#tj sings

[sillysongswithtj]

A little snippet of a song about people at work who call you incessantly instead of just leaving a damn message

#tj sings #surprisingly this song has no swearing #idk what to call these? frustration jingles? #commercial jingles but for frustration?

[babacontainsmultitudes]

*twirling my hair shyly* A bit random but! I was wondering what headcanons y’all might have about the kiddads (or any characters tbh I’m just kiddad-biased) and second (or third) languages!

#This is of all things about me being convinced that TJ is fluent in french funnily enough #dndads #but the mental image of Lark and Sparrow singing in spanish is also something that can be so personal #dungeons and daddies #I can never remember what is and what isn’t canon ethnicity-wise for the Close boys but for Nick #I’d prolly say either japanese or cantonese- could be swayed to other directions too however #lark oak #sparrow oak #terry jr #lark oak garcia #sparrow oak garcia #nick foster #nick close #nicky freeman #grant wilson #…Grant can read braille and knows asl he’s the cool one #dndads headcanon

[pettyprocrastination]

No because they'd be a perfect couple and I'm not sorry for saying it

#tj talks #pearl ultimately would still be groef stricken that she couldn't follow her dreams of being a singer #but she can always sing to him!! #obsessive supportive hubby who will kill for AND with his wife

[thornescratch]

Between Nicklas Backstrom’s apparent rap battle and TJ Oshie’s champagne flute, there’s a lot going on here.

#HOW DID NO ONE GET FOOTAGE OF SWEATY BACKSTROM SINGING? #EVERYONE IS FIRED #Also Carly your hairline oh buddy #Nicklas Backstrom #Tom Wilson #John Carlson #TJ Oshie #Trevor van Riemsdyk #Brenden Dillon #I think that's Dilly Dilly in the corner anyway #Washington Capitals #Ex Caps

[justjozzyjitters]

Old Poem #101

Impaired Sight

A modern Dr. Eckleburg,

Still a summer-singed sign,

Only with impaired sight,

As the world about us,

Is lost to smog and the heating of light.

Through frames smudged by civilian sorrows,

Where crawdads no longer sing,

And there are no more mice for men,

He watches carefully for all to be seen.

With his frozen eyes helpless but to watch,

Predictions always flounder,

First it was 1930-something,

2011,

Some form of resurrection,

But in the end, it arose without clear proposition.

Poor modern Dr. Eckleburg,

Couldn't see to warn or judge,

His eyes impaired by sludge,

Distracted by the remaining heat from summer to fall,

No more leaves anything more than auburn,

To signify to students alike,

A promise of new beginnings,

As Dr. T. J. Eckleburg has never ceased to realize.

About 2022, age 18.

#the great gatsby #dr. tj eckleburg #the eyes of dr. tj eckleburg #where the crawdads sing #of mice and men #books #poetry #creative writing #original poetry #creative writing course #amateur writing

[lgbtqreads]

December 2022 Deal Announcements

December 2022 Deal Announcements

Adult Fiction Neurodiverse and intersex author Phoenix Blackwood’s New Adult THE LOVE THAT BINDS US, a sequel to THE SECRETS THAT KILL, in which the protagonist is thrown out of her home when her mother discovers her relationship with her nonbinary transmasculine partner; when she moves in with him, she discovers that she is intersex and works to overcome past medical trauma, to Kisstopher Musick…

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#Bogi Takács #D. Danyelle Thomas #Eden&039;s End #Evan Kindley #Finally Fitz #Izzy Wasserstein #Jessica Esquivel #Julian Winters #K. Arsenault Rivera #Kelly Farmer #Lane Igoudin #Marisa Kanter #Michael Koresky #Oath of Fire #Prince of the Palisades #Robin Gow #Sick and Dirty #Sing With Me #Tai Manzano #TJ Alexander

[tjmusic1]

(Tj music)

#SoundCloud #music #Tj music #Hip Hop #singing #rap

[buoying]

it's taking me so long to read brothersong

probably gonna be one of my favorites, because when i actually sit/lay down to read it, i can't stop it and, when i see it i've already read +20%

it's been such a good journey with my packpackpack and it feels SO painful to let them go, to finish their stories... i feel like i'll have the need to reread all of it as soon as i finish this book

i've never ever felt so connected to characters, istg, what this book series does to me is... UNEXPLAINABLE.

i cry every single time they do, feel despair every time they do, laugh with them and at them. they've become my family, i'd read a full book of them being HAPPY for 500 pages!

ugh, i don't wanna finish this book series aaaaaaaaaah and i'm crying one again

#green creek series #tj klune #every time gordo makes a joke i cry #its been like that since heartsong #istg when he hugged carter i BROKE DOWN #my aunt woke up scared something happened #i was crying and shaking #how will i ever finish it if i cry every 2 sentences? #i love them so much #my wolves #my witch #gordo and mark #ox and joe #carter and gavin #and my sweet #kelly and robbie #i just wanted to hear Elizabeth singing #watch her dance #see my ancient team human have funnnn #I MISS JESSIE SO MUCHHHH

[sillysongswithtj]

This song is inspired by arguing about 1099s and what counts as income (in the US) with contractors

#tj sings #silly songs with tj #seriously though if you are an independent contractor in the US save your receipts

[kah-way-loh]

Bee-doo, bee-doo

Bee-doo, bee-doo

#tj taulks #furby #new vocal stim dropped #i'm just sitting in my room running tests on a newly working furby while an already running one sings in the background

[getscaredhellyeah]

What are some bands that you found and see who was in the band and realized that they had other music projects? Sorry if this sounds confusing

frank ireo by a long shot (get it because he’s got so many side projects) craig mabbitt (the dead rabbits) and kinda tj bell (the dead rabbits and one single) at one point. it was cool to leant that vinny mauro (miw’s drummer) had two side projects at one point (trap demon and surfers club)

this doesn’t fit the question, but it was trippy to learn that justin morrow was in ice nine kills before joining miw -mod flower

#a bit of a tangent but it sucks that we don’t hear tj sing more because he’s got a nice raspy voice that’s perfect for rock music #i hope this answer fits the question #answered #anonymous #mod flower

[pettyprocrastination]

royal king and queen couple where king is having constant parties and soirees and orgies and his wife is the one attending council meetings and making sure the kingdom and it’s people are properly tended to. Not a couple that hates one another rather they are two fundamentally different people who have learned to co-exist with one another quite happily. 

#tj talks #king doesnt understand the intricacies of politics or diplomacy and will happily sing his wife's praises because shes smart as fuck #ive decided the kings name is leon #blonde bitch who likes to parties but will also have insane outbursts at the drop of a hat. #previous king was probably like. super duper shitty to him and maybe he has ptsd that nobody but his wife understands because she's- #-been with him for so long

[ampersandra]

this is the entire playlist of course. and yes i have it on repeat rn

#tj talks #big news for fans of cute toku actors who can sing #the ninninger songs arent on spotify i just have them on my phone

[reallyrandomtj]

That moment when

I added two protective ‘Aunty’ muses and both don’t know much about the ‘human’ world... they just stand there with question marks above their heads when any ‘human’ holiday is around the corner.

Makoto ( Ei’s sister ) - ‘Protective Aunt’ of Scaramouche ( whatever you called him in-game/those that muse him )

Shenhe - ‘Protective Aunt’ of Chongyun

Makoto has been sealed away in a Thunder Sakura for 500 years after almost being killed in Khaenri’ah ... Shenhe was basically almost killed by a demon that her father ‘sacrificed’ her too in an attempt to revive her mother. 

#blog: musing #muse: makoto #muse: shenhe #tj: both singing 'im a survivor' if they knew who destinys child was-- lol #makoto vc: christmas? #shenhe vc: you celebrate the new year when?

[turcott3]

wrapped around your finger

luca fantilli x fem! reader (ft. umich hockey team and gfs!!)

warnings?: cursing, alcohol, unprotected sex (p in v, public sex, spanking, choking (not really but kinda?), hair pulling, happy ending🥳

masterlist

-

“are yall ready yet?” rutger yells from the foyer.

“yes one second.” you yell back, deciding against the extra setting spray. it wasn’t hot outside, it’s not like you were going to sweat it off.

“we gotta go, i want a good view.” luca says grabbing his keys out of the bowl and heading outside. you opted to ride with luca since the group had to split but you always found yourself gravitating to him. the two of you had never spent time alone together but you always had a slight attachment to him, better described as a little bitty crush.

“have you looked at the set list yet?” he asked you, who got lucky and sat shotgun. the group was going to see post malone, and everyone was excited to go and get sloshed.

“i haven’t, i’ll check now.” you simply state opening spotify and reading it out to him.

“fuck this is gonna be so good.” he says, excitement lining his tone.

“does this venue id?” tyler asks from the backseat.

“no.” you answer quickly.

“may i ask how you know this?” luca giggles.

“i’ve been before, got absolutely hammered.” you say, reminiscing the last concert you attended.

“sweet, tj you’re off the hook,” he says patting the ginger on the back.

“thank god. they would’ve thought i was a fucking alcoholic buying all of those drinks.” he says, relief practically oozing out of him. you pulled into the venue closely behind your friends in the other car.

“everyone got their shit?” rutger asks and everyone replies ‘yes’ before shutting his trunk and locking the car. you made your way inside the venue, quickly finding a place to sit with a decent view of the stage. you loved that this tour was all outdoor shows considering the temperature in michigan in the summer was perfect. you laid your towel out and sat down, luca sitting his towel right next to yours.

“you’re gonna be my designated concert buddy?” you ask laughing at the position he sat in.

“sure am, we never really spend any time together so i figured this was a perfect opportunity.” he smiles and you giggle in response, keeping your cheeks from turning too red.

“drinks for the lot of ya!” jacob yells in a tacky british accent, approaching the group with tj, multiple beers and seltzers for everyone in hand.

“a seltzer for you of course.” luca says, handing you one of the drinks he grabbed.

“you just know my drinking habits so well don’t you.”

“we’ve been to parties together and how many times have i held your hair while you threw up?”

“it was twice luca.”

“and? i still did it.” he says and you roll your eyes, a smile spreading in your cheeks. it didn’t take too long for the openers to begin their set. you had never heard of them so you talked through it. you spoke with a couple of the guys and their girlfriends, luca talking to adam on the phone, sipping his beer. you couldn’t help but notice that he chose to sit with you, but you didn’t want to overanalyze. you drank and drank some more, without even realizing it. you were already somewhat drunk by the time the openers were finished, which wasn’t your intention.

“hey y/n.” luca asks nudging you.

“huh?”

“are you already drunk?”

“yep sure am, you?”

“a little buzz, nothing too crazy yet.”

“i am fully prepared to be absolutely fucked tonight.“ you reply, his expression becoming more difficult to read.

-

when post malone’s set finally began, you cracked a tall boy open, shot gunning it as well as you could. when you sucked the can dry you threw it on the ground out of breath, almost instantly feeling more drunk than before.

“luca.” you said, your words dragging out in a slur.

“what is it?” he asks, shoving his phone back in his pocket, his eyes reading drunk. you step closer to the boy, wrapping your arm around his back, singing whatever song was playing. you felt him do the same, his hand resting just above your ass on your hip.

the two of you sang together loudly and obnoxiously.

“can i try that?” you ask about the beer he held.

“yeah here.” he says, watching you intensely as you took a large sip.

“that is disgusting.” you reply, wiping your face with your hand as he chuckles. you leaned your head on his shoulder as you listened to the loud music. once the song ended you looked at yourself in the snapchat camera, makeup still in place just as you hoped. you couldn’t tell if the alcohol was clouding your judgment but you were feeling things. all the touching and flirting that had gone on over the last hour had your mind spinning.

“fuck i need a bathroom. luca come with me, i don’t wanna get kidnapped.” you say with a glimmer in your eye. a smirk grows on the boys face.

“okay, hey guys i’m taking her to the bathroom.” he yells at the group before you drag him off by his wrist.

“what’s got you in a hurry, we’ll still be able to hear it.” he giggles, jogging after you. you find a single stall, family restroom unoccupied. you open the door and pull the brunette inside with you.

“ive been wanting to get you alone all night.” you admit.

“i can’t say i haven’t felt the same way.” he replies, slurring his words. you two were both plastered but you know what they say about drunk words. in an instant, the boy pushes you by your biceps against the cold cinderblock wall, attaching your lips hastily and sloppily. your hands find their way into his hair, gripping at the strands as he swipes his tongue over your lip begging for entry. you swear hours pass by before he backs away.

“you look so fucking sexy tonight y/n.” he smirks as you two find your way to the sink.

“fuck you make me so horny.” you mutter, squeezing your thighs together as he picks you up and places you on the counter. your short skirt gave him easy access to your throbbing core, running fingers over your soaked panties and sucking them clean.

“god you taste so good.” he smirks, reconnecting your lips again, giving you a taste for yourself. he pulls away with hazy eyes, squatting down quickly and pulling your panties to the side.

“oh my fucking god.” you yell at the contact. his tongue twisted your already swollen bud in circles, sucking and rubbing it in a rhythmic fashion.

“fuck.” you say, gripping onto the boys hair as you finished, quicker than you could’ve imagined. he stands back up, his face soaked in your cum.

“you’re fucking incredible.” he says and you grab him by his shirt, which you unbuttoned hastily after you aggressively reattached your lips. he helped you finish the job as he pulled away, unbuttoning his denim shorts and pulling his throbbing cock out as quickly as he could. you stared at his tip as it leaked with precum and the pure size of him. he rubbed himself harder with a few strokes before looking back up at you.

“fuck me luca. please.” you beg and he instantly caves, pushing himself into you, his hands pressed against the mirror as he pushed into you for the first time. you moaned at the sensation. his tip hit the sweet spot buried deep inside you without even trying.

“god.” you moan out and he grunts. he thrusts into you deep and hard as he pounds into you at a decent speed. your moans snapping a high pitch after the first few thrusts. the music was quickly drowned out by the sounds of your yelps in a bathroom with poor acoustics.

“such a good girl taking me like this.” he smirks at you.

“you feel so good, god lu.” you say, your fingers gripping the hair on the back of his head.

“do you think anyone can hear me?” you ask.

“i fucking hope so.” he smirks, sloppily landing his lips back on yours as he stretches you out with every thrust.

“get down and bend over for me pretty girl.” he simply requests and you do so, resting your stomach on the edge of the counter. he pushes your skirt up further.

“look at that ass, god damn.” he says spanking you once before placing a gentle hand on your, now bright red, ass cheek pushing himself back into you. he grabs onto your hips pulling you onto him as he thrusts. your eyes roll into the back of your head with overstimulation, your sweaty hand slapping onto the mirror for better stability. he pounds into you at an unforgiving speed, wanting to get a good climax out of it. he wraps his hand around your hair, pulling you up flush against his chest as he continues his quick thrusts into you, turning you from moaning to practically yelling. gently he wrapped a hand around your throat as you looked in the mirror at the two of you. your mascara now smeared around your eyes, his cheeks red and forehead dotted with beads of sweat from the steamed bathroom.

“look at you, taking me so fucking good huh?” he asks, making eye contact with you in the mirror. he bucks into you sharply, a yelp leaving your mouth in an instant. carefully, he picks you back up, placing you on the counter. you could tell by the speed that he was getting closer, but the fact of the matter was that you were even closer. he pushes back into you easily sliding back in, a sensation you could never get used to. the way he hit your sweet spot was almost more intoxicating than all the alcohol you drank that lead you to this moment.

“fuck luca, i’m gonna come.” you moan, your nails digging harshly into his back, your speech broken up by his spastic and deep thrusts. moments later, you feel your body relax as a knot came undone in your abdomen. he fucked you right through your high into his own climax. spilling his seed deep inside you. he pressed his forehead to your chest as the two of you sat, gasping for air for a few moments. he runs his fingers through the salty mix of your climaxes between your legs attempting to somewhat clean you up, his drunk mind not thinking about the toilet paper that sat on the back of the toilet 2 feet away from you. you grab his hand and suck his fingers clean, surprising him and showing him that you swallowed every drop of the nasty mixture.

“fucking god y/n you’re gorgeous, let me help you down.” he says, tucking himself back in his pants, lending his hands for you to hop off the counter. you pull your panties back over your sensitive core, and tug your skirt down.

“lu, can you help me fix my makeup.” you whine, referring to the black streaks that formed around your eyes.

“yes baby, hold still.” he says, your heart fluttering at the pet name. he licks he thumb, gently wiping away the mess from around your eyes.

“how does that look?” he asks as you turn around.

“good enough.” you giggle turning back around.

“luca your hair. i’m sorry.” you giggle as he smiles, wrapping his strong arms around you.

“i don’t care about my hair.” he says as you press your cheek to the warm skin of his chest.

“we should go back.” you say patting him on the chest.

“yeah they’re probably getting suspicious by now.” he giggles, taking your hand and unlocking the door, seeing a long line outside the bathroom. the two of you chuckle as you jog past the impatient people in line, back to your spot on the lawn.

“you missed like 6 songs, where the fuck were you gu- oh.” rutger started before getting a good look at you two.

“what?” you ask.

“oh nothing.” he giggles, whispering to his girlfriend who he stood next to.

“girl where did you go?” franks girlfriend asks, tugging you away from luca’s side.

“i had to uh-“ you start and then turn around to see luca dapping up his teammates, clearly spilling what had gone on in the bathroom, “we fucked.”

“in the bathroom?” jacob’s girlfriend says interrupting.

“yeah we did.” you smirk.

“well was it at least good?” frank’s girlfriend asks.

“oh my god yes. his dick is so big, i don’t think i would wanna fuck anyone else like ever again.” you giggle with them, your drunkness seeping back into your vocabulary.

“you guys would be cute, i see the vision.” she says stepping back and looking at both of you.

“i think we would be too, not to be vain or anything.” you joke.

“go for it babe, luca doesn’t fuck just to fuck. or at least that’s what jacob’s told me. he fucks to date.” she says nudging you on the arm.

“honestly i probably will go for it, let’s see how this goes, hey lu?” you call out, catching his attention instantly. he walks over, hugging you to his side.

“what’s up?” he asks, his thumb grazing over the fabric of your skirt.

“maybe you guys are right.” you laugh and he appears confused. the two of you enjoy the rest of the concert, hugging onto each other and singing your hearts out for the final few songs.

-

“everyone’s asleep.” luca giggles as you pulled back into the driveway.

“awe look at them so cute.” you reply.

“are you gonna regret what we did tonight?” he asks, his voice in a whisper.

“not in the slightest.” you say placing a hand on his cheek and connecting your lips softly for a moment.

“you have no idea how badly i wanted to hear you say that.” he smiles as you pull away slightly.

“i can’t let anyone else have that dick or that hair. or just that boy in general.” you say locking eyes with him. instead of replying he reconnects your lips once again, the kiss lingering for a what seems like an eternity. an eternity that you hoped would never come to an end.

“we should wake them up.” you whisper on his lips.

“yeah probably.” he smiles, pecking your lips one last time before waking everyone up to come inside.

-

#luca fantilli #luca fantilli smut #luca fantilli x reader #luca fantilli imagine #umich hockey #umich imagine #umich boys #hockey imagine #hockey smut #turcs’ talk

[chiriwritesstuff]

Random Headcanons from Random Characters in 'The Girl in IT' Pt. 1 - Joel

I'm breaking this into parts because my Headcanon lists are pretty extensive - this doesn't even break the surface for the ones I have about Joel. These are just the better ones, iykwim. Let me know if you would be interested in Sugar's list!

Ever since Joel moved into his new home (that he built himself), he goes to the farmers market on the weekend to buy Sunflower bouquets to put around the house, and he smiles every time he sees them on his dining table. This is the house he builds for Sugar - as mentioned in Pt. 4 "Gooey", to be explained further in 'Love, Joel' Pt. 3.

Joel, a self-proclaimed bad cook, took night classes to learn how to cook. Ellie doesn't like to eat fast food and always wants quality time with The Millers, so Joel made it a priority to learn for her. Sarah teases him about how it worked out for the best - now he can impress Sugar with his culinary skills. He's pretty good at it, because he's meticulous with most things in his life.

He goes to therapy - in solidarity to Sugar, who has gone to therapy for her entire life. It has helped him tremendously and is the reason why he eventually adopts Ellie.

Even if Joel has waited for Sugar for ten years, it doesn't mean that he didn't date - he did, and hated every moment of it. None of the women people tried to set him up with held a candle to Sugar, and he felt terrible for even considering another relationship every time.

He's a boxer briefs kind of guy.

He sings and dances in the shower. He uses a combination of Pandora Radio and Spotify - Ellie curates all of his playlists, including cover art.

The chambray shirt he wore to Sugar's birthday when she turned 26 is the same shirt he wore for her when she turned 36. In fact, he bought it at the TJ Maxx, just for her.

Sugar would write Joel little post it notes when she would give him things like water and lunch when he worked on her family's roof - and he kept every. single. one.

Joel is a reluctant millionaire - even if he worked his ass off, he's still pretty humble with the things he spends his money on (with the exception of Sugar). He drives an F-150, wears the same flannel shirts he's had for years, and uses the first iPad pro model - the big one- to redline construction documents. The one thing he does splurge on is instruments - buying anything Ellie asks for at the Guitar Center without the bat of an eye.

Speaking of guitars, Joel learned how to play Sugar's favorite song - 'Silver Springs' by Fleetwood Mac.

Joel keeps his hair long and curly just because of the one time Sugar commented on how he looks "dashing - like Don Juan" once in passing. The first movie they watched together was "Don Juan DeMarco". He also learned how to play 'Have You Ever Really Loved a Woman' by Bryan Adams and played it for Sugar. This is the moment she realized she loved him.

Joel has one tattoo, a small sunflower on his hand - where Pedro has his bullseye. It's the same place where sugar kissed when he nicked himself fixing their roof.

The song Joel sang for Sugar:

#The Girl in IT #Headcannons #Joel Miller #pedro pascal #joel miller fanfiction #joel miller x reader #joel miller x you #pedro pascal fanfiction #joel miller x female reader #joel tlou #joel the last of us #joel miller tlou #the last of us fanfiction #the last of us fanfic #joel x reader #love joel #pedro pascal fandom #pedro pascal characters fanfiction #pedro pascal characters #Spotify #headcanon #my headcanons