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carnavoyeur · 9 months

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Josh: And that’s why he’s my favorite.

#queens of the stone age #qotsa #joshua homme #josh home #michael shuman #mikey shoes #harris.gif #flashing gif #happy birthday mikey <333 #😮‍💨🫠😮‍💨🫠😮‍💨🫠#i just think they're neat

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electricmagicarchives · 1 year

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This wouldn't be a credible Stoner site if there weren't at least a few words about Kyuss, would it ;) When I discovered them in 1996, it actually took me a while to finally "get" them. They were already on the verge of splitting into Gamma Ray / Queens Of The Stone Age and Slo Burn, which were nonetheless legendary, though I always wished for a bit more material from Slo Burn in particular. Shortly after, John Garcia formed Unida and then Hermano … Here are two rare scans from late 90s Visions Magazine and Rock Hard with an interesting side note on Scott Reeder being sound guy for Slo Burn.

#kyuss #queens of the stone age #slo burn #john garcia #josh home #stonerock #desertrock #90srock

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noiselessmusic · 7 months

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Descoberta da Semana: Nikki Lane

A nossa descoberta da semana é o som da cantora americana Nikki Lane. A cantora explora o country music com um toque glamuroso vintage, canta suas canções com suas letras sobre amor e muitas observações do dia a dia com boas guitarras e uma atmosfera feroz. Com cinco álbuns no currículo, sendo seu mais recente Denim & Diamonds, lançado em 2022, Nikki Lane também chamos a atenção de nomes como…

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#2023 #denim & diamonds #Descoberta da Semana #Indie #indie country #josh home #lana del rey #nikki lane #qotsa #Youtube

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mxdwn · 10 months

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Brody Dalle Shares Long Statement Regarding Child Custody Battle with Josh Homme

#josh home #brody dalle

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turnupthevolumebelgium · 11 months

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ALBUM OF THE DAY

'In New Tilmes Roman...' by Queens Of The Stone Age

16 June 2023

#queens of the stone age #Josh home #In New Times Roman #stoner rock

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mx-misty-eyed · 1 month

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“cant change what you’ve done start fresh next semester”

#did this after having a breakdown in state testing today #i had three pens a vauge idea of what cars looked like and a dream #this song also hits a little too close to home (-suicidal kid who keeps getting anxiety attacks in school)#twenty øne piløts #twenty one pilots #tyler joseph #josh dun #tøp #clique art #frankies art #ns art

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diedoverahat · 5 months

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teasing mike with an ice cube. 18+ mdi

not proofread don’t yell at me

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mike has been tied to the bed post for almost ten minutes now, and blindfolded for nearly just as long.

he’s fully worked himself up by this point. chest heaving, cheeks ruddy, lips slick and red, boxers tented deliciously. he looks perfect.

not to mention the thin lines of wetness trailing all over his chest and stomach, leaving little red paths from the intense cold in their wake.

you can’t remember who started this, all you remember is trying to fix mike and you a couple of drinks shortly after he got back from dropping abby at vanessa’s place. innocently filling each glass with ice cubes when mike slid up behind you, kissing your neck and whispering filth in your ear.

you rolled your eyes, feigning annoyance to rile mike up. it worked of course, he’s a simple man, but just not in the way you wanted it too. mike grabbed an ice cube and dropped it down the back of your shirt, and a small wrestling match ensued leaving both of you on the floor making out.

one thing led to another and mike hauled you up in a rush to get to the bedroom, you didn’t even notice he grabbed the glass full of ice cubes off the counter.

now you’re here, minus some clothes, sitting on mikes thighs trailing ice cube after ice cube over his sensitive skin on display.

“ah! mhm shit…” mike whimpers out when you run the cold ice over his left nipple, hands clenching and unclenching where they’re bound to the bedpost.

you hum back nonchalantly, mouth too occupied to respond fully. your lips wrapped around a piece of ice that’s quickly melting, you circle his nipple a few times drawing out little keens from him as you do.

the ice fully melts, leaving your lips cold as you trail kisses all along his pecs. you travel all the way up his neck, sucking at the sensitive spot behind his ear. mikes breathy moans make your heart race and fireworks go off deep in your stomach.

you take advantage of mike being blindfolded to surprise him, stopping your assault on his neck to kiss him properly. he responds almost immediately, craning his head up to desperately kiss you back and moaning into your mouth enthusiastically.

you smile into the kiss before you can stop yourself, mikes responsiveness to your touch never fails to make you giddy.

you pull back, breaking the kiss much to mikes dismay. he lets out an all suffering groan, trying his best to rear up in chase of your lips.

you sit back, just watching him for a second. the biggest drawback of the blindfold is that you can’t see mikes eyes. they’ve always been your favorite feature of his, they’re so expressive. you can read whatever he’s thinking by just looking in his eyes.

you reel back before you feel yourself starting to get too sentimental, that’s not what mike needs right now. that’s not what either of you need right now.

“how’s it feel?” you ask softly, running your hands up and down his chest.

mike shivers under your light touch. “feels weird,” he breathes out quietly, “feels so fucking good though.”

“yeah?” you ask hotly, reaching out to pluck another piece of ice wasting no time before popping it in your mouth and shuffling down mikes body.

“ah!” mike exclaims as you start up on his chest again, circling his right nipple a few times before making your way over to his left to repeat the process.

only this time you dare to go lower, dragging the ice down the center of his chest to his stomach to trace shapes with the ice. a circle, a square, a heart, you even spell your name out. mike yelps, his abs tensing.

“shit! baby oh god,” he babbles incoherently, head trashing back and forth on the pillow.

you trail the ice all the way to the hem of his boxers, kissing along where the seam meets his skin while raking your hands up his legs.

mike keens, his legs fight to stay still. “fuck yes, don’t stop. please don’t stop.”

hearing his desperate pleas and whines spur you on enough to stop teasing him. you roughly yank his boxers down, his hard dick bobbing out to slap against his stomach. you moan at the sight of him, flushed red and wet at the tip.

sparks go off at the base of your spine. you need him in your mouth now. you crunch down on your ice enthusiastically, swallowing the bits and pieces left.

you know your tongue, lips, and mouth are still cold from how many ice cubes you’ve gone through. apparently, mike didn’t think of that, so the cold kiss you plant on the tip of his dick takes him by surprise.

“fuck! oh fuck fuck fuck-“ he breathes out roughly as you run your cold tongue all over the length of him, kissing and suckling as you go.

you kiss your way up to the tip of his dick, gripping the base in your hand and wrapping your lips around the head.

“s’good baby, feels so good.” mike slurs quietly. you squeeze his thigh with your other hand, starting to bob your head in a steady rhythm.

you pull off, letting the spit that gathered in your mouth drip down the length of mikes dick before you continue bobbing your head. the lewd sound of slurping that fills the room makes your ears burn in the best way possible. the familiar weight and taste of him on your tongue leaves your pussy aching.

mike’s a incoherent mess at this point, reduced down to making needy sounds and tugging at his restraints in vain.

you plunge lower, down to the base of his cock and swallow around him. mike yelps.

“shit baby i’m gonna-fuck-i’m gonna fucking come.” he’s unable to stop the praises that flow out of his mouth. his legs are kicking out erratically, but you’ll give him a pass just this once.

you pull all the way off mike’s dick, using your hand to stroke him quickly. “do it mike. come for me,“ you purr hoarsely. “be good and come for me.” your lips brushing against the tip of mikes weeping dick has his orgasm hitting him like a train and spurting his come into your parted lips.

“fuck!” he shouts, voice raspy and loud. you bob your head down again to swallow his release, tearing an overwhelmed keen from mike’s chest. he’s rocking his hips mindlessly up into your mouth to ride out his orgasm.

you can tell that he’s extremely sensitive, but that doesn’t stop you. “oh shit–” mike gasps as you continue to suckle at his sensitive spent dick, coaxing out tiny drops of come.

“s’to much, i can’t!” he cries, hips pressing into the mattress trying to squirm away from the pleasure turned overstimulation. you take pity on him, and pull off after one long suck, pressing one last kiss to the head.

you slide up the length of mike’s body, pulling a blanket up with you to cover you both. his chest is heaving and he’s covered in sweat. “i’m gonna take the blindfold off.” you say softly, reaching up to gently remove the blindfold. he only grunts in response.

mike has his eyes closed when you take it off him, still coming down from his orgasm. then you undo the tie you used as a makeshift rope to free his wrists from the bedpost. tossing both items aside you finally lay down and cuddle up next to mike.

he turns his head to you, eyes open and looking into yours. “hi.” you say with a soft smile.

mike laughs weakly, strong arms circling your waist to pull you closer. “that was… holy shit.” mike says reverently. you laugh, tangling your legs with his under the blanket. “you’re welcome.”

mike doesn’t respond, instead leaning in to kiss you. the two of you slowly make out, hands roaming each others body’s contently. you pull back just enough to rest your forehead against his.

“you want that drink now?”

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schmidtsbimbo · 3 months

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the way i would give this man the most sloppiest,juiciest, wettest, dirtiest,sickening,stomach turning, shameful, degrading, humiliating, stickiest, stressful terrifying, eye rolling, soaked,eye twitching,lip biting,hair pulling, throat getting weaker and weaker, creaming in my pants, begging me to stop,arching, chained to the chair,creamiest pie, eyes filling with tears, can't breathe from how it's gurgling in my throat, never ending, head in the world.