#no words for the perfection of this song

[lululeighsworld]

it was literally their moment and they just let us watch

(if you need me i'll be marinating in this for the foreseeable future)

[gentlebeard]

If I could hold you for a minute, Darling, I’d go through it again

For @edsbacktattoo & @stedesearring 💕 Show: Our Flag Means Death - Season 1 & 2 Music: Francesca by Hozier YouTube

[hewantshisbrideback]

ARYA STARK AND THE GODS ❦ BOURNE FOR THE GOD OF DEATH

Thirty different gods stood along the walls, surrounded by their little lights. The Weeping Woman was the favorite of old women, Arya saw; rich men preferred the Lion of Night, poor men the Hooded Wayfarer. Soldiers lit candles to Bakkalon, the Pale Child, sailors to the Moon-Pale Maiden and the Merling King. The Stranger had his shrine as well, though hardly anyone ever came to him. Most of the time only a single candle stood flickering at his feet. The kindly man said it did not matter. "He has many faces, and many ears to hear."

The Many-Faced God, also known as Him of Many Faces, is a deity worshipped by the Faceless Men, a guild of assassins established in the Free City of Braavos. The tale of the guild's beginnings centers around a figure of unknown origins, the first Faceless Man, who heard the prayers of the slaves to their various gods of death and came to conclude they all prayed to the same god "with a hundred different faces", the Many-Faced God, and that he was "that god's instrument".

This belief came to be reflected in the Guild's temple, which has a large public sanctuary that contains idols of thirty death gods. The religious order refills its pool of black water with a poison, so that drinking from it leads to a painless death. Visiting worshippers light candles to their god, then drink from the fountain using a stone cup, then go lie in one of the alcoves. Others take advantage of special alcoves, called "dreaming couches", which have special candles that bring visions of the past, for a sweet and gentle death.

Followers of Him of Many Faces consider death to be part of the natural order of things and a merciful end to suffering. The guild will agree to kill anyone in the known world, for a price, considering this contract to be a sacrament of their god. The price is always high or dear, but within means of the person if they are willing to make the sacrifice. The cost of their services also depends on the prominence and security of the target.

The High Valyrian words associated with the cult and its assassins are valar morghulis, or "all men must die", and its traditional response, valar dohaeris, or "all men must serve". This philosophy runs deep. Members are made to forsake their identities for the service of the Many-Faced God, and may only assassinate targets they have been hired to kill. They are not allowed to choose who is worthy of the "gift" by themselves.

[rexscanonwife]

‘some might say we’re released, pushing daisies, deceased

but we all know the worms must be fed,

there’s just one lingering fear, oh my soul, is it here?

or is it rotting somewhere with my head?’

[seaweedstarshine]

[just after having helped River make a getaway from a heist of an astatine lace shawl — the rarest substance in the universe — without her even needing to ask beyond a simple “hello sweetie” scrawl in the sky] [Eleventh Doctor] “I can see its worth — but Alice is right! What’s so special about a lace shawl?” [River] “Ah, well, lace, you see, is the traditional gift for a thirteenth wedding anniversary…” [Eleventh Doctor] “Wedding anniversary? Whose wedding anniversary?” [River] “Spoilers…!” *winks* [Thirteenth Doctor, reminiscing] “I love River.”

HAPPY THIRTEENTH WEDDING ANNIVERSARY TO THE DOCTOR AND RIVER SONG!

Sources: Diary of River Song: The Furies, Diary of River Song: The Lady in the Lake, The Day of the Moon, Doctor Who Magazine Special Edition #33, The Wedding of River Song, The Big Bang, The Angels Take Manhattan, The Many Lives of Doctor Who: Without a Paddle, The Time of the Doctor, Forest of the Dead, Let's Kill Hitler, Diary of River Song: The Wife of River Song, Eleventh Doctor Year Two: Physician Heal Thyself, A Good Man Goes to War, Eleventh Doctor Chronicles: Broken Hearts, The Husbands of River Song, Doctor Who Confidential: When Time Froze

[shellem15]

Thinking about the Dawnfather. A god of light, a god of harvest, a god of the sun itself. Good but not nice, kind but not soft. Life-giving but also scorching. Protective, warm, and kind, but also stern, harsh, and abrasive. His light can foster growth, can protect and guide, but it can also scorch and burn. The sun is warm and nurturing but don’t stare at it too long, child, it’ll blind you.

Was he always so hard? Did he always hide his face with the harsh light of the sun? Or was there a time when he smiled and laughed, let others see him as he truly was?

Thinking about the Schism. Was the Dawnfather close to the Betrayer Gods before they turned? He must have been, Asmodeus wouldn’t be so hung up on him if he wasn’t. Speaking of Asmodeus, he was once a being of light, like the Dawnfather and the Everlight are now. Were they closer than the others? When the Gods came to Exandria, did they come from the same place or were they scattered, a ragtag group of survivors fleeing from predators seeking to devour them? And if the latter is true, did these three beings of light come from the same place? Siblings, born from the same stuff, forever tied to one another?

If this was the case, then, what was their relationship before the Schism? Did they call each other “Brother” and “Sister”? Did they hold each other when they were scared, dry each other’s tears, laugh and joke and tease and fight and make up because they were siblings and they’d always be together, and they loved each other with every fiber of their being and they only had each other. When Predathos came, when it devoured two of their newfound siblings, did the Dawnfather hold them both and promise them that everything was going to be okay because he was their brother and he was going to protect them, all of them. The gods, mortals, the world itself, they would not be devoured, they would not be destroyed, because he was there and would fight until his very last breath to keep them safe.

Wondering then, was that the moment when Asmodeus truly grew to hate their creations? Seeing his brother and sister and siblings risk their lives just to protect some mewling mortal wretches when they could just leave it all behind and start somewhere new. Was that the moment when he realized that mortals had done something to them, changed them when they were not supposed to change. Why else would they risk being devoured by Predathos, why else would they suffer through war with the Primordials? Why else would they choose them over him!? Was this the moment when he decided to conspire with the Primordials and the other Betrayer Gods? To destroy this world and the mortals on it so they could finally leave. And they would leave, of course, because the Dawnfather was his brother and the Everlight was his sister and the Gods were a family, and at the end of the day, they would always be together, and once the corrupting influence of those mortals was gone, they would surely all see reason.

And when the Dawnfather discovered this betrayal, when all the Prime Deities did, he must have been furious. How could they!? His kin, his brother, who had always been by his side through everything, how could they turn around and destroy their creations, their children. And so he and the other Primes took up arms and fought against their own family to protect this world they had created, and their children who inhabited it. Those battles must have been brutal, bonds of comradery broken, kin clashing against kin, screaming curses as they tore each other apart.

During those final battles of the Schism, when the Dawnfather clashed against Asmodeus, did they scream at each other in rage? A twisted reflection of previous squabbles, different because this time it was real, this time there is no forgiveness, no making up. When the Dawnfather knocked Asmodeus down, crushed his throat under his foot and banished him to the Hells, was he yelling when he disowned him? Or was he quiet when he did it, his voice going into a low growl, deadly calm as he told him that he was not his brother anymore. And moments previously, when the Dawnfather could have easily killed him, did he look into Asmodeus’s eyes and see his brother? Scared and hurt by his hands, hands that once held him and swore to protect him. In that moment, did the Dawnfather realize he couldn’t kill him? Because that was his brother and despite everything, he still loved him, and hurting him brought him more grief and pain than he could ever imagine. So instead, he banished him, locked him and all the other Betrayers away because he and the other Primes couldn’t bring themselves to kill their family, but they also couldn’t let them free.

Was this when the Dawnfather obscured his face? Hardened his heart because otherwise he would break, and he cannot break, because the other gods need him to be strong, because Exandria needs him to be strong. And so he stayed strong, despite the grief, despite the guilt, despite the pain of heartbreak, of hurting the ones he loved to protect the ones he loved. And this hardening must have continued, running himself ragged during Calamity, beating back Tharizdun, protecting Ioun after she almost died, sheltering the Everlight after Asmodeus once again betrayed her, stabbed her in the back and left her broken and weak when all she wanted was to do was get her brother back, to save him from his own wrath. Failure after failure after failure to protect those he cared about, to protect his siblings and mortals and Exandria itself. The guilt of his failures must be overwhelming, and these are his failures: Predathos devoured his siblings under his watch, his siblings betrayed them under his watch, Calamity ravaged Exandria under his watch, and even now, the threat of Predathos has once again returned under his watch.

No wonder he is so harsh now, so controlling now: because every time he has failed in his vigilance the world has suffered for it. He can’t fail again; he can’t lose any more siblings. And so, he continues hardening his heart, continues fighting, because the sun must always rise again in the morning, no matter what.

[thetwilightroadtonightfall]

“Sing, let your heart soar! Sing forever!

Sad and so happy! Feelings flow over

Now our world is full of all kinds of colors

Closing my eyes, I still can see the stars…”

Overmorrow -FIN-

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[syxnewt]

@carlyraejepsans remember a couple whenevers ago I asked if I could make daemo a theme song well i did it and I hope you like it

[invisiblemonstrosity]

twin peaks fire walk with me // another man’s grave - amigo the devil

[chaos-bringer-13]

I am spreading the madness. I will be @bloggerspam 's crazy priest, making people cry about Mimi's stories. All hail Mimi. All hail bloggerspam.

[zorionbbq]

YAKUZA THEATRHYTHM RHYTHM GAME NOW!!!!!!!!

[sparklyslug]

Between Therapists Wellness Hack #57: curated Spotify playlist of anime opening/closing bops from the teen years, my brain is ALIGHT RIGHT NOW

[bluespiritshonour]

I'm kicking, screaming, crying, throwing up, pulling my hair out by the roots—

Exile by Taylor Swift is such a Maiko-coded song. Like, it doesn't get more perfect. Literally every single line of that song fits with Maiko perfectly ugh!!!

The way I'm feeling right now has no solution, no relief. It's like how you want to crush cute things cause there really isn't any response that would deal with the stimulus called cuteness? I'm going crazy because I can't express how much I love this song and I love maiko and sometimes words aren't necessary. Sometimes it's just the vibes and exile is so maiko in vibes—I feel like I've understood a lot of things I feel like throwing up.

It's like Zuko and Aang looking at the dragon flames and understanding firebending. I listen to exile and it's just—maiko in my head...just pictures and vibes and feels. No words apart from the ones in the song and they fit, okay?

[melit0n]

Per your request for lyrics, how about my favorite line from Ascensionism (my favorite song)?

"Lipstick, chemtrails, red flags, pink nails/ with one eye on the door other eye on a rail/ other other eye following a scarlet trail/ and the last few drops of the Holy Grail."

Oooo this is a good one!!

First off, there's a obvious juxtaposition within the first line "Lipstick, chemtrails, red flags, pink nails". Lipstick and pink nails typically connotate to feminity and beauty, pink being symbolistic of love and compassion as well as being the 'girly' colour.

However, "chemtrails" and "red flags" suggest a threat. Chemtrails are those fun little trails that are left in the sky due to airplanes/general aircraft, but, on the conspiracy side of things, the reason why chemtrails are called chemtrails is because some people believe the gov is releasing toxic chemicals into the atmosphere via aircraft. It's being used as a descriptor of someone who is utterly toxic but hidden under a layer of beauty.

It's a very smart descriptior, if that's what it's aimed to be instead of the remains of biochemical waste, which is equally as toxic.

I don't think I need to explain how red flags equals bad.

Then, we have "with one eye on the door, other eye on the rail". Straight up, it gives prey vibes. Something coming out of its burrow and keeping a careful eye for what might just be the end of it. He's on the watch for both an exit (the door) and a path leading to it (the rail). It's fight or flight, basically; flight has already been chosen, because he knows this isn't a fight he can win, so he's mapping out his ways to escape. Also gives off a trapped vibe.

And then we get third eye imagery in "Other other eye following a scarlet trail". Also I'm glad I'm not the only person who hears 'other other' instead of 'with' or 'while' lmao. The third eye is typically, by Wikapedia definition, 'associated with religious visions, the ability to observe chakras and auras, and out-of-body experiences.' Third eye sees what cannot be seen by the other two, basically, which links into to the whole Vessel being a supernatural vessel of Sleep thing.

With "scarlet trail", what are the first things you think of with scarlet? Probably blood, right? Scarlet is actually a very 'religous' colour, believe it or not! It's typically worn by Cardinals of the Catholic Church and represents the blood of Christ; salvation, devotion and sacrifice. And, y'know, death. It invokes an image of a dead body, a corpse of prey, being dragged back to the Hunter's den to be consumed, which adds to the overall sense of danger.

Finally, we've got "the last few drops from the Holy Grail". It put emphasis on the mildly hidden religious imagery of the past line with The Holy Grail, which is (in Christian theology) the cup that Christ drank from at the last supper and that was used to collect his blood at his crucifixion. In some theologies, and The Indiana Jones movies, whatever is drunk from the cup will turn the drinker immortal. Whatever you believe "the last few drops" represent, it's been nearly depleted.

Thank you for indulging in my want for lyric analysis! I had a bit of fun with this one, so I hope this wasn't too much.

@moonchild-in-blue think you might like this one!

[ruinsofathen]

Who the hell am I ?

1. Drag me, Tiny Little Houses  2. & 11. intro: persona, BTS  3. lost in time and space, Lord Huron  4. Body of Land, Alexandra Levasseur  5. alejandra pizarnik  6. jorge luis borges  7. pinterest  8. two evils, Bastille  9. The book of disquiet, Fernando Pessoa  10. fear and loathing, MARINA  12. Essam Maroif  13. Angel Ploetner  14. A breath of life, Clarice Lispector  15. my soul was being destroyed, Naomi Watts  16. valley of the dolls, MARINA  17. Mirror, Ider  18. Paprika (2006) dir. Satoshi Kon  19. Claude Cahun  20. Feminine stereotypes by Romina Bassu  21. Andrés Cerpa  22. Idol, BTS  23. Perfect Blue (1997) dir. Satoshi Kon