#and also this is in their band graduate

[haveihitanerve]

if anyone's curious where ill be its six feet under because i just died of cuteness

[autumnblooms]

The tiniest sketchbook Papa 💀

This was the first week I’ve felt like I have my workload under control and being creative might actually be possible again. Seasonal depression who? 💁‍♀️

[positivelyapunovexponent-good]

Once I come up with a killer band name all I'll need to do is actually learn how to sing or play an instrument!

(Honestly this thought exercise is actually a really fun coping mechanism for rejection of any sort I highly recommend it)

[mercurialsmile]

Oh! And the same swi/ftie also said that since Taylor swift and her music saved her life that people who dislike her and her music are basically telling her to die. Like. WHAT. Lmao

[aeolianblues]

was kinda thinking about this when I saw Renee Rapp live recently-- I didn't know her visual vibe, I'd heard a few songs here and there but I hadn't really *seen* her, and her attire at Osheaga was really casual, a jersey (baseball/basketball?) and slacks. And that was so amazing! I couldn't help thinking, the work Billie Eilish has done for how women in pop music are allowed to dress is incredible. Seeing her up there all comfortable you just know that Billie walked in her oversized tops so that Renee in her slacks could run; Billie walked through all the critcisms about how she dressed slobbily and having to assert that she didn't owe anyone a display of skin, so that Renee could be comfortable and unquestioned running up and down the catwalk in front of 10,000 people. How iconic.

And I don't think we even realised at the time how much something as simple as letting Billie dress the way she as a (then-) 17-year-old teenager dressed, could end up meaning for a future generation of women in music.

Obviously there is still way to go, there were weirdos complaining about how 'plain' Dua Lipa's Glastonbury outfit was this year (in 2024!!), l have to ask, are you at Paris Fashion Week?? She is the musical HEADLINER of an entire day of music at one of the biggest music festivals in the world, and you can't grant her the space to exist as an artist, you have to moan about her dress not being excitingly revealing enough. There's work to do, it's still dismal out there. But the space Billie Eilish has created for a most ordinarily-dressed woman popstar is still heartening.

[britneyshakespeare]

can you imagine being a little twee simon and garfunkel fan in the late 60s and then buying your new vinyl at the record store and hearing mrs. robinson for the first time in your own home. i would’ve fallen over backwards

[shushmal]

rating: G tags: established relationship, fluff, smooching prompt: Love is being late to work because you can’t ever say goodbye in a reasonable amount of time. @steddielovemonth

Eddie wakes up to a heavy weight flopping gently down on top of him. He comes to with a hum and a stretch that pops down his spine even as Steve wraps himself around Eddie, his face pressed into Eddie's neck.

Steve is already dressed for the day, green vest and jeans, his hair a little crunchy with spray, his deodorant fresh and bright compared to the warm smell of sleep. Eddie has to wiggle a bit to get his arms from under the blanket to wrap around Steve's shoulders in return.

"Mmm, you're a jerk, waking me up so early," he whispers, even as he shifts them until he can hook a leg around Steve's hip, blanket and all.

"It's eleven, lazy bones," Steve whispers back. He lets Eddie move them more, until they're all tangled up again. Steve will have to fix his hair, but Eddie doesn't care. He should have thought of that before waking Eddie up.

Not that Eddie minds—would probably call Family Video as soon as the door closed behind Steve to make sure he wasn't mad at Eddie.

Eddie starts kissing a path from the top of Steve's forehead down to his lips, tasting toothpaste and mouthwash, and wondering if Steve's ever grossed out by Eddie's morning breath.

He must not be, because he returns Eddie's lazy kisses with a happy sigh, holding Eddie a little tighter. It drags on like that, and to Eddie it's timeless, too short and an eternity, bliss in just being able to kiss Steve like this, the smell of Steve in his sheets and his toothbrush in the bathroom, and his millions of hair supplies in a basket under the sink. Wayne's no doubt asleep in the front of the trailer, and Steve would have been as quiet as a mouse getting ready before he snuck back into Eddie's arms to say bye before leaving for work.

Eddie loves this. Says as much into Steve's mouth, swallowing it up when Steve says it back, whispers lost between them and the morning sun.

"Gonna be late for work," Eddie sighs, even though he doesn't move except to run a hand down Steve's back.

"Robin shift," Steve murmurs, moving in to kiss Eddie again, like he can't get enough of him, the same way Eddie can't get enough of Steve.

Laughing, Eddie kisses him more, addicted to the warmth, the wet slide of their lips, the heat of Steve's breath. "Gonna get fired one of these days," he says when Steve has to come up for air. Laughs again, when Steve just dips back in to start it all up again. "Steeeve."

"Don't wanna go," he whines.

"I know," Eddie says. This time, he shoves Steve onto his back to he can press him into the mattress, peppering his cheeks and nose with kisses. It's gotta be going on 11:30 by now, and Steve will be a whole hour late at this rate. "Just for now, baby, and I'll come visit you later."

"Promise?" Steve does this thing that he must have picked up from a girlfriend, where he looks up at Eddie with big eyes and pouts his lips and bats his lashes at him, and it shouldn't work. But it does. Every time.

"Promise," Eddie breathes, smiling, and leans down for another kiss. And another. And another, another. And Steve doesn't get to work until well past noon. When Eddie comes to visit around five, Robin chews him out too.

[plant-dad-sulu]

continuing the saga of Changing My Name And Pronouns Has Turned My Life Into A Bad Sitcom i've been easing the new name into my life not by telling people to change what they call me but by introducing myself to new people with that name and just not correcting previous people who still call me by my first name

this includes the fact that i have registered with a university for my second bachelors degree using my new name and still have not told my parents i use a different name so stay tuned to find out whether they hear about it sometime in the next 4 years or if they get a fun surprise at my graduation

[meteortrails]

pics of me in my concert fit and subsequently spotting a lil jumping spider on the couch courtesy of my mom. these shorts are Super short but they’re so fucking cute I couldn’t not wear them and this picture does not do them justice LOL

[haveihitanerve]

YALL

so ive been a huge fan of all the graduate songs since i discovered that roland and curt had a band before Tff, and i always loved Happens So Fast because curt sings it and its one of only two songs on the entire album(or maybe even the only one i have to double check that) that he sings- but it never occurred to me until today to actually try and find a vid of him singing it and yall- oh ma gods its cute.

he clearly has very controlled vocals and honestly i adore his soft singing so so so so much, but when hes going at it like this- almost belting.

WOW. WOWOWOWOWOWOW

[mccoys-killer-queen]

my turn to illustrate @incorrect-styx

[applejongho]

ONE. MORE. DAY!!!!!! 🎉🎉🎉🎉

[nocturnalpetals]

"you cant run away from uncomfortable situations. you need to be strong and face them head on" oh hell no. im running. im dashing out the door. if the door is locked im using my weak noodle arms and pure adrenaline to rip off the lock. and proceed running away until the uncomfortable situation doesnt exist anymore

[hardcorehashbrown]

nothing makes me more depressed than looking up toronto real estate

[wuxian-vs-wangji]

Don't blame me for creeping on the tags, but your high school had an art major for artists???

American schools don't do the major system, but mine had... a way to encourage people to pursue what they like.

You had your core curriculum, which was 42 credits (7 credits per semester possible, 56 credit max possibility if you graduated on time).

Study halls were 0 credits, and for me they were mandatory every semester (Latin was taught at one of the district's 2 high schools, and they'd bus the students back to their main school after, so you had to have a study hall to make up for being late), so my cap was 48 credits.

But those extra 14 credits you could fill by taking extra classes. Math, computer science, science, art, history, band, choir, woodworking, 4H, homebuilding, economics, language- even the phys ed nerds could take weightlifting and such.

So in a way, you could think of it as having a major, but it was just extra classes that you could take within whatever interested you.

[frascospecimen]

i would genuinely love to hear all your splatband opinions.... what r your opinions on ink theory/yoko n the gold bazookas they r my favs

Sorry my friend it’s insane kagi from wet floor hours I cannot think of a single thing to say about these two right now sorry. Maybe I’ll actually think of something later but I WILL say shoutout to y&tgb for FINALLY introducing the saxophone to splatoons sound and for doing it in the actual best possible way (ska