#tour alert

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lsdunes Together and back in action this month, see you soon 💛 📸: @.michaelbarolet

posted september 6, 2024

[heartsleevemag]

Housewife is in their “Fuck Around Phase”

Photo by Luke Rogers

An empowering, no-bullshit anthem, Housewife’s new single “Fuck Around Phase” is a declaration of personal freedom. The track opens with a punchy guitar riff, designed to get your head bobbing, before Brighid Fry declares, boldly and openly: “Tuesday nights at the market, playing all the straight guys at the bar / I got a couple boys in my pocket, so I’m only here to break your heart.” The song goes on to touch on a universal perspective, especially for queer twenty-somethings like Fry: discovering who you are, and wanting to have fun while you do.

This isn’t unique for Housewife’s music; they write from their own perspective, which makes their songs personal, yet relatable. The music video for “Fuck Around Phase” shows Brighid wandering the city at golden hour, having fun in leather boots, smoking a cigarette with holes in their tights. Even as they flippantly misplace their keys, Housewife is still in their fuck-around phase, and listeners know that they’re going to do exactly what they want, when they want. It’s the epitome of freedom.

If you’d like to see this freedom manifested on stage, Housewife has also just announced a North American tour with Scottish singer-songwriter Paolo Nutini, which will run through the end of March and includes stops in New York City, Chicago, and Los Angeles.

You can listen to “Fuck Around Phase” wherever you stream music, watch the music video here, and check out Housewife’s tour dates below.

Upcoming Housewife Tour Dates (w/ Paolo Nutini) March 10 - Philadelphia, PA @ Union Transfer March 11 - Washington, D.C. @ 9:30 Club March 13 - Chicago, IL @ Riviera Theatre March 16 - Salt Lake City, UT @ The Commonwealth Room March 18 - Vancouver, BC @ Vogue Theatre  March 19 - Seattle, WA @ The Showbox March 21 - Portland, OR @ Wonder Ballroom March 23 - San Francisco, CA @ The Regency Ballroom March 24 - Los Angeles, CA @ Belasco Theater

[cametotheshowinsd]

you're in love, true love;

[everytaylorswiftsongisaboutcats]

NEW Reputation bodysuit! Photo credits: Taylor Swift & Getty @tstourtips (Instagram) & @taylornation, @taylorswift

[skyhighdisco]

Jeremy and James in One For The Road

for @j-loves-j-andilldieonthishill

[cowboylykeme]

TAYLOR🤔🤨🤨

[tswiftupdatess]

Over 60,000+ people tonight at home are playing Swift Alerts, a game where you guess what outfits Taylor is gonna wear on each night at The Eras Tour!

[kindahoping4forever]

Luke IG Story

[taylorismytherapy]

Everyone: Sooo new rep bodysuit?

Taylor:

[meadow-hearthfire]

Please do not harass this person or anyone shown in the screenshots. If you stumble upon them, please just block them and move on.

Guys, if you've followed this person or interacted with their content, then you should know that they've retweeted and posted glorified depictions of incest and pedophilia on their NSFW account.

If you recognize them, please make sure to block them and do not engage with them.

I'm not one to make posts like this because they often incite harassment and cause drama (which is why names and tags are censored), but it's gotten to the point that I've seen people and at least one of my mutuals interacting with their content, unaware of this person's grossness.

Names and tags are censored because I don't want them getting any attention, and I don't want minors getting into 18+ spaces or searching up the weirdos ruining them.

Screenshots under the "read more". All art is censored to spare your eyes.

All screenshots are taken today. Here's proof:

[rebecca--barnes]

Swiftball Cheatsheet

💚💛💜❤️🩵🖤🩷🩶🤎💙🤍

I have seen multiple swifties in livestream chats and on social media getting one part of a outfit correct on their swiftball/mastermind game and not realising it has a matching counter part. So here’s a guide to the matching sets of The Eras Tour to guarantee, IF you guess correctly, a higher score :)

1- The Lover bodysuit has a matching blazer.

Pink & Blue = Silver Blazer

Blue & Gold = Black Blazer

Purple = Blue-ish Purple Blazer

Barbie = Barbie Blazer

Tangerine = Tangerine Blazer

2- The lover guitars also match the bodysuits.

Blue & Pink Bodysuit = Pink Guitar

Blue & Gold Bodysuit = Blue Guitar

Purple Bodysuit = Lavender Guitar

Barbie Bodysuit = Pink Guitar

Tangerine Bodysuit = Pink Guitar

(Yes at the start of the tour the guitars and the bodysuits didn’t match but since Mexico they have)

3- TTPD Sets and Jackets

White Set = White Jacket

Silver Set = Silver Jacket

Graphite Set = Graphite Jacket

Black Set = Gold Jacket

Gold & Black Set = Gold Jacket

So far these are the only certain matching outfits I know of, if you know of anymore let me know and I’ll make another cheatsheet :) happy swiftballing

[ag-updates-and-archives]

lsdunes We’ve been keeping a secret 👀 We’re going on tour this fall with @.riseagainst! These shows are going to be killer so grab your tickets now at the link in bio 🦂🖤🔺

posted june 24, 2024

[brookiidookiii]

It was only to make Duncan jealous, Courtney reminded herself. Then why did Heather's soft lips feel so good pressed against hers?

Day 1: Confessions/First Kiss

[everytaylorswiftsongisaboutcats]

I knew I recognized the vibe😍💕

[raineandsky]

#16

The hero has never had too many problems concealing their identity. The agency took great care to arrange their schedule around the people in their life – how they did that they’ll never know, but it’s managed to keep questions and suspicion to a minimum. The lack of worry about anyone finding out about them means more room to think about their job.

Their hero job, at least. The agency picked them up when they were five months deep into a job at the local grocery store, and to keep up appearances they’d suggested the hero keep their old job and take up the hero work part time. It’s fine for the most part, until the agency thinks it a good idea to let them go to work at the shop all day, only to do several more hours with the other heroes at the end of that, well into the evening.

Today is one of those days. The agency finally lets them out at two in the morning, and they do the maths on their hands as they say goodbye to the receptionist by the main doors. They started at the store at ten this morning, a thoughtful half hour break thrown in, and they had an hour after leaving before they had to come here. Their day has been going for almost sixteen straight hours.

They can feel every single hour weighing down on them as they throw their car door open, getting in with an exhausted sigh. They couldn’t even be bothered to take their outfit off at the end of the day, and they scowl in annoyance as the tightness somehow makes sitting even more uncomfortable than their usual fighting.

The roads are near silent at this time, and their street appearing on the horizon is a much needed relief. The hero lets themself into the house as quietly as possible – they assume their roommate is probably asleep by now, and they’d feel bad waking them. They’ve had a lot of early starts recently, and their bedtime has been slinking earlier and earlier into the evening.

They drop their bag on the floor as quietly as they can manage, fully prepared to just sleep the day off and worry about how bad they smell in the morning. They can’t ignore the uncomfortable grumble of their stomach though, so they take a detour to the kitchen to grab a snack before they pass out for the night.

The kitchen light is already on, the extractor humming quietly. The hero frowns as they reach the threshold, any plans they had to eat eradicated at the sight before them.

A pan is sitting on the stove, steam billowing out the top as the water inside bubbles ferociously. Several cupboard doors are hanging open, abandoned, various contents of such sitting haphazardly on the counter below them. In the middle of it all is their nemesis, the one they’ve been hunting down in vain for days, the villain, happily rooting through their bags of food and making themself quite at home. 

As if to add insult to injury, the hero’s roommate’s dog – who the hero themself has spent hours of their life desperately trying to make like them to no avail – is cuddled up quite comfortably to the villain, sitting at their feet with his tail thumping rhythmically against the tiled floor.

The sight is so odd that common sense is not the first thing that comes to mind. “What’re you doing in my house?” the hero demands, and it’s only once they’ve said it that they realise it’s probably not good to let on that this is their most vulnerable place. Especially not when they’re living with an innocent citizen.

The villain jumps at their voice, whirling to meet them with equal amounts of confusion and surprise. “Wh–” is all that comes out momentarily. “Your house? Get the hell out of my house!”

The hero laughs humorlessly as they stalk further into the room. “I think you may be a little lost, [Villain]. You had better get out before I make you leave in pieces.”

“I’m not leaving my house for you.” The villain jabs their knife at them, the sharp side lined with multicoloured shreds of vegetables. “Come back with a goddamn warrant.”

The hero pauses at the phrase, wide-eyed. On the few occasions they’ve caught their roommate in the bathroom, they always jokingly demand the same thing when they knock on the door – “come back with a warrant!”

“[Roommate]...?” the hero asks uncertainly, and the villain’s expression morphs into disconcertion at the name.

“You don’t know me,” they spit defensively. “Where’d you get that name from?”

“You, dumbass.” The hero tsks shortly, the situation too bizarre to truly register as dangerous. “You told me. We live together, don’t we?”

“You…” The villain’s face scrunches up ever-so-slightly, the face the hero’s roommate always makes when they have to think about something. “I’ve been rooming with you? You’re a hero!”

“I could say the same thing!” the hero exclaims.

“Has… has it been like this the entire time?”

“I got picked up by the agency, like, three months ago.”

The villain’s brow dips into a frown, their gaze turning back to their food boiling in the pan. “I just wanted a snack before I headed out. I didn’t expect this.”

“And I just wanted a snack before I went to bed,” the hero adds. “If we promise not to kill each other before tomorrow, we can figure this out in the morning.”

They get a short nod in response. “I don’t have time to kill you anyway. I have to go in five and I’ll be going to bed as soon as I get back.”

“We have similar schedules,” the hero comments, and they butt past their nemesis to haul the fridge door open. “Enjoy committing felonies that I’ll have to fix in the morning.”

“Awh, I feel so bad,” is the sarcastic response they get as the villain pours the contents of the pan into a tupperware. Once the lid is on they throw the kitchen window open, pulling themself onto the windowsill with the dexterity of someone who hasn’t exercised since school. “Enjoy being boring and following the law.”

“Why’re you going out the window? We have a perfectly working front door.” The hero manages to fish out some leftovers, slamming the fridge with a tired sigh. 

“I avoid following legal laws and general laws of life,” they offer with a nonchalant shrug and a typical criminal grin. “I don’t use doors. See you tomorrow, roomie.”

The villain disappears out of the window, leaving the hero on the tail end of a sixteen hour day, holding a bowl of cold leftovers, in the company of a dog that doesn’t like them, with the newfound knowledge that they’re living with one of the city’s biggest criminals.

Great.

[and-loth-cat]

moment of silence for all the mastermind players and their fearless dress points