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#which witch by florence and the machine
ivyprism · 4 months
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Who's a Heretic Now? (Lyric Thing)
Warning: Actual murder, blood, mass murder, brothers turned enemies, sadness, angst, etc.
"I'm on Trial..." It shows Dusk lying on the grass with Rivea holding onto him. He gently cups her face as he smiles at her. She giggles and holds his hand to her face. He closes his eyes. "Waiting till the beats comes on." The screen cuts to him snapping his eyes open as blood drips onto his face. Rivea looks at him with tears before she collapses onto him and he sits up seeing the Villagers, something inside him breaks. He holds her close as he grabs an apple and brings it to his mouth. "Who's a heretic now?" It cuts to Dusk fighting and killing the villagers. He has seemingly completely lost it. Rivea lying against the apple tree. "Am I making sense?" Comet is covering his mouth seeing the carnage and something inside him, as well, breaks seeing Rivea's corpse. Umbra was injured attempting to escape so he lays on the grass away. "How can you make it stick?" Bliss comes back to absolute carnage and in a bid to stop his brothers to the best of his ability, he summons his bow as a fire arrow forms on it. "Waiting till the beat comes on." The last gold apple resting. His hands shake as Dusk turns to him. "Who's a heretic, child?" Dusk rages as Bliss tries to ignore Rivea's corpse against the tree. He closes his eyes and breathes, he has to stop his brother. "Can you make it stick-" Bliss pulls the arrow and releases it. Dusk is hit and he obviously is in pain as he holds his injured form. "Now, that I'm on trial?" Bliss falters and Dusk responds in kind, thus turning Comet and Bliss into stone. Dusk collapses onto his knees as Umbra lets out a sorrowful cry as he grabs onto Comet's form. "Waiting till the beat comes on..." Dusk collapses to his knees as he turns towards the carnage he caused, as Umbra sobs and turns against him.
-------- Song: Which Witch by Florence and the Machine
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lesbicosmos · 9 months
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this will forever be my all time favourite review of florence's music
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shuuenka · 1 year
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And it's my whole heart Weighed and measured inside
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Marguerite at the Sabbath – Pascal Dagnan-Bouveret // Which Witch – Florence + the Machine
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made-by-moon · 7 months
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Mom: you've been staring at nothing for over half an hour, is everything alright?
Me: *taking off headphones, florence and the machine blaring at full volume, snapping out of an imaginary scenario about dead gay wizards in the 70s* huh what????
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lesbiandemondaddy · 4 months
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Every lyric drawing for HBx3 in Useless Magic 💙
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sunbentshadows · 11 months
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fears and fury on growing up gay
'Monstrous', OED // Outcast (Self-Portrait), Georgi Mashev // 'disownment', Wikipedia // The Well of Loneliness, Radclyffe Hall // "The Lady of Shalott Looking at Lancelot", John William Waterhouse // Which Witch, Florence + The Machine // 'deemed', OED // The Outcast, Sandro Botticelli // “Frankenstein; Or, The Modern Prometheus”, Mary Shelley // "Kiyohime Becomes Serpent-Bodied at Hidaka River", Yoshitoshi Tsukioka // 'monster', Wikipedia // Frankenstein, Rina Sawayama
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inthehollystuff · 10 months
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i don’t think we thank Florence Welch enough for her ability to capture beautiful madness
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fairymorrigan · 9 days
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And it’s my whole heart, weighed and measured inside,
And it’s an old scar, trying to bleach it out,
And irs my whole heart, deemed an delivered a crime.
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melandrops · 5 months
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therapy is expensive. which witch by florence + the machine is free
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orangechickenpillow · 9 months
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It's Astarion at the end of bg3. It's him. Oh my god
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bluebellhairpin · 9 months
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Songs by women for women with howling vocals >>>>
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she-posts-nerdy-stuff · 8 months
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Okay I'm not saying that I routinely imagine a jukebox musical of Othello using Florence + the Machine music but I'm not not saying that if that were to happen these would be the perfect songs:
THIS IDEA ORIGINALLY CAME FROM 'LUCY'S STUDY ACCOUNT <3' ON TIKTOK AND SHE HAS HER OWN FULL VERSION ON THERE THAT INCLUDES OTHER ARTISTS THIS WAS MY TAKE INSPIRED BY HER SUGGESTIONS OF 100 YEARS AND I'M NOT CALLING YOU A LIAR BECAUSE I HAVE PRETTY MUCH NOT STOPPED THINKING ABOUT IT SINCE I SAW HER VIDEO - I highly recommend checking out her list as well, I very much enjoyed it :)
100 Years
I believe in you and in our hearts we know the truth and I believe in love and the darker it gets the more I do. Try to fill us with your hate and we will shine a light, and the days will become endless and never, and never turn to night
And Lord don't let me break this, let me hold it lightly, give me arms to pray with instead of ones that hold too tightly
I let him sleep, and as he does my breath fills the room with love, hurts in ways I can't describe, my heart bends and breaks so many, many times
Hubris is a bitch
I'm Not Calling You A Liar (A duet between Othello and Desdemona and then a reprise when she dies would be amazing)
I'm not calling you a liar, just don't lie to me. I'm not calling you a thief, just don't steal from me. I'm not calling you a ghost, just stop haunting me. And I love you so much I'm gonna let you kill me
Which Witch (This screams Emilia weighing up her guilt for betraying Desdemona and her inability to say no to Iago because of everything he's done to her/her position in the relationship being so dangerous)
And it's my whole heart, deemed and delivered a crime, I'm on trial waiting 'til the beat comes out, I'm on trial waiting 'til the beat comes out who's a heretic now?
I'm not beaten by this yet you can't tell me to regret been in the dark since the day we met, fire help me to forget
Chained and shackled, oh, I'll unravel, oh, it's a pity, oh. Never to return, but I never learn, it's a pity, oh. Chained and shackled, oh, I'll unravel, oh, it's a pity oh. Say I won't return, but I never learn, it's a pity oh.
Queen of Peace (I'm imagining a Desdemona solo and maybe some chorus as well but I'd love to see her with this song, I'm picturing it to be after Othello hits her)
Suddenly I'm overcome, dissolving like the setting sun, like a boat into oblivion, 'cause your driving me away. Now you have me on the run, the damage is already done, come on is this what you want? 'cause your driving me away
Oh, the queen of peace, always does her best to please. Is it any use? Somebody's gotta lose. Like a long scream, out there always echoing. Oh, what is it worth? All that's left is hurt
And my love is no good against the fortress that it made of you, blood is running deep, sorrow that you keep
Big God (Okay hear me out: A three way split stage with Emilia and Iago, Desdemona and Othello, and Bianca and Cassio; all sing but mostly the women each singing different parts of this song to their respective partners)
Okay I feel like this one needs a little more explanation but for example
Women: You need a big god, big enough to hold your love. You need a big god, big enough to fill you up
Bianca: You keep me up at night, to my messages you do not reply
Desdemona: You know I still like you the most
All: the best of the best and the worst of the worst
Emilia: You can never know, the places that I go.
Desdemona: You know I still like you the most
Men: You'll always be my favourite ghost
And yes I can see the perfect choreography in my head
All This And Heaven Too (Desdemona singing this to Othello!?? I can also see it being a duet for them, but then with a harmony from Emilia as well singing alone but theoretically to Desdemona)
And the heart is hard to translate, it has a language of its own. It talks in tongues and quiet sighs, and prayers and proclamations, in the grand days of great men, in the smallest of gestures, in short, shallow gasps
And the words are all escaping, and coming back all damaged. And I would put them back in poetry, if I only knew how, I can't seem to understand it. And I would give all this and heaven too, I would give it all if only for a moment that I could just understand the meaning of the word you see, 'cause I've been scrawling it forever, but it never makes sense to me
Back In Town (Okay I don't know how to explain but I'm imagining Iago and Emilia alone on stage as he sings to her with very close choreography in a way that at a glance they could just be together but if you watch properly he's controlling her movements)
I'm back in town, why don't we go out? Let the rats spin around our feet, the full moon shines down on these dirty streets. Back in town, why don't we go out, to that ninth street diner? And carry on slowly, torturing each other
If you get spat on it's just your big city baptism, you're the star of the show. I'm back in town, why don't we go out and never go to sleep? Throw our dreams out, let them pile up on the streets
'Cause it's always the same. I came for the pleasure but I stayed, yes I stayed, for the pain
Falling (The Bianca vibes are undeniable, but also with the fallen from grace idea it has such potential to start as her singing and then gradually include more characters as it goes)
I've fallen out of favour and I've fallen from grace, fallen out of trees and I've fallen on my face. Fallen out of taxis, out of windows too, fell in your opinion when I fell in love with you
I could probably think of more if I put my mind to it but this is all for now, please add more if you think of any I'd love to see them!
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ghostlymarauder · 5 months
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Which Witch by Florence + The Machine is the greatest female rage and argue with the wall
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florence + the machine lyrics x colors x textiles in art – white
Ship to Wreck – How Big, How Blue, How Beautiful // Two Sisters – Berthe Morisot 🕊 Which Witch – How Big, How Blue, How Beautiful // Portrait of Adélaïde Binart– Marie-Geneviève Bouliard 🕊 Big God – High as Hope // Portrait of Stepanida Yakovleva – Ivan Vishnyakov
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spinninglightning · 6 months
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whenever i read fics i always end up thinkin of a song for the fic or like, th chapter and then i canr stop associating the fic w/ those songs
#i listen to sm fckn music tht all the songs end up bein wildly diff too#ong i cld make playlists for multi ch fics#*stares at electric rebels*#actually u know what#i will#here r some songs:#our song by matchbox twenty is (early ch) electric rebels treemina coded#butterfly by bts (song is abt the fear of losing a person and in electric rebels this is very much true#everyone has the fear of not only losing their lives but losing their family(+found) as well#time is very much sacred n stuff like that)#humming by turnover (thr lyrics “with you ill make it out alive” sold me on this one)#viva la vida by coldplay specifically for the capital students because of how disillusioned theyve become due to the games#and forming relationships w/ their tribute#really good examples are vipsania and hilarius#rhythm of love by plain white t's makes me think of all the good moments treech n lamina have had despite their circumstances#(its also just a them song in general)#young volcanoes by fall out boy for the tributes!!! it seems light a more lighthearted victory song almost?#a “we will persevere” thing but more full of complete happiness#think abt the scene of teslee mizzen n treech running down the hill in jubilation (obvs before shit went down)#would that i by hozier just makes me think of when treech first met lamina up in the tree#which witch by florence + the machine is definitely for vipsania just before & after the bombing (aspen too but to a lesser degree almost)#“whos a heretic now” “im miles away hes on my mind” yeahhhh#love grows (where my rosemary goes) by edison lighthouse is jst a rlly good treemina song#rousseau by nerina pallot is a good fpr one of the main questions in the fic “are we really born free?”#(no. theyre not they have to work for that freedom. rousseaus main theory specifically the idea of it works really well for this fic#and the hunger games in general)#the promise by when in rome seems to work especially for treech and how he interacts with the others#he always seems to make promises - that theyll live - that he wont leave - that hell take care of the living for the deceased#this ended up sm longer than intended i reached the TAG LIMIT#basil.txt
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