can we surrender? | a lucifer x chloe fanmix [listen]
i will keep you safe and sound when there’s no one left to trust will you take my hand?
we built this town on shaky ground | a bellamy/clarke fanmix [listen]
and if you’re in love then you are the lucky one, ‘cause most of us are bitter over someone.
draw your swords | a bellamy/clarke fanmix [listen]
your hands can heal; your hands can bruise. i don’t have a choice, but i’d still choose you. (cover poem credit)
i’ll do better | a lucifer/chloe fanmix [listen]
i’ve looked a long time to find you, i drifted through the universe just to lay beside you
i’d start a riot | a bellamy/clarke fanmix [listen]
did she run away, did she run away? i don’t need to know. if she ran away, if she ran away, come back home— just come home.
just one more night; a bellamy/clarke fanmix | friends with benefits au [listen]
a HUGE thank you to M, @furiosaclarke, for the beautiful small drabbles she wrote to accompany this fanmix. it would not be the same without her and her amazing talent. please send her some love ♥
i. i only call you when it’s half past five, the only time i’ll ever call you mine; His skin was damp under the red lines her nails were sketching onto his back, breath hitching with every movement she made with her hips, a glorious dance as old as the world, guided by passion and lust and ending with pleasure zipping through their very souls. She laughed when he nearly collapsed on top of her and he smiled and they just were, no labels, no strings, no obligations, just them and the desire riding their blood.
ii. i think i might have inhaled you, i can feel you behind my eyes;
It sated something dark and primal inside him to have her leaning into his touch, eyes filled with trust and glinting with humor, undeniably thinking only of him at that moment. He pretended not to know why that mattered, why her smiles and quick-witted sarcasm had his chest bursting with happiness, why her touches outside the bed meant more than they should have, why he liked to throw her clothes all over the place just to make her stay longer. No, that path would bring nothing but an end to their little haven and he wasn’t ready to be left behind.
iii. friends can break your heart too.
Her heart sat small and heavy inside her chest as she watched him pull his clothes on, as if crying out to make him stop and notice how he was leaving her in shambles. But he didn’t and why would he? What they had was something fleeting, temporary, meant to sate the hunger of their bodies, not their hearts. And the pain of the realization had her crumbling to pieces, only to emerge whole with his next phone call, unable to deny herself the little time he was hers and hers only, because she was greedy for his love, but she would take his lust if that was all he was giving her.
i wish you’d hold me; a bellamy/clarke fanmix [listen]
your hands can heal, your hands can bruise i don’t have a choice, but i’d still choose you
love, i have wounds [listen]
only you can mend, i guess that’s love i can’t pretend.
your love’s not mine [listen]
when you go, what you leave is a work of art on my chest, on my heart and my love is yours but your love’s not mine.
come back, i’ll help you stand [listen]
My darling I'm gonna love you We can lean eyes to each other And see a world upon.