#90's oi!
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𝔊𝔞𝔯𝔬𝔱𝔬𝔰 𝔓𝔬𝔡𝔯𝔢𝔰 - 𝔖𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔡 𝔊𝔦𝔯𝔩
#Garotos Podres#Com A Corda Toda#Skinhead Girl#CD#Album#Brazil#1997#90's#90s#Punk#Oi#street punk#symarip version
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Terminus City - "Landlord Bastard"
The East Coast of Oi!
1999
Oi! Punk
Plays: 2.2K+ on Spotify // 300+ on YouTube
If you've been following me for over a year now, you probably know that a big component of this blog at one point was to present songs by mostly obscure acts that I felt were deserving of much more love and attention than they'd ever received. I've said it many times before and I'll say it again here: one major goal of this blog is to dig up all this slept-on shit and ultimately, little by little, piece together a thorough and mostly untold and unknown history of music.
And I think various artist compilations and DJ mixes are a pretty neat avenue for accomplishing that goal. They can be retrospective and present the big, era-defining hits; they can be samplers that show the best of what a label has to offer; and most importantly, they can be ephemerally contemporaneous and provide a snapshot of what a certain slice of music was like during a highly specific period of time. Those latter ones seem to capture those raw, authentic, and pure little moments of history like nothing else out there really can and it's those types of compilations and DJ mixes that I tend to derive the most joy out of.
The simple fact of the matter is that almost all music is ephemeral and also cloistered. It stays in its scene and it gets some brief play within that scene and then it just pretty much vanishes into thin air, never to really be thought of again. But of course, it doesn't actually vanish; it just sits there on dust-collecting vinyl, tapes, CDs, 8-tracks, hard drives, and iPods that haven't been touched in years and it also hides in the dark corners of YouTube and streaming services, almost totally ignored by ~[<{the algorithm}>]~.
So, here I am, like the guy at the beach with his trusty metal detector in hand, recognizing the fact that there's all this cool, decades-old shit just laying out there that's barely ever been exposed to the masses, just wanting someone to get the same level of pleasure from it like I have.
I love so much music, I love discovering all these little gems, and I love showing them to other people. And now I'm happy to say that I'm gonna be writing about individual songs once again. I'm gonna be providing you with killer tunes that you've more than likely never heard before by acts you've more than likely never heard of, and I'm going to give you their backstories and provide their proper context. Simply put, this shit deserves to be more known than it currently is and you should know how it all fits into this vast, woven quilt of music history.
So, without further ado, let's fuckin' go, shall we?
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Today's song post is about landlords. We sure do hate 'em, don't we folks? We fork over a hefty portion of our paycheck every month to them just to keep a roof over our heads (that's fucked up, isn't it?) and then they do little to nothing in return to make that payment ever seem worth it. They're never there when you need them when something needs fixing, so what's the point of them in the first place? Why do we let them get away with all the scummy, underhanded shit that they pull? Hey, someone should write a song about these bastards!
Well, here's a group that did just that. Introducing a relatively short-lived punk band from Atlanta called Terminus City. Critic Mesquita Borges provides some background on 'em:
Assembled in 1998, Atlanta-based Terminus City endowed frenzied conceptions of hardcore punk, taking on Oi! style's most dashing heritage. Associating pushy guitar sets with raging vocals, the squad crushed the local punk rock scene and quickly began to be named along with the best Oi!-styled teams. Formed by Frank (vocals), Guillermo (guitar), Wes (bass), and Chris [drums], the band started off by playing a series of concerts in the Atlanta area, being the opening act for bands such as Patriot or the Dropkick Murphys. Recording a series of singles and appearing at the Arizona Street Punk Festival in 1999, Terminus City gradually began to congregate a respectable fan base. During late 1999, the crew recorded what turned out to be their debut full-length, Justice Isn't Always Fair, which hit the record stores in 2000.
So, '99 is when Terminus City made their first releases, which consisted of a 7-inch of their own, plus three other 7-inches that they split with other bands. And in addition to those releases, they also ended up contributing a pair of exclusives to two different compilations that year as well: "You Shook Me All Night Long" for Oi Oi - A Tribute to AC/DC and "Landlord Bastard" for The East Coast of Oi!
Now, oi! as a genre has something of a checkered past. It's a working-class kind of punk rock, but it's had some strains of fascism, white nationalism, and reactionary politics within its ranks. And you'll even find some of that grossness on the East Coast of Oi! comp itself, with a song like "Welfare Case" by Squiggy. That's a song I'll never write praiseworthy things about, and, by the way, Squiggy, didn't Clinton pretty much obliterate welfare by the time you'd released your dumb song anyway? Find a fresher shitty thing to write about!
Anyway, I don't know the full discography of Terminus City, but if "Landlord Bastard" is any indication, then it doesn't seem like these guys fell into that bad strain of oi!. Landlords are typically an enemy to working class politics, so I don't think you'd find a right-wing band lamenting about them. But I guess I could be wrong 🤷♂️.
Anyway, it's never *just* the message that'll get me to love a song; the music itself's gotta be good too, of course. And Guillermo's guitar tone as well as the main squealing riff that he sports with it throughout the verses on this song are both nothing short of spectacular; pretty simple in execution, but also catchy as hell, and serving as a nice contrast to both Wes' deep, accompanying bassline and Frank's gravelly vocals too. Blast it in front of your landlord and if they give you any guff about it, then crank it up a notch with this classic from The Coup (YouTube) 😈.
Also, if you like this song, I included it on this broad 90s punk playlist that consists only of tunes that I’ve come across by way of compilations. And it’s also on YouTube and YouTube Music, with a few more added bonus tracks that aren’t on Spotify.
Feels really good to be fully back ☺!
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Tanked and Pogoed by Blanks 77
Radical Records
1997
Punk Rock / Oi! / Alternative Rock / Pop-Punk
#punk rock#punk#rock#oi!#oi#oi punk#oi! punk#alternative rock#alternative#alternative music#alt rock#alt#alt music#pop punk#music#90s#90s music#90's#90's music
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D-Beat Radio: Part 39 - Suffering In Silence
Send us your band’s music!
Message for stickers!
#los angeles#punk#punk rock#radio#dbeat radio#dbeatradio#pirate radio#street punk#oi#dbeatrawpunk#90s#90’s kid#nostalgic
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Marc's pov: Date Night
Marc Spector x Layla El-Faouly
487 words / Masterlist.
If you like what you see, leave a like or reblog and follow me ♥
Summary: Post-show, Marc has set up a date night with Layla.
Promised Layla a night out after everything that went down with Harrow. Couldn’t remember the last time he’d done a date night. He felt a little guilt over that but he hoped he could make it up to her by showing her he was there now.
Marc didn’t have any reason to be so tense about getting ready. Found himself switching between clothes when none of them felt right. Couldn’t go in his usual garb right? He’d never usually cared about any of this, it was more Steven’s thing. The little Brit in his head jabbered on about going for a splash of more color but Marc just couldn’t bring himself to do it. Didn’t like the way the flashy shirts made him stand out in a crowd. The last thing he needed to be doing was bringing attention to himself.
It’s for Layla, insisted the voice. Marc rolled his eyes and tried on one more. A short-sleeved deep red flower pattern. Pulling it off his skin the second he saw himself in the mirror. Sure, it suited the guy in the reflection. Not him.
Steven complained as he pulled out some of his plainer interview clothes. Marc compromised with offering to let him pick the tie. Big mistake. Taking the white shirt and finding that didn’t make his skin crawl was his only comfort.
Don’t you dare grab that black one. At least wear one of my nicer ties! Nice to who?! The one he picked looked like the 90’s had vomited all over it. Greens, blues, purples and pinks splashed haphazardly all over. Marc got it around his neck and tied it into a simple knot. Letting it hang loose below the undone top button - much to Steven’s chagrin. Marc finally quirked his lip when he looked back in the mirror. “Nerd.” Oi! Heard that.
He went and got the flowers he’d brought earlier. Taped a bag of marshmallows around the stems. Needed his own little flair to the gesture Steven suggested. Chocolates wouldn’t do. Not for how amazing his wife had been throughout everything. Marc had seen what life was like without her. Thought it would have been better for her, but he should have known Layla was a force to be reckoned with.
Throwing his jacket on he was out the door and going to their meeting spot early. Found her waiting at the bar. Marc approached and took the space beside her. Catching eyes with the bartender and seeing they were busy serving someone else. He turned his attention to the gorgeous woman beside him. Drinking in the sight of her, a rise of his eyebrow.
“You probably get this a lot, but I’d do terrible things to spend a night with you.” Oh real smooth Marc, you want her to divorce you? “Mind if I join you? Had this for my date but… they’d be better in your hands I think.”
#marc spector#steven grant#layla el faouly#oscar isaac#may calamawy#moon knight#scarlet scarab#moon knight roleplay#open rp#open starter#layla x marc#moonscarab#marcs pov
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So the big thing I kept laughing at as I was editing these post-scan was the fact of when I put it up next to the actual references? I kept underestimating how LARGE THIS MAN'S HAIR WAS IN THE 90'S... so I kept having to fix things and rescan them, oi.
I really like the pink and orange undertones in this one, really the range of colors period is super pleasing to me.
#law and order#law & order#mike logan#chris noth#I'm really sad we're through the mike era of lawder...#he's the best boy and I'll fight people about that honestly#I also weirdly miss Phil a LOT
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Olá, tudo bem? Poderia me dizer onde achar as blusinhas da "Sara Lima"?
Oi! Elas são todas da @b0t0xbrat:
90's Sweater Top
Streets Shirt
Living Dead Top
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𐐪Playing it Cool𐑂 -(but failing like hot garbage)-
You know when you try to make yourself look really cool and impress someone but it utterly fails?
Yeah... so do they (´・ω・｀)
Ace:
Will pace a burning circle into the ground he walks until there’s an 8ft deep ring.
Will probably rattle off a bunch of corny pick up lines from the 90’s
Ace: “Hey good lookin’ what’s cookin?”
Y/N: “Um, you, I think. The ground has been completely razed from where you’ve been walking..”
Ace: “Aha, yeah, can I get some fries with that shake?”
Y/N: “Ace, you’re on fire and so is the ship, now!”
what 🤷♀️ if 🧐 we 👫 kissed 💏 on ⬇️ the moby 🐳 dick 🍆 while 💬 the whole island 🏝and ship ⛵burned and pops 🤠 held 🤝 me 💑 hostage 🔐 to prevent 🚫 this ☝🏽 from happening 💫 again ♻ this week 💦💢ahhh
Law:
Can't feel if he’s shooting enough daggers at you, so he ends up scrunching his face up like he’s really holding in the bubble guts
Tries to ignore you completely but ends up roping you into every conversation since you’re already on his mind
Law: “Tch, I bet Y/N doesn’t has the slightest clue when it comes to Krebs Cycle.”
Law: “I dare Y/N to even take a step in this direction – I’ll just move move my head indignantly in *this* direction to look even more aloof.”
Penguin: “Law what the fuck are you going on about?”
He likes to watch you from a distance but does a very poor job at concealing himself within the bushes from across the way since the pair of binoculars he’s using keeps reflecting the lens glare straight into your eyes, revealing his exact location and the dubious Bepo costume he’s been wearing to blend in with the natural fauna of the area
Katakuri:
Even though he’s eyeing you down and looks super intimidating, underneath that scarf he looks like:
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(⁄ ⁄•⁄vWv⁄•⁄ ⁄)
＿ノ ヽ ノ＼＿
/ `/ ⌒Ｙ⌒ Ｙ \
( (三ヽ人 / |
| ﾉ⌒＼ ￣￣ヽ ノ
ヽ＿＿＿＞､＿＿／
｜( 王 ﾉ〈
/ﾐ`ー―彡\
Despite how imposing his figure is, occasionally you'll find his hand beside your face, offering you a donut or cookie
In few words, he’ll inform you what kind it is since it’s never the same flavor
“Dark chocolate raspberry. It’s good.”
“Ice cream batter.”
“Snozzberry. My personal recipe. Try it.” (⁄ ⁄•⁄-⁄•⁄ ⁄)
Kid:
Kid: “Y/N? Never heard of them.”
Kid: “Oi, check this out – no one can do this better than me!”
*scatters trash all over the place*
Kid: “I can totally tell if you have a cow magnet in your stomach right now”
Killer: “Kid, what the fuck?? Don’t?”
Kid: “So you’re saying there’s a cow magnet in there. That’s fine, keep your not-so-secrets, Y/N.”
Rosinante:
Depends on what side of his job you meet him on, but disastrous all the same
If you meet him as Corazon, he’ll try to be mean but in a cool way that he thinks people likes
Will decorate flashcards beautified just for you that will read as:
✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: bitch :･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧,
ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚ass goblin˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ,
·̩̩̥͙＊•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙˚beth˚•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙˚＊·̩̩̥͙
You have no idea why he keeps calling you that and he doesn’t understand why you keep punching him for it
As a marine, his generosity is a bit more transparent, along with his romantic gestures and intent
He’ll outright pick you some flowers, which, of course, are poisonous and only then will he discover the creeping rash on his arms as he hands them to you
It would not be the first time he buys you a snack or pay for lunch and the chef wanted to be a lil trifling that day and you find some hair or things-that-should-be-attached-to-your-persons-and-not-found-in-my-food in your food.
Sanji:
Begins to speak fluent French and can only operate in romantic gestures
Will throw down any garment he may be wearing in order for you to walk over a puddle, mud, trash, etc
…sometimes that means Chopper if he’s riding his head or nearby at the time of your passage
Y/N: "Sanji, are you okay? You don’t have to do all that – this toilet paper is just fine, silly."
Sanji: "Es-tu sûr??"
Y/N: "Yes, but thank you. A face towel is a bit much."
Sanji: *sighs in French disappointment as you unknowingly decline to use Zoro’s face towel as toilet paper*
Zoro:
Would be even more of an awkward dork than he already is and would stumble over the limited amount of words he’s capable of speaking
Zoro: “Oi, Y/N. Eyes.”
Y/N: “Eyes? What do you mean?”
Zoro: “Like them. Nice.”
Y/N: “..thanks, Zoro.”
Zoro: “….ass ass ass ass ass ass ass”
#one piece x reader#one piece x y/n#portgas d ace#charlotte katakuri#trafalgar law#eustass kid#roronoa zoro#vinsmoke sanji#one piece#donquixote rosinante#donquixote corazon#pink thread of fate#this was a nice reprieve but anyways ;v;
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“What do you think I’m wearing, rigght now~♪ Your hint is... ta-da! Gaze upon my luscious le... o-oi! Look this way~!“
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Welcome.
Welcome to the wonderful world of Punk, and if you've wandered this far into the wonder space that is Tumblr, you're determined, I'll give you that.
The world of Punk comes in many different forms: Goth Punk, Hardcore-Punk, Oi! Punk, Pop Punk, Anarcho Punk, and of course, Punk Rock. (I'll create posts on all the different kinds of Punk sooner or later, so stick around)
This blog is mostly about Punk Rock, which is what I would consider, the mother of Punk. All other Punk forms came from Punk Rock if you look back far enough. (Think the 90's and 80's)
However, my blog is home for all Punk types (new and old), so if you're a punk of any kind, you are more than welcome here.
The question, 'How do I Punk?', is one I asked myself not too long ago, so in a way, this Blog is my own journey. And I'm glad to invite everyone along for the ride.
This blog is dedicated to answering the question above in a way any Punk, new or old, can point at and agree with. This blog is my little corner of Punk for anyone (willing) to enjoy.
My blog is somewhat my own opinion, as any blog on this site is, so I may get something wrong at some point. I'm welcoming anyone to help correct me, this blog is open for criticism, but I must ask to keep it cordial as much as possible.
If your just curious about the Punk genre(s), want to learn more about the movement, or are just here to look around, I welcome you with open arms.
Welcome to the world of Punk - I'm so glad to have you here.
- :)
(Seraph)
#punk rock#punk#pop punk#hardcore punk#alternative#blog#80s#90s#punk aesthetic#goth punk#anarchopunk#oi!#music#punk music#punk life#new blog#intro post#blog intro#punk movement#90s rock#punk of all kinds#howdoipunk?#new blog who dis#film#good music#anything punk#all welcome
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𝔊𝔞𝔯𝔬𝔱𝔬𝔰 𝔓𝔬𝔡𝔯𝔢𝔰 – 𝔄𝔫𝔞𝔯𝔨𝔦𝔞 𝔒𝔦!
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❛ you look happier. ❜
For Campbell/Joe?
Maybe some angst for poor, sad Joe?
(You’re amazing btw… I spend days looking at your GO extended universe stuff :) thanks for everything u do)
Thank you~! That's so nice of you, anon! :D
Warning: mild depression, use of the word manic instead of bi-polar (because this is the early 90's!)
On with the fic!
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The bus came to a stop and Joe quietly rose from his seat, shifting his backpack on his shoulder before exiting. He knew the path up to the hospital better than he knew his own walk from the bus stop to his flat.
He kept his head low as he passed a few of the patients and a nurse out on the lawn, doing whatever it was they were doing. His hands were shoved in his coat pocket, his fingers touching at the guest pass he had. It was grounding him to have it there, a reminder that today was going to be good. It needed to be good.
He was spiraling, it happened. He was told that it was going to happen and he often wouldn't predict it.
Joe hadn't told Campbell when they spoke on the phone about his mood, the DJ had been so happy to talk to him that Joe didn't dare try to bring down his joy. He didn't want Campbell to worry about him either.
He found himself inside, when did that happen? The card was out of his pocket, and he was placing it on the front counter at the entrance. The nurse behind there smiled at him, probably said a greeting, he wasn't aware. He might have replied, he didn't know.
He took back his card and signed a sheet, then he headed into the hospital. He passed more patients and staff, some greeting him, some ignoring him.
He walked a familiar path, his body on autopilot as his mind wandered. He hoped that he hadn't shown his current state of mind to Campbell on the phone last night, he hoped he looked happier today. He wanted to be in a better mood for his boyfriend.
Joe was upstairs, passing the familiar TV room, where the usual folk were sitting around the TV, watching their stories. He passed them without a word, instead his body took him to a familiar window. The blinds were up, there was muffled sounds from inside.
He could see an excited face inside, talking into the mic, even though none of the equipment was turned on. Campbell was saying something before he glanced at the window, then did a double take. His smile was wide, bright, showing teeth. He was excited, of course he was, shouldn't Joe be? He was, but he didn't know if he could show it like his boyfriend did.
Campbell scrambled from the desk and threw open the door, rushing out into the hall. It was quick, but suddenly Joe was wrapped up in a tight hug, and actually felt himself being lifted off the ground. "C-Campbell...!" He exclaimed, then yelped when he was spun around.
"Joe! You're early! Wasn't expectin' you for another hour!" Campbell laughed, spinning them around once more before finally putting Joe down.
Joe huffed, shaking his head a little, before glancing at the clock. "No, I'm on time. You just haven't been paying attention to the time. Again."
"Really?" Campbell looked at the clock and blinked. "Ah! You're right! Can't believe I lost track of the time! Should've been out there waiting for you at the entrance. Heh, next I'll lose my head! But then what would this fabulous staff be paid to examine?"
This actually made Joe laugh. "Campbell, that was terrible. Good thing you're keeping to DJ-ing and not comedy."
"Oi! I'm hilarious!" Campbell sniffed, trying to look offended, but this only made Joe laugh again. He watched as Campbell smiled. "You look happier."
Joe stopped laughing. "W-what do you mean?"
"Well, when I saw you through the window, you looked really down. Hell, you kinda sounded that way on the phone last night too."
"I did...?"
Campbell nodded, then put a hand on Joe's shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze. "That's alright. You're just having a low, I completely understand. I mean, I've been dealing with them all my life, ya know?"
Joe wanted to slap himself, of course he'd forget his boyfriend would understand. He was manic, he had highs and lows, it was normal for him. Joe sighed and ran a hand over his face. "Sorry."
"Ah, don't be. Come on, you can chill in the studio with me! Maybe even help me out with my next set, if you're up for it?"
He looked at the understanding face of his boyfriend, and he nodded. Yeah, he was up for that. He slipped his hand into Campbell's and followed him into the little studio.
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Campbell seems like he'd be very understanding, he tries his best with others from what I remember in the show, he'd do the same with Joe.
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Pictures of you-Chapter 9 (90's Liam Gallagher X Reader)
Pairing: 90's Liam Gallagher X Reader
Warnings: Language (because Liam tho), Fluff, smut (oral F receiving, p in V sex), maybe a few spelling mistakes
Words: 4071 (yeah I promised I'd make it up to you)
Summary: You and Liam are now having a love relationship. This is the beginning of your love story. You get hurt, you get loved, you spent end of year celebrations in Manchester with Liam's family, and you discover more of Liam's good sides.
A/N: I AM BACK ! I've been pretty sick last week but I feel better. Thank you for all your kind messages and your patience, I send you lots of love ! Here is chapter 9, I hope you will love it !
ENJOY
(Isn't he incredibly cute ?)
November 5th 1995- London:
I woke up around 11 am, with Liam’s arm wrapped around me. Doubt invaded me, as well as great anxiety.
The previous night, he was drunk. What if when he would wake up, everything he said would be gone? What if he was mean to me again?
What if he didn’t love me?
My thoughts were cut by the phone ringing, which woke Liam up. He grumbled and opened his beautiful blue eyes. I threw my arm on my bedside table and grabbed the phone and answered.
Hello?
Hey Y/N, this is…
Hi Noely
Hey, huh… we’re waiting for soundcheck, and our kid isn’t here, he left the party without telling anyone, could ye try to call him?
I looked at Liam, asking for permission and he nodded.
No need to, he’s with me. He drank too much last night, so he just woke up. I’ll tell him to hurry.
What the fuck is he doing at yous place? Noel shouted
I looked at Liam again and he mouthed a “I called ye” after hearing his brother shout.
He called me, he entered Hyde Park illegally, he wanted to talk, I don’t know why he chose me.
Okay. Just tell him to hurry, right? We can’t go further without him.
Yup, I’ll join you.
Okay.
We’ll be there in less than an hour.
You better.
I hang up and laid beside the Mancunian that was in my bed.
Mornin’. He said, smiling
Morning! I answered
Slept tight?
Like a log. You?
Same. I slept with me arm around the bird I want.
Oh yeah?
Okay, anxiety was gone, but doubt was still here.
Yea.
His arm pushed me closer to him and his lips came to kiss mine tenderly.
So it was real then. He really liked me a lot and wanted me.
We should hurry, your brother will kill you.
We have all the time in the world. I can arrive at 2 or 3pm, it won’t change anything. I know ye hate this part of me, but they need me, they can’t do anything without me.
I hate this part of you, yes, but you’re right, they need you.
The thing being I want to cuddle the rest of the morning. They’ll have to wait.
And that’s what happened. When we arrived at 13h, Noel was furious.
We’ll arrive in less than an hour, my ass! Were ye fucking kidding me Y/N?! Noel shouted
It’s not her fault the chief, it’s mine. Liam said
Oh so you two were fucking? Hope it was worth it because we’re fucking late! Ye should have thought with yer fucking brain and not with yer pussy Y/N!
Oi, I said it was me fault Noel, don’t speak to her like that, she doesn’t deserve it!
Ye deserve better than this twat Y/N, I even preferred when ye were with Coxon!
Shut the fuck up man! Liam said, balling his fists
Leave it Liam, I’ll handle this.
But…
Please Liam, I can defend myself.
Liam nodded, threw a dark look to his brother, and went towards the other guys.
What the fuck is wrong with you Noel?!
I’m just trying to protect ye, I know me brother, he’ll hurt ye.
Are you jealous?
For what? You and Liam? Don’t be fucking ridiculous, yer nothing more than me friend, me sister, and I just see ye as it.
Then why?
Ye don’t know what he’ll do. He’s gonna fuck ye up Y/N.
How did you become such a prick Noel? Since last year I don’t recognize you!
I just grew up. And am I being a prick fer trying to keep ye from being hurt like I promised a month ago, when Liam hurted ye fer the millionth time? Ye know what? Perfect, date him, do whatever ye like, yer an adult. But don’t come crying if he hurts ye once more because I warned ye.
Noel left to go on stage for soundcheck. I didn’t know what to think. How could he be so mean towards his own brother? He wasn’t like this the year before. Maybe he started hating him since September 1994. The problem was, he was entirely right.
*
November 27th 1995- Manchester
“- What about Justine of Elastica, do you really fancy her then?
-Yea.
-Are you gonna go for her?
-Nah, she’s gonna go fer me.”
Liam looked at me to see my reaction.
“– So how much do you fancy her? How are you gonna get her?
-What makes the world go around d’ye know what I mean, if I get her, I get her, if I don’t, I don’t. I’ll be disappointed in the matter, d’ye know what I mean? But if I get her, I get her.”
I looked at Liam, confused and hurt.
You looked serious.
Fuck, that’s why I didn’t want ye to watch this interview. Why did ye insist Y/N? He said, rolling his eyes
I don’t know Liam, it looked so real when you said it.
Liam got on his knees on front of me and took my hands in his.
Y/N, sweetheart, I can promise ye, I didn’t mean anything I said. I was drunk but I knew what I said, and it only was to piss Damon off. These people, fucking journalists like that and paps. You know they started the “Britpop war” thing. I was just fucking telling them what they wanted to hear, me.
Promise?
Of course I promise! Did I ever lie to ye? He said, sitting beside me on the sofa
No you didn’t, even when it was to be mean. But you have to understand my insecurity.
There’s no fucking reason to be insecure anymore Y/N.
I know Liam, and I’m trying! I said, tears threatening to fall from my eyes
I know, me. Please don’t cry, I don’t like to see ye cry.
He threw his arms around me, holding me tight.
No one’s gonna hurt ye. No one. I won’t let them. He said
*
December 22nd 1995- Manchester:
The paparazzis were hovering outside Liam’s place in London. But him and I weren’t here, but arriving in Manchester, at his mum’s place for the end of year celebrations.
Noel was already here, with Meg, who was now his girlfriend.
Peggy welcomed us at the second the cab stopped in front of her new house.
The two brothers bought it for her, as they promised, and she wanted 4 bedrooms, so she could also welcome her sons. At the time, Paul was still living with her, but was planning on buying an apartment.
Peggy wanted her sons to decorate their bedrooms just like they wanted.
Me boy, now everyone is here. She said, approaching us to hug her son
Hi mam.
They hugged, and to my surprise, Peggy hugged me too.
Y/N, long time no see! she said smiling
Hello Peggy.
Come on ye two, it’s time fer tea, get in the living room, Noel and Meg are already waiting.
We entered the house and went into the living room, fully decorated by Peggy herself, where Noel and Meg were sat.
Hi you two! I said
Y/N, hi ! Noel answered
He hugged me and hugged his brother.
I embraced Meg, she welcomed us, and the two brothers went in the kitchen to help their mother.
You’re saving me Y/N, I feel so ill at ease… Meg said
Why’s that? I said worried
Well you know… it’s the first time I meet Peggy…
Oh Meg, don’t worry, I feel ill at ease too, but don’t worry, Peggy is a sweetheart, and so are you. I’m sure she already loves you.
Really?
Of course! How can she not!
Meg smiled, holding my hand.
The boys and their mother came back, laying out tea and biscuits for snacking on the coffee table.
So, how does the decoration of Noel’s room is working? Peggy asked
Pretty good actually! Meg answered
Are ye ready fer me Liam’s room tomorrow Y/N?
If it’s painting, always, I just hope he won’t ask me to draw him a Mr Benn on the wall! I laughed
Shut up! Liam answered, laughing as well
Seeing her son laugh was a blessing for Peggy and was making her smile.
Then we heard the door open, and Paul made its appearance.
It was the first time ever I was meeting the eldest brother. The same that accompanied us to buy paints for Liam’s bedroom.
What color do you want? I asked
I see something blue.
Of course you would say that. But what type of blue?
Sky.
Blue sky? Are you sure they have this?
It’s a fucking DIY shop, trust me, if they don’t have it, they’ll make it up fer me! Now get on that cart, yer gonna roll baby!
I got on the cart and Liam put his arms on each part around me and started running in the shop, pushing the cart.
I started laughing and screaming, having so much fun.
Liam finally found the color he wanted, the day after would be used for decoration.
*
December 23rd 1995:
Even if we woke at practically noon, we spent the afternoon painting Liam’s bedroom in full blue.
Then he decided to realise the fucking cliché of the battle of paint.
I ended up blue as a smurf, Liam’s body against mine, my back against the painted wall, his lips on my neck, giving me chills.
Ye know what’s missing? He asked, between kisses
No, what? I whimpered
A mirror on the ceiling.
Why?
So ye could watch me while I do things to ye.
I smiled
What type of things? I teased
Anything ye want, love.
Liam tapped my thighs, indicating me to jump, which I did.
I wrapped my legs around his pelvis, feeling his hard-on against my clothed womanhood, dry humping me.
Liam was tugging at my tee, as if asking permission to take it off.
I would have let him if someone didn’t knock at the door at the same time. He let go of my thighs quickly, both acting as if everything was normal.
Meg opened the door, asking if we wanted tea, and asking us why we were both covered in paint.
Liam and I looked at each other, as we bursted out laughing.
*
When I got out of the shower, I covered myself with a towel. At the same time, Liam entered the bathroom without knocking, which made me jump.
Fuck, I can’t wait to get rid of all this fucking paint.
You looked for it, you started first.
Oh yea? was it me? He said, a devilish smile on his face, approaching me
Please Li’, I spent half an hour getting rid of this fucking paint, don’t make me dirty again.
Oh, but what if I make ye wet? He said, grabbing the towel that covered me
Already am.
Really? And what’s under this towel?
You could find out. I answered with a seductive look.
Liam’s lips crushed on mine, kissing them in a harsh and passionate kiss. My tongue asked for entrance and deepened the kiss, until I broke it.
But not now. I asked, separating my body from his
The young lad grunted.
Fucking hell, you’ll kill me woman!
I hope not!
This night, we had to sleep in the living room, while Liam’s bedroom was drying. Liam hired a handyman to put the shelves in his bedroom, put up his double bed, hang the curtains… Because we were going to his aunt’s house the next day, and let’s say it didn’t go as planned.
*
December 24th 1995- Still in Manchester
Sexual tension and lust were at their climax. I was sweating in winter because my lovely boyfriend whispered sweet nothings to me then dirty things that aroused me. And we were at his aunt’s house, and this was pretty unfair.
So I decided to take revenge. I was clearly turning him on in public. I put my hand on his bulge, massaging it under the table, watching his reactions while talking with the others.
Before the dessert, I decided to go to the bathroom, sending a look to Liam that was clearly meaning “you better be joining me”.
I didn’t to tell him twice. Because less than 5 minutes after I heard someone open the door and I saw Liam appear.
I smiled.
What is it for? I asked
Are ye fucking serious? Are fucking asking me this? Don’t act fucking innocent.
But I am! I answered, crossing my legs together.
He looked at me doing it.
Well ye won’t be fer long. He said, before crushing his lips on mine
Soon, I was pinned against the door, Liam locking it, his lips on my neck, sucking a hickey on it.
I won’t do anything before you say it. I don’t wanna hurt ye like the other time.
Do it Liam. Do it.
Liam unbuckled his belt, opened his pants and boxers.
I jumped, wrapping my legs around his pelvis while he pushed my undies to the side and slowly entered me.
He held me tight and lowly moaned in my ear while I whimpered in his.
Fuck… I’ve been waiting fer this fer so long… He said
Me too Liam.
He took this as a signal and started thrusting inside me, banging my body against the door.
Liam put his hand on my mouth to keep me from moaning, while he was taking us to our highs.
As I was about to cum, we heard footsteps, and Liam immediately stopped to move.
Y/N, are ye done? I really need to take a piss! I heard Noel say while knocking at the door
Yeah, sorry, give me a minute Noely!
Just make sure it won’t stink when I’ll go there.
Shut the fuck up, I was just powdering my nose!
Ah birds…
Liam looked at me and kissed me. He let go of my body and dressed up, and I did the same before heading back to the table, while Liam passed us by with a cigarette between his lips and winked at me before outside. Noel got up and before leaving the table, spoke in my ear.
Aren’t ye at least a bit fucking ashamed? He whispered-shouted at me
Why? I answered the same
It’s not yer type to “powder yer nose”. Can’t ye both wait to be alone to go at it like bloody rabbits? When I mean make sure it won’t stink I meant sex, I knew he was with ye!
I blushed
It’s none of your business Noel.
*
- So Paul is the only one to accompany me? Peggy asked
- Yea soz mam, Meg is tired, I’m gonna look after her. Noel said
- Y/N and I still have furniture to order in me bedroom, maybe fer New Year’s Eve mam. Liam said
Peggy and Paul were going to midnight mass, and I wasn’t really a believer. The thing I didn’t know was that Liam lied. There was nothing to order in his bedroom.
On my way to the bathroom, while passing in front of Noel’s bedroom door, I heard low feminine moans. Noel was puffed up for telling me what he had told me at lunch, because it showed that he was no better.
I rolled my eyes and entered the bathroom to take a shower. If Noel and Meg were “tired”, so could we.
*
I entered the bedroom with only a towel wrapped my body while he was smoking a cigarette at the window. Oh, and Liam forgot to tell me, or omitted to tell that he had a fucking mirror installed at his ceiling, just as he told me the day before. Let’s play with that.
I let the towel fall at my feet, leaving me bare.
Did ye find the gift fer mam?
I did.
Ye didn’t tell me what it is.
A beautiful jacket I found in the US.
That’s pretty fucking cool!
Are you almost done? I asked
Why?
Dunno, listen next room and turn around.
Oh yeah, I know, I heard them.
Liam turned around, seeing me.
Oh fucking hell… He said, eyes opened wide
I’m just Y/N. I laughed
No, I mean… Fuck yer so hot, I’m so lucky…
He stood there, watching me.
Are you gonna move or are you just gonna stand there staring at me? I smiled
Liam stepped closer, laying his hand on one of my breasts.
I’m soz, it’s been a while… I mean…
That you really did it with love and for love?
Yea. I might look like a fucking virgin.
That’s cute. It’s… technically our first time together you know?
Yea, but we’re not virgins.
No, but we could make it special.
Liam laughed
Oh sweetheart, I always make it special, me.
I rolled my eyes
Liam…
Oh C’mon Y/N, I was just fucking joking. He said before crushing his lips on mine.
It was a passionate kiss, the same he gave me the same day during lunch, but this time, we would have all the time in the world to do what we wanted.
My back found the wall again, it’s like it was his favourite thing. I jumped, wrapping my legs around Liam’s pelvis, him kissing me passionately, and letting his hands wander a bit everywhere on my body.
Soon, I ended up laid on the bed, at my lover’s mercy.
He kissed every inch of me, every part, before ending on my breasts and kissing them, and taking one in his mouth, sucking on it. It caused me to shiver and to moan. I looked at him and I didn’t recognize the Liam I knew. I didn’t know he could be so romantic and so tender.
His lips made their way towards my belly, then my thighs and in between them, licking a stripe at my clit.
Oh God Liam… I whimpered
Let me take care of ye.
No man had ever made me feel like this. Not even Graham. He didn’t even have the time to. But Liam knew what he was doing. He perfectly knew.
He took my clit in between his lips and sucked on it. My hand went to wander in his hair, grabbing a fistful of them while enjoying the moment.
That’s when I felt two fingers at my entrance, pushing inside.
I groaned Liam’s name, him still focused on giving me pleasure.
Soon, my legs started shaking around his head and I was close to the top.
Fuck Liam I’m gonna…
He pulled his fingers out and his tongue away.
I don’t think so. He said a smirk on his face
I whined at the loss, but it was only a matter of seconds.
Liam took all his clothes off in a rush, impatient to feel me around him and straddled me. I could feel his hardness poke against my abdomen.
Huh… I ain’t got any condom…
I’m on the pill Liam.
That’s what I love to hear. Are ye sure? Ye want this? Ye ready?
I am.
I grabbed his face in my hands and kissed him, grinding against him. I could feel precum leak out of his tip.
He slowly entered me without effort, causing us both to moan in unison.
Liam let me get adjusted to his size, waiting for me to give him the greenlight.
I nodded and he started thrusting in me, his lips never leaving mine.
There I was, making love with Liam fucking Gallagher, something I would never have thought would happen one day. And geez, he was good at it.
Do ye love to feel me in ye? Huh? he groaned
Yes, oh yes Liam…
That’s my good girl.
His pace went deeper and faster as I clung to him, my nails digging in his back.
Fuck Y/N, ye feel so good around me…
I moaned in response.
Liam wrapped his arms around me, holding me tight while rolling his hips around mine. This man wasn’t having sex. At least, not with me.
My doubts were going away slowly with his kisses and arms wrapped around me while making love to me. Which doubts? The one that were telling me, Liam Gallagher only has sex and doesn’t make love.
He didn’t tell me he loved me yet, the time hadn’t come yet. But at this right moment, I didn’t need to hear it, because I knew it, he was showing it, proving it to me.
Soon, his movements became sloppy, and his moans were becoming louder, indicating me he was close to coming.
Hold me sweetheart… hold me tight… he groaned
I did what he asked, and this was overwhelming to me.
Liam…
Me too baby.
My legs started trembling again, trying to stay around Liam’s waist, as my walls convulsed around him.
Yer gonna make me cum! He groaned
I came before him, my whole body shivering while holding on to him for dear life, tears spilling from my eyes. I may have gotten a bit emotional with my orgasm washing over me and the situation I was in. Why? Because a part of me thought I didn’t deserve to be loved.
I felt Liam’s lips stutter against mine, coming in white ropes of cum, painting my walls and yelling my name.
His body collapsed on mine, his head falling in my neck, out of breath.
That’s when Noel banged his hand on the wall.
Oi won’t you two fucking shut up? we’re trying to sleep!
You liar, ye just can’t cum because ye hear me having good sex with me bird! Liam shouted
I’m gonna kill this kid. I heard him say lowly
Liam and I laughed at this.
Don’t worry Noely, don’t worry Meg, we’re done, you can keep being tired! I pursued
I heard Noel scream with annoyance, making us laugh again.
Well, seem I found someone like me… Liam said, looking at me, smiling
Oh like you? I can be worse.
No one’s worse than me.
I confirm! Noel shouted
Fuck off, try to have a hard on for yer bird and piss off! Liam answered to his brother
Oh Noel would make us regret this the day after, without a doubt.
Mind a shower? I didn’t wash yet.
Is it your way to propose a second round?
Maybe, only if you want it.
Can you go at it again?
Who do ye think I am? Of course I can!
Liam… Don’t forget that you’re still a human male. It would be normal if you felt tired, I wouldn’t be mad at you, I’m not like the groupies you previously fucked. I’m your girlfriend.
But still my groupie, right?
Yeah, but I don’t have high expectations like them. You can behave normally with me. You know it and you know I hate it. I prefer the romantic and tender Liam who had his arms wrapped around me and asking me to hold him tight.
No one has ever told me that…
Well there’s a first to everything.
This is the first time someone makes me understand that they really like me for who I am.
That’s the truth. I’m honest, always have been.
He kissed me again, getting emotional.
Thank you, Y/N.
No, thank you.
As I said, I finally found someone like me.
And so did I.
#liam gallagher smut#liam gallagher fluff#liam gallagher fanfic#liam gallagher oneshot#liam and noel#noel gallagher x reader#oasis band#oasis
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2023 Spotify Wrapped...
So apparently my music tastes are all about that Crank Wave and I'm from Brighton, Oi!
But honestly, the hypnotist thing is right... I'm old school like that and still love listening to albums from start to finish, in the order the artist laid them out. There's a flow to most of them, some tell a story, some are organized just so purposefully that you miss out by jumping around.
I do like how my top 5 is a healthy mix of new and old. The feelies is always high up there because it's my "go to sleep" album, but having 2 brand new bands with 2 very 80's/90s bands... well.. @smolwrathfulpanda, see I don't just listen to "old people music" lol.
Basically my music listening this year was a lot of Punk and Post Punk.
And if you've never heard of Pip Blom, go listen to their stuff man! Fucking excellent indie/dance punk from the Netherlands.
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Did I Mention Cuddling?
Lucifer: Anneli—
Lucifer stops himself short as he sees Annelie sleeping soundly, one of his pillows crushed in her arms. Lucifer is carrying a plate with the leftovers Beel didn’t eat from that morning’s breakfast, and he slowly sets it down onto a nearby table.
Lucifer: Really now... she fell asleep that easily? Does she have no sense of fear towards me?
He approaches her, watching as she curls into a tighter ball than before.
Lucifer: You didn’t even put a blanket over yourself. How careless can you be? You’ll freeze.
Annelie: Mn... mmm....
Lucifer starts pulling a blanket over her before he’s aware of it, and he stares at it for a long moment before he lets go.
Lucifer: Well... the fire is plenty hot. You’ll survive. Hm?
He notices a black mark on her collarbone, and he curiously tucks her shirt down slightly to see an oddly patterned tattoo—no, a scar—lightly carving her skin. It looks as if someone took a set of claws and raked them across the flesh a few times. Was she attacked before she came here?
Annelie: Mnmn...
Lucifer: ...!
Annelie grabs hold of Lucifer’s arm instead of the pillow, pulling surprisingly hard as she does so. Lucifer struggles to extricate himself from her grip before she yanks him down onto the bed and wraps her limbs around him, still lightly snoring.
Lucifer: ...humans aren’t this strong. Who are you? Oi. Wake up.
She obliviously snuggles into the crook of Lucifer’s neck.
Lucifer: Annelie.
Annelie: Wasss?
Lucifer: Let. Go. Of. Me. Now.
Annelie: Mmmmmkay...
She lets him go and is about to continue sleeping when Lucifer takes her by the arm and pulls her to a sitting position, shaking her until she blinks slowly and sleepily at him.
Annelie: Morning already?
And I was having such a good dream too... It was really warm and soft...
Lucifer: What are you?
Annelie: ?
What? Not who?
Lucifer: You’re clearly not human.
Annelie: I’m not?
Lucifer: Don’t play dumb with me. Who are you, and what are you doing here?
Annelie: Um... Annelie Glasgow. Corporate slave number one, suddenly transported to the Devildom by some weird force.
Come to think of it, wasn’t there a voice when I closed my eyes for my afternoon nap...? Someone was in my house! Great to give my neighbor nightmares. ...Well, it’s not really my problem...
Lucifer: Not the identity you’re assuming here.
Annelie: Lucifer, you’re really confusing me here. Why do you suddenly think I’m some kind of non-human imposter?
Lucifer: That strength you just showed was inhuman. You pulled me off my feet while laying down.
Annelie: ...you look pretty on your feet to me.
Wait a minute...
Annelie: Can I feel your coat a second?
She reaches out to feel the fluff on Lucifer’s jacket regardless.
That... wasn’t a dream. Holy shit, that wasn’t a dream.
Annelie: Listen, I don’t know how I ended up using you as a pillow, but I’m human. I am... 90% sure.
Lucifer: You really don’t know, do you?
Annelie: Please don’t try to test it by killing me.
Lucifer: I’m not stupid. Looking after you was something Diavolo requested of me, and I intend to do it properly... I suppose a good question might be to ask where you received that mark on your chest from.
Annelie: Mark on...? Ah... oh. I don’t really know, to be honest. I found it on me sometime after I left that diner where we met.
Lucifer: You didn’t meet me there.
Annelie: Lucifer, you can’t overwrite history.
Lucifer: I think you’ll find I can be very persuasive towards “history.” I’m already letting you go for skipping on your tab.
Annelie: Ah... sorry about that. I swear I don’t normally do that.
Lucifer: I would hope not.
Annelie sees the plate Lucifer set down.
Annelie: Stupid question.
Lucifer: Yes?
Annelie: Are you going to eat that in front of me?
Lucifer: I wasn’t going to, no.
Annelie: ...can I have it?
Lucifer: What happened to going days without food?
Annelie: Doesn’t mean I’m not hungry.
Lucifer: Why don’t you beg for it?
Annelie: I don’t have a tail, so I’m not going to wag it for you.
Lucifer: Are you sure?
Annelie: ...
Sadistic prick.
Annelie: And how do you want me to beg?
Lucifer: I’ll leave you to figure that out.
Annelie: ...
He wants me to act like a dog. I can’t believe I cuddled this man and thought he felt nice. But pride be damned, I’m too tired and too hungry, so to hell with it.
Annelie: Please?
Annelie makes a show of rolling over and trying to give him her best cute eyes. Her face is flushed to the max.
Lucifer: Haha. Good girl. Here’s your reward.
Annelie: ...thank you....Master.
Smug little shit. I’ll get you back for this.
#obey me lucifer#obey me!#obey me shall we date#sadistic#fanfiction#shameless#self indulgence#writing#LuciAnne
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WORLD CINEMA’S TOP 236 ACTRESSES OF ALL TIME! (@INDIES)
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Lodi Park and Sell