#sunset time tonight est

[jlheon]

౨ৎ — hair dye (sjy)

pairing. bf! sim jaeyun x fem! reader synopsis. you and jake decide to get matching hair colors genre. est. relationship fluff wc. 1241 notes. if jake goes red maybe i will too! library.

you were a force to reckon with. once you started dating jake, both of you paired together made for many impulsive late-night decisions.

just as tonight did.

it was nearly 2 am when you had sat up from bed with a ‘brilliant’ idea.

you and jake were not sleeping yet, the sunset lamp you purchased was still on to illuminate the room.

you had brought it over since you spent more time at jake's house than at your apartment.

you two mindlessly scrolled on your phones, enjoying the comfortable silence.

“baby why are you up?” jake mumbled, his arm locking around your waist to bring you back to his chest.

“you would do anything for me right?” you asked, looking down at him and brushing some hair strands off his forehead.

“of course,” he sat up next to you, taking your smaller hand in his. “where is this coming from?” his eyes shone with slight worry.

“would you dye your hair to match with me?”

and that is all it took for you and jake to get in the car and drive to the nearest hair supply store. for some reason, your hair supply store was thankfully open when you arrived.

letting out an exhale in relief as you and jake came up upon the ‘OPEN’ light sign, he opened the door and ushered you in first. mostly because neither of you even considered checking if the place was open.

“hi ____! nice to see you and..?” liz, the cashier, greeted.

she had known you as a frequent customer due to your tendency to get bored of your hair quickly.

“hi liz! this my boyfriend jake! we’re looking for some red hair dye enough for the both of us.” you explained, tugging him along when liz led you down an aisle.

“this should be enough!” she handed you a large bottle of developer, which jake quickly took off your hands.

the three of you walked towards the checkout to get ringed up. before liz even finished scanning all your items jake had already taken his silly minion card out to pay.

“ikeu it was my idea, you should have let me pay.” you huffed, settling into the passenger’s seat while he made sure you were buckled properly.

you had no idea when he started checking your seatbelt but he had been insistent ever since he started.

you told him multiple times you could buckle yourself but he said it made him feel more at ease. so who were you to oppose?

“you know that as long as i have money i’ll never let you pay baby,” he said, turning on the car engine, and driving back towards his apartment.

when you reached his building the sky decided to downpour.

making jake run to the passenger’s side to get you so he could wrap the both of you in his jacket and make a run for it.

once you had made it inside you both were completely drenched. sharing many giggles in the elevator, due to you calling him a puppy after a bath. he was just so cute.

unlocking his door he got himself changed into a new set of clothes and got you one of his old t-shirts to change into. picking shirts he wouldn’t mind getting dirty. grabbing some towels from the bathroom so you could start your hair dye escapade.

you sat on the bathroom counter, jake standing between your legs, putting the red dye all over his hair.

you made sure to wear gloves as you had an afternoon lecture the next day and didn’t want it to look like you killed elmo.

jake basked in the fact you were continuously carding your fingers through his hair.

sliding off the countertop when you finished his hair, you kept your gloves on. letting him help you do the back of your head while you handled the front.

he purposely got some on your neck, the coolness of the dye making you shake. in spite, you reached up to put some on his ears.

the acoustics of the bathroom amplifying your shared giggles, which you tried to lessen due to sunghoon being asleep in the room next door.

the soft sounds of your playlist filled the room while you both sat on the bathroom floor with a 30-minute timer for the dye to set in.

the alarm on your phone started to vibrate, signaling it was time to wash your hair.

since you had did your boyfriend's hair first he had to wash his out first. you put on another pair of gloves and had jake lean over the bathtub so you could rinse out the product.

the water from the faucet turned a bright red once hitting jake's hair. you used shampoo and conditioner to make sure jake wouldn’t sleep without the soft hair you loved to play with.

after you checked his hair was fully washed, you had him dry it with a towel as a hairdryer would most definitely disturb sunghoon’s slumber.

you had laughed once you switched places, jake now washing your hair, since he forgot to wear gloves his hands quickly turned a bright shade of red.

he didn’t even bother correcting his mistake, not minding the staining that would last for a couple of days at least.

as both of you dried your hair in front of the mirror you admired your matching hair.

smiling at how quickly he agreed to do his hair just for you.

he saw you grinning at him in the mirror and leaned down to kiss all over your face, rambling on about how the red suits you perfectly.

brushing your teeth and cleaning up the mess of hair products around his bathroom, you both finally headed to bed.

jake slipping into the spot next to you, engulfing you into a hug and intertwining his legs with yours.

by now it was nearly 6 am the sun was starting to peek out.

despite the sunlight creeping into the room through the cracks in the curtains, you both were knocked out like lights.

at around 9 am sunghoon waltzed into jake’s bedroom ready to ask him if he and you wanted anything for breakfast.

only to be met with a lump of blankets and red-stained hands peeking out from under the covers.

“OH MY GOD JAKE WHY ARE YOU COVERED IN BLOOD!” sunghoon shrieked, ripping the blankets off of you both.

triggering you both to tiredly groan. trying to return to sleep, you buried your head in the crook of jake’s neck, letting him deal with sunghoon alone.

“take a look at our hair hoon,” he rasped out.

“oh i see…” sunghoon lied. “it’s..?” waiting for someone to finish his sentence.

“it’s red hoon.” you deadpanned, shooing him to get out.

“OH! looks awesome guys! when did you do it?”

“at 2 am, now get out.”

“you are so cranky jake,” sunghoon pouted. “i guess i’ll only get ____ breakfast on my way back from class.”

“no please hoon i am so hungry..” jake pleaded.

“all you get is a slice of untoasted toast.”

“isn’t that just bread?”

“he will take whatever you give him just let me go back to sleep oh my god.” you groaned, flipping over.

“goodnight baby,” jake said, wrapping his arms around your waist to spoon you.

“it’s morning,” sunghoon commented.

“get out hoon.”

“finee,” he sulked, closing the door behind him.

[vicsy]

They had an agreement, thing is. 

Lance hadn't forgotten even in the midst of getting his brain scrambled and his body feeling like jelly once the last bits of the adrenaline seeped out of him; evaporated like droplets of water on the heated surface of the Singapore race track, streaked with burnt tyre marks and covered in the debris of his car.

His dad caught up with him at the doors of the med center, tugging Lance in for a mindful hug, away from cameras and those media vultures. The doctors had already cleared him of the worst but Lance couldn't fight a jittery feeling, even with Lawrence's hold steadying him in more ways than one. He powered through it, though, managing a quick foray to catering and finding nothing to his liking. 

Lance's phone was a minute or two away from blowing up, messages and notifications piling up. He called his sister instead of texting her back, gingerly sitting on the side of the hotel room bed, the aftermath of his crash reverberating through his bones, a faint buzzing under his skin. When Chloe picked up with envious speed, as if she's been waiting, Lance cut off whatever she was gearing up to say, his voice steadier than he felt. 

Fine. He was fine. He didn't have to see the pics; he's been there, he lived through it. Saved him from the mockery of it all, for sure.

He set his phone on the nightstand beside a pack of painkillers the doctors prescribed and a half-drank bottle of water, slumping against the headboard, floating on the verge of passing out. It took some time to settle in, Lance diligently cataloguing every painful pang and uncomfortable pull of muscles that made him grit his teeth until he settled carefully on his side, facing the panoramic window. 

He hadn't forgotten, even in sleep, and when Lance opens his eyes, disturbed by a familiar noise of the door opening, something stirs at the back of his mind, a warning flashing before his bleary eyes. 

It was their thing. On media day, Lance found himself chatting away with Esteban when Fernando came up to both of them, discreetly palming Lance's ass, then dipping his fingers in his back pocket to fish out a keycard. Este only looked in horror and Lance barely contained a tiny laugh bubbling in his chest. Fernando's nonchalance as he waved the keycard playfully at him and shot a pointed took Esteban's way earned Lance a nasty smack on the shoulder and a frantic tirade half in French, half in English. 

That was Thursday. Lance ended up spread out on the bed, panting into the mattress helplessly, thighs shaking as Fernando took his fill and they fell asleep tangled with each other, sated. On Friday night, he went down to his knees, Fernando's eyes screwed shut and his back pressed against the door of his hotel room, fingers tangled in Lance's hair, the keycard he stole lying on the floor beside him. Two could play this game.

And tonight, they're not supposed to–

There's a muffled sound of footsteps and then the bed dips. Lance moves to roll onto his back, only to stop short as a hand wraps around his middle, strong and possessive. Fernando presses his body alongside his, sure and steady; warm but out of place. 

"Fernando?" Lance calls out, dumbly, in some sort of dizzy disbelief. 

He wasn't superstitious. It was Fernando's forte. Anyone else would have laughed it off but Lance listened to Fernando's reasoning the night after they raced in Spain, stealing two days out of the schedule to be away from their pressing obligations, media shitstorm and judgmental looks. Lance doesn't remember leaving the bed much but the sunset over Oviedo burned itself in his memory, along with every little quiver and moan Fernando wrenched out of him, sealing their lips together as the sun slipped below the horizon outside an open window. 

"Is bad luck," Fernando had said, propped up on one elbow, mouth curving in an easy grin that pulled a lazy smile out of Lance, almost automatically. "Better we always miss one day and meet after the race, no?"

Fernando kissed the corner of his mouth, gripping the back of Lance's neck, and he'd agreed to the terms, never the one to protest. It didn't matter to Lance much back then, setting a tray with their food aside in favor of pulling Fernando on top of him, chasing what neither of them should have ever had.

And yet.

A day before the race, they stay in their rooms; they don't fuck. No funny business. 

They had an agreement and it shouldn't be broken over Lance's own string of bad fucking luck or whatever karmic debt he acquired; over the hunger he knows resides deep in Fernando's soul. Over the one that flickers within Lance, a trivial thing before the real enormity of it swallowed him whole. 

Fernando's palm slips up and down his thigh, fingers passing over the hem of his sleep shorts and Lance's breath hitches. He's never said no, but he's not in the right condition for anything, let alone lying there and taking it. Usually Fernando rolls him onto his belly and Lance goes, pliant and willing and already breathless with anticipation. Now, his body freezes like he's about to crash again and his mind wanders.

Offhandedly, Lance tries to remember if Fernando had called or texted him but what would be the point of it now? He breathes in shakily, staying painfully still. 

"Hey, I don't–"

Fernando cuts him off.

"Shh," he whispers as if annoyed, softly kissing the nape of Lance's neck once, twice, then splaying his palm across the flat plane of Lance's stomach. "You sleep now. Tomorrow, we race."

It knocks Lance off balance, the way he entirely missed the mark. He feels Fernando burrow his face in his hair, breath tickling his sensitive skin. He holds Lance close, his grip unrelenting, borderline suffocating and something cracks open in Lance's chest, spills out and makes him shiver. The tension eases and he tentatively covers Fernando's hand on his body with his. 

Crawling out of the corner Lance backed himself into, he settles in the bewildered comfort. In his eyes, Fernando is two men at once — the one who who isn't scared of means to an end in order to win and the one who comes up with a different nickname to call Lance in private, making his heart flutter. 

And in the never-ending aftermath of his crash, in the face of those who always turn their back to Lance, the latter man claims his victory. Lulled by Fernando's steady heartbeat against his shoulder blades, Lance slips into fitful sleep, hope nestling deep in his ribcage. 

He wakes with a jolt. Feels like he's fallen into a pit, panicky and sticky with sweat, heart hammering away an uneven rhythm. A heavy weight of Fernando's hand is still slung across his back, a solid point of contact. Some semblance of relief lurches in his throat along with nausea. 

Lance knows something is wrong. He sluggishly gets his hands underneath himself, struggling to lift himself up, and falls back on the bed with a pathetic little noise. His alarm hasn't gone off yet. It's barely light outside. 

His limbs won't cooperate, no substantial strength in his muscles, his t-shirt sticking to his skin uncomfortably. Head pounding, Lance blinks rapidly, suddenly out of breath, like he just completed the race. What a fucking joke. He screws his eyes shut, his mind racing.  

A hand pushes on his shoulder to roll him onto his back in a sick reverse of what he's used to. When Lance blinks his eyes open again, Fernando's sleep-rumpled face swims into his vision. He can't read his expression right, just takes in the lines of worry on Fernando's forehead. He must look like hell.

Lance shakes his head against the pillow, the pinprick of tears in the corners of his eyes. Fernando's shoulders sag as he rasps:

"Is fine, Lance."

It's not. He's not fit to race, a hopeless case at this point. 

"I can't," Lance chokes against the unfamiliar lump in his throat. "Fer, I'm– I can't."

He hurts all over, pain erupting in different parts of his body and then flaring everywhere at once. Lance feels so fucking betrayed, restrained, pitiful. He remembers waking up from surgery, groggy and still half-broken but it feels worse now, feels baneful. Lance moves to swipe damp hair from his forehead, hand wavering, laden. 

Fernando takes him by the wrist, lifts his hand gentle enough and Lance allows to be manoeuvred, guided. Then; a kiss placed over the scar there, warm lips pressed to his clammy skin, grounding him. Lance lets an ugly sob free.

"Is fine," Fernando repeats, a hollow look in his eyes. His fingers tighten around Lance's wrist. "I race for us both this time."

He leaves, soon after; Lance stays behind. 

He almost wishes Fernando good luck, out of habit. Almost. Lately, Lance has been all out of it but he'd spare some for Fernando, unprompted. He promises Lance to wear one of his gloves for the race. For luck. Lance's face twist as do his insides. He's always been dismal at masking how he really feels. 

The last twenty laps Lance watches from the back of the Aston Martin garage, tucked safely away from the reporters. His body still feels sore, like a foreign entity that exists outside of him but it pales in comparison to the feeling of his stomach dropping as Fernando spins on the track and keeps losing and losing and losing. 

Perhaps, it's Lance's luck that does him in. Misplaced blame tastes acrid on his tongue. 

As the celebrations unfold, he seeks Fernando out from a distance. He catches him among the sea of mechanics, race suit undone halfway, the same hollowed look from this morning haunting his features. He stalks forward, past where Lance has glued himself to one of the chairs. He makes no move to follow. Fernando doesn't grace him with a mere gaze. In the background, fireworks erupt.

Back in his hotel room, suitcase laid on the floor in disarray, Lance distracts himself and puts his phones aside, itching to shoot a text or anything, really. Fernando has been radio silent since the end of the race, leaving the debrief earlier than usual. Lance isn't some dumb, love-sick teenager, he knows well enough that after today's debacle Fernando would need space. He waits with patience honed with years.

And waits.

And waits.

Then gives up, momentarily scorned. It's almost past midnight. He should have known better; Esteban would be right to laugh in his face. 

They had an agreement. 

It's unfair to the core since Fernando shattered it himself and the reason why was kept implicit, just beneath the surface. Too many ifs cross Lance's mind like someone opened the floodgates of his thoughts. If he was insignificant, Fernando wouldn't bother right from the very start but they're way past the point of no return. If Lance was wiser or older or not himself, he would not have cared at all and even now, he fucking shouldn't. If isn't good enough of an excuse to feel the skin on his wrist burn with a ghost of a kiss; to crave the safety of Fernando's embrace. To be the sole center of his undivided attention.

It's still Sunday night.

They had an agreement. 

Lance downs the last of the painkillers and drags himself under a thick blanket, the aircon cranked to the max and all the lights turned off. 

The door stays shut, the night passes by. His ache grows stronger and doesn't subside.

Morning greets Lance with a taste of defeat and the knowledge settling deep in his bones. He could race with his heart out on the track but could hardly wrestle a win against the clutches the race itself has sunk so utterly deep into Fernando.

Lance's luck leaves him no chances. After all, he was born to lose.

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[theorphicangel]

“𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐬…𝐢𝐟 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝” | gojo satoru

“ama me usque dum dolet…si dolet signum bonum est.”

synopsis: nothing in the world belongs to satoru anymore. not even his love.

CONTENT WARNING: angst, heavy angst, self-hatred, referenced character death, depression, nightmares, wanting to die, grief, mourning, mentions of death/ wanting to die,

A/N: if there is anything I might have missed out pls lmk!

Satoru doesn’t know what day it is anymore.

Or what time it is.

Or how long he’s been laying here for.

The room’s beginning to smell.

It’s humid, the stench of his sweat and tears beginning to linger in the air, staining his walls.. His clothes are draped around the room. Creased, stained and ruined.

He doesn’t think that he could ever wear them again. He wouldn’t want to ever wear them again. They smell too much like him.

His sheets are beginning to smell too. Sticking to his skin like sandpaper. With every turn and shuffle that he can force his limbs to make, he only manages to get more twisted in his sheets. Like a spiderweb of his dark thoughts.

A permanent dent is beginning to form on his pillow, where his head’s been laying for days. His hair is disheveled. Unwashed. For once, he doesn’t care about his physical appearance. If anyone were to walk into the room he wouldn’t be able to find the energy to leap up from embarrassment.

He doesn’t feel the same anymore. Nothing feels the same anymore.

Moonlight shines through his window, a stream of light created across the floorboards. He’s not bothered to shut the curtains, deciding to remain a witness to the days and nights that pass him by.

Sometimes he watches the sky. Noticing all the colors from sunrise to sunset. As the world turns and wakes from the serene and beautiful midnight blue to a gold beaming sun spreading light across the city.

Satoru has the perfect view from his apartment window. A view that anyone would die for. Kill for perhaps.

He always watches how the metropolitan city awakes. Miniature people waking up to a new day below him. The thousands upon thousands with their own lives and problems and jobs and families and…lovers.

Staring up at the moon again, unblinking, his eyes begin to water.

Some nights she’s not there, other nights she is. He guesses that tonight she’s decided to bring him some comfort.

They need each other, he thinks, the sun and the moon. The sun can’t live without her. And she can’t live without the sun.

They need each other yet they can’t be together. Not at the same time.

It’s tragic, Satoru concludes. Everything about life is tragic. Tragic in the sense that we only get one life, tragic that we cannot choose to spend an eternity with those we love, tragic that we have to suffer on the wretched earth day in and day out and tragic how some are born with everything and others are born with nothing. It’s not fair.

Ah.

But there is one thing that is fair.

The only thing that is fair about life is that no one can escape death. There is no amount of money, power or material things that are able to prevent death.

And when he dies he hopes to go there. Not heaven or hell. But the moon.

At the moment when he takes his last breath he hopes that the moon will outstretch her hand and cradle his soul, burying him in the sand of her beauty. He thinks the moon is the most beautiful thing that there is to know. People spend lifetimes upon lifetimes looking for beauty, not knowing that all that they had to do was look up.

He wonders how many other people are looking up right now. How many other people look up to see a savior or a god in the sky and wish that they could go up and join her. How many other people desperately outstretch their hands, their souls begging, pleading, wishing for death to arrive quickly. To free them from their torment.

Death. Yes, that’s what he would like right now.

Death is probably the only thing that would take away the heavy piercing feeling in his gut. It’s like there’s a knife permanently stuck in his throat each and every time his brain forces him to think about him. Like a personal punishment.

His phone buzzes. Vibrating on the wooden floorboards that no longer creak under his feet. His ringtone echoes through the silence. When it ends, Satoru turns over. His limbs feel heavy and immobile like a toy that’s been abandoned and hasn’t been played with for weeks.

He’s surprised that his phone is still on. He can’t remember the last time he charged it.

And the last time he checked, he had numerous missed calls from people. But now they’ve stopped trying.

And so has he.

Suddenly, his intrusive thoughts return again. His throat begins to close up, his sheets curled around his fists as his brain forces him to think about it again. His head throbs, another headache just around the corner. It gleefully tortures him as Satoru himself knows that he can’t get up for some aspirin.

His face is raw and exhausted from crying. Surprising how there's any tears left. Satoru’s eyes are bloodshot red and sore with every blink that he takes. If it wasn’t for his chest slowly rising and falling anyone would think that he was dead. Him included.

He hasn’t got the strength to end himself. He’ll wait until it comes naturally, he’ll wait an eternity for the moon to scoop him up in her arms and carry her to wherever the safest place is.

Wherever he is.

Each and every time he forgets, his brain reminds him with a jolt.

In his dreams he can hear his voice. Suguru calls out his name from afar. Like he’s reachable, like he’s actually there. Satoru runs towards him but he’s not fast enough. He runs, but he can’t keep up. He’s gasping as he sprints, his limbs frustratingly slow. He cries out his name over and over and over again until it becomes a fervent prayer. His tone is desperate and yearning, pleading for Suguru to touch him as if he were oxygen. Satoru’s fingertips are just centimeters away from him. Fingers reaching to the point where they’d burst out of their sockets.

But with every step that Satoru takes Suguru seems to drift further away from him. And eventually, he disappears into nothing. Into an ocean of black.

It’s a cycle. The same dream occurs again and again and again. Until he wakes up in a sea of sweat in his bed.

Through this observation he realizes how little he means to this world.

He’s just an emptiness pit of nothing. His soul is gone. Broken. Empty. Devoid of any life possible. Like a garden that is unable to grow a bed of flowers. Like a tree that is slowly dying – or is already dead – and the leaves begin to fall from its branches.

Day by day a little part of Satoru’s soul dies.

Nothing in the world belongs to him. Not even his love.

Not anymore.

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🌜RANDOM MOON KNOWLEDGE!🌛

Tonight's moon phase is the Waning Gibbous and the moon is 65.4% visible and decrescent and we have 2(two) more days to the next phase, 3rd(third) Quarter and the phase before tonight's moon was the FULL MOON! Today our moon is 20.17 days old and the current moon sign is Cancer the Crab. The waning gibbous rises in the late evening hours and remains visible until mid-morning. It is the sixth phase of the monthly lunar cycle.

Waning Moon's are a symbol to let things go. The spiritual meaning of this moon phase is that of restoring balance. As the cycle of the moon continues, and light begins to dim, there can be a sense of letting down, of letting go. In this energy, it’s important to stay strong in your resolve to do the steps that lead you toward what you really want in your life, and also to fully release what is no longer serving you. Transformation is upon us as we depart from the full moon. We have crossed a great river from a place of growth and gathering momentum, to a different land of ebbing energies and waning phases. This may indicate a time of questioning previously held ideas -- ideas that seemed wise only last week. The passionate genesis of the waxing phase has now transitioned into a period of introspection, questions and possibly letting go of ideas that need to be abandoned. The waning gibbous heralds a time of intense communication. Ideas need to be shared. Issues need to be addressed. And an assessment of our position needs to be made. This is an excellent time for reading and study. Through knowledge and information comes the ability to transform. As the world around us shifts into the waning cycle of the lunar month, we too must shift ourselves into a period of decreasing momentum, flexibility and resilience.

Mars rises in the East tonight around 10pm EST & is currently in the constellation of Taurus the Bull & because it is in this constellation, you will notice reddish-orange Aldebaran (star name) nearby in the sky. Then, lower in the sky is mighty Orion (star name) with the famous red supergiant star, Betelgeuse (star name).

It’s very red now and brighter than most stars (but not Venus or Jupiter), racing towards its December 8 opposition, when Earth will fly between Mars and the sun. Throughout October and November, Mars will continue to increase in brightness. And, each night, the red planet will rise earlier. Mars’ dramatic swings in brightness (and its red color) are why the early stargazers named Mars for their God of War. Mars appears as a reddish light in the sky and is often called the red planet. Mars is currently near two obvious red stars in the sky. So, it might be fun to compare their color and intensity of red.

Mars appears red because of iron oxide in the dust that covers Mars. Iron oxide gives rust and blood its red color. Rovers on Mars sampled the Martian dust and determined it contains three colors: reds, browns and oranges. Indeed, those three colors are what you may see when you gaze upon Mars. On the other hand, the surface temperature determines the color of a star. The hottest stars are blue; the coolest stars are red. In fact, from hottest to coolest, the colors of stars range from blue, white, yellow, orange and red. And while the colors of stars may be hard to detect, some stars are noticeably colorful.

Mars alternates years in appearing bright and faint in our night sky. Throughout 2021, Mars was faint. But by October 2022, Mars is bright. And it’ll brighten still more by its December 8, 2022, opposition. Sometimes this war god rests. And sometimes he grows fierce! These changes are part of the reason Mars is so fascinating to watch in the night sky.

Opposition marks the middle of the best time to see an outer planet. So start watching Mars now! The red planet reaches opposition only about every 26 months. At opposition – as Earth flies between Mars and the sun, placing Mars opposite the sun in our sky – it’ll rise in the east at sunset, reach its highest point around midnight and set at dawn. When is the next opposition of Mars? The next time Mars will appear at its brightest for that two-year period in our sky? You guessed it. In January 2025!

Saturn and Jupiter can also be found in our evening skies right now along with Mars! Then in the morning skies 3(three) bright planets arc across the sky and are visible! Those beauties are:

Mercury which can be found in the East right before sunup.

Jupiter spends all night arcing across the sky. It’s in the west before sunup, brighter than all the stars.

Mars shines down from high in the sky at sunup.

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Mondays 3pm EST bombshellradio.com Archival shows : bombshellradiopodcasts.com Pulsebeat a new release based punk, alt. whatever show out of Abingdon, Oxfordshire broadcasting Mondays 3pm EST bombshellradio.com #Punk #Powerpop Pulsebeat #375       Track No: A3 Time Artist Title 1 00:00:09 Art Brut - My Little Brother 2 00:02:50 Love - Seven and Seven Is  3 00:05:11 Guided By Voices - I Am A Scientist 4 00:08:45 X - Ruby Church 5 00:10:51 Straight Arrows - Don't Shoot Me 6 00:13:34 The Chills - Dark Carnival 7 00:18:02 The Chills - You're Immortal 8 00:21:07 Loose Articles - Mr. Manager 9 00:25:11 Reduced - Through To You 10 00:28:50 Custody - Fall Off The Wagon 11 00:32:22 Hi Vis - Mind's A Lie 12 00:37:08 DVTR - Les Olympiques 13 00:40:18 The Vibrators - Petrol 14 00:42:25 The Speedways - Tonight You'll Find Love '23 15 00:44:48 IST IST - Dreams Aren't Enough 16 00:49:05 Jack White - That's How I'm Feeling 17 00:52:13 Mould - Birdsong 18 00:54:17 Jon Langford and The Bright Shiners -  I Have A Wish 19 00:57:28 Orville Peck, Allison Russell - Chemical Sunset         Read the full article

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Despite all the ball apparent on “Shahs of Sunset,” activity in apprehension is abundant added airy for Mike Shouhed, abnormally back he has some company. 

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The 41-year-old absoluteness brilliant alien the new woman in his life, Paulina Ben-Cohen, to audiences during the afresh aired Season 8 of the Bravo absoluteness show. However, as admirers — and the blow of the casting apperceive — his relationships don’t consistently aftermost long.

Given that there is a blooper in time amid filming and the present a catechism that abounding admirers accept wondered is: Are Mike and Paulina still together? The acknowledgment is an agitative yes and they are currently abandoned calm in Los Angeles. 

Speaking with E! News as allotment of the “Coupled Up” series, the brace aggregate what they’ve been up to.

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“Now that I accept time, I’m assuredly accepting to that laundry account and application it to my advantage because I could either accuse or I can accomplish a aberration in my activity and I chose to do article absolute and do article altered and canyon the time properly,” Mike revealed. 

Paulina’s two accouchement from a antecedent accord accept additionally spent time with the couple, abrogation her afflicted with the 41-year-old absoluteness star’s benevolent instincts.  

“It comes to him so naturally, area I affirm a majority of the time, I’m in awe with the way he handles assertive situations with them,” the mom shared. “He’s like, ‘I got it.’ I’m like, ‘Wow, absolutely impressive.’ Abnormally with, you know, with addition who has never had that acquaintance before.”

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Unlike some of the added women who accept popped in and out of Mike’s activity over the years, he seems austere about Paulina to the point area he’s already cerebration accretion bells.

If bridal were to happen, that would accomplish this his additional marriage. He was ahead affiliated to Jessica Parido. They afar in 2016. 

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“I apperceive I appetite to absorb the blow of my activity with Paulina. I adulation her dearly. I adulation her kids dearly,” Mike gushed. “I apperceive that we appetite to abound our ancestors and I can achievement that one day, if I do ask her to ally me, that she says yes.”

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As for how the blow of the “Shahs of Sunset” Season 8 cast is doing, Mike hopes that they could eventually put their differences aside, abnormally new moms Mercedes “MJ” Javid and Golnesa “GG” Gharachedaghi.

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Had a rough day today due to failing an exam and “the time of the month” problem. Can I request a comfort one-shot of Eren x Fem!Reader where Y/N is crying on the couch in the dark after finding out she failed certification test for a job and dealing with her monthly cycle until Eren showed up wrapped in a blanket to comfort her. Then, Eren removed the blanket leaving him wearing nothing but the angel wing costume on his back as he embraced Y/N and soothing her gown causing her to smile? Ty! -🌻

Ugh that sounds like hell. Take care of yourself. (And thank you for your request!)

Comfort

Oneshot / E. Jaeger

Eren's stubborn most of the time and doesn't display affection openly, but when he knows something's wrong, he becomes so tender towards you and handles you with the utmost care.

Cws; fluff, angst, pre-est relationship (dating)

Notes; fem!Y/n, modern au

♫ Santa Monica Dream [Slowed + reverb]

The city lights began to gleam outside your apartment window. You could see them well from the comforts of the couch; but the ever-forming tears blurring your vision made them appear as a haze of colors.

Melancholy rested heavily on your conscious after today.

That job you were so excited for didn't welcome you with open arms; in fact, you were rejected so horribly that it left you feeling stupid for even bothering.

What accentuated all of this was the numbing ache of period pains in your abdomen.

The apartment felt awfully cold, and you shriveled up on the couch. You didn't bother to turn on the lights, even though the sun had long said goodbye and the moon wasn't awake tonight.

You'd been feeling your monthly cycle coming on for the past few days. The usual, you know, the aches the nausea the irritation the feeling like you're inadequate... all those feelings worsened your feeling of failure.

Just this morning you snapped at Eren because of it all, and just earlier when you came home, you told him to leave you very alone for a while.

Heaving great sighs didn't help like they usually do.

The lights outside your apartment window remained a blurry pinprick of illumination.

It grew colder, but you were in too much pain to bother getting up to close the balcony door. And, anyways, your legs felt too heavy to move.

A slight ruffling of fabric sounding from the other side of the room caught your attention, but you continued looking glumly at the lights outside.

Eren's soft presence filled the room, but you felt a bit guilty after having told him to leave you alone.

He drifted cautiously to your dwelling on the cold couch. He gave you an sympathetic sort of look. He understood everything without you needing to explain.

That's just the kind of connection you had with Eren. Words seemed unnecessary, because you two communicated through irises and feelings.

You looked at him, vision still mostly blurred with hot tears, and he looked at you. He had your favorite blanket draped around him, the one that usually resides on the bed in yours and his shared room.

He heaved a sigh, as if he was observing a wounded puppy. His jade irises uttered the utmost tenderness for you.

Eren sat down beside you gently, then swiftly took the blanket off him and engulfed you with it. It was serenely warmed by him; that wonderful tingling rippled on your skin.

But something about his embrace just made you cry harder. Your chin shriveled up and you let out tiny hiccoughs. Eren wrapped his arms around you as if to pour out all his affections through his embrace alone.

He always had this soothing scent about him. You're never sure how to describe it, but it reminded you of a meadow at sunset.

Eren swayed you in his arms a bit, then withdrew slightly so he could look down into your eyes adoringly.

"You wanna talk about it?" He asked softly.

You sniffled and hiccoughed a few more times, then let all your problems out through a cracked voice. Eren's gaze kept a loving hold on you all the while.

"... I don't know... it's stupid... I'm stupid." You said hopelessly.

Eren pinched your cheeks. He'd always done that whenever you called yourself stupid.

"You're not stupid. We just live in a ruthless world that doesn't care about us." He explained dramatically. It was a very Eren response.

You sniffled hard, the snot dribbling out your nose was annoying you, but not more than the ache in your abdomen which refused to quieten.

You stared at Eren's clothes for a bit, the familiarity of them making you feel warm.

Eren pressed a tender kiss to your forehead. His lips struck a symphony of relief across your system, and you dared to smile.

He noticed this, so he playfully annoyed your face to help bring it out.

"You're so annoying..." You mumbled through a now definite smile.

"Mhm." He hummed adoringly, "You're even more annoying." He said, then pressed another kiss on you.

Eren persuaded you off the couch, insisting that you two venture to the kitchen.

"Come on." He urged softly.

"But it's comfy here." You groaned.

He secured the blanket around you, then pulled you off the couch.

"I'll make you something to eat," He said while helping you into the tiny apartment kitchen, "Then let's get in bed and watch something good, hm?"

You were almost doubling over because of the unforgiving period pains in your body.

But Eren soothed you over and over, hushing you softly whenever you let out a groan of pain.

Each time you caught his gaze, you could feel nothing but his love and care emanating from his irises.

Because you were the girl he loved more than anything.

Eheh sorry if I rambled a bit in this one, I was just ✨in my feels✨

Anyways! Hope you're feeling better by now.

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Shadows in the Graveyard | PJM - teaser

Release Date: Friday, October 15 at 8 pm EST

🎃Part of Jimin's Sunset Spooktober collaboration🎃

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Genre: supernatural, smut, established relationship, comedy

Rating: M (18+)

Warnings: swearing, kissing - the finished story will have SMUT, this is just a lil’ teaser

Word Count: 469 (TBD for finished story, likely under 10K)

Disclaimers: None, other than obviously I don’t own BTS - they simply inspire me

Summary: You and your boyfriend are driving back from a trip to the haunted corn maze, headed home for a big Halloween bash, when a blown out tire derails your evening. Stranded in the middle of the woods, Jimin promises you he'll still make it worth your while - but that's only if you survive whatever the dark shadows chanting in the old graveyard have resurrected.

A/N: This was written for Jimin's Sunset Spooktober, a collab celebrating Jimin's birthday month hosted by @opaljm @jamaisjoons and @chateautae, featuring brilliant authors, compelling stories, and a unique spin on Halloween! Please check out the collab link above and be sure to give the authors your love! 👻 Taglist is open - just let me know if you'd like to be added 👻

"This sucks," you grumbled petulantly, sprawled across the backseat, your head in Jimin’s lap. Staring up at your boyfriend, you stuck your bottom lip out in an exaggerated pout. "We should be getting ready for the bash right now. All that time and effort spent sewing those costumes, and now we'll never get to wear them."

"There's always next year." Jimin combed his fingers through your hair, the tender motion meant to soothe you, but you continued to mope.

"I don't wanna wait for next year, damn it,” you sulked, arms folded across your chest, knowing you sounded like a brat and not caring. “I want to wear mine now, and show off my hard work. I mean, do you know how long it took me to make the corset alone?” You winced, remembering how sore your fingers had been after all the painstaking pinning. 

"Look, if you still want to put that on when we get home tonight, I certainly won't complain," Jimin joked, waggling his eyebrows salaciously, trying to make you laugh. You didn't respond, laying your cheek on his thigh, too miserable to react.

Jimin clucked his tongue sympathetically. "Poor thing. Your whole night is ruined now, huh?" You nodded against his leg, and he traced a soft finger down your jawline. "I'm sorry, baby. What if I tried to make up for it?"

"You better," you shot back crossly. "You owe me when we get home."

"What I’m saying is, what if I tried to make up for it right now?" he clarified, hand continuing to trail down your neck, gently flitting over the sensitive skin there. Despite your sour mood, you responded to his caresses, instinctively moving your head to expose more skin, shivering in delight. His fingers drifted to your chin, and he tilted your face until you were looking at him.

Even in the dim light of the backseat, the desire that blazed in his eyes was unmistakable.

Leaning over, he lightly kissed you, lips barely touching yours. "Does that sound good?" he exhaled huskily, and you nodded, thighs squeezing together as arousal ignited within. 

Your chin lifted as you attempted to catch his mouth for a real kiss, but Jimin sat back with a playful smirk, just out of reach. You eagerly followed, springing up as you chased his lips. His hands ran down your sides and seized your hips, pulling you into his lap. Head tilting, Jimin deepened the kiss, exploring your mouth as his strong arms locked around your back. Breathless with want, you melted into him.

Your worries about the spooky woods, your disappointment about missing the party - it all fell away. Nothing existed for you in that moment but Jimin and the way he held you tightly, kissing you hungrily, greedily, as if he wished to consume you whole. 

You’d let him. You could never resist. 

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*  ──  (  maia cotton  ,  twenty  -  two  ,  cis female  ,  she  /  her  )  welcome  to  hilton  hills  ,  kaia  henare !  as  well  known  actress  ,  we  can’t  believe  you  traveled  all  the  way  from  los  angeles ,  california  in  order  to  spend  a  few  months  here  .  you’ve  made  quite  the  name  for  yourself  in  the  tabloids  as  being  - conniving  and  -  tactless  ,  but  all  we  have  seen  is  how  +  poised   and  +  enticing  you  are  since  you  arrived  a  few  days  ago  .  if  we  were  to  compare  you  to  anything  ,  it  would  be  wearing   lipstick  as  a  weapon  ,  cat  eye  sunglasses  disguising  sleep  deprivation  ,   &  a  room overfilled  with  gold  awards  .  make  sure  to  unpack  in  time  to  make  it  to  the  bonfire  tonight  !  i  hear  they  are  going to  play  illicit  affairs  by  taylor  swift  just  for  you  !  [  ally  ,  24  ,  she / her  ,  est  ]

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━━ ♡ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒  .

FULL  NAME  :  kaia  ( a nod to her father’s maori background, meaning ‘ the sea ’  )  luna  ( the roman goddess that ruled the moon )  henare  (  maori surname ).

SEXUAL  ORIENTATION  :  not so closeted bisexual.

HEIGHT  :  five foot six.

AGE  :  twenty-two.

BIRTHDAY  :  april 10th, 2000.

ZODIAC  :  aries sun, pisces moon, leo rising.

ETHNICITY  :  half maori, half white.

NATIONALITY  :  dual citizen of america & australia.

HAIR  COLOR  :  dark brown.

EYE  COLOR  :  brown, but have specs of gold that are most noticeable when she’s out in the sun.

NOTABLE  FEATURES  :  dark expressive doe eyes that have won the hearts of the public through her onscreen roles, olive skin littered with birthmarks on her cheeks & neck, a soft spoken aussie voice that’s gotten less notable due to her time spent in the states, thick dark brows that knit together whenever she is angry, prominent cheekbones that compliment her occasional rosy cheeks, envious full lips, & a guarded heart that only opens up whenever she’s under the influence or when she’s with someone she can picture spending the rest of her life with.

OCCUPATION  :  actress ( margot robbie career claim ).

NET  WORTH  :  22 billion.

HOMETOWN  :  sydney, australia.

LABELS  :  the babydoll, the black sheep, & the cataclysmic. 

AESTHETICS  :  silk sliding off of envious curves at the end of a late night,  bouquets of lafleur roses decorating bedside tables, walking through a door only to crush your hopes & dreams, old hollywood, crimson lipstick imprints left on wine glasses, crying for the camera, heartfelt confessions left on read, matching lingerie, the satisfied grin after getting your way, sunset yacht rides, screaming only for no one to hear,  & diamond  earrings.

POSITIVE TRAITS  :  seductive, friendly, intelligent, independent, affectionate, audacious, coquettish, challenging, calculated, persuasive, poised, strategic, jocular, witty, & curious

NEGATIVE  TRAITS  :  materialistic, conniving, mendacious, brash, careless, defiant, duplicitous, greedy, ignorant, destructive, meddlesome, narcissistic, dramatic, provocative, reckless, selfish, troublesome, vain, volatile, & wanton.

CHARACTER PARALLELS  :  shiv roy ( succession ), blair waldorf ( gossip girl ), carla rosón caleruega ( elite ), maddy perez ( euphoria ), brooke davis ( one tree hill ), & summer roberts ( the oc ).

━━ ♡  𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐑  .

standing at five foot six, her height is deemed as slightly taller than average. when it comes to her outward appearance she is anything but average. she is most known for her olive skin, her most notable mark being a birthmark at the bridge of her ski slope nose. due to her ability to tan easily, she never fake tans unless required for a specific role or red carpet event. her figure is petite yet curvy, most known for her enviously small waist & toned assets due to high intensity workout classes.

as it pertains to her choice in fashion, she tends to keep it safe. her day-to-day outfits are most often deemed as classy such as long form fitting designer dresses paired with heels & earrings. however, she will dress down every now & then ; often sporting crisp white button down shirts paired with straight legged jeans.

her hair cascades well past her shoulders & is dark brown & has never been chemically processed. she usually wears her hair down & embraces her natural waves, but often straightens it or slicks it back for a star studded event. she most recently got it trimmed & added two face framing pieces that are most evident when she wears it up.

she only has one piercing that she got with her parents for her eighth birthday. she’s considered getting tattoos or a navel piercing a handful of times, but has backed out at the last minute not due to her mother’s impending disapproval but due to her fear of needles. she usually wears earrings, most often sporting diamond or pearl studs or small gold hoops.

━━ ♡  𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘  𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒  .

FATHER  :  tayn henare, highly regarded writer that is often featured on the new york times best seller list.

MOTHER  :  elizabeth carlson, ceo & founder of right news media & right news network ( the equivalent of fox news ).

SIBLINGS  :  connor carlson ( 35 ), half brother due to her mother’s previous marriage & full time trust fund baby, shane carlson ( 32 ), full brother & chief operating office of right news network, & james carlson ( 30 ), full brother & president of operations of right news network.

━━ ♡  𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃  .

the story starts in auckland, new zealand in january of 1988. elizabeth carlson, a then newly divorced & rising journalist at nbc, was assigned to travel to the other side of the world to interview tayn henare about his most recent novel. tayn refused to travel to new york for this sit down interview despite how many emails & personal phone calls he received from the executives at the network. thus, the young blonde journalist left her infant in the care of her ex husband & flew to new zealand for a week for this interview.

as a divorcee, elizabeth wasn’t looking for love. she was simply looking to carry out this interview & return home to new york to her infant son. however, as the week went on & as tayn showed her his humble beginnings that were the motivation behind his new release, she was falling in love. so, when the cameras were tucked away & it was time for elizabeth to catch her flight back to new york, tayn asked if she could delay her flight by another day or two so he could take her out on a proper date. when she eventually returned home to new york, she knew that wasn’t going to be the last time she saw tayn & she made sure of it.

eventually, the two got into a relationship. it was incredibly difficult to have a relationship on opposite ends of the world, but they made it work. they would often fly to see each other & since elizabeth had a child, they would meet in the middle. after dating for less than a year, tayn eventually asked for her hand in marriage & the two were married shortly after in a small church wedding in his hometown. now that they were married, they knew they had to forego their long distance relationship for something more permanent. meaning, they both had to live in the same continent in order for this to work. all along she felt as if new zealand was far too small for her big city mindset. tayn never wanted to leave his family behind, but he knew in order for his marriage to work he had to compromise. elizabeth wanted them to create a live for themselves in new york, but tayn wasn’t ready for a move that drastic. so, they decided to move to sydney where they would welcome three children of their own.

since elizabeth moved to the other side of the world to be with the man she loved, she had no other option but to leave her prestigious job in new york. as her husband continued his career & relished in his deserved stardom, she was at a lost. she wanted to be more than just a mother or tayn henare’s wife. she wanted to make something of herself. & she saw moving to a new country as an opportunity to truly venture out of her comfort zone & start something new. so the former journalist who’s name was once floated around to become anchor one day decided to venture into right wing news, a hotbed of misinformation & conspiracy theories.

what started out as taking over a small newspaper company on the rink of bankruptcy eventually turned into a multibillion dollar conglomerate. within the course of just two years, she acquired hundreds of newspapers in australia. & as the rise of cable news dominated networks, she decided to create her own news network. it didn’t take long for elizabeth to make her first fortune & relish in the fame & fortune that came along with it. however, she knew that if she wanted right news media to be really successful, she would have to venture into other continents. of course, such a drastic business move would require moving her entire family. however, tayn decided that it would be in their children’s best interest to stay put in sydney while his wife looked to expand her media company in the united kingdom.

it wasn’t until her company received unparalled success in america that they decided to split their time between new york & sydney. everywhere elizabeth went, she did the same things that led to her widespread success in australia which were buy out newspapers & tv broadcasting channels. with the launch of right news network in america, elizabeth carlson became one of the most well known names in the world. she ensured that the on air politics were relatively tame to start out, but it wasn’t long before the anchors were peddling dangerous rhetoric. nowadays, right news network is home to flagrant misinformation & manipulation to its uneducated viewers.

aside from being associated with right wing news & harmful stereotypes, right wing media is also home to several production & publishing companies along with movie studios & theme parks across the world. it goes without saying that elizabeth is good at her job. otherwise she wouldn’t have been the first female ceo of a media company & television networks. however, that does not negate how dangerous her role is in politics. multiple presidents have even gone as far as to refer to her as ‘ the most dangerous woman in the world. ’ her networks give a place for politicians to push their hateful rhetoric without any sort of pushback. it’s an echo chamber that breeds nothing but hate & divisiveness.

all their lives, kaia & her brothers have enjoyed the perks & well funded lifestyles courtesy of their mother’s success. private jets, butlers, chefs, yachts, & mansions all across the globe. if it weren’t for their mother heading a multi billion dollar operation, they wouldn’t be able to afford such luxuries. growing up, her brothers would mention their mother’s controversial reputation to kaia in passing. since all three of her brothers are all significantly older than her, they were acutely aware of their mother’s reputation, but it was never spoken about in great length.

it wasn’t until kaia was of school age & her classmates would make snide remarks about her mother. due to everyone’s young age, they were never capable of telling her that her mother’s politics is what further oppresses already marginalized groups. but they were able to point at her during recess & say something along the lines of ‘ my mommy says that your mommy is bad for the country. ’ as she got older, she became more & more aware of her mother’s business & reputation that accompanied it. it was hard to ignore her mother’s name being dropped by practically every late night talk show host as a punchline of a joke.

by the time she turned ten, kaia’s father filed for divorce. he tried to downplay the situation as best as he could to his children, but the real reasons became front page news when he decided to sit down for an interview. it was during this interview that tayn mentioned how he couldn’t stay married to someone who’s politics pushed white supremacist theories, which ultimately put him & his children at risk due to their maori background. after he walked out of the divorce with eight billion, he moved back to new zealand. no matter how he felt about his ex wife’s politics, he felt as if the children staying in her primary custody was in their best interest. he couldn’t expect them to abandon their lives in sydney & new york to live in new zealand.

as an evident daddy’s girl, this transition was incredibly difficult. it wasn’t that her mother didn’t love her or her brothers. it was that she had an unorthodox wife of showing it. she much preferred to wave a checkbook & have the nanny of the week look after them instead of sitting at the kitchen table to help them with math homework. it wasn’t until two of her brothers began working for her company that elizabeth showed a genuine interest in them. her affection was measured in how useful her children can be & how much money they can help make her.

& for the longest time, kaia planned on one day working for her mother in order to receive the same affection as her brothers. but as she became more aware of the network’s politics as she got older, she realized this wasn’t what she wanted. kaia knew that if she didn’t share the same dna as the ceo then they would be discriminating against her due to her dark features ; a stark contrast to her mother’s fair skin & blue eyes.

when all of her friends were applying to the most prestigious universities the world has to offer during her senior year of high school, kaia was at a standstill. she didn’t want to attend some cushy ivy league school only to work for a far right echo chamber for the rest of her life. the glitz & the glam weren’t worth it if it meant spewing rhetoric that endangered people’s lives. when she sat down with her mother to express how she didn’t want to go to college, nonetheless even apply, she was adamant that she had to have a plan. her eldest child was already enjoying the high life of a trust fund baby, but elizabeth knew kaia’s potential & refused to allow her to follow suit. as the owner of the new york post & the infamous page six, the last thing she wanted was to report on her only daughter galavanting around with no purpose in life.

so when one of her brothers mentioned that she might as well be an actress due to her flair for the dramatics in passing, kaia knew that’s what she wanted to do with her life. she grew up around a-list celebrities who would grovel at her mother’s size six louboutin heels for the chance of working for her film studio. in her eyes, the life of a celebrity wouldn’t be that hard. in many ways, she was already living that life. the only thing that was missing was starring on the big screen. when kaia finally told her parents her desire for wanting to pursue an acting career following her graduation from high school, they allowed it. of course, her mother pushed back at first. she didn’t want to keep on hiring nobody ivy league graduates to run her business, because she wanted it to be a family operation. her father, on the other hand, just wanted his youngest child to be happy. & if that meant being an actress, so be it. as much as her mother opposed the idea, she eventually gave in, but it came with conditions. all of her conditions were tied to her & the family reputation, but kaia was in no position to argue. the most important rule she established was that if kaia wanted to pursue a career in hollywood, she had to stay out of trouble & never speak poorly of the family business in interviews or even in passing. the last thing she needed was for news to get out of how much elizabeth carlson’s only daughter hated right news media & their role in global politics & the rise of right wing extremism.

following her graduation from high school, she was immediately placed in acting lessons. as someone who already liked to cry for attention, she was a natural. she made her acting debut by guest starring on a few shows, that were of course, on her mother’s many networks. television roles soon transitioned into supporting roles in movies, & as much as most of the world hated her family name, her on screen talent was undeniable. & if people wanted to hate her solely based off her mother’s conglomerate, they quickly scrambled for excuses once she began to get nominated ( & later win ) a series of awards for her performances.

kaia’s breakthrough role was when she was cast to play naomi lapagila in the wolf of wall street, starring alongside leonardo dicaprio. despite being only twenty years old at the time, this role propelled her into her first oscar nomination & award. as a way to distance herself from her mother’s business, she went by her real last name as opposed to adopting her mother’s maiden name like her brothers. she believed that she wouldn’t be taken seriously if she was associated with her mother’s last name, so she never changed it to get more roles. 

like any young actress, kaia embraced her coveted a-list status with open arms. what she wasn’t expecting was how the media portrayed her following the movie’s widespread success. due to her role’s provocative nature, media outlets were likening her to her role. they went from seeing her as nothing but a billionaire nepotism baby to a sex symbol. practically every headline written about her mentioned her physique or relationship status. as much as she preferred to have her own headlines not mentioning her controversial family business, she hated how she was being portrayed. no one cared to know who she really was. all they saw her as was a piece of meat as opposed to an oscar award winning actress.

as she continued to book leading roles in blockbuster films, that were more often than not, the role of a young attractive new wife or a temptress complimenting a male action role, kaia & her pr team doubled down on her public image. in order to preserve her family’s seemingly pristine image, she never wore anything revealing out in public if it wasn’t for a role. this media strategy gave role to her infamous street wear typically consisting of flowy feminine dresses paired with designer heels. furthermore, the only times she was ever photographed with someone of the opposite sex out in public was when she was in a well documented committed relationship. & whenever interviewers would try & ask her provocative questions, she would simply change the topic by talking about the movie.

no matter how hard she tried, the media still went out of the way to make her out to be some provocateur out to steal everyone’s husband. & once the news broke of her most recent relationship, they ran as fast as they could to be the first to break the story. while filming her newest movie that is just wrapping up production, news broke that kaia was dating her male costar who was in a well known relationship. she doesn’t know who leaked the story, but every single headline printed about their relationship referred to her as a home wrecker.

little did anyone know, her ex boyfriend wasn’t in a legitimate relationship during the time they were together. he was in a pr relationship, but of course no one knew about that other than close friends. & when pictures leaked of the two of them kissing following months of speculation of the two being cozy on set, they were forced to breakup. & their breakup only fueled negative headlines about kaia, blaming her for the relationship’s unfortunate demise.

& to add insult to injury, her mother’s publications were publishing those same headlines despite her sitting down with her to explain the true story. her mother’s betrayal proved that she didn’t care about protecting her daughter. at the end of the day, all she cared about was increasing her profits even if it meant humiliating kaia.

at first, kaia considered disappearing out of the public spotlight all together until the scandal was replaced by the next. however, she saw this as an opportunity to forego everything her mother & her media team worked for. she no longer wants the media or the public to continue to see her as someone she’s not. if the world wants to continue to view her as a husband stealer, temptress, & everything else in between, then that’s exactly who she’ll be. she wants to show the world who she actually is & she plans on doing that this summer in hilton hills.

━━ ♡  𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘  .

as the youngest of four, she’s used to getting whatever she wants. she can count on a perfectly manicured hand the amount of times someone has ever told her no. & in kaia’s eyes, it’s either her way or the highway. depending on the situation & who she finds herself with at the time, she goes through great lengths just to ensure everything works out in her favor. for example, when she’s with her father or anyone of her brothers, all she has to do is pout her lips & say please until they acquiesce & give her what she wants. when she’s with her friends or a significant other, she’ll act polite at first. & if that doesn’t work, she’ll quickly result to manipulation.

in interviews, she is always smiling & joking with her costars. while kaia is nice in real life, she also has formidable ice queen tendencies. she turns her mean side on as if it’s second nature, which in her case, it is. due to her complex relationship with her family, she often comes across as poised yet distant. she’s always afraid to open up in fear that she’ll get burned in the end. but her sweet side is almost always on display when she’s with her father.

when she’s in the company of her friends, she’s her true self. she’s kind, but not sickly sweet. she’s easy to get along with just as long as you don’t say the wrong thing or look at her weird. & if you ever do something to get on her bad side, she won’t stop until they are metaphorically ( or literally ) destroyed.

kaia has been in her fair share of relationships, but due to her family trauma that has sunk deep in her core, she is incapable of truly expressing herself. more often than not, confessions of love make her feel uncomfortable. she has never said i love you to any romantic partner & she doesn’t know if she’s capable of feeling such emotions.

speaking of strong emotions, she never knows how to react when anyone cries in front of her. sometimes she laughs or just sits there awkwardly, but having grown up in an environment where emotions were frowned upon, she may as well be a robot in certain situations.

she’s super well spoken despite having never received any formal education. she is constantly throwing big words around, even if no one she’s having a conversation with understands her.

she’s currently undergoing a vixen esque transformation in order to transform into the kind of person the world believes she is. as a result, you’ll often see her baring more skin than usual, wearing red lipstick to draw attention to her lips, & flirting with people who she deems worthy.

has severe abandonment issues stemming from her parents’ divorce, but those issues take place in the form of commitment issues whenever she is in a relationship

overall, she has issues caused by her complex family dynamic but she’s too stubborn to realize just how fucked up she truly is KLSHDF

━━ ♡  𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒  .

super confused when it comes to her sexuality. she is attracted to both men & women, however, she has only acted on her attraction to the same sex when she’s had threesomes in relationships. since her mother’s cable news network is proudly homophobic, she’s afraid to admit that she’s bisexual. but if you ask any one of her exes, they’ll tell you that she’s 100% bi.

as it pertains to her mother’s life following her divorce from kaia’s father, she has been married & remarried several times. if anyone’s keeping count, she is on her fifth marriage & fourth divorce, but her cable news networks & her newspapers will never report on her rumored infidelity. rather, they talk about her evangelical religion & how her numerous husbands were a god sent.

speaking of her mother, if you’ve ever seen succession she is without a doubt of hybrid of both logan & caroline. in other words, she’s a mess LKSDF she didn’t adopt logan’s physically abusive ways, but she was definitely mentally & verbally abusive every now & then. however, she adopted practically everything from caroline, especially her passive aggressiveness & lack of desire of becoming a mother in the first place.

if your muse’s parents are in politics, chances are they know her mother. depending on where they fall on the political aisle, they either worship the ground she walks on or detests her. & there really is no in between. so if your muse comes from a long line of conservative politicians, it’s more likely than not they often meet with her mother to beg for her endorsement. every single high profile conservative politician comes crawling her way for the chance of receiving her endorsement.

kaia isn’t one to shy away from any illicit substances. she never goes overboard & typically only does drugs in social settings, but she does drink a fair amount. it will be hard to see her in hilton hills this summer without one of her hands being wrapped around a crystal wine glass.

she’s actually staying at one of the sprawling mansions on her family’s 200 million dollar estate this summer !!

━━ ♡  𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃  𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒  .

BEST FRIEND  :  kaia definitely needs someone who not only understands her, but understands the way she was brought up. she needs someone who genuinely cares for her. mushiness aside, this person is her whole world. the serena to her blair. the person who’s ear she’s constantly whispering in at any party. they are the sister she never had ( 0 / 1 )

ENEMIES  :  for whatever the reason, these two hate each other. it could be over a boy, family rivalry, or literally anything else. bonus points if your muse was the one who was entangled in her most recent scandal ( 0 / ?? ) LOVERS  :  first & foremost, i am a huge h*e for slowburn. but i’d also love something forbidden, like her dating someone with a bad reputation solely to piss off her mom, cat & mouse dynamic, or any sort of enemies to loves dynamic ( 0 / ?? )

EXES  :  could be on good or bad terms !! ( 0 / ?? )

GIRL SQUAD  :  enough said KJHSDF ( 0 / ?? )

FORMER COSTAR  :  this person is her ex boyfriend who was in a pr relationship at the time the two started dating, but the media didn’t know that. the pr relationship could have been something serious, like if they were married or engaged at the time. they’re definitely on bad terms since kaia resents how the media made her out to be a home wrecker & he still has his reputation in tact ( 0 / 1 )

[blueprint-han]

— masterlist: access to all my fics in one easy post.

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note; this is a fully sfw blog. You will not find any explicit content over here, at the most suggestive. Please read through the warnings of each fic. I do not take taglist requests anymore, so please turn on my notifications if you want to be updated when my fics are released.

— COLLECTIONS.

★ blurb masterlist  — fics less than 1k, perfect for short reads.

★ blueprint masterlist (privated) — ot8 series, ongoing, est. 30k+ words summary; it’s never too late to achieve anything. with blueprint, visit the worlds and lives of eight boys who combat the rocks life throws at them and find true love along the way.

— REACTIONS.

★ how he comforts you when you feel down. — fluff, angst | 2.8k

— BANG CHAN.

★ you’re adorable  — fluff, domestic au | 1.4 k summary; where you go soft over Chan’s vampire look for Halloween and end up smothering him in love and cuddles.

★ ex  — fluff, angst, ex au | 3.3 k summary; where in you stumble into your ex at a friend’s wedding, and the subsequent conversation leads to new hope blooming in your relationship.

★ mornings  — fluff, domestic bliss au | 1 k summary; where in a sleepy morning with Chan leads to you admiring him while he’s asleep and then showering him in kisses.

★ stay tonight  — fluff, idolverse au | 3 k summary; new years’ with Chan is spent confessing known feelings to each other and getting back at him for what he did to you on your first date.   

★ hilltop  — fluff, boyfriend au | 1.3 k summary; where in chan loops you into climbing to the hilltop in return for the perfect picture to frame, plus a kiss.

★ midnight walk — fluff, boyfriend au, idolverse au | 3 k summary; in which you and chan walk through a park during midnight to catch up on some much needed alone time, and you’re prominently reminded of how much you love him, and he does too.

★ plushies — fluff, marriage au | 2 k summary; plushies may be cute, but no one can make you feel more happy than your very own personal wolf chan.

★ just hold me — fluff, boyfriend au | 1.7 k summary; after a bad day, being in chan’s arms is all it takes to make you feel better.

★ bullet to the heart — fluff, angst, marriage au | 2 k summary; in which getting shot with a gun doesn’t faze you at all as long as your husband is by your side.

— LEE MINHO.

★ he’s just like a cat — fluff, domestic au | 1.4 k summary; where in a gentle movie night with minho turns into a soft kissing session, with both of you reveling in the presence of each other.

— SEO CHANGBIN.

★ pink cherry blossoms  — fluff, high school au, pen pal au | 1.4 k summary; in which pen pal-cum-boyfriend sends you his a work of his craftmanship as a gift while you’re away in japan, but not before trying to prank you first.

— HWANG HYUNJIN.

★ pickup lines   — fluff, high school au | 1.9 k summary; in which you dragging your boyfriend to the library ends up with him getting you extremely shy and flustered with some of the cheesiest pickup lines you’ve ever heard.

★ sunset and vine — fluff, marriage au | 1.5 k summary; just a normal day spent with your husband and your son.

★ on top of the world  — fluff, royal au, barbie princess charm school au | 1.5 k summary; in which a normal ballroom dance practice with a handsome prince from the neighboring institution leads to secretive plans being made and you admiring the prince’s eyes.

★ golden paradise — fluff, boyfriend au | 1.6  summary; in which your boyfriend ends up falling asleep on your lap in the middle of the garden, and wakes up with butterflies fluttering over his head.

— HAN JISUNG.

★ at eleven night, find me  — fluff, platonic au | 1.3 k summary; where in jisung seeks comfort in falling asleep on your lap with you petting his head while murmuring about your week’s happenings.

★ autumn and honeysuckle — fluff, marriage au | 1 k summary; in which a trip to the park during autumn to collect leaves for your autumn wreath leads to your silly husband all blushy and shy, and some adorable puns.

★ a musical encounter  — fluff, university au, senior au | 1.7 k summary; where in the music senior you look up to (and doubt knows of your existence) ends up listening to your song recording.

★ come snuggle  — fluff, marriage au | 1.1 k summary; you come back home to your husband peacefully asleep on your bed, and choose it as the perfect time to admire his beauty.

— LEE FELIX.

★ stars in his eyes  — fluff, domestic au, boyfriend au | 1.3 k summary; a stargazing night with felix leads to you drawing and reciting all the constellations on felix’s cheeks.

★ admiration — fluff, domestic au | 1.1 k summary; it’s the small gestures that felix shows and you return that leads you to believe, that the both of you are in love.

★ soothing — fluff, marriage au | 1.9 k summary; your husband’s fingers laced in your hair in no matter what scenario is a tantalising sight, and exactly what you need when you come home worn out from work.

— KIM SEUNGMIN.

★ untitled  — fluff, marriage au | 1.2 k summary; a soft morning with seungmin (self explanatory)

★ spring in summertime — fluff, marriage au, royalty au, fantasy au | 2.1 k summary; being able to control time has it’s own advantages, especially when you haven’t been able to spend enough time with seungmin lately.

— YANG JEONGIN.

★ ticklish   — fluff, boyfriend au | 1.1 k summary; your boyfriend takes advantage of how ticklish you are when you’re learning to play a new video game.

★ one, two, click!  — fluff, domestic bliss au | 1.3 k summary; a weekend with jeongin at a beach is just what you need to get your mind off of your hectic work schedule.

★ desert rose  — fluff, angst, hanahaki au | 11 k summary; you’d have never thought that one incident would’ve enlightened you of how much in love you were with your childhood best friend, but it turns out to be more of a problem when you’re threatened with a life-ending disease with no cure whatsoever. or so you thought. 

★ silver rose — angst with small bits of fluff, hanahaki au | 25.3 k summary; what if their love story was not all sunshine and rainbows? what if you’d never recovered? you know one thing for sure — you weren’t ready to leave jeongin yet, but when fate pulls the two of you apart, both of you have to suffer the backlash. alternate ending to desert rose.

[zoetekohana]

the cotton candy haze mirrors the warmth of your gaze ↪︎ or: in which taichi and mimi are spending the summer together, having fun, and falling in love. ( listen )

NOTE: this playlist is dedicated to @aeonsofgrace as she inspired me to compile another one for the michi summer weekend over @taichixmimi. 

this one (unlike the “location unknown” fanmix which is semi-angsty and more serious) contains songs with a fun summer vibe to create a story of how taichi and mimi spend the summer together, grow closer together and ultimately fall in love with each other.

lastly i wanted to keep the cover as simple as possible, just the two of them against a backdrop of the sun.

☀︎  ☀︎  ☀︎

01. sarah kang feat. eyelovebrandon ☀︎ summer is for falling in love

and the cotton candy haze mirrors the warmth of your gaze raise your glass to mine and as we drink, we would lock eyes so we could disregard the thought of ever having to part for summer is for falling in love

02. forrest nolan ☀︎ summer vibe

and i know i said that we should hang out next week but oh, since then i find it hard to get sleep so if you don't mind that i'm asking how 'bout tonight? because, baby you're my summer vibe take your picture while we're bathing in the summer light if you want it girl, i got it, two's enough to party

03. lenno & the bee’s knees feat. monogem ☀︎ better with you

we can take a ride, take a ride to the other side only if I'm going with you

i just want your lovin' 'cause everything is better with you

04. fleurie ☀︎ sparks

sparks for the first time your eyes as pure as the night sky street signs and headlights stick in my mind's eye as i take in this moment

my ship is capsized i am tongue-tied and all i know is baby, i'm in love with you

05. day6 ☀︎ 태양처럼 (like that sun)

bamsae gidaryeo nan achim haega tteumyeon neoreul boreo gal saenggage seolleeo ga

translation:

i’m waiting all night for the morning sun to rise my heart races at the thought of seeing you

06. bien ☀︎ electric dream

movin' in slow motion to the beat can you feel the heat? it's you and me we're alive in an electric dream

07. la belle vie ☀︎ nuit chaude

eux comme moi savent que la nuit est chaude

si chaude qu'on s'en brûle les doigts nos coeurs tambourinent si fort que l'on entend que ça

translation:

they like me know  that the night is warm

so hot that you burn your fingers our hearts are pounding so loud that you can hear that

08. ariana grande ☀︎ into you

i'm so into you, i can barely breathe and all i wanna do is to fall in deep but close ain't close enough 'til we cross the line, yeah, yeah

09. ingrid michaelson ☀︎ young and in love

we'll turn it up play the music loud so we can sing along and teach me all the words to your favorite songs we can make this moment last all summer long

10. alina baraz ☀︎ my whole life

sunsets, sunsets, never been so brave when you, when you, look into my eyes you gotta say it's true and i gotta say it too

i do i can see my whole life when i'm with you

[nagasakidivision]

The Sin-Eater: Shirou Playlist

I give easement and rest now to thee, dear man. Come not down the lanes or our meadows. And for thy peace I pawn my own soul. Amen. - Prayer of the Sin-Eater

A mix for the gentleman criminal with a martyr complex.

Dei Gratia (Kamelot)

Sub sole nihil novi est Ad aspera per aspera Quairite primum regnum dei Antebellum memento mori

Sing Along (The Peculiar Pretzelmen)

I'm better at goodbye than just ever being good You know I'd saw off my own leg just to spite my better foot I got a satchel full of sorrows and I've carried my share of crosses And I'm not exactly proud of the times I've cut my losses.

I Should Fly (Vermillion Lies)

I've been thinking for a while that I should fly Tired of walking on my feet The branches are low and the ground is hard And the view is much nicer from the sky From up in the sky, they're just people But from here, they're liars, cheaters, and thieves

Broken (Shadow Gallery)

I feel so lost and so alone in this room tonight Is nothing ever going to change? I've lost my way, I need somebody to help me write out my next page Where I ride into the sunset, I wait for the dawn I might have been a hero, a king and not just a pawn

Shiny Things (Tom Waits)

Leave me alone, you big ole moon The light you cast is just a liar You're like the crows, 'cause if it glows You're dressed to go, you guessed I know You'll always cling to shiny things

The Bullet (Devil Makes Three)

Well, he opened up a shop at the age of nineteen Stealing anything the eye could see Said, "gather 'round you people, anything you need I'll put my name down on the ledger, you put the word out on the streets."

The Helm of Ned Kelley (Blackbird Raum)

Like a fist clutching bread just to hoard and withhold Like the grain that they locked in the silo We'll be eating soup of stone 'til what we grow is what we own,  But we won't steal from the land what's freely given Tear up the deeds to the land, throw the debts into the furnace,  Debts to God to the banks and to the landlord

Heroes Dress in Black (Blues Saraceno)

Well, I know my soul is on fire As I turn this withered shade of grey And I find on my way to death and happiness That my heroes dress in black So I pray to my God for salvation As I suffer these wicked outlaw ways And I turn to those I pass upon my reckoning ‘Cause my heroes, my heroes dress in black

God's Gonna Cut You Down (Johnny Cash)

Well, you may throw your rock Hide your hand Work in the dark against your fellow man But as sure as God made black and white What is done in the dark shall be brought to the light

Black Soul Choir (16 Horsepower)

I will forgive your wrongs I am Abel But for my own, I feel great shame I would offer a brick to your head, boy If I were Cain

White Noise (Murder By Death)

Meet me in the valley See me pass on the street Find me in the garden Flowers trampled ‘neath my feet You’ve heard the stories of me You know what I can do I take the embers of man’s anger And there’s nothing I can’t spin them into

Cloth (Strawfoot)

I am a man of cloth, but not without my sin I hear the devil’s knock, I always let him in Temptation is my left hand, salvation is my right I wander through the darkness, but I always bring the light

The World is Not My Home, Sir (Reverend Glasseye)

And if my countrymen be brothers They’ll sing of me your deeds They’ll sing to me in joyous tones And in my time of need And one day you will find me And when at last He comes I’ll tell you of my secret That the world is not my home

Lord, I Seen Evil! (Flip Cassidy and the Junkyard Gospel)

There's a lock that's made of gold on Heaven's gate Oh, there's a lock that's made of gold on Heaven's gate If I'm lucky I could pick it Slide on by without no ticket Well, there's a lock that's made of gold on Heaven's gate

Hang 'Em High (Nick Nolan)

I've been running since I was born without anywhere to go Trading shots with the Devil himself and handing in my soul I won't go down without a fight 'cause I know I'm gonna die

Against the Tide (Celldweller)

Another storm you're left to fight alone I'm sorry son, you're reaping what you've sown Under the waves and sinking like a stone Remember, son, you're reaping what you've sown

No Roses (The Builders and the Butchers)

I was born in a flood of tears, my parents much to late in years My daddy was once a good boy, but he got lost in the dust Ain't no roses on my grave, put me in the cold, cold ground Meet me in the morning, and watch as the winter rain comes pouring down

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Rules Free Radio Aug 8 2023

Tuesdays 2pm - 5pm  EST Rules Free Radio With Steve  Caplan bombshellradio.com On the next Rules Free Radio with Steve Caplan, we'll start with a few socially timely songs beginning with Washington DC's David Scott Weaver with Crys Matthews, and then a mix that includes some new and recent Rock releases from PJ Harvey, Madeline Kenney, Veps, and Locate S,1, Bethany Cosentino, and The Ormidales. Plus classics and more from Eliza Gilkyson, Beach Bunny, The Sundays, Colin Blunstone, Wolf Alice, and others. In the second hour, we’re going to hear a bunch of music written by Ray Davies of The Kinks. JEM Records has just released their album JEM Records Celebrates Ray Davies. That’s as good of an excuse as any to play songs by Ray Davies and we’ll hear a few from that new JEM Records tribute album, a handful from The Kinks, and a lot of versions of Kinks music by other artists like David Bowie, The Shelters, Kirsty MacColl, Detroit Cobras, Francoise Hardy, and many more. In the third hour, we’ll sample some new and recent releases that might just inspire you to dance including some Techno, Jazz-Funk, and even some Exotica Lounge music from a cool new compilation of those sounds from the 50s through today. We’ll close with some new singer-songwriter, contemporary Folk releases with Wren Hinds, Dot Allison, Julie Byrne, and one from the new Nils Lofgren album, Mountains. So another well-balanced show with a little something for everyone! David Scott Weaver (w/Crys Matthews) - Thoughts and Prayers The Ormidales - Take My Love With You Eliza Gilkyson - Chimes of Freedom Bethany Cosentino - Outta Time Best Coast - When The Sun Don't Shine Madeline Kenney - Red Emotion Veps - Ballerina (Norah) Beach Bunny - Eventually PJ Harvey - Lwonesome Tonight Wolf Alice - Lipstick On The Glass The Sundays - Goodbye Locate S,1 - You Were Right About One Thing Colin Blunstone - Andorra PWNT - Summer Rain The Green Pajamas - Constance Gray Bobby Rydell - When I See That Girl of Mine Goldie and The Gingerbreads - Look For Me Baby David Bowie - Where Have All The Good Times Gone The Anderson Council - This Is Where I Belong The Airport 77s - Picture Book The Kinks - Come on Now Francoise Hardy - Who'll Be The Next In Line The Village Green Experience - You Shouldn't Be Sad The Fall-Outs - This Man He Weeps Tonight The Young Fresh Fellows - Gotta Get The First Plane Home Johnathan Pushkar - I Gotta Move The Make Three - Emily Strange The Bomboras - It Came From Pier 13 Main theme (Revenge) The Kinks - It's All Right The Guilloteens - Hey You Detroit Cobras - Brainwashed The Make Three - Against The Tide The Kinks - See My Friends The Shelters - Nothin' in the World Can Stop Me Worryin' 'bout That Girl The Kinks - Sitting in My Hotel Kirsty MacColl - Days Ben Crosland Quintet - Waterloo Sunset Sandunes - The Surge (feat. Ramya Pothuri) Lindstrom - Syreen - Jack Trombey - Underlay No.3 Byron Lee & The Dragonaires - I Shot The Sheriff The Budos Band - Crescent Blade John Carroll Kirby - Hotel Jonny Chingas Nils Lofgren - Angel Blues Julie Byrne - Portrait of a Clear Day Wren Hinds - Chasing the River Dot Allison - Bleached by the Sun Gwenno - Tonnow Read the full article