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bizarre-blorbo-bracket · 5 months

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Round 4 poll 2: PC from from the 2000s Get a Mac commercials vs Davis (Juror 8) from Twelve Angry Men

Propaganda:

PC:

He’s basically just a personification of a Windows PC, like he refers to himself as a computer and acts like a computer but he’s really Just Some Guy. And he’s from a series of tv commercials that don’t air anymore so literally no one talks about him but me. But he’s so squinkly binkly and i wanna waggle him around like a mii :] I also kinda kin him lol

Davis (Juror 8) (these are all from the single submitter)

a quick lil list babes, and I apologise for all of this in advance:

He's from the fucking film 12 angry men. like, aside from letterbox bootlickers and middle school hass students NO ONE has watched this film let alone care about it, it was made in 1957, is shot almost exclusively in one room and the entire film is just middle aged white men yelling at each other over whether some not white poor kid should be sent to the electric chair. what the fuck.

Henry Fonda, the actor, was 52 years old at the time of filming

Henry Fonda is the father of Jane Fonda, the woman who would revolutionise the 80's with her home workouts and her blindingly neon leg warmers.

His name wasn't revealed until the very end of the film and even then it's just "Davis."

I could honestly give him a lil smooch

He's absolutely not girlypop but he's the ally-iest ally who's ever allied

He's categorised as a "Benevolent Leader" on the Heroes Wiki

instead of the overwhelming urge for me to coddle him like most all other blorbos, i would appreciate it switched

I have a photo of him inside my saxophone case and sometimes i forget he's in there, then he creeps into my saxophone bell and when I play it he shoots out like a ballistic missile

Dude, on ao3 there's more fanfiction about the real life 80's British punk band The Clash than the entire film of 12 angry men, let alone Davis (80 fics come up under the clash, while 10 come up for 12 angry men)

I have a counter, and I've watched 12 Angry men a total of 145 times. The figure is up on my wall in tallies. whenever the number goes up, I like to watch it in 5's so then I can put another full group of tallies on my wall.

I have incredibly detailed stories about how Davis would boogie down to ringo starr's solo career, and they're written within the margins of a book called Tobruk written by Peter Fitzsimons. The only reason I reread that book is to wonder at my elaborate works of fiction

My HASS teacher was the one to introduce me to 12 Angry Men as he played it for the entire class. He gave us a set of questions to complete on the film and a few Law based questions as a little treat, and he expected it to be handed in the next day. What he didn't expect was an 11 page monster of a response that included social commentary, 4 paragraphs dissecting the character of Davis alone, deeply discussed comparisons between the landscapes of politics and law in the 50's to the present, and basically an entire point-for-point summarisation of the film, completed with obscure quotes from Truman, Eisenhower, Nixon and Presley (Elvis). He presented the printed masterpiece in front of the entire class to shame me.

After class he explained how his favourite Juror would either be 6 or 5, because 6 seems like a big dumb teddybear and he just liked 5. I explained how I liked Davis because he didn't want to send a kid to die, then he told me how Davis would make a good cowboy (at this point in time I was unaware of Henry Fonda's role in Once Upon A Time in The West) and I proceeded to go home and write a 3 part orchestral composition that I could pretend would play as the soundtrack to Juror 8: A Cowboy's Tale or something like that

I had started to make an animation meme starring Davis but only gave up when photoshop literally deleted itself from my laptop

I didn't even hear that Juror 8's name was Davis when I first watched it in class, somehow I only heard it on my 6th rewatch but when I did I literally got so excited I literally got winded and cried a little bit, I had to take a panadol because I got so lightheaded

I have learned the musical motif that plays throughout the film on saxophone, clarinet, recorder, guitar, bass, ukulele, piano and trumpet

I have visions of him

One of Davis' 3 children HAS to be gay and nothing can convince me otherwise

honest to god I'd be a home wrecker if it came to him

I quote not only Davis but the film a lot, and sometimes in the dead silence of all my friends I go on about how the old man couldn't have possibly made it to the door in such a short amount of time to see the kid running down the stairs (because the old man has a limp, and Davis proved it my limping around the room, which I have to say was incredibly attractive of him)

He's literally an architect

I once had a dream where Davis was in my bass guitar case when I opened it, and i literally just picked him up and started picking him like a bass guitar until I tried to play a full chord and he bit the hand that was meant to be on the fretboard. I dropped him and he fell on his ass, and when I said "what the hell dude what was that for" he said bass chords are lowkey ugly to listen to, and since then i don't like playing bass chords because now they're lowkey ugly to listen to. before this ordeal, i enjoyed them, but alas

i once got my romantic partner to write me a davis x reader fanfiction as a birthday present

my parents believe that Davis is my first celebrity crush, and while they're actually wrong it's still actually so embarrassing they believe that because OH MY GOD it's literally JUROR 8 FROM 12 ANGRY MEN

I've attempted slam poetry about him

I've eaten a paper printed full a4 size photo of his hand

I would also not mind him to be literally my father, but given the rest of the things I've just said about him that's really weird and I recognise that

#pc #twelve angry men #juror 8 #davis #round 4 polls

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thedaughterofkings · 8 months

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Tagged by @clotpolesonly, thank you, Jess!

I went ahead and linked all of the songs and you should totally give them a listen, because they are all wonderful and amazing and I love them (and thus am totally unbiased).

T - Through the Dark (One Direction) Do yourself a favour and listen to this song it is so beautiful and I love it so much. H - Highland (Blackmore's Night) Renaissance Folk about wanting to go back to the Highlands? Sign me upppp E - Everything louder than everything else (Meatloaf) A wasted youth is better by far than a wise and productive old age - need I say more? D - Dreamer (Supertramp) Supertramp is epic and wonderful and has such prominent piano lines and I love it A - And Then There Was Silence (Blind Guardian) An almost 15 minute epic retelling the Iliad - need I say more? I especially love the Cassandra reference. U - Underdog (Imagine Dragons) I once listened to Bleeding Out for an entire day, but there is no B in my username and I do really like underdog, too, so we'll go with that! G - Give me love (Ed Sheeran) I'm not sure if it still counts as my very favourite Ed Sheeran song, but it certainly was my first favourite Ed song, and I still love it a whole lot. H - Heaven on their minds (Jesus Christ Superstar) If someone wants to pay me for putting on a one woman show of JCS - I'm ready! T - Time Stands Still (At The Iron Hill) (Blind Guardian) An operatic/symphonic metal concept album about the Silmarillion is everything I ever wanted in my life. E - End of all hope (Nightwish) If you need to get your blood pumping, I know nothing better than this song! R - Ride the Wild Wind (Queen) I had to get some Queen in here - and I couldn't make '39 fit my name so we'll go with this one O - On My Way Home (Enya) Really, anything by Enya goes! Her winter/Christmas album (And Winter Came) is an absolute staple in my winter rotation! F - From the North (Runrig) I'm hard pressed to pick any favourite Runrig song (because they are all favourites), but this one is definitely up there. K - Kopf hoch, tanzen (Herbert Grönemeyer) You are missing out, if you don't understand German, but there are a couple of English versions of his songs that he produced once upon a time! One of Germany's best beloved acts and well deserved as well in my opinion! I - If I Could Fly (One Direction) It makes me cry okay - another really beautiful one N - Nur für Dich (Wise Guys) Okay, this one is German and with this band half the fun are the lyrics (the other half are the harmonies because acapella!!), but if you understand at least a little German, I highly recommend the Wise Guys! G - Generation (Simple Plan) HEY HO, LET'S GO! S - Show me (My Fair Lady) One of my absolute favourite musicals ever!!

I feel as though I should say that I'm not as old as some of these choices make me appear

I'm always ready to yell about any of these songs/artist!!! And if you end up listening to anything because of this and liking it, pleeeease let me know!

Tagging Clara, @loverofcake and the last ten people who reblogged something from me - no pressure though!

@ihavelikenolife, @sharlaidfrey, @brap-brap-lightning-mcqueen, @writinglines, @fruitingbodyworship, @fandoms-and-i, @c00kieknight, @221b-anarion, @fangirlofrandomness, @letterschming and of course everyone else who'd like to do this!

#lessa says #lessa plays tag games #thanks jess!#I spent way too much time on this #and it was fun so thank you #happy listening everybody if you decide to!

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lun-writes · 2 years

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Jin-su (A-Z Fluff) (GN)

Jin-su x GN! reader

this has been sitting on my WIP for a few months and I decided to finish it hope y'all enjoy it! I wish the were some gifs for him😭

Warning: reference to bullying and suicide attempt but nothing deep

A/N: In case anyone forgot Jin-su is the son of Byeong-chan

Don't forget to like, reblog, or leave a comment if you enjoy it

A = Admiration (what do they absolutely adore about you?)

Jin-su loves how brave you are, whether it's standing up to Myeong-hwan's gang, calling out some teachers who are not doing anything about the bullying (which sometimes lands you in trouble with the principal) or even helping those who are being bullied.

B = Body (what is their favorite part of your body?)

He loves your eyes; he doesn't know why though he finds them really nice.

C = Cuddling (how do they like to cuddle?)

He likes laying his head in your lap; your hand in his hair.

D = Dates (what does their ideal date with you look like?)

Coming to your home or you going to his to play board games or if he feeling comfortable, might take you on a picnic.

E = Emotions (how do they express emotion around you?)

When he is around you Jin-su feels that he can be himself knowing you won't do anything to hurt him

F = Family (do they want one? If they do, when?)

Jin-su never thought about having a family; considering he tried to commit suicide and he doesn't know if he wants one or not.

G = Gifts (how do they feel about gift giving? What are their habits when it comes to this?)

Jin-su is always surprised when you give him a gift; and may get a little teary-eyed, but he will make sure to take care of it.

H = Holding Hands (when/how do they like to hold hands?)

When Jin-su gets nervous, or if he sees any of the bullies ,he will reach for your hand. He also likes holding your hand when sleeping.

I = Injury (how would they act if you got hurt?)

He'll be upset; especially if you got injured from Gwi-nam and the others.

J = Jokes (do they like to joke around with or prank you? how?)

Jin-su is bad at telling jokes but he tries.

K = Kisses (how do they like to kiss you?)

He likes to kiss you on the cheek or forehead.

L = Love (how do they show you they love you?)

Sometimes he will write little notes for you and will put them in your bag when you're not looking, making sure you are okay when he sees you and give you a small smile when you wave at him.

M = Memory (favorite memory together?)

For you, it was when you made Jin-su laugh for the first time, like a full-on belly laugh that surprised you since you'd never heard him laugh before. For Jin-su, it was when you took him to a concert to see one of his favorite bands, it was there he kiss you on the lips for the first time.

N = Nightmare (what is their worst fear?)

He has two fears; one is that the bullies will harm or blackmail you into breaking up with him. The other is that you never love him and that it was a huge game to you.

O = Oddity (what is one quirk they have?)

Jin-su tends to hum when it is too quiet.

P = Pet Names (what do they like to call you?)

He calls you dear, sweetheart, or when he needs your attention he'll call you honey.

Q = Quality Time (how do they like to spend time with you?)

Doing crosswords, helping you with anything, or not doing anything at all

R = Rhythm (what song reminds you of them?)

Good Days by SZA

S = Secrets (how open are they with you?)

He doesn't like keeping anything from you so tells you everything.

T = Time (how long did it take you to get together?)

It took at least half a year before you asked jin-su out.

U = Upset (how do they act when you’re upset?)

The poor boy would be scared at first since he had never seen you this upset before, but he will ask if you want to talk. If you, do he'll listen to what got you upset, if not, he'll sit next to you quietly, hoping his presence will help.

V = Vaunt (what are they proud of? Do they like to show you off?)

He's proud that he met someone like you; someone who he can come to when things get too much.

W = Wild Card (Random Fluff Headcanon.)

When you were sick Jin-su came over every day after school to make sure you were okay; he even surprised you with soup you taught him how to make.

X = X-Ray (how well are they able to read you?)

He is very attentive; he can tell when you are in a good or bad mood, when you just need some space, and when just feeling not at your best.

Y = Yes (how would they propose to you?)

He would propose where it is just you two so you don't feel pressured to say yes

Z = Zen (what makes them feel calm?)

Your voice has always helped him relax sometime it has lured him to sleep on nights he couldn't sleep.

#lee jin su x gn reader #aouad masterlist #aouad headcanons #lee jin su x gender neutral

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slugtranslation-hypmic · 4 years

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What're your thoughts on everyone's MC names? Or maybe your ratings out of 10?

This is going to be a roasting session because I do not have high opinions of any of them.

Buster Bros - B.B., M. B., and L. B. These all get one bullet point because they are pretty much the same thing. Therefore their score will be cut into thirds for each Bro. Unfortunately, that score is not going to be high because the creativity level on this set of names is just about negative. A lot of the MC names are based on kanji readings or other things in Japanese that I’m sure I would find incredibly clever if I didn’t understand English. Unfortunately, I do, so characters named “First Son”, “Second Son”, and “Third Son” going by “Big Brother”, “Middle Brother”, and “Little Brother” utterly fail to impress me. Rating: 1 out of 10 (1/3 out of 10 for each)

Samatoki - Mr. Hardcore Oh, he’s trying. Samatoki feels like one of those people who tries so hard to prove how badass and tough he is while I’m loudly yelling from the sideline, “You’re doing great, sweetie! Tell your little friends we have Capri Suns and fruit snacks when you’re done with your playdate!” A perfect man child. Rating: Nemu’s secondhand embarrassment out of 10

Juuto - 45 Rabbit This one feels really impersonal. The 45 is from one of the Yokohama telephone area codes (afaik) and the rabbit is from the kanji for rabbit in his name. It doesn’t tell me anything about Juuto’s personality, though. I feel like MTC probably all had animal names once upon a time before they realized that “bush warbler” (Riou) and “horse” (Samatoki) aren’t exactly the most intimidating of titles. I mean... it’s okay. Could be worse. Rating: 4 out of 10

Riou - Crazy M This one confuses the hell out of me. Why, out of the entire cast, did they give the title “crazy” to the character who most strongly resembles a grandma? I also find it bizarre that they chose to honor the “M” from his middle name, but I think the writers at Hypmic are so titillated by the concept of middle names that they don’t know how to handle them responsibly. Rating: ??? out of 10

Ramuda - Easy R I really dislike this one for no good reason, but it does imply the existence of a “Hard R” which is very useful for making infantile jokes. Rating: 69 out of 10

Gentarou - Phantom This one isn’t bad. I think it’s a bit of an odd choice in English, but I completely understand where it comes from in Japanese. I’m assuming they wanted the word 幻影 which means an illusion or a vision. It fits with his whole theme and Fling Posse’s theme as a whole, so I’ll give it to them. Rating: 8 out of 10

Dice - Dead or Alive Outside of an 80′s British pop band, I have no idea what this name is supposed to make me think of. Perhaps it’s foreshadowing for the dark turn the FP storyline takes later on...? This is another odd one. I’d like to imagine that Dice and Riou came up with their MC names together while absolutely hammered, and when their teammates went, “Really?” they were at that point too hungover to think of anything better. Rating: ??? out of 10

Jakurai - illDoc When I was first doing the job interview for my current job a few years back, I had to listen as my now-boss, a white, old, upper-middle class, absolutely disillusioned about everything old codger, called himself “the OG” to my face. “It means Old Guy,” he told me. I smiled and nodded, because I wanted money, and in the meantime I wondered who the fuck called him an “original gangster” and then never properly explained what it meant. This is the exact same way I feel about this name, but Jakurai doesn’t pay me, so I can say whatever the hell I want about his tenuous grasp of slang. Rating: God no out of 10

Hifumi - GIGOLO Appropriately for Hifumi, I am of two minds about this. On the one hand, I hate it. On the other hand, Hifumi’s name is written as “1 2 3″ in kanji, and “jigoro” is pronounced as “4 5 6″, so that is very clever. Rating: 7 out of 8

Doppo - DOPPO I hate this one so much. I seriously wonder if this is a leftover relic from very early planning sessions where Gentarou was a part of Matenrou or something. (I say this because “Doppo” would be fine for an author character, as many classical authors are referred to by their given names. But it makes no sense for an office worker.) I have no idea what the point of this is. He didn’t even try. I headcanon that Hifumi wrote it down on their DRB entry forms as “Doppo-chin”, Doppo saw it last minute, and barely had the time to change it or come up with anything better. Rating: 0 out of 10

Sasara - Tragic Comedy This is a nice little reference to Sasara’s backstory and his inner monologue. It’s cute, if a little ham-fisted. Rating: 7 out of 10

Roshou - Wisdom Ugggggh. This is the most math teacher thing I have ever heard. I can imagine no less than three of my coworkers trying to choose some variation of this name if we were tasked to give ourselves MC names. He lives on teacher Facebook. I just know it. Rating: C- out of 10

Rei - Mastermind I think this is too on-the-nose to be clever, but I do really like the in-universe implications of him very casually calling himself that in public. Just throwing out to the world that he can make Chuuouku do whatever he wants. That’s a power move, and I respect that. Rating: 9 out of 10

Kuukou - Evil Monk Like Gentarou’s, I can tell what they were going for, but they kind of missed the mark in English. Kuukou is sometimes called a “bad monk”, but I think that’s more because he’s bad at being a monk in some respects (like not swearing every five minutes). It’s appropriately stupid for him, though, and I love it. Rating: 10 out of 10

Juushi - 14th Moon Someone really likes the number 14, huh. Rating: 14 out of 100

Hitoya - Heaven & Hell This is literally his name. He stuck an “and” between his surname and his given name and called it a day. Are you kidding me? I know lawyers are too busy to waste a lot of time on shit, but come on. You did not even try. This is so lazy it doesn’t even deserve a rating.

#not a translation #asks

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pay-with-your-kinks · 4 years

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Punishment

Summary: Felix was always good. He’d never once disobeyed or tried to go against you. One day, however, the boy decided that he wanted to know what it felt like to be punished.

Warnings/Kink List: femdom, pegging, restraints, slight pet-play, brat-taming, degradation, praise, orgasm denial, over-stimulation, mommy kink, spanking, fingering (male-receiving) and ofc aftercare

Word count: 3k

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Felix furrowed his eyebrows, bringing his hand up to push his hair back as he stuck out his bottom lip in a pout. For the past week, Felix had been trying to make you angry- or at least agitated! The usually obedient boy had been breaking every rule he could, but all you’d do is smile, kiss his forehead and tell him to be more careful.

“Seriously...” He muttered, leaning forward and resting his chin in his hand

He closed his eyes and started thinking. There’s no way you hadn’t noticed that just this week, he’d been purposely breaking rules, so maybe he just needed to do something to tip you off.

“Ah...” Felix’s lips parted, his eyes quickly reopened and his head perked up from his chin

The first rules you told him.

Those first rules you told the boy had been so deeply set into him that he didn’t even remember they were rules. He licked his lips and brought his hand down to pull at the fingers of the other. He could touch himself, that was an easy one, and he knew you’d be home soon.

Felix shook his head slightly before quickly standing up, and as steadily as he could, he made his way over to the bedroom, trying to think the situation through.

Before he knew it, he was in the bedroom, excitement beginning to bubble up in the bottom of his stomach.

“Okay okay,” He whispered to himself, beginning to take off his clothes

When he went to unzip his pants, he paused, suddenly feeling a wave of embarrassment. It just...felt wrong...

Felix shook his head and willed himself to keep stripping, and in a blur he was naked. He hesitantly climbed onto the bed and grabbed the bottle of lube placed on the bedside table, squirting some onto his hand and reaching for himself. He managed to wrap his hand around his length, but didn’t start pumping.

He bit his lip, uncertainly clenching and un-clenching his fist. Did he really want to do this?

The boy didn’t have time to decide, because just as he’d though it, he heard the front door open and close.

“Baby?” You called, and Felix didn’t reply

Felix felt his face getting increasingly hotter as he listened to your footsteps approaching the room, and before he knew it, you were standing in the doorway.

You blinked, looking around at what was the boy was doing. There was a long moment of silence before you started laughing- but it wasn’t an amused laugh. Felix burned red and he immediately hid his hand, that was previously placed on his cock, behind his back

“You haven’t started yet, have you baby?” You asked walking towards him “What’s wrong? Too scared to make mommy mad?”

“N-no,” He stuttered “I-I mean! I didn’t think you’d be home so soon I-”

“Shut up,” You growled, suddenly hostile, and Felix’s eyes widened “This entire week has just been you trying to make me mad so I’d punish you, hm?”

If possible, Felix became even more red.

“You’re so easy to read, baby,” You said, crawling on top of him and placing two of your fingers under his chin, making him look at you “You don’t really want me to punish you, you’re just curious,”

If you were being honest with yourself, you’d been looking for a reason to punish Felix ever since you laid eyes on him, but he was just such a good, obedient boy, you knew he didn’t deserve it, so you’d just been letting it build up.

“Mommy,” Felix whimpered “I- I do though! Please fuck me until I’m crying and begging you to stop,”

“You’re so fragile,” You tilted your head, running your hands up and down his arms “But you’ve also been a little fucking slut this week,”

Felix’s breath hitched, and he felt tears in his eyes.

“See? You’re already crying just from a bit of name-calling. So why don’t you be a good boy and apologise now before I really get mad?”

He gulped, and hesitated, only now noticing how he was absolutely throbbing

“N-no,”

“Your safe word,” You sneered

“S-safe word?!” Felix squeaked- he’d never needed a safe word before; he’s never had to ask you to stop

“Get on your knees and apologise, or make up a safe-word,”

“R-red?” he said, making it more a question than an answer

“Good,” You said standing up and walking to the closet, sliding out a box and immediately pulling out your largest strap on- you’d never used it on Felix

His breath hitched as you threw it on the bed in front of him and continued on to pull out rope, a collar and a tail butt-plug

“Wh-what about the head band?” He asked, referring to the cat-ear head band he was so used to wearing

“That’ll just lead you into false security,” You stated, sliding the box back inside, closing the closet and turning to him

“What do you mean-”

“You associate that head band with kisses and me being soft,” You said, a hint of amusement in your voice “But that’s not what’s gonna be happening today,”

Felix whined slightly, and you glared at him, immediately shutting him up.

“If you know what’s good for you,” You said, sitting down on the side of the bed “You’ll hurry the fuck up and put on the collar and plug and climb onto my lap like a good little toy,”

Felix scrambled to do as instructed, and lubed up the butt plug, sticking it inside himself. Although very scared, he was unbelievably turned on. The boy was about to sit on your lap, but you rolled your eyes and grabbed him, draping the boy over you instead. His eyes widened as he realised you were about to spank him. Before Felix could even ready himself, he felt a harsh slap against his ass, and he whined.

“Did that hurt, baby?” You asked

Felix opened his mouth to answer, but before he could, you did it again, and he jumped, whining again.

“slut,” You growled, and he whimpered, squeezing his eyes shut and bracing himself for the next spank

You spanked the boy until his ass was practically glowing red, and you could feel his hard cock leaking pre-cum down your thigh.

“Getting so wet just from being spanked, huh?” You asked harshly, and he didn’t reply, just continued softly whimpering and breathing heavily “Are you gonna cum just from this, hm?”

“Mommy s-stop,” Felix whimpered, and you instinctively paused, but you shook your head, remembering he had a safe-word now

“Why? It too much for mommy’s little baby boy, huh?” You asked, voice harsh “You want mommy to kiss you and fuck you nicely instead?”

Felix nodded, and you scoffed.

“I told you it was too much for your little bitch ass,” You growled, and spanked the boy again

Felix whined loudly, and you clicked your tongue.

“Off,” You ordered, and Felix complied, going back to the bed and sitting up straight against the bed frame “Do you really want mommy to keep going?”

Felix paused, and then nodded.

“You know I won’t get angry if you say no, right?” Your voice was softer, and, once again, Felix nodded

You regarded the boy for a moment before reaching down and grabbing his cock harshly, making the boy jump. Without another word, you started pumping him- fast- gathering his pre-cum as well as the residual lube from when he’d tried to touch himself, and spreading it around.

Felix was immediately responsive, already so worked up from being spanked. He bucked up into you, moaning open-mouthed.

“M-mommy I’m- ahh- ah mommy I’m gonna cum,”

“It’s been two seconds,” You chuckled lowly, and Felix looked to the side, his entire ear an impossible shade of red

“Y-you were spanking- ah fuck- you were spanking me for t-too long,” He whined, and you scoffed at the complaint

His cock twitched in your hand, and you suddenly came to a halt at the base of his cock, wrapping your fist tightly around it, halting his orgasm. Felix probably the loudest whine you’d ever heard from him, and he continued bucking his hips up sporadically, his breathing ragged. He finally looked back to you, tears in his eyes, to see you staring right back at him, showing absolutely no remorse.

“M-mommy please-” he said, voice strained, like he was trying not to cry

“Why don’t you just admit you can’t handle it now, and we can stop?” You raised an eyebrow

Felix shook his head, and your eyebrows furrowed

“Still?” You muttered “Stop being such a stubborn brat,”

You got off the bed, and quickly began taking off your clothes, obviously impatient. The boy watched intently, biting his lip and trying to take his mind off of the throbbing pain between his legs. He jumped when you looked back at him.

“Lie down,” You said simply, and he did

In your anger, you’d barely noticed how wet your pussy had become, but you were practically dripping when you peeled off your underwear. You went up to Felix, and crawled over him, hovering your pussy over his face. He gulped, and tried to strain his neck to lick you, but you grabbed his hair and harshly pulled it back to the pillow.

“Beg,” You growled

Felix felt himself shiver, his eyes fixed on the pre-cum that was gathering at one point and looked so close to dropping down onto his face.

“P-please mommy,” He said, voice small “Please let me eat your pussy. I wanna taste you so bad

“I can’t hear you,” You smiled, reaching two of your fingers down and spreading your lips, smearing around the pre-cum that had almost dropped down, and Felix whined almost as loud as he had when you denied him his orgasm.

“Please!” He begged; voice strained but much louder “Please mommy I want it so bad!”

Without another word, you lowered yourself onto him, and the boy groaned, immediately getting to work licking long stripes up and down your slit.

“Mm that’s right baby,” You moaned, gripping his hair tighter

Felix moaned into you, and you grunted, swearing underneath your breath.

The boy only became more enthusiastic as you became more unstable, your legs practically shaking beneath you when you began to near your orgasm.

“Fuck baby, I’m gonna cum,” You groaned “You better lick it all clean,”

You grabbed the bed frame to support yourself, and Felix grabbed your thighs. You bit down onto your hand, moaning into it as you came, and Felix kept licking, more than happy to follow orders to clean it up.

“Did I do good?” He asked excitedly once you’d gotten off of his face, seeming to forget about his still angry, swollen cock

“You did so good baby,” You said breathlessly, unable to abstain from praising him

The bright smile that Felix gave you after, his lips still glistening with your cum and his own saliva, almost made you completely forget that this was supposed to be a punishment.

You shook your head slightly and reached behind you, grabbing the strap. Felix’s smile disappeared and you saw his legs twitch together, like he wanted to close them.

“Baby...” You placed down the dildo “We don’t have to do this,”

“I-I want to,”

“It doesn’t seem like it,” You leaned forward and cupped his face in your hand

Felix gulped before turning his head, making your hand slip from his face.

“I want to,” He said, more firmly this time

You blinked, still trying to process Felix’s action, and the sudden change in tone, before you smiled.

“Hands,” You said, grabbing the rope next to you

The boy displayed his hands to you, allowing you to quickly tie them together and to the bed frame. His breath shook as he watched you grab the strap again, and secure it to yourself.

“Legs spread like a good whore,” You ordered, and Felix followed

Reaching across him, you grabbed the bottle of lube still on the bedside table and squirted some onto two of your fingers, spreading it around before pressing the against Felix’s hole. Felix gasped, shuddering as you pushed both of them inside. Barely giving the boy any time to adjust, you started moving them in and out.

“Mommy-” Felix jerked, his eyes quickly glazing over again “Fuck mommy not so fast- ah-”

“Do you really think what you want me to do matters in this?” You asked condescendingly, and he squeezed his eyes shut

Once your fingers were easily sliding in and out, and you could plainly see your boyfriend trying to keep his eyes from rolling back, you took them out, causing a slight whine.

“Shut the hell up,” You growled, grabbing the lube again and squeezing a generous amount onto your hand, lubing up the strap

You placed your hands on either side of his hips, not bothering to wipe off the remaining lube on your dominant hand, choosing instead to dig your nails into his skin to keep your hand from sliding, and lined yourself up with him. You leaned down, allowing the tip of the fake cock to rub against Felix’s hole that you were sure was aching, and you kissed his neck.

“You want mommy to fuck you?” You whispered into him

“Yes mommy...” He whimpered, struggling against the rope “please, please fuck me open with your big cock,”

Slowly, you moved your hips forward, and you felt him tense underneath you, high pitched whimpers coming from the back of his throat, only calming down once you were all the way inside.

“You okay, kitty?”

“I- I though it didn’t ma- ah- matter what I think-”

You rolled your eyes and pulled halfway out, quickly thrusting back inside him. Felix’s body jolted, his eyes squeezed shut with pain and he pulled so hard and suddenly against the ropes around his wrists that it made the bed frame creak. His mouth was left open, but no exclamation came out.

“I’m s-sorry, I’m sorry,” He whimpered after he’d calmed down

“You better be,”

Neither of you said anything for a while, the silence filled by Felix’s heavy breathing.

“O-okay,” He whispered

You licked your lips, before pulling out again, but slowly this time, and going back in. The boy moaned wantonly, pulling against his restraints softly. You kept going, gradually beginning to speed up as it got easier to slide in and out.

Soon, you were ramming into the boy, with him practically wailing, his eyes rolled, back, his mouth hanging open with a trail of drool leaking out.

“P-please- please-” He managed

“Please?” You questioned as if you didn’t know what he was asking, voice uneven from your thrust

“C-cum- ahh- pl- ah- please I- fuck mommy- I n-need to cu- ah- cum,”

“You’re gonna cum untouched? Are you that much of a desperate whore?” You asked, and Felix replied with more moans “Don’t you want mommy to touch you to make you cum?”

“Y-yes- please- fuck yes- ahh- ah fuck- please mommy-”

You immediately grabbed his cock, starting to pump. Almost immediately, Felix came, wildly bucking up into your hand.

“Fuck there’s so much,” You marvelled as Felix decorated himself with white strips

You didn’t slow down with his orgasm, and Felix whined loudly.

“But I bet there’s more, right?” You asked, continuing your pace with both your pumping and thrusts

“P-please-” Felix moaned, and finally, tears started streaming down his cheeks

“Please what?”

Once again, the only response he could give was moans, but both pleasure and pain filled this time. It had only been two minutes at the most when Felix tried to speak again.

“M- mommy pl-ease- ahhh- cum I- I need to- ah fuck-”

“Go on baby,” You smiled, and he did

There was a lot less this time, but still a good amount, and you slowed down as Felix came down from his high. You finally pulled out of him and took off the strap as the boy lay there, his chest heavily rising and falling.

“Cute,” You chuckled, placing your hand on his chest and spreading around the cum slightly, flicking and rubbing his nipple between two of your fingers

“M-mommy-” He sniffled, body jolting just from the simple touch “Please no more,”

You reached up further and untied him.

“I’m surprised you lasted through the whole thing,” You smiled

You looked at him again, and he was looking to the side, a pout on his lips and his brows furrowed as he brought his hands down and rubbed his wrists. Your expression softened, and you leaned forward, cupping his face on your hand and directing him to look at you.

“Baby...” You whispered, going in and attaching your lips to his own, but he didn’t kiss back “You did so good,”

He averted his gaze, and you smiled lightly before going to sit up against the bed frame and patting your lap. Felix hesitantly climbed on top of you, and you pulled his head into your collar bone.

“I love you,” You whispered, “I love you so, so much baby,”

There was a pause

“You don’t really think I’m a slut, right?”

“Baby, of course not,” You wrapped your arms around him and squeezed slightly, kissing the top of his head “You mean the world to me and you did so good today,”

There was another pause before he wrapped his arms around your neck, burying his face further into your collar bone

“I love you too,” he whispered, shivering as your fingers lightly traced up and down his spine

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slashingdisneypasta · 3 years

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Hi! If you don't mind could you write me some headcanons about being bff with some female cp's? Like Jane, Nina, Clockwork, Nurse Ann...?

One of my best friends is called one of these names so it was odd to write XD Some headcanon’s were totally true about her as well, and some definitely were n o t. XD

Anyway I’m not sure how comprehensive this is since I just kinda spewed it all out so, uh… I hope you like them! 😅

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Clockwork:

· Natalie stays at your house all the time and eats all your food. Girl has a FAST metabolism so you cannot tell, but she eats e v e r y t h i n g.

· She doesn’t even have a key to your home, you just come home from everyday activities and she’s slumped in your couch cushions watching TV and there’s a pool on your bathroom floor from her shower and- oh, she has also ordered pizza so get your wallet out.

· You just squint/glare at her before flopping on the couch beside her. She hands you the remote and gets comfier by you.

· Even when you have a romantic interest over, she is there at your house, comfortable on the couch playing games on your phone as you walk your ‘friend’ to your room.

· It’s not all frustrating though, she’s always there to protect you. There have been multiple burglaries that she has intercepted and ‘taken care of’. She’s honestly like a guard dog who also has an excellent sense of humour.

· And don’t think she just wants you around for your apartment and money. Nay nayyyyyy nay. She tells you all about the Creepypasta drama and what’s going on at the mansion, even though you aren’t apart of that life.

· And she calls when she’s away. Just calls up to talk to you.

· You two are the kind of friends that don’t need to talk to each other all the time. In fact, you agree that talking to people all the time is annoying and too much trouble, and you could totally go without each other for days (Weeks even) if either of you were busy! But… without either of you even realising, you always end up contacting each other in one way or another every day, anyway. Its easy with you two. No romantic relationship could compare.

· She was the groom and you were the bride in your make-believe weddings and mums and dads games as kids.

· On Toby: “Okay Nat, I like Toby but I hope you know, if he hurts you… well there is absolutely nothing I can do to wreak revenge on your behalf, as he is a duo hatchet wielding psychopath, except maybe give him a stink eye. … When he is looking away and therefore cannot see the stink eye.”

· More on the Toby subject: Clockwork once took you to Slender Mansion (Cuz you were targeted by a botched victim of hers because she cares about you and she wanted you close by to keep you safe until she could, like, finish killing the guy and all. Whatever though, no biggie. Pft, At least that’s how she made it out to be.) and she had to leave you for a moment so she handcuffed you and Toby together because he’s the only one she could trust to watch you.

· It was very awkward for the two of you, but definitely a bonding experience. You were both very happy to see Clocky come back though.

· HORROR. The world of horror is your favourite genre together. Supernatural horror, slashers, basement dwellers, vampires, werewolves, the blob, stalkers, murderers, psychological horror, black and white, colour, movies, tv shows, books- whatever. You two get so excited to experience new fictional horror.

Jane The Killer:

· If you’re into boys, let me tell you right away- Jane is very critical of their actions. She was at a very influential time in her life (Especially concerning boys and girls and romance) when she met Jeff and Liu. She met those boys, thought ‘Oh, they’re cute. Maybe budding crush?’, and then Jeff killed her family, burnt down her home and ruined her life and Liu became an asshole, and now the male species has been, sorta… tainted. She knows there are good ones (In fact, m a n y boys are lovely, of course.), but one’s that you’re in romantic cahoots with are always going to be under her very watchful eye anyway so she doesn’t really bother to hold back her fear (Which translates into dislike… or hate) with them. So if you have boy problems, be careful. Provided you like this/these guy/s, at least. If you don’t like them, then she’s the perfect person to go to!

· If you are a boy, then- of course, none of this applies to you. She loves you. Don’t worry. You’re her best friend!

· Girls are an entirely different situation though of course. Jane drinks that love women juice every single day.

· Jane is really good with altering clothes, so she’s the one you go to when you need help hemming something or taking something in. She likes to do it, too. Quality best friend time while not being lazy.

· Speaking of her hating to be lazy… This does not apply at night. Nighttime is a whole other ballgame. Its bedtime by 7 for her if you don’t lock her into plans a week in advance. If she is braless and in her P.J’s, you will not be able to peel her from her home. Except for snacks, but even if she goes to the grocery store, she’s not getting changed and she’s going to wear her bunny slippers.

· You two watch so many cartoons together. Gravity Falls, Star Vs The Forces of Evil, Over The Garden Hedge, Villainous, Looney Tunes, Ducktales, etc. Any and all that you can get your hands on.

· You two are prepared to get platonically married, for any reason. Like, you need to stay in the country? Married; You’re staying. You’re the only one who can testify against hr in the court of law? Married, so by law you don’t have to. One of you accidentally planted yourselves with a kid and (Cuz you’re ride or die for each other, obviously), you’re gonna parent the child together and cuz of religious beliefs one of your would feel better about raising them together with a wedding band? Married.

· Jane doesn’t drink, so when/if you get drunk she’s always there to keep you safe.

· Jane also gets friend-jealous, a lot. Like, that bitch just called you her best friend, Y/N. Is she your best friend? I thought I was. So who is it, Y/N? Me or her? HM? (She is prepared to turn up to wherever you and this person are hanging, all glamorous and cool as she is, and show off. Prove she’s a way better friend then this new person so they back off).

· When you were little, she was the bride and you were the groom in your wedding/marriage/mums and dads games.

Nina The Killer:

· You have known her for both your entire lives and there have been iffy, and dark times but through hell and high water you have stuck with her. You love her. She’s your girl, you are her person too. You will be with her, and protect her from anything.

· You are the only one in the world that loves her, really. You may not quite understand her weirdness, but you stick with her anyway because you love her.

· Just like- baseline of your friendship is being ride or die for each other.

· You were also really into Jeff, but at a more… healthy? Level? Like, you were still romantically interested in a real-life murderer, but you wouldn’t have done anything about it. You wouldn’t hurt anyone (Except to protect others) or victim blame, or contact the victims (Dear God) or whatever, but you would take peaks at fanfiction and gab with Nina about it. I mean, it’s not grand, but in comparison to Nina, hah… you were harmless.

· Now though, that you’ve met him and he is the reason your bets friend is so hurt and broken, you are not the fondest of him. I mean, you still have a place in your heart for the version of him you and Nina made up in your heads (The version that Nina still believes is real) but that isn’t the real him. Jeff Woods is an ass. You need to keep your friend safe from him.

· And uh… so nowadays… occasionally, you will find out where Jeff is (You keep an ear out) and, you know, just… lie your ass off to Nina. Yep. You tell her you heard that he’s in the opposite direction than he is so that she’ll unknowingly put more distance between him and her.

· Yes. It’s a lie, but… its for the greater good! It’s for Nina’s mental health and physical safety.

· Anyway, moving on to lighter things.

· In your make believe mums and dads/’grown up’ games that you would play together as kids, you were a single parent and she was the dog.

· She will lie for you in an instant. She’s also really good at it.

· You walked into a room once and saw she was drawing something, and it turned out to be your joint tombstone. She has not let this go- you will be buried in the same plot together, if it is the last thing she does. This is slightly concerning, but… also kind of cute. You can roll with it.

· “What if I get married or have kids?”

· “They will need to apply with me to join. There will be an interview process.”

· ‘What about pets?”

· “Oh, they can come in! No fee!”

· Do not underestimate her weight. If she doesn’t want you to leave, she will hold onto your leg and go deadweight, and you will s t r u g g l e.

· Nina talks to herself, but she acts like the person she’s talking to is another person, inside her mind. You both know its not, but you refer to the other girl as Agnes anyway. Super casual.

· Follows you when you go on dates (At least the first one with someone)to make sure all goes well and texts you rapid fire when she smells something fishy. Even the smallest thing.

· You two really love dystopian teen fiction. Divergent? Matched? Hunger Games? Maze Runner? Ugles? Alllllll. You consume them and then watch the movies/tv shows too.

Nurse Ann:

· Live-in medical services! This means you can get really cheap life insurance and not worry about it to much.

· And on the topic of insurance… Ann is super smart, and organised, and just really awesome at practical stuff like that. Insurance, bills, mortgages, any kind of forms and receipts. And she’s happy to sit down and help you go through it- and, as we all know, everything is better when it’s with a friend you feel comfortable with.

· You can tell Ann anything and she’ll just roll with it. No judgment. Either she takes it and lets you talk about it or she just acknowledges it and moves on.

· Like Jane, Ann has very little patience for boy problems. In fact, she has zero time for it. Boys? Girls? No thank you. So if you’re into boys, I have some bad news for you.

· Best friend maintenance. Occasionally, Ann will over work herself (with murder) and you will need to guide her to relaxation. Gently persuade her to sit down at the dinner table and just make idle chit chat with her every now and then as you make her a good, hearty meal (Or as good as you can do XD Anything between Beefy stew and a Cheese toastie will work fine, don’t worry. She’s not picky at all), and then watch some movies with her. No phones, no knitting, no drawing, no… whatever. No other activities except TV watching! She needs to rest. I’m always shocked at how relaxing just sitting and watching TV can be. There’s a big difference between doing that and multitasking.

· Ann will call you to pretend there’s an emergency if you want to get out of social engagement.

· A thing that two enjoy together is science fiction. Star Trek (Including the animation), The War of Worlds, the world of Star Wars, Dune, a Handmaids Tail, The 100, Eureka, etc. She loves the brainy stuff.

· Ann is the logical friend, who tries to give the most practical advice and make pros and con lists and everything. And then you go ahead and do the crazy thing, the thing she said definitely would not work and would probably make things worse, and she just face palms and says she’s never getting mixed up in your mess again. … Until the next time, when she totally does.

· “I love you Y/N, but I am not about to walk into a police office and bail you out of jail so do not do that.”

· You trap her into resting by painting her nails (Hands and feet) in her sleep right before her alarm is about to go off so she has to take the morning SLOW or the paint will mess up. She just wakes up, you hold up a sign in front of her face that says ‘NAILS’ and she stops immediately. “You bitch.”

· As kids, of course, the two of you would play make-believe family games and you were both mums (/ or you were the dad). She was the working mum and you were forced to stay home take care the baby (large container of vitamins with a face drawn on).

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hardforbenhardy · 4 years

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drumming lessons | rogerxreader

summary: you were a very emotional drunk. and also a very embarrassing, chatty, and overbearing one too. drunk + studio + pent up feelings do not = good idea.

warnings: swearing, drinking, minimal references to sex near the end

word count: 4.5k

been working on this one for a while and have only just finished - oops :) hope you enjoy!!

“Darling, I’m just saying that if you were to put yourself out there, you could do much better than that poor excuse for a gentleman!” Freddie exclaimed, stubbing out the end of his cigarette in the ashtray before him and pointing his finger accusingly towards the blonde man before you. The same blonde man who you had happily been in a relationship with for the past 2 years. You chuckled loudly in response to Freddie’s statement; you loved how Freddie always stood up for you if there was even the tiniest disagreement between you and Roger. And, as expected, you were in a squabble with your boyfriend, and as expected, Freddie was siding with you.

“Fuck off, Fred!” he almost whined, seemingly afraid that you would take Freddie’s advice and find someone better. As much as he loved Fred, he really did, there were moments between the couple and certain things Freddie did that just set his resentment off the scales. Especially considering he knew how close you and Freddie were, so you had every right and reason to follow his instructions. “You two are taking this completely out of the fucking context! I have literally done nothing wrong! Brian, back me up on this-”

“I refuse to get involved in this”

“Fred, I may just have to take you up on your offer; take me to a strip club and find me a man who will actually have some fun with his girlfriend!” you quipped, taking a long sip of your glass of wine and being so tipsy that you practically fell into Freddie’s side from laughing too much. Though, to say you were tipsy was an absolute under exaggeration. Evening sessions in the studio often resulted in you and Freddie, sometimes Roger when you weren’t siding against him, and even John and Brian from time to time, getting drunk and pissing around because the band had simply began to despise them. It was, you supposed, a form of relief for the boys as you understood the music industry was stressful so why couldn’t you have fun every now and then?

“You have to be fucking kidding me… look, babe you’re just drunk, and it’s getting very late; why don’t we head back, and we can go to bed?” Roger questioned, in a soft and calming voice as he squatted to be level with you as you hunched over, sat in what would be considered quite an ‘unladylike’ position. He was trying to be civil, trying not to let his anger at the two of you get the best of him, trying to get you to listen to him; but Brian and John could both tell in his tone that he was just simply sick and tired of your acting out. You certainly were a whiney, childish drunk and all the boys knew it. He took your hand in his and rubbed his thumb gently against the soft skin of your palm, in hopes you would notice his utter desperation to just get you in bed. His intentions meaning sleep, though your drunk mind immediately turned them dirty. You pushed him backwards with your foot, rather harshly; so harshly, in fact, that he ended up falling flat on his arse and release a small grunt from the pain. Of course, all the other boys burst into laughter; even Brian and John, who had not had a mere drop of alcohol enter their system.

“Roger Meddows Taylor, you dirty dog, what do you take me for?” You laughed, slurring pretty much every single word that left your mouth. You now found yourself on his level, trying to almost patronize him and pointing your finger into his chest “I am not, I repeat not, letting you fuck this until you teach me to play the fucking drums!”

Your last words were practically whined at the top of your voice, acting completely immature for a woman of your age and usual sober-maturity. Brian and John both snickered rather loudly after realising the actual reason you were arguing.

“That’s what this is about? Because you won’t teach her the drums?” John questioned, making Roger sigh loudly and pull himself off the floor, as well as you; meaning you and Roger were stood rather close, his hands on your waist, mainly to avoid you falling to the floor. In a moment of drunk hope, you reached behind him to take his arse in your hands and squeeze tightly; making him release a sound that you could only describe as a combination of a yelp and a groan. Of course, everyone else in the room burst out into laughter, as Roger just felt his cheeks growing redder and redder; he didn’t know whether it was from the embarassment or frustration of the situation.

“You know that’s not what I meant, Y/N, please just come home with me”

“Drums.” you insisted, not letting it go, because you knew Roger would most definitely surrender and give you what you want. Well, at least you hoped. At this point, you could not give two shits about actually playing the drums; you just wanted to do something with Roger that you could bond with him over. You didn’t understand why Roger didn’t want to teach you, you were only asking to learn drums; it wasn’t like you were asking him something outrageous.

“Please, don’t make this any more difficult than it already is; you need rest”

“Drums.”

“Mate, just teach her the drums? I don’t see why that’s such a bad idea” Brian interrupted, earning a grimace from Roger. What everyone didn’t know was Roger would happily teach you the drums; he loved the idea of his girlfriend being able to drum (the idea was rather attractive to him, he couldn’t deny). Though, he was extremely exhausted, overworked, and worn out; he just wanted to sleep.

“Keep out of this Brian; I thought you refused to ‘get involved’” he came back with, and everyone could notice him rising in hostility with every second passing by and every word said. He couldn’t help it; he felt like everyone was siding against him. Everyone was laughing at him, mocking him, standing with you rather than him; every little thing you did to taunt him was earning laughs from the other 3 boys and he was sick of it. No matter how much he loved you, you were acting like a whiny little brat and he couldn’t take it any longer. So with your next words, he caved in.

“D. R. U. M. S. Drums” you slurred, dragging out each letter and leaving pauses. Your face was practically hovering in front of Rogers, inches from making contact, and Roger could feel your warm, alcohol breath hitting his skin. He snapped, grabbing your wrist and pulling you firmly towards his drum kit on the risers at the back of the studio. The 3 boys were now looking up at the two of you, fear rising in their system at how angry he seemed.

“Fine, you want to learn the drums, here we go. That’s the bass, snare, hi-hat, toms, crash cymbal and ride cymbal.” he instructed, pointing out each part of the drum as he said the name and sat himself down on the stool. He gripped his drumsticks, so harshly that his knuckles were fluctuating between a pale white and a crimson red. You could feel yourself regretting this as every second passed by; you hadn’t meant for him to get this angry. “I’m going to play Another One Bites the Dust, and you’re going to watch. Best way to learn the drums is to observe and copy”

You didn’t want to answer, so you just nodded and hummed ‘mhm’. He began playing, banging out each beat that somehow came together so well and yet you could not keep up. His foot was moving at some points, his left hand the others, but his right hand was always hitting the hi-hat; you were attempting to follow but you were sure that even sober, you wouldn’t have been able to understand what he was doing. He was playing with such force, you were sure he was going to pierce the drumstick right through the mylar of the drums; he had sweat dripping down his forehead, and his arms were getting more and more sore every second. Fear struck through you when he finally stopped, and you realised you were not paying attention at all; not only was your vision completely blurred (thanks to the alcohol coursing through you) but the deafening thuds and clangs were sending searing pains to your head. He pushed himself off the stool and obliged you onto it, holding out the drumstick right in front of your face, waiting for you to take them. The three other boys remained speechless as you sent them a look of panic, as if you were pleading them to get you out of the situation you had stupidly got yourself into. He wiggled them in front of your face when you still hadn’t taken them from his grip, so you reluctantly took the hint. You didn’t even know where to start; you readied your foot against the bass-drum pedal, you held the drumsticks loosely in your hands, you had crossed your arms over each other. But you were struck clueless, you had absolutely no idea where to go next.

“Well, fucking play then” Roger commanded, his voice making you jump as you didn’t quite expect it; the drumming sounds still ringing loudly in your ears. You couldn’t help but notice how bitter Roger really was through his tone; he was absolutely pissed off at you. You kept your eyes away from his face, you couldn’t bear to make eye contact with your boyfriend as you were panic-stricken of how he would react if you did. That didn’t mean you couldn’t feel his gaze searing into your skin as he stared you down. You played a test beat on the hi-hat, and it sent an ear splitting echo through your ears, which was when you realised that you hadn’t got your other foot on the pedal for it. “Eight counts off the hi-hat. Every 1 and 5, hit the bass. Every 3 and 7 hit the snare. It’s not fucking hard Y/N, and since you were so eager to learn them, you’d think you’d be able to fucking do it”

Your brain played over the words and tried to make sense of them; Hi-hat = 8 counts. Bass on 1 and 5, Snare on 3 and 7. What the fuck was a count? Why were there so many numbers? Why are there other parts of the drum if you don’t use them? And Why had he picked such a fucking difficult song?

You attempted the beat, trying to use your foot and both hands at the same time, doing 8 counts on the hi-hat. Though, nothing pieced together; you found your foot going at the same beat as your right hand, and your left hand playing at completely sparse moments. You didn’t understand how Roger made it seem so utterly natural when your body just wasn’t accepting of the idea that your leg and hands shouldn’t be moving at the same time. You cringed at the atrocity of your playing, and you noticed the other boys do it as well.

“Very abstract playing, darling” Freddie smiled, trying to make you feel at least a little more confident, but you only sent a glare in his direction. You regretted everything; the drinking, the nagging, the drumming. You wanted to go home, and go to bed; just like Roger suggested.

“Is there anything easier I can play, Rog? I-”

“Is that a joke? That was fucking easy, Y/N; that’s one of the easiest fucking Queen songs there is on drums. Maybe if you had just listened to what I had to say before, this wouldn’t have happened; but no, you insisted you wanted to play the drums. So now we’re all stuck here having to listen to your shit drumming. I knew you wouldn’t be able to fucking play them!” Roger practically roared, and he felt the extreme urge to just kick his drum kit off the risers and storm out of the room. Though, you instead took that opportunity; bar the wrecking his extremely expensive drum kit. The moment went so fast, but you could not bear to be in the room with him; you felt an unforeseen wave of guilt wash over you and you were struggling to hold back the stream of tears. So you left the room, locking yourself in the closest closet you could find, just as long as it wasn’t the studio, you didn’t care. Shit drumming. I knew you wouldn’t be able to play them. Fucking easy. Of course it was easy, for him, he’s played drums nearly all his life.

What you were most sorry about was the fact that you knew it was your fault; you should have listened to what he said. You should have just gone home and gone to bed. You couldn’t get angry at Roger for getting angry at you, because you didn’t blame him. You were a complete bitch to him, and he held out for as long as he could without reacting; you were the one who pushed him over the edge because you didn’t want to back down in front of the other boys. You did find it humorous at one point, but now you just wished you could turn back time and decline Freddie’s offer of a whole bottle of wine.

After a few minutes of silently sobbing into your hands, curled in a ball on the floor of the closet, you heard a soft knock at the door and a small whisper.

“Y/N, baby, I’m so fucking sorry; please can I come in?” his voice was muffled by the thickness of the door but you didn’t need to hear it twice to recognise the voice. You pulled yourself off the floor, wobbling a little as you were still rather intoxicated, though you were in much more of a hangover state now. After pulling down the handle, the door opened with much more force than you remembered it usually did, but that was only because Roger was so impatient to get in and comfort you. At first, he wasn’t actually sure if you were upset about the whole situation, but the moment he saw your rosy, mascara-stained cheeks coated in tears, he felt his heart snap in two. “I’m so sorry for snapping out there, I was a dick-“

“N-no, Roger, I-I’m sorry…” you mumbled, your voice cracking after practically every word. The constant sniffling and your sore throat made it difficult to even speak but you pushed through; you had to redeem yourself. “I-I was a complete bitch and I should’ve just listened to you when you suggested we go home but I-I didn’t want to embarrass myself in front of the boys and back down. I… you had every right to get angry at me, I’m not mad at you-“

You were cut off from your rambling by the sensation of Rogers lips pressed forcibly against yours in a moment of passion. You got so lost in his touch against yours that by the time the two of you had split, you had practically forgotten what you were saying just moments before. Your eyes met with Rogers, and all you could see in them was mounds of desperation, tears peaking at the corners. Why was he upset?

“You’re not mad at me anymore?” you asked, utter confusion clouding your mind as you tried to figure out how Roger was infuriated only seconds ago and now was treating you like the most fragile piece of glass.

“No, no I’m sorry, so sorry. I-I shouldn’t have snapped in there, I was trying so hard to avoid making a scene. Y-you did nothing wrong, you were just having fun…”

“Why didn’t you want to teach me? Did you really think I was going to be shit?” you questioned; you knew the answer, but you just wanted to confirm it. You yourself didn’t think very highly of yourself, so you understood Roger wouldn’t either. Though that didn’t mean you still didn’t have at least a glimpse of hope.

“I-uh… love, I’m sorry I said that. I was stressed as hell, have been all week. I didn’t think you were going to master it, of course I didn’t, but I swear I didn’t mean to say you were shit. I mean you were drunk, I was barely teaching you, and you have never even picked up a pair of drumsticks before.” Roger's voice was merely there, and you could barely make out the small chuckle at the end of his words, so you giggled too. You were now cuddled, not a gap of air between the two of you as you curled into his lap; your arms wrapped tightly around his waist so he knew not to let you go. His hand stroked through your knotted hair, the other was placed softly against the small of your back to hold you up. “And as for not wanting to teach you; I swear that’s not true. In fact, it’d be an absolute dream to teach you drums; you’d be so fucking sexy. I-I, I just haven’t been up for even playing them myself recently. Working in the studio every day, I feel overworked and completely drained of all energy. It was nothing to do with you, I just simply want to get some decent sleep”

“I-I’m sorry for not taking you into consideration; if you had mentioned it earlier, I wouldn’t have drank and we could have just gone home. Or I’m sure the boys would have understood if you took the day off. You could all do with a break from the studio” you sniffled, mumbling into his neck as you felt him nod in agreement. He knew you were right, he should have told you when you both woke up; you would have protested but all he needed to say was that he hadn’t been sleeping and you would have practically forced him back into bed, whether he liked it or not. He just didn’t want to ruin the bands chance of getting this album released; they were so close to releasing their new album, The Game, and it only needed a few more touches so Roger didn’t want to make the process any longer.

“I know, I know. Why were you so eager to learn them? You’ve never shown interest before?”

“W-well, I just… wanted to spend some time with you and-” you explained, trying to convince Roger that you were telling the truth; though he noticed you weren’t. He had developed a skill of understanding your every emotion; and in this example, your nose would always scrunch up when you lied.

“Y/N, tell the truth”

“F-fine, truth is I saw John teaching Ronnie how to play the bass the other day, and I couldn’t help but notice how happy they were; I just wanted to bond with you, spend time with you, have fun with you. They looked so… perfect. We don’t do romantic things like that. And I wanted to. Also, I can’t help but feel useless around here; everyone has a place but me. Freddie sings, John plays bass, Brian plays guitar, you play drums, Ronnie is the resident ‘food and coffee collector’ and Chrissie helps Miami with management sometimes. I have literally no business being in the studio other than sitting and waiting for you. So, I thought if I could play drums, I might be able to come up with some beats for new songs…” you explained, feeling yourself begin sob again at the feeling you had previously suppressed. You hadn’t had to voice it before now, but saying it out loud makes you realise just how pathetic you sounded to yourself. That wasn’t to say you were wrong about it though.

“Oh lovie, you are not useless; I’m so sorry you feel that way. You don’t need a reason to be at the studio.” he comforted, pulling you impossibly closer than you already were and rubbing his hand along your back. He had never really considered your relationship ‘unromantic’ - to him, you were all he needed to feel loved and that was romantic enough. But he understood your point; you weren’t all lovey-dovey, especially around the boys. And he had never really considered the fact you didn’t have a purpose around the studio because you didn’t need one. The boys absolutely loved you, and your company made their day. “If it makes you feel any better, I’ve always thought your job around here is to cheer everyone up because you always seem to do that with your presence”

“You really think so? I’ve always thought I’m just a burden” you sniffled, pulling your face away from his chest as looking up at him with doe-eyes. He couldn’t help but admire how pretty you were, even in this state; drunk and heartbroken.

“I absolutely think so; you don’t need a purpose around here. Look, I would love to teach you drums when I’m not so exhausted; maybe we can set something up in the week? But for now, I think we should go home, and sleep. Please” he begged, another large yawn coming out his mouth. You nodded, trying to stand up without passing out from the alcohol poisoning your system, with Roger giving you a hand.

It was safe to say you both slept like logs that night.

*****

Roger had looked everywhere, but he still hadn’t found you; you had planned to meet in the studio for your first drumming lesson, but you were yet to turn up. Bored out of his mind, he took a stroll through the different rooms in the building in search for a cigarette he could steal, when he came across a room he’d been yet to explore. He hoped it was a room of Freddie’s, because he would’ve been certain to find something in there to do.

Walking in, he noticed the room was far too bland to be anything to do with Freddie, otherwise it would have grand costumes and colourful posters plastered over the wall. In fact, it looked like a room a bunch of girls would sit in and gossip. Which allowed him to whittle it down to a room you, Ronnie and Chrissie (maybe even Jim sometimes) would come to gossip in whilst the boys recorded. When he was about to leave, he noticed a small book on the coffee table in the centre of the room. It looked quite small, but it had definitely been used as the edges were tattered and the pages were brimming with post-its and other inserts. Being the curious little shit he is, he took a sneak to see what was inside.

As he opened it, his brain immediately clicked that this was some kind of ‘songbook’, presuming it was one of the boys who had been working on new material. Though the handwriting was way too familiar to pass down, the curves of the h’s and the flicks of the y’s; this was your handwriting. Your book. Your songs? Skimming over the lyrics to the first song he saw, titled ‘Radio Ga Ga’

I'd sit alone and watch your light

My only friend through teenage nights

And everything I had to know

I heard it on my radio

Reading the words, he could already imagine the beat of the drums and the way Freddie’s voice would sound singing the song; he thought it was genius. He read through the whole song, picking out certain lines he could change or his personal favourites. He also couldn’t help but recognise the fact that the whole chorus sounded a little like something his son had said a few days earlier when you were feeding him his breakfast and listening the radio.

“Roger?” he heard his name being shouted from the studio, instantly recognising your voice and going to find you (carrying the book with him). He met you in the room, seeing that you had Felix in one arm and a shopping bag in the other. “I-I’m sorry I was late, John said he’s look after Felix while I did the shopping but he and Ronnie came down with the flu, and Brian is at some astrophysics lecture, and Freddie on some romantic holiday with Jim for the weekend as you know so I had to take him shopping with me- where did you find that?”

“In your secret little room you and the girls seem to have. Why didn’t you show me this? Some of these songs are amazing, Y/N!” Roger enthused, taking the little boy out your arms so you could relieve yourself of the heavy baggage. You raised your eyebrow in disbelief of his words; they weren’t that good.

“You really think? They’re just some shit I write when Ronnie and Chrissie are busy chatting about the boys in bed, so I don’t have to join the conversation.”

“I know Y/N. That first one, Radio Ga Ga, could be a major hit. I could hear it in Freddie’s voice in my head, in fact I think I might already have the tune. Listen” he seemed extremely excited about it, rushing over to the keyboard to play the chords. You sang the words along as he played, your son joining in when it came to the ‘Radio Ga Ga’ with his own interpretation; the same one he had said in the kitchen a few days ago. You and Roger both laughed at Felix’s cheering, Roger kissing him on the cheek and going to give you a hug.

“Roger, that sounds amazing!”

“Well, I could’ve hardly done it without your songwriting. I’m serious YN, you should pitch some of these to the boys. Like that Hammer to Fall, and I Want To Break Free - the boys would love them!”

“O-Okay. I will. I guess if I’m such an amazing songwriter, I don’t need to learn the drums” you giggled, snatching your book back off Rog to put in your bag.

“Mhm, I think you could still learn them; just the idea of you on them gets me going” he winked, wrapping his arm around your waist and burying his face into your neck. He wasn’t lying, and you could tell because he was only this touchy when he wanted something.

“Not while Felix is here!” you chuckled, patting him on the back and pointing towards your child who, while completely oblivious to you and Roger, was plucking at the strings of John’s bass, which you were thankful was not plugged in.

You caved in to Rogers demands, and learning the drums wasn’t as hard as you expected. As long as you weren’t drunk, and Roger wasn’t exhausted.

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I want to preface this by saying, yes, I do know that this all happened a very long time ago, but everything about these bands we love happened a long time ago. I also don’t want to be pinning things directly on a certain person because I don’t to come off as an asshole because I am not an asshole I just hate some things and I am going to address them here. One last thing: I am not writing this for people to comment on it and reblog it to start drama with me or another person. Again, this all happened a long time ago. I am merely expressing opinions here and, as a very important person in my life has said, I should feel comfortable to post my opinions on my own blog without fear of people absolutely dragging me for it.

Sort of a warning here, there will be explicit language and I will have screenshots of racial and homophobic slurs and I will be putting a warning before those screenshots appear.

Okay, to begin, I will come forth saying I do not like Guns N Roses as a band mainly because their music isn’t necessarily my cup of tea. I am not here to judge people on their music taste because that’s fucked up. While the only reason I don’t like the band is their music, the people in the band are a different story.

No I am not talking about Slash or Duff or fucking Izzy or anyone like that. I am talking about Axl. Now, I know what you may be thinking: “Axl is sensitive, yeah, we know this.” Well, that isn’t all. There are some very fucked up shit that is going on with that dude and, like I said, I’m not trying to pin anything on one certain person because there are about four-hundred sides to every single story and those sides are all told by different people at different stand-points on one situation, but honestly, something does need to be said.

First and foremost, why not go ahead and get some of the borderline-racist things out of the way.

We can start off a little small, what with some song lyrics.

I think this is the only song, but go take a quick listen to One In A Million on their acoustic record. Sounds a little normal until you get to the second part of the first verse.

Now, let me say again that I know this was the late 80s but the fact that he had been questioned on this before and just played it off is what pisses me off.

In an interview in 1989 with Rolling Stone, he had this to say:

“I used words like police and n*****s because you’re not allowed to use the word ‘n****r.’ Why can black people go up to each other and say...but when a white guy does it, all of a sudden it’s a big putdown?” He went on to explain that he doesn’t like boundaries of ‘any kind’ and he doesn’t like being told what he can and cannot say. “I used the word...because its a word to describe somebody that is basically a pain in your life, a problem. The word...doesn’t necessarily mean black.” I don’t know about any of you guys reading this, but I have never heard of anyone refer to a person in their life who is causing disturbances and being a problem as that racial slur. And even then, why is he, a white, straight male out here trying to explain the meaning of a slur that derived from slave times used against slaves. White people aren’t allowed to say it because it wasn’t our word to suffer through, fuckface. He then said something about a song by John Lennon with the word in the title about women, using that as an example that it doesn’t mean black. “There’s a rap group, N.W.A.-N*****s With Attitude. I mean, they’re proud of that word. More power to them. Guns n’ Roses ain’t bad...N.W.A. is baaaad!” Axl then goes on to state that Mr. Goldthwait left the lyrics on the record to sell albums because it would cause controversy. Way to go. Blame someone else for the lyrics YOU wrote.

Not only did all that occur, but when Guns n’ Roses and Living Colour were supporting The Rolling Stones, Vernon Reid commented on the song during their set and Axl heard it, suggesting that they play the song just to make Living Colour angry.

In 1992 he went on to comment on the lyrics again, claiming that he was trying to do it for a select group of ‘black people’ who had tried to rob him.

The thing is, you can’t say a racial slur about an entire race of people for a select few people, otherwise it looks and sounds like you are commenting on the whole race. Not too cool. I don’t believe that claim for a second.

And that isn’t all the shitty things in that song!

This is said later in the song and holy shit.

First of all, the word ‘faggot’ is the same to us in the LGBTQ+ community as racial slurs are to people of color.

He spoke on this topic, saying he was “pro-heterosexual’ and that he isn’t ‘against them doing what they want to do as long as its not hurting anybody else and they’re not forcing it upon me.’ He then recounted a time when a man let him sleep on a hotel room floor then tried to rape Axl. I am not going to sit here and say that that didn’t happen because, as a survivor, I know how it feels to be silenced or to have people not believe you but first of all, what the fuck does pro-heterosexual mean? Second of all, I think we can all agree that he has hurt a lot more people with his word choices in the song. And lastly, I know some people can be pushy but how do you think women feel when confronted by a very persistent man. Coming from someone who has stated that you find it ‘very hard’ to be in a committed, one-on-one relationship if the other person wont let you ‘be with other people’ you should understand just how some women feel about men. And then using Freddie Mercury and Elton John, his supposed ‘idols’ as the only reason he isn’t blatantly homophobic doesn’t really help matters.

But on to the more important part of that verse, the immigrant part.

How dare you say that immigrants and refugees coming to the land of fucking hypocrites is almost a negative thing. I mean, he says it as if they just waltz right over here without any trouble at all and fucking sit on their asses and do nothing. Then saying that they try to start a ‘mini-Iran’ (more than likely a punch in the form of islamophobia) and spread diseases is just fucking stupid. Not all immigrants are from the middle east. He is an immigrant. I am an immigrant. Anyone who is not native in America is an immigrant and a lot of the immigrants of today including him, rag on the immigrants coming over now. That is your heritage, dude.

Then just talking about their languages. Like, what the fuck? English isn’t universal you vile swine.

Ugh, okay now the finale to this whole song bullshit.

Here. Racists? I am not blatantly trying to call him racist, that isn’t my intention, but I don’t think using the words he has used in this song makes him a particularly good candidate to call out said racists. And then feeling the need to say that he is white? We know. You’re skin is literally fluorescent (mine is too I am just bullying him at this point), there is no need to remind us.

ANYWAY, I think we can move on from One In A Million with the knowledge that that song is fucking stupid and while there is a fake news clipping on the cover of the album with the header being the name of the song stating that it is a straight to the point song and he apologizes to anyone who takes offense, that just isn’t enough because it is practically hiding in the rest of the newspaper clippings covering the album.

Moving on to just overall band shit, what happened to Steven when he attempted suicide and needed help with addiction? He got kicked. Like I said, I am NOT going to be biased in this so I am going to also bring up the Dave Mustaine and Metallica mishap. While Dave didn’t try to commit, he was struggling with an addiction and some violence problems and they just said ‘fuck you, man, you’re done.’ Let me say again that I know this was back in the day and things like that weren’t as widely accepted as they are now but man, Steven and Dave needed their brothers and they said nah and kicked them out of their little family.

Not only did Guns do that to Steven, but ask Izzy Stradlin why he left. He was sick of Axl being a fucking dick and the band taking percentages of his royalties. Not only that, but he never got proper credit for his admittedly banging music.

Izzy is a wonderful musician and it was a shame that he wasted that on a band who didn’t respect just how good he was.

Axl has also called Duff 'spineless’ before when slamming Velvet Revolver, also calling Scott Weiland a ‘fraud.’

But that is just isolated incidents within his band.

Why not move on to other bands.

Let’s start with Nirvana.

Kurt said it best in 1991 in my opinion, talking about how Nirvana actually had shit to say, commenting on the rebellion they wanted to incorporate in their music. He said “Rebellion is standing up to people like Guns n’ Roses.”

True. Very very true.

Then in 1992, Axl tried every way in the world to get Nirvana to tour with Guns, obviously either not listening or not caring when Kurt shit on their music as not having anything to say.

This was for the tour they had with Metallica and trust me, we will get into Metallica in a little bit.

But Dave Grohll recalled one time that Kurt was complaining about this, saying that Axl wouldn’t stop calling him.

Then later in 1992, Axl had a meltdown on stage after having enough of Kurt’s comments and his band’s style, giving into the rumors that Frances Bean had been born with birth defects, stating just what ‘alternative’ meant to him.

“...the only thing that means to me is someone like Kurt Cobain and Nirvana, who is basically just a fuckin’ junkie with a junkie wife. And if the baby’s born deformed, I think they both oughta go to prison — that’s my feeling.” I just don’t understand how you PUBLICLY say things like that about someone.

In September of 1992, at the VMAs, Axl was walking backstage with his girlfriend and when they passed Courtney and Kurt who were holding Frances, Courtney mocked him, asking if he wanted to be the godfather to their daughter.

Axl apparently hated that, shouting a quick “You shut your bitch up, or I’m taking you down to the pavement!” to which Kurt mockingly sent a “Shut up, bitch!” over to Courtney.

This resulted in Duff and Krist going for each other.

The last words were said by Kurt, though, stating that Axl was “a fucking sexist and a racist and a homophobe, and you can’t be on his side and be on our side. I’m sorry that I have to divide this up like this, but it’s something you can’t ignore. And besides they can’t write good music.”

Wrapping that up, Axl never even thought to reach out after Kurt’s death to apologize or send condolences either, even after Duff apologized to Krist and Matt Sorum called Dave to send his condolences.

Moving onto Metallica, it is a shitstorm. Again, I will not be biased on this just because I love Metallica because they did some fucked up shit too and that will not go unnoticed.

I mean, for starters, I think it would be fair to begin this with the Montreal show in ‘92.

What happened during the Metallica set was tragic at best, but what happened after was fucking stupid. Quitting a whole show after barely starting it because your voice was feeling subpar. Not only did the fans have to deal with their Metallica set being cut short, they also had to deal with Guns throwing a hissy fit over Axl’s throat and the sound system not being good enough so they just left, leaving the arena in a mess without them even caring.

During Metallica’s video recording A Year And A Half In The Life Of Metallica, James totally shit on Axl for his list of crazy commands on tour.

I will say, even if it was in a joking manner, he should have known that you can’t be that picky over something Axl Rose is doing. He will never forget it.

After that was released and Axl saw that James was saying things like how Axl had to have his steak cubed so it could “fit down his skinny neck” and making fun of the way he sings, Axl went on to call James a racist for not wanting Ice T and his band Bodycount on the tour which, I think Axl has said his fair share of racist shit and why would anyone mix genres on a tour like that?

But it has been said that James did say some not so kosher things relative to the situation and while I wish I could back him up, I refuse to on this topic and there are no excuses for that type of behavior.

James later went on to jab back at the ‘band’ stating it wasn’t necessarily that, but rather ‘a guy and some other guys.’

But, I have made myself tired with the merciless research and my fingers have gone numb from typing on this keyboard for so long. If you guys make it to the end of this, I really appreciate you . Again, I didn't do this ti start drama I merely wanted to get my opinion out. Thank you for reading.

Sources:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/One_in_a_Million_(Guns_N%27_Roses_song)

https://www.nme.com/blogs/nme-blogs/18-reasons-why-axl-rose-is-the-biggest-douchebag-in-rock-772295

https://www.spokesman.com/stories/2019/jun/29/guns-n-roses-drummer-steven-adler-hospitalized-aft/#:~:text=Former%20Guns%20N'%20Roses%20band,in%20a%20suspected%20suicide%20attempt.&text=He%20was%20kicked%20out%20of,suicide%20during%20his%20darkest%20hours.

https://www.iheart.com/content/2018-05-29-izzy-stradlin-finally-addresses-absence-from-guns-n-roses-reunion/#:~:text=Adler%20performed%20portions%20of%20the,cut%20his%20percentage%20of%20royalties.

https://www.rollingstone.com/music/music-news/guns-n-roses-vs-nirvana-a-beef-history-166180/

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Goin for one of the firsties character wise. Ten facts about Jacob Cromwell go owo

Whew! Now I can catch up on these...round 2 for 10 Facts, this time for my book-smart, people-dumb spaceman! ^.^

1) Being a kid of the 70′s, Jacob’s very into the slang of his era. His most common 70′s slang is “dude,” but he also loves greeting people with the phrase “Nanu Nanu,” a reference to one of his favorite childhood TV shows, Mork and Mindy.

2) Jacob’s worst fear from the time he was a kid is being trapped and unable to move. He’s always disliked being in very tight spaces and gets claustrophobic pretty easily. When Jacob was younger, a Boggart would visualize this by trapping him in a translucent box -- now, of course, it resembles his portrait prison from the Cursed Vault.

3) Jacob’s nickname for Carewyn, “Pip,” is not actually short for “Pipsqueak,” like he’ll often casually claim when people ask him. In truth, it’s short for “Pippa,” a reference to a poem called “Pippa Passes,” which Jacob had to memorize for school when he was a kid. On a suggestion of his mother’s, Jacob would practice the poem by reciting it to infant Carewyn, who loved “talking” and “singing” to Jacob in high-pitched squeals and shrieks. Soon it became a little joke for Jacob to greet Carewyn by comparing her to the character Pippa, who sings a cheerful song every morning to greet everyone in her village and in doing so inspires everyone she meets -- “Singing your song again, Pippa?” “Is it morning, Pippa?” “Is all right with the world, Pippa?” That then got shortened down to just “Pip.”

4) One of Jacob’s inside jokes with Lane is that when Lane needs Jacob to get her one of her papers from her work desk, she’ll ask him to “go get the Necronomicon” and then state “[a letter] for [the author’s name],” such as “S for Scamander.” It’s derived from the time that one of Jacob’s old Muggle classmates ending up colliding with Jacob and Carewyn in Liverpool and the two Cromwells overheard him gossiping about their mother Lane, claiming she never left the house and that she must be some creepy woman that’d be the sort to keep a Necronomicon in her cellar. Jacob got back at the boys by strolling past them with Carewyn and loudly proclaiming at the top of his lungs that they had to get home quickly so as not to upset “the Great Old Ones.” Lane found the story so thoroughly funny that she ran with it -- Jacob was glad that Lane was so entertained by it, as truthfully he’d be rather pissed off hearing those kids talk like that about her.

5) Jacob’s favorite magical creature and Patronus form is a Hippogriff. Hippogriffs, as a fusion between horses and eagles, are associated symbolically with true love and the impossible coming true. Whenever Jacob and Carewyn both cast their Patronuses, Jacob’s Hippogriff and Carewyn’s Abraxan Winged Horse love flying circles around each other.

6) In contrast to his younger sister, Jacob has no fashion sense whatsoever. He’s more the sort to wear oversized t-shirts, ripped bellbottom jeans, and open-toed sandals than to wear a coordinated outfit. The scarlet dress robes Jacob wears while seeking the Vaults were the last present Duncan gave Jacob before he died, and Jacob has promised himself that he will destroy R once and for all while wearing Duncan’s robes, to avenge his fallen boyfriend.

7) Jacob’s favorite song is “Mamma Mia!” by ABBA, which is also his favorite band and ultimate guilty pleasure. He absolutely cannot resist singing or at least mouthing along to the chorus, no matter what -- he similarly struggles not to groove along to “Take a Chance on Me” and “Dancing Queen.”

8) During the Second Wizard War, Jacob hides Muggle-born fugitives in a secret room in his flat in London, hiding its entrance with a combination of both magical and Muggle espionage tactics. It’s so successful that even though the Ministry searches Jacob’s flat multiple times (once while he wasn’t even there), they never find Jacob’s charges. After the War is over, the fugitives -- including the Cattermole family, who we meet the parents of in Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows -- stay in touch with Jacob via post throughout the years, considering him part of their own families.

9) The only subject Jacob didn’t like at Hogwarts was History of Magic, and it was solely because of how much he despised Professor Binns. Considering his mother Lane was a historian, Jacob was insulted by the fact that Dumbledore kept someone like Binns on staff while he taught such a fascinating subject so very, very badly. It wasn’t uncommon for an aggravated Jacob to take over the class himself while Binns was asleep, not unlike Carewyn’s friend Rowan would do later.

10) Speaking of teaching, post-Cursed-Vaults, Jacob becomes a traveling magical researcher and part-time Cursebreaker who also takes time to lecture on various subjects (most commonly DADA, Transfiguration, Potions, Cursebreaking, Ancient Languages, and Muggle Studies) at different magical schools. One particular, er...habit of his is to take his students on “field trips,” which -- although often sanctioned by the schools in question -- Jacob rarely gives the students or their parents any heads-up about beforehand. (If anything, he gets a little smug whenever parents clutch their pearls about his field trips after the fact.) Once Jacob took a Hogwarts Muggle Studies class to the Science Museum in London, and all of the students ended up returning to school afterwards with little rockets and model dinosaurs from the souvenir shop.

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T H E B A S I C S Given Name: Seong Ki-mun Nicknames: He briefly went by the name Kyle in middle school because he was tired of people teasing him about his “weird” name. But by the time he got to high school he didn’t care anymore and was back to going by his real name. (He also started purposely mispronouncing the names of anyone who made fun of his name– think A-a-ron.) Age: 30 Birthday: November 23rd Zodiac Sign: Sagittarius Birthplace: Anaheim, California Current Location: NYC, New York Speaks: English, Korean (fluently, but his family teases him about his “American accent” all the time) Dominant Hand: Right Education: He got his Associates Degree from LaGuardia Community College, then transferred to NYU and got his Bachelors in Arts & Sciences. He cheerfully refers to college as the most money he’s ever wasted in his life. Occupation: Teaching Assistant in the English department at CUNY Hunter College. He mostly assists with the Writing and Poetry classes, but also helps out with various Literature classes and acts as a substitute teacher within the department if a professor is out sick or anything. He sometimes ends up being treated more like a personal assistant– sent out for coffee or lunch, asked to type up notes or sort paperwork, but he doesn’t mind. Vehicle: Ki-mun’s aunt and uncle bought him a white 1998 Honda Prelude when he graduated from high school, and he still has it to this day. He doesn’t drive much since it’s so impractical in the city, but he likes having it around as an option for longer trips, road trips, etc. Worldly Possessions: Tons of random art supplies– pencils, charcoal, sketchbooks, clay, paints, brushes, etc. Notebooks completely filled with poetry (with many of the poems scribbled out). A fancy smart TV. A bunch of bean bag chairs. A super nice tablet (Ki-Mun may have a bit of an obsession with having the latest technology~). Tons of socks– like, way too many socks. He has an entire dresser drawer just for his socks. Pet(s): A super adorable calico munchkin kitty named Bugsy.

A P P E A R A N C E Height: He says 5’8”, but he’s closer to 5’7”. Hair: Dark black. Very full, soft and shiny. Always seems to fall perfectly into place even with the bare minimum of effort. He usually just puts a bit of pomade in it and tousles it. Facial Hair: His facial hair is very patchy, so he doesn’t bother growing it out. Eye Colour: Brown Skin Tone: A makeup artist friend of his, Andi, occasionally asks to put makeup on Ki-mun as practice (and also for fun) and has informed Ki-mun that his skin tone is “warm beige.” She also informed Ki-mun that he is an Autumn– Ki-mun doesn’t know what that means, but he likes to share it as a fun fact anytime he has to introduce himself to a group of students. Clothing: Ki-mun dresses like a pretty typical hipster, honestly. Skinny jeans, oversized sweaters, band tees, peacoats, cardigans, leather jackets, etc. He usually wears contacts, but occasionally wears big ol’ glasses. Distinguishing Marks: Does being adorable count as a distinguishing feature? Face Claim: Justin H Min

H E A L T H Physical Health: Not bad. Ki-mun was born HIV positive, but has been taking antiretroviral medications since he was a kid. At this point, his viral load is basically non-existent and he is considered to be in remission, with a very good prognosis. Because of the medication he takes, his immune system is not the best, and he is much more susceptible to getting sick as a result. During cold and flu season, Ki-mun will often wear a mask when he’s out in public– his aunt and uncle ingrained that habit in him from a young age (and also wore masks themselves so he wouldn’t feel like the odd one out). Physical Abilities/Limitations: He’s decent at almost anything to do with art, but is especially good at drawing with charcoal. He also likes doing speed-sketches, figure sketches, etc. He is also weirdly good at baseball, and plays on the New York City Metro Baseball Team as part of the NY Blacksox during the season (June through August). Also, he is great at tossing food directly into people’s mouths– popcorn, M&Ms, etc. He hardly ever misses. Addictions: Definitely caffeine, but no serious addictions. Allergies: He gets a mild rash when he eats or touches strawberries. Mental Health: It’s not horrible? It’s not great, but not horrible. As much as he denies it, Ki-mun is pretty lonely, partly because he has such a hard time letting anyone in. He’s not the most trusting person, and tends to keep people at arms’ length until he’s sure they can be trusted. At the moment, he only has one person in his life that he would actually consider a friend. Everyone else is just an acquaintance to him. Ki-mun has sort of “accepted” the idea that he may end up being alone forever, even though that’s not really what he wants.

H I S T O R Y Summary: Ki-mun was born in Anaheim, California, and got off to a pretty rough start. His mother had AIDS, and unfortunately, it was passed on to Ki-mun. He was fine and had no symptoms for a few months, but eventually began to get sick, though thanks to swift treatment, he recovered quickly and the HIV never progressed. As Ki-mun got older, his mother’s health began to deteriorate, until finally they moved in with Ki-mun’s aunt and uncle so they could help take care of her. She eventually was bedridden and had to stay in the hospital full time. One of Ki-mun’s earliest memories is of visiting his mother in the hospital for the last time, which is absolutely one of his worst memories. After his mother passed away, Ki-mun’s aunt and uncle took him in and raised him as one of their own children. They love him like crazy and were amazing parents to him, and Ki-mun has always been grateful to them– not only for raising him, but for loving him as much as they love their actual children and never making him feel like he mattered less. He had a relatively happy childhood in spite of everything. After high school, Ki-mun decided to move to New York– he wanted a change of pace, and wanted a chance to start over and reinvent himself. He found a job and began taking classes at the community college, managed to get his associate’s degree after a year and a half, and transferred to NYU to get his Bachelors. Ki-mun was a very dedicated student and didn’t spend a lot of time getting to know any of his fellow classmates, going to parties, making friends, etc. Still, he ended up being roped into a friend/study group, which is where he ended up meeting Spencer. Spencer was the first person that Ki-mun had serious feelings for. They were friends for the better part of two years, each attracted to the other but both too nervous to say anything. Finally, a week before graduation, Ki-mun got up the courage to confess how he felt, and they became an official couple for all of one day. Unfortunately, once Ki-mun explained to Spencer about his diagnosis, Spencer flew off the handle and accused Ki-mun of being deceptive, being a liar, being manipulative, etc. He told Ki-mun he was disgusting and to never contact him again, and that was that. Shortly after Ki-mun’s heart was smashed to pieces, he packed up everything he owned and moved to a new area of the city, wanting to put at least a little bit of distance between himself and his old friend group. It was here that he met Andi and became close friends with her, and also found a job at CUNY Hunter College. Although Ki-mun feels that his life is generally good and happy– he enjoys his job, has a really good friend and coworkers he likes, he has gotten really into his poetry lately and has been reading it at open mic nights– he can’t help but feel that something is missing from his life. Job History: He worked in his aunt and uncle’s restaurant from ages fifteen to eighteen. When he moved to New York, he did a little bit of job hopping before finally settling on a job at a grocery store– he stayed at that job until he graduated from college and took his job at CUNY Hunter. Fondest Memories: Despite the fact that his childhood was pretty rough at times, Ki-mun has a lot of great memories as well. Family trips to Korea, various birthdays, his graduation day. He also has fond memories of his job at the grocery store– as much as he didn’t enjoy the work, he really liked his coworkers. Plus, all the various spur-of-the-moment adventures Andi has dragged him into. Worst Experiences: His mother dying when he was four years old. Finally getting to be with the person he’d been hung up on for two years, only to be broken up with after less than a day.

C O M M U N I C A T I O N Speech Pace/Style: Sarcastic. Often sounds like he might be annoyed. He speaks in monotone with most people, even when he’s not in a bad mood, so people often think he’s angry or doesn’t like them (and to be fair, they are sometimes correct). If he’s talking to a friend, he’ll definitely be more animated and not so grumpy. And if, by chance, he’s talking to someone he’s attracted to (*coughDODGERcough*) then he’ll get a little tongue-tied, like he wants to flirt but he doesn’t really know how. Accent: American. When he speaks Korean, his American accent does come through a bit, something his family likes to tease him about. Favorite Phrases or Words: When he’s done listening to someone and wants them to stop talking to him/stop telling him a boring story, he will just say “cool” in the most monotone voice he can manage. It usually works. Usual Curse Words: He says “Jesus Christ” and “oh fuck” a lot.

P E R S O N A L I T Y, M I N D S E T, A N D B E L I E F S Personality Type: ISFP-T Sense of Humor: Definitely sarcastic and dry. He can be mean at times, but usually only if the person deserves it. As a result, Ki-mun has been described as “sassy” more than once. When he’s with people he actually likes, Ki-mun is a lot more lighthearted and not so sarcastic. Habits: Twists his lips a little when he’s thinking hard. Rolls his eyes when someone says something he thinks is dumb. Also rolls his eyes and sighs if he’s stuck in a conversation he really doesn’t want to have. When he’s reading his poetry out loud, he never looks up at the audience/whoever is listening because he’ll get too nervous if he sees everyone looking at him. Fears/Phobias: As much as he tries to act like he doesn’t care what anyone thinks of him, Ki-mun is very secretive about certain aspects of himself, and is very afraid of someone finding out more about him than he wants them to know. He can’t stand having his privacy invaded, and it honestly makes him feel sick to think of the wrong person knowing too much about him (he still hates that he ever let himself be so vulnerable with Spencer, and blames himself for not seeing more clearly what kind of person he was). Strengths: Ki-mun is very creative and has a knack for all kinds of art. Although it’s hard to get to know him, once he becomes friends with someone, he is fiercely loyal and would do anything for them. As a teacher/teaching assistant, he is exceptionally patient– much more so than in other aspects of his life. He is always happy to answer questions and help anyone student who needs it. Underneath his harsh exterior, Ki-mun is a kind person who just has trouble opening himself up to others. Flaws: He has built up a lot of walls around himself in an effort to try and keep himself from getting hurt. Every time he’s let those walls down, he’s ended up regretting it and building them back up even higher. Anyone who wants to get to know him has to be very determined. Ki-mun is also not the type of person to be nice just because social conventions say he should– if he doesn’t like someone, he won’t talk to them. If he thinks someone is boring, he will tell them so. He can’t stand small talk and will never willingly engage in it. This makes him a very difficult person to interact with. Hopes/Desires: He is not entirely sure what he wants to do with his life, but right now, he’s happy just working and exploring his options. All he knows is that he wants to keep writing poetry, possibly get some published, and keep working in a field that lets him play to his strengths. Wildest Fantasy: A cure for HIV/AIDS being found. Self-Esteem: It’s a little complicated. On some level, Ki-mun is confident in himself and proud of all he’s accomplished in his life. But at the same time, he has it in his head that he doesn’t deserve some of the things he wants, such as a romantic relationship, marriage, a family, etc. He kind of views himself as damaged goods, unfortunately. Religion: He was raised Protestant, and his family used to be fairly devout. He went to church every Sunday, they read scriptures and said a family prayer every night, etc. But the older the kids got, the less active in the church the entire family became. His parents and siblings are still casually religious, and Ki-mun has held on to certain aspects of it, but he doesn’t care about going to church or reading the bible or anything.

R A N D O M Sleeping Position: Usually on his stomach, occasionally on his back. Boxers or Briefs?: Briefs Day or Night?: He’s okay with both. He works during the day, which he likes, and in the late afternoon/evening he goes to the cafe and hangs out or reads his poetry. Top or Bottom?: Bottom, but he’s willing to switch if his partner wants to. Partying or Relaxing?: He likes parties, but he really prefers relaxing when it comes right down to it.

R E L A T I O N S H I P S Closest Friend: Andi is currently the only person Ki-mun would call a friend. He has a lot of acquaintances, but no one else that he’s really close to. Relationship History: He dated a couple of people in high school, but it was just puppy love and nothing serious. He had a couple of flings in college as well, just short-lived, purely physical relationships, and the only sexual encounters Ki-mun has ever had. And then there was Spencer. Ki-mun has not even been on a date since that whole debacle. Sexual Partners: Just the two guys Ki-mun had brief flings with. Thoughts About Sex: He enjoys it. He’s also pretty sure he’s never going to have it again, and has come to accept that.

P A R E N T S Name(s): His mother’s name was Seong Bo-ram. His aunt and uncle are named Park Min-ji and Park Kang-dae. Age(s): His mother passed away at the age of 28. His aunt is 57 and his uncle is 60. Social Standing: His mother was very well-liked, but was shunned by a lot of her friends after she not only became pregnant out of wedlock, but ended up contracting HIV. His aunt and uncle are well-respected in their community, and also well-off financially, firmly in the upper middle class. Occupation(s): His mom was a flight attendant. His aunt and uncle run a small Korean restaurant which is extremely popular– on weekends there’s often a line of people outside waiting to get in. Religion: Protestant-ish. Quality of Relationship With Their Children: Ki-mun’s mom loved him a ton– the reason she left him to her sister and brother-in-law is because she knew they would love Ki-mun as much as she did, and she was right. Ki-mun is still very close to his aunt and uncle. Living/Deceased: His mother is dead, but his aunt and uncle are alive.

S I B L I N G (S) Name(s): Park Kang-min, Jang-mi (aka Jamie) Sanders, and Park Bo-ram (named after Ki-mun’s mother). Age(s): 33, 31, and 27. Social Standing: They’re all doing quite well in life and are upstanding members of society. Occupation(s): Kang-min is a commercial airline pilot, Jamie is currently a stay-at-home mom but plans to go back to work as an RN once her kids are a little older, and Bo-ram is a violinist with the California Symphony. Religion: They’re all sorta Protestant, but Jamie is the only one of them who still goes to church now and then. Quality of Relationship with Character: Even though they are technically Ki-mun’s cousins, they always refer to him as their brother. They’re all pretty close; they don’t talk all the time or anything, but when they do, they get along very well and have always enjoyed each other’s company. Living/Deceased: All living~

D A I L Y L I F E Living Arrangements: Ki-mun lives in a modest studio apartment fairly close to both his work and Central Park. The apartment is well-decorated, with a lived-in, cozy sort of look. He’s very comfortable where he is, not at all bothered by living in a small space, especially considering how much more expensive it would be to upgrade to a one-bedroom.

#character: seong ki-mun #character sheet #ship: moondog

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July 29th-August 4th, 2020 Reader Favorites Archive

The archive for the Reader Favorites chat that occurred from July 29th, 2020 to August 4th, 2020. The chat focused on the following question:

Recommendation free-for-all! Name every webcomic you think people should be checking out!

boogeymadam

Joe is Dead - https://tapas.io/series/JoeIsDead

When a pirate is found dead with a mysterious will, crewmember Cricket is sent away to do as his will asks

Heirs of the Veil - http://heirsoftheveil.fervorcraft.de/

An Urban Fantasy about a witch who is aided by the Magical Guardian (known as The Strayer) of the area in search of her missing mother

Xii: of Magic & Muses - https://xiicomic.com/

When Willow wakes from a mysterious dream with a magical amulet that can infect other girls with Magical Girl abilities, she begins to question their bizarre all girl's school

The Guide to a Healthy Relationship - http://tgtahr.spiderforest.com/

Upon discovering his now ex-childhood friend isn't dead, an emotionally immature alcoholic tries to make amends for ruining their friendship.

Wychwood - http://wychwood.sevensmith.net/

Tiara's alien ability to conjure fire is tested in a world set twenty years after the world was invaded and then rescued from a terrifying alien force.

O' Sarilho - https://sarilho.net/en/

A Scifi comic about future roman soldiers who travel into enemy territory to find a satellite... that isn't a satellite :')

Ghost Junk Sickness - https://www.ghostjunksickness.com/

An Action-Scifi about two space-facing bounty hunters with an unstable dynamic chasing a dangerous bounty known as "The Ghost"

Cunning Fire - https://www.cunningfire.com/

Young Witch Akiva Stein is recruited by a coven of Chicago witches to travel into the afterworld and create the Elixir of Life

Keyspace: A Winged Tale - https://tapas.io/series/KEYSPACE-A-Winged-Tale

A wingless girl and her feathered friends journey into an underground laboratory to look for her scientist mother.

The Sea In You - https://tapas.io/series/theseainyou `While trying to clean up the beach, Corinth meets a mermaid. In fact, she's nearly drowned by one.

Erin Ptah (BICP | Leif & Thorn)

Every webcomic I recommend would be over 100 of them, so I'm not posting all those separate links! But here's my recs page with completed comics, with some genre info and a little blurb for each: https://www.bicatperson.com/links/references/finished-comics/

And here's my ComicRocket reading list - a few of them are to-read bookmarks, but for the rest I'm deep into the archives and always ready for more: https://www.comic-rocket.com/users/SailorPtah/

Follow Erin Ptah and others on Comic Rocket to see what comics they're sharing with you!

Miranda (Into the Swell)

Ok. I didn't know Comic Rocket was a thing but that is hella handy!!

Erin Ptah (BICP | Leif & Thorn)

It is SO handy! If you want to follow lots of comics it is absolutely lifesaving.

Miranda (Into the Swell)

Ya. I'm now setting up a reading list for me haha

RebelVampire

Centralia 2050 - https://centralia2050.com/ About: The story follows Midori, who has no memories, Grey, the unwitting dude who winds up babysitting, and some scary conspiracies they find along the way. Why: It's a fantastically drawn sci-fi with some interesting themes about discrimination and plenty of mystery. Radio Silence - http://www.radiosilencecomic.com/ About: The story follows a band as they basically live life and deal with success, family, and the band life. Why: Lots of great and relatable characters and has a great mix of both comedy and drama in a very pleasing slice of life way. Voidchild - https://tapas.io/series/Voidchild/info About: Voidchild is the story of Mary who possesses supernatural powers and consequently becomes involved in supernatural happenings going. Why: The action is really nice, the supernatural aspects interesting, and if you like seeing people develop their skills over the course of the comic, this is a great example. Alethia - https://alethia.kstipetic.com/index.html About: Alethia is a sci-fi comic about robots where each city is plagued by its own dilemma that's up for one robot to try and solve. Why: I consider this very literally to be the best sci-fi webcomic available. It is exactly what the genre is supposed to be, beautifully drawn, and I could write you a 10 page essay about every reason you should read Alethia. Super Galaxy Deluxe Knights R - http://sgkdr.webcomic.ws/ About: This is a story about Mizuki who doesn't believe in the rules and fixes problems with good strategy and crazy magic. Why: One of the best comedy webcomics in my opinion. Great timing, great payoff, and creative fights. Also Sword Warrior. The Pale - https://tapas.io/series/The-Pale About: This is a story about a small town and what happens when murders start happening. Why: Another beautifully drawn comic, and really one of the few that fills the small town murder mystery niche few comics go for.

RebelVampire

Apricot Cookie(s)! - https://apricotcookies.net/ About: The comic is a comedy about Apricot who lives in a world where basically all school kids are magical girls and she is the only one who can't transform. Why: One of the best parody comics out there. Very smart writing, and lots to laugh and enjoy. The Carpet Merchant of Konstantiiniyya - https://reimenayee.com/the-carpet-merchant-of-konstantiniyya/ About: The story follows a humble carpet merchant who has an unfortunate encounter with a vampire. Why: This offers a double whammy with beautiful, detailed art and fantastic story-telling that pulls at the heart strings. Maiden of the Machine - https://maidenmachine.com/ About: A romance story set in a steampunk world where class divides and societal expectations are a problem. Why: Very nicely paced romance with interesting characters and an interesting world. Sombulus - http://www.sombulus.com/ About: An adventure fantasy comic about a trio of misfits who go to different places, cause havoc, but also somehow kind of fix things. Why: One of those comics where it's really about the journey and having a fun time experiencing that journey. Plus, the world and set up is interesting with just enough bait for theorists. Chirault - http://chirault.sevensmith.net/ About: A fantasy comic about Kiran, a demon hunter, and Teeko, the victim of a spell gone wrong, and how they whoops into a magical adventure that risks the entire world. Why: Chirault is beautiful with great and memorable characters, well-designed world, and just everything you could want from fantasy. Rainy Day Dreams - http://rainydaydreams.mariahcurrey.com/ About: A comic about a world of monsters where Tristin the oopsed into the world human, Mara the magic mature one, and Michael the regular ol' vampire becomes friends and navigate life. Why: A lot to offer in both fantasy and comedy, so overall just a really enjoyable, light-hearted read.

Ring Spell - https://ring-spell.com/ About: A fantasy, slice of life about witches, wizards, and something about rings. Why: Super crisp and beautiful art combined with plenty of mysteries to keep the brain thinking.

Many more I could add, but I will stop there with my walls.

mathtans

It occurs to me that I mentioned a bunch in the CTP talk but never tossed them in here. Some of them already are mentioned above, so for the others...

https://tapas.io/series/champs (Lesbians, wrestling, an interesting mix)

https://tapas.io/series/The-Cat-The-Vine-and-The-Victory/info (Real interesting world built here, engaging plot and characters, long runner.)

https://nattosoup.com/ (7" Kara, for anyone fond of watercolours and the idea that tiny people exist. Currently has a kickstarter going)

Enjoy, all the best, thanks for the memories. ^^

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