#the weeknd song

[joleneellarose]

I CANNOT WAIT TO SEE ABEL IN REAL LIFE

[yesloulou]

For Renaissance Charity, 2018 | Interview in Belgium, 2023

[goldenwaves]

i almost died in the discotheque!

[best-overplayed-song]

fun facts

"Blinding Lights" was announced in the trailer for a mercedes-benz commercial. the full commercial aired just minutes after the song was released. ah, capitalism.

the music video for "Take On Me" features a pencil sketch animation. each frame was drawn by hand on paper.

[jaytopia]

‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚢,

‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎

[libraryofzeglyth]

edit by hutchrots | posted Jan 13, 2024

[stuckinapril]

Whenever the cover of a song is better than the actual thing I’m like I just discovered a gem. This was a treasure trove at the bottom of an ocean bed. So very few are privy to this. This is my secret of all secrets

[wieqo]

⠀ ⠀ 🌬️ ⠀ ᘍ ⠀ イ

a lonely night - lonlyngt

sidewalk - sdewalk

out of time - outoftm

heartless - hrtlsse

take my breath - tkebrth

sacrifice - scrfiice

[stewykablooey]

the way depressed tumblr girls in 2017 felt about mitski is how stewy feels about the weeknd. abel sang ‘when im fucked up thats the real me’ and stewy said ohmygod its like hes in my mind

[satanlikesmyfics]

House of Balloons

a rather short fic inspired by the song 'House Of Balloons' by the weeknd, modern au

ellie x stalker!reader

an: HEAVILY inspired by a post by @elliezlils11utt

contains: drink spiking, stalker behavior

words: 850

you enter your room, locking the door behind you. you live alone, across from ellie williams. since she had noticed ellie and started watching her, she had been on another level. through your window you can see her taking out the trash and throwing it in the bin. you fantasize about her pulling your hair and grabbing you that way...

you grab your diary and write your entry about what ellie does in her daily life, gathering information and her routine to make her like you more when you're finally able to gather the courage to go talk to her. with a black pen, you write in your unsteady handwriting:

'20:58, 19th of February 2024'

'ellie brings out the trash in a black sack, throws it in the green bin outside her house. tommorow is trash day, so she perfectly timed it, like the perfect ellie she is.. after she went inside, she turned on purple leds in her room, turning off the rest or her lights. -> gets ready for bed at 21:00.'

since you've been watching and documentimg everything around her, it's like you finally have a purpose in life, since she came, no more pain. you're very very determined to talk to her soon, because tomorrow she goes for her weekly grocery shopping at the local store. you get your outfit and jewelry perfectly ready to impress.

*next morning*

you get up, get dressed and ready to go out. you make sure to brush your teeth untill they're perfectly white and spray some perfume on. you drive your bmw to the store approximately 15 minutes before ellie usually arrives. you go inside with your shopping cart and wait around the meat isle where ellie loves to buy her favorite chicken and eat it the same night, she loves chicken so much. while you pull out your phone, you hear a second cart roll behind you, towards the chicken. you whip around and there she is.

ellie.

finally you get so see her up close.. you have to remember to write down where her freckles are. you look into her eyes.. they're pale green and you notice a small scar on her right eyebrow.

"uhm.. do I know you? I can't recognize your face.."

"oh hahaha!! I'm uh.. your next door neighbor.. the blue house?"

you see her eyes light up as she remembers the house. she says she's never seen you before and you're fairly with inviting her over for dinner to 'get to know each other'. she agrees and you give her your phone number. she texts you a "hi!" and you favoritize it immediately. I mean.. it's fucking ellie??

later that night, as you finish packing up your groceries into the fridge and cabinet, you take a shower after your bit of time watching ellie. right when you get out, you hear the doorbell ring and groan in annoyance. you throw on your robe and head downstairs.

you open the door and.. oh shit.. oh fuck.. it's ellie. your face reddens immediately with embarassement. "oh uh.. I see you're a bit busy? should I come over another time or..?"

"no. well I mean, you can just wait down here, I won't be too long haha."

you hand her the tea already on the counter, you initially had made it for yourself. lucky enough, there was some ketamine by the counter you were gonna use to spike her drink. you just didn't expect to see her so soon. you sprinkle the powder into her drink and hope she doesn't notice.

"oh yeah.. sure I'll be waiting"

you practically run upstairs after leading her to the sofa and shutting the door. you get dressed in your Rory Gilmore sweater and some loose-ish jeans. while you run back downstairs though, you notice your diary about ellie lying open in the kitchen table and ellie standing in front of the door with her shoes on, with a blank stare towards the locked door.

"did you..?"

"yes. yes I fucking did. let me the fuck out. now."

you feel your whole personality switch.

"I'm afraid I can't do that, Ellie."

she turns around, scared and confused.

"you're in my world now.."

she frantically tries to open the door by jamming at the door handle.

"no no ellie.. you can stay.. you can stay."

you look at her with sorry eyes, sorry for what she will have to experience now, as the price for looking through her things.

"it shouldn't have gone this way els.."

the nickname made her visibly shiver and you can feel her must wanting to cower into a ball on the floor. only her closest friends would call her that. but of course, you had picked up on that already.

"you shouldn't have been so nosy the first time over. god, the hopes I had for us. you disappoint me."

she feels the effects of the ketamine you gave her earlier just hitting at the right moment.

"oh sweet els.. whatever happens I hope you can remember that you belong to me."

"what..?"

"you belong to me."

[ashstfu]

temperature risin bodies united now that i’ve trapped you in my arms. no need to fight it, no need to hide it now that i’ve seen what’s in your heart.. baby girl i’m the only one who knows this side of you.. and baby you know that i can pull out what’s inside of you...

[petitgetou]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀I THINK I'M IN LOVE

[mrslankyman]

Save Your Tears

Pairing: Mike Schmidt x (fem) reader

1k words

I don't know why I run away

I'll make you cry when I run away

Today was some random party my friend was having. I’ve never cared for parties past High School but Vanessa had offered to watch Abby. They always got along. Something I’m grateful for.

Little did I know tonight I was going to be reliving some feelings I’d rather forget.

As I walked into the house everyone was dressed up and dancing.

I had decided to just wear my dress shirt and tie. My black jeans and the best belt I own. I looked around and tried to smile. Mentally remembering that I wasn’t the cool kid I used to be. Or pretended to be.

The night was fine. I chatted with old friends. But something felt off. I turned around.

I saw you dancing in the crowded room. The girl whose heart I broke. You looked so happy when I’m not with you. Smiling and laughing with your friends.

You turned and looked at me. Your eyes widening in surprise till they slowly dipped down. My eyes were already off you. Trying to act as if I wasn’t there. A tear fell from your eye.

My heart ached as I looked anywhere but you. I turned away. Running away from those feelings. I quickly walked off to the kitchen.

I would do this all the time. Run off and think it would solve something.

I noticed as you walked into the kitchen. Going to grab a drink. I was standing by the table. You came walking out with the soda in hand. Walking right past me like I wasn’t there. Pretending like you didn’t care.

I knew better. I saw the tear stain on your cheek.

I looked down. Trying to remember our relationship. I made you think that I would always stay. Despite my issues. We got into a fight and I had said something I should never have said.

I broke your heart like how mine was. Jealous at how easily you could love and forgive. I couldn’t do that.. despite loving you I had to ruin it.

—

“Mike! What is your deal? Why can’t we just talk. You never want to talk.” Your voice was thick with sadness. I was doing it again. Freaking out over my life. My brother, taking care of my sister and my job. You were added stress.

“I don’t wanna talk! We can talk later!” I had never yelled at you. I didn’t like raising my voice. So this shook you to your core. Staring at me.

“Nothing is going to solve itself unless you talk. I need you to talk to me Mike. I want us to work. I want this to work.” Your tears stained your cheek. Thankfully Abby was at school. She didn’t need to hear what was going to be spoken.

Your words and budging of me trying to open up was too much. I regret saying what I said. It was the most awful thing I could have spoken to someone who had given me so much love and more.

“Maybe I don’t want us to work! Maybe I don’t want this. You’re always pushing me to open up! Well.. I don’t want to! I don’t need you, Aunt Jane, or anyone. Everyone leaves me anyways! Garret left, my mom left and my dad! Only a matter of time till you leave. So I’ll do it for you, we’re done.” My voice was seething. You stared at me those eyes wide and tears pouring out.

I watched as you left. You had packed your things and were gone. 2 years down the drain. You couldn’t help me if I wasn’t willing to be helped.

—

I knew you wouldn’t love me for a second time.

You’d always beg me to talk. Try to solve the issues you knew wouldn’t be solved. I wasn’t fixable. I’d run off from the problems. Leaving you crying.

I walked off from the kitchen and spotted you with your friends again. Your eyes caught mine. We stared at each other. The music blaring, people talking, bodies moving but we stayed in place.

I tried to walk through the crowd. Making my way to you. I ignored your friends snickers and jabs. Something you told me to do all those years ago. Don’t let people get to me.

I’d taken a lot of your advice. Your eyes watched me unsure. “Let’s talk.” Was all I said as I walked out. Assuming you’d follow. Which you did.

We slid outside to the back porch. The inside music noises dying away as the door closed.

A silence fell over us. We didn’t speak for a moment. I looked over at you, tears falling from your face. It had been 3 years since we dated. And yet you still cried for me.

That guilty feeling came back. The one I got when I laid in bed and thought of all the things I did wrong in life.

You were one thing I messed up terribly.

“Why did you break my heart?” You asked quietly.

“Why didn’t you tell me you fell apart?” I countered and looked at her. She looked up at me her eyes red and puffy.

“I-..” you sniffled your tears getting in the way. You couldn’t help but sob.

“I didn’t mean to say those things.” I put my hand on your shoulder, you looked up and caught my eyes. “I wanted to stay. I was dumb to walk off. Losing the one good thing I had in my life. I’ve learned a lot. Take me back.. I wanna stay this time.” My voice was soft. I wanted to sound serious. Show you I wanted this to work.

I had missed you too long. Seeing you in town. Out and about. I had hid. Not wanting you to see me. How low my life had been since I left you.

Now I didn’t care. I wanted you. I wanted you back so bad. So as your tears slid down your face and you thought on my offer. My head spun. Was this a mistake? You surely deserved someone better than me. But I wanted you back.

“Save your tears.” I spoke quietly and wiped them off your cheek. A small blush covered your cheeks. “You can cry another day. I made you do that enough before.” With that you kissed me. Your lips soft. I had miss this feeling. You tears subsided

You can save your tears for another day.

[raptorrobot]

unfortunately sometimes mega-popular songs do in fact fit a pairing very well and you just have to sigh begrudgingly as you add it to your ship playlist

[blacksgarden]

Spotify Wrapped Chain

It's all there in the title. Let's do it~

No pressure tag: @somewereinthegalaxi, @msblacklupin, @chronicintrovertt and @🫵 (you! Yes, how else are we supposed to start a chain, person behind ze screen?~

IMPORTANT NOTE: I am the kind of person to just enjoy music. I listen to a really wide range of music and I'm talking about songs from the 70s/80s till this era. So please do not criticise me for who I listen to (E.g. Doja Cat), because I usually listen to current songs for their catchy melody. Not for the artist or the lyrics. The best songs, especially for their lyrics, is hands down in Generation X's era.

[zot3-flopped]

Taylor won't go after Kanye because he will respond and let's face it, Kayne doesn't exactly have much to lose since his PR is low atm. Honestly, getting into an argument against Taylor might help his PR since so many people are sick of her rn.

I don't think she'll step in front of Eminem in the charts the way she is Billie either. If Eminem felt slighted he would absolutely call her out, but beyond that Taylor has said several times she wants to collaborate with him. Previously Taylor has sung some of Eminem's songs at her concerts. I don't think she'd be stupid enough to piss off someone she wants to work with.

Agreed. She'd never dare go after Drake or The Weeknd either.