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ichijager13 · 1 year

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Teach me how to be loved

Chapter XIII

Heaven is a place on earth with you

Pairing : Eren Jäger x reader, past relationships: Reiner Braun x reader, Jean kristein x reader

Characters: Eren Jäger, Annie Leonhart, Pieck Finger, Reiner Braun, Jean Kristein, Carla Jäger, Sophie Jäger.

Tags: Unhealthy coping mechanism, unhealthy relationships, childhood trauma, physical and verbal abuse, self-esteem and trust issues, domestic violence, implied/ referenced cheating, and a touch of sweet, lovable, and non fuckboy Eren Jäger

This fic is brought to you by Lana Del Rey’s songs

Masterlist, AO3, Playlists: Reader’s POV, Eren’s POV

A/N: Heeey! I'm sorry for taking so long to update the story, things are a bit crazy at work. I promise I’ll make it up for you as soon as possible.

Also thank you so much for reading and supporting my works.

Ichi ❤️

Your Friday nights became more serene and pleasant after you started dating Eren. Depending on your mood and the weather you’d either spend the night indoors watching a movie or binge-watching a series or go out on a night date.

For tonight, you planned a movie night.

You stood in the middle of your living room, eying your preparation with a satisfied grin. Everything was in place and you still had an hour before Eren arrives. So, you decided to jump into the shower.

You were pulling your hair in a messy bun when you heard the door. You risked a quick glance at the mirror to see if anything needed to be fixed before you get the door.

The woman that stared back at you didn’t look like anything you were familiar with. She seemed happier, smiling from ear to ear.

Happy? Don’t lie to yourself, we both know he’ll run as fast as he can as soon as he discovers who you really are, the voice at the back of your head scoffed.

You took a deep breath and screwed your eyes shut in an attempt to chase away those dark thoughts.

Opening the door, you were met with the green-eyed man. You always find yourself wondering how he always manages to look handsome no matter what he was wearing. Like tonight, he traded his fancy suits with a black sweat vest on top of a white cotton t-shirt and a pair of khaki shorts but still looked as ravishing as always. He looked outrageously handsome.

When your eyes finally met, he granted you with one of his bright smiles, those that never failed to make you feel the urge to squish his cheeks and pepper his face with kisses, before he stepped inside your apartment. You returned his smile opening your arms for him.

“It’s been a long week,” he murmured against your ear. “I missed you,” he added pressing his forehead against yours.

“I missed you too,” you responded caressing his jawline before your lips met. the kiss was soft and sweet, he always took his time to savor and take whatever you had to offer.

“You look beautiful,” he spoke before he caged you in and captured your lips for another kiss.

Unsure if it was his proximity and the feeling of the plush of his lips caressing yours or the unexpected compliment that made your heart pound against your chest. Either way, you loved it and wished for it to last forever. You wanted to remain in his arms for the rest of your life. So, you kissed him back and for the first time in years, you found yourself addressing a prayer. You prayed whoever was ready to listen to keep him by your side and never make you experience being abandoned again. You prayed for this feeling to remain unchanged.

Who are you fooling? We both know you are not meant to be happy. Happiness has no place in your life. He’ll hurt you. Just like the others, he’ll grow sick of the pathetic person that you are and leave you.

Wanting to silence the monsters in your head, you combed your fingers with his chestnut hair and deepened the kiss. Eren was here, holding you, kissing you and that’s all you needed to think about for now.

“What did you pick for tonight?” he inquired when you finally broke the kiss.

“Sweet November,” you replied following him to the living room. “What did you get this time?” You peeked into the paper bag he brought. “Oh, I love those.” You beamed when you saw his mother’s cookies.

“She made them for you,” he replied smiling.

“Really? Tell her I said thanks,” you responded shoving one cookie into your mouth before taking a place next to him on the couch. He idly wrapped an arm around your waist as you rested your head on his shoulder. “It’s one of my favorites,” you voiced when the movie started playing.

Half an hour later, he picked another cinnamon roll before he asked, “Those are good, where did you get them?”

“I made them,” you answered. “I remembered you mentioned you love…” you stopped midsentence when he crashed his lips against yours. The kiss was filled with something you couldn’t name, something you never experienced before this instant.

He tasted like cinnamon and cheese cream, a combination that earned a moan from you.

“Don’t do such adorable gestures without a warning,” he spoke in a deep voice. “Not if you don’t want my heart to explode,” he followed pulling you against his chest as you both laid down.

You buried your face in his chest indulging in the warm embrace of your boyfriend.

You were still finding it hard to believe that you and Eren were together. Because sometimes, it feels like all of this was nothing but the product of your wild and sick imagination. That, Eren never existed or that whatever you were having was just a mirage.

He is real, and he’s going to hurt you. They always do.

You fisted his shirt and squeezed your eyes shut, conjuring the voices to stop torturing you. you begged them to let you enjoy this moment.

Feeling his hand rubbing your back softly, you released your grip and pulled away. “Are you alright, love?” he inquired, genuine concern visible in his voice.

You nodded. “A little cold that’s all,” you lied.

He reached for the blanket behind him and wrapped it around you. he pressed his lips to your temple before looping his arms around you. you looked up at him before nuzzling his neck.

A soft smile broke through your face when you remembered the time he asked you out on an actual date.

It was a Saturday morning, Eren awakened to the feeling of you scratching his scalp gently. He released a satisfied sigh before he pulled you on top of him.

“Morning, beautiful,” he greeted in his raspy morning voice. His pet names never fail to make you feel giddy and smile like an idiot.

“Good morning,” you replied before your lips met.

A dozen minutes later, he cleared his throat, “So, are we ever gonna go out on a real date or are we just gonna keep on doing this?” his hands cupped your face before he asked, “Let me take you on a date.” his thumb traced mindless curves against your cheek.

After what felt like an eternity for him, you muttered an okay.

You left a couple of open-mouthed kisses on his neck and you let out a muffled thank you before you brought your attention back to the movie.

You watched the movie in silence except for the few times you commented or laughed about a scene.

In the end, he nestled his face in the crook of your neck and left a trail of soft pecks when he heard you cry.

You remained on the couch cuddling and talking about your respective weeks and your plans for the next one.

“When will you show me your painting,” he asked between two kisses.

“Not before I finish it.” your response made him groan.

“I might be able to help, give you some ideas,” he argued.

“You do remember what happened the last time I let you in?” you looked him in the eyes.

“That was not my fault,” he huffed.

“You spilled paint all over the place, how come this wasn’t your fault,” you pointed out.

“You shouldn’t have placed it there,” he shrugged.

“Besides, you’ll only distract me when I’m working.”

“No, I don’t,” he gasped.

“Yes, you do. you always… No, Eren… Don’t… Don’t tickle… Eren…” Your giggles filled the silent room and made Eren’s heart thrust against his chest.

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holdoncallfailed · 1 year

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so @yeats-infection said she wanted to hear my "take on the classic 'driving in the desert' playlist trope" so here is that :-) you can listen on spotify or youtube

avenging annie — andy pratt

lord of the manor — the everly brothers

middle america — stephen malkmus & the jicks

mark on you — the mountain goats

the ballad of john and yoko — the beatles

mustang sally — wilson pickett

changes — antonio williams & kerry mccoy

cool jerk — the creation

ana — los saicos

there is something in my heart — ghetto brothers

the big country — talking heads

made up in blue — the bats

border girl — young fathers

sore spores — BOBBY

i drove all night — cyndi lauper

gold trans am — kesha

kizza me — big star

lay my love — brian eno & john cale

doin' time — lana del rey

boylife in america — cody chestnutt

drivin' on 9 — the breeders

it takes a lot to laugh, it takes a train to cry — bob dylan

dylan thomas — better oblivion community center

the turnpike down — the lemonheads

many roads to follow (demo) — the nerves

let's spend the night together — claudine longet

hannah hunt — vampire weekend

sleeping is the only love — silver jews

hold within — foley

my darling — wilco

#playlist #second to last group is my friend's band they're really good everybody stream foley

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vannilax · 1 year

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My introduction 💍

First of all I’m Nazrha , I go by she/her and I’m terrible at wording things so this is gonna be extremely cringe. I also have terrible punctuation but I’m trying on this.

I'm a Lana Del Rey and Santan Dave fan but I also like other music. My blog is full of a lot of random shite and I just post what I think really (as long as it doesn’t get me cancelled). I like A Series Of Unfortunate Events, Total Drama (specifically season 1, 2 and 3), Greys Anatomy ,sinjin drowning (on yt 🙏) , Barbie but I will talk about other shows and stuff.

Film wise, I love Cameron Diaz’ work and I like alot of films she stars in. A childhood favourite is Annie, so when the 2014 version came out with Cameron Diaz, I loved it <3. I love musicals (like a lot) my favourite is Hamilton, Heathers , into the woods , K-12, and (this ain’t a musical but deserves an honourable mention) The nightmare before Christmas (its so nostalgic)

Now talking about music, as I mentioned previously I love Lana Del Rey especially but i love Dave, Nicki Minaj and Melanie martinez too. I listen mostly to female artists but I like some male artists.

^ Thats my playlist.

My blog is random and just full of alot of reblogs and stuff uno, I’m always looking for moots ♡︎

(i have a second account called aka-summerwxine 🩷)

#lana del rey aka lizzy grant #lana is queen #lana stan #tumblr girls #coquette #santan dave #queen nicki #nicki minaj #blow up #hamilton musical #heathers #Spotify

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eachlittlebird · 1 year

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So You’re in Love with a Bond Villain: a playlist

Fast cars, fine wines, nights on the Riviera, and schemes for world domination. You can’t help who you love.

Listen on Spotify

Spellwork - Austra Big Love - Fleetwood Mac Terrible Thing - AG I Put a Spell on You - Annie Lennox This Strange Effect - Hooverphonic Holding Out for a Hero - Nothing But Thieves Straight for the Knife - Sia Smooth Operator - Sade Dream Girl Evil - Florence + the Machine Eyes Without a Face - Angel Olsen Cherry - Lana Del Rey Hungry Like the Wolf - Duran Duran Obsession - Animotion Salvatore - Lana Del Rey Glory Box - Portishead Your Blood - Nothing But Thieves Moon in Your Mouth - Goldfrapp

#playlist #music #villains #Bond villain #Bond films #sometimes you make a playlist that is really just for you #and the weird very specific films playing in your own head #Glory Box is possibly my fave song of all time btw

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leftenantjopson · 8 months

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Thank you for tagging me @schofielded!

Relationship status- Head empty, only yearning

Favorite color- Blue

Song stuck in my head- Only Son of the Ladiesman by Father John Misty

Favorite food- thinking very hard about Annie’s Mac and cheese right now

Last song I listened to- Say Yes to Heaven by Lana del Rey

Dream Trip: Éire

Last tv show/movie: 1670 (Netflix)

Sweet/savory/spicy- Sweet

Last thing I googled- the canvas site for my assignment

Tagging whoever wants to

#tag games

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essily · 1 year

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redoing my pinned because its ugly as fuck ♡︎

❥ First of all I’m Esmé, I go by she/her and I’m terrible at wording things so this is gonna be cringe. I also have terrible grammar but I’m trying on this.

❥I'm a Lana Del Rey and Lady Gaga fan but I also like other music. My blog is full of a lot of random shit and I just post what I think really (as long as its not gonna get me cancelled). I like A Series Of Unfortunate Events, Total Drama (specifically season 1, 2 and 3), F.r.i.e.n.d.s, Gilmore Girls, Barbie but I will talk about other shows and stuff.

❥Film wise, I love Cameron Diaz’ work and I like alot of films she stars in. A childhood favourite is Annie, so when the 2014 version came out with Cameron Diaz, I loved it <3. I love The Breakfast Club and Titanic, Mamma Mia, Grease, Hocus Pocus and The nightmare before Christmas (its so nostalgic)

❥Now talking about music, as I mentioned previously I love Lana Del Rey especially but i love Lady Gaga, Taylor Swift and Britney Spears too. I listen mostly to female artists but I like some male artists too. My favourite band is The Stone Roses (that came from my dad).

^ Thats my playlist.

❥My blog is random and just full of alot of reblogs and stuff uno, I’m always looking for moots ♡︎

(i have a second account called aka-honeymoon)

#Spotify #essily #i want moots #lana del rey #lady gaga #britney spears #taylor swift

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crystalnet · 1 year

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Lana LP1-4 Reviews

Here I will be listening through the first 4 LPs of Lana Del Rey for the first time, as a late-in-life super fan (Post-NMR poser). Sorry for anything perceived as hate, I do love this woman.

Born to Die (2012)- This is when the trip hop beats feel a bit canned and temporally displaced from their English, 90s origins in an awkward way, and the strings feel a little canned too— reaching for Zimmer-esque grandeur but falling short. She also uses voices on this that eventually disappear completely from her repertoire, sometimes evoking weird freak-folk stuff like CocoRosie but in a bad girl poet context. She does a Lolita or Little Orphan Annie thing on track 2 Off to the Races, and becomes a weepy tweety bird lush hiccuping her way through Blue Jeans, and I do not bemoan the loss of this slutty b-tier Bond girl schlock she would eventually shed and become more direct about critiquing. It was probably always critique of the male gaze all along, but the lines are blurrier in the beginning for sure when she isn’t willing to so eloquently describe the dimensions of her containment within a patriarchal system.

I imagine how much this must have spoken to the “bad” yet vaguely creative-seeming girls I knew in high school. Lana offered them a clarion call to actualization. By the time this came out though, I was in college working at an Urban Outfitters, and I remember distinctly that the cover photo with the sheer collared blouse and the anal-y coiffed, voluminous Auburn-dyed hair. It just seemed like a in-store promo. “this must be the UO special edition” I thought to myself.

But no, this is how Lana presented, and it happened to coincide with a stupid new idea of the “hipster” that flourished under Obama. Irony, and something about the 60s and 80s and mustache memes all coincided in a fresh new hell that Lana could slot into. But she wasn’t neat and tidy like, say, Vampire Weekend. She was a bad girl. But was it just a bad girl character on par with early Gaga with her vacant party girl shenanigans? Was it new? Ultimately Lizzie Grant will of course go on to reveal the artifice in full, proving the authenticity of the bit as artifice and then go on to remove the mask and invite us in forreal, not just into another one of her haunted mirror labyrinths of lust.

But as I already knew, Lana is less interesting here when she is refusing to take off the mask. This character could definitely speak deeply to someone who sees themselves as actually living a life comparable to that of this Lana Del Rey creation, and the stunning vividity with which the bit is rendered can be engrossing on its own. If all I can hear is the bit, the character, the “mask”, though, well then it’s all artifice without the true artistry she would harness later on and I question what lies beneath without much of an answer in sight. Video Games might come the closest as obvious as it sounds. The critique of her own character and of the culture at large becomes a little more defined.

The contours of MTV’s idea of reality and its failing in the broader context of the 20th century, so tacky and Ed Hardy-ized compared to this misremembered flapper era opulence she insists on reminding us of, it all feels like the ultimate Punk-ing. To dog us all like that while also presenting as the ultimate specimen of a post MTV world. What would you have us do Lana? Go back to the 20s, be rich and white? Go back to the “Gay 1890”s and live for crystalline jazz singers hanging from chandeliers as champagne showers over us, absolving us of our post-industrial, Walmart-ified sins and burning us in a holy conflagration. Nice try Lana, but you’re gonna need to try again next time. Game Over.

7.2/10 (Little more about the music… the writing, the beats, everything is serviceable here, the production helps things never become sleepy, which her vocal stylings might have eventually done. She does not hold back in terms of describing every cubic inch of the world-view of this Lana character. This is not just instagram filter music. It is deeply realized and sometimes novel-esque, if only in terms of seeming like a 11th grader’s slightly last-minute book report on Gatsby. But the ultra textual-density is all already there all along, sheer lyrical depth on par only with conscious rappers. You will not normally find this many words on any other pop records in 2011, that I can almost guarantee. And you also will not find such an utterly and deeply realized aesthetic world, unlike anything any other starlet was even attempting at the time.)

Ultraviolence (2014)

She’s singing softly again, like she always does.

She’s coming on to me, (the gay male listener).

After work, she pulls me in close by my blue paisley-patterned tie and I’m overwhelmed by her Chanel. She’s pulled me back into her world again and I’m hers completely, again and again and again~

This is the one where Lana steps out of the filtered instagram images evoking an abstract past and into the technicolor world of reality, where the Pygmalion of Lizzie Grant’s mind walks full-figured and flesh-covered from out of the mall displays like Kim Catrall in Mannequin (1987). But instead of a bright new future for Lana, this newfound realness comes more in the form of the specificity of a monochromatic, noir landscape and a world utterly described.

Right off the bat, atmosphere seems to have taken on new importance. On her first outing, Lana was proving she was a real girl who could walk and talk. But on UV, now she has a whole windswept seaside to herself to pal around— she isn’t just Off to the Races anymore, but instead insists that every grassy lawn that exists in America is part of her vivid world, which now includes the aesthetics of the films of Lynch and Tim Burton as touchstones. The way they too revel in revealing the decay hidden by suburban facade through film, is also intrinsic to Lana’s music.

This tension too is a part of her world, alongside all the F. Scott Fitzgerald signifiers— sometimes she even seems to be singing to us from the snow globe of Citizen Kane. A starlet tripping the light fantastique in Gotham’s red light district, but now speaking more directly about matters of the soul than merely of the body. And to really Make it Real, she extends her references explicitly:

They think I don't understand

The freedom land of the seventies

I get down to Beat poetry

And my jazz collection's rare

I can play most anything

I'm a Brooklyn baby

(on Shades of Cool). Well okay then Lana, maybe you are more than a mood board. Maybe you like Didion and Kerouac, that tracks. Does she actually like Nabokov or is Lolita entirely useful to her for surface-level reasons? In early interviews she speaks of Cobain and Cash and Dylan, the greats of every genre. And here she does seem more genre-minded… if the trip-hop on LP1 seemed almost out of place under her Jazz age affect, then by leaning into the noir and the gothic that someone like Portishead always channeled, she brings her work closer to something of undeniable substance. Whether she is a trust-fund kid yucking it up in Brooklyn and cultivating a personality made up of vapid cultural cherry-picking, or if she is in fact slyly making fun of that girl is besides the point. She’s real now and she’s here and she’s taking (some) questions.

She tells us on Sad Girl that she’s “a sad girl”. Not just in the summertime then? Do we take her word for it, or is this simply clarification. But we should have known that a being trapped in nostalgia like her early incarnation so clearly is, that she could not possibly be happy constantly looking back like that (or else looking in the mirror). That’s what fast sex and Chiffon is for, always has been, to distract from always looking to find one’s future hidden somewhere in the past.

Generally, we’re introduced to a laconic Lana here. Gone mostly are the peppy, borderline creepy Lolita-isms, and most of the higher BPMs. Now there is darkness and there is violence in its wake. But whether it’s the literal violence of the darkest of relationships or the violence of what ensues when a Fame Monster begins to consume and digest an individual, as it had thoroughly begun to do to Lana, well that all depends on perspective.

Lana had had her awkward SNL performance by now. She had already moved past the discourse around ideas that she was merely an “industry plant”. Something about the times back then and how Adele was the only pop star we allowed to write in a singer-songwriter mode had us truly questioning if this unique artist could possibly be real. “Fucked My Way to the Top” says to stuff all of that, that it’s not that deep. And we’re inclined to believe her.

Lou Reed is mentioned. The beats too. But so is Axel Rose. And the drugged out Lolita returns roughly one time, on Florida Kilos, towards the end. But she’s mostly resolved to stay in ballad mode. She leaves bread crumbs, but the destination isn’t the point. Lana’s artistry here by merely existing as it does seems to say over and over to stop the meaningless discourse. To just shut up. ‘Here is some art that I made, that i needed to make’, she seems to say. And if the mood board seems more varied and specific this time than just ‘The Great Gatsby,’ well I think we’re inclined to keep believing her. She could have truly pulled back and become pure caricature after LP1. Instead she leaned in, slowed it down, clarified herself, and spoke of an all consuming darkness. A decade later and she’s still finding light amidst all the death and the violence of a Cruel World.

8.3/10

Honeymoon (2015)

Well, so I have a confession to make. A bit of a mask-off moment for myself after so much talk of character and artifice. It turns out, embarrassingly enough, that I simply have trouble getting into or distinguishing a lot of early Lana. I say that as a super-fan of the recent 4 LPs, but that may not qualify much. Those who go all the way back with Lana are the real ones. And now that I think of it, more of BTD may have stood out to me than LP2 and 3. Despite the sunny cover featuring our honey looking glamorous in a sun hat, this album mostly continues the thread of dark glamour and decayed opulence she began to focus on between her debut and this 3rd full length outing.

A bit of background: As is the case with many recent bangwagoners, Norman Fucking Rockwell is the moment I went from being a sometimes curious spectator to full stan. Specifically, with the initial utterance on that record (Goddamn, man child/ you fucked me so good that I almost said I love you), Lana had kicked down a backdoor in my mind and ever since that day, she has been with me. Even in 2019, that last summer before COVID, when the greatest ruled both my mind and my piano alike, I remember thinking: Oh, I should go back to her older LPs, right? But even then I knew the answer. It simply might not be for me, that earlier stuff.

And why? The answer either does not exist clearly or is an uncomfortable one. NFR bandwagoners like me should almost feel a need to explain clearly that we are not actually just stans of Jack Antonoff’s production. It might feel that way given the data... he starts working with on her on LP5 which is the first to make a serious ripple on tastemakers’ AotY lists after years of resistance. And then he has been a mainstay collaborator ever since. But that can’t be it. I refuse to give a man credit when the majority of the words and melodies are hers. So what is it? Well, that is something to speak of when I do get to NFR and the material that followed.

For now, I will focus on Lana’s honeymoon phase, even if it is a honeymoon as tragic as her Ultraviolence days. Much of this glides by my ears, and unlike post-2018 material, neither the melodies nor the lyrics often truly grab me. Now to be clear, nothing is bad, nothing is offensive... it’s all often so lovely. And on-brand. But it’s more than beautifully on-brand, right?

Well if the first two LPs had me thinking so much of the character of Lana, well then Honeymoon is the record that has me thinking more about the listener. The listener that Lana imagines when writing, the one she is singing to. Both the imagined one and the literal actual one. She is a girl between the ages of 14 and 24 I believe. She may or may not have had dog-eared copies of Gatsby or Lolita on her dorm-room desk. A poster of Gustav Klimt’s The Kiss on the wall. Does she have crystals? Thoughts about astrology? (yes).

Does she have a troubled past and upbringing? I think she likely does. That this platonic listener of my dreams, whose spirits still haunt r/lana and r/lanita alike, that she truly receives from beyond through these records, of that I am sure. That there is healing for that girl inside of these songs, positive.

I know that several times this girl has moved on from Lana only to return when she needed her most. After a big breakup, or a big meltdown or a really, really bad day at work. But Lana’s songs are also there in the good moments. Nothing here is so blatantly “sad” that it cannot also just mostly be “pretty,” beautiful and transcendent of being emotionally one-note. Fodder for a road trip to the Grand Canyon. Or a time in her life when everything is calm and she can’t believe that death and violence is behind her now. Lana has and will soundtrack all of that for her. New songs to paper over the walls of her own mind with every year or so.

And so now something like Honeymoon is alive for me again. Because I understand at this point, that this is a conversation. And if I am not always one end of this two-way, than I am lucky enough to hopefully (and not intrusively, unwantedly) take part. Maybe some things, for some people, should stay behind glass. It might not be for me per se, and that’s ok.

7.0/10

Lust for Life (2017)

She looks the most like my mom on this cover photo. And this is the first time she’s so clearly gone for a 60s thing... specifically a 1967, Summer of Love thing, Haigh-Ashburry, San Francisco, She’s Leaving Home kind of thing. It’s all right there on the cover and in that smile, and the daisies in her hair, if not always the actual music.

So then this is the far-flung future for Lana. If her music and image and her character was always so haunted by some kind of vague 20s-through-the-50s specter of the recently Old World, then now she’s inhabiting a time that some of our parent’s might actually remember. And to make her intentions clear, that vibrato’d out surf guitar bass on opening track ‘Love’ screams Nancy Sinatra. And the white lace chiffon

#lana #lana del rey #lanita #lizzygrant #borntodie

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anamericangirl · 2 years

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📅 🧑‍🎨 ⏳💞 for music ask game!

📅 A song that calls up a very specific time and place for you

ooh this was hard but I think I'm going to go with The Girl in 14G by Kristin Chenoweth. It's just a silly little song that doesn't mean anything but my sisters and I did a little skit performance of it in a talent show several years ago and it was a big hit. Even a couple years after it we still had people tell us how much they enjoyed it and now some of those people who were good friends have passed away and it was the last thing my sisters and I really did together before going our separate ways so it's just a nice memory for me. Sorry for the rambling lol.

🧑‍🎨A musical artist where you drop everything to hear their latest work

Definitely Lana Del Rey.

⏳ A song you love that was released before you were born

I love so many songs that were released before I was born but I'll try to narrow it down to a couple lol.

I love Here You Come Again and Jolene by Dolly Parton. I also love Annie's Song by John Denver as well as And I Love You So by Don McLeon

💞A song you listen to on loop

Recently the songs I've been looping are Did you know that there's a tunnel under ocean blvd by Lana Del Rey, Morning Elvis by Florence and The Machine with Ethel Cain and Maps by Freya Riding

Thanks this was fun :)

#answered

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moonspirit · 4 months

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my hcs on the alliances favourite song/musician:

levi- Elvis. no specific song

he’d lock himself in a room and blast some of his songs, he’d sip a cup of tea and stare out the window while stewing his hatred for that lil monkey boy zeke. the first time he did this onyankopon broke down the door because he thought levi was gonna kill himself. my reasoning is that I think he’s a lil ol fashioned so.. Elvis.

annie- hit ‘em up, 2pac.

she’d LOVE diss tracks, especially this one. she’d sometimes mumble “..that’s why i fucked yo bitch you fat motherfucka..” in her sleep. the alliance doesn’t let her pick the music anymore after falco and gabi arrived for obvious reasons. if she was more public she’d be cancelled for imitating a black accent.. she can’t help it..

armin- nursery rhymes.

oh god don’t give him the aux.. he would genuinely be listening to “je mappele dolphine” or something like that. do NOT let him find national anthems. (not the lana del rey one.. please let him find that one it’s so good)

gabi- karma, jojo siwa.

you couldn’t water board this information out of her. she pretends her favourite song is also hit ‘em up like annie to act tough but she’s a Jojo siwa fan at heart. she doesn’t let anyone in her room because you’d find every single bow jojo has released, that one mold infested jojo siwa curry sauce, and a karma vinyl she somehow got her grubby hands on.

connie- con calma, daddy yankee.

our latino king! you cannot stop him from replaying this song, unless you want to go get a rabies shot. if he’s listening to spanish songs while driving make sure to buy car insurance right then and there because connie doesn’t have any! and you’re definitely gonna crash..

pieck- telepatia/melting - kali uchis.

couldn’t decide which she’d like more, but she’s a huge fan of cutesy songs. i can also see her liking prom song gone wrong by lana del rey. (can u tell lana is my favourite?) anyway, she would bedazzle her record player with pink rhinestones and dance around her room to kali uchis.

reiner- caramelldanssen, caramella girls.

you CANNOT change my mind. he’d try to overdose on crushed up jolly ranchers (someone scammed him, placebo affect go crazy) while laying face down on the carpet with this song in the background. someone asks him to hangout he’s like nah i’m busy today.. he’s just listening to this song while ugly crying about nothing in particular.

jean- maneater- nelly furtado

much like gabi, he’d probably say his favourite song is something like too many nights or big poppa.. but we all know this is what he’d listen to. that and promiscuous (also by nelly furtado. he’s a huge fan) yeah nobody believes him when he says a hip-hop/rap song.

falco- kidz bop version of ms.jackson. (that kidz pop song SPECIFICALLY.)

while other people are stanning loona or whatever artist he’s stanning kidz bop.. like a true alpha male. he’d also probably say shit like “fudge” instead of fuck and yell “language!!” when someone cusses. bless his heart.

hope u know all these songs, they’re very.. diverse. it took a while to get you these headcanons but i’ve been busy lately.

Hiya xD

Gotta admit, I didn't know a lot of these songs so I had to look them up. Had a great time tho!

I like Levi listening to Elvis. He's an old time king, and he's right - old timey songs really do FTW. Nothing like being holed up in your house with some fucking great tea and 50's rock n roll.

Annie tho xD She can listen to ALLLLLL the diss tracks and hard rap she wants to and wear outfits that got drip and swag but she'll never beat the cute allegations. Sorry but that's... That's just how it is.

But Armin - nursery rhymes???!?! Come ooonnnn you gotta give him more credit than that lol xD I like to think he enjoys pop and instrumental a lot.

Gabi, Falco and Jean being like "No! We're tough nuts! In this house we listen to songs that go hard!" And then actually listening to energetic pop and kidz bop lmaooooo. People pretend they don't know so these three can keep their pride intact xD (secretly they're a club of liars)

I listened to Telepatía by Kali Uchis and omg 🥺 I can imagine Pieck vibing to that slow R&B soul in her room. Dancing around her room as the record player plays and plays and plays. Ahhhh that's such a good image!

The best ones are for last.

Connie boy! He's definitely not got a thought in his head with that song as he drives - and it's a pretty GREAT road trip too! All cheer and good vibes!

Reiner listening to Caramelldanssen is the only thing of true value in this post. In true style, he's got the video and everything playing on the largest screen in his house. He knows the moves. He dances, he sings, he cries.

(the others are horrified. Perfect time for Annie to spit some 2pac diss bars).

thank you for sending these in omg xD

#ask #behyuu #attack on titan #armin arlert #annie leonhart #pieck finger #jean kirstein #reiner braun #levi ackerman #connie springer #falco grice #gabi braun #alliance #shingeki no kyojin #aot #snk #headcanon

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ichijager13 · 1 year

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Teach me how to be loved

Chapter XII

When I'm in your arms, feel like I have it all

Pairing : Eren Jäger x reader, past relationships: Reiner Braun x reader, Jean kristein x reader

Characters: Eren Jäger, Annie Leonhart, Pieck Finger, Reiner Braun, Jean Kristein, Carla Jäger, Sophie Jäger.

This fic is brought to you by Lana Del Rey’s songs

Masterlist, AO3, Playlists: Reader’s POV, Eren’s POV

A/N: Heeey! I'm sorry for the delay, to make it up for you I'll post three chapters this week instead of two so expect an extra chapter over the weekend.

The playlists are finally ready!! I made two, one from Eren's POV and the second from the Reader's. In the reader's playlist, the songs are in chronological order, Jean x reader songs are the first ones, followed by Reiner x reader's, and finally Eren x reader! I hope you enjoy listening to them.

Thank you for the reaction and for reading my work!

Ichi ❤️

The following day you felt so much better so you decided to finish working on your painting.

You put on an old grey hoodie and a pair of black biker shorts and started working. Two hours later, you were interrupted by the door. It was Eren.

“Wait, what’s that on your face?” he asked frowning as soon as you opened the door.

“Where?” you ran a hand across your cheeks looking for some paint stain.

“Here,” he breathed before pressing his lips to yours.

“Really?” you snorted. “Eren, you’ll fall sick,” you spoke against his lips. your arms looped around his broad shoulders when he kissed you again.

“Told you, I’m a tough guy,” he replied after breaking the kiss. “How do you feel today, darling?” he asked before kissing you again. He cupped your face tilting your head to deepen the kiss.

You were positive that if you weren’t afraid one of your neighbors would walk in on you kissing, your heart would’ve exploded from both the kiss and what he just called you. “Can we at least do this inside? I don’t want my neighbors kicking me out of the building,” you joked, trying to catch your breath. Without a warning, he hopped you in his arms and carried you inside the apartment. The whole action caused you to squeak.

He kissed you to the melody of Porkofiev’s fifth symphony making your brain foggy. After a couple of sweet kisses, he asked you if you have already eaten.

“I hope you like Japanese food.”

“I do, thank you.”

“Have you taken your medicines?” you nodded. “Good girl,” he cooed caressing your hair and you could swear he made you see thousands of fireworks blooming at the back of your head.

Once you were done with the dishes, you went back to the living room. You were met with the sight of Eren slouching on your couch. “Aren’t you supposed to be at work?” you pointed out.

“Took the afternoon off,” he simply replied. “Now, come here.” he opened his arms wide for you to cradle up against him.

“Let me change first, I don’t want paint all over my couch or your clothes.”

During the time you spent with him hanging on the couch and talking, you tried to recall when was the last time you felt this relaxed and at peace. Maybe back when I was with Reiner? Certainly. You mused.

Eren was like a talisman that had the ability to chase away all of your demons and intrusive ideas whenever he was around. You could’ve thought about all the way this -letting him in and permitting yourself to put your guard down and just genuinely enjoy his company- was wrong. Instead, you shoved those ideas in a far, far corner of your mind and continued listening to the stories he was telling you.

This can wait. You lectured the voice from inside your head.

Yeah, sure whatever, the voice spoke in a mocking tone. We both know you can never run away from me; it followed before disappearing.

After that afternoon you spent together, you started seeing each other frequently and eventually ended up together.

Weeks later you asked him to accompany you to Pieck and Porco’s wedding.

It was the middle of July, Pieck was in her room getting ready for the ceremony while Annie and you were helping with the preparations.

“I think we can let the guys take care of the rest,” Annie spoke after checking another thing from the list you made the day before. “Armin said he’ll take care of the cake when it arrives and Marcel is with the band as we speak.”

“Perfect,” you sighed unloading the last box of appetizers Eren brought. “Go get dressed, I’ll join you once we get those inside,” you added before you turned to face your boyfriend. “We start with one?” you pointed at one of the bouquets.

“Don’t you think you should go get ready?” he inquired. “I can take care of this,” he followed when you shook your head. “But the ceremony will start in less than three hours.”

“I will when we finish.” Knowing that there was no point in trying again, he sighed and hopped on one of the bouquets.

“I’ll go home now to get dressed. I’ll be back in time to take pictures with my gorgeous woman,” he spoke in a breathy tone once you were done before he caged you in place. “I can’t wait to see you in that dress,” he whispered against your ear before gently nibbling your neck.

“Where were you?” Pieck whined the moment you walked into her room.

“Taking care of the appetizers and the flowers,” you replied. “You look gorgeous, Porco will lose it when he sees you.” you winked before sitting and letting the hairdresser do your hair.

Noticing that Pieck’s legs were shaking, Annie reassured her, “It’s going to be alright, don’t worry. Just enjoy your day and let us take care of everything, alright?” Pieck flashed her a thankful smile before she bobbed her head.

The ceremony and reception took place in a mansion in the Forest Hill neighborhood. The wedding planner -the same Annie hired for her wedding ceremony- did an excellent job transforming the building into a fairy tale castle.

Everyone went silent when the first notes of Cannon in D floated in the air. You were standing next to Annie watching your friend walking down the aisle with her father. Pieck looked dazzling in her off-white dress and her loose hair framing her delicate face.

When you heard the officiant say that Porco can kiss his bride, both you and Annie were in tears.

With his arms resting against the small of your back and yours resting around his neck, you danced to ‘When You’re Smiling’ by Sinatra. With how you looked in your strapless dress, Eren found himself unable to take his eyes off you.

“You look exquisite, sweetheart,” his lips brushed against the skin of your neck sending successive micro shockwaves across your body as you continued dancing.

“I missed seeing her like this,” Annie spoke.

“Me too,” Pieck replied accepting the glass of champagne her friend brought her. “She deserves to be happy.”

“They both do after they’ve been through.”

“And they look great together. Look at her, do you remember the last time you saw her smiling this bright?” Pieck mused, her eyes fixed on the dancefloor where Eren and you were swaying to the melody of ‘My Way’.

“Let’s hope things will work out between them,” Annie sighed.

“Why wouldn’t it,” The bride frowned.

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gildedcigarettes · 2 years

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think ab how i never started listening to florence + the machine and now i only associate with middle aged men try hard fans ( thats unfair but idk) and it made me realize a few things. like how every great artist such as florence when they get more popular inevitably get fans that really only like them bc they know they can have the superiority of listening to quality music HOWEVER miss LANA Del Rey evades all that because those aforemention pretentious bandwagon fans arent humble enough to appretiate or understand her music. like there are annying fans but its different

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lizzygrantarchives · 13 years

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Rolling Stone, January 30, 2012

The singer on her controversial 'SNL' performance, getting sent to boarding school and loving Biggie

JUST 36 HOURS AFTER THE the most polarizing Saturday Night Live performance in recent memory, Lana Del Rey is in New York, eating a cookie. “I actually felt good about it,” she says. “I thought I looked beautiful and sang fine.” But it’s clear that Del Rey has been rattled by the overwhelming Internet vitriol hurled her way after her awkward renditions of two tunes, including the breakout single “Video Games.” Del Rey’s ace in the hole: her debut LP, Born to Die, which blends sweeping orchestral arrangements and hip-hop beats with confessional lyrics about partying and unhealthy relationships. “Now my life is sweet like cinnamon,” she sings on standout cut “Radio.” “Like a fuckin’ dream I’m livin’ in.”

How did it feel to sing on live TV?

It felt OK. The cast and crew said they loved it. I know some people didn’t like it, but that’s just the way I perform, and my fans know that.

Are you comfortable on stage?

I’m nervous. I’m not a natural performer or exhibitionist. When I was younger, I hated the focus, and it made me feel strange.

The backlash to that performance has been pretty harsh.

There’s backlash about everything I do. It’s nothing new. When I walk outside, people have something to say about it. It wouldn’t have mattered if I was absolutely excellent. People don’t have anything nice to say about this project. I’m sure that’s why you’re writing about it.

Have I given you the impression that I don’t like your music? I do! Especially the song “Radio.”

No. I don’t know how you feel about it. It’s not easy to gauge how people feel about it. I don’t really want to go into it. But thank you, I love “Radio” too.

When was the first time you stepped onstage?

I was the littlest orphan in Annie when I was three.

What was the first music you loved?

We didn’t have a TV, so I remember seeing Nirvana’s “Heart-Shaped Box” video when I was 11, at a party at my mom’s friend’s house. There was just something about the look in Kurt’s eye that made me feel like I knew what he was feeling, like I could relate to him. I still listen to Nirvana most days.

In your song “Blue Jeans,” you sing, “I grew up on hip-hop.” Did you?

I really loved Eminem. And in high school, my English teacher introduced me to Biggie Smalls. I loved “Me & My Bitch.”

Do you have a big record collection?

I’m more of a singles person. I love the Beach Boys'”Fun, Fun, Fun,” Leonard Cohen’s “Suzanne” and Nina Simone’s “The Other Woman.” And hearing Bob Dylan’s “It’s Alright, Ma (I’m Only Bleeding)” for the first time was a revelation. I watched Don’t Look Back a lot and read the biography by Anthony Scaduto. Like everyone else, Bob floors me.

Where did you write “Video Games”?

In London. I was with Justin Parker, one of my producers, and I just started humming and freestyling over that progression of chords. It took me about 10 minutes, maybe. We knew we had something special. It was the perfect song for me — it was me in song form.

In your song “Off to the Races,” you mention cocaine, Bacardi chasers and cognac. Do you drink much?

I’ve been clean for some time now. I haven’t had a drink in many years, but I used to. Back when I was drinking a lot, I got in trouble and was sent to boarding school. But I straightened out after that.

Lyrics about taking someone’s body “downtown” appear twice on the album. What does that mean?

It has a couple of meanings. One is, “Let’s go out, let’s go downtown!” And the other is… [Laughs] That’s it.

Originally published on rollingstone.com with the headline Q&A: Lana Del Rey.

#2012 #Born to Die #Rolling Stone #Austin Scaggs

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chasingmidnights · 10 months

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Glorious Purpose!

Playlist 4 of many characters that I’m making playlists for. This is one that I’ve created is for Loki. I do not claim to own any of the songs. This will be an ever growing list and I will be constantly adding to it, this is just what have right now.

Take a listen here.

Songs Included Are:

~ Dark Horse by Katy Perry; ft. Juicy J

~ Dark Paradise by Lana Del Rey

~ Free Bird by Lynyrd Skynyrd

~ Enchanted (Taylor's Version) by Taylor Swift

~ Glory and Gore by Lorde

~ Gods & Monsters by Lana Del Rey

~ How to Love by Lil Wayne

~ I Fell In Love with the Devil by Avril Lavigne

~ I Wanna Be Your Slave by Maneskin

~ I Write Sins Not Tragedies by Panic! At the Disco

~ John Wayne by Lady Gaga

~ Judas by Lady Gaga

~ Legendary Lovers by Katy Perry

~ Mad Hatter by Melanie Martinez

~ My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark by Fall Out Boy

~ Nectar of the Gods by Lana Del Rey

~ Once Upon a Dream by Lana Del Rey

~ Run This Town by Jay-Z; ft. Rihanna & Kanye West

~ Trouble Ahead by Joanna Jones as The Dame

~ Used to the Darkness by Des Rocs

~ Wicked as They Come by CRMNL

~ Wonderland by Taylor Swift

~ Renegade by Styx

~ Enemy by Imagine Dragons; ft. JID, Arcane, League of Legends

~ Going to Hell by The Pretty Reckless

~ I Put A Spell On You by Annie Lennox

#loki playlist #glorious purpose #glorious purpose playlist #loki marvel #spotify playlists #spotify music #spotify #loki #the midnight music gallery #tom hiddleston #tom hiddleston characters

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pastryleclerc · 1 year

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hello everyone! ✨️ below you will find the most important information about the author and the links to tagged games, etc. which will offer a little deeper view into the author's head (and life) 👀 if you wanna know more, you can always send me a dm or ask 🥰

name

i have a classic german name which i won't post publicly, but just call me anne or annie for short :)

age

at the time of writing this i am 21 years of age and i'll start my taylor swift year on december 12th 🎂

looks

i am a brunette girl with shoulder-length hair and green (and a hint of grey) eyes (side fact: i have the same eyecolor as charles leclerc and it's the rarest eye color), my height is 162cm or 5"3', i have three tattoos (bound to become more) and a lip piercing at the same place luke hemmings used to have his, i am absolutely not thin but i'm currently trying to loose weight 👩

job

i'm currently a trainee at our district administration in the system of the dual education (1-2 days of school per week and the rest in the office) with the intention to get my bachelor in public administration afterwards! 👩‍💼

places i've been to

the netherlands 🇳🇱, france 🇫🇷, italy 🇮🇹 and greece 🇬🇷 and - of course - germany 🇩🇪

interests

obviously f1 and football, but also: movies, tv shows, cooking, baking, singing (fun fact: i sing in our local choir), dancing, playing handball, playing tennis/badminton, hang out with my friends, going to parties/concerts/etc., travelling, reading, listening to music, swimming, riding the bike, inline skating, ice skating, talking about history (there's more that i can't think of right now but will definitly add) 💛

favorite movies/tv shows

movies: i will watch anything from marvel and dc, the golden age of barbie (aka the early 2000s-2010s movies), mamma mia 1 & 2, top gun 1 & 2, the m:i movies, dirty dancing, pretty woman, titanic, pearl harbor (judge me as much as you want i liked the movie), more that i currently can't think of - tv shows: hawaii five-0, gossip girl (og), pretty little liars, supernatural, desperate housewives (again, judge me as much as you want), bridgerton, more that i currently can't think of

football favorites

clubs: bvb and man city / players: basically all of the bvb squad, john stones, stefan ortega (my friend knows him lmao), christian pulisic, ben chilwell, cesar azpilicueta, kdb, erling haaland (there are probably more haha) ⚽️

motorsport favorites

charles leclerc, sebastian vettel (side fact: he's from the same state as i am), george russell, lando norris, oscar piastri, michael schumacher, daniel abt, nico hülkenberg - teams: ferrari (and mercedes, due to my family) 🏎

artists/genres i listen to often

first things first: i normally describe my taste in music as "everything i love" which is actually such a weird mix / artists: taylor swift, abba, katy perry, the weeknd, ariana grande, lana del rey, måneskin, dua lipa, 5sos, wet leg, wincent weiss, lady gaga - genres: musicals, indie, edm, house, pop 🎶

fun facts

we have a dog at home, my favorite animals are penguins, i have been to the first ever bvb vs. chelsea game, i've been to concerts of 5sos and wincent weiss, i like to build legos, i am an only child, i don't have a favorite season, there also isn't a color i don't like but i prefer beige pink and yellow, the glass is half full when you intentionally fill it up half way and half empty when you drink from it, my favorite quote is "even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise" from victor hugo's "les misérables", my english level is c2, my french level is b2, my spanish level is b1, i once had ancient greek in school, i hated the sciences (math, biology, science and physics), i'm bisexual ☀️

tagged games

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#about the author #fun facts #movies #tv shows #actors #football #soccer #f1 #formula 1 #marvel #dc #pretty little liars #top gun maverick #music #taylor swift #german #barbie #bridgerton

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