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daisy chains
luke castellan
x child of demeter!reader; poc friendly
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you often find yourself sitting on a random hill at camp, letting the warm morning sun soak into your skin and the slightly damp grass leave soft green stains on your jean shorts. you fiddle with the grass, often pulling out one or two strands and braiding them.
over, under, over, under. the patterned motion relaxes you as it continues. over, under, over, under.
you toss the strands of grass aside and opt for the daisies that lay around you. it was probably bad karma to rip flowers out of the ground and your mother would probably be at least a bit peeved if she saw you do this. it didn’t matter much to you, you never met demeter and didn’t feel indebted to her in any way. you could make as many daisy chains as you wanted, no one could stop you.
it was similar to how eliza, your friend from athena, would make paper stars whenever she got anxious. your daisy chains and her paper stars were just motions.
either way, luke didn’t mind your habit. he thought it was cute how your twitching hands could make such a beautiful little thing. the intricate braids laced around white daisies and took shape of whatever you wished. sometimes it became a crown. others, it was a necklace. you tried to make a bracelet once, but it fell apart and you hadn’t tried since, instead sticking to what you were more confident in.
speaking of luke, the son of hermes was making his way over to you. “what’re you doing up?”
“i could say the same to you.” you said with a smile so soft it rivaled your voice, unnecessarily quiet as to not wake any campers.
perhaps unknowingly following your example, luke lowered his voice as well, despite being far away from any cabins and not being loud to begin with. “you got me there. i was gonna go to the range to practice the bow, you know i’ve been trying to improve?” he added a lilt to the end of his sentence as if he was asking a question.
it took you a second to process what he was saying. “no… i didn’t know that. why? you’ve seemed fine with the bow last i saw you, no?”
“see!” he put emphasis on that word, as if he had proved you wrong. “i seemed fine, not good. big difference, love.” he looked down at your hands, noticing for the first time what you were fiddling with. “you wanna come join? i’m sure there’re plenty of flowers over by the range.”
your smile continued to widen at the goofy expression luke held, clearly proud of himself for finding a way to get you to join him. most times, luke preferred to practice his weaknesses by himself — that was why he was up so early, after all — but he always appreciated when you joined him. he called you his “good luck charm.”
“of course i’ll come, luke.” you popped up off the ground, now no longer as damp as it once was. green stains from the grass painted your shorts, but you ignored them. your hands scurried to snatch up the daisy chain that laid on the ground right below you. the chain was quickly stitched into a crown before you placed it on luke’s head. it was slightly too big and almost fell in front of his eyes.
he linked arms with you and the both of you continued down the hill, sitting course for the range.
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my tags are also rlly glitchy so pls excuse if any of them are wrong
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legallybrunettedotcom · 4 months
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never look back, walk tall, act fine I some dancing on film I youtube link
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whimsigh · 2 months
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transsexualblood · 1 year
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carrd <- wip pls be 15+ when following.
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🌿 spam is ok if we r mutuals 👍 luv u rb whatever :3 🐝 bigots terfs proship map ect dni i hate u i Hope u die 🖕 🍎 this is my selfship blog if u wanna follow my main it’s @animaltooth :3 ilu
the main tags :3
#me -> tag 4 my ids
#save -> my personal archive of things i wanna look back on :3
#mine -> my creations! if i ever do make some ^_^
#asks -> questions/stuff in my askbox!
#fav -> stuff i like a whole lot :D
#scrapbook -> art tag for fanart of my partners :3
#home video -> gifs/videos/visual stuff of my sweeties ^___^
luvr tags <3
#📹 -> alex k.
#🚭 -> tim w.
#🏚️ -> the masked man.
#📀 -> paul l.
#🫀 -> gloria.
#⚰️ -> nadja.
#🗝️ -> jane a.
#🩸 -> ruby.
#🦇 -> meg.
#💊 -> sophie w.
#☕️ -> harvey.
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ofhiswitness · 2 years
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》 just a little bit of art i did . hehe . really like how he turned out . . . :]
》 walridered version under the cut , i forgot to clip the blood . . i messed it up a little but its alright . .
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bamdelune · 11 months
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In Hindsight (🎧) scaramouche x reader smau
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synopsis. You are a singer-songwriter. Music has always been a part of you, it's a part of your identity that no one can ever take away. However, there's always a catch: you are diagnosed with a chronic illness that puts your life on a timer. Those who have heard your countless melodies have grown to notice that the notes on the sheet played a gloomier tune. Would the snarky and capable medical student you've met be able to bring life back into these melodies? Even as your life begins to seep out of your own body? A reboot/rebranded version of Autumn Leaves.
tags. gender-neutral reader, angst, fluff, crack, heavy contexts of death and illnesses, friends to lovers, slowburn, profanities, drinking (characters are in college), suggestive themes but no nsfw.
status. ended (06.07.23) — (08.21.23)
taglist. (status: open) — @beriiov @alatusorrow @br0oke96 @ohmyfinggod @itzblazekun @featuredtofu @sketcheeee @lazy-sanns @sakurapeach @sheraffim @vxmp-loml @sukunasrealgf @sleepning @yukiipc @thenightsflower @aqvvas @scaramoo @coquettemaiden @dappledstars @pooonyo @certified-simp-4evr @alatus-viator @yuminako @zephestia @mellowberrie (comment/send an ask to be added or removed, please let me know if i forgot to add you since my notification feed can be flooded sometimes!)
notes. using the 2023 calendar for the dates, timestamps don't matter unless stated, grammatical errors and typos here and there, slow updates but ending is already planned out, overall would have a heavy atmosphere for the duration of the runtime! will retain the taglist of autumn leaves along with the new ones that can be requested for this smau ! would be adding bonus episodes from time to time.
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★ playlist. click here!
☆ cameo requests [open]. click here!
★ kuni's circle | reader's circle
TEASERS 📹
01. guess who's back
TRACKLIST 🎐 ( expected run-time: 20 chapters )
01. salt air
02. room 613
03. who i see in the corner of my room at night
04. the day i died once
04a. the day i died once pt. 2
05. tinsels around the tree
06. sugar cookies & diabetes
07. when the clock strikes
08. wash my back
09. ping pong
10. blue hour
11. graduation blues
12. i'm free!
13. new year, old me
14. tightrope
15. ring the alarm
16. tell me you don't care
17. forget them, i want him instead
18. all this late night talking
19. motherly cherish
20. kuni exclusive
21. halloween
22. and i'd go back to december all the time
23. never let go
24. don't go anywhere i can't follow
25. before you let go
26. plague my mind like how you always did
27. (epilogue) pieces of love
HIDDEN TRACKS 🎼 (bonus + side chapters)
01. you wanna see something funny
02. in bitterness comes fruit
03. never mind, never mine
04. well-planned funeral
05. the other way (spin off)
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charmiely · 1 month
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🖋️ ༅.. The brown-haired poetess pens verses with soulful grace. ❥ ⁺ ִ
..🔖 𐙚! Delectable autumn cinnamon toast warms hearts with cozy flavors. 🍁੭୧ ׄ ⸼
𐙚 ֺ  ִStrolling beneath blossoming cherry trees, a breathtaking sight.𖣂
📹.. ⓘ Preserve every cherished moment with you in snapshots captured. ♥️𓂅
𓇣 ׄ ִ 🧣Cozying up with knitting, tea, cinnamon toast, at @channel 🫖🪡
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cookie-crumblr · 7 months
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Hype Train!
F! Streamer Reader x M!Yandere Streamer OC
Part 2~
His Info: 📹✨
Part: 1 2 3
!!!MINORS DNI!!!
CW: !F reader, use of she/her when referring to reader, reader has a vagina, extortion, pet names not given by ML (kitten, good girl), little angsty possibly?, smut will start in the next part!🐶✨!
“Sup Jazzy” his own voice says to him.
“Sup Devvy, how’re you and Issac?”
“Awww, did you just call cause you missed us?” they say in an mocking tone, their voice changing to one of their own mid way through the sentence.
“Always, but that’s not why I called.” He sends a copy of some of your cat cam footage that he sped watched through. “I just need the name of the dick hole at 57:32. I’d do it myself but I don’t want to look that thing up on my work computer.”
“Ooooo! I see why you need that info. She’s mine and Issac’s type too… Sent!”
“Thanks. This still doesn’t pay me back by the way.”
“Figures, I am using your face and all.”
“Yeah ‘nd my face is hot. You’ll owe me for a long time you filthy fuckin’ sadist.”
“Takes one to know one,” they say through a smirk. “Hey Jasper,” their head tilts in curiosity, “your girl just left her building…”
“What?” He pulls up some of the other cameras in the building to look. The second floor has a bling camera that pinged it’s owner’s phone just now.
Sure enough you’re seen walking down the stairs in front of that door. You have a baking pan in hands with one birthday candle sticking out of what looks like chocolate cake.
“Why is she going out at this time? it’s like 3am for her. Has she done this before? does she always bring cake, and nothing else?”
Not even a second passes, “Looks like once a month. She goes out at two-ish, I followed her through the ground cameras to a factory. Sending all footage from the last time now. And coordinates for current active cameras near the perceived destination.”
“Shit. A factory?! What could she possibly be doing at a place like that at three in the fucking morning. That’s so dangerous. Watch her until she gets home. And I don’t know, fucking, blow somethin’ up if shit starts to go down. I have to take a flight. ‘Nd, don’t go outside for a while, unless you get a new face in the meantime.”
“Awww, but I like your face,” they pout.
“Me too! Just kidnap someone for a minute, and deal with it. jeeze. You’ll figure it out.”
“Or I could—”
“Bye Dev.in, i’ll be in contact, and if something happens to her, you’re never getting out of my contract.”
“I hate being indebted to a filthy fucking sadist like you.” they fake a sigh, not actually upset.
“Takes one to know one.” Jasper hangs up abruptly, already packing up three laptops, and their accessories to go.
Sure enough, you’ve walked all the way to a factory at 3am.
You’re running a little late tonight…
He can wait… You think.
He’s already extorting you double, almost triple your rent now.
He can wait.
“Fuck!” You hurry.
All you brought is that stupid hollow cake filled with a plastic bag of cash, and a lighter. Like always.
Eventually you get there, none the wiser that you’re being watched over by a sort of guardian angel this time.
They invisibly follow as you swerve through dark alley ways. You take slightly different routes every time.
Dev.in sits watching, waiting, finding everything nearby that they could hack if they need to cause a distraction to hopefully save you if it comes to that.
You’ve done this so many times before, usually just out of a camera’s reach.
They get into the satellites, replaying footage, as it is unfolding in real time, comparing.
On more than one time you’ve gotten attacked.
Jasper isn’t going to like that.
He already doesn’t approve of this.
You hobble dazedly to the ER when that happens, but you still go to the drop off point first.
What could be more important or scary than that, that you’d not see a doctor first?
The satellite and the real time footage all play out similarly:
You meet the same man.
He grabs you
He kisses you on the cheek.
You light the candle.
He blows it out.
He leans in to say something into your ear.
You walk either home, or to the hospital depending.
Dogs are out barking viciously nearby.
You don’t even flinch at any of this anymore.
This has been going on for more than a year it seems.
What is in that cake?
“The cake you wanted.” You shift uncomfortably, holding the pan out in offering. “And sorry I was running a little late.”
“It’s okay,” He gives you that smile that sends a freezing chill right down into your bones. “things happen,” He shrugs.
He kisses you on the cheek, and leans further to tell you how much you owe them next month and the day he wants you to come.
His menthol cigarette scent makes you nauseous the closer he gets to you.
Intrusive and rough hands grope up your arms and one rests now under your chin.
He makes you feel filthy.
You’re grimacing.
“I trust you Kitten, besides… you know i’ll get my money one way or another.” His grip tightens and your face scrunches harder. “You’d hate to go back into the pit right? Now go on home and be a good girl until we meet again…” his grip is so tight you stifle a whine.
You turn and walk away again. Keeping your pace even, and your head held high.
You almost blend into the underground world.
Almost.
A man with a blade that glints in the cameras is following you back home.
While you fiddle with the main door’s lock and your keys, your hands tremble, displaying how terrified you really are.
Dev.in starts a car parked directly behind you.
You manage to stumble inside while the guy is distracted.
You lean against the inside of the front door, a relieved, and beyond stressed sigh leaves your chest.
Then you head upstairs, fatigued just like every time prior.
You have a fitful rest, filled to the brim with nightmares that constantly wake you up, panting and clutching your chest.
The dawn finally comes. The sun is more than welcome as it shines through the slits between your blackout curtains.
You jump out of bed, not wanting to try and sleep any longer.
You have today off work, thank goodness.
As soon as your computer is on, and dipcord is open, you get a DM, “Hey! Sorry I had to suddenly leave last night! getting a little overworked rn. Wanna VC soon?”
You call him this time.
The longer it rings, the harder your heart pounds.
“Hey there, Y/N, I forgot to tell you somethin’ last night.”
“Oh really?” You try not to sound nervous, or stressed but he can hear it all in your sleepy inflections.
“I have a meet up comin’ up soon!” He didn’t until last night though. “It’s in (a city near you), is that close to you at all? My viewers have been begging me to bring you since they met you!” He isn’t wholly lying, they really do love you already.
“What?! really!” your excitement overpowers you precarious emotional state, “That’s actually super close to me! I think I can afford the trip…” You sigh, remembering work, “Wait, um what day…?”
He frowns, his heart spreading a tingling sharp pain all the way down to his left hand, “I-I can change it! i-if you can’t make the day! when are your days off next month?”
“No!” ops, that came out a little too loud, “Uh, no, sorry. I can’t have you do that. I mean, what if your viewers already changed their schedule?” You sigh.
He hasn’t even told them yet, nobody’s schedule can be impacted.
He scrubs the footage from the bling camera downstairs to see your schedule quickly, you seem to have one day off a week… What the fuck? He thinks… And so much overtime, how little are they paying you?
“Jasper…?”
“Oh sorry! i only got like three hours of sleep last night,” he chuckles”
“Oh no! that’s not good, you should try and nap after this!” you sound so genuinely stressed for him. His pain evaporates.
“It’s on Tuesday the 12th. Is that doable?”
You sigh in relief, “Yes! I actually can! that’s so cool! it falls right on one of my days off!” Your gut flips, something feels so off…
Maybe it’s just the residual feeling from last night?
“Awesome! I’ll definitely be takin’ that nap soon then,” he laughs such a perfect and easy laugh, it somehow eases your entire being beyond belief.
Tears start prickling your eyes, and he hears your tiny sniffle.
“Is somethin’ the matter Y/N?” His voice is so gentle again. he makes you imagine a summer morning in a sprawling golden field. It’s like sun on your skin for the first time in so long…
Yes. God yes. your life. That’s what’s wrong. How the fuck did you get in half the predicaments you’re currently in? “No,” You fake a yawn, “I’m just a little sleepy, I guess we’re in the same boat there!” you let out a laugh that sounds more strained than you wanted.
You can’t cry yet.
Don’t cry yet.
Please.
Do. Not. cry.
I’m gonna take a nap too! sorry I-I have to go!” Your voice cracks, “sleep well, Jasper…”
You hang up without giving him a chance to say anything more. Without the chance to catch you.
and the second that app is closed, your dam bursts.
You feel like screaming, and you feel hoarse like you already have been.
How long ago was the last time you’ve cried?
The last time you’ve even felt safe enough to cry.
“Jazzy! my man-”
“Dev, I need ya to black this entire town out for an hour.”
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jwrnya · 1 year
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@ : “📹+ 📰” ! 23/05/11 : "and i can't help myself, all i wanna hear her say is : "are you mine ?" are you mine ? are you mine ?"
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you saw his thirsty eyes, he looked at you as if devouring you, and to the end pulling away and removing the bandage of your stockings. he touched every millimeter of your thighs, as if he were the most important caretaker of your thighs. he gripped them, squeezing, causing a slight moan and pain, then stroked, looking down at your face, watching as your face changed.
he heard you moan.
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his signature smirk flashed on his face, he pulled your calves to his lips, and kissing you, his hand went down to your panty line as if teasing, running his fingers around, but not touching the most important thing.
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fr-ogii · 2 months
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mundanities
luke castellan
x gn!reader; poc friendly
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the two of you sat on a bench somewhere near the edge of camp. you had a book open in your hands and one of your legs was across his lap. letting it rest there gently, you were content with feeling his warm skin on yours.
“are you sure you’re reading that? i don’t think i’ve seen you turn in the page in a bit.”
luke was right, you’ve been rereading the same page for the past ten minutes. it was really hard to concentrate so close to him. it was pathetic, really. just how much you struggled to be around an attractive guy.
“i’m just a slow reader.” it was a foolish lie and both of you knew it, you were one of the fastest readers at camp (mostly because so few campers even bothered trying to read a book; their dyslexia overpowering any desire they had). you tried again, “and… it’s just not a very interesting book. hard to get sucked into it, you know?”
“what’s it about?”
gods! that’s probably the worst question he could’ve asked you. you truly had no idea what book was in your hands.
“just something stupid about a fairytale or something. you wouldn't like it.”
“you sure?” he let out a soft chuckle. “maybe my dyslexia’s acting up, but i’m pretty sure the title is ‘frankenstein.’ doesn’t seem like much of a fairytale.”
accepting defeat, you closed the cover -- not even bothering to mark the page -- and pulled your leg out of his lap.
“okay fine. you caught me. now what?”
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CRASH INTO ME REAL HARD
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sour-ggrapess · 1 year
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CAN I SHOW YOU MY LOVE?
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♡゙  :    𓈒are you mines tomorrow or only for tonight   📹  ?
jungkook X FEM READER
request by @yourbobaeyestell
A\N: im sorry for the neglect but im back noww and I got new furniture!
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summery; he only wants you when he wants pussy
warnings; toxic jungkook, big d!ck jk, slight f!nger!ng, belly bulge upright missionary s!e!x, jk might be using you.
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"DO YOU EVEN FUCKING EVEN WANT ME?" you scream out at jungkook. Hes sitting on your bed with his head down and eyes low like a child whos getting lectured. "YOU USE ME FOR COMFORT AND PLEASURE!" you exclaim making him feel like a dick. "I think we should go our own ways and you just leave me alone," you suggest in a low voice.
Jungkook jumps up off the bed and grabs your hand and looks into your eyes making you fall into his stary eye illusion that makes you reconsider what you just said. "Baby you know I fucking love you more than anything I truly want to be with you every minute of the day but I dont want to brake you by opening up to you and becoming your boyfriend. Im only doing this because I love you so much, can I show you how much I love you?," He trys to sweet talk you as he grasps your chin.
Was he gaslighting you? He definitely was but when he was around he truly made you feel good. His sparkly eyes making you nod your head giving him approval. His strong tattoed hands picking you up and placing you on the bed as pushed you to lay down. He sat on his knees in between your legs, his mouth meeting yours, saliva mixing as his tongue entered your mouth. Tongues swirling around as jungkooks hard print rubbed against your clothed pussy causing the wet spot to grow.
He lifted your night gown off your shoulders and above your head and tossing it to the floor. His mouth moved from your lips to your right boob, his warm tongue on your nipple making your back arch in the air a bit and a moan escape your lips. His hand replacing his mouth as he moved down to slide your panties off and down your legs.
His warm thumb rubbed against your hard clit, it made soft whimpers leave your mouth and your hips shutter causing him to spread them wide and hold them down in place. He slides his hips up and pulls his grey sweats down along with his PSD bape boxers that made his dick look gaint and it was gaint never failing to shock you.
Jungkook aligned himself up with your sopping cunt then sliding his length in, his dick even touching your pussy made you feel like you smoked 6 blunts and now your cloud9. Sliding in and out at a normal pace making you feel loved more than when he rammed into you just to have a quick nut but it was more fun.
His toned sexy body hovered over you as slowed down his strokes and got more deeper, that shit made your pussy jump like you could fell his dick in your stomach. You picked his hand up and moved it to your lower stomach and showed him how you could feel it in your tummy. "I-in my tummy." you whine out with a moan following after, "You feel me in your stomach baby?" jungkook growls as he bites his lip as he starts going harder making him bump into your cervix.
This action making a porn star moan scream escape your lips as you released on his dick. It felt like your problems and worrys melted away on his dick but this feeling stopping as he pulls your legs apart even more as he nuts all over your stomach and belly button.
"do I go back out your window or do you want me to stay?"
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nicolascageisagoth · 9 months
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I have been thinking how to explain what i want to explain but time goes, memories fade, and I got the flu, so there is no chance that I will write a good story in a pleasant narrative style in the near future. Just let me leave a few facts and thoughts here.
It was my first DM concert, my first stadium show and it happend to be diametrically opposed to my expectations. First of all, if you stand under the stage it is the same as small club performances for me. I didn't feel the scale of the stadium and that there were about 60-70 000 people around me (The capacity of the stadium is 58 580 seats and together with the field it is 72 900 people. It wasn’t sold out but ~90-95% of seats were taken plus almost the whole field). I didn't feel how big the show was. Just DM, me and some dudes around.
About people around. I understand how difficult and scared for some it can be to stay alone on the show BUT I saw the pain of fans who brought their partners or friends who didn’t care at first, they were annoyed being here for hours (understandable) and the second: fans couldn’t relax with them, couldn’t enjoy the show. Their bodies couldn’t allow their owners to dance, to jump or scream like they are ashamed by their own wishes. I danced alone in that area. People around me supportably smiled, but one guy was almost in tears bc of his partner. He glanced at me from time to time, I waved and sang to him like hey let’s do it together, we all! At least he smiled in the end. My advice to think twice when you do any activities and be honest with yourself, your friends, families and partners. It’s not worthy «to share» your patient with someone who doesn’t care. It can end painfully.
Audience. You can read everywhere it was before, it is now that the Polish audience is one of the best. Well. People were nice around, kind and helpful. That’s not typical, yes. I was surprised by the reaction for some tracks. Like for Stripped I expected at least their souls would go out from their chests or smth 🌚 but no, the audience was quit calm. Meanwhile It’s no good ripped off everyone's pants. In general it looked like people are calm to 2/3 of the set list.
Martin. Today several posts on different platforms popped up that we should appreciate Martin more. One girl even described her feelings similarly to mine after the show. Yes, we should! He is the author, he has a uniq style from writing to dressing, and damn! He sings so emotionally! His voice is alive. It was breathtaking. He really enjoyed the music and gave himself to us, not just worked off the money. I don’t care about his old voice, I don’t care about his low notes which are not his register, it doesn’t matter in his case! If he started a solo project I would visit every show
About the venue. PGE Narodowy is a stadium in Warsaw. It is a famous place for its awful sound. Actually it was good from the field. The same like in Atłas Arena in Łódź. PGE NARODOWY DOESNT HAVE A ROOF. It is the same like in Bucharest. The stadium sold beer straight on the field from the beginning to the end and during the show 🗿 19 zł (€4.26) for 500 ml
If someone needs this information.
I was in a hospital that morning. In a really bad condition driving to the show that evening I thought I was going to get the worst spot with a terrible sound plus rain as the cherry on the top. Instead of this I freely walked around the whole place till DM talking with people sharing some drinks and snacks. I got the best spot I could get in the golden circle under the stage and stars were shining in the sky – no one cloud that night.
We got Strangelove 🤍👠⚫️📢 Frankfurt got Shake the Disease 🦩🕴🏻📹 I’m so happy for us.
Memento Mori Tour 2023
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bamdelune · 10 months
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In Hindsight 📹 Ch. 14: "tightrope"
notes. highly recommended to read the bonus chapter: "never mind, never mine" to understand this chapter better :]
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synopsis. You are a singer-songwriter. Music has always been a part of you, it's a part of your identity that no one can ever take away. However, there's always a catch: you are diagnosed with a chronic illness that puts your life on a timer. Those who have heard your countless melodies have grown to notice that the notes on the sheet played a gloomier tune. Would the snarky and capable medical student you've met be able to bring life back into these melodies? Even as life begins to seep out of your own body? (scaramouche x gn!reader)
tags. gender-neutral reader, angst, fluff, crack, heavy contexts of death and illnesses, friends to lovers, slowburn, profanities, drinking (characters are in college), suggestive themes but no nsfw.
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workersolidarity · 3 months
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💥RESISTANCE MODIFIES ASSAULT RIFLE TO FIRE HOMEMADE ANTI-PERSONNEL GRENADES💥
📹 Scenes from the al-Quds Brigades belonging to Palestinian Islamic Jihad (PIJ) making homemade anti-personnel "lightning" bombs which they proceed to fire from a modified assault rifle towards Israeli occupation soldiers invading the Al-Amal neighborhood of Khan Yunis, in the south of Gaza.
Due to Israel's ongoing, nearly two decades-long (since 2005) blockade of the Gaza Strip, Resistance groups have found creative ways of making weaponry with which to resist the Israeli Occupation Forces with; including homemade grenades, mines, IEDs, and the "Yassin" 105mm RPG shell, which has destroyed many of the armored vehicles seen in videos.
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