#preeetty music

[tanoraqui]

Now THIS is how you make a new story set in Middle Earth—great music FIRST!

[newtness532]

i dont remember in the movie when or where ennis tells jack about his dad making him watch as they killed that man, but having him do it from inside a closet and then having him close the closet doors with jack inside to start the next scene with alma was an insane choice, 10/10.

[volucrine]

Someone may still remember that a few weeks ago I was looking for the theme that plays during the battle with Cazador as it is not on the BG3 OST. Having now extracted the said tune from the entrails of the game, I thought I'd share the joy.

Just in case I'm not alone in having this melody burnt into my mind after a multi-hour humiliating experience of wiping to this bastard and miserably failing in my 'knight in shining armour' rescue mission.

Yep, that was preeetty, preeetty pathetic.

[blossominghunnie]

𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮

Pairing: Ex!Taesan x fem!reader x Wonbin

Genre: A little angst & fluff, exes to ?

Summary: Taesan isn’t quite over his ex and neither is she.

Warning: One curse

Notes: I did it. 😮‍💨 A little different from what I normally write but I think it isn’t that bad, lmao.

Taesan walked down the street on a cold day, on his way to work. The black haired rubbed his hands together in hopes of warming them, and then placed them on the pockets of his jacket.

As he continued to walk, he saw a café that he always passed by. Since he felt pretty cold, he decided to enter and buy himself a hot beverage.

He opened the door and stood in line, that luckily only had two more people. To pass the time, he looked around the place. It was pretty cozy and medium sized, there were also a few cats running around, a perfect spot to go when you want to have a peaceful time.

Just as he turned around to face the front, he spotted someone preeetty familiar to him.

Shit, he cursed. It was his ex, Y/n. They had broken off 6 months ago, after being together for almost 4 years.

To be honest, Taesan wasn’t over her; she was his first love and someone that made a very positive impact on his life.

But it looked like she was over him, not that he blamed her, but he would have expected her to be as broken as the boy was.

She was sitting on one of the coaches by the corner with four other people, he recognized three of them as her best friends but the other guy, that was too close to her by the way, was a stranger to him.

The black haired hoped that the girl hadn’t seen him, since he wasn’t prepared to face her just yet.

After what felt like hours, it’s was his time to order. He chose a hot chocolate, paid and waited by the counter, trying not to bring attention to himself.

Thankfully the barista didn’t take too long and before he knew it he was out of there. He released a relieved sigh and continued his way, until he felt someone calling his name.

Why God, why?, he whined on his head, shutting his eyes for a moment.

“Taesan?”

The boy sighted and turned around. “Y/n, hey.”

“How have you been?” She tried to make conversation; even if they hadn’t broken up in the best terms, the girl still cared about him and, to be honest, she missed him.

“Good, busy with work.”

“Oh, you have a comeback right around the corner, right?”

“Yeah, in a few weeks.” Taesan was surprised that she knew that, he supposed that she would have stopped listening to their music and paying attention to any news related to his group.

“Cool, hope it all goes smoothly.”

“Thanks, and you, what have you been doing?”

“Nothing much, business has been doing good.” Y/n had her own business, a cat café.

“You opened your café?” They would have always talked about it when they were together. It was just a dream back then when she worked a 9-5 job.

“Yeah! About 4 months ago. It’s actually that one.” She pointed to the place where the black haired ordered his drink.

“Oh, wow. That’s awesome, Y/nnie.” He looked at her with a smile. He knew how much she desired to run her own business. “I’m so happy for you.”

Just as he finished his sentence he realized he called her by her nickname, he cursed on his head.

“Thank you, Taesan. That means a lot.” She blushed a bit. “Well, I gotta get back. It was… nice catching up.”

The boy nodded. “It was, see you around.” There was a small smile on his lips.

“See you.”

Both of them released a breath that they didn’t know they were holding. Seeing each other really steered some feelings that had been there for months and helped with the weight they both carried on their shoulders. At least things were a little better than civil.

Taesan kept walking towards his company while Y/n returned to her establishment.

She walked towards the coach where her friends sat, taking her seat next to the guy with the long hair.

“Everything okay?” Wonbin asked looking at her.

She smiled. “Yeah, just saw an old friend.”

The boy nodded and placed his arm on her shoulders, going back to the conversation in front of him.

Y/N stayed silent, lost in thought.

What she had with Wonbin, her situationship, had a little over a month. She told him she was fresh out of a long term relationship and wasn’t really looking for another one, at least not in that moment. He understood and they just had been hanging out, getting to know each other more. It’s not like he was a stranger, he was a friend of a friend; their friend in common was Sohee, a boy Y/n had known practically all of her life, her childhood best friend, if you wanna label it.

He was a cool and attractive guy, she liked being with him. But she wasn’t really sure if she wanted something more with him, not after seeing her ex again.

Oh, love’s so complicated.

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Boynextdoor masterlist || Main masterlist

[bellysoupset]

Halloween Part 2 - Lucas

Halloween was Bella's favorite time of the year. She started shopping for it early, often buying things that she had no intent on using to "spook" people, but just as regular decor year around. So it was much to her pleasure when she got a text from Wendy asking if she could tag along the latest Halloween haul.

"Jon said what?" Bella asked, lazily pushing the stroller around wallmart and browsing through the spooky themed pillows.

"That I have to throw a Halloween party for Leo," Wendy repeated, hurrying up to catch up. This always happened whenever they went shopping together, Bella walked far too fast.

"Leo's birthday is in April," Bell frowned, then grabbed a pillow shaped like a pumpkin, throwing it inside the cart.

"It's not a birthday party, it's just... A costume party. He's upset that they don't get trick or treaters in their neighborhood."

"Okay, so Jon could throw a party, no?" Bella shrugged, continuing to walk, "it's not like they don't have the space. Way more than you do, to be honest."

"Leo can't know it's for him," Wendy rolled her eyes, "look, it's just Jon babying Leo. So are you gonna help me or not?"

"Sure, sure, no need to get harsh," Bella giggled, inspecting some cute mugs covered in skulls, "what do you need from me?"

"Well first off, to help me buy the decor-" Wendy dug through her purse, then raised a black credit card, "Jon's paying."

Bella let out a whistle, "alright, now we're talking!"

Wendy chuckled, putting the card back inside the purse, "and I need a band, you're the biggest music nerd I know... Can you get us a band?"

"What type of band?" Bella turned around, resting her back to the bar of the cart, "metal? Grunge?...Pop?" Her voice dripped with disdain at the last word and Wendy snorted at her unbiased reaction.

"Well, something people can actually dance to, Bella," Wen poked her side, "alternative rock?"

Bella wrinkled her nose in distaste, turning back around and starting to push the cart again, "let me think."

"Okay... Oh this is very cute," Wendy held up a plug-in lantern, with little ghosties drawn on the side. Bella agreed, barely paying attention now that she had been put on a mission.

Wen was right, she was a music nerd and participated enough in the local music scene to know bands...But an alternative rock band?

"Oh, I know that guy..." She mumbled, fishing her phone out of her jacket's pockets, "what's his name..."

Wendy raised her eyebrows, watching Bella go through her contacts list, with a laser focus, "that guy?"

"I only saw him play once..." she wasn't paying attention, "he had this long, super pretty hair..." Bella gestured to her own head, mimicking a long flowy hair, "he had a tattoo with his band's name... Something -shee..."

"Do you remember the name of the party you met him?" Wendy asked, pulling her own phone out. Bella thought about it for a second, before shaking her head.

"No, but I must have the post saved here..." she clicked around quickly, scrolling through multiple posts and then lighting up, turning her phone so Wendy could see the screen, "here!"

"On A High Note," Wendy read out loud, typing the name in her own instagram and going to the concert's page, "let's see... Cipher of Lies?"

"Nope," Bella circled her, so she could see the poster Wendy was reading the names from, "no, it ended with a shee..."

"Inferno Banshees?" Wendy guessed, clicking on the profile and then scrolling down. The main guy had long hair, like Bell had described, black with red tips.

"Yeah! That's him!" Bella pointed at the screen with such force that Wendy accidentally liked the post. She rolled her eyes, deleting the heart.

"And he's any good?"

"From what I remember, they were decent. Here, listen to this-" Bella scrolled up again, until they landed in a video post of the band performing. Wendy frowned, they were good, indeed. More than "decent", but she guessed Bell's ear was more nitty picky than hers.

"They're probably preeetty expensive to book," Wendy worried, as they moved further inside the candy aisle and she started to load up the cart. Bella let out a scoff.

"Don't worry about that," she fumbled with her own phone, checking the guy's name again in the insta bio, before switching to her texting app and Wendy squinted, noticing there was almost no text history there. Before she could say anything though, Bella was pressing the little mic icon, holding the phone close to her mouth.

"Hi Julian, it's Bells from the High Note party, do you remember me? I forgot my wallet in your room and we had lunch at the Pavillion?" she released the icon, sending the message and Wendy let out a huff.

"So he's an ex-hook up," she deduced and Bella's cheeks turned red as she shrugged.

"Don't look at me like that," she pouted, "you saw his hair!"

"I did," Wendy snorted, chuckling, "are you sure about this? I mean Luke-"

"Is a big boy and he knows I had hook ups while we were on break. Hell, I bet so did he-" she cringed at her own words and Wendy grimaced too. She doubted Lucas had slept around, "besides, that's not the point. We're married, he's an adult, he'll be fine."

"I guess," Wendy shrugged, agreeing, "but maybe tell him before hand-"

They were interrupted by Bella's phone buzzing with an income voice message and she smiled smugly, clicking on it. Julian's voice was deep from sleep, despite it being late in the afternoon, "oh hi ginger, you completely ghosted me, that wasn't nice," he said playfully, "what can I do for you, beautiful?"

"Beautiful," Wendy repeated in a mocking deep tone and Bella elbowed her side, bringing the phone back to her mouth.

"I might have a gig for you."

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Lucas was not feeling well. He was having a pretty shitty week - his supervisor for Poli Sci had asked him to rework the last 30 pages of his thesis, he had to hand in extra credit in one of his History classes if he wanted to graduate alongside his class and the team had flunked hard the most recent game. It didn't disqualify them, yet, but it made their odds pretty bad for the future.

So it had been already on a very shitty mood that he had gotten the news that the lead singer of the band that was going to play in Wendy's Halloween party, the one Luke knew damn well was more of a Wendy-and-Bella shenanigan, was Bell's ex-hook up.

He had already been sulking during lunch, jamming his fork in the food while Vin and Leo chatted, but he had practically sent his filet flying when Leo said "I don't think I'd be cool if it was Jon's ex playing tonight, that's all."

"Jon doesn't have any exes," Vince rolled his eyes, "you're the only lunatic willing to date him."

"You mean I'm the only lucky one to land him," Leo squinted at Vince and Lucas glared between his two best friends.

"Whatever are you talking about? Whose ex?"

"Bells, duh-" Leo's face suddenly turned red and he cringed, interrupting himself, "oh shit, you didn't know."

"Bella doesn't have exes," Luke rolled his eyes, ignoring the throbbing behind them. He dropped his fork back down, glancing up in time to catch Vince glaring at Leo, as if reprimanding him for speaking up, "what?"

"Nothing!" Leo squeaked, still red as a tomato, "so uhm, what's gonna be your costume tonight...?"

Luke let out a huff and turned to Vince, levelling him with one cold glare, "who said Bella's ex is playing tonight? Wendy?"

"I don't know anything," Vince shrugged, refusing to meet his eyes, "ask your wife."

"Jonah and I are gonna be matching," Leo continued to speak, attempting to change the subject. Lucas let out a scoff, turning his attention back to his plate.

If he was already thinking of ditching the party, his desire now all but doubled. A wish that was promptly squished when he arrived home five hours later and found Bella already hunched over the bathroom sink, doing her makeup while sporting just panties and a strapless bra.

"I thought you said you'd be home sooner today," Bella pouted, spreading grey body paint all over her face, "get in the shower, I still need to do your makeup."

"I don't wanna go," Lucas leaned on the bathroom door, crossing his arms to his chest and scowling. Bell raised an eyebrow and he realized she had painted them a dark brown, almost black.

"Why not?"

He shrugged, not quite managing to put into words the fact his head was throbbing and his humor was soured by the prospect of her ex being the lead singer and Bella not telling him.

"I just don't wanna go," he repeated and Bella rolled her eyes, grabbing the thin eyeliner and leaning in so close to the mirror she was almost touching it, drawing fake stitches on the side of her face.

"You can't be serious, you know it's my party as much as it's Wendy's," she said, squinting to her reflection as she focused on the drawing, "get in the shower."

"So it was your idea to hire your ex and not tell me?" Lucas blurted out and Bella was so surprised by his bitter line that she missed a line. She let out a frustrated groan, putting down the eyeliner.

"What are you talking about, Luke?"

"Your ex," he repeated, "the guys told me."

"You mean Vince told you," Bell rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, "I don't have exes, you know that, babe. It's just some dude I hooked up with, it's not impo-"

"Why didn't you tell me? It was fucking humiliating to realize Vince and Leo all knew about this before I did," Lucas glared at her and he knew his headache was exacerbating his temper. He wanted to shut up, but he also just really didn't want them to go to this damn party.

"Honestly I didn't think it was important and I kinda forgot," Bella's voice had an icy undertone, "it's literally just some dude, Lucas, c'mon. You're not the jealous type, what's up with you?"

He rubbed a hand over his face, "I don't know, I don't like you lying to me."

"Lying to you," she repeated, brows raised, unimpressed, "okay, I don't know what the fuck is going on, but there was no lying. Now, I've been looking forward to this party and you know it, so if you wanna sulk home over some random ass guy I hooked up with once, then be my guest. I'm going," Bella turned back around, once again starting her make up.

Luke snapped his mouth shut, rubbing his neck. He really didn't want to go anywhere, but the prospect of Bella going alone was even less appealing. It wasn't that he didn't trust her, he simply didn't want her there at all.

"Fucking hell," he grumbled, entering the bathroom and stripping his shirt. Bella didn't spare him a glance, but she did let out a pleased noise at getting her way, which only annoyed him more.

He was not gonna let her paint him like a clown, Luke decided, when he shut the shower off ten minutes later, the hot water having dulled the headache just a bit, but the quiet minutes only making him more annoyed.

Bella was now in their bedroom, putting on the stockings that were covered in fake stitches. Her hair was down now and Luke did a double take, noticing her curls were all gone, flat ironed away.

"Alright, your costume-"

"I'm not wearing a costume," he interrupted, grabbing a random array of black items in his closet and throwing them on the bed, "this is good enough."

Bella's eyes, decorated with purple eye shadow, scanned him up and down, "you cannot be acting this childishly over a hook up," she said slowly, "we are literally fucking married, Lucas, grow up."

"I'm already going to the stupid party, I'm not gonna dress like a clown too!" he rubbed at the side of his head as the throbbing started back again and Bell rolled her eyes at him.

"You can be such a dick when you want to," she said quietly, grabbing the patchwork dress that was stretched on the bed and putting it on, "I'm leaving in ten minutes, if you're not dressed, I'm going without you."

"And I'm the dick," Luke scoffed, slipping on the black track pants.

They didn't talk at all during the fifteen minutes long drive to Wendy's place. Twice Lucas opened his mouth to apologize, twice he snapped it shut when he noticed Bella with her arms crossed and glaring out of the window.

The party wasn't in her apartment, but in the last floor of her building, where there was a conventions ballroom. Lucas had to give it to both Wendy and Bella, they had done a spectacular job decorating. It was fancy and beautiful, Wendy's job, but still spooky, with a fog machine and bats glued to the windows. All Bella.

"Looks nice," he said, hoping it was apology enough, squinting at the blue and purple lights of the room. Bella let out a scoff, ignoring his compliment.

"Bell!" Wendy rushed to her, skipping from across the room. There were some people already inside, people Lucas did not recognize at all. Other med students, maybe?

Wendy was dressed in a green mini dress, with wings coming out of her back and Bella let out a giggle, "oh hello, Tinkerbell!" she teased, pulling the shorter woman into a half hearted hug, "you look great!"

"Not as great as you do!" Wendy smiled brightly, covered in glittery body paint, "It's from that Tim Burton movie, right?"

"Nightmare Before Christmas," Bella grinned, turning around to show off her outfit and Wendy nodded in approval, then turned to Luke and frowned.

"And you are... No, let me guess, Jaso-"

"Not in the mood," Lucas cut her off swiftly and Wendy raised her eyebrows, taken back by the curt manners.

"Alright, Debby Downer himself," she rolled her eyes at him and Luke was about to snap something he knew he was going to regret, but was luckily interrupted when someone wrapped an arm around Bella's waist and twirled her around, causing her to let out a squeal.

A man dressed like a vampire put her back on her feet, smiling at her, "give me your bloood," he said in a creepy voice and Bella chuckled, stumbling back on her feet.

Luke started to feel a steady, lancinating pain behind his right eye, "Isabella?"

"Hi, sorry-" she snapped her head, then gestured between them, "Lucian, this is Luke-"

"Her husband," Lucas interjected, forcefully, offering a hand and Lucian pouted at Bella.

"Uhm, it's Julian, beautiful," he said, squeezing Luke's hand, before doing a double take, "oh wait, husband?"

"Yes, beautiful," Lucas mocked and Wendy let out a snort, planting both hands on Bell's shoulders.

"Awkward... Anyway, bye guys, we have party stuff to figure out. Julian, I need you on that stage in twenty minutes. Where are the rest of your buddies?"

"Fuck me if I know, Tink," Julian shrugged, eyes glued to Bella, so Lucas squeezed his hand a little harder in his.

"Well, figure it out and get them on that stage," Wendy said, then proceeded to push Bella forward, mixing them with the small crowd of strangers and introducing her around.

Julian dropped Lucas' hand hastily, mumbling a "excuse me," and vanishing into the crowd too, although in the opposite direction.

"Great, just great," Luke sighed, walking towards the bar.

He was nursing a lukewarm drink and trying to ignore the painful pulsing behind both his eyes, when the microphone let out a feedback noise and then Julian's voice came in, "good night, everyone," he said, smiling, "we are the Inferno Banshees, let's rock this place."

"I fucking hate musicians," Luke whispered, chugging the rest of his drink and then flinching when the alcohol hit his stomach at the same time the band started to play and the noise made him feel like he had just been punched.

The drummer was going all in and Luke could feel every beat of the song. It didn't help that the lights were strobing now, flickering between red, blue and UV lights. He let out a loud groan and scanned the crowd in search of Bella.

More people had arrived, half the football team and a bunch of people Lucas hadn't ever seen. He squinted, tugging at the roots of his hair, the vague pain doing barely nothing to distract him from the migraine.

It took him a moment to find Bella, the lack of her signature curls making him completely miss her even when she was directly in his line of sight. She had her back pressed against a blonde girl's, whose long blonde hair was styled in a voluminous blow out, clad in a sequined jumper.

Vaguely he recognized her from somewhere, he just had no idea where. Luke stumbled forward, feeling dizzier the closer he got to the loud noise. It didn't feel like music was playing at all, but rather someone stabbing him right in the temple.

"Bell," he grabbed her wrist and she looked up, blue eyes sparkling for a second, a tentative smile springing up. She thought he was going to apologize? No way.

"I'm leaving, I'm not feeling well!" he yelled over the music and Bella frowned, getting on her tip toes, not hearing him.

"What!?"

"I said I'm going home!" Lucas repeated and she frowned, pulling back.

"It's not even been an hour!" Bella yelled, just as Julian started a guitar riff and the lights all flickered red, "at least try to have some fun-"

His stomach churned, the lights throwing him for a spin. Lucas rubbed a hand angrily over his face and shook his head, "stay, I don't give a crap," he scoffed, even though he did give a crap. He really didn't want to go home alone, not when his head hurt this much, not when the singer on stage kept looking at his girl like she was his next meal.

Bella's frown deepened, "you're acting like a teenager," she said calmly, leaning in and not bothering to raise her voice, so he had to really strain his ears to hear, "I'm not leaving."

"Suit yourself," Lucas groaned, turning around and stumbling over his feet. It was getting difficult to make out which way was up and his stomach was making known just how done it was with this whole night.

He wasn't gonna make it to the bathroom, Luke realized quickly. Instead, he made a detour to the balcony area of the party, stumbling towards the railing, only to slam against someone.

His stomach jumped to his throat and as Vince exclaimed "Hey, don't run me over!" Lucas let out a sick belch and bent in half, bracing against his knees and throwing up on the space between them. He missed Vin's black boots by a couple inches, the man jumping back.

"Jesus, Luke!" Vince exclaimed, circling him and it was a good thing he did, because Lucas swayed forward and only his best friend grabbing him by the arm stopped him from face planting the puddle of sick.

"What the hell did you drink?" Vince asked, thumping his back and Lucas let out a whimper, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

"Nothing... Migraine," he groaned, closing his eyes and leaning against Vin's side. The other man let out an unhappy noise.

"Can you sit here for a second? I'm gonna get Bella-"

"No," Luke reached out blindly, squeezing Vince's coat. He blinked, trying to situate himself. Vin was dressed as Captain Hook, with eyeliner and all, "I don't want Bell."

Dark eyes measured him up and down and Vince let out a huff, "you two are fighting over the stupid fella? This is ridiculous..."

"Can you just drive me home?" Luke sighed, leaning in and planting his forehead to Vince's shoulder. At least he managed to conceal the lights, but that did very little to his raging migraine. Lucas knew he had only a couple more minutes sounding coherent in him and he was too proud, he really didn't want Bella now.

"She's going to tear me to shreds," Vince groaned, but then tugged on Luke's hoodie, looping one of his arms around his neck, "okay, keep your head down."

He could've cried from relief at the change of tone in Vin's voice. Luke buried his face on his best friend's shoulder and allowed him to be steered around, feet stumbling over each other, Vince's arm around his waist the only thing keeping him from keeling over.

They stumbled outside the party area and Lucas muffled a sob, swallowing against the persistent nausea, "m'hday"

"What?"

"M-head..." he groaned, pressing his forehead with more force against Vince's chest, feeling the impatient vibrations of the other man tapping his foot as they waited for the elevator, "grends"

"Green?"

"Nuuh-" he squeezed his eyes, "grenade."

"Oh," Vince let out a sigh, a hand coming to shield Luke's exposed ear, further muffling the noise, "you'll be lying down soon..."

Lucas let out a heavy sigh through his nose, gulping down the bitter spit pooling in his mouth. He was starting to feel detached from his body, head too heavy to lift it up even when the elevator stopped on their floor and Vince shuffled inside, stumbling a little with his weight.

"Mgonuke..." Lucas whined, daring to open his eyes and staring at Vin's black leather boots, "sry..."

"What?" Vince pulled back and good thing he did, because Lucas gagged again, unable to stop the mess. A dribble of bitter, watery vomit fell on the space between them and Vin let out a scoff, "are you hell bent on fucking up my boots, dude?"

"Sorry..." Luke groaned, swaying on his spot, "I'm- I'm sorry-"

"I'm joking," Vince pulled him back in, wrapping both his arms around him, mess on the ground be damned, the fact that he knew everyone in this building be damned. His best friend was hurting. Lucas sank into the hug, muffling a sob against his shoulder and Vin bit down his lip, praying the elevator came to a stop sooner.

As soon as it stopped, Luke undid Vince's hold on him, staggering forward and collapsing down with a heave.

"Luke!"

A retch answered him, followed by a whimper and more sobs. Vince closed the small distance between them, crouching down next to his friend and rubbing his back in a reassuring manner, "hey, breathe, man..." he whispered softly, supporting Luke's forehead with a hand, "take a deep breath for me."

Instead of breathing in, Lucas fell back on his heels, ass meeting the cement of the parking lot and then he slammed his fists to his forehead, causing Vince to let out a surprised gasp.

"Luke, don't do that!" he whisper-yelled, rushing to grab Lucas' wrists before he could try punching himself again, "this isn't gonna help, bud."

"Hurtsssss," Lucas cried, eyes bloodshot and his nose all congested.

"I know, I know, c'mere-" Vince grabbed his arm, pulling Luke up, "Uhm- Ah fuck... Okay, do you have your keys?" he didn't expect to get an answer and he didn't. Vin let out a heavy sigh, shoving his hand in his friend's pockets and praying he had his car keys with him, otherwise things would be tricky.

His bike was parked next to Wen's pink car, but her car keys were upstairs in her own apartment and well, he didn't feel like leaving Luke...

"HA!" Vince let out a victorious shout when he managed to fish out Luke's keys from his hoodie' front pocket, only to make the other man whimper and curl on himself, "sorry, sorry, sorry!"

He carefully maneuvered them around, getting to Lucas' green car and forcing him on the passenger seat. No sooner he had shut the door, he rushed to the driver's side and got in just as Luke was once again thumping his head, hard, against the window.

"Luke, you're going to give yourself a concussion on top of the migraine," Vince berated him lightly, pulling him away from the door, "close your eyes."

"I feel sick," Lucas answered instead of obeying, not bothering to muffle a sick belch, "Vince..."

"Shhh, eyes closed, c'mon," Vince pressed his hand over his best friend's eyes and felt him lean forward with more force, "deep breaths."

"It's like I got fucking shot in the head," Lucas slurred, before a new heaving fit caused his tears to start back up. Vince flinched in sympathy.

"I really think I should go get Bell-"

"Nuhhgh..." Lucas mumbled, bracing against the dashboard, "no, fuck no. Let her be with the fucking vampire."

"You are an idiot," Vince sighed, starting the car and keeping a hand on Luke's nape, "lean back, you'll just make it worse."

It took him a second, but then Lucas' obeyed, leaning back with a sigh, eyes squeezed shut. He wiped the tears off his face, sniffling again, "thanks, Vin."

"Don't thank me, I still haven't decided if I'm not just gonna drive you to a hospital."

TBC

[a-finnish-janitor]

Fuck it, one big post of all of my initial thoughts on The Lake House!

One is, Estevez is pretty =3

Love how we are going back to disappeared scientists who only show up in recordings and videos, these two are quite the pair.

As mentioned before, the atmosphere is top notch. And the sound design? The repeating, ominous music coupled with the noises of the truly creepy new enemies is fantastic, I've been into the Silent Hill 2 remake and its giving those same vibes.

And! We now know how much outside agents know about what is going on in the Oldest House, and that is jack shit! But this is very interesting, and I wonder if it will tie into the second Control game.

Like, is that the Hiss they are detecting? And what on earth kind of field can they detect from the Oldest House from however far away? Interesting stuff.

And now for some fun stuff. Like the mini power cores, they are so cute!

Don't need launch to pick up one of these. Also, Emily mention! Also, nice way to tie into the new weapons in FBC Firebreak!

And a funny thing happened while playing. Going through the wrong overlap, and the second time you come across the painting. Going down the hall, I say out loud "you again". And as I walk, barely 5 seconds later

Also I thought I had grabbed a screenshot, but I'm preeetty darn sure that the manuscript page you find talking about Ed Booker getting grabbed is probably the FBC taking him, you find a quickly made file on both him and Tammy. I hope he is ok. Although, given the state of the Lake House, maybe not.

[caviiday]

Get infodumped, Punk; In An Immortal's Despair, the characters who are gods are:

Sun - Xander

Stars - David

Love - Whit (tomatoes are thrown at me)

Health - Arturo

War - Levi

Time - Eden

Sleep - Rose

Knowledge - Min

Beast - Nico (God of animals-- beast was the only name i could think of)

Music - Hu

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The others are:

Teruko (Human/Immortal)

Charles (Human/Mortal)

Ace (Cervitaur*)

Veronika (Human/Witch)

J (Harpy)

Arei (Siren)

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*deer centaur

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I can see a scene like this happening at some point, as well, if i were to expand on the story even more;

Love kicked his legs as he stared at Time. She had looked rather down the past few days, but it was nothing he couldn't fix-- he handled everything when it came to emotions. Humans knew him as Love, as did most other gods, for that is what he specialized in-- But hatred, sorrow, and joy were all also feelings he handled.

"Sooooo... Clocky, Tick-tock," He tried both nicknames on his tongue with a hum of dissatisfaction. No, no, neither would do. "What's been on your miiind? You know you can tell me, my mouth is shut tight!"

Time looked over at him with pursed lips and sunken eyes. She knew she could tell him, she knew he wouldn't spill a word, but it hurt to think about. She kept following the human she adored, in hopes her affection would eventually be shared, but it never was. It made her heart ache.

When the goddess did not respond, Love stretched his arms out above his head and let out a soft groan. "Welp! Not gonna force you. New question! Think you can make someone immortal for me? See, there's this cute little human! Wants sooo hard to be a warlock or something... Not sure I can help with that magic-stuff, but I do like him a lot."

Many words came to her mouth at his words, but none of them slipped from her lips. Some words sounded like what may be said by Teruko, her beloved curse-bearer, which made her tear up and sigh. Hopefully it will pass, she thought sorrowfully as she stared at Love.

He just kept talking about the mortal, describing the features he had and describing the way he talked. She did not interrupt at all, but if the mortal was anything like Teruko... Oh, she worried she'd make another mistake.

"Sooo... Hmm... Well, i'll also ask him if he wants to be immortall... But think about it, alright? Preeetty please?" Love flashed Time a pleading pout, as well as what looked to be his attempt at puppy-dog eyes.

In turn, she just snickered into the side of her fist and waved her other hand in dismissal. "Fine, fine! I'll think about it."

bRAINWAVES HOLY SHIT, I'm so jealous of you I wish I could write as good as u.....

I wanted to make a panel for this but I got lazy :( have this

(I'll maybe draw my designs for them)

I really really like how you emphasized that Eden was scared to gift any mortal with immortality because of what happened with Teruko. immortality was the ultimate gift you could ever get from her, yet Teruko treated it as a curse, a hex. She didn't want this, she didn't want this.

No matter how much Time follows Teruko, she will always run, like she always does.

"what do you even see in me?"

"Everything."

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I really want to draw designs for ur fic... It's so good I swear, I'll try to once I have a little more free time......

Siren Arei harassing Harpy j every time she goes to the sea to catch some fish, I should draw this someday....

[magnusohdivinity]

Hi ! So, I'm preeetty sure I'm deity kin, but I don't think I was worshiped or known of, at least not in this planet. Is that possible? To be a god not to be worshipped? One that should stay hidden?

Also, may I get advice for new divinekin? I've just recently started questioning deity kin.

Thank you!

yes or course you can be a God who was not worshipped, to be hidden. Being a deity kin has no rules at most.

Now, tips, yeesh, there’s a lot!

• Don’t worry too much on spending. You don’t need to run your wallet dry to be more connected to your kin. All tips I see is “buy this buy that!”

• Listen to music that makes you feel like your kin, music definitely helps connect me to my kin.

• Draw yourself, you don’t need to be an amazing artist, just draw yourself, your true self! It’s really helping me and might help others.

• If you like makeup, you can practice on yourself! It doesn’t need to be glittery gold, use the colours that represent you and your kin!

• Meditate, take time for yourself, connect.

[jaxfromthatcircus]

☾ Sleeping habits

↪ Internet browsing activities

:3

★Sleeping habits★

Jax while sleeping is... Something. First of all, he needs at least two pillows, one for the head and one for hugging with both arms and legs, and there's never such a thing as "too much blankets". He's kind of a hoarder, that might be a problem... On the good side! He makes really good nests using all those blankets, so it's quite a comfy bed! Just get ready for not leaving the bed for the whole night if you ever substitute his pillow in cuddling time, cause he's not gonna let you go and you're not waking him up, he's a preeetty heavy sleeper...

★Internet browsing activities★

Oh you would like to know that, wouldn't you?

When Jax first got acess to those computer hiding around the circus, of course that there was way too much to see at once! Taking suggestions from his fans about games and websites, but the first thing that really caught his eye was music! He would spend hours ok end just listening and finding new music and might be seen and well heard today singing out loud following along the songs in his earbuds. He even found out fans make playlists for him!

Most of his time on computer is spend here, on Tumblr or listening to music! Tho he found some really interesting sites... That... He would prefer no never come back again. Looking at you, anon who suggested him to look up what R34 is. 👁👁

Not to mention that he frequently visits Reddit and Steam! Found a lot of cool games in there, and frequently bothers Caine to buy him some games. His favorite ones became COD Modern Warfare II and Minecraft.

[himbothemboswagger]

ROUND THREE

Why should you vote Kiwi/Bard?

"Look at them! Has there ever been a single thought in their head besides love?"

"this dumbass literally saved the goddamn world with the power of friendship and music and then afterwards snork-doremifaso'd their night away. also they're probably the least known person here vote kiwi bard NOW"

"Kiwi DESERVES this win, they’ve been canonically proven to show the utmost amounts of acceptance and having a WHOLE LOT OF DANCING, HOW can you beat that?! GIVE THIS BARD A W!!!!!"

Why should you vote Wall-E?

"HES SO CUTE I LOVE HIM DEARLY MY BABY MAN LESS GOOO!! He is really nice, considerate, loves to collect random objects, and staged a coup against an evil, corrupt ai overlord. Preeetty fucking awesome methinks."

"Silly goofy nonbinary robot who just wants to save the planet. what’s more to want in a guy?"

"Wall-E"

[tanoraqui]

Celechwes Fixes the Noldor: The Musical! Playlist!

(Spotify link)

(DETAILED NOTES ON AO3)

Why yes, it is fully 27% Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron soundtrack, why do you ask? It's also 10% Taylor Swift. 30 songs, ~100 minutes all the way through, songs arranged in order of story beat!

[joesalw]

But if Antonoff feels as if he has changed, it remains to be seen whether the popular view of him will adapt in turn. Swifties have already seized upon the track list for the new album, reading Hey Joe as a paean to Swift’s recent ex, the British actor Joe Alwyn. “There’s a community of people that will be preeetty disappointed when they find out it’s a meditation on my father and his friends walking the Ho Chi Minh trail in their 60s,” he says, smiling.

https://www.theguardian.com/music/2023/nov/24/criticism-doesnt-keep-me-up-at-night-superproducer-jack-antonoff-on-his-haters-and-taylor-swifts-greatness

🤭 🤭

no joe, no clout it seems 🤔

[etoile-gracieuse]

im so sorry yall im regressing into all sorts of old obsessions these days.

just saw a post talking abt why dex (and jack at one point) from check please would be banned from aux at parties (im not reblogging bc it is from 2020 and i dont want to argue with anyone i just want to explain why im right LMAO) and all of the reasons they gave were. What. i had a haus of my own, only for a significantly larger team (track not hockey), and i know my experience is not universal and there's definitely someone out there who Also had a team and a team house w big parties that disagrees w everything i say etc etc but like. it is so odd to see people's ideas abt how that goes when it's the complete opposite of my experience

me rambling abt expectations vs reality for music at parties hosted by doofus athletes for doofus athletes below the cut with a short aside about how canon's housing is deeply confusing to me

it's not just party music assumptions that confuse me, it's on all sorts of levels, like the haus being their only team related off campus space. we had... 11?? off campus houses?? and even if you narrow it down to just houses w mens distance runners in it (approx the same number of people as umich's hockey team rosters) then we had 5 houses plus underclassmen in dorms. like the math is not mathing if there's just the 3 bedroom plus attic haus. what 21/22 year old is choosing to live in a traditional dorm. there's just no way your options as an upperclassman are "be lucky enough to be one of Maybe 6 that can squeeze in if several people share rooms" or "live in dorms. hopefully you get a single" when theoretically they should be averaging like 6.5 people per class year. not the point, a gripe i have w canon really anyways, whatever.

but the collective sense of what goes for party music... i get that the canon era is like 2013 to 2018 or so but like i have met some of our class of 2018 alumni. and i feel preeetty confident in saying the below was also true then.

'he would play come on eileen [and get banned]' - im sorry but that was played at LEAST once per party at my athlete frat house, how is that an aux-bannable offense

"they would be like 'we want party music not sea shanties'" - shipping up to boston is a Thing (capital T deserved). and rattlin bog. do you know how many drinks i have finished while listening to/playing rattlin bog. that is a classic drinking game (i double checked to make sure this wasnt invented like right before i hit college or smthn and found a tweet referencing it from 2014). also we did actually several sea shanties at a st pattys party (our aux guy did have to be bullied into it. worth it) though i would not say that that one's a universal experience.

"this absolute ding dong [jack] says 'i like carrie underwood' and is never asked for his input again" - you're telling me you haven't gotten down in a house full of stolen signs that is falling apart at the seams to before he cheats???? i have watched 22 year old 6'7" men stand on tables and truly Perform their hearts out to this song and you're telling me that holster wouldn't pull that shit?

"plays country and gets banned" - see: before he cheats. but also our most popular party theme (aside from disco i think) was farm party. we had hay bales and apple bobbing. our number of international harvester streams hit double digits before midnight. i did not go to college in the south, or in the middle of nowhere, or any of that. even city kids like to get drunk in overalls and cowboy hats singing about farmers' daughters sometimes

"he just plays dad rock" - i think once again people underestimate how hard college kids go for shit like that when theyre drunk. i have watched people pole dance around a basement support beam to billy joel and bruce springsteen before (admittedly not super frequently but also often enough that i think i have 2-3 videos of it happening). ok actually im looking at a dad rock list and. what do you mean people havent danced to queen at parties. or the killers? or the fratellis? no chelsea dagger or henrietta? no american pie at 2am when youre so tired you can hardly keep your eyes open but youre leaning on your friends and swaying enough to call it dancing so it's ok?? no the boys are back in town???

[cupids-chamber]

Hullo, tis me ヾ(＠＾▽＾＠)ﾉ

I wanna request for the Cupids Match! Event (◜௰◝) Thearyn's the name btw. For personality, it can change from time-to-time but for the most part im laid-back, almost to a fault actually. (Just think of me as that dog that sits on a chair as his house proceeds to burn down) but when the time comes, i'll gladly demolish the burgerking nextdoor if ever they give my buddy pickles when he asked for none. (Thru legal loopholes of course!)

My hobbies are drawing and reading (preeetty mundane) i also dabble into games and writing every once and a while. My dislikes are homeworks, having an existential crisis, entitled people, headmaster birbman-- and so-and-so. My likes are adventure games, fantasy books and listening to music. Last i checked, i am an Infp.

I got both chaotic and true neutral several times after playing multiple dnd alignment quizzes and i am confused whether or not i should be proud to be a monster-fucker (sorry if this is too lengthy)

Feel free to delete if you dont like this. Rememver to stay hydrated and rest up! Don't wear yourself out 'kay Cupid? (Your harem will do it for you

★~(◡﹏◕✿) ) For you 💐❤

YOU'VE GOT A MATCH ! ! Sorry for the late reply, thank you for the reminder! ALSO THIS WAS WHEN I HAD A HAREM wodeo (I still do/j)

SILVER! Someone who grows to enjoy your laid back yet chaotic nature, would probably save any art you give him, if you do! Is your #1 helper with homework, though he’ll try his best to make you think of the answer to questions, and help you out when preparing for exams. 

Dates with him include netflix and chill, picnics, and game nights! Though he only plays a few handful of games, so you’d have to show him around, then again his father has probably already tried getting him into certain games.

[arcadian-vampire]

Hey btw if anyone wanted to theoretically download music from Spotify, you could use this website

It'd be preeetty easy. Takes a couple clicks for each song, but it'd be worth it. You could even ask me questions if you needed help

[cartoonrival]

why does spotify suck sooo bad at identifying music genres. preeetty sure ho99o9 is not garage rock