#Andy Ross

[kulashenthusiast]

Reviving from the dead to say, hey get excited for a new video on the horizon!!

The OKGo Instagram has a video of Andy at the set. I wonder if it will be for This or for a new song off the upcoming album? Much to think about

[mitjalovse]

Koop are what genre? I mean, they are one of these outfits you wouldn't be surprised to hear on your usual chill out compilations, though they also don't belong there completely. To be honest, most of these groups are somehow considered to be electronica despite them sounding quite organic or even being such. For instance, The Herbaliser do sound different than Koop, yet you could see them forming a double bill with the latter. They both take a certain sound from the past and they augment that with the modern technology, yet they don't overdo this principle by going towards the uncanny as some of their peers. The tune in the link proves my point, there's nothing too much in the piece, you're not feeling something is off.

[camjsad0]

y didnt my brain hyperfixate on science or smth, like girl who the hell r these ppl

[khakilike]

Jersey Mike's is one of my favorites. It's so good! I love the #9 Club Supreme. That's my go-to.

Andy Ross is my Jersey Mike’s soulmate, Doughboys Double 4/10/2023

[rosebushjhj]

Do you just randomly catch yourself looking at pictures or band members and giggling like a schoolgirl

[t-a-l-i-a18]

I was trying to talk about “it’s not a fashion statement, it’s a deathwish” in history but then I ended up saying “this ain’t a scene, it’s a fashion statement” instead

That then turned into:

“‘This Ain’t a Scene, it’s a Fashion Statement’ gotta be my favorite song by Panic! At The Disco *insert buddy holly lick here*”

[release-the-mccracken]

Leaning your head against/towards another man is an extremely feminine trait

[cemeterygrace]

and i’m feeling the 2000s and the 2010s in this chili’s tonight

[roscoe-me-and-this-fuckin-kid]

[almostshere]

» RYAN ROSS + THE ACADEMY IS... performing BLACK MAMBA.

[youngveinsworld]

the young veins with their choice of vinyls photographed for getty images at their album release party in the origami vinyl record store on 8 june 2010

andy - Odessey and Oracle by the Zombies nick white - Julius Caesar by Smog nick murray - Black Monk Time by the Monks ryan - Odessa by the Bee Gees jon - Pet Sounds by the Beach Boys

[deviouz]

sebastian lovers rise <3

whatever you do, don’t imagine a munch!sebastian so far into his oral fixation, his head nestled perfectly between your thighs and inky black hair pooling between your fingers nestled atop his head, half torn between pulling him closer to forcing him away to stave off the nth orgasm of the day.

don’t imagine how munch!sebastian’s ringed-fingers and black-nail-polish-clad nails (something you had insisted on doing as a form of ‘quality time’ and definitely not because the sight of his pretty, pretty hands had you weak at the knees) dig into your thighs when you get particularly squirmy.

don’t imagine munch!sebastian so lost in your his own personal heaven that he fails to notice the sound of the farmhouses’s door opening, as well your frantic tugging at his hair meant to grab his attention. he’s much too focused on making you cry out his name to pay any further attention than that.

don’t imagine how two of munch!sebastian’s fingers go to prod at your slick folds before getting enveloped by your gummy walls. it only take three plotting curls of his fingers before you’re coming undone on his pierced lips for the umpteenth time that night, body quivering in orgasmic bliss and cunt absolutely drooling.

don’t imagine how you make eye contact with munch!sebastian’s closest friend, sam, as your orgasm crashes over you. it was hard not to make eye contact with sam. his baby blue eyes were wide and pupils blown while a rosy pink flush overtook his face.

don’t imagine how munch!sebastian only slows down for just a second for you to catch your breath before he’s itching to pull another climax from you.

don’t imagine how quickly visible the tent in sam’s pants becomes when munch!sebastian pulls away to ask “baby, can you squirt for me?”

don’t imagine how munch!sebastian renders you to loud moans and incomprehensible cries of pleasure all over again, pierced tongue pressed flat against your clit before his lips completely envelop it, cheeks hollowing as he sucks.

don’t imagine how sam bites his lip before finally making his presence known to munch!sebastian. “thanks for the invitation, seb.”

[camjsad0]

IF I WOKE UP NEXT TO YOUUU IF I WOKE UP NEXT TO YOUUUUU

[roughbuddy]

im two pages into this book and i already love it

[echofades]

STATION 19 | 7.04: Trouble Man Directed by Stefania Spampinato