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insomniacirl · 27 days
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Writing a fic called 'Night Call', based on the single from this album but also what if this is the first fic I ever publish (if it gets written lmao)???
Summary:
James and Sirius are (illegal) street racers. What could possibly go wrong when the younger Black brother steps into a six month trip of the California nightlife? When the smoke clears, who'll be there to head home with their winnings?
Or the better question is: just how fast can they drive before they get caught?
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getawayfox · 1 year
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“You look sexy when you smoke. You sound great. I miss you,” Harry says in three steady beats.
Draco won’t return the words. He never does. But Harry knows he feels them.
That he misses them too. Whatever—they are.
Work partners. Friends. More than friends sometimes. Less than friends other times.
Nightcall by @wolfpants (Drarry, E, 1k), part of Wolfpants Kinkuary 2023 collection
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blogformusicandthatsit · 11 months
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listening505 · 1 year
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nightcall | james hetfield
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You took all my breaths. You left a hole where my heart should have been.
2 different versions of the song this story was inspired by:
https://open.spotify.com/track/73bDvrmSBh2fr53tLDH9oA?si=a15030565fc94248
https://open.spotify.com/track/4MKO1xltVSQlMMZUfOMEA1?si=f7d470642cc1408b
I love kavinsky so much so the first one is a personal favorite and the one I was listening on repeat when I was writing and my friends found that London Grammar has covered it few years ago so you can check that out both has different vibes.
part1: "i'm giving you a nightcall to tell you how i feel"
part2:  "i'm gonna drive you through the night, down the hills"
part3:" i’m gonna tell you something."
part4: "you don’t want to hear."
part5:  "i’m gonna show you where it’s dumped."
part6:  "but have no fear"
part7: "there's something inside you, it's hard to explain"
part8: "there's something inside you boy"
part9: "and you're still the same."
part10: epilogue
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majvxcz · 8 months
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yesturday i literally came up with a crazy idea and i wanted to draw Albert Wesker as The driver (and in a compression shirt)
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beck-me · 10 months
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trevlad-sounds · 3 months
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Track of the day.
Pacific Coast Highway
Kavinsky
Nightcall
2010
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artereniac · 6 months
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Nightcall 08/2023
synthwave from Bratislava @nightcallsk www.nightcall.sk
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kyngsnake · 1 year
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lil doodle page
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soulofawander · 10 months
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sepostscreencaps · 2 months
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Neon Coverart for Soul Eater post chapter 18
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deux-lunes · 1 year
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~ blue albums of 2022 ~
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⭐️ⓢ𝕒T𝐮R𝕕AⓎ V𝕚вe𝐬⭐️♪ #adow #thebookoflife #adiscoveryofwitches #allsoulstrilogy #matthewanddiana #dianabishop #matthewdeclermont #foreverlove #adiscoveryofwitchestv #adowS3 #deborahharkness #teresapalmer #matthewgoode #saturdayvibes #londongrammar #nightcall #adowedit https://www.instagram.com/p/CohWS4MIqXd/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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listening505 · 1 year
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nightcall | james hetfield
part8: "there's something inside you boy"
other parts
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Oh, James. Believe me, you didn't leave me a single word to say.
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"Good morning, baby." I thought I was waking up to a beautiful morning when your whispering voice filled my ears, but it only lasted until I could barely open my eyes, which were heavy with sleep. You were in the little bathroom in our room, your phone was winking at me over the nightstand, and you, a liar who carried out your job professionally, were talking to your other lover with your other phone.
I don't know if you felt me wake up and panicked, or if you just felt sorry for me and didn't want me to hear the rest of the conversation, but you turned on the tap and gently pushed the bathroom door.
That's how things were going to work out now, wasn't it? You've been to other women, you've come back to me again every time, you've made sure over and over again that I'm being held up to you like an absolute idiot, and then you've put this thing in a loop. And now you're starting to withhold your false apologies and your fake tears from me. I was already in the palm of your hand, I was always ready for you anyway.
But you know, James, it was like a magic wand had touched me that morning, or God was starting to take pity on me. I swear on your red lips that inspired those roses, I didn't feel that much anymore. The only thing written on the neon sign in my head was that I was in love with you. I was in love with you and I would always feel the need to hold you in my arms. Even if you're not in love with me.
How naive you were, Amelia, I can still hear you saying. You were saying that, weren't you, James? You had me in the palm of your hand and you kept playing with me like I was a stress ball. Because you were stressed about the band, the management, the tour dates, your siblings, and much more and you were always taking your stress out on me. Those deceptive laughs you let out of your mouth have been ringing in my ears all these three months you've been plying between two women. They never let go of me, James. Even if I was thinking less now, I could never sleep comfortably. While you were again raising a toast to the heavens with the victory of what you had achieved, did you care for a moment about the things that were gnawing at my brain? No, James, you never cared. Anyway, what suited you was to laugh, not cry. Laughing a lot, laughing a lot, and shining a light around with your bright smile... That's what suited you.
You had to do what suited you because you didn't have that much time left for it.
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blaueturnschuhe · 2 months
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