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Bones has a propensity for hypospraying annoying cadets who make bad puns
Propensity
by zoestylinson
"There surely is in human nature an inherent propensity to extract all the good out of all the evil."-Benjamin Haydon
In which Harry is a gang leader and Louis is a Uni Student
Words: 2825, Chapters: 2/2, Language: English
Fandoms: One Direction
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Harry Styles, Louis Tomlinson, Zayn Malik, Niall Horan, Liam Payne
Relationships: Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson
Additional Tags: larry - Freeform, larry stylinson - Freeform, Gay, LGBTQ, Gang, agnst, Agnsty, LGBT, mlm
via AO3 works tagged 'Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson' https://ift.tt/2SKoAXk
Rez Abbasi and Invocation - Propensity
Propensity is the first track from guitarist/composer Rez Abbasi's strikingly original album "Unfiltered Universe" out October 6 via Whirlwind Recordings.
The album features Abbasi's South Asian-inspired supergroup Invocation with saxophonist Rudresh Mahanthappa, pianist Vijay Iyer, bassist Johannes Weidenmueller, and drummer Dan Weiss, as well as guest cellist Elizabeth Mikhael.
It's the third album in a trilogy exploring different South Asian musics. Where Invocation's 2008 debut Things To Come highlighted the influences of North Indian Hindustani music with guest vocalist Kiran Ahluwalia, and their 2011 follow-up Suno Suno, the Qawwali music of Abbasi's native Pakistan, Unfiltered Universe takes as its point of departure the Carnatic music of South India.
Wealth
Searching for a better tomorrow Sitting on the treasure of yesterday Tears fall until nothing remains But a dry empty vessel of pain Count count count successes Until your heart no longer flexes Rest your eyes behind gold So you don't have to watch their fate