#anyway it ends around 23:46 or so

[winnysatang-updates]

No One Else Like Me [Winnysatang - MSP Tokyo - 2nd Show]

#ughh finally found it??? i guess but sadly youtube won't let me put an end time #anyway it ends around 23:46 or so #or you can click on source and it'll clip just noelm #noelm #winnysatang #msp tokyo fm #satang kittiphop #winny thanawin #Youtube

[roosterm3attrash]

101 ways to kill Barney Calhoun

I ended up making this list by going through multiple servers and people so here cuz I found it in my phone notes

Anyway the brilliant minds of the half-life fandom

1.) Waited pressure plate with tnt under it

2.) im going to leave mines under his mattress

3.) i’m setting a rake on his floor so he steps on it and whacks his face

4.) I'm giving him a bomb disguised as a cigar

5.) barney death 3: he ate what elvis presley ate….

6.) I would kill Barney Calhoun by slapping him so hard on the ass that it gives him cardiac arrest

7.) I drop him onto a pit of venomous snakes

8.) Im going to give Barney a beer but instead of beer it will be filled with deadly neurotoxin

9.) “now gordon, ive been keepin an eye out on this combine hideout for a while. they seem to walk in a certain pattern when crossing over to the entrance, which makes me think theyve buried mines all over the place. now, ive memorized the pattern, so im just gonna sneak on over, and you follow my lead, alright? dont worry, i know exactly where all the mines are.” and then he explodes

10.) that one episode of sponge bob where he eats the exploding pie and explodes

11.) set up tripwire then he falls into a tiger pit

12.) I type kill npc_barney into console

13.) slap the boobies off his chest so hard them fly around the world and hit the side of his head like water balloons

14.) i could marry him and slowly feed him mercury over a span for 3 years until he dies of mercury poisoning

15.) He tries to become a wwe wrestler but gets killed in a freak accident mid match

16.) I would kill him by making him a pizza but it’s covered in big chunks of lead but it’s hidden in the sauce and it’s a Chicago style pizza

17.) bring him to a highway and kiss him so hard he gets knocked onto the road and gets ran over

18.) Peeling him apart by the dna strand and eating it like spaghetti

19.) barney gets trampled by a stampede of horses

20.) giving him under the counter off brand viagra

21.) put him in a washing machine and turn it on

22.) shark attack

23.) pit of sharks

24.) barney gets criticized so badly he dies

25.) barney sits in an uncomfortable chair for too long

26.) He gets his arm caught in a bear trap w a beer used as a lure

27.) HE BECOMES THE CAT THAT TRAUMATIZED HIM. HE….YKNOW…..

28.) he gets stuck in a swimming pool like hes in the sims and dies from getting exhausted and drowning

29.) barney roasting marshmallows but his stick ignites into flames and he burns to death

30.) ATTACH SO MANY BALLOONS TO BARNEY HE FLOATS AWAY INTO THE SKY NEVER TO BE SEEN AGAIN

31.) barney gets rejected by gordon and he gets so sad his body shuts down

32.) I kiss him so tenderly on the lips that he melts into a puddle and dies

33.) i throw him in to a volcano so that he melt into a puddle and dies

34.) "I’ll turn him into a flea, a harmless, little flea, and then I’ll put that flea in a box, and then I’ll put that box inside of another box, and then I’ll mail that box to myself, and when it arrives…I’ll smash it with a hammer!"

35.) stick a bottle of beer into his throat, the whole bottle

36.) give Barney Calhoun a beer can full of poison

37.) hang a piano over the toilet and wait

38.) i think barney should have his spine ripped out through his mouth

39.) he goes to a bar and tries flirting with the bartender and the bartender takes out a shotgun and kills him on the spot

40.) punch him so hard in the penis that he shatters like a brittle glass

41.) bite him in half

42.) I'm grinding him in a giant shredder

43.) bro took a bath in hot mac 'n cheese

44.) i put him ina giant caldron full of water and i begin boiling him down to gelatin and broth

45.) barney accompanies the crew to the borealis and he steps over thin ice and gets dunked into the below zero water and freezes to death

46.) barney calhoun gets carried away by a tornado

47.) took barney on a vacation to Hawai’i and pushed him into a volcano

48.) He dies and he's never mentioned again and nobody cares

49.) died of tummy ache

50.) Stepped on by a strider

51.) shrinked until he disappeared completely

52.) blasted into the sun

53.) Stab him with 300 pencils made with real lead

54.) slip and falls and dies

55.) put him into a Minecraft furnace

56.) Barney ignores the wet floor sign and slips and cracks his head

57.) while swimming in the swimming pool he swims to fast and smashes his face against the pool's wall

58.) he gets a concussion and drowns

59.) i want to put him through a lunchmeat slicer

60.) He falls off a dumb huge cliff

61.) he lives his life to the fullest and at his deathbed at age 93, June 29th, 6:12 am he passes away

62.) he eats a burgie with too much grease and gets a heart attack

63.) testicular cancer

64.) He should get sucked into a fan while trying to fix it at Black Mesa and literally no one comes looking for him

65.) The Pita Bread Room

66.) slipped on a Banana peel

67.) ran over by a crap ton of shopping carts rolling down the hill

68.) barney overheats in a fursuit

69.) he has sex so bad that he dies

70.) Barney dies because i fucking kill him with a shovel 🖕

71.) barney eats the gas station sushi

72.) barney faints via twirling around and holding his hand in front of his forehead, and then slowly lying down with a flower in his hands to indicate death

73.) When they turn off the suppression fields he just blows up

74.) barney gets crushed by a giant boulder thats all i got son

75.) barney goes to the beach that makes you old

76.) His head spontaneously combusts and pops like corn

77.) erectile dysfunction

78.) we should also have him get carbon monoxide poisoning

79.) barney gets gaussian blurred into nothingness

80.) he eats 20 year old expired mcdonalds burger and contracts the worst case of food poisoning youve ever seen

81.) Have we done tying him to a train track like a damsel

82.) he dies in a glue trap

83.) barney develops lactose intolerance over the years of combine occupation and he drink milk and then dies from shitting hinself to death

84.) he should chocke on his favourite food

85.) barney gets lead poisoning from a 1990s garfield glass mug

86.) he chokes on plastic

87.) barney gets thrown throw a glass window from a 15 story building

88.) gordon gives barney a wedgie so bad that he splits in half and dies

89.) gordon and barney divorce and barney dies from heartbreak

90.) alyx and gordon have enough of barney’s snoring so they smother him in his sleep with a pillow

91.) he trips while walking with gordon and impales himself on gordons crowbar face

92.) if he were the size of an ant he'd be ok instead he blows up like a watermelon and his remains are fed to lamarr by a very delighted kleiner. he fucking hated barney

93.) dog roughhouses with barney and accidentally obliterates his spinal cord

94.) barney gets poisoned to death by his own chumtoad

95.) coats him in eggs and flour and fries him

96.) snatched by a hawk and eten alive

97.) barney gets to participate in a danganronpa killing game and gets executed

98.) barney opens the love-letter-for-you.txt.vbs file and it kills him

99.) elaborate rube goldberg machine to drop an anvil on barney

100.) barney dies in an Iron Maiden

101.) we should put barney under those old timey stone tablets meant to squish and torture people and make them talk

#half life #barney calhoun #half life 2 #hl

[dcangel]

MY SMUTTY WRITING PROMPTS

I have a shit tone of smut prompts, so feel free to request any numbers for any of following characters: stiles Stilinski, Thomas (TMR), Dave Hodgman, Joel Dawson, Void Stiles, Stuart Twombly, Mitch Rapp, Simon Tarnum, Colin. I literally got pretty much done with this and was abt to post it bc I made the collage at the end and everything AND I FUCKING FORGOT ABOUT COLIN

As you can tell it’s all Dylan’s characters, and these are going to be the main people I write for. I don’t want to write about dylan himself as of right now bc I feel like it’s like sjrkrfk but yeah.

Anyways… there turned out to be 77 total prompts FOR THE SMUT ONES ALONE which is.. yeah

But I do have more than just smut prompts, I have some normal ones and I’ll make another post abt those.

RULES!! Idgaf how old you are as long as your 16+, I only write for fem!readers, and idk what else to add but like the basic rules yk? You can request more than just the prompts such as like sub!reader or sub!character (same for dom), or like maybe a specific kink if I feel comfortable writing for it like a nickname or just something else. You also don’t have to choose from one of these, you could just give me a request, and it also doesn’t even have to be smut. I’m always happy to hear your ideas and randomly thoughts<33

Anywayss…

SMUT PROMPTS—

1. “I want to hear you beg.”

2."Arch your back for me.”

3."You look better with my hands around your neck."

4."Swallow it. All of it."

5."God, you feel so fucking good."

6."Suck on it"

7."You're so fucking hot."

8."Open your legs for me, baby. I wanna see you."

9. “Don’t hold back.”

10. "Ah, fuck.”

11. "That noise...keep making it."

12. "Wrap your legs around my waist."

13. "Let's make this quick."

14. "Don't close your eyes, angel. Look at me"

15. "You're mine."

16. "Such a good little (slut/good boy, good girl), aren't you?"

17. "faster-ah shit-harder”

19. “I wanna go again."

20."I want you. I need you."

21.“Huh...uh...keep going."

22."Wait-uh-do...do that again."

23."Mark me. Mark me so everyone knows who I belong to."

24."Don't be gentle with me-I like it when you're rough."

25."One more time! Please!"

26. "Fuck-uh! I love it when you touch me like that."

26."kiss me again, but- mphh"

27. "lay down, love and let me do you how you deserve it."

28. “You can suck better than that, angel… don’t piss me off, alright?”

29. “Don’t muffle yourself. Let them hear your whiny voice, baby. Everyone should know how good I’m fucking you.”

30. "We'll take it slow."

31. "I've never done this before..” "Well, neither have I."

32."I'll take care of you."

33. "Tell me what you like."

34. "Tell me if it feels good."

35. "We can stop anytime."

36. "Do you trust me?"

37. "I've been wondering what it feels like…”

38. "I think l'm ready (for this/to have sex/...)."

39. "Please be gentle…”

40. "This is going a bit too fast…”

41. “I can’t believe you’re this innocent.”

42. "Makes me want to wreck you."

43. "You've never even touched yourself?"

44. "Show me how you do it when you touch yourself.”

45. "What do you like?" - "I don't know." - "Then how about we find out together?"

46. "It's my first time…”

47. “I can't wait to ruin your innocence"

48. "Are you sure you're ready for this?"

49. "It's not a big deal. Let's just get it over with?

50. "I want you to be my first."

51. "I want you to teach me."

52. "Teach me how to make you feel good.”

53. "I wanna touch you too."

54. "Show me how to touch you."

55. "Am I going too fast?"

56. "You're doing so good for me.”

57. "Do that again."

58. "I never thought you could make such sweet noises." - "Me neither. "

59. "It's not scary at all. Let me show you.”

60."I'm worried I won't be good enough."

61. "Is it going to hurt?"

62. "I won't hurt you."

63. "I'm really embarrassed about this...”

64. "No need to worry."

65. "I got you."

66. “Kiss me?”

67. "Will you be my first?"

68. "Will you let me be your first?"

69. "I have no idea how to go about this "

70. "(If you like it), we can go all night."

71. "So (hard/wet) already…?”

72. "Are you sure this is your first time?"

73. "What do you want me to do?"

74. "Is this okay?"

75. "Does it feel good?”

76. "Tell me what to do."

77. "I'll guide you."

#stiles smut #stiles stilinski #stiles stilinski smut #void stiles #void stiles smut #thomas tmr #thomastmrsmut #dave hodgman #davehodgmansmut #mitch rapp #mitch rapp smut #joel dawson #joeldawsonsmut #stuart twombly #stuart twombly smut #simontarnum #simontarnumsmut #teen wolf #teen wolf smut #the maze runner #the maze runner smut #tmr #tmr smut #the scorch trials #thescorchtrialssmut #the death cure #thedeathcuresmut #americanassassin

[bratshaws]

goodness gracious 102. brb x oc -finale-

THIS FIC IS 18+ ONLY! MINORS PLS DNI!

a/n: and....it happened my sweets. WE REACHED THE END OF goodness gracious. But as you well know, this isn't the end of Bea and Rooster. I just want to thank you ALL for giving my fic a chance, thank you, thank you so much. I feel so welcome in this fandom that even my self doubt and paranoia feels stupid sometimes haha. Anyway, enjoy the smut! And be prepared for the sequel's first chapter tomorrow, I'll link it to GG's first chapter too so everyone can UHHH get used to it??!! (also yes i did cry writing this chapter WOW)

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pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: SMUT, SMUT SMUTTTT, mirror sex, why is rooster so kinky we may never know

chapters:

1/2/3/4/5/6/7/8/9/10/11/12/13/14/15/16/17/18/19/20/21/22/23/24/25/26/27/28/29/30/31/32/33/34/35/36/37/38/39/40/41/42/43/44

45/46/47/48/49/50/51/52/53/54/55/56/57/58/59/60/61/62/63/64

65/66/67/68/69/70/71/72/73/74/75/76/77/78/79/80/81/82/83/84

85/86/87/88/89/90/91/92/93/94/95/96/97/98/99/100/101

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“My feet are killing me.” Beatrice says once they open the door,her fingers hooked on the back of the heels, Jolene dragging her paws behind them as she was having a hard time keeping herself awake. In fact she just shook the flower collar out of her neck before hopping on the couch and immediately falling asleep, ignoring the couple still at the door.

Beatrice smiles sweetly, turning to her now husband who was just giving her a little smile, “Well,” he looks at the threshold, “It’s tradition, isn’t it? And since your feet hurt…,” she squeaks in surprise, immediately hugging his neck when he picks her bridal style - literally - laughing as he walks them inside, gently shutting the door when he hears Jolene’s loud snoring from the couch.

She giggles as he puts her down, “Thank you,” she whispers, kissing his lips as he locks the door, “Whew, what a night.” she laughs, pulling the half bun loose to the rest of her hair falls down her back, removing the tiny flowers pinned on the strands as well. Rooster follows his wife up the stairs, loosening his tie and unbuttoning his vest as he reaches the bedroom door. He leans his shoulder against the doorframe, watching Beatrice make her way into the room, gently putting the high heels aside as she rubbed her neck.

She felt his eyes on her, turning around and smiling, “Hi,” he smiles wider in response, “How are you feeling?”

“You know when you are a kid,” he begins, “And you have an amazing birthday party, you know you are tired but you don’t feel tired?” she nods while half laughing, “I know I should be exhausted, but…I’m not that much.” he also couldn’t stop looking at her, “You look so beautiful.”

Beatrice’s cheeks turn red when he says so, her smile widening, “You look very handsome yourself,” she whispers back, “Like a real prince.”

Rooster laughs breathily, dropping his head forward before entering the room, closing the door behind him, “You know,” he begins, his eyes dropping to her thigh where he knew the garter was, ‘We never got to remove your garter.” Beatrice’s cheeks got darker, but her lower lip curled into her mouth, “We should do something about it since,” he looks at his watch, “Technically it is our honeymoon, we just aren’t in Italy yet.”

“It is a fourteen hours flight, Roos.” she whispers, but she’s leaning back a bit on the bed, one of her legs straight in front of her body, “And we’ll have to get to the airport at six, so…”

But honestly neither of them seemed too worried about it, they could always sleep at the airport or at the plane or wherever, and considering how they were looking at each other it was obvious they were thinking the same thing. Rooster smirks, locking the door without taking his eyes from hers as he approaches the bed, shrugging off his suit jacket, “I promise it’ll be an activity that will make both of us so tired we’ll reach Palermo rejuvenated.”

Beatrice chews her lower lip even more, following his tall broad frame get closer and closer, eyelids low as he kneels in front of her, she could feel his fingertips tapping the outer side of her calves, making their way over to her thighs so he could figure out where exactly the garter was. “...y-you make a very good point.” 

“I knew you’d agree,Mrs.Bradshaw.” his smirk only widens and with the only light source coming from the moonlight that peeked through the curtains, it made this whole experience almost ethereal, Rooster didn’t look real - like often - but adding that now he was her husband made the whole ordeal appear unreal. Beatrice continues chewing her lower lip, his fingers trailing all the way up her thighs, pulling the tulle along so he could see it better.

Once her knee is visible, he drops a kiss there, then proceeds to make a trail of wet kisses up until he reaches the garter, his eyes immediately meeting hers as soon as his teeth bite the elastic lace, her leg lifting just enough so he could pull it out without it getting stuck. She eased out a soft sigh, her cheeks burning so brightly she looked like a ripe tomato but she couldn’t move her eyes from him even if she tried. 

He looks down at the garter in his hand as soon as he pulls it off, analyzing the intricate patterns and delicate lace that made it, before he sets it aside, “I might keep it as a bookmarker.” he jokes, “So I don’t forget this night.”

“Oh, you t-think it’ll be forgetful, Roos?”

He laughs while shaking his head, “No,I think it’ll be fucking amazing,” he pushes himself to his feet, “Stand up for me, gorgeous?” she does once he steps back enough, already knowing what he planned and giving her back to him. Beatrice feels him brushing her hair to the side so he can see the zipper that kept the dress together. Memories of last year’s Halloween when he stood behind her - the very day they declared their love for each other - comes to mind and she couldn’t deny how fitting it was to think of it again, hours after their wedding ceremony.

The dress was much easier to remove than the bodysuit, she held back a surprised gasp when she felt his mustache tickling the side of her neck, with his hands sliding down her arms so the sleeves would drop faster. Beatrice’s eyes fluttered closed, her blush going down her neck to her chest, feeling goosebumps following his wandering hands. 

Her chest got colder, then she felt the fabric pool at her feet, followed by the sound of her husband’s clothes rustling, she blinks her eyes open and turns around to see he’s removing his vest - his eyes are deep black because of his pupils- and Beatrice holds his hands, “Wait,” she whispers, chewing her lower lip the very second Rooster ceased his movements, “Can I?”

Usually that was his line, because he worried about her comfort, he worried about her thoughts getting too overwhelming and he just wanted her to be okay with him. The fact that Beatrice voiced those words sent chills all over her body, “Yeah.” he breathes out, watching her gently pick the dress up and set on the futon by the end of the bed as folded as she could make it. 

Her undergarments were simple, yet perfect for her, with the lace and the light pink color, making the image of a fairy be even more ingrained in his brain. She returns, standing int front of him and leaning up so their lips would meet.

They’ve been kissing a lot that night, no more than usual if he was honest, but something about this kiss was different. They were husband and wife now, there’s a whole new weight that was lifted from their shoulders, the cold of her rings touching his cheek when she cups his face, keeping him there with her. It was a thank you inside a kiss, a thank you for everything from now and beyond and a promise that she’d never leave him.

It’s strange how they both can feel the same emotions just by kissing, some people say that when you find the one, your soulmate, you don’t need words. You just know it. Her smaller hands drop from his face to his shoulders, feeling his defined arms through the fabric, before she drags them forward to the middle where she starts to unbutton his shirt. They never stop kissing when she does so, in fact the kissing gets more intense than before. He pushes them forward so her back is touching the wall.

She gasps into his mouth, pushing the shirt open so he can shrug it off alongside the maroon colored tie, not caring about it as much as she was with her dress, preferring to keep his hands on her body. But Beatrice wasn’t too far behind, her smaller hands dropped from his broad shoulders to his defined chest and six pack, following the dark happy trail until she reached the edge of his dark pants.

Rooster groans into her mouth when she presses her palm against the bulge in his pants, moving his hips forward to grind against her hand. Beatrice’s lips formed a smile against his lips, hooking her thumb on the seam of his pants until she found the little button that kept it closed. Her husband just moaned again, trying to get some friction out of that but Beatrice just unbuttoned his hands and let it fall to the ground.

He kicked them aside much like the rest of his clothes, now both were only wearing their undergarments and they finally broke up for air, chest heaving and mouths flushed red. His eyes move from her face to her scarlet blush covered chest, before he picks her up by her thighs and takes them to the bed, where he hovers on top of her, his massive frame almost shielding her from the moonlight coming through, “Fuck you are so beautiful.” he whispers, following the lace on her bra and panties, focusing on the dark damp spot already forming on her panties’ crotch just from their kissing, “You get so wet for me.”

Beatrice hitches a breath, “Always.” and he had to try to control himself at how she curved her spine and stretched her arms upwards on the bed, the pose making her curves even more pronounced and making her look like an actual pinup in a WWII poster. He licks his lips, dropping his mouth back on hers, then slowly makes his way down to her neck, kissing right under her jaw exactly where he knows it’s her weak spot.

Her soft gasp in response already adds to the sexual tension, but he wants to take it slow, it’s their very first night as a married couple, he wanted it to be special just like their actual first time was. Plus, his wife looked beautiful, he wanted to admire her a little bit more. 

His soft lips travel down her neck to her collarbones, then to her cleavage where he presses a kiss right in between her breasts, his hands coming up her waist until they reach her back, quickly finding the clasp and opening it one handed. He only pulls back to help her get rid of the lacy top and leave her upper body bare. No matter how many times he had seen her naked, he always had to admit Beatrice had “The most beautiful breasts I’ve ever seen.”

She laughs sweetly, dropping her arms by the sides of her head as she watches how his gaze stood still on her newly uncovered breasts, his dark briefs looking even more tented than before, “You always compliment them.”

“Listen, don’t get me wrong,” he laughs, “Nothing against the women who want to add some more but the fact that this is completely natural is…great.” her breasts bounce in reply when she laughs again, “I mean, fuck Bea.” he growls, “Everything in you is fucking beautiful.”

There were times earlier in their relationship where she couldn’t really take the compliment without feeling tears sting her eyes, but now…now she was in a completely different mindset, she didn’t doubt him anymore. She just misled serenely in response, her brown hair partially hiding her eyes as she looked up at him, “You look like a pinup, seriously,” he suddenly confesses.

Beatrice takes in his words, “Maybe that’s an idea for a future photoshoot.” she coos and Rooster’s eyes snap up to her own, hunger written in the brown irises “So you can have something to put on the F-18 when you are gone.”

“Fuck,babe.” he breathes out in amazement, kissing the outerside of her breast, “Don’t fuckin’ tease me like that.” but Beatrice laughed a bit more, just in time for his mouth to fall on her nipple and the hand not holding himself upwards travels down to her panties, tugging at the elastic enough so he could slide his hand inside. Beatrice’s quiet moans were music to his ears, a whole concert if he was being honest.

She was so vocal for someone so shy and nervous, it really meant that she felt comfortable with him to let loose and that was honestly the best part of all this: she trusted him wholeheartedly. It took a while for her to break those scared walls that surrounded her but now that she did there wasn’t anything else holding her back. Her moaning got louder when his teeth gently nip her nipple, just a gentle bite but enough to make the brunette arch her back in response.

Two fingers moved back and forth inside her panties, against her outer lips and clit, not entering yet , just rubbing her soft center and feeling the fluids sticking to his digits even more. Beatrice gasps out his name when he moves to the opposite breast, licking along the way until he reached its twin just in time to press his palm heel against her clit a bit harder, earning a sharper moan from his wife.

Beatrice’s flushed chest turned darker, the tiny freckles he noticed after so long together almost disappearing under the dark pink blush only made her even more endearing. He wanted her to have a wonderful night, he knew she desired it just as much as the way her nails clung on his shoulders and how her head was tilted back.

He pulls back from her breast, something that earns a soft gasp of surprise from Beatrice, only to press his lips to hear ear just in time to insert his index and middle finger into her. He could see her goosebumps and could hear her soft moan when he finally did so smirking against her soft skin, “You are so fuckin’ beautiful, Bea.” he coos, moving his fingers slowly at first, straddling one of her thighs in the process, “So fuckin’ beautiful.”

“B-Brad…”

“All flushed up and so wet for me.” he whispers on her skin, feeling her thighs wrap around his arm as he moves his fingers, she turns her head towards him so their eyes meet. “Fuck I love you so much.”

“I love y-you too…” she whispers, moving her hips to meet his hand, whining quietly whenever he hit that special spot inside of her. “Roos…” but he’s not speeding up, in fact, he is pulling out, “W-What–”

“It’s our first night as a married couple babe,” he whispers a bit out of breath himself, “It’s going to be fuckin’ special, gorgeous.” he once again looks down at her body, pulling the panties down her legs and letting them flop to the floor before he moves to his own dark briefs, rolling them down his thick thighs until nothing else has him covered.

Beatrice bites her lower lip, he was all sharp lines and firm muscles, she couldn’t help but always admire him, “What do you have in mind?” she wasn’t even mad he stopped, too curious to know what he was planning. Her husband smirked, the corner of his lip lifted as he grabbed her by the hips,pulling her closer to the edge of the bed until he could grab both of her ass cheeks.

She knew he was strong, he had proven that time and time again, but it always surprised her when he picked her up. She squeaks out a laugh, holding on his neck out of habit even though she knew he wouldn’t let her fall, “Funny you asked.” he says quietly, flipping them around so he’s the one lying on the bed instead, “Because at the wedding you, besides looking like a fucking fairy princess,.” Beatrice bites her lip with a smile “You looked fucking sexy and it made me wonder if we could have a quickie before the reception.”

She gasped with her eyes wide,”Bradley Nicholas, you didn’t.” he nods without any shame on his face, rubbing her legs from hip to knee, “And is that your plan now?”

“I don’t plan on being quick.” 

“Of course not.” she smiles, chewing her lower lip again before she speaks, “...Roos, you do know I stopped the birth control shots,right?”

His hands still on the curve of her hip, his eyes meeting hers immediately and his smile slowly faltering. He completely forgot she stopped the birth control shots - they weren’t able to do much since they were so busy with the wedding.  And for a second, for a brief yet intense second, the idea that now they could have a child whenever they made love did something to him.

He wasn’t a guy who was turned on by the idea of popping children left and right, but he did enjoy the image of Beatrice carrying a baby - their baby. Just the very thought was already making the hairs on his arms stand on end and he had no idea how to react to that. He couldn’t explain, maybe it was how raw that thought was, it was something they talked about before obviously but now knowing that they were going to actually be able to do it was messing with him. “...fuck.”

“Roos?”

“I forgot,” he inhales deeply, “I forgot you stopped.”

“Well, you suggested it–”

“No,no I know baby.” he didn’t want her to think he was backing out suddenly, “But…shit…I don’t know, it’s kinda hot, you know?” he laughs almost out of breath, the hands on her hips digging just enough, “Fuck it is more than kinda hot, it’s really hot.”

Beatrice looks down at her husband in surprise, “Rooster…is that a kink I’m suddenly discovering?”

“Fuck,I have no idea.” he confesses, looking so intensely into Beatrice’s eyes that the brunette’s head recoil back in surprise, “But I kinda wanna find out.” he,however, seemed to be reconsidering their location, looking around before his eyes stop at the bathroom, more specifically the bathroom’s mirror. He wastes no time in picking her up and standing, rushing to take the two of them to the bathroom, turning her around so she sees her reflection in the mirror. 

Beatrice couldn’t even figure out at first where they were until she saw her reflection, and his in the mirror. She panicked for a minute, almost ready to run away when the light on the mirror’s edge turned on automatically, illuminating the small area both of them were,giving the two of them a yellowish glow

She feels and sees his mouth pressing open kisses on the side of her neck, pushing her forward enough that she has to support herself against the sink, half open eyes following his wandering hands as he slides them down her waist, “Is this okay?” he asks quietly on her throat.

If this was months ago she’d beg him to go back to the bedroom, where it’s safe and dark and she couldn’t see herself…but the panic she felt before dissipated the more she felt his hands on her body, the more she felt how much he was turned on, the more she remembered how many times they did this just not where they could either see like that, “Yes.” she whispers, “I-It’s fine.”

Rooster eases out a sigh, dropping his forehead on the curve of her shoulder as he takes the words in. He lifts his head enough to meet her gaze on the mirror, wrapping one of his arms around her waist to pull her flush against him while the other disappears behind her to align himself to her entrance, gently pushing forward until he hilted inside. The second it happened, the moan that broke from both of them was loud enough to probably shake the windows.

Beatrice’s head tumbles forward, her hair covering most of her face as she tries to hold herself back, feeling the hand that wasn’t holding her waist slide all the way up her stomach until it reached one of her breasts, keeping it in his palm as he moved. Beatrice whimpers, the hands on the sink clenched into fists and her back was straight as a rod, he wasn’t moving fast yet, no he was keeping his movements slow and patient, he was dragging along, he just wanted to take things a bit slow tonight.

She could feel him everywhere, not only inside of her, he was such a big presence that she felt surrounded by him, “Brad…G-God…” she still has her head tumbled forward, which to him couldn’t be done. 

He wasn’t going to tug her hair and push her back, instead he combed her hair to the side and pressed kisses up the curve of her shoulder to her ear, “Look up baby,look up…” he says in breathy whispers as Beatrice whines again, slowly lifting her head with her hair still in front of her eyes. Bradley combed the long brown strands back so her vision wasn’t obstructed by it.

Beatrice, once her gaze sharpened on what she was seeing, felt her body shudder upon seeing their reflection together, his face right next to hers with his lips on her cheek but his eyes meeting her own, “Fuck, look at you,” he whispers, moving his hips in a wave like motion against her behind something she appreciated a lot considering the moan that came out of her mouth, “Fuckin’ beautiful thing you are, can’t fuckin’ get enough of you.”

His words, added to the reflection, was doing something to her. Usually he didn’t have to do much because,well, it was Rooster. He could make eating cereal be sexy - which happened before -  he didn’t have to do much to drive her crazy, “R-Roos…” she whispered, her eyes barely open but still looking at them. She whimpers, her own hand topping his own on her breast to keep it there, her hips moving back to meet his thrusts.

“Yeah, baby?” his deep voice replies on her ear, “What do you need?”

“I-I…”

“Huh? Do you want me to fuck you faster?” she whimpers and her channel clenches, “Do you want me to make you bend over this sink, huh? Is that what you want?” she couldn’t reply, too busy moaning quietly, but the way her hips were meeting his - the plush of her ass meeting his navel - was already enough. “Keep your eyes on me.”

Her pupils dilated this time, “Y-Yes, Lieutenant.” he could see how the corner of her mouth lifted with amusement but he couldn’t deny how sexy her voice sounded whenever she said anything. Bradley drops his head to her shoulder, lips to her jawline and now wraps both of his arms around her waist, his thrusts speeding up just enough to make another gasp leave her mouth, a gasp that eventually turns into a broken moan.

Bradley just kept his eyes on her, on how her breasts bounced, on how her head tilted back when she moaned, on how her hair was starting to stick to her skin, “Eyes on me.” he repeats and she immediately meets his eyes through the mirror, “Good, very good recruit.” he coos, “You like when I fuck you like this,don’t you?”

“Y-Yes.”

“Yes,what?”

“Y-Yes,s-s-sir.”

His hips speed up a bit more, the sound of skin slapping echoing in their bathroom, “Fucking delicious thing you are, taking me so well aren’t you? Such a nice tight pretty pussy,” his hand swoops down to slap her ass and in turn makes a loud yelp break out of her, “That just is dripping, fuck Bea.” he drops the lieutenant role to bury his face on her neck, “Fuck,baby I love you so much.” 

“I love you too Brad…” she whimpers, turning to face his head on her shoulder, a delirious smile on her face but heart on her eyes as their gazes meet, “I love you too..I love you too…” so much happened in one year that neither of them could even explain how it worked. They met each other, dated,moved in together and got married all within a year.

Some people would call that crazy, some people wouldn’t understand how it was possible for these two people to find each other and decide to get so much done. “Bea…” he whispers, with his hips moving with more force and speed, enough to push her forward - her hands sliding until they reached some of the hygienic products on the sink, eventually dropping everything upon contact - their faces now much closer to the mirror, enough to fog the glass.

But the crazy thing is, when you find your person, you just know. “Brad–” she tosses her head back over his shoulder, one of her hands coming up to run her nails on his nape, “Roos, I’m going to cum, please!!”

“Fuck baby, you can cum,” he gasps, his hips hitting her cheeks with enough force to redden them even more, “Cum for me, gorgeous, just cum all over me, baby don’t–” she screams before he finishes the sentence, the hand on his nape goes a bit higher to tug the longest strands of brownish blonde hair but not with enough force to rip them off. His name leaves her lips when she does orgasm, the soft high pitched noises that follow only add up to his own release approaching.

He isn’t going to last long, he hugs her tighter against him, both of them perspiring enough for their bodies to become slick. He feels the tension snapping and his thrusts turn choppy as a deep - almost guttural - groan escapes from his throat, being muffled by her hair when he drops his face on top of it, clenching his eyes and brows, her smaller hand rubbing his arm soothingly as he tries to control his breathing with his hips still moving forward.

After a while there’s only their heavy breathing, nothing more. But the silence isn’t bad, in fact, the silence is very welcome because what soon follows is her quiet giggle, something that makes the pilot lift his head from her shoulder and look at her in question, “...You aren’t wrong, we’ll both be reach Palermo pretty rejuvenated.”  he blinks at her words, before his own laughter comes out to join hers, their foreheads touching and smiles bright as they keep close together.

The laughter dies down, but the smiles don’t. Beatrice’s hand drops from his hair to gently caress his face, “Thank you.”

“For what, baby?”

Her eyes shine with unshed tears, “...for loving me.” it was so quiet, albeit so sincere that Rooster himself wasn’t expecting it. But he did wipe the one tear that rolled down her face before it fell to the sink.

“I’d love you even if we never met.” he says just as sincerely, smiling when her soft laugh greets his ears, ‘...maybe we should take a bath, huh? Get squeaky clean for our honeymoon.”

‘You just want to have bathtub sex.” she jokes, but her husband pauses, giving her a look.

“Well,I wasn’t…but now I got an idea.”

#bradley rooster bradshaw #rooster bradshaw #bradley bradshaw x oc #top gun maverick #bradley bradshaw x reader

[columboscreens]

I know you're a Columbo blog and I'm not trying to stir shit up or to cancel a guy who's been dead for a decade (or cancel anyone else for liking him -- I like Peter Falk, I love Columbo, best TV detective ever), but anyway what do you think about the age gap between him and Shera, meeting her when he was around 45 and she was around 23?

not suggesting he was abusive or anything, and I'm aware she was awful later in his life. but I'm asking what your thoughts are on the age gap

it's a completely understandable question with what i believe to be a rather understandable answer.

i didn't know the guy personally. i respect him greatly as an actor, as an artist, and as an overall kind, intelligent, talented man. nearly everyone who interacted with him liked him on a personal level. i'm genuinely bummed that i'll never get to meet him.

but as columbo teaches us, there's often more than meets the eye, especially when it comes to celebrities. so, too, is the case with peter falk.

the short answer is this: if you want a red-hot acting career, a nightfly lifestyle where you hit the town with the boys all the time, and any semblance of a normal family life...you kind of have to choose only two of those. peter wanted a woman more in line with the choices he made--which is to say, a hot party girl half his age.

in my eyes, the age and power differences between peter and his second wife, shera danese, are worthy of the eyebrow raise you'd get from most people given those gaps. after all, he was 46 and she was 24. but frankly, at 24 your brain is just about fully grown. and though i can't claim to know, my gut doubts he was out to prey on her or exploit a power dynamic so much as he was trying desperately to reclaim his youth and maintain his carousing lifestyle with--you guessed it--a hot party girl half his age. tale as old as time.

if you want the long answer with more background and history, read on:

if you don't know it by now, by every account you can possibly read, and in a stark contrast to columbo's devotion to his wife, peter falk was an utterly incorrigible philanderer. i'm not here to judge, nor am i here to armchair the psychology of a guy who's been dead for over a decade, but he definitely had an intoxicating, interminable fixation on women that strongly impinged upon his family life. one account that i'd read implied that he'd been that way since high school; being as charming and attractive as he was, he certainly never suffered a shortage of women wanting to sleep with him. he was simply a man with a natural propensity towards that particular deadly sin, especially coupled with the strong, sometimes negative influences of friends john cassavetes and ben gazzara.

there's some hearsay about his behavior and various involvements with other women, but the fact of the matter is, peter met shera danese while filming mikey and nicky in philadelphia and kept her as a mistress--while very much still married to his first wife, alyce mayo.

peter met alyce at syracuse, dabbling in theatre while earning his master's and trying to find something to do with his life. a petite, dark-haired thing, alyce's bailiwicks were fashion, art, and music; she mainly worked behind the scenes costuming and would later go on to design high-end fabric patterns and teach piano. in this instance, she happened to be understudying as one of the sprites in a school performance of shakespeare's the tempest.

he was very attracted to her disposition, artistic skill, and free spirit, though he hadn't yet worked up the nerve to ask her out. but don't let me tell you, let peter:

so he was like "Haha Hell Yeah Up Mine" and in love they fell for nearly three decades.

the two were uniquely close in that they connected very well as friends aside from being romantically entwined. they traveled together, supported each other's careers, and he valued her judgement; even after their divorce, he continued to go to her for advice. it's probably part of why they stayed together for so long, trying desperately to make everything work, despite the numerous strains put on their marriage.

but even on their wedding day, alyce had doubts. it'd taken peter nine years of dating to propose to her, and that was due in part to pressure from his parents to grow up and settle down. he'd always enjoyed the company of other women and spending nights carousing with his buddies, and he was never quite as keen as she on the idea of raising a family.

they actually, in a rather impressive feat, seemed to make things work for them through the 50s and 60s as peter kickstarted his acting career. when he hopped around on various location shoots, oftentimes she was able to travel with him. he wasn't massively busy like he became in the late 60s-70s for obvious reasons. they didn't have kids. but even then alyce had made concessions and sacrifices--her career in nyc and his all over the place meant they had to work hard to keep things together.

alyce and peter tried for children, but she struggled greatly. by the early 70s, they'd adopted two girls, jackie and catherine. peter had always loved children, and very clearly loved his daughters, but it was equally clear that his family life suffered as a result of his lifestyle.

he continued traveling for work, though by that point alyce was unable to accompany him as easily because of the children, and as she well knew, he often fell prey to the various temptations that surrounded him. she felt trapped, and with the offer of stability that was columbo, the family settled in LA in a final attempt to spread roots.

unfortunately, the only thing that spread was the cracks in their marital foundation. gazzara and cassavetes, legendary as their friendship was, seemed to play a role in enabling peter's hedonistic behavior, bringing out night after night the boy who only longed to party and philander til dawn.

by 1973, while filming mikey and nicky in philadelphia, peter saw shera walking down the street, and that was that. she followed him to LA and remained his mistress until, despite attempts at reconciliation, alyce had finally had enough and kicked peter out of the house in '76. they divorced the same year, and peter and shera were married the very next.

but it wasn't long before peter's second marriage became even more turbulent than his first. as it turns out, it's awfully hard to teach an old dog new tricks. he'd continued his lifelong pattern of unfaithful behavior during his marriage to shera, except this time he wasn't as beholden to his family. he could never really figure out how to keep his hands to himself, by which she, as his long-term mistress, was somehow blindsided.

there was, too, the unforseen limitation of them not only being from two completely different generations, but also not being able to agree on literally anything. everything was a fight with them. most interviews and media you can find of the two of them poke fun at their constant discord, but it's always palpable.

for emphasis, in the columbo episode murder of a rock star, shera and peter got into one of their trademark massive fights and she stormed off the set, refused to finish her scenes, and left to go clothes shopping. when some of the crew went to retrieve her, she refused to return, so they had to rewrite and film the final scene around her. and if you've watched the episode, you can definitely tell.

when asked what the two had in common, they always said "we both like the color blue" as perhaps some sort of inside joke for not actually having much in common, but they were so well-known for their heated blowouts that they came to be known in hollywood as the "fighting falks". they upheld that namesake well: the two separated several times and attempted to divorce twice. they did, at the very least, remain married until his death.

so there you have it. aside from the fact that this relationship was an egregious display of infidelity, do i think the age gap was particularly healthy? were they well suited where it mattered most? did it fix peter falk's midlife crisis? i'm in no position to judge. draw your own conclusions from the information given.

was their relationship wrong simply by virtue of that gap? i don't think so.

#husbands is great but i always get a little bit ill watching it #primary book cited was lertzman's beyond columbo; other texts include various interviews plus falk's autobio and shooting columbo #text #longpost #misc #columbo #peter falk #alyce mayo #shera danese #ask

[snowdice]

Big Bang Editing Story [Day 113]

I started writing this fic while editing my Big Bang story years ago, but am going to continue doing it for other things now that Kill Dear is out. I will write and publish 100 words of the story every time I finish doing whatever task I’m doing. If you’d like to block these proceedings, please feel free to block the tag ‘proofread stories.’ I will reblog this post with the parts of the story I do today. Edited chapters are linked; everything else I’ve done so far is under the cut.

My Master Post Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16 Part 17 Part 18 Part 19 Part 20 Part 21 Part 22 Part 23 Part 24 Part 25 Part 26 Part 27 Part 28 Part 29 Part 30 Part 31 Part 32 Part 33 Part 34 Part 35 Part 36 Part 37 Part 38 Part 39 Part 40 Part 41 Part 42 Part 43 Part 44 Part 45 Part 46 Part 47 Part 48 Part 49 Part 50 Part 51 Part 52 Part 53

Going to work on this for a little bit. Hopefully will get to the end of this chapter!

Chapter 54 (Patton)

“I still can’t believe he’s allowing this,” King Thomas said from next to Patton. The two of them were standing at the edge of the arena outside the horse stable, watching from a safe distance.

“If he hadn’t tried to bite me earlier, I’d think he was a different horse,” Patton agreed.

“He doesn’t even let Logan ride him,” the king said. “At least not ride him and give him directions.”

Patton was very aware of that. Logan did on occasion choose to get up onto Mr. Apples’ saddle. However, Mr. Apples was always the once who got to decide where they went after that. Logan had no say.

With that in mind, Patton, Logan, and every stable hand who’d heard about the prospective riding lessons had tried to convince Virgil to learn to ride on a different horse. Virgil was just as stubborn as Mr. Apples however and had insisted. Logan, being the only one who could be around Mr. Apples without risking being kicked, had become his de facto tutor.

Not even Logan could have expected that within a week, Virgil would be able to control Mr. Apples. Though perhaps ‘control’ was the wrong word. Nothing could control Mr. Apples, but for some reason, Mr. Apples seemed willing to do as Virgil asked.

Even right now Mr. Apples was trotting around the training arena like he was a well-trained trick horse warming up with his rider.

“Logan told him we could go on an actual ride today if the lesson went well,” Patton told the king. The lesson seemed to be just getting over because Logan said something to Virgil and Virgil started to climb off. Mr. Apples was patient and still as he dismounted.

“Do you think he’d mind if I went with you?” King Thomas asked.

Patton shrugged. “Mr. Apples might.”

“Mr. Apples definitely will,” the king replied. “I’ll come anyway.”

Logan had walked over to where Patton and the king were standing while Virgil fed Mr. Apples some apple pieces as a reward.

“I hear you’re going to go riding today,” King Thomas said.

Logan nodded. “Mr. Apples seems to listen to him well enough,” he said.

“I might join you if that’s alright. Where are you kids going?” the king asked.

“I was thinking the main forest path,” Logan replied. “It’s not a particularly difficult route, but it’s also a part of the castle grounds Virgil hasn’t been able to see yet. Loraine told me it has been recently cleared after the winter.”

“That sounds like a good idea,” the king said. “Are you going now?”

“Once Patton and I saddle up our horses,” Logan said. “You can come.”

“Great,” the king said with a smile. “I’ll ask for Bella’s saddle to be brought out. I haven’t gone on a ride yet this week.”

He turned then to walk towards the stables leaving Patton and Logan alone.

“Do you think he’s been acting weird?” Logan asked, turning towards Patton.

Patton frowned. “No,” he said. “Not really.”

“I’m just wondering why he wants to go horseback riding with us.”

“He likes spending time with you?” Patton guessed.

“Yes,” Logan said, “but typically in a setting that doesn’t involve Mr. Apples.”

Well, that was fair.

“I mean, it’s not too weird,” Patton said, thinking back through the last couple of days. King Thomas had been a bit… clingy.

“He’s been hanging around a lot,” Logan said, echoing Patton’s thoughts with narrowed eyes. He glanced back at Virgil. “You don’t think Virgil let something slip, do you?”

“He didn’t say anything,” Patton said. “I think your dad would say something if Virgil let slip he was an assassin somehow.”

“Unless he let slip something that didn’t quite implicate himself but invited suspicion.”

“Your dad doesn’t seem suspicious,” Patton said. At least, Patton didn’t think he did. He hadn’t been acting mean in any way. In fact, he might have even been acting nicer.

Logan frowned. “We should keep an eye on him, especially around Virgil.”

Patton bit his lip.

“What?” Logan asked.

“Are we ever going to tell your dad about Virgil?” he asked.

Logan hesitated. “I don’t…” he trailed. “I’m not sure.”

“It just feels weird lying for so long,” Patton said. Patton didn’t lie a lot. Sure, maybe he’d pretend to not know what Mama was talking about when sweets went missing from the kitchens or he’d pretend to not know what Logan’s birthday gift was, but he’d never lied about anything serious before now.

“I know, but,” Logan glanced back at Virgil once again, “even if we did decide to tell, we’d have to convince Virgil everything would be alright beforehand. I don’t think we’re at that point yet. He was terrified of Father until a few months ago, and he’s still cautious around him sometimes.”

Logan was right, of course. Virgil was getting more and more comfortable around the king, but he figured any of the progress made would go down the drain as soon as they brought up telling King Thomas about where exactly Virgil had come from. Patton didn’t know if Virgil would ever be comfortable enough.

“We should go get our own horses,” Logan suggested, and Patton nodded.

Patton and Logan’s horses had already been saddled by the stable hands in anticipation of their ride and it didn’t take long for the king to saddle his own horse, Bella.

The forest path at this time of year was very pretty, Patton thought. The tree branches now had small green leaves on them after having been barren for the entire winter and flowers were starting to grow. In a few weeks’ time it would be even prettier, but it would also be harder for the groundskeeper to maintain as well as it was right now.

Virgil really did seem less anxious around King Thomas now. The path was only wide enough for two horses to go at once, and he didn’t seem to mind that he and the king ended up next to each other while Patton and Logan lagged behind. In fact, he and the king seemed to be having a nice conversation about the local wildlife.

However, if Patton looked close enough, he did sort of see what Logan meant. Virgil may not be anxious talking to the king now, but the king himself seemed just a little bit nervous at least at the beginning of the ride.

He seemed to relax a bit as they rode (even laughing when Mr. Apples tried to bite him when he got too close).

Logan had been teaching Virgil the basics about things like animals, but there was still a pretty big gap in his education when it came to anything that wasn’t about training to fight and kill. King Thomas seemed more than willing to answer any of his questions when it came to the animals and plants around them even if they were sometimes a bit silly.

He’d seen a bird that looked like a dove. (It may have even been a dove, but Patton hadn’t seen it.) This had been a source of endless confusion for him.

“But shouldn’t it live in the dovecote?” Virgil asked.

“Not all birds live in a dovecote,” the king explained again.

“But it’s a dove,” Virgil said with a frown.

“Not all doves live in a dovecote,” the king replied.

“But it’s a dovecote,” Virgil argued. “It’s for the doves.”

“Yes, but there are also wild doves,” the king said.

“That doesn’t make any sense,” Virgil replied.

“What about it doesn’t make sense?” the king asked with a laugh in his tone.

“Doves go in the dovecote,” Virgil said.

Patton was starting to have trouble following this argument.

“Dovecotes are made for doves,” the king said, “but not all doves go in dovecotes.”

“Why?”

This seemed to stump the king momentarily, but he still answered after thinking for a bit. “Doves existed before people got to them,” the king explained. “People caught and trained some of them, but there was no way to catch all of them. So, some stayed in the wild and continued with their lives like they had been before humans. Plus, sometimes domesticated doves fly off and never come back. Sometimes they might die, but other times they may have just gotten lost and had to build a new life somewhere far away. Or maybe they even decided that being a trained dove working for humans wasn’t for them, so they decided to go off on their own.”

“You let them do that?” Virgil asked.

“We can’t really stop them in the end,” the king said. “People can try, but it never ends up working as long as they can fly.”

Virgil thought about this. “I still don’t understand,” he said, “but okay.”

“We should take you to the cliffs,” the king suggested.

“What are the cliffs?”

“The castle grounds were built for defense,” King Thomas explained. “The edge of the grounds to the North is a large river and overlooking it is a huge cliff. It’s a good place for picnics and for birdwatching. It’s a bit of a trip, but now would be a good time of year to go.”

He glanced over his shoulder back at Logan and Patton. “What do you boys think about going to the cliffs sometime? Maybe in about a week?”

Logan squinted at his father suspiciously. It wasn’t so much the fact that the king was asking them to go to the cliffs. They did that every so often. However, this time, it only supported Logan’s claims that the king was hanging out with them a lot recently.

“Sure,” Logan said, after a moment.

“Sounds fun!” Patton said cheerily right after, trying to cover for the lack of enthusiasm in Logan’s voice with his own. Judging by King Thomas’s expression and Logan’s tight-lipped scowl, he may have overcompensated.

“Great,” the king said. “”I’ll make sure to make arrangements when we get back to the castle.”

Chapter 55 (Logan)

            Virgil was beginning to be able to read some of the common instructions in magic books, but Logan still made sure to read out the instructions to him at least twice before setting him loose. He’d started to jot down notes to himself about things, though these notes were not words, but various symbols that only made sense to the boy himself.

            Logan had asked about their meaning at one point and received an answer that, while earnest, was unintelligible. The symbols were mostly just pictures of things to represent certain steps in spell casting, but they were filtered through Virgil’s rudimentary penmanship and often bizarre perception of the world.

Though, despite the fact that Logan could not often decipher his chicken scratch, it did seem to help him produce impressively quality charms even as Logan began to introduce more complicated processes to make them. He was a very good student even if he didn’t have the best foundation for learning.

“I add lavender for the next step, right?” Virgil asked, his finger on a word in Logan’s magic book.

“That is correct,” Logan confirmed.

Virgil looked back at the book and mouthed the word ‘lavender’ to himself before turning back to his potion. He grabbed a few sprigs of lavender and threw them into the cauldron.

The liquid popped and bubbled violently, but Virgil didn’t flinch as he once would have, prepared for it now.

After the lavender, Logan knew that it would have to simmer for 5 minutes. Virgil looked down at the boiling liquid, contemplating it for a long moment.

“Can I soak a knife in it?” he asked.

“What?” Logan asked.

“Can I soak a knife in the potion once it’s done?”

“In that potion?” Logan clarified. “In the emergency hand warmer potion?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“I think a hot knife would be useful,” Virgil said.

“For what?”

Virgil shrugged. “Cooking food on the road,” he said, “burning wood, stabbing someone and immediately cauterizing the wound.”

“That is… not a standard use for this potion,” Logan said.

Virgil titled his head at him. “Would it work though?”

“Well, I don’t know,” Logan contemplated. “Perhaps. The potion can cause burns if one uses too much of it or if it is used without an appropriate layer between it and the skin. If one were to pick a knife with enough surface area and let it soak long enough, it could in theory get hot enough to do as desired. Hmm…” he thought about it. “There would perhaps be the problem of the potion not sticking to the knife very long as it is intended to soak into fabric. However, cardamom could solve that issue as long as it doesn’t interact with any other ingredients. Let me see that spell.”

Virgil stepped out of his way so he could study the page. “Yes,” Logan said after scanning through all of the ingredients. “I think coriander would work for something like that. Let me go find some.”

He turned to walk towards where he kept his supplies of potion ingredients. Virgil followed on his heals.

“Can we use a serrated knife?”

“Oh, that’s a good idea, Virgil,” Logan said, nodding as he searched through the cupboard that should hold the coriander. “The knife being serrated would help keep the potion stuck to the blade after many uses and would increase the surface area.”

“That was certainly my intentions,” Virgil said smoothly. There was something odd about the tone that had Logan turning to him and blinking at him. Virgil just smiled at him innocently and Logan turned back to the cabinet finally locating the coriander.

“So how are we going to use that?” Virgil asked.

“We’ll put it in right before the last step and let it sit for about 3 minutes,” Logan said. “If it doesn’t quite work, we may need to make another batch. There are options other than coriander, but that’s the first idea that comes to mind and it a lot simpler if it works.”

He continued to speak of the many other options they could try as they returned to the caldron as well as how they could test the hot knife. It was already about time for the next step and Virgil did it without interrupting Logan’s rant.

Virgil listened to his suggestions with interest all while still making sure the potion he was making was progressing well.

Logan did eventually take over to finish the potion with the revised steps he’d come up with and they ended up with a potion that looked perfect except it was a few shades darker than the one they’d originally been planning to make.

“Well, it looks good,” Logan declared. “We will need to acquire a knife to test its effectiveness, however.”

“There are a few good ones in the kitchen,” Virgil pointed out. “I especially like the one 10 inch one with the black and white handle.”

“You have been eyeing up the kitchen knives?” Logan asked.

Virgil rolled his eyes as though that was not a perfectly reasonable question to ask him. “We should steal that one,” Virgil said.

“Do you think we’ll be able to sneak past Ms. Heart to steal a knife from her kitchen?” Logan asked.

“We can’t,” Virgil said.

Logan almost didn’t believe him… and then he remembered the water pouch incident. “It’s the dinner rush,” Logan said. “We should probably wait for a bit.”

Virgil was shaking his head. “The dinner rush is the best time,” he said. “Everyone will be distracted, and all of the knives will be out and in prime stealing position.”

“And if Patton’s mother catches us messing around in her kitchen during her busiest time of day, she will have Father ground us for a week.”

“Then we just won’t get caught,” Virgil said.

“I’m not sure if it’s that simple,” Logan said with a frown.

“You can stay here if you want,” Virgil offered. “I’ll just go by myself.”

“No, I’ll come too,” Logan relented, though he did still have some reservations about the idea.

He let Virgil lead him towards the main dining hall. By now, Virgil knew the kitchens and dining hall very well.

“Stay here,” he said. They were in a hallway a few feet down from the staff entrance to the kitchen. “I’m going to do some reconnaissance.”

“What type of reconnaissance?” Logan asked, but Virgil had already disappeared before his very eyes. With a blink, Logan looked up and saw a dark figure disappear onto a balcony overhead.

Well, Logan really had no choice but to wait there for him. It wasn’t like he could follow him. He could hear the clatter of silverware on plates from the dining hall down the corridor as he impatiently waited. It only took Virgil a bit over five minutes to return. He dropped suddenly from above and landed in front of Logan in a crouch.

“Well?” Logan asked, letting a bit of irritation into his tone so Virgil knew he was displeased. Virgil did not seem to care.

“Got it,” Virgil said with a wide grin, brandishing a large kitchen knife.

Logan flinched back at the unexpected sight of a weapon.

“You said you were doing reconnaissance!” he sputtered. “Not…” he trailed off remembering that while they weren’t in eyesight of anyone right now, they could be in earshot of someone. He lowered his tone, “stealing the knife already.”

“I was doing reconnaissance,” Virgil said with a shrug, “and then I used the information gathered by that reconnaissance to steal a knife.”

Logan narrowed his eyes at him.

Virgil just smiled. “You would have gotten in my way.”

“I would not have,” Logan insisted.

“How many times has Patton’s mom caught you stealing food from the kitchens in the past?” he asked.

#proofread stories #not writing

[dittydipity]

layton music propaganda go!

short little list of some specific minutiae in random layton tracks that i have feelings for in no particular order:

folsense (live): the wistful/melancholic calm vibes of this live version are SO good i used to put this on and fall asleep to it all the time. anyway the claves on beat 2 of every other measure in the second half that starts at 2:35 <3. specifically the second one that happens at 2:46 that is ultra crisp

the looming tower (live): the accordions are so dramatic and the violin soloist goes OFF!! the beat being made by what sounds like a cello/bass player on the side slapping the upper bout of their instrument (i forgot what that technique is called) and being able to hear the bass strings rattle from being plucked.. 🤌

puzzles reinvented/puzzles 3: one of the two tracks that got me through my assignments in highschool/undergrad i'd put this baby on and i'd be nonstop productive for hours it was crazy. anyway there are 2 ostinatos going on at the same time for most of the track, one being that phrase in the beginning that keeps going in the upper register and the other one starting a little later around 0:20 in a lower register, which creates that feeling of time ticking and passing quickly. there's the allegro version of this that plays when you gotta GO and so it has the 2 ostinatos right off the bat to have that extra gogogogogo feeling. also the movie was so based for using this theme for the first puzzle + the lead up to this track playing is so good it's one of my fav moments in the movie

puzzle battle: the puzzles reinvented melody at 1:10-1:23 right before it loops

don paolo's theme (live): the fact that it's purely an accordion duet and you can hear them switching leads from left to right w headphones

the village starts moving: the accordion in the back holding the quiet drone note the whole time that gives the track that unsettled unresting feeling (the nonstop chords that keep the beat + dragging accordion melody with longer notes help w that too)

the mobile fortress (live): one of the hugest glow ups from the in-game track to the live rendition!! the acoustics in this studio/hall that they're recording all these live versions plays so well into this; the slight echo effect just adds to how large scale this part of the game feels. the part at 2:22 especially is rightfully terrifying! also i really like the addition of the wood blocks. anyway it is such a shame that they had to edit it down to the in-game version so that it would fit on a ds cartridge😔

london 3 (live): my beloved… the way it starts off with a solo violin (+vibraphone) and then a solo cello joins in at 0:27 and then the rest of the orchestra comes in at 0:48 with a soft cymbal roll. the feeling of intimacy contained within that beginning section……… also the added winds and the sustained horns near the end that sound like loss and grief (to me)!!

about town, plvsaa: one of my fav plvsaa rearrangements.. the little xylophone in the back that kinda goes tick tock tick tock is what does it for me bc the whole piece got its instrumentation changed up but the xylophone is like a call back to its roots in the original version

the research facility (live): occasionally hearing the accordion soloist pressing the keys bc they are SO into it to the point of almost doing hammer-ons

theme of the last battle (live): each next higher register section of the orchestra progressively coming in after each phrase at the beginning

case select, lbmr: the vibraphone run at the beginning from 0:06-0:08

investigation, lbmr: the other track that got me through my high school and undergrad homework. the wacky guitarish synth in the background starting at 0:41 that is actually used a lot in the ost in general to almost create a beat similar to beatboxing

rumble!: the occasional washboard + the triangle on beats 3,4 of every other measure + tambourine on beat 4 of the other measures.. silly

pl1 ending theme (live): the whole thing but like specifically the occasional little snare drum rolls that sound like a march.. i listened to this when i graduated and it made me cry

special mention to these minigame tracks:

toy car

toy train

the fish they make me smile :]

these are just a couple random tracks, this list def isn't everything i could go on forever!!!!!

if you have oddly specific things in music you like too please share them w me!! i'd love to hear :]

#ramblings that got me accused of being a music major #this is a layton music appreciation blog #professor layton #.d

[wanderella-w]

The Jurassic Coast (Day 46-47)

Friday I walked from just before Sidmouth to Beer, a not too long stretch (I think around 12km?) but it was quite a hilly one. Anyways, my efforts were rewarded with beautiful views over stone pebble beaches and the light-colored limestone cliffs of the Jurassic Coast, which had now replaced the red ones. Nearing the end, I also rewarded myself with a vanilla-clotted cream ice cream on Brancome Beach.

I got to Beer in time to catch the 14:00 bus to Axmister, where Roger would arrive on the train from London in the evening. I had a nice afternoon for myself to relax, shower, wash, charge the powerbank.. the usual stuff. Rogers train was a bit delayed so he only got there at 23:00, but it was okay - I had already gone to bed at 9 anyways because my rythm is a bit messed up so I had to set an alarm to let him in. In the morning we enjoyed a great English breakfast, yummy!

When being with Roger, it turns out I am the planner and Roger is even more 'laissez faire' than I thought I was. So in the morning we still hadn't decided if we would walk that day or not, and where we would sleep. However, we made a plan just before leaving the hotel. We took the bus to Seaton but there was not much to see or to do there except for going to the seaside. Therefore, after eating chips with vinegar and going to the supermarket, we walked on the coast path back to Beer, where I had left the path, and it turned out that Beer was a much prettier and cozy town! We had a beer in a nice pub called the Barrel of Beer, which of course had a pun relating to the villages name in their slogan. Roger tried a 'Bitter' and it was quite nice.

After that I still wanted to show Roger a nice viewpoint that I had passed on the day before, but at that moment it started raining and we were a bit lazy from doing nothing all day. So we decided to go to the Youth Hostel (again, one of the few on the path), where we would camp for a cheap price, while being allowed to use all the facilities like kitchen, lounge and bathrooms. The hostel was a beautiful old very English-looking house with grey stone walls and half round windows. We had a nice and early night on our perfectly flat patch, and Roger was glad to be reunited with his tent Bea. It was cozy to stay in it as we had already spent two holidays before in it :).

Here's Roger eating canned Custard. A lady in the kitchen told us you are supposed to eat it with Apple Pie or something else. Oh well, it was tasty!

In the supermarket and the village Beer, the mood was all set for the upcoming coronation op King Charles:

[grasslandgirl]

for the fanfic ask thingy! 1, 5 (gimme the list i love lists <33), 11, 15, 23, 46, 55 and 73!

mwaaaahhh moss !!

1.Do you daydream a lot before you write, or go for it as soon as the ideas strike?

usually if i have a concrete idea- especially a clear vision for a scene!- i'll jump into writing, but if it's less clear i'll write down the vibe somewhere (gdoc. discord, in an email to myself, etc) and let it percolate until i do have a clear scene to jump into

5. How many wips do you have?  What fandoms/pairings are they for?

(these are just unposted wips i have actively written for this year, not including wips from past years that i haven't returned to in 2023, bc there are too many to go back through and recount)

dimension 20: 10 wips

- noble pining (+ B sides) - slasherverse domestic - figayda concert - samzelda figgorgug - figgorgug right person wrong time - figayda cuddle pile - figayda notting hill - bad kids spiderverse - eftbk markland

ted lasso: 1 wip

- charlieverse

stranger things: 1 wip

- buzzcut ch2

original fiction: 4 wips

lockwood and co: 3 wips

- george kisses luce beat - lucy sick beat - lucy winter beat

now you see me: 1 wip

- fifth horseman

11. Do you write scenes in order, or do you jump around?

in order, almost always. motivation is a beast i always have to try and wrangle and making myself write chronologically in order helps force me to finish writing the scenes i have to get to by dangling the scene i want to write as bait over my own head-- essentially: if i finish scenes a, b, and c; then i can write scene d that im REALLY excited about!

15. What’s your favorite time to write?

night time lmao!! im a night owl and i tend not to get as distracted later at night when the rest of my family has gone to bed/ we're all doing our own separate things!! but i do write throughout the day when i'm hit w inspo <3

23. Is writing the beginning, middle, or end of the story easiest? Hardest?

the end of the story is always always the hardest. almost every time i finish smth and send it to one of my lovely friends for editing/beta reading i ask "is the ending good?? does it make sense?? is it fulfilling??" etc <3

46. If you could only write one type of AU for the rest of your life, what would it be?

uhhhhhh get togethers, probably ?? modern/no magic get together aus are a good majority of what i write anyway so like yeah skjfvnksjfb

55. Have you noticed any patterns in your fics?  Words/expressions that appear a lot, themes, common settings, etc?

ummmm i focus on the visual impact of light a lot in my writing <3 also @precalamity called me out a while back in an ask saying a big throughline in a lot of my work is the idea of like. people not feeling like they are loved enough/worthy of love/deserving of love/love too much and that it speaks to my own insecurities skfjvnskfjbnskfb and they were right then and right now !!!!

73. What do you tend to get complimented on the most about your writing?

idk???? that its like. soft and affectionate and warm i guess?? the general vibe<3

send me fic asks from this list!!!!

#asks #mwaaaahhhhh

[mynonsenseistingling]

Timelines in Paradise

I spent the last few days working out the timeline for Strangers in Paradise and if I had a printer it would’ve been a full on Pepe Silvia moment. There is never a solid date given and the only ages that are really mentioned are Francine’s.

Katchoo is the only birth year given, 1976. She met Emma when she was 17, so that would be 1992. The year before the series was printed.

Francine says she’s 26 in Vol 2 #4. Both Katchoo and her were in the same grade in high school, so she was born 75~76 since she’s a little older. Which would set the date at the future of 2002, from it’s 1994 release date.

Meaning both were 25 in Vol 1 and 15 during the Strangers in Paradise play which was 10 years before the start of the series, 1991. Vol 1 being set in 2001

In Vol 3 #69, Francine says she’s 28, putting the in comic year at 2004, starting to match up the the release, being January 1, 2004 for said issue.

David is 19 22 at the start of the story, I don’t remember where I read it, but I put it my notes and forgot to list the source. Anyway, that would put his DOB around 1982 at .See Edit.

That sets the time between Vol 1 #1 and Vol 3 #69 at 3 years.

Vol1 - 2001 - Katchoo and Francine (25) David(22)

Vol2 - 2002 - Katchoo and Francine (26) David(23)

Vol3 - 2003 to 2006 - Katchoo  and Francine (27-30) David(24-27)

Strangers in Paradise XXV and Five Years are set back to back and Ashley and Koo are probably 5-6 years old setting those two series in 2011. Putting Katchoo and Francine at 35 years old. Those comics were released between 2018-2019 and 2019-2020 respectively. It has a date listed for the following years as March 4th 201*,a thumb obscuring the last digit.

And now the adjacent stuff. Mostly speculative.

The end of Echo is referenced in XXV as if it had happened recently so probably in 2010

Samantha appears in XXV, her hair having grown a little from the End of Motor Girl, so at least it was only a month or two prior.

When Katchoo visits the town of Manson from Rachel Rising it’s winter again and since little has changed except for the grave markers it’s probably the following winter

I don’t know when Serial is set because Zoe hasn’t aged but they have smartphones. But it takes place after Rachel Rising.

And if you’re wondering, in 2022, Francine and Katchoo are 46, and their kids are 15.

Also, yes, you should read all these comics.

January of next year will be the 30th anniversary of issue 1.

EDIT: Not 5 minutes after posting this I got to the Las Vegas marriage certificate. Katchoo’s DOB November 19 1976. David’s DOB is January 16 1979. I wish I could find where I read David being 19, because he’d’ve been 22. I’ll go fix that.

EDIT 2: Vol3 #83 is 2006, Francine says she is 30. Bump the timeline forward a bit.

#Strangers in Paradise #Strangers in Paradise XXV #Echo #Rachel Rising #Motor Girl #Five Years #Serial #Terry Moore #I think the math checks out #Katchoo #Francine

[springflwer07]

Prompts you can use if you want to request smth, idk. I found all this on Pinterest. At the end will be a updated list of fandoms I’ll write for.

1.Your hair is really soft after you wash it

2.Ssh, stop fussing. I’m just braiding your hair

3.You smell really nice

4.Would it be alright if I borrowed your sweater? It smells like you

5.I might have slept with your robe when you were gone

6.If you steal the blankets I will put my cold feet on you

7.Here, let’s share the blanket

8.You’re comfy

9.You are very endearing when you are half asleep

10.But i want to hear you sing

11.We can talk over dinner

12.Don’t be stubborn. Try it!

13.Don’t get up, i’ll do it

14.Will you let me rub your back?

15.Care to give me a back scratch?

16.Stargazing was a good idea

17.You look beautiful/handsome in the moonlight

18.I’ll always be here for you

19.I’ll be here to protect you

20.I think i love you

21.You are my love

22.How about something warm? It’ll help you sleep

23.It’s okay, i couldn’t sleep anyways

24.Don’t be silly. I want to stay up with you

25.It’s not morning yet

26.Shush and go back to sleep

27.Your bed head is really cute

28.We’ll do dishes together

29.How about a kiss?

30.I love your hugs

31.Let’s go home, you’re freezing and i don’t want you catching a cold

32.Your cuteness is making everyone stare. Stop it

33.You make me proud, you know that right?

34.I’m not going to get sick, you baby. Just let me hold you

35.Can we just stay in bed?

36.Any time without you is far too long

37.I don’t care. I’m not letting you get up until i know you are 100% better again

38.Let me kiss it better

39.I- uh… can i hold your hand?

40.You’re so important to me

41.I thought you knew that you’ve always been my favorite

42.Give me a hug

43.Stop moving, I'm almost done!

44.You’re so damn beautiful/handsome, baby. I can’t believe you’re all mine

45.I’m not moving, your lap is comfortable

46.…on the bright side, we’ll know we can’t cook next time

47.I know you’re mad at me but will a kiss change your mind?

48.Between ice cream and you, you just might be my favorite

49.I’m tired, just cuddle me

50.God, i miss you so much

51.You know I'll always be here, right?

52.Hey, let me in. I'm outside with your favorite pizza.

53.I’m only doing it because you’re cute

54.My heart feels so full when i’m around you

55.Even when you’re annoying the hell out of me, i still love you

56.It’s too cold, come back!

57.No i’m not letting you go

58.C’mere, you can sit on my lap until i’m done working

59.I’m not gonna stop poking you until you give me attention

60.Shh, you’re safe. I won’t let you go

61.Just pretend to be my date

62.“he/she did it” “No, he/she did it”

63.I think i’m in love with you and i’m terrified

64.It’s not a double date. We’re just third and fourth wheeling

65.No no-it’s alright, come here

66.I’m not going to leave you. You’re never going to suffer by yourself again, I promise

67.Just put us all out of our misery and admit it already

68.You’re practically made for eachother

69.She/he shut me down last time, remember?

70.“You’re in denial” “I am not in denial”

71.Look me in the eyes and tell me you don’t feel something for them

72.Do you have a crush on me or something?

73.“Are you asking me out?” “No. I mean… yes, maybe, as… friends?”

74.Don’t let this one go. he’s/she’s perfect for you

75.Do you think that this, us… Do you think it could ever… be something more?

76.She’s/he’s everything i ever wanted, but i don’t want to risk losing her/him as a friend

77.I’m worried that if we go there… things might never be the same

78.You know that’s not the case. he/she adores you

79.You’re more than just friends. I mean it’s obvious

80.Of course i love her/him, we’ve been friends for ages

81.Grow some balls and be honest with her/him

82.Look, I know you’re a hardass, but can you play with my hair? It would really help

83.I don’t deserve you

84.Don’t tell me you're fine, I can see that you’re not (or, I can see the blood!)

85.I’m sorry, but… i don’t remember you

86.“I wish I'd never met you.” “no… you don’t mean that..”

87.You know, i hear you talking, but i still don’t have my coffee

88.Do you want to know the hardest thing about having a soulmate? It’s not the separation in the beginning, not the endless nights lying awake, hoping that someone was made for you. It’s… it's the love. It’s too strong, and you can’t fight it. I’ve tried. Believe me, I've tried… but I'm always going to love you. And I need you to know that.

89.“You would risk the lives of millions for one person? Why?” “Because it’s not just one life… it’s yours”

90.This might sound selfish, but I don't care about the world - I only care about you!

Fandom list

-Top Gun

-Top Gun Maverick

-Marvel

-Stranger Things

-Lord of The Rings

-Hobbit

-The Outsiders

-IT

-Scream

-Harry Potter - Golden Trio Era

-Harry Potter - Marauders Era

-Haikyuu

-Attack on Titan

-The End of the F***ing World

-Austin Butler (Not a fandom but like 😩)

Tags: @idk-whatamidoinglmao @siriuslydestiny @randomstory56 @hargreevesd @crowsforquills

#top gun #top gun maverick #marvel #stranger things #lord of the rings #hobbit #the outsiders #it #scream #harry potter golden trio era #harry potter marauders era #haikyuu #attack on titian #x reader #writing #fanfic prompts #the end of the fucking world

[darrellmore]

this tape only contains a few full episodes, the rest cutting off in the middle or being incomplete, those being "when will ben be zen?", "no clowning around", and "world's tastiest heroes", but its chock full of agkidzone content, cbs bumpers and nostalgic ads so its worth a watch anyway. there's an annoying amount of tape skips and resets but what're ya gonna do? here's the link: 

https://archive.org/details/kewlopolis-sushi-pack-2007

timestamps under the cut: 

00:00 - tinpo bumper / agkidzone.com ad

00:53 - kewlopolis sushi pack bumper

1:27 - sushi pack intro, episode “taming the gaming”, cuts off in the middle

7:14 - ad break 

9:05 - tape pause / starting in the middle of an episode of “cake TV” (secret slumber party)

17:35 - ad break

19:43 - more cake TV 

25:33 - ad break

26:58 - secret slumber party “haiku” short 

28:11 - cake TV ending and credits 

29:37 - tinpo bumper / agkidzone.com ad

30:16 - kewlopolis sushi pack bumper (same as first) 

30:49 - sushi pack intro, episode “when will ben be zen?” 

35:52 - ad break

38:04 - sushi pack “when will ben be zen?” cont. 

43:29 - ad break (end episode) 

45:36 - sushi pack episode “wharf city on the half shell” 

48:29 - episode cuts off, tinpo bumper / agkidzone.com ad

49:06 - kewlopolis sushi pack bumper (same as first) 

49:40 - sushi pack intro, episode “no clowning around” 

55:15 - ad break 

57:23 - episode cont. (end)

1:02:20 - ad break 

1:04:28 - sushi pack episode “world’s tastiest heroes” 

1:09:10 - tape cuts off 

1:09:18 - starts back up in the middle of an episode of sushi pack, "dough-ray-me" 

1:13:15 - ad break

1:15:13 - sushi pack episode "sign of the tuna" 

1:20:12 - ad break 

1:23:24 - kewlopolis sushi pack bumper (again) 

1:23:59 - sushi pack intro / episode "no clowning around" (again) 

1:29:34 - ad break

1:31:41 - episode cont. (end) 

1:36:38 - ad break 

1:38:45 - sushi pack episode "world's tastiest heroes" (beginning) 

1:44:34 - ad break 

1:46:35 - kewlopolis dinosquad bumper

1:47:09 - episode cont. (end)

1:51:39 - credits/tape end 

#sushi pack #kewlopolis #cbs

[firefly464]

I posted 34,541 times in 2022

That's 7,614 more posts than 2021!

318 posts created (1%)

34,223 posts reblogged (99%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@prismartist

@yb-cringe

@gardenergulfie

@rozugold

@loudly--unladylike

I tagged 2,359 of my posts in 2022

#yeah - 92 posts

#oh my god - 77 posts

#beloved - 56 posts

#what - 48 posts

#yes - 46 posts

#sobs - 43 posts

#hehehehe - 36 posts

#sobbing - 35 posts

#hehehe - 35 posts

#<- prev tags - 33 posts

Longest Tag: 140 characters

#also if skizz was in dlsmp and he didn't get impulse as his soulmate im sorry but that'll be a crime. they share hearts all the time already

I sent 1 gift in 2022

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Anyways I think we need to sit down and talk about the fact that c!wilbur was an isekai protagonist

142 notes - Posted September 3, 2022

#4

Something something Scott no longer having the crystals around his head as an indicator that he’s learned to live with his grief, instead allowing it to become a part of him, hence why his hair has the streak in it. It hasn’t gone away, likely never will, but he’s going to be ok

And that’s what’s important here, isn’t it?

162 notes - Posted June 19, 2022

#3

despite everything...

its still you...

244 notes - Posted May 28, 2022

#2

i miss the citizen memes we should bring those back they were funny

339 notes - Posted May 12, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

I like to imagine that when the skin swap happened, everyone actually swapped bodies. Meaning that everyone was also different heights and weren’t used to moving as someone else. So scott would be struggling to figure out how to walk as a 6’6 enderman hybrid with backwards legs and ranboo would be trying to figure out how the fuck do humans walk

Meanwhile scar is trying to remember how to walk again, but the memory ends up clicking after ten minutes or so. At first, he’s overthinking it, trying to outsmart it, but eventually he just lets muscle memory take over, and then he’s running with the best of them. He’s got such a large smile on his face, and you can hear his laughter echoing across the arena. As soon as he figures out who eret swapped with, he goes up to her and just starts thanking her profusely. Thanking her for this opportunity, for this chance to run around in the grass and do all these things he didn’t think he’d be able to do again.

Meanwhile, Joel is struggling to figure out how to use his wheelchair efficiently, how to actually move around and quickly, how to do everything that comes so naturally to scar. And so of course, Scar notices. And he does his best to help. He shows joel how to turn quickly and go up on his back wheels and zoom around super quickly. He tries to apologize to joel, but joel brushes him off super quickly. He doesn’t really mind. Sure it’s a bit confusing, but he’s able to get the hang of it pretty fast! Besides, after seeing the look of joy on Scars face, he couldn’t really be upset, now could he

808 notes - Posted July 23, 2022

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[bratshaws]

goodness gracious 60. brb x oc

a/n: well, we hit chapter 60. I want to thank everyone for reading since this is the end-- SIKE! SIKE!! ARE YOU GUYS READY FOR THE NEXT CHAPTERS??? CAUSE IM NOT AND IM WRITING THEM!!! anyway love you guys, this fic wouldn't have gotten this FAR WITHOUT YOUR SUPPORT <333 (rooster's outfit is based off THAT one that miles wore, you know the one YOU KNOW THE ONE)

check out the fic's playlist made by the sweet @wiipes !!

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: Fluff, everyone getting drunk and playing dnd on new years eve, why not.

chapters:

1/2/3/4/5/6/7/8/9/10/11/12/13/14/15/16/17/18/19/20/21/22/23/24/25/26/27/28/29/30/31/32/33/34/35/36/37/38/39/40/41/42/43/44

45/46/47/48/49/50/51/52/53/54/55/56/57/58/59

(pls let me know if you want to be added to the taglist!!)

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December 31st, the day of her NYE party and she was nervous. She rushed all around her house to see if everything was right, if she had enough snacks  and if she set up the golden decorations just right. She still had her Christmas decor around, she wasn’t going to do it yet since officially Christmas time would end on January 6…which was also the day they’d visit Bradley’s mother so maybe she had to clean everything a bit sooner.

She also prepared a little hut for Jolene under the stairs, the city hasn’t been using noisy fireworks during the holidays for a while, which she was thankful for but she still prepared it either way knowing that at least if there was noise Jolene would be safe and warm with all her toys close by.

The ones who confirmed they were coming were literally all of the pilots and the girls, so she decided to keep her double glass doors open and place some seats outside, even getting a portable fire pit if people got cold since it was winter.

Beatrice looked around one more time, holding both of her hands up and then running back to check the places she already checked, not seeing Rooster walk out of the bathroom wearing only a towel around his waist and leaning on the top railing with a small smile, “Baby.” he calls, making Beatrice immediately stop whole rearranging her couch’s pillows - oh the memories that brought her - “Everything looks great, plus there’s still a little time until they get here.”

The brunette slowly lowers the colorful pillows upon recognition that he was actually right, there wasn’t much for her to do anymore, everything was set as it should be. She then wrings her hands together, still looking at her living room and open backyard door where Jolene was currently lying on the small patch of grass, enjoying the last rays of sunlight, “...okay.” she mutters, running her hands down her outfit: a fuzzy white top and a black sequined skirt with her black combat boots on her feet, making sure everything was right with her.

She turns to face Rooster again, seeing he went back inside the bathroom since he was no longer leaning on the railing, so she made her way up the stairs, “I just want everything to go okay.” she announces as she walks into the bathroom, watching him pull his light colored pants up his legs and cover the dark colored briefs he preferred, his upper half bare for her hungry eyes to see, “And I want everyone to have fun too.”

Rooster looked over his shoulder as he buckled his belt, smiling at her, “Everyone will, baby. Don’t get too into your head, can you pass me my shirt?” She grabs the folded top on the sink, smiling when she notices it was one of the shirts he got for Christmas, a white shirt with yellow flowers that looked amazing on him already. He buttoned it halfway to his chest, fixed the collar then ran his fingers through his hair, noticing her eyes still on him by checking on the mirror, “How do I look?” 

“You look amazing.” she says, stepping closer to brush his shoulders and then fix his collar one more time, “How do I look?”

“Like a dream come true.” he says easily, her cheeks immediately turning red but a smile spread over her face. She gently pecks him in thanks, stepping back to walk out of the bathroom with him following her down the stairs. Beatrice looks around one more time as if she’s trying to find anything out of place but she just sighs with a quiet nod to herself that everything that had to be there was there. 

Rooster steps closer from behind, wrapping his arms around her waist and propping his chin on the curve of her shoulder, “Don’t be nervous.” he coos, kissing her jawline sweetly when she still looked worried, “Everyone will love what you made. Especially the boozed up cupcakes.” she chuckles weakly at his comment, leaning back against his chest with her lower lip between her teeth “You are a great hostess.”

She smiles a bit more, thankful for his encouragement and lifting a hand to gently brush his cheek, “I hope so. I really want everyone to have fun, Roos. It’s my first NYE party. I know I don’t have a lot of space but there’s the backyard if they want to go out and–” she turns to face her boyfriend, who just smiles amusedly at her rambling, “...I shouldn’t worry about that. Right?” he nods, kissing her cheek soundly before he unwraps his arms from around her waist, giving her butt a love tap while he steps back.

Beatrice follows him when he walks into the kitchen to get a glass of water, clenching her hands at her sides so she doesn’t check the fridge again, choosing to tuck them underneath her arms and lean her lower back on her sink counter, tapping her boot’s heel on the tiled floor repeatedly, the dull thudding of the rubber sole giving her a bit of the distraction.

Rooster lowers the glass once he quenches his thirst, mirroring her position by pressing his lower back against the counter as well, then placing a huge hand on her thigh to stop her anxious leg, “Babe.” she sighs, nodding because she knew what he was going to say, just placing her temple on the curve of his shoulder and inhaling the delicious scent of his cologne.

“I know, I’m still overthinking.” she mutters, playing with her thumb ring out of habit, “I need to calm down.” she straightens herself, flapping her hands as if she’s trying to get rid of the nerves, then rolling her neck and shoulders and doing the breathing technique her therapist taught her. Rooster watched with a little smile, sliding his hands in his pants’ pockets as his girlfriend gave herself a pep talk only to turn around to face him, ‘Everything will be just fine.”

“It will.”

“And I don’t have to worry so much.”

“You don’t.”

She nods with finality, placing her hands on her hips since she’s proud of her little accomplishment with a little smile on her face, “Yeah,I don’t.” she then goes back to lean next to him against the counter, looking at the golden and silver garlands he helped her glue to the wall since she was too short to reach that high.

They stay there staring at the decorations in silence, Beatrice’s mind going from worrying about the party to thinking that she’d end this year with a boyfriend who loved her so much and wanted to move in with her. Not only that but she made a ton of new friends, reconnected with her friends from college and managed to work through some of her demons in the process.

She didn’t know what the next year had planned for the two of them, but she knew she was ready for whatever would be thrown their way.

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“It’s the Piña Colada song?” Carmen asks as Eliza gives her a wide eyed disbelieved stare and waves her hands negatively, repositioning herself and then gesturing even harder with her arms, “...that looks like a jar of something Liz.” 

Everyone arrived pretty much on time, Beatrice had a huge smile when she saw Evelyn and Jake coming together, one her friend tried to ignore even if her own smile couldn’t be helped. Between chatting and having snacks, they started suggesting some games and activities to pass the time. The ‘guess the song’ was suggested by Jennifer who said they used to do that back in college, so they all wrote song names on strips of paper, tossed them in a bowl and then someone would grab it and have to mimic the whole gang.

Some people chose to stay on the couch, others were sitting on the floor trying so hard to figure out what song it was. Rooster was sitting on the edge of the couch, drinking a beer as Beatrice stood nearby, watching the whole commotion from behind the couch and close to the kitchen, thinking if they needed anything she could go there, “Hey.” She looks down when she sees Rooster’s head leaning towards her, then his arm gesturing to her closer, “C’mere.”

She smiles softly but does approach him, grabbing his hand and laughing when he adjusts himself so she sits on his lap, her legs hovering above the floor as she watches their friends play together. Rooster pressed a kiss to the top of her head, “Listen Miss Hostess, I know you want to do a good job but you can’t stay looming around waiting for someone to need your help.” he chuckles, holding her with one arm as they watch Eliza get more and more desperate because no one is figuring out, “It’s your party, baby. Everyone is here to enjoy it and that includes you.”

“I know.” she says while playing with the buttons on his shirt, “You are right, I should just relax and let things go.” he hums positively, pulling her closer to himself. Payback finally finds out it was actually the Stupid Cupid song, much for everyone’s dismay and suprise, with Shells being vocal about ‘how the fuck was that a cupid??’ Beatrice and Bradley don’t join the game, not this one at least, preferring to watch their friends have fun.

Plus, it was really sweet to see them all having a good time together. Beatrice also tries to relax and not worry if someone needs anything, especially since she made sure to set everything on the kitchen table so they could serve themselves. Everyone was mostly drinking beer, with the exception of Evelyn, Bob and Coyote who would be the designated drivers for the night.

Beatrice preferred to not drink yet, after all she wanted to enjoy the first hours of the 31st partially sober. And on Rooster's lap obviously. Her boyfriend sipped his own beer slowly, while rubbing his hand on the side of her thigh in a back and forth motion.

A few more music charades happened, then they decided to go to movies and series, which now only made the game even more intense than before. Shells’ competitive spirit went against Jake’s in a back and forth duel of absolute no words, both blondes deciding either of them would be the winner in that and everytime Shells won she’d just shove it on Jake’s face as if they were in middle school.

It was hilarious because soon enough it was a back and forth between them more than a group activity and Evelyn remained neutral for both. Beatrice chuckled quietly, only looking away when she slid out of Rooster’s lap - with some difficulty since he didn’t want to let her go - to go into the kitchen to get something for herself. She disappears inside her small kitchen for a few seconds, hearing the constant chatter and laughing coming from her living room with a smile on her face.

What a weird year, in a good way, this was. She moved out of her parents home, got a place for herself, is currently dating her crush and would move in with him as soon as possible. Her smile widened even more, bringing the glass of sparkly lemonade to her lips with her eyes closing, thanking whatever deity made it possible for this whole thing to happen. She returns to the living room to find that now they were no longer playing charades and that Shells and Jake were on timeout for being too intense.

And that was when Evelyn brought up something “We should play DnD.” she says with a smile that makes everyone turn to look at her. Fanboy’s eyes lit up, immediately saying yes while everyone was uneasy since they never played it but the young pilot let everyone know it’d be really fun. Evelyn, somehow, managed to pull character sheets from inside her jacket and she handed one for everyone, “Thankfully I always have those handy.” Beatrice was thankful that Evelyn suggested that as an activity weeks ago, thinking that it’d definitely be fun.

“And of course, I have yours.” she handed all the girls their own character sheets, even Shells’ who got hers with a frown on her face. Beatrice sits down next to Rooster when he stares at the piece of paper, furrowing his eyebrows as he reads everything.

“You need help?” he chuckles but nods, so Beatrice explains everything in the character sheet, including the races he could use to create his own character. 

“What’s your character like?” 

Beatrice grins, pulling out her character sheet for him to see, where a picture was glued to the corner, ”Her name is Maeve Tallstag, a ranger with an unknown past that travels alone until she meets the Guild of None.” she gestures to the other girls, “Her only goal is to protect and isn’t afraid of dying protecting those she loves.” she finishes it with a flair of her hand, grinning down at him who still looks just a bit confused.

“..I might need some help with this.” he laughs nervously, scratching his jawline and seeing that everyone else was excitedly making their characters already.

“That’s why you got me.” she says, holding his hand and sitting next to him on the couch after grabbing a pen, “Let’s make some stuff up.”

It takes a few minutes but all of them have their character sheets complete, Evelyn is still the DM and she brings out the dice she had - while using an app on her phone if they needed more help. It was obvious the pilots, with the exception of Fanboy, had never played Dungeons and Dragons, but they were all very excited to. They surrounded Beatrice’s coffee table the best they could, they had no figures to use but that didn’t mean they couldn’t make it up.

It’d be an easy campaign so everyone could figure out what to do. Beatrice was actually really proud of Rooster’s character: a dragonborn paladin with lawful neutral tendencies that was currently on the hunt for an unknown killer and would join the Guild of None in hopes they’d help him. Evelyn clapped her hands once, “Our adventurers have met in the most unseemly circumstances.” she narrates, her voice carrying a weight of fantasy that embedded them all in the campaign without even trying too hard.

Beatrice couldn’t help smiling seeing everyone get into it, Phoenix’s half elf bard arguing with Hangman’s human gladiator outside a tavern where Eliza’s gnome artificer was currently exploding from the inside was hilarious, even more when Payback’s orc monk’s meditation was interrupted by the constant arguing.

She never thought they’d get so into it, especially Rooster who got the hang of the whole thing quite quickly, loving that he could be someone else completely when playing. They went on it for a while, honestly Beatrice only broke away from the campaign to bring everyone’s snacks and chuckling to herself every time any of them managed to get a good dice roll.

Shells’ dwarf sorcerer somehow almost died twice, Fanboy’s orc swashbuckler seduced the main dragon lords of a dungeon and Carmen’s blind Goliath sorcerer set half of a castle on fire. So it was going really well! This wasn’t a serious campaign, it was just a fun time with friends who were enjoying the last day of the year together.

Beatrice couldn’t be more thankful, never she thought they’d spend the 31st of December playing DnD while drinking beer and eating boozed up cupcakes. It was so fun, honestly it was the best fun she had in a while. She felt she accomplished so much in these past months, there’s still a lot to be done but she couldn’t deny and say she didn’t do a good job. 

Besides, having someone like Bradley as her biggest supporter was definitely helping. 

Soon enough the campaign was no longer making sense, everyone chose to have more fun than to follow the rules and it became a chaotic mess of storylines that somehow made sense. They were talking and laughing so much they couldn’t hear the subtle popping of fireworks in the distance, only noticing something was going on when Jolene hurried to her little burrowing under the stairs, nuzzling her sock monkey.

The colorful lights of the fireworks were shining through the windows and they could hear other people welcoming the New Year in the distance. Bradley rose to his feet after Beatrice did, rushing to the fridge to grab the bottle of champagne while she grabbed the glasses. She handed each one of them a glass as her boyfriend rushed to the double doors with his arms aimed to the outside, jutting his thumbs underneath the cork, biting his lip as it slowly,slowly slid upwards until it popped loudly.

She was smiling so wide at everyone cheering and having a good time, and possibly getting just a bit drunk already, but she was so happy. Everything was going great, the fireworks were thankfully not as noisy as she thought they’d be but Jolene was still inside her little burrow - except now she was peacefully asleep - , her friends still wanted to continue the games but this time they chose they could play cards which was fine, they all had fun playing dnd after all.

“Does anyone here know how to play poker?” Payback asks while flipping the cards in his hands, “Because I do, and as you know I am very good at it.”

“Just no high bets please,” Fanboy groans, “My bank account is still sore from last time.”

“No promises.” They return to sit on her coffee table and Beatrice blinks confusedly, leaning closer to Rooster as they all take their places.

“I never played poker before,” she tells her boyfriend in a quiet whisper and he smiles down at her, placing one of his large hands on the bare expanse of her thigh comfortingly.

“Don’t worry, gorgeous.” he whispers back, kissing her cheek, “That’s why you got me.” and he finishes with a little wink that makes the butterflies inside of her heart flutter wildly once more. Her nonna said before that she always got butterflies whenever her nonno did anything for her and now Beatrice understood what that meant. He made sure to explain everything to her, all the while sitting close enough so their thighs would touch as he showed her what each card did.

After a short, but very thorough explanation of what poker was all about, both her and Rooster joined in the circle, Phoenix decided not to join and said that Halo would play for her since she was going to make a call. No one said anything, but Beatrice had a very sharp feeling that she was going to call Umberto and wish him a happy New Year as well. Beatrice got her cards, holding them close to her face so no one would see besides her and Rooster, even turning to look at her boyfriend to check if it was a good hand.

He moved his head diminutively, but adjusted himself to a better sitting position so no one would see the movement. The ‘chips’ used were actually some of the wheat crackers they were chewing earlier that night with the charcuterie board. Beatrice only watched as everyone seemed to go silent after a while, still holding her cards up because if she had a good hand no one would be able to see it.

She was a bit hesitant during the first seconds, even with Rooster’s encouragement, about doing anything. She had some of the thin biscuits as a bet, one on top of the other like a pile of actual poker chips but she just avoided betting for a while. When she finally did, it was blurted out and unplanned, shocking even Rooster who laughed softly by her side, but didn’t stop her from doing so. Like the DnD campaign, it was all in good fun and she shouldn’t worry if she did something wrong.

What Beatrice didn’t figure out however, because Bradley chose to leave that information out, was that she somehow got herself a royal flush after a few seconds of playing. Only watching from the side as the others gave up, one by one, leaving Payback and Beatrice as the last ones, “So, Bea, what do you have? Because I have,” he spread the cards on the table like a fan, “A full house.”

“Oh, um…” she looks back at her cards, then places it on the table just like he did, “I have these. It’s a…” she turns to Rooster to check, “A royal flush?” The table goes immediately silent, with Coyote wheezing out a laugh so hard he had to excuse himself before he peed his pants. Payback’s eyes were so wide, he was shocked, even leaning over the table to check the cards himself before he flops back down absolutely appalled. 

Beatrice just blinks back at Rooster, who has the proudest smile on his face, “Congratulations angel, you won your very first poker round.” she gasps in surprise, covering her mouth with both hands and then looking back at Payback with an apologetic look, “No,no, don’t apologize to him, he always wins. It's nice to see him get humbled.”

“Beginner’s luck I guess.” she chuckles sweetly, bringing her ‘winnings’ over to her side. But that doesn’t stop them from continuing, now that Bea got the hang of it, she felt like playing a bit more with everyone else. Then poker turned into Cards Against Humanity, then to a very drunk game of ‘rock paper scissors water fire earth master of air’ with half of them not even knowing what was even going on anymore.

By the time they decided to leave it was nearing four in the morning and Evelyn was partially carrying Jake while Coyote carried both Fanboy and Phoenix and Bob carrying Shells’ last, Payback and Halo were the least drunk of them all. “Thanks for the night Bumblebeaaaaa!!!” Shells shouts, earning a hard ‘ssh!” from Evelyn, “Ah, fuck off it’s the New Year!! I can SHOUT!”

“Sugarplum, you don’t have to be so loud.”

“But you like when I’m loud, sweetie pie.” Beatrice could only watch everyone almost fall into a deep sleep once inside the cars, with Fanboy’s head hitting the glass on the passenger seat, his lip dragging upwards as he snored loud enough that they could hear. Both her and Rooster waved everyone goodbye, with the brunette shouting for them to drive safely.

She was a bit buzzed, she couldn’t lie, champagne and beer does that to you. Her cheeks were flushed a pinkish red and she hummed while leaning against Rooster’s chest, “That was…” she was slurring just a bit too, “Really fun.” the pilot behind her smirked, wrapping his arms around her waist, “‘Cause everyone had fun.”

“We all did, gorgeous.” even Bradley’s high alcohol tolerance couldn’t prevent him from dragging his own words a bit, his shirt was partially open because he felt warm by the time everyone was going home. He watches Beatrice lock the door with some difficulty, letting out a shout of triumph when she does, tossing her hands up in the air and almost losing her balance only for him to grab her before she falls. Both of them laugh drunkenly, the brunette running a hand up her hair to comb back the wild tresses.

“Best!! New Years! Ever!” she pauses, “I don’t wanna clean everything now– is Jolene okay?” her drunken ramblings were just as cute as her sober ones, slowly making her way to check her dog who was still sleeping peacefully, “She’s asleep so,ssshh!” Beatrice giggles quietly, her unfocused eyes turning to a flushed face Rooster, “You look very red, sir.”

Bradley was too drunk to be turned on by the honorific she just tossed his way, “I’m drunk.” he laughs, “I think I drank…four- no, five glasses of champagne.” add that to a random amount of beer and it definitely made him more buzzed than normal. But he didn’t mind.

“...you know, I’m going to tell you something I think we’ll both be too drunk to remember tomorrow.” she says, wobbling her index finger in his direction, “I think you are the sexiest man alive and you could literally be covered in fuckin’...” she doesn’t finish her sentence, she just moves her hand around him to prove a point, “You know? And I sometimes wanna lick your abs, you could grate parmesan cheese on there. How are you so handsome?”

Bradley just laughs quietly, “Babe, I can’t even come out with a reasonable response. We’re not even sober enough to hold this conversation.” following her wobbly steps towards her staircase, hovering a hand on her back in case she leaned too far and lost her balance, but both of them made up to the loft area in one piece.

“Yeah…right…” she blinked her eyes at him again, pupils blown wide. “You know, my nonna used to say something every time we got to a new year.” she falls down on her bed with a quiet ‘oof’, trying to toe out her boots and yet forgetting they are tied up, so she grumbles out in annoyance, pulling the strings with more force than necessary and finally kicking them off her feet to expose her Xenomorph socks “Um…I…I think it was ummm… amici e vini sono meglio vecchi. Old wine and friends improve with age.”

Rooster sits down next to her on the bed, kicking his shoes off way easier than she did, “We didn’t drink wine though. Does champagne count?”

“I think so!” she smiles, then drops her head to his shoulder, her hand patting around to find his so they could interlace their fingers, “Roos…thank you for making my months so much better. I’m really thankful for you.” he smiles back, leaning his face down so his lips touched her scalp, kissing the lavender scented hair.

“I am thankful for you too, Bea.” she tilts her head back to look up at him, cheeks hurting from smiling so much, “I love you.”

“I love you too.” she pecks his lips gently, then leans back to look at him, “It’s a shame we are both so drunk, you look really nice right now.” she makes a point of dragging her eyes down the expanse of his chest that was no longer being covered by the shirt “But I’m also seeing two of you.”

“Hah, yeah, I’m on the same boat.” he checks his watch with his eyes squinted, “And it’s almost five in the morning, we better sleep.”

“Right.”

“Right.”

They immediately blacked out after that, still wearing their clothes but holding each other on the bed.

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[theghostpinesmusic]

Ha! I was going to write about my Thoughts and Feelings whilst on the road and instead I just did Midwestern self-abnegation stuff and didn't talk about my emotions with anyone! And now here I am over a month later just writing about Phish again! I sure fooled you! I "win"!

Passive-aggressive, multidirectional cries for help aside, this jam is a weird one to cover, but it's the only one available on the official channel from the 8/2/23 show, so I'm going for it.

8/2 was a bit of a weird show in the broader context of this seven-show MSG run I've been covering in the sense that it was the first (and ended up being the only) show of the run that didn't completely blow me away. Four incredible New Year's run shows and four mind-boggling summer MSG shows drug me back to listening to Phish regularly (and convinced me to buy tickets for Denver this September without really having a plan to get there) and then there is this show, which is a show I would have been thrilled to see in person, but that lacks a certain...something that the previous eight shows all had. More flow and less jam in this one, methinks. Which isn't necessarily a bad thing, and it's certainly not a bad show, but I'd put it on a slightly lower tier than the previous four if I was someone who "objectively" rated shows.

But I'm not, right? RIGHT?!

Anyway, I would have gone with "Blaze On" or "Carini" as the highlight of this show, but instead we've got a "Jam" -> "Meatstick" -> "It's Ice" sequence, where the "Jam" is technically out of a cover of the Apples In Stereo song "Energy," and "Meatstick" and "It's Ice" are neither of them jam vehicles, per se.

It's worth mentioning (and not to undersell this jam) that while they may have cut the "Energy" cover proper from this video to keep from having to worry about copyright and such, it was also a pretty roughly rendition of the tune, and the following jam was a fairly aimless for a bit before picking up speed en route to the segue to "Meatstick." So, with that all said, the video starts somewhere mid-jam...

...with Fishman playing a backbeat and Page leading the way over it on piano. Almost immediately, Trey and Page start playing off of each other, leading to a more cooperative jam that sounds pretty straightforward unless you listen to Mike, who is just going absolutely insane by himself over in the corner. He eventually steals the spotlight to the point where Trey and Page are both borrowing riffs from him, which is great.

Around 1:55, Trey switches to a more robotic tone and the jam coalesces around this descending riff that he, Page, and Mike each take turns playing and improvising around at various points. This bit of the jam is definitely less about any particular band member blasting off and more about interplay. At 3:20, Mike introduces a bit of tension into the proceedings, but we come out pretty quickly on the other side still in more or less the same sonic space.

Trey pushes out in front a bit at 4:05, which moves the jam into a more standard rock-and-roll direction, though Fish and Mike keep things interesting and a little dissonant. Then there's this great mind-melded drop into a bluesy breakdown that happens around 5:05...like, how do these guys all know how to do this at the same time?! Phish magic, I guess.

I'm not sure if it's the mix through my headphones or what, but Mike continues to DOMINATE this section. The lights kick in in an especially trippy way next, as Trey continues a sort of bluesy build/jam that reminds me a bit of "46 Days."

At 6:54, Fishman finally switches over to a more unambiguously driving beat, and we're off for a bit on a straight (and great) blues vamp. This is making me reconsider my first take on this jam as being "fairly aimless." I mean, it's certainly not the weirdest or the most experimental jam in Phish history, but it's definitely got a swing to it.

The band smoothly switches tacks at 8:45 again here, to something funkier and spacier sounding, though Fish keeps driving with the drums in the background. Trey falls back to some chording, which allows Mike and Page (on the clav) to shine a bit more. Page, in particular, starts coaxing weirder and weirder tones out of his rig, and as much as I'd love for the jam that's happening at 9:35 to just keep going forever, he starts up the (knowledgeable fans insert the name of the correct synth here) that is irrevocably linked to one and only one song in the Phish canon: "Meatstick." And so, instead of more jam we get an excellent, clever segue into one of the weirdest songs Phish plays.

Meatstick starts at 10:05 or so, and continues until 14:25. Yes, the band is singing in Japanese during the second half of the song. And there's a choreographed dance. Obviously. Try to keep up!

At 14:25, Trey plays a little reprise of the song's melody for a minute, but the band pretty quickly and smoothly moves into another improvisatory space by 15:05. There's a darker, funkier tinge to this jam, and it almost feels like a continuation of where they were headed right before the segue into "Meatstick." Trey's lower-octave effects/playing here is something, if you like Evil Robot Funk (which I very much do, as you likely know by now). I love the build in crowd noise that happens about 16:15. It might well have been something specific happening off-camera that set the crowd off, but also sometimes thousands of people will all start cheering at once at a Phish show because we all experience the same wave of collective effervescence at the same time. So maybe it was that.

Trey keeps leading this new jam with variations on a particular riff until 17:45, when eagle-eared listeners will hear him start to play a variation on the opening riff from "It's Ice." That's where we're going, but the band is going to take an extremely smooth and well-executed segue to get there. How they end up at the beginning of the song proper at 18:32 is beyond me, but it's one of my favorite transitions I've heard in a long time.

"It's Ice" doesn't feature Japanese lyrics or dancing, but it's one of my favorite Phish songs from a composition standpoint. For any uninitiated who still read these screeds (thank you!), everything from 18:32 until XX is the composed portion of the song. There's a break, then, that the band will sometimes improvise at length within and sometime will...not.

In this case, they jam briefly, starting at 24:00. It's a return to the Robo-Funk of earlier, with Trey and Page riffing off of each other while Mike and Fish lay down a jazzy foundation. This section reminds me of a jauntier Pink Floyd, and features a few "Frankenstein" teases from Trey. It's short but sweet, dropping back into the song proper at 25:45.

From here, "It's Ice" wraps up, and that's it! Like I said at the top, sort of a weird one compared to most of the jams I've written about lately, but there are a few noteworthy bits of improvisation in there, and nobody does transitions like these but Phish. So, a memorable segment from 8/2 even if there's no "monster jam" in there.

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[wqbytop150]

WQBY

Top 100 for the week ending June 11. 2023

Pwbr Blu----Kx5 f/ Brother -3

Where You Are---John Summit f/ Hayla -1

Sweet Goodbye---Robin Schulz, *Svidden remix -2

Submarine---Seeb, BANNERS, SUPER-Hi -4

Borderline---Tove Lo -4

Happy---NF -16

Jacare---Sofi Tukker -14

Waterfall----Michael Schulte, R3HAB -9

Misbehave---Ship Wrek, Disco Lines -10

Feels This Good---Sigala, Mae Stephens, Caity Baser, Steflon Don -19

Seasons----Bebe Rexha, Dolly Parton -12

Rhyme Dust----MK & Dom Dolla -7

Pearls----Jessie Ware -6

Crying On The Dancefloor---Sam Feldt, Jonas Blue, Endless Summer, Violet Days -8

The Way---Manchester Orchestra -24

High Heels - Party Down Under----Flo Rida, Walker Hayes, *Sam Feldt remix -13

Waffle House---The Jonas Brothers -18

Sparks----MEDUZA, DEL-30, Mali-Koa -17

If We Ever Broke Up---Mae Stephens -11

One Time---Alan Walker -20

Take Me Home---VAVO, Clara Mae -31

Upside Down---MEDUZA, Poppy Baskcomb -23

Gone (Da da Da)---Imanbek, Jay Sean -25

Stereo---SUM SUN, Sly Chance -22

Here We Go Again---Oliver Tree, David Guetta -15

I Feel Love---Freya Ridings -61

Chemical---Post Malone -26

Part Of Me---Cian Ducrot -28

Reborn---SIDEPIECE, *Kyle Walker remix -27

Sweat---ESSEL -84

Just The Kinda Feeling----Yotto, Lost Boy -21

Hungry Heart----Steve Aoki, Galantis, Hayley Kiyoko -32

Something's Coming---Cheat Codes, Lady A -29

Good Time---The Dare -33

Church Outfit---Poppy -34

Heaven---Niall Horan -35

Left & Right---Ownboss, FAST BOY -46

No One Dies From Love---Tove Lo -30

So Many Ways To Get Downtown -- Proxima Parada -36

Begin Again---Jessie Ware -40

<>Hey Little Mama---Margan Evans -(re entry)

Dancing All Alone---Morgan Page, TELYKAST -44

<>Hooked---Sam Short -(re entry)

Everything You Have Done---GENESI, *MEDUZA remix/cut

River---Mylie Cyrus -37

<>This Is What Losing Someone Feels Like---JVKE -(re entry)

Dancing In The Courthouse---Dominic Fike -47

Bright Lights----Kx5 f/ AR/CO -39

Back To You---Bob Moses, Amtrac -41

Say Say Say---Kygo, Michael Jackson, Paul McCartney -42

Anyway---Cash Cash, RuthAnne -54

Run A Red Light---Everything But The Girl -99

<>Broken---Isak Danielson, Lost Frequencies -(re entry)

<>Too Many Things---The Linda Lindas -(re entry)

<>Don't Give Up--Zoe Wees (re entry)

<>Change---LAUREL -(re entry)

<>Sleepwalking---Matt Sassari, Goodboys -(re entry)

Psychos---Jenny Lewis -48

It's Euphoric---Georgia -49

Mrs Hollywood---Go Jo -50

Rain On My Mind---Diplo, Paul Cauthen, Sierra Ferrell -62

Revelations---ZHU, Devault, BabyJake -63

Stars---PNAU, Bebe Rexha, Ozuna -66

Voodoo---Gorgan City -68

Dance Around It---Joel Corry, Caity Baser -69

Die For A Night---A R I Z O N A -70

No Sleep---Regard, Ella Henderson -58

Don't Call Me---Slushi, Leah Kate -71

End Of Time---Zara Larson -75

Blood & Sugar---Boys Likes Girls -76

Dressed For A Funeral----Groupthink, Sunday Scaries -77

Won't Forget These Days---Fury In The Slaughterhouse, VIZE -78

What A Life---Dave Aude, Jeffery Jones -79

Gangster---W&W, VINAI -81

You'll Never Walk Alone---Duncan Lawrence -82

All You Need Is Love---Nicky Romero, Jonas Blue, Nico Santos -85

I Just Wanna Know---Katerine Li -86

Back To This---Matt Sassari, Soshy -88

Bleach (Move On)---Cash Cash -88

Just Alone---Heartaahe -91

Welcome To Dinna--Francis Mercier, Black Uhuru -55

Queencard---(G)I-DLE -96

The Throne---DJ Minx -100

Himbo---Curtis Waters -56

***Killer Queen----Robin Schulz, FIL BO RIVA -(new)

***Was I Supposed To Care---Groupthink -(new)

--Sing Hallelujah---Dr Alban (re-current)

<>The One----INJI -(re entry)

<>Puppet On A String---Abe Parker (re entry)

--I'm Not Dead Yet----Mike Posner (re current)

You Were Right---ILLENIUM, Wooli, Grabbitz -67

<>Deju Vu---Abraham Alexander f/ Mavis Staples -(re entry)

***A Year Ago---James Arthur -(new)

Baby Again...----Fred Again..., Skrillex, Four Tet -(re entry)

***Lungs Burn---Little Image -(new)

***Back Around----Tiesto, AR/CO -(new)

***Lipstick Lover---Janelle Monae -(new)

Dancing's Done---Ava Max -43

I Wrote A Song---Mae Muller -45

On & On---Armin Van Buuren -51

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