

James — MGMT

James / If you need a friend / Come right over / Don't even knock / And I'll be home / The door is always open / And we both can say, "Who's laughing now?" / Oh, James / My little doll / You just go outside and you call / Oh, James / Oh, you're never too far off / If your fire's out / There's no need to shout / I'm always home / And walk on in / I'll make you tea and breakfast / And we both can say, "Who's laughing now?"

South London Forever — Florence + The Machine

I drive past the place that I was born / And the places that I used to drink / Young and drunk and stumbling in the street / Outside the Joiners Arm's like foals unsteady on their feet / With the art students and the boys in bands / High on E and holding hands with someone that I just met / I thought it doesn't get / Better than this / There can be nothing better than this / Better than this / And we climbed onto the roof, the museum / And someone made love in the glass / And I'd forgot my name / And the way back to my mother's house / With your black cool eyes and your bitten lips / The world is at your fingertips / It doesn't get better than this / What else could be better than this? / Oh, don't you know I have seen / I have seen the fields aflame / And everything I ever did / Was just another way to scream your name

Oh! You Pretty things — David Bowie

I think about a world to come / Where the books were found by the Golden ones / Written in pain, written in awe / By a puzzled man who questioned / What we work here for / All the strangers came today / And it looks as though they're here to stay / Oh You Pretty Things (Oh You Pretty Things) / Don't you know you're driving your / Mamas and Papas insane / Oh You Pretty Things (Oh You Pretty Things) / Don't you know you're driving your / Mamas and Papas insane / Let me make it plain / You gotta make way for the Homo Superior

Venus As A Boy — Björk

His wicked sense of humor / Suggests exciting sex / His fingers they focus on her and touches / He's Venus as a boy / ... / All across your lips, oh, then until / Well be that it's a little now, until / He believes in a beauty / He's Venus as a boy / He believes in a beauty and gentle

Winds Change — Orville Peck

Had a lover but I lost my patience / Gonna get a song on a radio station / Got a fire but you just can't use it / I don't mean no lies, baby, please don't lose it / Lost my way on the other side / I know why, I don't know when / From the way that we said goodbye / I knew I'd never see you again / Left my mind in the Salt Lake City / Met a lot of men who would call me pretty / Pack of reds, watch the days get colder / Don't it make you cry, how we're getting older?

Fluorescent Adolescent — Arctic Monkeys

Oh the boy's a slag / The best you ever had / The best you ever had is just a memory / And those dreams weren't as daft as they seem / Not as daft as they seem / My love, when you dream them up... / Flicking through a little book of sex tips / Remember when the boys were all electric? / Now when she's told she's gonna get it / I'm guessing that she'd rather just forget it / Clinging to not getting sentimental / Said she wasn't going but she went still / Likes her gentlemen not to be gentle / Was it a Mecca dauber or a betting pencil? / Oh the boy's a slag / The best you ever had / The best you ever had is just a memory / And those dreams weren't as daft as they seem / Not as daft as they seem / My love, when you dream them up / Falling about / You took a left off Last Laugh Lane / Just sounding it out / But you're not coming back again.

Cheerleader — St. Vincent

I've had good times / With some bad guys / I've told whole lies / With a half smile / Held your bare bones / With my clothes on / I've thrown rocks / Then hid both my arms / I've played dumb / When I knew better / Tried so hard / Just to be clever / I know honest thieves / I call family / I've seen America / With no clothes on / I don't know what I deserve / But for you I could work / Cause I don’t want to be a cheerleader no more

Queen Bitch — David Bowie

She's so swishy in her satin and tat / In her frock coat and bipperty-bopperty hat / Oh God, I could do better than that / Oh, yeah / She's an old-time ambassador / Of sweet talking, night walking games / Oh and she's known in the darkest clubs / For pushing ahead of the dames / If she says she can do it / Then she can do it, she don't make false claims / But she's a queen and such a queen / Such a laughter is sucked in their brains / Now she's leading him on / And she'll lay him right down / Yes, she's leading him on / And she'll lay him right down / But it could have been me / Yes, it could have been me

Boys Keep Swinging — David Bowie

Heaven loves ya / The clouds part for ya / Nothing stands in your way / When you're a boy / Clothes always fit ya / Life is a pop of the cherry / When you're a boy / When you're a boy / You can wear a uniform / When you're a boy / Other boys check you out / You get a girl / These are your favorite things / When you're a boy / Boys / Boys / Boys keep swinging

Caterpillars (Of The Common Wealth) — Will Connolly

You know you'll always be my valentine / Now swear to god that you will never tell / They're streaming every indiscretion live / For caterpillars of the commonwealth / Gotta go / You can stay / Make yourself at home / Gotta go / This campaign / Don't run itself you know / You've got potential little parasite / I tie your hands so i can wish you well / Cuz i'm a gentleman and you are like / A caterpillar of the commonwealth / Gotta go / I said no / You need to know your role / Gotta go / I said no / It's all under control

Imposters (Little By Little) — The Fratellis

You wear your mask, I'll wear mine / They don't come cheap, but they fit just fine / You can be her and I can be him / We can both sink when the rest all swim / ... / We can pretend that our fates were entwined / A beautiful lie is the beautiful kind / Everybody knows that the sun still sets / And everybody gives and everybody gets / ... / I could be the one that you just can't shake / Till you swear that your eyes go blind / We can disappear till the sun burns a hole / In the life that we left behind

Sweet Painted Lady — Elton John

I'm back on dry land once again / Opportunity awaits me like a rat in the drain / We're all hunting honey with money to burn / Just a short time to show you the tricks that we've learned / If the boys all behave themselves here / Well, there's pretty young ladies and beer in the rear / ... / Forget us we'll have gone very soon / Just forget we ever slept in your rooms / And we'll leave the smell of the sea in your beds / Where love's just a job and nothing is said

Super Trouper — ABBA

Super trouper beams are gonna blind me / But I won't feel blue / Like I always do / 'Cause somewhere in the crowd there's you / ... / So I'll be there when you arrive / The sight of you will prove to me I'm still alive / And when you take me in your arms / And hold me tight / I know it's gonna mean so much tonight

Babooshka — Kate Bush

She sent him scented letters / And he received them with a strange delight / Just like / His wife / But how she was before the tears / And how she was before the years flew by / And how she was when she was beautiful / She signed the letter / All yours...

Paris is Burning — St. Vincent

I write to give word the war is over / Send my cinders home to mother / They gave me a medal for my valor / Leaden trumpets spit the soot of power / They say, "I'm on your side / "When nobody is, 'cause nobody is / "Come sit right here and sleep / "While I slip poison in your ear" / We are waiting on a telegram / To give us news of the fall / I am sorry to report / Dear Paris is burning after all

Dream of Sheep — Kate Bush

Oh I'll wake up to any sound of engines / Every gull a seeking craft / I can't keep my eyes open / Wish I had my radio / I'd tune into some friendly voices / Talking 'bout stupid things / I can't be left to my imagination / Let me be weak, let me sleep and dream of sheep / Ooh, their breath is warm / And they smell like sleep / And they say they take me home / Like poppies, heavy with seed / They take me deeper and deeper

Hunger — Florence + The Machine

At seventeen, I started to starve myself / I thought that love was a kind of emptiness / And at least I understood then, the hunger I felt / And I didn't have to call it loneliness / ... / Tell me what you need, oh, you look so free / The way you use your body, baby, come on and work it for me / Don't let it get you down, you're the best thing I've seen / We never found the answer but we knew one thing / ... / And it's Friday night and it's kicking in / In that pink dress, they're gonna crucify me / Oh, and you in all your vibrant youth / How could anything bad ever happen to you? / You make a fool of death with your beauty, and for a moment / I forget to worry

[tarantula-teeth]

tagged by @angel-cowboy to put my music library on shuffle and list the first ten songs and tag ten people!

⭐️thanks c⭐️

1.) El Paso - Howdy

Sun's settin' over Mexico

And I can just see Juarez from El Paso

Can't wait to hear about LA

This weekend we're playin' hotel cafe

Well I wanted you to know if your evening's free

Hope you come to the show and the drinks are on me

2.) I am a poor pilgrim of sorrow - Old Regular Baptists

I am a poor pilgrim of sorrow

Cast out in this wide world to roam

Have no promise of tomorrow

I have no promise of tomorrow

I started out to make Heaven my home

I am striving to make it my home

I know I’m weak and unworthy

3.) Never-Ending Summer - Wes Reeve

We were racecar driving through the hills

When I heard the screaming of the wheels

Now were falling off into the fields

Everything was gone yeah, everything was still

And it’s different than I thought

Rewinding what we lost

It’s nothing like they say

When Sunday’s over we restart

We’ll never be apart

An endless holiday

4.) In His Arms - Jack Ingram, Miranda Lambert, Jon Randall

I've been a rolling stone, a tumbleweed

Waiting for the right one to come find me

But the wrong one always set me free

I wish I was in his arms tonight

Is he playing in some house band in Dallas?

Is he breaking horses in San Antone?

Is he all alone in the neon light?

I wish I was in his arms tonight

5.) Bus - Begonia

Grabbing a bus on the weekend

Digging for change but it's never enough

Out all night just to breathe in

Running away or just looking for love

All the space you try to fill in

It only leaves you in the dark

No more words left for speaking

Raising your hands to feel a spark

6.) Waste - David Vertesi

And there's a memory glistening in the wake

Where the ice gave way beneath me

A distant galaxy dangling in the dark

Hope it floats above the deep

And the only way out

Is where we fell in

But I can't swim

7.) Mothers and Fathers - Dom Fera

And I, oh I'm trusting in an ancient thing

And I, I gotta be fine holding on a single string

Tied to everything

Tied to everything

We'll mourn for everything we know

We'll wonder if the sky moves passionate and slow

We'll sing a song of leaving, laughing while we're grieving

Happy to be breathing

And certain that we'll grow

8.) Devils and Angels (Hatred) - Rufus Wainwright

Hatred on the horizon

Must be assumed

For the ascension

I hear galloping

Scent of blood

Under the fire

Behind the flooding

Devils, devils, and angels

I'm gonna give myself away

I'm gonna give myself away

9.) Fancy - Orville Peck

Mama washed and combed and curled my hair

And she painted my eyes and lips

Stepped into a satin dancin' dress

That had a slit in the side clean up to my hips

It was red velvet trim, and it fit me good

Starin' back from the lookin' glass

There stood a woman where a half-gown boy had stood

"Here's your one chance, Fancy, don't let me down

Here's your one chance, Fancy, don't let me down"

10.) As a Child - Madeline the Person

All that I wanted is to talk to someone who is dead

But unfortunately I can't call him so I sing instead

I'd never tell you to cover yourself in a lie

But I will still bite my lip harder so that I don't cry

And it burns for a while

And it hurts all the more when you carry the world as a child

And I burn for myself

'Cause I know that I should when it’s screaming at me to be felt

And we burn all the time

'Cause it hurts all the more when we carry the world as a child

And I’m going to tag @deaninahoodie @communistmishacollins @housenatural @hl5d @tenderdean @notcommittedtosparklemotion @gnc-spn @hotgirlgarak @samdyke @anyone who wants to

[tturing]

another orville peck post. dean listens to fancy and it definitely awakens something in him (especially the “it was reeeeeeeeeed velvet trim and it fit me good // starin back from the lookin glass // there stood a woman where a half-grown boy had stood”) but he tries not to think about it too much. unfortunately he refuses to listen to anything else for a solid week so he eventually has to face the fact that he does indeed want to wear a dress sometimes.

[lotstradamus]

top 5 songs you’ve been playing on repeat lately

Edge of Midnight (Midnight Sky Remix) - Miley Cyrus & Stevie Knicks -- everything Miley has been doing recently fucking SLAPS but especially this and the live cover of Zombie by The Cranberries 

Stranger (feat. Lavender Country) - Trixie Mattel -- this is a lovely song to singalong to, but I’m just hoping that if Trixie sees this song get 578475847 plays she’ll do more collabs. WITH HER GOOD PAL MISTER PECK MAYHAPS GUV’NOR???

Say So (live @ the MTV EMAs) - Doja Cat -- there just aren’t words! there simply are not words for this performance! crawling in like Samara! the ripped dress and stockings!! THE HEAVY ROCK GUITARS!!!! DOJA!!!

Sleep At Night - The [Dixie] Chicks -- I am OB. SESSED. with this whole album, but this is the uuuuultimate shower belter (closely followed by Tights on My Boat)

Drive Me, Crazy - Orville Peck -- I cannot believe that on an EP that includes Orville’s cover of Fancy, another song has come out on top as my solid favourite. the little monologue over the radio at the end... he’s my MAN

[auxiliarydetective]

Writer's Month - Day 21: pizza

“Wait, you and Gordon are actually dating now?”, Alara asked excitedly. “Congrats!” “Thank you”, Raevyn said nervously. She was talking to Alara over the viewer in her quarters as she was pinning her hair up. “To be honest”, Alara said with a smile, “I’ve been waiting for you to finally start dating for about a year now.” “Well, I wanted him to take the first step, so…” “Really? You probably knew what he thought of you, why didn’t you ask him out earlier?” “Because…” Raevyn sighed. “Because we were together in my original timeline and our relationship only lasted a month. We got together right when he returned to the Orville after the battle and broke up a month later because of a bad argument where my duties clashed with our relationship. It also badly damaged our friendship. He dated a different girl in April trying to work through it, but it only ended up hurting him. In May, I was transported back in time. We never really got back to being as close as we used to be.” Silence filled the quarters. “Is this too fancy?”, Raevyn suddenly asked to snap herself out of her sorrow. “Gordon said to dress casually, but I think there’s a bit of a difference between his casual and my casual.” “I think it looks great”, Alara said encouragingly. “But… Raven… I’m sure it won’t happen again.” “I know”, Raevyn said, mostly to convince herself. “I have a plan. I can shorten the whole experience. There’s really no way to make it easy, but… I’m pretty sure I can avoid him shooting at me this time.” “He shot you?” “Well, yeah, but I get shot all the time. It was the stun setting though.” “... You’re still not over it, are you?” “No. But now I have a chance to start anew! I get a second chance, isn’t that amazing?” Alara smiled. “Yes, it is. I’m happy for you. You get a second chance at life. Must be really great.” In cases like this? Yeah. It absolutely is. Makes me almost forget the responsibilities that come with it.” She put on her necklace and looked at Alara. “So… How do I look?” “Beautiful”, Alara said happily. “Casual, but still elegant.” Raevyn let out a sigh of relief. “Good. Listen, I gotta go. But thank you so much for your help.” “No problem. Keep me updated, will you?” “Oh, sure. - Best of wishes to your sister by the way.”

Raevyn’s heart was beating a thousand times a minute as she was standing in front of Gordon’s quarters, fidgeting with the hem of her dress. Finally, the door slid open. “Hey, come in”, Gordon said happily. Quickly, Raevyn stepped inside. “Did anyone see you?” “No, I used my Chief of Security superpowers to check if there was anyone in the hallway”, Raevyn said with a smile. Gordon chuckled. “Wow, you look beautiful”, he said, looking her up and down. “Is that really what you people on your planet call ‘casual’? You would put this on to drop onto your couch and get wasted?” “Well, you can’t tell me you didn’t dress up for the occasion”, Raevyn countered. “You’re not even wearing shorts, what is this? Getting to wear shorts to work is the one thing you always beg for. And a bridge cat.” “Okay, okay, I dressed up a little.” They both smiled quietly for a while. “So… What’s the plan? Do we have a plan?”, Raevyn asked hesitantly. Gordon immediately got a little insecure. “Well, uh… Not really. I thought we could just… watch a movie, have some pizza…” “Pizza? What’s that?” Gordon’s eyes widened. “You don’t know what pizza is?!” Raevyn shook her head nervously. “No?” “Oh, it’s great”, Gordon said excitedly. “It’s a really popular food on Earth. Everybody loves pizza. There are so many versions of it that everyone finds something they like. It’s dough with tomato sauce, toppings and cheese on it.” “So… It’s like naan bread with tomato sauce on it?” “You know what naan bread is but you don’t know pizza?” “Well, yeah, we have something very similar to naan bread on my home planet. I showed it to a human I met at Union Point and he was like ‘Oh, it’s like naan bread’ and that’s how I know.” “Well, I’ve got to show you what pizza is now. You don’t know what pizza is, that- that’s a crime. I’ve failed as a human friend.” “No, you didn’t fail.” Raevyn smiled and kissed him on the cheek. “You’re a great friend. And a great boyfriend.”

Right as she said that, her smile faded. But only for a second. Then she put it back on. “What movie are we watching?”, she asked. “No, no, I saw that”, Gordon said worriedly. “Raven, what’s wrong? Did… did I do something? Did I think something I didn’t know I was thinking that put you off? Did I-” “No, you did nothing”, Raevyn said quickly. “Not… not yet. And I’m sure you won’t do it this time.” “This time?” Carefully, Gordon took Raevyn’s hand and sat down on the couch with her. “Were we… together… in your original timeline?”, he asked hesitantly. Raevyn nodded slowly, looking at her feet. “Something happened between us, didn’t it? Please, tell me what I did.” “It was inevitable, really”, Raevyn said with a sigh. “Anybody would have done it. And because I’m Chief of Security and I was very jealous and suspicious, I had to stop you.” “Raven, I don’t like it when you’re all serious and talking down on yourself”, Gordon said sulkily. “Whatever it was, I don’t want to do it this time. I know you’re very anxious about talking about the future. But I want us to have a future. Don’t you want that too?” A tear built up in Raevyn’s eye. She nodded. “I do. Listen… A month from now, the Krill will meet up with the Orville to sign a pact. In my original timeline, negotiations were jeopardized because of a man you were very close to. A man you thought was dead. Don’t trust him. That’s all I’ll say.” Gordon furrowed his brows. He thought for a moment, then said: “Okay, I have no idea what you’re talking about and I don’t understand a thing. I might already be a bit drunk.”

This caused Raevyn to laugh. “Why did I expect that to be the case?” “I don’t know”, Gordon said with a smile. “Maybe because I’m drunk a lot and also a bit dumb.” “Maybe… But that’s what I love you for.” She gave him a quick kiss. Gordon laughed. “Finally, someone who loves me for being the drunk idiot that I am.” He cupped her face in his hands. “Listen, I may not have any idea what you mean right now, but whatever happened back then… or… in the future… - it won’t happen again. I’ll put the few brain cells I have to good use for once and make sure it doesn’t. In case I do start acting like an asshole again, make sure to tell me, okay? I won’t be mad.” Raevyn smiled. “Okay.” Gordon kissed her gently. “Now. Wanna get back to the present and have some pizza?” “Absolutely.”

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Manuscript Search Tag + Color Line Tag

thanks for those wonderful people who tagged me!! i compiled all the tag games i haven’t responded yet, these are the words assigned to me :)

warning: long post

@fayoftheforest​:  eyebrow, wince, affection, sick, hand

affection

I don't know why he starves for affection. My mother is giving him enough acknowledgment to pacify his ego while mine succumbs.

sick

This is what they meant. Like a sick prank where people get killed.

hand

“Children,” Baddock smiled ear to ear, hands clasped on her chest. “Remember the quality of education Verrington has to offer you. May the precept of Verrington remain in your minds.”

@google-plexed​: millions, frozen, palms, stand

palms

I press my palms on my eyes, vaguely hoping that I can push the tears inside. 

stand

When Mom, Oliver and I went to Park Palaver, I saw a tall middle-aged lady wearing a long black dress standing by the glistening cobbled pavement.

@euphoniouspandemonium​: blanket, yarn, sail, caress

blanket

What stood before them were five blanketed figures in shape of a human.

@euphoniouspandemonium: blanket, wallpaper, rose, mirror

blanket

"You're the most uplifting wet blanket I've ever met, Lysander,” Magnus said.

@mel-writes-with-her-dragons​: shadow, water, morning, running

water

Magnus doused him with ocean water until Lysander sat up angrily and sputtered, “What was that for!”

morning

It’s morning. Not good. I’m scribbling this on a toilet seat.

running

“Yes, Phyllis, look at them,” Magnus enthused, running a finger over his armor’s breastplate.

@crystallized-ink​: scream, mint, heart, laugh

scream

“You ruthless girl,” Candice screamed, stomping her fancy boots upon the ball of slime that came waddling towards her ankle. “Fern Barttle, you’re gonna pay for this!”

heart

His heart swelled with contentment and his paws were eager to journey back home to his family.

laugh

We shared the usual laugh the preceding events stripped us off.

@pluttskutt​: unable, survive, health, game

survive

I remembered that the moonlight wasn't my last hope to survive this darkness.

game

Well, when we were about six or seven, we invented our own game.

@google-plexed​: plan, wolf, mission, honestly

plan

Everyday by the lake. They devise plans. Recalled memories that should be buried in Pippa's grave.

wolf

“But the western wood is dangerous…” Avdiel conceded. “A bit thrilling but not cool for a pup to go wandering around and breaking rules. You could be eaten alive by a starving wolf.”

@google-plexed​: morning, stomach, black, heart, routine

morning

First thing in the morning: Wake up, don’t do something stupid, go to school, then to the therapist at 5. All right.

black

The pitch-black darkness from the line of trees formed a faint glow. Isaac yelped at two glowing yellow eyes materialized from the dark.

heart

You know what tales said about the heart of the woods.

@crystallized-ink​:  dream, accident, regret, and house/home

dream

Dear Diary, the dreams kept repeating.

home

Verrington High lies in the vicinity of Lake Orville, and across the Baskers which makes it a fifteen-minute walk from my home.

Color Line Tag

@the-writing-avocado​: violet, pink, green

green

“O by the depths of the green land.”

@google-plexed​:  navy, violet, yellow, lime

yellow

Verity’s have emerald gems in them. Debby’s have yellow diamonds, Magnus’s have bloodred rubies, Lysander’s have blue sapphires, and Phyllis’s have purple amethysts.

PS. i just found out i don’t use colors that much in my current wips and those excerpts from the color line tag are hella old. Anyway, thanks for the tag, i finally found the lost document of my unfinished wips (lol i abandoned those stories, they’re 14k words :P)

I’ll tag (no pressure ofc): @wannabeauthorzofija, @aligned-stars-writing, @euphoniouspandemonium, @avian-writes, @veiliza, @google-plexed​, @crystallized-ink​, @mel-writes-with-her-dragons​, and anyone interested :D

your words are: finger/s, nothing, you, ground

[flamejob]

50. 42. 41. for the music asks ^w^

50. any cover versions you think are better than the originals?

the sundays - wild horses

white zombie - children of the grave + i wanna be your boogeyman

deftones - drive

orville peck - fancy

korn - wicked

urge overkill - girl, you'll be a woman soon

42. name 5 songs you like that were released in the 90s?

human waste project - dog

the martinis - free

hole - best sunday dress

korn - clown

tool - eulogy

41. do you prefer songs with good lyrics or good melodies?

honestly it's always lyrics for me but i still love a lot of stuff with lyrics that i don't particularly understand like foreign metal bands or japanese city pop.

music asks