There was a call for some Thor(?) fanmix and I was intrigued by the idea. I once made one for Schuldig but completely lost the list so I want to do it properly but, as usual, I overthink everything. Also, be warned: I listen to some weird stuff and this is me attempting to put it all together coherently and failing so it'd be seperated into 2 sections, sorta...
OK, so it's the wrong religion but I don't really have any songs about Norse gods. I'll just make do with Slavic gods. Still on the myths slant to Thor fics and I thought the acoustic version allows for more mysticism feels especially with the whispers and the throat singing parts. Similar to stuff like this.
This is a story I've always wanted to see written (I should make this a prompt.) Source: "The Hunt appears in Niyaz‘s self-titled debut album, and is a Farsi/Persian folk song from Khorasan province of Iran. Two hunters are out hunting; one is very keen on unleashing his greyhound upon preys like rabbits, deer, pigeons, pheasants and eagles, and the other one deters him from doing so since these creatures keep reminding him of his beloved in one way or another. The chorus repeats again and again, each time picking up a new animal or bird." It would make a really sweet Thor/Jotun!Loki story if Thor and the Warriors Three are going on a hunt, traveling from one realm to another, and Thor unable to kill any prey because Loki's a shapeshifter.
Loki/Tony, Loki/Jane, Loki/? [Lyrics:] What is love can you tell me baby be, Is it the hole you put inside me. Yon cavernous crater, yon windswept cave, If love is my salvation I don't want to be saved.
But I never met a girl like you. Someone who made that dumb shit true So oo oo.
(Love me love me love me, say you do)
when you do, wont you say you do.
(Love me love me love me, say you do)
say you do.
Full capacity mind wake suck sanity I fake, Not much more that I can take before I start to bend a break. Burn the indian sky and the sea, I blot out every memory, And then I solemn vow I swear, I'll never ever ever fall again.
But I never met a girl like you, Someone to keep my black heart blue. And I'll always stay a little bit me, The portrait of complicity.
Well its a lovely picture of me, Hanging on the stars above me, Screaming girl why don't you love me.
Well its a lovely picture of me, Hanging on the stars above me, Screaming girl why don't you love me.
Well its a lovely picture of me, Hanging on the stars above me, Screaming girl why don't you love me.
Well its a lovely picture of me, Hanging on the stars above me, Screaming girl why don't you love me. (Lovely picture of me) Say you do
(Love me love me love me, say you do) (Love me love me love me, say you do)
Full capacity hard wake suck sainity I fake, Not much more that I can take before I start to bend a break. Burn the indian sky the sea, I blot out every memory, And then I solemn vow I swear, I'll never ever ever fall again.
Full capacity hard wake suck sanity I fake, Not much more that I can take before I start to bend a break. Burn the indian sky and the sea, I blot out every memory, And then I solemn vow I swear, I'll never ever ever fall again.
Full capacity hard wake suck sanity I fake, Not much more that I can take before I start to bend a break. Burn the indian sky and the sea, I blot out every memory, And then I solemn vow I swear, I'll never ever ever fall again.