#honey bea smith

[omegabenaeart]

AAAAA YOU LIKE CHARTHUR? Omg that’s so amazing I literally couldn’t love your art more

They love each other ❤️

Also, bonus baby shenanigans

#answer #meg's art #rdr2 #red dead redemption 2 #traditional art #charles smith #arthur morgan #charthur #rdr2 oc #honey bea smith #just look at them <3 #they make good dads #damn honey i let you have 2 dads??? #i didn't mean to make this a charthur au #but here i am now #dad charles #dad arthur #you're both dads now

[silanb]

@omegabenaeart and their Dad Charles au inspired me to revive my Charthur baby au so here we are!

And of course I had to draw Bea as well!

Song is Little Honeybee by Anne-Marie Choon.

#dobes draws #my art #red dead redemption 2 #rdr2 #fanart #Charles smith #arthur morgan #Charthur #au #how else do I tag this uuuuhhhhhh #omegabean ily and ur art #Honey Bea Smith #Eliza Morgan-Smith #she’s meant to look like both of them so do with that information what you will

[bealovesmarauders]

hii honey <33 could i get a

🧜🏻‍♀️mermaid - send me a description of yourself (personality-wise, hobbies, favorite things, physical characteristics, or all of the above, whatever you’re most comfy with!) and i’ll ship you with someone :) pls include gender preference and fandom!!

for either gilmore girls or the dead poets society please? omg im so excited to see who u ship me with!! 🤍 im bisexual/bicurious with a male preference x

my name is eva rose (although u already know that lmao). i'm a ravenclaw and an enfp <33 im a sagittarius in vedic astrology and a capricorn with a libra moon in western

i'm 5''3 with auburn curly hair and a pretty petite hourglass figure. i have freckles pretty much all year round - but only on my cheeks and the tip of my nose. my eyes are blue but look green in certain lighting. ever since i was abt 5 or 6 ive always wanted to get a couple of tattoos but im not old enough yet 😭

i would describe myself as observant, fun, genuine, intuitive and witty. i like to get to know people & ask them questions, im pretty open personally. how much i talk changes massively depending on my mood although i do end up rambling about nothing once i get invested in the conversation lol. i like talking about philosophy and politics and talking about stupid imaginary scenarios with my friends lol

i can be quite anxious & insecure sometimes, but i just need someone to talk to & then i'll be ok. i cry a lot, just because i need to let my emotions out <3 despite all this, i think i'm pretty confident.

i've been described as jo march & lizzie bennett & i agree, but i also think im a bit like meg tbh.

i feel most at home during autumn & during starry nights - i always glance up at the moon & take notice of its phases. <3 i like adventures and old cities - but at the end of the day i prefer being at home. i love art galleries, classic fiction, (fave poet is yeats although i i haven't actually read much poetry lol), astronomy, late night conversations, biking and listening to music - i like the beatles, fleetwood mac, abba, david bowie and the smiths

i love it when a person feels like home to me <3 i'm also a massive hopeless romantic and my love languages are quality time & physical touch

tysm bea :))

hi lovely<33 i ship you with tristan dugray!

he probably has a little nickname for you (and he'll play it off, but whenever you call him 'pretty boy' or something he just melts). he's pretty cheeky so the teasing might get a bit out of hand sometimes. i think he'd be so so interested in talking politics and philosophy with you!! i like to think that tristan's actually really academically smart (and lowkey a ravenclaw like you but chilton screams ravenclaw so maybe im projecting here), he just doesn't use his potential. but i think you could give him a little nudge in the right direction- the art gallery dates and the fact that he's constantly looking over your shoulder at your books helps.

tristan loves making out. like i cannot express enough how much he adores it. so the physical touch love language plays out really well- i think he struggles a bit more with quality time cause he uses a sort of mischevious persona some of the time to hide his genuine qualities. but you'd probably develop some banter, you'd ask him questions and he'd answer (whether he's a good liar or not is up to you), and thats how you'd grow close. he'd also carry your poetry books everywhere and he'd be really sad if your moon phases didnt fit together (like the tiktok trend lmao).

also just the entirety of gilmore girls is so autumn so right away, assuming you lived in stars hollow, tristan would pretend to hate all the autumn events but he'd secretly love them (he probably got lots of attention from ms patty).

idk if you'll like this or not but i genuinely think tristan's a good guy, albeit one with bad boundaries (but he's also like really rich so it kinda makes sense). i really wish rory had gotten a chance to date him in the show tbh, he had so much potential.

#eva rose<3 #ily #tristan dugray #gilmore girls #bea's celly #moots <3

[oabf45]

Absolutely nobody asked for this, but here is a list of songs I think each character would sing if Heartstopper was like Glee.

I posted this on Twitter too (@/LockeJefferies)

Heartstopper Glee

Charlie Spring:

-God Must Hate Me (Catie Turner)

- 1 step forward, 3 steps back (Olivia Rodrigo)

- The Way You Don't Look At Me (Demi Lovato)

- Here's Your Perfect (Jamie Miller)

- Set Me Free (Joshua Bassett)

- Secret Love Song, Pt 2 (Little Mix)

- Love Me More (Sam Smith)

- Not My Ex (Jessie J)

- Your Love's Like (Sabrina Carpenter)

- POV (Ariana Grande)

Nick Nelson:

- Boyfriend (Dove Cameron)

- Like I Can (Sam Smith)

- Can I Be Him (James Arthur)

- Electric Love (BØRNS)

- Less of a Man (Zack Abel)

- Bound to You (Christina Aguilera)

- I Guess I'm In Love (Clinton Kane)

- Free (Cat Burns)

- Another (Francis Karel)

Tao Xu:

- If I Could (Brynn Cartelli)

- IH8EVERY1 (Sarah Barrios)

- Bad Day (Justus Bennettes) (To Harry lol)

- As I Am (Justin Bieber)

Elle Argent:

- I Am Woman (Emmy Meli)

- Roots (Grace Davies)

- we would have some cute kids (Tai Verdes)

- before (not after) (Courtney Govan)

- S.L.U.T (Bea Miller)

- Love Shit (LU KALA)

- Ruin the Friendship (Demi Lovato)

- First Love (Sabrina Carpenter)

Tara Jones:

- My Favorite Part (Mac and Ariana) (duet with Darcy)

- Love You I Do (Jennifer Hudson)

- Black Girl Magic (Sierra McClain)

- Next to Me (Emeli Sandé)

- Nobody (Todrick Hall) (duet with Darcy)

Darcy Olsson:

- The Kind of Lover I Am (Demi Lovato) (ignore the man or woman part obvi)

- WOMAN (Avenue Beat)

- Unbreakable Smile (Tori Kelly)

- Honey (Kehlani)

- I'll Cover You (Rent) (duet with Tara)

- In a Heartbeat (HSMTMTS)

Isaac Henderson:

- Love Myself (Hailee Steinfeld)

- Put Your Records On (Corinne Bailey Rae)

- Soulmate (Lizzo)

I struggled with Isaac a bit, but since we're leaning towards Asexual with him I went with songs more about loving yourself

Tori Spring:

- Fix You (Coldplay)

- Austin's Song (Frawley)

- Slipping Through My Fingers (Mamma Mia)

- I Know a Place (MUNA)

Imogen Heaney:

- I Can Hear the Bells (Hairspray)

- There Are Worse Things I Could Do (Grease)

- Fall For You (Sophie Ann)

- I Just Wanna Be Loved (JORDY)

- Pretty Hurts (Beyonce)

- Can't Blame a Girl for Trying (Sabrina Carpenter)

- Still Have Me (Demi Lovato)

Group Numbers:

- Without Love (Hairspray)

- Come On, Eileen (Dexys Midnight Runners)

- Back Home (Andy Grammer)

- Born to Be Brave (HSMTMTS)

- Between Us (Little Mix)

- Crazy Youngsters (Ester Dean)

- Ain't It Fun (Paramore)

- Rain On Me (Ariana G & Lady Gaga)

- Weird People (Little Mix)

- Forbidden (Todrick Hall)

- Seasons of Love (Rent)

Ben Hope:

- Jealous (Labyrinth)

Harry Greene:

- Cooties (Hairspray Live!)

I literally could not think of anything for these last two, fuck them anyways lol. But picturing Harry singing that song about Charlie makes me laugh lol.

If you guys have songs you can think of add them in the comments!!!

#heartstopper #charlie spring #nick lott #tao xu #elle argent #tara jones #darcy olsson #tori spring #isaac henderson #ben hope #harry greene #imogen heaney #joe locke #kit connor #yasmin finney #will gao #tobie donovan #sebastian croft #cormac hyde corrin #rhea norwood #corinna brown #jenny walser #kizzy edgell

[hannibalzero]

First time?

Charles stared at the crazy amount of diapers to chose from. size? colors? cloth dipers where a option. Charles looked down at Bea, sleeping in her dark blue baby wrap, his large hand on her bottom. Charles was over his head, he wasn't expecting to be a father it just kinda happened. This morning in fact, Charles was leaving for work only to find his little honey bea on his door step. like something out of a movie. Charles didn't know who the mother was but- Bea started to cry shaking Charles out of his thoughts. "Shhh Bea, I have you..let me." he mumbled looking through his backpack for the bottle of premade formula.

The sound of a buggy stopped beside Charles. "you need some help?" the stranger asked making Charles look up.

"Hmm, guess I do. do you know what size to get for a newborn..or brand?" Charles asked looking at the cowboy beside him. Poor guy, had two baby girls sitting in the top of the buddy and a teenager with his hoody up playing on his phone.

"Well, shes tiny aint she? purple box is the best in my option, less blow outs." The man held out his hand. "I'mma Arthur Morgan, this is my oldest Issac...Issac...kid is ignoring me." Arthur rolled his eyes, pulling down Issac's hoody. "say something boy."

"Hey." Issac grumbled, shopping with youre mother at 14 wasn't what Issac wanted to do as he pulling his hoodie back up.

"baby stage, liked that way better." Arthur grumbled before introducing his twins. "These are my fawns, Annabelle and Elizabeth. they are six months old."

"Nice to meet you all, thanks for the help. I'm Charles Smith and this is Bea Smith." Charles seemed to relax a bit with the other man. "just moved to blackwater. so at the moment everything is a mess."

#my writing #fanfic #charles smith x arthur morgan #the fawns #tw cowboy #tw omegaverse #tw mpreg #single parent au #random ideas

[punkscowardschampions]

Names & Faces & BDays

Family

Sue Bevan- Sarah Lancashire- Tess’ Maternal Grandmother- 1939

Bill Baker- N/A- Tess’ Maternal Grandfather- 1934

John Vickers- Matt King- Tess’ Father- 1939-1995

Megan Baker- Erin Doherty- Tess’ Mother- 1959-1981

Kayleigh Baker-Barnett- Victoria Smurfit- Tess’ (M) Auntie- 1962

Bill Baker Jnr- Michael Fassbender- Tess’ (M) Uncle- 1963

Sarah Ahmed- Joanne Froggatt- Tess’ (M) Auntie- 1966

Peter Baker- Marc Warren- Tess’ (M) Uncle- 1968

Chantelle Baker-Barnett- April Pearson- Tess’ Cousin- 1981

Masood Ahmed- Dev Patel- Tess’ Cousin- 1989

Tamwar Ahmed- Avan Jogia- Tess’ Cousin- 1991

Jasminder Ahmed- Anaya Kolvanker- Tess’ Cousin- 1997

Honey Baker- Morgana Davies- Tess’ Cousin- 1999

Daisy Baker- Alyvia Alyn-Lind- Tess’ Cousin- 2001

Poppy Baker- Hattie Gotobed- Tess’ Cousin- 2002

Brendan McKenna- Tom Hardy- Fearghal’s Father- 1942-2003

Brigid McKenna- Orla Brady- Fearghal’s Mother- 1944-2004

Diarmaid McKenna- Cillian Murphy- Fearghal’s Brother- 1962-1990

Angela McKenna- Susan Lynch- Diarmaid’s Wife

Donal McKenna- James Norton- Fearghal’s Brother- 1967-1990

Mary McKenna- Rita Simons- Donal’s Wife

Tara McKenna- Saoirse Ronan- Fearghal’s Sister- 1972

Kaitlin McKenna- Jessica Barden- Fearghal’s Twin- 07/08/1976

Samson Kalu- John Boyega- Kaitlin’s Husband

Eoin McKenna- Charlie Hunnam- Fearghal’s Brother- 1978

Maria McKenna- Cristina Brondo- Eoin’s Wife

Aislinn McKenna- Evanna Lynch- Fearghal’s Sister- 1980

Paddy McKenna- Harris Dickinson- Fearghal’s Brother- 1985

Natsumi McKenna- Shiori Kutsuna- Paddy’s Wife

Eddie McKenna- Finn Cole- Fearghal’s Brother- 1989

Niamh McKenna- Orla Gartland- Fearghal’s Sister- 1991

Sophia Garcia- Ana De Armas- Niamh’s Wife

Brendan McKenna Jnr- Jody Lantham- Diarmaid’s son- 1984

Aidan McKenna- Jack McMullen- Diarmaid’s son- 1985

Cillian McKenna- Johnny Bennett- Diarmaid’s son- 1987

Kearney McKenna- Adam Long- Diarmaid’s son- 1989

Bronagh McKenna- Tilly Keeper- Donal’s Daughter- 1987

Ferdia McKenna- Joe Cole- Donal’s Son- 1989

Malachi Kalu- Franz Drameh- Kaitlin’s Son- 1993

Lee McKenna- Danny Walters- Eoin’s Son- 1998

Liam McKenna- Harry Kirton- Eoin’s Son- 1999

Aoife McKenna- Aisling Franciosi- Eoin’s Daughter- 2009

Caoimhe McKenna- Sophie Borja- Eoin’s Daughter- 2009

Ruari Murphy- Cameron Monaghan- Aislinn’s Son- 1999

Niall Murphy- Gabriel Basso- Aislinn’s Son- 2002

Lennox McKenna- Ezra Miller- Paddy’s Son- 2017

Marvin McKenna- George Miller- Paddy’s Son- 2017

Liv O’Connell- Annes Elwy- Eddie’s Daughter- 2034

Gen One

Tess Vickers- Lily Loveless- 19/11/1976- Scorpio

Fearghal McKenna- Jack O’Connell- 07/08/1976- Leo

Kathryn Houghton- Vega Essermeant- Beeline’s Maternal Auntie- 29/12/1975- Capricorn

Natasha Houghton- Elizabeth McLaughlin - Beeline’s Mother- 17/03/1977- Pisces- 11/11/2000- 23 years old

Sonny Agosti- Azim Osmani- Beeline’s Father- 02/05/1975- Taurus- 11/11/2000- 25 years old

Gen Two

Ronnie Olufemi- Ruby Tandoh- 09/06/1991- Gemini

Joe Mckenna- Anton Yelchin- 01/01/1995- Capricorn

Fraze McKenna- Will Poulter- 30/04/1996- Taurus

Ray Mckenna- Milly Alcock- 30/04/1996- Taurus- 26/07/2009- 13 years old

Bea Agosti- Moya Palk- 15/06/1996- Gemini

Tommy McKenna- Bertie Gilbert- 26/12/1998- Capricorn

Ali McKenna- Dakota Fanning- 13/02/2000- Aquarius

Ro Agosti- Emma Roberts- 11/11/2000- Scorpio- 17/11/2030- 30 years old

Ronan O’Shaughnessy-Jeremy Allen White- 31/08/2000- Virgo

Bartley O’Shaughnessy- Miles Teller- 14/11/1999- Scorpio

Johnny O'Shaughnessy- Frank Dillane- 23/02/1996- Pisces

Moses O’Shaughnessy- Thomas Doherty- 30/09/1997- Libra- 

Caleb Cavante- Jaden Smith- 06/12/1999- Sagittarius

Meena Goldsmith- Daphne Groenveld- 17/10/2000- Libra

Carly Walsh- Elizabeth Olsen- 11/06/2000- Gemini- 24/04/2014- 13 years old

Rocky McKenna- Josh O’Connor- 01/04/2009- Aries

Gen Three

Django Walsh- Toby Wallace- 30/03/2014- Aries

Una Gallagher - Jenna Ortega- 26/07/2014- Leo- 22/07/2030- 15 years old

Buster McKenna- Justin Crichlow- 31/10/2016- Scorpio*

Nancy McKenna- Lucy Boynton- 31/10/2016- Scorpio*

Rio Cavante- Antonia Thomas- 03/12/2016- Sagittarius

Liam Foley- Jacob Elordi- 26/08/2017- Virgo

Edie O’Shaughnessy- Billie Eilish- 27/10/2017- Scorpio

Grace Cavante- Sammi Maria- 13/10/2021- Libra

Janis Cavante- Ella-Rae Smith- 13/10/2021- Libra

Ava McKenna- Jessica Alexander- 27/05/2022- Gemini*

Junior O’Shaughnessy - Ethan Cutkosky- 13/08/2023- Leo

James Pemberton-Howard- Nicholas Hoult- 16/01/2017- Capricorn

Chloe Woodall-James- Holliday Grainger

Teddy Pemberton-Howard- Lucky Blue Smith

Gia Pemberton-Howard- Gemma Ward

Jimmy Taylor- Nico Mirallegro- 08/09/2021- Virgo

Casey Taylor- Brenton Thwaites- 25/03/2024- Aries

Gen Four

Violette Rose Borello-Agosti - Bailee Madison- 14/11/2030- Scorpio*

Jay Pemberton-Howard- Barbara Palvin- 22/04/2034- Taurus

Mattie Pemberton-Howard- Kristine Froseth- 28/08/2038- Virgo

Fi Caldwell- Thea Sofie Loch Naess- 13/12/2041-  Sagittarius

Dolly-Blossom Farrington-Stone- Imogen King- 31/12/2042- Capricorn

Lulu-Bloom Farrington-Stone- Abigail Cowen - 31/12/2042- Capricorn

Hathor McKenna- Adwoa Aboah- 20/06/2041- Gemini

Sekhmet McKenna- Khadijha Red Thunder- 20/06/2041- Gemini

Adonis Saint McKenna- Younes Kahlaoui - 26/02/2044- Pisces

Tansy Pemberton-Howard- Lottie Moss- 2043

Maggie O’Shaughnessy- Ella Purnell- 17/09/2031- Virgo

Amber Jackson- Zoe Kravitz- 23/11/2031- Scorpio-Sagittarius Cusp

Libi Foley- Claudia Sulewski- 27/02/2032- Pisces*

Bobby Taylor- Fernando Lindez- 01/07/2032- Cancer

Cosmo Cavante- Arjan Van Hesteren- 23/08/2032- Leo-Virgo Cusp

Sylvie McKenna- Romi van Renterghem- 2032 ish

Jake Cohen- Timothee Chalamet- 2032 ish

Callum Quinn- Charlie Gillespie- 2032 ish

Margot McKenna- Camille Jansen- 2034 ish

Dash Cavante- Nayleye Junior Dolmans- 20/01/2034- Capricorn-Aquarius Cusp

Lux Abernathy- Hunter Schafer- 20/03/2034- Pisces-Aries Cusp

Jac Taylor- Alycia Debnam Carey- 17/09/2046- Virgo

Jameson Taylor- Iris Law- 21/06/2047- Gemini-Cancer Cusp

Savannah Moore- Laura Harrier- 12/05/2047- Taurus

#gen one #gen 1 #gen two #gen 2 #gen three #gen 3 #gen four #gen 4 #faces #plotting

[mor-beck-more-problems]

The White Crest Job || Morgan & Felix

TIMING: Current

PARTIES: @streetharmacist & @mor-beck-more-problems

SUMMARY: Morgan and Felix take a field trip to rescue a very important item from an auction house on Erin’s behalf.

CONTAINS: gun use, violence

Stupidity got people killed. Talking got people killed. Now both in the same suit? They did a bang up job with that kinda thing. As Felix waited and tapped his feet, he had to attribute that to why he had a cooler full of brain on a weeknight. One man’s stupidity was another’s advantage and the fae kept that in mind. There was that telltale jittering under his skin, that sensation before a job and the wonderment at whether or not it would be pulled off. After everything, he felt more than ready to tag in. Erin had gone through enough and she could use a night off of crime. As it worked out, he could use a night of crime. Desperately. With a little luck and pixie dust, he and Morgan might be able to come bearing good news that would make the whole thing sting a little less.

At the sight of Morgan approaching, he stood up from the rickety bench and adjusted his suit tie. It was a special night at the auction house and he wore some of his sharpest attire. He smiled at her and waved. “It’s real nice to see you, Morgan,” he greeted. “You excited?” They were about to walk into the mouth of some sort of beast but as long as they had their eye on the prize, it should be fine. He reached for the cooler and offered it to her. “I got something for ya. One of Roy’s finest. I wanna say the old sport worked at the auction house.” His grin grew. “Not anymore though.”

Morgan could swear her body was vibrating with the need to do something straightforward and easy. Or at least easier than the past few weeks had been. Sure, the primary criminal activity of her life had been charging people for rocks she transmuted from dirt and trash, but Morgan was nothing if not a good student, and being a walking dead girl leant itself to certain advantages. Mushrooms could strike, ghosts could rise from the deep, worlds could fall apart, but Morgan’s limbs would always grow back shiny and limber no matter how many times they snapped off. And this errand, at least, was for a good cause. Morgan rolled up the sleeves of her turtleneck and beamed at the fae waiting for her. “Sorry I’m late, I wasn’t sure what the dress code was for our clandestine date,” she said with a smirk. “Me? Oh I’m ready to dance. It’s been a rough fall, and Erin’s one of my best friends. It’s kinda nice, having something to do that makes an easy kind of sense. All the steps are clear. No back-and-forth, no second guessing.”

She shook her worries back to the far side of her mind and turned to the cooler. “Mother of earth,” she chuckled. “Dinner and dancing? If this is how you treat your friends, Bea’s a luckier gal than I thought.” Flipping open the lid, she fished out the sliced brain, wrapped in sandwich paper like a happy meal burger. Tentatively, hoping that the old whoever had at least been a nice gangster, she took a bite. “Is this to help me blend in?” She asked between bites. “Because I’ll have you know I’ve killed a woman with just my own sparkling personality bouncing around my head.” She took another bite, moaning with pleasure. “Not that I’m complaining, obviously. Think this’ll magically download everything he knew about this place?”

Felix beamed as much as he safely could in return. He intended to save that old song and dance for a special occasion. One maybe an hour or so away, he thought. They would just have to see how the night went. As it was, he was more than interested in seeing an auction hall go off the deep end. The job that he and Morgan had on their docket took precedence over seeing a few strangers lose it for a bit. He smiled at her and was inclined to agree. He did as much with a tip of his head. It did make an easy sort of sense, didn’t it? Easy as snapping a neck. They just needed to get their hands on it first. “Right there with you, my friend. See, I think this’ll be good for us. All of us.” A brow lifted. “I think we got a real nice night ahead of us. As for everybody else in there?” He shrugged.

At the mention of Bea, an easy smile slid into place and his skin warmed. Buzzed even. He didn’t want to think of the night going any way but up for them. He had a gal to get home to. He was sure Morgan could relate. “You know, I’d say we’re all pretty lucky,” he said as he framed his chin with his thumb and index finger. “You, me, Bea, and Deirdre!” As much as he knew that they could spend the rest of the night waxing poetic about their loves, they had some skulls to crack. Speaking of...It didn’t bother him when Morgan took to the brain. Over the years he had developed an iron stomach, of all things. Blood and brain, guts and bone. It all sorta mushed together. He struck a match and lit a thin cigarette. He considered dust briefly earlier in the evening. The more he thought about it, the more he was convinced he wouldn’t need it. Smoke billowed out of his mouth and curled around his glasses as he laughed. “Oh hell, I believe you,” he said with a smile. “I’m not too familiar with how the ol’ brain works, especially in this sorta case, but I think it’ll be a nice thing to have on our side. Y’know, the whole knowing is half the battle thing?” He offered Morgan the crook of his elbow. “Ready to paint this whole gig red?”

“I guess we are lucky, huh,” Morgan mused, smiling into her next bite. Stars above, it tasted so good, she had to ask herself why she didn’t do this more often. She groaned shamelessly as the rich, meaty flavor spread over her tongue. “Felix, you’re making me miss my Texas burgers,” she said, smirking with her mouth half full. “Tell you the truth, I could use a lucky night. I know you’re not supposed to let the bastards get you down, but stars, it’s...fucking hard sometimes. But!” She scarfed down the last of her brain. Nothing felt immediately off the way the urge to listen to a hockey game that night at Erin’s had felt off, but she did feel a little more verve and fire in her bones as she got to her feet. She took Felix’s arm and grinned up at him. “Felix, pal, I’m ready to dance like there’s no tomorrow. I just got one question for ya.” She quirked up a brow at him, nodding to his car and the joint they were about to bust open. “What kinda guns you got stashed in your car? I’m feelin’ like blowing some fireworks.”

“That’s why I’m a big advocate of getting back at the bastards!” Felix said cheerily. Whether it was through bloody footprints or a bullet in the head, things had a way of coming back around. “Nothing really perks up the spirit like some old fashioned vengeance and looking good while doing it. But this is business tonight. The rest can come later.” Heck, would it. The amount of receipts they owed people had started to stack itself high. “Oh, Morgan, I’m so glad you asked. I think you’ll like it,” he said as he looked at her. The tone of her voice, the fire behind it, danced a little differently and he couldn’t help but grin. It reminded him of an old friend. Tommy Toblerone, a fella that had earned his name from the rather unorthodox and sweet ways he could take a person out. “I had to leave the Tommys at home since I don’t think we wanna get the toys taken away early and all.” After he tugged on a pair of black leather gloves as a safety precaution, he pulled out a .38 Smith & Wesson and a .357 Magnum. Without a second thought, he handed her the magnum revolver and a handful of cartridges. “I think you’ll like that one,” he said smoothly as he slid the .38 into the inside pocket of his suit jacket. “I’m more about slicing and dicing myself but I got this one just in case. Old faithful! Been awhile since she’s seen action but I’m feeling good about tonight. You?”

Morgan loaded the revolver. She hated guns, didn’t know the first thing about them except how to hide from one thanks to all the safety videos she’d had to watch for all her shitty jobs. But her hands spun the cylinder and admired the shine of the metal in the night like it was something familiar. Something powerful, even cozy. She loaded the chambers, then popped the beauty back into place. She stroked the frame, smiling at the moon’s reflection. “I feel like a shiny new penny,” she said.

Millie Mayfield didn’t like being interrupted from her movie time, but Roy wasn’t dicking around when he said please, honey, so instead of watching pretty teenagers get cut up by a chainsaw, Millie was getting her boots dirty slipping in to take some delicate goods off the hands of the less deserving. If she could only do it without the B-Squad posse, she might even have herself a good night. “Hey, Mac?” She asked, twirling her bat as she approached the guy behind her. It wasn’t the same as her cheerleader batons, but it killed the time in a pinch. “Can you run and get me some McDonald’s? One of the really sad, dried up specials. You can tell when their tag says FIVE YEARS! With a party hat sticker. Pretty please with cream cheese?”

Mac would, because Roy also said she was in charge, and he knew she’d bust his kneecaps into confetti if he didn’t.

Something rattled at the end of the warehouse. Company. Roy hadn’t mentioned anything about it being a party, but she was an adaptable girl. Millie sauntered into the warehouse, bat held out and ready to strike. She signaled to Mac to get out his gun. “It’s not nice to gate crash,” she called inside, her voice almost sing-song. “If you came to play with the big kids, let’s play.”

As fun as it would have been to crack a couple jokes at the expense of the rich, Felix and Morgan didn’t have that luxury. They had a docket to make a couple checkmarks on. As it went, his patience was thin to nonexistent. Maybe it was because of the mushrooms or maybe it was because things had a way of not going their way lately. He checked over his knives and the gun in his hand. Even clicked his heels for the knife he kept there. All in tip-top shape. The knives were slid back into place. The back of the auction house had a padlock on it but that didn’t matter much as he jimmied it open with a grin flashed Morgan’s way. The chain rattled as the fae toed the door open. From where they stood, there seemed to be plenty of shadows.

Perfect. That good feeling fluttered in his chest again. Even when a voice called out. As a pair of steps entered the auction house’s backroom. Even better. If there were ever a night to have a tussle, it would be this one. He slipped off to the left. Slipped into darkness.

“Do me a favor and let us know when they show up, yeah?” He took his switchblade in hand. “Much appreciated.”

Millie had two choices. Go for the goods, or go for the party crashers. Roy said the merchandise would be small, easy to miss. Not exactly something you could nab with some sleeze pulling your hair. Besides, Millie never turned her back on a fight. “Real funny, Tricky Dicky. Maybe you should run back home to the kiddie p--” A gunshot burned through the air and into her chest. “Ow!” Millie looked down at the scorch mark in her dress. “That was genuine vintage!” She shrieked.

There was still smoke at the end of Morgan’s revolver when she realized her mistake. This dame wasn’t the kind you pinned down with a bum shoulder or a busted kneecap. For all her grousing about the clothes, there wasn’t even a lick of blood coming out of the wound. It had been a rookie mistake, thinking she’d go down easy. This dame wasn’t human anymore than Morgan was. “Sorry, sweet cheeks. I don’t make exceptions for people who get in my way. Equal rights and all that,” she said, stepping into the light. She risked a glance at Felix, who was visible only by his switchblade. She hoped he was watching too, that he saw her little nod to go for the gold. She could keep one little dame busy for him. “You might wanna dance back to your go-go party before this gets worse. It’d be a shame to knock such a pretty block off.”

Millie was already marching forward, bat ready. “Try me, bitch.”

Nothing like the sound of a revolver and the smell of spent gunpowder to remind Felix of home. Let alone a heist! The fae tipped his blade Morgan’s way before he started to climb over boxes and through shadows. What they were after was small, easily concealed. But if he had heard right, it packed one hell of a punch. A bullet that would be real damn nice for them to have in the chamber. While Morgan dealt with the dame with the bat, he’d get what they needed. The light of a waning moon overhead bled through the smallest tear in the roof. Caught on something that shone with iridescence. He sure as heck hoped it was the something they were after. There wasn’t any hesitance to the way he moved toward it, hard-charging if there ever was any.

A hard charge into a forearm that caught him right across the throat. He puffed out a few breaths as he skittered back and recuperated enough to bring him to his feet, back into the shadows. His throat smarted as he looked at what had caught him. A forked tongue flicked out of a fanged mouth. Their head swiveled to follow him as Felix moved. They had a knife too. One with a jagged sort of blade.

“I can smell you, shadow.”

Morgan had seen too much violence since coming to White Crest to mistake the sound of a fight. The smirk on her lips flickered as she turned. “Felix—?”

“You got way bigger problems than that, Dollface,” the same sneered. She swung her bat, hard enough to knock Morgan off her balance.

Her head felt like it was off kilter, but that was just her skull bones bending around the wound. It was right again in seconds and Morgan leveled her revolver again to fire off another round, this one landing square into the girl’s eye. Faintly, she knew she hated guns. The sound, the way they looked, how they went from zero to disaster with just a bang. But something strange in her liked it too. She readied another shot, but the dame was already charging her, anger blazing out of her now ruined face. She was hell in high heels and creamsicle orange. Hell and payback. The bullet hadn’t even moved her an inch. Morgan threw away her gun, useless, and tried to run. A hand caught her by the hair by the hair and dragged her back.

“Zombie, huh? This is gonna be fun.”

“Morgan, ya alright?” Felix’s eyes were ahead but his ears were behind him. His expression wavered from one of confidence to one of concern. He liked Morgan. A great deal. And they had people to get home to, let alone a fucking point to get across. Any wavering halted. When he moved, the lamia’s eyes followed him. They placed themselves as a body between the box full of iridescence and the lampade itching to get his hands on it. Felix slipped his jacket off and wadded it up. It could be said that Felix was a planner but as he rocked off his heels and went forward, not much thought went into it. The lamia struck out, their knife cutting easy through the fabric. The tip nicked Felix’s palm as he let go and danced back. The lamia’s tongue flicked out again as he stepped through the shadows.

The fae hit his heel against the ground hard enough to spring the knife from his shoe before he lunged forward with a kick. The lamia was larger than him, muscle packed tight together, and he felt it when the knife in his shoe clipped through the lamia’s suit pants to lodge itself in. It wasn’t the strongest of knives and it broke off as Felix pulled his foot back. The lamia jabbed at him again with the knife and cut a line of black, ink blood across his chest. Felix hissed then grinned as he rolled up the sleeves of his dress shirt, switchblade still in hand.

“Alright, alright,” he muttered out with a laugh. “So much for working this out, huh?”

The next time, it was the lamia that moved to meet him in the dark. Knives out.

Morgan caught the dame’s hands and twirled in her grasp, getting enough space to knee her in the stomach, get a new grip on her arms, and throw her into a stack of crates. She didn’t run this time, but picked up her opponent and slam her down again. Maybe if she’d been some lousy human, it would’ve broken her in a couple of pieces, but this girl wasn’t the type to roll over easy. She pulled out a knife from the front of her shirt. It wasn’t big enough to lob off her head, not quickly anyway, but her eyes burned red and Morgan realized she was staring down a bonafide vampire.

They tousled, slinging blows with all their strength and all the ruthlessness of two women desperate for a win. No more maybe this times. Morgan was walking out of here with her prize for Erin. With something done the right way. Crates shattered under Morgan as the dame threw her again. Glass and powder spilled onto the floor. Morgan didn’t care, those goods weren’t her problem. She grabbed some of the broken wood and swung it hard enough to crack the damn thing to bits. When she was through, she had a nice stake sized piece, sharp and jagged, as far as the stuff went.

The vampire dame snarled and leapt out of her reach.

“What’s the matter, doll?” Morgan asked. “I thought we were gonna dance.” If nothing else, she sure as hell hoped Felix found this magic blade soon.

It had been a hot minute since Felix had been in a knife fight. After everything that had happened, he supposed it was only a matter of time. As he weaved through the shadows of the warehouse, the lamia was there with him. His glamour had dropped the more that black wisps of blood smoked out of his dress shirt. Knife fights were ugly, feral affairs. He couldn’t help but grin as he ducked back from the lamia’s swipe. Only for him to come to a stop as a painful tug spread pain along the top of his skull. The lamia’s hand was wrapped around the main beam of his right antler, close to the fork. Felix reared his head back and flipped the knife in his hand to stab at the lamia’s hand. The blade nicked skin but it wasn’t much. The lamia who had him locked in place kicked at the side of his leg and brought him down hard to his knees.

His eyes widened and flashed white as the lamia brought the serrated edge of his knife to the bone. Felix frantically shook his head violently and tried to rear back. Dig his heels into the ground to force himself back into the dark. It didn’t matter. The lamia would find him and he wasn’t going anywhere.

The lamia knew what he was doing. Maybe it hadn’t been the first time for them. But it had been the first time for Felix. Breakage. The crack deafened him. Dulled his senses to anything other than pain and pure, undiluted rage. As the antler separated from him, the lamia stepped back from the force of it. Felix was on them in an instant as he threw his full weight into him. The antler clattered from their grasp and the fae took it in hand. Didn’t second guess when he started to plunge it through the lamia’s scales. The ones that lined their neck, their chest, their organs. All the soft parts that made the rest crumble.

He didn’t realize he was yelling until the lamia went still underneath him and inhuman blood splashed his chest. His chest heaved as he sat back, eyes wide and wild. His throat hurt. His head hurt. Momentarily, he forgot what they were there for until his eyes locked on the box and he brought himself to stand. Antler still in hand, he went to it and looked back to where he could hear the sound of Morgan’s own scuffle.

“Morgan,” he rasped out. “Fucking kill her, huh?”

They were bounding through the warehouse, chasing each other like filthy animals. Somewhere between running around crates, the dame found Morgan’s gun and had herself a nice time driving the rest of the bullets into her body. The steam was still on the muzzle when the wounds healed up, but the rounds must’ve sounded like pennies from heaven all the same. She heard the shouting and stopped to turn. It was the wrong move. The dame’s bat smashed against her skull, hard enough to send sparks through her vision.

“Maybe get the fucking knife, huh?” Morgan called back.

She still had a grip on the stake, but the vampire was hanging around her like a goddamn flying monkey. Morgan lost count of how many surfaces she bashed her into befor she let go and slid off. It wasn’t every day you regretted bringing a gun to a knife fight, but that was White Crest for you. Morgan pinned the dame down and decked her with her fist. Felix hadn’t sounded so hot when he called out to her. They needed to end this quickly. The stake came up--and splintered in the vampire’s grip. Morgan didn't even see her arms come up to knock her down, just the view of those damn go-go boots as she ran away. Good riddance.

“That’s gonna be a ‘negative’ on that kill,” she groaned, easing up to her feet. “But she’s out of our hair. Maybe some son of a gun hunter will have a better night. You find it yet?”

“If not,” Felix started as he approached the box. “I’m sure I can hire somebody. Plenty of fucking nobodies that wouldn’t mind getting a tooth or two from her.”

He tried to ignore the splinter ache in his head. Even as he tilted it, it felt lighter. Unbalanced. Uneven. His forehead felt wet and as he touched his fingertips to it, pulled them back, he saw more bloody wisps. His skin felt cold, his nerves even more so. The fae looked at Morgan with dim half-moon, a fist clenched around his broken antler. The knife sat unbothered atop a heap of fabric. With the exception of its glass blade, it was otherwise unexceptional. Bullets and blades for another kind of destruction. What the fuck else was new.

“I did. You alright?” The question was clipped with an aimless agitation. No, it wasn’t aimless. He knew exactly who he was pissed at. He gestured loosely at the knife and leered at it. “That’s the fucking thing right there. It better be worth it after all this shit.”

Morgan shuffled over to Felix, giving a whistle when she saw how worse for where he was. “You had a worse time than me. Guess Roy got the same tip we did, and wanted to get ahead of the game. And now that dame knows who Erin’s friends are. She’s gonna blab to Roy and give him the scoop.” Morgan spat on the ground, shaking her head. She was too small to see from the ground, but one hop onto one of the few crates that wasn’t busted and she could see what all the fuss was about.

The hilt wasn’t anything special, but the glass was a beaut, thick enough that you could spit on one end and not tell from the other, and serrated, brought to a deadly point. Morgan couldn’t imagine you made something like this in any old forge, but what did she know about this stuff. “In the right hands, it’ll stick Roy in the ground for good, and that ain’t nothing,” she said. “Come on, compadre. I’m feelin’ like a cigar. This ol’ brain is a doozie, and you need to get the edge off before that ride home.”

Felix made a low sound of affirmation. “It’s not every day you break an antler,” he intoned. It truly fucking wasn’t and his lip curled. “That sounds about par for the course in this town, huh? Word travels fast.” He glanced at the dead body of the lamia. Whether or not they had been close to Roy, he didn’t care. A dead body was a message all the same. He shrugged loosely as he looked back at Morgan. The night was still fun in its own way, breakage and bullets be damned. “Lucky us.”

“Think I’ll need more than a cigar but I ain’t about to turn that down,” he said with a glance to Morgan as he pieced his human glamour back together. His glasses were somewhere but he wasn���t in the mood to look for them. He wasn’t in the mood for much other than that cigar she offered. “Roy will be in the ground before he fucking knows it and y’know, I like the sound of that very much. Let’s get out of here. We did good and ought to treat ourselves to something nice.”

With the knife in their possession, they could leave the warehouse and good riddance to that. It’d be nice to burn it down, he thought. Burn it all down. His anger was loud and alive in his head. His hate. As they made to leave, one thought crossed his mind. Just how tired he was of only walking White Crest’s streets. He wanted to fucking own them.

#wr felix #wr chatzy #wr felix chatzy #gun use tw #shooting tw #wickedswriting

[omegabenaeart]

When both your dads are smokers...

Little baby doesn't know any better

Also, mind your business, Charles.

#meg's art #rdr2 #red dead redemption 2 #traditional art #charles smith #arthur morgan #rdr2 oc #honey bea smith #everything's fine #the baby just put a stick in her mouth #worst thing to happen there was getting dirt in her mouth #but yeah #you know when kids start copying the things you do? #that's this situation #dad Charles #this is entirely self indulgent

[silanb]

Children are very good at things and also stuff. I would never lie to you.

#my art #dobes draws #rdr2 #rdr2 arthur #Honey Bea Smith #arthur morgan #fanart #omega I’m sobbing #have you ever seen a child try to braid? #it’s Not Great™️ #how tf do you horse #not my character

[elllasommers]

@greenlighte was kind enough to tag me in a post stating to post 10 songs I’ve been recently obsessed with and I kind of loosely followed with amany’s theme of love/valentines soo (thank you amany ilysm)

Falling In Love, Cigarettes After Sex

Love Of My Life, Queen

Alewife, Clairo

Please Never Fall In Love Again

Be My Baby, Bea Miller

Cometa, CNCO

400 Lux, Lorde

To Die For, Sam Smith

All I Ask, Adele

I Believe In A Thing Called Love

that was fun yknow I love talking about music that makes me happy(or yknow, depressing love songs too. adore those)(also honorable mention that I’ve been obsessed with but didn’t fit the Theme, Bang! By AJR slaps)

if anyone else wants to do it then I’d love to see the opinions of these vv lovely people @loveagirlrights @sober-two @honey-harper-official @iseerighthroughme

#if you dont wanna do it then yknow thats fine too #my music* #tag game

[aestheticmambo]

TAURUS

Patient

Dependable

Persistent

Brooklyn Baby - Lana Del Rey

Hunnie Pie - Zella Day

Make Me Feel - Janelle Monáe

Hunger - Florence + The Machine

Stay - Zedd

All The Stars - Kendrick Lamar

IDGAF - Dua Lipa

Stay With Me - Sam Smith

buy me diamonds - Bea Miller

Boo'd Up - Ella Mai

Quit - Cashmere

Starving - Hailee Steinfeld

Sugar - Maroon 5

Rake It Up - Yo Gotti

I Do - Cardi B

Someone Like You - Adele

The Night We Meet - Lord Huron

Honey - Kehlani

Cherry - Lana Del Rey

Figures - Jessie Reyez

#taurus #aesthetic #zodiac #playlist #astrology #earth #zodiac playlist #zodiac aesthetic #beige #brown #beige aesthetic #sloth #money

[brendamariesmith]

What TO Stock for An APOCALYPSE, PART THREE

Right up there next to water, a top-priority need will be FOOD.

In honor of the novel IF DARKNESS TAKES US, coming out October 15th from SFK Press. Pre-order here: https://www.amazon.com/Darkness-Takes-Brenda-Marie-Smith-ebook/dp/B07WK9BQHN/ref=sr_1_1?

 5.       THE FOOD you will need:

Since most of us will be short on water, dried beans and other foods that require lots of water for cooking may not work out too well. Dry beans also need a lot of cooking time, meaning more firewood or other fuel. Canned goods are a practical way to go (and most come with some liquid inside), though it would be hard to stock enough to last years. Plus, canned goods can get mighty unappetizing over time, and they will eventually spoil.

To survive well without getting malnourished, you’ll need protein, carbohydrates, vitamins, minerals, and a little fat – the basic food groups, though meat and dairy aren’t essential. Unless you have your own well-guarded farm or hunting preserve, you can’t count on being able to eat meat. And if you’re growing your own food, in most cases you’ll get much more protein per acre by growing beans instead of animals. But chickens and milk goats can be very useful and will take up less space than other critters. You’ll need to learn some animal husbandry between now and the end of the modern world.

Whole proteins are made up of eight essential amino acids. Most beans and nuts have seven of those acids, while most grains have only one. To get whole protein from beans or nuts, you need a companion grain to eat with them, in order to make the protein complete. Think beans and rice, beans with tortillas, beans with cornbread, hummus and crackers, peanut butter sandwiches (made with pancakes or biscuits cooked over an open fire).

Soybeans have the full eight essential amino acids, but they take a ton of time and water to cook. My personal experience with them (which is extensive) is that they aren’t digestible unless they’ve been pressure-cooked for at least an hour, and pressure cookers can be dangerous and hard to come by. Soybean skins tend to plug up the vent holes. If the cooker isn’t removed from the fire immediately and the skin isn’t removed from the vent, the cooker could explode. People can get burned by the buildup of steam inside the cooker.

Soybeans are a pain in the ass (though probably less so than slaughtering meat). BUT, if you need whole protein, soybeans will provide it. The flavor’s not the best but it’s okay, the texture can be off-putting, but they’re not bad in tortillas with salsa and veggies. Once the beans are cooked, you can make decent patties out of them, if you have anything to flavor them with. Some women, like me for instance, can’t eat soybeans when they’re pregnant, and soy allergies are serious issues for many. If you have a lot of water, you can make soybeans into soy milk and tofu. There’s also tempeh, the making of which is an art-form.

You can make milk out of lots of things these days: almonds, oats, rice, hemp (my fave). I don’t have a clue how to make these things, but I’m sure you can figure it out—if you get to googling while the internet still works.

In my novel, prepper Grandma Bea stocks barrels and bags of many kinds of beans, flours, oatmeal, rice, cooking oil, peanut butter, coffee, salt and pepper. She has cases of canned goods—mostly soup, chili, and stew, and cases of powdered milk and eggs.

 6.       GROWING FOOD

If you want to get serious about providing for long-term survival (or if you just want to live more sustainably), you will need to do more than stockpile food. You need to set yourself up with ways to grow it. Think garden beds full of rich soil, compost piles, bee hives for honey, fruit trees and vines, and ways to scare off the birds and critters. And you need to stockpile seeds that suit your soil, drainage, and growing season, along with plenty of organic fertilizer and the tools and equipment to help it all grow. You’ll need to get creative about where and how to grow this food: in your suburban yard, inside in front of your windows, in pots and buckets and barrels, on rooftops and ledges, along fences, etc., etc.

  My main character, Bea, has fresh tomatoes, peppers, squash, greens, purple hull peas, and herbs growing in pots and in her garden. She has a second garden full of root veggies, and she has a bee hive installed in an exterior wall. A few neighbors have chickens. One family has some rabbits. When the neighbors finally get organized, Bea has plans for urban farming that involve building gardens and compost piles in yards and vacant lots, and later plowing up front yards for cornfields, plus the neighborhood park to try growing winter wheat and other grains in the scorching Texas heat.

7.       STORING & PRESERVING FOOD

In my novel, Bea has a root cellar full of root veggies: russet and sweet potatoes, carrots, garlic, and onions. Beets don’t grow so well in Texas as far as I know (meaning, I don’t actually know). Turnips are, well, turnips, but they last a long time in cool, dry storage. Parsnips, rutabagas, and Jerusalem artichokes are other good root veggies to grow and store.

Root cellars are awesome if you can keep them from filling with ground water. Being under the earth tends to keep the temperatures nice for storage of food with a long shelf-life, like root veggies and—for a lesser length of time—compact cabbages, pumpkins, and winter squash (butternut, acorn, etc.)

Though impractical when water is scarce, home canning is also a good way to store food. Many foods can be dried, which requires water only for cleaning before and after drying. Of course, you will need water to reconstitute most dried foods before you eat them, with dried fruit and jerky being the primary exception to this, and field corn, which can be ground into cornmeal.

On top of growing and preserving food, you also need to know how to preserve seed, since there will be no new seed catalogs, no seed companies. The Seed Savers Exchange is one of many good resources for this: https://www.seedsavers.org/how-to-save-seeds.

Remember that you’ll also need biodiversity (more than one kind of seed for each veggie) to give you better odds that some types will survive a blight, fungus, or insect attack. You need ways to deal with such problems with the things you have on hand. And you need to protect your pollinators: bees, wasps, butterflies, etc. Know your bugs and learn to distinguish the helpful ones from the harmful ones. Crickets can be eaten (sorry, but you may need to know this someday).

 I could go on about food forever (I already have, lol), but going further would be beyond the scope of this blog. My advice is to get busy studying up.

If all else fails, you can follow the example of Mad Max in ROAD WARRIOR and chow down on delicious cans of dog food.

We may find ourselves eating this poor guy out of our backyard someday:

STAY TUNED FOR FUTURE INSTALLMENTS OF “WHAT TO STOCK FOR AN APOCALYPSE.”

NEXT UP: SOLAR & WIND POWER

#post apocalyptic #scifi dystopian IfDarknessTakesUs readers writingcommunity

[goodsouldept]

TᖇᗩᑕKᒪIᔕT:

Prinze George – Move it Vhyce ft. Yves Paquet – Duran Duran SITA – Say So Ten Fé – Another Way Matt Maeson – Hallucingenics (Vallis Alps Mix) ARIZONA – Freaking Out Young the Giant – Superstition Dega – Don’t Call It NONONO – Ego Moscow Apartment – Orange Future Generations – Landscape The Academic – Television Sleep State – Awkward Panic is Perfect – Radio Song VHS Collection – Take My Money The Hails – Younger Almond Soy – I Could Be the One Lyon Apprentice – Starlight Claud (Toast) – Scarlett Gymnast – Up In Arms oscar oscar – Yuika Crooked Colors – I’ll Be There (Bag Raiders Mix) Superheart – Satellite Julietta – Alchemist PLOY – Talk Leyya – Wannabe Filip Brusman – Think About Me Susan H – I’m on Fire G Flip – Killing My Time Jinka – Shock Mounted Dan D’Lion – Give What You Take FRAUDS – Nobody Your Favorite Color – Listening Bear Hands – Back Seat Driver Rolling Blackouts Coastal Fever – French Press KYOTI – Avalon LaPeer – Whispers in Your Mind Tall Heights – The Deep End Incredible Polo – The Ship Two Another – Over My Shoulder Cymbals – You Are Brendan Maclean – House of Air St. Lucia – A Brighter Love Dayglow – Hot Rod Cayucas – Jessica JW Silver Wilson – Let You Go Fuzzy Sun – I’ll be the Man Ivey – Won’t Go WILD – Summer George Ezra – Sugarcoat Júníus Meyvant – Gold Laces Ocie Elliot – I Got You, Honey Freedom Fry – Tidal Wave Bayonne – Lost Dreamers Half an Orange ft. Bijou – Chuck Taylors Raised By Dinosaurs – Human Prinze George – Dividends Elderbrook – Bird Song Mild Minds – Swim CHO ft. Brittany Foster – Take Me Away DRAMA – Forever’s Gone Magdalena Bay – The Girls Moonlight Breakfast – Look Up Jaguar Dreams – Just Life Calm Candy – Tunnels More Giraffes – Dinosaur Wyres – Where R U Para Doc – Saying Things Confidence Man – Don’t You Know I’m in a Band? LA$$A – Me GustaKes Lorca vs. Kings of Convenience – Be Humble The Regrettes – Come Through Russo – Loudmouth Ivey – All My Friends Your Smith – Debbie Small Hours – Shoe Box Waiting for Smith – Monkeys in My Head Martinez – Rise Toledo – Crane Song Lucy Lu – Golden Prairie BROODS – Everything Goes (Wow) Kid Cupid – Better Yumi Zouma – In Camera Death Cab for Cutie – Near/Far Sam Himself – Nobody Twin Shadow ft. HAIM – Saturdays The Aces – Stay Kesmar – Feel It Again OCTAV – Love on the Beach Clea Vincent – Nuits sans Sommeil Æ MAK – Love Flush Gill Chang – One Second Thought Hollow Coves – Coastline (Holmsey Mix) Colouring – Hymn 21 SEAWAVES – Apollo Saint DX – First Fantasy Avante Black – Blackbirds Liz Lawrence – Chainsmoking Hazlett – First World Problems Old Sea Brigade – Feel You Dyan - Cycling Trivialities King Princess – 1950 NONONO – Dancing (Mumbai Wedding) Duets & Stuff – Serve Somebody Winnetka Bowling League – On the 5 Stables – Disagree Dayglow – Can I Call You Tonight? Approachable Members of Your Local Community – Velcro Saint Raymond – Dancing Almond Soy – Happy Ever After ARIZONA – Summer Days ZZ Ward ft. Fitz – Domino Twin XL – Good Bronze Radio Return – Ready to Go Human Resources – Sylvia SYML – Clean Eyes Ottowa – Friends Pure Mids – Don’t Quit Gabe Fleck – Cold Shoulders Conro – All Eyes on Me Donkeyboy – It’ll Be Alright APRE – All Yours SHAED – Silver Knife Private Agenda – Instinct Roman Kouder ft. Josh Tobias – One of a Kind Chromeo – Room Service Famous Yesterday – Make You NOTD ft. Bea Miller – I Don’t Wanna Know (Pusher Mix) LÉON – Falling Josie Moon – Call Me Petrie – Too Damn Busy Strange Talk – Cosmic Synchornicity A-P Connection ft. Ryan Konline – Right Now The Jazz Zodiac ft. AMY & Irie – All Night Tom Misch – Cos I Love You WILD – Make it Alright Rostam – In a River Capital Soirée – Daylight j.folk – Good People (Day 12) Oliver Nelson, Tobtok & Sorana – Jealous Catnip Cloud – Places Lizzy Land ft. Schier – Holding Out for You The Tribe of Good – Turning It Up for Sunshine (Louis La Roche Mix Motez ft. Antony & Cleopatra – The Future (Purple Disco Machine Mix) Sneaky Sound System – Can’t Help the Way that I Feel Moonlight Parade – Mirrorball (SpaceKid Mix) I’m Not a Band – Swimming (Petko Turner’s Club Edit) DBFC – Leave My Room Endor ft. Lauren Ackie – Lying Tiga & the Martinez Brothers – Blessed (Dirty Mix) Jaded ft. Ashnikko - Pancake

#indiepop #indie #alternative #dance #pop #folk #chilly #edgy #music #playlist #soundcloud #house music #electronic #electro #best new music #reflection #recap #new wave #nu disco #2018 #gsd #good soul department

[killmongerdreams]

the song roulette writing challenge!

I’m hosting yet another challenge, people! (Maybe I can keep up with this one better than I did the other ones.) The rules are as is:

you don’t have to be, but it’d be nice if you were following me!

send me an ask (not a reply or a pm) with your prompt of choosing, and tell me what character you’re writing for

any character in the MCU (or any MCU actor’s other characters, i.e, frank adler, hal carter, etc etc)

fix can be any length, any genre but:

NO PETER PARKER SMUT

the song you choose must be the basis for your fic 

must use the keep reading feature

tag me in your author’s note & use the tag #songroulettechallenge

if I don’t respond within a day after you’ve posted, shoot me an ask!

Join by picking a song below!

Figures - Jessie Reyez || @zealous-whispers-of-us - bucky

Tell Me You Love Me - Demi Lovato || @cate-lynne - steve

Attention - Charlie Puth || @supersoldierslover - tbd

Cellophane - Sia || @sumafamouxx - tbd

Money Make Her Smile - Bruno Mars || @writingsebastian - bucky

Weaker Girl - Banks

Goddess - Banks

Kiwi - Harry Styles || @intergalacticaroline - bucky

My Bestfriend - Hollywood Andersen

Maps - Maroon 5 || @give-buck-his-plums - steve

Six Feet Under - The Weeknd || @coal000 - bucky 

Sorry - Halsey || @lupinsbaby - bucky

Explícale - Yandel || @radi0active-thoughts - steve

Suffer - Charlie Puth || @falloutfiona - tbd

Too Much - Kehlani

Warm Water - Banks || @sirenphrynne - bucky

You and I - PVRIS || @asirenscalling - bucky

Cherry Wine - Hozier || @steve-rogers-personal-hell - steve

Queen (Acoustic) - Jessie J

Recovery - James Arthur || @wanderlustingandwandering - bucky

Hard Feelings - Lorde

S.L.U.T - Bea Miller || @chaoswandas - steve & bucky

High - Whethan ft. Dua Lipa

She Don’t Love Me - Zayn || @prettyyoungtragedy - tbd

Touch - Little Mix || @ashryvrer - bucky

Down & Dirty - Little Mix

Teacher - Nick Jonas || @faithers10911 - bucky

I Don’t Love You - Cruel Youth

Marijuana Breath - Adam Jensen

Sleeping With A Friend - Neon Trees || @ruby-white-rabbit - clint

I Am - Jorja Smith

Gorilla - Bruno Mars || @persephone-is-here-omg - bucky

Honey - Kehlani || @dinnafashsoldat - valkyrie 

Leave Your Lover - Tyler Carter 

Sirens - NYLO

Tú Foto - Ozuna

Mirror - Myah

Dream - Bishop Briggs || @addictionmarvel - bucky

The Way I Do - Bishop Briggs || @green-eyeddragonfanfiction - bucky

Outsiders - Au/Ra

DEADLINE: MAY 1ST

#songrouletterchallenge #blade talks #Bucky barnes smut #Sebastian stan smut #steve rogers smut #Chris Evans smut #writing challenge

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Fall playlist

Honey // Kehlani . Los Ageless // St. Vincent . Hell of A Time // NSTASIA . Lemon // N.E.R.D & Rihanna . Buy Me Diamonds // Bea Miller . Don’t Take the Money feat. Lorde // Bleachers . Icon // Jaden Smith . Too Good at Goodbyes // Sam Smith . Strangers feat. Lauren Jauregui // Halsey . Faking It feat. Kehlani // Calvin Harris . I Did Something Bad // Taylor Swift . Don’t Think About It // Justine Skye 

#my shit #these songs seem to be popping up this season #i hope you like #now playing #kehlani #st. vincent #rihanna #lorde #jaden smith #sam smith #wlw #myshit

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