#Open Head

[hatecomeseasy]

CEREMONY - Open Head

[laxxvora]

Open Head - LP Of The Week - #LPOTW

Fu amore a primo rumore... [al link] #lpoftheweek #openhead #laxxvora

Band: Open Head Titolo: What Is Success Etichetta: Wharf Cat Records Durata: LP, 11 tracce, 35 minuti circa Paese: Kingston, New York Track List: Success Fiends Don’t Lose Monotones N.Y. Frills *INOY Take It From Me House Bullseye Julo Palace Quarters Catacomb https://open.spotify.com/show/3MkXMNZzzCS1w05WEOSPEd?si=b8667273dc8a4686 Versione Podcast – Spotify Jared Ashdown (voce…

[sonicziggy]

"Fiends Don’t Lose" by Open Head https://ift.tt/aGsgU0l

[homiu-l]

crazy season am I right

[chloesimaginationthings]

FNAF Springtrap's first night in Dead by daylight..

[llovely]

here's a fake interview about my me & my girlfriend that i transcribed from my head. enjoy!

[lygma-nygma]

I miss the pre-New 52 Tim and Jason dynamic so much. It was basically Jason beating the fuck out of Tim well being all "nothing personal kid I just hate everything about you, your existence and the fact you're breathing right now" and Tim spitting up blood going "what if your mother was a whore, kill yourself" and Jason just deciding right then and there that this kid is his favourite person. Then it just turned into a Tom and Jerry hunt across the city where Jason keeps hitting Tim with the "join me, be my robin" and Tim kicks him in the balls.

[lindenhe]

I was practicing with clothes and got a little carried away~

Also a little contribution for the tailor!Astarion au, because my Tav is a bard with a noble background and usually has a need in fancy outfits.

[sanatomis]

cw. none except satoru being disgustingly cute (part 2)

satoru isn’t used to people calling him anything other than his surname. gojo-san to most, gojo-sensei to others. it’s simple, and gets the job done.

only a handful of people stick to calling him by his given name. to them, he’s satoru. it’s easy, and rolls of the tongue, and he greatly prefers it over the sound of his surname. it makes him feel like an actual person.

satoru never entertained the possibility of being called anything else other than those two names. he didn’t think it would ever happen.

for once, he was glad to be proven wrong.

“tough day, pretty?” you ask gently, and he sighs with a nod as he throws himself into your opened arms. his body moulds easily into yours, and he lets out a heavy groan as he settles onto the couch with you. the groan is loud, and over-exaggerated.

it’s so satoru.

you have to stifle a giggle.

“everything went horribly wrong,” he grumbles, his voice muffled against the fabric of your shirt. “the higher ups were up my ass again, my students laughed at me again, and when i finally made it to that bakery you liked they were out of your favourite pastries so i couldn’t get them for you—again!”

“oh, my poor baby,” you coo, and gently push his bangs out of his face. he nods in agreement, faking an immense amount of sympathy for himself. “‘s okay, at least you tried, hm? i think that’s very sweet.”

satoru hums, as if he’s deeply thinking about your words. “’m still your baby?” he mumbles, deciding that’s the most important thing right now. his eyes briefly flutter shut, consumed by utter bliss as you play with the hairs on his undercut.

“mhm, still my baby.”

“yeah? what else am i?”

this time you do giggle. he does this sometimes. you aren’t exactly sure why—but on tough days, satoru likes to crawl into your arms and listen to you call him every cheesy nickname under the sun. it’s easily providable and makes him so very happy, so you always indulge him.

“my honey bun.”

“and?”

“my boo bear.”

“mhm.”

“my sweetheart.”

“yes?”

you laugh softly. “my mochi,” you coo, and pinch his cheek. it’s a little squished because he’s laying on your chest, but it emphasises your point.

he grins under your touch. it’s adorable.

“keep them coming, please?” he asks, and you do. you always do, unable to refuse him. especially when he asks so sweetly.

“my sugar cookie.”

“my muffin.”

“my baby cakes.”

“my angel.”

“my love.”

“my husband.”

“h—huh?” satoru stammers, looking up from your chest. he lays his chin on your sternum, baby blue eyes blinking up at you. they’re filled with awe, surprise, and utter glee. “that’s, i’m not. . .”

“just testing the title, baby,” you tell him, and continue playing with his hair. he bathes in your touch and you smile softly as he grabs and kisses the palm of your hand. “what do you think, hm?”

“i think you should call me it again.”

“oh?”

“mhm,” he mumbles.

“my dearest husband.”

“again.”

“my handsome husband.”

“again.”

“my sweet husband.”

“again, please?”

you hum, impressed. “my well-mannered husband.”

satoru chuckles, and lays back down on your chest. his white hair tickles against your skin, and he sighs in content.

“i think i want to be your husband for real.”

“yeah?”

“yeah,” he mumbles and nuzzles further into your hold. “y’ve got the same ring size still, right?”

“i sure do,” you say, a content smile on your lips as you watch him slowly doze off to sleep.

“hm, good to know.”

for satoru, those nicknames make him feel as if he’s something even greater than a person—it makes him feel yours.

he’s not just gojo, the strongest. he’s not just satoru, the at-times somewhat immature adult with the sweet tooth of a child.

he’s yours. your baby. your honey bun. your boo bear. your mochi. your boyfriend. your love. and for satoru, there’s no greater thing in the world than that.

[thejoyofviolentmovement]

Live Concert Photography: TEKE :: TEKE with Open Head at Elsewhere Zone One 9/16/23

Live Concert Photography: TEKE :: TEKE with Open Head at Elsewhere Zone One 9/16/23 @killrockstars @girlieaction @teketekeband @delkin03 @elsewherespace

Live Concert Photography: TEKE :: TEKE with Open Head at Elsewhere Zone One 9/16/23 I’ve been busily attempting to catch up on my photo editing and a few other things before the close of 2023. Back in September, I caught JOVM mainstays TEKE: TEKE play an energetic headlining set at Elsewhere Zone One. Kingston, NY-based noise outfit Open Head opened the night with a set of angular and forceful…

[bluejay-makes]

Lamb

[dustisus]

Jean Moreau is so in love with the world. When he is confronted about the ravens he looks out of windows, as if to assure himself he is no longer in a dark basement. He steals the photo of Renee by a rainbow, and rainbows are the first thing he adds to his list of good things/reasons to live. During his first walk in LA, Jeremy is distracted by the "blatant curiousity in Jean's wandering stare". He looks out over the ocean from the back of Cat's motorcycle and thinks "Oh. It's so big." When Wayne, a Raven, dies, Jean wonders "was there no sunlight where he lived, no open sky to consider in dizzying wonder?"

[sonicziggy]

"N.Y. FRILLS" by Open Head https://ift.tt/JwRntyT

[ailithnight]

DPxDC Prompt #13

Danny was born in Gotham and ended up for adoption shortly after. The woman who birthed him listed the father on his birth certificate as The Batman. Everyone laughed it off as a joke from a woman who didn't know or didn't want admit who the father was. They left it be, but no one really thought it was true. It couldn't be. Right?

[paintedcrows]

He may be a God, but I am a Scientist

[chalkrub]

some of the head coms from recently <:^) indefinitely still open for these !