birdy queen

Venus in Gemini (”The Siren”)

moody  • charming  • a kid at heart  • curious  • attracted to light-hearted and playful partners  • very flirty  • aroused by stimulating conversations  • adventurous  • lively

“Fall in love with someone
who tastes like adventure
but looks like
the calm, beautiful morning
after a terrible storm” -Nikita Gill 

Birdy - Words

we are kings and queens - a got fanmix

[1] lorde glory and gore [2] daughter youth [3] tom odell cant pretend [4] ben howard the wolves [5] of monsters and men king and lionheart [6] bastille bad blood [7] chelsea wolfe feral love [8] florence + the machine no light, no light [9] imagine dragons who we are [10] birdy words as weapons

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Imagine This...Spot Conlon

Oh hm a plot for the spot conlon imagine.. Idk like maybe you’re a newsie in brooklyn with him and the stike is happening and such ❤️

(Hope you like it! Sorry im not really good with their slang and all. I looked up the script and I just added your character in. I remade the scene where they first go to Brooklyn to approach Spot but you are there as well also you just so happen to be Queen of Manhattan)

“Spot, I believe we’ve got some company.” You nudged Spot and he looked over to where you were looking.

“(Y/N), you are the only company I need if you know what I mean.” He cheekily said while winking at you before looking back over at Jack.

“Well if it isn’t Jack be nimble, Jack be quick.” Spot climbed over the platforms he was currently standing on and jumped down. You on the other hand went down the ladder on the other side.

“I see you’ve moved up in the world Spot, got a river view and everything, (Y/N) still pretty as always.” Jack politely took off his hat and acknowledged your presences. He elbowed the boy standing next to him and he removed his hat as well. Jack and Spot did their newsies handshake as I call it.

“Ahh, I see you are still quite the charmer, Kelly, but I’m not interested. You see I’m already taken.” You could feel Spot pull you closer to him.

“Well, look at that, it would appear that the king of Brooklyn has a queen after all. That makes you what, the ultimate power couple. I could have seen it though, Queen of Manhattan and King of Brooklyn.” Jack commented.

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Preference #69

Songs You Sing To Each Other When The Other as An Anxiety Attack:


Is There Somebody Who Can Watch You - The 1975

I know it’s me that’s supposed to love you

And when I’m home you know I got you

Is there somebody who can love you?


Hallelujah - Jeff Buckley

I’ve seen this room and I’ve walked this floor

I used to live alone before I knew ya

And I’ve seen your flag on the marble arch

And love is not a victory march

It’s a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah


Oblivion - Bastille

Are you going to age with grace?

Are you going to leave a path to trace?

But oblivion is calling out your name,

You always take it further than I ever can.


Fix You - Coldplay

When you’re too in love to let it go

But if you never try you’ll never know

Just what you’re worth

Lights will guide you home

And ignite your bones

And I will try to fix you


Breathe Me - Sia

Be my friend, hold me

Wrap me up, unfold me

I am small, and needy

Warm me up and breathe me


Mad World - Jasmine Thompson

The dreams in which I’m dying

Are the best I’ve ever had

I find it hard to tell you

I find it hard to take

When people run in circles

It’s a very, very mad world, mad world


People Help The People - Birdy

Those hard-faced queens of misadventure

God knows what is hiding in those weak and sunken lives

Fiery throngs of muted angels

Giving love but getting nothing back


The Moon Song - Karen O

There’s things I wish I knew

There’s no thing I keep from you

It’s a dark and shiny place

But with you my dear

I’m safe and we’re a million miles away


Innocence (Acoustic) - Avril Lavigne

Please don’t go away

I need you now

And I’ll hold on to it

Don’t you let it pass you by


Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door - Antony & The Johnsons

Mama, take this badge off of me

I can’t use it anymore.

It’s gettin’ dark, too dark to see

I feel I’m knockin’ on heaven’s door.

Knock, knock, knockin’ on heaven’s door


one year - a forever hold your peace drabble

Birdy was quiet that morning when she entered into Harry’s flat, closing the door behind her as she crept inside. It was early, enough so that the birds were still chirping to welcome to new day. Normally she would have been groggy and buried underneath her duvet until her alarm forced her up but this particular day was quite a special one to Birdy – in fact, it had been one exact year to the day since she and Harry decided that they enjoyed each other’s presences enough to put an official title on it. Boyfriend and girlfriend, specifically.

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