lumineers slow it down

if you need to feel something - playlist

draw your swords - angus and julia stone
dust to dust - the civil wars
high horses - the swell season
holocene - bon iver
landfill - daughter
little lion man - mumford and sons
poison and wine - the civil wars
all the wild horses - ray lamontagne
dreams - fleetwood mac
words - gregory alan isakov
follow you down to the red oak tree - james vincent mcmorrow
slow it down - the lumineers
down in the valley - the head and the heart
colors - amos lee and norah jones
anymore - ethan thompson

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N O V E M B E R; (listen)

i. 17 - youth lagoon // ii. last year - alt-j // iii. like real people do - hozier // iv. heartbeats - josé gonzález // v. to be alone with you - sufjan stevens // vi. oliver james -fleet foxes // vii. flume - bon iver // viii. flesh and bone - keaton henson // ix. slow it down - the lumineers // x. the woods - daughter // xi. in the hearts of men - first aid kit // xii. first class - rainbow kitten surprise // xiii. crane your neck - lady lamb // xiv. bear - the antlers // xv. bloom - the paper kites // xvi. steady - the staves // xvii. dead flowers - cœur de pirate // xviii. i found  - amber run

IT WAS MY FAULT - GRAYSON DOLAN IMAGINE

Warnings: vehicle accident

Song: Slow It Down - The Lumineers

Requested“I can’t believe you didn’t even push him away.” Grayson gripped the steering wheel tightly, his biceps flexed, being strained by the tight sleeves of his white t-shirt.
“Grayson, Ethan only kissed me on the cheek! It’s not a big deal.” You crossed your arms in front of you, clearly annoyed.
“Not a big deal?” Grayson suddenly stomped on the brakes as he pulled over abruptly to the side of the road. “Get out.” He spoke deeply, unlocking the car doors. “If it’s not a big deal that you let my own drunk twin brother throw himself on you, it shouldn’t be a big deal that you have to walk home in the rain.” Grayson stared ahead, not making eye contact as you sat back in shock, watching the wiper blades collect the raindrops on the windshield.
“Grayson, I am not-” you started.
“I said, get out.” Grayson demanded, reaching over you to open your door for you.
“I can’t believe you.” You furiously unbuckled your seat belt as you shoved your phone in your pocket, pulling the hood of your jacket over your head as you stepped out onto the wet ground beneath you. You slammed the car door behind you without a word as Grayson spun the tires, speeding off onto the road. Your vision blurred as tears brimmed your eyes. The night sky was dark and full of dark clouds as you looked over in the sky, seeing a flash of lightning in the distance. Grayson left you to walk 15 minutes to your house in the piss pouring rain. Warm tears rolled down your cheeks. Your furiously wiped them with a wet hand. One thing you hated about being angry was that every time you reached a certain point, you would cry because you were so furious. It was one thing that you and your mother had in common.
“Come on.” You impatiently pressed the crosswalk button as you waited for the orange hand to turn into a person in the motion of walking. Raindrops that hit your hood drowned out the noise as you proceeded to cross the street after the sign changed. Just then, everything happened all at once. To be exact, the “everything” that had happened, was total and complete darkness.
“Look, I need to see her! She’s MY girlfriend!” You heard someone tell of anger as your head pounded. A couple nurses rushed into the room as Grayson caught your eyes from outside the door. He stood tall, his hair was disheveled, his eyes puffy from crying. He quickly jogged to your room and one of the nurses blocked the door from him coming in. You were being bombarded with a million questions but your brain couldn’t focus on one thing.
“Let him in.” You spoke weakly as you sat up slowly, your muscles weak and sore. Grayson’s eyes never left yours as he pulled a chair beside your bed, holding your cold hand tightly in his.
“Y/n, I-” Grayson began before tears started slipping from his eyes. “I’m so, so sorry.” He choked out as he kissed your hand softly. “I should have never kicked you out of the car and let you walk home. This is all my fault.” He rested his head on your hand as he cried softly.
“Gray, it’s not your fault.” You reassured him as he shook his head.
“I shouldn’t have let my anger out on you. I should trust you not to do anything with anyone.” He sniffled, wiping his tears with the backs of his hands. “I’m so sorry.” He apologized.
“Gray,” you weakly brought a hand up to his chin, making him look you in the eyes. “It was not your fault, anyone and anything can get hit by a car. Either way, we can’t go back and change what we did. What happened, happened. All we can do now is learn from this.” You croaked, your throat dry. Tears brimmed your eyes as you looked into Grayson’s swollen ones. Grayson nodded, kissing your hand once again.
“I love you so much, y/n, I thought I lost you.”
“I love you too, Gray. Don’t worry, okay? I’ll be home in no time.” You smiled weakly as you ran your hands through his hair.
“We’re actually going to keep y/n in overnight to make sure that the concussion doesn’t get bad. Other than that, you were very lucky.” The nurse looks at you, smiling weakly as well.
“Thank you.” You forced a smile back as she exited the room.
“Don’t worry, babe. I’ll spend the night with you, okay?” Grayson reassured.
“Gray, go home to your bed.” You ushered him.
“No, I’ll sleep on this chair if I have to.” Grayson protested, pointing to the wooden chair beneath him. You sighed as you pulled the railing up on your left side as you scooted over to the railing the best you could. You patted the spot next to you as Grayson quickly took his wet jacket and boots off, lightly sliding into the hospital bed beside you. You rested your head on his warm shoulder as he brought one arm around you and one to bring the other railing up to hold you both in the small bed. You breathed in Grayson’s soft cologne as he lied the bed flat with a remote. You brought your head over his chest as you listened to his heart beat softly as he rubbed your back.
“I love you so much.” He whispered into the top of your head before planting a kiss to your forehead.
“I love you too, Gray.” You smiled up at him as you shared a small kiss before returning to your previous position. Throughout the whole night, Grayson and the nurses made sure to wake you every half hour to make sure that you were okay. You both spent that night at the hospital in each other’s arms.

anonymous asked:

favorite love songs? (preferably sad or slow ones)

Slow music/sad songs is literally 99.9% of what I listen to, so get ready!

-Colors by Amos Lee
-The Words by Christina Perri
-Where’s My Love by SYML
-We Might As Well Be Strangers by Keane
-Warning Sign by Coldplay
-Technicolor Beat by Oh Wonder
-Turning Tables by Adele
-Turn to Stone by Ingrid Michaelson
-My Eyes by The Lumineers
-This Time by Jonathan Rhys-Meyers
-Sunburn by Ed Sheeran
-Slow Dancing in a Burning Room by John Mayer
-Say (All I Need) by OneRepublic
-Ruin by Shawn Mendes
-Medicine by Daughter
-Look After You by The Fray
-Come on Get Higher by Matt Nathanson
-Amsterdam by Coldplay
-Be Still by The Fray
-Edge of Desire by John Mayer
-Chainsaw by Nick Jonas
-Ever Since New York by Harry Styles
-Everything Has Changed by Alex G. & John D.
-I’m With You by Avril Lavigne
-Kiss Me Slowly by Parachute
-Let’s Hurt Tonight by OneRepublic
-Old Money by Lana Del Rey
-Never Say Never by The Fray
-Lies by Marina and the Diamonds
-Just Tonight by The Pretty Reckless
-Hold On by Michael Buble
-Everglow (single version) by Coldplay
-Come Away With Me by Norah Jones
-Thank You by Led Zeppelin
-Bright Lights by Matchbox Twenty
-Black Keys by the Jonas Brothers
-Story of My Life by One Direction
-Swallowed in the Sea by Coldplay
-Slow it Down by The Lumineers
-Give Me Love by Ed Sheeran
-Wild Horses by The Rolling Stones
-Home by Gabrielle Aplin
-Transatlanticism by Death Cab for Cutie
-Green Eyes by Coldplay
-Oblivion by Bastille
-Explosions by Ellie Goulding
-Thinkin’ Bout You by Frank Ocean

Rhysand’s Playlist

This playlist is just songs that reminded me of Rhysand and his journey through ACOMAF and some songs I think he could relate to. They’re either fun and silly stuff that he’d listen to if he’d get drunk with the bros or something or dark sad ones he’d listen to when he’d miss Feyre or before when she’d been betrothed to Tamlin. Hope you enjoy!

1. Highway to Hell by ACDC

This song is just fun and silly. Like one of my old posts, I could seriously imagine him, Cassian and Azriel all drunk and singing this together all off-pitch and drunk laughing and ahhhhh. So cute. 

2. Brother by Matt Corby (stripped back version)

I think this is a song Rhys would listen to whenever he was feeling sad. Not sad about Feyre specifically, but more sad just in general or if he just couldn’t stop thinking about Under the Mountain. I could see him just waking up in the middle of the night (in the three months before he called upon the bargain) 

3. Stone Cold by Demi Lovato

This song… This song just hits me right in the feels. It’s bloody perfect for Rhys. Seriously. Just so much emotion and the lyrics are so relatable and it’s just so perfect. Especially when he admits that he just wants Feyre to be happy… This is the song for that (of course, if the lyrics were changed genders and stuff). The live or original versions are both amazing. 

Stone cold
Baby
God knows I try to feel
Happy for you
Know that I am
Even if I can’t understand
I’ll take the pain
Give me the truth
Me and my heart
We’ll make it through
If happy is her him
I’m happy for you

“I heard you were going to marry him, and I told myself you were happy. I should let you be happy, even if it killed me. Even if you were my mate, you’d earned that happiness.”

4. A Drop in the Ocean by Ron Pope

Rhys would have this on loop, definitely. He’d even like know all the lyrics and sing it to himself with some hard liquor by himself, staring up at the stars and tears just silently streaming down his face. He’d worship and adore this song. Another feels crusher. 

Misplaced trust in old friends Tamlin
Never counting regrets
By the grace of God I do not rest at all
And New England as the leaves change
The last excuse that I’ll claim
I was a boy who loved a woman like a little girl
And still I can’t let you be
Most nights I hardly sleep
Don’t take what you don’t need from me
It’s just a drop in the ocean
A change in the weather
I was praying that you and me might end up together
It’s like wishing for rain as I stand in the desert
But I’m holding you closer than most ‘cause you are my…
Heaven doesn’t seem far away anymore

No, no
Heaven doesn’t seem far away

5. Resolution by Matt Corby

This is a good carefree song that I could see Rhys and Feyre dancing to, and Rhys secretly enjoying it so much because it reminds him of when he was kneeling before putting those thigh strap thingies on and he told her that she was his salvation and Feyre and Rhys dancing is literally the cutest most swoon worthy thing in my mind. Like seriously, I can’t even think about it without screeching.

You’ll be my resolution
Characters of no illusion
You’ll be my resolution

Turn around, put it down and see
That this is really the place to be

I’m not you, nor you me
But we’re both moving steady

6. Oceans by Seafret

This song is just so smooth and relaxing yet still powerful and relatable simultaneously. Rhys would like, I don’t know, listen and stare out the window thinking about how much he misses Feyre. I’ts just amazing and seafret is soooog good you should check out their other stuff!

I want you
Yeah I want you
And nothing comes close
To the way that I need you
I wish I can feel your skin
And I want you
From somewhere within

It feels like there’s oceans
Between me and you once again
We hide our emotions
Under the surface and tryin’ to pretend

7. Cosmic Love by Florence and the Machine

Rhys would especially love this song because of all the references to the night! It’s truly such an amazing song (especially live! I saw her in concert like two weeks ago) and he’d really just adore it and think of Feyre. I also think that Feyre would also love this song because she would relate to it so much. 

A falling star fell from your heart and landed in my eyes
I screamed aloud, as it tore through them, and now it’s left me blind
The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out
You left me in the dark
No dawn, no day, I’m always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart
And in the dark, I can hear your heartbeat
I tried to find the sound
But then it stopped, and I was in the darkness,
So darkness I became

 “When you spend so long trapped in the darkness, [Lucien,] you find that the darkness begins to stare back.”

8. Can’t Help Falling in Love with You

Don’t imagine Rhys singing this under his breath while they slow dance around the room

Don’t imagine Rhys humming this while playing in Feyre’s hair or tracing little doodles along her skin

Don’t imagine Rhys whispering the lyrics to her before she falls asleep

Don’t imagine Rhys actually singing the song to her on their anniversary or her birthday

Any version of this song is literally perfect. The one for the link is by Haley Reinhart, but here are some of my favorites:

-Elvis (duh)

-Fleet Foxes (LOVE IT)

-Twenty One Pilots (so adorable)

And here are some extra songs that would fill up the rest of Rhys’s l love Feyre Paylist on his phone/iPod

-Love More by Bon Iver (sad)

-Safety Dance by Sleeping at Last (sweet and cute)

-Not Today by Imagine Dragons (adorable)

-Tell Me It’s Real by Seafret (cute/sad)

-Truce by Twenty One Pilots (for when he’s sad and just hopeless)

-Creature Fear (romantic)

-Lay Me Down by Sam Smith (don’t imagine Rhys worshipping this song)

-Slow it down by the Lumineers (sad and slow and PERFECT)

-Halo cover by Ane Brun feat. Linnea Olsson (amazing and so cute)

And when she stood she stood tall
She’ll make a fool of you all
Don’t ask for cigarettes
She ain’t got nothin left for you

I never, she never, we never looked back
That wasn’t what we were good at
And when it came to love
We were not good enough

Slow it down, Angie come back to bed
Rest your arms, and rest your legs
Don’t you frown when you’re feelin like that
Only love can dig you out of this

—  The Lumineers, Slow It Down lyrics
slow it down

that vic fic (hehehe vic fic) where he wants to keep it on the dl, shenanigans ensue. when i was writing this i had slow it down by the lumineers on repeat (hence the title) so if u wanna give that bad boy a listen while reading, feel free

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Vic liked you. He really, really did. It took him weeks to work up the courage to even ask you out; but when he did, he did it in secret, so that no one would even know it happened.

That should’ve been a warning sign that this would not be one of your typical “high-school-sweethearts”-cliche relationships. From that moment, there were no cheek-kisses in the hallways (no acknowledgements from him at all, for that matter), no cute prom-posals (or being asked to any dance, at all, ever), and there was certainly none of him talking about you, to anyone, ever. It was almost as if as soon as he asked you out, you stopped existing to him.

At first, you’d try to talk to him during the day. That didn’t go to well. He was distant, distracted… his full attention was never on you. It was always on whatever conversation the rest of the Gang was having. The occasional “Hey Vic!” or “So, what are we doing this weekend?” was usually acknowledged with a simple head nod or an, “I don’t know, I’ll call. See ya later.”

Eventually, you stopped asking. You weren’t dumb, or clueless, or ignorant. You could tell when your attention wasn’t wanted. In fact, you had almost considered calling things off. But then the weekend would come and you would see him, and he would pick you up off the ground and spin you around, and you’d giggle and he’d give you that beautiful smile, and all would be well with your soul.

The routine lack of affection might have concerned you, but you were used to being alone. On your own. In fact, the idea of not having to be constantly attached to Vic’s arm was quite appealing to you. You had always enjoyed independence, why should you have to give that up for some silly high school fling?

For the most part, the two of you really only hung out (went on “dates”) on the weekends. It was really just one-on-one time- driving around, picnics in fields, and the occasional coffee date at a cafe just at the outskirts of town. Places not many people were bound to see you. Almost as if he was afraid of you two being seen together.

At first, he thought it was great that you didn’t seem to have a problem with this. After all, he was the big-bad-bully Victor Criss, and he couldn’t go around having his rep ruined by being labeled as “soft” around some girl. But after a couple of weeks, he realized just how much this arrangement was bothering him.

”You and that chick still bangin’?” Henry abruptly asked him one day. “‘Cuz if not, I’m gonna see what kinda damage I could do to her,” he winked. Half-joking, half-serious.

”Hey, hands off, Bowers. We haven’t done anything yet, but she’s still my girl. I don’t share.”

”Damn, you sure? Doesn’t even seem like she likes you! Y’always stare at her in the hall and she doesn’t even give you the time of day. That’s cold, dude.”

That got the gears in Vic’s head turning. The more he looked for it, the more he noticed you really didn’t seemed bothered by his PLA- Public Lack of Affection. And then it started to bother him.

”Hey,” he stopped you in the hall one day, right after school let out and everyone was headed home. “You mad at me?”

You were slightly incredulous. “No! Why would you think so?” you wondered.

”We never talk. You don’t even look at me most of the day. Just wondering.”

”Vic…” you started, “You… you started that. You asked me out and then never talked to me. We only hang out where people can’t see us. I thought you just didn’t want people to think anything. That’s why I don’t draw attention to us in public.”

You were genuinely unfazed by his typical stoicism in regards to your relationship. “That… that didn’t bother you? That I don’t want anyone to know?”

”No, of course not. I’m perfectly content hanging out by ourselves. I’m not your property, y’know. I don’t have to be glued to your side 24/7. I get it. I like being on my own, really.”

He didn’t realized how much it upset him until you said it out loud. Why weren’t you upset he wasn’t showing you off? You were his girl, you should want his attention! Any other girl would never get off his case if he expressed interest in them. He knew you were different, and he appreciated it, but now he wanted to be wanted.

”Fine then. That’s cool. But just know, from now on, I’d like it if you were a little more friendly to me out in public. Like at school. Can you start hanging around the guys and I again? Just don’t want any other bozos gettin’ the idea they’re allowed to put their hands on you…”

You gave a soft, understanding smile. He felt his heart swell at the sight of you standing in front of him, just slightly shorter. “Of course. If it would make you feel better, then that’s what I’ll do.” He wrapped you up in his arms, engulfing you in his warm embrace. He walked you out to your car, an arm around you the whole way there.

While you drove together, you even took a detour to a little ice cream shop that was typically frequented by the other high school kids. You were surprised he had suggested it (other kids would see you both there! How taboo!), but you weren’t objecting. If he wanted to make it public, it would be public.

Eventually, as well, you warmed up to his friends. They were mean, to clarify, but you could tell they were loyal to one another. Patrick’s objectifying, intense, creepy gaze might’ve unsettled you, but you were confident in your ability to bust a creep’s nose with your palm if the need ever arose. Henry was just as creepy but slightly more vocal. More than once, he’d said something along the lines of, “So, Vic, when do the rest of us get a turn? Aren’t you gonna share?” but Vic responded by a hard glare and a tightened arm around your frame. You just rolled your eyes. (Henry secretly respected you for this. Not many people, not to mention girls, would openly disregard him like that. It was bold.) Belch, on the other hand, was not much of a problem. Sure, he had the capacity to be just as mean as the others, but he was much more respectful. To you, at least.

It was like that for you two. He’d be distant, you’d back off, and he’d miss your attention and come crawling back. But you would never just break it off with him. It wasn’t in your nature, you were kind and understanding. You respected his want for personal space and for human interaction. Vic was an enigma, to say the least. But so were you.