#that album is INCREDIBLE
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The Amazing Devil decided to create a song so heartbreakingly romantic, displaying a type relationship rarely portrayed and they decided to add a goddam “that’s what she said” joke
#listening to all of their albums again#fair is arguably their best song#it’s just so#AAAAAAAAAA#it makes me want to rip my hair out#I need to ingest the horror and the wild#that album is incredible#best#amazing#spectacular#the amazing devil#the worst part is the joke fits so well that if you took it out of the song#the song would go from 10/10 to an 8/10#instantly#madeleine hyland#joey batey
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i need to get so high that i can feel my soul being ripped from my body.
#whats that sb song?#the number you have dialed is not in service. off their 2022 album#with all this water in my neck im bout to drip until i drown. all these drugs up in my nose i taste the drip that shit so sour#the shadow ppl watching me from the corner are also mad that j cant find my lighter#UGH#ok bye. listen to long term effects of suffering PLEASE#that album is incredible
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quite funny
#drew these while listening to vessel#such an incredible album i cant believe ive been sleeping on it#pressure#pressure roblox#pressure fanart#sebastian solace#pressure sebastian#p.ai.nter#p.ai.nter pressure#my art#roblox art#roblox
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Detective Wally on the Case!
Huzzah! (My new favourite word currently! Hehe) I have returned once more to share my doodle... of Wally... In a trench coat!!! I Love anything Pinstriped I wish my hands weren't so wobbly but there you have it! OH! And Ditto and Applelin are so Lovely <:O( I need so much merch of them.. PLEASE!!
#welcome home#wally darling#welcome home arg#welcome home fanart#wally darling fanart#wally welcome home#my art#OOH!#Also I have seen two Things!#That have made me incredibly Happy!#one...#Will Wood remaking The Normal Album?!?!#AAHH!!!#and Two!#The Uzumaki trailer and release date!#eek!!!#I'm so excited!!#anywho I'm rambling#I am not sure if this counts as eyestrain#but I will put it just in case#I apologise if it is not!#eye strain#??#scopophobia
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SUHO - 1 to 3 (2024)
#kim junmyeon#suho#exo#smsource#exoedit#kpopccc#kpopedit#suho's artistry is truly such an incredible thing#i cant believe we only have one gifset for this mv#i had to change that#anyways this album is incredible i luv him sm#voidlilagifs#*gifs#mine
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#it’s been a hot minute since i made some gifs#and i couldn’t not gif the hell out of this interview with alex in all his tbhc era glory#i also love the second gif because you can *see* him trying to transfer his thoughts into words 🥺#i love him so muchhhhhh 😩#what i wouldn’t give for even just a two minute little window into his mind#i’ll never be over how incredible this album is and it’s so lovely to see him talking about it so enthusiastically 💗#alex turner#tbhc era#arctic monkeys#my gifs#lulu posts
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lunacy! lunacy! lunacy! lunacy!
#ULTRAKILL#filth#ultratober#used both the album covers for The Seer and We Rose From Your Bed(...) by Swans for references on this one#<- never mentioned I got to see them live recently (and met Gira briefly to get my copy of The Knot signed) fucking incredible performance
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"They sat back, laughing at the wounded city, each breath sucking in ashes and fumes. Oh, it bled alright, dryer than Moore County. All expatriate flames hurrying to found new nations of blinding dust. But the two of them, they just squinted at that pipe-cleaner skyline. And it burned hotter in their oil slick pupils. Knowing that they were paid to remember the past, he blew out a hot breath and said, 'Burn it all.'"
#happy birthday to one of the most special incredible perfect albums of alllllll time <3333 i love you forever srar#txt#c.txt#fob#fall out boy#fobedit#save rock and roll#p: 100
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#idkhow#gloom division#dallon weekes#dallon idkhow#i dont know how but they found me#this whole album is incredible#no skips fr#holy crap
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What are ur favorite songs right now? Anything just really fitting "the mood"? (Idk if you get sick of being asked for music recs but I just always enjoy yours!)
the past few days I was listening to 'Is It Really You?' by Loathe — it's been cold and gray with these sweeping clouds and I'm hearing the faraway sound of train cars clashing together in the valley below me and something about this song compliments that? TO ME idk
also I'm enjoying 'The Opposite of Loneliness' by foyer — it makes me think of late autumn/early winter, wires in the sky, cold razed fields for miles. My older brother Will wrote it and it's one I love
#jentalk#if you enjoy hardcore#Loathe's 'I Let It in and It Took Everything' album is incredible#equal parts beautiful and frightening
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@jegulus-microfic | May 3: rush | 1.8k
James is in a rush to get to work, until he meets someone that makes London public transport less awful.
James is running late.
It had been a morning of little catastrophes; James slept through his alarm, his clothes were still damp from where he’d done laundry a little bit too late the day before, and Remus had drunk the last of the coffee so naturally James had to call in at the local coffee shop rather than getting it at home.
All of this to say he’s spectacularly late.
He’s got a meeting at eleven and unless some minor miracles occur and public transport actually functions for a change, he’s going to be fifteen minutes late.
He fires an email off to Lily all but begging her to cover until he gets there (she says yes, because she’s an actual literal angel and James would drop dead if he had to function a day without her) and power walks to Camden Town station, because even as late as he is, full on running is a bit too undignified.
The one small mercy of him running hideously late is that the tube station is pretty quiet – there’s only a handful of people waiting on the platform. James puts his headphones on and takes out his book, zoning out as he waits for the train to arrive.
It doesn’t take long; the Northern line is generally reliable outside of rush hour, so James finds his way into a carriage and sits down, preparing to read for the rest of his commute.
That is, until he glances around the carriage and his vision catches on the person sat opposite him.
He’s quite possibly the most attractive person James has ever laid eyes on; all dark hair and thunderstorm eyes and oh, his hands. They’re delicate and decorated in rings and gripping onto a pencil as he sketches.
James has always been a hopeless romantic; ask any one of his friends and they’ll tell you that he falls fast and hard. He’s attracted to shiny things; to pretty things, and this boy sat across from him is all of that and more.
It takes everything in him to not go and sit next to the stranger, but even he can acknowledge that it’d be a bit weird. So he completely forgets that he should be paying attention to his book and instead opts for glancing up at him every minute or so after making some vague and half-hearted attempt at reading his page for the fifth time in as many minutes.
And then James’ world shifts on its axis.
He glances at the pretty stranger to find him already looking. James offers a small smile, aborting an attempt at a wave when he’s already halfway through the motion.
The stranger laughs and it’s possibly the most gorgeous sound James has ever heard in his life. He wants to hear that sound forever. He watches as this divine creature raises his hand before mimicking his aborted move, and James is gone.
He wants to sit on this train forever and make eye contact with this angel who’s decided to grace the Northern line at eleven o’clock on a Tuesday.
The stranger breaks eye contact first, going back to whatever he’s sketching, and James wants to see those storm cloud eyes again but is equally enthralled by the graceful movements of his hand as it drags a pencil over paper.
James has always liked hands, sue him.
A few more minutes pass before James summons the courage to say something. He doesn’t know how much longer the stranger is going to be on the tube, and for all that today has been absolutely awful, he thinks, if he believed in a god, that he would believe that this was divine intervention.
He takes his headphones off, ready to give the stranger his full attention, only to realise that he’s humming under his breath. It’s liquor-smooth and James wants to drink it in forever. He doesn’t recognise the song but he doesn’t want it to end. It’s his new favourite song, he thinks.
He clears his throat and the stranger stops humming, blinking up at him. James offers a small grin again, walking over familiar ground with him. This is what strangers on the tube do; this is normal. Then he veers off course.
“What’re you humming?” he asks. The angel across the carriage raises an eyebrow, shutting his sketchbook before standing up. He steps closer, closer, and James thinks he’s stopped breathing.
He pointedly looks at James’ bag, which is on the seat next to him, and James is suddenly all limbs and no grace as he moves it as quickly as possible, drawing that laugh out once again. James wants to wake up to that sound; it’s a shot of espresso to his soul.
He offers James an earphone, and James is helpless. He takes it as the angel speaks to him for the first time.
“It’s Dreams by Hana Vu. She released an album today and I’ve fallen in love.” He tilts his head back as the song washes over him and James is only half listening, instead focused on the long line of his neck. James has fallen in love too, he thinks, but with a man, and not with a song.
James lets the song play as he continues to stare. It’s only when the stranger turns to look at him that he realises that the track has come to an end and he’s expected to say something.
“My name’s James,” he offers, and he’s sure it’s not what the stranger wanted, but it’s all he has. He is hollowed out of everything and anything that isn’t the man on the train with him.
The man raises an eyebrow but nonetheless offers his own in return. Regulus.
After that it’s like the floodgates open. This stranger has offered James his headphone and his name and James would be a fool to not make the most of this opportunity.
He’s only half paying attention to the stops as they fly past, the eleven o’clock meeting barely even registering as a thought. He hears the call for Tottenham Court Road but Regulus is talking about his course at UCL, about how he wants to be an artist but he’s promised his parents he’ll at least try to stick out the law degree before blowing his future chance at earning money to smithereens.
James quickly glances down, firing off another email to Lily and apologising profusely but something important has come up that he simply cannot miss.
He talks about how he never really knew what he wanted to do until Lily mentioned journalism. The two have set up a small independent media organisation that he loves and can’t wait to build up. Regulus looks genuinely interested, and James has waited for what feels like forever for someone to look at him like that.
James loves his friends, he does, but when he was younger he established himself as a class clown, and his wants very rarely get taken seriously. It’s nice to have someone take him seriously, to care about his hopes and dreams and to ask intelligent questions about his plans for Sectastra Media. He knows that Lily is the real brains of the business, but he’s not completely ignorant, and Regulus seems to get that.
Tottenham Court is a distant thought, and he knows it runs contradictory to the passion he’s had for it when talking to Regulus, but this man sat beside him is magical and James doesn’t want to miss this.
Their conversation winds through countless topics and James cannot remember the last time it felt this easy for him to exist in his own skin. It’s only when he starts to get a slew of messages that he realises that they’ve been on the tube for nearly forty minutes. He glances apologetically at Regulus and calls Lily back, fully prepared for a thorough bollocking, which even he can admit he deserves.
He glances at the boy next to him and prepares himself to admit that he should’ve gotten off the tube three stops ago when he sees Regulus frantically firing off a text about how he’s not going to make the contracts lecture and can someone please send him the notes.
James doesn’t even try to hide his smile as he nudges Regulus. “Running late too, huh?”
Regulus startles slightly, a rosy flush creeping up his neck, and it’s the most gorgeous thing James has ever seen.
“I was meant to get off at Warren Street.”
James stops breathing. He stops existing. His entire world has narrowed down to the contours of Regulus’ body.
Warren Street was two stops before Tottenham Court.
The words are out before James has fully processed them.
“Go on a date with me?”
Regulus looks startled, like he can’t quite believe this is real. Silence starts to stretch.
“I was meant to get off at Tottenham Court. Go on a date with me?”
Regulus starts breathing again and James’ world starts turning again.
“Alright,” he says, and it is soft and tentative and oh so fragile and James wants to frame this moment.
The pair get off the tube, waiting for a new train to take them in the opposite direction. Something has shifted between them, and James lets his fingers brush against the back of Regulus’ hand, feeling the cool bite of his rings.
Regulus doesn’t move away.
The second train comes and they don’t even consider sitting anywhere other than next to each other. James and Regulus has become JamesAndRegulus, and the conversation flows and something rare and precious has been created.
Tottenham Court approaches, and Regulus breaks conversation, turning so that James can no longer see his sketchbook as he writes frantically across the page.
He tears out the page, offering it to James. It’s a sketch of him; rough around the edges but James knows what it means. In the top right hand corner, a number is written in delicate cursive.
James looks away from the drawing, finding Regulus biting his lip, that beautiful rose blush drawn across his cheeks.
James is helpless; so far gone and without any desire to find his way back to the person he was before he stepped on the train this morning.
“Thank you,” he says, throwing his bag over his shoulder. He pulls his phone out, immediately plugging Regulus’ number in and sending a text to the angel on the tube.
Regulus nods and says, “you’re welcome.”
The tube doors open on Tottenham Court and James makes his way to his office, feeling lighter than he has in months.
Lily will rightfully be fuming, and James knows that it’s nearly midday, but he thinks that perhaps he wasn’t late after all.
He was right where he needed to be, right on time.
#jegulus#regulus black#james potter#starchaser#marauders#marauders era#sunseeker#jegulus microfic#dead gay wizards#si writes#microfics but each time i write one it gets longer#watch me write a full length novel still calling it a microfic#also go listen to hana vu’s album it’s incredible thank u x
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LONG LIVE ALL THE MAGIC WE MADE 💖
#i’m gonna miss this era so much#fitf is an album that changed my life#and i am not saying that lightly#it was there for me during one of the hardest years of my life#it was my light in the dark#this tour gave me so many incredible memories#and i met so many amazing and talented people#💔💔💔#lt#faith in the future#louis tomlinson#one direction#fitfwt#fitf#faith in the future world tour
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i’m laughing so fucking hard i cant breathe like “wow these songs are overwritten and so repetitive that’s okay some of them are fun!” and then arbitrarily two hours later there are 13 more. jesus christ.
#incredibly fucking tacky and shitty after selling like six different versions of the standard album but that’s par for the course#taylor swift
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Saturn Returns Interlude
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📷 @/joshb_latham
#big thanks to the photographer for capturing this outfit the way it could be an album cover#it looks incredible#charles leclerc#monza gp 2024#charles' fashion corner
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yeah okay I’ll post this
(bonus doodle that I feel is important to include under the cut)
#club penguin#gorillaz#gary the gadget guy#rookie club penguin#dot the disguise gal#jet pack guy#fanart#my art#this is so incredibly self indulgent but listen .#i haven’t seen anyone else make a club penguin version of the demon days album art before (suprisingly)#and if no one else is gonna do then I Will
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