#loryn

[iheartmoosiq]

Does anyone know who LORYN is? Because this songbird is truly a siren on what seems to be her stunning pop debut, Sirens, and all we know about her is that she’s from London and she’s signed to Black Butter Records. She showcases her gorgeously expressive voice on her melancholic brooding, austerely stirring hymnal, soaked in moving poignancy. The single is out now, here. A sparse Instagram account can be found, here. You can follow Loryn on Twitter, here. It’s no surprise that Loryn’s aching beauty of a debut was added to Spotify’s New Music Friday playlist last week after we first encountered it. 

[jreversole-blog]

Atticus and Loryn from my in-progress novel - Blood and Beryl. The characters were drawn and colored by me, and that gorgeous background was painted by the lovely @magentainks.

[clowplots]

beach (loryn)

Beach — I’ll write a drabble of out characters at the beach together.

O calor era um sentimento tão diferente, Loretta não estava acostumado com aquele calor. Suas roupas pretas estavam todas suadas, e a menina já tinha feito até mesmo um nó na lateral da blusa para ver se conseguia se aliviar um pouco. Não era a primeira vez que estava ali durante aquela semana, mas era a primeira vez que não estava sozinha. Acompanhava Jazz silenciosamente com medo do que pudesse falar para ficar em bons termos com a outra. “Eu deveria ter investido no top.” Falou enquanto abanava a si mesma com as próprias mãos. A menina a frente parecia tão a vontade com tudo aquilo. Ela parecia pertencer ao calor, ao sol. Como se também brilhasse junto com todo o cenário de praia. Loretta queria se aproximar, mas não sabia como. Ela não tinha dentro dela a coragem para fazer isso, mas foi surpreendida pela outra segurando em seus braços. Sorrisos não eram muito comuns para Lore, mas todo mundo parecia sorrir ali, então a menina estava fazendo esforço para sorrir também. 

Deixou Jazz arrastá-la para uma partida de vôlei, e até mesmo para uma pequena guerra de água. Loretta não lembrava de um dia em que ela havia sorrido tanto. Que havia se soltado tanto, e que havia achado alguém que havia conversado com ela. Já era tarde, e Lore sentia todo seu corpo vermelho pela falta de protetor. O dia estava se pondo e Lor e Jazz relaxavam em uma esteira. Lor não sabia como agradecer, assim como não conseguia tirar os olhos da outra. A coragem de Lor fez no máximo ela encostar na mão alheia com os próprios dedos. Um sorriso tímido em seu rosto. “Esse foi o melhor dia da minha vida.” Comentou baixo, e ela não conseguia nem mesmo pensar em como se sentiria quando tivesse que voltar para Montana. Para longe e para o frio. Sozinha. Se dependesse da garota ela não soltaria a mão alheia nunca mais.

[yaygoteam-blog]

how I found the 'I baked you a cookie...but I eated it' meme

you had to call bryan stars and ask for dahvie vanity's address, but he only gave it to you if you recited the entirety of ima monster by botdf perfectly. after doing that flawlessly, he granted you access to dahvie. dahvie, however, wouldn't let you in until you dyed your hair blue and put on extensive eye liner. after you did this, he checked your ID. once he saw that you were a minor, he gladly let you in. you ask him to see the vault, and he refuses. you try to bargain, but he's not budging. eventually he decides that if you rawr XD hard enough he'll allow you access to the vault. after multiple failures, you finally let out a "rawr XD" that please dahvie, and he lets you in. the vault is full of 2009 memes. a tear comes to your eye as you remember the good times. you flip through the pictures until you finally find the unspoken meme. the meme of all scene kid memes. you lay your eyes on the "I baked you a cookie but I eated it" meme and tears start streaming down your face, causing your eyeliner to run. you ask daddy dahvie if you can take a picture, and he grants you. you capture the meme on your phone and thank dahvie for his service, and then vanish into the night.

[l-orynhuntzberger]

Loryn was furious. She had no idea what William had been playing at, but he had almost killed her with that stupid, red Mercedes mere hours ago and, honestly, it had felt kind of deliberate. Her brother was capable of unknown horrors–she knew this–but surely he wouldn't try to hurt her? "William! Open the door!" She slammed her fist on his front door aggressively, but ultimately decided she didn't have the patience to wait and stormed inside. "What the fuck was that?"

@hunky-huntzberger

[l-orynhuntzberger]

cupid’s match ˚₊ · »-♡→ chuck

'Debauchery.' The thing her match loved was debauchery. Loryn was definitely curious about who her match could be, but if she found herself stuck with some loser stoner, she was grabbing as much she could of the free food and drink that was available in that room and she was bouncing immediately. It was Valentine's Day–she wouldn't be wasting it on someone that could barely form a sentence and insisted on calling her 'bro'. Her only speckle of hope lay in the fact that someone out their face on drugs probably wouldn't even know the word 'debauchery', never mind being able to spell it.

She was the first to enter the hotel room and was quick to toss her jacket and bag on to the first clear surface–not that there were many due to the trove of refreshments and activities, including a selection of video games that she had to force herself to not load up. Loryn wasted no time in popping open the bottle of champagne and dipping her finger into the chocolate fondue. It was in that moment, that the room door swung open and she was well and truly caught with her hand in the cookie jar. Chuck Bass, perhaps she should have guessed. A smile tugged at the corner of her lips as she looked between him and the fondue. "Chocolate?"

@imchuckbxss

[hap-less]

[musique-electronique]

gucci slides / boston bun (feat. loryn)