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thkmadame · 3 months
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Some of y’all have us down bad!
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Settling in with a cup of coffee to hit my reading list. Holy crap, all of you. All. Of. You. Are so bloody talented. I love the Steve / Buckiness out of you!
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legendarytragedynacho · 3 months
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PJ Harvey
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deanblunting · 9 months
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“I just want to have a completely adventurous, passionate, weird life.” - Jeff Buckley
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celestialwrites · 11 months
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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ fluffy best friends to lovers dialogue prompts
✩ "what if i told you i love you? and not just as your friend."
✩ "can i kiss you? shit! i didn't mean to say that-" "shut up and kiss me you big idiot."
✩ "i don't want you going out with them," "why not?" "because i want you to go with me."
✩ "i've loved you since the day you threw a rock at me in first grade."
✩ "and if i did kiss you? what would you do then?"
✩ "if you were my (boyfriend/girlfriend/partner) i would worship the ground you walk on."
✩ "kiss me." "you aren't serious." "i so am."
✩ "because you're my best friend and i fucking love you." "you love me as your friend or as something more?"
✩ "when i saw you that first day of 7th grade i knew one thing, and it's not just that i wanted to become your favourite person, it's that i wanted to be your everything. best friend or more, just let me be your everything."
✩ "spin the bottle?" "there's only two of us..."
✩ "let's play a game, kiss, marry & love, the options are me, me and wouldn't you look at that, me."
✩ "are you... jealous?" "so what if i am?"
@celestialwrites for more.
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deadlypoetacademia · 2 years
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The urge to shift to another city and cut ties with everyone and start a new journey and visit bookstores and cafes and wear aesthetic clothes and be that mysterious quiet one who has a history and won't speak of it.
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theriverdraws · 10 months
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HEY UH, TOBY FOX VOICED A CHARACTER IN "WE BABY BEARS"???
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OKAY????
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sbrown82 · 3 days
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Marsha Hunt, circa 1970.
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hauntedbystorytelling · 8 months
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A Gothic visual dialogue · 1926-1979
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Film still from The Sorrows of Satan (D.W. Griffith, 1926), starring Adolphe Menjou, Carol Dempster, Ricardo Cortez and Lya de PuttiThe screenplay was based on the Victorian gothic novel by Marie Corelli (1895)
Watch the film on YouTube ~ link to this scene : here [...]
Read the novel on Project Gutenberg : The Sorrows of Satan or, The Strange Experience of One Geoffrey Tempest, Millionaire, A Romance : eBook view & read more on wordPress
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Cover design for Bela Lugosi's Dead, the first single by the English post-punk band Bauhaus, released on 6 August 1979
Listen to «Bela Lugosi's Dead» on Bauhaus Official YouTube channel
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father forgive me for the type of fictional characters I say “he just like me fr” about
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gothicrocks · 4 months
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Kathleen Hanna
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Fandom: NCIS, Tom Clancy Books, Jack Ryan & Related Fandoms Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Summary:
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“Gibbs… I know.” The apology started before the look had even come, and much less the reprimand. “But, I think there’s someone—uh—something you will want to know.” The blonde agent cringed. Kelly could clearly see the apprehension and respect-born fear on her face, and hear it in her tone. He liked this Gibbs fellow. If only Kelly wasn’t being interrogated by him as a suspect for murder. A murder— however— which he hadn’t committed.
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"Without Remorse" events happening in NCIS time. Gibbs interrogates John Kelly (John Clark), and is interrupted by Admiral James "Jim" Greer.
If you like Tom Clancy and NCIS, you will love this fic. If you have not read/watched either, it may not be for you, I am so sorry. But also you should read and watch them!! they are soooo so good!
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helpimstuckposting · 9 months
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I couldn’t get my earlier post out of my head, and then this happened so… I hope you enjoy a little famous!Eddie and dingus!Steve ficlet (ft platonic soulmate Stobin)
Part one | part two | part three
Steve and Robin had lived in Indy all of their lives. They shared the same schools, same teachers, same jobs, it would never end. They were platonic soulmates in a way they understood but couldn’t explain to anyone else, and that was okay. It worked for them.
Since they graduated, they’d been ice cream scoopers, movie rental employees, pizza makers, delivery drivers, movie theater security, bartenders, and now - surprisingly - musicians.
They had originally started messing around with song covers during their bartending era. Every Thursday was karaoke night, and they were both too competitive to see it as anything other than a chance to win, both trying to upstage the other. After a while, Steve started writing songs in his free time and Robin wouldn’t let anyone but her sing them. She posted their songs on Tiktok and Instagram just to see what would happen, and eventually they made their way onto Spotify and other streaming services.
A few of their songs went viral enough that they had a steady stream of listeners, and spent their free time putting more and more songs together. Their boss even let them play live at the bar on Wednesdays (and of course they’re still just as passionate about karaoke night).
It was a few months into their Wednesday shows when he showed up. Eddie Munson. It was just another bar in Indy, just a stop on their tour, just a coincidence that he happened to choose Robin and Steve’s bar. Steve noticed him during their set, and he was so glad in that moment that Robin was the lead singer because he was absolutely sure his voice would have cracked. Corroded Coffin was one of Dustin’s favorite bands, the kid wouldn’t shut up about them any time a new album or single was released.
Steve knew they were in Indy on tour, he’d witnessed Dustin’s spiral about not being able to afford a ticket, but he couldn’t believe they stopped in this bar. Dustin was gonna freak.
Once Robin and Steve finished their set, they went back to the bar to resume their actual jobs and Steve was once again stunned when Eddie Munson walked right up to him for a drink. Obviously Steve should have expected that, what else was someone going to do at a bar? But seeing someone he knows from the multiple posters plastered over Dustin’s bedroom wall, right in front of him - in the flesh, was beyond anything he could have predicted. Internally, he was absolutely freaking out.
Externally, he tried to keep his professional mask on. Munson was a regular customer, just a guy buying a drink, Steve could handle it without a meltdown. But man was the guy attractive. His band tee was ripped at the hem, jean vest with all its pins and buttons catching the light, and Steve could see the tendon in his neck pull as he laughed at something his band mate next to him said. Steve wanted to bite it.
He finished a customer’s drink, collected their card, and braced himself as Munson stepped up to the bar, a dimpled smile on his face that made Steve’s heart flutter like a dying butterfly in his chest.
“Nice set, man, your friend’s voice is gorgeous,” he said. “Can I get three rum and cokes?”
Grabbing three glasses from the bar, Steve began on the drinks. “Absolutely,” he said, his smile probably nowhere near Eddie’s level. “Are you here often, or just visiting?” Steve asked, attempting to play it cool, like Eddie was just any other person. This is ridiculous, Steve’s gonna throw up. Keep calm.
Eddie looked him up and down and smirked, “Just visiting for the weekend,” he said. A growing lump in Steve’s throat made him want to scream ‘I know!!! I know why you’re here!!! I know who you are!!! Hi!!!’ but he shoved that down as far as it could go, ready to choke on it if need be.
Steve set the finished drinks on the bar in front of Eddie, the musician handing over his card in exchange. “Open or closed?” He asked.
“Open. So, are those songs originals?” Eddie leaned into the bar, putting his face just a bit closer to Steve’s. He was gonna have a heart attack before the night was over, for sure, if Eddie kept this up.
“Oh, yeah, I uh… I wrote them,” Steve stuttered out. This was insane, he could pinch himself, there was no way this situation was happening. Eddie was gorgeous, dimples firmly in place because he wouldn’t stop smiling or smirking, his curls just begging for Steve to bury his hands in them and bring their faces closer. If Steve hadn’t been on the receiving end of hundreds of Dustin’s rants about Corroded Coffin, he knows he’d still want to drag Eddie out back and see what those lips tasted like, if they felt as much like sunshine as they looked.
Eddie nodded appreciatively and looked Steve up and down once again. “I’d love to hear more some time,” he said as he turned to leave, three glasses balanced in his hands.
“Well there’s karaoke here tomorrow night,” Steve blurted out, all attempts at remaining calm flying out the window because was that Eddie flirting with him? How did we get here? “You could stop by if you’ve got any free time.”
Eddie laughed, amusement flickering in his eyes and suddenly Steve remembered chasing fireflies in Robin’s backyard when they were kids. He started walking backwards towards his friends, “I’ll see what I can do!” he said with a raised voice, flashing one more smile that made that butterfly in Steve’s chest absolutely flip out. He was frozen in place, the shock of the whole situation settling deep in his bones. Honestly, Steve wasn’t sure he was still alive. Did he choke somewhere between the stage and the bar? Did he even make it to work in the first place? What day was it?
“Earth to Dingus!” Robin shouted at the other end of the bar. “A little help here?” she frantically gestured around her to the rising number of patrons.
A pretty decently sized mob was forming around the bar, snapping Steve out of his rock-star-induced-coma. He could freak out later in the privacy of his own home, right now he had work to do. And if his brain short circuited every time Eddie ordered drinks, that was nobody’s business but his own (and Robin’s).
Thank you so much for the encouragement !
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legendarytragedynacho · 4 months
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Brian Eno, 1972
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aalghul · 27 days
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Batman wouldn’t let Robin fight crime at the zoo where his parents (pre-crisis) had died because he didn’t want to put Jason through that, emotionally. but then Batman would bring Jason (by using Jason’s willingness to reconcile with Batman to trick him) to the place he was brutally murdered, with no thought spared for Jason because Damian is the only one he feels a paternal responsibility to.
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