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jcheng1 · 7 years

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#vinyldj #vinyljunkies #80sfeel #welovetoronto It’s time for us to take a #coffeebreak & get on down #groove #dancedancedance to this classic #rnbmusic up in here now. 😘🔉☕️ “Don’t hold back your love on me...” with the living legend of #BTExpress @kashif_legacy & none other than female #songwriter / #singer Lala Cope remix by #Toronto based very funky fresh #80s nostalgic post disco vibes music producer & #keyboardplayer Harrison @harrison.music at the thriving live music scenes in Toronto, Canada. 🇨🇦 When a #musiclover Jousha edited #RollerBoogie skating scene with #earthwindandfire -Boogie Wonderland to Harrison remix of Help Yourself To My Love is simply a very delightful smooth perfect change that caught our music curator ears instantly. Well done !! Harrison’s music “Sure Ain’t News” with the latest banger tracks as So Far From Home, Broken Telephone & Comfort Cruise. He is on the rise from Toronto to his debuted music tour in Asia already, too. What can we say...Don’t hold back your love on us, Harrison. #Dancers always #danceyourheartout to good music. We are so excited to hear Harrison expanding new music releases fasho. #Japan #postdisco #funkmusic #over2000deejays #Paris #HongKong Listen to more new music from Harrison on #SoundCloud /Harrison_Music. Follow on FB/HarrisonsStillAlive. Swipe to slide 2 for y’all vinyl DJ that eat, sleep & spin #vinylalbums all night long. Wow...We gotta watch Roller Boogie classic movie again for the new week. 🇨🇦😘🔉🙌🏾🔉🌎 Y’all definitely gotta follow the legendary @kashif_legacy IG page for more timeless good music. Yayyyy Disco Roller Skating Happy Music Monday to everyone. #discorollerskating Enjoy !!

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vampirepumpkinsevilcouncil · 7 years

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This is actually from inktoibver day 8. I am a little behind due to #yaoicon this past weekend. I am exhausted even though I was just an attendee. Go figure. Anyways, have an 80s aesthetic Ulrich because I wanted him to do something with his #maddonna-esque glorious locks #inktober #inktober2017 #vampirepumpkinart #bayareaartist #80sfeel #sidepony #gay bear # werebear #beardedbeauty #artistoninstagram #ocart #oc #penlove #traditional #art #illustration #originalcharacter #80sfashion

#gay #inktober2017 #80sfashion #yaoicon #oc #bayareaartist #traditional #beardedbeauty #illustration #artistoninstagram #maddonna #sidepony #80sfeel #vampirepumpkinart #originalcharacter #ocart #art #inktober #penlove

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voorhees1138 · 5 years

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Let the Marathon begin .... ☠️⛺🔪🤘📺🤡 #fridaythe13th#fridaythe13thmarathon#september13th#marathon#fridayvibes#fridaymood#playstationnetwork#flatscreens#gettingdownonfriday#jasonvoorhees#campblood#80movie#80shorror#80sfeels#80svibes#80shorrormovies#moviemarathon#fridaymorning#dayoff#longweekend#longweekendvibes#📺📺 (at Guelph, Ontario) https://www.instagram.com/p/B2WYMvAgnNr/?igshid=1260vls3p4bla

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that80sfeel · 5 years

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#insomnia 80sfeeling A E S T H E T I C aesthetic vaporwave

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jessejunkocreates · 3 years

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This gem! I’m not sure what to say... A panther and leaping gazelles, hard 80s feels, maybe a interior design swatch sample for a couch (?!) It came in other color ways! @roundrabbit turned this one loose on me years ago and I just weeded through my enormous fabric stash, setting aside half of it to donate, but this one... this one stays... I have no idea why, but it feels too important to ditch. What do you think about it? What does it say to you? What in the world would you do with it?! 🐆 🦌 🙈 . . . #whatamilookingat #vintagefabric #vibtageprints #fiercefabric #inspired #inspo #interiordesign #textiledesign #80smotif #africanmotif #africafeels #80sfeels #wildfabric #failedfabrics #repeatingprintdesign #miamifeels #fiberart #fabriccollection #collector #imnotahoarderiswear #fabrichoarder #fabriccollector #curating (at Themis and Thread) https://www.instagram.com/p/CRY-TrchIx_/?utm_medium=tumblr

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popculturespread · 5 years

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Wonder Woman 1984 Character Posters Drop at CCXP #80sstyle #80s #popculture #wonderwoman #wonderwoman1984 #dccomicsfan #wonderwoman2 #wonderwomanmovie #wonderwoman84 #wonderwomancostume #wonderwomanfilm #80sfeels #feelthe80s #dccomicsnews #wonderwomangalgadot #galgadot #popculturespread #popculturespreadmerch #80smusic #80svintage #popculturefun #wonderwomanday #wonderwomanedit #80saesthetic #80dayobsession #80smovie https://www.instagram.com/p/B52AcS4ptrK/?igshid=ml5phcn43z1h

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alphaneodesign · 5 years

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#SoundCloud #music #Σigma #Electro #80sfeel #jpopfeel

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angrylizardjacket · 6 years

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sharp dressed {Joe Mazzello}

@yourqueeniac asked: Hey friend, its been a rough week. I was wondering if you could do some Joe comfort/cheering up? I just really need some Joe cuddles right about now.

@80sfeel asked: please GOD can you write joe x reader comforting reader after a long hard day? (i stan you so hard and i’ve had a rough day and i could use some fluffy joey)

Anon asked: Please write something disgustingly domestic with Joe!

A/N: 1493 words. Nonbinary/transmasc reader, no pronouns used at all, just that the reader is wearing a binder and a suit for the awards show. this is incredibly self indulgent and has been sitting in my drafts half written for a month, it sort of fits the prompts, but not 100% so i hope it’s okay. no time like the present. it’s just a little thing i hope you enjoy.

The night of the Golden Globes was dripping with glamour; you’d been dressed to the nines, well tailored suit over a new binder, makeup impeccable and eyeliner sharp; your stylist team had really outdone yourself. You’d spent enough time squishing your chest around beneath your binder to get it to sit correctly for your first actually tailored suit that you felt justified in your vanity, and before you’d even left your hotel room you’d taken a bunch of mirror selfies in the rich, colourful suit you’d chosen for the occasion. It was a night of partying, of watching your favourite people earn awards they had so rightfully earned.

You took pride in your friends, and of course your boyfriend, who had spent half the night drunk and taking photos for Instagram that would just pour gasoline onto the fire that was the shipping wars between the people who shipped him and Ben, and those that shipped him and you. It was all in good fun, of course, you’d been with Joe for almost three years now, and still going strong, and you’d be lying if you said you hadn’t added fuel to the Ben/Joe fire online yourself.

But as the party began to die down and people started heading back to their hotels, you could feel yourself getting tired and antsy as you looked through your Instagram feed. The cast and crew of Bohemian Rhapsody were wrapped up in a group hug as people started to announce their plans to leave, and when Joe spots you off to the side, frowning at your phone, he reaches out, calls out, and pulls you in to the group’s embrace.

“Something’s on your mind,” Joe’s playing with your hand in the back of the car taking you back to your hotel. The gnawing discomfort in your chest is something you’re painfully aware of, and it’s not the usual aching discomfort of wearing a binder too long; this one is new.

“I don’t know,” you sigh into the silence that permeates the back of the car, leaning across the empty middle seat to rest your head on his shoulder, before unclipping your seatbelt as the car stopped at a light, shifting to close the gap between the two of you. You both know how tired you are; he doesn’t press the issue, just wraps an arm around you and tucks you closer to his side.

His hand is warm in yours where he holds it all the way through the lobby, into the elevator, keeping you close where you’re both starting to tip into drowsy.

“Also, I don’t know if I told you this,” and he’s smiling a little in the slow moving elevator, because he knows he definitely has, “but you looked incredible tonight,” and he says it anyways because he loves the way your face lights up with bashful joy whenever he says it.

“Thank you,” you murmur, pressing a kiss to his cheek, but then as you think over it, your expression starts to fall as you as pulled into your own mind, your own thoughts.

“There it is again,” he reaches up to tip your chin up gently, concern in his eyes when his gaze meets yours, “something’s up.” You can’t really form your thoughts into words, merely humming with discontent and shifting away from him to avoid his gaze. “If you want me to drop it I will,” he assured, and as the elevator door opens, you stepped out, considering your next words carefully.

“No, I mean I don’t mind talking about them - it’s nothing serious; not about us -” you assured quickly, a look of relief passed over Joe’s concerned face.

“I was worried there for a minute.”

“But it’s not like, your stuff to deal with, like it’s not stuff that someone else can fix, I just gotta get over myself, you know?” There’s a moment that stretched between the two of you as you stand at the door to your room, Joe frowning with the keycard in hand as he tries to decipher what you’re trying to say. “I’m worried the internet likes Ben more than me.” You blurt out, and Joe’s eyebrows shoot up with surprise as he opens the door.

“Are you jealous?” And there’s not even a hint of teasing in his words, he’s genuinely concerned, but you have to laugh. You’re not even a little bit surprised by Joe’s confused look, it wasn’t even close to the reaction he had been expecting.

“I have no doubt in my mind that if you wanted to be dating Ben, you’d be dating Ben,” you grinned, and Joe thought on that for a moment before making a noise of agreement, and stepping in to give you a kiss.

“He’s not my type,” Joe agrees, stepping through to the rest of the room, toeing off his shoes.

“And that is?” You asked with a grin, and there’s mischief in his eyes as he throws his response over his shoulder.

“You.”

“Gross.” You snorted in response, but before he could protest you’re stepping in close and wrapping your arms around him. “Get that sappy shit out of here,” voice soft, you can’t help but smile before you lean in.

“Absolutely not,” he grins in response, and closes the gap between you before you can protest, not that you would.

“What are you worried about, just about the fans’ reactions in general?” By the time you’ve broken apart, started to actually undress, he’s back to your initial concern, and there’s that uncomfortable sensation worming back into your chest.

“I just know that,” and you actually hesitate for a moment where you’re unbuttoning your dress shirt, “things can be intense online, like they’ve been intense before but not like this, you know? And I know I love you, but it’s just hard when people either hound me for information about you, or send me nasty messages because I’m supposedly “ruining your relationship with Ben”.” You’re breathing hard when you finally come to a stop, dress shirt crumpled on the floor where you’ve thrown it, concern etched deeply into the lines on your face. “I block them, but I’m just worried one day I’m gonna snap and be nasty back, and then you’ll not be able to be seen with me because I’m ‘problematic’ or some shit.” You’re even shaking a little now, your mind flooded with all the nasty and cruel messages you’d been sent by supposed fans since the release of the film.

“Hey,” Joe’s by your side in an instant, holding your shoulders gently, voice so gentle and caring that it’s like a life raft in the ever growing sea of your dark, internet-related thoughts, “I love you, and telling people to fuck off for harassing you isn’t going to change that; nothing on the internet is going to change that - that place can be awful, I know.”

It’s like a weight had been lifted off your shoulders, and you let out a breath you hadn’t realised you’d been holding as you surge forwards into his arms.

“Thank you,” you breath, and he hums assurance, hands warm on your back, before he’s tugging at the edge of your binder.

“You want some help with this?” And it’s not even a sexual thing, at least not right now, but he’d seen you struggle with it too many times, and he knows the drill by now. You accept easily, pulling it up as far as it can go without straining yourself, and ducking a little so Joe could pull it off the rest of the way, tossing it to the side to deal with tomorrow.

“I love you too, you know that? ‘m very grateful for you,” you muse softly, wrapping your arms around him, your chest pressed to his as you both stand in your suit pants in the middle of the dimly-lit hotel.

“Get that sappy shit out of here,” he smirked in response, and you can’t help but laugh as he peppers your face with kisses. When you pull back to start undoing your pants, you click your tongue. Before you fully move away however, Joe ducks to press a quick kiss to a red mark the binder had left on your chest, not that it had been painful or too tight, you’d just been wearing it for a while.

“I haven’t even started with the sappy shit;” you snickered, though there was a fondness in your eyes that you couldn’t hide as he moved back, “your movie won a goddamn Golden Globe tonight, if you think I’m not gonna spend the night telling you how proud I am, and how much I love you, among other things that I know you’re gonna enjoy, you’re dead wrong.”

“Best damn night of my life,” Joe breathed, and you laughed, loud and bright and unselfconcious as your pants dropped to the floor.

“So far,” you corrected, “we’ve still got the rest of the award season to go.”

#joe mazzello #joe mazzello imagine #joe mazzello x reader #bohemian rhapsody #borhap #borhap cast #borhap cast imagine #bo rhap #bohemian rhapsody imagine #the angry lizard writes

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jcheng1 · 7 years

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