#music worth sharing

[dakotayounger]

Worth It. By RAYE From the album My 21st Century Blues Added to music worth sharing playlist by Dakota Younger

#Worth It. #RAYE #My 21st Century Blues #music worth sharing #Spotify #music #sharing #discovery #new music #tunes #IFTTT

[zmediaoutlet]

murder in the city

for @wincestwednesdays - blood

They've started dimming the bunker lights at night. More like a real place, that way, a motel or a house to squat in. The concrete floors are cold on Sam's bare feet. Still doesn't totally know his way around, but that's all right. There are plenty of long nights ahead to figure out the layout. Or maybe not that many. He's been trying not to think about it, but. Lot of long nights.

The infirmary, the gun range, the library. The kitchen, and the coffeepot, and the newspaper left on the island with a couple of obits circled in thick sharpie, and it's probably meant to be a distraction for him but it's probably a real job, too. Sam leans over to check it out but his eyes blur and he sinks to his elbows, and then puts his forehead down to his clenched fists. His mouth tastes like pennies. All the time now, practically. In his throat the urge to cough rises and he breathes very carefully through his nose because he just—doesn't want to. He doesn't want to have to.

A box of black Lipton appeared on the shelves, when he kept coughing and hasn't stopped. He heats water in the old-school steel kettle, leaning against the stovetop, his fingers shoved in to the soft part of his throat next to his windpipe. Like if he strangles himself maybe that horrible tickling urge won't creep in. He keeps his eyes closed and feels his pulse thump against his fingertips, slow and steady. Imagines a day sometime soon when that'll change. Either staggering and erratic or all-too-fast—like years ago, in those worse days, when there was no unexplained tea as a clumsy attempt at care, when the iron-taste riming his teeth was all his own fault.

If all this goes the way he expects, it'll be yet another broken promise. His ears ring. It takes a second to swim past that to realize that, no, it's the kettle, whistling. God, he's tired.

"You gonna make your tea or do I gotta do it for you, Miss Marple?"

He jerks, turns. "I—sorry. Didn't mean to wake you up."

"Unless you made me have to pee I think you're innocent, this time," Dean says, but not really smiling. He's wearing the robe he claimed, hands deep in the pockets. Squinting at Sam across the kitchen like there's something to see.

Sam turns and busies himself with the kettle. Splashing over the tea bag, pouring too fast so that it judders out of the spout, spattering the back of his hand. He hisses, and for the hissing he's punished with not being able to keep the cough down, and it stings, god—stings so bad, not that deep down-in-the-lungs coughing that feels like it's actually doing something, like the one time he got the flu and thought he'd turn inside out, but just—scratching, shredding, making his eyes water and his mouth fill with—

"Jeez, you're a safety hazard," Dean says, and he's right there, at Sam's side, taking the kettle away, a clatter of the steel somewhere, and then his hand heavy between Sam's shoulderblades. Warm, patient, while Sam hacks and shudders and tries to remember how to take breaths that feel clean. "Yeah, okay. Get it out."

There's no getting it out. Sam inhales very cautiously through his nose and doesn't say it, because that would be cruel, and it's too late or maybe early to get into that kind of fight. Especially when Dean's warm against him, and soft in that robe. His arm slides down around Sam's back, and Sam doesn't need help walking but he lets Dean take him over to the sink, and he leans down with his elbows on the porcelain rim and washes his mouth clean, spitting. With the lights low he hopes Dean can't see the color.

He sits with his back to the table and watches Dean move around the kitchen. His space, like the library's Sam's. Dean wipes up the spilled water and puts the kettle back in its place and glances at Sam, and then goes to the pantry shelf where he's got a bottle of bourbon stashed and pours a healthy glug into Sam's mug. "Seriously?" Sam says, and Dean shrugs and then pours another mug full of bourbon for himself, and brings both of them over to the table. He holds Sam's out to him handle-first and says, "It's medicine," and Sam smiles at him, too tired to do otherwise. Dean clunks his mug against Sam's, very carefully, and Sam winds the trailing string of the teabag over his knuckles and takes a sip, cautious. Hot, both temperature and alcohol, but sweet too. Might not really help but it feels good, and that's something, at least.

Dean waits for him to swallow, and then drinks his own mug down in a single shot. Grimaces into it, when it's empty. He looks as tired as Sam feels. Maybe more. Sam sits forward and sets his hand on Dean's hip, sorry in this—thin, entirely inadequate way. Knowing he'd make the same choice all the same. Dean licks his lips and sets his mug on the table by Sam's shoulder and then steps between Sam's knees, and Sam puts his forehead to Dean's sternum and holds Dean around the waist. Warm dark. His mouth tastes like bourbon now, at least.

Fingers through Sam's hair, carding it off the back of his neck. "You slept through the night once, this week?"

He takes a deep, careful breath. Raw over his raw throat. He's not supposed to lie, anymore. He promised. Dean's always asking Sam to make promises he'll be forced to break. "Once, I think," he says.

Dean sighs but doesn't call him out. Maybe he doesn't want to fight, either. Ever since they moved in here it's been—good. Better. Dean happy to have a home and Sam just—well, it doesn't matter. He leaves his forehead against Dean's chest and feels his breath rise and fall, his fingers tucked just barely inside the elastic of his boxers, holding on. Dean has a place, here, the safest place either of them has ever seen, and all this knowledge at his fingertips, and if Sam manages not to screw up these trials then it'll be—worth it. The world safer and Dean… he'll be okay, Sam thinks. In this bunker their family gave them. It's worth it, for that.

"Can't believe I got up for this sappy crap," Dean says, very quiet.

"Thought you said you had to pee," Sam says, muffled, and Dean says, "I can multitask," and then tugs on Sam's hair at the back so he's forced to tip his head and look up, and before he can say anything Dean dips down and kisses him, soft with a closed mouth, just—pressing close. When their lips part with barely a sound he holds there, his forehead against Sam's and their noses brushing and his breath coming slow against Sam's mouth. Steady rhythm, like a heartbeat. Sam's anchored his whole life to it more than once. He touches Dean's throat and then drags his fingertips down, hooking the collar of his t-shirt, feeling that empty space where he used to wear—but that doesn't matter, now. Dean's here. Nothing matters more than that.

"You're wearing my shirt," Sam says, fingers caught in the v-neck.

"Finders keepers," Dean says, and then lifts up, and tucks Sam's hair behind both of his ears, and looks at him, eyes low and tender in the dim. "Man," he says, soft, and Sam doesn't know why, but then Dean touches his chin with one thumb and says, in a more normal voice, "Finish your tea, princess, and then come back to bed, huh? Cold down there without the human space heater."

"Not exactly selling it with your icicle feet," Sam says, and Dean shrugs, smiling at him kinda one-sided, but then he leaves the kitchen, and Sam's left there, listening to him scuff along the hall until he can't. He sits with his mug in both hands, looking at nothing across the empty kitchen. Since the first red spot he's been composing a note, mentally. Trying to figure how he could say everything that's worth saying. He never ends up writing anything down. Nothing he can think of comes close.

He drinks his tea. Leaves the mug by the sink knowing it'll make Dean bitch at him in the morning. His mouth still tastes like metal. But then—when he goes to Dean's room, he gets into bed and puts his arm around Dean's waist and puts his nose to the soft buzz of hair at the top of Dean's spine, and Dean sighs and pushes back against him, and he's warm against Sam's whole body except for his toes that tuck in behind Sam's ankle, freezing, like he's done since Sam's earliest memories. His skin like ice and then warming slowly against Sam's. What more could Sam ask for.

#wincest wednesday #my writing #wincest #the last couplet of this song #has driven me mad since the first time i heard it #do Not recommend the music video bc it's weird #but still: #always remember there was nothing worth sharing #like the love that let us share our name

[sun-3-160]

stream my msr playlist i guess

#txf #the x files #msr #dana scully #fox mulder #music #it's still *technically* a work in progress but it's complete enough that i think it's worth sharing #Spotify

[lozeyart]

I made a dumb ass tiktok, enjoy

#I’ve made tiktoks before but I feel like this one is worth sharing #I should share the one I did of Tugger #anyway #cats #cats musical #cats tiktok #tik tok #me

[crimeronan]

my spotify wrapped being mostly female-fronted bands isn't really a hashtag feminist thing or even about me liking women, i'm not involved in bandom and just listen to whatever music makes my brain go BRRR.

but, like. when what you like is goth rock and symphonic metal......

#if i was performative about spotify wrapped youd be damn sure there'd be more musicians of color on my top 100 it's EMBARRASSING how #white it is. gonna go thru some playlists i've saved of Black and indian rock/metal musicians more fully #cuz theres an entire world out there of undiscovered blorbo music. when i have even more sad lyrics to kin assign luz then u will all #realize. anyway just wanted to clarify that my spotify wrapped is not interesting empowering or worth sharing. LOL #i do love women operatically wailing about killing their lovers and themselves though.

[ereborne]

Top 7 Comfort Films

Tagged by @piratefalls Hi Kelly!!!!! I also watch the same movies on rotation lol

The Three Musketeers (1993)

The Swan Princess

The Blues Brothers

Hansel and Gretel, Witch Hunters

The Martian

Charlie's Angels (2019)

Logan Lucky

Tagging: @goingsparebutwithprecision, @acountrygirlsfun, @tulmultuous, @zahnie, @ialpiriel, @alwaysboth

#tagged by #piratefalls #I was having a really hard time figuring how to narrow this list down because there's quite a few more I watch #eventually I decided to only include the ones where I don't 'skip to the good bits' #(Fast Five and Mr & Mrs Smith and The Italian Job and Avengers 2012 I do all watch incredibly often but mostly only the back halves #and my animated movies and musicals I mostly watch the songs and the ends. not the Blues Brothers though) #and then the rest of these I put in order by when I got them because that's probably the best indicator of how often I've seen them #also worth noting that The Martian could easily be swapped for Star Trek (2009) or Charlie's Angels for Ocean's Eight #I tend to watch them back-to-back because they fill similar niches in my brain #Logan Lucky has recently beat out a lot of the other heist movies I rewatch because the characters and accents make me happy #(if anybody has heist movie recommendations though please please share I always want more)

[compacflt]

Do you have any opinions on what kind of music mav and ice like? I’m just curious as someone who has motorcycle riding 80s navy dad whose favorite two artists were Madonna and Bruce Springsteen if you think the answer would surprise us? Or if they’d be as predictable as always

Yeah nothing crazy. kinda predictable i guess. classic rock, country rock, classic blues, nostalgic 60s folk, contemporary stuff when it comes on the radio and isn’t unlistenable by their middle-aged-white-man standards.

+ of course ice’s somewhat gay Fleetwood Mac entanglement

#Look i was born in 2003 idk anything about 90s music tbh. 80s yes but not 90s #it’s one of those things I don’t feel qualified to discuss #most of my opinions on questions like this are inspired by what my white dad b. ca. 1970 enjoyed in high school #so that’s where you get ‘beast of burden’ by The Rolling Stones in my fic. that’s a ‘my dad likes this song’ song. #so what else did my white dad like that i feel is in line with ice and mav #? #uhhh. okay. Donna summer. counting crows. the foo fighters. Joni Mitchell. Peter Paul and Mary. bill withers. Burt Bacharach. Whitney. #Coldplay! they listen to the radio so i think they’re into some 21st ce artists as well. like to a Normal degree. #they don’t follow celebs but like the music. they like old t swift but like to a normal white dad degree. #my white dad is really into dua lipa for some reason. ice & mav don’t give me that vibe #pete maverick mitchell #tom iceman kazansky #icemav #asks #it’s one of those things that’s like ‘you should really have ur own hcs about this bc everyone’s are going to be too specific’ #like ice & mav’s sex lives & what they prefer in bed. I certainly have my hcs but they’re so specific it’s not worth #discussing because they won’t be universal so who cares. they’ll just live inside my head #the act of sharing hcs is very vulnerable & not always worth it tbh #better to shove them into a narrative somewhere #ty for the ask anon 🥺❤️❤️

[legolasghosty]

🐑 Alternate Universe- Magic, Mutual Pining, Demonic possession, Furbies

Oh dear...

Alex is attending one of the most prestigious magic academies in the country, on the orders of his parents of course. Even though Laiz Fier Academy reviles even the name of the only type of magic he's ever been good at. His parents swore he'd find another specialty here, and he'd let himself believe them, like the idiot he is. He's scraping by in classes. Barely. At least he's managed to make a couple of friends and figure out how to sneak into the library stacks to find books that will actually help him hone his skills.

However, Alex realizes now there's a reason why it's not recommended to do your first summoning alone. Because, while he does manage to summon a demon, it doesn't exactly end up in the silvery urn he'd laid in the center of the pentagram.

So now he has a talking, demonic Furby to hide. One that, despite its too-wide eyes and disconcertingly smooth voice, Alex thinks he might be developing feelings for.

(Fake fic ask game!)

#legolas tag #legolas ask #julie and the phantoms #willex #so okay in my head #Alex is super good at a specific branch of magic #which usually would be awesome since he was born into a high power magical family #unfortunately the thing he's good at is demonic magic #which is.... unpopular to put it lightly #his parents send him away to school in the hopes that he'll latch onto something else with so many options to explore #that doesn't happen #he meets Luke and Julie (both music magic) and Reggie (animal magic) #and they all become friends #and they all figure out how to sneak into the stacks together #where Alex finds all the hidden away books on demonic magic #cause it's not actually Evil like people think #just... darker in source than most #Alex may fall down a bit of a spiral about his abilities and worth though #and ends up attempting to summon an actual demon to help him learn magic #but... well he must have messed up the binding part of the ceremony? #Cause he does get a demonic magic coach #but said coach (Willie) goes into the Furby Reggie got him as a prank birthday present #and well... Alex knows he should figure out how to undo it and send Willie back to Hell or wherever #but then he has to rush to hide him first before he gets caught #and then they end up chatting a fair amount over the next few days #because Alex is a world class insomniac and Willie just doesn't sleep #but Alex is kept too busy with classes and stuff to go back to the library to find the stuff to sort out the mess he's made #and if Willie knows how to do it he isn't sharing #(he totally knows but it's his first time in the human world in ages and Alex is nice and kinda cute tbh so...) #and...they become friends? And also develop massive crushes on each other?

[andthebeanstalk]

I can't believe Janelle Monae is the new Mona Lisa! Couldn't have happened to a more deserving gay!!

#glass onion #janelle monae #glass onion spoilers #helen brand #rian johnson #original #her work means so much more to me than literally any classical painting ever has #hell. the same could be said of their face - truly as a person a work of art #in my opinion the movie basically does end by saying wake up boys new Mona Lisa just dropped! #and I love it. I love the music. I love that art history nerds confirmed it is supposed to be the real Mona Lisa #I love this movie making the statement that no piece of property could possibly be worth more than human life #and juxtaposing a lifeless painting with a person who is very much living and taking action and improving the world #and I love the way that the Mona Lisa looks almost as though she approves of it in the way Helen looked at her approvingly earlier on. #it's like these two women are sharing a knowing smile across centuries #but it is the real and living one who has something to fight for #I'm STILL on my third watch of the movie because I have to pause every 10 minutes to post about it on Tumblr #I simply have to there's no other way! 😅 #i regret nothing.

[july-19th-club]

one of the most annoying things my brain does is that when i enjoy something - book, movie, band, whatever - and somebody i respect doesn't enjoy it for whatever reason, like there's nothing wrong with it, it just didn't work for that person and they didn't think it was that good...well my immediate knee-jerk mental response to that type of situation is to feel like i have to start revising my opinions on the thing i liked, because if it actually was good, then Respected Person Who Didn't Like It would have a different opinion. and if i was smarter or had better taste, i'd share Respected Person's opinion. both of which lead me to develop sour feelings about things i've enjoyed immensely right up until the moment someone i care about or think is cool/smart/whatever expresses disinterest or dislike of that thing. and it fucking sucks because the solution to this problem is just "own your opinions about innocuous things" but it's incredibly fucking difficult in practice because i worry my friends will stop respecting me if i enjoy things they thought were kinda not that good. or that everybody i respect knows i have shitty taste and is just too nice to tell me about it and elevate my interests to Only Things Cool And Respected People Enjoy. and what if that's just a reflection of my own reactions??? what if my visceral disinterest in taylor swift means i actually hate everyone who genuinely enjoys her music? what if i think they're all losers with no taste? why else would i assume that's what people think of me when i say actually, the shadowhunters tvshow meant a lot to me and i thought it was good? and it becomes a deep ethical spiral that i have to claw my way up out of in order to not go into a tism crisis over Was Animated Movie Good or Was It Just Alright? and ultimately it means i rarely completely trust my own opinions on things like art, music, entertainment. just because i like it doesn't mean i should. like what if it's mid? and even though i've been working on this for years, that baseline anxiety is there in everything i experience with one regular exception: if everybody agrees something is cringe, but still fun, then i can enjoy it without worry, because there's no danger that saying 'this is so fun' will lead to people secretly thinking i'm kinda lame. and that. is why riverdale is the perfect television show for me

#like girl please be normal #about this one thing you do. please just stop doing it and be normal #and what if it doesnt matter if people think i have bad taste??? ive got a close friend who really enjoyed seeing tswift recently #and i think it's boring to go see tswift and i wouldnt have gone with her but like im glad she had fun #why do i assume that people are not extending me the same courtesy #am i in my head where i feel tswift is objectively mediocre music and ppl who listen to her need to expand their repertoires #why do i feel like every time i hold a fairly majority opinion. but people i think are intelligent dont share it #why do i feel like i need to fix what i think before they see it and realize i'm just cringe and not worth knowing #like be NORMALLLLLLL

[256gb]

listening to a classic um.. track i haven’t listened to in a while and god damn do these guys just have the most fun bouncy interesting sound design i will never ever get tired of it

#i rarely share music on here but um.. is always worth it #SoundCloud

[dakotayounger]

Escapism. By RAYE, 070 Shake From the album My 21st Century Blues Added to music worth sharing playlist by Dakota Younger

#Escapism. #RAYE #070 Shake #My 21st Century Blues #music worth sharing #Spotify #music #sharing #discovery #new music #tunes #IFTTT

[bubmyg]

idk the whole part of suchwita where yoongi was insisting he listens to epik high when he doesn’t feel so great n tablo telling him he’s definitely become that for other people now too and then the whole discussion of song request and how tablo only recommended yoongi to feature because even before they’d properly met and become close like they are now he thought of yoongi as one who could embody a song that personifies music as comfort. like yeah. Yeah. 

#im rlly glad tablo mentioned that yoongi's music is like that for a lot of people now :-( #and i know yoongi has shared the sentiment before that if even one person can derive comfort it's worth it but i enjoyed that too #idk i just :-( #it's 6:45 pm on a thursday why am i being sappy on main

[music-for-them-asses]

About a year ago, I became friends with many of my mutuals on here. Next month, it will have been a year since I joined the DM Discord!! And I love how I'm friends with y'all still, even as our hyperfixations come and go. Really, truly grateful for all the friends I've made on here 💖

#personal #Caella and Sibe I'm so glad I met y'all. God put us on separate continents because They knew we'd be too powerful together #Alys and Alex and Static I always enjoy talking to y'all and sharing our love of music and animals!! Especially ducks and cats!! #Naty! i love your gifs and you always make me laugh! You are such a good friend!! #Cherry Visi Delta Tarot and Elliot I love y'all. you're like my younger siblings or cousins hahaha! #Sarah you always post the best content especially about music and cat memes!! #Ena you're my most recent moot but I've enjoyed getting to know you!! #and all my other moots I've met over the past year: I love y'all thank you for making Tumblr worth using

[redladydeath]

A thread from Maddi

#redlady speaks #heathers #six the musical #maddison firth #just thought it was worth sharing

[amarimeta]

did you happen to get a full six korea audio?

i did, anyone interested can totally message me and i’ll send it over! i also have a full recording of the other cast (once i decided i was seeing it more than once i wanted to make sure i could see everyone in their roles) and i plan to post the individual queens songs on here for that cast too, but anyone interested in that full audio can message me as well!

#i am completely incapable of understanding the bootleg selling/trading community so my general rule is: #ask me for an audio and if i have it i’ll send it over #nothing i ever record will be of quality high enough to be worth money so… #i guess i also ask that while you can share it with others don’t also sell it? please? #id prefer if someone came to me personally just so i know how many people out there have my audios but honestly i don’t care that much #anyways i should be posting the other cast solos tomorrow #six the musical #answered