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legendarytragedynacho · 5 months

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Lizzy Mercier Descloux and Lydia Lunch performing in a show at The Hurrah In NYC, 1980

Hurrah was the first large dance club in NYC to feature punk, new wave and industrial music.

📷 Lisa Genet

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felixfeliccis · 3 months

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Finished reading dungeon meshi. I'm never gonna recover

#anyway now i can watch the anime #hurrah #‼️‼️‼️

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loquaciousquark · 4 months

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[Fic] A Midwinter's Carol; in Prose; Being a Ghost Story of Baldur's Gate [1/1]

Rating: G Characters/Pairings: Astarion/Tav, various cameos Word Count: 10k Notes: Thanks from the very southernmost reaches of my heart must go to @eponymous-rose, who suggested the idea and then gave me Christmas Past and Present; and to @jadesabre301, who sacrificed most of her afternoon to this beta.

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Cazador was dead: to begin with. There was no doubt whatever about that. Astarion had plunged a very beautiful knife a dozen times or more into his gut and left him in tattered shreds upon his ritually carven floor. The compulsion which had haunted the farthest reaches of his memory had vanished like mist with his master’s death.

Mind! It cannot be implied that there is a particular similarity between a vampire lord, who is un-dead, and a dead vampire, despite the mimicking shape of those descriptors. Neither bears real facility of life, true, with a beating heart and a cheek which might yet blush, but the one may wield an un-life never again to be possessed by the other, who will do little more than lie still and rot away into new earth. Cazador was a corpse, mouldering beneath the ground. In all ways he had been flung across that lofty river into the mundanity of real and final death. This must be distinctly understood, or nothing that follows will seem wondrous.

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Links: FF.net, AO3

#astarion #tav #tavstarion #baldur's gate 3 #quark writes #i can't tell you how often i made myself laugh writing this #i really REALLY hope you like it #writing and even rereading this honestly felt like a fever dream and i'm legit still giddy over parts of it #ALSO TODAY IS MIDWINTER'S DAY #WHAT A DELIGHTFUL COINCIDENCE FOR ME IN PARTICULAR #HURRAH

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kommandantpinks · 2 months

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#linked universe #lu warriors #lu wars #SCARF HAS RETURNED #HURRAH #TODAY IS A GOOD DAY #A HAPPY DAY

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spadethebitch · 8 months

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Every time my footsteps sound like footsteps in an animated show I celebrate a little

#hurrah #even for that split second I can pretend that I am simply not real #animation

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ananxiousgenz · 1 month

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TPP HADESTOWN AU PART 4

ANOTHA ONE. i am so sorry guys, but the muse has possessed me and i literally cannot stop writing. this is no longer a flash fic. i am now a slave to the au. this time will be a direct continuation of part 3 because honestly i wanted to keep writing that but i also just wanted to post it so consider this a kind of part 2 to part 3 if that makes sense

tpp mutuals come get your juice!!! @smidgen-of-hotboy @ceaseless-watchers-special-girl @urjover @one-joe-spoopy @waters-and-the-wilde

when he said his name, juno heard it.

ringing in the background like the hum of a crystal wine glass.

the song.

when peter nureyev said his name, the song echoed with it.

"your name has the same melody," juno breathed, eye wide and searching for some kind of answers on the face of this strange, beautiful man. how could his name have the song of spring laced through it?

nureyev shot him a sideways look and took a sip of his drink. "so. what do you do for a living, lady who's going to marry me?" he questioned, leaning back in his chair and looking juno over with a gaze he could only describe as skeptical.

"oh! well, I work here at the bar with rita. she's over there. but you've met her already so I don't know why I'm introducing her."

rita gave a friendly wave from her perch behind the bar.

"I also, um. I, uh. I sing. sometimes. not all the time. i'm not bad at it. typically when I do sing, someone will give me a couple bucks. it's nice. oh, and uh, I can play guitar too, but I haven't done it in years, and to be honest, I don't really want to-"

nureyev cut juno off, looking away disinterestedly and downing the rest of his drink. "that's nice. so you're like all the other bar workers in existence. that doesn't exactly sound like something I'd want to marry."

suddenly, the butterflies that had been gradually building in juno's stomach began to unexpectedly drop dead.

"heyyyyyyy, that's not very nice, mista nureyev. mista steel isn't like all the otha ladies you eva met! he's a very supa awesome lady who I love workin' with and-oh oh oh! mista steel! you GOTTA tell him about that song you're workin' on! it's so pretty! and important! I'm sure mista nureyev would LOVE to hear about that!" rita cried, bounding off the bar and hustling over to deliver another drink to the table.

"oh, uh, yeah! I'm working on this song to bring spring back again," juno said, feeling mildly embarrassed that rita brought it up with this man who was still basically a total stranger. "it's not done, honestly, it needs a lot of work. but, when i'm finished with it, it will hopefully fix.....everything."

"wait just a moment." nureyev's brow furrowed and juno's stomach twisted at the sight. even when he was skeptical and defensive and bone-tired, he was still so damn attractive. gods, what juno wouldn't give to just kiss him right now- focus, steel, he's trying to talk to you-

"so you say this song will bring spring back again?"

"yup! at least it should."

"that's...." nureyev placed a finger over his lips in thought. "I haven't seen a proper spring in at least a decade, maybe more. the world has been so wrong in recent years... I shudder to think where it would all end up without the return of warmer weather."

"well, that's the idea with the song. I want to fix it. all of it. when the song is done it should put the world back on track. more sunshine, springs, falls, rain and flowers. you know. all the stuff that's just sort of been missing. maybe you could help me out with it!" juno grinned a bit sheepishly.

"and why would I want to help?" his eyes were cold, almost as cold as the biting wind and frost outside, but juno thought he saw the beginning of a thaw at the edges of his facade.

"because, mista nureyev. he's real good at makin' people feel like life is worth livin' again with that music of his. also, he makes the BEST chocolate cake i've eva had! and frannie agrees with me!" rita chimed in, cleaning the bar top as best she could with her short stature.

juno snorted involuntarily, marveling at rita's ability to constantly be focused on food. "it's true, I won a local competition a few years back for that cake."

nureyev's face had half a smile on it now, and the butterflies in juno's stomach turned into a hurricane.

"so you can make people feel alive again? that's quite a gift, juno. but what else can you offer me?"

"huh?"

"say, for example, if we were to get married. who would pay for the wedding rings? times have been hard, and gold is scarce. how would you do it?"

juno thought for a moment. "the rivers. they've got plenty of gold in them, and if my song works, they'll give it all to us for wedding rings."

nureyev's eyes glinted with something juno suspected was either curiosity or suspicion.

"what about a wedding feast? or a bed? good food and better beds are hard to come by these days. what would you do about that, juno?"

"the trees would take care of the wedding feast, and the birds would take care of the bed."

"with your song." nureyev cocked an eyebrow as though it was a question.

"well, yeah, of course."

"you talk a lot about that song. why don't you sing it for me?"

a wave of panic stuttered through juno's mind. "I can't. I told you it's not finished."

"you said you wanted to take me home and marry me, is that true?

a sly smile crossed nureyev's face, and goddammit it only made juno want him even more. "yes," he breathed.

"then sing the song for me, juno."

juno hesitated, then nodded in spite of himself. he shouldn't be doing this, he knew he shouldn't be doing this, but he couldn't help it.

he was in love.

and lovers need the spring like a flower needs sunshine. so he'd sing the sunshine back for peter nureyev.

he stepped back, breathed in, and let the notes flow from him like water from a faucet. the song flooded the room, hitting the walls and rushing back to his ears in perfect harmonies, and for a moment, he was back in that wheat field with benten, strumming guitar as he danced like a pheonix rising from the ashes, spinning around and around and around like he was the center of the universe.

and then the song ended. and juno was back in a shitty roadside bar, holding a perfect dahlia in his left hand, with peter nureyev staring at him now, eyes wide and sparkling.

"that's...... you...... how did you do that?" nureyev asked quietly, standing from the table on unsteady legs and taking the dahlia to examine it with shaking hands.

"i didn't do that, the song did," juno muttered as nureyev gently touched the immaculate petals of the dahlia, still damp with dew. rita beamed at juno from the bar and gave an overenthusiastic thumbs-up. juno just rolled his eyes again.

peter nureyev looked at him then, all of the previous frostiness gone from his eyes and something like amazement and love and hope spilling through them.

juno decided that he liked it when he looked like that. it made him feel like he really could fix the whole damn world with that song of his.

nureyev seemed to come to some sort of conclusion and slipped the dahlia into the buttonhole of his traveling coat. "so, what time does your shift end, my dear juno?"

juno thought for a minute. "uhhhh, the bar closes around 10. why?"

his eyes gleamed like a pair of stars as a smile twinkled on his lips. "didn't you say you were going to marry me?"

#THERE WE GO #IT'S DONE #HURRAH #i look forward to seeing all of you screaming at me in the tags #if anyone has any notes for me feel free to drop them in the comments #as always #i love y'all <3 #the penumbra podcast #tpp #hadestown #tpp hadestown au

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jangmo-othewarrior · 5 months

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Vergil looked her in the eye then, the first time since he made his unwanted presence known. There was something in the back of it, a spark of some sort. “Say… Patty,” He was unsure how far he was treading. It was kinda funny how similar he looked to Dante in those first few days of knowing him. “I could offer you a bit of advice on using such a weapon.”

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Patty is struggling with her new sword, and Vergil offers his aide. The two end up gaining something by the end of it.

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Birthday one-shot? Birthday one-shot!!

lol yeah i wanted to post on my birthday so i cleaned up and finshed a little wip i had!!! And be on the lookout for more fics, becuase far too many have been on the backburner. And one that's been taking up WAY too much of my time.

#haha yes I have survived another rotation around the sun #hurrah #anyeho take this fic lol #dmc #dmc 5 #dante #dante sparda #vergil #vergil sparda #dmc vergil #Patty dmc #dmc patty #patty lowell #dmc fanfiction #a03 fanfic #a03 writer #a03 fic #read on a03 #a03

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dumplingsjinson · 1 year

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hi there! can i please have prompts featuring this specific dynamic? a character A, who's a sunny person who's easy-going, x character B, who's deliberately annoying and a smart-ass that's the only person who can get on their nerves (thus, flustering A in a way no one else can do)? thank you and sending good vibes! sorry if this is too much, sksksk.

List of “you’re the only one who can get on my nerves in that atypical fashion of yours” prompts

“Why are you always like this?” “I don’t know, maybe because it’s you.”

“You’re just so easy to tease, pumpkin.” “…Stop calling me fucking pumpkin before I actually commit arson on you.”

Character B making it their life goal to annoy the shit out of Character A because they find Character A endearing when they’re angry, considering how they’re usually not an angry person.

“Can you shut the fuck up for once?! The world still goes around without you butting in every second!”

“I literally do not care about your opinion.” “You cared enough to listen until the end.” “…I swear to God—”

“You’re the bane of my existence.” “Hey, at least I’m something to you. And I’ll take it.”

“Wh-Why are you so close to me? Stay away!” Character A blusters, pressing their back against the wall. Character B grins, leaning in, trapping them between their arms. “Why, does it make you nervous?” Then, leaning in closer, they whisper, “Love, your neck is red and I have the biggest urge to test out how sensitive it is to… Stimulation.”

“Fuck you.” “Oh, talk dirtier to me, it’s turning me on.”

“Is being a dick to me the only goal in your life?” “No, but my life goal is to be the only person to make a very deep impression on you. And I think it’s working, so it’s a win for me!”

“You’ve been nothing but a pain in the ass.” “That makes me more memorable than half of the people you’ve met. And at least I’m in your ass somehow.” “You’re actually vile for that—”

#sunny x cheeky #claiming this tag lmfao /jk #otp prompts #prompts #writing prompts #dialogue prompts #writing scenarios #request #i'm no longer bed ridden because of my dizziness #hurrah

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im-losingmarbels · 4 months

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MERRY CHRISTMAS TO THOSE WHO CELEBRATE!!!

#festive mark #hurrah #mark hoffman

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68spidey · 8 months

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Trying this again. Curse my bad word choice. STILL SHOULD HAVE LOTTA TIME TO DRAW THIS WEEKEND LOL

#hurrah

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sk3llyr4yr4t · 11 days

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my brain is exploding because i realized it can explode

KABOO-

NOOO 💔💔

Unexplodes ur brain 😋😋😋

#answers #answered #HURRAH

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harrowitzer · 3 months

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#art for the people #art #hurrah #anti capitalist

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aphroditesmoon · 4 months

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THANK YOU FOR 1.9K FOLLOWERS!!! I love and appreciate every single one of you!!! I promise I'll cook up something good for clarisse x reader as a gift since most of my new followers came from that tag<3