#song: mr sandman by syml

[neopuff]

vex/saundor ft percy // mr. sandman

[grapecaseschoices]

48, 27 & 99 for your Spotify wrapped👀

Where's My Love - SYML

Cold sheets, oh, where's my love? I am searching high I'm searching low in the night Ooh, does she know that we bleed the same? Ooh, don't wanna cry but I break that way Did she run away? Did she run away? I don't know If she ran away, if she ran away, come back home Just come home

also this part:

Ooh, if you've bled, I bleed the same Ooh, if you're scared, I'm on my way

Shut up and Dance - WALK THE MOON [Gonna be in my Hiyam/Orion playlist NO MATTER WHAT!!]

She took my arm I don't know how it happened We took the floor and she said "Oh, don't you dare look back Just keep your eyes on me" I said, "You're holding back" She said, "Shut up and dance with me" This woman is my destiny She said, "Ooh-hoo Shut up and dance with me" Oh, come on, girl Deep in her eyes I think I see the future I realize this is my last chance She took my arm I don't know how it happened We took the floor and she said

And 99 was Pompeii by Bastille.

[kasagia]

Bring me a dream pt. 1

Pairing: Aleksander Morozova/general Kirigan x fem! sun summoner! reader Summary: Everyone has their soulmate—someone they are meant for. This was due to Sankta Maradaia, who decided to connect two souls destined for each other during their sleep to show them their other half, Sankta also sent them a tattoo of their loved one name, so that souls thirsting for each other can finally be united. Aleksander never had even one, short dream about his soulmate. Just a tattoo that has taunted him for ages. The Darkling believes this is his punishment for creating the fold, another privilege of being condemned. To never know his soulmate. But one day, a dream about a sun summoner comes to him. Someone equal to him. Someone meant for him. And he promises himself to find you at all costs. Not just because of your powers. Nonsense from me: This is an request from @morrigan-crowmwell I hope you like it! 💙🖤 P.S. I know it took me soooo looong again and I'm so sorry. I'm trying to fight my writer's block. 😅 I used a quote from Taylor Swift's Blank Space. Inspired by the song Mr. Sandman - SYML Wairning(s): mentions of blood, abuse, fighting, violence Word count: 6,7k Taglist: @aoi-targaryen @morrigan-crowmwell ~•♤♤♤•~ Aleksander Morozova's Masterlist ~•♤♤♤•~

I've been waiting a long time to meet you in my dreams…

"My soulmate is great! I've seen her fight with a REAL sword! Can you imagine that, guys?! My father still teaches me on that wooden. Ugh! I envy her so much."

"Mine swims faster than either of you! Of course, he's not as good as me, but I've seen him shoot a bow. What I'd give to join him on a hunt!"

"And you, sahdow-boy? You sit more quietly than usual, don't be shy! Show off what she or he is like."

Aleksander tensed up, feeling the other boys' eyes on him. The young shadow summoner felt a blush of shame appear on his face. He hated such conversations. He already couldn't fit in with a group of other kids, and he was constantly reminded that he was different. Weirdo. Proteus.

"I… I haven't dreamed of her yet. But I know her name!" he tried to reply in a tone of voice that mimicked their enthusiasm. He couldn't show them that he was weak. That the fact that he had never seen his soulmate before hurt him. That he was a changeling again.

"My father also started dreaming about my mother late. Maybe she just wasn't born yet?" his only friend put a hand on his shoulder, trying to comfort him. He thanked the saints for Ivan. He was a light in his darkness for now. And heartrender wasn't talking about his shadows at all...

"Did you hear, guys?! Shadow-boy will be dating a baby!"

Aleksander was furious. He felt anger rise up in him as the other children laughed at his soulmate. Without knowing when, he summoned his shadows and plunged the clearing into darkness, stopping the laughter of the other children.

"Hey, take it easy, shadow-weirdo! We're just kidding!"

"The freak, as usual, can't control himself."

Voices came out of the darkness, and the footsteps of children receding were all Aleksander could hear before he was alone with his shadows again.

Even Ivan's hand disappeared from his shoulder as shadows blanketed the area.

He was utterly alone. And he hated it.

You looked at yourself in the mirror, smiling.

18 birthday. Your big day.

You adjusted the necklace your grandmother had given you around your neck, proudly displaying the amulet with your birthstone. Your mother's earrings hang proudly from your ears. Nostalgia is starting to get to you. You so wish she were here.

"I've lived in this world for so long that, for ages, I've felt that time moves infuriatingly slowly. But ever since you came into the world, I've felt it slip through my fingers. You've grown up so fast... you look like your mother." the woman sighs as she stands behind you in the mirror and looks at you tenderly, fixing your braid.

"I wish a madraya was here." you say sad. Grandma puts a hand on your shoulder and turns you around to look her in the eye.

"She is here, my sun. In our hearts and memories. As long as you can picture her before your eyes, she will always be with you. Watching you from heaven." you both stand in silence, remembering your recently deceased mother.

"I have something for you." the woman speaks as she pulls a beautiful gold bracelet engraved with your family symbol from her sleeve.

"Oh, grandma, you didn't have to… it's beautiful."

"And practical. Materialnik made it specially for me. Thanks to this, no one will see THAT on your wrist."

"Why should I hide it?" you ask, confused, when she helps you fasten the bracelet on your wrist where was your soulmate's name on it.

"I want you to be careful."

"Careful of what?"

"Powerful men." she replies seriously, stroking your cheek tenderly. "There is nothing worse in the world than the greed of men. Than their excessive ambition. We are the sun summoners, honey. You are my blood, my pride, and my only solace in this world. The love of men is fatal. You don't need it, and trust me, you don't want it. Promise me for your dead mother and my daughter..." your grandmother grabbed your wrist, turning it so you both could see that the black ink, that showed up this morning, disappeared. Aleksander Morozova. "Do not seek him. Avoid him. Treat him like the plague. Do not repeat the fate of your poor mother. I couldn't stand losing you because of another man's lust for power."

"I promise you, babushka. I will not share my mother's fate." you promise with tears in your eyes. Your mother trusted the wrong person... you were not going to repeat her fate.

"And you will always wear a bracelet and necklace from me?"

"Yes. I promise." you solemnly promise, while looking into her eyes. You two were one of a kind. Summoners of the sun. Long-lived. Powerful. You have to stick together if you want to survive in this cruel for Grishas world. "Can I go now and enjoy the summer solstice festival?"

"Yes. Have fun, sunshine. And return home no more than two hours after dark!" she screams after you as you run to get some freedom... to forget who you are for a while.

"That boy keeps staring at you!" your friend shouts through the crowd of people having fun and nods her head at the boy by the fire.

You glanced at the side she indicated. She is right. A handsome brunette with dark eyes looks straight at you. He looks away when he sees you noticing him and pretends to be talking to the boy next to him. You roll your eyes at your friend's behaviour and continue drinking your beer.

"And what do you think I'm supposed to do about it?"

"Go and have fun!" she says, offended that you don't know. "I've known you since you came here. You haven't had a single boyfriend, you're shooing all the suitors away. You're 18. Go and flirt with him, or I'll take care of this handsome one."

You are laughing at her words. You look at the boy again, and you can't deny that you feel a strange pull… a bond that wants you to come to him. But you don't listen to it.

"So take him. I'm going home," you say as night falls completely. The flame of the torch and bonfire is the only source of light.

"Really? Will you waste an opportunity like this?" you just laugh with a shrug at her words and make your way to the path through the woods leading to your house, pushing your way through the crowd of people.

You leave the clearing where the festival is taking place and enter the forest. You sigh with relief to be alone, away from people's voices. You walk confidently into the darkness without being afraid of it as you watch the stars above you.

You are walking down a familiar path when suddenly you hear the crunch of leaves and branches behind you. You turn slowly with your hand close to the hidden dagger at your hip.

You see in front of you the same boy who was staring at you by the fire. You watch him warily, waiting for his move.

He takes one slow step towards you, his dark eyes never leaving yours. Without knowing why, you stare spellbound into his eyes again, unable to utter a word. It's only when he crosses halfway between you that common sense returns to you and you raise a dagger in his direction.

"Don't worry. I won't hurt you." he says, stopping and staring at the blade glistening in the moonlight. "Of course, only if you don't hurt me either."

"Why are you following me?" you ask without lowering your weapon, still holding it as a warning between you two.

He frowns, looking from the dagger to you. "I have no bad intentions. I saw you going this way and this forest… is not the safest place."

"I know. Nowhere is safe." you reply coldly, eyeing him carefully. "Which doesn't answer my question. Why did you follow me in here?"

"I wanted to make sure you made it through safely." you snort, amused, not for a moment believing the stranger's concern for you. He stays where he is, not moving for a moment, undaunted by your reaction. If anything, curiosity only grows in his eyes. "You haven't experienced much kindness from others, have you?"

"I'm not going to answer a stranger's question like that. You do not know anything about me."

"I can see you're too distrustful, and if the lack of trembling in your dagger hand tells me something, it is that you've threatened someone more than once."

"That's right… shouldn't you run as far away from me as possible, then?" you ask, raising an eyebrow at him as you watch his impassive reaction…but you certainly didn't expect him to raise the corners of his… pretty mouth in response.

"I'd rather walk you out and make sure you're okay... or anyone who dares stand in your way." you bite your lip, holding back a smile so you don't react to his teasing.

"I doubt you'd be able to do anything."

"I'm tougher than you think." he says, answering your challenge with a mischievous smirk. The sparkles in his dark eyes shine in the moonlight… and you involuntarily agree with your friend. He was handsome… and dangerous.

"I don't need a man to play my prince on a white horse. I can be my own knight."

"Well, if you want my opinion…" you cut him off before he could finish.

"No, thank you. I have my own." he laughs at your words, shaking his head in amusement as he licks his lips.

He stares at you intensely, and you know that if you were anyone else, you would have pounced on him by the campfire. But you were a sun summoner. You couldn't trust someone like that. Even if you wanted to...

"Very well then... but, I'd feel better walking you through the woods at least. May I?" he asks, extending his hand towards you. "Or are you too afraid that you will enjoy my company?"

You snort, placing your hand in the crook of his arm. You could have let him. Clearly, he has had no ill intentions so far. You glare at him defiantly as you see a spark of amusement in his eyes and a wild smile on his lips.

"What?" you ask dryly.

"Nothing. I just thought you couldn't look prettier… you seem to glow even more when you prove people wrong."

"I'm too smart to be seduced by you." you warn him, looking at him carefully as he tucks a strand of your hair behind your ear. You feel your cheeks blush slightly.

"Maybe that's why I'm so drawn to you?" he asks, whispering, staring into your eyes.

You're drowning in the moment. His smell, the depth of his dark eyes… and without knowing why, the feeling is… actually the opposite of what you felt when others tried to flirt with you.

"Careful... you've stared into my eyes for too long to say you don't care." he says, sparks of malice appearing in his eyes. You snort and are about to respond to his taunt when his expression suddenly cools and he pulls you into his chest.

You're about to yell at him and attack him when suddenly an arrow flies right over where you used to stand. You recognise its distinctive arrowhead. "Drüskelle." you whisper.

You don't waste time. You back away from him and grab your daggers. You can't show the world what power you wield, so you limit yourself to melee combat. You're also not sure if your companion is Grisha.

You kill the first of them, and next to you, you hear the sounds of your companion's fight. He's doing fine. You deal with most of the Drüskelle pretty quickly when suddenly one of them comes up behind you. Before you can engage, your companion pulls you back to his chest. You see nothing. He makes sure of it when you hear Drüskelle's desperate cry from behind you, who wanted to kill you as well as the others who managed to stay alive. Suddenly it's quiet again... but it's darker around you than before.

You gently pull away from him as he releases his strong grip on your hair. You look around, seeing Drüskelle's bodies as if they were… cut.

"I… how?" you ask, dumbfounded, not believing what you see. You turn your gaze back to him. "Are you a Grisha? Heartrender maybe?"

"It's... a little more complicated." he says, looking down at your hands and bloody daggers.

"I'm guessing you're not a Grisha, then?"

"It's a little more complicated." you say, repeating his words. He looks up and stares into your eyes again. Without knowing why, you both giggle. "I... thank you. I wouldn't handle them all alone."

"No problem." He says, still staring at you. Without knowing why, you lean towards him.

You swallow, smelling his scent again, involuntarily remembering the warmth and safety his arms gave you. You shouldn't feel that way about a stranger. And yet...

"I… I should probably go now."

"Me too." he whispers back, but you're both too hypnotised to move. Not thinking much about the bodies around you or the blood on your clothes.

For some strange reason, the eyes of the other and this closeness seem much more interesting to you both than the world around you.

He leans towards you too. A short distance separates you as you both stare at each other in silent anticipation and excitement. However, that moment is effectively cut short as you hear another movement around you.

You both draw your daggers and aim at where you heard the movement. There is a woman behind you. Her dark eyes are remarkably similar to those of your companion. You are surprised to see how his irises have already been etched into your memory.

"You find yourself a friend?" the woman asks him mockingly, staring at the two of you.

"I'm going, mother." he says, obviously waiting for her to leave. But she stands there, watching you curiously. He sighs in annoyance and turns to you. "See you soon." he whispers, placing his dagger in your hand.

You shiver at the skin of his hand on yours as unimaginable power rushes through you. But that's not what keeps you staring at him speechless… and you think you both know it as he gives you a wistful, longing look before turning away.

You can only stay there and stare at the receding silhouettes of the two of them. Then you are all alone again. You turn around and continue on your way home. With a small smile, you tighten your hand around the black dagger.

You were coming home to your grandmother. It was winter, and it was getting harder and harder to drive through the snow from town to your house. But someone had to do the shopping.

As you walked, you heard the sounds of a struggle. Interested, you veered off the path to the house and walked slowly through the snow, trying not to alert anyone to your presence.

You froze as you saw a group of teenagers fighting the same boy who gave you the dagger and helped kill Drüskelle.

The rational part of you told you to get out of there and not deal with this stranger. And you almost did, but then you saw one of the girls stab him in the back and shove him into the ice hole.

You threw the wicker basket with your groceries in the snow and ran towards them. You used your light and stunned them all into unconsciousness. Not enough to kill them, but enough to make their heads hurt for days and some of them lose their eyesight.

With your light, you melted the ice in the river and pulled the mysterious boy out of it by his shoulders.

You held him close as he coughed, spitting water into the snow. You only let him go when he's back to normal.

"Do you attract trouble, or do you just like getting into it?" you ask him with a laugh, trying to lighten the atmosphere. You take off his soaked coat and cover him with one of yours.

"Both, I'm guessing." he says, still shivering. You don't know if it's from the cold or from the attack.

"Get up. We need to keep you warm." you speak and help him stand on two legs.

If he notices the bodies of his unconscious tormentors, he decides not to say anything or ask how you did it. You pick up the basket you dropped earlier and guide both of you to your house.

Surprisingly, he doesn't protest when you enter the house, and luckily for you, your grandmother hasn't come back yet.

"Stay here for a while. I'll go get some dry clothes for you." I speak as I disappear into the other room for a moment.

"How did you overpower them?" you hear his question. You swallow and try to think of an answer as you walk back to the main room.

"It's... complicated." you reply, handing him the clothes. "You can go there and change. I'll put some water on for tea."

He nods and takes the clothes from you. He wants to say something, but instead he sighs and goes to the next room.

You place the kettle over the hearth and wait for the water to boil for tea for the two of you.

"Do you often save people from trouble?" he asks jokingly as he joins you. You smile when you see that he's feeling a little better. He still has a red nose, though. And you're pretty sure if you took his hand, he'd be icy.

"Selected only. Feel honoured." you snort, amused. His laugh makes you shiver. A strange warmth begins to spread from your chest.

"I am." he replies, looking deep into your eyes. He leans closer to you, examining you intently, searching for any reaction from me that would indicate that you are uncomfortable with him.

He finds nothing.

So he leans in a little more. Your noses brush against each other as he waits, giving you the option to either kiss him or pull away from him.

You feel your heart beating fast... you know that if he was a heartrender he would have leaned forward and kissed you a long time ago. You also know you should back off, he was a stranger, a man, you shouldn't trust him.

But after the look he gives you and a glance at his enticing pink lips, you lean forward and press your lips uncertainly to his.

His cold lips warmed up.

You close your eyes as he wraps his arms around you and pulls you closer with one hand on your waist and the other in your hair. You sigh, feeling how wonderful it feels, how proper it is to kiss him even though you don't even know his name. What's undeniable, however, is how great you feel around him.

But you feel something else… like an unimaginable amount of power flows into you with his touch. How your light calls for release. And for a moment, you feel like you're going to lose control if you keep kissing him.

Fortunately, before you stupidly reveal your powers, you pull away from each other, startled by the sound of a whistling kettle.

You both laugh, resting your foreheads against each other. You eventually pull away from him, take the kettle off the hearth, and shift your gaze to it. He's warmer from your kiss than from the fire.

You shift your gaze towards him. And experimentally, you take his hands in yours. You feel the surge of power buzzing through your veins again. Your gaze returns from his warming hands in yours to his irises, and you get lost in his dark eyes again.

"You... are the amplifier." you whisper as you look at him. "That's why they wanted to kill you... they wanted your bones."

He swallows, moves his gaze from your eyes to your joined hands. He doesn't take them out of your warm embrace as he nods, trembling without looking at your face.

"What are you going to do about it?" he asks, realizing full well that you must be Grisha to sense his ability.

The very idea that you, the only person who has shown him any kindness (not knowing him at all) will suddenly want to hurt him after what happened between you two a moment ago makes him sick.

But Aleksander has been through it more than once. Last an hour ago. Despite everything, he still holds a strong grip on your hands, trembling unconsciously.

Your response is to pull him close to you in a tender embrace.

"You're safe." you say simply, and from the way he holds his breath before burying his head in your neck after a few seconds of complete shock, you know that you must be the first person in a very long time to show him such affection.

And you're realizing that you don't need to know his name to know that it's good to hold him in your arms.

And Aleksander feels warm for the first time in a long time. He feels like he's holding the sun. But the most striking thought for him is that he is no longer alone...

"Is that all, General?" Ivan's question pulled Aleksander out of his thoughts. He stopped stroking the tattoo with his soulmate's name hidden under his kefta and glanced at the heartrender.

"Yes, you can go." he sighs, shifting in his chair and rubbing his eyes with his hand.

Ivan looks like he wants to say something but changes his mind at the last moment and leaves the war room, closing the door softly behind him.

Aleksander sighed, staring at the map in front of him. The king was going to bring down Ravka. Only his Grishas were able to hold Ravka's borders. He shuddered, thinking of all the good soldiers the Fjerdans, Drüskelle and others had taken from him. He felt powerless. And if he knew anything in his centuries-old life, it was that he hated that feeling.

He ran a hand through his hair, glancing at his watch on the wall. It was long after midnight. He sighed as he got up from his chair and walked towards his bedroom. He won't help his army if he's barely conscious. He took off his kefta and pushed the books to one side of the bed. He lay down in the free space and fell asleep as soon as his head rested on the pillow.

Something was different… otherwise, Aleksander could sense it the moment his dream began.

There was a strange feeling in his bones; his heart was beating much faster, excited, as if it couldn't wait for what was about to happen.

He was alone again in the deep black shadows. He took a step, and suddenly the shadows parted. He looked up and gasped as he saw a figure in a black-golden kefta in the distance.

He'd had that dream many times before… especially when he was a little boy. That he was irretrievably lost in the darkness.

He had never met anyone in the depths of his shadows before. He took another hesitant step towards the mysterious figure, not taking his eyes off it, afraid that it would disappear at any moment.

But it's not.

A figure in a gold-black kefta stood with its back to him.

Aleksander is afraid. He's afraid that it's just another trick of his mind, that as soon as he utters the name that has haunted him both asleep and awake for hundreds of years, you'll disappear, leaving him utterly alone in the darkness of his shadows again.

But Aleksander had been patient enough for a long time... maybe he could finally give in to what he most wanted, what he missed most, what he craved for like a foolish boy.

He came over to you. Hesitantly and slowly. As if he could spook you at any moment. He raised his hand, but instead of touching your arm, he met air as you took a step away from him and slowly turned to face him.

He held his breath in anticipation, waiting for you to pull down your gold-black hood to reveal your face to him. He watched in fascination as golden threads of light slowly began to flow from your hands.

He had been accustomed to the darkness for centuries. But he couldn't take his eyes off you as your threads of light slowly grew stronger. He watched in utter awe as your light changed from gold to pure white after dispelling the shadows around you two.

His eyes widened as your hood fell back to reveal your familiar, beautiful face. He sighed, letting out a long-held, shaky breath.

And when you took his hand, which he still held out to you, and ran your thumb over his palm? He completely lost himself in your irises, feeling your light grow stronger through its amplifying powers, enclosing the two of you in a silver and gold orb.

But before he gets a chance to reach out to you and caress your cheek tenderly, to feel again that warmth he always felt from you and which turned out to be your light, you suddenly disappear. And with you, your warm light.

His cold shadows enveloped him again…

He wakes up and finds himself in his bed, in his chambers. But for the first time in a long time, instead of being disappointed that he didn't dream of his soul mate this time, he's relieved. And happiness. Excitement. And something he's clung to so desperately all these centuries, much to his mother's taunt... he feels hope.

He doesn't know what has changed. Why suddenly did the saints decide to reveal your face to him after you had met so many centuries ago? For a moment, the bitter thought crosses his mind that he could have had you by his side much sooner. That together you could carry the weight of eternity... but he shakes his head.

He had a chance to implement all his plans now... and to meet his soulmate, whom he had missed for so many centuries. All he had to do was track you down.

And he's not going to lose.

"I'll find you... moya solnishko." he whispers to himself, fondly stroking the tattoo on his wrist. "And when I do, I'll make sure you'll never hide from me again." he promises, placing his lips on the tattoo on his wrist.

He would do anything to finally have someone to call his own…

"I was hoping to find you here." Aleksander turns around in surprise when he sees you standing behind him.

"How did you know?" he asks, putting the book back on the shelf. You see the title out of the corner of your eye.

The Lives of Saints

"I know many things." you say, leaning against the shelf. "But honestly? I didn't take you for someone who prays to saints. Or maybe your ego and ambition are so big that you want to become one of them?" you say teasingly, smirking at him. He rolls his eyes and takes your hand, leading you out of the library. You let him lead the two of you into the woods.

"You must have wanted something if you took your precious time to find me." he starts when you both walk a familiar path. This is where your strange "friendship" began, if you could call those stolen moments, kisses, and nights between you two like that… how poetic that it will end here as well.

"I am leaving." you speak briefly without looking at him.

You feel him tense up. It was probably not the answer he ever expected. Out of the corner of your eye, you see him swallow.

He clears his throat, trying to look composed. However, his dark eyes, as always, reveal his true feelings to you. You wonder if you're the only one who can read him like that. "Why?" he whispers.

"Apparently my warning was… not strong enough. One of the people who tried to kill you complained to my grandmother. I have to leave."

"I can talk to her…"

"No!" you cut him off quickly, letting go of his hand and standing in front of him. The last thing you need is his intercession with your grandmother. "I know you mean well, but it's the final decision."

"I see." he says coldly, looking away from you. "Is there anything else you wanted?"

"Yes." you say, pulling his dagger out of your sleeve, handing it to him. "I wanted to give it back to you."

"It's a gift. I'm not in the habit of taking back what I've given someone." he snorts, offended, at which you giggle, amused. He turns his gaze back to you, raising an eyebrow.

"I knew you'd say something like that. That's why…" you pull out a second, identical dagger to the one he gave you. The only difference is that the dagger's handle is decorated with a sun… an eclipsed sun. "I did it." you say, handing it to him.

He takes the dagger from you and examines the engraving. "Why it?" he asks curiously. "Why the eclipsed sun?" his gaze is burning, inquisitive. You know there's no turning back now. You take a step back, his dark irises following your every move.

You shrug. "Guess, shadow summoner."

He stares at you in shock. A thought… a ridiculous and beautiful thought crosses his mind. He knows there's no point in chasing after you. You'll run away from him anyway. But he can't help but scream after your receding silhouette. "What's your name?!"

You're smiling. But you don't turn around to look at him one last time, to steal one last look at his dark, piercing eyes, to get one more moment... Instead, you scream over your shoulder: "Call me sunshine!"

You disappear from his sight. Deep down, you know you'll meet again… But you weren't going to share your mother's fate… even for such mesmerising, dark eyes as his.

After hundreds of years, you've become accustomed to dreamless sleep.

It was your conscious choice. A promise to grandma, mother, and you. You didn't pray to the saints to bring you a dream about your soulmate. You didn't want him... even though his name on your wrist, hidden by your grandmother's bracelet, had tormented you for hundreds of years.

That's why, when your first dream started, you knew it was something bad. You knew your grandmother's necklace had somehow fallen off your neck. And so, you were dreaming. You dreamed about him... and he probably dreamed about you.

You galloped on a horse. It was early morning. The clearing where you galloped was shrouded in mist. The cool wind hit your skin, and your cloak billowed behind you as you tried to lose the black rider following you.

People usually run to their soulmates. They wanted to meet them at all costs. Not you. But the saints have never been merciful to you… maybe because you never prayed to any of them.

Or have they stopped letting you prolong the inevitable.

That's why the black rider soon caught up with you. He rode by your side for a moment, then shot forward. You knew he was trying to block your way, so you sped up and managed to catch up with him for a moment. You rode side by side for a while, but you didn't dare look and atface.

But your wishes no longer mattered.

He sped up ahead of you and stepped sideways, causing your horse to stop and stand on two legs. You held on tight to keep from falling. It wasn't until your horse had calmed down and stood on all four hooves that you loosened your grip on the reins.

"Moya solnishka..." his whisper made you shiver. You lifted your head and looked into those familiar, damned dark eyes that were the cause of all your troubles.

You sat still as he rode his horse closer to yours so he could touch your cheek with his hand. His thumb caressed your skin gently. "I've been waiting a long time for you."

You shivered, hypnotised, as you watched him lean closer to you. A familiar warmth spread through your body as you felt him amplify your powers. But his lips were too close for you to notice anything else than him; his touch and dark eyes, which were looking only at you...

You wake up suddenly. Your hand goes to your neck. Panicked, you discover that your grandmother's necklace is not there… you must have lost it in a fold.

"Fuck." you whisper, running your hand through your hair. The only defence against dreaming about your soul mate is gone. And now he knew who you really were... just as your fears were confirmed.

He was your soulmate. General Kirigan, Darkling, Black Heretic, the boy who was your first kiss hundreds of years ago…

The monster who created the fold…

And as it turned out… Aleksander Morozova.

You look around the room, realizing you're in a tent. And the red keftats of bustling healers confirm your worst fears.

During your journey through the fold, the ship was attacked by volcra. And you, obviously not wanting to die or let other people die, decided to use your power. You've done it hundreds of times before. Only much more discreetly… and you've never fainted from using so much of your power.

Your grandmother must be cursing you from the grave. She warned you a thousand times not to go near Ravka or the fold… and even after her death, you didn't listen to her. Now you have to sneak out of here somehow before word about the sun summoner spreads around the world. Hundreds of years of hiding will be wasted just because you weren't careful enough…

He was excited. He couldn't stand still.

His soulmate, his sun summoner, the solution to all his problems, his little sunshine was here.

He had been waiting for this moment for centuries. He had imagined it thousands of times. However, he never thought that his soulmate would be brought to him by his heartrender after they captured her after rescuing a ship full of people from the fold.

He dismisses everyone from the tent. Only he and she remain.

"It's been a long time, solnishko." he speaks softly. He is prepared for her silence and gives her a moment to process the situation. But he hoped to see a little more enthusiasm from her...

So he takes the time to look at her. On noting all the changes he might notice in her… her cool, indifferent look in those eyes that captivated him so much is one of the worst changes.

He clears his throat. You are still silent. You still ignore him. And Aleksander can't stand it.

"I had an interesting dream recently…" he begins, but you don't pick up on it. You don't really take your eyes off the floor… he's starting to get annoyed.

"You won't look at me?" he asks, waiting for your reaction. However, he finds nothing. Just a blank stare at the symbol he has chosen over the course of several hundred years. Eclipsed sun.

"You won't even comment on that? What a pity. I've always liked your sharp tongue." he says, taking a step towards you. You watched him carefully. He's a little triumphant to see that he's managed to catch your eye. Saints… he missed those damn eyes. "The cat stole your tongue? Or did they finally cut your tongue out for your insolence?"

"I thought you liked my sharp tongue." you snort sarcastically, avoiding his gaze as you realize he won't come any closer.

"She can talk!" he says, clapping his hands. "I was afraid something had happened to you, sunshine." you flinch at his words.

"Don't call me like that." you growl angrily, turning your stern gaze on him.

"You told me to call you that yourself. Don't you remember?"

"And now I take away your right to do so, Black Heretic. Or maybe you prefer a Starless Saint? I think I remember that you wanted to become one; what a pity people didn't even try to remember your name." you taunt him, and for a moment you see that he is offended, even hurt by your words, but his eyes quickly become blank, unmoved by your words.

As if he had heard them hundreds of times before and gotten used to them…

"I don't remember you being so… hostile to me before. What has changed?" he asks instead, watching you carefully and looking for answers in your eyes. But after all these years, you too know how to hide your emotions behind a stony mask of cold indifference.

"Maybe you didn't know me at all?" the question hangs between you for a while. You see for a moment that he hesitates with his answer, but his indecision is quickly replaced by a mocking, derisive smirk.

"When I heard about the mysterious Grisha, who can summon light and was stupid enough to throw herself into battle against hundreds of volcra, I immediately thought of you. And guess what…"

"At least one of the two of us should be concerned about Grishas' welfare. Why am I not surprised it's me and only me?" you see him clench his fists in rage when you insinuate that he's selfish, that he doesn't care about his people.

"Or maybe you don't know me at all?"

"I know men like you."

"There are no men like me. There are no others like us. And there will never be. I thought you had enough time to accept and understand it." he says bitterly, staring at you, disappointed. "Anyway, I have to go through the formalities. Your sleeve, please."

You stand still, too stubborn and angry to cooperate with him. He snorts, expecting your reaction, and takes two steps over the distance between you. You lift your head slightly, giving him a defiant look. He just gives you that irritating, confident smirk and grabs your hand gently, rolling up your sleeve himself. His dark eyes never leave yours. Even when his ring pierces the skin of your forearm.

You're so intent on each other that there might as well not have been that beam of light between you that shot the moment he made a small cut on your arm. It's just you and him. And from the unreadable smirk on his face, you might as well expect anything.

If you used to do it easily, now you can't read his eyes anymore. A skill he had to acquire over time. Hiding true emotions.

You both have changed. Each in its own way. He was no longer the nameless boy you met. And you weren't the mystery girl he used to know. He became the darkness he so often summoned... and you became the light you were meant to carry. If you once had anything in common, now you are completely strangers. Time heals wounds... or deepens them, but it always and undeniably changes people.

But neither of you could deny the connection between you. Even after all this time and even after what happened. It was a bound that was pulling you both towards each other…

"You and I are going to change the world, Y/N." you shivered hearing your real name for the first time come out of his mouth as lightly as if he had always called you that. Like he's always known you by that name deep in his heart.

Even if you didn't agree with him, you have to admit that he was right...

It's gonna be forver or it's gonna go down in flames...

[farie-insignias]

Notes on Chapters 23 and 24 of AE

Well, it's finally out there. Below will be just me rambling about the chapters, so it might be spoiler-y. I wouldn't recommend reading this post unless you've already read the new chapters.

The songs for chapter 23 were "Little One" and "I Am Kara" from the Detroit: Become Human sountrack. Probably a weird choice, but I was just looking for vibes, and I knew I wanted the songs to instrumental and that I wanted them to have an element of otherworldliness since Emily is such a mysterious character. The pieces just felt pretty beautiful and emotive to me.

As for chapter 24... Finding that Edgar Allan Poe poem was like:

I originally chose it because I thought it would have been one that Bonnie had read and would have resonated with her. It wasn't until I was working on that section of the chapter in particular that it struck me how aptly it summed up both Bonnie and Damon's experiences - especially, and most obviously, Damon's.

The themes of grief and loss and helplessness - the inability to discern illusion from reality - fighting against the natural order of things - trying desperately to retain any semblance of control...

I really feel very fortunate to have picked that poem of all poems.

And finally, I get to talk about "Turning Page" by Sleeping at Last! I feel like this is THE song of the story. I would listen to it a lot while writing - the lyrics are just excruciatingly perfect for Damon, especially now that he has his memories back.

And it further fits into the themes of "A Dream Within a Dream" - much like "Mr. Sandman" by SYML and "To Build a Home" by The Cinematic Orchestra do as well. Now that Damon has finally woken from his long sleep.

So excited to get to share that with you all now. ❤️

I really, really hope you guys enjoyed the update. I love getting to hear from you all. I appreciate every single comment I get. It lets me know if things are working; they really help to inspire me a lot. For a while there, I wasn't getting them because hotmail sucks, but I fixed that issue, so I should get all of your comments now. I apologize if you didn't get a response from me - that was probably why.

Thank you, as always, for your continued support.

[whitesilverandmercury]

𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞

a cloud/aerith playlist

daughter ‧ be on your way / rafferty ‧ good life / lennon stella ‧ pretty boy / vance joy ‧ from afar / the vaccines ‧ all in white / SYML ‧ mr. sandman (cover) / lauv ‧ lonely eyes / the hoosiers ‧ a sadness runs through him (acoustic in a church) / vance joy ‧ i'm with you / bleachers ‧ wake me / of rust & bone ‧ next to you / somme ‧ broken hearted lovers / ben howard ‧ oats in the water / lily kershaw ‧ darker things / RKCB ‧ naive / JVKE ‧ golden hour / mxmtoon ‧ feelings are fatal / lord huron ‧ the night we met / hozier ‧ to be alone / emily james ‧ i saw your face / disclosure, london grammar ‧ help me lose my mind / leo. ‧ despair / echos ‧ guest room / davey muise ‧ fragile with me / denver pike ‧ a dream / richard walters ‧ the rules for lovers / wild child ‧ meadows / evan barlow ‧ if you care / halsey ‧ ya'aburnee / MOTHICA ‧ sleepwalk / joji ‧ glimpse of us / penny and sparrow, stephanie briggs ‧ duet / jacob lee ‧ artistry / faouzia ‧ bad dreams (stripped) / the platters ‧ the great pretender / gert taberner ‧ in need / the civil wars ‧ pressing flowers / amber run ‧ i found / saint motel ‧ happy accidents / night riots ‧ all for you / alice kristiansen ‧ lost my mind / the brummies ‧ alone with you / trading yesterday ‧ she is the sunlight / art school girlfriend ‧ an uncomfortable month / ghostly kisses ‧ call my name / gia ford ‧ sleeping in your garden / hozier ‧ NFWMB / seafret ‧ remind me to forget you / matt maltese ‧ as the world caves in / dodie, lewis watson ‧ not what i meant / autoheart ‧ wretch / jaymes young ‧ i'll be good / cigarettes after sex ‧ apocalypse / paul anka ‧ put your head on my shoulder / willamette stone ‧ heart like yours / christabelle marbun ‧ salvation / brent walsh ‧ cloud's song / dermot kenney ‧ don't forget me / tom odell ‧ another love / SYML ‧ the dark (sparse) / rob dickinson ‧ the end of the world / AURORA ‧ soft universe / hozier ‧ first light

[ginnyruin]

Will you ever create a spotify playlist for Altered State? because I'm on my third reread and I just keep thinking about how nice it would be to listen to some music that captures the vibes of this amazing fic ♡ I can't even count how many times I think about this story daily

Third reread! omg I'm so happy to hear that <3

I've been hoarding my asks, so I'm sorry for the super late response, but I have several playlists (classical/instrumental, angsty/emotional) with songs I listen to while writing Altered State. Music helps me so much, and some songs and lyrics just capture the scene so perfectly for me.

I don't post them because everyone's music tastes are so different and I don't want to kill the vibe for someone while they're reading in case it's not their cup of tea.

But here are some of my song recs for Altered State:

Craving - Acoustic by YMIR (recc'ed by the lovely @iamdronegirl)

Wicked Game by Ursine Vulpine, Annaca (Nurchie's rec)

Mr. Sandman - SYML (Nurchie's rec)

Paralysed - Jamie Bower (this is my rec for the Descent arc)

Lightning Field - Sneaker Pimps (also for Descent)

Tranquility Trap - Sneaker Pimps (I always come back to this band)

Desire - Meg Myers

Broken Promise - Placebo

Plastic Heart - Nostalghia, Tyler Bates, Joel J. Richard

Who is She? - I Monster

The Epilogue - Crosses (this is Abraxas' theme)

So Far Gone - Sneaker Pimps, Simonne Jones (this one makes me so happy)

Bloodbath - Polyphia

Killshot - Slowed + Reverb by Magdalena Bay

What it Cost and Like a Villain - Bad Omens (I listened to this band so much while writing the Siren arc)

[demy85]

Username Song Game

Rules: Pick a song for each letter of your URL and tag that many people.

(Well ... I cheated too with the numbers 🤭)

tagged by @foodsies4me, thank you!

D - Damage Gets Done by Hozier

E - everything i wanted by Billi Eilish

M - Mr Sandman by SYML

Y - You Are The Reason by Calum Scott

E - Eat Your Young by Hozier

F - Focal Point by Natik

Well ... that was fun and now the tagging begins (no pressure at all) @kasper-tag, @carry-on-my-waywardshadowhunter, @cinberella, @la-muerta, @stilltoolazy, @liron-ao3

And ofc anyone else who wants to participate 🤗

[rosesradio]

The Ceaseless Eve Playlist: Let's Discuss

⚠️ The following contains spoilers for any & all of Ceaseless Eve ⚠️

So, the playlist has about 75 songs on it right now, and I reference over 20 of them here. I thought I would divide them into different catagories so you could see why I decided to put these types of songs on the playlist. Also, the playlist is open for suggestions, so if you see a song you think should be on here, please let me know! And, if you're curious about any song in particular I didn't sort on here, lmk, I'd be happy to answer an ask about it or something :-)

General pjo songs: • How Far We've Come by Matchbox Twenty (Viria's 2013 video my beloved) • Ophelia by The Lumineers • Renegades by X Ambassadors • Achilles Come Down by Gang of Youths • Viva La Vida by Coldplay • & every Imagine Dragons song lmao

Songs referenced in the text: • California Gurls by Katy Perry & Snoop Dogg • Love The Way You Lie by Eminem & Rihanna (These two are referenced as playing on the radio just to show the time period, though I might be a bit more wibbly-wobbly with it in the future rather than making sure everything is strictly 2010. Meaning, I might reference a Hunger Games T-shirt or something, not TikTok lmao)

• Hotel California by Eagles (this was just referenced as it was the first thing to come to mind, but it makes sense—the monster doesn't want them leaving. Plus it's a good song!)

• Teenage Dirtbag by Wheatus (the original title of chapter 19 was "leo experiences the death-zone", referencing when he passes out, but also kind-of the "friend zone"? Until I realized that's dumb as hell and the "friend zone" isn't real, so I changed it. Besides, if you look into the lyrics of Teenage Dirtbag, it's about a kid who's insecure and thinks his crush doesn't like him back, when really she does...remind you of anyone? 🤠)

Songs that have the general vibe of the plot: • Run Boy Run by Woodkid • Mr. Sandman by SYML • I Ran (So Far Away) by Hidden Citizens • Skyfall by Adele • Once Upon A Dream by Lana Del Ray • Bottom of the Pit by The Living Tombstone

Cool instrumental/electronic music: • Tetris by Game Chops & Cement City (This song always makes me think of Leo fighting with Nico's sword, like he does in chapter 4) • YOU'RE TOO SLOW! by squirl beats • Leni (Crystal Castles vs GoodBooks) by GoodBooks & Crystal Castles • INCOMING by MC ORSEN

Why so much Hot Freaks? Hot Freaks was my favorite band for a while during the writing of CE. While I don't have a favorite band at the moment, I still like HF and I think a lot of their songs are relevant to CE, particularly as Leo songs or valdangelo songs. You should give their new album a listen, especially the songs that are on the playlist 🤠

Bonus Song:

• From the Start by Good Kid

(This song is actually for the sequel, Ivory Rain. I thought I would add it and see if anyone picks up any vibes or has any guesses for what the sequel might contain :-) )

That should be all, again lmk if you have suggestions, questions, or just what your favorite song on the playlist is <3

[gullible-diamond]

Songs that make think of the brothers

I wanted to do songs that made me think of the brothers there were multiple that came to be but I just picked one

Lucifer

the lyrics ‘he’s so tall and handsome as hell’ honestly make me think of him. He’s known for his beauty much like Asmo is.

Mammon

Let’s be honest this man is whipped for mc if they told them to jump off a bridge for a kiss man would do it in a heartbeat. There isn’t a specific lyric that is key in this but it came to my mind. I was tempted to also do ‘bad habits’ by Steve Lacy but this just felt right

Levi

Levi is my favorite nor is he my least favorite but goddamn did a lot come to mind. Honestly I feel like Levi would definitely listen to Bo Burnham. Levi’s whole personality is based on the internet so I feel like this would be perfect for him.

Satan

This man has severe daddy issues I would not be surprised if he listen to this song while thinking of Lucifer. This was the first thing that came to mind but I also thought that ‘teenagers’ by MCR would be a good fit but this song won in a landslide for me

Asmo

Honestly this just gives me Asmo vibes there’s no specific reason I just can see him with this song

Beel

Honestly I wanted to do ‘sweetest pie’ by dua lipa but it’s this song won

Belphie

I will say this now and forever I hate belpie but for all those belpie lovers I’ll make an effort :[

I mean this man will sleep though a natural disaster I don’t have much to say on why I picked this but when I think of him this song comes to mind

Also I wanna mention I reach 50 reblogs and 500 likes so thank you for that!

[bookofkatherine]

Songs Written by Tom Hiddleston

Oh, yes. The songs of Adonis to his Aphrodite keep us going every day!

The following songs have been written by earth angel/god Tom Hiddleston. No, he's not Loki, the god/angel of mischief. Instead, he's Adonis, the angel of beauty, truth and love. And I think that's reflected in his songs and their popularity.

SONGS BY TOM HIDDLESTON

Remember! This isn't a complete list! As I learn of more, I'll add them below. Think of them as love letters. Enjoy!

CENTURIES Fall Out Boy

TAKE ME TO CHURCH Hozier

MOMENT'S SILENCE Hozier

ALL OF ME John Legend

CONTROL Halsey

I WILL WAIT Mumford & Sons

NEON Livingston

DAYLIGHT David Kushner

UNTIL I FOUND YOU Stephan Sanchez

TRAMPOLINE Shaed (Kyle did Jauz remix)

LIGHTS Ellie Goulding

EASY TO LOVE Bryce Savage

COME UNDONE Duran Duran

ELECTRIC LOVE Borns

I LIKE THE WAY YOU KISS ME Artemas

SUPERSTAR Broods

I DON'T CARE Ed Sheeran

MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT Elle Duhe

SAY YOU WON'T LET GO James Arthur

MALIBU Miley Cyrus

PILLS N POTION Nicki Minaj

MR. SANDMAN Syml

FIRE MEETS FATE Ruelle

STRAWBERRY WINE Deana Carter

CHAINSMOKING YOUR LOVE Jacob Banks

HARLEYS IN HAWAII Katie Perry

Tom Hiddleston has four variants left here at the end of Time. Wisconsin Tom played bluegrass on a banjo before I found him this summer. Thomas was jailed in the Sanctum Infinitum, so I don't know how many songs he was able to write from there. (He was allowed to film Crimson Peak since it was one of his timelines before he was jailed. And no, he didn't die. There was no sister. We lived happily ever after!)

That leaves Star Tom. Star Tom is a heavenly angel. He doesn't live down here on earth where 63% of angels live. Instead he is up in the heavens, looking down on us.

Why? Because, as Aphrodite, I couldn't stand it when Adonis (a Tom Hiddleston variant) was killed. So I begged for his resurrection and an immortal life. And the Lord granted my request. Tom was resurrected and became an angel, watching me from heave.

SONGS STAR TOM WROTE

And so, knowing that background, these songs of his will make a lot more sense... I'll add more as I come across them!

YELLOW Coldplay

A THOUSAND YEARS Christina Perri

DIE WITH A SMILE Gaga & Bruno Mars

Note On Duplicate Song Titles: A few of these songs may also be found on the list of another Order member if they both worked on the song together. The hit song We Pray, for example, was a team effort between so many Knights and angels that I didn't even bother listing it.

[mbti-enemies]

instead of songs, can you give each MBTI specific lines of songs? that'd be cool

yes it would be cool! just for a throwback here's the post with songs

--

ESTP: (Easy, Troye Sivan)

ISFP: (Sunflower, Harry Styles)

ISFJ: (We'll Never Have Sex, Leith Ross)

ENFP: (if i were a fish, corook)

ENTJ: (Play Me Like a Violin, Stephen)

INFJ: (Vanilla Twilight, Owl City)

INFP: (Mr Sandman, SYML)

ISTJ: (Dreamland, Glass Animals)

ESFP: (Mariposa, Peach Tree Animals)

ESFJ: (We'll be fine [English vers.], ReN)

ENFJ: (What They'll Say About Us, FINNEAS)

ISTP: (Ride, Lana Del Rey)

ENTP: (Cry Baby, The Neighbourhood)

ESTJ: ('Goodbye, My Danish Sweetheart', Mitski)

INTP: (Other Side, Conan Gray)

INTJ: (Achilles Come Down, Gang of Youths)

[thranduilswifesblog]

I recently got obssesed with the sang call Mr.sandman. by syml cover, the song is so addicted and gave me the james bond vibes. But my niece also like the song, and instead of say Mr. Sandman. She said MR. CEMENT AND I CAN'T LISTEN TO THAT SONG AGAIN 😭😭😭😭

[mommysmilk]

6, 22, 34 !!!

6. What are you excited for?

Going to London and seeing Stray Kids next week. (currently hyperventilating at the grocery store because holy shit that’s next week I FORGOT.)

22. Would you ever want to swim with sharks?

That’d be fucking cool but would I? No. Almost drowned in Greece once when I noticed there were jellyfish in the water and I got too scared I forgot how to swim for a second.

34. Listening to?

1300 - Rocksta (and SYML - Mr. Sandman because the song changed as I was writing this.)

[john-ts-sh-ai]

🎶✨when u get this u have to put 5 songs u actually listen to, and publish. then, send this ask/tag 10 of your favorite followers (non-negotiable, positivity is cool) ✨🎶

Thanks for tagging me  @heldhram

I like different songs and music, depending on the mood. I don't have favorite songs, so I write what I like. 

1. SYML - Mr Sandman

2. Lady Gaga - 911

3. Matt Maltese  - As the World Caves In (Album Mix)

4. Five Finger Death Punch - Jekyll and Hyde

5. Lana Del Rey - Black Beauty

Tag people who will make a music post if they want to. (not what pressure) 😉

@happylifesims   @brooding-trait  @o--b-s-c-u-r-u--s  @dreamstatesims  @dari-sims   @nightlifeseries  @duusheen  @rebouks  @basma-sama  @hedysims

[therealnightcity]

10 Songs (x) People

Got tagged by @ghostoffuturespast Thank you so much! 💕🥺💕

Rules: Put a music playlist on shuffle and share the top 10? or something along those lines. This is from my list of songs that I've had on repeat lately.

1.) Bite Marks--Ari Abdul

2.) Rush--Troye Sivan

3.) Mr. Sandman--SYML

4.) Me & U--Madeaux

5.) Gimme What I Want--Miley Cyrus

The rest are under the cut~

6.) Wicked Game--The Newton Brothers

7.) Dance the Night--Dua Lipa

8.) I Would Die for You--In This Moment

9.) Fumes--Aleyna Moon

10. Phantom Liberty--Dawid Podsiadło

Tagging, with zero pressure: @shinycorvidae, @dreamskug, @wraithsoutlaws, @aldecaldhos, @vayneoc, @hazellblogs, @chevvy-yates, @fly-amanitaa, @jaymber, @ouroboros-hideout, @morganlefaye79, @kharonion, @oceanlilo, @z-lagorio, @taiyo-yokai, @peaches-n-screem, @pinkyjulien, @elvenbeard, @streetkid-named-desire, @nightcxty @lokiina, @swearingcactus (and anyone else who wants to do this! <3)

[thesmollestnerd]

Star Wars Characters + their signature Burlesque songs

This is going to be mostly Clone Wars + Bad Batch era characters in this specific post. 

Links are available by clicking the song title.

Clone Wars

Obi-Wan Kenobi | “Feeling Good” Muse

The original version of “Feeling Good” is one of the go-to songs for burlesque, it in a lot of ways, it mimics classic big-band cabaret showgirl tunes. Obi-wan has a lot of respect for tradition and those who came before him but he’s also his own jedi and deviates where he wants to. This cover by muse has that element of showy, flirty-ness and the flaunt of a song that can hold its own. The tradition of the brass overlaid with more pop-rock elements mean Obi-Wan can showgirl parade and peel to his heart’s content.

Anakin Skywalker | “I See Red” Everyone Loves an Outlaw

The lyrics are about cheating but the overall theme of this song is about being betrayed by loved ones. This could work for the fix-it timeline where he feels betrayed by someone he thought was a friend (Palpatine) or canon where he’s feeling betrayed by the order. It’s an angry, broody strong with a lot of strong beats and would mimic Anakin’s aggressive fighting, and sparks of wrath. We’re talking a LOT of very assertive, physical dance here.

Padme Amidala | “My Strongest Suit” Aida

This song is about fashion being a woman’s strongest asset, literally its in the musical. I can see Padme doing this as a tongue-and-cheek number because she gets teased for her prolific wardrobe as a Queen and Senator. Everyone knows she’s a powerhouse and this ballad, even tongue-and-cheek- is a BALLAD. The audience is going to worship at the altar of this high-energy strip-tease. And the costumes? Oh, they are encrusted in rhinestones. 

Mace Windu | “Bad News” Melody Gardot

This is very in-line with classic lounge-style burlesque. Mace likes it because its slow and he has four + a half-minutes of the audience’s time and he uses them rolling around the stage floor with a thickass purple boa, eye fucking people and they thank him for the gift of that.

Cody | “You Make My Dreams” Hall & Oates

This act was created for one person, and one person only, others get to see it by the grace of the force. Obi-Wan has never missed a performance of it, which is good because Cody spends a majority of his time flirting with the man while casually whipping around tribute fans with impressively playful precision. It’s kinda like watching a bird do a courtship dance for his mate but with body shimmer. 

Rex | “Lost Without” Shane Guerrette

Rex heard this song in a cantina in the middle of nowhere and that was the first time anyone knew the man had rhythm. The raspy, vintage-feel, simple chords, and easy percussion with a vocals that have a brass-like quality mean he’s going to toe the line of flirty classic tease, and sultry slow-burn. He’ll be in the audience, flirting and soaking up their attention before he saunters back to the stage to do floorwork that is hotter than sex..  

Fives | "Betty (Get Money)” Yung Gravy

If you don’t expect this from that absolute sentient shit-post of a vod, I’ve got news for you: He does it dressed like a Chippendale’s Dancer and always loses his merkin.

Bly | “Mr. Sandman” SYML

This is a song about longing and we know how Bly feels about his Jedi. This is a soft cover, beautiful, elegant. It’s not a tease, its a tribute. I can see some beautiful fanwork happening, a lot of peel-cover-reveal. The choreo is slow but the audience is enthralled. 

Fox | “Smooth” Santana, Rob Thomas

Fox chose this song because it was playing at 79s and he liked how easy it was to dance to. He likes to slide back and forth between a raunchy bump n’ grind with some hits and just holding the stage and staring down the audience while dragging a piece of clothing. At least once during the bridge when he’s in the audience, he steals someone’s drink and downs it.

Wolffe | “Teeth” Lady Gaga

The Tempo of this song is very driving, very authoritative but the lyrics are  assertive yet dirty which Wolffe would appreciate. He’d bump n’ grind the hell out of this and probably howl for effect.

The Bad Batch

Crosshair | “Death Don’t Have no Mercy” (Stripped Version) Esterly, Eric McSpadden

This is a slow-burn about the inevitability of death. It’s very Crosshair. The twangy-bluesy guitar with the rolling drums and choral backing vocals make this an unexpected choice for those more familiar with classic burlesque but Crosshair plays everything close to the chest but with the presence to really make this song captivate. He’ll be walking the stage, staring down the audience, and peeling off clothing, slooooowly to keep the tease alive.

Echo | “Say My Name” KNGDAVD

No one was expecting this, even even Echo. The first time he performed, he wasn’t even sure he wanted to perform. This song kicked on, the dirty verb of the guitar, the kick of the beat, the croon of the singer summoned the Domino Twin in him and he went for it. There was bump n’ grind, there was parade and peel, there were so many credits on the floor that this boy slipped and went into the sexiest split of any of the rings.

(Echo now has rhinestoned plastoid plates that snap on to his legs, not head canon, canon, I will not be accepting feedback.)

Hunter | “Desperado” (Slowed TikTok vers) Rhianna, RH Music

The man is a tracker. The audience is his prey. This version is a sultry slowest-of-the-slow burns. It’s all about drawing the tease out, the audience on the edge of their seats, not to see the skin (but also yes) but to just watch this man who has complete control over every single muscle through fluid physicality take off one garment at a time. It’s about the connection he can maintain with the audience, the presence he takes up just by breathing (which is part of his choreo).

Tech | “People Are Strange” Tribe Society

Some performers tend not to engage with their audience because they are so into what they’re doing, enjoying themselves. Others prefer to  be observed, to be art. That’s Tech. This song is sultry and smokey and slow, anyone else would be slithering across the stage and stripping. Tech is using this song to showcase the flexibility of the human body, there are alot of acrobatic poses with very slow transitions. Since Tech is an inventive mind, he also likely likes to innovate new and interesting ways to remove clothing (such as an inverted hand-stand on a chair while removing a thigh-high from one leg with his toes of the other).

Wrecker | “I Believe in a thing Called Love” The Darkness

Classic-rock with a super playful vibe. I could totally see Wrecker choosing a hair-metal inspired track. It’s high energy, perfect for a guy with little impulse control and a whole lot of love to give. He’s gonna rip his shirt off within the first 30 seconds of the song, swing it around and then chuck it into the audience and they are going to eat.it.up. He’s going to have a lot of fun on stage, that’s what its all about for him, he’ll do bump and grind, he’ll do (his version of) classic flirty, he’s gonna tease but in a delightful way and during the clapping-bridge he’s gonna gonna reveal assels (they’re tassels for your butt). 

Bonus:

Yoda | “Pour some sugar on me” Def Leopard

He doesn’t take any clothing off and still ends up buried in credits.