#FUCK music is so tight

[gnashiingovteeth]

Tagged by @evening-bat to post my top 4 albums I’ve been bumping lately, they’re all over the place so pls bear with me 💀

I’ll give my fav track for each if anyone is curious 👀

Repent now, confess now - Lingua Ignota

The place where he inserted the blade - BC:NR

Friends that break your heart - James Blake

I long for rest - AngelMaker

Tagging @puresanityy , @spithate , @cerebralkitten , @dickslasher3000 , @ericasucks , @lobotomy-bliss @stinkiy if you guys want to share some cool tunes! (No pressure doe)

[fckedupnerd]

Mathew Baynton in the Dodges and Feints music video for DM Stith

Video here:

[vamplifying]

The Hives — Bogus Operandi

[downtherabbitholewithlucy]

Wes behind the scenes for the "Lie" Music Video

(x)

[askkwieon]

wip

wanted to put kerdor in a famcy fit and it... got outta hand

i do plan on doing this to All my trolls. so this will take a while

[fadedflora]

i have not listened to hamilton in like a week why is he STILL HERE

read the tags if you want to see me talk about musicals for a little TOO long

[crmsndragonwngss]

Silent wake as the day is burning

Slip back into my silhouette

I don’t know when the trains are running

Get me back home to hide away

[castletemprwine]

disloyal order rivals sugar in most screamable opening lyrics. to me

[rememberthelaughtermp3]

i need to be in a band soooo bad. ough

[musicrunsthroughmysoul]

Oh MANNNNNNNN I FORGOT HOW GOOD THIS VERSION IS, AHHHH! The fact that it's played slightly faster than the studio version makes it so much better, because "Don't Do Me Like That" phrase-wise and connotations-wise feels like it has such an urgency that you'd expect it to be said fast as it is, let alone played fast. Or maybe that's just me. But I think it works really well, mood-wise, anyway.

Also, Stan's drumming is SO GOOD ON THIS! 😍

[katrinawritesthings]

Taemin / Kibum; theater people are just like this; NC-17

Key’s jealous. He's jealous and that is fine. So yes, maybe every time he'd passed Taemin backstage over the weeks, he’d muttered under his breath. Wear it without the pants, coward.

He just never expected Taemin to actually hear him, to stop in his tracks and turn around and frown and say, "excuse me?"

"Wear it without the pants, coward."

That's what Key said yesterday. Muttered it under his breath as Taemin walked by, pleated black skirt fluttering with his stride. It's what Key has been saying every day since they started half dress rehearsals on this musical and Taemin has been fluttering around in that dainty little skirt with his bulky, baggy jeans on underneath.

It annoyed Key. The pants under the skirt. That Taemin would waste a perfectly good skirt like that, that he would waste his stellar legs like that, that he's choosing to just wear skin colored leggings in his actual full costume, that more than once he's gone on and on about his gender journey and being comfortable with his gender and in his femininity and androgyny and the clothes that he chooses to wear but he's still too much of a coward to let a little leg show.

Key is aware that that's a wrong and backwards way of thinking. That it's perfectly fine and valid for Taemin to be perfectly fine with his gender and the way he dresses and to not want to have so much skin out. He knows that. He just doesn't care, because he's too busy being bitter that he didn't get Taemin's part so he doesn't get to wear the skirt. It would look so much better on him, on his legs, with his confidence and his attitude. With his particular style of dancing, so much more bouncy than Taemin's powerful snaps between moves.

Key’s jealous. He's jealous and that is fine. So yes, maybe every time he'd passed Taemin backstage over the weeks, he’d muttered under his breath. Wear it without the pants, coward.

He just never expected Taemin to actually hear him, to stop in his tracks and turn around and frown and say, "excuse me?"

He never expected for them to have a bitter, petty little argument right there behind all of the ugly cardboard bush props, either. He definitely didn't expect to see Taemin at practice the next day, in the skirt, without the pants, bare legs long and much paler than the rest of him, throwing Key these looks every time they were on stage together. Weird looks, smirks, triumphant for some reason, challenging almost.

Looks that Key did not understand until about 3 minutes ago.

When Taemin grabbed him on the way to the dressing room after practice ended, dragged him back behind all of the ugly cardboard props, pressed him against the wall, and still with that infuriating little smirk, pushed their mouths together.

Key had had enough sloppy hate makeouts with other people, let alone Taemin, to understand what was up immediately, kissing back with more teeth than lips. Or, at least, he thought that he knew what was up. Until Taemin left his mouth, kissed along his cheek, smiled against his ear.

"On your knees," he'd murmured, and Key was so caught off guard by the order that he'd obeyed without even thinking about it.

Which is how he wound up here, in this moment, on his knees, hands on Taemin's thighs, looking up at his smug dickhead face, his own words echoing between his ears.

Wear it without the pants, coward.

Well, he definitely got his wish. Taemin isn't even wearing underwear. The skirt is short enough for Key to know that without a doubt from this angle. Thighs, stretch marks, baby hairs, and his cock, half hard, just starting to twitch up and push up the fabric of the skirt.

Was he wearing underwear during practice? He had to have been. There's no way that he wasn't. Someone would have fucking said something. So he took them off just for Key. Key can use that.

Eager as ever, Taemin's cock has precum pooling at the tip already, before he's even fully hard. Key can use that against him, too.

At the same time, the sight of that pearly bead of white has Key licking his lips and swallowing, which he's sure Taemin is going to use against him.

All of this runs through his mind within five seconds of him landing on his knees. And maybe he would have been able to take another five seconds to process all of it and come up with something to say, if Taemin's next choice didn't knock him the fuck out.

He picks his left foot up, rests his heavy black boot on Key's shoulder in a move that is infuriatingly much hotter than it is annoying, and says, "suck it."

And then, like he was predicting that Key would have a fucking lot to snap back at that command, adds, "coward."

Which immediately shoves everything but defiant compliance out of Key's mind. He's not a fucking coward. He's definitely not any more of a coward than Taemin is. If Taemin could get rid of the pants then he can suck a dick. He'll prove it. Fucker.

It's not until a minute later, head under the skirt, mouth full of cock, precum soaking into the back of his tongue, Taemin's hands messing up his hair, that Key realizes that he just fell for the bait hook, line, and sinker. He pushes up Taemin's skirt, tucking the end of the into the waistband, getting it out of his way so he can glare up at the gremlin. He doesn't really know what he was expecting to gain from that, but it's a whole lot of nothing. Except Taemin smiling down at him, cupping his cheek, and telling him, "you're so cute when you're grumpy."

Which Key decides to reply to by just biting his dick.

Not to injure him or anything. Just hurt him a little bit. Just a little chomp. Something he learned from Jonghyun. Taemin deserves it. Except–when Key does it, the noise Taemin makes isn't one of pain. It's a sharp hiss, and then a heavy, shuddering exhale, his fingers tightening against Key's head, his dick literally twitching inside of his mouth. Instantly, Key is off his dick, ready to roast him, but even faster, Taemin is shaking his head and pushing him back.

"Make fun of me about it later," he stammers. "And do it again."

"Oh, like I'm ever even going to come close to doing that again," Key mumbles into the side of his dick. Like he would ever do something that he knows Taemin loves that much. He's almost grumpy at himself for doing it the first time.

Miraculously, though, his denial gets him exactly the reaction he's always trying to get out of Taemin when they wind up like this. He starts whining, pouting, everything but begging. Which means that, with just the tiniest amount of effort–a little extra affection to the head, a harder than usual squeeze of the balls, a pinch to his thigh–Key has Taemin on the floor, desperate and begging into his little hands. Just the way that Key likes him.

From this point, it's always easy as pie to get Taemin to do whatever he wants. Key doesn't really know if he wants anything right now, though. He already got him out of the pants. Maybe he'll just give him a nut and then make him buy dinner somewhere.

Yeah, sure.

He plays with Taemin a little longer, just to mess with him, just until he's gripping wrinkles into the skirt and pulling on his own hair with a vocabulary that only consists of "Key" and "fuck" and "please." Just to remind Taemin that he can do this to him whenever he wants. Then he gets Taemin right to the edge, pulls off, and jerks him off the rest of the way, biting and sucking a bruise into his thigh for fun.

Like every time he nuts when he's all needy, Taemin sucks in so much air without letting any of it out that Key always feels like he's going to pop. Then he deflates all at once, hips sinking to the ground, dick twitching and softening quickly in Key's hand. Key lets go and wipes his hand on Taemin's leg.

There's not much to wipe off besides spit; he's done this enough times to where he was able to expertly aim everything to land on Taemin instead of himself. On the skirt, actually, Key notices. Glooppy, translucent lines and splotches of white splattered all over the black pleats. It's pretty both in the way it looks and in the absolutely smug smile that Key feels pushing up his own cheeks.

Taemin isn't getting up anytime soon, and Key's knees kind of hurt, so he sits up with his back to the wall, yawning into his hand, smacking his lips and swallowing down the taste of precum still on his tongue. Taemin's legs are sprawled out over the floor, pale in the darkness, hairs darker on his lower legs before they fade out into baby hairs up top. He hasn't even fixed the skirt yet, so Key can still see his soft dick flopped onto his thigh next to the half-assed hickey. He was right; Taemin's legs do look stellar.

A question comes to him.

"So," he starts, stretching his leg out to kick Taemin's boot and get his attention. "If you wore it without the pants, but I sucked your dick, which one of us won this time?"

Taemin has been taking deep, steadying breaths with his hands over his face, and in the middle of his current breath, it turns into a grumpy little groan.

"I hate to say it, but,” he says into his hands. He moves his hands and pushes his fingers through his hair instead, then laces them behind his head and pushes it up so he can frown at Key. "My original plan was to fuck you in the skirt. But I fucked that up. And you didn't even swallow so now I have to figure out how to fucking–" he grabs the end of the skirt and holds it out, scowling at it. "Sneak this out to get it cleaned. This isn't mine, you know, it's the theater’s, fucker, and–"

He keeps going, but Key isn't listening. He's too busy laughing.

[best-fnaf-song-competition]

HEY THE NEW NIGHTCOVE SONG IS SO GOOD

PLEASE GO LISTEN TO IT IF YOU HAVENT ALREADY

(Also go listen to part 1 if you haven't already! It's just as good!)

[lesbianraskolnikov]

things will get more normal then i will come back down to earth and go ohhhh (more)

[sockeyesoren]

concert tickets expensive :((

[fantabulisticity]

I SEE KESHA IN LESS THAN 48 HOURS !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[volchitsa-of-winterfell]

!!! tagged by @lewisainz and i’m so honored and delighted to be included as a Known Oscar Fan already :’D

shuffle your “on repeat” playlist and list the first ten songs:

“Hold On Tight” — aespa

“The Story of Us” — Taylor Swift

“Stay Away” — Carly Rae Jepsen

“Felt This Way” — Carly Rae Jepsen

“Hello” — Martin Solveig feat. Dragonette

“Free Yourself” — Jessie Ware

“After LIKE” — IVE

“Thirsty” — aespa

“Die 4 Me” — Halsey

“Padam Padam” — Kylie Minogue

gonna keep this one going with other new f1blr buddies and tag @orchestratedemotion, @nosmokewithoutpancakes, and @thetightwhiteshirt!