#this is a SINGER. this is a PERFORMER.

[riphertoshreds]

Stevie Nicks photographed in 1983 during the Wild Hearts Tour.

[goblins-riddles-or-frocks]

forever obsessed with dynamics between vampires, specifically that of a maker and fledgling, as a way to explore abuse. the creation of a vampire itself can so easily be a literalization of the lasting impacts of trauma and also much more simply the ways a perpetrator might shape their victim’s very identity. the extremes of isolation in the way that the new vampire, in most narratives, must cut all ties to their mortal life, or else go through an elaborate charade to maintain the facade of humanity, while forever still being removed from it. and the sheer dependence and vulnerability of being in an entirely new state of being, wholly uncertain of what it entails, and relying on another person to define… everything.

[tsuchinokoroyale]

Bedhead 🐮👅

[urdtarah]

Doechii via Instagram (Aug 28th 2024) Alligator Bites Never Heal 8/30

[clickbaitcowboy]

The happy couples first dance!

I’ve never really drawn Nora and Avery together 🥹

[babsi-and-stella]

Marianne Faithfull by Norbert Unfried, March 1967.

[sbrown82]

Luther Vandross delivering an iconic cover of Dionne Warwick's "A House Is Not A Home" live at the 19th annual NAACP Image Awards (1986).

[stinkyfartgirl]

George Harrison (1977)

my little muppet man

[thrilling-oneway]

when people infantilise emu it's literally a self report because if you had read like. any of her events + wms + her fes you'd know she's more of a businesswoman than a performer. you don't actually engage with the game's story do you

[unboundprompts]

Hi, can I request scenes for when a performer appears on stage with descriptions of the scene? Ty :)

Scenes for a Performer Appearing on Stage

-> feel free to edit and adjust pronouns as you see fit.

The dim light of the theater cloaked the audience in an expectant hush, a palpable tension settling like a thick fog. The heavy velvet curtains parted slowly, revealing a spotlight that cut through the darkness, illuminating the figure of the performer standing at the center stage. Clad in a shimmering costume that caught the light like the scales of a fish, they took a deep breath, feeling the warmth of the spotlight envelop them.

The audience stirred, a wave of murmurs cascading through the rows as anticipation built. A single hand clapped, quickly followed by others, echoing like thunder in the silence. The performer’s heart raced, a drumbeat in sync with the rhythm of the clapping. They could feel the weight of a hundred eyes on them, each one a silent promise of judgment and adoration. With a smile that belied the nervous flutter in their stomach, they stepped forward, ready to command the stage. The music began to swell, and with it, the performer found their center, the trepidation fading like a distant memory.

As the curtain lifted, the air crackled with anticipation. The lights flickered on, revealing a stage set with a whimsical backdrop of stars and swirling galaxies. The performer stood at the edge of the stage, silhouetted against the glittering lights. The crowd erupted into applause, but the performer hesitated, caught in the moment. The world felt both electric and surreal. Taking a deep breath, they stepped into the light, the vibrant colors of their outfit bursting into view—a patchwork of hues that seemed to dance with every movement. As they began to sing, the audience fell silent, spellbound. Each note soared through the air, a thread weaving through the hearts of those gathered. The performer’s voice trembled slightly at first, but with every lyric, they grew stronger, resonating with raw emotion that hung in the air like a fragrant bloom.

The performance had reached its crescendo, the last notes lingering like whispers in the air. The stage was awash in a golden glow, the performer standing at the center, arms wide open as if to embrace the entire audience. A mix of exhaustion and exhilaration washed over them, adrenaline coursing through their veins. The crowd erupted into a standing ovation, cheers and applause cascading like waves against the shore.

They could hardly believe it—this was the moment they had dreamed of, and yet it felt surreal, like a scene pulled from a storybook. Taking a moment to absorb the warmth of the applause, the performer offered a genuine smile, their heart swelling with gratitude. They took a step back, bowing low, feeling the rush of appreciation wash over them. Each clap was a reminder of their journey, of every late night and early morning that had led to this moment.

Under the harsh glare of the stage lights, the air was thick with emotion as the performer stood at the forefront of the stage, facing an audience on the brink of anticipation. The setting sun filtered through the stained-glass windows behind them, casting colorful shadows that danced upon their silhouette. With a heart full of determination, they gripped the microphone tightly, their fingers trembling slightly. Memories of doubt and fear flashed through their mind, but they shook them off like water. This was their moment—one that had been years in the making.

[riphertoshreds]

Debbie Harry photographed by Jeffrey Mayer sometime in the 70s.

[fuck-sewingmachines]

Note: I'm not including the songs that she's released in the last 5 years since she's only been able to go on tour with them once

[rainbowsky]

GG The Moon Represents My Heart full performance

[urdtarah]

Doechii for Gay Times Magazine

[theshatteredpieces]

I'll always keep your memory

I wonder if you think of me, If you miss what we used to be I thought we were so happy Perhaps it was all just a fantasy

I’m nothing but a distant memory Someone new was meant to be And you’ve moved on so easily Living your best life without me

It’s a bitter sweet pill to swallow, you see I can’t help but wish it was still you and me I hope you’re happy wherever you may be I’ll always keep your memory

Because you deserved the best of me I can see that now with clarity And I would give anything to make you see That I will love you for all eternity

I’ve always been my own worst enemy Ruining any kind of serenity Stuck in my head especially Whenever anyone shows love to me

So I guess it’s back to therapy To deal with the demons and remedy All the baggage I carry warily So I can begin again mentally

It’s a bitter sweet pill to swallow, you see I can’t help but wish it was still you and me I hope you’re happy wherever you may be I’ll always keep your memory

Because you deserved the best of me I can see that now with clarity And I would give anything to make you see That I will love you for all eternity

I know this can’t be all I’m meant to be That there’s so much more to my legacy And come what may I can steadily Rebuild anew should ever he

Come back into my trajectory For friendship or whether we Pursue our love with familiarity I will finally be able to give all of me

Because you deserved the best of me I can see that now with clarity And I would give anything to make you see That I will love you for all eternity

I know you deserved the best of me I can see that now with clarity And I would give anything to make you see That I will love you for all eternity

This one has a lyrical styling that is just dying for a melody. I'm no songwriter, but if anyone has any ideas, I'd love to hear from you!

[sbrown82]

Marsha Hunt performing “Freaks and Heroes” (1971).