#punks-n-rec

[aeolianblues]

🎵 SONG-TO-GO 🎵

It's Friday again, which means unbelievably, I get to do yet another song wizard new music Friday. For a 5th week! Somehow you're all still here. I'm not out of music, so let's do this!

For the uninitiated, Song-To-Go is a weekly song poll to take a lesser-known song along with you as you scroll!

As with last week, choose songs based on the 30-second Spotify snippets if you don’t know them (I’ve tried to make sure there’s something you won’t know), and if you like them they’re yours* to carry along on your trip!

*as in add them to your library etc., if you like them a lot come ask me and I’ll try and dig up a Bandcamp like for you, hee hee

[last week’s poll, now complete, and you can see the results. Or just listen to more music! And then tell me about it :) ]

This week's picks are all about rock and weird but really catchy indie (and the one ska punk track). What other genres do you want to hear in the next few weeks?

As always, poll’s open for a week, so if you miss this one, I’ll be back with another one by next Friday. I think I'll also keep a running playlist of everything I've posted so far, plus others I'm planning to use for upcoming weeks because honestly, I don't really feel like there's a magician's cloth I'm pulling back to reveal songs. A lot of this is actually just stuff I've played on introducing radio over the last 4 years :P

The growing playlist, here.

Happy scrolling! If you want to give your mutuals a few new songs, reblog and tell them what you liked. Happy listening!

[daily-folkpunk]

DAY 100: DAYS N DAZE - 1984

[artofkhaos404]

Randomly binged some Green Day for the first time. Fantastic! The vibes are immaculate. Got any song recs for me?

Also, is the general consensus that they're more punk or pop punk? Leave your opinion down in the comments.

[alurite16]

Listen to miserable by ORISUN idiots

[softgothbabe]

Do you want a long night?

Do you wanna be mine?

Do you wanna go once, go twice?

[crabbish21]

LISOGA by The Heavy Forgiveness: listen for Bruce Springsteen vibes and sparkly synths and damn good songwriting!!

[icymusicreviews]

If anyone has some recommendations on albums to listen to I’m looking for suggestions!

[boimgfrog]

my dad listened to a lot of metal and Avril lavigne when I was a kid, and he always called it "rock" music, and to this day I'll listen to actual rock music n be like...this is literally like, indie music. where's the screaming where's the spitting. could use more drums.

[itsbrucey]

hihii brucey helloo! So so I was listening to your dndads playlists on spotify and was wondering if you have heard of a song called I Don’t Wanna Be Me by Type O Negative? (you probably have) and if you haven’t i would recommend it :]]

It is very Glenn to me (apologies for the weird music recommendation)

First order of business. Let me know if the playlists suck/you have recommendations :] SCARY'S HAS MORE AND THE KIDDADS ONE IS VERY MUCH SO GONNA BE WORKED SO. SORRY!

second. I hadn't heard of it!! I think I've heard of Type O Negative before because I listen to metal and rock a lot, but I never really sunk my teeth into gothic stuff ( I have dabbled with doom metal though!). The song is really good and I'D AGREE!! GLENNCORE.

The entire song about rather being somebody else bc you suck so bad + the part about the heart attack? Dying alone in the snow??? Oh.........Glenncore 100%. I can really imagine this song for the Roc until the beach sequence, y'know??

[progenyofw0e]

─── ⋆⋅Day 1 ⋅⋆ ──

a song you like with a colour in the title

any new order song makes me feel like a kid again, i love being raised by a goth mum 😁 i do want to admit that @ihugmomo <3 has inspired me to do this, im feeling a bit silly today and looking at this list i just know this is going to be the most random mix 😭

[aeolianblues]

🎵 SONG-TO-GO 🎵

You're being visited by the song wizard! Friday, week 6, I come bearing music! Here’s another song wizard new music Friday, a weekly poll to take a lesser-known song along with you as you scroll!

As with last week, choose songs based on the 30-second Spotify snippets if you don’t know them (I’ve tried to make sure there’s something new and lesser known), and if you like them they’re yours* to carry take on your trip!

*as in add them to your library etc., if you like them a lot come ask me and I’ll try and dig up a Bandcamp like for you, hee hee

[last week’s poll, playlist of everything so far and more]

Fun fact, if you've been taking out a song to go each week, you've tasted over 35 new songs. Wow!

This week, some rock, dance punk, emo/pop punk and indie. Poll’s open for a week, new one next Friday.

Happy scrolling! If you want to give your mutuals a few songs, reblog, and let them know what you liked :)

[daily-folkpunk]

DAY 120: DAYS N DAZE (FT. WE THE HEATHENS) - SELF DESTRUCTIVE ANTHEM

[artofkhaos404]

Alright guys, I'm finally doing it! Gonna explore the Ramones discography. I need recs, what are some of your favorites?

[dancehallcrasher]

Hmmmmmm might be time to go goth

[fbfh]

makey makeover - rodrick x hyperfeminine reader

wc: 1.5k

pairing: rodrick x gn hyperfeminine!reader

warnings: rodrick isn't used to being taken care of but only briefly mentioned at the end, rodrick does not know what hyaluronic acid is

summary: rodrick can never say no to you, but if it means having you straddle his lap while you use all your skincare products on him and listen to music together, he wouldn't want to say no anyway.

song recs: makey makeover - crazy ex girlfriend cast, jesus of suburbia - green day, perfect day - hoku

a/n: I started writing a kids book yesterday?? like I finished the first chapter and outline in one sitting???? it wasn't at all planned but when the muse strikes yk. Anyway I don't think it will take me as long to write so if you wanna read a chapter book about magic and girlhood and unicorns and other mythical creatures with bella sara vibes that's probs gonna be ready reasonably soon lol

tags: @yesv01 @magcon7280 @dustyinkpages @the-snake-pit @kiara7777 @inthehoneymoonwithconnorrk800 @followingthefanfiction @2220825 @Maggzsworld @xiaos_crustytoenails @ionlymadethisaccountbcihadto @strawberryjen124 @Isaentremundos @hxnbah

Rodrick likes to think he's a pretty tough guy. Between being born and raised on the rebellious messages of pop punk music, and the nonconforming ideologies of emo and other alt subcultures, Rodrick knows in his bones that he'll never let the man break his spirit. He'll never bow down to someone just because they want him to do something. He's had countless opportunities to stand by these beliefs at school and at home, and he has never - not once - come close to doing anything for someone simply because they want him to. Rodrick has been confident in his ability to never give into other people’s orders, no matter how much they demand of him. 

Until now.

“Pretty please, Roddy…?” You pout your glossy lips at him, blinking up at him and batting your doll like eyelashes, and that’s all it takes to make him fold.

“...I guess, if you really-” He’s cut off by an excited squeal from you, and he’s glad that you’re too distracted to notice him blush. Rodrick has never felt his willpower give in so fast, but as he watches you rush around your room and smile, delighted that he’d agreed, he realizes that he’d do pretty much anything you tell him too. Ben and Chris would call him a pussywhipped simp, but… no, that’s pretty much it. He chuckles a little at the thought, watching the pile of stuff grow. He recognizes nail polish and tweezers, but that’s about it.

“Thank you thank you thank you!” You say, rambling happily as you settle down on your bed across from him. “I’ve been wanting to do self care stuff but I’ve done so many everything showers and self care nights there’s nothing left for me to do on myself. But you…”

You take his face in your manicured hands, moving him around to inspect more closely.

“You are in serious need of a facial.”

Rodrick doesn’t really process what you’re saying, he just loves when you touch his face like that. 

“...Uh, yeah totally.” He mutters absentmindedly, distracted by your sweet smell. After a moment, he processes what you said, and chuckles, leaning back into your silky pink pillows. “Babe, you can do anything to me, anywhere, anytime.” 

You giggle, feeling your face flush a little as you get all your stuff organized. Rodrick runs his hands up and down your waist, fidgeting with your soft fluffy pajama shorts and big loded diper shirt you wear all the time. He sees the little burn marks and worn out hems and realizes it’s the one you stole from him. He smiles softly, loving the way you look in it even more now. His attention is pulled back to you when you push something over his face, brushing his hair back. You adjust the fluffy cat ears on the headband, making sure you have access to his whole face. Rodrick giggles a little, knowing he must look a little out of place wearing a pierce the veil shirt and fluffy kitty cat headband. 

“I don’t think my forehead has been this exposed since like, 4th grade…” he chuckles.

“That’s good, you’ll have less sun damage that way.” You smile, putting some micellar water on a cotton pad. It’s a little cold to the touch, but after a moment, the feeling of you gently wiping over his face and neck ends up being way more relaxing than he had expected it to. You throw it away, and he hears it land in your trash can with a crinkle. 

“I’m gonna mist your face now, okay?” You say, and he nods. You spray rose water on his face, and Rodrick can’t get over how considerate you are to give him a heads up like that. Rodrick smiles a little as he adjusts to the subtle floral smelling facial spray he’s used to smelling on you. He basks in the quietness of your room, opening his eyes as he watches you sitting on his stomach and looking for the next product. You hesitate for a moment. You feel like something’s missing, but you can’t put your finger on it.

“Oh,” you say, reaching for your phone as you remember. You open up Spotify, and put your favorite playlist on shuffle - the one you and Roddy share. It’s full of both your favorite songs, mostly boiling down to early 2000’s pop punk and trashy pop. It’s chaotic but really does suit you both perfectly.  Rodrick smiles suddenly as he instantly recognizes the opening notes of Jesus of Suburbia begin to play. You take out your favorite serum, jasmine and blackberry hydrating jelly, and place a few drops around his face. 

“What’s that one?” Rodrick asks, picking up another bottle. 

“Hyaluronic acid.”

Rodrick looks at the little dropper bottle.

“Does it, like, melt the flesh right off your bones?” 

“No…?” You chuckle, massaging his cheekbones and jawline with your fingertips.

“Then why is it called hydroponic acid?” He asks rhetorically, “Acid is supposed to melt shit.”

You laugh again, and he makes a mental note to sample your laughter for a song at some point in the future. He doesn’t know which one yet, but he knows it will be his best one yet. 

You rub some cooling aloe vera gel into his skin, then take out your rose quartz gua sha stone. You tap your fingertips against his chest, and he looks at you with an amused smile.

“What does that do?”

He watches you work, eyes locked on you. He can’t remember the last time he felt this relaxed and peaceful. 

“I’m prepping your lymphatic drainage system.” 

That clarified absolutely nothing for Rodrick, but he trusts you implicitly. You’re so good at so many things, but Christ, you could write a book on all that girly beauty stuff. It’s way more hardcore than people think it is. You know about all these acids and drainage systems and the pink rock thing, and even though he’s impressed, he’s not at all surprised by how good you are at all this stuff.

You begin gently gliding your gua sha over Roddy’s skin, working from his forehead down to his neck and jawline. He stops talking as you work, and it’s like you melt all of the stress out of his body through his face. He could fall asleep with you touching him so gently like this. After a while you rub some more cream into his face, then place something under his eyes that feels like thinly sliced jello.

“What the fuck?” He asks, bringing another laugh out of you. He watches you take two more of the weird jelly things and put them under your own eyes.

“They’re under eye masks.” You answer with a chuckle. “They hydrate your skin, depuff, and get rid of dark circles.”

“Huh…” he hums in response, playing with the patches as they sit on his face. 

Once you’ve used half your arsenal of skincare products on him, you peel off his sheet mask and let him sit up. You hand him a mirror, and as he sits up and stretches a little, kind of wishing you had more to do, he feels like he just woke up from the best sleep of his life. 

“So? What do you think?” You ask excitedly. He can’t help but crack a smile at how cute you are. Rodrick takes the mirror you offer him. When he sees his reflection, he almost doesn’t recognize himself. 

“Oh my god…” he says with a soft smile. He’s glowing. He doesn’t think he’s ever looked this soft and moisturized and… cared for before. He doesn’t even have any crusty eyeliner from yesterday smudged around his eyes. He can never get it off all the way, but one wave of your magic wand, and it’s gone. He laughs again, touching his cheek. He looks up at you in surprise.

“My face is so smooth…” “I know!” You exclaim in delight. “So, do you like facials after all?”

You have a feeling you already know the answer, but Rodrick looks up at you anyway.

“Yeah,” he states, pulling you in for a kiss, his lips soft and exfoliated, topped with your favorite strawberry lip balm. You think Rodrick is right, it does taste better in a kiss. After he pulls away, it takes him a minute for his brain to stop short circuiting. 

“So… uh, are we doing this again next weekend?” 

You laugh at his hopeful tone of voice, how he raises his eyebrows a little. 

“Yeah.” You nod, taking him in for another kiss. You take his hands in yours, looking at the stick and poke tattoo he got of the heart you drew on his hand in chemistry class, his little calluses from drumming. “Next week I can do something about your cuticles.”

[holylulusworld]

Food thieves (2)

Summary: They are always hungry.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader x Steve Rogers

Warnings: fun, fluff, banter, food theft, implied oral (fem rec)

Catch up here: Food thieves

Food thieves masterlist

“Barnes, let me down! You won’t raid my mini-fridge or secret stash,” you growl and slap Bucky's ass. “Let me down! Super-soldier or not, I’ll murder you if you steal more of my food.”

“Doll, we will pay you back.” Steve tries to calm you down. How about this? We have a movie night at your place. Eat your food, and tomorrow, we will not only replace all the food we ate but also cook for you.”

Bucky snickers when you keep throwing insults at Steve. You don’t believe a single word. Week after week the food you bought disappeared, and they never replaced a single thing. If they want to steal your secret stash too, you’ll fight them with all you’ve got.

“Steve, maybe you shouldn’t have stolen all of her food,” Bucky laughs as he carries you toward your apartment at the tower. “You’re a greedy man.”

“It was you stealing her cheese and yogurt first,” Bucky mutters under his breath. “Do not use your reputation and shield to pretend you’re not a food raider.”

You giggle as the both of them start fighting. Steve calls his friend a traitor, while Bucky calls him a punk. They argue over cheese, yogurt, and chicken parmesan as you ask Friday to unlock your door.

Steve goes in first, immediately looking for the hidden mini fridge. He listens closely to catch the distant noise coming from your bedroom. “Got it!”

Crouching down in front of your mini fridge, Steve grins victoriously. “More cheese and yogurt, and oh, she’s got snacks too!”

“Let’s raid the fridge!” Bucky hurriedly follows Steve. He drops you on the bed, making you bounce and squeak. He stops in his tracks as you awkwardly lie on the bed. Your legs are spread, and your most private parts are on full display. The oversized sleep shirt you’re wearing has ridden up, and now, he can see you’re not wearing panties.

“Buck?” Steve throws a snack at him. “What are you staring at?” He gets back up to stand next to his friend. Steve swallows thickly as you lie on the bed, unable to move. You’re mesmerized by the intensity in Bucky’s gaze.

“I found something better to eat,” Bucky states, matter-of-factly, while looking at your cunt. He licks his lips while staring at you. “Yeah, you can have the food. Y/N will go to my place, and I’ll eat something better.”

“Eat. Something. Better.” Steve repeats his friend’s words. His eyes drop to your pussy, and you swear he growled like a beast. “What about sharing?”

“Sharing?” Bucky dips his head to glance at Steve. He furrows his brows in a silent question, wondering if he heard right. “You want to share?”

“We shared the cheese and chicken,” Steve says and points at you on the bed. The usually sweet man smirks darkly as you squirm under his gaze. “Why not share the sweetness you found?”

“You want to eat her too?” Bucky asks while you try to fathom that Captain America and his best friend want to eat your pussy instead of your food. – Wait, this must be a trick. Right. Right?

“I won’t let you steal more of my food,” you huff, not falling for Steve and Bucky’s lies. “This is my secret stash, and I won’t share.”

Steve crosses his arms over his chest, watching you close your legs. You finally found the strength to move again.

“Buck, I think Y/N needs a lesson in sharing,” Steve casually says. “How about we show her the greatness of sharing among friends?”

“Later we will raid her fridge, and tomorrow,” Bucky dips his knee into your mattress and crawls toward you to spread your legs with his strong hands, “we invite you for dinner, doll. We are gentlemen after all…”

Part 3