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Pedro Pascal Character Fic Recs | Vol 42

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Howdy Folks,

guess who's back! I don't know if I'm back to doing these consistently, but I have a hell of a list for y'all. Tags and summaries provided by the author, commentary provided by yours truly.

Mindfuck - Dave one shot by @whatsnewalycat

He said he could rattle the bees from your buzzing honeycomb brain. All you had to do was trust him with this power. So you did. And you do. Your valiant beekeeper meets you at this hotel every other Tuesday night, except on holidays.

Hypnotism, hypnosis-kink, Imperfect Praxis of Hypnosis, Humiliation, Implied/Referenced Cheating, Praise Kink, Smut, unprotected piv, D/s dynamic, Dom Dave, Mindfuck

One of the weirdest things I've ever read, but also one of the best. I was super into this. Mindfucking is WILD.... I'd read more of this universe in a heartbeat

Bittersweet Love - Dieter one shot by @ozarkthedog

Dieter is in recovery from drug addiction, the disease that cost him you. This is his first premiere after getting clean and his first one without you.

angst but with a happy ending! mentions of drug use and alcohol but nothing graphic.

This is such a sweet fic? That might be a weird way to describe it. I just love Dieter getting his shit together and all the good coming his way because of it.

Starlet - Dieter one shot by @whocaresstillthelouvre

Your husband has a big movie premiere, sure he looks great, but his co-star looks even better.

PWP, threesome, smut, fingering, oral (f receiving), lesbian fun, unprotected p in v sex, cum eating, addiction talk, sober Dieter, Kit Kats, I wrote this for the bi girls.

This fic is a dream, seriously. I want a hot movie star husband to bring pretty movie star women into my bed please and thank you.

Pas de Deux - Din series by @burntheedges

When Din Djarin – principal dancer at Concordia Ballet Company and generational talent in the classical style – suddenly left CBC and joined the Nevarro Ballet Theater mid-season, it shocked the ballet world. You never would have guessed that he would change your life, too.

modern AU, ballet AU, fluff, angst, flirting, dancing, lots of ballet terms (I’ll define things/link videos/etc. -- see below), misunderstandings, character study, romance, pet names (sweetheart, beautiful), lots of tension, later: smut, kissing, grinding, fingering, p-in-v sex, creampie, each chapter will have its own tags, Din lifts reader (see note below about reader)

This is one of the few modern Din AUs I've read, as I tend not to like them, but I can't recommend this enough. I was drawn in by the summary and hooked by the first chapter!

Never Let Me Go - Ezra one shot by @yopossum

Loving, reverent domestic smut with sweet, submissive Ezra.

SMUT; no plot that’s it just porn but with FEELINGS; sub!Ezra; established relationship; super duper in love; domestic fluff; comfort; gratuitous pet names; praise kink; body worship; body hair; grinding; breast and nipple play; teasing/edging if you squint; light bondage; riding; PIV; no condom (there’s come y’all); religious language and imagery as literary device; Ezra the human thesaurus; prose gettin purple; making grown men whine and cry; reader is not gendered, has breasts and a vulva/vagina, is described as having puffed nipples and dimpled thighs, can straddle Ezra, but no coloring, size, appearance, age, or ability is otherwise noted; Ezra is an amputee and healed and we love it (no gore or trauma or background re: his arm); but I did write this because I was watching Prospect without actually watching and was inspired by *~*those sounds*~* out of context tho; Beatrice is not reader’s name, just a nerdy Dante reference; I stole this title from Florence Welch; old person on tumblr; is this spacing wack?; not a beta in sight; 18+ only no minors

SUBMISSIVE EZRA!!! I loved this. Such a gorgeous fic.

Stick Buddies - Frankie series by @auteurdelabre

You and Frankie find yourselves in a complicated situation when invited to Benny's wedding for a week in Mexico. Despite your strained friendship, you both pretend to be a couple to save Frankie embarrassment when seeing his recently engaged ex wife. However as you navigate through this charade, old feelings and unresolved issues resurface.

friends to enemies, angst, fake relationship, bickering, there's only one bed, destination weddings, enemies to lovers, jealousy, idiots in love, revealed secrets, mutual pining, smut, HEA, so many fucking tropes.

friends to enemies to lovers??? Sign me the fuck up.

Where You Left Me - Frankie one shot by @chaotic-mystery

You meet Frankie for a date and reminisce about your relationship.

MAJOR character death. No movie AU but fuck Tom. This is overall angst heavy and please take care of yourself. Grief & loss, sadness, memories, I think that’s it? It’s just overall a bittersweet and tragically lovesick story. There’s no physical descriptions of reader other than wearing a black dress at one point and having hair that tickles Frankie’s nose. no y/n used

This shit made me cry in the best way. Please read this.

One of Your Girls - Frankie one shot by @pedropeach

unpacking some of frankie's old things leads to a revelation about his past. (OR to put it simply: frankie morales x triple frontier boys circle jerk)

Circle Jerk, Sub!Frankie, Bukkake, Facials, Cumplay, Cum Swallowing, frankie is literally a cum dumpster (and loves it), Praise Kink, Pet Names, Dirty Talk, oral (m receiving), Deepthroating, Cock Worship, Use of restraints, Sexy Photographs, Sharing, brief mentions of anal sex (m/m), for story purposes you are frankie's current gf, frankie x all the guys individually, this includes tom but he's not part of the circle jerk, sry tom

Really was not expecting this to be as tender and soft and sweet as it is considering it's one of the more filthy things I've ever read. Absolutely love it.

I'll Carry You - Javi P series by @almostfoxglove

You reunite with your childhood best friend when he arrives home from Colombia. Javier's sudden return to your life exhumes buried heartbreak, but he longs to set things right.

Eventual smut. Reference to canon-typical violence, injury, and the death of a parent. Plenty of alcohol consumption, yearning, and angst. YEARNING!!!

The yearning is exquisite. The fic is exquisite. I'm in love with this fic

Remorse for Remedy - Joel series by @pedgito

Alone, the Miller's brothers seem like your only hope. The outbreak is still fresh, weeks after the fall and all that matters is survival and the unlikely comfort that comes along with a man who wants nothing to do with you.

early outbreak, canon typical violence, morally grey!joel, smut (warnings given with each chapters), exploration of kinks, enemies to lovers, age gap (early 20s/mid 30s), unhealthy coping mechanisms, detailed warning with each chapter

I haven't ever read a series about Joel immediately post outbreak, which is wild. It's always raider!joel or qz!joel or jackson!joel. I love this new perspective and I'm so excited to read more.

Biology - Joel one shot by @endlessthxxghts

Joel hurt his back at work, so you've been helping him around the house until he heals.

able-bodied, female sex anatomy, and inherently fem!reader. No description of reader, everything is neutral (ex. “your bottoms,” “the curve of you” — nothing is specific in the way “you” are described). Age gap (reader early 20s, Joel in 50s). EXPLICIT MATERIAL PRESENT. HEED THE WARNINGS. WEIRD boundaries are crossed…you're not blood-related to Joel, but you were raised like you were. You call him “uncle.” Pet names (baby, darlin’, sweetheart, etc.). Pussy pronouns (she). Innocent touches until it isn't. Sexual tension galore. Slight dub-con. Icky Joel. Icky reader. Pussy grinding. Dirty talk. Slight degradation (“bitch” is used only once). Multiple orgasms. P in V unprotected. Reader is on top. Lots of teasing about the nature of yours and Joel’s relationship.

Well slap me silly and call me an uncle fucker because this fic was amazing. (they're not really related don't. look. at. ME.)

The Savage and the Sanctuary - Joel series by @justagalwhowrites

After the death of his daughter, Joel Miller fell apart. But when searching for answers at the bottom of a bottle and within his own rage doesn't fix it, he resigns himself to working for his brother in private security. It's a job that starts him down the path to stability and a semblance of a life, even if it's not one he particularly wants. At least it does until you show up. The biggest movie star in the world with your newly adopted niece in tow, you throw everything about Joel's life into flux. Is he capable of letting himself feel something again while protecting the only things left in the world that matter?

Protective Joel, Ellie & Joel Bonding, Joel is Bad at Feelings, POV Joel, Joel Needs a Hug, Alternate Universe - No Cordyceps Outbreak, Enemies to Lovers, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Slow Burn

So pumped for a new Kit fic. Super into bodyguard Joel. The angst right out the gate is so beautifully painful, I just know I'm gonna cry once a chapter at least. (i've only read one chapter, so I have some catching up to do!)

Professor's Pet - Joel one shot by @chaotic-mystery

Professor Miller wants you to teach the class tomorrow morning & you need help being less nervous. What if he’s the reason you’re nervous, though?

Age gap but not specified, power imbalance (professor x TA, reader stutters when nervous, academic weapon, teasing, fingering, one (1) pair of panties ripped to shreds, oral (f receiving), spitting, pussy slaps, praise kink, name calling (good girl, sweetheart, baby, smart girl), dirty talk, talking you through it, spanking, condescending a little bit, cum eating, face riding, nasty freaky kisses to share your cum, no use of y/n

I cannot begin to explain how hot him helping her practice is. And then the smut.... I need a shower

Call It What It Is - Joel one shot by @joelsgreys

A disagreement over patrol duty leads to declarations that have been long overdue.

JACKSON ERA JOEL. established relationship. HEFTY AGE GAP (reader is in her 20’s and joel is 56). ellie and joel are fine bc i said so and they deserve nothing less. reader handles a rifle, joel’s a little too overprotective and almost seems controlling, but i promise he is not. well, maybe just a smidge. arguing, admission of feelings, joel miller says i love you (yes this is ooc, no i do not care bc i need this old man to tell me he loves me). angst, fluff. quite a bit of side character interaction before we get to joel and reader in the second half. the only physical description of reader is that she is shorter than joel.

We love overprotective Joel in this house

The Guard Dog - Pero Tovar one shot by @avastrasposts

Sent to your uncle's bleak castle in the north of England, you expect only a dreary existence until you meet his groundskeeper, a scarred, frightening Spaniard. But love in the Victorian era is not easy and life doesn't follow straight paths.

this is mainly all fluff with a bit of angst. Some of that casual racism and predjudice of the period rears its ugly head though. I've tried to keep the reader as blank as possible, but it's Victorian England and she's a lady so I have to presume she doesn't speak Spanish and has fair skin. No use of y/n.

This was so beautiful. I love the setting, I love the characterization, I love the story

Bloody Kisses - Tim Rockford/Dio series by @perotovar

shane has been in denial about himself for a while. newly single and with the help of one of his favorite singers, he opens his eyes to a new venture he could possibly take: the cop he sees on a semi-regular basis, detective tim rockford.

takes place in the early 00s, age gap (shane is 23, tim is 40), internalized homophobia, hurtful names (fairy boy, faggot, queer as a slur, etc), a gay porn magazine, lots of references to peter steele of type o negative (and his playgirl issue), male masturbation, acab, angst, protected p in a, fingering, excessive amounts of lube

I started reading this a while ago, but I never added it to the spreadsheet. I'm in love with how soft Tim is with Dio UgH

In the shadows of others, we grow - Tim Rockford/Dave York series by @sin-djarin

What happens when you put two different areas of law enforcement in the same room a few times a year to atone for their 'sins'? You find common ground and figure it out. Together.

M/M, Established D/s dynamics, each chapter contains individual warnings.

This pairing?? Obsessed. The feelings?!?!? Give me 14 more fics in this universe PLEASE

An End to Drought - Javi P one shot by @almostfoxglove

The future of your family's homestead hangs in the balance as Javier Peña comes home in the middle of a drought.

Javier Peña Smut, Soft Javier Peña, Sweet Javier Peña, Javier Peña Has a Big Dick, Smut, Fluff and Smut, Fluff, Neighbors,Javier might be a god? who knows!, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Porn with Feelings, Penis In Vagina Sex, Oral Sex, Creampie, Sex, Vaginal Sex, unprotected piv, Freyr, References to Norse Religion & Lore, Post Season 3

I'm obsessed with the way the challenge was interpreted. Is Javi a god? We don't know... but he sure fucks like one.

Some shit I wrote:

Make it Hurt - Logan Howlett x f!mutant!reader - sparring + pain kink

Morning Ride - Logan Howlett x f!reader - soft morning sex

You're So Dark - Dave York x f!reader - prof!Dave x student!Reader

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taylorrepdetective · 10 months ago

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So much going on the last 24 hrs and sadly I have a job, but here are a couple of thoughts that probably will be irrelevant as more information appears 13 seconds from now:

I’m very intrigued by the double typewriter/desk/coffee set up and it suggest two people working together on this “project” whether it’s TTPD, the post-mortem examination, the legal case, or what have you. Whether or not they’ve been locked up together in a psych ward or if it represents something else. And since Taylor has often represented herself as two people, it could simply be two versions of herself (fits well with the delusional, split personalities stuff she’s referenced before), or it could be another person (her lover being the most obvious option.) It could be part of a music video where the other person is the collaborator (post Malone, Florence.) And even if so, it could be that that person simply represents someone else (herself or her lover for example.) Or none of the above. Lots of possibilities.

This secret message that is coming out one word at a time I will leave for others to puzzle out, but I was pleased to see it is ‘We’ hereby conduct… rather than “I” hereby conduct. As above, it leaves a couple of more interesting options of what we’ll see and hear. Is the ‘We’ the two versions of herself? Is the ‘We’ outside people (her audience? the public? Her enemies?) I like that it leaves space for those conducting the whatever-it-is, to be people other than herself or two versions of herself. If it’s a court proceeding type thing, or post-mortem examination, she could be the one being judged or examined (as well as her lover or someone else possibly - a co-conspirator.) Judged by herself or by others. More interesting this way imo. It would leave a lot more room for interpretation and her usual room for ambiguity and doubt about truth and what she is saying about herself, vs what others are saying about her, vs what she says and does publicly, vs what she says and does privately.

In short I am paying attention and yes, I am entertained!

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lovesongbracket · 2 years ago

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Reminder: Vote based on the song, not the artist or specific recording! The tracks referenced are the original artist, aside from a few rare cases where a cover is the most widely known.

Lyrics, videos, info, and notable covers under the cut. (Spotify playlist available in pinned post)

Somewhere Only We Know

Written By: Tim Rice-Oxley, Tom Chaplin & Richard Hughes

Artist: Keane

Released: 2004

“Somewhere Only We Know” is a song by English alternative rock band Keane, officially released as the lead single from their debut album Hopes and Fears. Keane lead vocalist Tim Rice-Oxley revealed in 2004 of the meaning of the song: “It’s about being able to draw strength from a place or experience you’ve shared with someone. I think it’s an idea a lot of people can relate to.”

[Verse 1] I walked across an empty land I knew the pathway like the back of my hand I felt the earth beneath my feet Sat by the river, and it made me complete [Pre-Chorus] Oh, simple thing, where have you gone? I'm getting old and I need something to rely on So tell me when you're gonna let me in I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin [Verse 2] I came across a fallen tree I felt the branches of it looking at me Is this the place we used to love? Is this the place that I've been dreaming of? [Pre-Chorus] Oh, simple thing, where have you gone? I'm getting old and I need something to rely on So tell me when you're gonna let me in I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin [Chorus] And if you have a minute, why don't we go Talk about it somewhere only we know? This could be the end of everything So why don't we go Somewhere only we know? Somewhere only we know? [Pre-Chorus] Oh, simple thing, where have you gone? I'm getting old and I need something to rely on So tell me when you're gonna let me in I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin [Chorus] And if you have a minute, why don't we go Talk about it somewhere only we know? This could be the end of everything So why don't we go? So why don't we go? Ooh-aah, oh [Outro] This could be the end of everything So why don't we go Somewhere only we know? Somewhere only we know Somewhere only we know

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Cosmic Love

Written By: Isabella Summers & Florence Welch

Artist: Florence + the Machine

Released: 2009

“Cosmic Love” has an ethereal yet somber sound, connoting a seemingly light-hearted approach to a melancholy subject. Welch told The Sunday Times that the song illustrates how being in love means “you give yourself up to the dark, to being blind.” Florence also described about its creation on the band’s webpage: “ “Cosmic Love” was a joke title, but it stuck. The most hungover I’ve ever been when writing a song. I went to [Isabella Summers’s] studio after having been to a party, and I was lying on the floor wanting to vomit. We were working really hard on a song and just trying to make this sh*t piano part work, and all of a sudden I hit on one note, and I’d got it. We wrote the whole song in ten minutes.”

[Verse 1] A falling star fell from your heart and landed in my eyes I screamed aloud, as it tore through them And now it's left me blind [Chorus] The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out You left me in the dark No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight In the shadow of your heart [Verse 2] And in the dark, I can hear your heartbeat I tried to find the sound But then it stopped, and I was in the darkness So darkness I became [Chorus] The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out You left me in the dark No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight In the shadow of your heart [Bridge] I took the stars from our eyes, and then I made a map And knew that somehow I could find my way back Then I heard your heart beating, you were in the darkness too So I stayed in the darkness with you [Chorus] The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out You left me in the dark No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight In the shadow of your heart [Chorus] The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out You left me in the dark No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight In the shadow of your heart

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#keane #somewhere only we know #florence + the machine #florence and the machine #florence welch #cosmic love #polls #poll tournament #poll bracket #tournament #bracket #lovesongbracket #round1

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whxtedreams · 8 months ago

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Hey darlin'! I'm doing some fun Pedro Scout activities this weekend and that includes literary questions! I love your fic those damn puppy eyes and am excited to create some of my own material referencing poetry and songs. What are some of your major writing points of inspiration?

Thank you! I'm so glad you enjoyed the fic!

Honestly, i find a lot of my work, if not all of it is inspired by music or another form of media. I can't watch a show or listen to something without wanting to write something inspired by it.

I recenetly watched the anime The Girl from the Other Side on Crunchyroll and I only got through the first episode before I knew i had to write a whole mini series based on the theme of it. This series also has a lot of Hero by David Kushner vibes to it too!

For A Poet's Love, i hadn't intended it to be a series where I bring inspiration from Rupi Kaur poetry for each part, but after the amount of love from Cookies as Payment, i deceided to create the little series. I have her bookset of poetry sitting on my desk where I write and I just flip through until I find one that fits with an idea or find one that inspires an idea? Idk honestly i've just been having a lot of fun with the series.

Lovesick in Jackson is based off Stardew Valley The Depths we Devour is based off Alone in the Dark/Resi Evil Psychopomp is based of the Hozier, abstract (psychopomp) Uncertain, Unknown is based off a video on tiktok I saw of someone falling into water lol And then the drabbles about being sick is just because I was sick lol

But for music, I tend to gain inspiration from the feeling a song or a line or two. I tend to listen to music that fits the overall mood of the fic i'm wriring too, to really get me in the mindset. Like for example, a WIP is witchy themed so i've been listening to a lot of Kiki Rockwell and florence and the machine for that fic.

I hope I answered your question!

#answered asks #Flora talks about writing

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yzeltia · 2 years ago

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The Last Year

Chapter 8: The Queen of Peace Characters: Y'zel Tia, Cirina Mol, Hien Rijin Rating: M Notes: Contains borrowed lines from "Body of Water" by Florence and the Machine that are referenced in Queen of Peace's music video. CW: Sexual Content

Another week had come and gone. Y’zel had followed the prince across the Steppe to find the Olkund tribe and then to reunite with the Mol. After being around the former’s massively tall tribesmen for a few days while Hien made a case for the herders to join in the gathering, he found the small reclusive tribe far more comforting. It helped that they didn’t fawn over him like the Olkund did, constantly petting at his head.

It helped that the Mol were much more personable too and didn’t treat him like an outsider, though he imagined that was perhaps Hien’s influence.

“Shun…” Y’zel thought to himself, laying over an overturned barrel while gazing out into the distance, letting the man’s name echo around in his head.

With the gathering coming soon, Hien had taken to leading hunting parties to gather food and other materials, leaving him behind. Since they’d had sex, Y’zel felt the other’s affection ebb and flow like the tide and he’d slowly felt himself drowning in his undertow. He couldn’t make out what the other was thinking, and despite trying to use his Echo to parse out the man’s feelings, he found little more than soundbites of the samurai discussing the women he’d been with among his friends.

If only he were consistent. He could understand if Hien just hadn’t been interested in him, but the prince seemed to warm up just as soon as Y’zel felt himself cool off. A random kiss goodnight, a random tackle in the middle of a field to roll around in the grass, and holding him while they slept. All things followed by an apology as soon as things danced on the precipice of becoming more.

Sighing, Y’zel arched his toes, making the barrel rock with him on it. There seemed to be little for him to do outside of wait now. He was sure to not do anything without consulting the Khutan, keeping with the traditions of the tribe. Her latest request had simply told him to just sit and wait for now. And so he obeyed.

“Hello, my new friend. Are you not enjoying yourself?”

Y’zel’s ears perked as the sweet voice of the Khutan’s granddaughter called out to him. Looking to her he swallowed then let his tail swish around behind him, “My apologies Miss Cirina, I am just unsure what to do with myself.”

“Well, then I bring you good news. We’re to go on a hunt of our own. The Sampati has come again and will threaten the path our guests might take to reach us.” Y’zel tilted his head, ears bouncing before flattening back, “Doesn’t…Doesn’t Sampati translate into… large duck?”

“It does. I assure you it is more terrifying than it sounds. As I understand it, you’re proficient with a bow. Grandmother believes the two of us will be sufficient to take it out of the sky and see that it doesn’t cause further harm on the Steppe.”

Y’zel sat up, giving a little nod before moving toward his and Hien’s tent to retrieve his bow.

“We’ve brought you some clothes for you to change into…Not to offend of course. Grandmother has asked though why you’ve been running around half-naked across the Steppe.”

The Miqo’te flushed, looking down at his disheveled yukata.

“This is how this outfit was sold to me and no one has said anything before.”

Cirina crossed an arm then rested her cheek upon her chin as the other started to change into the joi and leathers provided. Picking up his arm, he slung it over his shoulder with his quiver then motioned joyfully to the woman before tilting his head.

“Is something amiss?”

“Did we not provide enough provisions for your comfort?”

“I’m sorry?”

“Your bedding,” she pointed out, gesturing to the singular blanket strewn over two pillows.

Y’zel’s face pinkend, avoiding the woman’s gaze for a moment, “It has been sufficient for what we’re accustomed to.”

“Is it? Has Hien already taken up with you then,” Cirina asked before turning to wander out of the village with the other in tow.

“Already? What do you mean already?”

"Grandmother saw a vision of Hien wandering alone across a moonless night Steppe, on and on until he stumbled on a cat. He took the cat and continued to wander and as they continued on the moon rose and lit their path. Though we get our visions from the Elder Gods. to other Xalea, it might seem the Duskmother wished to bring you together. She is the Steppe’s god of love and war."

Y'zel flicked his tail side to side as he absorbed the information, blushing lightly. "A coincidence..,in Eorzea, our goddess of love is also associated with the moon and shares her domain with the goddess of war."

“Then perhaps in tandem they’ve worked to orchestrate your meeting.”

The Miqo’te stayed still for a moment, thinking on her words before hurrying to catch up.

“It was mentioned that your vision lead you to Shun…I mean Hien.”

Cirina nodded, surveying the land before answering as she continued forward, “Yes. Grandma had a vision of the aftermath of his rebellion and sent me to fetch him from the southern mountains. Once he was well, he made a home with us.”

Y’zel flattened his ears. “He doesn’t speak of it much. I’ve only gathered bits and pieces of my own. That he lost a lot of people he cared about, his mother especially. And that he longs to return home but fears the consequences of doing so.”

The Auri woman wandered on, looking back to ensure Y’zel was keeping up with her, extending her hand to help him up over a steep ledge. Once she was sure of his footing, she continued their trek forward before stopping in front of the Miqo’te.

“He lost his father too, during the rebellion. And many of his friends. Those that survived he must keep away from so that his presence won’t endanger them, and as far as most know, he perished with his dear father.”

Y’zel moved to hold himself, looking down. “Yet he would not tell me from his own lips.”

“To project an image of strength,” Cirina responded as behind her a great deathgaze spiraled up into the air behind her, “The Mol have taken him in, yet what is there to protect? We shy away from the other’s of the Steppe and largely find ourselves unbothered by our brethren.”

The Miqo’te drew his bow, barraging the Sampati with bullets before using the recoil to repel himself backward. Getting solid footing, he shifted, narrowing his eyes as he felt the wind on Steppe surround him. “Miss Cirina, stand back,” he ordered, loosing his arrow.

The arrowhead hit the creature, spinning and pecking wildly in a small whirlwind along the underside of its body while the Mol woman simply wandered back beside him, readying her own arrow. “You on the other hand are free to go where he goes. They say the Duskmother smiles on those who fight for the ones they love. That he might be your sword. That you might give him something to protect. His Words. Thoughts. Feelings. The Gods would see them yours should you stay at his side. Together, you and I, can give Hien a bit of what he’s lost,” she continued before firing off an arrow dipped in poison, letting it strike the creature’s wings and inject a violet poison into its veins.

Y’zel flushed then pulled a bell from his belt as he channeled his aether about him. He rang it loudly, causing the Sampati to screech in pain as his spinning arrow renewed its speed and the poison to pulse through the infected wing.

“Family, friends, love…” he whimpered, “Things I took for granted…He’s said as much before. He says eventually I’ll need to return,…How can I leave his side if he too needs me?”

Cirina and Y”zel parted away from one another as the creature spiraled down to rake its claws at them. They moved opposite one another, both firing an arrow into the creature’s side. It howled then grounded itself, slapping Y’zel with its tail and sending him skirting across the earth. Glowering, he took a knee then channeled his aether into an arrow bathed in light between the beast’s eyes, felling it.

Cirina looked to Y’zel then wandered over, offering her hand to help him to his feet.

“To give myself over to another…that’s all I’ve wanted really. To be out of my own and consumed by another. To swim inside the skin of my lover…to not have to breathe…to not have to think…”

“One cannot live only on love,” Cirina cooed, brushing her hand over Y’zel’s face to smudge off the dirt and a tear, “Salt water is no drink.”

The Miqo’te’s eyes widened a bit then rubbed his other eye before getting to his feet with a small laugh, “I’ve been simpering for so long. It will be a hard habit to break…”

Cirina smiled softly then let out a laugh before digging for her things for some rope. Y’zel held himself, looking out toward the setting sun, tail coiling around his leg. Once more he felt selfish, but now it felt mixed with a little frustration. “I should go to him then. Make it clear that I’ve…fallen in love with him. Bluntly.”

Y’zel’s ears perked as Cirina tied the rope around his waist then to the large beast behind them. Grimacing, he sighed then began to drag with her back toward the camp.

“I believe that would be wise to help with the ambiguity you feel between you, yes,” she huffed.

Both pulled at their hunt, dragging it back the way they came until they got close enough to camp for others to come and retrieve it. Tired, Y’zel fluttered his ears to show appreciation for the outing, then wandered into the encampment. The others had returned from the hunt and had rancorously assembled around the fire, sharing airag between them.

“Little Cat! Where have you been,” Hien greeted, pulling the other down beside him in a headlock.

Y’zel blushed deeply, trapped under the other’s arm.

“Sh-Shun! Let me go! You’re all sweaty” he squeaked, squirming lightly before wiggling his ears to tickle the man’s pit enough to get him to free him, “I went out with Miss Cirina to take care of a mark that had shown up.”

“A mark? Did a little Halgai show up nearby?”

The Miqo’te shook his head, gesturing to the Sampati as it was hauled up by the Mol to be placed with the rest of the day’s hunts. Hien shook his head a little and blinked, before looking back to Y’zel as he sat up properly.

“That thing? Just the two of you?”

“Yes. It sent me for a little tumble at the end, but it was little match for our arrows,” he assured the other before finding a small cup of the white drink placed before him,

“Then you’ve earned yourself a drink,” Hien cheered, “My little cat has brought in a big gift today!”

Y’zel pushed the drink back toward Hien, “I think I’ll celebrate with some rest. I prefer my milk to not be…bubbly.”

Hien shrugged then took the drink for himself, returning to the conversation he was in before Y’zel joined him. Tail flicking about, he rose up then leaned in close to the samurai’s ear, lips against it, “I’m going to lie down. Don’t stay up too long.”

With that, he stood then flicked his tail to rub underneath the other’s chin and sauntered off, leaving Hien to turn red and rub at his ear. Returning to their tent, Y’zel put away his bow and quiver then slipped out of the clothes Cirinia had given him until standing bare. Seeing their mess of blankets on the ground, he flopped down then nuzzled affectionately into Hien’s pillow.

As he settled in, the prince entered, pulling off his kote while kicking off his kyahan by the entrance. Stumbling on Y’zel naked and laying overtop their bedding, he paused, loosening his dogi, rolling it off his shoulders before unlacing his kyakui.

“Overheating,” he asked.

Y’zel shifted his legs, shifting to away from the other, tail wrapping his waist as he looked back over his shoulder. “Perrrhaps. Or just waiting for you to get settled.”

“Y’zel…,” the prince mumbled, cheeks red as he lowered his kyakui.

The Miqo’te ate up the sight of the other’s rippling form, eyes following the man’s trail from his chest down to his straining fudoshi. Intimacy. Y’zel felt that it was the easiest path to get his feelings out. At least it would be harder for Hien to resist, or so he hoped.

“Hold me, Shun?”

The prince obliged, lowering to his knees before slipping up beside the Y’zel’s body, hand rubbing on his waist before slipping up and around his chest. The Miqo’te purred a little, feeling Hien press against him from behind, swollen length poking at the base of his tail.

“I thought I was too sweaty,” Hien mumbled, groping for their blanket to toss over them.

“I just didn’t want you to get my new joi all sticky…I don’t mind when we’re like this,” Y’zel hummed, rolling his hips back to tease the other, earning a soft curse from the Hyur.

“Y’zel, I-”

“Zel.”

“What?” Hien panted, pressing in closer.

“When you’rrre not calling me Little Cat, you should call me Zel,” the Miqo’te cooed, reaching his arm back to pull the other’s head down until he felt the man’s breath on his ear, “Those on more friendly or intimate terms don’t use the tribal honorific. Especially lovers. So, Zel.”

“Little cat…,” Hien panted in frustration.

“Shun” he cooed, parting his legs to reach between them and pull Hien’s tent between his thighs. Y’zel moaned out as Hien tightened his arm around him, the man’s hips eagerly moving in the enclosed space, pushing the Miqo’te small orbs around. He turned his head, kissing on the prince’s bearded chin before earning a direct embrace. Hien’s tongue struck out over his own, wrestling it down as they rocked their bodies together.

Lips parting, Y’zel purred louder, squeezing his thighs together around Hien’s length, milking it through his increasingly wet undercloth. His ears affectionately fluttered on the man’s neck as he let out a small desperate pant.

“Zel…I shouldn’t…,” the prince whispered, hand running down the Miqo’te’s stomach before seizing his length, stroking him deliberately despite the hesitation.

Y’zel moaned, pushing into the man’s fists while rolling his hips in little circles, continuing to tease the man’s length before reaching down to free him, letting the other’s bare tip push up against the underside of his gilpurse. His hand gripped at the other’s ponytail, claws tearing the ribbon around it and letting Hien’s hair fall free about them. Finding himself getting too noisy, he pulled the man back down into another kiss.

The prince returned the embrace, fist twisting around the smaller length in his hand. His hips slipped back, freeing himself from between Y’zel’s pale thighs before slipping his cock against his crevasse. The Miqo’te broke the kiss as he felt the man frot against his entrance, shaking his head so that their noses gently rubbed upon one another.

“You can’t claim me…not yet…” Y’zel whispered, still rolling his hips into the other’s fist while doing his best to stimulate the man’s length trapped against him.

Hien covered pleading whine with a grunt, rolling on top of his companion. Y’zel moaned, hiking his hips up into the prince’s cock, feeling him wantonly grind against his exposed entrance. His own length flexed in the man’s hand, dribbling between his fingers. The man’s weight upon him, he started to squirm, ears folding back, feeling himself start to shake.

“Wait…I’m…Shun!”

Crying out, Y’zel started to cum into the man’s palm, trembling as the man’s fist increased in speed, helped by the increased slickness. He buried his face in the blankets as he was overcome with embarrassment, trying to stifle his noises as the man’s hips started to collide into his own.

“Zel…Zel…” Hien groaned out.

The Miqo’te shook his head, hips jerking as the man didn’t stop attending to his spent length. Soon he felt a searing strips of warmth spread out over the small of his back before rolling down onto his shoulders. Y’zel felt Hien become still, save for the slight twitching against his exposed hole then pulled back slowly.

“Sit still for a moment,” the prince ordered.

“Okay…”

He obeyed, remaining still with his hips raised, combined mess dripping off of him. Hien returned with a wet cloth, gently rubbing it along his back then down back over his hips and thighs until Y’zel found himself letting off light purrs at the tender care from the other. The man flipped him over carefully, letting the Miqo’te spread out under his touch.

Reaching out, Y’zel put his arms around the other and brought him down on top of him, kissing on his clavicle and up his neck. He idly began to play with Hien’s long black hair, not letting the other easily escape his pull.

“Have you been lonely while I’ve been off hunting these past few days,” Hien cooed, laying down at Y’zel’s side.

“A little…but, that’s, little to do with anything. Shun, I…” he started.

The prince kissed the other, stopping him in hesitation. Y’zel frowned as Hien moved to get himself comfortable.

“I shall bring you along tomorrow then. I dare say you’ve impressed the Mol with your mark today. They won’t soon see you sit out the next venture. The Dzo on this side of the Steppe really put up quite the fight. In all honesty, we could really use the ranged support.”

“Right…”

Y’zel turned, shying away from Hien for a moment as Hyur put his arm behind his head as he went on about the day's hunt. He hadn’t been sure what to expect, but it seemed the prince was set to move on from what just had happened between them again. The words lingered on Y’zel’s tongue, yet he didn’t speak them, silenced by the continued informality.

#hien rijin x wol #hien rijin #y'zel tia #cirina mol #final fantasy xiv #ffxiv #the lost year

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Tortured Poets Department Album Thoughts:

**Note for Tumblr: these were originally sent to my sister through the notes app on my phone. These message are directed at her, but my mom thought I should share them here. Here ya go!

Fortnight: scared me, don’t like it. You probably like it cuz it’s akin to “No Body No Crime”. Edit: after watching the music video, I like the song now.

TPD: made me laugh, very good. My second favorite on the album.

My Boy: made me say “Jesus Christ” several times. Wtf.

Down Bad: no thoughts on this one, kinda zoned out oops

So Long, London: thought this was gonna be a fun song like “ha ha, suck it Joe.” it was not. Sadder than I expected?? You can really see how heavily it ties into “You’re Losing Me”.

But Daddy ILH: also very sad. The title makes me think of “The Little Mermaid”.

Fresh Out The Slammer: I like this one. It’s got nice lofi vibes.

Florida!!!: I was surprised to see Florence on this as a collaborator, I really dig it, very good song! My favorite on the album, probably not surprising.

Guilty as Sin: very chill, I could fall asleep to this, I dig it. I also need to look at Genius Lyrics cuz I don’t know what he’s “writing on her thigh.”

Little Old Me: It’s giving “My Tears Ricochet” energy. Classic Taylor revenge-ish song. Also kind of scary. Like she’s a banshee or something (not in the way she sings, but the visuals. Scary ghost.)

I Can Fix Him: title makes me laugh, not sure how to feel about the song itself. I just don’t know.

Loml: title also makes me laugh, the piano is giving church music. I feel like I’m supposed to be falling asleep in a pew during mass.

Broken Heart: it’s giving Olivia Rodrigo “Guts” vibes. Jeez. Also a very sarcastic song. This’ll probably be a bop in your daily rotation of music. 🤣

Smallest Man: she is going for the throat in this song, holy shit. Was Joe a drug addict or was that just a really heavy-handed metaphor?? Also I guess we know now why that song was called “Cruel Summer”. Jesus h Christ.

Alchemy: Damn. <— main reaction from me. Also I feel like she’s kinda referencing the “You Belong With Me” video with all the talk of signs and whatnot.

Clara Bow: I need to google if a Clara Bow is a type of plant. Was not understanding it. Also got jump-scared in the last chorus by Taylor saying her own name, lol. Feels like this song is her talking to her younger self?? Idk…. Okay, I just googled it and apparently Clara Bow was hugely famous silent film/film-with-sound actress during the Jazz Age. I think the line directly after about a freshly picked rose made me think “Clara Bow” was a type of plant.

#tpd album #the tortured poets department #Taylor swift #Liv talks

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THE SPENCER-STANHOPE FAMILY

The Spencer-Stanhope family owned cannon hall for over 200 years, and it was passed down through many generations of Spencers and Spencer-Stanhopes throughout the years until, in the 1950s, it was made into a museum as the upkeep was too high for the latest owner.

They began living at Cannon Hall in the mid-17th century and were very popular in the art world due to their ties to John Rohdham Spencer Stanhope, who was the son of John Spencer Stanhope, who owned Cannon Hall.

John Rohdham Spencer Stanhope had a rich ansestory and maternal relations to the 1st Earl of Lester, as well as other artist collections. He travelled around Greece in the early years of his life and enjoyed classical antiquarian music; however, John did not inherit Cannon Hall like his older brother Walter did. This was good for John, as he didn't long for that life. With this, he had the freedom to pursue his art further and create a great legacy for himself, beside his family legacy of Cannon Hall.

this painting below is called robins of the modern time and was painted by john in 1860.

This painting above is one made by john which is beautiful this was painted in 1877.

john unfortunately died in Florence Italy in 1908 at the age of 79 where he had moved to do his art work.

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This video talks about the Spencer-Stanhope family's disapproval of John's free life away from the upper class, along with his art displayed at his family home in Cannon Hall.

John Spencer made many changes to the property of Cannon Hall, such as the library, now named John Spencer Library, along with many other rooms he added.

https://artuk.org/discover/curations/when-spencer-met-stanhope-family-portraits-at-cannon-hall-museum/template/storyline

this website shows paintings of most of the family members related to cannon hall and talks about who they were and what they did.

FAMILY CREST

This is the Spencer Stanhope family crest for Cannon Hall, which is rich in history. It was created for Walter of Cannon Hall and was passed down through generations. There were most likely a lot of other crests used. and this crest stands for God defending the night.

HARVARD REFERENCING

(arrange alphabetically by the authors' surnames)

Barnsley museums. (.). society life- the spencer stanhope family. [Online]. Barnsley museums. Last Updated: .. Available at: https://barnsleymuseums.art.blog/2022/08/17/society-life-the-spencer-stanhope-family/ [Accessed 9 March 2024].

Barnsley museums. (2022). De morgaan @ cannon hall - "John Roddam Spencer Stanhope: The Painter of Dreams". [Online]. Youtube. Last Updated: 28th september. Available at: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uxH92urcaq0 [Accessed 9 March 2024].

natalie murray. (.). when spencer meets stanhop; family portraits at cannon hall museum. [Online]. ART uk. Last Updated: .. Available at: https://artuk.org/discover/curations/when-spencer-met-stanhope-family-portraits-at-cannon-hall-museu [Accessed 9 March 2024].

family crest finder. (.). spencer stanhope family crest. [Online]. my family silver. Last Updated: .. Available at: https://www.myfamilysilver.com/pages/crestfinder-crest.aspx?id=176013&name=Spencer-Stanhope [Accessed 9 March 2024].

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“We’ll dance again,” Harry Styles coos, the Los Angeles sunshine peeking through his pandemic-shaggy hair just so. The singer, songwriter and actor — beloved and critically acclaimed thanks to his life-affirming year-old album, “Fine Line” — is lamenting that his Variety Hitmaker of the Year cover conversation has to be conducted over Zoom rather than in person. Even via videoconference, the Brit is effortlessly charming, as anyone who’s come within earshot of him would attest, but it quickly becomes clear that beneath that genial smile is a well-honed media strategy.

To wit: In an interview that appears a few days later announcing his investment in a new arena in his native Manchester (more on that in a bit), he repeats the refrain — “There will be a time we dance again”— referencing a much-needed return to live music and the promise of some 4,000 jobs for residents.

None of which is to suggest that Styles, 26, phones it in for interviews. Quite the opposite: He does very few, conceivably to give more of himself and not cheapen what is out there and also to use the publicity opportunity to indulge his other interests, like fashion. (Last month Styles became the first male to grace the cover of Vogue solo.) Still, it stings a little that a waltz with the former One Direction member may not come to pass on this album cycle — curse you, coronavirus.

Styles’ isolation has coincided with his maturation as an artist, a thespian and a person. With “Fine Line,” he’s proved himself a skilled lyricist with a tremendous ear for harmony and melody. In preparing for his role in Olivia Wilde’s period thriller “Don’t Worry Darling,” which is shooting outside Palm Springs, he found an outlet for expression in interpreting words on a page. And for the first time, he’s using his megaphone to speak out about social justice — inspired by the outpouring of support for Black people around the world following the death of George Floyd at the hands of Minneapolis police in May.

Styles has spent much of the past nine months at home in London, where life has slowed considerably. The time has allowed him to ponder such heady issues as his purpose on the earth. “It’s been a pause that I don’t know if I would have otherwise taken,” says Styles. “I think it’s been pretty good for me to have a kind of stop, to look and think about what it actually means to be an artist, what it means to do what we do and why we do it. I lean into moments like this — moments of uncertainty.”

In truth, while Styles has largely been keeping a low profile — his Love On Tour, due to kick off on April 15, was postponed in late March and is now scheduled to launch in February 2021 (whether it actually will remains to be seen) — his music has not. This is especially true in the U.S., where he’s notched two hit singles, “Adore You,” the second-most-played song at radio in 2020, and “Watermelon Sugar” (No. 22 on Variety’s year-end Hitmakers chart), with a third, “Golden,” already cresting the top 20 on the pop format. The massive cross-platform success of these songs means Styles has finally and decisively broken into the American market, maneuvering its web of gatekeepers to accumulate 6.2 million consumption units and rising.

Why do these particular songs resonate in 2020? Styles doesn’t have the faintest idea. While he acknowledges a “nursery rhyme” feel to “Watermelon Sugar” with its earwormy loop of a chorus, that’s about as much insight as he can offer. His longtime collaborator and friend Tom Hull, also known as the producer Kid Harpoon, offers this take: “There’s a lot of amazing things about that song, but what really stands out is the lyric. It’s not trying to hide or be clever. The simplicity of watermelon … there’s such a joy in it, [which] is a massive part of that song’s success.” Also, his kids love it. “I’ve never had a song connect with children in this way,” says Hull, whose credits include tunes by Shawn Mendes, Florence and the Machine and Calvin Harris. “I get sent videos all the time from friends of their kids singing. I have a 3-year-old and an 8-year-old, and they listen to it.”

Styles is quick to note that he doesn’t chase pop appeal when crafting songs. In fact, the times when he pondered or approved a purposeful tweak, like on his self-titled 2017 debut, still gnaw at him. “I love that album so much because it represents such a time in my life, but when I listen to it — sonically and lyrically, especially — I can hear places where I was playing it safe,” he says. “I was scared to get it wrong.”

#harry styles #variety20 #dec20

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ReWritten Cuddles

-Basic info-

Name: Cuddles Jaden Lepus

Age: Around 22

Height: 4'10

Pronouns: He/Him

-Family-

Cuddles Jaden Lepus is a member of the Lepus family line. He comes from a wealthy family of 10 kids; 7 brothers and 3 sisters.

Brothers: Chante, Florence, Manav, Keiron, Clive, Darien, Ciaran

Sisters: Falak, Maddox, Eren

He has a heavily dislike for his parents because they focused more on his other sibling than him. He was often overlooked by them because of his interests and passed by for his epilepsy (referencing that one HTF video).

He has no true family members he likes because they are all stuck ups that think he shouldn't have ruined the family name.

-Romantic Relationships and sexuality-

Cuddles is a pansexual polyamorist male cottontail rabbit. He is in a relationship with 2 people and enjoys being both with them.

Giggles Mora- Giggles was his first girlfriend that he dated after highschool and is happily staying like that. Giggles doesn't want to get married and stay with one spouse so she stays dating and Cuddles is okay with it. She is also in a relationship with his best friend Toothy.

Shifty Duval- Shifty was Cuddles first lover that he dated back in highschool. Due to events that were on Shifty's side they broke up and didn't see each other until 1995 in Tree Ville when Shifty and his brother robbed the bank. It was a few years before Cuddles had to watch over Shifty when Lifty decided to leave him. They grew close again and started dating. Shifty knows about Cuddles and Giggles relationship and does get jealous of it a bit but Cuddles reassures him that he wont abandon the racoon.

-Relationships with other Characters-

Most of the relationships he has are mostly positive except for his band mates who he treats as family:

Flaky

Petunia

Handy

Others that he treats like family are his close friends that he's known for a while or can relate to:

Toothy

Russell

People he doesn't like would be those that made bad impressions with him:

Disco

-Other Info-

This version of Cuddles does not do accidental murder most of the time. He commits crimes with Toothy under different aliases. Cuddles goes under the name Killer Rabbit but the people often call him Sad Face because of his mask and symbol used to mark where he has killed. He kills by either arson or stabbing. Luckily he only kills those two deserve it unlike Toothy.

Since he is killed the most he is mostly unaware of his injuries when he sustains them. Most likely he'll walk around with a hole in his chest until dropping dead mid walk.

Him staying in pjs all day is due to him not having enough energy to wake up, get dressed, and possibly die by stepping outside. He sees there is no use so he wears his pjs and bunny slippers all day.

#htf cuddles #cuddles htf #htf headcanons #character rewrite #happy tree friends #happy tree friends headcanons

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Variety’s Grammy-nominated Hitmaker of the Year goes deep on the music industry, the great pause and finding his own muses.

Contemporary effects and on-trend beats hardly factor into Styles’ decision-making. He likes to focus on feelings — his own and his followers’ — and see himself on the other side of the velvet rope, an important distinction in his view. “People within [the industry] feel like they operate on a higher level of listening, and I like to make music from the point of being a fan of music,” Styles says. “Fans are the best A&R.”

This from someone who’s had free rein to pursue every musical whim, and hand in the album of his dreams in the form of “Fine Line.” Chart success makes it all the sweeter, but Styles insists that writing “for the right reasons” supersedes any commercial considerations. “There’s no part that feels, eh, icky — like it was made in the lab,” he says.

Styles has experience in this realm. As a graduate of the U.K. competition series “The X Factor,” where he and four other auditionees — Niall Horan, Zayn Malik, Liam Payne and Louis Tomlinson — were singled out by show creator and star judge Simon Cowell to conjoin as One Direction, he’s seen how the prefab pop machine works up close. The One Direction oeuvre, which counts some 42 million albums sold worldwide, includes songs written with such established hitmakers as Ryan Tedder, Savan Kotecha and Teddy Geiger. Being a studious, insatiable observer, Styles took it all in.

“I learned so much,” he says of the experience. “When we were in the band, I used to try and write with as many different people as I could. I wanted to practice — and I wrote a lot of bad shit.”

His bandmates also benefited from the pop star boot camp. The proof is in the relatively seamless solo transitions of at least three of its members — Payne, Malik and Horan in addition to Styles — each of whom has landed hit singles on charts in the U.K., the U.S. and beyond.

This departs from the typical trajectories of boy bands including New Kids on the Block and ’N Sync, which have all pro ered a star frontman. The thinking for decades was that a record company would be lucky to have one breakout solo career among the bunch.

Styles has plainly thought about this.

“When you look at the history of people coming out of bands and starting solo careers, they feel this need to apologize for being in the band. ‘Don’t worry, everyone, that wasn’t me! Now I get to do what I really want to do.’ But we loved being in the band,” he says. “I think there’s a wont to pit people against each other. And I think it’s never been about that for us. It’s about a next step in evolution. The fact that we’ve all achieved different things outside of the band says a lot about how hard we worked in it.”

Indeed, during the five-ish years that One Direction existed, Styles’ schedule involved the sort of nonstop international jet-setting that few get to see in a lifetime, never mind their teenage years. Between 2011 and 2015, One Direction’s tours pulled in north of $631 million in gross ticket sales, according to concert trade Pollstar, and the band was selling out stadiums worldwide by the time it entered its extended hiatus. Styles, too, had built up to playing arenas as a solo artist, engaging audiences with his colorful stage wear and banter and left-of-center choices for opening acts (a pre-Grammy-haul Kacey Musgraves in 2018; indie darlings King Princess and Jenny Lewis for his rescheduled 2021 run).

Stages of all sizes feel like home to Styles. He grew up in a suburb of Manchester, ground zero for some of the biggest British acts of the 1980s and ’90s, including Joy Division, New Order, the Smiths and Oasis, the latter of which broke the same year Styles was born. His parents were also music lovers. Styles’ father fed him a balanced diet of the Beatles, Fleetwood Mac, the Rolling Stones and Queen, while Mum was a fan of Shania Twain, Norah Jones and Savage Garden. “They’re all great melody writers,” says Styles of the acts’ musical throughline.

Stevie Nicks, who in the past has described “Fine Line” as Styles’ “Rumours,” referencing the Fleetwood Mac 1977 classic, sees him as a kindred spirit. “Harry writes and sings his songs about real experiences that seemingly happened yesterday,” she tells Variety. “He taps into real life. He doesn’t make up stories. He tells the truth, and that is what I do. ‘Fine Line’ has been my favorite record since it came out. It is his ‘Rumours.’ I told him that in a note on December 13, 2019 before he went on stage to play the ‘Fine Line’ album at the Forum. We cried. He sang those songs like he had sung them a thousand times. That’s a great songwriter and a great performer.”

“Harry’s playing and writing is instinctual,” adds Jonathan Wilson, a friend and peer who’s advised Styles on backing and session musicians. “He understands history and where to take the torch. You can see the thread of great British performers — from Bolan to Bowie — in his music.”

Also shaping his musical DNA was Manchester itself, the site of a 23,500-seat arena, dubbed Co-op Live, for which Styles is an investor and adviser. Oak View Group, a company specializing in live entertainment and global sports that was founded by Tim Leiweke and Irving Azoff in 2015 (Jeffrey Azoff, Irving’s son, represents Styles at Full Stop Management), is leading the effort to construct the venue. The project gained planning approval in September and is set to open in 2023, with its arrival representing a £350 million ($455 million) investment in the city. (Worth noting: Manchester is already home to an arena — the site of a 2017 bombing outside an Ariana Grande concert — and a football stadium, where One Love Manchester, an all-star benefit show to raise money for victims of the terrorist attack, took place.)

“I went to my first shows in Manchester,” Styles says of concerts paid for with money earned delivering newspapers for a supermarket called the Co-op. “My friends and I would go in on weekends. There’s so many amazing small venues, and music is such a massive part of the city. I think Manchester deserves it. It feels like a full-circle, coming-home thing to be doing this and to be able to give any kind of input. I’m incredibly proud. Hopefully they’ll let me play there at some point.”

Though Styles has owned properties in Los Angeles, his base for the foreseeable future is London. “I feel like my relationship with L.A. has changed a lot,” he explains. “I’ve kind of accepted that I don’t have to live here anymore; for a while I felt like I was supposed to. Like it meant things were going well. This happened, then you move to L.A.! But I don’t really want to.”

Is it any wonder? Between COVID and the turmoil in the U.S. spurred by the presidential election, Styles, like some 79 million American voters, is recovering from sticker shock over the bill of goods sold to them by the concept of democracy. “In general, as people, there’s a lack of empathy,” he observes. “We found this place that’s so divisive. We just don’t listen to each other anymore. And that’s quite scary.”

That belief prompted Styles to speak out publicly in the wake of George Floyd’s death. As protests in support of Black Lives Matter took to streets all over the world, for Styles, it triggered a period of introspection, as marked by an Instagram message (liked by 2.7 million users and counting) in which he declared: “I do things every day without fear, because I am privileged, and I am privileged every day because I am white. … Being not racist is not enough, we must be anti racist. Social change is enacted when a society mobilizes. I stand in solidarity with all of those protesting. I’m donating to help post bail for arrested organizers. Look inwards, educate yourself and others. LISTEN, READ, SHARE, DONATE and VOTE. ENOUGH IS ENOUGH. BLACK LIVES MATTER.”

“Talking about race can be really uncomfortable for everyone,” Styles elaborates. “I had a realization that my own comfort in the conversation has nothing to do with the problem — like that’s not enough of a reason to not have a conversation. Looking back, I don’t think I’ve been outspoken enough in the past. Using that feeling has pushed me forward to being open and ready to learn. … How can I ensure from my side that in 20 years, the right things are still being done and the right people are getting the right opportunities? That it’s not a passing thing?”

His own record company — and corporate parent Sony Music Group, whose chairman, Rob Stringer, signed Styles in 2016 — has been grappling with these same questions as the industry has faced its own reckoning with race. At issue: inequality among the upper ranks (an oft-cited statistic: popular music is 80% Black, but the music business is 80% white); contracts rooted in a decades-old system that many say is set up to take advantage of artists, Black artists more unfairly than white; and the call for a return of master rights, an ownership model that is at the core of the business.

Styles acknowledges the fundamental imbalance in how a major label deal is structured — the record company takes on the financial risk while the artist is made to recoup money spent on the project before the act is considered profitable and earning royalties (typically at a 15% to 18% rate for the artist, while the label keeps and disburses the rest). “Historically, I can’t think of any industry that’s benefited more off of Black culture than music,” he says. “There are discussions that need to happen about this long history of not being paid fairly. It’s a time for listening, and hopefully, people will come out humbled, educated and willing to learn and change.”

By all accounts, Styles is a voracious reader, a movie lover and an aesthete. He stays in shape by adhering to a strict daily exercise routine. “I tried to keep up but didn’t last more than two weeks,” says Hull, Styles’ producer, with a laugh. “The discipline is terrifying.”

Of course, with the fashion world beckoning — Styles recently appeared in a film series for Gucci’s new collection that was co-directed by the fashion house’s creative director, Alessandro Michele, and Oscar winner Gus Van Sant — and a movie that’s set in the 1950s, maintaining that physique is part of the job. And he’s no stranger to visual continuity after appearing in Christopher Nolan’s epic “Dunkirk” and having to return to set for reshoots; his hair, which needed to be cut back to its circa 1940 form, is a constant topic of conversation among fans. This time, it’s the ink that poses a challenge. By Styles’ tally, he’s up to 60 tattoos, which require an hour in the makeup chair to cover up. “It’s the only time I really regret getting tattooed,” he says.

He shows no regret, however, when it comes to stylistic choices overall, and takes pride in his gender-agnostic portfolio, which includes wearing a Gucci dress on that Vogue cover— an image that incited conservative pundit Candace Owens to plead publicly to “bring back manly men.” In Styles’ view: “To not wear [something] because it’s females’ clothing, you shut out a whole world of great clothes. And I think what’s exciting about right now is you can wear what you like. It doesn’t have to be X or Y. Those lines are becoming more and more blurred.”

But acclaim, if you can believe it, is not top of mind for Styles. As far as the Grammys are concerned, Styles shrugs, “It’s never why I do anything.” His team and longtime label, however, had their hearts set on a showing at the Jan. 31 ceremony. Their investment in Styles has been substantial — not just monetarily but in carefully crafting his career in the wake of such icons as David Bowie, who released his final albums with the label. Hope at the company and in many fans’ hearts that Styles would receive an album of the year nomination did not come to pass. However, he was recognized in three categories, including best pop vocal album.

“It’s always nice to know that people like what you’re doing, but ultimately — and especially working in a subjective field — I don’t put too much weight on that stuff,” Styles says. “I think it’s important when making any kind of art to remove the ego from it.” Citing the painter Matisse, he adds: “It’s about the work that you do when you’re not expecting any applause.”

#harry styles #variety #021220

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hldailyupdate · 4 years ago

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This Charming Man: Why We’re Wild About Harry Styles

Variety’s Grammy-nominated Hitmaker of the Year goes deep on the music industry, the great pause and finding his own muses.

Styles has plainly thought about this.

Harry for Variety. (2 December 2020)

#harry styles #harry update #article #variety #hldaily #December 2020

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givemearmstopraywith · 5 years ago

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What specifically about Florence are you crying about lol

this specific shot in the hunger video:

because it’s a reference to two things. first, the miraculous healing of saint agatha by saint peter; agatha was a christian martyr in rome who had her breasts cut off for refusing to deny christ, and the spirit of peter appeared to her and healed the wounds. (agatha is, rather unsurprisingly, one of the patrons of rape victims now.)

florence has referenced saint agatha a number of times in interviews, including in this maclean’s interview from 2015 (right around the time i saw her that year, so it’s very special to me):

but going back to that shot from hunger, it’s a reference to christ’s first appearance to his disciples after the resurrection, when he allowed thomas- also known as ‘doubting thomas’- to touch the wounds in his hands and sides so that thomas would believe it was indeed jesus who had returned from the dead:

the story of thomas is that he said he would not believe christ had risen from the dead, “until i see the nail marks in his hands and put my finger where the nails were, and my hand into his side”; days later jesus indeed appeared to them and allowed thomas to do just that, saying “because you have seen me, you have believed; blessed are those who have not seen and yet have believed.” the intense homoromanticism of the jesus/disciples relationship- specifically that of jesus and john, and that penetrative nature of desiring to put one’s hand into the wounds of christ aside- the doubting thomas narrative is again referenced by a shot to the statue’s hands:

but i think of the line from third eye, “there’s a hole where your heart lies/and i can see it with my third eye/and oh my touch it magnifies” and the idea that “you are flesh and blood/you deserve to be loved/and you deserve what you are given”. so much of faith means blind belief, and often that blind belief is directed towards ourselves- the belief that we deserve love, that we deserve life, that we deserve second chances, forgiveness, growth. another common motif in the christ narratives is that of seeds- specifically calling seeds dead, while simultaneously considering seeds a motif of faith (as in the story of the mustard seed; the mustard seed is also found in buddhism as a motif of grieving and the acceptance of grief). when we accept ourselves and our own shades of personal grief, we grow.

and consider the parallels between the ferns growing from the holes in the statue’s hands the bloom in florence’s from the sky full of song video. i think it’s not far off to assume that the statue represents flo as an object- women, all women, are perpetual objects in some capacity, as john berger outlines in his incredible work ways of seeing:

women watch themselves and see themselves being watched. women are objects of observation, judgement, and classification, and the ultimate act of defiance is to deny classification to become utterly ourselves. but in order to do this, we ultimately have to believe that we are worthy of being seen for who we are, not who we are perceived to be. in order to do this, we must believe in who we are, believe who we are strong, believe we deserve to move through and past our grief and the wounds it leaves. we have to believe in our ability to accept love and the fact that we deserve love, because ultimately love is the highest form of acceptance: from yourself, from those around you, from your world.

#i know this is probably more than you bargained for and im really sorry #florence welch #florence + the machine #florence and the machine #high as hope #sky full of song #hunger #saint agatha #p #replies #flo #Anonymous #terfs do not interact

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pre-raphaelitepunk · 4 years ago

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2021 Sewing Plans

Historybounding Capsule

So, friends, these are the items I want to make this year, roughly in order of when I want to make them:

January 1) Bedgown/Adrienne - pattern TBD 2) Shift - self-drafted

February 3) All Well Cardigan 4) Seamwork Kenzie Skirt: altered to work like an 18th C. petticoat, with separate front and back waistband, and slits for the pockets, and adding several inches to the length

March 5) Seamwork Willis Shirt 6) Long-Sleeve Band Collar Shirt - pattern TBD: will probably have bishop sleeves or gigot sleeves as well

Apri 7) Seamwork Nolan Pants 8) Thimble and Plume Wulsthaube to go under my current headwraps

May 9) Bum Pad - self-drafted 10) 1780s or 1790s stays - pattern TBD

June 11) Pockets - self-drafted You may have noticed that I only have projects scheduled until June for my Historybounding Capsule, and that is because I have a few other projects lined up for 2021 as well. I wanted to leave room for

Special Occasion Outfits

The whole reason I started sewing was to have clothing options that fit me for any occasion (when I thought I was getting married, I even hoped to sew my own wedding dress). There are plenty of other special occasions and I really want to have clothes that I've made to my own taste to fit my own body.

If I'm not able to make the outfit by my deadline, I'm skipping over it for another time, so I won't be piling a bunch of sewing on my to-do list for the end of the year.

Occasion Deadline for Make

Easter/Pentecost April 1

It's been along time since I dressed up for Easter (since childhood, to be honest), but as I've entered a more liturgical church culture, marking the Holy Days has become more important to me and one way I want to do that is by making an outfit that commemorates what is being celebrated, in this case, Easter. I will probably make this outfit from Ankara fabric, and wear it again on Pentecost Sunday, when my congregation invites everyone to wear clothing representative of their various cultures to celebrate the gift of the Holy Spirit to all people in all people groups. Y'all can tell I'm being really hopeful, lol. Even though I'll probably still be attending church online, I want to join in the spirit of the service at home. I also may end up doing the Wulsthaube early, because I ~might~ want it for underneath a matching headwrap.

Summer/Pride May 1

As a celibate bisexual woman, usually I attend Revoice, though this year was online due to COVID. Even if we're not able to meet in-person, though, I still want to have a special outfit to wear at home, or for any smaller meetups. I'm thinking of some kind of sundress or high-waisted shorts set in my light blue Ankara fabric.

Birthday November 1

I've always wanted to make an outfit especially for my birthday. The main choices are if I'll be having something small and outside and socially-distanced or if I'll be having the skate party I wanted back in 2020. If we can be out in public without killing each other, I'm probably going to make the George and Ginger Zappa Pants for a disco-themed skate party, BUT I am also considering altering an All Well Box Dress with extra tiers and lantern sleeves to look like this Shein dress (video by SweetHime).

Christmas December 1

I want a dress for holiday parties! And even if 2021 goes the way of 2020, I've realized that dressing seasonally adds to the experience of the season even (maybe especially) if I am not able to do the other activities that I would usually engage in. I will probably make the By Hand London Hannah Wrap Dress, in a green vintage cotton.

Quilts

More Wedding Quilts

I referenced the fact that both of my previous roommates and pretty close friends got married last year (right around this time actually). Having finished the quilt for one roomie it is time to start the other, and it will not take as long to make. I was really inspired by this kissing diamonds patterned quilt in cream and blue Nani Iro fabric by Florence from the Flossie Teacakes blog. I am going to cheat a bit and make the diamonds with half-rectangle triangles but in plain navy and cream colored fabric. My younger sister also got married and I have a quilt to make for her as well. Depending on how the Kissing Diamonds quilt goes, I may attempt a more complex quilt block, the Storm at Sea pattern, in purples, blue-greens, blacks, and grays. But if I'm short on time or don't feel like doing a complex project, I will make another kissing diamonds quilt.

The Kwanzaa Mini Quilt

My last quilting project is to finish the Kwanzaa quilt that I want to use for a table mat or the Mkeka. My project has differed wildly from the original design, but I like that it fits my improv quilting aesthetics. I didn't like that the red of that I ordered clashed with the red of the Ankara fabric backing, so I eliminated it from the design. I may have to order more of the green, black, and ivory fabric to make u for it, but that is a November 2021 problem.

Birthday/Christmas Gifts

And I haven't even factored in birthday and Christmas gifts. I will probably go back to the Seamwork Gift Guide that I used for Christmas 2020, since I already have several patterns printed, taped and I'm familiar with the construction. So, I've barely even gotten started yet, and my sewing year is already full

#historybounding #sewing #capsule wardrobe #quilting #gothicpioneerwoman

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heavens-tiny-daggers · 5 years ago

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A punk music novel research masterlist...

Here are all the artists referenced in my girl punk novel, Heaven’s Tiny Daggers!

Gerard Way: Finn (lead singer of HTD) shares Gerard’s origin story of being in art school in New York when she decided to start HTD.

Frank Iero: Davina, rhythm guitarist for HTD comes from a long line of musicians, just like the rhythm guitarist for My Chemical Romance. Penny, HTD’s lead guitarist also shares Frank’s erratic stage presence and general penchant for Trouble.

Mikey Way: Davina’s the first to leave La Bellemort after the hauntings prove too much for her, just like Mikey had to leave the Paramour not long after arriving to work on The Black Parade. Grace and Aster Maddox are also siblings in a band together, like the Way brothers.

Ray Toro: Davina’s got Ray’s calm, sensible demeanor as the mom friend in HTD. She’s also got Ray’s sick fro.

Lynz: Grace has a penchant for the Mindless Self Indulgence bassist’s famous backbends while on stage. Finn and Aster get married on the last day of tour for their third album, just like Lindsey and Gerard Way.

The Used: Aster was so impressed with HTD, he had to bring them on the Crossroad Burials’ European Tour, and then Warped Tour, just like The Used did for MCR. Finn and Aster become inseparable, just like Gerard Way and Bert McCracken.

Hayley Williams: Grace shares Hayley’s origin story of signing a record deal at 15, refusing to become a solo popstar, and instead insisting on fronting a band. Finn Begby is also aesthetically closest to After Laughter-era Hayley.

Panic! At the Disco: Precocious 16 year old Cat Dammit! formed The Dammit Dolls from her Las Vegas circus troupe. While Panic! At the Disco was never a literal circus troupe, the imagery plays out in their music video for “I Write Sins”. The Dammit Dolls’ first album is also set in a cabaret, like A Fever You Can’t Sweat Out. Cricket and Clover was Panic!’s lost album they wrote in a secluded cabin the woods, which they ultimately scrapped due to the band members wanting to go in different directions. The alleged cabin fever that hit them is also present in the bands’ time at La Bellemort. They mention at one point getting so crazed, they set instruments on fire. Cat has her bouts of arson during her time at La Bellemort.

Fall Out Boy: The Resurrectionists are another literal take on FOB’s repeated imagery. The concept of resurrection and immortality plays out in many of FOB’s songs, and necromancer, Noah Carver doesn’t just sing about it...

Pete Wentz: Noah Carver has a knack for seeing potential in new artists. Pete has a habit of discovering fresh up and comers for his record label, Fueled by Ramen. Noah and Davina strike up an immediate close friendship during Warped Tour, just like Mikey Way and Pete Wentz.

Green Day: The Dammit Dolls’ album written in La Bellemort is lost in a fire, similar to the album that would’ve preceded American Idiot, which was lost in a burglary. As a result, both bands chose to go in a much different, political direction.

Frank Iero Andthe Patience: A character is caught in a horrific car crash, just like Frank’s band in 2016.

Vince Neil: The fatal car crash is also inspired by the lead singer of Motley Crue, who was arrested for killing his passenger, the drummer for Hanoi Rocks, while driving under the influence.

Nikki Sixx: Aster was declared dead for 15 minutes before coming back to life, just like Nikki Sixx from Motley Crue.

Led Zeppelin: Grace gets put in a mental institution for attacking Aster. Aster later writes a song for her while she’s recovering, reminiscent of “Wish You Were Here” and “Comfortably Numb,” about Syd Barrett’s suffering from schizophrenia.

Florence Welch: Helene Saturnine is one half of the “Florence & Hozier are Hades and Persephone” meme brought to life. ...only she’s a demon. She also performs astride a hanging moon, like Florence’s “Cosmic Love” tour.

Hozier: Haigh is the other half of the Florence & Hozier meme ....only he’s an angel (and a bog witch). He and Helene spend a lot of time doing dark rituals in churches to solidify their love for one another.

Lady Gaga: La Comtesse shares Gaga’s flare for drama and fashion. She also performs a similar bloody death scene during the VMAs as Gaga’s “Paparazzi” performance to call out the brutal hounding of the media.

Avril Lavigne: Maeve Kennedy shares Avril’s skater punk style and falls victim to a literal take on the “Avril Lavigne is Dead” conspiracy, coming back as a mindless pop-punk princess drone.

Ian Curtis: Aster shares Ian’s manic depressive state and epileptic seizures.

Joy Division: Grace was made to sign her record contract in blood, just like the members of Joy Division did for Factory Records. She and Aster are both also from Manchester.

Kurt Cobain: Aster goes through a grunge phase during his solo tour where he sings broodily with his guitar in knit cardigans like Kurt’s.

The New York Dolls: Someone’s body is found stiffened into a U-shape in rigor mortis after curling up under a table during a drug overdose, just like Johnny Thunders.

New Order: Co-owners of Manchester night club, The Hacienda. Aster takes Grace there (to see them play?) for her 15th birthday.

The Dead Boys: In 1978, Johnny Blitz was hospitalized after being stabbed in a knife fight. CBCBs hosted a Blitz Benefit to raise money for his medical bills. Grace and Aster’s parents show up at this event.

The Misfits: The bands sneak out for a midnight stroll through a New Orleans cemetery and get chased down by the police for trespassing, like The Misfits, who were arrested while searching for Marie Laveau’s grave.

The White Stripes: The Crossroad Burials eventually consists of Grace on drums and Aster on lead vocals, like Meg and Jack White.

#heaven's tiny daggers #sophie writes #girl punk novel #emo problems #punk rock #I was gonna say yes I know Gaga's not punk #but I take it back #she's punk AF #maybe at some point I'll do a masterlist of my reading materials for this one #though I feel that one's gonna be more extensive #with biopics AND reference books AND albums #half of which I haven't even delved into yet #but have this for now

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Homily on Hunger by Florence + the Machine

Here is the preview of Fr. Rossi’s homily on the song Hunger by Florence + the Machine:

“Hunger” Florence + the Machine “May the Lord encourage your heart.” 2 Thessalonians Florence Welch of Florence + the Machine is a force of nature. Welch is a fan of everything that grows and blooms into something beautiful in this life. It’s the mystery, the spiritual in our nature, that amazes her. __________ Her uncanny ability to find beauty and insight in suffering has enabled her to grasp hold of her larger than life emotions. In this way, she found a way to become so in touch with them that it elevates her music. The explosive song “Hunger” is proof of what we already knew. The queen of indie rock is deeply in touch with her feelings. __________ With the song, she reflects on those holes in our psyche that we fruitlessly try to fill with obsessions, distractions or addictions. "This song is about the ways we look for love in things that are perhaps not love, and how some attempts to feel less alone can only isolate us more." "I guess I made myself more vulnerable in this song to encourage connection, because a lot of us feel this way and we’re not able to admit it. “Sometimes when you can't say it, you can sing it." __________ Welch hadn't intended the "Hunger" lyrics to be set to music. "This song was never meant to be a song. “I was never thinking it would be a song, but maybe that’s the point. “And by singing it out loud, together we become a choir, higher than the hurt, louder than loneliness." __________ “Hunger” was released as the first official single from the album “High as Hope”. The album title takes its name from her view of the skyline of New York where Welch mixed the record. The striking sight was a stark contrast to the spiritual chaos of the world below. __________ The accompanying music video is unusual, to say the least. The clip finds Welch letting loose and break out into dance at an art museum. She’s inspired by the “sacred space,” the “holiness” of the museum, because this is where hallowed things are kept. __________ Her dancing is definitely like a religious rite. You can’t explain it rationally. It’s an emotional happening. She’s trying to demonstrate the mystical part of her life, which words can’t come close to. __________ “Hunger” starts with Welch referencing an eating disorder that she struggled with as a teenager. It begins with a line that packs a punch: “At seventeen, I started to starve myself I thought that love was a kind of emptiness And at least I understood then the hunger I felt And I didn't have to call it loneliness.” Welch peels back layers to reveal the hollowness that can come with loving too much or not enough. She focuses in on that feeling of emptiness that accompanies being a celebrity on stage “loved” by many people but being incapable of reciprocation. “It can be consuming, stripping away feelings of calmness,” she says. “Don’t let it get you down, you’re the best thing I’ve seen We never found the answer but we knew one thing.” __________ Welch admits that she was tempted to change the lyrics. She feared people would be angry with her for discussing her condition. "I never thought I would talk about it," she says. "I didn't really talk about it with my mum until really recently. “So, to put it in a song – it's like, what am I doing?" __________ She explains that with "Hunger," she was trying to "Trojan-horse a really big, potentially unanswerable spiritual question into a pop song." "'Cause if you don't know what’s going on and you don't know what to do, you can always dance about it!" "To all jump into the ballroom of the mysterious together seemed like a fun thing to do." __________ “We find comfort in knowing we don’t go through hard times alone, and that we all become more resilient for it. “All our voices combine like a heavenly choir, ringing out to affirm we do indeed all have a spiritual hunger, a desire and need that is essential for our soul. __________ The psalmist recognizes this as well. And he isn’t afraid to ask God for help. Just listen to the lyrics of his song: “I call upon you, for you will answer me, O God; incline your ear to me; hear my word. Keep me as the apple of your eye, hide me in the shadow of your wings.” __________ Florence had a hunger for something that would help her live an authentic spiritual life. The drugs didn’t do it for her. Fame on a stage didn’t cut it either. __________ However, I believe she’s getting very close to God with the final hopeful words of “Hunger.” “You make a fool of death with your beauty, And for a moment I forget to worry.” Welch believes we all have a hunger for something special that fulfill our lives. But often we choose the wrong something. She certainly did. __________ Through the song “Hunger,” she’s telling us to choose carefully. She has herself, and now she’s getting very close to true freedom. The question is, are we? As Christians, we’re blessed. We have a special SOMEONE to help and guide us

#florence + the machine #florence + the machine hunger #hunger florence + the machine #florence welch #florence + the machine music #homilies #catholic homily #homily #mass #Catholic Mass #hcm homilies #loyolahcmass

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