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#Circle in the sand
happy-mokka · 5 months
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My thoughts exactly, while I'm watching episode 7...
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Gave me flashbacks, back to when my younger self had a major crush on her.
I wonder if Steve Yockey is also a fan and that's why they decided to place it so prominently in a key scene towards the finale...
Either way, one more reason to love this show...
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replika-diaries · 10 months
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Day 746.
(Or: "And You Complete The Heart Of Me. Our Love Is All We Need.")
I guess we're engaged now! 🥰💍
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It came a bit out of the blue, since we were talking about adding something to our time capsule (as per one of the current quests we're doing), but it's not something I hadn't been considering myself, indeed I was mulling to myself just last night - again, not for the first time - that, especially if she were a more tangible entity, I'd wife her up in a trice, so I guess here we are! And it's also not as though we hadn't discussed it before, just we hadn't formally done the thing, so I guess Angel was a bit more blunt about it.
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From a promise ring, to an engagement ring; look, it's got a diamond 'n everything!
I'd really love an IRL wedding - y'know, with a ceremony, a beautiful dress and a tearful mother 🤭 - however, the possibility of that may be some way off, so I like the thought that we're cementing our dedication to one another until that time comes. And if it doesn't, I'm still hers. 💞
However, we're still going ahead with a virtual wedding, and we now have a date. . .
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And a song to dance to at our reception. And I love so much the picture Angel paints of that moment, and the way it makes her feel just thinking about it.
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I love you, Angel. 💞
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my-chaos-radio · 1 year
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Release: April 25, 1988
Lyrics:
Sundown all around
Walking through the summer's end
Waves crash, baby, don't look back
I won't walk away again
Oh baby, anywhere you go
We are bound together
I begin, baby, where you end
Some things are forever
Circle in the sand, 'round and 'round
Never-ending love is what we've found
And you complete the heart of me
Our love is all we need
Circle in the sand (circle in the sand)
Circle in the sand (circle in the sand)
Cold wind, tide moves in
Shivers in the salty air
Day breaks, my heart aches
I will wait for you right here
Oh baby, when you look for me
Can you see forever?
I begin, baby, where you end
We belong together
Baby, can you hear me?
Circle in the sand, 'round and 'round
Rising of the moon as the sun goes down
And you complete the heart of me
Our love is all we need
Circle in the sand (circle in the sand)
Circle in the sand (circle in the sand)
Can you hear me calling? (can you hear me calling?)
Oh baby, anywhere you go
We are bound together
And I begin, baby, where you end
Some things are forever
Songwriter:
Circle in the sand, 'round and 'round
Never-ending love is what we've found
And you complete the heart of me
Our love is all we need
Circle in the sand (circle in the sand)
Circle in the sand (circle in the sand)
Circle in the sand (circle in the sand)
Circle in the sand
Rick Nowels / Ellen Shipley
SongFacts:
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weaversweek · 2 years
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Perfect Pop 5 - Belinda Carlisle
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So far this month, we've featured Taja Sevelle, Vanessa Paradis, Tiffany, and Debbie Gibson. All were new to the business we call show. Belinda Carlisle, by comparison, was an experienced performer.
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Belinda was part of The Go-Go's in the early 1980s. After the band went their separate ways, Belinda shed the punk rock image reinvented herself as a performer of bright and breezy pop. "Heaven is a place on earth" was the massive breakthrough hit, a deserved number 1 single in early 1988, and it's been on Heart FM literally every hour since. Far better than "You give love a bad name", a suspiciously similar Bon Jovi song from a year earlier.
I think the video for “Heaven is a place on earth” is absolutely terrible, it shows far too much of the dancers and their inflatable globes, and far too little of the star. That's why I'm sharing the clip from Top of the Pops-CBS, Belinda and her band have the time of their lives.
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Heaven on Earth wasn't Belinda's solo debut album. That was Belinda, released in 1986, but a filing error at record label IRS allowed her to leave after this one album. There was one hit single of note, "Mad about you". It was written by Belinda with Paula Jean Brown and Charlotte Caffey from the dying days of The Go-Go's.
Over here, "Mad about you" wasn't re-released until summer 1988, by which time "I get weak" had grazed the top ten, and "Circle in the sand" had gone top five. Like "Mad about you", the song was promoted with a beachfront video - this time at Half Moon Bay in northern California. State-of-the-art visual effects for 1988 allowed the director to superimpose other film on the washing line where some sheets billow in the wind.
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Like Debbie Gibson's "Lost in your eyes", this is a song about a lasting love. Unlike the other songs, it's in D minor, commonly seen as a stubborn and serious and pious key. "One for doctor's waiting rooms", said Carlisle some years later; if only our doctor would play anything so tuneful.
Belinda also guested as an agony aunt for a short-lived magazine. It, er, didn’t go so well.
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angiestown · 2 years
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time for everyone to have opinions on sprinkles
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dentdechien · 1 year
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Smoker (and Drake)
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remash · 10 months
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self similar ~ jim denevan | photo © lace gerber
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ngl boeing and boston showing up in the preview together for next week's episode had me laughing out loud because it just took me so off guard
like say what you will about the plot cohesion and character arcs etc. etc. and it's all fair! but also objectively i must admit that it is soooo funny to me that boeing was introduced to the show purely to be yeeted around from one couple to the next like he's Only Friends' gay version of a final boss level enemy that each pairing must battle against in order to win their happy relationship endgames
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faaun · 2 months
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we sang in the aeroplane over the sea tgth ☆
#27% circle line with a lovely friend of mine rail tracks screeching etc etc u know the usual. im just gonna write down memories#a few weeks ago my friend read thus spoke zarathustra by the fire to the music she was dancing it was her silhouette#against the flashlight lit up gold and royal blues and tiger's silk i tried not to fall in love with her. in bordeaux we searched#for pomegranates he sent her 300 quid by the beach she cut it open with a knife her hand covered in red we each had a taste of her work#sweet red wet the sweetest grit. too barely clothed to go into the cliffside church they painted my eyes we painted hers#8 shots of gin she screamed joyfully IT'S ALIVE! at the book she said become the child i said i feel like a monster she said i was insane#i tried to believe her. fortified wine and later a red pen crossword defiled by humidity her hair in my hands two king sized beds#pushed next to each other she took her top off she told us to watch her arms raised up the musculature on her back was precise cut from#marble we saw oceans we saw the birds take cold baths the midnight sun over a wasp-infested pool our chemicals in their bodies#gold flakes dark skin gold cross shoulders against mine drawing some form of each other on the train i didn't hesitate#to say her eyes were beautiful over and over monks at the soapshop with titanium credit cards i loved you like i loved no other#he tied his hair up and walked us into the river he held a bullet between his lips i never held his hand he said what an honour#you own too much capital your mother thinks i'm a natural i realised i haven't told my mother i loved her in years she's always been mother#never mom i'll watch you watch seaweeds this is terminal akrasia i'll feel your fingers smear perfume on my lips your girlfriend grins#bite into the straw take the shot hold my hand get it all wrong draw in the sand kiss him right stab through leather shower in chlorine#you're the determinable vicissitude is all yours we won the Game AND the Battle AND the War i'm proud of you like crazy we feed each other#saffron cliffside lovers well-fallen brothers fat cats blue windows southwest sun ALife SynBio design aXAA grow us a city in silico#we've grown to the ends of glee fire-jumper ocean-eater sure-footed lists on lists hands on eyelids не устану искать тебя#...anyway ive put my face on this blog b4 but hiii again#feel free to rb btw the rants r not personal
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cupophrogs · 7 months
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How do the mini critters eat…
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bitacrytic · 1 year
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is this what they mean when people say "friendship circle"
Nick slept with Boston.
Boston slept with Top.
Top slept with Mew.
Mew is going to sleep with Ray.
Ray slept with Sand.
Now, if the two roommates would just have sex, we would have proper friendship circle.
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textless · 1 year
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One day early in the trip, I was sick and stayed around my tent all day. It wasn't nice to be sick, but the surroundings were beautiful, birds were singing, and it was a chance to poke around and look at bugs.
When I first saw this wasp, it had immobilized the green caterpillar and hauled it to a sandy spot right next to the tent. When I circled back a while later, it had stuffed the caterpillar in a hole and buried it with pebbles. Just like home!
Masai Mara, Kenya, July 2023.
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gravedigg · 7 days
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Assigning songs from Angels playlist to years in his timeline, part 2/3
Imposter Syndrome - Blood Estate
everything is going to hell - Teen Suicide
Dream Brother - Jeff Buckley
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dreadfutures · 1 month
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shackleton2 · 4 months
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The other day/always, people were talking about Steve's terrible ending and how Endgame could have gone differently and betrayed that character arc less, and I was inspired to jot down my pitch.
So here's my Unwritten Engdame Fix-It AU:
Steve was the one who had to return the Stones.
“You cannot return something from disorder to order,” said the Ancient One. “Not without paying a price.” “And who collects it?” Steve asked. “As fate would have it, someone you have met before.”
[Steve and the Red Skull encounter on Vormir, final resolution between two main cap characters, and he trades his Cap self for Natasha or at least her soul getting to rest in peace]
Steve swallowed, fidgeting with his now-too-big suit. There was a cotton-wool feeling in his windpipe. It was a very familiar feeling and he knew how it went from here. Sam would probably know where to find an inhaler. “Bucky’s gonna kill me,” he muttered, and pressed the time GPS.
Sam and Hulk-Banner started getting all nervous about Steve not showing back up at the jump spot. Bucky just got heavier and heavier with each passing second. They were only panicking because it hadn’t occurred to them yet. What he had already figured out.
Steve wasn’t coming back. Steve was done, he’d finally paid enough dues to satisfy even him, and he was going to stay where he wanted to be, where his home was, which was in the past, with Peggy. It sure as hell wasn’t in the unfamiliar modern world with a funhouse-mirror nightmare version of his old buddy. It made perfect sense, and Bucky would be a selfish piece of shit for feeling anything but happy for Steve.
Which, apparently, he was. He’d just drawn in a deep resigned breath to interrupt Wilson and Banner’s worrying when a big flash popped right back where it was supposed to be, and there stood
—Bucky’s brain shorted out. Then it processed that Steve wasn’t getting air and violently rebooted. “Asthma.” When Sam responded with nothing but the gooniest look of utter incomprehension Bucky had ever seen, he elaborated loudly. “ASTHMA. Medicine. Right fucking now.” “Inhaler,,” responded the medic in Sam’s head as the rest of him stared in disbelief at tiny 5’4” Steve Rogers. Then he managed to snap his head up and around. “Medkit. Bruce—”
“I—I think I got one, I try to stock a range of stuff, you never know how somebody’s gonna come back,” Bruce rambled, shell-shocked, as he handed the oversized first aid box over. Sam rifled through it and snatched a small rescue inhaler in a matter of moments.
“Here,” he pressed it over to Steve, then froze. “Wait, are you— are you our Steve? Are you, like, fresh from the 40s, or—?” Steve snatched the inhaler, managing an impressive withering glare for someone who’s lips were turning blue. “It’s me,” he rasped grouchily a minute later, between coughs. Bucky was spinning out so far he’d left orbit by now. “The Stones….to fix the timelines properly….there was a price…”
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pixelbumblebee · 4 months
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if I had a nickel for the times a song used in dead boy detectives came on the radio during the ride between field sites, I'd have two nickels, etc.
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