#you know he listens to linkin park

[heycupcake]

Yo new Linkin Park song dropped will it withstand the Master's vibe check-

[askchilchuck]

Rip Chilchuck Tims, you would of loved the Beatles

We have beetles here too, you know. Also, quit telling people I’m dead.

[harbingersecho]

the original blues ig (if church + tex were human)??

[oh-cramity-its-amity]

sometimes i think about that moment of dana talking about the cast's music taste and it makes me quite disappointed because i feel she got it completely wrong and missed the potential of what hunter would listen to. sorry but linkin park feels so basic??? hunter feels like he would like obscure shit. AND AS SOMEONE WHO LISTENS TO METAL LIKE BROO i have like opinions. also WHAT do you mean luz listens to kpop. i completely fucking disagree sorry. j-rock is more like it if anything or indie pop/rock. it does not fit with her at all. kpop feels to mainstream?? and besides she likes anime right? dont you think shed want to listen to anime openings and like all sorts of things having to do with the culture. j-rock fucks. i dont listen to MUCH of it because i havent found much but like she doesnt seem like shed listen to that dana why would you say that :(. ive been constructing her taste in my mind for YEARS and you say the wrong thing. BOO. hottest take ever and you arent cooking. your burning it.

[variuss-petals]

WAIT THAT'S MY COMMENT, WHAT

HOW DID I FIND OUT THROUGH TUMBLR

[maopll]

HSR HEADCANNONS

Dr. Ratio has a cupboard dedicated to all kinds of plushies, ranging from rubber ducks to merchandise of even Owlbert. Obviously, his most favourite and cherishable one is a handcrafted plush made from the softest is of...yours.

General Jing Yuan has a coat made from a lions mane. White hue akin the moonlight. He whispered to you "It is my most prized possession and...a very memorable one. Keep it for me in my stead"

Robin is actually a metal fan in case you didn't know. She has a series of dvds of Metallica, Black Sabbath, Linkin Park and many more. Oh and don't forget those gothic clothes that she is only willing to show to you.

Kafka composes pieces for you during the days she is feeling down or angry. This is just the way she pours her heart out. Perhaps you'd be willing to listen to her masterpieces.

Dan Heng has an album made up of all the moments spent in different regions, silly pictured of the whole Astral Express family, landscape photography, and yours in a certain corner solely for him and only him.

Blade being the girl dad he is, he always sends a portion of his allowances to Silver Wolf, Firefly and you. You all know it but you guys would rather keep it down. "We got more money for our next party night !!"

Sunday enjoys homecooked foods more than those of the fancy restaurants. The way you cook the steak has easily made its way to one of his all-time favourites. He enjoys cooking with you and for you.

Boothill has a tattered wallet about a few years old with torn leather and patches that he clumsily patched himself. Inside are two pictures. One of you and one of his late daughter. It had always been his dream to give his daughter another parent whom she'll have the most fun with. But sometimes dreams can stay as dreams.

guess who's back !

[gh0stsp1d3r]

Luke with a fem s/o who’s a numetalist and is crazy good at the electric guitar? I think that would be pretty cool. I think he’d either hate or love numetal music lol

ℬℯ𝓈𝓉 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇ℯ 𝒾𝓈

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

Warnings- readers a daughter of ares since it fits I think, she has the biggest soft spot for Luke tho, don’t stay was one of my favorite riffs when I was in a band sooooo I added it

You sat on your bed, nodding your head to the chords you played. The music reverberated around your cabin, siblings used to it and others outside were annoyed.

No matter how many times Mr.D told you to turn it down or stop playing, you never did.

Luke casually walked in, and no one batted an eye. He always visited you, he always was with you.

The bell then rung for breakfast, they all scattered out. Except for you. You continued to play, until you were finished. Then you looked at him with a smile. He was at the edge of your bed, listening to you play with a small smile on his face at how focused you were.

“Hey, baby.” He mumbled when you greeted him with a kiss, he sat down on the edge of your bed.

“Hi. I missed you.” You sat down next to him, putting your guitar softly onto the floor.

“Missed you too.” He cupped your face, giving you a much more passionate kiss, he prodded him tongue into your mouth.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the cabin door, you left his lips with a sigh and told him to get down, already knowing who it was by the angry knock. None of the Ares kids knocked, so it obviously wasn’t them.

“Hey, Mr. D.” You opened it up, being met with an annoyed face.

“You woke me up at…” he looked down at his watch. “6, AM!”

“I know.” You rolled your eyes at the man. “At least it’s the sound of my music waking you up and nothing else. You should be thankful.” You joked, already knowing he would be seething with anger at your words.

“Wake me up one more fu-“

“I think what Mr. Dionysus is trying to say is to tune it down a bit. We want you to be as comfortable as possible at camp, but everyone else needs rest.” Chiron interrupted from behind him.

And while you could argue with Dionysus all day, you didn’t have the heart to argue with Chiron.

You nodded, but knew damn well it wasn’t happening. Then you slammed the door in Dionysus’s face, making him scoff and leave, even more annoyed than he was when he came.

“Jesus I need a drink.” You mumbled, Luke chuckled as you grabbed your guitar, sitting down with your legs crossed on the bed again.

He sat down on a ledge, not too far from the bed. He watched you intently as you turned down your volume.

Then you had a riff in mind, you tuned it to drop B, and began to play Linkin parks ‘don’t stay’

He watched in awe, at how your fingers moved and how you played so focused. He’s seen you play before, but he loved it every time. You called him your number one supporter, which made him nod along every time.

He was always amazed at how you played, and honestly, he found it to be the hottest thing in the world.

Once you finished, you put it back on its stand to spend more time with Luke.

He practically tackled you onto your back, head touching the pillows as he laid on top of you. You smiled at him as you got more comfortable, he rearranged himself to where he was laying on your chest and you messed with his hair.

“Mm. How are you so good?” He asked.

“I’m not that good. But thank you. Lots and lots of practice, I guess.”

“Well, I think you’re the best there is.”

[meowkn]

i just started playing RE2 since it was on sale and it’s so stressful. i need baby leon hcs pretty please 🫦

Re2 Leon Kennedy Hcs!

A/n: OH MY GOD. I’m so jealous rn, I wish I had re2. I love Leon Kennedy so much and I’m so open to doing more Leon Kennedy/ RE hcs and such. Also I hope the game has gotten easier for you LMAO.

─ִ━━ ꯭ ───ׂ─ִ─ ͜͡✿͜͡ ─ִ──ׂ── ꯭ ━━ִ─

- Re2 Leon who makes awful puns and tells even worse dad jokes while in the middle of a serious situation and when you don’t laugh he’ll go, “Well, the crowd seems to be quiet tonight”.

- “Hey, where ya going?” Anytime you take a single step away from him.

- Re2 Leon who can’t cook to save his life, he can’t even properly heat up a can of soup.

- Re2 Leon who trusts you to do nothing by yourself, oh, you want to explore something? No,no,no you have to wait for him. He’d rather you be annoyed with him than risk your safety

- Re2 Leon who purposely sneaks up on you just to see you jump.

- Re2 Leon who let’s you fall asleep on his shoulder while he keeps guard and makes sure nothing happens or comes to hurt you.

- Re2 Leon who hates when you act all independent and tough, especially when he’s trying to help you. “I know you can do it by yourself, but let me help you. Just relax, okay?”

- Re2 Leon who’s unbelievably clumsy.

- Re2 Leon who is the biggest dork ever, the dorkiest of all the dorks.

- Re2 Leon who is always on the back of your heels, following you around anywhere.

- Re2 Leon who outside of missions is so tender and gentle, he’s the most attentive and caring guy in the world

- Since Leon can’t drive, or shouldn’t be trusted to drive he’s such a passenger princess and he always gets the aux.

- Carrying on from the previous one, Re2 Leon listens to smooth jazz or linkin park, no in between.

- Re2 Leon who always smells sweet, in a way, like wind on a summer night but also extremely masculine like leather, since he’s always sweating his natural odor would shine through.

- He’s such a sweetheart.

[littlexdeaths]

bye bye bye - e.m.

y2k eddie munson x girly reader

opposites attract masterlist

warnings: gareth is a dickhead, hope y’all like some cheesy fluff, eddie is a complete dork but we love him for it.

a/n: this is a repost of my first y2k eddie fic, with some much needed edits and additions. i will be working on editing and posting the rest of this series soon. i hope you enjoy 💕

word count: 1.5k

Today really hadn’t gone how you’d planned.

You had been hanging out with Eddie and his band mates, something you’d done quite often. Only this time you made the mistake of wearing your *NSYNC tour shirt.

It wasn’t a secret that you and Eddie had polar opposite tastes, it was apparent by just looking at you. You were all pink, bubblegum and boy bands. And your boyfriend was a leather clad, heavy metal enthusiast.

Despite these differences, you fit so well together.

And as they say— opposites attract.

But one of his friends was always more standoffish towards you because of it. While you were always nice to Gareth, he seemed annoyed anytime Eddie brought you around. But today that annoyance had seemingly reached its peak.

And all over a stupid t-shirt.

Eddie had gone to get you both a drink, leaving you in the living room with the three other males. They were discussing the newest Linkin Park album. Which oddly enough, was a band you actually enjoyed outside your normal realm of music.

You perked up at the mention of the album, as it had been the only thing Eddie had been playing since it was released. Feeling eager to see what they also thought of it.

“Oh come on man, you can't say Meteora is better than Hybrid Theory,” Jeff scoffs, shaking his head in response to Gareth’s admission as Eddie leaves the room.

The male rolls his eyes before tossing a piece of popcorn at Jeff’s head, “See that’s where you’re wrong dude, have you tried listening to the albums back to back?”

You take this as an opportunity to add in your two cents, trying to include yourself in the conversation despite your nerves.

“Well, personally I think both albums are great in their own—”

You are interrupted with a loud snort as Gareth rudely cuts you off, glancing down at your shirt before meeting your eyes.

“Why would we care about your opinion of it? All you listen to is boy band trash pop,” he sneers, rolling his eyes as he turns back to his friends.

It felt like someone had punched you in the gut, any other words became lodged in your throat. Jeff and Grant throw apologetic glances your way, but continue on with the conversation as if nothing had happened.

Eddie returns shortly after, completely oblivious to what had just transpired. He plops down next to you on the sofa and passes you a can of coke. Due to your solemn appearance, he knew something was wrong. He just didn’t know what.

A frown tugs at the corner of his mouth as he wraps an arm around your waist, tucking you into his side.

“Hey, you okay?” He asks softly, replying with a shrug of your shoulders.

You let your eyes fall to the open can of soda clutched in your fist. You didn’t want to talk about it, especially not in front of them. The last thing you wanted was to cause a scene, or to give Gareth the satisfaction of seeing you cry.

So you sat quietly through the next half hour, letting Eddie enjoy the time with his friends.

But he couldn’t seem to let it go, far too focused on what had caused this sudden shift in your mood. So he ended the hangout early, claiming to be too tired from work. But all of you knew the real reason, guilt filled your chest as he walked you out to his van.

They must think you’re a buzzkill too.

The questions started the moment the door shut behind him, badgering you the entire way back to your house. You easily dodged his line of questioning, claiming to be tired. But Eddie wasn’t having any of that, he could see right through you. He always could.

“Baby, come on. Talk to me please,” he pleaded as he followed you up the stairs to your bedroom.

You continued to ignore him as you sat on the bed with a sigh. You felt embarrassed, knowing such a silly comment shouldn’t bother you as much as it did. All you wanted was for his friends to like you, but it was made abundantly clear that they didn’t.

All because you favored pop music? It all felt so trivial, like they weren’t even willing to give you a real chance. It hurt your feelings more than you cared to admit.

But Eddie being the sweet, doting boyfriend that he was— wasn’t giving up that easily.

“Just tell me what happened, sweetheart.” He says, kneeling in front of you, palms resting on either side of your thighs.

“It’s stupid,” you mutter, avoiding his curious gaze.

“Nothing that upset you this much is stupid,” he counters as you let out a groan, dramatically falling back onto the mattress and covering your face.

You hear his exasperated sigh, feeling the weight of his chest against yours as he leans over you. Eddie carefully removes your hands from your face, looking down at you expectantly.

“Your friends don’t like me,” you utter softly.

He frowns, confusion settling on his features.

“Why do you say that?”

You sigh, rolling your eyes which causes his frown to deepen.

“Well, just look at me…” you trail off, gesturing to yourself. “And look at you.”

It’s his turn to sigh now, taking your hands as he guides you back into a sitting position. Eddie cups your cheeks in between his palms, leaning forward to press a kiss to your forehead.

“I know what you’re insinuating, but I promise that’s the furthest thing from the truth.” He reassures you, his dark eyes utterly sincere.

And as much as you want to believe him, there’s still a small part of you that wonders if maybe they are right. Maybe you’re too different. He must be able to read the apprehension lingering on your features, as one of determination crosses over his.

“I don’t know what they said to make you think that,” he pauses to press a kiss to the tip of your nose. “But I won’t hesitate to kick some ass, sweetheart.”

Despite the teasing lithe in his voice you know he’s serious, quickly shaking your head. The last thing you’d want is to cause more beef with his friends.

“It’s fine, Eds, I’m just too sensitive.” You give him a quick peck on the lips, “Let’s just drop it, yeah?”

You pull away to scoot further up the mattress, patting the spot beside you. But he shakes his head, remaining on the floor for a moment. His eyes dart contemplatively around the room, stopping on the shelf that held your extension CD collection.

A Cheshire-like grin tugs at his lips as he moves towards it, balancing on the balls of his feet. Your brows knit together in confusion as his ringed fingers graze over the plastic spines, stopping once he finds what he was looking for. Eddie pops the disc out of its case and into the clunky boombox before pressing play.

The beginning chords of Bye Bye Bye fill the once quiet space of your bedroom. Your boyfriend quickly jumps to his feet, spinning around to face you. He plants his feet on the carpet, head falling forward as his hands raise up in a marionette style.

Your eyes widen in realization as you crawl back towards the edge of your bed, suddenly intrigued. Eddie shoots a wink your way once he meets your gaze, beginning to sing along. His voice stood out amongst the others, the raspy quality brought a new edge to the track.

But he didn’t stop there.

You watched in amazement as he nailed all the choreography from the music video. You had no idea when he found the time to study all the moves. Between classes, work, hellfire and band practice he barely had time to think.

But knowing he took the time to do this, specifically for you— made your stomach flutter.

You can’t stop the smile from lighting up your features, giggling as your boyfriend continues to serenade you.

“I don’t want to be your fool, in this game for two…”

Eddie drops to his knees at your feet again, coaxing you onto the floor with him. He presses feather light kisses all over your face, the sensation causes you to giggle more. As hurt as you had been, the male always knew how to make you forget your problems.

At least for a little while.

“That’s my girl,” he mumbled, grinning down at you.

He’s a little out of breath from his impromptu dance routine, bangs lightly sticking to his forehead.

“You’re an absolute dork, Ed,” you giggle, ruffling his curls in a playful manner.

But the way he’s looking at you has your heart racing. His head dips, capturing your lips in a gentle kiss as the song comes to an end.

“Now, admit it,” he chuckles against your mouth, nudging his nose with yours. “I’m a much better dancer than that Dustin Timberlake.”

You laugh loudly, fondly shaking your head at him.

“It’s Justin, baby…”

[dsireland86]

The death of Liam Payne (not sure if many know who he is. If not, look him up), I'm reminded about so many things. Just like Chester Bennington, Liam struggled with mental health issues such as depression and severe anxiety. It is assumed at this point that Liam killed himself.

What does all of this have to do with Bad Omens? Well, Noah took a much needed break from touring over the summer and the band had to cancel countless shows abroad due to his mental health. People WERE NOT very nice about it. I saw many comments on here alone that seriously broke my heart.

Mental health is a HUGE deal. If you are blessed enough to not have to deal with it, I'm genuinely very happy for you. But if you are one of us who have to deal with the reality of living with this type of demon, then you understand the struggle.

I'm so thankful Noah made the choices he made over the summer. I'm so thankful that he took his needs seriously. He gave himself time to fight and overcome a hard moment that he was honest enough to admit he was struggling with.

Bad Omens has helped me with my own awful struggle with sever anxiety, depression and adhd. Just like Linkin Park, they have my heart. They are a beacon in a sea of constant uncertainty and anxiety that help ground me back to reality through their music. It's healing, it's therapy, it's happiness.

If you or anyone you know deals with it... love them. Appreciate them. Help them in the best way you can. Every little thing helps when you're at rock bottom .

The more I listen to "Just Pretend" I really feel like that is the message behind it:

Someone who is trying to reach out and help another (someone they love deeply) through their struggle, but can't. They can't because the other won't let them.

If you're struggling and someone wants to help, please let them. You matter. You're life is important. You're loved. No matter what the voices in your head are telling you.

[selfcarecap]

tag game 🎆

I’ve made a few new friends since I’ve started writing for Logan that I don’t know that well yet and I haven’t done a tag game in so long so I compiled my own from a few other ones I saw <3

last song you listened to: probably The Emptiness Machine by Linkin Park although I’ve got So Lonely by the Police stuck in my head rn so maybe that

silver or gold jewellery? silver if I have to choose one forever, but I also wear gold sometimes

do you have any tattoos? yess I have three, two on my arms and one on my leg :) also considering getting Dogpool as a LPS tattooed next 🤭

piercings? three nose piercings (one on each side and a septum bc i’m gay) and normal earlobe ones

currently reading or favourite book? i just finished Boy Parts (unfortunately disliked most of it btw, 2/5 ⭐️) and I’m either gonna read Rouge next or Are You My Mother?

a hobby you would like to try? Maybe making zines/collages? I had to make a zine for uni last semester and I loved it so much and I’m always collecting pics for collages (that I never end up using🙃) anyway

coffee or tea? Teaaa, I like green tea, chamomile tea, peppermint tea

favourite video game? Animal Crossing (ig New Horizons but I loved some of the previous ones too) or Sims 3 (although I’ve only played Sims 4 since it came out lol buuuut)

star sign? ♐️ (sagittarius with scorpio moon and taurus rising, not that I really know what that means tbh)

who is your hear me out? I feel like mine don’t qualify as hear me outs on tumblr lmao but Charles Dance/Tywin Lannister (hear me out bc he’s old ig) & Venom

tags (no pressure & feel free to ignore entirely or adjust some questions, and if anyone else wants to do this just say I tagged you <3)(some of you are not new mutuals but obviously i’m still tagging you💖) @t-lostinworlds @simplykenni @theprettyarachnid @ethanhoewke @eloquentlytired @cocoamoonmalfoy @birdstreesandhoneybees @thinkinonsense @aniqua @slushycoookie @devotion @silkscream @logansbaby (i hope all of these are mutuals anyway🫣 if not then ignore me lmao) also if you tag other people and you tag loads please consider making your own post shsksgkl <3 also tagging any of my anons if they want to do this 🫶🏼

[lakesbian]

if you think about it. it's really funny in a fucked up tragic way that aisha told taylor brian went to go live in a cabin. like she really lost everything. she really lost everything and just hit the Fuck It point in life. like sure, i'll tell taylor that, fuck it. she really looked taylor straight in the eye and straightfacedly went "Yes. My brother, Brian, is still alive. He went to live on a nice farm upstate. He has lots of fresh grass to run around in. They feed him every day. He has all the punching bags he could ever punch for when he's feeling angsty and emotionally repressed. He gets to fill out taxes and apply for mortgages on a regular basis as enrichment. They let him listen to his Linkin Park CDs as loud as he wants. He even has his sad rebound girlfriend with him. He's free and happy on the farm upstate." it's like taylor's pet hamster got ran over by a car but nobody wanted to tell taylor because if she found out she would go stand in front of a moving car herself except instead of a hamster it's brian. and instead of a moving car it's jesus. and taylor BOUGHT it. she BOUGHT it. she really thought her hamster didn't get squished. she thinks her hamster is off playing board games in a fucking cabin. taylor really sees aisha going [clenches fist] i hope this fucking sucks for scion. because of when my bro... (stops bc she realizes taylor is right there and doesn't know jesus threw the sun at brian) and taylor's still like. Ah yes, when he got Bonesawed :) I'm sure you're not bringing him up in response to seeing jesus for any particular reason! He's happy and free upstate :). it's SO fucking...😭 taylor brian and aisha man. Man.

[cookiescribble]

Promised Me The Sky, Tossed Me Like A Stone

A/N: It’s been a bit since I’ve posted on this blog so uhh here ya go! I was listening to In Pieces by Linkin Park and got inspired. That song is about Gale’s feelings toward Mystra, I stg (I’m joking but it screams “I was tossed aside by my goddess lover” to me with some of those lyrics). Enjoy tho!- Mod Ghost

Summary: Stargazing and philosophizing with the rizzard known as Gale Dekarios of Waterdeep

Pairing: Gale Dekarios x GN!Tav

“…may I speak with you about something that’s been on my mind recently?” Gale began, breaking the silence between the two of you as you lay together in the grass to stare up at the starry expanse of night with intertwined hands.

“Yes, darling?” You replied, turning to lay on your side so you could look at him instead of the inky blackness above the two of you. He was much more interesting than some blips a few trillion miles into space.

“I’ve been wondering…why didn’t you take the chance to be with Halsin? When he asked you to?” he spoke in a soft tone, one you’d never heard from him before.

“I’m…not sure what you mean. It’s exactly as I told you then, I’d rather be with you. You’re the one I love.” You mimic the cadence of his voice, empathizing with the pain he was clearly feeling somewhere deep within him as you gently stroke your fingers through his hair.

“Why? He’s much more of a man than I, and could prove that to you any day,” He chuckled, but there was no mirth to his expression. It felt cold. Flat. As if he was simply trying to lighten your mood as well as his own.

You felt your heart clench with an aching despair as you took in his question, moving to sit up as you continued to hold his gaze. Even if he wouldn’t tear his eyes away from what was ahead of him.

“Gale…look at me.” You whisper tenderly, taking hold of his chin between your thumb and forefinger to turn his face toward your own in order to urge him further, “You are the one I love, the one I adore, even. Not Halsin, not Astarion, not Karlach…you, and I will continue to tell you the very same even after the day you finally are able to feel that. To know that I would give anything just to see your smile, to hear your laughter. Alright?”

The wizard simply lay there, in stunned awe, for a moment. As if he just didn’t understand that someone could love him so readily, so deeply. It startled him but he was warming up to the idea, letting himself welcome it. How could you find him so alluring anyway? He’s just…

Gale.

He’s just some wizard, a man that spent most of his life with his nose pressed into one book or another. Mystra’s discarded guard dog. If he wasn’t good enough for a goddess of all people, how could he even possibly begin to deserve love from you? The being closest to perfection that he’d ever encountered, let alone been with. The one who makes him forget his goddess, makes it tolerable to live again without her and brightens all the colors of the world just by being there. You were his everything and more, but he’s been so used to giving his all to Mystra only for her to give him scraps in return that weren’t even fully his.

To her, he was one of many. A mere drop in a plentiful ocean of lovers, to the point where it didn’t matter that he was her chosen. When she’d initially picked him, brought him into her good graces, he thought that might change things. Gale quickly learned that wasn’t to be the case, because to her, he was nothing but a mediocre experience at best. She had been what his entire existence was devoted to, and he’d been working to correct that. To slowly detach himself from all the threads that she had sewn into his soul. You make that easier for him, though, by treating him with such gentle care that he was only just now starting to truly believe he deserved.

“…Gale, honey, please…? Say something?” you insist, inching closer and adjusting to hold his face with both of your hands, “It’s quite rare that I’ve ever heard you be silent.” you continue with a tease, trying to summon some kind of reaction from your wizard.

He merely chuckled once more at first, before he spoke, “You…astound me. I have never in my life felt so out of my depth. I’d have plenty of reason to believe you were a siren if we were at sea, showing me my greatest desires as if it were as easy as breathing. Or even a god yourself, but that simply isn’t the case. None of the gods I’ve ever tangled with have shown close to half of the divinity you possess. I truly feel that you were sent from the heavens, but it has taken some doing to realize that it was specifically for me. I love you, too, with all of my heart and soul.” his voice came in almost a whisper, the wind carrying it gently from him to you.

It was more relieving than any balm sold by the best healers in the realm to hear him say that. You smiled, tugging him closer and laying your head on his chest while his hand settled on your lower back. Staring upwards while you lay in his embrace, the vast blanket of stars above you seemed much less daunting now, knowing that whatever was ahead would be conquered with Gale. Getting this far in your adventures together had been treacherous, but it felt effortless at his side. You now realize that it was love that fueled you, that urged you on all this time. To see this through with hopefully a bright future on the other side.

It’s what Gale, as well as you, had more than earned.

No matter what it cost you, it was what you were more than willing to give to him.

“Have you ever thought about killing Mystra?” your voice tore through the silence, almost startling him before he spoke himself,

“What?”

“What? She’s done nothing but–”

“You wish to kill the goddess of magic for…what, for me?”

“Why do you say that as if it’s so ridiculous?”

“Because it’s the goddess of magic!”

“I’m well aware of that–”

“We are not killing the goddess of magic. I use magic entirely too much for that.”

You can’t help but laugh at that, “and that’s the only reason?”

“I’ve long since stopped from trying to tell you that killing is wrong, my love.”

“How very clever of you.”

That ended the lighthearted threatening of Mystra’s life, at least for now, and left the two of you in silence to stargaze until you fell asleep where you lay, a few miles away from camp and wrapped in each other’s arms.

[ckret2]

i’m admittedly obsessed with music/have music as a special interest so this question has been on my mind for quite some time now - if Bill (from your goldilocks fanfic) were to listen to any music, or have any particular music taste, what would it be? Any particular songs in mind that he likes? ( <—totally not looking for more/new songs to listen to hahahahaha…sweats)

half of me thinks he’d like 40s/50’s/60’s music (thanks to the vera lynn reference in the fic, but also bc he sings it in-show), but the other half of me wants him to like musicals (heathers, in particular) - i can’t explain why lol

alternatively, if you’ve answered smth like this already, i’d love to know what songs you enjoy/listen to!

Have a post about his tastes and a hideous-sounding playlist! And it even held up in the face of TBOB.

The only difference in my headcanons is that I said the peak of his his tastes centers on the 60s and I subsequently found an interview where Alex confirms Bill's tastes do indeed range from about 40s~60s; but I just got out of another fandom where everyone headcanoned a character is into 40s music ranging into the 50s and I'm pretty burnt out on The Most Popular 40s Jazz That Everybody And Their Grandma Knows so I still personally prefer to focus on the 50s for him lmao.

In fic he makes a reference to a band called Mysterious Mo's Average Joes; I imagine them as an in universe equivalent to Question Mark & the Mysterians, except more obscure.

Specific to my headcanoned music tastes of Bill from my fic rather than just Bill in general: coming in his tastes are all the same, but hanging around Mabel has given him an expanded palate for boy band music and kids music, although on the boy band front he prefers dance-y songs over ballad-y songs and on the kids music front he has to steer through a minefield of cheaply-produced 80s cartoons that use synthesized music to save cost on an orchestra.

So far, nothing else has happened to change his tastes.

Although eventually Robbie's introducing him to emo.

I listen to too much music for the question "what songs do you listen to," it's like asking "what words do you use" lmao, lemme look at my recent activity. Lately I've been getting into She Hates Emotion and the new albums by Zeal & Ardor and Fleshgod Apocalypse; I've been slacking in my metal education on learning the difference between black metal and death metal (I usually focus on symphonic metal & neighboring genres) so I'm looping back to the basics to learn more there; big fan of Saltatio Mortis's new album; I've been listening to the deeper cuts & newer material of mainstream early 00s alt rock & nu metal bands (Shinedown, Stone Sour, Staind) to see what I've been missing out on beyond their radio hits; and in general the past few months I've been trawling through playlists of classic 80s goth, dark wave, synth pop, & aggrotech to expand my library there. Very excited for the new Linkin Park lineup, love their new vocalist so far and it's heartening to see them releasing new material. Not so excited by the new Nightwish album, it has the nightwish sound but not the spark. This isn't even an accurate representation of my full musical tastes, I've just been really into metal recently. Current favorite bands of the last few years are Alt-J and Ghost. I listed some of my favorite albums on this post. It's too bad you can't just link your Spotify liked songs without sticking them all in a separate playlist—oh hold on I have a songs I can sing playlist, it's perpetually incomplete on top of being 3-4 years out of date but it's a starting point.

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Ok so the 'Cross listening to Linkin Park' thing was a joke but also the line: "I know you were just like me with someone disappointed in you" Hits extremely hard if you think of the one he's singing about as X-Gaster, having Chara and Frisk be disappointed in him. For failing to make them good world, a world they'd be happy in. Where Cross sees X-Gaster as a disappointed authority figure, X-Gaster also has people disappointed in him, people he swore to protect and give a good life to.

It's not the same type of disappointment really Both are due to failing to meet expectations but the expectations put on cross were unfair (needing to be a perfect creation) and on X-Gaster they were more something he owed than anything (not turning into madman obsessed with perfection to the point where he hurt and abused the people he swore to give a good life to)

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Thoughts on Emo Pim guys?

Also you guys should totally listen to LINKIN PARK, they’re soooooo underground 🤭

I KNOW HIS MOUTH LOOKS WEIRD IM SORRY I DID THIS IN PEN I CANT ERASE IT ☹️ he’s so fugly it’s a shame I love him sm