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[koresephone66]

🎵 maybe it will did turn out this time on the road to hell, on the railroad line 🎵

[livin6deadgirl]

[symptomofloves]

28,56,84!

[kaymarie-bell]

my favorite animal is me at the Hozier concert <3

[bloodbatty]

I lied. Cried afterwards.

I'm seeing Hozier in concert tomorrow and I will be very normal about it I think...........

[annecoulmanross]

So it's been a while. But I couldn't let James Fitzjames Finding Day pass without some celebration—thank you Doug Stenton, Stephen Fratpietro, and Robert W. Park for giving us this wonderful and terrible knowledge. I've made an emotional playlist of all of us currently experiencing whatever emotion this is:

Selected lyrics for each song included below the cut!

Strange Ships | PHILDEL

Strange ships won’t let me sail out Passed by the ice and stone now

2. I, Carrion (Icarian) | Hozier

If the wind turns, if I hit a squall Allow the ground to find its brutal way to me

3. Howling | Wild Rivers

Howling out here for the morning light I can’t sing no more

4. The Yawning Grave | Lord Huron

I tried to warn you when you were a child I told you not to get lost in the wild I sent omens and all kinds of signs I taught you melodies, poems, and rhymes

5. Sax Rohmer #1 | The Mountain Goats

Ships loose from their grins, capsize and then they’re gone Sailors with no captains watch a while and then move on

6. Long Wave | Dessa

Starve the guard dog And see what hunger does It’s easy when we’re well fed To talk of love

7. Achilles Come Down | Gang of Youths

Throw yourself into the unknown, With pace and a fury defiant Clothe yourself in beauty untold, And see life as a means to a triumph

8. Eat You Alive | The Oh Hellos

I’ve seen the true face of the things you call life The song of the siren that holds your desire Death, she is cunning and clever as hell And she’ll eat you alive

9. My Ego Dies At The End | Jensen McRae

Leave my body and my ego early Kill it kind with a surgeon’s mercy Claim I put it out of its misery

10. Who We Are | Hozier

Darling, we sacrificed We gave our time to something undefined This phantom life sharpens like an image But it sharpens like a knife

11. Devourer | Aidoneus

Beams of light, show me how to feel Light the gloam, find my Achilles heel I will welcome my mortality—let me go

12. Sound the Bells | Dessa

Go lift your sails up For one last swell Go lift yourselves up To sound the bells

13. Your Bones | Of Monsters and Men

Said goodbye to you my friend As the fire spread All that’s left are your bones That will soon sink like stones

14. Wildflower and Barley | Hozier, Allison Russell

This year, I swear it will be buried in actions This year, I swear it will be buried in words Some close to the surface, some close to the casket I feel as useful as dirt, put my body to work

15. These Bones | Azrai, Momo O’brien

It’s a savage sea we’re made to roam Every tide can turn to haunt us But the ocean reaches past these ghosts And I will always sail for more

16. By Way Of Sorrow | Cry Cry Cry

You have come by way of sorrow You have come by way of tears You’ll reach your destiny Meant to find you all these years

17. Gracestone | PHILDEL

When I open my final door I’m gonna sail much wilder seas than your ships were built for I’m turning into dust across that cove You know, I have known enough to not feel owed

18. Glowing | The Oh Hellos

You’ll rise, like land, pulled up at the sound of some strange commandment A moon alight, reflecting fully And I guess it would feel like rebirth, out of some kind of dying To see yourself so glowing

[camsartblog]

10 people I want to get to know better

Omg thank you much for tagging me! @dearwormw00d :3

Last song: You're not alone, Allison Russel

Favorite colour: dark green

Last movie: Lord of the rings: The fellowship of the ring

Last tv show: The Gilded Age

Sweet/savoury/spicy: Sweet>Savory>Spicy

Relationship status: Single

Last thing i googled: hand holding pencil brush reference

Current obsession: One Piece, Nosferatu, Ethel Cain, my fem erik, Epic, Critical Role, studying the Enneagram again, Castlevania Nocture, The Apothecary Diaries, Witch Hat Atelier

Looking forward to: season 2 of the one piece live action, the oscars ( I want to see my beloved Fernanda Torres win), my necklaces that I've ordered, hadestown live recording, Superman, my next RPG session, Percy Jackson season 2! @insanely-creative-things @lepetitghostcat @fishing-rob @erik-christine @muirin007 @klausscrimshaw (ik it's not 10 but idk who to tag anymore, sorry ;-;)

[jamphibiann]

Not a single person asked for this but I want to yell about my character playlists since I recently gave a bunch of em a makeover. I have millions but here are the characters yall know <3

Bruin Pine - FableSMP

(Song in title is Wildflower & Barley by Hozier/Allison Russell)

Pietro - SkyBoundSMP

(Title is This is Love by Air Traffic Controller)

Corinthia - Mythos & Magic

(Title is Guiding Light by Mumford and Sons)

Aurelius - Cantripped Main Campaign

(Title Song is Mr Loverman by Ricky Montgomery )

Amanda Walker - Cantripped (Goode’s)

(Title is I’m Not Angry Anymore by Paramore)

And as a bonus, here’s a playlist for an upcoming Cantripped special character 👀

(Title is The Unwanted Animal by The Amazing Devil)

[milliesfishes]

Hi was listening to special death and I CANNOT stop thinking of billy with an x witch reader please 🥺🥺🥺

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[fem reader] contains: talk of witchcraft, trauma pairing: billy the kid x fem reader summary: witch reader x billy the kid author’s note: anon, this has been on my mind forever since you sent it I hope you enjoy! Open to doing a part 2 btw let me know <3 Pinterest Board Spotify Playlist

Billy had always taken a liking to those on the outcast side of society.

Since he himself fell into that category, he paid special attention to the ones those with exorbitant amounts of money declared misfits. They were a curious subject to him since he often discovered them not to be what everyone declared.

When there were whisperings of a new face in town, one passerby pronounced as strange, his attention was piqued. Billy wasn't a gossip by any means, but he leaned in a little whenever he heard someone talking about said soul.

"She's very odd," one woman said as she examined a bushel of apples, not bothering to quiet her tone. "Moved into a little cottage over the glen and hasn't spoken to anyone yet."

"I saw her one morning," her companion said, nodding along. "Out in the hills shamelessly, shoulders uncovered, gathering plants. I'm so glad she hasn't come into town. Although it'd give us a good laugh, I suppose."

Billy stopped listening after that, their facts trickling into fiction. He was used to the way women in the marketplace spoke about each other, and usually he paid them no mind. But this was interesting. Most folks didn't move to this little corner of the world, willingly or not.

As the weeks passed, the whispers about the new woman in town grew louder. When he heard a few men in the saloon talking about her, his interest was really captured. Usually, the only thing they talked about was work or the game at hand. Now the only topic on their tongues was the woman with long hair who did strange things in the woods.

"She's a witch," one older man said earnestly, setting his hand down. "Ain't never seen anythin' like it. Someone oughtta drive 'er out before she curses us all."

"Nah, she won't hurt anyone," another man chortled. "Saw 'er myself the other morning. Timid little thing. The second she saw me she bolted. Doubt we'll hear from her much."

"Gives our wives somethin' new to talk about," the cowboy across from him said, tossing a few coins into the pot. "Good thing too. I was sick of hearin' 'bout who's doin' what at the inn."

A witch? That was a new one. Billy had been told tales of spellcasters both good and evil in his mother's Irish fairy tales, but he'd never heard of one existing. It was a far-fetched notion. One he was keen to discover the truth of. One he didn't know he would stumble upon.

The morning was was misty and cloudy, the sun barely risen over the hills. He hummed to himself as he guided his horse to a forest-y part of the hills. Now was the best time to be out. The world was quiet, the chatter of everything quieted by a required action of unconsciousness.

He peered through the thick branches, dismounting and tying his horse when he saw something moving. There was a little clearing nearby, and he wondered if a deer had wandered in to graze.

But when he got closer, he realized the presence was human. He could make out long hair and a white dress between the leaves. Then when he pushed willow leaves aside, he finally saw you clearly.

Graceful and lithe, you pushed your hair aside as you gathered a purple flower from a bush he recognized as lavender. The thin strap of your dress fell off your shoulder, and he found himself staring at the expanse of skin exposed. As you bent over, he could see the tops of your breasts, a single pendant on a ribbon tucked between them.

Instantly he knew you were the woman everyone was talking about. When they said witch he'd pictured an old crone with gray hair and time worn skin. But here you were, youthful and smooth and lovely.

The way you moved was mesmerizing. There was an air about you that made it impossible to look away. It was more than being attracted; Billy had certainly felt that before. This was something different. This was being drawn like a magnet, being helpless to the pull of your gravity. And you were in your own world, unaware of him, of anything at all.

He watched, captivated, as you tied your lavender with a ribbon, sticking it into a little bag so the purple poked out. Now you were climbing a tree expertly, crawling across a branch that hung over a tall patch of wild roses.

Cocking his head, Billy observed you turn upside down, still hanging from the branch like a sloth. Your hair fell like a curtain he longed to part. You stretched your neck to see below you, squinting a bit. Positioned right over the middle of the large patch, he was confused at what exactly you were doing.

Then in an instant you let go.

Billy's hand stretched out as if he could reach you from where he was standing. His jaw dropped, eyes wider than saucers as he watched you fall like a ragdoll into the mess of brambles and blooms.

He jumped into action, running before he knew what he was doing. Thorns gnawed at him when he pushed through the stems in an attempt to get to you. The result was sharp bouts of pain that made him wince, and he had to stop halfway there, grunting and touching the scratches on his face and arms. His fingers came back bloody.

There was a rustling sound, and your head popped up, eyes wide, plants coming up to your shoulders. With a furrowed brow, you called, "Are you okay?"

Oh, your voice was musical. A song he wished he could sing, a song that wouldn't sound as lovely unless it was coming from your mouth. He managed a half smile. "Ah...little tangled up."

You were moving closer with worried eyes. "Did you fall in?"

"N-no," he managed, disarmed as you came near. Being close to you was like drinking too much whiskey- it sent his head into a buzz. "But you did."

Pausing, your lips parted in realization. Now you knew what he had been trying to do. "I see."

"But you're-" Now you were reaching out a smooth hand, touching his face and turning it to the side so you could presumably see the battle scars from the sharp vines. The feel of your touch cut him off for a moment. He could see your eyes more clearly, and there was a spark in them he couldn't place. Maybe if you stood like this forever, he'd spend an equal amount of time drowning in them.

As you studied him, he studied you. Despite the fact you'd fallen right into the roses, there wasn't a single scratch on you. You were utterly untouched. He opened his mouth to ask, but you frowned, turning his cheek to the side. You took off his hat, so the shadow of the brim didn't disturb your view.

Clicking your tongue regretfully, you looked at him apologetically. "Come with me. I'll get you something for all these..." you gestured at the mess of his bodily afflictions.

Billy didn't think he'd ever be able to say no to you. He merely nodded as you put his hat back on his head, moving elegantly through the bush. The thorns slid over your skin like it was made of glass. He followed you, wincing as the same plants re-scratched him.

Once you were both out, he noticed you were holding a bunch of the wild roses, tied with a ribbon just like the lavender had been. You shoved it into your bag, picking it up and smiling a little at him. "C'mon. I can help you if you want."

A little wistfully, he nodded, looking back behind him. "My horse-"

Like clockwork, his horse appeared from the thicket from where he'd left it. Billy shook his head, sure he was seeing things. You didn't seem surprised by it, however, merely reaching out to the creature.

"Be careful, he-" Billy's warning was lost as he saw his normally finnicky horse nuzzle against your hand. He was baffled.

You handed him the reins. "I don't live very far away."

Powerless to stop your draw, he followed you.

You were quiet on the short journey, facing forward. The sun was higher now in the sky, and it illuminated you beautifully. He had a feeling any element would suit you. Practically one of the earth's daughters, you glowed here as if you were born directly to it.

The cottage in which you resided was simple, surrounded by wildflowers. Vines crept up the walls, kissing the roof. It was quaint and charming, just like you.

He tied his horse at the fence, and you produced a carrot from your bag, feeding it to the animal before leading Billy inside.

The walls were lined with shelves of old books. There were vases of flowers on every surface, but they weren't filled with water as expected. Instead, mounds of little shells held them in place. He could see jars full of herbs and liquids, lit candles lighting the space. You set your bag down on a table in the center, beckoning him to sit.

He did, watching you flit around the room, reading the labels on jars until you found the perfect one, popping the cork and peering inside. Nodding once, you came back over to him. "Here-" you removed his hat once again and dipped your fingers in the jarred substance, dabbing it where the thorn scratches must be.

The paste wasn't unpleasant smelling, and he liked that you were so close. Billy could see clearly your silky hair and smooth body. He wanted to run his fingers over it, see if it was as soft as it looked.

You knelt at his side, rolling up the sleeve of his right arm to put substance over the wounds there too. He smiled at the sight. "Are you a healer?" He didn't know if witch was the correct term.

Looking up at him, you offered him a little tilt upward of your lips. "Is that what they say in town about me?"

"Well..." he squinted as he thought. "Not exactly."

"I figured," you resumed your task, and he enjoyed the feel of your fingers on his skin. "For what it's worth, I do not wish to hurt anyone."

With your kind eyes and seemingly gentle demeanor, he hadn't thought you would. He told you so. Now your smile was wider. "That's nice of you to say. It seems I'm a danger to everybody else."

He shook his head. "You're helpin' me."

You looked up at him with doe eyes, and his heart fluttered. "Do you know what I am?"

Billy was lost in the universe of your eyes for a second. He thought of the way you'd glided through the thorns, retaining nary a remnant. The way you seemed to have such a way about you that was nearly magical. His tone was light when he guessed. "You're a witch?"

Your eyes were unchanging, when he half expected a rain of fire to engulf him. "It's funny. I've had that term lobbed at me in anger a thousand times. But you say it so casually. You say it the way I do."

"My mama used to tell me stories about witches," he nodded, noticing with awe that his scratches were fading into his skin as if he'd never been grazed. "Not all of 'em were bad."

Tilting your head, your smile grew. "She was right about that. It's just like people. Not everyone is fully good or evil. But majority rules."

The way you spoke was so lilted. He could listen for hours. "And you're good."

"I hope so," you said, and he caught a hint of melancholy in your eyes. But you shook it off as quickly as it appeared, rolling his other sleeve up and leaning over his slightly parted knees to put your salve on that arm.

"Did ya live near here before?" he asked, eager for information about you.

You resumed dabbing. "No. I used to live by the ocean."

He caught sight of the shells in the vases again. "'S far from here."

"It is." Standing up, you examined his face again, soft fingers gracing his jaw and positioning his head to the side. Tracing his jawline, you examined the area, fingers ghosting his stubble. "I miss it a lot. It was very beautiful."

"I can imagine," he nodded lightly, careful to keep his head in place. "And have ya always...ah...practiced witchcraft?"

A little giggle escaped your lips at his hesitation. "You can say it. It's okay." Then you shook your head. "No. Not always. But I was in a bad way and a different witch took me in. She healed me. And in exchange she spellbound me."

"Spellbound?" Billy felt like he was pressing for information, but he couldn't help it. You were so fascinating to him.

You either didn't see it that way or didn't mind. "Very few witches are born. They're nearly always spellbound." Now your fingers were in his hair, pushing it back to check for any more injuries. It felt wonderful, and he slightly leaned into your touch. Delicately, you sat on his knee, leaning in to check closer. You smelled like lavender. His hand twitched, wanting to rest on your waist, but he resisted.

"When a witch finds a successor, she gives her powers to someone else," you explained, eyes roving over his face. "Then that someone else is spellbound. They take up the burden of witchcraft and practice it to keep the magic alive until they find their successor. Usually when someone is spellbound, they've been an apprentice to that witch for a while. But she was getting older, and she hadn't found anyone and..." you trailed off, looking away. "It was easier to trade favors."

"There's no way to get out of it otherwise?" Billy questioned, searching your eyes.

"It's dangerous," you confessed. "That's when you give the power back to the earth, where it came from. I've looked into it. But in order for the current vessel of power to remain living afterward, the powers have to be more good than evil. And since they're passed down so many generations, and the vessel often doesn't know by who..."

"You can never know how much good there really was," Billy finished, guessing at it. You nodded, and a spark of pride lit in him.

"It's safer to give them to someone else," you concluded. "I haven't found anyone yet. The last town ousted me out before I could. And by the looks of things, I'm not sure I'll find anyone here either."

Billy could feel the deep sorrow in you like a tangible thing. He wanted to ask you more about it, about what had happened for the other witch to find you, about what exactly you did with your possessed power.

Instead, he reached up tentatively, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear. "You don't want the burden?"

"It's a heavy thing to carry," you said softly, and it tugged at his heart.

"'F course," he whispered, looking between your eyes. His fingers were still on your face. He couldn't resist drawing a line from your cheek to your chin. You let him, staring into his eyes.

"You're beautiful." Billy said it like a prayer.

"That'll be the magic," you half smiled.

He shook his head, thumb tilting your chin up. "No. It's you."

Before he knew it, he was leaning in, lips ghosting yours, almost like a question. And you responded, hands sliding over his shoulders, leaning into him. Your breasts were pressed against his chest, and the sensation sent him reeling.

You were nothing short of enchanting.

Lips moving, he could feel the magic running through your veins. There was something electric in your touch, something about you that made him need you like water. It was like there was an ocean roaring inside you that he wanted to drown in.

His fingers grasped the ribbon around your neck, finding the pendant between your breasts and grasping it, using it to gently pull you closer. The ribbon untied, and fell from your neck.

Lips separating, you drew back, leaning your forehead to press against his. "Is this how you treat everyone who heals you?"

Billy was drunk off you, and he wanted another hit. "No." He chased your lips, catching them in another searing kiss. Splaying his fingers on your back, he found a fistful of your dress.

You let him kiss you lazily for a moment, lips dragging down to your neck, then your collarbone. Oh how he loved your collarbone. Nosing against it, he showered a series of soft kisses there.

Then he felt something brush against his leg. Pulling back, he looked down to find a black cat purring as it pawed at his shin. You followed his eyes, smiling slightly. "Sorry...that's Fish. He likes people."

Keeping the hand holding your pendant around your waist, Billy reached the other hand down and scratched Fish's head. "'S alright. Seems like a good fella'."

He could feel you watching him interact with the cat, and you didn't sway your eyes when he lifted his own to meet them. Smiling, he leaned in, pecking your lips once, then twice. That made you smile in turn, and you nudged your nose against him, hands on the sides of his face.

Noticing he was holding your pendant, you uncurled his fingers, tracing the shape of it against his palm. It was an oval, framed by gold. There were three little stars in the center, and you touched each one before folding his fingers over it again. "Keep it."

Billy looked up at you again. "You-?"

Both your hands came to clasp around his. "It's a witch's symbol. How we know each other. But I've been here for weeks and haven't found anybody. And I'm not going to find a successor. Keep it."

He wanted to protest the hopelessness of the statement, your resignation to the fact that you'd be weighed under your powers forever. But you seemed determined.

So, he intertwined your fingers, the pendant pressing between palms. Then he lifted them to his lips, kissing your knuckles. A promise to keep it safe.

Billy kissed your nose, and then breathed, "D'ya feel it?" The pulsing hypnotism that overwhelmed him whenever he looked at you, that sensation that he knew wasn't just the magic residing within you.

You traced runes into the skin of his cheek, pressing your lips there when you were done. "I feel it. This is real power."

Next part

[jerzwriter]

week 8

rules: put your music library on shuffle, then list the first five songs that come up in a poll to let people vote for their favorite! <3

doing it a little different this week. these are my top TEN songs of 2024 per Spotify Wrapped. What is your favorite?

** number 10 is DEF due to my feelings post-election! lol

[lifemod17]

HAPPY "UNHEARD EP" TO THOSE WHO CELEBRATE!!!

HI I HAVE LISTENED TO THE 'UNHEARD EP' MULTIPLE TIMES NOW SINCE IT DROPPED AT MIDNIGHT I AM NOT DOING WELL THANK YOU FOR ASKING!!!

'Too Sweet' is a personal attack, i hate that im the too sweet person in this... and i know this is him saying HE'S the problem but like.. i feel like I'M the problem hahaha Andrew when i catch you Andrew!!! still 10/10 shaking my ass to this

'Wildflower and Barley': he did warn us a few times that this is so lockdown era coded and yeah besties IT IS. prepare to weep <- whether it be because of the amalgamation of Andrew and Allison Russell's ethereal vocals or the beautiful melodies, or STRAIGHT UP the lyrics. and actually even if you don't cry, they did a REALLY GOOD JOB in making this sound NOSTALGIC and not in a bad way

YALL. WHATEVER YOU THINK 'EMPIRE NOW' SOUNDS LIKE. NO YOU DON'T!!! i sure as fuck DID NOT!! my jaw was ON THE FLOOR. the production is ACTUALLY INSANE I WANT TO THROW UP he was on some Labrinth level type of production!!! and his VOCALS KJHJDHGSFDGKA pure eargasm. i always say it but i'll say it again: mans was made for YELLING

'Fare Well' is so precious my heart is all warm and fuzzy like im making my way out of all the bad shit and seeing sunlight for the first time. he NAILED IT when he said this would have been the 'ascent' out of the circles !! AND THERE'S A REALLY PRETTY LINE it is so simple and cheesy but i love it so much im gonna make a bracelet for it as a reminder <3

[ladysparrow01]

I'm considering myself tagged by @mediaeval-muse

Rules: shuffle your "on repeat" playlist and post the first 10 songs, then tag 10 friends to do the same.

1. J.P.P. Mc Step B. Blues, Jefferson Airplane

2. Hand in My Pocket, Alanis Morissette

3. All Without Within, Allison Russell

4. River, Joni Mitchell

5. Whispers in the Dark, Mumford & Sons

6. To Someone from a Warm Climate (Uiscefhuaraithe), Hozier

7. Dead End, Sam Roberts

8. Song to a Seagull, Joni Mitchell

9. Nether, Johnny Flynn & Robert Macfarlane

10. That Voice Again, Peter Gabriel

I'm tagging: @an-ruraiocht @benjhawkins @cinnabunzi @eowyntheavenger @dying-suffering-french-stalkers @finding-shell-beach @flameandignite @frost0wl @pentecostwaite @the-merry-otter and anyone else who would like to play. ♡

[bikinibottomdayz]

FEBRUARY 10, 2025 RELEASE

All my videos can be found here, full release under the read more! I am also offering the two Gatsby videos as a bundle for 30 USD!

ORDER FORM HERE

This release includes: Oh, Mary! with Betty Gilpin, A Wonderful World, Hadestown, The Great Gatsby (x2)

THE GREAT GATSBY October 7, 2024 | Broadway | 4K MP4 (10.44GB) | bikinibottomday’s master Cast: Austin Colby (u/s Jay Gatsby), Eva Noblezada (Daisy Buchanan), Noah J. Ricketts (Nick Carraway), Dariana Mullen (u/s Jordan Baker), John Zdrojeski (Tom Buchanan), Eric Anderson (Meyer Wolfsheim), Ryah Nixon (u/s Myrtle Wilson), Dan Rosales (u/s George Wilson), Samantha Pollino (s/w Catherine), Jasmine Pearl Villaroel (s/w Gilda Grey), Jake Trammel (s/w Mr. McKee) Notes: Excellent 4K capture of a nice set of understudies! Act One uses internal audio, so there is more audio interference than usual (rustling etc) and is sometimes distorted due to overload, especially at the ends of big songs. A few brief blackouts scattered throughout the video, each lasting about 10 seconds and mostly in Act One. Very slight obstruction on the far left, doesn’t block any action. Some moments of wandering and unfocusing. Some washout on wider shots. Includes curtain call, audio fed from external source for Act Two. https://flic.kr/s/aHBqjBLRyQ | ASKING $20 USD NOT FOR SHARING EXCEPT THROUGH ME UNTIL AUGUST 2, 2025

THE GREAT GATSBY November 14, 2024 (M) | Broadway | 4K MP4 (9.72GB) | bikinibottomday’s master Cast: Jeremy Jordan (Jay Gatsby), Eva Noblezada (Daisy Buchanan), Dan Rosales (u/s Nick Carraway), Samantha Pauly (Jordan Baker), John Zdrojeski (Tom Buchanan), Eric Anderson (Meyer Wolfsheim), Ryah Nixon (u/s Myrtle Wilson), Charlie Pollock (u/s George Wilson), Samantha Pollino (s/w Catherine), Brandon J. Large (s/w Mr. McKee) Notes: Excellent 4K capture of Dan as Nick! About a minute of blackout during the beginning, and takes a little bit to get going. Some wandering / readjustment and unfocusing throughout. Includes curtain call and the post-show BC/EFA speech, audio is fed from external source. https://flic.kr/s/aHBqjBRU3p | ASKING $20 USD NOT FOR SHARING EXCEPT THROUGH ME UNTIL AUGUST 2, 2025

HADESTOWN December 3, 2024 | Broadway | 4K MP4 (9.37GB) | bikinibottomday’s master Cast: Timothy H. Lee (u/s Orpheus), Maia Reficco (Eurydice), Philip Boykin (Hades), Allison Russell (Persephone), Malcolm Armwood (u/s Hermes), Shea Renne (Fate Lachesis), Jessie Shelton (t/r Fate Clotho), Brit West (Fate Atropos), Emily Afton (Worker), Tanner Ray Wilson (s/w Worker), Brandon Camerson (s/w Worker), Alex Puette (Worker), Yael “YaYa” Reich (s/w Worker), Grace Yoo (Worker) Notes: Excellent 4K capture of Tim’s debut as Orpheus! YaYa swung on for Alex as a worker during intermission. Some wandering and unfocusing throughout. Includes curtain call and “We Raise Our Cups,” audio fed from external source. https://flic.kr/s/aHBqjBU17p | ASKING $20 USD NOT FOR SHARING EXCEPT THROUGH ME UNTIL AUGUST 2, 2025

OH, MARY! January 30, 2025 (E) | Broadway | 4K MP4 (5.34GB) | bikinibottomday’s master Cast: Betty Gilpin (Mary Todd Lincoln), Phillip James Brannon (Mary's Husband), Chris Renfro (Mary's Teacher), Bianca Leigh (Mary's Chaperone), Tony Macht (Mary's Husband's Assistant) Notes: Excellent 4K capture of the new cast! Head obstruction on the right side that blocks off a little bit of action but is almost entirely worked around. One thirty second blackout about six minutes in. Some moments of wandering and unfocusing. Includes curtain call, audio fed from external source. https://flic.kr/s/aHBqjBZRpk | ASKING $18 USD NOT FOR SHARING EXCEPT THROUGH ME UNTIL AUGUST 2, 2025

A WONDERFUL WORLD January 27, 2025 | Broadway | 4K MP4 (10.53GB) | bikinibottomday’s master Cast: James Monroe Iglehart (Louis Armstrong), Trista Dollison (s/b Lucille Wilson), Kim Exum (Alpha Smith), Jennie Harney-Fleming (Lil Hardin), Dionne Figgins (Daisy Parker), Gavin Gregory (King Joe Oliver), Jimmy Smagula (Joe Glaser/Mr. Karnofsky), DeWitt Fleming Jr. (Lincoln Perry/Fate Marable), Matt Magnusson (s/w Assistant Director/Sound Engineer), Jason Forbach (Crooner/Larry the Reporter/White Gangster), Brandon Louis Armstrong (Professor Davis/Band Member), Renell Taylor (Banjo Ben), Wesley J. Barnes (Band Member), Ronnie S Bowman Jr. (Band Member), Brett Sturgis (Band Member), Kate Louissaint (Ensemble), Meridien Terrell (s/w Ensemble), Alysha Morgan (Ensemble), Khadijah Rolle (Ensemble), Dori Waymer (Ensemble) Notes: Excellent 4K capture of this short-lived musical! Some moments of wandering and unfocusing. Some washout on wider shots. Includes curtain call, audio fed from external source. https://flic.kr/s/aHBqjBZDiD | ASKING $20 USD NOT FOR SHARING EXCEPT THROUGH ME UNTIL AUGUST 2, 2025

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First Look at 'The Diplomat' S3 

The Diplomat Season 3 will return with even more political intrigue for stars Keri Russell and Rufus Sewell. Allison Janney returns this season and reunites on-screen with Bradley Whitford, who joins the cast this season to play Grace Penn's husband! #NextOnNetflix The Diplomat was renewed in early October 2024 before its Season 2 premiere on Halloween. Netflix announced on Thursday, January 30 that Season 3 will come out in 2025. An official release date will be announced at a later time. The photos and release date update were part of Netflix’s “Next on Netflix” campaign.The Diplomat Season 3 started production in New York and London in 2024.

"We’re already well into it. We’ve done the London bit. We did two months in London, July and August, and now we’re in New York. Season 3 is insane already, and I’m very, very excited." Rufus Sewell, variety Nov 2024

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ROUND 2, HEAT 3/4, GROUP 3/4

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Trick or treat :3!

thank you :3! for you, i have the doggy academy, one of the many times i've spoofed that drawing of the umbrella academy abbey-roading it

[ID: the umbrella academy drawn as cartoony dogs, walking in a line. Luther is a great pyrenees, Diego is a rottweiler, Allison is a dalmation, Klaus is a jack russell terrier, Five is a miniature schnauzer, Ben is a black lab, and Viktor is a basset hound. End ID]