#Byron Hill

[getoutofthisplace]

Dear Gus & Magnus,

Today was a long one, but Owners Meeting went well. This is me welcoming my friend Ernie to the stage for winning an award. We had our event at the Country Music Hall of Fame and I got a half-hour or so to take a quick tour. My favorite parts of the museum were seeing Guy Clark's workshop and watching a video narrated by Dwight Yoakum about the evolution of California's country music scene.

The best part of the day, though, came when songwriters Byron Hill and Jenn Schott played at our meeting. Byron is in the Nashville Songwriters Hall of Fame and wrote countless hits, including "Fool-Hearted Memory," which was George Strait's first #1 song. I didn't know any of Jenn Schott's songs, but she's also written a lot of songs for some recognizable names, most notably Tim McGraw. But for what my opinion of country music is worth, I thought she sang a better version of every song she's written then the musician who recorded it later. I especially loved her version of "This Town Still Talks About You," and I've looked all over the Internet for a video of her performing it, but I don't think it's out there. This version's pretty good, though. And her version of "7500 obo" also exists.

Dad.

Nashville, Tennessee. 5.23.2024 - 7.51pm. SIDENOTE: My favorite country music artists are probably as follows:

Steve Earle

Willie Nelson

Dwight Yoakum

Guy Clark

PHOTO CREDIT: Bryan.

[cheeseheadmedia]

Erie in the Heartland by Brian Hechel Via Flickr: Far from their home rails in Ohio and Pennsylvania geographically speaking these two EMD SD40T-3 locomotives just crossed the street as they are at the top of Byron Hill, part of the Niagara Escarpment which separates the Great Lakes and Mississippi watersheds. This geographical feature is also what creates the infamous Niagara Falls in New York and Canada.

[therogerclarkfanclub]

Black Hills Redemption

June 21st - 23rd, 2024 In Deadwood, South Dakota

Updates:

02 MAR '24: Rob and Steve are the first guests formally announced on the BHR website.

06 MAR '24: Alex McKenna is on board!

07 MAR '24: Benjamin is ready to party!

10 MAR '24: Red Harlow himself, actor Robert Bogue, will once again join the gang!

11 MAR '24: Peter and Mick are joining the fun once again!

12 MAR '24: Another big update! Jim Santangeli, and for the very first time, Howard Pinhasik will join the rest of the gang at Deadwood.

13 MAR '24: Ms Grimshaw and Ms. Jackson will be meeting up with the rest of the gang!

15 MAR '24: Arthur's favorite father figure and the Spaghetti villain have joined the fun.

16 MAR '24: THE BOAH is coming to Deadwood!

18 MAR '24: The final two camp ladies will be at Deadwood!

23 MAR '24: Everyone's favorite Bandito is coming to Deadwood!

25 MAR '24: For the first time. Ms Molly herself, Penny O'Brien will be at the 2nd annual RDR Event! Also, photos have been rearranged to place the newest announcements on top.

30 MAR '24: The talent behind Agent Milton will be joining the rest of the gang at Deadwood!

21 APR '24: Sophia Marzocchi, the og Abigail Marston, will maker her first appearance at the 2nd annual Red Dead event!

06 JUN '24: Matt Walton, who played everyone's favorite photographer, Albert Mason, will also make his first ever appearance at the event.

14 JUN '24: Gabriel Sloyer cancelled his appearance at the event

[sandersontheside]

contrary to what you may think “I Won’t Say I’m In Love” from Hercules is not the Disney love song for prinxiety. the titular track from Beauty and the Beast is. not only because the lyrics hit:

“barely even friends/then somebody bends/unexpectedly/just a little change/small to say the least/both a little scared/neither one prepared”

“bittersweet and strange/finding you can change/learning you were wrong”

but also because Virgil is initially perceived by the other sides as a villain, as monstrous, and his arc is all about acceptance both from them and from himself, learning both to love and to be loved. Just like Adam/Beast. and because Roman is Belle coded—head in the clouds and obsessed with stories, craving adventure and desperately looking for something more than this provincial life. you get it.

[checkoutmybookshelf]

Literally I can't not post this, because we cannot love Byron's poems without acknowledging the fact that yeah, Byron knows exactly what he did and he deserves it.

[iwantofall]

little doodle I forgot to post.. happy late holidayss

[12timetraveler]

Collection from Deadwood. Everyone I got a picture with. Every single one was an absolute joy to meet. Not a bad apple in the bunch they're all so genuine and sweet

[sortanonymous]

Don't know what surprises me more: that Majeski won or that this finale was a relatively calm blowout after last year's catastrophe. But hey, at least it wasn't like last year!

[thebutcher-5]

Lilo & Stitch

Benvenuti o bentornati sul nostro blog. Nello scorso articolo abbiamo deciso di mettere momentaneamente in pausa gli articoli inerenti al mondo del cinema e tornare a parlare di fumetti e nello specifico a discutere di quella serie fantasy italiana che continua a essere molto interessante, Kalya con il suo volume 9. Dopo essersi riappacificati con gli orchi, Kalya e il suo gruppo sono riparti…

[vestales]

It feels so good to have found a book to be so invested in after a long time with no hyperfixations in the Literary scene. I'm talking about the kind of investment that makes you think about it when you're not reading it and your only wish is to have a free moment so you can come back to it. And the best thing is that, since I'm a very slow reader, I still have half the book left to read during the next days!

[forensicated]

Smiffina Episodes: Assault On Sun Hill - Part 1 and 2

Part 1 has the very lovely Christopher Fox arrive as Max Carter, the stations new DS. Sam's nose is put out of joint because she knew nothing of Max until she overheard a new DS was arriving! Max's arrival has somewhat of a question over it because he's transferred from CO19 to Divisional CID. Max eventually explains that it's because he shot two people, cleared two investigations, two lawful killings... but the higher ups were concerned about bad press so made him up to Sgt and moved him out.

Max and Terry worked a case where a trusted longterm snout of Terry's gave information about an armed robbery involving a very dangerous criminal. Then suddenly he told him it was the next week... Max and Terry worked out the change of heart was because his son was taken in as the getaway driver and his snout wanted to protect him. Sadly Jimmy Duncan found out and shout the snout in the stomach which lead to Terry finding the man bleeding to death. Terry couldn't deal and disappeared as soon as his snout died, found by uniform in a pub. He told them he didn't want to go back to his family in the state he was in so they took him to the station with a discreet word to Nikki who allowed him to have a nap in the cells as it was quiet, Nikki looking after Terry's warrant card for him under the desk.

Whilst this was happening, uniform also dealt with the case of two girls arrested for refusing to pay for their taxi after their holiday. They were taken to the station where they proved pains in the arse. The taxi driver was found unconscious at home and it turned out that the girls had smuggled back a poisonous snake that had gotten free and was slithering around the mans house. Thankfully it was quickly found and safely captured by the RSPCA, but the damage was done and the girls boyfriends were getting fed up of waiting for the girls. After several hours, they appeared to have given up and were leaving... though they marched back inside with guns and covers over their faces (despite having been sat in the front office all day!!!) and an irritating friend for a get away driver, demanding to see their girls who they wanted releasing, taking Tony and Sally hostage.

Part 2 opens with Sally and Tony held hostage. CO19 turn up as part of a routine statement drop off and 2 of the armed men see this and panic and end up shooting one of the officers. One, Damo, gets shot but it's just a graze. Tony ends up letting them further into the station

Will and Callum are outside at the front and can see what's going on through the doors. Callum radios to Gina who is in the station to inform her. Gina puts out an 'evacuate the station' message and tells those who are out of the station to remain out until further notice.

The hostage takers have made it to the cells and have now taken Ben and Nikki hostage too. They make Nikki open the doors until they find the girls. (You'd think that knowing that she has Jimmy Duncan and Terry in the cells that she'd ask who they're after and tell them they'd be in the female cells so as not to open every cell?) In doing so, all prisoners are released - other than a singing drunk who doesn't seem to realise and Terry who initially sleeps through it all. The girls immediately know that the mask wearing idiots are their boyfriends. The fiesty one, Paula, moans at her boyfriend, Michael that she's not going to leave without her belongings - including her phone and purse. Michael is visibly irritated, pointing out that they're in a police station with officers everywhere and really need to be leaving! Again she refuses and he orders Nikki to get her her stuff to pacify her so they can leave

Vinnie tells Michael that there are armed police outside. Sally tells them that it's a routine statement drop off (surely you'd let them think one of them had informed on the others and turn them against each other or use it to try end it quicker and more peacefully?) Damo, the irritating friend they brought with them, then spots his girlfriend is obviously not well, curled up in pain with a high temperature. Paula shouts at Michael again for bringing in guns and causing more problems as they were about to be released anyway!

Tony is asked if there's a backway out and he just glares at them, Nikki tells them all exits lead to the front so they cannot avoid C019 and they should give themselves up before anyone else gets hurt. Jimmy stands in the doorway to the men's cells and tells them they don't have enough firepower to shoot their way out so they need to take their hostages to a central location where they can't be taken by surprise by CO19 and that he should remove their utility belts too. Jimmy won't shut up despite the officers telling him to. "Where's central and secure?" Michael demands of Tony. "...Milton Keynes?" Tony suggests, getting a gun thrust in his face for his trouble. They proceed as a group to IBO.

Gina is doing a sweep of the station, she manages to get outside with some of the other staff and meets Callum, Will and the CO19 officers. The officer shot will be fine but has broken ribs, saved by his vest. Gina tasks Callum to try work out who is inside and who is outside and they start to lock the street and surrounding buildings down.

Michael tries to keep control of the officers and Jimmy, but Jimmy keeps mouthing off. Paula tells him that Tiffany needs to go to hospital and blames him for not meeting them at the airport. "Listen, why are you always trying to undermine me in front of people?!" he scowls at her, asking her to look after Tiffany. Tony almost chuckles, telling the other officers that they're not hardened criminals or murderers. Nikki doesn't let that calm her considering they're loose canons, worked up and have already shot one officer!

Max, Mickey and Sam are in the pub having a Christmas drink. There's tinsel, lights, Slade playing in the background... and then Gina walks in and takes over the pub and the carpark as the rendezvous point with only a "Sorry Bob, we need your pub!"

Damo is worrying about Tiff and begs Michael to get them out. Jimmy rolls his eyes and says if they bring the toys [guns], they have to play. He suggests if it was him he'd search the rest of the building, make a list of demands and start to plan a way out. Damo is sent to do exactly that. Ben realises Tiff is more 'out of it' than just drink. As a first aider he jumps into action to help and questions Paula if they are drugs mules. She denies it first before having to admit it. Tiff has already been to the toilet and passed the drugs but Paula hasn't and is worried the same could happen to her. Michael sends her to the toilet with Sally and Vinnie, they run into Damo and some hostages. Paula shouts that Tiffany is OD'ing on coke and he is clearly terrified, telling Michael if anything happens to her, they are finished.

Gina has paramedics and the fire brigade on standby and is trying to get power, gas and water cut off to the building. She's also got Barton St to set up cameras for the outside of the station so they can view what's happening live. Sam wonders if it's an elaborate attempt to spring Jimmy from the cells. So soon after the Moving Target trilogy they suspect it could be a terrorist but Heaton says it doesn't feel political to him. CO19 set up shop in the buildings around and opposite the station and the cameras are now switched on.

Nikki tries to get them to give themselves up. Jimmy winds Michael up and tells him what to do. He claims he's on his side and just wants to get out of there. Tony tells him not to listen to him as he'll only benefit himself. Jimmy works the Vinnie angle after he tells him that he doesn't think he could shoot anyone. Michael makes Nikki answer the telephone call from Gina that through the IBO system. Gina and Nikki pretend not to know each other, but Nikki is unable to tell her much because Michael is preventing her. Gina says the station is surrounded and secured and they should end it now before anyone else is hurt. Jimmy stirs the pot further causing Tony to snap at him and Ben to drag him back down before Tony gets shot. Michael is starting to listen to Jimmy and take his opinion and tells Nikki to order a bus for the hostages. Gina replies it takes time and she doesn't have the authority so Michael snaps 'Get the authority or someone's going to get hurt, starting with your lot.' He gives a time limit of 1 hour. Heaton and the others discuss it and Heaton suggests ringing back in half an hour, hoping they'd be calmer.

A hungover Terry wakes to a serenade from the drunk. He leaves his cell, horrified to find the door to Jimmy's - and all other - cell open. He enters custody and finds the utility belts. He can hear raised voices so pauses to listen, he creeps through and can see into IBO where Michael is waving a gun over Ben and Tony and then sees Vinnie waiting outside the girls toilets whilst Sally tries to help Paula go. He hurries back to Custody and finds his phone, ringing Sam.

Paula flushes before leaving the cubicle claiming no evidence, no case. Clearly she's forgotten where she is... Sally asks her why she'd done what she had and she shrugs, claiming it to be 'their way out'. She tells Paula to tell Michael to end it sooner rather than later or it could be too late for Tiff. Nikki, Paula and Jimmy talk Michael into letting Tiff go to receive medical help as she's near collapse. Jimmy tells him they know he's tough and this will prove to him that he's not a psycho and stop them from sending in CO19 to blast them all out.

Terry updates Sam on what he's seen from inside the situation, he also tells them that Jimmy Duncan appears to be working with the hostage takers. Nikki rings back through to Gina before Sam can finish updating the officers in the pub to tell them that Tiff will be coming out. Paula tries to get him to give himself up but Michael insists only Tiff. He wants Damo and Ben to take her to the front office - and for Damo to hand over his gun first. He hands it to Vinnie and asks him to 'try not to shoot anyone'. Terry is trying to leave the station but before he can get out the doors, Tiff is brought through, handed over, and Ben, Michael and Damo return into the station.

Vinnie is not the brightest of souls and Jimmy quickly outsmarts him. He gets him to hand a gun over... and then shoots him dead. He now has two guns. Not a great thing for an armed robber with no conscience to have in the middle of a police station... especially when he takes Nikki hostage. Everyone in IBO is now terrified - including the officers. Having heard the gunshot, Terry abandons plans to leave and turns back.

Ben, Michael and Damo return to find chaos where Tony is trying to save Vinnie's life and PC Extra trying to calm down the two non-English speaking cleaners. Paula clings to Michael, sobbing - Damo isn't far behind her! Michael realises what a mistake he's made...

Terry updates Sam and tells her that one of the idiots has been shot and that he suspects Nikki has been taken hostage by Jimmy. She tells him to get out immediately. He refuses, telling her it's about him and Jimmy Duncan after Jimmy murdered his snout and he hangs up before she can stop him.

Tony and Ben try to get Michael to let them all get out but Michael insists he's going to go and kill Jimmy. Ben says if he gets hold of his gun too, he'll kill them all. Michael says they're waiting for the bus but Ben insists there won't BE a bus. Before they can continue, the power to the station gets cut off and all lights go out. Jimmy gets Nikki to open the cell of his accomplice and he hands him a gun. He then takes his phone and makes a call to 'Craigy', telling him to be ready to collect them from a warehouse off Sun Hill Road. He rings Sam and manages to tell her that Duncan has a gun and he's freed his accomplice who also has a gun now and that they're about to escape but his phone cuts off before he can finish as his battery has run out. He goes back into Custody when Duncan and his accomplice part ways for a few seconds and knocks him out cold. He tries to get his gun but Jimmy returns and holds his gun at his head.

Terry tries to blag that he's a criminal just like him and wants to get out hence going for the gun. He claims to be Gary Jones in for ABH.Jimmy tells him to grab some blankets with Nikki and carry them to the canteen after he'd removed a lighter from someone's property. In IBO Michael and Jimmy hold a gun at each other until Michael is intimidated enough to hand it over. (Just shoot him mate, you had nothing to lose - the way he is you wouldn't have gotten out if he'd been able to complete it!) Terry knees Ben in the stomach as a way of telling the gathered officers that Jimmy doesn't know he's an officer "It's alright, he's the git who nicked me." He covers to Jimmy. Jimmy tells him to get the officers locker keys and remove anything that is flammable like aerosols. He tells him to take Tony with him.

You've got to love Terry for snark! Jimmy tells him to cuff him first. "Come on, big boy!" In the locker room Terry lets Tony in on what has happened and that Jimmy thinks he's a prisoner. He tells him that he's going to start a fire and all he wants is just one guns so he can take control of the situation. He asks Jimmy what happens after the fire breaks out and he tells him that it'll then be every man for himself. He gets everyone out into the corridor and orders them to lie down, telling Terry to start a fire in the canteen. Terry grabs a metal bin, towels and cooking oil and starts the fire, standing over it whilst looking rather sinister.

CID trace the Craig that Jimmy called and speed round to his flat. Gina reports to Sam and Heaton that a fire has started in the canteen. Sam suggests waiting for him to leave and then take him out - but Heaton points out there's their colleagues lives in danger as well as a risk to the station going up. He's going to send in CO19 now - whilst Jimmy is still planning. Terry gets hold of a gun and immediately hold Jimmy at gunpoint. Unfortunately the guns not loaded... Jimmy knew who he was all along after he'd seen his warrant card in the property drawer in custody Terry is then knocked out cold. Max reports back to Sam there's no sign of Craig or the money at the flat they were traced to.

Duncan grabs one of the non-English speaking cleaners and drags her along with him towards the exit. C019 are given the permission to go in. As soon as they all run out under the cover of smoke, Jimmy takes Terry's warrant card and claims he's police and has to get the cleaner to a paramedic. CO19 buy it and let him pass with Terry still unconscious inside until he comes to and manages to stumble outside. Gina, Sam and Heaton hurry over, identifying the officers, including Terry, so they're not arrested.

In the confusion, Paula is shrieking at the officers to 'get off him!' about Michael and Jimmy appears to have gotten away. He gets Will to take him to the meet up point that he'd overheard. He makes Will do a silent approach and pull in away from the meet up point. As he gets out, Will calls in for back up. Terry takes Jimmy by surprise and knocks him out cold after beating him up, holding him at gunpoint. He cocks the gun and has to be shouted down to not shoot him by Sam. He gets to arrest him for two murders and CO19 move in to remove him from the scene.

[cheeseheadmedia]

Erie in the Heartland by Brian Hechel Via Flickr: Far from their home rails in Ohio and Pennsylvania geographically speaking these two EMD SD40T-3 locomotives just crossed the street as they are at the top of Byron Hill, part of the Niagara Escarpment which separates the Great Lakes and Mississippi watersheds. This geographical feature is also what creates the infamous Niagara Falls in New York and Canada.

[therogerclarkfanclub]

Roger's* 2024 Comic Con Schedule

Interested in knowing if Roger is coming to your city or town? Check the listings below. Updated as new info becomes available.

If you've been waiting for the opportunity to meet Roger & The Gang, or you would like to meet him/them again, feel free to bookmark ("Like" 😉) this post if you want to keep up with Roger's Comic Con appearances. I will update and reblog this list as soon as new info becomes available.

Alternatively, you can always keep tabs on Roger's social media for the latest dates.

*This is listing is not limited to just Roger, it will also include any other cast members attending a specific Con.

⭐ LAST UPDATED: October 01, 2024 ⭐

JAN 07 - Added: Fanboy Expo

JAN 25 - Added: FANEXPO Cleveland

JAN 31 - Added: RetroGameCon

MAR 04 - Added: Fanboy Expo Orlando

MAR 06 - Added: Washington Gaming Expo

APR 10 - Added: Florida Supercon

APR 21 - Added: Stellar Con York

APR 22 - Added: Sci-Fi Valley Con

MAY 04 - Added: Fanboy Expo Orlando (Alex, Roger)

MAY 04 - Added: WonderFest 2024

MAY 07 - Added: Rob to Sci-Fi Valley Con

MAY 15 - Added: New York Comic Con

JUL 02 - Added: Brasil Game Show

JUL 26 - Added: Pittsburgh Gaming Expo (Roger)

JUL 28 - Added: Pittsburgh Gaming Expo (Benjamin)

AUG 06 - Added: FanEXPO San Francisco (Rob)

AUG 11 - Added: Soda City Comic Con (Roger)

AUG 26 - Added: Rhode Island Comic Con (Alex)

AUG 31 - Added: Comic Con North East (Roger, Rob)

OCT 01 - Added: Rhode Island Comic Con (Benjamin, Roger, Rob)

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🌟🌟 Animate! Raleigh 🌟🌟

Dates: January 5-7, 2024 City: Raleigh, North Carolina Venue: Raleigh Convention Center 500 S Salisbury St. Raleigh, NC 27601 Confirmed attendees: Roger, Benjamin, Peter Cancellations: Rob

🌟🌟 Fanboy Anime Toy Gaming Knoxville 🌟🌟

Dates: March 9-10, 2024 City: Knoxville, TN Venue: The Knoxville Convention Center 701 Henley Street Knoxville, Tennessee 37902 Confirmed attendees: Roger, Rob

🌟🌟 GameOn Expo 🌟🌟

Dates: March 15-17, 2024 City: Phoenix, Arizona Venue: Phoenix Convention Center - North Building 100 N 3rd St. Phoenix, AZ 85004 Confirmed attendees: Roger & Rob

🌟🌟 Washington State Gaming Expo 🌟🌟

Dates: March 29-31, 2024 City: Puyallup, Washington Venue: Washington State Fair and Events Center 110 9th Ave SW Puyallup, WA 98371-6811 Confirmed attendees: Roger & Rob

🌟🌟 FANEXPO Cleveland 🌟🌟

Dates: April 12-14, 2024 City: Cleveland, Ohio Venue: Huntington Convention Center of Cleveland 300 Lakeside Ave E Cleveland, Ohio 44113 Confirmed attendees: Roger and Rob

🌟🌟 PopCon Indy 🌟🌟

Dates: April 26-28, 2024 City: Indianapolis, Indiana Venue: Indiana Convention Center 100 South Capitol Ave. Indianapolis, IN 46225 Confirmed attendees: Roger and Rob

🌟🌟 WonderFest 2024 🌟🌟

Dates: June 1-2, 2024 City: Louisville, KY Venue: Crowne Plaza Louisville Airport Hotel 830 Phillips Lane Louisville, KY 40209. Confirmed attendees: Rob

🌟🌟 Sci-Fi Valley Con 🌟🌟

Dates: June 7-9, 2024 City: Altoona, PA Venue: Blair Country Convention Center One Convention Center Drive 100 South Capitol Ave. Altoona, PA 16602 Confirmed attendees: Roger and Rob

🌟🌟 Stellar Con York 🌟🌟

Dates: June 15, 2024 City: York, Pennsylvania Venue: York Fairgrounds 334 Carlisle Ave York, Pennsylvania 17404 Confirmed attendees: Roger

🌟🌟 Black Hills Redemption 🌟🌟

Dates: June 21st - 23rd, 2024 City: Deadwood, South Dakota Venue: The entire town of Deadwood Panel will be held at: Homestake Opera House Meet & greet sessions: Saloon No. 10 Confirmed attendees: Rob, Steve, Benjamin, Robert Bogue, Mick, Peter, Alex, Jim Santangeli, Howard Pinhasik, Kaili, Meeya, Jim Pirri, Curzon, Roger, Samantha, Jo, Gabriel, Penny O'Brien, John Hickok, Sophia Marzocchi Cancellations: Gabriel

🌟🌟 Florida Supercon 🌟🌟

Dates: July 12 - 14, 2024 City: Miami Beach, Florida Venue: Miami Beach Convention Center 1901 Convention Center Drive Miami Beach, FL 33139 Confirmed attendees: Roger and Rob

🌟🌟 Comic Con Wales 🌟🌟

Dates: August 10-11, 2024 City: New Port, South Wales Venue: International Convention Centre Wales Coldra Woods Newport South Wales NP18 1HQ United Kingdom Confirmed attendees: Roger and Rob

🌟🌟 Soda City Comic Con 🌟🌟

Dates: August 24 & 25, 2024 City: Columbia, South Carolina Venue: Columbia Metropolitan Convention Center 1101 Lincoln Street Columbia, SC 29201 Confirmed attendees: Roger

🌟🌟 Fanboy Expo Orlando 🌟🌟

Dates: September 6-8, 2024 City: Orlando, Florida Venue: Orange County Convention Center - West Concourse 9800 International Drive Orlando, FL 32819 Confirmed attendees: Benjamin, Roger, Alex, Rob, Peter, Kaili

🌟🌟 Pittsburgh Gaming Expo 🌟🌟

Dates: October 4-6, 2024 City: Monroeville, Pennsylvania Venue: Monroeville Convention and Events Center 209 Mall Plaza Blvd Monroeville, PA 15146 Confirmed attendees: Roger, Benjamin

🌟🌟 Brasil Game Show 🌟🌟

Dates: October 09-13, 2024 (10th and 11th only for Roger) City: Sao Paulo, Brazil Venue: Expo Center Norte Rua José Bernardo Pinto, 333 Vila Guilherme São Paulo - SP 02055-000 Brasil Confirmed attendees: Roger

🌟🌟 RetroGameCon 🌟🌟

Dates: October 11-13, 2024 City: Syracuse, New York Venue: The Oncenter Convention Center 800 South State Street Syracuse, NY 13202 Confirmed attendees: Roger and Rob

🌟🌟 New York Comic Con 🌟🌟

Dates: October 17-20, 2024 City: New York City, New York Venue: The Jacob Javits Convention Center 429 11th Avenue New York, NY 10001 Confirmed attendees: Roger, Rob, Benjamin, Peter, Alex, Kaili, Meeya, Mick, Curzon, Noshir, Robert Bogue, Gabriel

🌟🌟 Comic Con North East 🌟🌟

Dates: October 26-27, 2024 City: Newcastle upon Type Venue: Utilita Arena Newcastle Arena Way Newcastle upon Tyne Tyne & Wear NE4 7NA, UK Confirmed attendees: Roger and Rob

🌟🌟 Rhode Island Comic Con 🌟🌟

Dates: November 1-3, 2024 City: Providence, Rhode Island Venue: Rhode Island Convention Center & Amica Mutual Pavilion 1 Sabin Street Providence, RI 02903 Confirmed attendees: Alex, Benjamin, Rob, Roger

🌟🌟 FanEXPO San Francisco 🌟🌟

Dates: November 29, 30, and December 1st, 2024 City: San Francisco, California Venue: Moscone Center West 800 Howard Street San Francisco, CA 94103 Confirmed attendees: Rob

[kaelula-sungwis]

Sand Dragon -Borrego Springs by Byron Bauer Via Flickr: The Sand Dragon, one of 130 metal sculptures by artist Ricardo Breceda is located on the sprawling Galleta Meadows Estate in Borrego Springs, California. Processed with Lightroom, Photoshop and Topaz Studio. In Explore October 27, 2023.

[dopescissorscashwagon]

Patti Labelle & Byron Allen at TheGrio Awards on October 22, 2022 in Beverly Hills

[fadingdaggerr]

Hey, I have just read heaven’s gate ( Larissa weems x reader ) and absolutely loved it! Is there any chance for a part two? Thank you x

pearlescent (18+ minors, dni)

pairing: larissa weems x gn!reader

summary: part two of heaven’s gate | 4.5k

includes: lesbians too in love for their own good, fluff

warnings: kissing/making out, sexual innuendo, afab reader (no breasts described for r), smut (fingering (L/r), oral (L), thigh riding (L)) can u tell i like eating pussy

note: first non-melissa post in over a year to bring me back from hiatus. thank u for ur patience. i feel like those wattpad writers that are like “just got out of a coma here’s a fic”

The smooth paving of the highway becomes bumpy and uneven as you pass the final gas station between here and your destination. Every pothole the car jumps over is like a shot of espresso through your aching joints. After the last stop, you promised yourself to drive straight through. Another stop would mean another chance to acknowledge the numbing of your ass after five hours in the car, and with one hour left, you’re not risking it. You really weren’t kidding when you said that teleportation would be much more useful.

Cell service is quickly obsolete as you continue through the woods, scanning the road for any squirrels that may decide that today was the day. Drumming against the steering wheel, you let your mind wander. Maybe coming without telling her is a bad idea, but it also has the potential not to be. She had begged you to drive to her just two days after she left, and you would have, if only your client hadn’t walked in the door. Dueling busy schedules made two months pass like molasses, longing to drop everything and hitchhike if you had to. Would the lack of alerting her put her off? Gods, you hope not.

A sudden shift of turbulent driving to a slight jostle of cobblestone removes you from the swirling doubt in your mind, peeking towards the sign you’re approaching. Green and rusting, white lettering reads: Welcome to Jericho! The Salem of Vermont. You find yourself glad someone took the time to graffiti over the last bit.

Ignoring the anxiety climbing your spine, you keep going, and going, and going, and going, until you finally break through the treeline. Out of nowhere sits the cutest town you think you’ve ever seen, with little brick shops with murals and a gazebo with the remains of New Year’s decor still hanging on. It makes sense why people would want to come here, why she would choose to stay.

In an attempt to not draw more attention than an outsider already gets, let alone an outcast one, you don’t linger on viewing the quaint town of Jericho. There’s better views awaiting you later, at the very castle-like building you can see on the high hill. Looming in a shadow, one that doesn’t extend over the rest of the town, sits Nevermore in all its glory. The corners of your lips turn up into a small smile, the view is nostalgic, bringing back the memories of your time at Byron’s.

The memory brings a reminder to the forefront of your mind, and with cell service restored, now is the best time. Carefully, and without taking your eyes off the road, you navigate to your favorite contacts.

“Hello, my angel!”

You chuckle, “it’s just me.”

“Fuck, nevermind then,” Parker grumbles, “so you’re not there yet?”

“I’m pulling up in a second, just wanted to let you know now before I can’t.”

A characteristic cackle comes from the other end, “gonna jump her bones immediately, I see, I see. Can’t say I blame you, she makes me question things about myself.”

“This is exactly why I called you before getting here,” you chuckle, pulling through the front gates, “but I gotta go now.”

“Yes, yes, go get slutted out, harlot. Just please call me sometime, so I can talk with the love of our lives,” Parker begs.

“I’m telling Max you said that,” you deadpan, hanging up just as you hear a rushed wait!

—☽—

For a town so small minded, from what you’ve been told, you’re more than surprised to find that you are able to walk into Nevermore unnoticed. Some students stand around, talking amongst themselves, but none seem to pay you any mind, likely thinking you’re just another teacher. Using the anonymity to your advantage, you slow your pace, listening in carefully. A gorgon walks by you, the only student at this time that seems to be carrying any school supplies.

You mentally scold yourself for stereotyping her studious behavior before you focus in on her mind. Your consciousness runs through hers, searching through test anxieties and hockey tryout concerns, until you find what you need. The literature wing, I could’ve guessed that. Coming back into your own mind, you’re already speeding up the stairs before your pupils return to their normal size.

Passing another student two stories up, you pray the siren knows which office you need, yet they don’t. Neither do the werewolves or the seer. Do you guys even go to classes? You’re about to give up on the full surprise, headache seeping in from all the mindreading of anxious teenagers. Just before you exit the hallway entirely, you actually look up from your feet, and you mentally smack yourself upside the head for not just reading the plaques on the doors.

With a renewed pep in your step, you keep just shy of running as you read every door. Finally, you reach a door that has a newer plaque compared to neighboring ones, serif font unscathed by age. Professor L. Weems, Department of Literature. Your heart skips a beat at the mere sight of her name. Noticing the door being cracked open, you push it open slightly more, hoping your search ends here.

Hunched over an antique desk, red-framed glasses perched on her nose with a pen spinning between her fingers, she doesn’t seem to notice the attention on her. It’s hard to pry yourself away from watching her, when holding her is seemingly moments away. Pushing the door the rest of the way open, you knock on the doorway with shaking knuckles.

A huff passes scarlet lips as Larissa peers up, a brief, disinterested gaze passing over her features. The pen in her hand stills, falling to the desk with a small clatter. Blue eyes widen as she stares unwaveringly at you. Fidgeting under her gaze, you smile nervously, “was- uh- was looking for professor Weems? Know her, by any chance?”

In no less than a blink, Larissa is rounding her desk at top speeds, crashing into your body as her arms wrap around your neck. Nearly falling into the hall, you just barely keep the two of you up, leaning into her to walk her backwards. One hand grips her waist as the other blindly reaches for the door to shut it, quickly coming back to bury into her hair. Your face tucks into her neck, brushing your nose against her skin, breathing her in.

“You’re here,” Larissa says quietly, disbelieving.

“I’m here,” you mumble against her warm skin, “couldn’t wait any longer.”

A sigh of relief passes plush lips, “and you didn’t think to tell me?”

“Surprise, it’s a noun,” you joke, pressing a soft kiss to the expanse of her neck, relishing in the way she shudders at the contact. There’s no reply except for her arms tightening around you, wordlessly telling you that this surprise is one she likes.

Pulling back from you suddenly, Larissa just stares at you, blue eyes taking in every feature, lingering on your lips before flicking back to your eyes. Your hand moves from her waist to cup her cheek, stroking soft skin that you’d been longing to touch. She takes the invitation, leaning forward to press delicate lips against your own, slow and savoring. Your tongue traces her lips, tasting earl grey and lipstick as she lets you in. No struggle or search for dominance, simply a familiar dance you’d both dearly missed. The hand in her hair stays in place, keeping her close as the other traces her cheekbone and jaw, memorizing the feeling of her skin. Every piece of you missed her, and all of those pieces felt healed the moment her lips touched yours.

Pulling away slowly, both of you keep your eyes closed, simply existing in this moment. It takes a while for either of you to move away, but you feel giddy seeing Larissa’s pink cheeks and smudged lipstick. Your thumb drifts to her lips, wiping away the mess you’ve made, ignoring that you are likely equally covered. Soft lips press into the pad of your thumb, gentle and sweet.

“I cannot believe you’re here,” she whispers into the small space between you, “I’ve missed you.”

“I missed you,” you reply at the same volume.

It takes two hours for the halls of Nevermore to empty, students retreating to their rooms or to the quad, finally allowing a chance for the two of you to leave Larissa’s office. Silence seems to come over the school, however frightening it may be when dealing with teenagers, though neither of you mind as you simply exist in the spacious office. After weeks of phone calls that lasted most of the night, quiet amazingly comes easy.

Only a soft hum from the blonde breaks the silence, twisting her wrist to check her watch. Turning towards you slightly, she keeps a soft volume as she speaks, “how would you like a tour?”

“That sounds perfect, I only got to see the foyer and this hall,” you answer, nudging into her shoulder softly. “Was on a mission, I didn’t really get a chance to explore.”

“Sorry about that, but we’re not supposed to have visitors here,” she explains, “the campus has essentially been on lockdown since the nineties.”

You chuckle, reaching a hand out to draw her in. Her fingers slide across your palm before gripping, letting you tug her closer, “in that case, security might be too lax. I got in no problem.”

“You what?” Larissa stiffens, looking at you bewildered.

“I drove right through the gate, walked right in, no one even noticed me,” you chuckle, “just walked on up.”

Her lips purse as she tries to hide the laugh building in her chest, leaning in more, “you read a child’s mind to find me, didn’t you?”

It’s impossible to hide the wry grin on your face, “potentially.”

“Potentially,” she mimics, amused.

—☽—

Nevermore has officially put Byron’s Home to shame.

Every hallway is covered in paintings, Latin engravings littering every shelf, moon phases in different corners. It makes you wish you never set foot in that brick schoolhouse all those years ago. The conservatory alone almost made you weep; crawling vines and shining moonflowers, the feasting venus flytraps, and, your favorite, bleeding hearts. Larissa stands back and watches as your fingers ghost over petals, pressing lightly against the flytraps full belly, all with a deep fascination behind your eyes.

“I can’t believe you have this,” your voice echoes quietly in the room, “it- it’s incredible.”

Her silence throws you, immediately turning. The lost look in her eyes makes you falter, and where your typical instinct is to read, you instead step closer.

“What’s wrong?” You ask, reaching to run your fingers over her knuckles that stay clutching her shirt.

There have been many times where Larissa wished for different abilities, or no abilities at all. Right now, however, she wished for nothing more than your ability. She wished she could reach into your mind and see how you saw the world, how you see the flowers, how you see her. Seeing you now, how you watch her with more reverence than you grant what, in her mind, is a greater beauty, she knows she has a window into the limitless path your consciousness takes.

“Nothing at all. I just have one more place in mind,” she answers, hand lifting to stroke your cheek, lingering against your oddly cool skin. You nod wordlessly, letting your fingers intertwine with hers.

Hand held in Larissa’s, you let her lead you through the halls. She pauses to peak around every corner, terrified the two of you would be caught. Leading forward, more like tugging, she brings you towards a spiraling staircase. Letting her go first, she enters into a massive room, cool but comfortable, dark enough to rely on distanced golden lamps.

Floor to ceiling bookshelves line everywall, the familiar Latin etched into stone and wood alike. Ancient Greek, Cyrillic, and Tamil, first and second editions of texts you thought you’d only ever see inaccurate translations of. Sections of different outcast abilities, poetry from around the world, fables of the inception of different classes. Most have an unfortunate layer of dust over them, long ignored in interest of the clearly loved young adult section.

“You’re really trying to make me jealous,” you say breathily, “this place is incredible.”

“These are my favorite sections,” Larissa admits shyly, “I spend hours of my day here and never see another soul. It’s peaceful.”

“All by your lonesome?” There’s a slight mockery in your tone, “not alone now, are you though?”

Red lips curve into a smile as you step closer to her, fingers grazing up her side, slipping around her back to tug her closer. Hands rise to cup your face, eyes hooded as she takes you in. Pupils blown and lip between your teeth, she doesn’t want to deny herself the view nor the pleasure. Leaning into your space, her nose brushes yours, lips just barely ghosting.

You know she’s teasing, even with closed eyes, you can sense her smile. Tilting, you capture her lips, sighing at the contact. The moment your tongue brushes her bottom lip, a switch in Larissa flips, pushing you back into the shelving behind you. Sliding from your face, her hands grip your waist, clutching with an unnecessary urgency. Meeting her pace, your fingers weave into her updo, pulling hairs loose as you try to keep her closer than she physically can manage.

The muffled boom of a door on the other side of the shelf forces you to jump apart, wide eyes looking at each other like deer in headlights. Cheeks puff as you try not to laugh, Larissa immediately pulls you out of the library, forcing you into a jog as you run towards a different end of the building.

—☽—

Carefully, she guides you upstairs, praying that no other teachers or students are around to see her sneaking someone in. Both of you struggle to keep your giggling in, the juvenile nature of it all making you fluttery.

Coming up to a white door, you see another plaque reading Dormitory Parent. Unlocking the door with a strong wiggle, Larissa motions for you to walk in first, quickly shutting the door behind her and latching it. Leaning against it, she lets out a sigh.

Larissa doesn’t get a chance to move closer before your lips press against hers once more. This time, neither of you waste a second, no longer nerved up by the chance of someone walking in again. Timid brushing of lips is forgone as her tongue bullies its way into your mouth, stroking yours with a gentle dominance that has your knees weak.

Wanting hands grip at her waist as she pushes her backwards, leading you further into her quarters until you’re backed into a wall. Lips move from yours and trail down your chin to your neck, teeth passing over your pulse. A groan leaves your lips, hands scrambling to pull Larissa back to your lips, missing them greatly in the seconds they’ve been apart from yours. Feeling her smile against you makes your heart clench, needing more, anything she’s willing to give.

Pulling back from her lips only enough to speak, you ask, “bedroom?”

There’s no reply, only you being tugged from the wall and walked backwards further into the room. You’re so lost in her, her lips, her hands, her tongue, everything. The feeling of dropping onto the mattress is what brings you back in, eyes cracking open to see a lightly panting Larissa above you, lips parted and kiss-swollen. Lapis eyes flick over your face, expression similar to the one she wore when she first saw you, right on the cusp of relief and disbelief. She’s not unlike a goddess viewing her devotee.

Taking her moment of distraction as a tool for your benefit, you flip the two of you, happily taking in the new view of her beneath you. Hair of white gold splaying over the pillows, eyes wide, skin flushed, and entirely beautiful, Larissa Weems is a gift for your eyes only. The hand on her hip slides up, pushing the fabric of her dress with them as they climb. It’s a silent question, or more of a silent begging, hands impatient to feel her.

Larissa’s head rises off the pillow, lips pushing into yours, her hands going to yours to push them even higher, dress inching up more and more. As she wishes, you lift her dress, hands finding solace on plush thighs, laying your body between her legs. The familiarity of it makes you moan into her mouth, pure want running through your veins.

Hands close in on the lace covering her, lips moving to her neck for a chance to breathe, “can I take this off?”

“Yes,” she answers in a whiny tone, lifting herself off the mattress slightly.

You carefully, thought quickly, lower the zipper. Larissa strips the dress off her torso, letting your wanting hands take care of the rest. The world stops for a moment as you look down at her, skin luminescent against dark sheets, constellations of freckles dotted across her chest.

The blush crawling up her neck brings you back in, and you haphazardly shrug off your jacket and tear off your own shirt. Leaning back down, you forgo her lips to kiss down her neck, reveling in her skin beneath yours. Larissa moans softly as her hands wander down your back, around your torso, tugging at your belt, and you're quick to head her command. Greedy hands pull you back down on the bed, gripping at warm skin as your lips take purchase on her neck again.

Laying her back, you continue your path down, fingers taking her bra straps down with you. Eyes peek up to hers, silently asking permission. Larissa arches into you in response, and your lips wrap around a rosey nipple. Nails dig into your back as she moans beneath you, hips bucking against your. Satisfying her desire, you place a thigh between her legs as you continue to lavish her chest with affection.

An already soaked white thong becomes absolutely ruined as Larissa grinds steadily against your thigh, moaning huskily into open air. Continuing down, your thigh moves away as you near her heat. Fingers curling around the band of her panties, you pause, “may I?”

“Please, darling,” Larissa replies breathily, mouth hanging open as you toss the fabric across the room.

Mouthing at her thighs, you suck harder as you get closer, red marks painted across a white canvas. Reaching her slick pussy, your mouth nearly waters at the sight, descending on her immediately. Her hips rock just as quickly, trying to ride your face as your tongue swipes through her folds. Savory wetness covers your chin, nose just barely rubbing against her clit.

Tilting up, you allow your lips to wrap around her button, sucking gently. The gasps Larissa emits above you only egg you on further, hand moving from her thigh to her entrance. Your middle finger slowly pushes into her, pumping carefully before adding your index. Her walls grip your fingers snugly, trying to keep you there. Her hips never still, and you force them down with your free hand as you focus your attention on her.

Alternating between sucking and licking her clit, combined with your fingers increasing pace inside her, has Larissa’s voice growing horse, moans turning to pitchy whines. Long legs wrap around your body, holding you snugly against.

Heavy whimpers fall from her lips. “Please,” she begs, “more, baby, please.”

Denying her when she’s asking so nicely, so prettily? You could never. Your ring finger lines with the others, pressing into her quickly. The stretch makes Larissa cry out above you, heels digging deeper into your back as your tongue swirled around her sex. It takes little time for her breathing to grow hoarse, mouth hanging open as her eyes squeeze shut.

Her breath hitches and hips still, essence coating your fingers as you watch her chest rise and fall rapidly, eyes finally reopening. Slowing your fingers, you retract from her, but in no way are you done just yet. Letting go of her clit with a small pop, you drag your tongue down to languidly traverse her folds, taking in her full taste.

Probing inside her, you relish in the breathy whine that comes from her throat. Pulling back, you flatten your tongue, swiping across her cunt. Trailing up, passing her navel, the dip in her ribs, you take a quick pass over her nipple, swirling softly. Grabby hands pull at you, tugging you back to her lips. Moaning at her own taste, Larissa’s body arches into you, heat brushing over your thigh once again.

Hand trailing up from her thigh, you pull back from her lips, offering your fingers in place of your tongue. Fading red lips wrap around your digits, her own tongue swirling, cheeks hollowing. You can feel your eyes glazing over as you watch her greedily taste herself, gently and unknowingly grinding on your thigh.

Letting go, Larissa takes your stupor to flip you over. Staring down with cool blue eyes with a mysterious fire. Wandering lower and lower, they trace over your own underwear, slick from pleasing her. The whimper you let out only eggs her on, rubbing you over the fabric.

“Riss…” you manage out, already breathless from her touch, “baby…”

A low hum leaves her throat, hand sliding under to make contact with you. Long fingers slide through wetness as lips attach themselves to your neck. Two fingers slide into you, slowly, her thumb makes tight, firm circles over your clit, making you keen into her. The pressure building in your core, that had been steadily growing since the library, feels so overwhelming with her all over you now.

Feeling you trying to ride her slow hand, she speeds up, taking over for you as your moans quickly become airy. Under her lips, she feels your heart beating wildly. For her. All for her.

Her scent, her taste, her hands, her tongue, all of her was all over you. Her teeth scrape against your skin as her fingers curl, making you groan. The hand not in her hair splays across her back, desperate to keep her close. Feeling the want dripping from you, her fingers speed up, almost bullying gummy walls that cling to her.

Tugging her by her hair, you bring her to your lips. Open mouth and messy, you’re barely kissing, just moaning into her mouth as she presses harder to your button, bucking into her hand. You can’t find it in yourself to feel embarrassed about how quickly she got you here, how quickly you’ve become putty beneath her.

Deciding she needs to taste her hard work sooner rather than later, her fingers just barely spread inside you, stretching you. The motion makes you erupt in a silent scream, clinging more to her as you feel the coil in your stomach begin to snap.

“C’mon darling,” she husks against your throat, “give it to me. I know you want to.”

Her words are your undoing, the sheer need in her voice and the feeling of her inside you was enough to snap the band. The whines from you turn into breathy pants, hands on Larissa still holding her close as her fingers slow. As she tries to remove them, you close your legs around her wrist, locking her in place. Her lips drag up your neck, capturing your own, sighing into your mouth as your fingers scratch gently at her scalp.

Lazy kisses last until the post-orgasm warmth leaves your body, shivering slightly at the cool air that you can finally feel tickling your skin. Legs unclamp her hand, allowing her to draw back. You nearly cum on the spot watching her suck your release off, moaning softly against her own fingers.

“Keep doing that and you’re not leaving this bed for a week,” you mumble beneath her.

She chuckles, rolling off to lay on the bed beside you, “I can’t say I’d be opposed.”

Just facing her, watching her chest rise and fall, rosy cheeks slowly returning to their normal color, you’re in awe. Freshly fucked and still perfect, Larissa Weems is a miracle. Laying on your side, you trace your fingers up and down her side, following the path of silver stretch marks and faint freckles. You push yourself forward, pressing yourself into her warm body, adoring how her arms immediately wrap around you.

“I missed you,” she whispers, as if she’s not sure you’d share her sentiment.

You press a kiss to her collarbone, “I missed you more.”

There’s a few minutes of silence before you feel Larissa chuckle beneath you. You hum in question. She squeezes you briefly, “would you like dinner?”

Another pause. You both giggle as you try to walk out of the room with a small waver in your steps.

—☽—

When your eyes open, you think it’s the sun cracking through the curtain that pulls you from the depths of slumber. A piercing ring breaks through the tiredness, bringing your attention to your phone. Your groan is met in tandem by Larissa’s, who shoves her head into her pillow further, arm tightening around your waist. Stretching in her grasp, you mentally prepare for what you know is coming. The little shit has a radar.

“No,” you say the moment you bring the phone to your ear.

“Oh sweet angel, I miss how nice you are,” Parker sing-songs, “did I wake you from your slutty slumber?”

“Yes, both of us. Dick,” you grumble, “you have zero consideration.”

“Give my real friend the phone, I’m done with you,” he says, though you know he’ll never leave you alone. Even when you eventually die.

“Baby, it’s for you,” you say as you pull the phone away from your ear. Larissa peeks one eye at you, clearly irritated. Parker, you mouth. You wish it wasn’t so endearing how quickly she perked up. Sitting up, she nods, motioning for you to put her on speaker.

“Hello, Parker,” she utters through a yawn.

“My love! How are you? Achy? Tired? In need of a better lover?”

“I’m great,” Larissa chuckles, “and yes, yes, and no, most definitely not.” Her eyes stay on you as she answers, peeking down at your lovingly annoyed expression.

The rest of the call is simply Parker talking at Larissa, rather than to her, while you shake your head at his antics. Curling back into her side, you let them talk as you watch her face. She seems at ease, a stark contrast from the stressed Larissa you’d seen when you first looked in her office. She’s less imposing, loose hair and smudged makeup, a smile playing on her lips as she listens to Parker’s plans for a surprise two month anniversary gift for Max.

In the walls of her bedroom. In bed with you. Breathing the same air. Perfection lies beside you.

note: if i could rewrite the entirety of part one i would. but i guess that shows growth in writing or whatever

feedback appreciated as always