#ophelia wainwright

[whumpcloud]

The Body on the Rocks

content: murder, kidnapping, two whumpers, lady whumper, creepy/intimate whumper, creepy touching, choking, begging, defiant whumpee

"We're killing him."

"Aw, come on."

Derian gasps as he wakes up. There's a blunt, pulsing pain in his head, and he shuts his eyes almost as soon as he opens them.

"Wakey-wakey, pretty boy!" a man's voice laughs, and kicks Derian in the stomach. Derian's cry of pain only makes him laugh again.

"See! He's cute," the man says, and Derian can hear the bright grin on his face, and it makes him feel ill.

A woman groans. "We are killing him."

"N-No!" Derian chokes out, and he can feel both people's eyes on him in an instant.

The man drops to a crouch in front of Derian, and Derian shuts his mouth.

"Aw, don't be like that," the man smiles.

Derian forces himself to focus. He can feel grass beneath him, where he's lying, and the light suggests the sun is setting. The side of his head feels sticky - was he knocked out?

He doesn't know. He can barely remember a thing beyond his own name.

"We've got places to be," the woman snaps. "Stop teasing him."

"You try teasing him," the man replies. "It's fun."

Something about this man feels familiar to Derian. Something about his laugh, his demeanor, like it's something he knows.

Fuck. Derian's own thoughts are slipping through his fingers like fog, but he knows he heard it, not far from here. He was smoking, and he walked over, and… and…

His neck hurts like hell. Gingerly, he rubs at it, then sucks a sharp breath through his teeth. He's bruised. Someone strangled him. The woman shoved him up against a rock by the throat, and every nerve in his body jolted violently at the sensation, and then there was nothing.

"What's your name, pretty boy?" the man asks, dragging the tips of his fingers down the side of Derian's face. "Though don't count on me calling you by it."

"D-Derian." He flinches away from the man's touch. The man laughs. Derian's tongue feels like sandpaper. "Gonna tell me yours, asshole?"

The man rolls his eyes. "Spicy. No need for language like that. It's--"

"Don't tell him your name!" the woman hisses. "He doesn't need to know a thing about us! I'm done with this."

Derian cries out as he's pulled to his feet. The woman is dragging him towards the edge of the cliff. He screams and struggles, but he is small and slight and this woman is stronger than he could ever hope to be.

He needs to tell Charlie he's sorry. He needs to call his dad. He needs to plant flowers for his mom. He needs to tell Charlie he's sorry.

"PLEASE!" Derian screams.

A strangled whine tears through his throat as he's abruptly stopped. He's fucking dangling off the edge. He squirms in the woman's grip, kicking to get his feet on solid ground, but she stops him with a hand squeezing his throat.

"Beg again," she says sharply. "Nicer, this time."

"I--!" Derian gasps. He can't help his eyes flickering down to the rocks below. There's a body. The body of the screaming boy he just wanted to save, before he wound up knocked out at the mercy of these two.

His head is swimming, but it's coming back to him. He just wanted to save someone who got dragged out here to be killed.

And he couldn't do it.

He feels the man's head resting on his shoulder. He doesn't have to turn to know the bastard is smiling.

"I'd do what she says, pretty boy." The man's breath is on his neck. "She can get a little tetchy."

"Please," Derian whispers. "P-Please. I don't-- I don't want to die."

The woman's grip shifts. Derian's heart is still racing, breathing so quickly it's burning. He can feel the woman's eyes glancing between him and the body on the rocks.

"You beg pretty," she says, then throws Derian backwards. The force of hitting the ground knocks all of the air out of his lungs. "Alright. We'll keep him."

The man grins and claps his hands. "I knew you'd come around!"

"Do we have any sedatives?"

"Best I can do you is duct tape."

Derian only has a couple seconds. The world is hazy and unsteady in his grasp, but all he can think about is getting away. The ground is firm under his feet and he is running so fucking fast that his hair is whipping against his face.

He doesn't even get to scream when the man grabs him. A hand is clamped over his mouth and an arm wound so tightly around his chest that it's pressing down on his ribs.

"Pretty boy," the man says, a sing-songy lilt to his voice. "Play nice, huh?"

Derian makes a muffled noise of protest. He can't move in any useful way, and the next he gets to make a sound is when he's slammed over the front of a minivan and his vision swims again.

"Be careful with this later," the woman says pointedly, then slaps duct tape over Derian's mouth.

"Yeah, yeah, I got you," the man rolls his eyes, and tapes Derian's wrists together. "But think about the sounds he'd make…"

It fades to idle chatter as they pull Derian into the car. He isn't thinking about them.

Charlie was the last person to hear from him. And he screamed at Charlie, told him he'd be back whenever, and Charlie probably assumed that meant he'd disappear for a few weeks again and turn up when he was ready to apologise and then do it all over again. Charlie won't even think anything of it that he's gone.

Who knows where he's going to be in a few weeks?

Derian takes a deep breath. He's not going to lose hope in the back of these fuckers' minivan.

"Hey, pretty boy." The man snaps his fingers in front of Derian's face, and Derian's eyes quickly dart to him. "Whimper for me."

Derian glares at him.

The man laughs, and pulls Derian into his lap. Derian freezes.

"Come on," the man says softly, fingers ever-so-slowly trailing across Derian's body. "Do it for me."

His grip tightens on Derian's hip hard enough to bruise, and he gets what he wants.

"Oh." The man's other hand cups Derian's chin with a gentleness that Derian finds spine-chilling all the same. "I love you already."

"Maybe introduce yourself before bringing out the confessions of love?" the woman comments from the driver's seat.

"Did I forget to introduce us? Shame." The man runs his fingers through Derian's hair. "Nicolas Wainwright. And my sister Ophelia. You'll have fun with us. Promise."

Derian closes his eyes. He's going to imagine that he's with Charlie, and he's apologised, and he's going to change this time, he swears, and they're lying on the sofa watching a stupid movie that neither of them are paying attention to.

Yeah. He's going to imagine that, and ignore Nicolas' breath on his neck.

#polly's prose #derian rodriquez #nicolas wainwright #ophelia wainwright #whump #whump writing #kidnapping #begging #choking #creepy/intimate whumper #lady whumper #defiant whumpee #athazagoraphobia

[boleynqueenes]

12. Do you have a playlist for your current WIP(s)? Share it!

i have a rotating one for Nowe Thus, set by eras in the outline the top are probably:

who do you love - marc lane (1525-26)

impossible - nothing but thieves (1527-)

set fire to the third bar - snow patrol ft martha wainwright (1528-)

nara - es posthumus (1529-)

start a war - klergy (1530-)

ophelia - natalie merchant (1533-)

shattered - trading yesterday (1534-)

zombie - bad wolves (cover) (1535-)

hate you- riell (1535-)

#NT asks #fic ask meme (bq) #anon

[itistimeforusalltodecidewhoweare]

rules: spell out your url with song titles, then tag as many people as there are in your url.

jesus christ sarah, but challenge accepted. thank you for tagging me @canonicallyanxious 💛 my list is under the cut bc it's obnoxiously long for obvious reasons. if you wanna see it as a handy dandy playlist, the link for that is here

It's Always Sunny With You – {Parentheses}

Toothpaste Kisses – The Maccabees

It's Been A Long, Long Time – Pentatonix

She's a God – Neck Deep

Two of a Crime – Perma

It's Not All About You – Lawrence

Marietta – Upstate

Everything I've Got – Malcolm Gets

Fair – The Amazing Devil

One Thing – 36 Questions

Riptide – Vance Joy

Underground – Cody Fry

So You Wanna Marry Daisy – Spence Hood

Aire – Nathan Trent

Little Lion Man – Mumford & Sons

Love Potion No. 9 – The Searchers

The 1 – Taylor Swift

Ophelia – The Lumineers

Do I Wanna Know? – Hozier

Eloise – Peter McPoland

Crush – Tessa Violet

If You Wanna - The Vaccines

Dancing in the Moonlight – Toploader

Eve – Annett Louisan

Why'd You Only Call Me When You're High – Arctic Monkeys

Hungry Eyes – Eric Carmen

Old Soul – Saint Motel

We're Through – The Hollies

Everything About You – Andy Karl

Astronomy – Conan Gray

Rocket Man – Elton John

Everybody Knows – Rufus Wainwright

***

yeah so i'm not gonna tag 32 people (i don't think i know 32 people), but here's a few who i think might enjoy this:

@daisyprouvaire @barnesafterglow @avisalix @lifestooshortnottobewhoyouare @aquariusbarnes @permets-tu-not-permettez-vous @pinstripes-of-doom @catofthebarricades @f4nn1stuff

#tag games

[adhonoremrp]

because we’ve had such an overwhelming number of applicants, we’ve decided as a treat for you all (and to let us get out bearings!) we’re accepting a little bit early!!! so congratulations to the following wonderful muns, you have been accepted into adhonorem!

noelle as emmeline vance (lily james)

ina as ophelia flint (victoria pedretti)

jordan as remus lupin (froy gutierrez)

lucy as james potter (michael cimino), bilius weasley (logan lerman), archie graves (tom holland) and sylvie moody (emma mackey)

lex as antigone graves (eliza scanlen), dorcas meadowes (zendaya), narcissa black (elle fanning), alastor moody (dominic sherwood), seraphina parkinson (devery jacobs), guinevere montague (emma dumont) and molly prewett (josephine langford)

admin kels as paris avery (cody fern), harriet gray (alishan malbora), ramona morgenstern (adelaide kane), florence marie (anya taylor joy), hestia jones (zazie beetz), marlene mckinnon (imogen poots), rita skeeter (carlson young) and alecto carrow (hannah john kamen)

admin jaime as sebastian laviscount (toby regbo), calista travers (samantha logan), araminta valentine (abigail cowen), mara lovelace (anya chalotra), nimue mackenna (camila mendes) and valerie petrov (alisha wainwright)

alek as dmitry morozov-nott (xavier dolan) and rabastan lestrange (richard harmon)

sierra as daisy hookum (lana condor), damocles belby (justin h. min), juliette mclaggen (malese jow), cordelia greengrass (lulu antariska), peter pettigrew (dane dehaan), alice fortescue (sophie turner), arthur weasley (george mackay), lucius malfoy (danny griffin) and reginald cattermole (alberto rosende)

alice as sirius black (douglas booth)

bee as nikoli gallagher (gavin leatherwood), mordred abbott (jordan fisher), amity launier-padgett (jessica henwick) and amos diggory (owen patrick joyner)

laurel as charlie wood (ross lynch)

han as jackson flint (dacre montgomery), tilden toots (tyler posey), ted tonks (henry zaga) and kingsley shacklebolt (chance perdomo)

melissa as antonin dolohov (avan jogia), doris purkiss (naomi scott), frank longbottom (charles melton), andromeda black (conor leslie) and mason mcelreath (robert sheehan)

jo as lily evans (luca hollestelle)

asbury as dirk creswell (eliot fletcher) and regulus black (thomas doherty)

i think this is quite possibly the longest list i’ve had to write, and it brings me so much joy to welcome you all on opening week! please refer to our checklist for what to do next, and get those blogs in! you can also message us for the follow list and the discord link.

any questions, you know where to find us - can’t wait until opening day on the 1st of april!

#ahaccepted

[luvisia]

DO  YOU  BELIEVE?    a  playlist  for  alice  marion.    alice,   the  sisters  of  mercy.   realiti,   marika  hackman.   feel  something,   bea  miller.   feel  real,   deptford  goth.   daddy  issues,   the  neighbourhood.   beetlejuicebeetlejuicebeetlejuice,   life  after  youth.   (don’t  fear)  the  reaper,   blue  oyster  cult.   summer  depression,   girl  in  red.   dark  come  soon,   tegan  &  sara.   stripped,   depeche  mode.   beautiful  lies,   birdy.   washing  machine  heart,   mitski.   empathy,   crystal  castles.   proserpina,   martha  wainwright.   blasphemous  rumors,   depeche  mode.   retina  television,   marika  hackman.   purge,   allie  x.   single,   the  neighbourhood.   god’s  lottery,   mike  posner  &  elohim.   love,   love,   love,   the  mountain  goats.   precious,   depeche  mode.   the  holy  mountain,   poppy.   no  fear,   the  rasmus.   ophelia,   marika  hackman.   gallowdance,   lebanon  hanover.   stolen,   son  lux.   a  question  of  time,   depeche  mode.   o  children,   nick  cave  &  the  bad  seeds.   bloodmoney,   poppy.   when  the  lord,   susanne  sundfør.   plans,   marika  hackman.

#outlast #the murkoff account #alice marion #* mine. #anyways some alice bops #this is updated what about it

[ridefm]

it’s great to see OPHELIA FAIRCHILD, the stratford resident ! thank you syd for your phenomenal app, please submit your account within twenty-four hours or your spot will be reopened. we can’t wait to see ophelia in action ! alisha wainwright & brody’s ex-wife connection are now taken !

( ALISHA WAINWRIGHT. THIRTY-ONE. CISFEMALE. SHE/HER. ) in texas, OPHELIA FAIRCHILD is more commonly known as OPHELIA. they’ve been living in stratford /newton for SIX MONTHS and currently CARDIAC SURGEON. some say they are AVOIDANT & SHORT-TEMPERED but i’m more inclined to believe those that say they’re AFFABLE & MOTHERLY. if you walk by their house, you can sometimes hear BLUE ROMANCE by MAKE OUT MONDAY playing from their window. ( red stethoscope resting on black scrubs, medical books stacked to the ceiling, drinking a hot cup of tea on a windowsill in the early morning. ) [ it’s syd here again with more trash. ] (filling the connection of brody’s ex wife!!)

#appless rp #oc rp #mumu rp #crime rp #mature rp #submission

[aubrey-plaza]

🌻

okay so I have a bunch of classifications in my brain for music, some of them random and vague and some VERY specific. 

Like obviously we all have songs that get us TURNT from the start, but I have this type of song that when you first play it, I’ll recognise it but still carry on with my life until it hits That Part™ and that’s when my Soul is Awakened and the Spirit of The Music enters my body until the song ends. 

Songs include:

- Celine Dion’s It’s All Coming Back to Me Now (the part where she says Baby Baby twice; I’ve never not screamed that part with the raw emotion of a recently left lover)

- Tina Turner’s Proud Mary (obviously the part where the song REALLY kicks off and ya gotta do the Miss Congeniality 2 dance)

- The Lumineers’ Ophelia (the part where the piano guy just completely fuckin LOSES it and goes ham on those keys)

- Martha Wainwright’s Bloody Mother Fucking Asshole (at the very first screamed out “bloody motherfuckin asshole”, so cathartic, so good)

- The Goo Goo Dolls’ Iris (cmon, you know exactly when)

- Ottawan’s D.I.S.C.O. (when he starts listing the letters, I physically can’t stop myself from going she is “D-delirious, I-incredible, S-superficial, C-complicated she is OHHHH-WHOAAAHHH”)

- ABBA’s Voulez-Vous (the only song of ABBA’s that doesn’t get me off my chair AS SOON as it comes on, but as soon as we hear that “voulez-vous” I have to yell “AH-HA!”)

and of course

- Oasis’ Don’t Look Back in Anger (“AND SOOOOOO SALLY CAN WAIT SHE KNOWS IT’S TOO LATE AS WE’RE WALKING ON BY”)

———

send me a 🌻 and ill just tell you whatever the fuck i want

#sunflower ask #anonymous #anon #ask

[beeprich]

i’m deleting my IT playlists from my spotify under the cut i have listed all of the songs to each playlist in case y'all were that fond of em (feel free to follow @ lilriottt lol i still got some non-it bangers)

eddie

1. cut to the feeling - carly rae jepsen

2. lottery - kali uchis

3. my my my - troye sivan

4. american boyfriend - kevin abstract

5. going away to college - blink 182

6. hair - lady gaga

7. greedy - ariana grande

8. lo que siento - cuco

9. papoutai - stromae

10. make out in my car - sufjan stevens version

11. mama don’t make me put on the dress again - trixie mattel

12. brooklyn baby - lana del rey

13. kiss - prince

14. ship to wreck - florence and the machine

15. lies - marina and the diamonds

16. 400 lux - lorde

17. only angel - harry styles

18. wetsuit - the vaccines 

19. white ferrari - frank ocean

richie

1. quixoticelixer - red hot chili peppers

2. too drunk to fuck - dead kennedys

3. what’s my age again - blink 182

4. this song is not about a girl - flume

5. denial - the vaccines

6. flash delirium - mgmt

7. no friends - san cisco 

8. age of consent - new order

9. el scorcho - weezer

10. amoeba - adolescents 

11. boys - brockhampton

12. suck it and see - arctic monkeys

13. dare - gorillaz

14. creepin up the backstairs - the fratellis 

15. bloodstains - agent orange

16. masseduction - st. vincent

benverly

1. blossom - milky chance 

2. you were meant for me - jewel

3. friday i’m in love - the cure

4. ophelia - the lumineers 

5. pelican - the maccabees

6. sonora - spendtime palace

7. rhiannon - fleetwood mac

8. forrest gump - frank ocean

9. ironic - alanis morissette 

10. lovefool - the cardigans

11. kiss me - sixpence none the richer

12. check yes juliet - we the kings

13. iris - the goo goo dolls

14. wanted you - twin peaks 

15. linger - the cranberries

16. riptide - vance joy

17. happy together - the turtles

stanlon

1. medicine - daughter

2. little secrets - passion pit

3. hallelujah - rufus wainwright

4. angels - the xx

5. breezeblocks - alt-j

6. sea of love - cat power

7. boys dont cry - the cure

8. sleep alone - two door cinema club

9. not about angels - birdy

10. easy to love - ivan & alyosha

11. flightless bird, american mouth - iron & wine

12. rivers and roads - the head and the heart

13. daylight - matt and kim

14. cough syrup - young the giant 

15. santa fe - beirut 

16. marks to prove it - the maccabees

17. dreams - fleetwood mac 

bichie

1. cecelia and the satellite - andrew mcmahon in the wilderness 

2. handsome - the vaccines

3. somebody told me - the killers

4. the end of all things - panic at the disco

5. anything, anything - dramarama

6. wrong number - the cure

7. holocene - bon iver

8. tessellate - alt-j

9. dance on our graves - paper route 

10. how soon is now? - the smiths

11. bizarre love triangle - new order

12. blister in the sun - violent femmes 

13. cocoon - milky chance

14. love my way - the psychedelic furs

15. what you know - two door cinema club

16. sub-mission - sex pistols

17. the killing moon - echo & the bunnymen

kaspbrough

1. toothpaste kisses - the maccabees

2. lovesick - peace

3. love - lana del rey

4. too much - sufjan stevens 

5. our song - the xx

6. lottery - kali uchis

7. the blower’s daughter - damien rice

8. almost lover - a fine frenzy

9. still into you - paramore

10. childhood sweetheart - chunk berry

11. you don’t know how lucky you are - keaton henson

12. skinny love - bon iver

13. best of friends - palma violets 

14. to build a home - the cinematic orchestra 

15. medicine - daughter

16. atlas hands - benjamin francis leftwich

17. picasso - the cinema

reddie

1. caroline - amine 

2. lovesong - the cure

3. the night josh tillman came to our apt. - father john misty 

4. there is a light that never goes out - the smiths

5. shut up kiss me - angel olsen 

6. ivy - frank ocean

7. my kind of woman - mac demarco 

8. africa - toto

9. the predatory wasp of the palisades is out to get us - sufjan stevens 

10. love will tear us apart - joy division 

11. your best american girl - mitski 

12. i always knew - the vaccines 

13. buddy holly - weezer

14. a 1000 times - hamilton leithauser + rostam

15. irreversible cure - spendtime palace

16. tyrant - kali uchis

17. you - keaton henson

beverie

1. punching bag - cage the elephant 

2. fluorescent adolescent - arctic monkeys 

3. island in the sun - weezer

4. someday - the strokes 

5. believe me natalie - the killers 

6. shut up and let me go - the ting tings

7. heads will roll - yeah yeah yeahs

8. sour cherry - the kills 

9. everyday is like sunday - morrissey 

10. china girl - david bowie

11. time to pretend - mgmt

12. no you girls - franz ferdinand 

13. stella - san cisco

14. anna sun - walk the moon

15. hang me up to dry - cold war kids 

16. teenage icon - the vaccines 

17. lily lee - spendtime palace 

stenbrough 

1. romeo and juliet - the killers

2. teenage blue - dreamgirl

3. real love baby - father john misty

4. it’s nice to be alive - ball park music

5. chateau - angus & julia stone 

6. heroes - david bowie

7. see you again - tyler, the creator

8. no room in frame - death cab for cutie

9. fallingforyou - the 1975

10. i love you so - the walters

11. wouldn’t it be nice - the beach boys

12. coming home - leon bridges

13. last nite - the strokes

14. mardy bum - arctic monkeys 

15. seaside - the kooks

16. baby blue - king krule

17. a little while - yellow days

stozier

1. miss atomic bomb - the killers

2. this love - maroon 5

3. mystery of love - sufjan stevens 

4. old lovers in dressing rooms - keaton henson

5. cry baby - the nbhd

6. heart skipped a beat - the xx

7. only if for a night - florence and the machine

8. wet dreams - the growlers 

9. i love you, honeybear - father john misty 

10. love is a laserquest - arctic monkeys 

11. the less i know the better - tame impala

12. two fingers - jake bugg

13. come undone - duran duran 

14. cupid’s chokehold/breakfast in america - gym class heroes 

15. undone (the sweater song) - weezer

16. somebody else - the 1975

17. crooked teeth 

#I'm using this as record for myself bc i really don't think anyones listening to these anymore anyway #but if u are u can make it into ur spotify urself thank u #playlist

[whumpcloud]

Here's a prompt: barbed wire restraints :)

!!!!!!! oh this is wonderful. thank you!!

content: barbed wire restraints, captivity whump, copious amounts of blood, lady whumper, creepy/intimate whump, filmed whump, pet names, brief mention of whumpee being forced to watch their own whump

"What the fuck is that?"

Ophelia smiles. Derian hates her smile more than Nicolas'. At least when Nicolas smiles, it's genuine. He's having fun. Ophelia's is cold, calculating, and sharp. Almost clinical.

"Barbed wire," she says. "It's useful. Keeps the foxes out. Keeps pretty boys tied up."

"Duct tape not doing it for you?" Derian spits.

Ophelia shrugs. "No."

Nicolas laughs. "It's so cute when you try to be mean to us."

He can't faze either of them, no matter how hard he tries. The futility of it all is starting to seep into him.

"Hold him still, Nicky," Ophelia says.

Nicolas grabs Derian with a speed Derian still never expects. The siblings have learned by now that giving him even a moment to react will only make things more difficult for them. There's a purple ring around Nicolas' eye that's still healing.

Ophelia doesn't even hesitate to wrap the wire around Derian's ankles and pull as tightly as she can.

Derian chokes on his scream, but she isn't finished. She brings the wire up to wrap around his wrists, telling Nicolas to pull Derian's arms down slightly. Derian is squirming and struggling by now, breaths coming out as whines, but it's only digging the barbs in deeper, a sharp, puncturing pain.

Nicolas pulls Derian by the hair, forcing his head to tilt back, and Ophelia ties the wire around his throat. She cuts it there.

Then Nicolas throws him onto the floor.

They get to hear him scream, that time, when the barbs are pressed into the side of his neck and the blood starts to pool beneath him. His vision blurs with tears.

"Aw, look, Lia, he's crying," Nicolas grins.

Derian tries to writhe into a painless position, but it's no use. The way it's tied, he can't sit or stand, and he has to lean back in a way he only can due to years of dancing.

No matter what, there's sharp metal piercing his skin.

"Remember to smile," Ophelia says, leaning in so, so close. "You're on camera, pretty boy."

They'll make him watch the tapes later, of him screaming and sobbing in pain, until he's numb, not even caring that he's laying in his own blood.

For now, they leave him. The camera in the top corner of the basement blinks unfeelingly.

#polly's prose #polly's prompts #asks #derian rodriquez #nicolas wainwright #ophelia wainwright #whump #whump writing #barbed wire #restrained #captivity whump #creepy/intimate whumper #lady whumper #ive only had the wainwrights for about three days but the more i write of them the more i love them #athazagoraphobia

[thistle-and-thorn]

tag game

Thanks for the tag @gardenarcana...make a playlist from your url.

The Queen and the Soldier, Suzanne Vega

Hallelujah, Leonard Cohen

Idon'twannabeyouanymore, Billie Eilish

Sonnet 29, arr. Rufus Wainwright

The Beatitudes, arr. Vladimir Martynov

Love is a Losing Game, Amy Winehouse

Echo, Olivia Dean

All Night Parking, Adele

Nothing at All, The Crane Wives

Don't Swallow the Cap, The National

Thirty Minute Love Affair, Paloma Faith

Hurricane, Halsey

Ophelia, The Band

Retrograde, Maggie Rogers

No One, Alicia Keys

That was fun! If you want to play, feel free to say I tagged you because I am Anxious!

#tag game

[savvymavvy]

{NEVER SAY NEVER}

A playlist for when you need it. 

SHAPE OF YOU | Ed Sheeran

I'm in love with the shape of you We push and pull like a magnet do Although my heart is falling too I'm in love with your body

DRUMMING SONG | Florence & The Machine

Louder than sirens Louder than bells Sweeter than heaven And hotter than hell

FADE INTO YOU | Mazzy Star

I want to hold the hand inside you I want to take a breath that's true I look to you and I see nothing I look to you to see the truth

YOUTH | Troye Sivan

What if, what if we run away What if, what if we left today What if, we say goodbye to safe and sound What if, what if we're hard to find

RIPTIDE | Vance Joy

I love you when you're singing that song and I got a lump in my throat 'cause You're gonna sing the words wrong

SHIVER SHIVER | Walk the Moon

You leave these marks upon my neck And they're still there I know but I still check and the thump-thumps are thumping in my chest As I loose the feeling in my fingertips

GENGHIS KHAN | Miike Snow

I know there's no form And no labels to put on To this thing we keep And dip into when we need And I don't have the right To ask where you go at night But the waves hit my head To think someone's in your bed

WONDERWALL | Ryan Adams

There are many things that I Would like to say to you but I don't know how I said maybe, you're gonna be the one that saves me And after all, you're my wonderwall

BIG MACHINE | Goo Goo Dolls

Livin' like a house on fire What you fear is your desire It's hard to deal I still love the way you feel

WAKE UP | Loud Forest  

You're imagining this it's a dream you'll forget I keep telling myself wake up it's over.

YOU’VE GOT TO HIDE YOUR LOVE AWAY | The Beatles

Everywhere people stare Each and every day I can see them laugh at me And I hear them say Hey you've got to hide your love away

OPEN YOUR EYES | Snow Patrol

Get up, get out, get away from these liars 'Cause they don't get your soul or your fire Take my hand, knot your fingers through mine And we'll walk from this dark room for the last time

SUMMERTIME SADNESS | Lana Del Ray

Kiss me hard before you go Summertime sadness I just wanted you to know That baby, you the best

MESS IS MINE | Vance Joy

You’re the reason that I feel so strong The reason that I’m hanging on You know you gave me all the time Oh, did I give enough of mine?

HIGH & DRY | Jamie Cullum

Kill yourself for recognition Kill yourself to never ever stop You broke another mirror You're turning into something you are not

MR. BRIGHTSIDE | The Killers

It started out with a kiss How did it end up like this

HOW’S IT GONNA BE | Third Eye Blind

Want to get myself back in again The soft dive of oblivion I want to taste the salt of your skin The soft dive of oblivion oblivion How's it going to be When you don't know me anymore

CARELESS WHISPER | Ben Folds (with Rufus Wainwright)

I should've known better than to cheat a friend And waste the chance that I've been given So I'm never gonna dance again The way I danced with you Never without your love

GONE | JR JR

I've made up my mind over and over Keep pressing rewind but I'm getting older Tried every door, don't know who I'm looking for And I've made up my mind over and over

IRIS | Goo Goo Dolls

And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming Or the moment of truth in your lies When everything feels like the movies

SOMEDAY WE’LL KNOW | New Radicals

Oh, Someday we’ll know If love can move a mountain Someday we’ll know Why the sky is blue Someday we’ll know Why I wasn’t meant for you...

GONE, GONE, GONE | Phillip Phillips

Baby I'm not moving on I love you long after you're gone

OPHELIA | Lumineers

Oh, oh, when I was younger, oh, oh, should have known better And I can't feel no remorse, and you don't feel nothing back

NAME | Goo Goo Dolls

And scars are souvenirs you never lose The past is never far Did you lose yourself somewhere out there Did you get to be a star And don't it make you sad to know that life Is more than who we are

I WANNA GET BETTER | Bleachers

And I miss the days of a life still permanent Mourn the years before I got carried away So now I'm staring at the interstate screaming at myself

BRING IT ON HOME TO ME | Sam Cooke

I know I laughed when you left But now I know I only hurt myself Oh, oh, bring it to me Bring your sweet loving Bring it on home to me

SINGING IN MY SLEEP | Semisonic

Got your tape and it changed my mind Heard your voice in between the lines Come around from another time Where nobody ever goes

MINE | Third Eye Blind

Stop making a big deal out of the little things Let's get carried away Come right now, you know where I stay I just wanna say you're mine, you're mine

MYSTERY OF LOVE | Sufjan Stevens

Oh, to see without my eyes The first time that you kissed me Boundless by the time I cried I built your walls around me

I DON’T MIND | Darren Criss

Darling, I don't mind What they think they'll find Of all the secrets they have told, At least I've still got you to hold So, darling I don't mind

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crash course on my muses

𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐣𝐨𝐲-𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐬𝐭 portrayed by yandeh sallah

𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐡 𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 portrayed by laura harrier

𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐨𝐦𝐢 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧 portrayed by tati gabrielle

ophelia jade spencer portrayed by alisha wainwright

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Dark Acedemia Playlist

Explicit

*Favourite

Eleanor Rigby - Pomplamoose

An Awkward Life of an Awkward Girl - WILLOW

*The Secret History - The Chamber Orchestra of London, Andrew Skeet

Once Upon a December (from Anastasia) - Emilie Pandolfi

Story of my Life - The Chamber Orchestra of London

September Song - Agnes Obel

Petricor - Ludovico Einaudi, Daniel Hope

Ophelia - Vitamin String Quartet

Beethoven’s 5 Secrets - The Piano Guys

Les Mémoires Blessèes - Dark Sancuary

Pure Imagination (from Willy Wonka) - Emilie Pandolfi

My Heart Will Go On - Emilie Pandolfi

Dreaming (from “Coraline”) [Piano Version] - The Piano Kid

*House of the Rising Sun - The Animals

Autumn in Bruges - Randy Oppenheim

Riviére de Larmes - Emilie Franck

Age of Empowerment - Louise Lennehan

Five - Sleeping at Last

*The Cult of Dionysus - The Orion Experience

*Achilles Come Down - Gand of Youths

Danae Macabre in G Minor, Op. 40 - Camille Saint-Säens, Slovak Radio Symphony Orchestra

Icarus - Bastille

Altar Wine - David Keenan

Orpheus Under the Influence - The Buttertones

*The Art Teacher - Rufus Wainwright

On the Nature of Daylight - Max Richer, Louisa Fuller, Natalia Bonner, John Metcalfe, Philip Sheppard, Chris Worsey

The Theory of Everything - Jóhann Jóhannsson

Reading in Bed - Emily Haines & The Soft Skeleton

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When AOC Met Greta Thunberg

http://tinyurl.com/yy5fhzp8 EVERYONE’S TALKING – When AOC met Greta. Our youngest-ever congresswoman, and one of the crucial highly effective younger activists making waves at the moment—Rep. Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez and local weather activist Greta Thunberg have so much in widespread. In a dialog in The Guardian, the duo interviewed one another about local weather change, the variations between the U.S. and Thunberg’s house nation of Sweden on the problem, and, in fact, being younger and underestimated. It’s one of many first issues AOC requested 16-year-old Thunberg: how she offers with critics who say she’s too younger to know what she believes. “I’m additionally allowed to have a say—why shouldn’t I have the ability to type my very own opinion and attempt to change individuals’s minds?” Thunberg informed the congresswoman. “However I’m certain you hear that so much, too; that you just’re too younger and too inexperienced.” With AOC’s Inexperienced New Deal, the pair are aligned on many of the points. Thunberg may even be a extra excessive activist; she doesn’t fly due to its impact on the local weather and is making an attempt to determine how one can get to the USA for the UN Local weather Motion Summit in September. The interview is a compliment-fest, that includes two ladies who clearly admire and respect one another. “I believe the mere refusal to just accept [how things have always been done] can change our world. That’s precisely what you’ve carried out,” AOC tells Thunberg. “I believe we’ve each carried out that,” she responds. Guardian  Emma Hinchliffe [email protected] @_emmahichliffe ALSO IN THE HEADLINES – GD’s Phebe. Basic Dynamics’ Phebe Novakovic gave some uncommon perception into her profession path in nationwide safety at a Boston School occasion just lately. A spotlight: “Males will observe ladies, they usually’ll work with ladies in the event that they consider that you’re as dedicated, as high, as relentless.” Washington Post  – Tax that. Liesel Pritzker Simmons is a part of a rising minority of the ultra-wealthy talking out concerning the significance of paying their justifiable share. A member of the household behind the Hyatt lodge group, Pritzker Simmons was behind an open letter from 17 super-rich people calling for a wealth tax. BBC  – The actual deal. The RealReal’s IPO on Friday was a powerful success; its inventory jumped 50% after debuting. The IPO was the second for founder Julie Wainwright, who took Pets.com public in 2000. CNBC  MOVERS AND SHAKERS: JUST Capital added Abigail Disney, Grameen American president and CEO Andrea Jung, Hewlett Packard Enterprise chairman Pat Russo, and Metropolitan Museum of Artwork VP of income and operations Laurel Britton to its board of directors. IN CASE YOU MISSED IT – Constitutional satisfaction. GLAAD closed out Delight Month by amping up its public push for a constitutional modification that will explicitly shield lesbian, homosexual, bisexual and transgender individuals from discrimination. The thought faces some pushback from fellow LGBT activists who say it’s not real looking; CEO Sarah Kate Ellis is aware of it’s a “moonshot,” however isn’t giving up. New York Times – Mark your calendars. The date is about. (No, not the marriage—that happened already.) Elizabeth Holmes will face trial in federal court docket over Theranos in August 2020, a decide decided Friday. Wall Street Journal  – Profession change. WNBA star Maya Moore isn’t enjoying this season—as a result of she’s busy making an attempt to free Jonathan Irons, who she believes was wrongfully convicted at age 16 of housebreaking and assault with a lethal weapon. Moore is 30, on the prime of her profession, and he or she says she’s answering a name from God. New York Times  Share today’s Broadsheet with a good friend. In search of earlier Broadsheets? Click here. ON MY RADAR I’ve picked my job over my youngsters New York Times  HP Enterprise ladies make headway in gender pay hole lawsuit Bloomberg  Ophelia: The feminine gaze is robust on this one Vulture  QUOTE IMF chief Christine Lagarde Source link

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Charlie Mars gets the truth out of his head in the glow of the Blackberry Light

By Tad Wilkes

With his new album Blackberry Light, after years writing, recording and touring, Charlie Mars seems to have slipped into a comfortable rhythm. Well, let’s not use the word “comfortable,” a term better strapped to an autopilot Branson theater crooner. Perhaps the more fluid “comfort zone” is better fitting as Mars finds himself, on the road and on his record, resonating what he’s all about.

Oh, and yes, I’m splitting linguistic hairs again; I said, “record.” Blackberry Light is also available on vinyl (pick it up at The End of All Music on North Lamar). Though the album picks up where his last outing Like a Bird, Like a Plane left off, it’s produced by Tchad Blake, whose tip-of-the-iceberg resume abbreviation includes Elvis Costello, Bonnie Raitt, Richard Thompson, Pearl Jam and Al Green. Warmth and soul abound, with plenty of round edges. And buoyed by the infectious melody and funky clavinet of the album’s “How I Roll,” Mars has clinched a new segment of his growing fanbase, after the song was featured on Weeds, ironically after his split with ex Mary Louise Parker, the show’s star.

Mars just finished a portion of his tour supporting Steve Earle on a string of dates. Now it’s on to new cities, new stages and new songs. Thursday, October 11, the circuit brings the Laurel-raised songwriter back through Oxford, where he’s lived for 13 years, when he performs at Proud Larrys—and gets to spend a night in his own bed before heading back out.

HT: Aside from the sonic textures of your recordings over the years, in what ways do you think your songwriting itself has developed, from your earliest songwriting and what was on Born and Razed (Mars’s first album), and what elements of your current approach have remained constant?

CM: I’m on tour with Steve Earle now. He says my songs are about me. That’s probably been a constant. I’ve tried to make the writing more economical. I pay more attention to the melody than I used to. I think I have a better understanding of what’s not supposed to be there.

HT: How did you come to collaborate with (producer) Tchad Blake, and in what ways did he inject his touch into Blackberry Light in terms of the songs themselves?

CM: I bugged the crap out of him until he agreed to mix the record. I think he liked the music, too, because it wasn’t a huge paycheck for him or anything. He made the songs pop and sound way better. He’s a genius.

HT: I heard a live set of yours on XM recently from a New York show, and one of the last couple of songs was on piano, and you explained that it isn’t on the album. The name of the song escapes me now, but it struck me as quite different from the percussive acoustic style groove you’ve gotten into on the last two albums. Tell me about how the song came to be.

CM: I wrote that song in Austin for the Courtyard Hounds (ex-Dixie Chicks Martie Maguire and Emily Robison) but they didn’t use it on their record. I like it, so I’ve started trying it out live. It’s called “Got to be Blue.”

HT: You’ve said you have to work diligently to stay clear of your “darker self” and that the songwriting process helps you do that. On some material, it sounds like you’re having a conversation with that darker self, as if to catch up on old times. Can you elaborate on what the songwriting process does for you with regard to managing your darker self?

CM: It helps me get my truth out of my head and swimming around somewhere else. I’ve found the worst thing is to hang on to it.

HT: Song placements in television seem to have become important in spreading your work around, including most recently “How I Roll” on Weeds. How have you taken advantage of this area? Do you find that you’re getting new fans and shows from those placements?

CM: I think some of the placements are good for the money, but don’t move the needle much as far as fans or sales. Some of them have a pretty big impact. The Weeds placement was pretty crazy. I can’t believe the response from it. Its really hard to get music out these days, and film and TV placements are a very important piece of that puzzle. They aren’t easy to get, though.

HT: What lessons have you picked up over the years opening for acts such as REM and Steve Earle, about songwriting, touring and life?

CM: Steve Earle told me my job is to write songs. Sometimes I forget that. I’ve been inspired to be better by so many of the acts that I’ve toured with. The guys from REM were so gracious to me. It really made me feel special, and I hope I spread that kindness to other people.

HT: Who are some of your favorite songwriters at the moment, and why?

CM: I really enjoy Rufus Wainwright’s records. He often writes lyrics that interest me. I like his honesty, and he’s a great craftsman. I like Griffin House. He keeps it simple and knocks you out. I’m always listening to Jackson Browne. And the guy from Dawes is good.

HT: What’s the best music live set you’ve been able to catch as a spectator on the road, and why did it move you?

CM: I saw Levon Helm on New Year’s Eve, 2011. It was incredible. He was having voice issues at the time, and nobody knew if he was even going to sing at the Ramble in Woodstock. About half way through the show he started singing. “Ophelia” was incredible.

HT: Why did you decide to reside in Oxford?

CM: I came to Oxford one weekend 13 years ago to visit my brother and never left. What can I say? Its the only place I’ve ever lived since I moved out of my parent’s house that felt like home. I wish the juice bar would open back up though.

Charlie Mars performs at Proud Larrys on October 11, with Adrian Dickey opening the show.

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Citrus

taglist: @suspicious-whumping-egg @gala1981 @whump-in-the-moonlight @ohwhumpydays @morning-star-whump

content: captivity whump, accidental trauma triggering, attempted murder of whumpee (via stabbing), fear of death, beating, dislocation, broken ribs, discussion of past child abuse (physical, belt beating), drugging

"They don't fit," Derian says, holding the jeans up with his hands.

"Just put them on," Nicolas sighs.

"Can't I have a belt?"

Nicolas sighs again. "I'm not in the fucking mood for this. And no. I don't have any belts."

"How do you not have any?"

"How is it your business?"

Derian rolls his eyes. "You know, you could've just asked me for my size."

"Can you shut the fuck up?" Nicolas slams the door of the closet shut. "I already said I'm not in the mood."

"Can you just get me a belt?" Derian spits back.

Nicolas grabs Derian by the wrist and slams him against the wall. Derian doesn't even have time to ask what the fuck before Nicolas throws him to the floor and wrenches his shoulder out of the socket again.

Something is ignited in Nicolas' eyes. Derian has finally, finally crossed the line with Nicolas, and he doesn't even know what he's done. A small part of him wants to grin and spit at Nicolas just to provoke him a little more, but it's quickly overtaken by the much bigger part of him that hears his ribs crack.

Derian cries out and tries to scramble out from underneath Nicolas, but Nicolas grabs the collar of his shirt and slams him back into the hardwood floor.

"Don't fucking move!" Nicolas snarls.

Nicolas is calm, careful, controlled. Nicolas is beating him to a pulp. Derian can't remember the man ever even punching him. Nicolas doesn't do that, but Derian's body is shuddering with the unsteady rhythm of Nicolas' fists setting deep bruises into his torso.

"S-Stop!" Derian gasps, his free hand frantically pushing at Nicolas, trying to get away. "Nicolas, p-please--!

Nicolas silences him by grabbing him by the hair and slamming his head into the wooden bed frame.

Derian's vision blurs, and he chokes, feeling the blood trickle down his skull. His chest tightens. Suffocating. Derian takes a deep breath, only to have it forced back out of him as Nicolas picks him up and throws him against the wall. It jolts Derian's useless arm and he bites his tongue so hard it bleeds.

"Stay there!"

Derian shuts his eyes and tries to breathe, slow, deep. He's fine. It hurts, but he's fine. They'll leave him alone for a few weeks while he heals from the cracked rib. He can twist this into something good for him, in his mind.

He pushes his tongue against his teeth. None are knocked out of place. They'll put his shoulder back in the socket, and give him ice, and maybe even painkillers if he's lucky. Nothing he doesn't know.

He sucks in a breath. Nicolas isn't back yet. Derian can hear yelling from downstairs. What will it be this time? A knife? He doesn't mind the knife anymore. Heals fast.

It is a knife. Nicolas slams the door open and he's clutching it in his fist. A kitchen knife. Held high. This isn't normal, this isn't-

Nicolas runs at Derian and his heart thuds in his ears.

Derian can't get up, his body is bruised and battered and he can't even think to do anything but scream as Nicolas grabs him by the shirt and tries to drive the knife into him.

"Nicolas!"

It's in his chest, half an inch of the knife is buried in Derian's ribs and he can't breathe, and everything in him is telling him to move and he knows that will make it worse. There's a knife sticking out of his chest. Ophelia's hand is curled tightly around her brother's wrist. There's a knife sticking out of his fucking chest.

"Let go," Ophelia says. Soft. "Nicolas. Don't pull it out, just let go."

Nicolas' fingers shift around the knife. Another scream sticks in Derian's parched throat and it makes his body shake.

"Can't," Nicolas breathes.

"You can," Ophelia says. "Come on."

Nicolas doesn't move, but Ophelia manages to gently pry his fingers from the handle of the knife.

"Derian, stay still," she warns. "Don't touch the knife."

Derian can only whimper in response. It doesn't hurt. Is it the fear? He can feel it. All he can feel. In the tips of his fingers. In his ribs. The knife is sticking out of his chest. Hairs standing on end.

"Breathe in," Ophelia says. "And breathe out. Just like you do with me."

Nicolas grips Ophelia's shoulders and breathes heavily, trying to follow her pattern. Breathes in. Breathes out. Derian does it too. Almost unconsciously. Rise and fall. The knife trembles.

"Go get the first aid kit and the sedatives," Ophelia says.

Nicolas nods, and stumbles out of the room. Ophelia turns to Derian. Something that isn't quite malice in her eyes.

"What did you do?" she asks.

"I d-don't know," Derian rasps. Heart thuds. Can't think. "Nnh… he… he was going to k-kill me. He was going to kill m-me."

Ophelia chews her lip. Doesn't reply. His chest. Knife sticking out. Hurts now. He brings his hand to his mouth and squeezes tightly.

"Give me your wrist." Someone is saying it but he doesn't know who. He feels a needle slip under the skin and then there's nothing.

---

He can hear Nicolas' leg bounce, because the heel of his boot hits the floor in a steady rhythm.

Derian hisses in pain before his eyes even open.

"Don't move around," Nicolas says, voice flat, controlled. "We had to stitch you up. You might rip 'em."

"You stitched…?" Derian presses his head back into the pillow. A pillow. He's lying on a bed. "Nnh. G-Get the fuck away from me."

"Don't get pissy."

"You could've killed me." Derian wants to spit it, but it comes out more like a sob. "You n-nearly fucking killed me."

"Well you're still alive, aren't you?"

"Fuck you."

"I'll rip your stitches out myself if you don't shut your goddamn mouth," Nicolas snaps.

Derian does as he's told. No strength to keep fighting. His head swims. He can feel how close Nicolas is to him and he wants to hide. Fear grips his throat like sharp nails and bruising fingers and Nicolas' citrus cologne. He was never safe, not really, but there was a net. He knew they wouldn't kill him, not yet, not without it being built up so that he was terrified before it happened. The net has been torn apart and it feels like his heartbeat under clumsy stitches.

Heel hits the floor again, again, again. Derian opens his eyes and tries to stare at the wall.

"What… happened?" Derian asks, tentatively. "Y-You just flipped out."

"It was the fucking belts." Nicolas laughs humourlessly. "Dad used to beat me with a belt. He'd make me pick one. Just get me a belt, Nick. You said it like him and I fucking lost it."

Nicolas all but growls the last two words, but something in his tone is almost apologetic. Does he regret it? Derian doubts he'd get a straight answer.

"So yeah. Guess I did almost kill you. Lucky Lia's stronger than me." Nicolas half-smiles. "Couldn't bear to lose ya, pretty boy."

Derian's seen Nicolas with his shirt off, once or twice, and wondered what the lines and indents along his back were. He never asked, of course. But getting the answer makes his slowing heart sink to the bottom of his stomach.

"He beat you?" Derian says, in a quiet voice.

"I'm not exactly in the mood to talk about it, yeah?" Nicolas replies.

Derian knows what it's like. For just a little phrase to make you forget what's happening and where you are and all you know is how badly it hurts and all he can think to say is: "I'm sorry."

Nicolas' eyes flicker upwards. "What?"

"Don't make me say it again," Derian mumbles.

Nicolas furrows his eyebrows. "What're you sorry for?"

"Setting you off like that."

"You do that to Lia all the time," Nicolas shrugs. "Why are you apologising to me?"

"B-Because, it's- it's different-!" Derian grits his teeth. "No, you're right, why the hell am I apologising to you?"

Nicolas grins. Strained, but it's a grin. "Feel bad for me for a moment there?"

"Just a moment," Derian mutters.

#polly's prose #derian rodriquez #nicolas wainwright #ophelia wainwright #whump #whump writing #not. super happy with this one tbh but it does what i want it to do i suppose. enjoy despite that <3 #athazagoraphobia