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dreamings-free · 9 months
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07 August 2023, 11:10 | Written by Tyler Damara Kelly
Louis Tomlinson and Peter Doherty’s label Strap Originals have joined forces with their respective record labels to release upcoming artist Andrew Cushin's debut album, Waiting For The Rain.
Doherty and Tomlinson bonded over their mutual admiration for Cushin, who is signed to the Strap Originals record label.
Cushin and Tomlinson first met last year after Cushin's appearance on the Sky Sports show Soccer AM, which led to Tomlinson offering him a support slot. "As somebody who has been interested in up and coming acts, working with Andrew was a no brainer. With his incredible voice partnered with his honesty in lyric I’m really excited to work alongside Peter and the Strap Originals team to help Andrew reach as many people as possible," says Tomlinson.
After being very impressed by Cushin’s music, Tomlinson offered to lend a supporting hand assisting with the release of the album. Both himself and Doherty have a desire to continue supporting the UK’s underground scene, by giving them a platform to reach a wider audience.
“Here at Strap Originals we always put the artist first and it's amazing that Louis Tomilinson and 78 productions are offering their support to the uber-talented Andrew Cushin," adds Doherty.
“It’s amazing to have someone as established as Louis fighting in my corner," Cushin says. "It’s been a pleasure getting to know him on and off the stage and I’m learning a great deal from him and his team. I’m looking forward to what I know will be an enjoyable and hugely beneficial collaboration together”.
Strap Originals is an independent label owned by Peter Doherty and his manager Jai Stanley, and run by Managing Director Charlie Dilks. It is independently financed and is committed to signing new original artists and allowing them to evolve and have creative control.
Waiting For The Rain will be released on 29 September and is available to pre order now.
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hlupdate · 2 years
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Who is Harry Styles when he’s at home? His third album swaps number one shoo-ins for more playful experiments, and reveals an artist whose biggest concern is simply to have a good time.
At this point, it pretty much goes without saying that any new album, by any artist, was born from a period of pandemic-prescribed navel gazing. Of course it was. But for a globe-trotting giant who hasn’t stepped off the hamster wheel since his first musical tribute to Stevie Wonder at sixteen, the emergency brake must have been especially jarring. “You’re no good alone,” Harry Styles seems to have concluded from his time away, gently reminding himself, and us, on the second verse of his hit return single “As It Was.”
The track (and indeed Harry's House as a whole) struggles with the passing of time and learning to accept all the change that brings – a treatment of metamorphosis to reconcile his earlier admission, on “Late Night Talking”, that he’s “never been a fan of change.” It’s perhaps a surprising revelation from Styles, who, musically at least, has long appeared to chase reinvention: he shed the long hair of his boyband days for the angsty soft rock of his self-titled debut, before donning sequins and a feather boa for Fine Line’s technicolour production. With each album, and every era to surround them, it’s felt as though Styles has allowed us to enter further into his life and into his world. Now, it seems, we’ve finally made it home.
From the moment Styles’ voice breaks over “Music For A Sushi Restaurant”’s opening synths, the glee in this record is palpable. It threads itself through the electronic production of “Daylight” and the groovy “Cinema”, before bringing the boa back out for the trumpets of “Late Night Talking” and “Daydreaming”. They’re songs about love and relationships, but not in the ‘hot girl admired from afar’ formula that he’s previously perfected. Lyrically, he’s more apologetic now, self-conscious: afraid of being overbearing on “Little Freak” and too clingy on “Satellite”. It’s quite comforting, really, to hear even a global icon sing “you got a new life / am I bothering you?” Elsewhere, “Matilda” and “Boyfriends” set heartfelt laments to guitars that wouldn’t have been out of place on Styles’ debut – “Matilda” is a particular standout, with an ode to chosen family that makes for some of the strongest writing on the album.
Other moments do fall flat: rather than joining the fruit bowl of bangers alongside “Kiwi” and “Watermelon Sugar”, “Grapejuice” lends itself more to being actual background music in a restaurant; at the album’s tail end, the drums on “Satellite” tease a depth that’s never quite reached, and the upfront “Love Of My Life” presents a charming if mildly underwhelming finale. None of these things are exactly heinous, though. Rather, they are the natural product of an album made in the pursuit of joy.
Styles could sell out any stadium he liked, as many times as he liked; ‘winning people over’ can be struck quite firmly from his ‘to do’ list. Having learnt and accepted that, it feels as though he has finally relaxed. What’s more, the pandemic allowed him to live not as Harry Styles: one of the most famous and well-loved celebrities on the planet, but as Harry Styles: the nice, twenty-something guy from Holmes Chapel. The result is an album written for the sake of having fun rather than guaranteeing a commercial triumph – though it could well achieve both. At times it’s experimental, at times it’s hearteningly delicate, and there’s enough retro nods thrown in for you to keep the platform heels and oversized sunnies you bought for Love on Tour.
Harry’s House is a good album because it doesn’t care if you think so. It's not trying to appease the male critics chained to the altar of classic rock, and it isn’t showering you in glitter and hauling you onto the dance floor (even though you are still cordially invited). Harry’s house is open; whether you choose to come in is up to you.
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matchingbatbites · 1 year
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For @steveshairychest and based on their post here. I read it and just couldn't resist <3
The thing is, Eddie knows that Steve is straight. Honestly, that's the only reason Eddie is as bold as he is, why he starts flirting with him in the first place. He's got years of repressed feelings towards the younger boy, and now they're friends, good friends, and Eddie feels comfortable letting loose some of that pent up attraction, knowing that Steve won’t shun him for it.
He does start off small, just to be safe, with pet names and terms of endearment like handsome, honey, sweetheart. Just little things that make Steve's mouth quirk in a smile, nothing to make him feel uncomfortable. The longer Eddie goes, though, the bolder he gets.
The first pickup line is a joke. They’ve been talking about some new beach movie that's just been released onto video when Steve mentions his lifeguard certification, and before Eddie can stop himself he says “It's a good thing you're a lifeguard, because I'm drowning in your eyes.” 
Steve laughs at that, not mean, just surprised, and is still grinning as he gives a half-hearted “Shut up, Eds,” and turns back to what he was working on. 
And, oh, Steve has no idea what he's done, because Eddie is instantly obsessed with the need to make Steve laugh, to pull out that playful side of him that’s so rare to witness. So Eddie pulls out every dumb pickup line in the book, tries his best to make him laugh again.
“Hey, Stevie, your hand looks lonely. Can I hold it for you?”
“Did you just come out of an oven? Because you're too hot to handle.”
“Is your dad a boxer? Because baby, you're a knockout.”
Most of the time Steve just rolls his eyes and grins, but every so often he’ll make that surprised laugh, or god forbid, he’ll giggle, and Eddie mentally crows in victory every time it happens.
The kiss thing is spur of the moment one day, when Eddie has been hanging out just to be around Steve, and causing a little bit of a racket in the store. After a while, Steve playfully shoves at Eddie's shoulder and says "Get out of here before you get me in trouble, man," and Eddie just grins as he leans into Steve's space. 
"What? No goodbye kiss before you send me off into the world?" 
And oh god, Steve actually blushes this time, his cheeks turning a lovely shade of pink, and oh fuck, Eddie is such a goner. Steve shakes his head and tries his best to hide a smile as he says "In your dreams, Eddie." 
"In my dreams it’ll be, then, handsome," Eddie replies with a grin, giving a mock salute on his way out the door.
It becomes a usual thing, Eddie hanging out and flirting and asking Steve for a kiss before he leaves. Every time, Steve's response is the same, that delightful blush covers his cheeks as he grins and pushes Eddie away with a "Keep dreaming," or a "You wish,” or even a half-assed “Fuck off, Eds.”
It all comes back to bite him in the ass when, for once, Eddie arrives at the video store to pick up Robin, instead of just doing his usual lazing about and bothering Steve.
Walking in, he doesn't see Buckley immediately, but he does spot his favorite person behind the counter and he beelines to Steve. He leans on the counter, elbows on the clean surface and chin in his hands as he bats his eyelashes at Steve.
"Hi Stevie! How's the prettiest boy in Hawkins today?" 
Steve looks over at him and Eddie feels like a deer in headlights when the man gives him a sly grin. He leans on the counter, arms crossed as he presses into Eddie’s space.
"I dunno, gorgeous, how are you doing?" 
All of Eddie's higher brain function just stops as Steve speaks. It’s such a stupid response, something that anyone else might have said if asked the same question, but for some reason it makes Eddie go dumb, cheeks flooding with color and mouth dropping in shock.
Steve’s grin widens and he tips his head to the side, looking like the cat who got the fucking canary. He reaches up and grabs a curl that had fallen from the messy bun Eddie had thrown his hair into, and twists the lock around his finger as he leans even closer.
"You look so fucking good today. Drives me crazy when you wear your hair up like this, sweetheart. Puts your whole neck on display, all that pretty skin just begging to be bitten and marked up."
And yeah, Eddie's brain must be leaking out of his ears, because it’s him, it’s Eddie, the master wordsmith who always has something to say, and all he can manage to get out in response is a single, stupid sounding "Uh.”
Steve's expression shifts to something more condescending and god, Eddie is so into it when he tugs on the curl again and coos "Aw, got nothin’ to say, baby doll? Can't take what you dish out?" 
An embarrassing whine finds its way into the air between them and fuck, Eddie has to go. He needs to leave before he makes an even bigger fool of himself than he already has, because Steve is looking at Eddie like he wants to eat him and his knees feel like jello and where the fuck is Robin??
As though summoned by just a thought, Robin breezes through the shop and throws out a casual “Steve, can you stop? I need him to drive me home and he can’t do that if his brain is mush.”
Eddie glances over as she walks past them, thinks Traitor! as she leaves him at Steve’s mercy and heads outside to his van. He looks back to Steve, at those hazel eyes alight with amusement and tries to get his brain to work.
“I need- uh- Robin-” he stammers, unable to even complete a thought as Steve smirks and leans in even closer, his nose almost brushing against Eddie's when he asks, "Can I get a goodbye kiss?" 
And Eddie could never say no to Steve, especially when the other is looking at him like that. He nods dumbly, hoping he doesn't look as desperate as he feels, and there's another tug on that curl.
"I need you to use your big boy words, sweetheart," Steve says, still tinged with condescension, and Jesus fucking Christ, this whole dynamic is really doing it for Eddie, more so than he ever thought it would.
"Yes, Steve- Please-" he says, fully prepared to start begging if he has to, if he can find the words to, but he's given a bit of mercy when Steve closes the gap between them.
It feels like he’s being electrocuted, and that's all he needs for his brain to get with the program, for his hands to finally respond as they fly up and tangle in honey locks as he kisses back.
Steve groans and presses closer, his tongue bullying its way into Eddie's mouth and Eddie can feel his limbs turning into goo as Steve kisses him thoroughly, those old King skills being put to good use as he wrecks Eddie with just this.
A car horn sounds from outside the shop and Steve pulls away, smirking again at Eddie's soft whine of protest. “You better go before Robin pitches a fit.” 
Eddie nods, still dumbstruck from the last few minutes and says "I- Yeah, okay. Uh, call me? Tonight?"
Steve hums and stands up straight, and Eddie can feel his brain power returning with the little bit of distance now between them. 
“Why don’t you come over after my shift? Say, 9?” Steve asks, giving Eddie that hungry look once again, and Eddie’s breath hitches.
“Yep, yes, I can- I’ll definitely do that,” he answers, taking a few steps back and trying his best not to stumble. “I’ll, uh, see you then, Stevie.”
Steve calls out “See you later, baby doll!” as Eddie scrambles for the door, and oh god, Eddie is fucked.
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buwheal · 1 month
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Trying to warm up because ive been slacking on the askbox!!! Yay!!!
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sweetsouldhavernas · 17 days
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'Cause here I am, I'm going back on everything I said when I didn't know what I had to lose
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halcyone-of-the-sea · 7 months
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Do other people read back their own writing and think about what kind of drugs they were on when their fingers were on the keys?? Because how the hell did I come up with a line like that?? Like:
"...You made him want to skin his hands of calluses so that the roughness of his touch was foreign to you..."
I had to be under a spell when I wrote that. There's no other explanation.
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quirkle2 · 3 months
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no matter how hard i tried i couldn't get this piece to work w full color and lighting so ur just gettin this instead </3 reigen's somewhere off-camera with his head in his hands wondering who FUCKING hurt his kids
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steviesbicrisis · 1 year
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I couldn’t stop thinking about this and Barbie Steve so:
Steve is a special edition Ken, with his polo shirt and sunglasses he’s supposed to be Cool Party Ken, always ready to party and nothing more.
Steve hates it. Not the polo, he actually loves his outfit, but the idea he will be nothing more than the Cool Party Ken. A Ken.
He watches Nancy, who is supposed to be “his Barbie”, being Journalist Barbie and Good student Barbie and he wishes he could do that too. Journalist Barbie comes with a flowery long skirt he can’t stop thinking about.
But he can’t wear it because he’s a Ken.
And he knows he should be okay with what he is because he’s very lucky to be a special edition Ken and all the other Ken are jealous of him, so he tries to endure it for a while.
Until he can’t anymore.
He starts off with something he always dreamed of: he takes a pair of scissors and hairspray and becomes an hairstylist. Everyone is shocked to see and Hairstylist Ken but they welcome the change anyways, not knowing that Steve actually refers to himself as Hairstylist Barbie.
Robin, a Student/Worker Barbie, is the first person he tells.
She comes to him asking for a short haircut which is considered a crazy thing to want, since almost all Barbies have long hair.
“I don’t care! I hate my long hair, if people get upset that’s their problem. I will be a Rebel Barbie if I have to.”
“But why me?” Steve can’t help but ask. Usually people get haircuts from Hairstylist Barbies, not him.
“Because no Hairstylist Barbie wants to cut my hair” she admits, looking down “they think it’s weird. But I thought you would… understand.”
And Steve does understand, so he cuts her hair with no more objections. At the end, Robin is admiring her new shorter hair in the mirror when Steve says “well, one Hairstylist Barbie did say yes to you, in the end.”
And Robin understands.
The first person to call him Barbie, however, is Eddie.
Eddie is a standard Ken and he’s okay with it, most of the time. He firmly believes that any special edition Ken is just a snuck out snob, so he lives his life trying to prove that average Ken like him are just as fine.
“If we were just like the Special Kens like Steve” Jonathan objects “we would have found a Barbie to be with, don’t you think?”
Eddie would love to go on a rant about how Steve the Cool Party Ken is nothing special, but his eyes are caught by two Sailor Barbies walking across the street.
Eddie has never seen a Sailor Barbie but they have the same outfit, similar short hair and matching hats, so he imagines it must be a new type.
Despite looking so similar, one of them catches his eye.
He gives Jonathan a knowing look of “watch as I get a Barbie for myself”, which Jonathan replies with a look of “can’t wait to see you make a fool of yourself”, and then he’s off crossing the street.
He watches as one of them enters a ice cream parlor, and the other, the one who has caught his interest, stays back, staring at the door as if they needed to take some courage.
Eddie takes it as a sign to shoot his shot “Hey Barbiegirl!”
Nameless Sailor Barbie goes rigid but doesn’t turn around, so Eddie catches up to them.
“You know that old saying, every Barbie needs a Ken so…”
Sailor Barbie finally turns around, and Eddie is shocked to be faced with Steve the Pool Party Ken. Or maybe not a Ken. He’s confused.
Steve is looking at him expectingly, red in the cheeks.
He wets his lips before talking, making them glossier “so…?”
He doesn’t correct Eddie, he doesn’t say “I’m not a Barbie, you idiot”, he doesn’t reject him. He wants him to finish with his cheesy and overused pick up line.
Eddie wonders if he has been a special edition Lucky Ken without realizing it before.
“So, would you be my Barbie?”
Steve giggles, kisses him in the cheek and says “take me to dinner first, then we’ll see” and then, without another word, he’s gone inside the parlor.
Eddie stands there, staring at the door, too shocked to turn around and give Jonathan a “I told you so”.
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thetrolltolls · 7 months
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my multiverse of madness
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codgod · 8 months
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i am selfish, i am broken, i am cruel
i am all the things they might’ve said to you
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dreamings-free · 9 months
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7/8/23
read the article here on thelineofbestfit.com
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synthaphone · 1 year
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snackwell :)
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callofdudes · 6 months
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Serial killer Simon Riley who stalks and intends to pick off you and your group of friends. Helpless victim y/n who tries their best to escape his slaughter but can tell he's teasing you while picking off your arrogant friends, the likes of Phillip Graves and some others...
Serial Killer Simon Riley? I think yes. Whether he lets you live, or kills you... That remains to be seen.
(if you found this and want read it, it's now out here)
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andy-clutterbuck · 1 year
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6x01 | First Time Again
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cultofpoppy-tm · 6 months
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No fear of the dark
The Line of Best Fit
October 23, 2023. Words by Kelsey Barnes
On Zig, American singer/songwriter Poppy is taking a sharp turn to shapeshift into something new. She reflects with Kelsey Barnes on the growth that inspired the dark pop-infused album.
Soft-spoken yet commandeering, sensitive yet formidable, people checked in for the peculiarity of it all but stayed for Poppy — a girl who, layer by layer, album by album, was showing them it’s okay to be different.
"The audience for me is the show,” she says. “They might be watching me, but they are the show for me. I love to see every response that they give you. There's crowd surfing, there is marching, dancing, screaming — they're so colorful. I don't know if it’s because I'm living in my own realm here, but I don't know if there are audiences that are as colourful as mine. [...]
"I hope Zig is something they can return to and feel like they can take over the world. I only want to manifest peace and power to create anything that they dream up that will add to the world."
Zig is released on October 27, 2023
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keclan · 2 months
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cloud main quest: wow! after a full day at this wacky amusement park full of dance-offs, low poly fighting sims, and silly spooky haunted hotel, i’m ready to take a quick nap so i can enjoy a nice evening off in the funnest place on the planet and maybe even go on a little date with someone special
zack subplot:
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