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recommended ethel cain to my pastor today so. how's y'all's sunday.
#can't stress enough it was because i was wearing my hands of a whore/my love is a flesh wound tshirt#and he asked about it and i was like i might as well tell him#he has good taste in music tho he's a big fan of the mountain goats and grunge music!#one would think after being manipulated by my former pastor i would avoid churches altogether#but no#i hate myself#anyway#ethel cain#mine
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future into life with outlaw!johnb with a chubby baby 😢😢😢😢😢😢😞😞🥹🥹🥹
ᡣ𐭩 🤍。🩰ꪆৎ ˚⋅.
running away from your family farm house and starting a life with john b means you get to work pretty quickly. they can’t send him to jail if he’s got a family, right? it would be cruel and unfair.
when john b first brings you to your new house, you’re uncertain. it’s falling apart a little on the outside, the land is dry and slightly barren, there’s no animals in the farm — but the brunette had a way of making you believe everything would be okay. he turned your face in his hands and stared into your eyes with that reassuring smile and told you that he was going to work tirelessly to make this place a home, and he did.
over the coming weeks, your soon to be husband would often arrive home with a new animal — at first a horse, and then some cows, followed by some chickens, and then soon goats and sheep. you had no idea how he was doing it, aside from the knowledge that your man had some serious swindling skills on him and knew how to throw a gamble.
you began to enjoy the little routine the two of you were falling into after that. he’d hammer away at fences, walls, doors, the porch — anything he could get his hands on all day in the blistering heat — sweaty and shirtless until the sun would start to set and he’d be coming inside for the hearty meal you’d put on the table. no matter how much physical labour he’d subject himself to in the day, he would never be too tired to pin you to the bed and fuck you open at the end of it.
which is how you ended up with a sweet, happy, well fed baby on your hip a year on — the two of you in the shade on the porch as you sip on your iced tea with one hand, watching your man pull together the finishing touches on the barn, paint and saw dust staining his jeans.
he wipes his hands on the white tshirt he wore and adjusts his heavy belt before turning to you, his face of concentration melted into a loving smile upon seeing his beautiful wife and the baby that had just awoken from his nap. since entering fatherhood, john b had taken on a whole new level of physical manliness that had you itching for another baby. stubble dusted his cheeks, his body was thicker and more toned from all the food you’d been making him and physical work he’d been putting in, and he looked overall a little more rugged. he grins, stepping up to the porch as his baby boy squeals and bounces on your hip, knocking his fat fists against your shoulder excitedly.
“are you happy to see daddy?” you coo, bursting into your own giggles.
“heeeey my sweet boy!” john b approaches, tickling the babies ribs causing him to kick about with an elated laugh. he turns his expression to you, his smile fading into a smirk of sorts, tilting his head. “my girl.” he greets, and even after all this time he still makes you shy. you stand on your tiptoes, pressing a kiss to his lips— knowing later on that night you’d be begging for another sweet baby.
ᡣ𐭩 🤍。🩰ꪆৎ ˚⋅.
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What I think the preferred look/form The Lords in Black would take in human form would be.
I love their human forms in NPMD just as much as the next guy but it's clear to me at least that the fact they were summoned at the highschool by teenagers influenced what form they took. So what if they had a favorite human form and what would it look like?
(These are just my ideas feel free to share your own)
Pokotho: I think the outfit he went with in NPMD was similar to his preferred outfit, just much less refined. I would imagine he would want a fine three piece navy blue suit with bright blue lines, a bright blue button up shirt, a gray neck tie designed with patterns to resemble the meteor and fine shoes that match his suit. As for the body itself, it would probably be more masculine with gray hair and bright blue eyes. (I also want to throw in my head cannon real quick that because of Yellow Jacket he doesn't like being in human form, it reminds him of the time part of him was stuck in that body.)
Bliklotep: This might sound a bit weird, a tourist look. Think about it he runs an amusement park and his look in NPMD to me gives off a "wallflower that knows every secret of the school" vibe. So I thought that an outfit for a vacation to a tourist trap to do some people watching that could pass as a normal outfit would work. He would wear black knee length jeans, a purple Tshirt, purple high top converse shoes, and sunglasses with a purple frame and orange tinted lenses. For the body I think he would go for something more gender neutral with bright red-ish orange-ish ginger hair with purple streaks long enough to tie back and purple eyes.
T'noy Karaxis: He would definitely go for a classic mad scientist look and not care about making it look good or worry about having too much yellow. He'd wear yellow pants, a yellow-ish orange-ish shirt, yellow shoes, a yellow lab coat looking thing, a watch on his wrist and on his head a head band with goat horns. His body would probably be more masculine with short messy really blonde hair and yellow eyes. And one more thing, his picture in the Black Book showed him with six fingers on each hand so his preferred human form would probably have six fingers too.
Nibblenephim: This one's a bit tricky. His NPMD form gave off a "preppy popular cheerleader" kinda vibe. Which makes sense as that's what most Honey Queen winners probably are to some degree. But I also think he'd prefer something he could comfortably eat and eat in. Then again he probably wouldn't care that much about looking neat while stuffing his face with food. He's also the one who seems to like more feminine looks. So for now this is the look I came up with. A loose flowy barbie pink shirt with sleeves that exposes the shoulders showing the straps of the black tank top underneath, a more soft pink mini skirt with leggings that are black near the bottom and change to pink as you go up, and pink shoes that are nice and have a bit of heel but aren't the fancy sparkly high heels. The body would be gender neutral leaning feminine with long honey blonde hair long enough for a nice updo with bangs that cover his pink eyes.
Wiggog Y'Wrath: He would definitely wear something nice and expensive looking. His NPMD form gave off a "rich preppy prom king" look, his title is The Lord in Black and I feel like he's the most prideful of the five though Pokey would be a close second. He would wear a green sweater vest with black tentacle looking patterns over a slightly lighter green shirt, green slacks, nice green shoes and a bright green ascot tie. His body would be more masculine with short light brown hair and green eyes.
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Finally, SunnySide Up
Let's think about her design, shall we?
I will admit I didn't get the chance to watch tubbo's stream, so I'll do this based on mostly vibes. So please, do add facts about her on the comments if u can
Ok, let's do this:
Parents: Lenay, Tubbo, Pol and Slimecicle
1 mom that we don't know much about (she could be one of the rabbit hybrids? Maybe, or just a plain gal)
1 human male dad haha he's a filmaker, tho
1 mystery dad that people like to headcanon as goat/satyr a lot or a robot. But could be just a real boy. He is an engineer and has a really cool steampunk vibe going on
1 aberration of green slime and goo dad that can shapeshift into whatever.
She uses She/they.
Uses english, but I don't know about any other. Please enlighten me.
Those sunglasses definitely sparkles with coolness.
Pure swag. The coolest girl around, Leo will have some competition. As her dad would tell you, she's a material kinda girl. I saw someone say that their signs are not yellow, but plated in gold, which is awesome.
She wants to build a train/restaurant with Tubbo. She also likes money.
Dripping in confidence and materialism. Can't wait to see what trauma she's hiding behind the swag and sunglasses. So incredibly sassy and funny and smartpants bitch ass brat child (Affectionate)
If I was to guess favorite color I'd say gold and black. But I have no idea.
For hair: I do absolutely adore the short dreadlocks tighted into a sun shaped bun, with frosted golden tips. Its perfect.
I do see her in a leather or black jeans jacket. Also, completely black outfit, but really expensive colorful sneakers. Maaaybe, the tshirt could be gold.
No stamp or patterns on the teeshirt or pants, just patches and pins on the jacket.
And, I have seen people put a big ol sun on her tshirt, like Lenay has a big potato in hers, but i'd love to put that to the back of her cool jacket instead, what do you think?
About their eye color.. idk. Could be blue, since most of her parents have blue eyes. Or it could be like a cartoon character where we never see her eyes.
And idk how to incorporate a slime thing on her character. She's above goey things, you know?
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How We Met
1991
Pairing: Dave Mustaine x f!reader
Summary: Dave and Y/n are out on a date when they run into Y/n's acquaintances, and reminisce in the story of how they met (fluff)
𝓦𝓐𝓡𝓝𝓘𝓝𝓖𝓢: power dynamic/mentorship, fluff
It was nice to get out on the town while my boyfriend Dave was home from touring. I was wearing a long black demin skirt with a high slit, a minimalist leather top with a single clasp at my breasts, and thigh high black and white snakeskin boots. Dave was in a black tshirt and jeans–I was always amused and slightly jealous of how good he looked with so little effort–his strawberry blond hair waving around his chest and framing his sharp cheekbones. Like our personal styles, tonight held a little of everything: we were just arriving to our reservation at a hard-to-get-in Italian restaurant, a few diners recognized him (which slowed us down for a moment), we were together, he would be leaving to go back on tour at the end of the week. Bittersweet.
As we wound our way between tables on our way to our own, Dave stepped away to use the restroom. As I continued to the table, I heard a woman’s voice, “Y/n!”
I stopped and looked around, finally grabbed by a familiar pair of eyes. It was–Jenny? No… Janice? Jess. Definitely Jess was the right name–my old boss’s best friend. And of course he was there too. It was always a pleasure to run into them and catch up–though I don’t think I had ever mentioned Dave to them… I mean, I tried to keep conversations professional but you would have thought it would have come up once or twice…
“Hey Y/n, having a night out?”
“Yeah. Was in the mood for Italian.” I smile.
“Well, this is the best Italian in [your city].” replies my old boss, Steve.
“Do you have any favorites on the menu?” I ask.
“Hmm… you are vegetarian, right? The eggplant siciliana is wonderful… also the goat cheese gemelli…” Steve replied, looking at Jess to see if she had any to add.
“Can’t miss the dessert though.” Jess grinned.
Suddenly I saw Steve and Jess raise their eyebrows and in a moment I could feel why, as Dave’s hand snaked around my waist, the warmth radiating on my skin and tingling up and down my spine as his cologne drifted around me, reminding me of being in his arms before we cleaned up for our date. “Introduce me to your friends, sweetheart.”
I didn’t need to see Dave’s face to know he was giving off his best guard dog scowl–a face he worked so well, somehow keeping his curling lips relaxed while flaring his nostrils and throwing daggers with his eyes. He was always on offense by default.
I rolled my eyes slightly, looking down. I loved him so much but it could be so embarrassing when he got possessive. Not gonna lie, sometimes it was really hot–like when his ex-bandmate was hitting on me and he scared him off, first by interrupting the conversation by grabbing my face and making out with me in front of him before wrapping his arm around my shoulders with his fist clenched–and of course the guard dog face. That guy wasn't in the band anymore, to say the least. But Steve and Jess were friends, not a threat.
“Steve, Jess, this is my boyfriend Dave.” I paused. “Dave, I worked for Steve for a while and Jess is his good friend. Steve is a specialist in [your industry], and it was a great opportunity for me to learn.”
Dave’s hand on my waist relaxed a bit and he began to caress my side lightly . He nodded his chin slightly in acknowledgement.
“I don’t think we’ve met Dave,” Jess said teasingly, more to me. I couldn’t help but smirk–yes I, Y/n had a love life outside of work.
“How did you two meet?”Jess asked
“Dave actually produced my first 2 albums… when I still played.” I responded.
“She is one of the best I’ve ever worked with.” Dave jumped in, his face softening.
“I knew you played but I didn't realize you did it professionally, Y/n.” Steve said, his voice rising in curiosity.
“How long ago was that?” Jess asked.
“Umm… maybe 10yrs ago?” I replied.
“Did he do a good job as a producer?” Steve asked jokingly. I grinned.
“Of course! It’s just that his band took off… so I started working with someone else. And of course, eventually I switched career paths…”
“You can still come back to music, babe, you have so much to give.” Dave said lovingly.
“You two have been together for 10yrs?” Jess asked.
“Well, not quite. We dated back then, but when his band took off it was a lot… he was on the road for 70 weeks the first year… It’s hard to be apart like that…” I looked down, I didn’t want to make Dave feel guilty, especially when he had been putting in so much effort to make this past month so special while he had a break from touring and before he left again to finish the tour.
“We kept running into each other–we have a lot of the same friends. So we dated on and off but we’ve been together now for 3 years.” Dave filled in, giving my waist a light squeeze.
“Is it a lucrative business?” asked Steve, inquisitively.
“For us it is. But in general no. I am fortunate I can go to work and provide for us–but the cost is being away and it’s really taxing–I mean, there is a reason we have replaced band members each album… it burns people out. But yeah, I have 3 Platinum records so I would say it is lucrative.” Dave said, a bit cocky. Dave always got a bit defensive when he sensed any inkling of doubt from others.
“He works really hard for it.” I added.
There was an awkward pause. Steve nodded, raising his eyebrows in acknowledgement of Dave's success. "We'll have to listen to your music." Steve finally said, with a friendly smile. I knew he probably wouldn't like it.
“So… who made the first move?” Jess smirked, fishing for more details.
My cheeks grew warm and I couldn’t contain my smirk, I looked down.
“Oh, that would be Y/n.” Dave answered snarkily, with a big goofy grin.
Jess and Steve exchanged playful glances. Ugh. Here we go. I bowed my head but couldn't help but smirk.
“I had gone out with friends and we had gone to a few bars… I guess I had a drink at each one… more than usual for me. Then I went back to the studio because I knew Dave is such a vampire that he would be there and we could work on the album. But obviously I was pretty drunk so…” I said smiling, owning it, though training my gaze aside.
“You were so drunk sweetheart–I mean, she is so small–it doesn’t take much.” Dave teased. “She wanted to work on the latest track but she—” he turned to me, “you just sat on my lap and drunkenly asked me if I knew how hot I am and started playing with my hair.” He chuckled, mimicking a valley girl voice. I turned red. Closing my eyes and biting my lips as if it would make this moment fast forward. Looking back up at him, he caught my eyes with his–I was currently drunk on his curled lips, somehow he could tease even more without words.
“Yeah… that happened. Dave is a gentleman though, so technically I made the first move but nothing happened between us until he asked me out when I wasn’t drunk. He set me up on the couch in the studio that night with all the cozy things that were in the studio. I woke up in the morning when he walked in at some point with coffee and egg sandwiches for us. It was actually really sweet.” I grinned.
Dave chuckled. “Yeah, I guess it’s true, I guess I asked you out for real.”
“Well... he asked me, ‘So… I am still hot when you are not drunk?’ and of course I was mortified.” I laughed. “But he’s a pretty confident guy… and I’m sure I wasn’t the first… so he asked me if I wanted to get dinner that night!” I turned to Dave, “I don’t know when you slept that weekend.”
“Back then… I probably didn’t.” Dave replied.
I would have never imagined telling Steve about all of this, but there was something nice about opening up about myself, about my relationship with Dave–even if Dave’s style was so different from some of the other people in my life now–even his mannerisms, so unapologetic, so piercing, so magnetic–it’s what I loved about him, it’s what made me feel seen.
“I think our table is ready.” I said amicably, not wanting to keep Dave waiting when time was so precious for us.
“Pleasure to meet you, Dave!” Jess said warmly. Steve nodded.
Dave nodded and smiled, giving a small wave goodbye awkwardly but genuinely.
We sat at the table, finally breathing together, his eyes like an inviting garden for mine to lay in as the candle on our table flickered, the dancing flame multiplied in the reflections on our wine glasses in this dimmer corner of the restaurant.
I smiled. I wanted him to know I appreciated him taking the time… and not being a total prick about it either. It meant a lot to me… and I could tell he knew that, which made me feel loved.
“So… do you know what you want?” I asked him, my lips curling a bit as I looked him in the eyes.
“Probably the veal parmigiana… how ‘bout you?”
“I was thinking the goat cheese gemelli… looks like it has arugula too.”
“Oh, that does sound good.”
“Jess said the dessert is not to miss.”
“Mmmm… I was thinking of having you for dessert.” Dave smirked, sharpening his gaze. It was moments like these that made the time apart worth while.
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ethan. i chose whatever music asks you haven’t done yet.
hi kieren im kind of obsessed with u. there are a lot that i havent done but some of them i cant be bothered to answer/genuinely cannot answer or the answer is just no so here's the ones i like <3
Do you listen to more oldies or more current stuff? A mix of both but leaning more to oldies, the majority of my favourite songs and artists are either from the 60s & 70s era, or the 90s & 00s era <3
Would you wear a t-shirt of a band you're not into? Probably not, even if the design is cool i only wear band tshirts if i care abt the band. But if someone gave me an artist tshirt as a gift, i’d wear it AND listen to the artist it depicts 👍
Is there an artist or song that you like, despite being of a genre you don't usually like? I like all genres i don't discriminate. i’m bisexual
A song or album from the 50s or earlier: this compilation album of old japanese pop 1950-1951… discovered through mash playlists
A song or album from the 60s: 1-800-are-you-experienced by jimi hendrix 1967 :)
A song or album from the 70s: Born to run by BRUCIE 1975 raaaagghhhhhh
A song or album from the 80s: King of rock by run-dmc 1985 💪💥
A song or album from the 90s Call the doctor by sleater-kinney 1996
A song or album from the 2000s: Cheap pop for the elite by kore. ydro., 2006
A song or album from the 2010s: TRANSANGELIC EXODUS BY EZRA FURMAN 2018. GOAT
Do you and your partner/best friend share a special song? One you’d call “our song”? unfortunately for my boyfriend and i it is the predatory wasp of the palisades is out to get us by sufjan stevens which is indicative of how normal we both are
Do you play any instruments? I’ve been “learning” the bass for about 2 years but havent made much progress but i can do basic riffs and improvise a little
Who’s your favorite fictional band or artist? Marceline The Vampire
When was the last time you cried when listening to a song, if ever? I couldn’t tell you the last time a song made me properly cry but i sort of cried listening to come on in yesterday because i was having a category 5 peter tork moment
Your favorite artist from your city/state/country? At the moment its marina spanou and based on her lyrics i think she is literally from the same area of athens as me <3
A song you like in a language you don’t speak:
A song you like with lyrics in two or more languages:
songs that are symbolic of a time when i was literally and without exaggeration in the trenches. korean & english
Do you enjoy musicals? If so, what’s your favorite? Top 5: fiddler on the roof, jesus christ superstar, newsies, les miserables, hadestown.
Have you watched any musician’s biopics? Do you have a favorite? I’M NOT THERE DIRECTED BY TODD HAYNES MY NUMBER 1 ☝️ even if i am not the biggest bob dylan girl out there i fucking love that movie so much
Do you listen to music when it's raining or do you stop to hear the sound of the rain? Im answerin this question cos i like it. If its raining really hard i take out my headphones and turn my music up so i can hear it out loud blended with the sound of the rain <3
Do you prefer live recordings or studio recordings? LIVE RECORDINGS ARE MY BEST FRIENDS. I dont know if i prefer them but theres something so comcorting and beautiful of hearing live stuff so yeah <3
Okay these were the questions i cared about. thank you i love you . heheheheh
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Nostalgia brain has me thinking about my childhood anime crushes and like… still tracks??
So here’s my top childhood anime crushes!
(Zoro is on this list too I just didn’t have enough gif space and he’s the obvious one)
1. Marik/Bakura - YuGiOh (my first fanfic ever was called silver and gold with them and god I wish I could read what my 12 year old self wrote so bad)
2. Hatsuharu Sohma- Fruits Basket (the OG and god do I still love him he needs protecting)
3. Syaoryn Li - Cardcaptors (yeah idk he was hot when I was 7)
4. Inuyasha - Inuyasha (white hair dog man made me feel some type of way)
4. Kenshin - Ruroni Kenshin (he’s just the GOAT how could you not want Kenshin to sweep you off your feet??)
5. Entei - Pokémon (no I will not elaborate)
6. Matt & Gabumon (yes I had a crush on them both again will NOT be elaborating)
7. Edward Elric - FMA (it’s Ed. I don’t have to explain this one.)
8. Toshiro Hitsugaya - Bleach (white haired anime men love started here. Still have a tshirt with this beautiful short king on it)
9. Sasuke - Naruto (literally every girl I’m basic)
#I think I may have low key been a furry as a kid in hindsight#I wanted to put Balto the dog on here too even tho he’s not anime#white hair supremacy existed LONG before gojo#my men weren’t so mentally ill back then#2000s anime#early 2000s#anime men#anime crush#marik ishtar#yami bakura#hatsuharu sohma#syaoran li#inuyahsa#rurouni kenshin#entei#gabumon#edward elric#toshiro hitsugaya#sasuke uchiha
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BBU Community Days
@bbu-on-the-side * {Day 15: Collaboration} Create any piece of BBU content together with another community member! Could be a crossover scene with both your characters, a collaboratively developed concept, an illustration to their story, an RP, … Anything goes, as long as you worked together within the BBU!
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@for-the-love-of-angst and I have an Au where my OC Jameson stumbles into their OC Taron's restaurant and they strike up a sometimes tentative but enduring friendship. For the last day of BBU Community Days, Collaboration, I wanted to write something in our shared little universe)
Jameson slips the bottle into the hidden inside pocket of his coat, his eyes scanning a variety of protein bars in boxes without really reading any of the labels. The orange juice is cold from the line of glass-front fridge sections that run along the entire back of the gas station. It had been easy to take the little orange bottle out and carry it around for a while, browsing, while the gas station was crowded with workers in paint-stained tshirts and clean suits and uniforms.
He had a plastic bag with a burrito in it in the other hand. He'd pay the two dollars for that, and no one would notice the bottle being gone at all.
He exhales, waits a few more seconds, and then shifts to head down the aisle and get in line.
When someone taps on his shoulder, almost too light to feel through his coat, Jameson spins around with his heart in his throat. People turn to look nearby where they stand pouring steaming coffee into paper cups.
Jameson's protest - fuck you, I didn't take shit, asshole - dies when he sees who was standing behind him.
Taron's eyebrows raise. His hair is back and away, caught with a tie at the nape of his neck. Usually it's pulled higher up. Jameson has dreams about taking out the elastic and running his fingers down the textured darkness of it. Has dreams about Taron grabbing his wrists and forcing him against a wall, too. Neither dream is ever going to happen.
That's what makes the dreams safe. Knowing it won't happen makes them feel nicer to wake from. Knowing Taron won't ever do any of the things Jameson wants him to do makes him the safest person on earth for Jameson to fantasize about.
But it still pisses him off when Taron looks so fucking good in a flannel shirt and jeans.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" Jameson asks before he can stop himself. "You don't live on this side of town."
"Neither do you," Taron says mildly, smiling a little with one side of his mouth. Jameson's mouth goes dry at the sight. Fucking handsome asshole.
"I don't live anywhere," Jameson counters, shifting from foot to foot a little uneasily. "So I could be everywhere. Why are you here, though?"
"Needed gas." Taron shrugs. He has a cup of coffee in his free hand, a bag hanging off his arm with what looks like doughnuts inside. "Got a call from somebody trying to find a home for goats."
"For goats?"
"For goats."
"And you didn't tell them to fuck off and raise their own fucking goats?"
"Don't mind goats." Taron's smile widens and Jameson knows what name he'll say next the second he sees the adoration in the expression. "Zizi is the one who answered the phone, anyway."
What Zizi wants, Zizi gets, Jameson thinks with no small hint of bitterness. Zizi, Taron's wife and True Love and whatever the fuck else she wants to be. Perfect happy cheerful Zizi who bounces around and is so fucking nice to him that Jameson can't even really be jealous of it hate her because she's so easy to fucking like.
He'd go get her the goats, too, if he's honest.
Or anything else she wanted.
"Oh. Well. Okay. I was just getting myself breakfast-" he holds up the burrito. "Enjoy your... goats, I guess."
Taron snorts. "Take out the juice," He says in a low voice.
Jameson tenses. "I don't have-"
"Yeah, you do." Taron doesn't sound angry. Or upset. Or even disappointed. He's just stating facts. "Come on. Take it out."
Jameson's lip curls in a brief snarl before he grunts a curse and pulls it out from the hidden pocket. "Fine. I'll put it back. I only have enough cash for one fucking thing, so sue me-"
"Want to come see the goats?" Taron interrupts him, head tipped to the side.
"Do I... Do I want to what now-"
"Go with. See the goats. I'll get your breakfast, you help me get the goats back home." He shrugs again. It's a crime, how good he looks just shrugging his shoulders. "Call it a trade."
Jameson looks at the juice, and then back up at Taron's face. "Back to your house?"
"Zizi might need help giving them names," Taron says, and it's an invitation, not a command. He never gives orders, not like that. Jameson wishes he would.
He's grateful in a desperate frightened way that Taron never ever makes a demand.
The only man Jameson has spent any real time with who doesn't.
"Uh... Yeah. Okay. Yeah, I'll go with. Can I have coffee though? I'll put the juice back."
"Why grab it if you didn't want it?"
Jameson grins, sharp as a knife. The first smile he's found in days. "Hot coffee is harder to hide."
Taron makes a sound like he's choking back a laugh. "Right. Come on, get your coffee."
He doesn't look over Jameson's shoulder or look close behind him. Just waits patiently while Jameson puts the orange juice back and then gets his own little paper cup of bitter dark coffee, pure shit but at least it's caffeinated shit. He doesn't comment on Jameson adding creamer, or tell him where to stand. He doesn't touch Jameson's lower back or stand too close in line.
He never touches Jameson at all.
It sucks.
It's wonderful.
#jameson au#whump#runaway whumpee#bbu#box boy universe#box boy#escaped whumpee#i love taron#taron and jameson au#for the love of angst#bbucommunity#bbu community days
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Svetza gabs a pillow and screams into it. She doesn’t WANT to do things! But she must. So she rolls from the nest in her closet and into the shower.
After a shower she dresses a thick long protective bodysuit, work jeans and a tshirt. She ties her hair into a bun, puts on a sunhat and some protective face gear, slaps on a tail bag and heads outside with a saw. Time to tame the forest around the house a little. Those damn bramble bushes have gotten OUT OF HAND. She’s tired of chasing the goat out of em and getting WRECKED.
So if you hear shrieking and swearing and loud angry music, be not afraid, its just your local goblin mage doing yardwork.
After that shes cute-ifying her home some more. Daddy would have loved it!
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id: a list of mountain goats song titles as follows: the destruction of the kola superdeep borehole tower, stabbed to death outside san juan, i meant every word i said in new delhi, the last day of jimi hendrix's life, shot repeatedly at close range in the chest by your love, marduk tshirt men's room incident, going to some damned english city, andrew eldritch is moving back to leeds, arguing with peter laughner about his coney island baby review, wizard buys a hat end id.
i love mountain goats song titles that are just a description of an extremely specific situation
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I quite like the goat t shirt but it’s not something I’d personally wear. I really liked the Cerberus hoodie but I mostly wish they’d bring back the sharingan hoodie that was so cool I nearly brought it before I was even a fan of theirs!
I love the goat tshirt so much, but the only places I'd probably wear it would be to concerts and the tattoo shop. Trying to wear it to Target would have everyone clutching their pearls, hiding their children, and avoiding eye contact. 😂 And I don't need to be the subject of a post on the Nextdoor app.
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From the Basque country, caves and mountains were witnesses of magical stories that observed the birth of a being that can be present whenever you need it, it can be your best friend, it will whisper enigmatic things, it will give you power and protection, but remember you should not never fail his call.
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okay hi i am back with a concert recap!
-john and matt came onstage carrying glasses of wine. they periodically sipped from and toasted with said glasses of wine. it was delightful and i am obsessed with the vibes there. i did not take any photos but god i hope someone did because it was incredible
-bully (one of the opening acts, who was fantastic) had a picture of her dogs taped to her guitar. i thought that this was excellent. someone in the crowd asked what their names were but i don't remember them
-setlist was EXCELLENT, i'll put the entire thing under a cut. we got two crowd requests in (harlem roulette and you were cool), and jenny iii with just piano was breathtaking. i got incredibly emotional over heretic pride, as is my right as a trans person. dutch orchestra blues was very special to me specifically, on account of jd+matt playing it at my first ever goats concert, and it was really lovely to hear it again! woke up new is also a personal favorite of mine as one of the very first tMG songs i ever loved, so it feels really cool to have heard it live now <3
-i did tape the show! i'm processing it when i have time, already got all my track labels in but there's a bit of audio levelling and etc to do. it'll make it to the archive hopefully within a month or so!
-related to the above, i had my recorder propped up on top of something near the stage, about at eye level with people onstage, and i am very nearly certain that jd saw it because he made a joke about there being a tape of this show. either that or someone was taping with permission but i haven't seen anyone mention that so i am assuming it was me.
-we got a good grade in being an audience :D it was genuinely SUCH a good crowd, you could really feel the way the silences lingered and it was gorgeous. jd commented several times on how much he was enjoying the audience, and honestly huge agree it was incredible.
-before woke up new, jd mentioned the context in which he wrote the song, back when the band was just him and peter, and he said peter sends his regards, at which we all rightfully cheered. this crowd appreciates peter hughes! and then he made a joke about uhhh i think the sports teams in upstate ny and how it's a bad time to be a (team) fan? idk i don't know sports. but i laughed anyway.
-during jenny, people were clapping along, and it did die off mid song, but towards the end of the song jd signalled to the audience to start clapping again! which was unexpected bc i thought he didn't like when people clap along, but it was really fun!
-in a devastating blow to me specifically, they did still have the get lonely sweater at the merch table, but only in a size small, which is not my fucking size come on dude i wanted that one so bad please. tour tshirt and poster are rad and i'm snagging some at the wednesday show for sure, since the venue staff ran us out before i made it back to the merch tables afterwards. they also had sunset tree vinyls!! which, last that i knew that one was out of stock+final run online so i am (eyes emoji) at it.
uhhhhh i think that's it. i'm making decent headway on my tape because i'm working on it instead of doing actual work for my actual job right now. i will probably use my heretic pride patch as the cover art on account of heretic pride moment! also after the show i also went and said hi to the sound guys and they were incredibly nice! it was such a great time and i'm so glad that i braved the weather and the drive to go to it, it was well worth it :D
Setlist:
Hair Match Shirtless In Hamburg Clemency For The Wizard King Dutch Orchestra Blues Woke Up New The House That Dripped Blood Harlem Roulette (audience requested) Song For Lonely Giants Jenny III Southwestern Territory Transcendental Youth The Gray King And The Silver Flame Attunement Going To Kansas Heretic Pride You Were Cool (audience requested) No Children (w/ I Hope You Dance intro) [encore] Jenny You Or Your Memory Palmcorder Yajna This Year
hi!! I'll be at the tmg concert tonight (01/21, Little Rock AR), I'll be the person wearing pink cargo pants and a black jacket with big gold spikes - if you're there too say hi!! :D
#txt#transmissions from lyric#concerts#really excited to finally get to see one of my tapes through! especially for such a good show as this one was#and i cannot wait to do it again on wednesday :D see yall out there <3
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