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Thatalternativekid's Best Albums of 2014

Creating the following list was particularly challenging for me given just how diverse the spectrum of music created in 2014 was. New artists such as FKA twigs and Lake Street Dive blurred the lines between genres while seasoned veterans like St. Vincent and The Black Keys reimagined their role in the music world. On the albums Goddess and I Never Learn, earnest and pleading vocals took center stage, whereas on Alvvays and Salad Days, the focus was more on the aesthetically-pleasing and sentimental tunes. Lyrically, Sharon Van Etten and Run the Jewels broke new ground, bringing deep emotions to the table and raising up new issues for discussion. In addition, the mellow music of Jenny Lewis and Future Islands was reminiscent of times when the world was less complicated, and music more pure. In this past year musicians showed us that no matter what crazy happenings take place in the world around us, music will always be there to take us back to a place of peace, humanity, and beauty.

  1. St. Vincent - St. Vincent
  2. Are We There - Sharon Van Etten
  3. The Voyager - Jenny Lewis
  4. LP1 - FKA twigs
  5. Turn Blue - The Black Keys
  6. Bad Self Portraits - Lake Street Dive
  7. Alvvays - Alvvays
  8. Singles - Future Islands
  9. So Long, See You Tomorrow - Bombay Bicycle Club
  10. Too Bright - Perfume Genius
  11. Love Letters - Metronomy
  12. Ritual in Repeat - Tennis
  13. Sweet Disarray - Dan Croll
  14. Supermodel - Foster the People
  15. Ryan Adams - Ryan Adams
  16. This Is All Yours - alt-J
  17. 1989 - Taylor Swift
  18. Run the Jewels 2 - Run the Jewels
  19. Ultraviolence - Lana Del Rey
  20. Salad Days - Mac DeMarco
  21. Goddess - Banks
  22. They Want My Soul - Spoon
  23. I Never Learn - Lykke Li
  24. Drowners - Drowners
  25. Strange Desire - Bleachers
types as songs from Lust for Life (2017) by Lana Del Rey


look at you kids with your vintage music - the world is yours and you can’t refuse it - it’s enough just to make you feel crazy sometimes - i know - you get ready, you get all dressed up - to go nowhere in particular - back to work or the coffee shop - doesn’t matter because it’s enough - to be young and in love


shake it up - throw your hands up and get loose - cut a rug - lean into the fucking youth - choreo - we just want the fucking truth - told by the frightened - is it the end of an era? - is it the end of America? - no, it’s only the beginning - if we hold onto hope - we’ll have a happy ending


take me as i am - don’t see me for what i’m not - only you can hear me tonight - even when i’m alone, i’m not lonely - i hear the sweetest melodies - on the fire escapes of the city - i feel your arms around me - in the air of the streets of the city - God bless America - and all the beautiful women in it - may they stand proud and strong - like Lady Liberty shining all night long


i could put on the radio to our favorite song - Lennon and Yoko - we would play all day long - isn’t life crazy, i said - now that i’m singing with Sean? - i could keep waiting for you - in that spot we’d always wait - in that city park bench in the summer in the pouring rain -  honey, don’t ignore me - i just wanted to be the same


I don’t belong in the world - that’s what it is - something separates me from other people - everywhere i turn - there’s something blocking my escape - it took thirteen beaches to find one empty - but finally it’s mine - with dripping peaches - i’m camera ready - almost all the time


in these stolen moments - the world is mine - cause we’re the masters of our own fate - we’re the captains of our own souls - they say only the good die young - that just ain’t right - cause we’re having too much fun - too much fun tonight


i turned off the music - tried to sit and use it - all of the love that I saw that night - cause what about all these children - and all their children’s children - and why am I even wondering that today - maybe my contribution - could be as small as hoping - that words could turn to birds and birds would send my thoughts your way


you’re in the club - living it up - i’m trying not to let the crowd notice me - it’s so sweet swinging to the beat - when i know that you’re doing it all for me - this is my life - you by my side - key lime and perfume and festivals - taking our dreams, turning them to things - it’s like magic, babe - isn’t life wonderful? - and every time we hook up - i know what you’re thinking of*


finally, I’m crossing the threshold - from the ordinary world - to the reveal of my heart - this is my commitment - my modern manifesto - i’m doing it for all of us - who never got the chance - sometimes it feels like I’ve got a war in my mind - i want to get off but I keep riding the ride - i never really noticed that i had to decide - to play someone’s game or to live my own life


love - i said, real love, it’s like feeling no fear - when you’re standing in the face of danger - cause you just want it so much - a touch - from your real love - it’s like heaven taking the place of something evil - and letting it burn off from the rush - my rose garden dreams, set on fire by fiends - and all my black beaches are ruined - my celluloid scenes are torn at the seams


cause I didn’t call when I got your number - but I liked you a lot - caught up in my dreams and forgetting - i’ve been acting like Armageddon cause you held me in your arms just a little too tight - that’s what I thought - you’re revving and revving and revving it up - you gonna hit me like a lightning


trying to find the power in me to be faithful - change is a powerful thing - i feel it coming in me - maybe by the time this song is done - i will be able - to be honest, capable - of holding you in my arms without letting you fall - when I don’t feel beautiful and stable - maybe it’s enough to just be where we are because every time that we run - we don’t know what it’s from - now we finally slow down - we feel close to it - there’s a change gonna come - i don’t know where or when - but whenever it does - we’ll be here for it


the rumbling from distant shores sends me to sleep - but the facts of life can sometimes make it hard to dream - i’m flying to the moon again - dreaming about marzipan -  i hope that i come back again one day - to tell you that i really changed - all of my evil ways and shit - i’d be lying if i said i wasn’t sick of it


i got a feeling in my bones - can’t get you out of my veins - you can’t escape my affection - wrap you up in my daisy chains - her sophistication makes you wanna quit the bitch you dating - let’s skip the games, let’s quit the playin, boo, let’s get acquainted - notifications sync in place even when we on vacation - i knew she’d notice like I missed the payment, dang it


blue is the color of the planet from the view above - long live our reign, long live our love - green is the planet from the eyes of a turtle dove - til it runs red, runs red with blood - we get so tired and we complain - about how hard it is to live - it’s more than just a video game


i’m laughing as I’m taking my prisoners - and taking down names - i’m crying while I’m gunning - in the smoke they can hear me coming - cause you got me in my feelings - drop em all out screaming - who’s tougher than this bitch - who’s freer than me - you wanna make the switch - be my guest, baby - i’m feeling all my fucking feelings

Halloween Fun - 31 Days of Halloween

This is based off from my 31 Days of Halloween Writting Challenge.

Request:  1, 39, and 61, Dean x Reader, They aren’t together at first but then they get together by the end. Heavily implied smut.

Prompt: 1. Nice costume! It would look better on the floor, though.
39. Bite me.
61. Do it again, do it again!

Word count: 2,002

Characters: Dean x reader, Sam

Warnings: A bit of smut, fluffy in the end, Dean’s self-loathing, usage of costumes (specifically a zorro costume) - I think that’s it.

A/N: I tried my best to keep it as implied smut, but Dean does things to me and couldn’t help myself. It’s not much, it’s not specific, but still. I hope you like it.

Originally posted by holyhotdamnsweetbabyjesus

Halloween was by far the funniest, most enjoyable day of the year… At least until you found yourself living with the Winchesters.

Of course they didn’t see Halloween the way that you did. Considering the fact that they grew surrounded by monsters, it was obvious they wouldn’t enjoy dressing up as one of them just for fun. You couldn’t judge them, but you wished that, for once, they forgot about their crappy life and have fun.

There was also another little thing: your strange relationship with Dean.

You weren’t in love with him, especially because you knew too well that he was a womanizer who didn’t do feelings. And you were pretty okay with that. But the chemistry between the two of you was intense.

Dean and you had been together in the past – more than once, actually. The sexual tension between the hunter and you was almost palpable. And all because one night, after a rough hunt and too many drinks, Dean and you had a small yet overwhelming encounter against a wall on an alley near the bar you got drunk at.

Sam had no idea about this incident. He was back at the motel when that happened and Dean and you had agreed not to tell him. However, Sammy was a really smart guy and he had his theories.

Dean and you hadn’t been together ever since. In fact, both of you tried their best to avoid the other in matters of sharing beds, or rooms, etc. You were still friends, and still got along as long as Sam was around; when the younger was gone, your conversations turned into cynical flirting and oh so many dirty thoughts.

The tension was killing you, and that’s why you made your choice to finally have your way back into Dean’s pants. Even as friends with benefits kind of thing, but you needed the tension to ease; you were frustrated by thought of not being able to be with Dean again. The hunter would use all of his will power to control himself, leaving you hot and bothered every time that you made a move on him.

That’s why you created a plan.

Everyone knew that Halloween was the perfect opportunity to dress up as anything you wanted and not being judged for it. So, after going back and forth between everything Dean had said, you remembered that one time he accidentally let spill that he would like to get slapped by a girl wearing a zorro mask during sex. So there you were, with a zorro mask and a sexy zorro costume, ready to try once more.

Sam was out of town, working with an old hunter friend on an easy case. Dean had decided to stay with you in the bunker. It was a great opportunity.

You were already in costume, you had the same red lipstick you were wearing the night Dean and you had the affair, the right amount of perfume in key places and, obviously, a wet feeling between your legs.

You took one more look to the mirror and walked your way to the library, where Dean was sitting with a glass of whiskey and a lore book in hand. He was wearing his dead man’s robe, which could only mean he was only wearing his boxers and probably a simple tee under it.

You sat on the table next to Dean, who immediately raised his gaze from the book and planted it on you. He looked at you with hungry eyes, from head to toes, before swallowing his desire and finally talking.

Nice costume!” Dean said, “It would look better on the floor, tough.” He flirted. You fluttered your eyelashes and gave him a knowing smirk.

“I bet you’d like that.” You muttered.

“You have no idea.” Dean smirked.

“Then do it. Sam’s not here, what’s stopping you?” You flirted, crossing your legs to let more skin show. Dean let out a shaky tremble and shook his head.

“No, no I… I need to do this thing and…” The hunter looked away, knowing that he wouldn’t resist for much longer.

“Dean.” You whispered, leaning back closer to him. “We both know you want it.” With two fingers, you hooked his chin and made him look at you again.

“It’s not right.” He muttered. He was a bit closer now, your breaths mixing together.

You shook your head and crashed your lips against his. That action was more than enough reason for Dean to stand up from his seat and make his way deeper into your mouth. His hands went all over your body; squeezing, nibbling and ever slapping in the right places. You moaned his name over his lips and he let out a chuckle.

“I haven’t even started yet, sweetheart.” He whispered cheekily. “Tell me what you want.”

Bite me.” You begged. A wide grin left Dean’s lips as he pushed away. He took a second to admire your blushed self before ripping the costume out and pushing you to lay flat on your back. The table was cold, giving you chills.

Dean took his time, breathing over your skin before he started marking your skin. He gave you small bites from your earlobe, all the way to you neck and down to your stomach. Your moans filled his ears in a way that only his favourite song did.

“Say my name, sweetheart.” He ordered, slowly pulling your legs apart for him to have a better entrance.

“Dean.” You moaned. Dean chuckled, his face inches away from your core.

“Louder.” He commanded. His voice vibrated through your skin.

“Dean!” You repeated, your volume rising up.

Dean started leaving small pecks on your thighs, tracing his way into you. His hands had your legs firmly split up, not allowing you to press them back together. He slid his tongue into you, without further notice, making you moan hardly. The hunter chuckled and licked his way out.

Frustration building once more in your skin. You groaned in response and sat up. Dean had a satisfied look on his face.

“What’s wrong, sweetheart?” He asked innocently.

“You… You bastard… I…” You were still overwhelmed by his past actions that you weren’t able to formulate a coherent sentence.

“Oh, so you want me to do it again?” Dean licked his lips seductively.

“YES!” You exclaimed.

“You’re gonna have to ask for it, sweetheart.” Another groan from you.

“Dean, please… Do it again.” Dean placed his hand on his ear, as if he didn’t hear you. “Do it again!” You begged.

“I love it when you’re bossy.”

Needless to say, the whole night was based off of relieving that sexual tension that Dean and you had built up for such a long time. It was passionate and rough and so, so satisfying.

You didn’t let a single room in the bunker clean, and you knew that it would piss the crap out of Sam when he got back home – But in that moment it was only you and Dean, finally releasing each other.

Finally, Dean plopped next you. You had finished in his room, on his bed, like regular people do. Both of you were out of breath, tired as hell but extremely happy.

“That was awesome.” Dean managed to breathe out.

“It really was.” You agreed.

Both of you stayed silent for what seemed like hours. Trying to recover from the past events, and also letting them sink in. Dean was trying to figure out how things would work from that day on; he was used to flirting with you, and making suggestive comments, but he couldn’t imagine how, after such night, things would go on. True, you had gotten over the bar accident, but this had been so much more… Both of you were sober, and both of you were more than willing to do it – How would life change after that?

“I’m sorry.” Dean muttered once both of you were breathing normally.

“About what?” You asked, rolling on your side to face him.

“What just happened… I shouldn’t have.” As always, Dean had decided to feel like crap. You rolled your eyes and grabbed his hand.

“Dean, it’s fine. I wanted this, and you did too… There’s nothing wrong with that, we’re human.” You said with a soft voice.

“I know but… I don’t want you to think that this is the only reason why I’m with you.” Dean whispered.

“I don’t understand, what are you talking about?” You furrowed your eyebrows. Dean let out a heavy sigh.

“The only reason why I avoided you, why I tried to keep myself from… THIS is just because I like you.” Dean confessed, “And not only as a friend with benefits, but as a real partner – you know?” You shifted closer to him.

“I feel the same Dean, I just… I don’t know, I thought that…”

“That sex was the only thing that I wanted?” Dean let out an angry chuckle. “I tend to give that impression… But it’s different with you, (Y/N).” He gave you a shy smile.

“If I had known that before… I would’ve made my move a bit different.”  You laughed.

“Really?” Dean frowned, “I mean, would you really have tried to be with… with someone as crappy as me?” Self-loathing again, Dean was always like this. You wanted to slap him and get him to understand that he was a lot more than he ever thought.

“Of course… Dean, you’re everything to me.”  You whispered.

You could tell, by Dean’s eyes that he didn’t buy a single word you told him. He felt like he didn’t deserve that much from anyone, especially from you. Yet, he wanted to be by your side, not only after sex, but as a real couple. He was willing to let his low self-esteem behind to be with you.

“I’m willing to try it.” He whispered.

“Me too.” You replied.

No more words were needed. What had started as a plan to get a friend with benefits, turned into a love confession and the man of your dreams finally being yours.


Sam entered the bunker as he normally would, not having a single clue about the events that took place the night before. He was carrying his duffel bag, he was hungry and he was happy because the hunt went better than he had expected.

“Dean! (Y/N)! I’m home!” Sam shouted, he left the duffle bag on the floor and headed to the kitchen.

(Y/N) and Dean dressed quickly, knowing that they had to clean their mess quickly. Dean put on the first thing he found in the closet, and handed (Y/N) one of his plaids. His dead man’s robe and her costume were somewhere around the house.

“UNBELIEVABLE!” Sam bursted angrily.

“What room is he in?” Dean asked desperately.

“I don’t know, the garage?”

“WE EAT HERE YOU GUYS!” Sam continued his rant.

“The kitchen.” Dean and (Y/N) said in unison.

Sam abandoned the kitchen with a disgusted look on his face. He finally noticed how every wall of the bunker was covered in different substances. He literally ran to his room, only to find a similar mess.


“Sorry!” You apologized.

Sam made you and Dean sanitize the whole bunker. He was happy that Dean and you were finally together, but he was disgusted as well by the actions that led you to that ending.

“You two are gross, I swear.” Sam complained as he covered the whole floor of the basement with chlorine.

“What can I say, Sammy? We’re meant to be.” Dean smiled.

“Definitely.” You replied, giving Dean a kiss on the lips.

“ENOUGH!” Sam shouted, “No more kissing or hugging or whatever until this place is fully disinfected!” Sam ordered. Dean and you laughed at him and continued your duty.

It wasn’t the last mess Dean and you made, and it obviously wasn’t the worse.

Stores, more articles of clothing, and more verbs

El almacén department store

La joyería jewelry store

La librería bookstore

La panadería bakery

La zapatería shoe store

El anillo ring

Los anteojos de sol sunglasses

Los aretes earrings

La bolsa purse

In Mexico, at least, we call our purses, Bolsas. Which is different from Spain (and argentina too, I think…), where they call thier purses, Bolsos.

so… just be aware of that   :)

La cadena chain

La cartera wallet

El collar necklace

La corbata collar

Los guantes gloves

El llavero key chain

El perfume perfume

El reloj watch/clock

caro/a expensive

barato/a cheap

Mirar to look

Pagar to pay

Buscar to search for

Vender to sell

Anoche last night

Ayer yesterday


This is my life, you by my side
Key lime and perfume and festivals
Taking our dreams, turning them to things
It’s like magic, babe, isn’t life wonderful?

5 things tag 🌈🐚

rules:tag 15 ppl   ( or how many you wanna tag, I’m not your mom ^-^ do whatever ) 

5 things you’ll find in my bag:

- my phone

- my wallet

- perfume

- keys 

- lap balm

5 things you’ll find in my bedroom:

- lots of plants

- at least one cat 

- a chandelier

- fluffy blankets

- books 

5 things I’ve always wanted to do:

- meet amazing people ( famous and non famous )

- travel the world

- make money with art / writing

- cuddle a Lion

- visit a hedgehog cafe

5 things that make me feel happy:

- cats & plants

- music

- bubble baths

- sleep

- food 

5 things I’m currently into:

- Wrestling ( obvi )

- art

- plants

- Vikings

- make up 

5 things on my to do list:

- sit by the beach not worrying about anything

- improve my spanish

- travel to Japan

- find the best coffee / tea in the world

- Dance in the rain

tagging: @mrs-storm @dorkyvillain @wrestlingnoob @rabidwrestlingfan @theelitevillian @oreillyskyle @running-ropes @sunshinesamizayn @chasingeverybreakingwave @somehow-lovable-trash 

I was tagged by @nofucksgiventodayson

Rules: Answer all the questions in a new post and then tag 15 people.

5 things you’ll find in my bag:

Pads, cologne/perfume, keys, pocket knife, makeup (if I’m wearing it).

5 things you’ll find in my bedroom:

Shoooeees, my altar, like 4 mirrors, a shelf overflowing with stuffed animals, fuckton of books.

5 things I’ve always wanted to do:

Travel the world, have a girlfriend, see a meteor shower, meet my favorite bands, see a play at the Globe Theatre.

5 things that make me happy:

My friiiiiieeeends!, my fiancé, food, music, memes.

5 things I’m currently into:

Pastel Goth aesthetics, witchy stuff, pride, buying tons of shit for my pregnant bestie, DOOOOOGS!

5 things on my to do list:

Pet every dog ever, meet @nofucksgiventodayson in person, get my nips pierced, plan my wedding, sleep. I tag: @battybirdybee, @grey-skies-and-stars, @thecallofgothulhu, @rubyisms, @ju5tan0therbitch, @shirkininthelerkim, @thatgoldenpanda, @cupcakelover58