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Hipgnosis was a British art design group (1968-1982) that specialized in creating cover art for the albums of rock musicians and bands
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#black sabbath#born again#paranoid#sabotage#dehumanizer#tyr#13#technical ecstasy#vol 4#never say die#heaven and hell#mob rules#master of reality#headless cross#sabbath bloody sabbath#vinyl#albums#records#metal#doom metal#heavy metal#classic metal#sabbath
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Há 38 anos acontecia o festival Live Aid.
Um dos destaques ficou por conta do Black Sabbath com 'Ozzie' Osbourne.
#Live Aid#1985#Black Sabbath#Ozzy#Ozzy Osbourne#Tony Iommi#Iommi#Geezer#Geezer Butler#Bill Ward#Paranoid#Master Of Reality#Vol. 4#Sabbath Bloody Sabbath#Sabotage#Technical Ecstasy#Never Say Die!#13#Metal#Heavy Metal#1980s#80s#1980s Music#1980s Metal#1980s Rock#80s Music#80s Metal#80s Rock
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(vía Cover ups: Storm Thorgerson's iconic album artwork – in pictures | Art and design | The Guardian)
Black Sabbath – Technical Ecstasy (1976)
Storm says: 'Here is a design taken unequivocally from the title. I don't think I heard the music, I'm sorry to confess, but the title was so evocative and promising that it wasn't necessary.'
Photograph: Storm Thorgerson/Taken By Storm
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Black Sabbath - Technical Ecstasy (1976)
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5:56 AM EDT April 28, 2022:
Black Sabbath - "It's Alright"
From the album Technical Ecstasy
(September 25, 1976)
Last song scrobbled from iTunes at Last.fm
File under: Heavy fucking metal
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25.09.1976 г. - Black Sabbath издават албума си "Technical Ecstasy"
Снимка: https://www.loudersound.com/
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BLACK SABBATH-BACK STREET KIDS
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you said you'd always love me, all of my life
and then you said your last goodbye, yeah, goodbye
why the sudden changes, why all of the lies
i should have seen it in your eyes
the endless hours of heartache, waiting for you
my summer love has turned to rain, all the pain
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#excuse me what#lmao#when i tell you the mental image of a bunch of 90s straight edge mormon kids getting high on pepsi and *checks notes* fu-flipping MDMA#heckin molly#i mean TECHNICALLY the word of wisdom doesn't EXPLICITLY mention. ECSTASY#djdjzjzuzujz#just the ultimate mdma control group because you know there's no interaction with hot drinks
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for the music asks: 2, 4, & 17 :)
hii! thank you for the asks 🥰
2. Name some of your top songs from this year
OOOHHH! okay i'm gonna do 2023 because we are getting some BANGERS already
Screaming Suicide // Metallica ; Strung Out Johnny // Iggy Pop ; Mark Chapman // Maneskin ; Love From The Other Side // Fall Out Boy (i'm open to suggestions of new songs - or even old ones ofc! but i make a yearly playlist and i've been loving that because it allows me to know more music)
4. Top shows you have seen
in order: Metallica Lisbon (2018), Metallica Lisbon (2019), Metallica Lisbon/Nos Alive (2022) , The Pretty Reckless London (2022) and Evanescence Lisbon (2022)
17. What does music mean to you?
Literally everything. It has saved my life countless times and will continue to do so i believe, it's what i aspire to work with all my life and surround myself with every second i'm alive, i have and will keep making sacrifices to go to shows, i would rather not eat just to see a band live. i'm a band aid
#thank you <3#love letter to music#'which came first music or misery?'#answers#jaymzhetfield#can you tell metallica is my fav band lmao ajdkjalkd#i have to say technically the last shows were better#the nos alive one was the worst in terms of comfort#the pretty reckless was the best and evanescence as well bc we could just exist so well#nos alive was incredibly well organized don't get me wrong but they gave out snake pit passes to everyone and it was almost 50ºC#but my ABSOLUTE fave was ofc the first one because i met all my dad's friends in the metallica fan club and we hung out all da#and when i heard ecstasy of gold for the first time i cried#and i think that i won't forget even with my amnesia or if i get alzheimer's when i'm old#evanescence one lisbon was LITCHERALLY flooded and we still went lmao that's what i'm talking about i will risk my life for music#sorry about rambling on i could talk all day about the concerts i went to
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in other news me and my sister are watching nge for the first time and it’s a good job i’m watching it diagnosed and medicated and in a good place in my life because all that notwithstanding every time we finish an episode we just look at each other like ‘guess i’ll go kill myself then’
#i am in victorian woman raptures of ecstasy from a technical standpoint i’ve literally never seen someone do so much with so much economy#like you never for a second think a choice has been made because of budget or time constraints it always feels like the only possible#choice they could have madeira so effortless it leave me breathless and dizzy#also shinji makes me feral leave him alone leave him ALONE i will die for him i will kill for him LEAVE HIM ALONE!!!!#he is. oh he is!!!!#nge
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it turned to smut in seconds, i cannot control my own hands, ok. 18+ (implication of breeding kink or something and simon's a jealous boy)
ex-husband simon who signed the divorce papers without a fight. it'd stung, you're not gonna lie, but it needed to be done and the fact that he didn't make a big fuss about it made things easier for you physically. (emotionally you were in shambles because did he not even want to try and fight for you?)
he comes over only on the weekends when he's on leave.
he's a good father to his boys. he takes them to their softball games when he can, buys them the ice cream and takes them toy shopping.
and then there's a sharp knock at your door on a wednesday afternoon.
"simon?"
he walks in like he owns the place, which technically he does- even pays the mortgage because there's no way you would be able to afford living here with your own measly income.
"what's this the boys are tellin' me 'bout a man bein' in here?" his voice is calm, steady. but you know simon better than you know yourself, and he's furious.
"i- i'm not sure-" he swipes his hand in the air and your mouth clicks shut.
"don't lie t'me, poppet, or i'll be findin' him myself an' you really don't want tha'."
what man? there hasn't been any since the divorce! you're digging through your memories, scrambling to find what the hell he's talking about when-
"oh! it's the plumber!" you take steadying breath. "i called a plumber on sunday. i needed the kitchen sink fixed."
his dark eyes are piercing, so sharp they could cut. simon's always been a walking lie detector, and it's unnerving to be on the opposite end of that analyzing stare.
he nods imperceptibly, then flicks his gaze to behind you, over your head. "show me."
you scoff indignantly. "show you what? the bloody sink?"
simon wordlessly heads to the kitchen and his knees pop as he kneels-
he's actually checking the fucking sink.
with a grunt, he leans his head into the cabinet and twist awkwardly which is no doubt causing a familiar pain to flare up in his lower back. you can't help but wince in sympathy.
lo and behold, there's a shiny, white elbow in the middle of the rest of the dirty, scratched pipe.
he hums, and rises to his feet, closing the cabinet with his leg.
simon approaches you slowly, fingertips touching the kitchen island as he rounds it. "palms flat on the counter, sweetheart."
oh. oh you know exactly what that means, and your pussy throbs almost in reflex. months without his touch and your body still responds the same.
your protest already at the tip of your tongue, almost involuntarily because principles, but he sees right through you, as he's always done.
"jus' a reward for all o' your hard work. takin' care o' the boys is a stressful job all on its own." his worn hand cups the underside of your jaw tenderly. "aren't i always good t'ya?"
your exhales are weak, just like your resolve. "okay."
simon's eyes glint with satisfaction as he lifts his hand, index pointing upwards and twirls it in a slow, deliberate motion.
your palms are flat on the counter when he curls his fingers into the waistband of your shorts and knickers, tugging them downward.
they're flat on the counter when he lowers himself to his knees and taps the inside of your foot, indicating you to widen your stance.
they're curled into fists when his breath puffs against your slick cunt and his warm tongue slides through your folds, drawing lazy circles around your bud. a tingle of arousal shoots up your spine, his mouth sparking a fire right under your navel.
they're reaching for simon, nails sinking into the delicate skin of his wrist as your back bows when you come on his tongue, vision spotted with black, blurry dots and white hot ecstasy coursing through your veins.
your hands are now crossed at the base of your spine, your cheek pressing into the cool kitchen counter as he bends you over it.
"15 minutes before the boys are home from school. tha's plenty o'time, yeah?"
a rhetorical, if you've ever heard one.
your knuckles stain white as you clench your fists at the heavy, hot weight of his manhood stretching your walls to take him in, a sweet burn that you've always loved. he's gentle but sure, bottoming out in one smooth stroke that pushes the air out of your lungs. the sibilant hiss simon lets out is never fails to elicit a whimper out of you.
"fuck," he groans. "i could stay inside this pretty pussy forever."
and the dirty talk. how much you've missed it.
"would you like tha', pet? be inside of ya til you don't know where i end and you begin?"
a garbled mhm slips past your lips. your head already empty at just the sensation of being so unbearably full that it feels like you're tearing at the seams.
"another time, then, since the kids'll be home soon."
he begins to move, shallow but firm thrusts that drag his cock along your nerves deliciously- a sure fire way of getting you to climax around him in minutes.
your walls begin to squeeze down as the knot in your stomach tightens, and he lets go of your wrists, looping an arm around your waist and straightens you- his broad chest to your much smaller back.
his clever fingers wind downwards, and rub precise, little circles on your slippery clit, and it's all too much, you're hurtling toward the precipice at neck break speed- "god, simon, please-"
his pace never falters, not his hips nor his fingers as your moans begin to rise in pitch. "i'll get ya there, love."
he does, he gets you to your highest peak- blindingly intense- one that chokes the very breath out of you and slackens your knees. "i've got ya."
there's no strength left in you to brace for the spine-jarring thrusts he gives after, the only thing keeping you from sprawling forward is the arm that's looped around you as he pulls you to him.
"on anything?" he rumbles.
your ears ring at that because he can't possibly- your head shakes unbidden.
"good."
the last four thrusts are heavy, backed by his weight, and he smothers a loud groan into the junction of your shoulder as he finishes inside of you- thick, viscous cum filling you until it begins to drip and fall to the floor with an audible plop.
he presses tender little kisses to your sweaty shoulder and nips the side of your neck. "just in time."
the clock on the stove says 5 minutes before the bus gets there.
he helps you redress, chuckling under his breath when you won't look him in the eye. "i'll get the kids, go get cleaned up."
the knot in your chest loosens when you hear the boys' laughter at seeing their father on the driveway. it loosens when simon picks both of them up, one in each arm, and glances up at you as you look down at them from the window.
heat licks up your cheeks when he gives you a smarmy little grin.
idiot.
#call of duty#simon ghost riley#simon ghost riley x f reader#simon ghost riley smut#simon ghost riley x reader#cod mw2#simon ghost riley x you#simon riley smut#cod smut#cod mwii#simon riley#ghost smut
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did someone say sex pollen.
with with with bff!loser!luke and and and he's just so fidgety and just wants r so so so bad and he just just like yeah yeah
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he's just so, so embarrassed about it, too.
he's sweating buckets, pupils blown and his eyes darting this way and that. his muscles twitching, fingers fidgeting, jaw ticking and grinding.
and eventually you pull him aside, crossing your arms over your chest and staring him down with curious (and judgmental) eyes.
"what'd you take?"
there's no room for lies, no room for denial. but technically, luke didn't take anything, which he tells you.
"bullshit." you're quick to call it. "what is it? ecstasy? coke? i need to know if i'm gonna help you." your tone is of disappointment already, and luke doesn't want to disappoint you even more because you and your siblings clearly told him to stay away from the plants in the greenhouse.
but had he listened? no.
he's close to telling you, close to getting the truth out of his system so you can get whatever this is out of his system, too. but then a gust of wind blows by and he gets a whiff of your scent.
and then his eyes are fluttering shut and his lips are parting and he doesn't notice it, but his hips rut up into the air too.
you, ever the attentive person, gasp lightly.
"oh. oh, shit."
and it's then that it occurs to luke that he's in deeper shit than he originally thought.
the realization is reinforced when you explain to luke that, according to cabin four's current notes and findings, if he doesn't have sex soon he could overheat and die.
but luckily, you're a good best friend who's always willing to help him. no matter what.
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There's an unconfirmed theory that the love potion Velvette and Valentino sells is his spit, and literally just the spit in his mouth is a doping aphrodisiac
Like ok here's something I've considered. Say you're a new Sinner in Hell. You meet him night ONE down there. You've got nowhere to stay. You're watching people be stabbed and robbed outside, but here in the studio, you're sitting with this Mr Valentino who you just met. It's obvious that he's fucking trouble but he's a much more welcoming option to the unhinged chaos outside (especially if you're a woman, being without shelter is WOOOF dangerous)
It really depends on the person, but technically, isn't "sleep with me and I'll give you a place to sleep for the night" like actually an incredibly lucky almost one sided deal in this context?
So Reader agrees. It's- It's just sex right? It isn't... THAT bad? But little do you know, even just kissing him can turn your mind to mush. He's got his tongue in your mouth and, he suddenly starts asking all these really intimate, personal questions. You've already been drinking, and now with his red hot aphrodisiac delivered straight into your mouth, you're basically hopped up on ecstasy. One minute you're talking with Angel, not sure where you're going to go, the next, you're in Valentino's lap, willingly letting him shove his tongue down your throat, drinking after him, taking shotguns of smoke from his cigarette while he asks you how many times you've had sex, what your favorite positions are, just... he'd have you in the palm of his hand.
There's an Angel Dust fanart comic about Val luring AD into the room where he has aphrodisiac burning like an incense and Angel is being drugged just standing in the room and I can totally see Valentino doing shit like this. He's just chilling with some of his girls and they're all sitting around basically making out and being horny and drinking and doing drugs, and Valentino is still making you fetch him drinks. At some point you're standing there and he sees you wobble a bit and he realizes you're getting the secondhand smoke and suddenly he's intimately curious how you look and sound when you're embarrassed and starts teasing you and becomes addicted to it
Valentino is a sadist. You want me to believe he'd see Reader there hot in the face and starting to sweat and suddenly nervously giggling at all of his flirtatious comments and filthy questions and he WOULDN'T start groping you up just to hear you squeal for him to stop? Please. And then once you're all loopy and easily manipulated, then he'll start laying on the charms, the compliments, the promises. He could treat you so well, baby, and all you have to do is just have a nice little... cuddle session with him once or twice or dozens of times :3c and he always gets you so fucked up first that, really, his offers just sound like the most fun in the world...
#yandere hellaverse#yandere hazbin hotel#valentino x reader#yandere x reader#yandere stuff#sinprompts
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