#holycircle

[phantombs]

The children leave with their books. Cường watches, a basket of strong-sprung flowers at his arm, and for the hundredth noon this year, he limps by this stranger. He should've kept shambling. His intrigue said 'no. Stop. Now, turn that bruised, aching head of yours.' "All this time reading pages and looks," he drawls, grief and heartache, "and I wonder if anyone's tried to read yours."

@holycircle, ♡’d.

[ancsthctist-archived]

//. @holycircle​ // sc. [ majima ]

     ❝ W-wait! Don’t leave! ❞ He reached towards this eccentrically clad man, this man who he had seen glimpses of in alleyways and on the streets just before he managed to vanish amidst the writhing sea of Kamurocho’s nightlife. At both of their feet were the busted heads of thugs that had tried to mug him, cracked open with the swift swing of a magnum baseball bat.

      ❝ If... if you’re not who I think you are then, I apologize, but... Please. Please don’t walk away from me anymore. ❞

[golden-butterfly]

✦ Continuing from (x) for: @holycircle✦

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It's true. She's not actually okay, but she needed to be. Otherwise, she'll fall apart and that's not something she needed right now. She couldn't risk falling apart now. Not when she came this far. She guessed her fiddling with the ends of her coat or the sounds of her struggling breathing could be one sign. Or her gaze darting around, never really settling on anything exactly.

The gentle touch of his shoulder to her shoulder startled her back to reality. Away from the mess of her mind to what's going on. The words that rolled off her tongue being more of a blurted thing than anything else. And yet she didn't move from his touch or brush his hand away. Instead, she paid little mind to it. It a brief thing that's lost in the sea of things happening right now.

❝Yeah, I guess you're right about that.❞ A small nod from her, agreeing to what he has to say. True, she's not alone here. She's not dealing with this right now. ❝Thank you though. I am sorry for burdening you like this.❞

[jasonsloan]

Thanks to everyone that came out last night. Incredible night of music. Next up Belgium. Antwerp, see you soon with @tillyelectronics and @isla.ola. Photos by @seandack and @terence.hannum . . #lavenir #holycircle #ghostcop #darkwave #postpunk #synthpunk #gothgaze #shoegaze #minimalwave #darkbaltimore #rituals #electronicmusic https://www.instagram.com/p/B8oxmq1nnXL/?igshid=xgok4xratiu

[sagaciousmyanmartraveltours-blog]

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[lostprofiles]

THE HOLY CIRCLE debut track from the forthcoming full-length (ANNIHILVS) featured at CLRVYNT:

“Baltimore dream-pop trio the Holy Circle use their combined talents to create scary, exciting music. The band is comprised of Terence Hannum (Locrian), as well as his wife, Erica Burgner-Hannum of Unlucky Atlas, and Nathan Jurgenson. All three of their combined perspectives make for a take on the genre that's darkly enthralling. Today, they're premiering "Paris," the first track off their upcoming self-titled record. Basslines and acidic synthesizers wash together beautifully, Burgner-Hannum's voice adding another rich texture to the music. The instrumentation and singing collide, generating a fatally beautiful cacophony of synth.” Read More: The Holy Circle's 'Paris' Is a Moveable Synthgaze Feast | http://clrvynt.com/the-holy-circle-paris/?trackback=tsmclip Visit Us at The Holy Circle's 'Paris' Is a Moveable Synthgaze Feast

[torakyo]

mini tag dump

kyodai . holycircle . 永遠の兄弟

[ertuncsali]

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To the left Linocut printwork 2019 The holiness in the plant is so damn high. Smoke it, eat it, consume it... but never forget to share it! The holiness is in sharing. Enjoy the video and DM me for the print. ------------------- Camera/Video editing credits: Samir Karahasan Music: Sali (from jamming with Samir Karahasan) ------------------ #art #artist #expressionism #expressionist #legalizeIt #Touch #Michelangelo #AdamandGod #Print #Linocut #Printwork #Printingisfun #PassIt #HolyCircle #Holyplant #Contemporaryart #contemporaryprint #contemporaryartist #contemporarydrawing #dailyart #artoftheday #golden #gold #CMYK #SmokeIt #Video #HowToPrint #Skopje #streetart #artistoninstagram #instaprinting #instaart #myartwork #myart #visualart https://www.instagram.com/p/BtbWE4an_of/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1n85zhc8hpyjt

[lpmissy]

Credit to @weareholywaters : Dear #holycircle, We have some really exciting news! @ciaranmcauley will be debuting our brand new single “Little White Lies” at @dreamstateusa! Who’s going to be there? . . . . . . . . #holywaters #holycircle #trance #trancemusic #trancefamily #dreamstatesocal #dreamstate #littlewhitelies #newmusic (at Waverly, Maryland) https://www.instagram.com/p/BqLtR-5ghZf/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=rl8hovfaxhzp

[maivalentine]

“this is my toll catpost” @holycircle

[gaainsborough]

shadow of the colossus, ico

never played | want to play | terrible | boring | okay | good | great | a favorite

FOR BOTH!! I own both of them actually (I got some kind of game bundle that has both of them) but I haven’t played them yet ;;;;

[ancsthctist-archived]

" well, they do say opposites attract... " from majima :3

//. @holycircle​ // grumpy-sunshine // majima

     Time away from Kamurocho was time well-spent, especially if it meant time spent with Majima, an occurrence so rare it was all but met with child-like glee every time it happened. Majima’s fingers curled around his own were comfortably warm, and he doesn’t mind that he’s a couple steps ahead, almost pulling him along the cool grass fields of their current stay--far away from the major cities. Wearing one of Majima’s shirts, Reijiro is content to consign himself to laziness as warranted, allowing their grips to loosen and depart as he stops while Majima continues in the trek, taking a moment to look westward to his left to gaze upon the horizon, the sun beginning its gradual descent into the far-off ocean and turning the sky a warm glow of orange and pink.

     ❝ It is true, magnetically at least, ❞ the tea is the right temperature when he eventually settles, having sprinted effortlessly across the gently swaying grass to catch up with his partner. Their home away from home is clean, almost to a painful degree with each and every detail analyzed and corrected by himself. The habits he adopted as a doctor, he accidentally brought home with him--blood replaced by dust and dirt. A nice change; Reijiro enjoyed keeping a clean house. He takes a sip and closes his eyes in a slow, delayed blink. Such a warm, subtle flavor. He savors it for a moment before taking Majima’s beer bottle and pouring a brief splash into his cup with the rest of his tea.

     ❝ I don’t think we’re all that opposing though, ❞ he takes his spoon and stirs the beer into the tea. He pays Majima a glance before taking a sip, ❝ In fact, I think we’re very similar. In a lot of ways. We’re opposing in ways that allow us to interlock together, and the rest of us gel together like an agreeable adhesive. The key difference--other than the obvious; you like to fight, I don’t--is that you have a much harder time letting yourself show. And that’s okay. ❞ It’s not often at all that Reijiro gets this deeply personal in his dialogue. If anything, he typically leaves these topics for Majima to come to him on when he’s ready, no matter how rare or unlikely such a scenario seemed. He sips his beer tea. The sip becomes a full guzzle until his cup is empty. When he’s done, he pushes the tea away, setting the spoon across the saucer.

     ❝ You’re a much kinder, gentler person than you give yourself credit for; than you allow yourself to be. I love you the way you are. I’ve always loved you, no matter what mask you chose to wear. Even before you adopted madness as your sword and shield both, there was always this... air about you that drew me to you. I cherish every time I manage to coax that part of you out of his shell. ❞ He leans close, brushing his lips against Majima’s, the tip of his nose nuzzling. He smiles against Majima’s lips, and he speaks again, his whisper gradually interrupted by quiet laughter, ❝ Although, I do like the idea of people thinking I have some kind of control over the Mad Dog of Shimano... it makes them fearful of me and they leave me alone while I'm out doing errands. ❞

[golden-butterfly]

“ you can cry if needed. ” from majima.

Prompt─!

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Tears prickled at the edge of Makoto’s eyes, ready to fall, though she desperately tried to keep it back. The small quiver in her lips could easily be seen. Oh, how much she hated to be an emotional mess, ready to cry at any given moment. Although she grew to accept that crying is not weakness, she still didn’t want to be vulnerable all the time. She made a promise to be strong and that’s a promise she’s going to keep on making.

❝It’s.....it’s okay. I don’t want to be too much of a burden.❞

[phantombs]

holycircle​:

forgotten in others,  perhaps,  an old and ancient text.  evolved since then,  indeed.  rewritten definitions and shifting tides  -  much like the once green hills now fields of uniform white.  even bloody things can disappear in the sheer amount.  ‘  forgotten not by me,  of course not.  t’would be many moons more before i ever forget.  but remembering is not the same as living.  ’  none have lived the history of ishgard quite like him.  fingertips fiddle with the edges of leather binding.  ‘  you need not my permission,  simply a suggestion .  do as you wish,  of course.  ’

Do as you wish? "I always do. Like you. Like you now, so busy now with your living, is that it?" Satgat prods, body shambling where they sit, calm, shaded by the buildings in their marble stone. Huh. And is it that what they owe you? Your memories? Did they slight you that bad? They sit there fingering their age-worn novel, pages frequebtly turned, but forget those chapters: Cường finds he'd rather, much rather, rifle through theirs. He's a pest. He reaches out, palm meeting the table, and studied that confusing script. "You read books all day. What could you possibly know about living, anyway?" Everyone's a critic!

[lockescoles]

For the videogame asks: F, Q, S

Thank you :D

F - Biggest Let down ?

Nothing comes to my mind… I guess I almost only play games I’m sure to like xD

Q - Any Guilty Pleasure Games?

I don’t have a guilty pleasure game, but my guilty pleasure when it comes to videogames is that, when I really love a game, I buy every version of it (Playstation, PC, gameboy, etc.) :P

S - Most overrated game?

I really love it, but I think Final Fantasy VII is overrated. The story and the characters are great, but I think there are better Final Fantasy games than this one. 

Videogame Asks