David Bowie - The Jean Genie (1972) David Bowie from: “Aladdin Sane” LP
Personnel: David Bowie: Lead Vocals / Guitar / Harmonica Mick Ronson: Lead Guitar / Piano / Backing Vocals Trevor Bolder: Bass Guitar Mick “Woody” Woodmansey: Drums

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David Bowie - The Jean Genie (1972) David Bowie from: “Aladdin Sane” LP
Personnel: David Bowie: Lead Vocals / Guitar / Harmonica Mick Ronson: Lead Guitar / Piano / Backing Vocals Trevor Bolder: Bass Guitar Mick “Woody” Woodmansey: Drums
“Why aren’t you afraid of me?” -Dorian
@sanguinary-shadows
“Why would I be afraid of you, Dorian?” Jeanie’s brow furrows as she looks up to him. “I know you wouldn’t do anything to me.”
Scared
“I’m scared” “You’re not scared, are you?” “Are you frightened?” “You can’t frighten me” “There’s nothing to be afraid of” “Are you scared of me?” “I don’t want you to be afraid of me” “You don’t need to be afraid of this” “Why are you so scared?” “I’m scared to death” “Doesn’t anything scare you?” “I’m not afraid” “I’m not trying to scare you” “Do I frighten you?” “Why aren’t you afraid of me?” “What’s your biggest fear?” “You gotta be afraid of something” “It’s designed to scare you” “There’s no need to be afraid” “I don’t want to scare you away” “Are you scared?” “I don’t scare easily” “There’s nothing wrong with being afraid” “You terrify me” “Don’t be scared”
“Oh, thank God! Don’t scare me like that!”
@sanguinary-shadows
“It’s not a big deal, Dorian.”
Although, their father would certainly see her cut lip as a problem. Honestly, it was a silly accident - she hadn’t been paying attention to where she was walking outside, and hit a pole.
“I have a gift for you, little sister.”
@sanguinary-shadows
“Oh?”
Jeanie looks up to her brother, a smile forming across her features.
“What is it?”
Helping My Injured Muse Sentence Starters
“Oh, God, you’re bleeding. You’re bleeding a lot.”
“Stop squirming, I’m trying to help.”
“Hang on, I got you.”
“Just lean on me, I’ll help you walk.”
“We should get that looked at.”
“Don’t tilt your head back, you’ll make your nosebleed worse!”
“Just sit up and breathe, ok?”
“Eh, you’ll be fine. I think. Maybe.”
“What ever you do, don’t go to sleep. Stay awake.”
“Oooooo. That looks painful.”
“Oh, thank God! Don’t scare me like that!”
“How the hell did you do this to yourself?”
“Hey, hey, stay with me, ok?”
“You stopped breathing.”
“Oh look, it’s alive.”
“Take deep breaths, you’ll be fine.”
“Arms shouldn’t move like that…”
“What happened to your leg?!”
“Yep, that’s broken alright. How’d you manage that?”
“Here’s some ice.”
“You’re welcome, by the way.”
“Do you need an ice pack for that shiner?”
“Yeesh, you look like shit.”
“Wait, you were mugged?!”
“Is that a stab/gunshot wound?”
“Ok, ew. I’m not cleaning that up.”
“Easy, easy! Just lay down, you hit your head.”
“You probably have a concussion, so I wouldn’t be moving arou d too much if I were you.”
“We thought you were dead!”
“On a scale of 1 to 10, how much does it hurt?”
“Can you walk on your own?”
“You’re getting blood on my clothes!”
“How many fingers am I holding up?”
"How have you been doing, my principessa?" (insxeme)
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“I’ve been well, Padre.”
She looks up from her book to her father, a smile spreading across her features.
“How are you?”
sanguinary-shadows:
“I’m fine. I don’t need anything.” Dorian waved his hand back and forth. “Thank you for offering.”
He looked tired, but he acted like he was completely fine. “How’s our dear father?”
“He’ll be much better knowing you’re back in town.” As he waves off her offer for a drink, she steps back out from behind the bar and instead takes a seat at the counter. “He’s busy, as he always is.”
diviinitas:
He may be a child, but he’s still a criminal, D’Ablo says simply, watching her work. Ideally he’d be facing justice already. But things happen, including being shot with the Lucis, and Tomas still not being found. This is a vampire bar. Why else would I be here? A bloodwine, please.
He said please, at the very least, though she’d prefer an ungrateful stranger to the polite asshole standing in front of her. Jeanie turns, retrieving a bottle from beneath the counter and pours a glass, no more no less than what Enrico determined the standard of a bloodwine serving.
Her silence speaks volumes as she simply returns to her work of tidying the bar after placing the glass in front of him.
sanguinary-shadows:
Dorian placed a gentle hand on Jeanie’s head. “Snowstorm.” He replied casually. “I had to come hone early.” He ruffles her hair playfully. “Did you miss me?”
“Of course I did.” She smiles up at him, reaching up to fix her mussed hair. “C’mon, lets get you a drink.” Jeanie breaks away to slide back behind the bar and reaches for a bottle of wine.
Yes. We can avenge them.
@sanguinary-shadows
“Papa said you wouldn’t be back for another week!” She slides out from behind the bar to greet her big brother with a warm embrace. “What brings you back so soon?”
diviinitas:
D’Ablo refrains from pointing out that he was the one walking around with a hole in his gut for a year, because the response to that is usually you shouldn’t have attacked him, which is missing the point completely.
Oh, him. A sigh. You feel sorry for him? He shouldn’t even exist. Not to sound like a wild preacher, but– he’s an abomination.
“I’d just like to think that a grown man, a man as old as you, would be above terrorizing children.” She huffs, turning back to the work at hand - cleaning dirtied glasses from other customers.
“What are you doing here?” Jeanie can’t help but doubt he’s here for one of her bloody mary’s.
diviinitas:
You’ll have to remind me, comes the bored reply as he takes a seat at the bar. As for his nerve– well, he’s never been banned. Chances are if he were he’d walk in anyway. What have I done this time? Was it the thief that I sentenced to the rack?
“How about the fourteen year old I hear you’ve been beating the hell out of?” She tosses her rag she’d been using to clean the counter into the discard bucket, before turning to face him with crossed arms and a stern expression. “Or do you spend so much time beating up kids that you don’t even remember doing it?”
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