#The Village by Wrabel

[call-me-strega]

Once again feeling the urge to dramatically belt songs that are really sad or dramatic angstily

[h0rifix]

“𝔚𝔢𝔩𝔩, ℑ'𝔳𝔢 𝔟𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢, 𝔰𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔰𝔞𝔪𝔢 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔦𝔯 𝔚𝔥𝔦𝔰𝔭𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔰𝔞𝔪𝔢 𝔭𝔯𝔞𝔶𝔢𝔯 𝔥𝔞𝔩𝔣 𝔞 𝔪𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢𝔰 ℑ𝔱'𝔰 𝔞 𝔩𝔦𝔢, 𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥 𝔟𝔲𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔡 𝔦𝔫 𝔡𝔦𝔰𝔠𝔦𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔰.”

- 𝐰𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐥. (𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟕). 'the village’.

- image two quote creds: 𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐥 𝐜𝐚𝐢𝐧. (𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐). 'sun bleached flies'.

[weirdly-specific-but-ok]

a mix-up of good omens-coded songs (idk how to title this--)

Hellooo my maggots, so there were a number of songs that were just so good omens and ineffable lovers coded that I had to see how they sounded together. But me being me, I don't know how to actually mashup songs, so I just sang it the way I'd have wanted to mashup the songs and made it into one song.

Of course all songs remind us of Good Omens now, that's a different matter of significant concern. But these especially were very Aziraphale and Crowley's religious-trauma-and-being-queer vibey.

The songs I cover here are (in order and excluding repeats) Devil's Backbone by the Civil Wars, Take Me to Church by Hozier, Angel By the Wings by Sia, Falling by Harry Styles, Holy Water by Noah Davis, The Village by Wrabel and Hallelujah by Leonard Cohen.

And, well. Yep. The lyrics in the order that I sing them are below the cut. Thank you maggots for dragging me into this brainrot it is painful and unholy and I love it here so so much. Thank you @falling-raine for yelling at me to post this. Wahoooooooo!

[LYRICS] Oh lord, oh lord, what have I done I’ve fallen in love with a man on the run Oh lord, oh lord, I’m begging you please Don’t take that sinner from me Oh, don’t take, take, take, take Take me to church, I’ll worship like a dog At the shrine of your lies, I’ll tell you my sins And you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death, good god, let me give you my life Oh lord, oh lord, what do I do? I’ve fallen for someone who’s nothing like you He’s raised on the edge of the devil’s backbone I just want to take him home Oh, I just want to take, take, take So take an angel by the wings, Beg her now for anything,  Beg her now for one more day Just take an angel by the wings Time to tell her everything Ask her for the strength to stay What am I now? What am I now? What if I’m someone you won’t talk about? I’m falling again, I’m falling again I’m falling  I’ve walked through hell and back again Cause I’m a man who loves a man No you don’t need to pray for me No I don’t need your Holy water I don’t need your sympathy, sympathy, your— Holy water Just cause you think differently, differently There’s nothing wrong with you It’s true, it’s true There’s something wrong in the village, in the village Oh Coz I’ve been there, sitting in the same chair Whispering that same prayer half a million times It’s a lie though, buried in disciples One page of the Bible isn’t worth a life But I’ve heard there was a secret chord That David played and it pleased the Lord But you don’t really care for music Do ya? And it’s not a cry that you hear at night It’s not somebody who’s seen the light It’s a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah Hallelujah.

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee I love them so much.

[drowninkystar]

me, in my teens (still in my denial phase), listening to the village by wrabel in my room and bawling my eyes out: oh im just a very involved ally

[touslin]

"There's nothing wrong with you,it's true,it's true, there's something wrong with the village"

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[vanitythevantropist]

“One page of the Bible isn’t worth a life.”

-Wrabel, The Village

[luminarai]

In case anybody needed a good music cry, wrabel just released a version of his song the village featuring the trans chorus of los angeles and it’s absolutely beautiful

[justaboymadeofhoneyandglass]

FEEL THE RUMOURS FOLLOW YOU FROM MONDAY ALL THE WAY TO FRIDAY DINNER

YOU GOT ONE DAY SHELTER THEN ITS SUNDAY HELL TO PAY YOU YOUNG LOST SINNER

WELL I'VE BEEN THERE SITTING IN THAT SAME CHAIR, WHISPERING THTA SAME PRAYER HALF A MILLION TIMES

ITS A LIE THOUGH, BURIED IN DISCIPLES

ONE PAGE OF THE BIBLE ISN'T WORTH YOUR Life!!

[underlings-cave]

PSA THE ORIGINAL ARTIST OF THE VILLAGE MADE A TWEAKED VERSION FOR MTF PEOPLE!!! 💥💥💥

GO TAKE A LISTEN IF YOU LIKED THE FIRST ONE, EVEN IF YOURE NOT FTM BC IT SOUNDS DIFFERENT AND ITS NICE

I LOVE YOU TRANSGENDER PEOPLE

[obsessedwithlute]

I figured I'd better make my contribution to the season 2 Sinner!Adam theory so here we go...

Transfem!Adam (haven't yet figured out what her name would be) who, once arriving at the hotel, starts exploring her identity more and eventually figures out she's a woman despite the whole "first man creation thing". Lucifer and Charlie especially help her stop blaming herself for "not meeting God/heaven's standards" because being an almighty creator of the universe does not excuse blatant transphobia and anyone who hates her for being herself is an asshole.

Also, enemies to friends to lovers with Lucifer because THE CHEMISTRY IS THERE. And Charlie is constantly coming up with schemes to get them to confess their feelings (e.g. the typical 'lock them in a closet') because sometimes a little outside influence is needed ;)

[its-ya-boi-kai]

I ruptured my achilles tendon skateboarding, so my drag has slowed down a bit. But I absolutely would not let that stop me. Drag has been life saving in so many ways. It's helped me explore my identity as a trans man, brought me an uplifting queer community, increased my confidence, and allowed me to explore and grow in my passion for performing. So nothing will keep me off the stage, I will always find ways to perform.

These pictures were from my set of "The Village" by Wrabel. I stoned the shirt and made the crown of thorns myself. [see the full performance here]

This song was my coming out anthem, as it is for many of us. I poured my heart into this song, singing to a younger version of myself.

[stuck-in-2012]

Theres nothing wrong with you, its true, its true

“Hey, have you seen...” Peter trailed off as he looked around the room searching for the one missing face among his team.

“I thought they were with you?” Ava asked, watching Sam’s face slowly contort in worry, hand reaching out to his helmet, ready to zip away in a blur of blue light.

“Yeah… they were. I’m here for…” Peter pointed at Sam.

All eyes turned to Nova as he stood slowly, nerves getting the better of him. Something was wrong. Not ‘time to dive over the tricarrier and make a dash before they hit the ground below’ level wrong, but Webs’ brows were knit and he came looking for Sam specifically. That only happened when a special kind of TLC was needed. “Where?” Sam’s terse voice came out like a demand as he put his helmet on.

“The usual”. Peter hadn’t gotten three syllables before Sam was gone down the hall.

“So what happened?” Ava asked as Spidey sat down.

“Fell into the wrong corner of the internet.” At Danny’s confused look Peter went on. “ ‘Phobes, “that doesn’t exist”, just crummy people being crummy people.”

Iron First nodded and frowned at the hall sympathetically.

 Nova stopped outside the locked door. “Babe? It’s Sammy, can I…” He paused, not so much waiting for a response but listening for… The door panel light changed to green indicating it was open from the inside. As Nova opened the door, light flooded the room. …’sign 1: sitting in the dark’. “Oh, honey…”

He took his helmet off and sat nearly flush on the bed. Sam held his arms open slightly. Not a demand, just an offer. A welcome one at that, tangled hair got pressed into the side of his face as he was pulled close. Sam could admit he wasn’t the best at comforting and worse at offering affirmation but thankfully he was dating someone that gave really good preemptive instructions for how to help and what to do when/if they get like… this.

“Mm?” Sam prompted, nuzzling.

“Mm-mm.” Well, alright then… ‘sign 2: not having emotional energy to communicate verbally’.

“Do you…” before Sam could offer things he knew they liked they started to cry. “Yay, there you go I gotchu…”

“It… it sucks!” they clutched onto the gold straps of his suit as shaky breaths turned into earnest sobs. “Just, sucks.”

Gentle pets and tight hugs, helped the tension ease and the tears flow. Letting it out always was the best thing for them. Sam took a deep breath -one they mimicked trying to calm down. “No, no no, let it out, gumball, let it out”- hearing them sob like this was always contagious, making his eyes water. Sam reached for their phone, their ears must be ringing like sirens in the silence... ah, yup. A familiar icon; four houses: three blank, one with colorful stripes.

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As the emotional chords and lyrics filled the small space as did more tears and sobs. Sam held the shaking body close as the song looped again and again. When the first yawn broke through he knew they’d feel better soon. They tugged at the strap they still held getting Nova’s attention. When he looked down they pressed the tips of their fingers to their chin and pulled a flat hand away from their face.

“Don’t thank me, baby. You don’t have to thank me. I love you, I’ll always be here when the world sucks.” That got a little giggle, before the sobs came back and they latched on like a vice. A few tears slipped down his own face. He couldn’t help it, as much as he’d like to be a calm and collected comfort watching the dysphoria hit always broke his heart to see.

“Ooh! Hol’ on a sec.” They let go and scrubbed their face as their boyfriend searched through their regular day bag. “Ah ha!” he sat down just as they tossed away a soiled tissue. “Bam. Passport and driver’s license are next.” Sam set a small card in their hand. They looked at the piece of plastic and smiled before clutching it to their chest. Their S.H.I.E.L.D. I.D. was the only official document they had that had the correct name on it. It was useless everywhere else but still made them happy to have.

“I love you, Sammy.”

“I love you, too, handsome.”

A pause. “Promise?”

“Yeah. The real you.” His statement accentuated by running his fingers over the bump of each scar on their chest. “We can talk to Connors about bottom and T. tomorrow if you feel like it then?”

They nodded and presses kisses to his shoulder as they pulled him to sit in their lap, tangling themselves together snug. More tears flowed, again and again as they curled tight. After what felt like could be an hour a knock tapped at the door. They nodded into the boy clutched in their arms prompting Sam to hold them tighter and turn to the door, “It’s open.”

The team peered in with matching sorrowful expressions. Sam may be the one actively in a relationship but all five of the team had grown to need the young agent. Danny held out bottle. Sam looked down. “Do you think you could try and drink some water, love?”

They sniffled and sat up eagerly, nodding and pulling stray hairs off their wet face. Danny smiled at their immediate interest in hydration. Sam pressed a kiss to their temple after they swiftly downed 3/5 of the liquid. When they yawned for the n’th time Ava ushered the others to leave and let the couple be.

“Mm!”

“What’s up?” Peter asked from the doorway.

They pointed to Sam, then to the team, then snuggled back into their boyfriend. Surly they weren’t asking for Sam to leave (they didn’t do it like that). At Peter’s confused face Sam spoke to his partner loud enough for the others to hear the message being translated to them, “they’ll grab me if Nova’s needed.”

“Nah, dude stay, we go-” Sam cut Luke off with a shake of his head and continued quieter, “they’ll spiral if they think they’re keeping me from something.” The taller boy nodded as the four heroes bid the two goodnight and closed the door.

“Think you could sleep?”

The start of a nod before a shrug.

“Wanna try?”

Soft nodding.

“Okay,” Sam sighed as he spoke and laid down. He felt the familiar weight and warmth as they curled around him and pressed a few gentle kisses to the back of his neck.

[transguytruths]

[barin-mclegg]

Sometimes I'm just vibing and then a random song tells me there's nothing wrong with me and I just fucking cry

[fairyb0ii]

There's something wrong with the village...

[ravenquingvax]

sobbing over this song as a trans person who cannot come out at home rn

im fucking sobbing in my heart rn you guys 😭😭😭

the battle of loving a family that possibly wouldn't love me anymore IF THEY KNEW

i feel ill

(ITS A BEAUTIFUL SONG, BUT IM FUCKING SOBBING)