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straighttohellbuddy · 6 months
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thinking about Lovejoy describing themselves in three words as 'Aromantic British Noises'
thinking about Lovejoy describing themselves in three words as 'Aromantic British Noises'
thinking about how the idea of aromanticism isn't nearly as widespread as it is on Tumblr/various other corners of the internet
thinking about how most people would probably assume the use of Aromantic as a descriptor would imply a lack of any kind of love or romance or close interpersonal relationships in their music which is INHERENTLY NOT TRUE
thinking about Lovejoy choosing Aromantic specifically, confident enough in understanding the actual concept/culture of aromanticism to describe their entire band
thinking about the potential for there to be someone(s) in Lovejoy who is either on the Aromantic spectrum or has considered it as a possibility and has researched it to understand it (and maybe themselves) better
thinking about hard about Lovejoys songs and realising that despite a few having vaguely romantic or implied romantic connotations, you could absolutely do an aro-spec reading of their whole discography
thinking about Lovejoy becoming part of Aro Culture in my heart
thinking about being aro-spec myself, and how id consider the term 'lovejoy' to still very much be my vibe despite that.
thinking about self described Aromantic British Noises, Lovejoy.
thinking about Lovejoy.
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st4rryskiesc0 · 2 months
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Hey guys! here are some alternatives for wilbur soot and/or lovejoy!
Joe Goldsmith - Lead guitarist/backing vocalist for lovejoy, has his own solo career with amazing music similar to lovejoy (I want to clarify the one I linked in the comments is NOT the Joe we’re talking about here! Im so sorry about that!)
James marriott - Amazing vocals and catchy tunes! He's also a commentary youtuber
Cavetown - Pretty similar to lovejoy, lots of good vocals
Ricky Montgomery - Easy to listen to, has lots of quiet catchy songs
The Strokes - Indie rock band with instrumentals a lot like lovejoy + very nice vocals
The Fairways - Less well-known indie band with calm vocals and similar instrumentals
Fish in a birdcage - Modern renaissance indie band with amazing instrumentals
Los Campensinos - Lovejoy/wilbur has covered a lot of songs by them! Very catchy and great to sing along to
Beach Bunny - Rock band, very catchy and great to sing to
Bully - Probably the most like lovejoy. Great instrumentals and amazing vocals
Neon trees - Great angry music, loud big instrumentals
Arctic monkeys - Calmer, great vocals and easy to sing to
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avescorviidae · 1 year
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Nice one boys
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quesadillayuri · 7 months
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every time lovejoy releases new music an insurance agent dies.
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shotgunmarston · 6 months
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some photos i took last night @ lovejoy halloween !!
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yoki-loves-stars · 9 months
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A little silly fanart of Lovejoy’s Portrait of a Blank Slate MV directed by Ted Nivison (CHECK OUT HIS VLOG ABOUT IT!!!)
It’s my first time drawing something like that :D
I really wanted to include Mark, Joe and Ash, but they didn’t appear in MV that much, so I didn’t have that many references to work with
I wasn’t very proud of my art lately so it was nice to get out of my comfort zone :D
References from the MV that I used
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notsaviors · 1 year
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CALL ME WHAT YOU LIKE  |  LOVEJOY
old post type, can’t turn off reblogs, but hey fuck this guy !!!
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gayemoji · 2 months
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woe. spotify playlist of lovejoy adjacent music ranging from 'extremely well known' to 'literally my friends band with two songs ever' be upon thee.
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queentoriel · 1 year
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scivious · 1 year
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anvil cat miku!!!
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these are the photos i show people when they’re like “who tf is this guy you and your friends are always going on abt?”
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nefkyo · 1 year
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Just saying every fucking Lovejoy album got the
- new national anthem
- I will beat someone to death the second the bridge ends
- S E X
- someone is getting hanged with guitar strings
- the drums go so hard your brain becomes cake batter
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shblackwoodart · 10 months
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i don't even know what that is but i enjoyed making it
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plagueislost · 6 months
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oop i forgot to post this here
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poraphia · 9 months
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"I see you standing on the sidelines."
pairing • lvjy!enemies!wilbur x singer!enemies!reader 1063 words • 8.6.23 containing • lowkey enemies, cursing, cheeky insults my masterlist ~! ღ Soot's Pretty Princess ღ on Tumblr
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What do I think about Wilbur?
It's funny you should ask. To put it quite plainly,
He's a total dickhead.
The best way to describe him is like a mosquito buzzing around your head, and everytime you take a swab of smacking it away you end up just completely missing. You're so annoyed that it would serve your reputation best to just stop attempting any form of defense and let it happen.
Wilbur and I have been in a "battle-of-the-bands" heat for as long as our music careers started. However, years before, we were great friends, a perfect pair even, that is until some.. Complications.. Between us occurred.
"You look like you're about to piss yourself." Wilbur snorted.
I rolled my eyes, taking a swig from my water bottle. Every relentless mock, eye-rolling boast, and shit-eating grin felt like nails to a chalkboard. "You never learn when to piss off, do you?" I groaned. He quirked an eyebrow before scooting his metal chair closer, scraping it against the worn wooden planks.
"Not really." He smirked. I looked at him to the side of me, my head not turning to face him. His legs straddled the back of his chair as his arms draped alongside the frame. His lips were pressed flatly, but curled at the ends topped with those signature dimples and squinty eyes.
I inhaled a sharp breath before averting my gaze.
"Lovejoy is on in ten minutes!" A man with a clipboard waved an arm around as various crew members attended to their duties. Will's head perked up to catch a glimpse of the preparation. I looked around as well, that is until his eyes trailed back onto me.
"You gonna come out and watch me play, darling?" He nudged. I properly turned my head to face him now with my ankle resting on top of my opposite knee. I scoffed, pointing at him with my half drunken water bottle.
"Watch you?" I remarked, shaking my bottle as I talked. "I should be looking for some earmuffs right about now, really. God forbid I listen to what trash you've written up since the last festival." I sat back, continuing my rant. "Honestly, I wouldn't be surprised if you bitched about another one of your failed rela–"
I was cut off as he held the end of my bottle. I paused, looking at him strangely. His eyes, deep pools of chocolate, stared into mine, shooting a fluttering system in my veins. Stubborn to not express my bashfulness, I grit my teeth and stared at him right back, unfazed.
"Y'know," he started. His grip on the bottle depleted. His fingers now trailing to my hand, gently tracing patterns onto my skin. His face brushed past mine with lips leaning close to my ear. Softly, he whispered. "You should listen closer to the lyrics... You may learn something."
Before I could process what words he uttered, his band members called for him to grab his instrument. He retreated his grasp and then walked past me, instinctively making me turn around to watch the man approach his fellow band members. The scent of his cologne breezing my face.
At first, I rolled my eyes. Was this just some cheap trick to get my attention? And what is there to learn when it comes to listening to the lyrics? I've heard enough of his shitty music to know it's about how much he missed his failed attempt at a girlfriend.
Or rather-- crush he ultimately rejected me for.
Through loud blaring speakers, the stage crew introduced Lovejoy and soon enough the harmony of the bass and guitar echoed throughout the stadium, following the steady heartbeat of Mark's drums.
Truly, I tried my best to ignore it. However, every single time, without fail, I find myself wandering to the offside of the stage, hidden behind the black curtains to not be seen by the thousands of people, but close enough where I can see the glistens of sweat shining on Wilbur's skin.
He was in the midst of singing Portrait of A Blank Slate, the featured song of his latest EP. The crowd jumped and screamed the lyrics back at him. At least, those who knew the lyrics anyway. My arms crossed as I watched the lanky man let his guitar dangle by the strap. He caressed the microphone stand with one hand, another gripping at the handle.
His eyes glanced to the side, before returning back to the crowd, only for his eyes to flash back at me again. What once was a straight, concentrated look on his face turned into an expression of eagerness, as if his want for attention has been satisfied. He took his hand off the microphone stand and started tracing his chest, opening more of his already unbuttoned collar.
I stood there, shell-shocked. The excitement of fans blared somewhat louder than the booming sound devices, but his eyes kept on me. He continued his theatrics, having to almost peel his own gaze off of me to continue performing for the crowd. His hands moved gracefully in juxtaposition with the erratic tune.
His eyes fluttered close, back to concentrating on what strings to press, what lyrics to sing, and what queues to initiate. But my mind was flooded with questions the more I listened to what words he spoke into that microphone. The pleas of wanting to stay with someone, the idea of being perfect for each other, the bitter taste of someone breaking the subject down.
Soon enough, the song came to an end with its final chords and strums. The crowd erupted in a loud cheer, but Wilbur—
Oh, Wilbur.
With one sneaky, watchful glance, he drank in my searching eyes, looking for some sort of answer. My face, dusted in a flustered pink to highlight my cheeks. My mouth was open ajar, but no words could sound out of my throat. With a satisfied smile, he turned back to the audience.
I had to give him the win on this one.
That fucking bastard.
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a / n ~ hihi this is my first official fanfic on tumblr hope u likey
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vesperotv · 11 months
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He told me that much and now he's dead
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