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taintedcigs · 5 months
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modern!steve harrington who’s head over heels in love w reader
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badgyalshii · 1 month
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ITS NEVER OVER |||
+ (WHERE HAVE YOU GONE)
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Paul atreides x Reader (Always safe for POC + PLUS SIZE) Paul POV!!!
warnings: signs of depression? were happy in there tho, proof read? yeah something like that (god i am not good at these😭) y/n is not in this chapter but ofc shes mentioned entirely throughout the text.
A/N: AHHHHHH THE FINAL CHAPTER BEFORE THE FINALE, IM EXCITED TO POSTTTT, i hope you guys enjoyed and i love the feedback i recieved! i love you all, have a good day/night, whenever you get this! (Also, considering that this is from pauls POV i thought that i might add an extra title)
Hey! Have you read the first chapters? You didnt? What! Read it here!! I . II . III . IV.
Hmm? You said you like shii’z writing?! Omg me too! Check out her masterlist!
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He let out a heavy breath before he ripped his mask off of his face. He wasn't supposed to be out alone considering he was the new crowned emperor. But he was, and he was searching for you and he wasn't gonna give up until he did. He wore heavy clothing to try and hide his identity from others, and a bag that slung around his shoulder consisting of his journal, water, and other things he might need. He settles for the night in a rock. A rock with a beautiful view. He has been on the road for so long, he's forgotten how long, he didn't really care to remember either, considering it would help motivate to find you. He walks around the rock, searching for anything to give him clues of you or if you might've been here.
As he looked around, It was clear that someone had been there before. He looked at the bad attempt of making a bed, but he didn't touch it. His eyes slightly closed from trying to study the bed, there were still prints of a body, maybe two, on the bed. He hunches over. There was a piece of hair, as disgusting as it sounds…he picked it up. It was the same as yours, he took a rather long pause before thinking, maybe he should smell the bed? No, what if he smells something he doesn't like. He shook his head before looking at the single strand of hair that was in his hand. He sat down on the bed, setting the hair gently aside before taking off his glove and putting the strand back in his palm. Everybody's hair could be similar, he thought. He let out a sigh before looking ahead of him. He didn't know what time it was, but all he knew was that he was tired and heart broken. He didn't miss his home, not at all, not with you not there.
He put his glove and his mask back on before placing the hair into his bag. Out of everything that was going on, at least the view was beautiful. He stood and walked to the view of the rock, carelessly taking footsteps before he sighed and dropped down, his legs open and his elbows on his knees as he took in the view. He let in a deep breath. ¨tired. I am tired¨ he let out in a whisper. He fought his sleep often because he knew it would make him less confident and he would grow to slack, but sometimes he just couldn't take it anymore. The yawns leaving his lips, difficulty holding onto the hooks that latched onto the sandworm, but he thought he could finally settle here for a while, as a reward for finding a piece of hair that have a 5 percent chance of being yours.
As he watched the view, he thought of you. He didn't cry as much anymore. When he cried, he cried alone in private. And during that time, he cried until he couldn't anymore. Every time he saw Irulan it made him sick to his stomach. As much as he wanted to blame her, he couldn't. His heart was too good and he knew better than to let a weak desperate moment turn into anger. ¨why did i offer?¨ he would think over and over, countless times, wondering how could he be so careless. But he wasn't, he didn't want to marry her for the reason of love, just wanted to keep her safe as a promise to the retired and overthrown emperor. Thinking about it made him question his character, who has he grown to be? hed remembered what you said, he always thought of the smart and wise things you had to say.
¨its okay to feel how you feel, paul¨ you looked at him with a pity smile on your face while your hand was on his cheek. He had another nightmare. He didn't want it to be true. ¨this is gonna make me go crazy, y/n¨ paul whispered back, leaning into y/ns touch. ¨don't let it fool you, don't let it phase you, don't let it change you¨ you replied. At times, all paul wanted to do was give up. He didnt wanna be the chosen one. It was all too much. He could stay here forever, with you. For all eternity if he could.
Paul sighs and looks to the side. Remembering what you said, he wished things weren't so quiet.he laughed to himself, all the dreams he had of the future, but none of you. He sat alone, all alone, not one book, not one sound, just him, by himself. He felt empty, he wants you, he needs you, he needed someone to make him feel complete again, but days spread thick and long, bored, fighting himself back and forth between hope for finding you and wondering if you had just moved on. He wished he had a dream of you, of your blue eyes glistening in the sun, of your laugh, He wished it was so vivid that he touched you, that he could control his dream and talk to you, make love to you, but he had nothing, nothing at all. Nothing to remember you by, just a stupid suspicious piece of hair, tears brimmed his eyes, he needs you. There was no one he could pray to if he was the chosen one. No matter how hard he fought, how he tried to distract himself from work, it all lead up to one person, not one other thought, never out of sight out of mind, he knew what he wanted and he fell so deep he felt like he just couldn't grasp it anymore, how was he supposed to live his life without you. Your soft gentle hands grazing his face and answering the stupid and goofy questions he asked. There was no one else and he knew that now, didn't even find anyone else attractive. Lonesome nights, he didn't want to be on his own, ever again. Once he found you he vowed to never let you go, no matter how loud your voice is, no matter if you kicked him down, your in his heart and he just cannot let go, but how long could he search? Huh? How long would it be until he found you? When will he hear your voice again? When will he kiss you again? He didn't even say I love you before you walked off, for all he knew, that was his last goodbye.
On the first day, he acted as if nothing happened, but then he realized you weren't there, he couldn't pick at your dinner plate, he could hear your laughs, he couldn't feel your pity hits after he whispers a dirty joke. He had no one to talk to, no one to ask him if he was okay. Was he...okay? Had he known he was okay? Or has he grown so long to the point where he wasnt and he just didn't know it. He wished he said more, begged you to stay, cried about it, weeped about it, there was so much he could've done and he didn't, he only said a short explanation of how he was waiting for you and now he's on the run, on the search. He was so tired, so tired of looking at the same spice on the ground, carving on the rock of the walls. He wanted to be next to you, holding your head in his shoulder, hear your soft snores as you slept like there wasn't a care in the world. He'd never expect this, a life without you. He sighed and shook the thought out of his head, noticing he was in too deep and he wiped the tears that slowly dropped from his face, letting out a sniffle as he looked ahead. He didn't want to be too deep, of course he missed you, but he wanted to find you with a clear conscience, a healthy mind. He needed something to keep him going. His eyebrows furrowed as he looked to the ground. He placed a palm down and leaned closer to the floor. What is this? This imprint on the floor? Looks familiar.
He looked over it, careful not to move or make any sudden movements. ¨y/n?¨ he muttered. Any normal person would've thought paul as crazy, looking like he's searching for spice on the floor, and then wanting to jump and cheer, because, well, because what?
The necklace
The necklace Paul got for her. It was there! Clear as day. What a time to cheer! He couldn't fight off the smile on his lips. She's alive! She's alive! What a joy, out for two years! Been all around Arrakis, and at such a time he was going to give up, go home, force himself to get comfortable with his new situation, you were out there. Shall he go home? To tell stilgar and have a celebration? Sweet red wine sounded like heaven. He wiped his eyes as finally, finally tears came down. Tears of joy, he waited for this moment, oh so long! He was so happy he could take the dirt and put it in his bag also.
He laughed, he found it funny how he grew so tired of being next to his queen that he went and found you himself after he told you to come back. He grew impatient. He took out his journal and wrote, writing his life away as he thought of you, as the warmness of love and hope crowded his vision and spreaded throughout his body. This is all he wanted, to find you. And he was so close, so, so close.
He hadn't felt like this in a long time. He got up and collected the dirt from the necklace in his hand and watched it fall from his gloves. Looking around and seeing the footsteps, all yours he believed! He looked before following the footsteps, he followed them foot by foot until he was in the sand again. He hunched over, trying to search for the footsteps as they were getting lost from the wind of the sand until he couldn't anymore. He stood and pulled out his compass for the direction that you went. When it pointed he saw and lifted his head in the direction you went. This was it, this was the final piece, this was the end.
You were home.
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neoaur · 5 months
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angel
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warnings: none, just pure fluff 🫂
mark x fem!reader
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Getting back home from a party at 3am wasnt in your bucket list for this week, and neither on marks. But thanks to haechans insisting, you two went.
“i’m so tired” mark said once he opened the front door. “me too, i don’t even wanna take off my make up”, you said looking at mark with tired eyes. “I can take it off for you baby, look for the makeup remover thingy” mark said removing his jacket, still at the entrance.
You head straight to the vanity in the bedroom, looking for your micellar water. Mark follows behind you to the bedroom and sits on the bed. “C’mere sweet girl” he says as he pats the bed for you to sit on. Once you give him the round cotton pads and the micellar water he starts to mimic what he has seen you do countless times on the mirror.
“s’ cold” you slur as you scrunch up your face. mark chuckles and slightly blushes at how cute you look “It’s been on the cold all day baby” he says. “i know, I should’ve left it out” you say pouting. mark suddenly kisses your pout, “i love you” he murmurs into your lips “i love you too mark” you two start blushing at your confessions. it wasn’t the first time these words were said, but there was something so intimate about this moment that made you fall in love with him all over again.
once he gets all the makeup off you stand up to put it all back on the vanity. “let’s change into our pajamas so we can cuddle, please” you plead “sure sweet girl cmon” “can I wear one of your shirts?” you say basically giving him puppy eyes for it, and he (and you) knows he can’t say no when you give him those cute eyes. going in the closet he searches for one, he hands it to you and says “dude you’re so hard to resist but yeah, here you go baby” you give him an ear to ear smile and kiss him on the cheek, he holds your waist lovingly and looks into your eyes as if you held the stars in them “thank you baby” you tell him while he, lovingly, ogles at you. You two change into your pajamas and lay down on the bed. you cuddle with mark, you laying on top of him hiding your face on his neck. He kisses your head while soothingly rubbing your back and says “Goodnight sweet girl” and you just sleepily hum in acknowledgement while you fade away into a slumber.
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this is my first postttt hiii, sorry if it had bad grammar, english isn’t my first language 🥹 butttt ty if you read this! i might not always post since i’m short on creativity🥴
@/anitalenia for the dividers 🩷
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ramonathinks · 4 months
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Last postttt honestly and seriously but i feel like this needs to be said because this is just pure mean girl behavior! Only posting this because of the unnecessary comment that she posted and the shady posts from her mutual as well. As stated in this post, i never accused her of stealing anything… read the post: “i don’t want to be accused of copying… i should’ve wrote it in 2022” now explain how that sound like any implications. even in the screenshot that i showed on my account, it was in a draft and not posted. the day before i posted this i literally asked a mutual about writing something if someone else was doing it and while they said yeah, EYE just didn’t want anyone to accuse me of copying, since i have to keep repeating that fact, which was why i made the post just expressing how i felt.
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But regardless of the situation I mainly felt like I need to clear my name because while i never said anything bad about dej this is what im being met with…
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Not to mention the goon squad of several people who aren’t in the conversation yet inserting themselves and wondering why im not replying or getting annoyed by the dms they’re sending me or just overall annoyed by the conversation. everyone wants me to hear her out and everyone wanna take her side rather than when i said that wasn’t the case? and trying to force an apology out of me or whatever in an attempt to make me ‘admit’ where i was wrong when the post wasn’t worded in any way that gave malicious intentions.
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Then I messaged her like everyone begging me to do because now instead of talking about the situation she’s talking about me and now im blocked (even though i admit i was rude but i don’t like it when people try to come for my character), messaged her mutual as well and got no response even though since i sent the message it has shown she was active lol. But either way if it was a problem just as she said i could’ve dm’ed her about it (which i never felt the need to because it wasn’t shady or messy, or anything against her so it wasn’t no reason for that.), but the same applies to me if not more so because i didn’t have no intentions on her getting hate but it seems as that’s what she wanted to do to me lmao like if she told me in private about how she felt about the post or the hate she was getting then that would’ve been one thing because i never said i was feeling some type of way about the concept just that i wanted to do it a while ago and didn’t want to be accused of copying HER never once was what i said “shady” “messy” or “tacky” but her responses are ! if anyone is victimizing themselves in this conversation it’s her because if you are feeling some type of way about someone it’s your choice to confront that person but making a public statement when all i said was i didn’t want to be accused of copying you is messy in what sense?? like how do you read that as shady at all?? & how am i victimizing myself for defending myself against you and several people? and even when i said that wasn’t my intention, it was crickets! no deletion of the post, no anything because it’s not like im asking for an apology. i said it wasn’t my intention and that was it after that the conversation should’ve been over yet you and your mutual are posting shady stuff or bashing me like girl??
Plus I don’t have anyone publicly defending me besides the two mutuals who reblogged my post and im basically getting jumped like hello! I had to turn my mailbox completely off, when at first it was turned off just for anons. I had to turn my DMs off so that only people i follow can message me because your weirdo supporters are harassing me. If you’re against someone being harassed why would you in turn allow this to happen to me like make it make sense!
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hitechlatte · 1 year
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Prince Charming's Jacket Update
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JUST FINISHED THE ROUGH DRAFT OF CHAPTER 10!!! Sorry this took longer than a lot of the other chapters. I had to go back and edit some plot holes and fix some stuff in my outline. BUT YAY FOR EDITING AND CATCHING THESE. I think I fixed most of the issues, so next few should go a little more smoothly.
That is until I inevitably find some I missed lol
So anyhoo, only 5 more chapters to gooooo and then I can start doing full rounds of edits! AND THEN POSTTTT
We're getting close and I'M SO EXCITEDDDDD
Also too sorry I'm still behind on A03 comments, tumblr comments and asks. I PROMISE I WILL GET TO THEM SOOONNNN THANK YOU FOR YOUR PATIENCE <3
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crow-collective15 · 7 months
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Tommy: we’ve had this blog for how long? Make an intro postttt
Me: I will
Me: *doesnt*
Tommy: …I’m not convinced you know how to-
Rosemary: yeah no he doesn’t
My head mates are bullying meeeeeee/j
-leo
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dist4nt-shores · 7 months
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tbh saw one post of you talking about your infamous oc and their band vibe changes && I’m hooked. I mean come on, mirror in the creek to broken mirror??? I love that
omg THANK YOU!!! idk why i’m only seeing this now but hello! & honestly me too HAH it was like a little lightbulb went off in my brain i’m obsessed
i’ve also now figured out that THAT mc + band are actually gonna be a different set than my original one(s) BUT they still have the mirror in the creek —> broken mirror swap & everything i had said in that postttt
my (newish) mc liah jackson a.k.a. the queen herself is under the cut 🫶🫶
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from left to right is her on-stage style, lounge wear & street wear! pink is very much Her Colour
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darlington-v · 11 months
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i miss avatar forums and i miss deviantArt im tired of pretending like. esp with avatar forums.
like avatar forums are SO fucking cool, and avatar chatrooms??? thats sick! like i miss websites like gaia online, and there was an old one i used to use called syndrone online, which im ngl i preferred SO much more because... the economy wasn't fucked, and it was super super easy to earn currency for dressing your avatar, because all you did was post in the forums!
tinier.me was also sick, i think... i enjoyed the avatars themselves and the forums? the look of the website was cool, but i hate gacha pulls as the main resource for dressing your avatar? they can be cool as an additional event thing, but iirc, it was entirely gacha.
BUT LIKE!!! FORUMS ARE SO COOL, YOU CAN USE LIKE HTML AND SHIT TO SPICE UP YOUR POSTS!!! I HAD A DAILY JOURNAL AND I MADE CUTE LITTLE GRAPHICS AND I FUCKING *LOVED* GOING TO DA AND FINDING LIKE CUTE PIXEL BORDERS AND JUST BEING ABLE TO LINK BACK TO THE ART ITSELF IN THE POSTTTT!!!
LIKE.
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i miss avatar forums being popular. like theyre still around; gaia is still around. their user base is just usually very small? and if any have online chatrooms like this
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theyre often not really as full....
anyways this has been my tangent, if this sounds cool, you should look into avatar forums and just join a site and feel it out bc it can be really fun! ^-^
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nikos-oneshots · 2 years
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6 General Kel Headcanons
Been saving these up since like when i first started the blog, waiting for a time to use them when I got nothin to post soooo.
OMORI SPOILERS AHEAD
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After the Gang split up, Kel began indulging himself in things he knew his friends liked. It was almost everything he could remember from hobbies, movie/game tastes, and even specific phrases.
For Sunny, it was mainly stuffed animals and he now has a collection. For Mari, it was Piano but couldn't get a Piano so he tried Keyboard. For Aubrey, it was her movie taste, mainly horror movies. For Basil, it was Gardening but honestly, he just gave up on that one.
to keep Hero up after Mari's passing, he asked him to give him cooking lessons he learned a lot from his brother from it and found out he really likes it, but not enough to fully pursue it.
Kel wanted to try the violin, but he didn't think it would be for him, so he tried playing the Banjo. It didn't work so he sold it and got Mari some flowers for her grave.
He used to work at Fix-it and with every paycheck he got, he would buy Mari some flowers, usually 2 sets with one pair of Daffodils that had his name on it, and one pair of Roses that had Hero's name on it.
Listens to almost any type of music. You see his giant ass playlist he will have Hatsune Miku and Mason ramsey in the same playlist. You need music recommendations, he's the one that has them.
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hhhh i have nothing to postttt :p Heres Kel!! Update on requests is in previous post!!
Lots of Love -Niko 🥞
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GENGARRRRR!
Hey there! Welcome! OOC INTRO POSTTTT!
This is a roleplay blog based on the Pokemon Gengar. I'll be using he/him for this guy!
If you'd like to check it out, my main accoint is...ha! The mod uses either he/him or they/them.
This Gengar used to not really talk much. When he did back then, he usually talked very quietly, so I used tiny letters most of the time. He mainly just used movements to get across what he wants to say, so you would’ve had to be good at charades! Luckily, with the help of a few other Pokémon, he’s a lot more confident! (this part was edited from what it was before lol so it sounds weird. I didn’t wanna just. get rid of of it. so I recycled!)
*grabs you like a weird little gremlin* Send me asks I will answer them all unless they're rude I'll answer them ALL
This post is very mixed up and stuff but I’ll NEVER send an ask on anon. Ever. I’ve seen some impersonators recently of other blogs, so to prevent myself from getting dragged into pranks and things unwillingly, I’m gonna let everyone know that if it’s on anon, it’s not me! Another thing sort of related. Please don't send any troll asks to me, as they make me uncomfortable!
Speaking of anon. If an ask is anon, but it’s signed as a blog I know, I’ll most likely answer it. However, if that blog doesn’t usually send asks on anon, or the ask’s rude, I won’t, and I’ll message the blog it’s signed by to see if they were being impersonated or something.
TAGS (still working on them!)
#a door creaks behind you... - posts
#used mimic! - reblogs
#ooc - what it says on the tin! out of character moments
#slow down! universe crossing - ooc posts that are also sorta in character
#a chuckle is heard and then some more - roleplaying with other blogs!
#slip me a note under the doors - asks
POSSIBLE TRIGGERS THIS BLOG MAY HAVE
-all caps
-occasional swearing
-unreality. it's Pokemon, people.
If I forgot anything in the triggers, please let me know so anyone viewing can feel safe!
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temptmedaddy · 30 days
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lol make fun of me here’s a little postttt
happy birthday to me!! i’m 29 now. i have had better sex this past year!! & faced some of my demons in ways that have led to growth 💕 yayyy
some nights i literally joy-sob because the sex is so fucking good. other nights (like the 4th in a row without special attention from daddy, but who’s counting), just knowing that i’m extremely fuckable is enough ;)
hehe except i’m still posting on the internet for attention when i’m horny. because i’m not going to appear at the bar 45 min before closing. i love my friends in town and i love how i feel wearing this ~going on a walk~ outfit, so i am excited for some other day when i get to do it all again :)
but yeah i wish i was getting railed by one of three people right now... my partner isn’t in the mood lately and one of the other two isn’t in an open marriage so that wouldn’t happen. so,,, maybe i should go down to the bar after all ??? (nah) (i’m i’m bed)
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tellykinesis · 2 months
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vent postttt
we have a landlord inspection on saturday morning and im not happy and now i have to clean the scary corner (where all my bfs unpacked moving boxes are) (bc he wont unpack them even though ive asked him to and he's just resigned himself to not being able to) (so im going to have to do it tomorrow when the big plastic boxes arrive at like 10pm) (along with the hoovering tomorrow and also unpacking boxes in the bathroom and cleaning everything I can) (at least he'll probably be a dear and take the trash out and throw away the Illicit Joint-Butt Ramekin ™️)
i love how relaxed and relaxing my bf is most of the time, but its times like these where itd be easier if he werent so relaxed and actually had the same momentum as me idk
all in all. fuck landlords for inspecting and judging us based on their own perception of an "acceptable" house. but also im glad we're doing this bc we have had a mouldy mattress and fly infestation and mice infestation in the house for like... a month. so yeh fuck that too
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elliot444 · 8 months
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forgot i had this what shld i postttt
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ethanwoods · 2 years
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Little late night postttt
Clip of the last band at the Rockaway party we played on Sunday. Vv beautiful set, all sorts of vibes. Really zoning to the Farfisa during this song. Think the band was Charlie Garmendia’s project? Really nice to meet all those folks that night. Our Fun Facts set was really wild, we had lots of gear malfunctions but I think it only made us more feral which is a good place for me. Hope to play shows forever.
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Some recent sitings and the crew at Animal Collective last night (not pictures are Ethan A. and Adrienne). That show was one of my favorites ever. They continue to be an inspiration.
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Playing an MTV unplugged style set with Fun Facts sans Matt! Really excited to hang with Ethan A. and meet Unathi and the True Blossom crew. If you’re in NYC come by, I’d love to sing for you!
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Peace!
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ghoul--doodle · 3 years
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relighthatspark · 3 years
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