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iamdjgordon · 1 month
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Some party snaps with some faves 📸🎉🖤
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photosbyints · 9 months
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1/ Flat Party, St George's Tavern, 8 July 2023
I was seeing Tommy Lefroy, a duo I had just recently listened to, perform at Tufnell Park, and their opening act was Flat Party. I immediately liked their sound, and I noticed they didn't have a photographer. Flat Party mentioned they had a gig that Saturday, and after they performed, I was heading to the loo when I bumped into their lead singer. In an incredible act of courage that I wouldn't have normally had, I pitched myself and offered to photograph them that Saturday. After all, during that time I was on sick leave due to an injury from my full-time job and was expecting to be laid off soon because I was ill too often. The lads were all very nice and I thoroughly enjoyed their music as well as photographing them.
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robmoro · 3 months
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RobMoro TV | Flat Party - 'Aching For Living'
London-based six-piece Flat Party have released their self-titled debut EP with new track ‘Aching For Living’. Mixing glitz and wit lyrcrised indie rock, the band recorded the EP with producer Andy Savours (My Bloody Valentine, Black Country New Road) in London.  The band have also shared the video for ‘Aching For Living’ directed by the band’s drummer Zander Hearn. “The video is based around…
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anglerflsh · 10 months
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a homing of pigeons
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unfinishedslurs · 1 year
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party king (steddie)
“You want me to what?”
“Go to a party with me,” Eddie says, looking at Steve like he’s the weirdo here. “What’s the big deal, King Steve? You’ve been to plenty of parties.”
“You know, no one actually called me that,” Steve tells him, abandoning his tapes to put his hands on his hips. “Billy started it. I think he just wanted people to call him a king.”
Eddie visibly considers this before nodding, like it makes sense. Which it does. Billy was, in Steve’s private thoughts, an egotistical maniac who needed to calm down.
May he rest in peace.
“But you’ll come to the party with me, right?”
“Give it up, Eddie,” Robin calls from where she’s rewinding tapes. “Steve hasn’t been to a party in forever. He’s basically a grandpa now.”
“Hey!” Steve objects. That’s rich, coming from her. Going to bed at nine some nights so he gets a few more hours of sleep before waking up in a cold sweat does not make him a grandpa. It just makes him traumatized  
“Steeeeeeeve,” Eddie whines, widening his eyes until it looks like they’re going to pop out of his sockets. His exaggerated pout isn't going to do him any favors either. No matter what the kids say behind his back (looking at you, Henderson) he isn't a pushover.
“Why would I want to go to a high school party?” He crosses his arms, leaning against the counter. “I graduated. I have better things to do with my time.”
“Like lose arcade games to freshmen?” Robin asks. He flips her the bird.
“Please, Steve?” Eddie asks. “Pretty please? Pretty pretty please, with cherries and whipped cream and six little nuggets on top?”
“What the hell are you even saying anymore?”
“You want him to eat his babies?” Robin shrieks. “Like Kronos? Is one of them going to cut off his head and free the rest?”
Eddie’s eyes light up, and Steve slaps a hand over his mouth. He doesn’t know who that guy is, and he doesn’t want to deal with the two of them chattering over whatever movie villain he’s assuming is in their weird cult classic films when he still doesn’t know why Eddie is asking him to this party.
He doesn’t even flinch when Eddie licks his hand.
“I’ve been slobbered on by actual monsters,” he says flatly. “Your spit has zero effect on me.”
Eddie bats his eyes and gives his palm a kiss, right where he’d laved his tongue. Steve rolls his eyes and wipes his hand on the side of Eddie’s face.
“Hey!”
“Don’t dish what you can’t take,” Steve says. “Now, why exactly am I getting asked to go to a high school party?”
“Jessica Roberts needs some kush, and she asked me to sell there.”
“Okay? Still not answering my question.”
“There’s gonna be jocks at the party,” Eddie finally confesses, “and I don’t know if they’ll try shit. But given my track record lately…”
“So you need a bodyguard?”
“Hey!” Steve shouts, and is summarily ignored by everyone. So he does what any normal person would do, and slams an abandoned beer bottle against the edge of the counter so it shatters. 
The jocks turn and look at him after that.
Steve glances down at the jagged edges of the bottle in his hands, flipping it like it’s his old ice cream scoop. Yeah, this should work. 
“Leave him alone,” he says, steely inflection to his voice. 
“Or what, Harrington?” One of them asks. “Heard you just been sittin’ in this room all night. What, you hanging around the queers now? Didn’t take you for a f-”
He stops talking when Steve grabs him by the hair and presses the broken bottle against his throat.
“Here’s what's gonna happen,” he says quietly, taking a look at his buddy. He’s let go of Eddie, a lot more spooked now that his friend is shaking in his Nike’s. “You’re going to leave this room. You’re going to leave Munson here alone. You’re not going to bother him, or anyone else in his dragon club ever again. If I hear that you or your little friends are fucking with him, I have a very nice nail-studded baseball bat in my trunk I’d be more than happy to introduce you to. Capisce?”
“Woah, woah, woah,” the guy that was holding Eddie says. “What the hell, Harrington?”
Steve doesn’t break eye contact with the guy he’s threatening. “Capisce?” He asks again, putting a little more force into the word.
“C-capisce.”
“Good,” he says, shoving him away. “Now get outta here.”
They scramble away. Steve walks over to the trash can and throws away the remains of the bottle, running a hand through his hair. He finally turns around to see Eddie staring at him with wide eyes, frozen.
“Sorry-”
“Fuck me.”
“What?”
Eddie’s entire face flushes, like he didn’t mean to say that. “Uh.”
Steve looks at him, and then around the kitchen they’re in. Glass and beer on the floor, music blasting loud enough to set him on edge, a crowd of people that look at him like a zoo exhibit. Fuck, his head hurts. 
“Yeah, okay,” he decides. “We’re going to mine, though.”
“Wh-what?” Eddie looks like a deer in headlights, even though Steve’s offering exactly what he asked. 
“I…have no idea what I’m doing,” Eddie confesses. 
“Oh, are you not…” He trails off, gesturing towards Eddie’s back pocket. “I assumed…”
Eddie laughs abruptly, slapping a hand over his mouth like he startled himself with it. “You know hanky code, Harrington?”
“Can you call me Steve when you’re in my bed?” He’s already got his shirt off, for God’s sake. “Listen, man, if you don’t want this, it’s no biggie.” He starts to get off, and Eddie’s hand clamps over his thigh. 
“No, no, no, don’t you dare. Just gimme a minute, I’m processing.”
“Processing,” he repeats flatly. 
“Yes, processing. I’ve got the guy of my extremely virginal wet dreams shirtless on top of me. I did not think this would ever happen. I didn’t even know you were queer until tonight.”
Steve’s mouth shapes into an “o” of understanding. “You’re a virgin?”
“Jesus, could you focus on anything else I said?”
“You dream about me?”
“Let’s go back to the virgin part.” His fingers start nervously tapping against Steve’s leg. 
“You’re not subtle,” Steve says flatly. “I know when you stare at my ass.”
Eddie colors in a flood of bright red. “What if I wasn’t? What if I was…uh, jealous or something?”
“I guess that’d make sense, since you’re flat as a board.”
“Wh—hey!”
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chronicowboy · 2 months
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i'd die for you, no questions asked
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your-turn-to-role · 1 year
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you know while we're doing all this beautiful meta writing about perc'ahlia because of lovm s2 - and this is not intended to disparage them btw this makes me like them even more - i would just like to remind everyone that in addition to having some of the genuinely best and most romantic moments on this show, they're also the couple that pined for ages and only had the courage to say something to each other about it after one of them died, upon which they:
got together near immediately
broke up a few months later
got together again
had the equivalent of a vegas wedding literally because one of them dared the other and they both refused to back down
(taliesin and laura also didn't remember who made the dare and who said yes because they're both equally likely to do that)
didn't tell anyone they cared about that they got married bc it was too awkward to bring up so they just kept it a secret for months until a god made them say it
and then had a formal wedding a year later because what were they going to do, not throw a huge party and dress up fancy about it? come on.
they have the range, and also they're disasters i love them so fucking much
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tanglepelt · 6 months
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Dp x dc 152
Vlad gives off creep vibes.
Danny is forced to a gala. A Wayne gala to be specific. Wouldn’t you know vlad won’t let him out of his sight. Cuts him off.
Keeps calling him his son. Overall creepy vibes.
Maybe the investigation wouldn’t have been so intense if he hadn’t be calling Danny his son. A little digging leads to Amity.
Leads to a rigged election.
Leads to the Giw being discovered.
Danny for his part is laughing at vlad. Man got caught the the justice league for his alter ego Plasmius. Then for helping fund the Giw. And for establishing in town restrictions about ecto entites.
Danny just wishes they would stop trying to question phantom.
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bedeviledgoober · 1 year
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continuing my lolita-inspired g3 monster high designs, here’s frankie!
draculaura | clawdeen | cleo
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kyurochurro · 5 months
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my ponysona Googie shipping pony spirk!!! In equestria I like to think it’s called “Star Trot”
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namnomm23 · 8 months
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do you guys like my cat
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iamdjgordon · 1 year
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Alexa, play ‘Birthday Cake’ by Rihanna 🎂💫
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photosbyints · 9 months
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6/ Flat Party, St George’s Tavern, 8 July 2023
I was seeing Tommy Lefroy, a duo I had just recently listened to, perform at Tufnell Park, and their opening act was Flat Party. I immediately liked their sound, and I noticed they didn’t have a photographer. Flat Party mentioned they had a gig that Saturday, and after they performed, I was heading to the loo when I bumped into their lead singer. In an incredible act of courage that I wouldn’t have normally had, I pitched myself and offered to photograph them that Saturday. After all, during that time I was on sick leave due to an injury from my full-time job and was expecting to be laid off soon because I was ill too often. The lads were all very nice and I thoroughly enjoyed their music as well as photographing them.
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the real grief: ingame character creator vs how you envision your character looks like
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strawberrystepmom · 4 months
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so one of my favorite "board" games for lack of a better word is called pass the pigs and you get a game set that has eight different colored sets of two pigs and you roll the pigs like dice and depending on how they land you get a point value based off of each pig individually or if they land the same as them together and like i just need to show everyone the pigs....
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keepersofmyheart · 2 years
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Ice cream cone cupcakes
These are awesome and great for parties
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