#the soup is so fucking warm and smooth and nostalgic?

[vaathnaos]

HEHEHEHEH >:)

I shall give you fluff first!

“What The Fuck?”

“What the fuck?” Legend scoffed, staring down at the piece of clothing infront of him that was rudely shoved into his lap. “How did you fuckin manage this?”

“Language.” The old man grunted from across the room, causing Legend to roll his eyes.

Blowing a strand of hair from his eyes -rather ineffective considering his hairstyle but whatever- he looks back up to the now very guilty looking sailor. The kid wasnt one who stood down or shied away but…in that moment, Legend really saw him for how young he was- just a kid who made a mistake. A big one, but a mistake nonetheless.

Digging his heel into the worn boards of the ship, Wind grimaced at the floor as if it was to blame.

“Dunno…” He mumbles, causing Legend to raise an unamused look to the boy who only squirms under the gaze.

Looking back down, Legend cant help but cringe at the rather large gash ripped into the knight’s sail cloth. He wasn’t sure where the older hero was but…he was happy it wasn’t here. Running a hand through his hair, Legend sighs knowing how protective the man was over the item which is likely why the little sh– sailor came to him in a panic with said item.

“Hes gonna kill ya,” Legend huffs, tossing the fabric onto the table.

“I knowww!” The teen whines in defeat, slumping against the older teen’s back, causing him to tense- something Wind either ignored or didnt notice. “But you can fix it right? I saw you fix the sail!”

Resisting the urge to shove the kid off, Legend huffed as he stared at the ripped fabric. “A sail is different, no one is finna care if it lookin ugly…but this? This is like his most important possession- well other than the sword…maybe.”

A grunt escapes the man as the teen shakes his shoulders with another whine of defeat. He was half tempted to just push the kid off the bench but as his eyes but a sudden chill runs down his back. Slowly, looking up, the older teen meets the eyes (well eye) of a certain ex- general with a glare that screams ‘dont even think about it.’ Huffing, Legend pouts as he snaps his gaze back down, he swears that the old man plays favourites.

But…

Looking over to the pouting, guilty looking teen, Legend can see the great regret behind his large eyes. The kid didnt show that often, but he can see it now…Ah shit- those look like tears.

“Fine fine.” Legend snatched the cloth back, sending a glare over to Wind. “But you better go distract his ass, cause if I get caught doing this i'm blaming it on you.”

Legend totally wasnt fighting off a smile as Wind eyes lit up, or when he felt Wind tightly hug him before jumping up from the shared bend with a wide smile and a new determination.

“You got it!”

And just like that, he was gone.

Sighing, Legend stares down at the fabric with a grimace, wondering how he was gonna find a way to fix this seamlessly…Before a chuckle pulls him from his thoughts. Looking up, his grimace deepens as he sees Time shaking his head as he polished a dagger, meeting his gaze with a knowing look.

…Maybe he wasnt the only one playing favourites…

“What the fuck.”

This is the cutest thing in the WORLD!

I CAN’T EXPRESS HOW MUCH THIS MEANS TO ME… you did this??!? For me!!?

TRIPPY !! IMMA PRINT THIS AND STARE AT IT FOR EVER.

(Also i need to draw some of it. I NEED TO)

[randombtsprincessa]

Achilles Heart || Prologue

It had started with rain.

You stared out the smooth glass windows. Raindrops pattered down against the surface, softened by the acoustics of the restaurant. You watched the water clinging to the surface in idle fascination, mindlessly urging one drop to win its race against another.

He was late.

You glanced at the watch on your wrist, making sure that it wasn’t an hour yet. You had an unspoken rule that if he was unable to make it within an hour of the scheduled time, you were free to do what you wanted – be it eating without him, getting take out so you could eat together if you met at home or to just call a friend.

To this day, he had only been late twice; both times you had gotten food to share with him in your home.

You glanced at the time again, the back of your neck prickling as you felt the gaze of the waiting staff.

Even as the minute hand inched forward, the door chimed open and you instinctively knew that he was here.

You looked up with the beginnings of a smile as your boyfriend leant in, smelling of soft lavenders and pressed a greeting to your lips.

“Hi,” you sighed against his mouth, eyelids fluttering and felt him move away, flopping into his own seat. “Hey,” he replied, undoing the thick scarf under his hood and taking off his jacket.

He was only just slightly wet, meaning he must’ve driven or have one of his managers drop him off.

Jungkook looked you over, doe eyes wide and a small twinge of apprehension went through you, incomprehensible and quick.

He raised a finger, calling for attention from a waiter who hurried over to finally take your table’s orders.

“The usual?” you asked him first and he shrugged, eyes roving quickly over the menu before he was snapping it shut, handing it to the man. “The usual: one fried chicken bucket, with fries and cola, the in-house burgers and a pot of Kimchi soup for me and noodle broth for her.” He ordered.

“Right away sir,”

You glanced up at the slow tone of the waiter to see him eyeing Jungkook in interest before catching your eye and flushing, hurriedly walking away.

“You have a fan, baby.” You smirked.

Jungkook glanced in the direction the waiter had left in before chuckling. “You meet some along the way. I’m glad he didn’t make a scene, though.”

“We can trust the staff here. They’ve always been discreet.” You rubbed your hands together, warming them under the table.

“Not to mention, the generous, more that 15% tip we leave.” Jungkook pointed out.

You laughed, and he followed, warmth passing through your booth even in the chilly atmosphere.

“I’m glad you made it today.” You told him and he stopped laughing, giving you a fond look.

“I will never stand you up if I can help it, Beautiful. I had to talk to you anyway.” He said, taking a moment to unfurl his napkin. His tone had dropped an inch at the end, the look in his eyes now furtive, his actions slow.

“Is it a new song?” you teased and he shot you an eye roll.

“No, actually, it’s about my image.” He said.

You paused, your mind blanking as to why his image was something he needed to discuss with you on Date Night.

“I…ok, what’s wrong?” you asked.

Jungkook looked down before connecting his hands on the surface of the table. It was awfully business-like of him and he was definitely ignoring your gaze.

“Namjoon and Bang PD had a meeting today about the idea I present to the public of me.” He said, speaking slowly, as if he wanted you to be clear of what he was saying.

“Apparently, I appear…too taken to the public. I am unavailable to my fans in a way other celebrities aren’t. They are single but unattainable and that gets the people going while I just make people wonder if I have a special someone tucked away. In the past year, questions about my relationship status have increased by double.”

He continued to talk about the statistics Bang PD had spewed and the solutions Namjoon had offered but your mind had turned to static, filtering out keywords into a glaring spotlight.

Past year…meaning the year you and Jungkook had officiated your relationship.

Single celebrities…people wondering about his special someone…that was you…what was so wrong about that…

“Are you,” Jungkook stopped when you interrupted before stopping.

“Are you saying you want to break up with me? You want to be single so you can appear available but unattainable to your fans?” you asked slowly.

Your voice had turned breathy and you willed yourself to not cry. You wouldn’t cry. There was nothing to cry about right now. He didn’t mean it like that, you told yourself.

Jungkook hesitated and that was even worse, setting a slow fire under your heart. He wanted to break up with you…on Date Night…one that he was late to.

Is this why he had been late? Had he been wondering how he was going to break it off with you?

“I don’t want to, baby. I love you, so fucking damn much. I just…they are fans, Y/N. They don’t understand, you know that better than anyone.”

He paused when your food arrived, the waiters efficiently serving the both of you while you stared at your soon-to-be ex.

Was that all? He loved you but fans were more important? Two years down the drain while he moved on to a model or an idol and you remained behind to read about it, picking up shards of your heart in nostalgic grief?

You remembered Jungkook warning you about dating him would bring secrecy, caution, uncertainty and insecurity to your life and you had dealt with it. You had bravely hitched on a smile at his disappearances, cried tears of hate at your body when he was perfect, cursed your job and his to the deepest pits of hell because of the limelight it brought you. All because Jungkook had seemed to care, he had put in effort as well, probably more than you had to, to maintain and keep your relationship afloat. Then why was he so agreeable to throwing it away?

You watched Jungkook slowly begin to eat, as if he wanted to lengthen the time you had together…your last date. He swallowed his food and you watched his throat work easily, as if it was easy for him to not choke up at the thought of splintering your heart?

When did he become this heartless?

It was then that you panicked. Hands under the table gripped to the fabric of your top, twisting it in numb fingers.

You couldn’t lose him.

Your breathing had turned shallow and all you could see was an empty side of your bed, untouched and cold.

It would kill you.

It never struck you that maybe you already had, but at the moment all you wanted was to know that Jungkook’s presence would never leave you. You couldn’t live with the alternative.

“What if we didn’t have to break up?” you asked your voice urgent and low.

Jungkook looked at you, eyes still wide and surprised at your intensity.

“Baby, I told you…I don’t want to. Maybe, one day when the world has moved on…”

“You don’t have to stay committed to me. We will be single but still together.” You continued, not letting him finish.

Jungkook paused, hand hovering over his plate. The chopsticks in his hand never so much as slipped.

“You mean…like an open relationship?”

The lift in his voice, the glint in his eyes ripped you apart. No, it gnawed at your heart, chewing at it with savagely slow bites. He was happy about this. He was ok with being free from you. What did he need from you anyway? You didn’t have anything left to offer him that you hadn’t already. He’d be free to find something new.

Maybe he would find something new somewhere else permanently but you shook yourself of the thoughts.

Right now all that mattered was Jungkook was yours – or whatever part that still remained with you.

“Yes,” you whispered, proud to say that your voice didn’t shake.

Jungkook reached for your hand. “Thank you babe, this will make everything so much easier.” He squeezed your hand in the way that he does to reassure you and you watched him return to his food, eating with more gusto than before, his concerns fading.

Your eyes returned to the drops of rain still clinging to the glass.

The view outside was obscure.

A/N: How is it? Did you like it? Should I continue?

[futilism-blog]

music that is nice goin in and out my ear canals - it’s good kid

more shit i liked throughout 2017. mostly new stuff?

slowdive "star roving": i love slowdive but it's kinda funny how the drums n stuff sound so... similar to everything going on right now. kinda meh. in a production sense. the middle of the title track where it's just squiggly synths, voice, and guitar is amazing. agree with some guy on youtube saying this weirdly sounds like their early stuff. pygmalion is my favorite though and i hope there's some stuff akin to that coming up!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!?

slowdive "so tired" i'm listening to this now because that track reminded me that slowdive is so good, thanks slowdive

slowdive "dagger" i love you slowdive

chavez - the cockfighters: was excited for this because i am a BIG FAN. "memorize this face" is one of my favorite songs. i gotta listen to this more maybe. "the bully boys" has cool guitar interplay but it also sounds like something on the clerks soundtrack. which is a good and bad thing? sounds like something "the boys put together for the heck of it".

exit someone - dry your eyes: haha they tagged it as soft pop. welcome to the singularity techfuture. it's now. it's real. basically this is real pleasant sounding steely dan chords and smooth jazz saxophone done pretty straightforward. i'm having an amazing fantasy imagining the target audience for this but hell. i like it. "rhythmically the TR-505 drum machine is featured exclusively as an exercise of reiterating patterns to highlight the storytelling" is an amazing way to say that programming drums is tedious. i'm a fan but i'm not sure if i played this at a party whether people would jive with it or if it'd be like a "what are you playing this for" kinda reaction. joan of arc - he's got the whole shitty annoying wordplay that's really long: i like repetition and songs that start with the line "oh fuck off" so i like this. and that's basically this entire album. bleep bloops and loops. they take a beat, a line, and some bleeps and repeat it with all these little things going on over it. scool. uniform - wake in fright: some snarling brit guy over noisy industrial stuff. neat. they're from new york? wha? but the man - he sounds like a brit. their bandcamp namedrops big black and slayer and that's funny because you guessed it, those were the two things i thought of. pretty fucking cool. i feel some confusion is sex sometimes too -- and not just in this album understand me. i feel like i'm gonna listen to this a lot this year and not just in this album understand? baxter stockman "male talent": cool n clangy. howling mad sounding man hollerin all over the place over this drum beat that basically gallops the whole damn time. reminds me of watching wheels spin. pretty cool but iono. i really want another twin stumps so bad. doon kanda - heart: saaaaaaaaaaaay! i haven't listened to something from hyperdub in so long. this guy's favorite song by the evens must be "warble factor!!" because there sure are a lot of "warbly" synths going on here!!!!!!! very ... 'classical' sounding chord progressions that makes this feel kind of symphonic and dramatic but nostalgic. LIKE ANIME. the last track is real spooky and glitchy and seems to indicate the next step this guy's gonna take. and i'm pretty stoked on it. the dude’s visual art is also so so good. the xx - on hold: it's kinda cool sometimes? it's really pretty, relaxed, and disjointed with the cut up samples popping up here and there. and other times it sounds like something that would play during the dramatic parts of an ep of CSI. haven't listened to the xx in so long but didn't they used to be WHISPER QUIET with guitar stuff..? iono. not my favorite but not awful. jesus & mary chain "amputation" single: i love the album darklands so much. heck, i even play stoned & dethroned all the time. that's a lazy day jam kinda thing. and now the JAMC is back baby!!!! they've got an album cover that looks like alphabet soup!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! whoa. so this song has a chill lil drum machine thing going on and a kind of fuzzy guitar that's nice. AND falsetto "ooohs". what's not to like? probably the fact that it's no great shakes and not terribly interesting. not bad though. something i can see playing at a record store that i could tune out. william basinski - a shadow in time: love it. i'm too big of an idiot to be able to eloquently describe how "real" and "authentic" music "sounds" that isn't stupid pop or noise. but aside from my BIG FANDOM of everything basinski does, this one is an engaging listen start to finish. would recommend to a newcomer. one of my favorite sounds is an orchestra warming up and this kind of has the same feeling to it - like it's standing on the edge of something bigger. continually shifts from really warm and sentimental to ominous and disquieting. kind of mirrors how i feel about death which is fitting considering that i think about death all the time. code orange - forever: i feel like people hated this album WAY MORE than they really did, but it's far from my favorite thing they've done. i'm always biased towards bands trying new approaches and making the sounds more of their own thing and this is definitely that kinda deal. it's so over the top and when i heard "THIS IS REAL NOW MOTHERFUCKER" i got a really big smile that was only like 9% irony so i guess ultimately i liked this album. something i can appreciate even if it's not something i'll be going back to much. obasquiat - #moebius: you guys like free jazz!?!?!?! I DO. the track "vanikoro" alone pushed me in to 'love' territory. super spacey and enveloping building up into complete chaos. some mind bending shit on here. reminds me of the pop group if you took a pop group song and stretched it out until all of its ligaments and musculature was ripped apart and spaced out (even more so?). gets weirdly metal in a way at times that i dig, but not as much as i dig the last track being some weird bossa thing out of nowhere. stabscotch - uncanny valley: jesus fucking christ. this is all over the fucking place. i guess i will call it post punk but there's dub, metal, surf, noise, and a bunch of other insane shit happening on this. plus i like that the vocalist has a real 'normal guy' voice so it's kind of funny when he's hollerin or shrieking shit. lots familiar about this but the sum is something i've never heard before. amazing. i like that the overall mood vocally is pissed off throughout too. something that i'll listen to a lot but maybe not all at once. really removed from a reference point like stretchheads or something, which makes a pretty disorienting first listen. will be hard to top this as the most original thing i’ve heard all year. pseudonym - pack of lies: laughed after the first track started playing because this immediately followed my listen of that stabscotch album. really lovely but samey pop music that is a joy to listen to ultimately. even if the album goes on a little too long. makes me feel the same way velocity girl makes me feel. that's a good ass feel. jim o'rourke - steamroom 31: same deal trying to describe this that i have with basinski. jim o'rourke is one of my favorite guitarists/musicians ever, and the sole (soul?) reason why sonic youth got even more amazing. SYR3 ftw. this is a drone album that carefully changes moods throughout in a way that's extremely affecting. builds to a pretty glorious noise barrage that makes its presence felt throughout the rest of the album.

ok thassall for now. peace.