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l3tterk · 1 year

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Shout outs:

Music I've loved over the last couple months, lot of guitars in here - it's just what I've been feeling.

Whirlybird - Borough Trash

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Whirlybird's Borough Trash has been one of my favourites since I first heard it all the way back in 2020 when it was performed as part of a charity livestream hosted by the band, Lowertown. There's something about this one that feels really bright, yet nostalgic (not in an overbearing way, though) and it never fails to put me in a better mood. It's a solid jam and my favourite lyric has to be "If time makes no sense then, spring forward and fall back again" - I've been buzzing about this line to bascially anyone who'll listen. Whirlybird (like all the musicians on here) deserves so much more recognition than they currently get, so I'd implore you to give it a go if you're into indie rock.

Harry Teardrop - Midtown

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Midtown by Harry Teardrop has been in heavy rotation since it dropped a couple of months ago, loving the sound on this one, there's an interesting mid-section where everything sort of switches up, I always anticipate that part because it goes so hard.

Hana Stretton - Soon

The new Hana Stetton album has been part of my daily morning routine for the last week, it's so calming and I can really picture the landscape in Australia due to the wonderful incorporation of ambient sounds/textures. To be honest, I'd recommend the whole album from front to back, which is why I've linked the bandcamp page. There's a stong folky vibe on this one, but if you're going to listen, do it when you're outside, preferably walking!

noah - can't swim/leave it

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A slightly older pair of tracks (released 2021) than what I was originally planning on putting on this list, but I've really gotten into noah's music recently, so I thought I'd add it, theres an ever present lofi (tape?) atmosphere gives everything this warm, fuzzy feeling which I cannot get enough of also the short film is absolutely beautiful!

JPEGMAFIA x Danny Brown - Garbage Pale Kids

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Peggy's done it again! Danny Brown was so much fun on this one. You have to just experience this one...so, so good.

#whirlybird #Harry Teardrop #Hana Stretton #noah #new music #shoutout #jpegmafia #danny brown #guitar music #hip hop #acoustic #indie music #music #music video #indie rock #indie folk #lowertown #Youtube #Bandcamp

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jpopstreaming · 6 months

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🆕🎶 「 Aftershow 」 new single by SATOH, Harry Teardrop is now available worldwide! 🌐 Listen now and discover new sounds from Japan on our weekly updated playlist 🎧 https://spoti.fi/3lgjH73

#SATOH #Harry Teardrop #Japanese music #Jmusic #Jpop

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rat-at-heart · 4 months

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Listening to "Teardrops on My Guitar" always gets him

#art #doodle #drawing #ratatheart #rat at heart #harry potter #fawkes #tears #teardrops on my guitar #taylor swift

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savebylou · 2 months

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The 28th schedule of the 1D boys:

-Liam: Teardrops acoustic version (apple, spotify, youtube)

-Niall Horan show Amsterdam night 2

-Zayn: Dj Malik will be in Stationhead (9:30pm ET/ 6:30pm PT)

Harry and Louis to be determine.

#liam payne #zayn malik #niall horan #teardrops #room under the stairs #louis tomlinson #harry styles #keeping up with the 1d boys #one direction

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hyunsung2kr · 2 years

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AND I WONDER IF YOU STILL THINK OF ME AT ALL YOU WERE NEVER ONE TO THINK MUCH

#harry teardrop is sooo good guys.

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vote2 · 2 years

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indie singer i like took like 3 of his songs that are older but are my fave by him off spotify wtf cmon now

#mister harry teardrop you did not need to do that #im so upset wtf. please mean that hes re releasing them on an ep soon or something #this was recent

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crvshvelv3t · 9 months

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Harry Teardrop should be Tumblr famous imo

#harry teardrop #harryteardrop #nyc #new york #soundcloud

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zot3-flopped · 3 months

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Teardrops is dropping like a stone, he needs to give it up.

It's currently at #83 on UK iTunes and doesn't appear on the midweek Top 40 update, unlike As It Was!

#harry styles #liam payne #as it was #teardrops

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twelvedaysinaugust · 2 years

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Uhhhhh as if we needed more stuff to debunk! There's always something or the other happening.//

Well atleast larries get joy when these things happen. I don't know what to call us in-betweeners but this is not fun at all now.😭

Oh well. I’m along for the ride.

#just saw the post about Rebecca Ferguson’s cover of Teardrop #being on Harry’s preshow playlist #I don’t even want to go there #for my own mental health I must call that one a coincidence lmao

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ahollowgrave · 1 month

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I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream I know you, the gleam in your eyes is so familiar a gleam

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A teardrop of the moon, fallen to earth with borrowed light, harried by over-curious sparrows, rescued by a heavenly bird. With a new form woven from moonbeams, Odette frolics through the forest as a breeze, leaving frost in her wake. Prone to mischief she spends her time rustling leaves, playing music, and following travelers; nipping at their noses with her chill and guiding the lost ones back to the path.

Catching sight of her through the forest is said to bring good luck. Hearing her laugh warns of trouble ahead.

Concealed within a cloak of moths, she is most easily spotted during the transitional seasons; autumn and spring. She represents play, rest, and the new growth that follows.

Thanks to @iron-sparrow for letting me once again link Odette to Yein <3

#Pigeon Screens #ffxiv screenshots #hyur #middie #midlander #technically kinda sort lmaaaaaao #the mushrooms are seasonal i think #take any kind of meaningful screenshot??? no.... create more creatures

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gryfferin-gaybies · 2 months

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Coping

"I've got you. I've got you." Harry wrapped his arms around Draco's shaking body, holding him tight against his own chest. "Shhh. I've got you."

Draco sobbed in his arms, loud and ugly and unrefined. The sound of his sorrow made Harry's heart break. Harry lowered them to the ground until Draco was sitting between his legs, his back against Harry's chest. His hands went to pull at his hair, a negative response to stress. Harry grabbed his wrists to pull them away so he wouldn't harm himself.

"Draco, breathe. Breathe. It's ok," Harry said into Draco's shoulder.

Draco pulled his knees up to his chest. "I can't," he choked out between sobs, shaking his head. "I-I can't."

Harry felt tears begin to prickle his eyes and he willed them away. "Yes, you can, Draco. Come on. Breathe for me. In . . . Out . . . In . . . Out . . ." He exaggerated his breaths so his chest would move with each one, moving Draco with him.

Draco continued to sob and wail and hyperventilate, but Harry kept talking him through breaths until he seemed to start to try to mimick him.

"That's it. There you go," Harry encouraged, praising Draco for his efforts to calm down. "Just like that, Draco. Just keep breathing with me."

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"Thank you," Draco said minutes after he'd calmed down, his voice cutting through the quiet, the only sound in the air their synchronized breathing.

Harry had let go of Draco's wrists to wrap his arms around his waist. "Always. It's what I'm here for."

Draco turned his head to get a glimpse of the man holding him, grounding him. His gaze was met with Harry's. He turned in the bracket of Harry's outstretched legs so they were chest to chest. He searched Harry's eyes and then kissed him, rough and heated.

"Woah," Harry said, breaking the contact. "What're you-" He broke off unsure of how he wanted to finish that question.

"Please," Draco said, peppering open-mouthed wet kisses to Harry's jaw and neck. "I need this. I need . . . something." He sucked on his skin where Harry's neck met his shoulder.

"I—" Harry started, his words lost in a soft groan when Draco dragged his teeth lightly against the sensitive patch of skin. "I—Draco, this isn't—I don't—Draco." He held his hands up awkwardly, unsure what to do.

Draco took Harry's hands and put them on his waist. "Shh. Stop talking and kiss me."

Harry pulled away, removing his hands from Draco's body again. "Draco, we can't."

"Why not?" Draco moved his hands under the hem of Harry's shirt, running his fingers over his abs. "Please," he breathed. His tongue darted out to lick his lips.

Harry couldn't stop his eyes from tracking the movement. He shook his head, regaining his focus. "Draco, why are you doing this?"

"Because I want to be distracted. So please, distract me." He leaned back in to kiss Harry again.

Harry wanted to give Draco exactly what he was looking for. His body was already responding to the touch of the other man—the man he'd been secretly in love with for months. It took more strength than he even knew he had to deny him when it was what they both wanted. "Draco." It came out as more of a moan than it was supposed to. "Draco," he tried again. "This isn't a good idea. Merlin, you make it hard to do the right thing."

"Then don't," Draco whispered seductively. He nipped playfully at Harry's earlobe.

Harry tilted his head to give Draco better access to his throat and felt a teardrop fall on his neck. He moved away again, standing this time to back out of Draco's reach entirely. "Draco, you can't use sex to avoid your feelings."

Draco stood so they were on the same level again. "Why not," he mumbled.

"I'm here for you, Draco. I'm not going anywhere. But I love you too much to let you do something unhealthy that you'll regret. I want you. Fuck, I want you. I have for a long time. But not like this."

Draco closed his eyes and let out a deep breath through his nose. He nodded and ran his hands through his hair. "Fine." He stormed off past Harry.

"Draco, wait. Where are you going?" Harry knew the answer. He wasn't sure why he asked when he knew he didn't want to hear it.

"If you won't fuck me until I forget how miserable I am, I'm going to go find someone who will." His expression was closed off. He turned on his heel to continue making his exit.

It hurt Harry to hear him say it. "Draco, please. This won't make you feel better. You know it won't."

"It will in the moment and that's all I want right now." He didn't even look back at Harry when he said it.

Harry felt tears begin to prickle his own eyes as he watched the man he loved, on his way to self destruct, to sleep with someone else. Harry felt like he might be sick at the thought of someone taking advantage of Draco's grief. He felt like he might be sick at the thought of Draco letting them.

#draco x harry #harry potter #drarry #drarry fanfic #adult drarry #fanfic #microfic #drarry microfic #drarry angst #sex is a bad coping mechanism #draco self destructive #hpdm fanfic #hpdm

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tinydeskwriter · 1 year

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Grammy Night 23’

"I feel like I'm going to burst the seams of the dress." Y/n commented looking at herself in the mirror as Lamby's assistant finished zipping her dress, her breasts were almost bursting out of it, a beautiful creation made of Swarovski silver crystals.

“Darling, you are going to be the hottest woman on that carpet.” Her husband’s stylist praised her bringing in his hand the fishnet mask with crystals that would go over her eyes and dyed peacock feathers that went on the back of her head. “See if the crystals will get in the way of you seeing.”

“Honey Baby, how do I look?” Y/n turned to see her husband walking into the room, she knew what he would wear, she had seen the sketches but it was another thing to see the final result. Harry looked hot as hell, the colorful crystal patchwork jumpsuit couldn't be more perfect on him, it showed his chiseled body, the tattoos, the fantastic chest his fans—and wife—are crazy about, all the hair, the lonely curl... Harry just smiled, the answer to his question was clear in the way his wife stared at him. "See people, that's why we have three kids." He joked pointing to his wife, causing their team to laugh. “You are a vision Honey.” He said pecking her on the lips, hands going to her waist. “My favorite MILF.” He whispers, kissing her neck.

“Says the man who half the internet calls ‘’Daddy’” She teases.

“Having my kids did good to you.” He jokes staring at his wife's cleavage.

Y/n just rolls her eyes, a smile still in her face.

“Darling, Sue, sorry to interrupt your dirty talk, but it’s frosting time, and then you guys are good to go.” Lambert came their way with a jewelry tray.

Before Lamby could start helping Y/n with the pieces of jewelry they'd selected at Tiffany's in NYC the week before, H interrupted him, pulling a chain from his pocket.

“You don't have to wear it today, I bought it as a push present and also celebrate my Grammy nominations, I wouldn't be here today without you, My Love.” The chain was white gold, delicate with colored stones, and a teardrop diamond the same color as her engagement ring held by a fig.

The woman was speechless, looking from the necklace to her lover of more than a decade. It was a substantial gift, but Harry had always been generous, and he enjoyed spoiling her since they’re teens and couldn’t afford diamonds. She just turned around, allowing him to fasten the jewel around her neck. She ran her hand over the diamond, it was the exact same color as her engagement ring—a fancy green diamond almost the same color of her husbands eyes—.

“My Love… this is beautiful, thank you so much.” She turned around, taking his face between her hands and kissing him passionately, trying to express through the kiss all her love for him.

Harry smiled into the kiss, his hands tightening on her hips.

Jeff came in at that exact moment to inform them that the car was already waiting to take them from the Chateau to the Crypto.com Arena.

Lambert and his assistant quickly help Y/n put on all the jewelry Tiffany had borrowed them, the Edwardian choker, which complemented the necklace Harry had given her, a mishmash of earrings—a massive chandelier, followed by a dainty stud, and diamond hoops—in all of her ear piercings, a beautiful Art Deco bracelet mixed with the colorful collection of tennis bracelets Y/n wore to mark every Mother's Day since the birth of her eldest son.

On her fingers she preferred to go with her usual rings.

Her engagement ring and wedding band were the only rings on her left hand. While on the right she wore the same 'S' as H on her little finger, a delicate 'H' in colored diamonds, infinity bands of different stones, and a vintage solitaire on her index finger—a Christmas present the kids had picked out with Grandma Anne —.

Lambert's assistant helped her on with her shoes—high-heeled Mary Janes from Gucci—while she was held by both Harrys to keep her balance.

As they were rushed to the car by Jeff, Y/n remembered to turn around and ask someone to remember to pack her breast pump along with the rest of their outfits.

In the car, to try and ease Harry's anxiety, they video-phoned the children—who were being watched by Gemma and Anne—Primrose answered their grandmother's cell phone, dressed in a bear onesies that made her look like a teddy bear, showing the TV room to her parents and the snacks gran-gran made, auntie Gemma sitting in the couch with a sleeping baby Bluebell, the three months old dressed just like her big sister. Otto was in the bathroom according to Prim who was chattering non-stop making Harry smile more relaxed.

It always warmed Y/n’s heart that nothing could make H as happy and relaxed as their babies.

They said goodbye to their daughter when the car stopped in front of the arena, Y/n handing over the phone to Jeff to keep. Harry get out of the car first and waits in the doorway to help his wife out and supports her from behind as they make the slightly uneven path between the car and the carpet, his right hand firmly on her right while his left hand was firmly on her hip, and she held his wrist for more balance. The couple made their way under the screams of fans and the flash of cameras.

It was only when they were already at a certain point on the carpet that Harry placed himself next to his wife and the two started to walk hand in hand. They stops for photos along the way, but don't do any interviews, heading straight for the cocktail area. The couple interacted with acquaintances and friends, especially those they hadn't seen in a while. The last two and a half years have been crazy, Fine Line, Covid 19, quarantine with two young children, Pleasing, Harry filming and premieres, Harry’s House, Love on Tour and a new baby. They were busy and it seemed like they rarely had time for their friends, as all their free time was being spent with the little family they had created together.

Both changed clothes in Harry's designated dressing room before heading to their seats—crystal outfits were cute but impractical when you have to sit for hours, Harry donned a Gucci suit costume made for him, while Y/n wore a silver sequin Markarian gown matching Harry's shirt. The couple certainly looks gorgeous, always matching theirs outfits in subtle ways.

They have their hands clasped together, she holding his hands so he wouldn’t pick on his cuticles, Harry is quieter than usual allowing Y/n to take the lead and interact with other people—which, having been married to him for nearly eight years, and knowing him since she was born, she could tell it was a sign of nervousness.

She whispered to him how amazing the album was and that he didn't need the validation that it was a little golden gramophone for the world to know that.

Nervousness turns to euphoria when Harry becomes the first winner of the night, taking the award for best pop album.

Y/n didn't even hear Jennifer Lopez's introductory speech, her eyes focused on Harry's handsome profile.

Y/n is the first to his feet when he hears Harry's name being screamed by J.Lo, applauding his husband energetically, the smile on Harry's face is blinding, he takes his wife's face between his hands and kisses her, before continuing to be hugged and greeted by people around the table and nearby. She has tears in her eyes, which the cameras make a point of showing when they zoom in on her at the exact moment when Harry on stage dedicates the award to his wife for being his muse and inspiration.

One of the highlights of the night for the couple was without a doubt the fact that Y/n had been invited to present the performance of 'As It Was'.

In a gold-metal mesh top and long skirt, showing off her midriff, the woman who had become famous at fifteen as Harry Styles' 'best friend' took the stage flanked by her two eldest children, seven-year-old Otto, dressed in a pink suit and beige turtleneck by Gucci and a crochet daisy bucket hat covering his curls, and adorable four-year-old Primrose, twining with her brother in a blue Gucci suit, her curls adorned by a huge crystal bow.

“Many of you fell in love with the next artist to perform here tonight in 2011 when he became one of the members of one of the biggest boy bands in history, he has been delivering hits ever since, amassing fans around the world, and delighting hearts with his music, he is an icon, a sex symbol, and one of the greatest musicians of our time, but for us he is simply the greatest husband and father, it is with immense pleasure that I am here tonight, with our two eldest children, to introduce one of the most authentic, generous, kind artists on the planet, the love of my existence, here, to delight us with his Grammy-nominated song 'As It Was', my husband and father of my children,” She lowered the microphone, allowing the two children to squeal excitedly into the device, “Harry Styles!”

And for the first time in a live performance Primrose was present to say the already famous: ‘Come on Daddy! We wanna say good night to you!' driving the audience crazy.

Y/n and the kids made their way to their table dancing to her husband’s song, the mother of three splitting her attention between walking in her heels and looking where the kids were going, Otto made a short stop dancing with Taylor Swift, and saying something to her that made the singer throw her head back laughing. Y/n greeted Taylor with kisses on the cheek before redirecting her son to their table.

An extra chair was brought over for Otto—who was at the next table greeting Lizzo and Adele.

Prim sat in Harry's chair waiting for daddy, and Y/n wouldn't even insist that the little girl sit on her lap, as she knew she couldn't compete with her husband when it came to their children. When they least expected it, Harry was back, in his Gucci suit—and not in what Otto was referring to as ‘daddy bedazzled Chewbacca costume’.

"Surprise!" Y/n sings to her husband as he lifts their daughter up, making the little girl giggle, and sat with her on his lap, kissing their daughter's cheek, and fist bumping their son.

It was a surprise she had been planning for over a week, at times she was afraid someone would let it out, especially Prim, who was known in the family for not being able to keep secrets—just like her daddy.

“Thank you, Honey Baby.” He thanked his wife with a peck, his whole face lit up with the appearance of the children. “You look godly.” Harry complimented her, eyes roaming all over the outfit, he knew what a big step it was for his wife to wear something so daring after three pregnancies, despite her beautiful body—especially in his eyes—Y/n was insecure about her stretch marks.

“Thank you, my life.” She pulled his hand to hers and kissed the back of his hand.

They watched the awards half-heartedly, at every turn Otto and Prim brought their parents' attention to them with funny anecdotes, and Y/n was having to keep a hand on their son's shoulder to make sure the boy didn't wander off. The family of four cheered when Lizzo was announced as the winner of Song of the Year, Otto ran with open arms to the honorary auntie congratulating her for the award, he didn't even care that 'daddy' had lost, auntie Lizzo had won!

With every moment that passed, anxiety rose, Y/n was confident in her husband’s album—the album she had inspired—, while Harry was sure Album of the Year was between Beyonce and Bad Bunny.

She shook Harry's hand as Noah Trevor took the stage to announce the final awards of the night, asking fans of the nominees to join him, when the comedian asked Harry's fan to read the name on the envelope, Harry broke down with gratefulness, disbelieve, joy…

Prim clung to her father's neck screaming that he had won.

Y/n stood up applauding her husband, Otto hugging his mother's hips showing his father’s twin smile, dimples and all.

Harry got to his feet after composing himself, smiling Primrose hanging on his neck with her legs curled around his hips.

Harry kissed his wife with a huge smile, ruffled his son's curls, hugged Jeff, Tyler and Tom, Lizzo, who filmed everything excited. The singer took the stage with his children and their two producers, he put Prim on the floor so he could hug his fan and accept his award, Primrose and Otto hugging him on either side.

“Shit…well, shit.” He looked at his children. “Sorry kids.”

H was speechless, Y/n could see it from a distance.

Jeff wrapped a arm around her when she started to tear up.

Harry was so humbled and grateful, and this was such a huge moment in his career, and she was so proud of the man she had married. The boy from Holmes Chapel who worked in a bakery and always came to pick her up with cupcakes in his hands and flowers he had picked from the neighbor's garden. Her husband was a three times Grammy Award winner, and he had just owned the biggest award of the night.

The woman frowned as she heard people in the audience yelling negativity at her husband, how Beyonce should have won and some yelling at him to get off the stage.

This was his moment, it wasn't his choice to win, two thousand of his peers had voted and chosen him, chosen Harry's House as the best Album. Everyone is entitled to their opinion, but you don't have to be an asshole.

Treat People With Kindness.

She was happy to see Beyonce, Taylor Swift, Shania, Lizzo, H.E.R and Adele giving him a standing ovation, and hearing his shaken speech.

He once again dedicated it to her and their kids, calling them ‘his home’. Y/n quickly joined her husband backstage, arms going around Harrys’s neck, as his hands found her hips. The couple smiled at each other before kissing passionately, his team applauding the moment.

“I’am so proud of you, My Life.” She held his face in her hands. “You did it! You put out an amazing album, delivered a killer tour, 2022 was your year, and you deserved that Album of the Year award!” She states brushing his nose with hers, a huge smile on her face before kissing him again.

#harry styles imagines #harry styles imagine #harry styles one shot #harry styles x y/n #harry styles x you #harry styles x reader

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