#realx music

[9823678]

Pokemon B2/W2- Aspertia City Lo-Fi Remix feat. SuperiorSnivys- iReadMusic

[manifestisnow]

RAIN SOUNDS AND TIBETAN SINGING BOWLS WITH BIRDS SONG | RELAXATION AND ...

Enjoy this gentle 10 hour video to help you sleep,relax or meditate.

Book mark it and share if you like it. Hope this helps a lot of people.

[liberlandtv]

🎙️Memories - #Liberland Floating Man Summer Festival 2024 🎶🎻🥁🎷

music #danube #serbia #apatin

[havethetouch]

"Lo-fi is so soothing, Lo-fi beats are so realxing - Lo-fi is perfect to study too, lo-fi helps you concentrate; oh lo-fi invokes nostalgia-" blablablarahhhh

Lo-fi is the lil devil in the corner is what it is. Idk why but Lo-fi is one of the very few types of music that invokes rage in me. That Lo-fi hiphop radio beats to study to thing on youtube? Landmine. For some reason those slow beats crawl around my ears and my heartbeat picks up and I get an irrational surge of anger when I hear it. I don't fucking know why that is tho, like I said. It is quite fascinating.

[peaceofheartpeacefulmusic]

Relaxing Music For Stress Relief, Anxiety and Depressive States • Heal M...

[nightcorenano]

Nightcore - Realize (Lyrics)

[george-dare]

nightshades

thinking at night

https://georgedare.bandcamp.com/track/nightshades

[fishyfishcakes]

Time for my head canons for Geto!! Abshdhfogofo anyway!! Uhm yea these are totally cannon btw guys I’m literally Gege!! >0<

He has scars from battles definitely has a lot of them on his lower abdomen and his back. Littered with em. They’re old so they don’t show much but def has a lot.

He totally has at least a couple tattoos one on his wrist and one on his hip.

Forcefully and totally believe his teeth are slightly rotted from swallowing those curses and how much it affects his body. Only back teeth barely visible! But mouth aches when chewing things.

Loves!! Baggy Clothes. He’s always wearing overly large sweat pants that barely hang onto his snatched waist!!

He definitely curls the ends of his hair sometimes and shakes it or blow drys it to make it look more shaggy.

Firmly believe this man has at least a hoop piercing.

Eyeliner. Eyeliner. nail polish this fool loves black.

Picks at his nails so they’re always short.

Wears bracelets like any kind doesn’t matter.

Music Taste!!

Exhibit A: Rob Zombie, Korn, System Of A Down, Acid Bath, Deftones,Gulu Gulu, She Wants Revenge

When he’s feeling moody or realxed..

Exhibit B: Hole,Fiona Apple, The Cure,Queen,Pierce the Veil

He’s definitely the type to go around the house dancing and shaking his hair. With a loud speaker blasting it.

Remember this is all my opinion and just head cannons you can feel completely different ones and open to any! Goodnight =-0

[pnutbutter-n-j-elyy]

Sunflower Summer| Pt2

Felix x Plus Size Fem! Reader

He's home for the summer; but what does three months together mean for you and your best friend?

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December

Christmas Day had always been your favorite holiday. As a kid it was due to the presents, but the more you grew the more you cherished the holiday for more than the superficial gifts recieved.

You enjoyed spending time with your family and friends.

You woke up rather early and headed to the kitchen to start making the Christmas breakfast you had been preparing since a young girl for your family. About 10 minutes into you gathering your supplies your phone buzzed in your pocket.

Before you could even look at the notification you heard the soft rapping of knuckles on your kitchen window. You looked up to see Felix haloed by the early morning light.

The pinks and golds made him look even more heavenly than ever before. And part of it pained you that this was only making you fall harder.

Without much thought you went to go open the door.

Felix stepped in with a smile on his face, sleep very much still set in the soft contours of his face.

"Good morning Y/N." He whispered as he stood in front of you, his breath minty and cool.

"Good morning, Lix." You replied, your eyes trailing down his figure clad in pajamas.

Pajamas.

You looked down at yourself rather quickly and realized you were also still clad in your pajamas. Ones that didn't cover as much as your normal clothes due to your parents' tendency of never running the AC when actually needed.

You had a dysmorphic way of looking at yourself, and instantly felt rather disgusted with yourself. A part of you wondered if Felix thought the same.

You looked up but he was dozing off while standing, his head bowing down slightly as he struggles to keep his eyes open.

You forgot about your state of dress for a moment and reached your hand out to lift Felix's head up.

He open his eyes a little and you could feel his cheek squish up as he smiled and leaned into your hand.

His brown eyes seemed to gaze at you softly, and you let your mind wander to the "what-ifs".

What if he looked at you like this all the time.

What if he saw you the way you saw him.

What if you could wake up to him every morning, after falling asleep to him every night.

It caused an ache in your chest. A want that you wanted to fill but knew you wouldn't be able to against all odds.

"Can I help you with breakfast?" He murmured, very much sleepy.

His morning voice did something in the pit of your stomach and all you could do was nod as he made his way to your kitchen sink, not even waiting for you to give a proper answer.

You guys washed your hands, with Felix flicking you with water causing a rather loud squeal to escape your lips.

Felix's eyes widened and as did his mouth as his smile broke out at the way your face scrunched up, little dimples and pits and the subtle rosiness in your cheeks.

She's pretty...

You pulled out your airpods and handed Felix one. Whenever you guys did anything in the kitchen together, you always blasted music, but due to it being early in the morning, you didn't want to bother anyone.

It was funny, because when you were kids, waking up your parents at the ass crack of dawn was tradition. Now they could finally realx.

You two fell into a rhythm, moving in a fluidity that rivaled that of Felix's sychronization with his members.

Somewhere deep in the back of his mind, he was aware of the movement, aware of the way you two fit. It just didn't come to the front of his mind in a way that could have him realize what his feelings were- and how they were more than that of the platonic nature.

The early morning light filtered through the kitchen windows, casting a warm glow over the room. The holiday decorations added a festive touch, making the house feel cozy and inviting. Or maybe it was just Felix.

As you stood at the counter, chopping vegetables for an omelet, Felix moved around the kitchen with a natural ease, preparing the rest of the ingredients. You glanced at your reflection in the window, your thoughts briefly drifting to the extra pounds you wished you could shed. The holiday season always made you more aware of your body, with its endless gatherings and opportunities for comparison.

“You know, you’re a surprisingly good cook,” you said, glancing at Felix with a smile, as he somewhat masterfully flipped a pancake, turning his attention to other prep items.

Felix laughed, cracking an egg into a bowl. “Surprisingly? I’ll take that as a compliment.”

You shook your head, amused. “It is a compliment. You’ve definitely improved since the last time we cooked together.”

“Hey, I was a kid back then. I’ve had a lot of practice since,” he replied with a grin.

You laughed. "Felix, I think you forget that there are a lot of videos of your cooking endeavors circulating the internet."

You watched as his face turned pink in embarrassment. You laughed as you went to go grab something from the fridge, but paused since you knew you couldn't fit your way through the space between the counter and Felix, silently cursing whoever built the extremely weird, shaped kitchen. And wishing that when your dad proposed remodeling the kitchen you and your mom had agreed.

"Hey, Lix could you grab the milk from the fridge please?"

Felix did so with a smile, and you nodded at him in thanks.

But after that you couldn’t help but feel self-conscious as you moved around the kitchen. Every time you reached for a utensil or leaned over to grab an ingredient; you were acutely aware of the space you took up. Felix, however, seemed completely unfazed, moving around you effortlessly, as if the proximity was the most natural thing in the world to him.

“Could you pass me the cheese?” you asked, trying to focus on the task at hand.

“Sure thing,” Felix said, handing it to you with a smile. “You know, you really shouldn’t worry so much. You’re doing great.” He said, mistaking the pucker between your eyebrows as anxiety pertaining to the perfection of the meal you were making.

You blinked, momentarily thrown off. “Worry about what?”

“Cooking,” he said. “You’re always so precise. It’s like you’re afraid to make a mistake." But you always do great."

You laughed nervously, playing along with his assumption. "I guess I just want everything to be perfect." You lied.

Felix’s eyes softened. “It already is.”

The simplicity of his words made your heart flutter. You tried to focus on the omelet, but your mind kept wandering to Felix’s easy acceptance of you, just as you were.

Even if you knew he mistook your anxiety for another reason, it still felt nice to know that Felix was wanting to ease your worries in any way that he could.

It made you wonder what his reaction would be if you were honest about your true feelings.

The smell of breakfast soon wafted through the house, drawing your family to the kitchen. Your mom walked in first, her face lighting up when she saw the spread.

“This looks amazing!” she exclaimed. “You two did all this?”

Felix beamed with pride. “We did. Hope you’re hungry.”

Your dad followed, giving Felix a hearty pat on the back. “Good to see you, Felix. You haven’t lost your touch.”

“Thanks, Mr. L/N. It’s good to be back,” Felix replied warmly.

Soon enough the rest of Felix's family made their way over to his your house and you all sat down to enjoy a Christmas breakfast together.

Your parents talked with each other and Felix's eldest sister. From what you gauged it was about the Christmas paegant that would be going on that night at the local church that Felix's family helped arrange every year.

Felix's younger sister was still half asleep.

As conversations continued to ebb and flow and change, you noticed Felix sneaking glances at you. Whenever you caught his eye, he’d flash you a quick, shy smile before focusing back on his plate. The familiarity and comfort between you both were palpable, yet there was an underlying tension that neither of you could fully acknowledge.

"Y/N, sweetie, could you pass me the veggies?" Your mom asked, wiggling her hands towards the plate in front of you. You handed them down the table to her.

"Barely any eaten so far!" Your mom said, "Would anyone else like some?" You watched as the plate was passed around and you felt an uneasiness plant itself in your stomach. You took a breath a placed your fork down, feeling some type of way about the comment your mom had made even though it wasn't at all directed towards you.

After breakfast, Felix offered to help with the dishes while the rest of your guys families sorted all the presents into different piles to be opened. You joined him at the sink, the two of you working in sync to clean up. At first you both were quiet, Felix noticing you had something on your mind.

“Remember the last time we did dishes together?” Felix asked, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

“Oh no, don’t remind me,” you groaned, but you couldn’t help but laugh. “We ended up soaking wet.”

Felix chuckled. “Yeah, your mom was so mad at us. But it was worth it.”

“Definitely worth it,” you agreed, smiling at the memory.

Then your eyes widening as you knew where Felix was going with this.

"Felix Yongbok Lee I swe-" You couldn't finish your sentence as Felix took the retractable sink head and sprayed you.

You laughed and then dipped an already dried bowl into the clean rinsing water, scooping it onto him, the water going into his mouth mid laugh.

He sprayed you again, so you retaliated with the dish soap.

He spit out some of it.

"Green apple soap is not tasty." He sputtered as you guys both laughed.

Your mom had come in to see what all the commotion was and saw both of you dripping wet.

"You guys are too grown for this." She said rolling her eyes. "Go change both of you." She said shooing you guys away. "Felix, I think Y/N's brother might still have some of his clothes here from last time he came home from being stationed. Go change into those. I doubt he fits into them anymore anyways."

As you guys made your way up the stairs chuckling you heard your mom's continued grumbling joined in by Felix's mom.

You made your way into your brothers room and threw Felix a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie.

"Here you go. Feel free to shower as well, you have dish soap in your hair..."

You made your way into your room to change, and shower as well.

As you dried off you looked for a change of clothes. You needed to do laundry, everything cute you owned was dirty.

You tsked as you threw on underwear and a bra, opting to put on black leggings, sifting through your closet for a shirt to wear when your door swung open. "Y/N-ie do you ha-"

You looked at Felix with wide eyes. His face wide with shock as well.

It felt like eons of him looking at you when it was in reality a few seconds before he turned around, the tips of his ears red.

"I'm so sorry." He mumbled bringing his hands up to cover his face. You quickly threw on the closest shirt to you.

You opened your mouth to respond but quickly lost your train of thought as you watched the way his back muscles flexed as you hadn't noticed before but he was also shirtless.

"It-It's fine. It was an accident." You mumbled, trying to erase the thought out of your head.

"Are you decent?" Felix asked and you gave a hum of acknowledgement and he turned around.

"I was asking if you had scissors. This tag is irritating me." He held out your older brother's hoodie, unable to look you in the eyes.

You felt a pang of something in your chest.

Am I that ugly? That gross?

"Yeah here." You said handing him the scissors. He quickly cut off the tag and pulled the article of clothing over himself.

"Sorry for barging in I feel horrible."

You shake your head. "It's fine I shouldn't have been walking around shirtless." You commented as you threw the scissors back in your art bin.

"It's your room though. Its a private space so shouldn't you be free to do whatever you want in here?"

"Yeah but even so. My room doesn't have a lock and I doubt anyone wants to see me walking around shirtless." You slipped on a pair of socks and gave Felix a tight lipped smile. "Should we head downsatairs? I'm sure everyone wants to go open up presents."

“Sure,” he responded quietly.

In the back of his mind your words were replaying in his head.

"I doubt anyone would want to see me walking around shirtless."

For some reason your words bothered him. But he couldn't pinpoint what about them made him so bothered.

The image of you standing there in you bra and leggings made his face warm up.

Throughout his childhood he had seen you in varying states of undress- not in any way shape or form weird it was just you had been children growing up together.

But seeing you now...

Something was different. It was like a primal instinct was awakened within him.

And he was ashamed to admit it to himself, but he had wanted to stare.

Felix...that's distasteful. You don't stare at females like that. Thats dehumanizing they're not objects. He chanted to himself.

But the reality was that he had already burned that image of you into his mind. And he felt guilty- not because he found you strikingly beautiful.

But because you were one of his best friends.

And best friends couldn't find each other beautiful in a "i-might-be-wrong-but-i-really-think-i-want-to-kiss-her sense"...

Could they?

The rest of Christmas Day was spent lazily enjoying each other’s company. After opening presents with your family, Felix suggested going through more old photos. You couldn’t resist the nostalgic pull and brought out another box of albums. Or resist the allure it brought when it took your mind off of what had happened earlier. The two of you settled on the living room floor, flipping through the pages while the rest of your families mingled.

“Look at this one,” Felix said, pointing to a picture of the two of you at a school dance, dressed in awkward formal wear.

“Oh my gosh, I remember that night,” you said, laughing. “We thought we were so cool.”

Felix grinned. “We were cool. Just… in our own way.”

You snorted. "Imagine if I leaked this to Dispatch? What would your precious stays think about their nerdy sunshine."

Felix pretended to be in thought for a moment. "I think they would want to be able to have even a fraction of the coolness that I have."

You shook your head, smiling. “Sure, let’s go with that.”

As you continued to flip through the photos, Felix’s arm brushed against yours, sending a shiver down your spine. He seemed completely at ease, oblivious to the effect he was having on you.

And you completely oblivious to the effect you were having on him.

He could still smell the traces of the shampoo you used. And could feel the softness of your body pressed against him, nearly branding him in every area that your bodies connected.

“Hey, look at this,” he said, holding up a photo of the two of you at a carnival, cotton candy in hand and huge smiles on your faces.

“That was such a fun day,” you said softly. “We should go back there sometime.”

“Definitely,” Felix agreed. “Maybe we can recreate this photo.”

You laughed, feeling a warmth spread through you. “I’d like that.”

Your families eventually moved to the couches to start a movie marathon. As the day came to a close, you couldn’t help but feel grateful for Felix's presence in your life.

Most everyone had fallen asleep at this point. The windows were open and the warm breeze was a soft lullaby to the full bellies and tired eyes.

“Merry Christmas, Y/N,” Felix said softly. You two were sitting up on the couch, still watching whatever movie was playing.

Your mind was foggy as you tried to escape sleep, but were succumbing to it by the second,

“Merry Christmas, Felix,” you replied, your heart full, as you laid your head on his shoulder.

You soon fell asleep, and Felix laid his head atop yours, drifting off as well.

And somewhere deep in the back of his mind, Felix was aware of the movement, aware of the way you two fit. Just like he had been in the morning. Only this time it came to the front of his mind in a way that made him realize what his feelings were—and how they were blaringly more than that of the platonic nature.

🌻☀️🌻☀️🌻☀️🌻☀️🌻☀️🌻☀️🌻☀️🌻☀️🌻☀️🌻☀️🌻☀️

Pt1

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[the---hermit]

11|08|2023

The past couple of days have been filled with lots of reading, good food, and increasingly better weather. The sound of cicades plays in the backgroud continuously and I can feel my body slowly realxing as it should. After finishing Nona The Ninth, I read and fell in love with A Psalm For The Wild-Built. That little book brought me so much joy and peace, and I think it will stay at the back of my mind for a good while. At last yesterday I decided to pick up The Poppy War, and today only I read 150 pages. For some reason I was expecting to find some difficulties getting into the story, but I am glued to the pages, and I don't even realize how fast I am reading it.

Chill hobbit summer things of the last few days:

Drinking tea and eating raspberry jam in the morning sun

Reading at the beach while blasing music in my earphones

Listening to podcast as I color mandalas (I am caught up with re:dracula, and ethics town, and I also started and got caught up with the antiquarium of sinister happenings)

Enjoing good food

Keeping up with my daily practice of Irish on duolingo

📖: The Poppy War by R.F. Kuang

[tiredsurvivoronmain]

Wondering why i don't read fics as much as I used to, then I remembered it's because the majority of them (multi chaptered) have me literally crying at 2am (in the good way ofc) by the time i've finished reading it, i get emotional because the writing is so good q-q

On the subject of fics does anybody listen to music to set the mood while reading?

I look at the tags and synopsis of the story and pick a single track (something realxing, instrumental/orchestral, that's at least 5 minutes long and easy on the ears) to match the vibe and have it on repeat until i've finished reading.

Sometimes i'll associate the selected music to that fic so whenever i hear that piece i'll think of the fic.

Am I weird for that or do other people do it? ;;

[manifestisnow]

Soothing Saxophone 10 hours on our YouTube channel. @Soothingsoundscapes...

This is another relaxing video sorry just Love them so much. Get the full length YouTube video on their channel. 

Hope you having an amzing day being alive on this beautiful planet.

[themusickiosk]

Album Found 023

London Grammar - The Greatest Love (2024)

As I am trying to come back to being prodactive and in my body listening to new music feels like a good step towords that. This album found me in a state of a need for self love ecen if isnt fully about it.

The vocals remind me of MARINA but if someone make her into Stngs Desert Rose. Something about this sound remindes me of early 2000s. Can really pin it down why but had a huge pleaser finding myslef in songs. Might more then just one listen to fully find what makes it unique.

The songs sometimes follow the same fromula too much for my need for change. I found myself lost if the track ended or not but still made the listen very pleasent. Smooth sounds and a pop-esk drums make it realxing and helps to calm down in a good mood.

The only thing that really botherd me were the lyrics, way to simple and literal for such a nice melodic background. As a album to just play while you do somethiing I do recomend it.

~Kiosk

[rebeltigera]

WHAT DO YOU LIKE TO DO WHILE REALXING?

I'll tell u

Do myself some good food, sit under a blanket and read books/ fanfiction

Or listen to music and work on original characters

Or just sleep

[pedropenguin28]

Summary frankie has a girlfriend know so does f reader

Warning WANRING fluffy

" I was laying in bed all morning, see frankie with Tina is not good to see but has long he is happy " I climbed out bed Because I have a date with Todd I know he not my normal type but it might be the way to get over frankie and my horrible mistake of him kissing me "tammy walks in Todd going to be here in a minute shit really .

" yeah so more you ass okay I grabbed my clothers what I was going to wear maybe a summer dress no pink no yellow no I don't know slamming my frist on the table .

Calm and breathing, I picked another dress up, okay, this will do getting changed in a green dress, leaving my hair as it down and having a quick check. " I walk down, and Lauren and Grace smiled todd a lucky guy, tammy, and James smiled he is " ready to go Todd walk in dressed in a blue shirt hair swoop back holding a rose yes

" Wow, you look wow he pressed a kiss on my cheek shell we go yeah okay lady's first okay we walked out of the villa down the Beach " so are you ready for are date yes "can i hold you hand sure we contained to walk I look and seen frankie outside the bar smoking his baby brown eyes looking at me until Tina grabbed his kiss face to kiss him. We carried on walking until we were at the local restaurant. Over looking the sea view, " Can I take the waiter walked over sure. "Could I have red wine and you Todd sat back beer please he contain holding my hand " this is nice just the of us yes

" So how your day been good just been realxing nice." Todd was nervous, you okay, yes finally are drinks arrived he took a long sip I like you yeah well be my girlfriend your being series yes " I love to be your girlfriend we finally order food 'the night was lovely once finishing are food we paid for the bill and walked a bit more " walking along the sea front the fun was going down and we sat on the sand bank sand inberween my toes I kissed Todd more his hands over my body we can go slow "

" Yeah, it ends up in a hot make-out session, the waves crashing,"Todd pulls back I am glad your my girlfriend let get a drink sure we ended up in frankies bar " walking in Lauren and Grace was dancing how was your date "good what I smiled "he ask me to be his girlfriend really hum he getting us drinks I am just going to the restroom

"Walking down the hallway to the restroom, I felt my wrist getting pulled. I looked it was frankie, let go please let me talk okay are you and Todd dating well yes okay " I am his girlfriend know the hurt in his eyes "okay he takes my hand what are you doing please shh "he lead us in the restroom cupping my face he kiss me " frankie I can't do this shh baby he kiss me I miss your lips he kiss me again i push him back we can't okay he fixed his hair I am sorry frankie if it was different maybe "I know

"He walked out shit I lead against the sink, Compose myself, walking out, you okay

Yeah, Todd kissed me. " Here a drink, thanks, frankie, I heard Tina annoying voice. Yes, he smirks, don't you think they make a lovely couple hum yeah frankie looked away the night was going good frankie was busy Todd at his arms wrapped around me was dancing to the Spanish music in the bar and kiss frankie was too busy getting drunk the right was coming to the end "James smiled can you do me a favour yes n/y frankie is really drunk can you help him get home sure "todd are you okay with that yeah I will meet you back at the villa okay kiss him "once everyone left

It was just me and frankie. He drank a whole bottle of whiskey on his own. Come on, frankie, let get you home he slurred na na, waving his arms I am okay he stood up and trembling. Yeah, you okay, . we walked back to frankies house you okay know yeah "well night I was going to walk away but I kissed him, I don't know why

"He looked and kissed him again do you want to come in no I better go okay

Walking back to villa Todd was asleep on the sofa