New vid for FLPR
Feb. 19th, 2018 02:05 pmSo, when the Fandom Loves Puerto Rico auction was going on, ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
minim_calibre asked me if I'd do a NOTP vid if she bid on me, and I said, Sure, why not, I'm always up for a challenge. She kept thinking of this Fall Out Boy song after seeing Civil War, I guess, and how perfect it'd be for Tony's messed-up feelings about Daddy and Steve.
Despite not being into the (MCU version of the) ship and not being a fan of the band, I ended up having a hell of a good time making this. I laughed and laughed at how ridiculously Extra Tony is, every time I put in a clip, and once I got into the rhythms of the song, it grew on me. Hopefully you will enjoy it as much I ended up enjoying it.
I sent it to Escapade as a premiere, but to be honest, I'm tired of sitting on it, since I need to get these auction items done and up--it's ridic how long it's taken me to complete them. I wish I could see it at the vid show, though. (A high-quality DL will be available soonish at my vids site.)
On AO3 | On Tumblr
Lyrics:
Coming in unannounced, drag my nails on the tile
I just followed your scent, you can just follow my smile
All of your flaws are aligned with this mood of mine
Cutting me to the bone, nothing left to leave behind
You ought to keep me concealed just like I was a weapon
I didn't come for a fight but I will fight till the end
And this one might be a battle, might not turn out okay
You know you look so Seattle, but you feel so LA
And I love the way you hurt me
It's irresistible, yeah
I love the way, I love the way
I love the way you hurt me, baby
I'm gonna get you to burst just like you were a bubble
Frame me up on your wall just to keep me out of trouble
Like a moth getting trapped in the light by fixation
Truly free, love it baby, I'm talking no inflation
Too many war wounds and not enough wars
Too few rounds in the ring and not enough settled scores
Too many sharks, not enough blood in the waves
You know I give my love a f-f-four letter na-na-name
And I love the way you hurt me
You're second hand smoke, second hand smoke
I breathe you in, but, honey, I don't know what you're doing to me
Mon chéri, but the truth catches up with us eventually
Try to say live, live and let live
But I'm no good, good at lip service
Except when they're yours, mi amor
I'm coming for you and I'm making war
minim_calibre asked me if I'd do a NOTP vid if she bid on me, and I said, Sure, why not, I'm always up for a challenge. She kept thinking of this Fall Out Boy song after seeing Civil War, I guess, and how perfect it'd be for Tony's messed-up feelings about Daddy and Steve. Despite not being into the (MCU version of the) ship and not being a fan of the band, I ended up having a hell of a good time making this. I laughed and laughed at how ridiculously Extra Tony is, every time I put in a clip, and once I got into the rhythms of the song, it grew on me. Hopefully you will enjoy it as much I ended up enjoying it.
I sent it to Escapade as a premiere, but to be honest, I'm tired of sitting on it, since I need to get these auction items done and up--it's ridic how long it's taken me to complete them. I wish I could see it at the vid show, though. (A high-quality DL will be available soonish at my vids site.)
On AO3 | On Tumblr
Lyrics:
Coming in unannounced, drag my nails on the tile
I just followed your scent, you can just follow my smile
All of your flaws are aligned with this mood of mine
Cutting me to the bone, nothing left to leave behind
You ought to keep me concealed just like I was a weapon
I didn't come for a fight but I will fight till the end
And this one might be a battle, might not turn out okay
You know you look so Seattle, but you feel so LA
And I love the way you hurt me
It's irresistible, yeah
I love the way, I love the way
I love the way you hurt me, baby
I'm gonna get you to burst just like you were a bubble
Frame me up on your wall just to keep me out of trouble
Like a moth getting trapped in the light by fixation
Truly free, love it baby, I'm talking no inflation
Too many war wounds and not enough wars
Too few rounds in the ring and not enough settled scores
Too many sharks, not enough blood in the waves
You know I give my love a f-f-four letter na-na-name
And I love the way you hurt me
You're second hand smoke, second hand smoke
I breathe you in, but, honey, I don't know what you're doing to me
Mon chéri, but the truth catches up with us eventually
Try to say live, live and let live
But I'm no good, good at lip service
Except when they're yours, mi amor
I'm coming for you and I'm making war
