🔥 ON THIS DAY🔥
26 APRIL 2019
The music video for Radio is released. Lyrically, the song addresses the cultural situation of the German Democratic Republic, where listening to Western radio stations and their music was illegal.
People would use their radios to pick up stations on the western side of the border, which was often their only connection to the rest of the world, in secret.
The video opens with a radio announcement (absent in the album version) that says "Achtung, Achtung. Hier ist Berlin Königs Wusterhausen und der Deutsche Kurzwellensender. Wir senden Tanzmusik", which translates as "Attention, Attention. This is Berlin Königs Wusterhausen and the German shortwave transmitter. We're broadcasting dance music". Königs Wusterhausen is the site where the first German radio transmitter was built in 1920. In 1933, it was seized by the Nazis to broadcast propaganda. After the Reunification of Germany, it became a museum.
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sabrina carpenter’s emails i can’t send you merch ‘you act like a bitch’ cropped t-shirt.
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300622; today we chase the sunlight. tomorrow? who knows (ig: @blvksesame)
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Chapter 3 of Tempo is up!
Content warning for CNC, hypnosis, shadowplay-as-a-kink, and forced eye contact.
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It's been ten hours and I still can't stop crying. I haven't slept. I haven't stopped feeling that heavy weight in my soul.
Meeting him and being able to shake his hand in 2016 was a literal once in a lifetime opportunity and I'll never take it for granted. Fuck.
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books i've read in 2024: The Poppy War trilogy by R. F. Kuang
Children ceased to be children when you put a sword in their hands. When you taught them to fight a war, then you armed them and put them on the front lines, they were not children anymore. They were soldiers.
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aqua terrarium, chapter 2/2
Tatsuma-centric + established joui4 poly. 7296w (13.8k total). Backstory fic. (read it here)
“What happened to your hand?”
The aforementioned hand twitches, wanting to be hidden, but it’s too late. “It’s fine, don’t worry about it,” he says through gritted teeth.
“Of course I can’t help but worry. I am your brother.”
or: on reforging bonds and overwriting memories.
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