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HARDY 'the mockingbird & THE CROW'

♫ @HARDYMusic new album 'the mockingbird & THE CROW' out NOW via @BigLoudRecords / @BigLoudRock. Check it out now at: www.InfraredMAG.com #NewMusic #NewMusicFriday #HARDY #themockingbirdTHECROW #BigLoudRecords #BigLoudRock #Country

HARDY the mockingbird & THE CROW January 20, 2023 Big Loud Records / Big Loud Rock (more…) “”

[full-of-terrors]

Letter from Dr. Stanley to Dr. Fergusson written on board HMS Erebus July 12, 1845- Awe of the Arctic Exhibit 2024 NYPL

Transcript: My Dear Fergusson, having a few moments to spare before the letter bag is finally closed, I hasten to drop you a line to say that, although within the Arctic Circle , I'm not yet frozen to death and therefore in the land of the living and very jolly. We had a fairish passage out here but had a mighty gale of Cape Farewell, which sent us flying with closed topsails and courses to Cape Desolation, where in spite of the dismal name we found comfort. There's smooth water and a moderate breeze. These islands, and in fact, the whole of this western coast of Greenland, is the most barren and uninviting I ever beheld.

Some of the land is very high and serrated and has the appearance of being volcanic. On the bare rocks, large quantities of tripe-de-roche may be gathered, but as we were not reduced like our excellent captain on a former occasion to such a means of subsistence, no one I could find tried its qualities as a nutrient. We are completely surrounded with icebergs, some of them upwards of 200 feet high. They are, however, from the extreme heat disappearing fast and by their constant disruption, almost frightening your very life out of you.

I and a boat crew had a very narrow escape the other day out shooting. I had just fired and killed an eider duck when I observed that we had drifted closer to an immense iceberg, which I had previously noticed a day or two before in a decayed condition. I said to an officer who was with me "What luck it should come down by the sun!" And then ordered the men to pull quickly from our dangerous neighbor when it fell with a crash. Most stunning and awful to witness. There never was so lucky an escape. The discharge of my two barrels had no doubt hastened its overthrow. And although we were at a distance upwards of 100 yards, quite near enough we were knocked and tossed about by its displacement in the sea in a most uncomfortable manner.

The island swarms with mosquitoes and they are now flying about the gun room in all directions. They are the largest I ever beheld but not the most stinging. We sailed tonight for Lancaster Sound and the transport to dear old England with a report of our proceedings up to this period. At this season of the year, in this latitude, as you are aware there is no darkness. The sun never dips below the horizon. The nights I have there for devoted to shooting and the day to skinning and preserving the specimens I have killed. Since our arrival I have not slept more than 2 or 3 hours in 24. Goodsir is working harder than medusas and desires kindly to be remembered to you.

We are all sanguine and getting through the barrier into Beechey straits this year. Every one of the native Eskimos say this is the most open season they ever remember. And on the strength of our prospects I and the other officers have ordered letters to be directed to us at Panama and Kotzebue. The latter place will, of course, be the first port we shall make when we get through.

I have not a single man on the list and I have not had for several days. Sir John Franklin is not like the same person. He is so much improved in appearance and energy. He is almost always the first on deck and the last to leave it in all weathers. I must conclude now, old fellow, with best wishes and kind regards to Mrs. F and the bairns.

And believe me, your very sincere friend, Stephen S. Stanley. I had intended to have written to Fortnum and Masons. Pray tell them like a good soul that we are delighted with everything they furnished us and the members of the mess unanimously declare them to be trumps and we should be sorry to return before we have consumed all their good things.

[warhead]

[kawaii-kushami]

happy holidays snzfet freaks i finally got to try my chhinkni!!! i have not recorded my snz in like a decade so this was a learning process lol. apologies for the "wind" feedback just pretend im sneezing in ur face or something

anyways. lots of voiceless hitching, uncovered sneezes, a bit of sniffling, and some little comments here and there about the ~experience~ hope u enjoy 🫶

[hertwood]

When two months ago you were fending for urself in the streets and now you gotta listen to this bitch read the story of Chernobyl aloud to you

[yourboijod]

Big Pun & Big L R.I.P “Book Of Rhymes”, XXL, March 2003.

[slumbergoblin]

That's it! *uploads 12 minutes of Betrayus*

[monster-noises]

I love second hand book shops, I got to them frequently and always leave with Something and have a good time just peakin around

But i gotta say

It's one of the Worst spots for me in terms of imposter syndrome

I feel like everyone's uneasey with my presence as though i'm a stranger who just stumbled into their inner sanctum and they're.. they're gunna let me stay but they're gunna be weirded out the whole time and breath a sigh of relief when the Strange Unwelcome Freak Leaves

It also happens at record shops and sometimes at small antique shops or cons+festivals

Just this immediate foreboding of being Angrily Tolerated in a Space I Don't Belong

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HARDY Soars on 'the mockingbird & THE CROW'

HARDY Soars on 'the mockingbird & THE CROW'

TWO-FACED SOPHOMORE ALBUM OUT NOW PERFORMS ON THE TONIGHT SHOW STARRING JIMMY FALLON (1/25) AND NBC’S TODAY (1/26) NEXT WEEK WATCH THE OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO FOR “the mockingbird & THE CROW” the mockingbird & THE CROW Album Art | Courtesy of Big Loud Records / Big Loud Rock Uncaging his sophomore album the mockingbird & THE CROW for the world today via Big Loud Records/Big Loud Rock, HARDY is…

[nineteenfiftysix]

Boom Boom Satellites - Scatterin' Monkey (Out Loud, 1999)

[warhead]

[talkorsomething]

its [redacted] today but now i'm feeling sad because the latter half of the day went so weird and now theyre watching tv again (the roommates) so i can't record my thing (tradition!!!) and i need to be in bed early and aaaaaaaaaaa

[willowpains]

we listen and we don’t judge

drew starkey x latina actress reader!

Drew was not a fan of social media.

Unlike you.

Chronically online was a term that was gaining fame to describe someone who spent quite some time on the internet, and who knew all the trends going on.

You weren’t exactly proud to be a part of that community.

But it kept you entertained.

And that’s how you ended up setting your phone up, ready to record Drew and you filming a new trend on TikTok.

How did you convince him to do it? You don’t even remember.

And after what felt like an eternity of explaining the dynamic to Drew, you both were finally ready to begin.

Both of you sitting next to each other on your couch, you looked at him with a mischievous smirk while he stared at you suspiciously.

“We listen and we don’t judge” you both said at the same time, Drew smirking at you.

“I’ll start” you said, looking from your phone screen to your boyfriend. “Sometimes, when I don’t really wanna cook, I get all dramatic and lie about us not having all the ingredients for the dish I was supposed to make, so you can offer to make something instead with what we do have” you say, giving him an embarrassed smile.

He chuckled at your words.

“I knew that love” he lets out a laugh. “You’re not good at lying to me”.

Your mouth opens up in shock.

“We listen and we don’t judge”.

Drew pauses for a moment, smiling at you.

"When you're showering, i close the door of our room so the sound of your music gets as muffled as possible" he admits.

You giggle as you nod at his words, you did like to shower with loud music.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

You look at him through the screen.

“I thought you hated me when we first met, so I would intentionally try to stay out of your way our first couple of working days together”.

Drew gives you a puzzled expression trying his best not to judge.

“We listen and we don’t judge”.

He clears his throat before speaking.

“I often fake coming home super tired and stressed so that you take pity on me and cuddle me while playing with my hair” he says giving you a cute smile.

You giggle at his words.

“That’s cute” you admit leaning to peck his lips.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

You take a couple of seconds before speaking, trying to be dramatic.

“I have a lot of edits of you saved on my favorites folder on TikTok” you look at him.

Drew covers his eyes while letting out a chuckle.

“We listen and we don’t judge”.

He looks at you mischievously.

“I get jealous of the guys in your books” he admits seriously.

You let out a laugh as you throw your head back.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

You giggle softly before confessing the next one.

“Whenever I feel sick in the middle of the night, I wiggle a lot in bed or move your body so you’ll accidentally wake up and ask me what’s wrong”.

He opens his mouth surprised at your words.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

Drew thinks a little before speaking.

“Ever since we met I’ve always been skeptical of your at home remedies for illnesses, even though they work every time” he admits.

You slowly nod while giving him a defeated look, knowing that already.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

You give him a playful look before speaking.

“When we’re cuddling, sometimes I have the urge to stand up abruptly because I get too hot and I feel like I can’t breathe because you’re too big” you say, barely getting out the words without laughing.

Drew looks at you with big eyes, moving his brows up and down at the double meaning of your last words.

You roll your eyes at him.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

He thinks for a moment before speaking.

“When I’m showering, sometimes I’ll use your shampoo rather than mine” he pauses as he looks at your baffled face. “It leaves my hair softer! And smells like you”.

Of course, there were a few confessions you had to cut from the video because your PR managers would hunt you down if they made it out into the internet.

“We listen and we don’t judge” you both say smiling at each other.

You smirk playfully at him before speaking.

“I cannot stand one of your friends and past coworkers” you admit, making a serious face.

Drew immediately throws his head back and lets out a chuckle, knowing exactly who you’re referring to.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

He clears his throat before looking at you.

“I don’t like watching F1 since you told me about that driver that slid into your dm’s” he lets out cockily.

You burst out laughing looking at him while he joins you.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

You make a thinking face looking at him.

“I wish you sent me more shirtless photos” you say giving him puppy eyes. “Or like, you took more of those with my phone, so I could look at them”.

He snorted out a laugh.

“That can be fixed baby” he says as he looks at you mischievously.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

He gives you a smile.

“When I travel for work and you’re not coming with me, I take a pair of your panties and stuff them in my suitcase” he says laughing.

You scrunch up your nose at him.

“Drewwwwww” you say covering your face, now knowing where those missing undies went.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

You avoid his eyes for the next one.

“Sometimes when I’m cold, I throw on one of your dirty hoodies that you used while working out, cause they’re sweaty and smell like you” you say, trying not to burst out laughing.

He gives you a grossed out look.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

You look at him waiting for him to speak.

“You know those sleeping shorts Brooke sent you cause she accidentally bought too many?” He says, making quotation marks with his fingers while saying sent and accidentally.

You nod at his words.

“I actually bought them for you because I love how your ass looks in them”.

Your mouth opens at his confession while you hit him playfully in the chest.

Drew laughs at your reaction.

“Oh my god baby, this is definitely not making it to the video” you say as you stand up from your position while laughing at him, walking to your phone to stop recording, while he stands back watching your movements with a smile.

Noticing that in fact, you were wearing a pair of those shorts.

“We don’t judge remember?” he said cheekily.

*

inspired by @valstranquility lando blurb<3

I love this trend on TikTok and I just couldn’t help myself

they’re just too cute I can’t

this was short n sweet hope you like it, if you have any other concepts you’d like to read let me know!

[yourboijod]

Big Pun & Xzibit show poster, c. 1998

[toji-bunny-girl]

Big strong man Toji thinks he can’t do it after 2 months of fucking you. Every. Single. Day. You must be some undercover assassin trying to kill him by milking his cum and soul with your insatiable horniness and god-tier pussy.

Either way, he’s sure he’s going to die by your hands sooner or later. So, he’s decided to cut ties with you—saving the label ‘guilty of homicide’ off your record…just after this last fuck. It’s tragic, really. He’s finally found a pretty girl who can handle him, but he can’t handle her.

As sad as it sounds, he just had to do it.

The air is so hot that he could almost hear the sizzling of the molecules against his sweat-glazed skin from the back of his head. The sharp pain from how deep your nails sank into his flesh was the lone anchor that held him conscious. Everything was a blur and the only thing he could focus on was the aching tingle in his cockhead as his hips bucked from his nearing 5th orgasm.

Toji could somewhat feel your weight on and off his numb thighs, and your soft tongue came to lick the drool that leaked from the edge of his scared lips. God, you’re actually driving him crazy. “Baby, m’gonna die. Yer’ pussy milkin’ me to death.”

“Haa—mmn! T-This dick mine,” you whimpered out through your pants, slamming your ass down his flexed thighs and garnering two loud groans from the both of you. Fuck. That was hot. Your head lowered to suck and teeth at an unmarked spot on his neck, the way your tongue slowly slither up to his ears making his teeth sink into his lip to suppress another moan.

“Baby t-there’s nothing more—” it was clear you didn’t care to process his words when you sank deeper down his length, each thrust earning a loud sloppy squelch from your tightening pussy.

“Wanna feel good. W-want more, Toji!”

“Aah—shit!” He’s going to crash out if your tight little cunt stays sloppy and tight around him. The threat of another orgasm making his nerves go crazy and his cock goes painful from all the tingles. Toji doesn’t know what would happen to him if he were to cum in your warm cunny again—it’s going to drive him feral in the least.

“Cum w’me, Toji,” you were edging him nearer and nearer to the pit of engulfing pleasure, your sweet words and pretty voice ringing in his mind and god, he swore he could feel his good ol’ brain melting into slimy puddles. “F-Feel good with me, please—mmhp!”

“I’ll give you everything—haa. M’all yours, baby,” his tongue lolls out of his sloppy mouth and your pink muscles met in a messy wet dance. Everything is sticky and wet and hazy but it’s the closest thing to heaven Toji would ever reach. Hell is the place after death for him, and he’d come into terms that your addictive little nympho cunny is his lovely paradise on Earth <3