#styrofoam plates

[emo-and-emo-adjacent]

It's no stretch to say you were not quite a father but a donor of seeds to a Poor single mother that would raise us alone, We'd never see the money that Went down your throat Through the hole in your belly.

[johannas-motivational-insults]

27, 28, and 41 [Demons]

27. best review you ever got

Hard to pick just one, but there’s some great ones in the Lifeblood chapter 24 comments, and pretty much any comment on Demons (or Satisfaction tbh) from @malachi-walker ranks up there too.

28. worst review you ever got

None come to mind? I don’t recall ever getting any flame reviews.

41. one song that captures (insert story title)

Hmmm… The Unforgiven by Metallica. I mean I’m just stealing it off my Catra playlist but it’s a really good one for Catra’s POV in this story and pretty fitting for Adora too tbh.

…Actually, no. I mean that one’s good, especially for the flashback stuff, but I’m going with Styrofoam Plates by Death Cab For Cutie. Can I, like, get a song that’s a mix of those two themes?

Asks for fanfic writers

[bookwormlily]

And just cause he's gone It doesn't change the fact He was a bastard in life Thus a bastard in death

Styrofoam Plates, Death Cab for Cutie

[transatlantic1sm]

sytrofoam plates — death cab for cutie — the photo album (2006)

you're a disgrace to the concept of family,

the priest wont divulge that fact in his homily.

and ill stand up and scream

if the mourning remain quiet,

you can deck out a lie in a suit,

but i wont buy it.

i wont join the the procession thats speaking their peace,

using five—dollar words while praising his integrity.

and just 'cause he's gone,

it doesn't change the fact

he was a bastard in life,

thus a bastard in death, yeah.

[song-lyrics-posts]

Styrofoam Plates by Death Cab For Cutue

[hystericgrace]

And just cause he's gone it doesn't change the fact: He was a bastard in life thus a bastard in death.

Styrofoam Plates by Death Cab For Cutie

[mea-cuppa]

You're a disgrace to the concept of family The priest won't divulge that fact in his homily and I'll stand up and scream If the mourning remain quiet, You can deck out a lie in a suit but I won't buy it I won't join in the procession that's speaking their peace Using five dollar words while praising his integrity And just cause he's gone it doesn't change the fact He was a bastard in life thus a bastard in death

Death Cab for Cutie, Styrofoam Plates 

[kareninaeoreileao]

such a powerful song from Death Cab For Cutie... Styrofoam Plates. There's a saltwater film on the jar of your ashes I threw them to sea but a gust blew them backwards and the sting in my eyes which you then inflicted was par for the course just as when you were living

It's no stretch to say you were not quite a father but a donor of seeds to a poor single mother that would raise us alone we never saw the money that went down your throat through the hole in your belly

Thirteen years old in the suburbs of Denver standing in line for Thanksgiving dinner at the Catholic church the servers wore crosses to shield from the sufferance plaguing the others

Styrofoam plates, cafeteria tables charity reeks of cheap wine and pity and I'm thinking of you I do every year

When we count all our blessings And wonder what we're doing here.

You're a disgrace to the concept of family the priest won't divulge that fact in his homily and I'll stand up and scream if the mourning remain quiet you can deck out a lie in a suit but I won't buy it I won't join in the procession that's speaking their peace using five-dollar words while praising his integrity and just 'cause he's gone it doesn't change the fact he was a bastard in life thus a bastard in death