#kt score

[keep-calm-and-carry-me]

"Great rivalries don't have to be built on hatred. They're built on respect, on a respect for excellence."

-Mike Krzyzewski-

It all started with a jungler but it will end with a midlaner.

#T1win

#T1Hwaiting

#T1Fighting

[lgbtqreads]

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[granitxhka]

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[academiaipromise]

blake neely really is casually holding tv score industry together like i know he has his little basement where he recreates variations of the same four chords and hope you do not recognize it and i love him for it

[vangogh-vanhoe]

Local woman one away from perfect on rhythm game level 12 times in a row. 2 dead 7 injured

[shandian-go]

Deft's story is amazing! Seeing his face crumple after hugging a crying Keria was heartbreaking, especially after that interview where Keria said that when DRX separated, they all promised to meet each other in a bigger stage...

It really was an incredible and emotional journey ;A; I first started cheering for him in 2016 during his EDG days and the fact that he had to defeat so many of his old teammates at every stage is a knife to the heart;;; Plus in the finals he had to face off against both his closest friend (Keria) and also his high school classmate slash the greatest player of all time (Faker) and the entire thing honestly felt like the plot of an anime come to life 🥺🥺

[parvumchao]

TAGS, PART FOUR - PRIMARY OCs

[maxsimagination]

𝗸𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗲 𝗺𝗰𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗱 - 𝗸.𝗺𝗰𝗰𝗮𝗯𝗲

summary: chelsea vs arsenal is the biggest game of the super league as katie and yn go head to head for their clubs.

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𝗜𝗧 𝗪𝗔𝗦 𝗚𝗔𝗠𝗘 𝗗𝗔𝗬, chelsea vs arsenal.

"kt, you ready?"

me and katie had been together since i moved to london, we met at a bar and exchanged numbers (as all good love stories go).

"ready for me to crush you today?”

“hell yea." katie grinned as she rounded the corner of our shared apartment.

it was only after we had gone on a few dates and gotten to know each other that we figured out that we both played football. katie had been so excited until i told her that i had just signed for chelsea

"you could never beat me, mccabe." the irish woman was a gunner, through and through. it was our inside joke, me with chelsea and katie with arsenal. "how dare you, i'll show you." katie advanced towards me and i giggled as she tackled me onto the bed. "katie-"

she knew very well that i was ticklish and used it to her advantage. "katie, stop, we have to get you to training." i was still laughing from her hands on my sides, even after she stopped. i was dressed in my chelsea training kit, bag packed by the door.

"katie you're not even dressed!" once i stood up properly i realised that she hadn't even changed from her pyjamas. she just grinned at me, unmoving, her eyes following my movements. "you're so hot when you get mad." i smirked at katie's horniness, for lack of better term.

i walked over to her and put my arms around her neck, our lips are almost touching. her arms immediately went to my waist, pulling me impossibly closer. i moved my head to the side and started peppering kisses down the side of her neck to just below her ear.

katie tilted her head to the side to give me more access. i pulled away then and whispered, "and you're hot when you do what i say." before leaving her embrace and dancing away before she could get me. the look on her face was priceless, she was shocked and turned on at the same time.

"you can't do that." she tried to reason while making an attempt to trap me in her arms again. i ran off to the closet and picked out her training gear before exiting again.

"you can have me back when you get dressed." i tossed the clothes at her and laughed when katie pouted. she got dressed then, and we grabbed our kit bags then headed out to the car. i usually drop her off at training before a game then head back to where i need to go before the game. in this case, the chelsea training facility.

it wasn't that far from our apartment and her teammates always met us out the front. i pulled in and there was cait, steph, vivianne and leah waiting out the front. "sorry she's late, we got caught up." i yelled out to them with a wink. they all laughed and katie went a dark shade of pink.

"pick you up after the game." we gave each other a quick peck goodbye, then i pulled out and went to chelsea.

——

i was in the chelsea changing rooms with the team, standing next to sam and guro. magda was giving us all a pep talk, or at least trying to. the girls were ready for the game but they were nervous and you could tell. arsenal had always been our biggest competitor in the super league, save for barça in the champions league.

when she finished her captains speech, emma jumped in and hyped us all up, saying how good we were and that we got this. i was pumped and so ready to run out on that field.

we went to line up in the tunnel, this was always my favourite bit in games, especially against arsenal. i was alongside katie in the tunnel, just like i knew i would be. we grinned at each other and she reached out to hold my hand for a second before we walked out.

——

it was half time, and we were up 2-1 to arsenal. sam had scored the first goal, stealing it back when maanum missed a shot on goal. she had raced it up the field and somehow got past katie before slamming it in the net. i high-fived her before checking on katie.

then katie had evened the score with a kick from the corner that had miraculously bounced into the back of our net. i wasn't happy about the score but i was ecstatic for my girlfriend. she streamed down the field and stood in front of the arsenal crowd, who were going ballistic.

after her team had had their moment with her and we reset play, i sent her a wink and she grinned back at me. it was chelsea's ball then and guro had gotten it close to arsenal's goal, before magda kicked it over our heads and i jumped up for a header which sent the ball into the net. our fans went wild and both sam and guro ran over to me, guro jumping on my back.

now we were in the second half and arsenal were desperate to even the score. emma had subbed lauren james onto the field then and play started. lj was immediately on the ball and she ran it up the field, but then came katie. she was shoulder to shoulder with lauren and swiping her feet in with lauren's to get the ball.

her cleats must've scraped lauren's leg because she went down and clutched her leg, the ball rolling away slowly. i jogged over, seeing the ref talking with katie. i knew my girlfriend had set the record of 7 yellow cards in a season and i was anticipating another one. i had stood myself behind katie, close enough so i could hold her hand, but discreetly.

just as i thought, the ref held up a yellow card and wrote her name on it. katie walked away, turning into me. i walked a few steps with her, leaning in to whisper, "that's hot." before i jogged back to my position. lauren was deemed okay by the medics and she jogged over to where she had to be. play continued, but arsenal couldn't manage another goal. the final whistle was blown and the score stayed unchanged. 1-2 for chelsea.

i hugged my team, especially sam and guro, but my focus stayed on katie. i knew how much matches like this meant to her. she would be gutted but she would still find it in her to congratulate me, and that's what i loved about her. i walked over to where the arsenal team was.

most of them were hugging or sitting down but i found katie just lying on the grass. i went to her and lay down next to her. she turned to me with a smile. "i'm so proud of you."

i smiled back at her. "thank you katie. although i do think your new name should be katie mccard, with all those yellow cards you're collecting." she broke out into laughter and i was happy i could still make her laugh even after a loss.

[lowerach]

californium. 2016 rox.

after winning the 2016 summer split, the tigers marched into worlds with one goal: the summoner's cup.

as fate would have it, they would run into skt t1, the defending world champions that beat their very team in the finals the year before. with a nearly-unchanged roster, it was also the first time a winning team made it back to the championship the following year - but rox had largely stayed the same, too, the exception being the addition of their young, star jungler peanut, and they were ready to settle the score, once and for all.

support mf?

the arrow! look at the arrow!

- so bengi has to play the nidalee.

it's up to smeb to try to save the game...!

faker, with just a ghost, gets away with it!

rox lost 2-3 in what many call the greatest bo5 to have ever been played. shortly following worlds 2016, the entire team went their separate ways, with smeb leaving for the kt superteam, kuro heading for afreeca freecs, and the ever-together pray-gorilla botlane making their way to longzhu. peanut, their young star jungler, would go on to join skt t1, the very team that ended their worlds run.

there will never be another team like the rox tigers.

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[kitseldust]

Wings and Dust

OKAY so this is the first completed snzfic i've ever written. The guys in the story - my oc's - are called Niko and Nessie (i will post them more) and i cant stop thinking abt them at all like. im obsessed

NSFW STORY BTW. LIKE PENISES INVOLVED

TW: MENTIONS OF SA BUT IT DOESNT ACTUALLY HAPPEN

MINORS FUCK OFF

⁂—

“Here darl, I’ll buy you another drink” The man winked, moving away from the table to approach the bar. Nessie stretched out, a smile on his face. He loved when people bought him drinks: a perfect way for fans to show their appreciation. He watched as the guy slowly walked back with their drinks when he felt someone grab his arm. He looked around suddenly to see none other than Niko signalling for him to move. Nessie complied.

“Niko, what the fuck? I was scoring a free drink!”

“There’s no such thing as a free lunch.” Niko said, dragging Nessie down a back corridor. Nessie noticed his wings were pressed flat against his head, something Nessie had learned to be an indicator of anxiety. Something was wrong.

“What does that even mean?” Nessie asked, pulling his hand free from Niko’s grip.

“That guy you were talking to. He put something in your drink.” Niko explained, grabbing Nessie’s shoulders and turning the white-haired man to look at him.

“Like what?” Nessie questioned as Niko removed his hands and kept walking. Nessie ran a bit to catch up. “A flavour enhancer? I don’t get it.”

“I admire how even though you’ve been through the worst, you can keep some sense on naivety. He put a drug in your drink.”

“Aren’t drugs meant to be fun?”

“Not this one, Ness. This type of drug makes you fall asleep. With your sleeping body he probably would’ve tried to rape you.”

“WHAT!?” Nessie shouted loud enough for Niko to flinch.

“The world out here isn’t sunshine and rainbows, Ness.”

“Wait…so that’s why Navia asks me to watch her drink? You’re telling me this is common?”

“Sadly so. We need to leave so he doesn’t find yo-“ Niko began, when he was interrupted by a loud shout.

“NESSIE! Where are you? I got your drink!”

Niko clapped a hand to his mouth, pulling Nessie through the nearest doorway into an old janitor’s closet.

“Shit. This is not good. I thought he’d just leave it.” Niko whispered as he attempted to make himself comfortable in the cramped space. He sat himself down on what he assumed was a bucket, brushing a layer of dust off of it before moving Nessie onto his lap so they could both sit. The space was so small that even though both men were facing each other, both of their backs could hit the wall. Nessie clung onto Niko, who was listening for any more noise. Nessie’s nose twitched, trying to ignore the itch that had begun to prickle.

“Ugh, that slut!” An agitated voice growled, scarily close to their closet. Niko heard the sound of smashing glass-he presumed the guy had thrown it against the wall. “Did you see him anywhere?” The voice continued, aimed at someone else who had entered the corridor.

“I’m sure I saw your white boy run off with someone else.”

“And where did they go!?”

“Down here somewhere…” The other voice replied. Nessie registered they were still talking about something or other, but the itch in his nose was beginning to become unbearable.

“Fuck…” He murmured into Niko’s ear, curling his head into his roommate’s shoulder.

“Are you okay?” Niko whispered quietly.

“hh.. It’s so… hih… so dusty in hhere…” Nessie explained, unable to control the hitching of his breath.

“Shit shit shit…” Nessie heard Niko breathe. “They’re literally right outside the door.”

“I fuhhh.hih..fucking know!” Nessie whisper-shouted.

“Can you hold it back?” Niko asked, moving his hand to grip Nessie’s hair.

“I don’t know…”

Niko sighed. "Just try, okay?" He felt Nessie nod his head against his shoulder.

And then he felt Nessie's head bob. Once, twice, 3 times...

"ngt! h'ngt! kt!"

He curled his hand into him even harder, pushing the white-haired man further into his shoulder. Fuck. He knew that once Nessie started, he wouldn't be able to stop. This was not good.

Nessie removed his head from Niko's shoulder and looked up at the winged man. "Sorry..." He whispered.

"Don't worry. I know you can't help it." Niko breathed. He hoped Nessie wouldn't notice the growing bulge in his pants. He felt Nessie smile (granted, he couldn't see anything, but it was an educated guess) as he guided the younger man's head back onto his shoulder, stroking his hair as he heard Nessie trying to regulate his breathing. Probably trying to stave off another sneezing fit. Niko heard scuffling behind the door, footsteps getting eerily close to the closet.

“Well, your lead was a dead end, huh?” The voice from earlier jeered, leaning against the closet door with a thump!

“I could’ve sworn they went this way!” The other voice repeated. Niko felt Nessie’s breath hitch again. No, not now. Anytime but now.

“Nhhh… Niko I’m.. heh.. hih… I’m gonna snehheeze again… Whhh.. What do I do?” Nessie hitched against his neck. Niko’s breath caught in his throat, both at the adrenaline of avoiding those fucking creeps and also by the intimate position he and Nessie were in. He felt Nessie’s hands grab onto his back as the white-haired man tried to press up against Niko as hard as he could: Presumably using the winged man’s body to muffle any noise, but had the effect of pushing against Niko’s growing arousal. He pinched his mouth shut as to not let out a noise of his own as he felt Nessie’s breath on his neck. This time, the stifling was less successful, and Niko couldn’t help but freeze up, a hand over his mouth.

“ ngt-kt! H’AKch! K’Shu! Heh..hih…HIK’tch-chh-kSHu! Heh’ikShU! Hek’tchu! K’shh-h’shu! T’schUu… k’Tch!”

“What was that?” One of the voices asked, removing his back from the door. Niko continued stroking Nessie’s hair, in an attempt to convey everything was alright.

“What was what?” The other voice asked.

“There was a noise…”

“Tinnitus? Or did the demons get you again, Joseph?”

“I’m going to kill you.” Growled the first voice — who was now identified as belonging to a Joseph. The guy who tried spiking Nessie.

“Ha! You wish! Should we just cut our losses and go home? Maybe get a pretty girl to join us tonight?”

Niko felt the door vibrate as if someone had just kicked it. Nessie shifted uncomfortably against him, only putting more pressure on the thing Niko was trying so hard to hide.

“I’m determined to get that one. Did you see him? Prime real estate!”

“Yeah, sure, whatever. We won’t be able to find him by just standing around, Joe.” The other voice muttered.

“You’re right. Let’s go. Maybe he’s dancing?”

“Sure”

Niko waited with bated breath until the footsteps faded out until he spoke.

“Nessie, we’re clear.” He mumbled. The white haired man inhaled a large hitching breath before all Niko could feel was Nessie sneezing onto his neck.

“H’eshu! H’kssh-kshh-tschu! Hih-tchu! K’chih! h’KTchu! hK’SHU-t’Schu! Hh… Hek’chht! tSSCh-K’chu!”

Niko sat there, open-mouthed, feeling every expulsion of air, every drop of saliva that managed to escape Nessie’s mouth. His hips bucked up involuntarily seeking further friction. Niko gasped as Nessie moved his face from his shoulder.

“Niko… are you… fhhuck!” Nessie began, making Niko flush red.

“Hehh..! hK’SHU! tSSCh-K’chu!Hih-tchu! Hek’tchu! K’shh-h’shu! hK’SHiu-t’tcchu! tshuu! Hk’tchh! Ak’ptsch! P’kshh-tshh-chht!”

This time, Nessie tilted his head down to sneeze freely onto his shirt, unable to move his head to the side or cover in time. Niko could barely help himself as he began stroking Nessie’s face.

“Jesus fuck, Ness…” Niko mumbled, more to himself than Nessie.

“I can feel you poking me.” Nessie sniffed, moving his hand to rub at his poor nose. Niko sighed.

“Sorry.”

“Don’t be.” Nessie assured him, bringing his face closer to Niko’s to bring him in for a kiss. Niko let out a small noise of surprise before returning the favour, clashing his lips against Nessie’s.

“Did the locked-in-a-closet scenario turn you on that much?” Nessie breathed, sniffing again.

“Well…” Niko started. His eyes had adjusted enough to the dark to see Nessie’s nose had begun to twitch again. The younger man had his face tilted to the ceiling as he hitched once, twice, then nothing. Nessie let out a frustrated groan as he rubbed his nose again.

“Stuck?” Niko asked. Nessie nodded, breathing heavily. Niko moved his hands to stroke Nessie’s cheek. “I have an idea.” He continued.

“Phh..please…” Nessie stuttered through hitching breaths. Niko tilted his head to the side, spreading his wings just enough to run against Nessie’s face.

“Ihh.. It’s nohht working,” Nessie mumbled. “Juhhst use one feather, mehh… hih… maybe?”

Niko hummed in appreciation, moving his hand to find a loose feather he could pluck. He yanked on one, quickly followed by a sneeze of his own: something that would inevitably happen every time he plucked a feather.

“Akk’TSCHIU! H’AKSHU! Ha, look, now I’m sneezing too.” he chuckled. He moved the feather closer to Nessie’s face, moving it against the underside of his nose.

“Fhh..fuck, Niko…” Nessie hitched helplessly. Niko then moved the feather into one of Nessie’s nostrils, swirling it around the spluttering man’s nose until Nessie practically pushed him off.

“hh.. hih… hih’hih’EKK’tshiew! tSSCh-K’chu! H’kssh-kshh-p’schh! P’chtt! T’KsHIEW! h’KTchu! hK’SHU-t’Schu! K’chih! Ptch’KSHU! Chht-ktchuu! Ts’chiuu!”

Nessie gripped onto Niko’s shoulders, sniffling and trying to catch his breath as Niko grabbed his face and pulled him into another hungry kiss.

“Fuck, you’re just so hot…” He murmured. Nessie’s head snapped back as he looked at Niko, eyes wide.

“Ohhh…” Nessie sighed.

“What?” The winged man asked.

“You’re horny for my sneezing…” Nessie continued, a large grin spreading across his face. Niko looked down awkwardly, just for Nessie to grab his chin and force him to look back up. “Don’t worry. I like it.” He said, capturing Niko’s lips in another desperate kiss. His tongue was exploring Niko’s mouth, and he rutted forwards to apply friction to their blatant arousal. When Nessie started to hitch again, he flashed another toothy grin at Niko, who looked at his roommate, transfixed. He was allowed to look. He saw Nessie’s chest rise and fall, still grinding his hips against Niko’s. He saw his eyes start to turn bleary. It was too dark to pinpoint exact expressions, but he could just imagine the tears welling in Nessie’s eyes, the way his mouth dropped slightly open…

“Hih..hh.h’KTchu! hK’SHU! Hek’tchu! K’shh-h’shu! EKK’tshiew! tshuu! Hk’tchh! Shit…”

Niko let out a small moan, bringing Nessie’s lips to meet his again. His arms trailing down Nessie’s clothes, desperately grabbing onto whatever was there. Once he reached Nessie’s waistband, he paused, waiting for confirmation. Nessie gasped a small “Please…” and that was all Niko needed to free the white-haired man’s cock. It was already hard, leaking precum. Niko thumbed the head and Nessie moaned into his mouth. He broke the kiss to move his hand up and spit on it, bringing it back down to stroke Nessie. Nessie decided to return the favour, enthusiastically plunging his hand down into Niko’s pants. Niko let out a yelp of surprise as his dick hit the cool air, and Nessie let out a small giggle in return. At first, Niko kept a steady pace while stroking Nessie’s cock, making sure to relish the shudders and noises Nessie made. Every breath Nessie took could’ve been a hitch of breath or a moan of pleasure, and although Niko couldn’t tell which, it only made him more aroused. Nessie’s hand was surprisingly soft as it glided over his own dick, trying to match the rhythm Niko had set. It felt exhilarating. He was becoming more and more undone with every movement of Nessie’s hand, unable to control the small noises leaving his mouth while also focusing on keeping a hand on Nessie’s cock at the same time. This man was unravelling him, waves of pleasure coursing through his body as he felt Nessie’s lips on his again, moving against each other as if they were made to be connected. Tongues exploring mouths, slick sounds and pants filling the air. And then, without warning, Nessie broke the kiss with a small

“H’IKKshu! Chh’Hih’SHU!”

They were so sudden that Nessie couldn’t move his head in time, sneezing all over Niko. And that was all it took for the winged man to spill out over Nessie’s hand with a sharp cry, desperately trying to keep pumping Nessie’s cock as he rode his high. Nessie stroked him through, murmuring presumably words of encouragement. It was hardly a minute later that Nessie himself came; head buried in Niko’s shoulder again.

“Holy shit.” Niko gasped.

“Holy shit indeed. I never expected you to be this deranged.” Nessie added on, rubbing his nose.

“Thanks Nessie. Really helping my self-esteem here.”

Nessie laughed, trying to shove his pants back on while avoiding the wet spots. Niko felt himself go red.

“You can uh… Tie my jacket around your waist too. We need to go home and clean up.” Niko mumbled, stroking Nessie’s hair.

“Yeah. That we do.” The white-haired man laughed, enveloping Niko’s lips with his own again. “I can’t wait to get out of this dusty ass closet.”  Niko pretended he didn’t notice how red Nessie’s nose had gotten once they opened the door, or the way Nessie was still diligently rubbing it with the same hand that had just stroked him to completion.

[cowboyb1ues]

hellooo, i loved your unhinged insta with kt and i was wondering if i could request unhinged insta with martin odegaard?

anyways have a great day/night and you’re gorgeous 💕💕

so. i got this ages ago and i finally felt a tiny bit of motivation to make it! Unfortunately it's not as unhinged as my other ones, but i quite like it none the less, and i hope that you will to :)

None of these photos are mine!! all of them were found on pinterest!!

Martin Odegaard x fem!reader

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[kujakumai]

There's that character chart that goes around stating that Bakura was rated by KT as "crazy," moreso than even characters like Yami Bakura and Pegasus, but iirc (and someone can correct me if wrong) the word on that original chart in Japanese was not literally "crazy." It was denpa, which literally means "electromagnetic wave" but is a term used to describe people who believe delusions, conspiracy theories, the paranormal, or are otherwise disconnected from reality and the people around them. Which I guess you can translate as "Crazy" but imo those are very specific and important connotations!

That chart is not generically calling Bakura "crazy" (which is a weird thing to have on a chart at all, but let's put ableism aside for a moment). It is stating that Ryou Bakura is far more actively disconnected from reality than Yami Bakura, Pegasus, Kaiba, or anyone else. Those characters might kill or endanger people, but they know what they're doing and have a firm grasp of what's real and what isn't. Bakura, per this chart, even though his behavior is far less extreme, does not.

Which is just like...true. Yeah. He writes letters to dead people and expects them to answer. "Disconnected from reality" is one of Bakura's major character traits. Nothing about that 5/ score is shocking.

[odeliba]

YALL I AM ACTUALLY A FORTUNE TELLER WHEN IT COMES TO KAI AND LEO I SWEAR. I HAVE NEVER NEEDED PEOPLE TO TRSUT ME MORE AND MNOW IM NOT LYING BEFORE. ABOUT A MINUTE PRIOR TO LEO SUBBING IN, I TURNED TO MY DAD AND SAID "They should bring Trossard in soon" AND THEN HE CAME IN. THEN ABOUT A MINUTE BEFORE HE SCORED, I WAS MANIFESTING A LEO GOAL. AND HE SCORED. AND EVERYTIMR IN THE PAST LIKE FICE OR MORE GAMES THEYVE PLAYED, I MANIFEST A KAI OR LEO GOAL AND THEN THEY GET KT WITHIN THE NEXT FEE MINUTES

[lgbtqreads]

Hi do you have any recs for mlm sports books that are not overly sexual or too graphic? Any sport is great!

I don't know what your standard is, and I admittedly haven't read most of these, but here are a whole bunch of mlm sports books - a quick check of reviews will probably tell you how sexual they are, or you can always stick to the YA!

The Long Run by James Acker (High School Track and Field)

Gravity by Tal Bauer (Pro Hockey)

The Rest of the Story by Tal Bauer (Pro Hockey)

The Team by Tal Bauer (Football)

Understatement of the Year by Sarina Bowen (College Hockey)

Him by Sarina Bowen and Elle Kennedy (College Hockey)

Unwritten Rules by KD Casey (Baseball)

Playing for Keeps by Avery Cockburn + (Soccer)

Level Hands by AJ Cousins (College Rowing)(Amz)

Love Me Like a Rock by AJ Cousins (NA)(Amz)

Rush by Nyrae Dawn (College Football)

Luchador by Erin Finnegan

The Passing Playbook by Isaac Fitzsimons – T (High School Soccer)

Scoring Chances by Avon Gale – B (Hockey)

Hat Trick by Avon Gale and Piper Vaughn (Hockey)

*The Keystone Combination by KT Hoffman – T

Rocking the Boat by Christopher Koehler (College Rowing)

Double Up by Vanessa North (Wakeboarding)

Seduction on the Slopes by Tamsen Parker (Skiing)

Relay by Layla Reyne (Swimming) (Amz)

Out of Bounds by A.J. Truman (College Basketball)

Running with Lions by Julian Winters (High School Soccer)

The Master Will Appear by L.A. Witt (Fencing)

[academiaipromise]

…the grammys are a joke because justin hurwitz should be on this list for babylon and i know exactly which blatant sneak it should replace like…are you kidding me????

[joshuaboakley]

Thief Film Cue Music by Tangerine Dream

https://www.youtube.com/watch/kt-HKqXYNao Thief Film Cue Music by Tangerine Dream This is a mix of a (nearly) complete Tangerine Dream score for the 1981 Michael Mann film Thief, which was very different from the music released on the official soundtrack album in 1981. That album was missing many music cues heard in the film, and included music not heard in the film. This soundtrack includes…