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livesincerely · 28 days
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“Jesus, Jack,” Davey groans when Jack releases his lower lip from between his teeth⁠—from between his fangs, Davey mentally corrects, noting the change with a quiet thrill. “I thought you didn’t want to dance?”
Jack’s hands slip lower, one curling around his hip, the other splaying wide and possessive over the small of Davey’s back. “Changed my mind.”
“Oh?” Davey murmurs, curling his fingers through Jack’s belt loops to draw him closer even as their hips continue to sway to the beat. “And why’s that, I wonder?”
“One’a life’s great mysteries,” Jack says, leaning in to kiss along Davey’s jaw. “Why would I want an armful of the prettiest guy in the room? The world may never know.”
“You think I’m pretty?” Davey asks, pitching his voice to something soft and sultry, batting his lashes just so.
Jack’s eyes narrow, his grip around Davey’s hips tightening that much more.
“You’re a menace,” he growls, and god, he’s so easy to rile this close to the full moon. Davey has to bite his lip to keep himself from smirking. “Don’t think I don’t know exactly what you’re doin’.”
“So, you don’t think I’m pretty?” Davey pouts.
Jack tilts his head and catches Davey’s mouth in another kiss, deep and dominating.
“I think,” he says against Davey’s still-parted lips, his voice low and rough, “that you’re the most gorgeous creature on the face of this Earth. An’ I think you’re gonna regret teasin’ me like this when we get home.”
“And I think,” Davey replies, a little breathlessly, looping his arms around Jack’s neck and bringing their foreheads together, “that isn’t as much of a threat as you probably think it is.”
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ephemeramedia · 3 months
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The World Shines (As I Cross The Macon County Line)
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banner cred to @cafekitsune!!
Will Graham/Reader
Synopsis: You convince Will to cuddle with you because it's cold and you love him.
A/N: Okay so this is my first real FF that I'm posting ever and it's not beta read so if there's mistakes just pretend they're not there mkay thanks. Not rly a songfic but there is a song in it and that song is Going To Georgia by The Mountain Goats. Also this is my official bid for someone to buy me an I Heart Bingo mug. Also also gonna post this to AO3 as soon as i get my acc sorted, and ill link it here.
Word Count: 1105
Warnings: an embarrassing amount of domesticity
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The canopy of darkness was beginning to lift from the closed yet sheer curtains that shifted when your shoulders brushed against it. The Virginia morning winter was harsh and you knew it would only get harsher as the hours passed the day away. In some way, you felt bad about moping around the kitchen while Will was out at work, but you knew it would only be a matter of time before January cleared and you could start again trying to convince one of the libraries in Maryland to hire you for over the minimum wage. 
What would not happen nearly as fast as you pleased was the water that was stuck under 100 °C in the kettle, boiling. Sighing, you turned up the stove. 
Music drifts throughout the almost frigid air, around tinny, plywood walls, and it meets your ears in a soft resounding pattern. After the kettle starts to whistle, you sing along in quiet victory. 
“...The most extraordinary thing in the world, I have two big hands and a heart pumping blood,” You pour the water into your ‘I ♡ BINGO’ mug. Today would be an English Breakfast day, just like every other day. A good day. 
You feel the dogs settled beside your feet rise and move toward the front of the house, shortly before hearing the door open. A few beats pass counted by soft thuds on the floor growing louder and Will moves to meet you where you stand. His rough hands wrap around your waist from behind you, and his chin nestles in your shoulder. The song begins its second verse. 
“More bass today. Not bad for this weather, I think,” He breathes into you. You turn to face him, and his hands never leave your body. 
“Your hands are cold,” Will tries to move away but you free one of your hands to trap him against you. He turns his head to huff a laugh but you catch his face and press his grinning lips to yours. You hum into him. 
“I think it might be up to us to keep each other warm,” You take another sip of your tea. “Maybe I could convince you to stay in for the rest of the day?”
Will brings his head up to glance at the ceiling, the look he gives when he’s already resigned himself to you. 
“I’ve got to chop wood for the fire, darlin’. You know I can’t-” You shush him. 
“Again, I’m not sure having a fire will matter when we’re-,” Your only free hand reaches down to palm his ass, “So close already.” It was really an unnecessary ploy on your part, because as you began speaking he gently pulled the mug from your hands and set it on the counter behind you. Grabbing him didn’t help his case of not dropping it on the floor, but the blush that freckled his cheeks gave away how eager Will was to follow you anywhere. 
“Well,” Will huffed out a breath that condensed in the air, “You certainly make a convincing argument.” You giggled at his eager tone and hooked one of your fingers around his belt loop. With an incredible amount of concentration, Will managed to follow you away from the kitchen and into the living room. 
The living room, or the first room in the house, was where the bed was. It was where the only bed was. When you moved in, you had tried to convince Will to, at least, have an air mattress upstairs. After cost-benefit analyzing it, you gave into having the bed right in front of the front door on the condition that Will took the drafty side. Honestly, it wasn’t too uncomfortable, and the stairs creaked anyway. 
As you led Will to the bed, both you and him took considerable steps to avoid the plethora of dogs littered about the floorspace. 
Once you were at the foot of the mattress, you looked back at Will. His cheeks were pink and looked frostbitten, but you knew better. Will Graham doesn’t blush at the cold, he blushed at you. It did help that it was 7 °C, regardless. He took a step towards you and you pull him under the covers. 
Wordlessly, Will places gentle kisses on your skin, starting at your cheekbones and going lower until he reaches your collar bone, and then lets his face rest on your shoulder. You preen at the physical attention, and then shiver. 
“I wish I could stay like this forever.” You hear him mumble into your shirt. You smile softly and tug him further into you so that your bodies might become one. There’s a lot of blanket shifting before one of his hands reaches up under the hem of your shirt. 
“Jesus Christ, you’re fucking freezing,” You jump. You lower your head to meet his eyes looking up at you, and you decipher the mischief in his grin. 
“You’re the one who suggested this, darlin’.” Will pushes himself forward and your lips meet, slowly and then all at once. 
With the comforter pulled up over both of your shoulders, you ended the embrace by tilting your head down so as to separate your lips but then connect your foreheads. Hot breath covers your face and you blink. You hum. 
Moving again, Will’s hands travel back down and grasp your waist firmly. Then you’re weightless, his seemingly infinite strength lifting you up and over him until you’re straddling his hips. The sudden shift lets a breeze into the space between you and Will, and you lower your chest to meet his and close the gap. Will sighs. 
“Now I’m never getting up,” He laughs into the top of your head. 
From the other side of the room, Winston barks at something outside the window, a bird, probably. He barks again at the start of a new song that drifts through the house. 
A cloud passes through the sky and uncovers the bright sun, which does nothing for the cold and everything to blind Will through the thin curtains. Will removes one of his hands from you and drapes it over his face, shielding his eyes. You stay like this until another cloud comes, when Will tilts your head up to kiss you. You lean into it, and you bring one of your hands up to pass your finger through Will’s curly brown hair, gold in the sunlight. A few beats pass. 
‘My tea is going to be so cold.” One of Will’s thumbs smooths out the wrinkle of concern between your eyebrows. 
“You can always make more.” Your lips meet again. 
“I know.”
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duranduratulsa · 4 months
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Up next on my Duran Duran Week Filmfest...Duran Duran: Girls On Film/Hungry Like The Wolf Sony Video 45 (1983) on glorious vintage VHS 📼! #duranduranweek17 #duranduranweek2023 #DuranDuranWeek #duranduran #girlsonfilm #hungrylikethewolf #video45 #sonyvideo45 #vintage #vhs #80s #simonlebon #nickrhodes #rogertaylor #johntaylor #rogertaylorduranduran #andytaylor
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timmurleyart · 7 months
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Hungry like the woof. 🌕🐺🎵
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goatpaste · 2 years
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sorta reuploading this with the secondary character lineup and some additional stuff thrown in this time ^^
anyways, my lil jojo oc part iv been sorta fleshing out for the last few months. most of the characters iv thrown around and stuff. With Holly and the protag for this fan part. Taking place in 2006 when a corrupt underground fighting ring centered around stand user fighting has one of their wrestlers attempt to contact the elderly Joseph Joestar only to have the letter intercepted by his visiting daughter Holly Kujo. Not wanting her father to get involved in some more drama that has approached their family she goes in his place and ends up roped up into the seedy and dangerous lives of these wrestlers who live under the never ending threat their job has brought to them.
also 4 pic my holly act stand with ash’s/ @ubashaaa Holly act stand, brudders in arms for holly act stand superiority :)) [Commission Prices] [Etsy]
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heavy-shit · 3 days
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HUNGRY LIKE A WOLF
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myimaginaryradio · 14 days
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Hungry Like The Wolf - Duran Duran - 1982
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secondbeatsongs · 2 years
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“Hungry Like The Wolf” with every second beat removed
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blood-powered-radio · 4 months
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Duran Duran - Hungry Like The Wolf
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nbdysdaughter · 7 months
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some information about my blog!♡
I'm eighteen years old and I'm from germany. I love old music (everything 50s-90s) and enjoy taking pictures. I'm using my tumblr blog as a form of self expression. All the pictures you will see here probably reference my book -> where we come to the next fact about me!
I love writing more than anything else and I believe that to write is what I was made for, whether my writing is good or not. I love the ideas my head makes up and I love my characters consuming my entire life to the point where everything I see or hear makes me think of them. Currently I am writing my second book (my first book was published I german and is a short novella I wrote for a writing competition.) "Hungry like the wolf" is a story set in the near future and focuses on the two characters Isaac and Ellah trying to survive a cannibalistic society, nature catastrophes and their own hunger. It is based on leviticus 26:29 (you will eat the flesh of your sons and your daughters) and was highly inspired by hoziers "eat your young" and ethel cains entire discography. I'm using this tumblr blog to post concept pictures of my books story and hope to be able to reach an audience that likes it.
I am interested in true crime, horror movies and conspiracy theories.
some more personal facts about me!
favourite movies: natural born killers, american honey, bones and all, fresh, texas chainsaw massacre (1974), call me by your name, heathers, zero day, american beauty, elvis, it, dead poets society, twilight, scream, halloween, bonnie and clyde (1967), almost famous, the crow, and probably many more that I can't think of right now.
favourite artists: ethel cain, type o negative, the smashing pumpkins, nirvana, lana del rey... many more
favourite books: sharp objects, dead poets society, dave thompsons kurt cobain biography, the colour of milk
favourite song currently: downhill lullaby- sky ferreira
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livesincerely · 5 months
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Davey taps his fingers against the side of his glass, rolls his shoulders back, then says, “So, don’t feel obligated, is what I’m trying to say. I only want to do this if we’re both interested, and for the right reasons.”
“I promise ya, the last thing I’m feelin’ is obligated,” Jack drawls. “Jus’ as long as we’re both on the same page.”
But Davey still looks uncertain.
“And you’re okay with the whole…” He makes a vague gesture over himself. “I’m told my aura can be a touch… overwhelming, once it starts to take effect.”
“‘M not too worried,” Jack says with a shrug. “Werewolves are immune to almost everything—lycanthropy doesn’t exactly play well with other types of magic. Mother Moon tends to be pretty possessive of her children, I guess.”
“Sounds handy,” Davey says.
“‘S got its uses,” Jack agrees. “So you don’t gotta worry ‘bout enchantin’ me or nothin’.” He offers up his most charming smile. “At least, not any more than you already have.
A laugh bubbles off of Davey’s lips. His entire demeanor seems to brighten several clicks, like drawing back a curtain to let in the sun.
“That was smooth!” he accuses, sounding utterly delighted about it.
“I try,” Jack says, just as captivated, grinning right back. “Hopefully, I’m doin’ somethin’ right. You strike me as the kinda guy that’s pretty damn hard’ta impress.”
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fromthehouseofgerber · 11 months
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“MOUTH IS ALIVE, JUICES LIKE WINE…
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…AND I’M HUNGRY LIKE THE WOLF.”
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80s-music-tourney · 2 months
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duranduratulsa · 9 months
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Now showing on my 80's Fest Movie 🎥 marathon... Duran Duran: Girls On Film/Hungry Like The Wolf Video 45 (1983) on glorious vintage VHS 📼! #duranduran #girlsonfilm #hungrylikethewolf #SimonLeBon #nickrhodes #johntaylor #rogertaylor #rogertaylorduranduran #andytaylor #vintage #vhs #video45 #80s #80sfest #durandurantulsas5thannual80sfest
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evvywevvy · 1 month
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just remembered being a camp counselor in 2000 and the 12-year-old kids heard me listening to Hungry Like the Wolf and were like, "this is great! we should write a spirit cheer to this tune!" and it was called "Hungry For Some Goo" because spirit was measured in spirit goo
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