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fleshdyke · 1 year
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yeah not listening to goth music but still dressing goth makes you a poser i guess but who cares a goth that listens to ed sheeran is objectively hilarious. however not following punk ideals but still dressing “punk” makes you a fucking poser in the bad way
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wndamaximov · 5 years
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Of Love And Secrets
Part 2: First Date
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Summary: While y/n was initially stuck in the book store because of the rain, she stayed longer for the handsome stranger that kept her company. But this handsome stranger has a secret- one he’d rather not let see the light of day.
Warnings: Language, Fluff, Abusive Boyfriend, PTSD
Words: 1, 436
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader
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Y/n’s POV
Y/n deftly maneuvered her way through the crowds of New York, having a heated conversation with the person on the other line. Even though they hadn't been in the weapon business for around 4 years, the publicity around the decision had yet to cease. Although it did die down, the occasional desperate reporter would try to write a critical article on how business was failing ever since the arms division was shut down. Christine Everhart was the worst- and the most relentless. 
Yup, ever since y/n's nice, relaxing time at the bookstore, her life had gone back to its usual chaos. 
"Alright, will they be needing anything else?" she asked politely, to the voice on the other end. She was nearing the Stark Tower, and really wanted to be done with this call by then. She was itching to talk to somebody about last night.
It had ended perfectly, and she'd texted Steve yesterday  just after she reached her apartment.
Y/n: Hey, would you be interested in coming to The Palm with me this Friday? I heard they have the best steak in town. No blue food though :(
Steve: I'd love to! :)
Y/n: :) 
It wasn't much, but those three lines meant a lot to y/n. 
"Hello? Ms y/l/n, are you still there?" Crap. She'd forgotten all about the person in her ear. 
"Yeah, sorry, please continue." She sighed, thinking about how today was going to be a very long day.
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Steve’s POV
Steve pushed open the door to Bucky's store, bracing himself for the lecture that was bound to come.
“How stupid could you be?” Bucky was walking towards him a book in one hand, coffee in the other, a pencil stuck through his bun and another tucked behind his ear.
“Just when I thought you couldn’t get any more stupid, you did!”
“I know, I know, it was a mistake,” he admitted.
“Oh, thank God. I thought I was going to have to do more convincing.” He was about to leave, but Steve opened his mouth once more.
“But…” Steve continued, Bucky’s glare getting more and more intense, “we’re meeting next week.”
“Jesus Christ,” Bucky whispered angrily, running a hand through his hair, forgetting it was tied. He then stomped away to the “Sci-Fi and Mystery” section, shoving the book in his hand into its proper spot.
Steve followed him, making sure to keep at least a foot of distance between them. “I’m sorry, Buck-”
Bucky whirled around, jabbing his index finger into Steve’s chest, the coffee from his cup spilling a tiny bit over the edge and down his hand. “No! You don’t get to be sorry. You could go to jail, you understand?”
Steve looked down, guilty. “I can’t help it Buck.”
“I know you can’t, punk.” Bucky’s gaze softened, just for a split second. “But don’t come crying to me when something inexplicably goes wrong.”
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Y/n’s POV
“You get ‘em off our back?” Pepper and y/n walked down one of the seemingly endless hallways of the tower discussing business.
“I got ‘em off our back.” Y/n had been able to shake the glorified blogger about ten minutes earlier. 
“Was it Everhart?”
“Not this time, no. You’d think there’d be more buzz on the September Foundation, but people really love bringing back dead news. In order to put Stark Industries back on the headlines for the Foundation, I’d suggest hosting a press conference.” 
Someone passed Pepper something and asked for her signature. After signing the document, Pepper replied. “That can be arranged. Will Tony have to be there?”
“Well, it was his idea.” 
“Okay, I’ll get Tony to come. You just concentrate on alerting the press.”
“Will do. Oh, and can I take Friday evening off?” Pepper stopped moving and turned around, a knowing smile on her face.
"And what's on Friday?"
Y/n let the words, the ones she'd been waiting forever to say, tumble out of her mouth. "I have a date."
"Oh my God, finally! It's been what, five years?" Y/n's heart suddenly stopped, remembering her last boyfriend, Brock. They'd had a whirlwind romance that was amazing before he became abusive. It was the worst year of y/n's life, and the reason why she hadn't been on a date in so long. Thank God Brock was in jail, serving out his sentence. 
Pepper realized what she said, and continued, hoping to make y/n forget about Rumlow, at least for a while. "What's his name- tell me everything about him." And just like that, everything work, and Brock, related left both of their minds. Y/n talked while Pepper listened, hanging onto every word.
"He sounds perfect." And not anything like Brock, is probably what she was thinking.
Before continuing on to the elevator, Pepper told y/n to not even bother coming in on Friday. "Don't worry, I'll take care of everything. Plus, you really need a break. I swear, even the birds and squirrels here know you too well."
Y/n pretended to look offended. "Are you insinuating that everyone's sick of me?"
"No, I'm insinuating that you work too much." Pepper pushed her floor's button, and y/n watched her friend disappear behind the closing doors. 
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Friday, Y/n’s POV
Beams of sunlight hit y/n's face, coaxing her out of a deep sleep. It was the first time in a long time that she hadn't woken up to an alarm blaring, startling her awake.
She wiped the sleep from her eyes and stretched herself out on the bed. Today was the day of her big date, and she cold feel the butterflies fluttering around her stomach.
When reading romance novels, the butterflies sound so glamorous, only being a light case of nerves. For y/n, however, she felt like throwing up.
She still remembered her first date with Brock, how nice and sweet he was, just like Steve, before turning into something dark, twisted, and ugly. All of a sudden y/n didn't feel like going on a date anymore.
Just as she was about to text Steve to cancel, her doorbell rang. It was Pepper.
"You were going to cancel, weren't you?" 
"How did you know?"
"Because I know you. Also, you look like you've been crying." Y/n touched her face, surprised to find it wet. She hadn't even realized.
"Oh, and I brought backup." 
Just then, Tony Stark passed through her door, playing Shoot To Thrill by AC/DC, and said, "It's Britney Bitch."
Y/n laughed, wiping away her tears, and walked up to hug him. "Thanks, but you guys didn't need to come."
"Yeah, we did. Pepper- hair, makeup, and wardrobe STAT! I'll stay here and make sure she doesn't cancel."
Pepper rolled her eyes. "Of course, you get the easy job." 
Y/n didn't care who did what, as long as she had her friends next to her. 
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Time of date, Steve’s POV
Steve sat at their table, fidgeting with the fork and knife. This place was so out of his budget, what with the whole fancy design and immaculately dressed patrons. He felt out of place with his rented tux. 
He took a sip of water, and mid swallow, he saw her. She looked gorgeous, with a flowery, sleeveless top that flowed into a gown cut short. It was the color of blood, a deep scarlet.
He stood up to help her get seated. "You look... beautiful."
"Thanks- you do too." They shared a soft smile.
"So, work keeping you busy?" They easily fell into the rhythm they had at the book store. It was only broken twice by the waiter taking their order. Then came the time Steve was dreading- the check came.
"I gotta be honest." Steve was almost as red as y/n's dress at this point. "This place is way out of my league," he whispered, leaning close so that only y/n could hear.
She laughed, covering her mouth with her hand. Steve sat back in his seat, unsure of what to make of the situation.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't laugh, that was rude." She took a sip of her water, then dropped her card onto the plate containing the check. She didn't even let Steve protest.
"What's mine is yours," y/n said when he tried to object.
Other than that minor hiccup, the night was perfect. It ended with a mind-shattering kiss, where it felt like time had stopped and they were the only ones truly living. Not to mention, his secret was still safe.
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snowyseahorse · 6 years
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All of them
why do you do this to me
flower crown: when did you last sing to yourself?
Are We There Yet by Timeflies and Chase Rice
fairy lights: if a crystal ball could tell you the truth about anything, what would you want to know?
Where to find Better People
daisies: what is the greatest accomplishment of your life?
Pulling myself out of my worst emotional/mental state like a year ago and evolving because of it (and I guess my grades too lol I have a 4.0 and I’m taking 4 AP tests monday-wednesday)
1975: what is the first happy memory that comes to mind, recent or otherwise?
Dancing in my room and Feeling Good
matte: if you knew that in one year you would die suddenly, would you change anything about the way you are now living?
I’d tell the truth more and tell people I love them and take easy classes because What’s The Point and make out with more people (I haven’t made out with anyone in like 6 months I’m sad) and get my driver’s license and cry more
black nail polish: do you have a bucket list? if so, what are the top three things?
I don’t! I just want to be happy. Nothing else matters.
pantone: describe a person close to your life in detail.
Jeremy @diediedie000000000000000000000 is my closest friend right now and he’s fantastic. He has the most confusing eating habits and I don’t even try to understand them; he’ll eat like 3 servings worth of pastries and beef jerkey and sunflower seeds and 5 thin mints for breakfast. His metabolism is golden too, so he eats so much but has no body weight or fat. His hair is black and long enough to run my fingers through, which always messes it up. (but he says he enjoys it so it’s all good) He likes the aesthetic when it’s wet and all over the place, but doesn’t like actually having wet hair. His skin is perfect too and he has cute little freckles below his eyes that make him look like a literal angel. He doesn’t like drawing attention to himself but is a sluT for attention from his friends, so when I randomly take pictures of him he looks so bashful and pleased and adorable and tries so hard not to smile. On FaceTime sometimes he’ll just straight-up ask for attention and I turn off my laptop and we both lay down on our beds and make noises at each other. It’s so hard to believe that he used to ignore me in the hallways because he’s shy. I’d pass him and call his name or touch his shoulders and he wouldn’t even make eye contact. He also lied and said that he doesn’t like cuddles, and now he’s one of the most physically affectionate people I’ve ever met. (he also said that he didn’t like to say “I love you” to his friends and guess what else changed) Even at school he’ll get really close and just touch my leg or my side. (our computer graphics 2 class probably all thinks we’re dating) He does this cute thing where if I pet his nose he like leans his head into my hand like a cat and my brain is just like oh my gosh protect this human. He has a lot of cute mannerisms too. When I’m on the call and he has to put his phone down he makes the same little face that he uses for literally every snapchat he sends, with his lips pressed together and his eyebrows raised. If he’s explaining something really intensely he will sometimes curve his fingers like he’s holding two tennis balls and tense up his entire body. He’s an enneagram 4, which basically means that he gets high off of being special, and we use it as a meme when we’re talking about him. Whenever I do something weird I ask him if it “satisfies his ennegram 4” and he replies that it does. He also likes doing things that make him feel closer to someone, I guess because it reaffirms his importance and reliance. Wearing no makeup or having messy hair or singing in front of him are things he really appreciates(I’ve done all three). I’m painting him as really soft and pure but he also can be quick to retaliate (”if someone starts something, you can be sure I’ll finish it”) or become defensive if he considers himself provoked. He doesn’t like having people dislike him though, and is really proud of not hating anyone or having any real enemies. His memory is terrible, especially at night, and honestly it’s a miracle if he remembers anything that happens past 9pm. Even his short term memory after dark is pitiful. There was one night where I tested him and told him to remember a song, and 10 minutes later when I asked he has no idea what I was talking about. I’d ask him to corroborate the story but there’s no chance that he remembers. The lack of memory makes him really doubtful of facts too. My favorite test is to ask “Jeremy, did I grow up in a fjord?” (I didn’t) and he usually starts with “no”, but if after he answers I don’t say anything, he always changes to “yes?” and prompts my “JeremY, this literally happens every time. You KNOW that I didn’t, and just because I stay silent doesn’t mean that you’re wrong.” Am I a bad person? He really just needs to be protected; I’m so worried that one day he’ll literally sell his soul or do drugs or blow all of his money and just think nothing of it. I would never trust Jeremy with finances. He’s an impulse buyer, and sometimes also gives people way too much money to eat spicy food or something else unpleasant; it drives me insane because I despisE spending money. Video games are another one of his vices. He’s amazing at every game he plays. It’s really just excessive at this point. Pokemon is his childhood and he destroys me on Pokemon Showdown constantly. (I’ve never played a proper pokemon game) He got me into PS, eating in my room, and RWBY, and I introduced him to Be More Chill and Heathers and Hamilton. He can sing really well, which is only further proof that he’s actually an angel. I feel like we have a pretty good balance as friends. He tackles his emotions head-on while I avoid them at all costs. He like to be able to rely on other people and I only want to rely on myself. He only owns one pair of shoes (by choicE) and I love feeling pretty by wearing makeup and outfits I like. He keeps his family out of his social life and I tell mine everything. He’s a wonderful friend and I don’t deserve him at all but I try my best to.
moodboard: do you feel you had a happy childhood?
Yes! My family is wonderful so I got lucky.
stars: when did you last cry in front of another person?
I don’t know. I usually don’t. It was probably Jeremy though.
plants: pick a person to stargaze with you and explain why you picked them.
Jeremy,,,,,, because he’s my closest friend.
converse: would you ever have a deep conversation with a stranger and open up to them?
To an extent. It depends on who they are.
lace: when was your last 3am conversation with someone, and who were they to you?
I haven’t stayed up until 3am probably since I was dating my ex boyfriend, so him.
handwriting: if you were about to die, and you could only say one more sentence to one person, what would you say and to whom?
Probably tell my mom that I love and appreciate her.
cactus: what is your opinion on brown eyes?
They wonderful and u n i q u e
sunrise: pick a quote and describe what it means to you personally.
“It is a dangerous thing to unbelieve something only because it frightens you“ - Cheshire Cat in the book “Heartless“ (I just really like it because it’s so consistent with truth and fighting against oneself)
oil paints: what would you title the autobiography of your life so far?
I don’t know, maybe something about evolving and getting through thing and becoming better. Maybe “Better” because it also aligns with the OneRepublic song
overalls: what would you do with one billion dollars?
I hate spending money, I’d probably just hold onto it forever
combat boots: are you a very forgiving person? do you like being this way?
I used to be more so, but life isn’t as black and white as it used to be. 
winged eyeliner: write a hundred word letter to your twelve year old self.
Literally 12 year old me was doing fine. She doesn’t need a letter. 14 year old me maybe did.
pastel: would you describe yourself as more punk or pastel?
pastel
tattoos: how do you feel about tattoos and piercings? explain.
I don’t think I’ll get any more piercing than the ones in my ears now because earrings irritate my ears and it just wouldn’t be worth it. I like the look of tattoos that are slightly darker than the skin, and are on the person’s hands or waist, but I probably won’t get any. I don’t know. People can do whatever they want with their bodies.
piercings: do you wear a lot of makeup? why/why not?
Foundation, eyeliner, mascara, concealer, some highlighter. I just like the look of it.
bands: talk about a song/band/lyric that has affected your life in some way. 
I don’t know, but TOP is always a good choice for this. I made my Depression Castle in minecraft listening to them.
messy bun: the world is listening. pick one sentence you would tell them.
I believe in you
cry baby: list the concerts you have been to and talk about how they make you feel.
The only one that made me feel anything was when I saw OneRepublic with my ex boyfriend. He started talking about depression and my hearT.
grunge: who in the world would you most like to receive a letter from and what would you want it to say?
I’ve talked about the first person I was in love with, and I’d probably want the letter to be from her because we don’t talk that much now. We’re going to prom in the same group and she’s going to be so gorgeous and I’m going to gravitate to her like I always do and I don’t know. I just want to know that she doesn’t hate me.
space: do you have a desk/workspace and how is it organised/not organised?
Yes! I’m sentimental as hec and so I have pieces of paper from my friends and small things and sticky notes all over the back. (actually I calligraphied “Riley” and “Katherine” onto sticky notes a while ago to put there because I don’t have anything physical to remind me of you two)
white bed sheets: what is your night time routine?
Call Jeremy, brush my teeth, floss, I’m probably already in pajamas, take my makeup off, unmake my bed, take my bra off, get into bed, say goodnight, sleeP
old books: what’s one thing you don’t want your parents to know?
That I masturbate………. My mom was talking once about how I might not orgasm until I’m in my 20s and that’s ok, and I just kind of laughed. It would probably be fine if I told her but ya know
beaches: if you had to dye your hair how would you dye/style it and why?
I just redyed it pink today!
eyes: pick five people to go on an excursion with you. who would you pick and where would you go/what would you do?
Jeremy, Marissa(she doesn’t have a tumblr), @parksandrecmeup, @sparklygemsuniverse, and @internet-pringle and honestly I’d go anywhere with them
11:11: name three wishes and why you wish for them.
Happiness (it’s what I always wish for at 11:11)
That my future will be wonderful
That the world will improve
painting: what is the best halloween costume you have ever put together? if none, make one up.
When I was smol my mom sewed this thick piece of fabric together and we painted and stick feathers to a mask so that I could be Hedwig from Harry Potter. I was so warmmmmmm
lightning: what’s the worst thing you’ve ever done while drunk or high?
Never been either because I’m boring
thunder: what’s one thing you would never do for one million dollars?
Kill someone
storms: you on only listen to one song for the rest of your life, or only see one person for the rest of your life. which and why?
Song, because I can still go about my normal life and interact with society
love: have you ever fallen in love? describe what it feels like to realise you’re in love.
Twice! The second time was better and softer. I was always smiling and happy, and texted him 24/7. My heart felt like it glowed.
clouds: if you’re a boy, would you ever rock black nail polish? if you’re a girl, would you ever rock really really short hair?
Nah. I like my hair
coffee: what’s your starbucks order, and who would you trust to order for you, if anyone?
Hot chocolate because I Avoid starbucks, and anyone can order for me tbh
marble: what is the most important thing to you in your life right now?
Myself *sunglasses emoji* (I’d say Jeremy but like he doesn’t need my help, my main goal is helping myself)
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lsradio · 7 years
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BEST OF THIS WEEK'S BUNCH: 20th - 26th March 2017
  Pinata Carnival: Skinner’s Lane w/ Black Pulp & Native Kings @ Buyers Club 23.3.17 
It’s pouring with rain outside so what better way to escape the gloomy nights than to head down to Buyers Club on Thursday and escape to the tropical lineup of the Pinata Carnival! Word on the street is that there will be pinatas and the brilliant Liverpool based indie rock trio, Skinner’s Lane will be making their debut!
Skinner’s Lane take influence from the heaviness of Royal Blood with a splash of Black Keys personality, so their set is bound to be the talk of the night.
Alongside Skinner’s Lane on the bill for the night will be the recent talk of the town, Black Pulp. With their latest release, Cry Again having astounding success on Spotify, regular airtime on BBC Introducing and recently smashing their headline set at EBGBS last month, it would be a rookie mistake to miss these fellas as they’re certainly making their mark on the scene.
The lineup doesn’t end there as the third and final act, Native Kings are another local trio who call themselves a ‘3 piece stampede’…better watch your back because this alt act are gonna knock you down! Their latest release, Afraid to Love You is set to be on another level so be sure to get a teasing treat of the future smash and head down to Buyers Club on Thursday evening!
Tickets available online via Facebook Event Page & available OTD.
  Thundercat @ Invisible Wind Factory 24.3.17 
World-renowned funk specialist Thundercat will be performing at the Invisible Wind Factory, this Friday for a sell-out event – the perfect venue for the artist. The member of legendary thrash punks Suicidal Tendencies has collaborated with the likes of Kendrick Lamar and Pharrell, along with the release of his critically acclaimed album Drunk, it is safe to say this night is going to be a special one.
Photo Credit: Alchetron
The genre-bending artist has a unique sound, which has attracted artist all around the world to collaborate with him. Hits such as Them Changes and Drunk are certainly going to be crowd favourites. Thundercat is a master of the bass guitar, and I am certainly looking forward to seeing his skill in person during the performance!
Words: Kuda Mushangi
  Ditto Live w/ XamVolo & The Wicked Whispers @ Camp & Furnace 24.3.17
There’s so much new music out there in Liverpool, and luckily for us Ditto Music are hosting a night of top notch music, showcasing the best emerging artists from Merseyside. Hosted by BBC Introducing’s Dave Monks the line-up includes Xam Volo – an extremely talented musician who will be bringing his unique blend of Neo-Soul and Jazz to the night.
Photo Credit: Ditto Music
Also on the bill is alternative indie rock band Oya Paya, The Wicked Whispers with their classic rock sound and LUNGS, who are no doubt going to treat us all to a set packed full of their infectious tunes. Also making an appearance is Venus Demilo, a band who are quickly making waves in the Liverpool music scene.
But the music doesn’t stop there. Lilium, Seprona, The Sneaky Nixons, Little Triggers, The Mono LPs, Bribes, Danxia and Neil Noa complete the line-up for a night of fantastic music that is bound to keep you moving until the early hours of the morning.
Tickets available online via See Tickets 
Words: Laura Copestake
  The Magic Gang (Supporting Circa Waves) @ Liverpool Guild of Students 24.3.17
Brighton four piece The Magic Gang play Liverpool Guild of Students this Friday night as one of the support acts alongside INHEAVEN to Circa Waves. Describing their genre of music as “music for you mind, body, spirt and soul”, this show is set to be an energetic one.
Photo Credit: Emma Swann
Coming off the back of supporting Wolf Alice and Swim Deep in the past two years, the dynamic band have earned themselves recognition for being one of the most fun bands to watch live.  With their single How Can I Compete being MistaJam’s Hottest Record in the World back in February on Radio 1, this band have already got a great backing behind them and are having a cracking start to 2017. So if you’re after a great night of indie-pop music, let’s hope you’ve bagged your ticket for this sold out gig on Friday!
Words: Naomi Gillies
  Melodic Distractions w/ Roy Davis Jr. @ Camp & Furnace 24.3.17 
Honing from house’s spiritual home, Chicago, Roy Davis Jr is one of the legends we all dream about when we rest our dilated pupils. This is a one time offer, not only for Liverpool, but a statement largely true of the UK. With weeks of build up, Melodic Distraction have lay the foundations for what is set to be their biggest night of the year.
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It seems strange that this is only their second birthday considering the absolute bits they’ve been doing across the city via Melodic Distraction radio, featuring local talent from Andrew Hill, Tom Lye, and the Melodic Distraction residents; Nick & Nath, as well as international monsters like Ross From Friends. Jaxon Lamond also joins the lineup, an Aussie kind enough to play us ‘poms’ his style of house from across the pond. (Two ponds? Water anyway.) Roy has been crate-digging for most of his life, so expect new gems, Chicago classics, and everything in between, but not dubstep; definitely not dubstep… or trance.
Final Release tickets available online via Skiddle
Words: George Griffin
  The Slow Readers Club @ Arts Club 25.3.17 
The Slow Readers Club are a first-rate rock band from Manchester. Fronted by vocalist Aaron Starkie, guitar and backing vocals from Kurtis Starkie, Jim Ryan on bass guitar and last but not least David Whitworth on drums. The band have supported the likes of Catfish and the Bottlemen and the Manchester Evening News stated that ‘’The Slow Readers Club are currently one of the most exciting sounds coming out of our fair city’’.
Photo Credit: Broken Amp
This isn’t the first time that The Slow Readers Club will have played in Liverpool, previously playing at the Echo Arena alongside a whole host of other musicians in December last year. Their upcoming tour is kicking off in this city, 3 out of the 7 shows are already sold out, so grab your tickets quick because this band are set to give you a fantastic night full of fresh indie rock, not one to be missed.
Words: Grace Dutch 
  Otherkin @ Arts Club 25.3.17
Otherkin are set to take the attic of the Arts Club by storm this Saturday in an event which you won’t want to miss out on. Being the last date of their Bad Advice tour after a mixture of headline shows and support slots for The Amazons, it’s unlikely this Dublin four piece will be taking any prisoners.
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Currently creating ripples in the music scene, they have become known for their grungry Britpop sounding tunes and their ability for putting on one hell of a live performance. Having released music since 2015, they have already began to build up a back catalogue of songs including multiple singles and 2 EPs (Be sure to check out the latest single Bad Advice which is also the lead single off of their debut album). Supporting local Liverpudlian band, The Bohos alongside other acts Split and The Protagonists, the night is one you won’t be forgetting any time soon.
Tickets available online via Ticketweb
Words: Jess Fleming
  Lewis Watson @ Manchester Sound Control 26.3.17 
The dreamboat and all-time lovely human that is the one and only Lewis Watson has made his return to the music scene and is better than ever! After what feels like a lifetime since his debut album, The Morning was released I’m forever happy to say that Lewis is back with a brand new album and a full tour including a date at Manchester’s very own Sound Control this Sunday.
Photo Credit: Bodega
You can expect to hear a mixture of new music and old as Lewis Watson is amongst those who have been uploading music on Youtube since 2010. With support from London band Slowlights, Sunday is set to be a dreamy and magical night of musical loveliness- not to be missed! Midnight is released this Friday (24/03/17)
Tickets available online via See Tickets 
Words: Jess Fleming
  Featured Photo Credit: Katy Cummings 
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wndamaximov · 5 years
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Of Love and Secrets
Part 2: First Date
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Summary: While y/n was initially stuck in the book store because of the rain, she stayed longer for the handsome stranger that kept her company. But this handsome stranger has a secret- one he’d rather not let see the light of day.
Warnings: Language, Fluff, Abusive Boyfriend, PTSD
Words: 1, 436
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader
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Y/n deftly maneuvered her way through the crowds of New York, having a heated conversation with the person on the other line. Even though they hadn’t been in the weapon business for around 4 years, the publicity around the decision had yet to cease. Although it did die down, the occasional desperate reporter would try to write a critical article on how business was failing ever since the arms division was shut down. Christine Everhart was the worst- and the most relentless.
Yup, ever since y/n’s nice, relaxing time at the bookstore, her life had gone back to its usual chaos.
“Alright, will they be needing anything else?” she asked politely, to the voice on the other end. She was nearing the Stark Tower, and really wanted to be done with this call by then. She was itching to talk to somebody about last night.
It had ended perfectly, and she’d texted Steve yesterday  just after she reached her apartment.
Y/n: Hey, would you be interested in coming to The Palm with me this Friday? I heard they have the best steak in town. No blue food though :(
Steve: I’d love to! :)
Y/n: :)
It wasn’t much, but those three lines meant a lot to y/n.
“Hello? Ms y/l/n, are you still there?” Crap. She’d forgotten all about the person in her ear.
“Yeah, sorry, please continue.” She sighed, thinking about how today was going to be a very long day.
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Steve’s POV
Steve pushed open the door to Bucky’s store, bracing himself for the lecture that was bound to come.
“How stupid could you be?” Bucky was walking towards him a book in one hand, coffee in the other, a pencil stuck through his bun and another tucked behind his ear.
“Just when I thought you couldn’t get any more stupid, you did!”
“I know, I know, it was a mistake,” he admitted.
“Oh, thank God. I thought I was going to have to do more convincing.” He was about to leave, but Steve opened his mouth once more.
“But…” Steve continued, Bucky’s glare getting more and more intense, “we’re meeting next week.”
“Jesus Christ,” Bucky whispered angrily, running a hand through his hair, forgetting it was tied. He then stomped away to the “Sci-Fi and Mystery” section, shoving the book in his hand into its proper spot.
Steve followed him, making sure to keep at least a foot of distance between them. “I’m sorry, Buck-”
Bucky whirled around, jabbing his index finger into Steve’s chest, the coffee from his cup spilling a tiny bit over the edge and down his hand. “No! You don’t get to be sorry. You could go to jail, you understand?”
Steve looked down, guilty. “I can’t help it Buck.”
“I know you can’t, punk.” Bucky’s gaze softened, just for a split second. “But don’t come crying to me when something inexplicably goes wrong.”
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Y/n’s POV
“You get ‘em off our back?” Pepper and y/n walked down one of the seemingly endless hallways of the tower discussing business.
“I got ‘em off our back.” Y/n had been able to shake the glorified blogger about ten minutes earlier.
“Was it Everhart?”
“Not this time, no. You’d think there’d be more buzz on the September Foundation, but people really love bringing back dead news. In order to put Stark Industries back on the headlines for the Foundation, I’d suggest hosting a press conference.”
Someone passed Pepper something and asked for her signature. After signing the document, Pepper replied. “That can be arranged. Will Tony have to be there?”
“Well, it was his idea.”
“Okay, I’ll get Tony to come. You just concentrate on alerting the press.”
“Will do. Oh, and can I take Friday evening off?” Pepper stopped moving and turned around, a knowing smile on her face.
“And what’s on Friday?”
Y/n let the words, the ones she’d been waiting forever to say, tumble out of her mouth. “I have a date.”
“Oh my God, finally! It’s been what, five years?” Y/n’s heart suddenly stopped, remembering her last boyfriend, Brock. They’d had a whirlwind romance that was amazing before he became abusive. It was the worst year of y/n’s life, and the reason why she hadn’t been on a date in so long. Thank God Brock was in jail, serving out his sentence.
Pepper realized what she said, and continued, hoping to make y/n forget about Rumlow, at least for a while. “What’s his name- tell me everything about him.” And just like that, everything work, and Brock, related left both of their minds. Y/n talked while Pepper listened, hanging onto every word.
“He sounds perfect.” And not anything like Brock, is probably what she was thinking.
Before continuing on to the elevator, Pepper told y/n to not even bother coming in on Friday. “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of everything. Plus, you really need a break. I swear, even the birds and squirrels here know you too well.”
Y/n pretended to look offended. “Are you insinuating that everyone’s sick of me?”
“No, I’m insinuating that you work too much.” Pepper pushed her floor’s button, and y/n watched her friend disappear behind the closing doors.
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Friday, Y/n’s POV
Beams of sunlight hit y/n’s face, coaxing her out of a deep sleep. It was the first time in a long time that she hadn’t woken up to an alarm blaring, startling her awake.
She wiped the sleep from her eyes and stretched herself out on the bed. Today was the day of her big date, and she cold feel the butterflies fluttering around her stomach.
When reading romance novels, the butterflies sound so glamorous, only being a light case of nerves. For y/n, however, she felt like throwing up.
She still remembered her first date with Brock, how nice and sweet he was, just like Steve, before turning into something dark, twisted, and ugly. All of a sudden y/n didn’t feel like going on a date anymore.
Just as she was about to text Steve to cancel, her doorbell rang. It was Pepper.
“You were going to cancel, weren’t you?"
"How did you know?”
“Because I know you. Also, you look like you’ve been crying.” Y/n touched her face, surprised to find it wet. She hadn’t even realized.
“Oh, and I brought backup."
Just then, Tony Stark passed through her door, playing Shoot To Thrill by AC/DC, and said, "It’s Britney Bitch.”
Y/n laughed, wiping away her tears, and walked up to hug him. “Thanks, but you guys didn’t need to come.”
“Yeah, we did. Pepper- hair, makeup, and wardrobe STAT! I’ll stay here and make sure she doesn’t cancel.”
Pepper rolled her eyes. “Of course, you get the easy job."
Y/n didn’t care who did what, as long as she had her friends next to her.
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Time of date, Steve’s POV
Steve sat at their table, fidgeting with the fork and knife. This place was so out of his budget, what with the whole fancy design and immaculately dressed patrons. He felt out of place with his rented tux.
He took a sip of water, and mid swallow, he saw her. She looked gorgeous, with a flowery, sleeveless top that flowed into a gown cut short. It was the color of blood, a deep scarlet.
He stood up to help her get seated. "You look… beautiful.”
“Thanks- you do too.” They shared a soft smile.
“So, work keeping you busy?” They easily fell into the rhythm they had at the book store. It was only broken twice by the waiter taking their order. Then came the time Steve was dreading- the check came.
“I gotta be honest.” Steve was almost as red as y/n’s dress at this point. “This place is way out of my league,” he whispered, leaning close so that only y/n could hear.
She laughed, covering her mouth with her hand. Steve sat back in his seat, unsure of what to make of the situation.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t laugh, that was rude.” She took a sip of her water, then dropped her card onto the plate containing the check. She didn’t even let Steve protest.
“What’s mine is yours,” y/n said when he tried to object.
Other than that minor hiccup, the night was perfect. It ended with a mind-shattering kiss, where it felt like time had stopped and they were the only ones truly living. Not to mention, his secret was still safe.
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