#Bob Slade

[jhsharman]

Gumshoe Gambit

Makes for a funny word balloon shape, and a weird door showing.

[zippocreed501]

Vic and Bob - Slade At Christmas

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Advent Calendar 2022: Day 6 🎅

Advent Calendar 2022: Day 6 🎅

Hello again. The door for Day 6 of my Advent Calendar slowly creaks open and today it reveals a mega selection of songs. As I have said before, and you may have noticed, I tend to steer clear of songs which have been chart hits but I occasionally play a few, and it seemed a good idea to give you a whole bunch of them all in one go. I did this last year with a slightly different selection, and…

[starbug]

At Home with Vic ‘n’ Bob: Slade at Christmas December 27th, 1993 

[random-brushstrokes]

George Clausen (British, 1852-1944) - Head of a Young Woman (Dolly Henry)

In October 1914 the tragic news that Dolly Henry had been shot by her lover, the artist John Currie, spread swiftly through the art world. A popular Irish model, renowned for her rich auburn hair, Henry's relationship with Currie was known to be tempestuous, and although highly regarded, he frequently talked of suicide. Having murdered Henry in her rooms in Chelsea, he took his own life. Shocked by the news, Clausen, with good memories of Dolly, and the days when the present portrait was painted, joined other artists for whom she had worked in subscribing to her funeral costs. Portraits and figure-pieces featuring the object of Currie's infatuation tend to accentuate her prominent cheek bones and adopt the Italianate 'Primitivism' that was a consistent feature of the work of Slade students of his day - and is seen in Head of a Girl, and in Dolly Henry on Hampstead Heath (sold Bonhams, 10 July 2018, fig 1). Living nearby at the time she first sat for Clausen in May 1912, she was also working for other artists such as William Strang, and the sculptors, George Frampton and Havard Thomas, as well as Currie. Clausen's approach was more naturalistic than Currie's, and in the present portrait he strips his model of the art fashions of the moment. The artist, having recently visited Sicily and Greece on Art Workers' Guild holidays, was developing his own individual approach to the classical ideal – best expressed in Primavera 1914 (private collection), for which Henry initially modelled. When she and Currie took off to live in Brittany for a brief period, this project was completed with Lilian Ryan, later Lady Kelly. In the meantime, as the Breton adventure ended in failure, Henry hoped to bury herself in Cornwall and escape Currie's attentions. There she bobbed her hair, and sat for Harold and Laura Knight, memorably posing for the latter's Marshmallows, 1914 (private collection), before fleeing again to Chelsea. (source)

[green-eyedfirework]

“Anyone ever tell you that dragons are possessive, little thief?” Slade asks conversationally, as though he hasn’t got the human pinned under one clawed hand, towering above him with wings flared.  His cave is alight with merrily dancing flames and even with one eye, Slade’s eyesight is good enough to see the way they flicker in the thief’s wide blue eyes.

“I—I wasn’t—I’m not,” the little thief stutters, breaking off with a gasp as Slade presses him flat against the stone.  “I’m sorry!” comes out higher-pitched, “I—I apologize, I didn't mean to—”

“Didn’t mean to steal from a dragon?” Slade finishes helpfully.  Watching the impertinent little shit sneak through his cave had been almost entertaining enough to excuse being woken from a nap.  Especially his squeak when he saw Slade staring straight at him.

The little thief tried to run before Slade’s tail cut him off from the entrance and Slade’s claws trapped him in a cage.

“What were you looking for, anyway?”

“...Dragon scales,” the quiet voice admits hesitantly.

Bold little thief.  Dragon scales are very valuable.  Slade’s seen them used in jewelry and in metal-working and for magic.  It also explains why the little thief ignored the piles of gold and jewels and finery to creep towards the dry, cracking patch of scales on Slade’s back foot.

“And you thought you could waltz right in here and take them, little thief?”

“I’m not—” the human starts before he cuts himself off.  “I’m sorry.  I—I really need those scales.  Please.”

Slade hums consideringly.  This is truly an interesting diversion—and a pretty prize.

Usually Slade’s prey doesn’t wander right into his den, but he’s not complaining.

“What’s your name, little thief?” Slade asks.  Desperation is a good look on him.  His dark hair is ruffled, his skin gleams in the firelight, and those blue eyes shine like sapphires.

The thief swallows before replying and Slade watches his throat bob.  “Dick,” he says, “Dick Grayson.”

“And what would you do in return for my scales?” Slade asks.  Dick’s expression flits to relief as he inhales sharply.  Slade doesn’t let himself grin, not yet.  Lull the little thief into thinking he’ll get what he wants, let him taste the fruits of his greed, and he won’t let go.

“You’ll give them to me?” the thief’s voice cracks with hope.

“I’m sure we can work out a deal,” Slade lets himself show each and every one of his fangs.  The little thief shivers.  “Depends on how badly you want those scales.”

“What’s the deal?” Dick asks bravely.

Slade lowers his head until he’s looking at the little thief from a distance close enough to devour him.  “I’ve been looking for a bedwarmer,” Slade says, voice low and deep, “Satisfy me, little thief, and I’ll give you your scales.”

Dick’s eyes widen to the size of saucers.  He stops breathing, literally, looking up at Slade like he’s expecting Slade to take him like this, and Slade allows himself the chuckle as he shifts forms.  When the transformation ends, Slade’s straddling the little thief, human-sized hands keeping him pinned to the ground.

Dick takes a shaky, trembling breath.  His heart is thrumming like a hummingbird’s.  His expression is close to relief, though still too desperate to qualify, and Slade grins.  This form may be smaller but it is by no means small.

“Well?” Slade asks.  It’s been a long time since he’s had some stress relief.

“Alright,” the human’s voice is hoarse, “I agree to the deal.”

“Fantastic,” Slade purrs, leaning over Dick, “Let’s get started.”

~#~

Dick has to fight to not back himself all the way until he tumbles out of the nest he’s been led to.  It’s lined with soft furs and pillows, sinfully decadent, and Dick has never felt more terrified as he edges away from the dragon stalking in.

Slade, he introduced himself, after Dick was able to calm down from the near panic attack of a dragon wanting to fuck him, and even in human form the dragon is nearly twice the size of him.  Silver hair, a dark eyepatch, a dark orange-and-black scaled suit that ripples above his skin.

Dick’s gaze wanders to his crotch, and he swallows thickly.  The bulge is…large.

“Here, little thief.”  The dragon tosses something at him and Dick nearly fumbles the catch.  “Prepare yourself.”

It’s a bottle of oil.  Dick stares at it, heart thundering in his ears.  He can’t believe this is happening.  But he needs those scales, and this is the only way.

“Or do you want me to do it for you?”  Dick snaps his gaze up and Slade’s grin is wicked as he flexes a claw-tipped hand.  Dick can’t entirely suppress the shudder as he sits up hastily and gets to removing his clothes.  He doesn’t want those claws anywhere near him, human-sized or not.

He can still feel the crushing weight on his chest, the surging terror when he realized he was caught, he failed, the dragon had him and wasn’t going to let him go—

“A better prize than I imagined,” the dragon says, low and heated and Dick looks up from the pile of his clothes to see Slade eyeing his naked body like it’s something to be devoured.  He shivers, and Slade’s gaze grows more intense.

[jellyfitzjelly]

Dick watched him intently, fighting to keep his eyes open. Slade had shut his eye a long time ago, hands gripping Dick's hips so hard it would leave bruises. The young man kept going, keening every time Slade's cock rubbed his prostate. He watched Slade's mouth twitch as he tightened around him. It was intoxicating to see a man so pathologically greedy for control begin to unravel before his very eyes.

"Come for me, baby," Dick moaned. "You feel so good inside me, you've been so so good to me..."

Slade's mouth fell open as if to moan too, but no sound came out. His features twisted as the pleasure hiked up. It was like watching the sea change from calm to stormy. Dick was enthralled by the storm.

"Please, Slade," he begged, and that was Slade's undoing.

He arched up, head thrown back as he dug his nails into Dick's skin. He was entirely silent, Adam's apple bobbing as he orgasmed. He looked like the debauched version of those saints in ecstasy, touched by divine revelation. That was Dick needed to come too.

[dynamoe]

Billy Quizboy as the rabbit-toothed guitarist DAVE HILL of glam rock band SLADE— sporter of the worst bangs in rock n' roll history*— circa their 1973 Christmas #2 Merry Christmas Everybody**, which was covered as the annual Venture Bros holiday song this year by Pete White, Master Billy Quizboy, his mom and her lovers (the elderly superhero polycule).

→ hear the cover on KenPlume's youtube → go to the Billy Quizboy & Pete White index

(I know with the orange hair/eyepatch he looks like Ziggy Stardust— the Quizboy:Slade ratio is a delicate balance.)

Merriest Twelfth Day of Christmas to you, to Jackson Publick and Doc Hammer and to Slade and anyone else still reading who gives a shit.

Slade is more of a British thing, really. They had a ton of British hits in the 1970s as a glam rock band, but didn't break into the US until the 1980s (when they replaced Ozzy Osborne at the Reading Festival) with Cum on Feel the Noize, pivoting to be more hard rock/metal.

Noddy Holder was more of the “face” of Slade (head to toe plaid, mutton chops, tophat covered in mirrors). I suspect the all-plaid outfit on Col. Gentleman in the Vbros cover art is a take on Noddy's look... or he ignored the brief and dressed as one of Scotland's own Bay City Rollers. Slade suffered from a lesser case of Cheap Trick syndrome, where every member dressed like they were in a different band. Dave dressed full spaceman-- face glitter, every variety of metallic fabric available (lurex, glitter knit, vinyl, lamé) in shades of silver. The other guitarist whose name I won't look up wore a red lurex suit (I guess that would be Pete's outfit in their cover band) which he had to keep replacing because he sweated so much on stage the fibers literally melted (one of the suits was preserved by the V&A on an episode of Secrets of the Museum)... No one cares about the drummer. 

The only reason I know anything about Slade — I'm no rock trivia geek, I’m a comedy nerd — Slade was a constant punchline in 1990s Brit Comedy. Noddy appeared on Never Mind the Buzzcocks in the LaMar era. 1993 sketch show The Smell of Reeves and Mortimer had a recurring mini-sitcom “Slade in Residence” (the band living in a suburban home together, wearing their stage costumes, eating nothing but cup-of-soup, obsessing over monster truck rallies and­— the key to their appeal to Vic and Bob, I imagine­— whining in thick Black Country accents.)

Billy is my Covid muse and if he stars in the annual Christmas cover (he had only sung before on 2006's VentureAid; read poems on their take on the Beatles Fan Club records), it's not like I CAN'T draw something despite saying I was done with this shit. I promised you guys a *technically* Christmas Billy drawing and I *technically* delivered.

Now I'm gonna switch to drawing characters I own so I can finally make some money. Godblessuseveryone. ___

*Dave Hill was just being a futuristic spaceman, those micro-bangs were the hottness on all the skater girls of the late 1990s. I even had 'em.

**Having the #1 song at Christmas is a big deal in the UK (as you may remember from the Bill Nighy segments from Love Actually) and the 1973 slug match between Slade's Merry Christmas Everybody and the eventual winner Wizzard’s I Wish It Could Be Christmas Everyday looms large in music trivia, to the degree that I was sure Astrobot Go was going to release a cover a day later of some other (more fan-favored) characters doing their version of Wizzard to rain on Billy et. al’s parade.

→ Wizzard

So which character dons the beard and harlequin eye facepaint to be the guy from Wizzard? Probably Hank, right?

→ go to the Billy Quizboy & Pete White index → Nobody'sSweetheart on Instagram

[thisisyourdriverspeaking]

Summer break and I'm kinda sorta missing F1 so here are the UK number one songs when drivers got their first Grand Prix win. Enjoy 😊

Giuseppe Farina (1950 British GP - 13th May), Juan Manuel Fangio (1950 Monaco GP - 21st May) & Johnnie Parsons (1950 Indy 500 - 30th May) - Billy Eckstine - My Foolish Heart

Lee Wallard (1951 Indy 500 - 30th May) - Les Paul & Mary Ford - Mockin' Bird Hill

Luigi Fagioli (1951 French GP - 1st July) & Jose Froilan Gonzalez (1951 British GP - 14th July) - Nelson Eddy & Jo Stafford - With These Hands

Alberto Ascari (1951 German GP - 29th July) - Hoagy Carmichael - My Resistance Is Low

Piero Taruffi (1952 Swiss GP - 18th May) - Nat 'King' Cole - Unforgettable

Troy Ruttman (1952 Indy 500 - 30th May) - Jo Stafford - Ay-Round The Corner

Bill Vukovich (1953 Indy 500 - 30th May) & Mike Hawthorn (1953 French GP - 5th July) - Frankie Laine - I Believe

Maurice Trintignant (1955 Monaco GP - 22nd May) - Tony Bennett - Stranger In Paradise

Bob Sweikert (1955 Indy 500 - 30th May) - Eddie Calvert - Cherry Pink And Apple Blossom White

Stirling Moss (1955 British GP - 16th July) - Alma Cogan - Dreamboat

Luigi Musso (1956 Argentine GP - 22nd January) - Tennessee Ernie Ford - Sixteen Tons

Pat Flaherty (1956 Indy 500 - 30th May) & Peter Collins (1956 Belgian GP - 3rd June) - Ronnie Hilton - No Other Love

Sam Hanks (1957 Indy 500 - 30th May) - Andy Williams - Butterfly

Tony Brooks (1957 British GP - 20th July) - Elvis Presley - All Shook Up

Jimmy Bryan (1958 Indy 500 - 30th May) - Connie Francis - Who's Sorry Now

Jack Brabham (1959 Monaco GP - 10th May) - Buddy Holly - It Doesn't Matter Anymore

Rodger Ward (1959 Indy 500 - 30th May) & Jo Bonnier (1959 Dutch GP - 31st May) - Elvis Presley - A Fool Such As I

Bruce McLaren (1959 US GP - 12th December) - Adam Faith - What Do You Want?

Jim Rathmann (1960 Indy 500 - 30th May) - The Everly Brothers - Cathy's Clown

Phil Hill (1960 Italian GP - 4th September) - The Shadows - Apache

Wolfgang Von Trips (1961 Dutch GP - 22nd May) - Floyd Cramer - On The Rebound

Giancarlo Baghetti (1961 French GP - 2nd July) - Del Shannon - Runaway

Innes Ireland (1961 US GP - 8th October) - The Shadows - Kon-Tiki

Graham Hill (1962 Dutch GP - 20th May) - B Bumble & The Stingers - Nut Rocker

Jim Clark (1962 Belgian GP - 17th June) - Elvis Presley - Good Luck Charm

Dan Gurney (1962 French GP - 8th July) - Mike Sarne & Wendy Richard - Come Outside

John Surtees (1963 German GP - 4th August) - Elvis Presley - Devil In Disguise

Lorenzo Bandini (1964 Austrian GP - 23rd August) - Manfred Man - Do Wah Diddy Diddy

Jackie Stewart (1965 Italian GP - 12th September) - The Rolling Stones - (I Can't Get No) Satisfaction

Richie Ginther (1965 Mexican GP - 24th October) - Ken Dodd - Tears

Ludovico Scarfiotti (1966 Italian GP - 4th September) - The Beatles - Yellow Submarine

Pedro Rodriguez (1967 South African GP - 2nd January) - Tom Jones - Green Green Grass Of Home

Denny Hulme (1967 Monaco GP - 7th May) - Sandie Shaw - Puppet On A String

Jacky Ickx (1968 French GP - 7th July) & Jo Siffert (1968 British GP - 20th July) - Equals - Baby Come Back

Jochen Rindt (1969 US GP - 5th October) - Jane Birkin & Serge Gainsbourg - Je T'aime... Mon Non Plus

Clay Regazzoni (1970 Italian GP - 6th September) - Smokey Robinson & The Miracles - Tears Of A Clown

Emerson Fittipaldi (1970 US GP - 4th October) - Freda Payne - Band Of Gold

Mario Andretti (1971 South African GP - 6th March) - Mungo Jerry - Baby Jump

Peter Gethin (1971 Italian GP - 5th September) - Diana Ross - I'm Still Waiting

Francois Cevert (1971 US GP - 3rd October) - Rod Stewart - Maggie May

Jean-Pierre Beltoise (1972 Monaco GP - 14th May) - T-Rex - Metal Guru

Ronnie Peterson (1973 French GP - 1st July) - Donny Osmond - Young Love

Peter Revson (1973 British GP - 14th July) - Slade - Skweeze Me Pleeze Me

Carlos Reutemann (1974 South African GP - 30th March) - Paper Lace - Billy Don't Be A Hero

Niki Lauda (1974 Spanish GP - 28th April) - Abba - Waterloo

Jody Scheckter (1974 Swedish GP - 9th June) - Ray Stevens - The Streak

Jose Carlos Pace (1975 Brazilian GP - 26th January) - Pilot - January

Jochen Mass - (1975 Spanish GP - 27th April) - Mud - Oh Boy

James Hunt (1975 Dutch GP - 22nd June) - 10CC - I'm Not In Love

Vittorio Brambilla (1975 Austrian GP - 17th August) - The Stylistics - I Can't Give You Anything (But My Love)

John Watson (1976 Austrian GP - 15th August) - Elton John & Kiki Dee - Don't Go Breaking My Heart

Gunnar Nilsson (1977 Belgian GP - 5th June) - Rod Stewart - I Don't Want To Talk About It

Jacques Laffite (1977 Swedish GP - 19th June) - The Jacksons - Show You The Way To Go

Alan Jones (1977 Austrian GP - 14th August) - Brotherhood Of Man - Angelo

Patrick Depailler (1978 Monaco GP - 7th May) - Boney M - Rivers Of Babylon

Gilles Villeneuve (1978 Canadian GP - 8th October) - John Travolta & Olivia Newton-John - Summer Nights

Jean-Pierre Jabouille (1979 French GP - 1st July) - Tubeway Army - Are 'Friends' Electric?

Rene Arnoux (1980 Brazilian GP - 27th January) - The Specials - Too Much Too Young

Nelson Piquet (1980 US GP - March 30) - The Jam - Going Underground

Didier Pironi (1980 Belgian GP - 4th May) - Dexy's Midnight Runners - Geno

Alain Prost (1981 French GP - 5th July) - The Specials - Ghost Town

Riccardo Patrese (1982 Monaco GP - 23rd May) - Madness - House Of Fun

Patrick Tambay (1982 German GP - 8th August) & Elio De Angelis (1982 Austrian GP) - Dexy's Midnight Runners - Come On Eileen

Keke Rosberg (1982 Swiss GP - 29th August) & Michele Alboreto (1982 Caesers Palace GP) - Survivor - Eye Of The Tiger

Ayrton Senna (1985 Portuguese GP - 21st April) - USA For Africa - We Are The World

Nigel Mansell (1985 European GP - 6th October) - Jennifer Rush - The Power Of Love

Gerhard Berger (1986 Mexican GP - 12th October) - Nick Berry - Every Loser Wins

Thierry Boutsen (1989 Canadian GP - 18th June) - Soul II Soul - Back To Life (However Do You Want Me)

Alessandro Nannini (1989 Japanese GP - 22nd October) - Jive Bunny & The Mastermixers - That's What I Like

Michael Schumacher (1992 Belgian GP - 30th August) - Snap! - Rhythm Is A Dancer

Damon Hill (1993 Hungarian GP - 15th August) - Freddie Mercury - Living On My Own

Jean Alesi (1995 Canadian GP - 11th June) - Robson & Jerome - Unchained Melody

Johnny Herbert (1995 British GP - 16th July) - Outhere Brothers - Boom Boom Boom

David Coulthard (1995 Portuguese GP - 24th September) - Simply Red - Fairground

Olivier Panis (1996 Monaco GP - 19th May) - Gina G - Ooh Ahh... Just A Little Bit

Jacques Villeneuve (1996 European GP - 28th April) - George Michael - Fastlove

Heinz-Harald Frentzen (1997 San Marino GP) - Michael Jackson - Blood On The Dance Floor

Mika Hakkinen (1997 European GP - 26th October) - Aqua - Barbie Girl

Eddie Irvine (1999 Australian GP - 7th March) - Boyzone - When The Going Gets Tough

Ruben Barrichello (2000 German GP - 30th July) - Craig David - 7 Days

Ralf Schumacher (2001 San Marino GP - 15th April) - Emma Bunton - What Took You So Long?

Juan Pablo Montoya (2001 Italian GP - 16th September) - DJ Otzi - Hey Baby

Kimi Raikkonen (2003 Malaysian GP - 23rd March) - Gareth Gates ft The Kumars - Spirit In The Sky

Giancarlo Fisichella (2003 Brazilian GP - 6th April) - Room 5 ft Oliver Cheatham - Make Luv

Fernando Alonso (2003 Hungarian GP - 24th August) - Blu Cantrell ft Sean Paul - Breathe

Jarno Trulli (2004 Monaco GP - 23rd May) - Frankee - F.U.R.B (F U Right Back

Jenson Button (2006 Hungarian GP - 6th August) - Shakira ft Wyclef Jean - Hips Don't Lie

Felipe Massa (2006 Turkish GP - 27th August) - Beyonce ft Jay-Z - Deja Vu

Lewis Hamilton (2007 Canadian GP - 10th June) - Rihanna ft Jay-Z - Umbrella

Robert Kubica (2008 Canadian GP - 8th June) - Mint Royale - Singin' In The Rain

Heikki Kovalainen (2008 Hungarian GP - 3rd August) - Dizzee Rascal ft Calvin Harris & Chrome - Dance Wiv Me

Sebastian Vettel (2008 Italian GP - 14th September) - Kings Of Leon - Sex On Fire

Mark Webber (2009 German GP - 12th July) - Cascada - Evacuate The Dancefloor

Nico Rosberg (2012 Chinese GP - 15th April) - Carly Rae Jepsen - Call Me Maybe

Pastor Maldonado (2012 Spanish GP - 13th May) - Rita Ora ft Tinie Tempah - R.I.P.

Daniel Ricciardo (2014 Canadian GP - 8th June) - Ed Sheeran - Sing

Max Verstappen (2016 Spanish GP - 15th May) - Drake ft Wizkid & Kyla - One Dance

Valtteri Bottas (2017 Russian GP - 30th April) - Clean Bandit ft Zara Larsson - Symphony

Charles Leclerc (2019 Belgian GP - 1st September) - Ed Sheeran ft Stormzy - Take Me Back To London

Pierre Gasly (2020 Italian GP - 6th September) - Cardi B ft Megan Thee Stallion - WAP

Sergio Perez (2020 Sakhir GP - 6th December) - Ariana Grande - Positions

Esteban Ocon (2021 Hungarian GP - 1st August) - Ed Sheeran - Bad Habits

Carlos Sainz Jr (2022 British GP - 3rd July) - Kate Bush - Running Up That Hill

George Russell (2022 Brazilian GP - 13th November) - Taylor Swift - Anti-Hero

Lando Norris (2024 Miami GP - 5th May) & Oscar Piastri (2024 Hungarian GP - 21st July) - Sabrina Carpenter - Espresso

And yes, I've created a Spotify playlist for these tunes 😊😊

[camillafanfiction]

Christmas lights

Up above candles on air flicker Oh, they flicker, and they flow And I'm up here holding onto All those chandeliers of hope And like some drunken Elvis singing I go singing out of tune Singing how I always loved you, darling And I always will

Oh, when you're still waiting for the snow to fall It doesn't really feel like Christmas at all Still waiting for the snow to fall It doesn't really feel like Christmas at all

⁓ Coldplay

14.12.1973, London

The festive baubles glittered and glimmered as couples danced and friends raised their glasses while the DJ played one Christmas hit after another. This year’s Christmas hit “Merry Xmas” by Slade had already been played more than once but nobody seemed to be sick of it as of now. This was one of the most glamorous Christmas parties of the season and everybody had dressed to impress. Camilla didn’t make an exception, she looked fabulous in a dark green sequined dress with a low neckline and shimmered wonderfully as she swirled on the dance floor and moved her body to the rhythm of the music. Andrew had very much looked like a proud husband when the couple had arrived but as the clock hand moved past midnight he couldn’t be seen anymore. At least not by Camilla, but she appeared to be perfectly happy. As usual, she was the life of the party and didn’t need to worry about company or a dance partner. Friends and socialites had rallied around her and people threw their heads back in laughter as she cracked jokes and made naughty remarks. As usual, she was one of the stars of the season, and rightly so.

Charles, however, had seen Andrew in the arms of another busty blonde about half an hour ago, before they had disappeared out of his sight as well. The venue was crowded, but he had kept eagle eyes on both, Camilla, and Andrew. He had tried to concentrate on his dance partners, but he had ignored all of the flirting attempts as his eyes had been stuck. Stuck on her. The only lady he was interested in. Still.

But they hadn’t spoken a word tonight, they hadn’t even greeted each other, there just hadn’t been any opportunity – Charles wasn’t even sure she had noticed his attendance, but his arrival usually meant lots of ‘ahs’ and ‘ohs’, so she probably had… Maybe it was best as it would cause too much heart-pain and would be too awkward anyway, but Charles was still hoping for at least one little opportunity to say “hi!”. It would be an early Christmas present as they hadn’t spoken since Anne’s wedding to Mark on his 25th birthday, exactly one months ago. What a dreadful day it had been, Charles sighed, what a dreadful year actually.

Camilla’s hair fell in short, soft waves, framing her beautiful face. She looked simply perfect from head to toe and, once again, Charles couldn’t understand how Andrew could cheat on someone like Camilla. They weren’t even married for six months. Andrew had the freaking audacity to get lucky enough to marry Camilla and not stopping his philandering. What the hell was wrong with this man?! He just couldn’t bear thinking about it. If he spent just one other thought on Andrew, he’d go mad.

After another endless 20 minutes of upbeat Christmas songs, he finally spotted Camilla walking over to one of the waiters with a silly Father Christmas hat on, probably asking for her signature drink, a gin tonic with a slice of lemon. This was the moment Charles realized he was in a desperate need for a drink, too, excused himself from the girl whose name he’d already forgotten again and hustled to the same waiter, slowing down when he came closer.

Camilla was taken by surprise, Charles could see it the second their eyes met, and she bobbed down in a curtsey, lowering her eyes. “Hello, Your Royal Highness,” she said formally, feeling slightly ridiculous by the formality of the situation.

“Hello you,” Charles replied way more intimate and moved slightly forward to place a soft kiss on both her cheeks. “Nice to see you again.”

In fact, it was much more than “nice” to see her again, to inhale her smell even in that crowded room, to feel the warmth of her soft hand, the tickle of her cheeky curls… Charles knew he shouldn’t feel that way about another man’s wife, but he couldn’t help it. This time last year she had still been his…

“Very nice indeed.” Camilla almost looked shy and blushed but found her usual confident self again within the blink of an eye. “I seem to have lost my husband about two hours ago,” she tried to joke and ignored the queasiness in the pit of her stomach. Five months into her marriage she had realized that being married hadn’t really changed Andrew and that, though they were actually experiencing wedded bliss, he still couldn’t keep his eyes and, unfortunately, hands off other women.

For a moment, Charles considered telling her that he’d seen her disappearing with the blonde beauty, but then decided against it as he didn’t want to ruin her Christmas or, even worse, hurt her. Instead, he opted to awkwardly compliment her, kneading his hands, and resisting the urge to touch her again. “You look wonderful tonight.”

Camilla flashed him a smile, murmuring “Thank you!”, and in a rush of intimacy pushed him over to one of the tables in the corner where it was a bit quieter. Unfortunately, it was before either of them realised that they had ended up in the lover’s lane with couples around them passionately snogging and even more. “Oh my God!”, Camilla giggled, looking around, well noticing that Charles’ face had turned red. “I seem to have for-“

“Kiss me!” Charles suddenly declared and Camilla wasn’t sure if she’d understood him correctly. However, before she was able to give him an asking or indignant glance, she felt soft lips on hers, just for a millisecond, so quick she couldn’t be sure it had been reality or a just a wild dream, a vision of what her most inner self was secretly wishing for.

It must have been the gin, Camilla decided. Why on earth should she wish to kiss her ex-beau?! She was happily married to the man she had always wanted to marry, and they had loads of fun trying to make a baby at every given opportunity. “Would you like to dance?”, Charles asked innocently and grabbed her arm to push her to the dance floor where people were shaking their legs to the sound of “I wish it could be Christmas everyday” by Wizzard, another top 10 hit that, for Charles’ taste, had been played more than enough tonight. But it didn’t matter, he had Camilla in his arms and swirled her around, he had kissed her, only a millisecond and so quick she hadn’t grasped it, but he had tasted her lips and they had felt as soft as last year. He would later regret it, he already knew, he would die of heartache and the pain of missing her even more than before. He would spend Christmas just as depressed as always and count the hours till he could be back onboard that bloody ship again that would take him to shores far away from her, but not the love for her he carried in his heart and couldn’t let go. It didn’t particularly help that the DJ now opted for “I Love You Love Me Love” by Garry Glitter, who sang of a couple whose love had won against all odds. Charles tried not to listen to the lyrics but solely focus on the music instead, but having Camilla’s body so close brought back memories of times when he thought he might be able to call her his wife one day. Maybe if he’d been brave enough to ask her last year, on his 24th birthday maybe… But who on earth married aged 24 in this time and age, especially as a prince?! There was no use in dwelling in the past, Charles knew, but it hurt so very much.

“In the mood for another drink?”, Camilla asked when she found they were dancing a bit too familiar and intimate when a slow song started to play.

Charles tried to hide his disappointment, but knew she was right, so he nodded. “Okay.”

“Martini, Sir?”, she winked and added “Shaken, not stirred?” That made him laugh with his eyes, Camilla noticed relieved. She didn’t want to hurt him, this had never been her intention, but she’d made the right decision for herself with marrying Andrew, hadn’t she? Charles had been a fling, Andrew was her true love, the man she was destined to be with. Two or three times when Andrew had come home late on a Friday evening and had smelt of another women’s perfume, she’d caught herself thinking that this wouldn’t have happened with Charles, that she’d be more appreciated… but she’d made the right decision, she had snatched her fetching soldier, and she was so excited for her first Christmas as a wife. She’d already planned everything from the dinner to the music to the decorations. It would simply be perfect…

His hair a bit too accurate, Andrew suddenly appeared behind Charles, a bright grin upon his face. “Hello poppet,” he greeted his wife, placing a fierce kiss on her mouth before greeting Charles with a small bow of his head. “Nice to see you, Sir. I hope my wife hasn’t bothered you too much with talking about her plans for Christmas all night…”

“Not at all.”, Charles stated, smiling at Camilla, and giving Andrew a stern look.

“Well… good…” Andrew commented and casually took a huge sip out of his whiskey glass, emptying it and putting it on the next bar table. “C’mon, poppet, let’s rock the dance floor,” he declared then, wrapping his strong arms around her waist and winking at her.

Camilla gave Charles an apologetic glance, detached herself from her husband for a moment and placed swift kisses on both of Charles’ cheeks. “I’ll see you… Happy Christmas!”, she said before being drawn away by her husband onto the dance floor.

For a few moments Charles masochistically watched them kissing and dancing like lovers (or newly married couples) do before emptying his glass with one sip as well, cursing the day he was born. Or rather the day Andrew had been born, he wasn’t sure yet. Without taking another look at Camilla and her husband or anyone else again, Charles left the party, knowing he would live from the few moments he’d had with her today till the next time he’d see her again.

[the-undercity]

I made a G'raha Tia in the Sims 4!! The options for him on the gallery weren't amazing, and no one has posted one of him anywhere, so I went ahead and made my own. Hoping to share the joy of my favorite catboy! :D

Information about him as well as the sim download is below the cut! He uses CC and his outfits require some of the packs.

Packs required for his clothes are High School Years, Cottage Living, Snowy Escape, Discover University, Island Living, Seasons, Get To Work, Realm of Magic, Spa Day, and Nifty Knitting.

His clothes are NOT similar to source, I kind of used him as a dress-up doll. So it's not the end of the world if you don't have one or more of the above packs!! I recommend changing around pieces you don't have :D Catboy dress-up dolls are awesome

His traits are Good/Socially Awkward (HSY)/Foodie and his aspiration is Friend of the World (I have an aspiration overhaul mod so I'm Not Sure if it'll reset in someone else's game but it is a base game aspiration). If anyone has any suggestions for how I could change his traits I'd be happy to hear them haha

CC used includes:

Miqo'te Ears - Slade

Eyeshadow N2 - Northern Siberia Winds

Snuggly Socks - Sondescent

Evermore Skinblend - Plumbhead

Arwen Eyebrows - Obscurus (click the purple DL link to go to SFS from the patreon link)

Passionfruit Liner - Crypticsim (merged one)

Vanilla Noodles Body Overlay - Illusims

Cat Tail - NotEgain

Feline Eyes - EachUisage

Nose Mask 04 - RemusSirion

Mesmerized Body Blush - Plumbhead (Tattoo Light version)

Miqo'te Markings - Raccoonium

Lips N33 - ddarkstonee

2D Eyelashes N5 b - Obscurus

Panda Lan Lan Short Bob - Kijiko

Sorbet Remix Skin Tones - Noodles

No Ears - Cmar

Body Preset N1 V2 - Silumeo

Skin details and stuff aren't REQUIRED, you could get away with just the important stuff (like hair/ears/markings/etc). But if you want him to look The Same (tm) then this is everything he uses!! Use your best judgement [:

Download link for the sim is here: DL

Video guide to adding sims to your library from a download is here

Hope you guys enjoy him! Likes and reblogs appreciated but not required. I love him lots.

[chejuu]

writing patterns tag game

ty @wingdingery <3

Rules: list the first line of your last 10 (posted) fics and see if there's a pattern!

honestly my first thought was "oh, this would be fun if i had posted ten fics!" and then checked my work count was 12 like shocked_pikachu.jpg

“Pretty necklace,” Buffy says, lifting a delicate golden chain from the chest she’s been forearm-deep in for the last five minutes. [something old and borrowed]

“You must forgive me,” Javert says from the doorway, and the man sitting at the table startles so violently that his knee comes up and bangs the table, rattling his plate and the plate of the small, blonde-curled child sat beside him. [in mercy's name]

In Dick’s defense, when you get a ping from Oracle that Deathstroke’s been spotted in town meeting with another assassin, you draw some conclusions. [exactly what it looks like]

This isn’t the most compromising position Deathstroke has seen Dick in, but it’s damn close. [sex, lies, and audiotape]

“I’m retired.” Slade slams the door in his face. [the sixth sorrow]

Troy bursts through the crowd backstage, and there he is — Glenn, surrounded by admirers, absolutely glowing, flushed and grinning ear to ear, the blonde bob askew atop his head. [better now]

As soon as they’re alone at HQ, Grayson turns predictably ornery. [down together]

Though Grayson’s not so amateur to wake with a groan or a flail or anything else that would give him away, Slade can tell when he wakes nonetheless just from the way his breathing picks up. [bad desire]

Dick has always found thunderstorms strangely erotic. [storm thirst]

It’s four miles to Dick’s nearest safehouse, and Jason is already getting sloppy, missing his jumps and stumbling at the smallest inconvenience. [diesis]

i guess i like starting in media res? when i read i find it really fun to jump straight in, and get to piece together the context and worldbuilding as i go, so that's what i try to aim for when i write (def don't always succeed, but it's a goal!)

tagging @roipecheur @buddyaldridge @wildsofmarch @lollilollipop99 @lordwisteria :~)

[autisticrosewilson]

hey dude, i was wondering if you had any specific headcanons for the styles or types of clothes that anyone in wilson family likes to wear? really interested in your input for this

*heavy breathing* boy do I!!! I already know I won't be able to fit everyone in one part so we're doing the girls first

Tara:

There are layers, her fashion has evolved over time and I've separated it into three tiers.

Starting at the bottom, tier one was when Slade first took her in. She got most of her clothes from thrift stores and bargain bins, and she kept many of the clothes she collected while homeless. She had a kind of skater girl style when she did let Slade buy her new clothes because she strayed towards second hand stores and hand-me-downs. Often wore several layers regardless of temperature because of her chronic fear of the cold. Rarely do her clothes fit, every shirt she wears is for a band she's never heard of or the world's stupidest slogan that she could barely read, and her sneakers are basically falling apart but she gets really good at sewing to patch the holes.

Tier two is maybe a couple years into her stay with Slade, she's settled in a little and she's more secure with herself. I think she starts finding her style by borrowing clothes from the other girls, particularly Rose and Sunny, and when she gets a good grasp of what she's looking for Slade is maybe too willing to let her pick out whatever she wants (He just wants her to stop wearing 6 layers in 70 degree heat). She still wears jeans no matter the weather, but they're customized and they actually fit her! No more belts on the very last loop to keep her pants up. Her tops are usually colorful, light weight, and flowy. She starts getting really big on star motifs (fun fact Tara means star in some languages!) but because she shares clothes with Rose many of her outfits also have floral designs. Poppy likes putting bits and bobs on her laces too!

Tier three is where I see her now that she's older and she's been with the Wilson's for years. She's grown closer to the other girls and she's figured herself out. I imagine that she's 20 or so by now, just starting college. By now the line between her closet and her sister's is very fine, but she still has her own style. She's become more fond of skirts and dresses over the years, always with tights and flowy sleeves, and she's gone all in on the celestial and flower themes. Unfortunately for Sunny, her and Tara have the same shoe size, which means Tara is almost always in a pair of heeled boots these days. Not pictured are the statement earrings and rings she's grown fond of, often borrowed from Tanya since she still can't justify getting them for herself. I feel like all the girls have a charm bracelet and every charm represents one of them, Tara's charm is a chess piece!

Rose:

Unlike Tara, I don't think she ever ends up packing her old clothes away, I think she just stops wearing them to go out. As she grows up she has a reputation to maintain and so much of her early style (14-16) comes from her mom that it feels too private.

Tier one is a lot of florals and pale colors, and because Cambodia is so hot most of her wardrobe was shorts, skirts, dresses, and tank tops so a shopping trip was needed immediately. She also had mainly sandals, both because they went well with her clothes and because she hated socks as a kid. Look at my username I don't have to explain myself. She took to wearing a lot of her mom's old jewelry when Lili died, which is really sad but also she was dripped out. Pink and purple were her favorite colors and she definitely had an absurd amount of rose print. Not pictured for the sake of not bringing up bad memories is her pink cheetah print era 😔 she was a victim of the early 2000's, and she will not be the only one in this post.

Tier two, I'll say she's about 15-17. I don't know if grunge academia is a thing but Rose actually invented it. She was mostly away from Slade for this, on account of him being a constant reminder of her mom's death, so this was when she was staying with Joey and going to school. This is also around the time she would've met Eddie so he probably introduced her to a lot of new music and movies, and half of her closet was graphic T-shirts she stole from him. Still preferred skirts and shorts but could occasionally be coerced into a pair of jeans, usually the compromise was tights or leggings though. This is also about the time she started really doing stuff as Ravager so I think it was the start of her straying towards more alternative aesthetics to shape peoples perception of her, especially being around the mostly older Titans who she wanted to take her seriously. Started playing around with hairstyles but was too scared to cut her hair because it was another thing that reminded her of time spent with her mom and she didn't want to mess it up. Put away most of her mom's jewelry to keep it safe, but keeps one of Lili's necklaces.

Tier three is where I see her now, 18-20 and not exactly on good terms with Slade, but she doesn't want to hunt him for sport either. She's got a support system both in and out of the family and she's made a reputation for herself both as Rose and as Ravager. She has begrudgingly started wearing jeans, but they have to be baggy and ridiculously soft or she'll want to bite someone the whole time she's wearing them. She's grown a fondness for chunky belts and stupid custom tshirts that make middle aged women on public transport uncomfortable. Honestly wears a lot of men's clothes because her shoulders are buff and she needs pockets on her pants. She's slowly been snipping away at her hair, and the guilt is lessening every time. Not pictured are the decorative eye patches she has, as if Lilian Worth's daughter is walking out of the house with accessories that don't match her outfit. Her charm is a sword <3

Sunny:

I literally made all of this up we literally only know A Name.

So like Tanya, Sunny was already an adult when she joined Slade. And in my version of her story she comes from an affluent family, so she has both the means and the desire to follow all the trends. Considering my very vague timeline, this means she'd be deeply entrenched in the fashion of the early 2000's. Tier one is a very tame showcase of this. Sunny was the cool older sister in all the movies, she wore velvet track suits with uggs and she wore almost exclusively Chelsea boots. Tank tops and bell bottom jeans and baby tees made up a lot of her wardrobe, but she's still Sunny so her style was a lot darker and desaturated than what was popular for the time. Not pictured are the chunky belts and sunglasses worth more than your car. While she didn't grow up in America, she's well traveled and she likes to keep up to date on the cultural climate of places she visits.

Tier two is her really going in on her edgier aesthetic, after growing up in a strict Catholic household - and a famous one where every move she makes is scrutinized - I think this was her attempt at rebelling. It wouldn't be Sunny if it wasn't dramatic and more opulent than needed, but it was a valid attempt at appropriating alternative culture before it was cool! Definitely got called a poser a lot, on account of being rich. Believe it or not this is her definition of "Mall Goth". She got flamed on Myspace for it. Nonetheless she is still serving cunt I fear. Not pictured is the makeup she slept in the night before and the glitter in her hair from a house party she doesn't remember.

Tier three is not quite "Mob wife" but it is something adjacent. I think whether she likes it or not she always ends up dragged back into her family affairs, it was only a matter of time before she had to start playing the game again. I think she dresses more feminine out of spite for all the wealthy old men she has to deal with now, who look down on her for being anything other than a wife and mother. But she's also opted for showing her wealth more plainly with vintage jewelry and real fur coats, she makes a point to only wear things she bought with money she earned herself instead of taking anything from her family. The great thing about running away to be a mercenary is that even in platform heels and leather skirts she's still the most dangerous person in the room, with an easily confirmed higher kill count and skills none of the old gangsters could dream of matching. Her charm is a bow and arrow!

Tanya:

Not sure how I feel about this one compared to the others, I had specific criteria for the boards that due to my very specific vision I couldn't meet but it gets the point across well enough.

Tier one, Tanya was already an adult with a degree and a job when she joined Slade but she was still pretty young. The thing about being a prodigy to the extent she was is that you tend to mingle with people older than you as a rule. I think she was pretty new to her position at this point, still figuring out how to handle things in her mother's absence. Tanya is someone whose been living as a black woman in these socialite, academic spaces since she was born, she's more than used to people talking down to her and she was operating on a sort of "they won't like you anyway, might as well be yourself because you're still smarter than all of them" mentality. All this is to say that her last name was Spears and it was the early 2000's, she was wearing chunky belts, LOW waisted jeans, baby tees, and neon track suits under her lab coats. Not pictured are the big ass hoop earnings and foundation a few shades too orange for her, serving cunt most of the time does not exempt you from a few flops.

Tier two, she actually invented the office siren trend so everyone say thank you miss Spears. For meta reasons this was me trying to figure out how to get her to tier three, but for character reasons this is like her mid twenties, she's cutting back on mask stuff to focus on her job because Starr labs is struggling to compete with bigger companies like Wayne Tech or Lexcorp and some people in this family have real jobs, Slade. Also she wanted to distance herself from...past mistakes (like wearing skirts over jeans). Monochrome colors, kitten heels, and a button up with just a few too many buttons undone to be business casual is what she was wearing at this point.

Tier three, she's inching towards her thirties and a lot of her time is spent helping people in more civilian ways. While she still talks to her old friends and family in the mask game she's mostly hung up the cape aside from all hands on deck situations. Which isn't to say that she's compromised her own style, just that she's prioritizing comfort, since she spends most days either on her feet in the lab itself or working late in her office for hours, no more heels or push-up bras around here. Corduroy pants, flat shoes, and long fur or leather coats is what's characterizing her fashion these days. Also her and Karen Beecher having the exact same hairstyle is,,,,something so I think when she's older she gets goddess braids. Her charm is a star!

Poppy:

If you're getting war flashbacks to 2010 you can't imagine what I went through to find these

So Poppy was homeless for a while, and before that she was in the Dark Side Club, which didn't treat their prisoners especially well. Most of her clothes came from thrift shops and lost and found bins. The pictures I found are definitely in better shape than Poppy would have been, but I was working with Pinterest. She still tried to keep her own sense of style, like her love for pink but often it was just a matter of what she could reliably steal. Her jeans were about four sizes too big and her shoes were practically disintegrating, many of her clothes were often singed as well due using her powers. She typically kept her hair short too, in order to avoid her hair getting anymore singed. Dyeing her hair pink was an impulsive decision she made while watching Tara bleach her hair in the bathroom of a public gym, she'd snuck off to go steal a box of cheap dye from the drug store across the Street and Tara sighed, but helped her do it anyway.

Tier two sees her a little more settled into her new life, and while Tara strayed away from the new excess of wealth, Poppy had NO such reservations. She did take this time to start indulging in more of the hobbies she'd always wanted but couldn't afford, things like making beaded bracelets, and owning a bedazzler. While many of those beads ended up lost in the carpet and between couch cushions, and the bedazzling caused headaches for just about everyone, Slade was mostly just happy she was settling in. A lot of her shoelaces ended up covered in beads and she became very interested in making Kandi, although she didn't have many people to trade it with. This was about the time that Tara became more fond of embroidery and stylized patchwork, which showed in a lot of Poppy's clothes. She also liked customizing her hoodies herself, which often meant vandalizing them with bleach and/or acrylics. She starts growing out her hair too! It's still choppy from all the times it's caught fire but the rich people hair products are helping to the best of their ability.

Tier three is the only possible outcome for a girl introduced to us in pink and black stripes with spikey pink hair. Obviously she's a scene icon. The top left is basically her regular outfit anyway. The fact that her new huge pink and black striped hair is highly flammable is irrelevant, particular since she almost never uses her powers now anyway. She's mainly focused on school and has opted out of mercenary work because she's always been squeamish and fighting with other metas brings up too many bad memories. She still trains though, Slade is very adamant she be able to protect herself. Not pictured is the many layers of unnecessary belts and the pink galaxy pink leggings she wears under at least one other layer. The fact that she is not allowed to wear anything resembling a crop top has yet to stop her, and she is a regular fixture of the principal's office. Her real nemesis isn't even one of the many people she's fought it's the security guard that always makes her take off her 50 pieces of jewelry before going through the metal detector, second only to the administrator who always dress codes her. Honorable mention to the gym teacher who routinely hunts her down while she's trying to vape and watch anime with her friends in the bathroom. The unfortunate downside of being athletically gifted. Her charm is a cat!

[brooklynislandgirl]

10 Fandoms / 10 Characters / 10 Tags

Tagged By: my loves @kylo-wrecked and @tangleweave Tagging: Anyone who feels like they need one more Sunday this weekend.

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I. Marvel: Beta-Ray Bill, Eddie Brock/Venom, Doctor Strange, Phil Coulson, Vision, Groot, Spider-Man {Peter Parker}, Gambit, Doctor Morbius, Bucky Barnes. M'Baku {Hate the moniker of 'Man-Ape'}. Magneto. Loki. Night Crawler. Frank "Punisher" Castle. Colossus. Danny "Iron Fist" Rand. Foggy Nelson. Ghost Rider {Both Johnny Blaze and Robbie Reyes, "Caretaker" Carter Slade}. I know that's more than 10. Whatever, I do what I want. >.> II. DC: Lex Luthor, Nanaue {King Shark}, Martian Man Hunter, John Constantine, The Joker, Jonathan Crane, Morpheus {Dream of the Endless}, Death of the Endless, Harley Quinn, Poison Ivy, Bane, Swamp Thing, Green Lantern. Cisco Ramon. Hunter Zoloman.

I absolutely blame @nightmarefuele for at least two of these.

III. Star Wars: Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader. Admiral Piett. Kylo Ren. Wedge Antilles. Kit Fisto. Han Solo. Chewbacca. Jocasta Nu. Darth Rivan {not to be confused with Darth Revan}. Jos Vondar. Jango and Boba Fett, and of course, all my 10,000,000,000 Clone children. No I will not be taking questions.

IV. Star Trek: Worf, Martok, Gowron, Chancellor Gorkon, Kurn, Dr McCoy, Uhura, Sulu, Chekhov, Chris Pike, Ortegas, Nurse Chapel, Geordie La Forge, Riker, Data, Lore, Chief O'Brien, Q, Benjamin Cisco, Garak, Gul Dukat, Quark. V. Firefly: Mal Reynolds, Jayne Cobb, Hobun Washburne, Zoe Washburne, Shepherd Book, Kaylee Frye, YoSafBridge, Adalai Niska, Badger, Jubal Early Take my life, take my land, take me where I cannot stand. I don't care 'cause I'm still free, you can't take the sky from me. {{My coat has always been a little...brownish.}

VI. The Walking Dead: Shane Walsh, Daryl and Merle Dixon, Michonne Hawthorne, Abraham Ford, Glenn Rhee, The Governor, Bob Stookey, Ezekiel, Dwight, Aaron, Morgan Jones. VII. Justified: Raylan, Boyd, Ava, Art, Rachel, Tim, Dewey Crowe, Johnny Crowder, Loretta McCready, Robert Quarles, Ellstin Limehouse, Mags Bennett, Devil, Jean Baptiste, Boon, Willa, Carolyn, Sweety... oh so many. VIII. Yellowstone: John, Jamie, Beth, Kayce Dutton, Rip Wheeler, Jimmy Hurdstrom, Thomas Rainwater, Mo Brings Plenty, Lloyd, Colby, Teeter, Jake, Ethan, Angela Blue Thunder, Malcolm Beck. IX. Law & Order- Alphabet Soup: Captain Cragen, Lenny Briscoe, Mike Logan, Anita Van Buren, Jack McCoy. Rey Curtis, Ed Green, Arthur Branch, Cyrus Lupo, Kevin Bernard, Frank Cosgrove, Jalen Shaw. Elliot Stabler, Olivia Benson, Odafin Tutuola, John Munch, Chester Lake, Melinda Warner, Amanda Rollins, Rafael Barba, Dominick Carisi, Peter Stone, Bobby Goran. I have seen literally every episode of the American Law & Order franchise Original, SVU, CI, OC, etc...with the first three watched multiple times. While I often wouldn't call it my most favourite show...it's probably my most favourite shows.

X. The Lord of the Rings: Boromir and Faramir, Éomer and Éowyn, Theoden King, Theodred, Gimli, Pippin, Sam, Meriadoc, Fangorn {Treebeard}, Beorn, Celebrimbor, Bard the Bowman, Dwalin, Celeborn, Denethor, Gil-Galad king, Fingolfin, The Watcher in the Water, Maedhros, Finwe, Manwe...and I could go on for years. My first true fandom as we know it {probably Arthurian Legend was my first and truest fictional love}, and one I have been faithful to for over 25 years. Honestly never please talk to me about it, because I have rabid opinions about literally everything. And lastly, I only included tv/movies here because books and rpgs would require an entire three or four Long Ass Posts all of their own. Much Love.