#swinging utters

[myvinylplaylist]

Vans Warped Tour 2001 Tour Compilation (2001)

Side One Dummy

[punkrockmixtapes]

Swingin Utters - Angels Pissing on Your Head

[columboscreens]

[alvallah]

Is it seasonal depression, my period, or ADHD?

[a-scary-lack-of-common-sense]

Making angst for a silly goofy fandom like tf2 is so hard because they've never been put into serious situations so everytime I write something is like:

[lubdubology]

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[theboost]

Truly cannot buy any read of true detective where rust and marty genuinely like each other in 1995. Buddies in 2002? sure. Exploring each other’s prostates in 2012? Why not. But in 1995? No way.

[all-thestories-aretrue]

Holy fuck y'all i should NOT be awake 😭

[horseforeplay]

everyone is always shitting on ari aster for the “state of horror movies” which is more of an economic problem than anything else (and i speculate that he may be scapegoated because he seems kinda bully-able as a person. i feared for his life seeing him “in conversation” with the safdie brothers on the criterion channel) but i have also enjoyed everything he’s made at least a little or it pissed me off in productive ways. i propose, if we must hate on modern horror, and we must blame one man, we should focus our energies on robert eggers

[tough-n-dumb]

i get the urge to delete my entire ao3 acct and all my writing daily. anyone else lol

[punkrockmixtapes]

Swingin’ Utters - The Note

[utterhomestucktrash]

What’s the sexiest fruit, you can’t say pomegranate

U knew I was gonna answer like this right ??? Leagues and above 🙏🏻🙏🏻

[gorgongorgeous]

EXPLICIT / ~6.3k words

If Basquiat’s expression flickers, Astarion does not notice. In fact, he doesn’t seem to notice any change in them at all. He laughs bright and smooth, as though he had not shifted their conversation in the first place. “I am,” he says. “It’s hard not to with you.” A little of the predator has left the elf’s eye, and now his look is almost fond. As though there’s genuine care lurking underneath the whole facade. The threat of honesty would be insulting if it wasn’t so fucking tempting.

Or: Basquiat catches on quicker than they should have, but resigns to play the game a little longer.

(aka i'm going to post the most self-indulgent filth i have ever written and sprint in the other direction)

[moonspower]

is this how you people wanna treat him a week before his birthday ? is it.

[goblinontour]

save a horse, ride a…? x

[horsemage]

I know I shouldn’t be so stuck on it but I just can’t stop thinking about those two or three weeks in October/November. I know exactly what the tipping point was and precisely when it happened but I have no idea how it got so bad that that became the tipping point.