#songs in the trees

[tawnysoup]

"You never know, you could surprise us all in time. Who’ll ever know if it was you that caused the crime?"

(video lyrics under the cut)

"I heard a word that they paint mirrors on their face And soon forget that they reflect but don’t create.

I suggest that you address your appetite For to be seen to cast your beam across the night."

[dazzelmethat]

Some crickets and grasshoppers and my thoughts about them.

I've always been interested in bugs since I was real small.. I should draw them more often.

[bidoofenergy]

an alive thing next to a different sort of alive thing

woobifytonysoprano-deactivated2 | "Toe Dip" by Giordanne Salley | "Landscape" by David Hettinger | "Sunrise" by Louise Glück | @b0nkcreat (x) | "Through the Walls" by Anastasia Trusova | "Little prayer" by @leonardospoetry | @girlweepinginstairwell (x) | @rainie-is-seasonchange (x) | "Blumenwiese bei Weßling" by Alexander Koester | @pigswithwings (x) | "The Sun" by Edvard Munch | @inkskinned (x)

[jenfoundabug]

Mr. tree cricket loves you <3 Make sure to turn your sound on to hear his song. Oecanthus sp. Northern California, US

[geopsych]

From May of 2 years ago reflected light from moving water on a tree. Some bird song too.

[ratmadeus]

THE BEST

THE BEST SONADOW AU

the author of the au is @shoophise <333

[cametotheshowinsd]

THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT | TAYLOR SWIFT | APRIL 19TH, 2024

All’s fair in love and poetry.

[nobluesea]

A blow straight through the heart.

Fic so good it ended me my art slump

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[tothisemptiness]

personally... i will kiss him on the mouth

[helaenarts]

‘What is honor compared to a woman’s love? What is duty against the feel of a newborn son in your arms… We are only humans and the gods have fashioned us for love.’

Rhaegar Targaryen leaving a pregnant Lyanna Stark at the Tower of Joy to join the war

[myownsummerhall]

love love love how the knight of the laughing tree story immediately recalls arya sticking up for mycah against joffrey and jon sticking up for sam & the other recruits against alliser. it’s such a touching contextualization because those moments in agot respectively are two of the most significant character moments in the books AND of course jon & arya are the main characters with the most resemblance/connection to lyanna.

[moondostj]

“beautiful, and willful, and dead before her time.” / “he dreamed of her at times, so often that he could almost see her face. in his dreams, she was beautiful, and highborn, and her eyes were kind.” / “you saw her beauty, but not the iron underneath.” / “the slim, sad girl who wore a crown of pale blue roses and a white gown spattered with gore.”

— george r.r martin

[nobodysuspectsthebutterfly]

The Knight of the Laughing Tree by Joshua Cairós

created for the 10th anniversary of The World of Ice & Fire

[crying-on-the-six]

[thatone-highlighter]

I love you albums. I love you songs connected by similar themes. I love you listening to songs in a specific order picked by the artist. I love you reoccurring motifs throughout the same album. I love you album covers. I love you albums with extended editions. I love you songs that reference each other.

[ecstarry]

@into-the-jeggyverse / crime / 446 words / @velanavis

It had to mean something, right? James thought to himself. 

An hour ago, their knees had brushed, and Regulus hadn’t moved away. Then, fifteen minutes later, Regulus had leaned in slightly, and their thighs had touched too. Ten minutes after that, their elbows had even pressed together.

James knew he was overthinking it, knew how ridiculous it sounded to interpret these gestures as something meaningful. But this was Regulus.

The same Regulus who, just last year, couldn’t even look James in the eye when he visited Sirius. The boy who took months to seem comfortable being alone in the same room with him.

And now they were here, in Regulus’ room. Both sitting at the edge of his bed, close enough that their knees were bumping and their thighs were touching. Sharing a pair of wired headphones while Regulus passionately explained why it was an absolute crime that James only knew “Creep” by Radiohead—a lie James told just to hear him ramble.

“This one is still pretty famous but I never get tired of listening to it,” Regulus explained in a quiet voice, even with the music playing they were close enough they didn’t need to raise their voices to hear each other. 

James couldn’t help but feel slightly guilty about lying just to get Regulus rambling about something. He loved it. James had picked up on what subjects got Regulus talking. Music was by far the easiest one.

When the last song of the playlist ended, Regulus carefully removed the headphones and began rolling them up.

James panicked. He couldn’t let this end, not yet. His mind scrambled for another band to feign ignorance about.

“Mr. Brightside is the best The Killers song,’” he blurted out.

Regulus chuckled and turned to him, his gaze softening as the blush creeping up James’ neck betrayed him. 

“You don’t have to lie,” Regulus said, his voice as gentle and genuine.

James stuttered, his cheeks flushing hot, but Regulus interrupted before he could form a coherent response.

“I know my brother got his music taste from you. It’s kind of cute that you’re doing all this, but you don’t have to.”

“Why did you play along then?”

Regulus shrugged, the corners of his lips curling into a small smile. “I could never pass up an opportunity to nerd out about Thom Yorke.”

“Right,” James replied, trying to mask the tinge of disappointment in his voice. For a fleeting second, he’d let himself believe Regulus might admit he enjoyed this, enjoyed him.

“And this is nice,” Regulus confessed with a soft smile.  

James froze. “Oh, really? Spending time with me?”

Regulus bumped his knee one more time before standing up, “Don’t push it, James.”