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inhuman-obey-me · 4 months

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May I request: 🥡 (Can’t fight these cravings in the night.) with Beel + MC Included, please?

(ALSO IS THE PROMPT LYRICS TO MOTIONLESS IN WHITE'S WEREWOLF BC I LOVE THAT SONG)

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And, ahahahaha, you got us, it seems we've finally been called out on using lyrics in our prompts. Yes, we also love that song!! In fact, we're both big MIW fans, so for anyone else who likes them, see if you can spot what other lyrics we put on the prompt list ;)

"Can’t fight these cravings in the night." - Beel/MC

Unlike his twin, Beelzebub rarely remains asleep the whole night through.

Some nights, he twists and tosses in his bed, trying to shake off the specters haunting his dreams, then wakes suddenly, his heart racing. On others, it's simply the call of hunger that jerks him from his slumber, his grumbling stomach demanding satisfaction at any hour. Other times still, he wakes without any reason at all. Sometimes, it's all three, pulling him from sleep over and over throughout the night.

He looks up at the gentle golden glow coming off the solar design on his wall, barely illuminating the room just enough to navigate, before his gut begins its growling demands. It's no use to try to go back to sleep; he can't fight these cravings in the night for long.

With a shake of his head, he slides out of bed and quietly makes his way towards the door, glad that Belphie sleeps heavily enough never to be disturbed by his movements. In the short trek from his room to the kitchen, he can feel his stomach growing emptier and emptier, until his vision starts to blur, and he's holding himself back from gnawing off the door itself.

He grabs the first thing within reach off the table and gorges upon it without hesitation. Guilt nibbles at the edge of his mind as he vaguely registers the shape of something like a drawn-on face upon his tongue -- some special treat of Levi's, probably, and he'll get chewed out for it in the morning, no doubt. But the voracious growling of his stomach drowns those thoughts out easily, and he forgets quickly as he lumbers his way dizzily forward. It doesn't matter what it is, as long as it sates the hunger long enough to reach the fridge.

His sight comes back into focus as he reaches for the fridge's handle, only to realize it's already open, with the shadowed silhouette of someone sitting in front of its heady glow, peeking over the door at him with mild terror in their eyes.

"Beel, it's me," you breathe in a nervous hush.

Your voice rings distant through the fog of hunger, buzzing in his head like swarms of flies -- or maybe those are his own wings, clicking behind him in voracious frenzy. This isn't the first time you've caught him midnight snacking, but it's usually the other way around, when he's already deep into his feasting.

He reaches a hand past you without answer, without eye contact, no sign of even having heard you, fingers closing rapaciously around whatever food they can find. Your presence is calming to him, always has been, ever since the day he decided to make his pact with you, but that's not enough right now. He doesn't trust himself not to devour you whole. He needs to eat, he is starving, and you smell so delicious.

So he reaches past you, grabbing whatever he can, and he eats. He eats, and eats, and eats, until the buzzing stops, and finally, his belly isn't screaming its emptiness anymore.

You're still standing there beside him, and he realizes you've been handing him things as he ate, snacks from the cupboards to sate him and glasses of water from the sink to help him wash them down. The fear is gone from your face, replaced only with worry.

Well, he did consume half the fridge's contents within minutes, after all.

He wraps you up in a big bear hug, expressing only a blunt, "Thank you," and his embrace is tight but warm, and full of relief.

"Are you feeling better now?" you ask, giving him a light squeeze in return.

"Yeah, for now. I might wake up hungry again later. Though, I feel better having you here with me. Like my stomach is less angry, somehow. But I think I'm okay now, so I'll go back to bed. You should probably go back to bed too. Belphie always says you don't get enough rest."

You're quiet for a moment, thinking, and then answer, "Well, why don't I come sleep next to you? If you wake up again, I'll make you something properly to eat."

"Are you sure?" he asks. To be honest, the thought of eating your cooking has him salivating all over again, but he doesn't want to ask too much of you.

"Yeah. I sleep better in your room sometimes, anyway."

Nodding firmly, he takes your hand, leading you back to the twins' room, where Belphie is still sleeping peacefully, unaware. Quietly careful not to disturb the youngest brother, you climb into his bed together, snuggling up close. He can smell raspberries and vanilla caramel on your breath -- the pudding you had snacked on before he'd come in, probably. The last thing he thinks before drifting back to sleep is how sweet of a scent it is, just like you.

When he wakes again, it's morning already, and you're giving him a gentle poke on the nose.

"Good morning, Beel. Did you sleep okay?"

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nerdraging4point0 · 1 month

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The Scorpion and the Scales // Chapter 2 // PolyAU

Tropes and Tags: MF, MFM, MFMM, instalove, too much sex, tattooed musicians, polyverse, friends to lovers.

Content warning: 18+ only MDNI,PinV, PinA, oral (f!recieveing, m!recieving), threesomes, light BDSM, voyeurism, exhibitionism, partner sharing, jealousy, angst.

Credits: Lady V for the title image, firefly images for the dividers

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He stalks the stage on all fours, prowling between the mic stands. The lights beat down, blinding, but he finds the cameras with ease. Their lenses track his every move, hungry for the show. My breath comes hard and fast as he pauses to let the crowd roar. Running his tongue over bared teeth, tasting the thrill of the performance. This stage is his territory and these people are prey.

The pounding bass reverberated through my chest as I pushed my way to the front of the crowd, as close to the stage as I could get. I was on a mission - I was going to get one of Chris's roses tonight. The lights flashed, blinding me for a second before the music erupted again. I screamed the lyrics at the top of my lungs, throwing my head back, my ponytail whipping around wildly. I was immersed in the primal energy of the concert, losing myself in the performance. As one song ended I jumped and clapped, adrenaline coursing through me. I was ready for more.

The next song built up and the crowd's roar almost drowned out Chris's voice. But I heard him clearly: "Thank you Denver Colorado. You've been a wonderful fucking audience, as always." I grinned - this is exactly where I wanted to be. The music swelled and Chris declared "We are Motionless in White, and we are, Eternally Yours." I screamed my approval, reaching my hands out, hoping a rose would find its way to me.

As he grabbed a handful of roses, I knew this was it - my chance to get close to him. I watched his every move like a hawk zoning in on its prey, ready to snatch a rose if one flew my way.

He tossed roses left and right, igniting screams from the crowd, but not one came my way. Still, the show wasn't over. I clung to hope as the final notes rang out, my eyes glued to the remaining roses in his hand.

Suddenly, the crowd swarmed around me, pushing and shoving. I crouched down, terrified of being trampled under their feet. Sensing the mayhem, he threw more roses to scatter the frenzied fans. It worked, if only for a moment.

Then, he leaned down, singing into the mic while clutching the security guard’s shoulder. I saw his lips move, pointing in my direction. Could it be? Was the rose truly meant for me?

My heart nearly burst as the guard beckoned me forward, the sea of fans parting before me. I reached out, the red rose just beyond my grasp. The guard had to yell over the roar of the crowd, “This one’s for you!”

In that moment, everything else faded away. It was just me and him, connected by the thornless stem. I had claimed my prize.

"I need you to come with me." I was so confused at first, wondering why he wanted me to follow him backstage. But when he gestured for me to crawl over the barricade, I didn't hesitate - I was going to meet my favorite band! Getting over that huge, wobbly gate was tricky, especially in my concert outfit and heels.

But I made it over and the security guard immediately escorted me through the pumped up crowd, past the stage, and around to the back. I was freaking out inside, knowing I was about to come face-to-face with the band I've adored for years.

There he was - Chris, in all his rockstar glory. He flashed me that crooked smile as he pulled out his in-ears, his lips glistening where my lipstick had been moments before.

"Hey," he said, his voice low and raspy from singing. "Looks like you survived the madness out there."

I giggled nervously, tucking my hair behind my ear. "Yeah, your fans are wild tonight."

He stepped closer. I could smell his cologne, feel the heat radiating from his body. My knees went weak. This was really happening. Me and my rockstar crush, alone backstage. I had dreamed of this moment, but never thought it would come true.

His soft brown eyes met mine from under the brim of his ballcap. "What's your name?" he asked.

"Eve," I managed to respond, my voice barely above a whisper. Before I could say more, the rest of the band came pouring into the green room. Ricky was the only one who noticed me, flashing that heart-stopping smile as he pointed at my faded Nightmare Before Christmas tee. "I love your shirt!" he said enthusiastically. I looked down, having totally forgotten what I was wearing. My MIW shirt was buried in the laundry, but somehow this old ragged tee had caught his eye. I grinned back at him, basking in the glow of this backstage moment.

I could feel my cheeks flush as I stammered out a thank you. Get it together, girl! I scolded myself, trying to play it cool. But his grin made me weak in the knees. Don't freak out, just breathe.

"It's a great movie," he said, those dazzling eyes locked on mine. I melted under his gaze, my blush deepening. Oh my god, was this really happening? I had to bite my lip to keep from squealing like a fan girl.

Somehow I managed to ask for a picture, my voice barely above a whisper. When he nodded, I thought my heart would burst. I fumbled for my phone with trembling hands and leaned in close, his warmth and scent overwhelming me.

My nerves were still on edge when he took my phone from my hands, those tattooed fingers sending sparks across my skin. I tried to play it cool, leaning into him as he wrapped an arm around me. But that smile - I couldn't hide how giddy I was, practically shaking with excitement.

"Alright, now Myspace pose," he said, popping out a hip. I did the same, throwing up a peace sign as we puckered our lips. Goofy as it was, it helped me relax. This was really happening.

"I love that," he said, hitting share and typing something on my phone. I couldn't believe it when I realized - he was putting his number in, sending the selfie to himself. My heart raced thinking about what might come next.

"One for the books for sure," he said with that million dollar smile.

After he sent the pic, I managed to stammer out a thank you. I started to head for the exit, but he stopped me. "Local?" he asked. I nodded, not trusting my voice. Don't leave, don't leave, I pleaded with myself.

"Hungry?" he asked next. I nodded again, unable to form words. He tossed his ear monitors to his tech and adjusted his hat, checking for his wallet and phone. "We'll take your car then. See you guys back at the hotel," he said to his bandmates.

I was screaming on the inside. Chris wanted to go out, just the two of us! I tried to play it cool as we walked to my car, but inside I was freaking out. This was really happening!

When his hand touched the small of my back, my skin tingled. I could feel the heat of his palm through my dress as he guided me towards the exit. My heart pounded as we slipped out the stage door together.

I took the lead, striding towards the parking lot, hyperaware of his presence behind me. I wanted to glance back, to drink in the sight of him, but I kept my eyes forward.

"You sure you can do this?" my voice playful, teasing. "The fans might see you."

I risked a peek. He'd tugged his ballcap low, but I could still make out his grin.

"Maybe they won't notice," he said lightly, fluttering his lashes.

I chuckled. "You're what, 6 feet tall? In designer clothes? Pretty sure that's obvious."

He drew himself up to full height, exaggerating his stature. "6 foot 2, I'll have you know."

My eyes roamed over him appreciatively. "That doesn't exactly make your argument better."

My heart raced as we dashed across the parking lot, dodging fans left and right. I glanced back at Chris and flashed him a playful smirk. "Try to keep up!" I teased. He stayed right on my heels as we weaved between cars, his sneakers squeaking on the pavement. We slid into my sedan just as a pack of fans rounded the corner. Chris dove into the passenger seat and I hit the locks before his door even shut. Tires screeching, I peeled out of the space, fumbling to click my seatbelt as we sped away. Chris was breathless beside me, shaking his head and laughing. "Nice moves back there," he said with an admiring grin. I winked and cranked up the radio, the post-show adrenaline still pumping through my veins.

As Chris and I drove down the empty street, I couldn't help but tease, "You survived our little adventure back there."

"Looks like it," he laughed, sitting up in the passenger seat. Even with the seat all the way back, his legs barely reached the edge. "Short people problems," he joked with an adorable grin.

I bit my lip. Having this handsome Avatar sitting next to me was admittedly distracting. "Sorry, I'm just not used to such captivating company in my front seat."

He raised an eyebrow playfully. "Oh, so now you're poking fun at my height?"

"I would never," I replied, making another random turn just to spend more time together. "I was simply making an observation." I glanced over at him flirtatiously. "So, you mentioned something about food earlier. What exactly should I get for you?"

He grabbed his cap and tossed it aside, letting his freshly bleached blonde fade show running a hand through his hair. When I turned to look at him, he flashed a smirk.

"I asked if you were hungry," he said slowly. "I never said it had to involve food."

I nearly slammed on the brakes right there on that busy street.

I stuttered and stumbled over my words, trying to confirm what Chris was implying. I couldn't believe a rockstar like him was asking me, a random fan plucked from the crowd, to hook up after the show. A part of me was flattered, but I didn't want to seem too eager.

"I'm not usually so forward," he said with a flirtatious grin, "but I couldn't take my eyes off you tonight."

I blushed, unsure how to respond. This was all happening so fast. But I'd be lying if I said I wasn't intrigued. Chris was gorgeous, talented, and now he was focused entirely on me.

"The hotel's just a few blocks away," he added suggestively. "What do you say we get out of here?"

My heart raced as I considered his offer. Throwing caution to the wind had never been my style, but maybe it was time to be bold. I smiled coyly and said, "Tell me where to turn."

Chris POV

I couldn't get her to the hotel fast enough. Every red light was torture, knowing I could have her in my arms so soon. But she didn't protest or try to leave. The valet took her car and I whisked her upstairs, this tempting stranger I'd been fantasizing about all night.

We barely spoke in the elevator. I couldn't resist any longer - my hands were on her in an instant, shoving her against the wall. I'm rougher than she expected but I know she likes it from the way she gasps and melts into me. I grab her thighs and lift her up, pinning her between me and the elevator wall. Our lips crash together and she kisses me back feverishly, matching my hunger. It's almost midnight so the hotel is quiet. I carry her all the way to my door before setting her down just long enough to get it open.

I pushed her into the room, slamming the door behind us. The space between us evaporated as I took her face in my hands, bringing her lips to mine again. Without the wall to support her, she had to rise up on her toes to reach me. My height advantage meant she was at my mercy, and I liked it that way.

Cherries and fresh water - that's what she tasted like. I wanted more.

She took the lead, licking my lips between hungry kisses. A groan rumbled up from deep inside me as I opened my mouth wider, letting her explore every inch with her tongue. Her taste intoxicated me, leaving me craving another hit.

She pulled back, gasping for air, my flavor lingering on her tongue. I watched her swallow hard, savoring the taste of me. The chase was over. I had her now.

I saw the hunger in her eyes as she breathed, "How long till your band mates get here?" But I just grinned slowly, letting my gaze travel down her body.

"It's my room, baby. Just you and me. I've got all night to take my time with you."

I could tell she was nervous, even as her body ached for me. What can I say? I'm a rock star - I could have anyone. But tonight, I want her.

As if reading my thoughts, she tensed. I smirked, lifting her easily and carrying her to the couch. She gasped, arms circling my neck instinctively. I sat down, settling her in my lap as I gazed into her eyes.

"Relax, beautiful. We've got all night, and I plan on enjoying every minute."

It was a strange question to be asked at this moment. Her hesitation is driving me wild. I need this woman now. "Forget everything else and just feel this moment between us," I say firmly, staring into her eyes. A spark of understanding flashes across her face and she nods, realizing this primal encounter is inevitable.

I watch hungrily as she kicks off her shoes. My pulse pounds as I rip off my gloves and hoodie, baring my muscular, tattooed chest to her hungry gaze. She gasps at the sight of me, desire burning in her eyes. "So sexy," she murmured under her breath. Gripping her waist, I crush my mouth against hers in a searing kiss. She melts against me with a moan and I know she is mine.

Eve reached forward running her fingers over the inked skin, seeing it up close for the first time.

“So, much sexier in person.” Had she really said that out loud?

His chest rumbled under her hands with his laughter, and she looked up to lock eyes with him. Even though his eyes were soft brown she couldn’t help but see the lust behind them. In that moment she forgot all her insecurities, all her doubts, leaning forward to take his lips in a kiss again, both her hands holding the sides of his face.

Her body was like a drug and I couldn't get enough. My hands roamed hungrily over every inch of her - thighs, ass, back - tearing off her shirt in my impatience to feel her skin on mine. A throaty "fuck" escaped my lips at the sight of her in that bra. It didn't matter that it didn't match her panties; all I could think about was ripping it off and taking her right then and there.

She smiled coyly, clearly enjoying the effect she was having on me. Taking my face in her hands, she kissed me deeply, nibbling on my bottom lip. I tangled my hands in her hair, our tongues dancing as I pressed her into the couch. Breaking the kiss, I grabbed her throat, pinning her down. She gasped, surprise mixing with desire in her eyes.

"I wanted to be gentle, but you're making it very difficult, little one." My grip on her throat tightened for a moment, just enough to remind her who was in control. She swallowed hard, fear and arousal spreading through her body. I could tell she was soaked already. This kitten didn't know what she was in for, but she was about to find out.

I felt her tremble beneath me as I growled my demand, giving her a choice between the cramped couch or the spacious bed just steps away. Though the couch barely contained her petite frame, I knew it would be a tight fit for my towering physique. Still, I longed to take her here and now, no matter how confined our movements might be.

Leaning in, I brought my lips to her ear and squeezed her throat just enough to make her gasp. "Tell me what you want, my sweet girl," I commanded, reveling in her whimper of submission.

"Bed," she breathed, her thighs clenching with desire. I released her neck and pulled her to stand, leading her to the expansive hotel bed. Our hands intertwined as I hurriedly shed my pants, eager to feel her soft skin on mine.

I gripped her chin in my hand, my thumb and forefinger tilting her face up to meet my eyes. My pants had already dropped to the floor as I warned her of what was to come.

"I'm going to break you," I growled, relishing the tremble of anticipation that ran through her body. "I'll stop if I see blood or tears, but don't expect any safe words here. If you want me to stop, just say so."

My heart pounded with exhilaration as I drank in the sight of her submission. I could already feel the heat building between us and I knew this was going to be wild. Gripping her chin tighter, I forced her gaze back to mine when it started to stray.

"Eyes on me," I commanded. "I want you completely consumed by passion. By me."

“Take them off.” Her eyes were locked on mine as her trembling hands moved to the button of her jeans. I held her gaze, relishing the heat that rose in her cheeks. She fumbled with the zipper, the rasp of it seeming loud in the charged air between us. I thrilled at the shy peek of lace underwear as she shimmied the denim down, letting it pool at her feet.

"Step out," I commanded, my voice low and rough.

She obeyed, kicking the pooled jeans and her socks away. Clad only in her bra above the waist, she was a vision. I let my gaze travel slowly down her body, watching as her skin prickled under my scrutiny.

"Beautiful," I murmured, reaching out to trace the curve of her hip. She shivered at my touch, eyes darkening with desire. I intended to make her shudder and gasp my name before this was through.

I gripped her hair tightly in my fist, smiling as she whimpered. "Down," I commanded. She obeyed instantly, kneeling before me, eyes darting between my hard length and my dark, penetrating gaze. I could see the desire burning in her as she leaned forward eagerly, licking and sucking me like a starving woman. A low groan escaped my lips as her tongue swirled around my sensitive tip. She knew just how to please me, taking me deeper and deeper into her warm, wet mouth. I lost myself in the intense pleasure, savoring her submission and skill. Gripping her hair, I guided her movements, reveling in the control. She worshipped me with her mouth and I rewarded her with murmurs of approval through gritted teeth.

I tangled my fingers in her hair, holding her in place as I lost myself in ecstasy. Our bodies moved as one, her mouth hot and eager around me. She relaxed her throat, taking me deeper as I quickened my pace. Her eyes watered and spit dripped down her chin, but her muffled moans urged me on.

I was rough, primal, claiming her mouth again and again. She was mine in this moment. I slowed my urgent rhythm and withdrew, admiring the beauty of her ravaged lips. I cupped her face, gazing into her eyes. "You're crying, do I need to stop?" She shook her head, eyes dark with lust. I raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on my lips.

“No sir.” She corrected and his expression softened.

“On the bed.”

I could feel the anticipation burning through my veins as she crawled onto the bed at my command. She positioned herself halfway towards me, unsure of how I wanted her. But when I moved over her and she fell back against the mattress, she had her answer.

I was already prepared, having ripped open the condom as she made her way up the bed. I rolled it onto my throbbing length, pumping myself a few times as I watched her. Grabbing her leg, I pushed it up towards her chest, opening her to me. I dragged myself over her slick heat a few times, our eyes locked together, waiting for her consent.

"Please," she breathed, and I drove into her with a powerful thrust, stretching her walls around me. She cried out at the sudden fullness, but I gave her no time to adjust. I set a relentless pace, taking her hard and fast. Her pained cries soon shifted to moans of ecstasy as she gripped the sheets.

We moved together wordlessly, our voices mingling in grunts and gasps, the sound of flesh striking flesh. I could feel her tightening around me, and with a few more desperate snaps of my hips, she was coming undone. I increased my tempo, chasing the peak.

"Oh god...I'm gonna cum," I groaned, barely able to form the words through my pleasure. "Fuck...yes...that's it, I'm gonna cum." My rhythm faltered as my orgasm crashed over me, my body shaking with the intensity. Seeing and hearing my unraveling pushed her over the edge again, her inner walls pulsing around me as she cried out her own release.

I rode out the waves of euphoria, panting heavily in the aftermath. She was panting and whimpering beneath me.

I gently released my grip on her thigh, shushing her softly. "Easy, my beautiful creature," I murmured, my voice low and heated. I stroked her leg tenderly, wanting her to feel cared for in the aftermath of our passion. She trembled beneath my touch, sensitive and spent.

I pulled myself out of her and she let out a soft hiss as I left her empty and aching. I quickly pulled my pants back on as she curled up, suddenly shy, trying to cover her flushed body with her arms.

I looked at her, a pang of concern hitting me. I moved slowly, not wanting to startle her. Gently, I grasped her wrists and moved her arms away, nudging her legs open so she wasn't all balled up underneath herself.

"You okay, baby? Did I go too hard?" I asked gruffly, my voice still heated.

She didn't answer right away. I could tell she was still coming down, overwhelmed by the intensity of what we'd just done. But I needed to be sure I hadn't crossed a line. I gently cupped her chin, guiding her to meet my gaze.

"Talk to me. Was that too much?" I asked, my tone firm but laced with care. She finally shook her head, a blissful smile spreading across her face. I grinned in response, relieved, and pulled her against my chest.

"That's my girl," I murmured, pressing a kiss to her hair as I held her.

I watched her wince as she slid off the bed, my rough passion having left her sore. A pang of guilt pierced me. I may have gotten carried away in the heat of the moment.

As she gathered her clothes, I made a silent vow - next time would be different. I'd start slow, savoring her body inch by inch. I'd bring her to the edge again and again, until she was begging me to take her. And afterward, I would hold her close, caressing her velvet skin, whispering how beautiful she was.

"Leaving already?" I ask, tracing a finger along her arm.

She shivers at my touch. "Don't worry, I'll see you next time," she purrs, a sly smile spreading across those luscious lips.

I grin. "Next time?"

She leans in close, her breath hot on my ear. "Well, you have my number. I'll leave that to you."

Before I can react, she presses against me, planting a soft kiss that lingers. As she pulls away, I grab her waist, but she slips from my grasp and saunters to the door.

I watch her go, knowing she won't be able to resist my charms for long. Our time together tonight was only the beginning. I'll be calling her again soon. And next time, I won't let her sneak away so easily.

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victoryrifle · 5 months

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MOTIONLESS IN WHITE APPRECIATION WEEK - Day 1: Favorite song(s)/lyrics

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#miwedit #motionlessinwhiteedit #miwweek #musicedit #bandsedit #motionless in white #miw #mine #gif:mine #gif:miw #flashing gif #i relate so bad to this song in so many ways

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desmorotu · 2 months

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vincent’s playlist 🫧 (a glimpse)

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☆ as the world falls down - david bowie (at the Summit, if Lovely was revealed to Vincent instead of greeting guests with him, this would have been the song that played while they made their way to him. just like in the Labyrinth, this song gives that mystical, romantic feel. he’d stare in awe, mouth agape until he swallows thickly or until Sam comes up to close it for him LMAO. he’d chuckle in disbelief, looking deeply into their eyes with his kohl-lined ones and stuttering his words. he’d lick his glossy lips and trace his gaze down. “ex-fucking-scuse me? you look incredible, Lovely.”)

☆ square hammer - ghost (loves the intro, the lyric cadence, the sound of papa’s voice, and especially the thought of seeing it live. he was more of a rocker kind of guy growing up, always adorning band tees and silver chains of some kind. the year he was turned, in fact, was when he was the most into the style part of the subculture. after he turned he had decided to keep most of his piercings, including his triple lobe, helix, eyebrow, and nose ones. he fears that taking them out will heal them immediately because of his power, even if he knows it’s not technically true. he keeps this kind of music near and dear to his heart.)

☆ lovesong - the cure (loves driving to this song. whether it’s sunshine, rain, clear skies or cloudy, this song has to play at least once. he puts on his sunglasses and bobs his head to the beat, glancing over at Lovely often and smiling to himself when they’re doing the same. he plays it when they’re at home doing chores too, having a mini dance party for themselves. they go out to goth clubs often for the same atmosphere and to get new songs on their lists.)

☆ kiss me until my lips fall off - lebanon hanover (loves the bass. he sways his whole body if he chooses to dance, raising his hands above his head and “plucking cobwebs.” he likes reciting the lyrics to Lovely as a silly way to ask for kisses. loves the drums and the deep tone of the vocals, humming it to himself even if he’s not much of a singer.)

(suggestive/sexual annotation below)

☆ not my type: dead as fuck 2 - motionless in white (“she loves me ‘cause i like to give head like a zombie—eat! eat! eat!—‘til her insides are on me” …those lyrics low key [high key] turn him on and they burn a fiery heat into his chest. as a man with an oral fixation on both the giving and receiving end, the thought of his lover being so desperate to have their mouth on him sends his thoughts into a carnal frenzy. simultaneously, the lyrics make him want to grab Lovely, throw them on any flat surface, and let the lyrics speak for themselves. he always has his mouth on them, whether he’s kissing their neck + shoulders, back, hands, arms, chest, stomach, thighs—anywhere they’ll allow him, really. there’s rarely a time where Lovely doesn’t have hickeys, but it’s not always in a sexual light. he just likes to have his mouth on them.)

☆ dive in - pierce the veil (this song strikes a chord in his heart for a reason he can’t explain; perhaps it’s the piano mixed in with the intense guitar and drums? perhaps it’s because the song goes too fast for him to focus on his thoughts? he plays this in his headphones on full blast when he needs to pay attention to anything other than his mind. his favorite part is the octave jump and the beat drop near the end!)

☆ props and mayhem - pierce the veil (he doesn’t branch out too much when it comes to music, so a lot of his playlist is just ptv. he loves the lyrics and finds solace in them, despite how vic fuentes probably does not understand that he wrote lyrics relatable to a vampire and his supernatural culture. the song strangely reminds him of his last few years as a human. when this song plays, he thinks about the stranger from the Surge line. he hopes they’re peaceful.)

(slightly suggestive annotation below)

☆ god complex - violent vira (when he listens to this song, his movements instinctively get more sensual and calculated. it’s not intentional, but the slow feeling of the music brings him to be a more captivating “predator.” sultry eyes, wet lips, and smooth touches often bring Lovely to a state of “aroused confusion,” as they call it. it’s like a switch; as soon as the song’s off, he goes back to normal. in most cases, however, the song ends long before Lovely is done with him. if vincent had a sex playlist, he’d think of adding this song.)

☆ love gun - kiss (SAM SHOWED HIM THIS SONG!! he absolutely loves the sick ass bass line and the cool lyrics. he agrees with sam’s sentiments that paul stanley’s voice is one of the best in rock history. he feels cool as fuck when this song comes on—especially when he’s driving. he drums on the steering wheel and taps his free foot in the floorboard. when he’s able to dance, you bet he most certainly will. he wishes he pursued his talent on the guitar, but he unfortunately no longer practices.)

☆ rosemary - deftones (“TIIIIIME SHIFT.” he loves the build up, the guitar, the seeming desperation in the vocals, and the overall tone of the song. he has to bite his knuckles to shut down the feeling that this song gives him. he breaks out in goosebumps and he loves how full and warm the sound is, especially when listening with headphones. he doesn’t really like how long it is, but it’s a personal preference that he excuses for the “dope ass vibes,” as Lovely likes to say.”

refer to vincent’s playlist cover at the bottom :)

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vincent is honestly the inspiration behind the song association in general, but asher’s song happened to come on while casually listening and i couldn’t help but make his post then and there. this one stays in the same kind of realm of music for the most part; i feel like vincent isn’t a super musical person anymore but he used to really enjoy it and is trying to get back into it. these are just my opinions! in my mind, vincent is on the goth side of things with a mix of a bunch of different musical subcultures thrown in. if you want more, lmk :3 (i will make them anyways, but if you desire a specific character then you need only ask!) @morgansplace

i wanna write mini fics but UGHHH i don’t think my writing is good enough smh. maybe i’ll do it anyways at some point.

k bye 💟

#redacted audio #redacted asmr #redactedverse #redacted headcanons #headcanon #vincent solaire #redacted vincent #samuel collins #redacted sam #sam collins #my music taste is god tier tbh #i miss geordi #i’m probably autistic #someone help LMAO

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miwnet · 5 months

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THANKS FOR PARTICIPATING! ♡

thank you to everyone who participated in motionless in white appreciation week with us! below the cut, we have compiled all of the posts made by all of you for this week — be sure to give everyone some love if you haven’t already!

this celebration week also sort of doubled as the one year anniversary of MIWNET! thank you all for the support we’ve gotten not only through this celebration week, but throughout this last year since we first started. we couldn’t do this without you. here’s to another year! ♡

DAY ONE: FAVORITE SONG(S)/LYRICS

not my type: dead as fuck 2 set by @ricky-olson

lyrics by album set by @heroeddiemunson

another life set by @mothellie

assorted lyrics graphic by @watercoloredlie

voices set by @hereticstations

sign of life, synthetic love, & cause of death art by @arkquackie

assorted lyrics set by @vinmauro

assorted lyrics set by @itconsumesyou

catharsis set by @feelingsofaithless

eternally yours art by @skyjanquest

assorted lyrics set by @skold

lyrics by album set by @sherifftillman

DAY TWO: FAVORITE ALBUM

reincarnate set by @heroeddiemunson

reincarnate set by @ricky-olson

disguise set by @mothellie

disguise graphic by @feelingsofaithless

scoring the end of the world graphic by @itconsumesyou

disguise set by @hereticstations

infamous set by @skold

infamous and disguise art by @arkquackie

disguise set by @vinmauro

scoring the end of the world art by @skyjanquest

DAY THREE: FAVORITE MUSIC VIDEO(S)

america set by @ricky-olson

eternally yours set by @heroeddiemunson

assorted music videos graphic by @watercoloredlie

assorted music videos set by @skold

assorted music videos set by @itconsumesyou

assorted music videos set by @vinmauro

thoughts & prayers music video art by @arkquackie

masterpiece music video art by @skyjanquest

assorted music videos set by @feelingsofaithless

sign of life music video set by @sherifftillman

DAY FOUR: FAVORITE LIVE PERFORMANCE

synthetic love live in manchester set by @heroeddiemunson

reincarnate during tteotw tour set by @heroeddiemunson

warped tour 2016 set by @ricky-olson

deadstream ii set by @itconsumesyou

dark horizon tour set by @feelingsofaithless

deadstream ii photoset by @watercoloredlie

deadstream ii art by @skyjanquest

werewolf during tteotw tour art by @arkquackie

570 at scranton apocalypse fest set by @vinmauro

DAY FIVE: FAVORITE BAND MEMBER

ricky olson set by @ricky-olson

chris motionless set by @heroeddiemunson

chris motionless graphic by @itconsumesyou

ricky olson graphic by @feelingsofaithless

vinny mauro set by @sherifftillman

ricky olson art by @arkquackie

chris motionless photoset by @watercoloredlie

full band art by @skyjanquest

vinny mauro set by @vinmauro

justin morrow set by @skold

DAY SIX: COLOR

+ purple set by @heroeddiemunson

+ teal set by @itconsumesyou

+ red photos/graphic by @watercoloredlie

+ red art by @arkquackie

+ rainbow (voices music video) set by @vinmauro

+ purple set by @feelingsofaithless

+ purple art by @skyjanquest

DAY SEVEN: FREE CHOICE

miw + jojo’s bizarre adventure set by @heroeddiemunson

miw iphone lockscreens by @itconsumesyou

chris, ryan, & justin cyberhex art by @arkquackie

vampire chris art by @skyjanquest

feral mode playlist set by @vinmauro

miw + in this moment graphic by @feelingsofaithless

#miwweek #motionless in white #miw #chris motionless #ricky olson #justin morrow #ryan sitkowski #vinny mauro #miw band #*ours #*admin #by kai

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daddyhausen · 2 months

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• song lyrics prompts •

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shut your mouth before i fuck it — rats | motionless in white

i’ve been waiting for you — come undone | bad omens

addicted to a lonely kind of love — teardrops | bring me the horizon

somewhere in the past, something was between, you and i, my dear — the apparition | sleep token

i don’t know what hurts the most, holding on or letting go | 1x1 | bring me the horizon + nova twins

we said this was the last time, over and over again — synthetic love | motionless in white

you were more than just somebody i was destined to meet — granite | sleep token

i’m sorry i can’t see that you truely love me — bulls in the bronx | pierce the veil

you’re not the person i knew back then — mr. highway’s thinking about the end | a day to remember

i want you to show me what a bitch you can be — hatefuck | motionless in white

what if i can’t forget you? — caraphernelia | pierce the veil

even if it hurts me, even if i can’t sleep — chokehold | sleep token

you’ve got my body flesh and bone — the summoning | sleep token

my love, did i mistake you for a sign from god? — the summoning | sleep token

you have become the voice in my head — vore | sleep toke

won’t you come dance in the dark with me — acesntionism | sleep token

i cannot fix your wounds this time — are you really okay? — sleep token

for so long, i’ve waited — rain | sleep token

will you cleanse me with pleasure? — rain sleep token

missed calls, answer phones from people i just don’t trust — take me back to eden | sleep token

call me when you have the time, i just need to leave this part of me behind — euclid | sleep token

i miss the way you say my name — the death of piece of mind | bad omens

heaven knows i ain’t getting over you — just pretend | bad omens

stay with me, as we cross the empty skies — rosemary | deftones

take me one more time — sextape | deftones

it’s too bad you’re married to me — mascara | deftones

i’m hypnotised by your name — romantic dreams | deftones

but i’m tired of proving this love — mx | deftones

i wanna fuck you till you scream and cry — for your love | måneskin

i’ll make your body a habit — on my mind | måneskin

i want to taste you better — give | sleep token

#{ my fics : 🤍 }#song lyric prompts #prompts #headcannon prompts #prompt lists #fanfic prompts

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shimmerbeasts · 2 months

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MINI CHARACTER PLAYLIST Share at least five songs that remind you of your muse, or that you associate with your muse's character arc. Including lyrics is optional.

Don't Remember Me by HalaCG

Why's it so hard to breathe? Chasing down more ways to please. I'll show them all I'm stronger Not like your memories Now that I've broken free You're not someone I need Won't play nice any longer. So don't remember me.

Let's be real: Everybody who has not followed my Jinx since yesterday knew this song was going to be on my list! Back when I first started out writing this muse and looked for fan songs (as I like to do), this song just struck a chord with me. The reason, it is on my list here, is if I had to characterise my Jinx with one song, all the struggles she endured, the difficulties, she has with her sister, but also that reliance and trust she has in Silco, this would be it. Don't Remember Me is Jinx broken down in her purest form.

Start Of Something New by Ely Eira

Take a step, let our moment come We can have our escape, hey We will have all that we wanted We will be touching the sky History can no longer haunt us 'Cause right now This is the start of something new

After the end of Act Three, with Silco dead and Vi having in her mind completely abandoned her for the final time, Jinx should be at her lowest point and utterly broken. However, that is not what happens. Instead, as she blows up the Council building with the Super Mega Death Rocket, it almost seems like she is experiencing a personal moment of triumph. Even though she is grieving so many things at once (both Silco and Vi simultaneously), she also is reshaping herself in this burn-it-all-down moment. For me, Start Of Something New embodies this idea of an older and more mature Jinx. If Don't Remember Me encapsulates Jinx as a whole, then Start Of Something New is Jinx becoming the toymaker.

Shared Eyes by Blixemi

You're not who you think you are And I wish I never knew I don't want to see the irony That you hate me for being you Pushed me to walk 'neath starless skies 'Cause I'll never shine as bright As the light of your eye What good is it to even try? You'll never hear, or see, or face All the parts of you you despise Come to life Standing right 'fore your eyes in spite Reminding both of us have wished on a starless night

Strangely enough, this song in my eyes is not about Jinx and Vi - it is about Jinx and Mylo! Specifically, it is about her wrestling with whom he is post-mortem. I believe that after his death, she spent a lot of time thinking over the fact that it was his voice she could hear and him she could see. I think a lot of her earliest actions are very much motivated by proving him wrong, yet at the same time, I could easily see her feel like she has almost inherited his nature and that there is some kind of truth in his ire. At the same time, Shared Eyes also captures her regarding Mylo's love and approval as being almost unreachable. Because she cannot just purely hate him. He is still her older brother, despite the mockery, despite the insults, despite the cruelty. This contradiction of her love for her older brother with what he has done to her mental state is perfectly shown here.

Voices by Motionless In White/Bad Luck by Aviators/In My Head by NateWantsToBattle

As I walk through this valley of shadows and death I curse not the wicked, I praise not the blessed If I told you the truth you'd beg me to change If fear were a currency you'd own the bank

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Welcome to the freak show Thought the odds were equal Roulette in my head keeps rolling on Let the bloody streets flow Nothing holds a candle To thе rapid fire of my own gun Maybe psycho Push me and you might go Ovеr in a blaze of arcane blue Stop me if I ramble I'll come take a gamble for you 'Cause you need a little bad luck baby

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You don't know the half of it (half of it) Hands up while I take the hits (take the hits) It's something that you can't admit I fight for my life, now I'm done with your sh- Say it once, say it twice, now you're in my head Say it all a thousand times, leaving me for dead Say it once, say it twice, now you're in my head Say it at the same time, Jinx, and now you're dead

I am aware that I am cheating a bit here because I am picking three songs instead of one. However, I will count them as one as in my eyes, these songs all depict one element of Jinx extremely well: Her mania. Whereas Shared Eyes showed the complexity of what Jinx is seeing, Voices, Bad Luck and In My Head all show how these hallucinations trigger Jinx's mania and madness and what it feels like to be enraptured by this mental instability. The instrumentals of all these songs are more in the alternative rock direction and they even sound a bit disjointed and overpowering. They do not just cover how frightening living in such episodes is for Jinx, but they also capture what a danger she becomes for other people. How her mania limits her inhibitions, how it gives her an easily excitable trigger finger, how it makes her almost revel and cherish the carnage, she is causing. I have a lot more songs which capture this Jinx is dangerous when a mania episode hits vibe, but those three are probably the most crucial ones.

You're A Jinx/Everyone Else Betrays Us/Is There Anything So Endearing As a Daughter?/You're Perfect from the Arcane soundtrack

When it comes to Silco and Jinx as people, I feel like their dynamic cannot be captured in songs. Mostly because both participants are such layered and complex individuals, which creates such a convoluted dynamic that most songs, dealing with complex (read: toxic) dynamics just do not encompass it completely. Poison from Hazbin Hotel sort of fits the bill, but if we are honest, nothing captures these two better than Arcane's soundtrack, specifically the instrumentals where their leitmotifs intermingle and influence one another. The way these four instrumentals work back to back in my eyes really shows under what extraordinary circumstances, Silco found Powder and how his influence was able to anchor her, even in the most trying and difficult times. At the same time, I love how the latter two songs show that Silco did indeed love Jinx and that he loved her completely unconditionally. Again, I need to reiterate how calming Silco's leitmotif is - especially with Jinx's violin themes, which are often frantic and high-pitched. Just hearing his leitmotif weaving into hers, you can hear Jinx's madness simmer down, you can hear Silco deescalating the situation in the music! And I love how this facette appears even before tracks like Is There Anything So Undoing As A Daughter or You're Perfect. It is like the instrumental is showing that Silco had Jinx's best interest at heart even back then!

Tagged by: @piltover-sharpshooter, @ferinehuntress, @jynxd

Tagging: @moxxietude, @playgroundmonsters (Ran and Vi), @undercity-merc, @restrainedhungr, @blackrosesmatron, @demacianhcart, @weavertali, and whoever has not done this yet.

#playground: meme #nothing ever stays dead: jinx||in character

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plantteaful · 8 months

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Some personal pieces I did yesterday using lyrics from Voice by Motionless in white and When You Die by MGMT

#vent art #illustration #digital art #original character #oc #original art #weirdcore #voidcore #oddcore #artists on tumblr #procreate #my art

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The Warrior in the Woods [RWBY]

>:C

[Send me in an Ask with one my WIP titles from this post, and I'll post a snippet of it and tell you a bit about it!]

Listen. Listen. It's ON THE LIST okay. I just have to work more on my posted WIPs first. Also probably need to rewatch RWBY at some point.

This is my 'Jaune and Adam are stranded together in the frozen tundras of northern Anima circa v5 au and have to work together to survive, causing Jaune to learn Adam's messy history and get a new perspective on him, and forcing Adam to question a lot of his assumptions about the cruelty of the world now that he has his lowest point and finally encountering someone who seems to just be good in a uncomplicated straightforward way, but is a human which runs so hard against Adam's lived experience that he doesn't know how to deal with it' au

(I wonder sometimes if my inability to sum up my ideas in a succulent fashion is why so many of my works use references and song lyrics as working titles)

Anyways-

Jaune stood there, staring at Adam who lay on the ground, motionless. The snow had not stopped falling, if anything the storm was growing more intense as the moments passed and Adam’s body started to collect a light dusting of snow, his gray clothing quickly covered in a layer of faint sparkling white. Jaune could faintly hear the strident cries of the huge Strix, likely still circling up there somewhere overhead. And the huge Cereian would be back for revenge as well, soon enough. Jaune’s best chance was to find shelter in the castle and wait them both out, while his Aura recovered. But if he had to drag an unconscious Adam on his shoulders while he did that, his chances of making it through the next few hours would go down sharply. But Adam’s chances of surviving if Jaune left him here, were nothing. You don’t owe him anything. He only worked with you to save his own skin, then only with his teeth clenched the whole time. Jaune told himself. He tried to kill you. He dropped you to your death. He ambushed you while you were fighting Grimm. He helped Salem at Beacon and Haven, and has probably killed dozens, maybe hundreds of innocent people. He hurt Blake. He hurt Yang. He wants to hurt everyone. No one is here to judge you, and if they were they wouldn’t. He’s a monster. But you are a Huntsmen. A voice that sounded a lot like Pyrrha’s whispered in the back of his mind. And Huntsmen do not leave people to die. Jaune exhaled and forced his feet to walk forward. He leaned over to dust off some of the snow from Adam’s body, and gave a start as he realized the blindfold had fallen the rest of the way off, exposing his left eye. The pale skin around it was twisted and gnarled red as if it had been burned, the darkest pieces raised into rough ridges that spelled something out. SDC. Schnee Dust Company. Jaune felt his skin prickle, his stomach lurching in horror at the sight. So this was why he had worn the Grimm Mask, and then the blindfold. Before Jaune could stop himself he had reached out to thumb open the eye, and instead of icy blue a pale milky white iris and pupil stared back at him, filmed over the way a corpse’s eye was filmed over, the whites so blood shot they seemed red. Jaune pulled back his hand as if burned and felt the urge to shiver for reasons that had nothing to do with the cold. He steeled himself, and gently as he could manage, rewrapped the blindfold around Adam’s eyes. He had chosen not to show this to the world, and Jaune felt the need to respect that. Then he lifted the other man into his arms, feeling a stab of surprise at how light he was, and set out to look for a place they could shelter, before the cold and the Grimm killed them both.

I've always had this weird soft spot for Adam/Jaune, because I genuinely think their dynamic could be fascinating and challenging to both characters, and also I am huge sucker for dark knight x paladin style relationships (Someone whose power is draw from anger and rage at a unjust cruel world, who can believe in their strength to see them safe, and a person whose power is drawn from an ideal, tirelessly working to create a world where their isn't suffering and pain and refusing to let either thing burn them down- delicious). I defiantly want to return to this work and flesh it out properly. Probably will once Vol 10 finally drops and I descend back into RWBY hell.

#Rwby #Jaune Arc #Adam Taurus #Matador #Rwby Fanfic #wip ask meme #about me

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catboyolli · 2 months

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✨ the EXIT EMOTIONS track by track review no one asked for ✨

but i'm still gonna do anyway because i'm a highly opinionated woman

When Blind Channel said "oh yeah, we're totally gonna go heavy in our next album" I didn't fucking think they were talking about the theme and the lyrics lmao (fuck you, honestly), buuuuut the album really sounds heavier compared to LOTSAD, which I very much appreciate.

I loved the album and the direction they're taking musically, even if it seems that they're scared of the number 3. Or maybe they're alergic to it, who knows. But yeah, I'm greatly pleased by this album, it's now one of my favorites from them. I just wish the songs were a bit longer.

Thoughts below (WARNING: it's very long and yeah, I talk shit about some of the songs 💀)

WHERE'S THE EXIT

I love the way this track starts, it has a nice riff and Niko's agressive rap had me so hooked. I honestly don't know what happened after that. I'm gonna guess that Aleksi was tired at 3 AM and mixed parts of other two unrelated songs into this one, because to me the song as a whole doesn't make fucking sense. It's all over the place, trying to be a mix of everything but falling short.

The lyrics of the first verse are cool (especially the blowfish part, I think they liked the concept of a morningstar a bit too much, which is understandable because those are fucking cool), but something has to be said about this:

I've been making enemies out of rockstars All those friends with benefits out of popstars

huh??? enemies out of rockstars????? and 4 out of 6 of y'all are in long term relationships wdym friends with "benefits out of popstars"? get out of here 💀

2. DEADZONE

This is clearly a track engineered to get radio plays, they worked with Johnny Andrews, who produced some singles of the two latest Motionless In White albums.

A perfect track, well rounded, nothing is missing. It has the Blind Channel Big Chrorus™, cool guitars, growls, and Niko and Joel's voices compliment each other so fucking well. I like it a lot and it's giving them their success in the US, so I'm happy with this one.

3. WOLVES IN CALIFORNIA

DHFGBYURGDNGDJK whose idea was to add the "wolf" sound effects? 😂

This one is fun and catchy, the scratching and the riff are cool, and Niko's rap is so fucking on point (I think he said somewhere in an interview that Jason from FEVER333 helped him with the rap in the album, which tracks because he's also credited as a writer in this song, and would you look at this picture of them together in the California house, with a big-ass dog? Zakk Cervini is also credited and boy, when you see the bands he produced for it makes sense why this is a good fucking song.)

The bridge gives me Reincarnate by Motionless in White vibes, and it's my favorite part of the song by far. Also the lyrics are so fucking fun, like:

Back home we used to be the fucking black sheep, sweet Now they calling us a flagship Straight outta Hell - sinking

Amazing, fun, a great track overall *chef kiss* I'd say I can see myself in the middle of a moshpit if they play this song when I (eventually) see them live.

4. XOXO

I'm gonna say that this is Niko's album becaue holy shit, y'all, he's on fucking fire with the screaming and the rapping and the lyrics and the everything. The chorus is another Blind Channel Big Chrorus™ and guys from From Ashes to New fucking delivered too.

And let's not forget about that breakdown, which sure, isn't that big or heavy compared to what other bands can do, but coming from Blind Channel and what we're used to get from them, it's a fucking lot. I hope they do something like this again, because it's one of my top tracks in the album for sure.

5. KEEPING IT SURREAL

This isn't doing it for me, the guitar riff is cool but there's something missing. It makes sense that if you make an album to be played live you are going to need a song that is a bit slower, for both their sake as performers and for the audience. But I don't know, it didn't blow my mind like other songs, maybe I need to give it a few more listens.

Oh, and the transition from the bridge to the last chorus is underwhelming. I was expecting something more after the "please don't", but it never came.

The lyrics are cool tho.

6. DIE ANOTHER DAY

The mandatory ballad of the album, I'll admit I didn't listen to it that much after it was released because I didn't like RØRY's vocals in the verses (and I still don't). It's somewhat good, but it's not at a Bad Idea or Feel Nothing or Enemies with Benefits level of good, y'know.

The lyrics hit you like a truck.

(If you need to ask, yes, I'm still salty about the music video with just the singers and that adds to my dislike of the song).

7. PHOBIA

I am incredibly angry at this song because it has fucking power chords (that reminds me of some Nightwish songs, I wish I could pinpoint exactly which one) and Niko's amazing growls FOR ONLY TWO VERSES. It should be a crime to make a song that starts like the EDM summer remix of a radio friendly song and a catchy chrous, and that then gives you a very brief taste of something really fucking good, to take it away after, like 10 seconds.

I mean, I can't complain when the band has EDM Teen Sensation Alex Mattson in their lineup, but like with WHERE'S THE EXIT it feels like two unrelated songs mixed in one.

Again, deep lyrics, but the music isn't doing it for me.

(It's weird that tracks 5 to 7 were written with Dan Lancaster, who is a well known producer that has been working with Bring Me The Horizon, and yet... I'm not convinced of any of the songs. I wonder why.)

8. HAPPY DOOMSDAY

The relief I felt upon hearing this song can't be described. I don't have that much so say because it has been released a while back and I listened to it a lot, but I like it. It's a good song, like finding salvation in the middle of the trainwreck that are the three previous songs.

9. RED TAIL LIGHTS

This song is amazing, full of energy, very beautiful very powerful. The line "red tail lights is all I got" could be a jingle on a commercial, don't ask me why but it gives me that vibe. It's not missing anything, it combines all of Blind Channel's elements in such a flawless way and it left me very pleased. Niko rapping with the heavy riff killed it again.

I only have one question: why is the guitar solo so fucking short? 10 more seconds wouldn't have killed anyone 🙄

10. NOT YOUR BRO

GUYS. GUYS GUYS GUYS. This one is my absolute favorite in the album, oh my god. These petty motherfuckers can make bangers when they're fueled by rage and spite (at least this time it isn't against the music industry lmaoooo). There's something very 2000ish about the way they sing the chorus and some of the melodies, I swear I heard something like this but less heavy when I was a child and I love it so fucking much. Another perfect song blending everything this band is, and it was produced with just Johnny! To me it's proof that they don't need to go after other songrwiters/producers to make a fucking great track.

BUT OH MY GOD THE BRIDGE!!!!!!!!! NFGJHBJGVDEHNNBY FUCKING AMAZING, I LOVE THIS BAND SO MUCH. THIS IS THE KIND OF PART WHERE I CAN'T HIDE MY HUGE ASS SMILE. IF THEY PLAY THIS LIVE AND I GET TO SEE IT I'M GONNA GO SO FUCKING HARD AND 100% BE JOEL FALLING OVER THE BARRICADE DURING ZITTI E BUONI IN ESC2021 I SWEAR.

I need them being dramatic as fuck while playing this song. I desperately need to see what the live visuals will look like because there's a lot they can do. And I need a music video to go with this song.

I don't understand why this wasn't released as a single and was placed 10th in the album. The people who clocked out after track 7 are missing on such a great gem of a song.

11. FLATLINE

I listened to this one a lot, I love the electronic music vibes it gives, overall it's a great song to listen to and to play live. I gotta say that their stupid cringey dance kiiiiiiiinda ruined the song for me when it was released, but I've been learning to appreciate it a lot more lol

12. ONE LAST TIME... AGAIN

It's a good song to close the album, I liked it a lot too! The verses and the first part of the bridge gives me vague The Weeknd vibes, I don't know if it's the way it's sung or what, but it was the immediate comparison my brain came up with. And the second part of the bridge is fucking cool.

I'm happy we get to hear about the band's breeding kink, because what else could these lyrics mean? 😏

Come insidе One last time again One last time again

I'm happy with the album. I preordered both the LP and the CD without second thoughts and now I'm glad I didn't waste my money LMAO. Congratumothafuckinglations, Blind Channel.

If you made it this far and you still don't want to throw me from a high cliff, I love you and thank you for the patience 💕💘💗💕💘💘

Have some cookies, you deserve it:

#okay this took me basically 4 hours but how do i tag this #and do i want it to show up on the main tag? probably not #I have Opinions™

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