#vance joy

[thoughtkick]

When you think of love, do you think of pain?

Vance Joy, Mess Is Mine

[qvotext]

I just want to know… if you’re going to stay.

Vance Joy

[quotefeeling]

When you think of love, do you think of pain?

Vance Joy, Mess Is Mine

[perfectquote]

I just want to know.. if youre going to stay.

Vance Joy

[sunsetquotes]

I just want to know… if you’re going to stay.

Vance Joy; Riptide

[saltair-and-webweaves]

running down to the riptide.

she shall be called women - may sarton/what the water gave me - florence + the machine/exiled - edna st. vincent millay/letters to home - sylvia plath/inkheart - cornelia funke/never let me go - florence + the machine/vincent van gogh/march - louise glück/eragon - christopher paolini/never let me go - florence + the machine/harbor - john ajvide lindqvist/riptide - vance joy

[silly-little-diary]

WIP Wednesday!!

Thank you for the tags @cresu and @sulphuricgrin <3 <3

Tagging: @theoneandonlysemla @chiqita @dirty-bosmer @hircines-hunter

Well, today I went to the library and told myself that I was gonna sit down and finish off that fic that I was aiming to post two weeks ago. Instead, I ended up writing out the sheet music for the Bunnings jingle 🤦‍♀️ Go Mia's ADHD!

Anyways, I've been learning the song Georgia by Vance Joy, so here's a little short version/snippet thing of that and below the cut is some Brynjolf angst that I wrote on my lunch break :D

"Bryn, it's okay, I'm okay," Nimre said softly, reaching up for his cheek. "I'm alive. Sore, definitely but I am very much still alive."

"I am so sorry lass," were the only words he could find.

"Mercer left me with this though, can't say I appreciate that." She rolled up her tunic, exposing her abdomen, and along with it, an angry, jagged scar.

Brynjolf awoke, sweating. It's your fault. She has that and it is your fault. She has to live with that and it's all your fault. His hands trembled. She's alive, but she has to bear that and it's all your fault. Shaking himself, rubbing at his eyes, he sat up. You didn't know, a small part of him said softly. And you should have. You nearly got Nimre killed. You let the Guild wither away into nothing. Ruined Karliah's life. He picked up the pillow and screamed into it. It's. All. Your. Fault.

[ilyiwantusbothtoeatwell]

let me see you and stay

neil hilborn // text post – @rebeccabinch //  naudline pierre – through the clouds, 2020 // flintcoded, 08 –15 – 21 // the first bad man – miranda july // sade alandria zabala // georges bataille // @tristamateer // mess is mine – vance joy // @softhe4rted , i will – mitski // taylor jenkins reid, the seven husbands of evelyn hugo //georges bataille – the dead Man //