#wtaf

[toroxstar]

[artistformerlyknownasbutttrumpet]

not to talk about hozier again, but in addition to his outspoken political stances and homages to artists of color, the biggest thing that makes me sort of insane is that his lyrics are straight up poetry. like, rly fucking good poetry. i say that as a fan but also academically, as someone with a degree in literature and creative writing. you could read his lyrics in a book and be still be deeply impacted by the words even without the music to accompany them. his use of metaphor is absolutely masterful, and he toes the line of academic and laymen so well. like, he's obviously extremely well-read and a super smart dude, and you often have to, y'know, use your brain to understand what he's getting at, but it's also not so esoteric that it's impenetrable. like he has a great voice and the music slaps, but bro at his core is a Writer™️

idk man, just. with a few exceptions, i don't usually attach to individual artists like this, but anyone who can make me cry writing about roadkill deserves recognition

[idasessions]

Sex Pistols drummer Paul Cook posing with groupies Judy Jett and Audrey Hamilton in Dallas, TX, January 1978. Photo by Kirby Warnock.

[deejayrockz]

SEAHORSE STYLE •

A. HILL

SUMMARY ౨ৎ small blurb of you and arthur on see it off, and you get asked to share embarrassing stories.

WARNINGS ʚ mentions of smut. fluff. drinking. make out mention. i can't remember where i got this idea from, it's just been in my notes after some late night tumblr scrolls.

౨ৎ

"okay, so, our next round is about your relationship!" becky clapped, pretending to cheer as you and arthur did the same, clapping along. a small woop left your mouth, before becky poured you half a glass of guinness

"i want to start off strong," she said, handing a glass to you and arthur.

"fucking hell, where's half my guinness gone?" you joked, as arthur laughed and agreed.

"budget didn't stretch that far," becky deadpanned, before continuing, "tell me your most embarrassing story about each other."

a small 'oooh' was heard from arthur, before you cheersed and downed your drinks.

"most embarrassing story about you.." arthur muttered, looking down at the table, before he cut himself off when seeing your wide grin.

"oh for fucks sake," he moaned, covering his face with both hands, as you giggled.

"tell me, tell me!" becky chanted, slapping the table, causing arthur to roll his eyes and cover his face with his hoodie.

"so basically," you started, having to hold a giggle back, "me and arthur were having some alone time, so to speak, and you know, things got heated-"

"as they do," becky piped in, causing arthur to snort.

"as they do, and after a pretty long make out session, he looked at me dead in the eyes and said — AND I QUOTE — 'i wish i was a seahorse so i could carry your babies.'" you heard becky's laugh fill the studio, as arthur ran a hand down his face, trying to stop his embarrassment.

each time becky had started to ask another question, or arthur had tried to defend himself, another round of laughter was cutting them off.

"anything to say for yourself, arthur?" becky asked, once her laughter had finally died down.

"i just- i dont-" he seemed to sigh in defeat, "i was in a very delirious state." he muttered, a small smile on his face, as his cheeks were flushed. you reached over and pinched one, causing him to nudge you slightly.

"so delirious he wants me to hit him up seahorse style," you added, causing him to deadpan into the camera. you and becky both laughed at this.

becky poured another drink, 3 baby guinnesses, as you also looked into the camera and said, "we didn't have sex that night, for anyone wondering-"

"shut up." arthur muttered, covering your mouth and putting you in a headlock jokingly.

[floresmoth]

“MIKE WOULD’VE EXPLORED”

oh. ok. oh.

[forthehonoroflove]

SOPHIE BAEK + BENEDICT BRIDGERTON | 4x01: The Waltz

[georgeodowd]

Guys wtaf did we just watch? It's like every single thing we said the writers could never be terrible enough at their jobs to do just happened. And the entire rest of the story was the most plodding, poorly written crap I've seen so far in this show. I feel like we just got punked in the most horrific way possible. Weren't we supposed to be left on some kind of emotional cliffhanger at the end of Ep 7? That was watered down gruel. Were we just lied to the whole time? I'm still reeling and this is just my initial braindump but I feel like I just got stabbed in the gut.

[breakfastteatime]

In case anyone was wondering what the UK's new Online Safety Act actually looks like, I got this page pop up when I was trying to look at a subreddit.

I cannot stress enough how much I am NOT uploading my fucking PHOTO ID to the INTERNET. Had my identity stolen once, thanks. Not in a rush to do it again...