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Shuffle your “On Repeat” playlist and post the first 10 songs!

as always, Apple Music doesn't have that playlist, so I'm picking favorites from my Recently Played. some are actually from the playlist I made for reading the Southern Reach books lol

As Satellites Go By – Lamb

Fair Weather – Other Lives

Death is not the End – Chelsea Wolfe

Trouble – Nilüfer Yanya

Powerless – Emma Ruth Rundle

Waltz – The Naked and The Famous

Colder Heavens – Blanco White

There is a Saved Place – Out Lines

Treble Oh – Bo Bruce & Equador

The Waiting Game – Kalandra

Please share, I’d love to hear them

mass effect zaeed, that’s his full name

just teasing but hmm.

well, he’s awful. he’s not a good person and he’s awful and i like him.

guy who follows revenge to literally Everybody’s detriment, including his own, and doesn’t give a shit. guy who’s somehow Always the sole survivor of whatever mission he was on, always the only person getting out to tell the tale, and what does that tell you about his capacity as a team player? i think it tells you that it doesn’t exist. this is someone who doesn’t just get a kick out of violence but who is completely and utterly desensitized to it. someone who always puts himself first, no matter the cost. someone comfortable with cruelty.

but he’s funny, and he could out-ramble any auntie at tea time, and he says stuff like “waxing goddamn nostalgic,” and i don’t even think it’s just irony.

i think he’s genuine. he’s a man with forty years of violence in his past, with the scars of betrayal visible not just on his face but in everything he does, who’d do anything to come out on top. and he’s an old man who will happily talk your ear off with stories of his youth because he’s found someone who’ll listen. because he always Was the sole survivor, and when was the last time he was part of a team with no one trying to stab him in the back? when was the last time he was part of something at all? when was the last time he had companions?

the trait that i think of most when i think of zaeed, beyond the dark and gristle of him having spent most of his life as an unrepentant merc, is that he’s been lonely, and as a result he’s at times surprisingly unguarded about what he thinks and feels. he’ll speak freely on nostalgia, give his honest thoughts on things even when they don’t align with what others expect of him. he’s gruff, but not that gruff. there’s always a certain earnestness shining through. it’s always unexpected, and it’s humanizing.

when he tells shepard he’s always thought her beautiful, a year after their work together, i don’t think it’s a guy shooting his shot and expecting to get something out of it. it’s him admitting in a roundabout way that the time on her team did matter to him, and that she did matter to him, and that he’s regarded her with admiration, a tender emotion he maybe wasn’t expecting to be able to feel. he doesn’t call her smoking hot or anything like that. beautiful. like she’s special.