#the loft

[galateasfire]

And an Arthur one.

#arthur morgan #arthur morgan rdr2 #rdr2 #rdr2 screenshots #red dead redemption 2 #the loft

[fuckyeahcourtneylove]

hole in berlin. december 1991.

#courtney love #hole #berlin #1991 #the loft

[lavenderhorns]

Being inextricably linked to a separate plane of existence comes with the upside of being able to make many funny jokes

#lavender #furry #fursona #my art #the loft

[fuchinobe]

(1990, Raw Bass, 12 RBASS 003)

#Psychotropic #breakbeat #downtempo #the loft

[sincerelyella]

Last Minute Plans

Book: The Royal Romance (AU)

Pairings: Liam x MC (Ella)

Characters belong to Pixelberry: Ella Brooks belongs to me.

Please note that my stories are not to be stolen or reposted on any other site. Reblogs and notes are welcome and much appreciated.

Summary: An AU based on the show New Girl (my favorite can you tell??) Just a collection of one-shots and shenanigans that allude to the show. This will NOT be canon, that means this won’t be in Cordonia and Liam isn’t a King. If you have watched the show before, you know they are in Los Angeles, California. Catch up on The Loft here

A/N: Finally posting something for @choicesflashfics​ this week and it’s my favorite AU that I’ve written so far. Prompt will be in bold. 

A/N 2: It’s been a very long time since I’ve written anything - mostly because work has been crazy and studying related to work has also taken up a lot of my time. My taglist is very old so feel free to ignore should you not want to read this mess lol

Thank you @deb-1106 for reading through this a bit, I love you!

Ratings/Warnings: M - mature content; adult language; sexual innuendos; some overall inappropriateness because it’s the Loft 🤷🏽‍♀️

Words: 1215

Liam paced back and forth as Drake, Max and Leo followed him, all of their heads going right to left and right to left, and back again.

Leo broke the silence. “Bro, what’s wrong with you?”

Liam stopped and gave his friends and brother a confused look. “When did you guys get here?”

“Are you serious right now?” Drake stood and walked towards his best friend. “Li, why are you pacing the floor?”

“Oh, I …” he looked at the floor and then back up at Drake. “I want to propose to Ella.”

Everyone gasped, while Leo and Max stood from the couch.

Maxwell clapped his hands in excitement. “You are?!”

“How? Where’s the ring? When is this happening?!” Leo yelled as he hopped up and down.

“Relax, relax,” Drake hollered over everyone’s voices as he turned to his best friend. “Do you need help with anything?”

“I got her a ring already,” Liam pulled a black velvet box out of his pocket and opened it. “I’m just not sure when or how to do it. Maybe tomorrow?”

Leo snatched the box out of his brother’s hand. “Whoaaaa, this thing is fat!”

“Real helpful, Leo,” Drake mumbled. “You know Ella is crazy about you. Any way you ask her she’s going to cry.”

Liam ran his hands through his thick blonde hair nervously. “You think?”

“Good tears!” Max interrupted.

Drake nodded. “Really good tears.”

“Remember when we didn’t even think this whole Liam and Ella thing was going to happen?” Leo elbowed Max’s side.

“Yeah, we had our doubts.”

“Wait, what?” Liam’s eyes narrowed.

“You guys just kept breaking up and getting back together!” Max shrugged and looked to Leo for backup.

“I mean, there was the St. Valentine’s Day Massacre-”

“No, no,” Max shook his head. “I think it was the Comic-con Dump-A-Thon.”

“You have names for our breakups?” Liam retorted in annoyance.

Leo nodded. “It would really all blur together if we didn’t.”

A year and a half earlier

“You are so annoying in those little sexy shorts you wear! Just shut up!”

Ella’s hands were on his hips yanking him close to her. “You shut up!”

They began to kiss again, tongues tangling and curling together for a few moments until Liam pulled away. “Shut up and take off your clothes,” he pointed at her. “I mean it, Ella, shut up and take off your clothes right now,” he demanded as he pulled his own shirt off, kicked off his shoes and unbuckled his belt.

She huffed and began to pull off her jacket in purposeful motions. “Why are you so ridiculous and chaotic? You can’t even tell me how you feel!”

Liam’s eyes darkened with desire. “I’ll tell you how I feel right now. I want you,” his mouth collided with hers as he swallowed her moans. “I’ve wanted you from the moment you walked into this loft. Now take off your clothes, Ella.”

Max strolled down the hall eating a banana and stopped short when he saw Liam and Ella getting lost in each other in the living room. Drake, who was walking right behind him, bumped into his back and dropped his phone onto the floor with a clang. “Beaumont!”

“Shhh!” Max flailed his arms and pushed his friend back, shushing him as he went.

“I want my bagel, Beaumont! It just popped up from the toaster and if I wait too long it gets too hard,” Drake whined.

“Drake! It’s 10 at night and you’re eating a bagel?” Max shook his head and pushed him into his bedroom. “Don’t answer that,” he huffed and stuck his ear against the door. “Did you see Liam and Ella?! They were finally getting it on!”

Drake smacked Maxwell in the back of the head. “You’re listening to them fucking? And why are they fucking in our living room?!”

Present day

“Okay, we did not have sex in the living room!”

Drake rolled his eyes. “Well we didn’t know that, Li!”

“You two just went back and forth, kissing and then yelling at each other,” Max casually walked into the kitchen to grab an apple. “Like the time we all went to that speed dating event.”

A year ago

“Why did you bring me here?” Drake hissed as his eyes darted around the room. “I knew this was shady as fuck!”

“Shut up, Walker, all we said was there would be good whiskey and you got in the car,” Leo snickered.

“I need new friends,” Drake mumbled as he wandered off in search of said whiskey.

Max surveyed the room. “Where are Ella and Hana?”

Leo shrugged. “No idea but that blonde over there has me written all over her.”

“That’s not how speed dating works, Leo!” Max grabbed his friend’s arm to keep him in place. “Where did Liam and Ella go?”

Leo turned his head and jutted his chin out. “They’re over there bickering by the entrance.”

Maxwell’s eyes widened. “Shit. If looks could kill-”

“They’d both be dead,” Leo finished as they both made their way to the doors to hear better.

Liam and Ella stood with their arms crossed as they faced each other.

“El, you liked kissing me. It’s totally fine to say that,” Liam whisper yelled. “I’m not on my knees asking you to marry me for God’s sake! It was a nice kiss.”

Ella’s eyes were like daggers as she stared at him. ”You were like a dog and my mouth was full of dog … milk. Don’t start with me William!”

The fact that she said his full name made him snap and forget about the people around them. “It was like a damn fairy tale okay?!” He bellowed. “It was the best kiss of your life! You have to take some responsibility, tarting around in those short shorts!”

Leo and Max snorted.

“Wait a second. Pause and rewind … what did you just say?”

Liam’s nostrils flares. “I am a man, Ella! Short shorts are my catnip.”

Present day

“You heard that?” Liam asked with wide eyes. “So much for privacy,” he grumbled. “It was a frustrating time for me okay?”

“It really doesn’t matter,” Leo waved his hand in the air. “You guys have been strong together and now you want to marry her,” he slapped his hands over his heart. “The real question is … who is going to be your best man?”

“That would be me,” Drake slid his eyes to Liam for confirmation.

“Well I-“

Leo cleared his throat loudly. “Excuse me, but I think it would be me, Walker Whiny Pants. I’m his brother.”

Drake’s face turned slightly red in aggravation at the nickname. “You’re out of your fucking mind, Rys Potato Chips!”

“What’s with the nicknames?” Max piped up from his seat on the couch.

Liam waved his arms in the air. “We have digressed so far down the rabbit hole. I just want to plan how I’m going to propose! Can any of you buffoons help me with that without arguing?”

“Alright, alright,” Leo yanked a large whiteboard out from behind the tv along with a stand and dry erase markers.

Drake’s eyes widened. “Have those been back there the whole time?”

“My room was full,” Leo explained with a large grin. “Let’s plan this shit!”

#The Loft #Liam x Ella #trr #trr fanfic #trr fandom #the royal romance #the royal romance fanfic #the royal romance fanfiction #Liam x MC #choices trr #pixelberry #choices #choices the royal romance

[bangzhasanxiety]

The war against buck’s loft will always be so funny to me like damn what did it do to y’all😭

#911 abc #evan buckley #the loft #and the thousands way you guys have destroyed it #so far it’s been on fire #crumbled to the ground because of an earthquake #got flooded #got set on fire again (arson edition) #leave that little loft alone

[unquietspiritao3]

christmas fic mood board/visual inspo (slightly nsfw and full of spoilers) under the cut!

#the loft #visual inspo

[guessimdumb]

The Loft - Model Village (2006)

The Loft were one of my favorite mid 1980s Creation records groups. Led by Peter Astor, they recorded some wonderful 45s but didn't last long, later reemerging in a new configuration as the Weather Prophets. In 2006, they regrouped and recorded this superb single, which lyrically recalls the Kinks.

#The Loft #Model Village #Peter Astor #Village Green

[liminalmemories21]

Not to be mercenary, but where do we think Gwen’s money went after her death?  We know she was a partner in a law firm that she either either started, or co-started.  We know she owned an apartment in New York.  She had money (not like Rockefeller money, but money).

Enzo has custody of Jonah (presumably).  And, I’m guessing that she split her estate between her sons either 50/50, or maybe a larger trust for the care of Jonah until he’s an adult.  Wills can take a while to go through probate, so it’s probable that by the end of S3 her estate is still in process. 

We also know that one of the sticking points for the loft was TK’s terrible credit, and I’m guessing lack of savings.  Assuming that he’s going to probably inherit a fair amount of money from Gwen’s estate - what does that do to him?  Because it’s not easy money.  It’s money that comes from losing his mother.  But, on the other hand, in certain ways it’s freedom he’s never had before. 

And money always does weird things to relationships - Carlos bought the loft when he couldn’t and that fractured them.  They’ve clearly found a way to come to peace with that financial dynamic, but what happens when it changes.

#thinky thoughts #911 lone star #tarlos #tk strand #carlos #the loft #I'm not saying I've written a long scene where TK realizes he's inherited money and doesn't know what to do with that knowledge #but I'm not not saying that either

[maturemenoftvandfilms]

The Loft (2014) - Graham Beckel as Hiram Fry

If I'd caught Graham character cheating on his wife, I'd blackmail him for sex.

What? He’s a good looking man.

On A Side Note: Eric Stonestreet has a quick sex scene a few minutes later.

#The Loft #Graham Beckel #american actor #handsome daddy #husky daddy #daddy #suited daddy #suit & tie #celebrities #actor #Eric Stonestreet #movie #screenshots #CILF

[urban-trek-thru-middle-earth]

#karl urban #vincent stevens #the loft #uttme

[chaoticpandemonium]

I need professional help I cannot stop thinking about this scene

#am i gonna die just does something to me #something mighty unholy #two of my favourite white boys together #karl urban #james marsden #the loft #the loft 2014 #the loft spoilers #spoilers #movie clip #tw blood #cw blood #tw suicide #cw suicide #but its actually murder

[fuckyeahcourtneylove]

Hole at The Loft in Berlin. December 3, 1991. A week after she met up with Kurt in Amsterdam.

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#courtney #courtney love #1991 #hole #the loft #berlin #germany #jill emery #carolyn rue #eric erlandson #90s #grunge #aesthetic #babydoll #kinderwhore

[fuchinobe]

(1994, Rising High Records, RSN 79)

#Air Liquide #ambient #deep house #techno #the loft #heavenly music

[gougerre]

I’m just chillin watching the Oldboy remake

Also what’s up with my eyes I love it

#the loft #Tucson

[dustedmagazine]

Pete Astor — Tall Stories & New Religions (Tapete)

These songs sidle in slyly, cleverly worded but not obnoxious about it, beautifully played but not in any showy way.  The elegiac “Disney Queen,” swans about in faded elegance, framed by slow, splayed guitar chords and a vaguely samba-ish rhythm, a nearly ideal avator of rain-through-sunshine British pop.  It’s sad but also wryly hopeful, sung in a warm, considering tenor that’s done a song or two and knows how it works. 

That’s one of a dozen tracks, plucked from various phases of the career of Pete Astor, the rueful, ruminative center of bands including The Loft, the Weather Prophets and the Wisdom of Harry.  He sticks mostly to off-cuts and uncelebrated b-sides on this lovely little collection, recovering ground from the 1980s, 1990s and aughts.   It’s a celebration, of sorts, of 40 years of music making, where time is always flying but no one is any particular hurry. 

Astor has gathered a low-key but excellent band of musicians to accompany him along the farther reaches of Memory Lane.  His crew includes Ian Button of Death in Vegas and other bands on drums, Paul Weller bassist Andy Lewis, guitarist Wilson Neil Scott of Felt and Everything But the Girl and keyboardist and producer Sean Read.   The music is quietly, subtly good, whether slanted towards blues in “Caesar Boots,” or swirling in echoey surf romanticism in “Ladies and Gentlemen” or rocking out, in a subdued way, on “Chinese Cadillac.” 

In my review of Astor’s last solo album, Time On Earth, I remarked on his affinity for gloomy weather, and here, too, precipitation serves as impetus for moody glamor.  “She Comes from the Rain,” a 1987 Weather Prophets single, conjures the magic of a springtime drenching, its guitar line resonant and sure amid dreaming verse and chorus.   

This set of songs sidesteps the bigger hits, but every song is still a gem, wistful and poignant but not without a leavening of humor.  Pete Astor isn’t a brand name, but if the B-sides are this good, maybe he should be.   

Jennifer Kelly

#pete astor #tall stories and new religions #tapete #jennifer kelly #dusted magazine #albumreview #the loft #weather profits #wisdom of harry #c86 #jangle pop