#song of blood & stone

[amaizified]

just recently got back on anxiety meds and needed a song for the alarm so now every morning kian stone screams at me to take me meds. it's quite beautiful actually

[cupids-beaux]

i miss u kian stone

[juice-ity]

This has been rattling around in my brain and i need to share it

Wonder If She’s High Yet by Ricky Jamaraz = Rolan and Kian when Kian first left Galloway

do you agree

[panic-flavored]

Idea: What if, along with the "siren song" merfolk use to put victims into a trance, they also have one other kind of call that they only use as an absolute last resort.

It's basically known by merfolk as the "Death call." It's a very specific frequency and volume of sound that, when used, can burst the eardrums and major arteries of anyone within the area. Even those farther away can experience temporary to permanent deafness, severe headaches, and nose bleeds.

The reason that merfolk try never to use this call, even in very deadly situations, is because the frequency and volume are so harsh that it causes harm to themselves. Those who do use it are lucky if they escape with minor effects, such as bleeding of the gills and eyes, temporary loss of proprioception, or permanently altered vocalization. But in extreme cases, the call can lead to collapsed lungs and internal bleeding, causing an agonizingly painful death to the merfolk making the call.

Most merfolk are fortunate enough to never be put in a situation where the death call is nessecary and can go their entire natural life without having to make it. But with modern humans becoming mcu more of a danger to them, that luck is quickly running out.

[aeolianblues]

🎵 SONG-TO-GO 🎵

Okay I'm doing it! :D Friday is here, so I've got another Song-To-Go poll fresh from the oven! (It smells like peppermint.)

If you're new, hello and welcome! Song-To-Go is a weekly song poll (well. 'Weekly'.) released every Friday where I present you with new, lesser-known songs to listen to while you scroll. I might try and make it Christmassy, idk.

As always, choose songs based on the 30-second Spotify snippets if you don’t know them (and I try to make sure there’s always something you won’t know). If you like what you hear, go listen to the full songs, they’re yours to carry along on your scroll!

[latest poll, and playlist of everything so far (in order) and other/future picks]

Have fun!

This week, a festive tune from instrumental surf rockers Los Bichos (produced by Alex Kapranos from Franz Ferdinand). Gotta say, their debut album Let The Festivities Begin! came out in February of 2022. They were born ready for the holidays! Alt rock for fans of Muse or Royal Blood, courtesy of Canadian duo The Blue Stones. American alt rock cult icons Wedneday, Irish jazz group moondiver with those chill frequencies, and London-based, Brazil-made artist Nonô with a dancefloor-ready Portuguese banger.

Let me know what you liked! Tell me all about it, maybe even tell your mates (I mean reblog!) I try and have a bit of something for everyone each week, but anything you'd like to hear more of? I'm all ears.

Back next Friday with a new Song-To-Go poll, in the meanwhile, happy listening and happy holidays!

[leng-m]

One of my new auto-buy authors this past few years is Makiia Lucier. Her pacific-islands-inspired YA Fantasies have a heartwarming focus on family and setting that many books in the genre don't normally highlight. Her stories have a cozy atmosphere despite the sometimes grim turns the plots take. I don't see many people talking about her books, so I figure I do a bit of the talking.

[dreaminginsteadofsleeping42]

@sophisticatedswifts's fears of cardigan not making it onto the setlist of future tours has inspired me: What songs from Taylor's first 11 albums do y'all think have guaranteed spots on any future tour setlist?

[hazy-moonchild]

MY GOD IS THE SUN

the character is from this picrew!

[m-a-d-e-l-e-i-n-e]

I'm a little late to this lol but here are a very musically challenged 19-year-old's favorite albums of 2023 (as of the beginning of 2024) 🥳

(also these are not really in order yet)

Desire, I Want to Turn Into You by Caroline Polachek

This is Why by Paramore

Cuts and Bruises by Inhaler

Javelin by Sufjan Stevens

In Times New Roman... by Queens of the Stone Age

Take Me Back to Eden by Sleep Token

Cracker Island by Gorillaz

Hotel Bleu by Broadside

VOID ETERNAL by nothing,nowhere.

Exotico by Temples

RUCKUS! by Movements

No Joy by Spanish Love Songs

Unreal Unearth by Hozier

Memento Mori by Depeche Mode

Back to the Water Below by Royal Blood

Everything is Alive by slowdive

Holy Waters by Puma Blue

Losing What We Love by Knuckle Puck

Suicide and Sunshine by Trophy Eyes

Bad Dream Jaguar by Sun June

Scaring the Hoes by JPEGMafia and Danny Brown

The Last Remaining Light by Far Caspian

Asking for a Ride by White Reaper

Still Love by Teenage Wrist

The Maine by The Maine

[louisxleprince]

since sunfyre is *allegedly* ded in HoD and they love changing everything for no reason, do we think aegon’s gonna make alicent kill rhaenyra to give her something to do that season??

[magpigment]

my top three blood in the bayou songs on my playlist:

twin size mattress by the front bottoms (literallt THE timothy rand song. to me. oh yeah and also rolan and kian too. this songs got it all)

how i survived bobby mackeys personal hell by lincoln (mostly rand n rolan imo)

wichitalk by pigeon pit (rand and rachel, rand and rolan, rand n rolan n kian)

[peppermintgrim]

*blows a kiss to my computer* this one's for you, Aldith Sereda Wilhelmine Aeducan, kinslayer & kingmaker

[lcfthaunted]

She doesn’t care why the townspeople step out of her way immediately. She is still too prone to tears to risk going out without her veil in place, though considerably shorter than full-length for ease of travel. It was no small feat, after all, to travel from Glenwood Springs to Purgatory as an unaccompanied woman. Safely arrived at the small town, though, she had a mission to complete. A devil to find.

“Mrs. Clootie,” she calls when she finds the sheriff’s wife.

The woman turns, almost starts when she sees Mazie. “For a moment, I thought you were one of my sister wives,” she says dryly. “What do you need?”

Mazie struggles to find her voice again, already on the brink of tears. “—Kate told me,” she manages finally. “About John Henry. Please.” Her voice cracks. “Where is my husband?”

“Oh,” Constance croons. “You’re the lady wife. Rather brave, coming here alone.” She leisurely closes the distance, close enough to see Mazie’s face through her veil. “Your pain is a balm to my own wounds. I am a mother- a mother whose children were slain for no reason. That is pain.”

“John Henry was too ill to do anything,” Maisy begs. “Why have you taken him from me?”

“I took him from Wyatt Earp, in exchange for my boys.”

Mazie lets out a harsh, angry laugh. “Wyatt never paid much mind to his collateral damage.” Her expression fractures again, and she can’t hold her tears back any longer. “Why be like him? Reunite me with my husband. Please.” She pulls her handkerchief from her sleeve, presses it to her mouth.

“He’s safe, alive and well. And will be always, as per our deal. But no matter how you beg, he will never be reunited with Wyatt Earp. He could search for centuries and never come close to finding him.” Constance steps around Mazie.

Constance is only a few steps away when Mazie says, “Wyatt can forget.”

Constance stops, turns back to Mazie.

Mazie’s only half turned toward her in return, wringing her handkerchief. “You know how men like to delude themselves. John Henry was ill. They said their goodbyes. Wyatt can just convince himself John Henry had died, and forget.”

"And what do you suggest," Constance says icily, not quite a question.

Mazie turns her head to look at Constance. “Wyatt feels responsible for me as his best friend’s widow. Extend to me the same deal you gave to my husband. I will search for him for centuries. Let me be a constant reminder to Wyatt of what he did. Of what he’s lost.”

“Or,” Constance offers, “you could leave him behind, like he left you. Consider it my consolation gift: your independence.”

Mazie shakes her head. “I can’t. I love him.” She lifts her handkerchief to wipe her eyes. “And I will never forgive Wyatt for what he took from me. For how much of him he took.”

Constance considers her for a moment, then holds out her hand. “Give me your wedding ring.”

Mazie clutches her left hand to her chest.

“I will give it right back. The spell needs metal and stone. And a drop of your blood.”

Mazie hesitantly pulls her glove off her left hand, eases the ring from her finger, and reluctantly sets it in Constance’s waiting palm. She has no intention of replacing her glove until her ring is safely back on her finger.

Constance reaches into her pocket, draws out a small penknife, and offers it to Mazie. “The tip of a finger should do.”

Mazie takes the blade, and after the briefest hesitation, slices open the tip of her index finger. Blood wells in the small wound, and she touches her finger to the ring when Constance instructs. As Constance intones quietly over the ring, Mazie puts her finger in her mouth to soothe it, then presses hard against the wound to stop the bleeding. By the time Constance offers her ring back, Mazie’s finger no longer hurts.

“As long as you wear that ring, you will be as immortal as your husband,” Constance says as Mazie takes her ring, sliding it back into place with a sigh.

She nods as she pulls her glove back into place, and with a murmured, “thank you,” she starts toward the hotel she chose for the night.

“Don’t you want to know about the curse my husband placed on the Earps?” Constance calls after her.

“What do I care what happens to the Earps?” Mazie says in response, steps never faltering.

[neverendingford]

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[articskele]

If I had a nickel for everytime I had a song about cannibalism stuck in my head for literal days on end I would have two nickels. Which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice