#song: darling by halsey

[mothmanavenue]

couldnt really tell you where they’d leave a stone to bury me when i am dead and gone

[wordswhistlingwhispers]

Never knew the feeling of a stable home,

Been a couple years of living on the road.

Couldn't really tell you where they'd leave a stone,

To visit me when I am dead and gone.

[kyrylo-kot]

me & @sxnfyre┊ 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 & 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐧 ​┊𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧               ↳✧･ 𝕒𝕤𝕜 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕘𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤, 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟. ᵕ̈೫˚∗

[bisexualnamjoonie]

the only thing i will say about that jk/jack harlow thing is that it will be a gateway for an og collab between rm and lil nas x cuz im🕯️MANIFESTING IT🕯️

[sofullofloveicould]

march writing challenge 29 - 2023

a song you'd play at a wedding

I left my spine at home tonight, and you might have to carry me down the aisle. My father would never show up, and his medication ran out two nights ago.

My feet feel as light as a hummingbird's wings, the ones dappling the shade of the flower bushes marching in lines down the white tarpaulin that we set down last night. I used to love those flowers as a little girl. My hem drags in the dew-wet dirt. I'm glad we didn't bother with lace.

We're so close I can smell the sea. I feel so far entrenched in my body, all my nerve endings active. I can see your eyes and, fluffy, mussed hair. Maybe we could skip this whole ordeal, run to the sea and let the riptide suck us away.

When you found me, I was hauling the bodies that hide behind the New York Times. I knew I had buried so much of myself, but you'd dig me six feet into the ground, and steal my final breath between your teeth.

You pulled me down from my manic adrenaline high. I started taking my pills again and started enjoying the feeling of your hands in my hair.

Our home would be together. I wouldn't care where I am, dead and buried, because I know I'd be with you. You who hums in your sleep, rhythm and blues.

If we could have kids, we'd name them Jackie and Wilson, and raise them rather raised you, on good music and loud people, early mornings and late nights.

My shoes are ratty under my dress. Your smile is so big it cuts across your face like a wound.

I would scoop you, up, tuck the universe inside your eyes, then sit back and watch the world go by. I've never before, but I love being alive with you.

[yourfatherlucifer]

Young God (PSH)

Angel!Seonghwa x afab!reader

Summary: "Y'know my tongue is a weapon. There's a light in the crack that's separating your thighs and if you wanna go to heaven, you should fuck me tonight."

Warnings: MDNI, oral (fem rec.), innocence corruption, overstim, crying, rough sex, dom!seonghwa, becoming a fallen angel, cursing, mentions of going to hell, biblical mentions.

AU: Angel

Genre: Smut

WC: 778

Rating; R

Nets: @wonderlandnet @kflixnet @cultofdionysusnet @k-labels @pirateeznet

Taglist: @k-hotchoisan @wooyoungqueen @stardragongalaxy

Song: Young God by Halsey

(this is the filthiest thing ive ever written omg)

PART TWO PART THREE PART FOUR

"Oh, my pretty thing. My God created you perfectly, so perfect." His hand trailed down your face as you trembled beneath him, becoming to hot in your own clothes.

"Too bad I must corrupt you, for I have fallen for you." Seonghwa smirked, sitting up, removing himself from straddling your thighs.

"Seonghwa..what are you gonna do?" your own voice betrayed you as it cracked.

He smiled, "Well, if you wanna go to heaven, my pretty, you should fuck me tonight." His wings fluttered behind him, "though, I have a feeling, after I'm done with you, I'm sure neither of us will return to heaven. I am going to corrupt your pure soul."

Seonghwa leaned forward and ripped your shirt in half, staring at your still covered breasts, "tsk. such an annoying thing."

You gasped as he ripping your bra off as well, he wore a smirk the whole time.

How did you not see something as beautiful as Seonghwa, an angel, be so filthy, so corrupting? Something sculpted by God himself, but with the personality of a sex devil. Something whose white wings were huge and blinding.

Seonghwa could see the tears in your eyes building up, "My dear, do you not want this?" He leaned forward to wipe away your tears.

"I do, Seonghwa, I just - I've never done anything like this."

Seonghwa sighed, "I figured as much, darling, that is why I want it to be me who corrupts you. Not a human, not anyone or anything else. Me." His voice became authoritative, it was frightening but oh-so-hot.

He stopped caressing your face and moved down to your waist, pulling down your bottoms with the underwear.

You became nervous, what was was he going to do?

You could feel his hot breath hovering over your wet cunt, 'Y'know, Y/N, my tongue is my weapon after all. I'd say its like the serpent who corrupted Eve."

His two hands placed a strong grip on your thighs to keep them from moving, he was about to feast and didn't want you stopping him with them.

Seonghwa's nose brushed along your clit as his tongue tested the waters of your weeping hole.

You couldn't help but moan and arch your back at this feeling that is foreign, something you've never felt. Pleasure they called it. A new experience for you.

His tongue darted in and out of your hole, dragging itself along the rubbery walls, tears were pouring down your face, "Seonghwa!" You cried out.

He simply ignored you, wanting to stay with his meal. He let your hand fly to his hair, his wings flapping in response.

Seonghwa removed himself before you could ever cum, he wants to feel it around him.

You had whined in response when he moved away, "Why?"

"Patience."

He removed his white robe, letting it fall to ground below your bed.

His hard cock stood proudly, its tip already leaking in excitement, he was definitely well endowed.

Your eyes widened as you sat up, "Seonghwa, I- is that even gonna fit?"

He cackled, "Of course it will."

Seonghwa climbed back onto the bed, a smirk on his face, his black hair dangling in front of his eyes, which were now hooded and filled with pure lust. Something you should never see on a regular angel.

He stroked his cock in front of you, letting low moans fall from his mouth, "Fuck, I cannot wait to be inside of you, my pretty thing."

You waiting eagerly as he poked the tip to your entrance, pain began to spread throughout as his pushed his way in slowly.

The tears became a waterfall, "Seonghwa!"

"It's alright, I promise it'll be okay."

He waited until he could hear moans from you before he began to thrust into you, "Ah fuck!" Seonghwa pushed your legs to your chest as he arched his back to watch his fat cock disappear in and out of your hole.

His pace became faster, his rhythm much harder.

Your moans only encouraged him as he snapped his hips against the back of your thighs, "Fuck, you're squeezing me." He hissed.

"Seonghwa, something weird is happening!"

"That's it, baby, you're cumming, just for me. Cum around my angelic fat cock." He laughed, sticking his tongue out as his concentrated on his rhythm.

"And this, this is where you corrupt me, my dear." Seonghwa felt himself cumming, so he sped up, his cum splashing your walls.

He fell on top of you, but you noticed his once white wings were slowly turning black and disheveled, "Seonghwa, your wings.."

He chuckled in your ears, "You made me fall, looks like we're both going to hell."

[gaysindistress]

hey, i just saw your wolverine thought and im literally BEGGING for sub!logan... like maybe he's not that into the idea at first and then he really enjoys it?? pls im starving

I assume you mean this one my darling?

I’ve had like zero motivation to write but can I offer you a nice playlist as well as a visual that describes Logan’s sub journey?

(Hopefully the spark will return and I can write this for you 🥹🥲)

I hate you - Frank Carter and the rattlesnakes

We start with a classic “hate your fucking guts and can’t stand the sight of you” song. This would definitely start as a hatefuck that turns into something more meanful.

Desire - Meg meyers

As the night progresses, things are rough but now it’s about devouring each other.

Temptation - Ashley sienna

Soooooooo in the search of ‘accessories’, Logan finds a rather interesting looking….. we’ll call it a harness and a conversation ensues.

Figure you out - voilà

The title says enough; you figured him out within moments and know exactly what he wants even if he denies it at first.

Fetish - Selena Gomez

He’s going to think about it so much. It’ll become an all consuming hunger that nothing can sate until he gives into it.

Nasty - Russ

Role reversal time!

Heaven in hiding - Halsey

When he finally accepts that he is welcome in big bottom country, it really is heaven in hiding for sweet subby boi Logan.

All I can offer in terms of ✨visuals✨ is this lovely piece of fan art of astarion and the artist’s oc/Tav. Please look at all of his fanart because they’re all masterpieces and hugely inspired my sub Logan thoughts. (Credits to @meanbossart)

As for strap inspiration I present to you this fanart of Karlach that provided me the opportunity to create this post.

[mercymaker]

i think we could live forever / in each other's faces 'cause i'll / always see my youth in you / and if we don't live forever / maybe one day, we'll trade places / darling, you will bury me / before i bury you...

i am so so so happy to show everyone this beautiful gift i've got from my amazing friend @euryalex 💖 i cannot even count the hours we spent talking about our baldur's gate 3 characters and how many songs we found relatable in halsey's 'if i can't have love, i want power' album (which was the inspiration for the drawing)! this beautiful piece of art was done by the incredibly talented @felrija (please, check out her art and commissions page!)

[fireintheimpala]

I see you McCartney

with your early 70s singles b-sides

Another Day - yeahh, schmaltzy love song about luvin' my wife

Oh Woman, Oh Why - WHAT HAVE I DONE WHAT HAVE YOU DONE I CAN'T GET BY

Uncle Albert/Admiral Halsey - so sorry, Uncle, we slept in but we'll be right over after tea

Too Many People - GET OFF YOUR FUCKING HIGH HORSES JOHN AND YOKO

My Love - yeahh, schmaltzy love song about luvin' my wife

The Mess - SWEET DARLING WHAT A MESS I'M IN SINCE YOU LEFT ME CAN YOU HEAR ME

[ghostlywhiskey]

Simon "Ghost" Riley - My Ghost

Pairing: Simon “Ghost” Riley x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1,981

Warnings: MDNI 18+ ☆ to put it simply, smut.

Summary: You and Ghost are basically friends with benefits.

Notes: Let the record show, I did ZERO proofreading, so cheers if you catch any errors. I forgot Ghost by Halsey existed until it came on my shuffle and...if that song isn't Ghost coded, I don't know what is. But, enjoy!

find my masterlist here

kiss me in the corridor // but quick to tell me goodbye

“Ghost!” The name hisses out of you as your back comes in contact with the wall. The empty corridor amplifying the sound of the muffled thud of your back hitting the wall. 

Any ounce of confusion or anger towards his action is seemingly turned off like the flick of a light switch the second your eyes lock contact with him. It was the way his hand cupped the right side of your face, demanding the focus onto him. 

“I don’t appreciate being shoved against the wall.” 

“Darling, you’ve let me do far more questionable things.” He teased back. If that balaclava was off, his grin would put the Cheshire Cat to shame.

An argument couldn’t even be made against the statement he just made. You knew it, and he definitely did as well.

Rolling your eyes, you glance at either side of the hallway. The anxiety rises at the thought of someone seeing the two of you this close. “Fine. I don’t appreciate being shoved against the wall when there’s a chance someone spots on.” The corrected statement is your comeback. 

Ghost lowers his head down to your level, his left hand tugging the bottom of his balaclava just enough for his lips to be exposed. “Had to get your attention.” The sensation of his breath against you sent shivers down your spine. And before you have a chance to respond, lips graze over yours for a brief moment before you're connected. 

Your hands move to his chest to shove him back, but your effort is half-assed and weak as you cave in. The forceful movement of his tongue into your mouth is welcomed by your lips, as if he’s seeking to fulfill a primal craving brewing in his system. Then, he pulls back.

“See you tonight.” And with that, he walks off and turns the corner at the end. 

‘cause i’m always tugging at your sleeve // and i swear i hate you when you leave // but i like it anyway

Ghosts hands were on your waist as the two of you stood in your room. The kiss you two were locked in starting slow and steady, but quickly becoming more intense. As you felt his hands gently squeeze your sides twice, indicating he was going to pick you up, you pulled back from the kiss.

There was no need for him to speak, this routine…this dance between the two of you was simply motor memory at this point. The little indicators here and there, any stranger the either of you were to intertwine bodies with wouldn’t know what to do. Words would have to be spoken. But, when it’s you and Ghost? It was a movie watched one too many times, a song on repeat that has played so many times you don’t even realize it’s still playing. You knew what would happen next or what needed to be done.

Once he lifted you up, your arms and legs finding their way to securely wrap around his neck and waist. Ghosts own hands moving under your thighs to have a secure hold of you.

His boots thud on the floor as he walks your bodies over to the bed, placing you down on it. Articles of clothing are removed until you lay there completely exposed to him in just your panties. He grabbed the hem of his black compression shirt, his muscles flexing as he pulled it off. The shirt joined your clothes on the floor.

As his hands go to unfasten his belt, you quickly sit up on the bed. Your hands moving his hand away as you unfasten the belt, followed by the zipper of his pants. With a gentle tug down at the waistband, they fall and he steps out to kick them away.

Pushing you back down, he hovers over you. His left hand on the mattress to hold himself up, his right hand grabbing yours one at a time to move and then hold them above your head. At the same time you meet for another kiss, his lower half grinds against you, the feeling of his hard on brushing against your covered core. In response, your hands turned into fists and your hips grinding back.

The feeling of your body rubbing against his is what drove him crazy everytime. You were always so responsive to his actions, there was never a question of whether you were enjoying it or not. Needless to say, you fed into this man's ego. 

He growled. It was the quietest, most guttural growl you’ve ever heard as he separated from the kiss. “You’re always so needy, aren’t you?” He said. 

“Stop toying with me.” You said, the words having two meanings. One of the meanings directed towards his actions now. The other meaning directed towards your feelings that grew for him. But, he couldn’t be to blame. You never told him you started having feelings.

“But it’s so fun watching you beg.” His tone was a teasing one. “I beg you to stop toying with me.” You responded. “No, baby. You know the begging I want.” And with that, he pushed his body against yours again, this time keeping a steady and continuous movement. 

You could feel yourself getting wetter by the second, your panties having a mark to prove it. He pulled back, examining it as he took his hand that held yours above your head and brushed his thumb across the wet spot. “Ghost, please.” His thumb pressed down, causing you to move your hips up once again. “Please.” You begged once more.

A small nod came from him. Then, his hands on either side of your hips as he pulled the panties down and moved to remove his boxers shortly after. Standing at the end of the bed, he moved back on and his one hand spread your legs apart before it rested on the side of you to hold himself up.  His other hand grabbing his cock, aligning himself at your entrance as he teased it slightly by moving his tip up and down between your folds.

“I- Ghost. Please.” These were the only words to come out of your mouth, the only words you could seem to formulate. There was no snarky remark. You just begged, like you always did. 

Once the please left your lips, he thrusted into you with ease. A soft grunt left him as he adjusted and then started to move at a slow pace. The hand that held his cock now moved to bend one of your legs and hooked his arm around it. Your hands found themselves on either of his biceps, holding onto him as he thrusted.

“So fuckin’ tight.” He muttered, gripping your leg tightly as he pressed himself harder into you. A soft moan was given in response to his movements. A smirk formed on his lips, he thrusted again a little more rough this time. “You like when I’m rough with you, huh? Such a needy fuckin’ girl.” The words from his mouth are like fuel to your brain. 

“Only for you.” You cooed, the contrast of your soft voice to his gruff one was like day and night. “Don’t flatter me. As if I’d let anyone else touch you.” He grunted and thrusted into you, the smacking of skin echoing in the room. 

You cried out as he thrusted into you with stronger force and speed. His hand that wasn’t holding your leg moved to your mouth, putting two fingers into your mouth to quiet you down. “Quiet. Don’t go waking up the entire base.” He hissed, leaning down closer to you. “Understood?” He asked. The only response you were able to give him was a small nod, your mouth closing around his fingers and the soft moans coming from you vibrating against them. 

“Good girl.” Ghost said, watching you as you sucked his fingers. His eyes glossed over with desire, igniting more feelings in him in combination with the sensation of you around his cock

Good girl. The validation. It got you every time. Sometimes you wondered if the praise is what kept you compliant with the situation between the two of you. You never argued or fussed. Never asked for more than what was. Part of you was scared that if you did, it would all go away.

Your walls clenched around him, the feeling of needing to release was building. Like a million knots were being tied in your stomach. Lips around his fingers still, you continued to suck on them. Your tongue swirls around them as if it was your favorite flavor of lollipop. The hands on his biceps tighten their grip, nails digging into his skin. He knows you're close now. Another indicator that allowed you two to communicate without words. 

Ghost felt his own climax building. In a quick motion, he removed his fingers in your mouth and his hand moved to bend your other leg the same as the other. Both arms hooked around your legs, he pulled you as close as possible. 

“You’re gonna keep those eyes on me. I want to see your face when you cum around my cock.” He leaned down close to you, your foreheads almost touching as his thrusts became rough, but more dragged out. “God, I feel you clenched around me. I’d stay buried in you all the time if I could.” He grunted, eyes locked onto yours.

“Ghost, I’m not gonna last much longer.” You whimper, your nails leaving marks in his biceps. 

“Who said anything about lasting longer? I’m so bloody close.” He said. 

Your hands moved to the nape of his neck, keeping his head close to yours. Using any ounce of concentration you could, you focused on clenching and releasing around him a few times. 

“Fuckin’ hell.” He groaned, his forehead resting against yours now. “I’m gonna fill you up.” His lips connected with yours for a brief moment, the kiss quick but sending shock waves down your spine.

Eyes locked onto his, your climax hit you. “Ghost!” Your moan bounced off the walls of the room. He thrusted quickly a few more times before pressing into you, holding himself steady as he came into you.

Both of you stayed still, steadying your breaths as you looked at each other. Not long after, he pulled out of you. 

Once you both had time to clean off, he stood at the side of the bed and started to dress himself. You stayed in the bed but were now under the covers, sitting up as you held the blanket to your chest.  

He never stayed. And you never stayed. Both of you reasoned there was no point if your rooms were so close. You also reasoned this before feelings started building inside of you.  

You watched as he finished getting dressed, reaching for his wrist. “Just stay for the night.” You suggested, looking up at him. He smirked, leaning down. “Another night. Not tonight, I still have some paperwork I need to finish up.” He moved his hand to hold your chin, kissing you softly.

Just stay. And don’t leave. And if you are leaving, why give a soft kiss that made it feel like this was more than just some arrangement between the two of you? A kiss that felt like it belonged to two lovers. 

Both of you pulled back at the same time, your eyes both looking into each other as if there was something you both wanted to say.

“Night, darling.” Ghost said before he pulled on his balaclava and headed out the room, the door closing behind him.

You stayed sitting up, eyes on the door as it closed. “Night, Ghost.” The words leave your lips as you speak to the dark and empty room.

my ghost // where'd you go?

[alexhatessupermarketcola]

My Alex Rider related playlists

ft. some highlight songs from each to somewhat demonstrate the vibe that totally weren't very hard to pick lol

Alex Rider | Scorpia

My only one carefully curated in order - follows the plot of Scorpia loosely from the perspective of Alex - book and show inspired. Angsty and melodramatic

Ft. Death of an Optimist by grandson, Nothing and Everything by Red, The Kill by Thirty Seconds To Mars

Devil: Yassen and Alex

Inspired by The Devil and The Deep Blue Sea by pongnosis. Alex and Yassen centric. Pretty angsty too ft. some badassery

Ft. Exit Music (For A Film) by Radiohead, Dance With The Devil by Breaking Benjamin, Kill or Be Killed by Muse

never too young to die | Alex Rider

My general Alex Rider playlist based around Alex - ft. badass, angst, fun, some show songs and just anything that I think fits tbh

Ft. All These Things I've Done by The Killers, Alive or Only Burning by Blind Channel, Young And Menace by Fall Out Boy

Yasha

My Yassen playlist - focused a lot on his past and arc. Angst and such things with a bit of badassery

Ft. What Happened To You by Black Honey, And The World Was Gone by Snow Ghosts, Love and a Smoking Gun by Des Rocs

Yassen | Two Sides of the Same Coin | Alex

Brand new, as in picking highlight songs for this made me cave 😆 Songs that fit both Yassen and Alex and their canon arcs. There's angst, of course.

Ft. Used To The Darkness by Des Rocs, Beautiful Crime by Tamer

Y+J

My Yassen and John playlist. Anything that I feel fits their unusual dynamic. From Yassen's perspective generally. Yay more angst 😆

Ft. Skeleton Key by Flower Face, Affection by Amber Run, Panic Attack by Halsey (show special for baby!Yassen lol)

Tom and Alex

My tomlex playlist. Equal parts fluff and angst. The playlists are getting shorter now.

Ft. OK by Black Honey, If You Wanna by The Vaccines, Cut the Cord by Black Honey

John Rider, Hunter

Possibly joint shortest. I started this because of two songs I heard. May grow one day.

Ft. Bambi by Tokyo Police Club, Portrait I by The Howl & The Hum

Kyralex

Fluff and angst. Songs that fit them. I never used to ship but after s3 they grew on me, evidenced by this playlist 🥺

Ft. Red Brake Lights by SAINT PHNX, Ride by Amber Run

Kyra Vaschenko-Chao

Possibly the shortest. Need to spend some time on this one because there's a lot I could probably add. Started with two Marina songs that were contenders for a Kyra fanvid I did back in 2020. It's pretty s1 rn.

Ft. Rootless by MARINA, What You Want by Evanescence

laukyra

A relic from 2020 - a Kyra and Laura ship playlist. I wrote a oneshot about them too. This one's actually long but niche so it got demoted down here. Probably best summarised as gay songs and Kyra angst - note to self: add Good Luck Babe 😆

Ft. Darling by Skott, Angela by Flower Face

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0VYfa4E2DF35MRCfsSGshJ?si=BXrsX7F6QzKFtoKgFQjLQQ&pi=3xbJChkiSh-wE

(ran out of proper links because I accidentally made an 11th playlist whilst making this list oops) (so hopefully that laukyra one can be copy pasted lol)

Okay, phew, the end. Please rec any good AR playlists you know/made!!

[jamesjexxisdeadlmao]

yay finish

honestly i have so much fun making them and ALSO

learn new song and Hole in the bottom of my brain

is in my head rn and i love it and hate it because it repeting in my head like a mad man (probally i keep repeting the song cause is my fav now like the other)

anyway

credit

Hole in the bottom of my brain by AJR @pastelpixel1987

My Darling dopamine by Days N' Daze @cordyline-uki

Gossip by Maneskin and Colors by Halsey @gachaclubideas

B positive by Jules Gaia @thevoidisback

and the full and unedit ver of the oc:

[unboundprompts]

Halsey Prompts

-> writing prompts from Halsey songs. feel free to edit as you see fit.

"We're not lovers, we're just strangers with the same damn hunger to be touched, to be loved, to feel anything at all." - Strangers

"If I can make you love me, maybe you can make me love me." - I Hate Everybody

"I don't need anyone. I don't need anyone. I just need everyone and then some." - Clementine

"And I promised myself I wouldn't let you complete me." - Is There Somewhere

"All I can taste is the blood in my mouth and the bitterness in goodbye dripping like honey down the back of my throat." - honey

"Art is not what I create. What I create is chaos." - Colors, stripped version

"Apart from my beating heart, it's a muscle but it's still not strong enough to carry the weight of all the choices I've made." - Ashley

"Used to think that loving meant a painful chase but you're right here now and I think you'll stay." - Finally // beautiful stranger

"He could never love somebody's daughter." - New Americana

"All we do is think about the feelings that we hide." - Drive

"I'm the violence in the pouring rain." - Hurricane

"I remember the fear in your eyes the very first time we snuck into the city pool." - Roman Holiday

"I'm not your daydream." - Girl is a Gun

"I'll kidnap all the stars and I will keep them in your eyes." - Darling

"I know the parts of myself that I hated, and I can't tell which ones are mine and which I created." - 1121

"If she's gonna go, well, then I'm going with her." - honey

"You sabotage the things you love the most." - Whispers

"It really does hurt when you love someone." - I am not a woman, I'm a god

[kourt-wants-a-pager]

As a somewhat well known halsey stan, i knew that this project would be very meaningful to me. So hearing the album wad extremely ethereal and surreal. I actually started crying during the opener 'Only Living Girl In LA' so this project was just a crying marathon.

I actually love every single song on this project, which isn't that unusual to me as music kinda always clings to me in some way, but some songs absolutely crushed me.

'Letter To God (1974)' has some of the most depressing lyrical content I've ever listened to and even now i struggle to not cry while thinking of this interlude. This track did not have to be so poignant, Ashley.

'Panic Attack' and 'Hometown' betrayed me, when I've heard their snippets in the trailer, I thought those would be somewhat happy songs, but nope. Both are extremely tragic.

'I Believe In Magic' is probably the equivalent of the most perfect bittersweet depressing sad song. Halsey literally decided to completely destroy my nerve system with the topics in the song. 'Darling' and 'More' now seem like cakewalks compared to this.

'Letter To God (1998)' is so heartbreaking too and the sample of Ender's voice in both this track and 'I Believe In Magic' ? I am about to throw up.

'The Great Impersonator' is probably one of the best title tracks I've ever heard - it's just too relatable for me and the song being the somewhat 'satirical sounding' end of a discography and an artist is just impossible for me to handle.

I would write more but i am too tired for me.

tldr: this is an aoty

[dailyhalseys]

*poll by Jen -> ( @mayangelsleadyouin / @wineonmytshirt)