60s/70s song: Bad Moon Rising by Credence Clearwater Revival
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60s/70s song: Bad Moon Rising by Credence Clearwater Revival
60s/70s song: Le Freak by CHIC
@brittspierce-wmu
Dang my roomie is 🔥🔥🔥
You're gonna make me blush, that's a huge compliment coming from you gorgeous.
with: mino ( @minotaurus)
when: day after the after party
where: pontius
There's a headache building steadily behind his eyes, owing to the lack of sleep and the amount of alcohol he had consumed since he had stepped foot on Pontius. He keeps it at bay through sheer force of will — and his third cup of coffee, reminding himself that they were one day closer to leaving this place. Alcohol blurred the edge of his surroundings but he had found himself wanting that very thing over and over again on the visit. He is well aware of the cracks in his armour; he just can't bring himself to care.
He is far more distracted than he usually is. He has always been able to throw himself in his work with unceasing focus. It is only one of the ways he knows to deal with Patroclus' absence all these years but Patroclus is everywhere in this place and it picks him apart at the seams. He is never neglectful of his duties but his team is strong; he doesn't need to direct every single task. He trusts them and he trusts Mino who had proven himself to be dependable time and time again.
He spots him at a table in the corner and heads over, clapping his shoulder. “Rough night, huh?” Achilles asks, raising an eyebrow as he takes a look at him. “I need you awake,” he sets down a cup of coffee infront of him before taking a seat across from him, “Anything I need to know?”
Baxter was enjoying the evening more than he could put into words. There was nothing more exciting than a night of frivolity and excitement. The fairies certainly knew how to put on a ball. Of course, he knew that, having spent most of his life around the fairies in Neverland. Especially with his closest and oldest friend being Silverbell.
He was searching for his friend to see what kind of game she was playing with the humans (ones he would certainly join in if he could) when he came across Emma. She was dancing and it surprised him to see her dancing so care free.
Through the crowd, Baxter moved quickly, taking her hand and giving her a spin before separating her from the others she was with.
“Good evening to you Miss Princess. Are you enjoying yourself?”
@emma-perrault
closed starter for @nycswallflower
As the night was dwindling down, Finn started to get a little worn out, not even having awfully a lot of time to let loose. It wasn’t necessarily a bad thing though, because he did get to talk to a lot of people and seeing the bride and groom so happy was everything he really needed to be content with the night. However, he hadn’t taken enough time with the one person who probably needed at least half of his attention tonight - his actual date. Marley was such a sweet girl, the best in fact, and he was only hoping she had enjoyed being at the wedding so far, despite him not being there to make her feel more welcome. Hopefully, the others had done some of that work. “Hey Marls,” he said gently as he sat down next to her, a drink in his hand. “Sorry I haven’t been with you much tonight. It’s been crazy.”
Lyra was not well versed in the Fae but when she had been invited to the Faery Bacchanal, she did not turn it down. It seemed like fun, excitement, beauty: all things she adored. Perhaps it would give her a chance to spend more time with the ladies of the hour as well. The more time she was able to spend with them the better, even if it was impossible to truly find someone that held her fancy for long enough.
Aside from her good friend Charlotte. But no, that would never be. She had tried, again and again, but it seemed her dearest was none the wiser that her advances were anything but silly flights of fancy.
Perhaps tonight she would be able to forget herself and simply enjoy an evening of revelry. She was unsure as to what would happen once she took one of the sweets, but there were certainly stories about what Fae food would do to a human being. With a hopeful little hum she popped the entire thing in her mouth.
The effects were not instant but slowly she found herself feeling a bit like she was floating on air. The worries of her life were gone and Lyra was nothing but excited bubbles bursting wherever her feet stepped.
When she saw Charlotte she came running over, delighted to see her friend. “You must try one of these cakes, Charlotte, they’re absolutely delightful! And look at you, always dressed to impress.” Without so much as a thought she leaned forward and kisses each of her friend’s cheeks.
@ladycharlottecharming
♔ closed starter for VANYA BLACKTHORNE ; @vanyablackthorne
TAKING A LARGE SWIG FROM HIS GLASS , the blackthorne male finished the contents before handing his glass off to an event staff member . he didn’t say anything as he passed by . searching the crowd for someone he could interact with without becoming quickly annoyed . it seemed he was in luck as his eyes landed on familiar blonde hair . “ well , well , well , if it isn’t my favourite blackthorne . ” he greet his ‘ niece ’ . “ hello little one . ” he smiled at her once she turned around .