#you to/lucky lucky you cause i'm fortunes fool/such small words but they hit so huge'

[fabdante]

I was tagged by @thevampireauthoress (love u also) to share five songs I've been listening to lately (and I'm not going to put any Nirvana in it I promise)!

I scrounged by top songs of the month though I just kinda put one of my big playlists on shuffle when I'm at work these days and listen to whatever it gives me.

Creatures in Heaven by Glass Animals

Earth Death by Baths

Pg. 4 A Picture of Three Hedges by Julie

Wolf Like Me by TV on Radio

Free (One Day) by Narcy

Tagging: @derkem @destroyyaa @bigsister-watches @cainite-bite @ro-blaze @mocosa-media @neighborhoodlum and whomever else wants to do this!! (i love to see new songs so pls share!)

[bees-of-chaos]

"It tears through my head, does it haunt you too?

Never really said I loved you too

Lucky, lucky you 'cause I'm fortune's fool

Such small words but they hit so huge

I don't think I realise

Just how much I miss you sometimes

We were young and so in love

We were just creatures in Heaven

For a moment we were just

We were just creatures in Heaven"

[picture credit: NASA]

[spaceprincessem]

last day for robstar week and im pretty excited about this one. still set in that time of when the brotherhood of evil plot was going on. this is based around the song creatures in heaven by glass animals (which is such a good fucking song) and feels very much like a big robstar song so please go listen to it! also more robin angsat heh @robxstar

day 7 - playlist

it tears through my head, does it haunt you too?

never really said that i loved you, too

lucky, lucky you, 'cause i'm fortune's fool

such small words but they hit so huge

He’s almost there he’s almost there he’s almost there—

“You never said their tower shimmered.”

Robin’s hands come to rest gently at Starfire’s waist as he pulls away from the crook of her neck. There’s a mark in the shape of his teeth blooming beautifully against her tanned skin he desperately wants to trace with his tongue, but he tilts his head and looks out the small, attic window.

In the distance the Eiffel Tower is lit up in gold, sparkling against the Paris night sky. It’s memorizing to watch, even more so when Starfire is silhouetted in the light. She’s soft and warm beneath his touch, his fingers digging a little harder into her skin if only to hold onto this moment just a little bit longer.

He feels a little drunk.

Both from the champagne they bought and the taste of the alien space princess still hot and heavy on his tongue. 

It’s nearing three in the morning and their time is running out. Different missions on nearly opposite sides of the world hang over them like a cloud of doom. They were able to see each other only by chance and a little bit of luck and while Robin likes to follow rules when it comes to these sorts of things Starfire always seems to be the exception.

As soon as his ship lands his communicator is in his hand, the dial tone grating against his ears. 

It was a trap. 

All of their hard work — their sleepless nights and weeks apart — mean nothing now. The Brotherhood was always one step ahead, always lurking around the corner, and they were always going to beat Robin at his own game.

He has no one to blame but himself.

“Starfire,” his heart is in his throat, “are you okay?”

“I am,” she responds quickly, but slightly confused, “but I fear Argent is not.”

He waits for the rush of relief to wash over him, but it never comes. They are all in very real danger and he’s on an island in the middle of nowhere.

“Robin,” Starfire says after a moment, breath catching in her throat in the way it does when she’s nervous, “there is no one here.”

Stay where you are, I'm coming for you — is what he wants to say, but he never gets the chance. 

“I wish we had more time.” Starfire murmurs, finally looking away from the lights.

Her hands move to cup Robin’s face and he pulls her closer, the sheets falling into a messy pile around them. 

“It won’t be forever.” He says, has been saying the last couple of weeks.

Because they can’t keep living like this. It’s not good for them or any of the Titans. He knows they’re all ready to go home. He can see the light at the end of the tunnel and it’s the only thing getting him through the thought of leaving this tiny bed in an attic room in the middle of Paris with Starfire. 

“I know.”

Their foreheads touch, eyes fluttering close. 

They both have to go soon.

Robin thinks he should give them a better show. 

He should beat and pound at the glass until his knuckles are ravaged and his nails bleed. His blood should smear the prison they’ve put him in; a sign that he’s going to fight until the very end. 

Except, he’s alone right now. 

He can hear the fanfare going on through the wall and it won’t be long now, but he doesn’t really have the energy to give it his all, at least not until he’s out in the open. He’s always been a natural performer. 

Right now he lets himself fall apart.

He failed the Titans around the world. He failed his friends. He failed Raven and Cyborg and Beast Boy. He failed Starfire. And there’s some part of him, that deep aching part that lives right in the marrow of his bones, that tells him not to give up, but he’s tired. 

He lost.

Maybe he deserves this eternal punishment.

“I think I will be quite bored when all of you Titans are gone.”

Robin grits his teeth, hastily wiping at his eyes before Madame Rouge can see just how fragile he is. She waits for him to turn around, a knowing smile spreading across her face when he finally does. He’s surprised one of them has waited this long to gloat in private. He supposes the Brain wants a more public humiliation.

They don’t say anything for a while, the silence only broken by a chorus of insidious cheers from the other side of the wall. Robin’s not here to give her anything else, not that he has anything to lose anymore.

“She really was beautiful.” Madame Rouge says after another moment of heated silence. “Did you tell her that you loved her too?”

Robin’s jaw quivers with rage. 

This doesn’t belong to anyone but him and Starfire. 

He swallows back all his anger and hurt, but it doesn’t have anywhere else to go, so it sits like a weight in his stomach, threatening to drag him down to the core of the earth where he will vaporize into dust. 

“I love you,” Starfire says, kissing the corner of his mouth, “I love you.”

Robin kisses her back. He holds her tight and kisses her deeper, harder. The sweet taste of champagne mixes with the briny salt from the tears trekking down his face, but they don’t stop, they don’t stop.

“No?” Madame Rouge’s grin twists into something wicked. “Pity.”

She disappears before Robin can scream or fight or tell her to fuck off.

It’s not fair. It’s not fucking fair. Because he does love her. He loves her so much it terrifies him sometimes. It’s always been so dangerous to love another person like that and not just because they’re heroes. Robin knows grief; it follows him like a shadow. He knows what grief can reduce you to, the monster it can make you become.

But loving Starfire is worth it.

He loves her.

He loves her.

He watches her leave through the open window, their fingers intertwined until the very last second.

It’s not until the shimmer from the Eiffel Tower catches his eye does he realize he never said “I love you too.”

Robin closes his eyes, fate accepted.

He told them it wasn’t over. That he wasn’t giving up.

But he gave up the moment Starfire was gone.

I love you too.

[johnslittlespoon]

i was so excited to listen to glass animal's new song 'creatures in heaven' today and instead my heart has been ripped out because it's so awfully painfully fitting for our mota boys (i'm currently making an angsty heartache–y edit to it lol whoops) BUCKLE UP because i need to yell (and keep scrolling if lyric analysis/song fics aren't your thing <3)

also tumblr keeps screwing with the formatting ignore that pls lol

What do you think about when you think about love? I'm dumbstruck when you're tender, but It's three in the morning, be in the moment It tears through my head, does it haunt you too?

i mean, the imagery. pillow talk, sneaking off base before dawn, vulnerability and raw honesty laying side by side in a field, looking up at the stars and wondering which ones are the people they've lost looking down at them, every peaceful, happy moment laced with the knowledge that so many friends will never get to have another one.

You held me like my mother made me just for you You held me so close that I broke in two

fuck my life. dave bayley count your days. these lines are just so viscerally painful and stunning? john feeling like every core of his being was made to fit gale, like puzzle pieces slotting together, the gaps in his life filled the moment gale enters his orbit. both of them never having experienced being treated so gently and with so much reverence, feeling taken apart and put back together in each other's arms.

You pass through my head, does it haunt you too? Never really said that I loved you, too

heavy on the angst here because this reads like post–war john pov, filled with regrets but plastering on a smile as he watches gale marry someone who isn't him, aching to tell him how he feels but knowing it will only make a mess of things. and more than anything, he wants gale to be happy, and if that means staying quiet and loving him at arm's length, he can do that. but late at night he can't help but wonder if gale ever thinks about what could've been, if all the moments they shared haunt him too.

Lucky, lucky you, 'cause I'm fortune's fool Such small words but they hit so huge

this reminded me of gale's father and his gambling and how despite everything he falls in love with john, a gambling man. such small words (don't count on it) but they mean everything :(

I don't think I realize Just how much I miss you sometimes We were young and so in love

this hurts on SO MANY LEVELS. i immediately read this as curtbucky– john never gets time to grieve, everyone just has to keep trucking on. but sometimes late at night it hits him so hard he feels like he's drowning, realizing how empty of a space curt's left, how much he truly loved him, the first person to make him feel that way.

but also can be read as buckbucky, both of them properly feeling the emptiness of not being by each other's sides for the first time before they reunite at the stalag, maybe both having a feelings–realization moment when they're hit with how wrong everything feels when they're apart.

or, post–war, john aching for gale and wishing on everything that he can just fall out of love. he knew that it would be hard, going back home and going their separate ways, even with the promise to stay in contact, but it's so much harder than he ever could have imagined.

Three in the morning, safe inside Bury me here in your laundry pile

ouch ouch ouch. a few images: john seeking out one of gale's worn shirts after his plane goes down, falling asleep with it pressed to his chest in his bed. or john stealing one of gale's shirts before they all go back home post–war, shoving it to the bottom of his suitcase, sleeping with it every night despite the way his stomach turns, feeling hollowed out as the smell of him slowly fades away. or, john staying at gale and marge's house for the wedding, having a breakdown the night after, finding himself on the floor of their laundry room at three am, curling up in a pile of dirty laundry just to feel close to gale one last time before he goes home in the morning.

I don't see the point in a subtle romance Ten tonne heartache sitting on your back

john is so all or nothing with love; when he's in, he's in, barrelling full speed ahead, giving it all up for his person. maybe the secrecy when they first start seeing each other is okay at first, little midnight rendezvous, but he craves more, he wants a future with gale so badly, he wants a house and a wedding and kids and a dog and sitting side by side on a porch at eighty years old. but he knows that gale is giving him all that he can right now, and it's better than nothing, so even though he wants so much more, he'll settle.

Scared of the crack where the light comes through I'm only really me when I'm here with you

ughhh both of them being so scared to be really seen by someone that it's terrifying how quickly they grow close. that nauseating feeling you get right after opening up to someone for the first time, the feeling of holding your breath waiting for rejection– but it never comes. they accept each other with open arms and patience and unconditional love and they show each other what it's like to be able to be so fully unapologetically real with someone for the first time. a shell of themselves when they aren't together, like they're missing one half, and it's so obvious that everyone around can see it. they share the same name for a reason.

And it gets into your head like a cosmic zoom Coat on the door like an old space suit So long cowboy, you're so cool Cash in hand with a memory of you

okay, ngl this just made me think of john ditching his coat that gale hates– even in the heat of going up on a mission, it's still in his head, enough to go through the motion of swapping it out. so long cowboy just sounds like something sweet he and curt would've said to each other honestly; thinking about john saying it again when he looks up at the stars the night he finds out curt didn't make it.

cash in hand with a memory of you? come onnn it's literally the lucky deuce. may as well have just slapped that bit of the song behind the scene of gale going through his belongings when he makes it back to base, picking up the cash and thinking about his man. </3

–anyway! apologies for the word–vomit, sometimes i just get a song wedged into the front of my skull and i am paralyzed from doing anything else until i get my thoughts out about it. and it's truly such a gorgeous song, 10/10 recommend if you feel like crying, been listening to these guys for a decade now and they never disappoint.

literally gonna agonize over making an edit for this for hours to get the vision just right and would not be surprised if i end up writing a oneshot inspired by it lol i adore every song they've put out but this one just gripped me so strongly the moment i pulled up the lyrics with how perfectly it slotted into the mota–verse. <33

[pendraegon]

it tears through my head, does it haunt you too? diamonds in the dark in your old bedroom. you held me like my mother made me just for you. held me so close that i broke in two. it tears through my head, does it haunt you too? never really said that i loved you too. lucky, lucky you cause i'm fortune's fool. such small words but they hit so huge..

[bye-bye-bye-someone-in-the-sky]

It tears through my head, does it haunt you too?

Diamonds in the dark in your old bedroom

You held me like my mother made me just for you

You held me so close that I broke in two

It tears through my head, does it haunt you too?

Never really said that I loved you too

Lucky, lucky you 'cause I'm fortune's fool

Such small words but they hit so huge

[starcrossedspirit]

🎶 :D

Creatures In Heaven by Glass Animals

It tears through my head, does it haunt you too? Diamonds in the dark in your old bedroom You held me like my mother made me just for you Held me so close that I broke in two It tears through my head, does it haunt you too? Never really said that I loved you, too Lucky, lucky you, 'cause I'm fortune's fool Such small words but they hit so huge

Can we guess who it might be about? 😏

Ask Here!

[fauxvvounds]

ok so let's talk about ilysfm in a different context...

what's with the new Glass Animals songs being so Lokiuscore like you can read all of these lyrics from Loki's PoV and it will still MAKES sense when it comes to him unraveling his feelings for Mobius.

Firstly, lets talk about how these lines in Creatures in Heaven very much lines up to their relationship dynamics:

I don't think I realize Just how much I miss you sometimes For a moment, we were just We were just creatures in heaven

First point: Love even under separation. Very much readable as Loki regretting he never really realized how much he was in love with Mobius.

It tears through my head, does it haunt you too? Diamonds in the dark in your old bedroom You held me like my mother made me just for you Held me so close that I broke in two It tears through my head, does it haunt you too? Never really said that I loved you, too Lucky, lucky you, 'cause I'm fortune's fool Such small words but they hit so huge

Second point: YEAH LIKE UHMMM THIS JUST READS AS THE REASON WHY HE FELL FOR THIS ANAYLST SO BAD???

Secondly. about A Tear In Space...

You sit in my blood Maybe too much Never enough I am your dog I’m on your floor All that you want I like you like you like your drugs

Third point: "Control your little pet, Mobius."

Fear pulls you from my arms Its a reckless abandon One look and its all gone All the air from the bottom of my lungs / Object disappearance It’s a real phenomenon Forget me and I’m gone I’m slipping, no no no no no

Forth point: ITS LIKE "BRO ARE YOU SUGGESTING YOU DONT WANT HIM TO REMEMBER YOU BC IT'LL HURT HIM TO REMEMBER YOU? (EVEN THOUGH YOU KNOW IT HURTS YOURSELF WANTING MOBIUS TO FORGET YOU????????) WHAT ARE YOU AFRAID OF? FEAR OF EVERLASTING PAIN FROM THE MEMORIES YOU TWO HAVE MADE TOGETHER??"

Stretch me like leather rope Make me invisible Shape me into your form What are you waiting for?

Fifth point: ... do... do I need to say something about this? i'll let your imagination fill the gap for this one.

Conclusion: Dave Bayley is reading my mind and he's out for my blood oh god help me.

[surebabyholdback]

Three in the morning, be in the moment

Here in the moment, free in the moment

Three in the morning, over like that

Go slow-motion, cut it to black

'Cause it's merely a moment, here for a moment

Here is the moment, here for a moment

It tears through my head, does it haunt you too?

Diamonds in the dark in your old bedroom

You held me like my mother made me just for you

Held me so close that I broke in two

It tears through my head, does it haunt you too?

Never really said that I loved you, too

Lucky, lucky you, 'cause I'm fortune's fool

Such small words but they hit so huge

I don't think I realize

Just how much I miss you sometimes

We were young and so in love

We were just creatures in heaven

I don't think I realize

Just how much I miss you sometimes

For a moment, we were just

We were just creatures in heaven

I don't see the point in a subtle romance

Ten tons heartache sitting on your back

Scared of the crack where the light comes through

I'm only really me when I'm here with you

And it gets into your head like a cosmic zoom

Coat on the door like an old space suit

So long cowboy, you're so cool

Cash in hand with a memory of you