lesbian yellow sour fruit
01 January 2015 @ 10:21 pm
this journal is on indefinite hiatus (except to play host to the occasional mix).


 
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lesbian yellow sour fruit
fandom. Bates Motel
subject. Norman/Norma + Dylan/Norma
title. A Cord Between Our Hearts / Standing Too Close To Your Heart



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lesbian yellow sour fruit
fandom. Harry Potter
subject. The Fall of the House of Black
title. The Rare Descendants
notes. Well, I'm circling the HP spiral drain again. Something about this family always keeps me coming back. It's been a while since I posted a mix here on LJ. Like most of the tumblr crowd, I've migrated over to 8tracks, but I've sort of missed formatting and writing out the lyrics, so here we are. This thing has been a work in progress since I can remember. Over the past however many years I'd throw a song that reminded me of one family member or another into a playlist, but in the last couple of days I finally endeavored to put it all together into something cohesive. So here we have it. My terrible jerk favorites, whose individual fates wound up playing into each other's hands despite the family's splintering and decay.



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Bastille - No Angels | Powered by Last.fm
 
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lesbian yellow sour fruit
18 September 2012 @ 08:28 am
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lesbian yellow sour fruit
fandom. Fullmetal Alchemist
subject. Riza Hawkeye/Roy Mustang
title. Build Each One of My Days Out of Hope (And I Give That Hope Your Name)
notes. I started this about a year ago and let it fall by the wayside until a few of my favorite tumblr darlings recently watched Brotherhood and I got re-inspired. This one gave me a lot of grief, but I think it turned out alright (narrowly avoided wrapping it all up with a super trite soaring post-rock tune - phew!). My biggest concern in putting this together was letting it stray too far into more-sap-than-a-maple-tree territory, so a lot got left on cutting room floor. There are no outright declarations to be found here, just healthy heapings of angst mingling with tenacious idealism and grit and subdued (but ever present) affection. The first half languishes and dwells a bit on the past, but the second half is all about overcoming and moving forward in symbiotic partnership, because there is work to be done and there are ideals to strive for. Idk, eloquence ain't really my bag, but hopefully this speaks well enough for itself.


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