#that whole album hits

[achillesapple]

girls after listening to hozier sing the most haunting yet beautiful song about the horrors of colonialism

[decarath-s]

Listen ofc all of the Unreal Unearth songs are amazing because it's Hozier we're talking about but holy fuck-

Personally the song in this album that smacked me across the face at first was Abstract (Psychopomp), and I can't believe more people are not going feral over it like I am, look-

H U H

I saw you perform this ultimately fruitless yet incredibly significant, humane and selfless act of kindness. You put your own life at risk for something others would have considered "too small". I saw you run into moving traffic, stain your own hands, just to offer a little comfort to this poor animal in its dying moments. I was terrified, I knew I had no choice but to love you.

[lunar-years]

Hills of Aberfeldy

That’s all x

[robotpussy]

POWER OF LOVE DEEE-LITE [x]

[lavendersartistry]

"You should calm down."

"You'll be fine, it's nothing."

“It’s my life, it’s hurting.”

Lost in Silence - Aphelios (sang by Marcus Skeen)

ANGST TIME, MORE EVE LORE-

Story for art:

Most other royals, after the war ended on Eve's planet, dismissed her grief of her parents and grandmother.

They always said: "Look at what you have." yet Eve never wanted this fate. She wanted her parents to be there in her life up to her coronation as queen, to see how much she had grown.

Now she can't have it. And it hurts her how others never listen nor hear her.

Hopefully someone (perhaps a captain) will break her silence.

Space Riders AU - @onyxonline

[wildheartscantbebrokenx]

When life is good >>>

[bonkalore]

Been obsessively listening to this album lately. Just thought I'd share lol The whole album is mostly fun and fast pace except for the first and last song. Last one goes fucking hard on the religious trauma. All these songs live in my head rent free.

[pretty-vizitor]

Does the absolute LYRICISM of an AM song just take u out all of a sudden? Like you've heard the song a hundred times and ur like yeah that's clever Alex is a clever clogs we know we KNOW but then you actually take a moment and hear something like this

and it's like oh

[uhbasicallyjustmilex]

fire and the thud came on my spotify shuffle while me and my sister were listening to music this afternoon, and at the end of it she turns to me and goes “who was that? the lyrics sound like the kind of thing you’d write” and honestly i think it’s one of my favourite unintentional compliments i’ve ever received

[thekidsare-not-alright]

I don't need to say anything, the real ones know

[baby-girl-aaron-dessner]

I get sad every time I remember when Aaron Dessner stated on a podcast that Would’ve Could’ve Should’ve, High Infidelity, The Great War and Hits Different were the initial sound of Midnights before Jack Antonoff became the main collaborator.

[incorrectcats]

The thing with mcr lyrics is that some of the lines could be mild, cringe even, if sung by anyone else. Like, for instance, we have “when I grow up I want to be nothing at all” which, if sung by literally any other band would be edgy and wouldn't hit as hard, but this is mcr and this line is preceded by “you've got front row seats to the penitence ball” near the climax of the best opening song I've ever heard so...

[miss-guided-ghosts]

some of yall don’t understand how bad the outro from Flesh and Bone affects me to this day. like, her face IS forward, he IS trading in his blindness for the glow of love, time is RAGING, but goDDAMNIT MAY IT RAGE IN VAIN!!! YOU ALWAYS HAD IT BUT YOU NEVER KNEW! SO BOOTS AND SADDLES GET ON YOUR FEET, THERE’S NO SURRENDER CAUSE THERE’S NO RETREAT! THE BELLS ARE SOBBING IN THIS MONSTER LAND, WE ARE THE DESCENDANTS OF GIANT MEN!!!

[dallonwrites]

heads up seven up

thank uuu for the tag @encrucijada <3

okay for novel writing technically the last thing i wrote was edits (not even with the intention of editing really just playing around) on the until heaven opening (which is like. months old now but i'm not ready to actually draft the story so i keep quietly tinkering with the same set of 300 words and they don't feel first draft-y anymore) and the last thing i drafted was the lover boy opening so i'm just going to share both hehe 🫶 (also because the difference in sentence structure and thus length is sooooo fun to me)  

from lover boy:

“I’m good.” The man smiles like he believes him. He unzips and starts rummaging through a brown backpack and feels a need to keep a stream of words as he does so, fill the beachy quiet. How he and his friend — his best friend — had just got into San Francisco this morning. How they haven't slept and how they'd had been planning it for months, thinking about it for years, dreaming about it, how they stargazed the skyline from a gas station last night and couldn’t believe they had finally made it. Beau props himself up onto his elbows, half-listening, the man’s voice starting to blend into the waves, until he produces a Polaroid camera. “Could you get a photo of us, underneath the lights?.”

from until heaven (cw paternal death and vomit mention):

Joanne likes big parties, likes please, invite everyone! parties, likes what she calls chandelier parties: a self-defined philosophy that everyone’s lives would benefit from frequent doses of glamour, like a chandelier over an everyday dinner table. Felix has little experience with glamour; he'd brought a lemon risotto and gotten so wine drunk that, for a dizzy moment, he felt twenty-one again. He does not remember the party. All he knows is that he’s still drunk – in that half-melted, sludgy way that wine stays in you – and that right now, on the other side of the city, his sister is waiting for him because their father is dead and instead he’s here, stuck in a suburb he could never afford to live in, where he doesn’t know the way home and is still wine drunk with cherry-coloured blots down the front of his white button up which had, at some point unknown to him, become half undone. He knows that his headache is quietly growing vicious and he should take off his headphones, but they’re singing about Heaven and Las Vegas again – two places he has never been – and he knows that at some point, still unknown to him, his father died, and maybe that means he’s now stuck in Heaven or Las Vegas or somewhere in between. Or maybe that means he’ll just be everywhere, in the rain on Felix’s face and the ache behind his eyelids, and that’s how it’ll stay. It had been these revelations that woke him up before anyone else, on the couch of a seventies style conversation pit, dazed and then suddenly terrified, and it had been this terror that drove him to the bathroom because he thought he would vomit, but then didn't, and then noticed the roof was accessible through the window — which was when the cactus casualty took place — and now he's lying here, in the rain, all from a sudden and dire need for air.

tagging w/ no pressure @onomatopiya @musingsbycaitlin @filmografo and anyone who wants to be tagged!

[gothsugarbunnidisco]

songs be so fine then boom. r slur

[antisocialxconstruct]

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