#I love when people are passionate about stuff its like ooh you are so hot

[raziroo]

Cotton Candy

Pairing: Lotor x gn!reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: Saying "Shit" twice

Word count: 2,076 (yay) (also, I edited this, I still need to update the word count)

Author’s Note: I'm crap at writing dialogues, and this is my first time writing for a gay couple. I'm so sorry if it seems forced or unnatural or shitty. Don't be afraid to call me out.

Story Moodboard!

It’s with a grunt of effort that I manage to lift the carton containing the cotton-candy-maker.

‘Here, dad,’ I say as my dad takes the box from my hands. ‘That’s all?’

‘Yep, that’s all of it. We’ll conquer this carnival with our delicious cotton candy,’ I nod, doing jazz hands while saying the last part. Dad chuckles. I grin.

‘Hey, Honey!’ I turn back, squinting to spot where my other dad is in the crowd of bustling people. Where, where…? Yep, there he is – in his embarrassingly brilliant sunshine yellow and bottle green striped shirt and hot pink trousers, a sharp contrast to his natural bright red hair. Don’t say that it can’t look that bright; you’ll never know just how blindingly bright bottle green can really be until you see the shirt my dad’s wearing. And trust me, he usually dresses in simpler tones; such bland tones that you’d be surprised to know he was capable of wearing colourful hues as well. It’s only that he’s very passionate about his job, and so whenever we set up a booth in fetes such as the current one, he never misses to match the shop logo.

‘Hul-lo, father dearest, how seems to go your day?’

‘Oh, quite lovely, if I do say so.’

‘Well, that’s simply charming –’

‘Alright, enough,’ my other, not redhead dad snaps with an exasperated sort of smile on his visage. You see, my not redhead, a.k.a. brown-haired dad happens to be British. And that means that me and dad would rather paint our teeth blue than to not tease him. ‘You both need to shut it and start helping me with the decorations, now. You know I’m trash at all that.’

‘Aw, now don’t get discouraged,’ I say, patting dad on the back. ‘After all, not everyone can be as blessed as me, can they?’

‘Hey, why don’t you go look around for a bit? You’ve been helping out since before I have.’

‘Yeah, he’s right, pet. You should.’

I huff, rubbing my palms on the fabric of my jeans. ‘You guys sure? I’m not tired, if that’s what you’re worried about.’

‘We’re not worried, we’re just saying you should also get a look, you know? There’s a lot of surprising booths this time around. I mean, there are aliens participating too, so…’

‘Hmm,’ I play with my bottom lip a little, then, ‘yeah, okay. I’ll be back in like, an hour? Forty five minutes? Sound okay?’

‘Sounds great.’

‘Bye, then.’ And with that, I turn on the heels of my Converse, wandering about the pretty stalls and eager children and kissy couples and aliens with curious features.

It really feels bizarre, just how astonishingly fast mankind has accepted the existence of aliens. It seems simultaneously ages and just a day before when conspiracy theorists raged all around the world, presenting baseless theories and concepts as to why and how the three-man squad on the Kerberos mission disappeared. Then came the Galra, bringing along with them global terror – because alien life, intelligent alien life existed and humanity remained oblivious all these millennia, and now they were actually attacking us. It could’ve been, perhaps even was, in some other dimension, the end of Earth. But then a defender appeared; Voltron appeared in all its glory, bringing along with it proof that however much these purple aliens claim that humans are scum of the universe, humans were, in the grand scheme of things, the ones that saved the universe too.

It feels even more puzzling to actually be on a first-name basis with the leader of Voltron; that’s right, I’m personally acquainted with Keith Kogane. It was around six months after him leaving the Garrison did I come across him. He’d been loitering around the neighbourhood, had ended up in a fistfight with some other kids, and along with that a split lip and bruised cheek. I’d been watching. When the fight ended, I (somehow) persuaded him to come along so that I could at the very least provide him with a band-aid.

Long story short, we’d bonded over how our moms were no-shows and how dads were the best and we became surprisingly close friends; the only difference was that after the death of his old man, he lived alone. I’d been adopted by my two current fathers. I told him about how when they’d initially adopted me, I was excruciatingly shy. I wouldn’t even come out of my room except meals. It was only when I came to know that they knew how to make candy floss had I timidly approached them if I could have some, because previously I’d always been grossed out at the thought of having to eat that. I’d overheard this group of kids saying that cotton candy was actually just dyed granny hair, so that’s where that came from.

I love cotton candy now. So much so, that even at the age of twenty-six, I will pout if someone takes some of mine without my permission. As if I’d ever allow them to.

Speaking of Keith, I haven’t seen him in years. We lost all contact when he turned eighteen, and then he went off into space, and even when he came back, I didn’t get a chance to meet him. I bear no ill will, though. He must have formed some close relationships. Our past friendship is comparatively much more trivial.

I spot a booth selling grilled corn. I instantly head there.

As I’m about join the crowd of humans and aliens who also want corn, a familiar call of my name leads me to pull a three sixty.

Lo and behold. Keith Kogane.

Despite him having obviously grown a lot, the face was still the same. I’m sure that, if he gets a split lip and bruise on his cheek right now, he won’t look all that different.

There’s a questioning hesitance on his features; he’s probably wondering if he’s got the right person. My pleasantly surprised smile and raised eyebrows assure him. As I step away from the grilled corn stall, I notice a motley crowd behind him; some are purple, some are holding Voltron plushies, and some look way too curious to be in a carnival. The introduction is going to be fun.

‘Keith! You're gonna live a hundred years - I was just thinking about you. But anyways, it’s – it’s great to see you,’ I say with a little giggle. ‘Though I am kind of surprised you actually approached me. The sixteen-year-old you would never.’

He smiles awkwardly in return. ‘Y – yeah… I, just… oh God, this is – I’m sorry,’ he says, his inner turmoil evident.

‘It’s all good. I know you’re shit at small talk, so… like, introduce me? Maybe?’

He nods rapidly, brows furrowed. ‘Yeah, um,’ he turns to the people behind him, telling them my name, how we met, the whole affair. I give them a wave. Most of them greet me back.

‘And, this is Shiro and Curtis,’ he points to the tall, white-haired yet young man, holding hands with a tanner guy, ‘Lance, Pidge and Hunk,’ he points to a lanky, bright-smiled guy, a buffer, kind-seeming person, and a short chestnut-haired woman who, despite wearing baggy jeans and a baggier tee, looks somehow better dressed than me. ‘Then that’s Allura, Coran, and Romelle, they’re Alteans,’ a woman with enchanting beauty and a regal aura surrounding her, a redhead who’s significantly older than the rest with an impressive moustache, and a youthful appearing girl with a big grin, ‘and Lotor, he’s Galran. The Galran Emperor, in fact.’ Lotor is a tall, lilac-skinned man with aristocratic features who shares the same cheek markings as the Alteans. Oh, and he’s unfairly gorgeous, his hair a luscious mane of white which I just know will be soft. It’s hard not to stare. You remember how I said Allura looked like royalty? Yeah, the way this man carries himself, he has the aura and visage of a God. Even in a white tee-shirt and jeans he looks way better than should be legal.

I rip my eyes away.

‘So…are Noah and Oliver here too? I’d love to see them. I mean, I never did get to thank them to permit a possible criminal to sleep in their house.’

I laugh. ‘Never mind that, but we actually sit up a stall here. I could, you know, maybe even get you guys something to eat.’

‘Free? Please don’t.’

‘It’s nothing, really, just… I don’t know, accept it as a small thank you present for not letting the planet go to shit.’

A bit of thinking. Even after a nod from Shiro, it was Lance who said yes. Good ol’ Keith.

When we reach the stall, my British dad is the only one we find there. He looks up, about to say something to me, when he notices Keith.

‘Dad. You remember Keith?’

‘Your possible criminal friend who turned out to be the saviour of the universe Keith?’

‘That Keith. He wanted to see you.’

‘Oh? Well then,’ he dusts his hands, stands up, and greets Keith. Both of them engage in a conversation.

‘You guys wanna try something?’

‘What do you got?’ asks Pidge.

‘What do we got? Um, we got chocolates, candy, marshmallows, jellybeans, tortilla chips, ice cream, popcorn – butter, cheese, caramel, peri peri – Lays, like, a lot of Lays, and the good old cotton candy. What d’you want?’

So, after providing the humans with two Cream n’ Onion Lays, a pack of tortilla chips, a double scoop of butterscotch and chocolate, a small tub of popcorn, and three cotton candy sticks, I turned to the aliens.

‘I’m assuming you guys aren’t familiar with a lot of this stuff, so you could either pick whatever looks to be good, ask your friends, or I could recommend something. What’ll it be?’

Romelle was the one who asked, ‘What’s ice cream like?’

‘It’s sweet. It’s cold. And it’s like… heaven in mouth.’

‘Ooh. I want an ice cream. The… pink one?’

‘That’s strawberry. You can eat it in a cone, or in a cup.

‘What’s the difference?’

‘Well, the cup you can’t eat. The cone is like a crispy biscuit,’ judging by her face, she didn’t know what biscuit was. ‘I’ll just give you a cone. It’s all on the house, so no worries if you don’t like it.’

I watched eagerly as she licked the ice cream. An unreadable look crossed her face. Then – ‘This is almost as good as Hunk’s cookies!’

‘Really?’ Coran asked, twirling his moustache. ‘Well, then…’ he squinted to read the names of the various flavours. ‘I would like “cookies and cream”. Yes.’ A cone of cookies n’ cream was served.

‘Allura?’

‘Do you have something that isn’t sweet?’ That was a plot twist. I’d have taken her as someone who appreciated sweeter foods.

‘We do. You want spicy?’

‘…Sure.’ Peri Peri popcorn was given and enjoyed.

And last… ‘Lotor. What would you like to have?’

It takes me a lot of will to not laugh at Lotor’s way too analytical expression. ‘What would you recommend?’

‘Me?’

‘Yes.’

‘Out of all this stuff, candy floss is my favourite.’

‘Candy floss… the item that looks simultaneously like a cloud and an old woman’s hair?’

‘Yeah.’

‘I would like a helping of candy floss, then.’

As I hand Lotor a stick of cotton candy, I wait with anticipation for his reaction.

‘How am I supposed to eat this?’

It takes me a moment to process that. ‘Uh, you just… pinch a little of the stuff in between your fingers, then eat it. Or you could just, um, go in directly, which I’m thinking isn’t really your style.’

He narrows his eyes, but follows my instructions nonetheless. Only a second after putting the stuff in his mouth, Lotor purrs.

Everyone around him, being me, Coran and Romelle (Allura’s off telling Lance how great Earth food is), looks with wide eyes and raised eyebrows. Lotor appears as if he’s just died inside. The berry-shaded blush on his face is adorable, though.

'I didn't, like, poison you or something, right?'

'No. It's that... I would never in my lifetimes have expected something so tooth-rottingly sweet to be this delicious.'

'So you're okay?'

‘Yes. In fact, I quite like… this cotton candy.’

I grin.

[grxceblqckthxrn]

TDA characters as types of tiktokers

y’all KNOW i’m bored when i’m doing this shit lmao 

i’ll get around to doing the other TSC characters eventually TDA was just the first to come to mind also if you’re not actively on tiktok some of what i say might not make sense ahaha

also i named some tiktokers who yall can use for reference for some of them and from what i’ve seen they’re all fairly unproblematic so you should check them out!!

EMMA CARSTAIRS

okay so she’s DEFINITELY super popular and she uses her platform for good

she’s really funny and a lot of her audios go viral posts videos of her dancing saying that she cant dance but she’s actually really good at it

6M followers and growing fast 

 hypes up her boyfriend’s account ALL the time

calls out misogynistic/racist tiktokers through duets and KEEPS THEIR TAG IN THE CAPTION  

 she is not afraid of starting drama lmao

occasionally hops on POV and transition trends but its usually satire 

emma can’t act for shit lmao 

super active on tiktok and has a spam account

people are always asking her to drop the skin care routine but she doesn’t have one?? 

*pushes Zara down* “and no one’s gonna help her?? WOW some world we live in”

JULIAN BLACKTHORN

there’s no way he doesnt  have an art account lmao

a lot of his paintings go viral but 90% of his comments are 14 year old girls thirsting over him

yall know that pottery guy on tiktok?? the cute one?? (i searched up his account just for this post he’s @/daxnewman769) that’s the best way to describe him

literally all the famous tiktokers commission him

probably has like 4M followers lmao

will occasionally make about how respecting women doesn’t make you a “simp”

doesn’t get into tiktok drama tho

posts candid videos of emma and all his jealous 14 year old fans get so pressed but he shuts down anyone who says anything bad about her

sometimes does painting or drawing tutorials and he’s really good at teaching stuff lmao

CRISTINA ROSALES

omg okay so like yall know those really pretty girls on tiktok who are literal models and are always dropping tips on how to frame your face for pictures and best clothes and poses and whatever  ( @/ameliezilber is the first person that came to mind as an example)

thats her

alot of her content is just for the aesthetic

BLING EFFECT

GRWM’s all the time

10 step skin care routine 

GOOD VIBES

has a pretty decent following?? like at least 2 million

has a spam but it’s exactly the same as her main lol

also calls out problematic tiktokers but not by name

her entire account is full of body positivity and does a bunch of stuff on loving yourself

sometimes does POVs and all the comments are like “@ netflix hire her rn”

sometimes posts crack videos with emma and cute vids with mark and kieran

MARK BLACKTHORN

does a lot of reaction videos and duets

a lot of his videos go viral but he doesn’t have a huge following like maybe 800k

 everyone still knows him

gets at least twenty “are you wearing only one contact” comment about his eyes every post

he’s really funny without even realizing it 

sometimes goes inactive for weeks at a time and just forgets that tiktok exists lmao

shows off kieran and cristina ALL THE MF TIME AND EVERYONE IS SO JEALOUS LIKE HOW ARE ALL OF THEM HOT

KIERAN 

doesnt have a tiktok lmao sorry

but shows up so much on mark’s and cristina’s that a lot of people know who he is

DIANA WRAYBURN

unironically does POVs but is actually good at them??

lots of videos talking about the struggles of minorities like LGBTQ+ and POC and women

posts a lot of those vidoes that are like “what to do if you ever get kidnapped” “red flags in relationships” “most powerful parts of the body” etc

probably has like 500k followers 

at the end of the day she doesn’t really use tiktok that much tho ahaha

LIVVY BLACKTHORN:

does a little bit of everything??

posts dance videos sometimes 

omg her transitions are SO good

everyone is in love with her and she has to remind them that she’s a minor (i’m just a kid plays aggressively in the background)

posts videos that are just vibes?? like her skating at night, dancing in traffic with dru/her friends, walking through the city at night etc

lots of lip syncing videos to whatever sounds are popular and all her comments are like “i wish i looked like this” “guess im not eating today” and she gets so upset :((

she wants everyone to know that they’re perfect the way they are!!

also posts POVs sometimes and she’s not that bad at them ahaha 

probably has like 1 million followers 

doesn’t even need a spam just posts everything on her main 

shouts out her sibilings accounts all the time

overall just great energy

TY BLACKTHORN

never posts his face on his main but he does on his spam

yall know those accounts that post fun facts or psychology facts?? his is like that except he talks to explain them and everyone finds his voice SO calming 

he posts a lot of content of animals and everyone is in AWE with how good he is with them

his username is probably theanimalwhisperer or something djkfskjd

every single time he posts Kit on his account all the comments are like “OOH ICU” and “SHIP” and “ASK HIM OUT ALREADY”

he gives 0 shits about popularity on tiktok he’s just posting for fun because he likes teaching people about his interests

so he has like maybe 500k followers

lots of philosophical questions that has everyone questioning their existence

ugh i love him

KIT HERONDALE

be honest this is what y’all were waiting for 

yall know those unproblematic ppl that everyone refers to as the “king(s) of tiktok”???

yeah thats him

SO FUNNY

LIKE HIS CONTENT IS GENUINELY HILARIOUS

lots of sarcasm and satire

think @/adamkindacool  ?? (one of my favourite tiktokers lmao)

does reaction videos for those “pov: im the annoying hot cheeto girl sitting next to you in math class” videos

dark humor (not like rude humor but actual dark humor)

like “i put the baby in the oven and the pizza in the bed” type of jokes back when those were a thing

has like 4M followers but almost every single one of his posts go viral so he’s gaining fast

lots of pranks

starts a bunch of trends

any video he posts of Mina goes viral

sometimes he posts some really weird stuff that has everyone laughing so hard irl (@/benoftheweek)

he NEVER thirst traps but still gets a lot of those weird sexual fairy comments on his posts (iykyk)

TO BE CLEAR I MEAN THE FAIRY EMOJI ONES NOTHING TO DO WITH HIM BEING FAE 

reacts to the comments with a video of him just staring at the screen with the “oh to see without my eyes” or “im just sixteen” audio going on in the background which only encourages them to make more weird comments

anyways everyone loves him

any of his povs are pure jokes meant to make fun of pov’ers

posts maybe one serious tiktok every 5 months that talks about being respectful and using your platform for good

“i miss old tiktok”

posts a lot of random videos of Ty where, again, all the comments are shipping them except even more so on his account because everyone can see his heart eyes for Ty

collabs with Dru a lot and does a bunch of duets of her videos

everyone loves him bye

DRU BLACKTHORN

SO many memes

she deletes any hate in her comments bc she honestly doesnt care to respond to them and doesn’t need that kind of negativity in her life

but one time she got a “the f in women stands for funny” comment and she WENT OFF

does really dark povs sometimes that are really interesting

CLOWN MAKEUP + SCARY CLOWN TIKTOKS ( think @/avani ‘s clown make up posts

REALLY good at makeup and sometimes gets julian to do scary makeup on her for tiktoks and povs (like those ones with stitches over the mouth or skin peeling off)

huge ally!! posts a lot about minorities struggles and white privilege, and acknowledges hers

does movie reviews and stuff sometimes

“types of” videos

pulls a lot of pranks on her sibilings with livvy and sometimes with Kit

lots of body positivity + self love

calls out back-handed compliments

also has a lot of content like Livvy’s of just vibing in LA

julian and emma and mark go off at anyone who sexualize her in the comments

probably has like 650k followers

posts a couple of times a week

BONUS: 

JAIME ROSALES

lots of skateboarding videos idk he just gives me that vibe

doesn’t post that often but is super popular

like maybe 1.5M followers

really passionate about systematic racism

HATES all those privileged white boys using the “this is america” audio to pretend they’re oppressed ( this is a may 2020 thing so it probably wont make sense to anyone who sees this after lmao)

POSTS A LOT OF THIRST TRAPS LMAO 

also posts lots of videos that’s just him yelling about stuff but they’re really entertaining to watch ( like that guy sebastian @/sauceyogranny)

everyone thinks he’s super hot he always shows up in those “hottest boys on tiktok” videos except sometimes he’s just the token POC boy and it makes him mad :( 

DIEGO ROSALES

HIS ACCOUNT IS SO PRACTICAL LMAO

lots of tips 

“what to do if you’re trapped in the desert” “what to do if you’re kidnapped and stuck in the trunk”

doesnt reply to comments EVER unless it’s to clarify a point he made in the video or answer a question

has like 200k

okay thats it lmao im done bye this took me like an hour to make

i’ll get to all the other characters from the other series’ eventually 

also if yall are wondering abt the lack of f*ckbois in this post they’re coming dw

TMI CHARACTERS AS TYPES OF TIKTOKERS

TID CHARACTERS AS TYPES OF TIKTOKERS 

TLH CHARACTERS AS TYPES OF TIKTOKERS

[ollyarchive]

Interview

Olly Alexander on success, sanity and It's a Sin: 'All those hot guys. I loved it!'

Simon Hattenstone

The Years & Years frontman is starring in Russell T Davies’ new drama about the Aids crisis. He talks about bulimia, his ‘dark’ clubbing days – and how he learned to enjoy filming sex scenes

Mon 11 Jan 2021 06.00 GMT

Olly Alexander was so certain he was destined for success that he saw a therapist to help him prepare for his future fame. It was 2014 and his band Years & Years had just signed to Polydor when he visited the shrink.

“I said: ‘The album’s coming out and I really want it to be successful,’ and he said: ‘What happens if it isn’t?’ I said: ‘Well, that’s not an option because I have planned it in my diary since I was a teenager.’”

That diary was less about chronicling the present than a series of promises he made to himself. “I planned my life till I was 25. I would be a famous musician ’cos musicians were the coolest people in the world. The biggest thing in the list was buying my mum a house, and I did that. That was the coolest thing to be able to do with my money.” He smiles. “That was the coolest thing ever.”

Now Alexander might well benefit from another visit to the shrink because he’s about to become a lot more famous. He stars in It’s a Sin, the brilliant new TV drama by Russell T Davies, about a group of young gay men living and dying through the Aids epidemic in the 1980s. The five-part series is funny, vibrant, sexy and heartbreaking.

This is by no means the first time Alexander has acted – he has appeared in the TV series Skins, films such as Bright Star (about Keats), Gulliver’s Travels and Great Expectations, and on stage in the West End alongside Judi Dench and Ben Whishaw in Peter and Alice; a pretty impressive CV. But with It’s a Sin, he knows he has struck gold. “Some actors would wait their entire careers and not get such a good role,” Alexander says, and he’s right. Davies has made a habit of creating groundbreaking TV series (Queer As Folk, Bob and Rose, Torchwood), and this is his best yet.

Alexander’s character, Ritchie Tozer, is an aspiring actor/singer who has just moved to London from the Isle of Wight in search of fame, fortune and a good shagging. He embraces his new freedoms with promiscuous abandon, while also struggling with his sexuality. Ritchie is equally cocky and vulnerable, lovable and insufferable.

Although It’s a Sin takes place in a time before Alexander was born, he says there are so many ways he relates to Ritchie’s life. There is one crucial difference – whereas Ritchie is secretive, Alexander is an open book. If there’s anything to tell you, he’ll tell you, even if he is embarrassed a second later about his indiscretions. It’s an endearing quality, and one that makes him great company.

We meet in his agent’s east London office in December, when Tier 4 restrictions are yet to kick in. Alexander is a boyish 30 – half punk, half catwalk model, with orange hair, earrings, multiple rings, stylish khaki trousers and a handful of inky tattoos. He is garrulous and giggly with a huge toothy grin.

Like Ritchie, Alexander was a stranger to city life when he came to London. He was born in North Yorkshire, went to primary school in Blackpool and Gloucestershire, and a comprehensive in Monmouth, south Wales. He was a natural performer who wrote his first song at the age of 10. “I performed it in my year six assembly.” Can he remember it? He squirms. “Yeah!” Let’s hear it then? “No!” Oh go on! “OK, OK. ‘The leaves are falling outside my window. I’m lay here all alone,” he sings quietly, in that delicate falsetto. He giggles, blushes and continues. “And now I’m a knowin’, the way it’s goin’, we won’t last for ever, for ever my love.’”

Wow, those lyrics are pretty sophisticated – and melancholy. He giggles again. “Oh thanks. It’s about unrequited love. Doomed love. I was getting in early on my themes. I had a bit of help from my dad.” He wrote it after experiencing his first pangs – for a boy in his class.

At secondary school Alexander was a victim of homophobic bullying. He responded with elan. “I would still come to non-uniform day in eyeliner.” Did he fight back? “Sometimes I would scream. I was not a good fighter. We did rugby a lot at my school – a Welsh school. The one time I scored a try, on the way back to the changing room the two popular boys from the year put their arms around me and said: ‘Well done, Olly,” and I was like: ‘I can’t believe it, this is it!’” He pauses long enough for me to get a glowing feeling. “Then they tripped me up and pushed my face into the mud. That was hard to live down.” After that he never went to another games lesson.

When he was 13, his parents separated, and from then he was brought up by his mother, events organiser Vicki Thornton (his real surname – Alexander is his middle name). His father had been a talented but disappointed singer-songwriter who made a living marketing theme parks. Although he gave young Olly a lifelong passion for adventure rides, there were tensions between the two of them. After his parents split up, he broke off contact with his father. When Alexander became successful, his father tried to rekindle their relationship via Twitter. Alexander wasn’t impressed.

With the sod-you eyeliner and supreme belief that he would make it, he sounds incredibly robust. So what else was in that teenage diary? “Pppprrrr.” He blows his lips as if feeling a sudden chill. “It’s a bit dark. I used to write that I really wanted to be skinny.” He exhales deeply. “My mantra was always: I’m not going to eat this again, I’m not going to eat cake again. I’m never going to eat pasta.” He was barely into his teens when he became bulimic and started to list the things he wouldn’t eat. Actually, he says it was worse than that. “I was writing down: don’t eat, don’t eat, don’t eat. Did he have a weight problem? “I was a little chubby at primary school, but no.” What does he think it came from? “It was something I could control. I felt very out of control in the rest of my life. I was struggling with my sexuality, my parents were divorcing, and I wanted to punish myself.”

I want to give him a hug, but I’m not sure he would appreciate it, particularly in the pandemic. Why did he want to punish himself? “It was self-loathing. I didn’t want to be gay. I was convinced I was the reason my parents were splitting up.” He never considered that their divorce may have had nothing to do with him.

He started to cut himself, too. Has he still got the scars? He points to his upper arms and thighs, “because people can’t see there. I was deeply ashamed of doing it. I wanted to hide it.” Are there many scars? “No. A friend saw a plaster on my arm and jokingly asked if I’d been cutting myself. After that, I was so embarrassed that I mostly stopped doing it. Bulimia carried on well into my 2os, but it became less and less frequent. It’s really hard to hold down any kind of job if you’re throwing up food all the time, and ultimately you have to choose.” It becomes a full-time occupation? “Yes, it’s all you think about. And you’re doing so much damage to your organs. I got taken into hospital once with my mum because I had this irregular heartbeat, which can happen through constant purging, and that really scared me. I thought I’d done something irreparable to my body, and my mum was so distraught. She couldn’t understand why her son was throwing up all the food she was trying to give him. She found out because I hadn’t cleaned the toilet properly.”

After studying performing arts at Hereford College of Arts, he moved to London and was liberated. He had a heady time of it – more drugs, clubbing and sex than even he had hoped for, while also getting regular work as an actor. But there was a downside. He saw friends struggle, sacrifice themselves to excess, fall by the wayside. “Everything was about going out and connecting with people at the clubs. I had a great time, but it was also a dark time. A lot of people took too many drugs. A few friends attempted to take their lives and one succeeded. That was devastating. You can see how easy it is for a party lifestyle to turn into something negative.”

Alexander has a strong survival instinct. There was his destiny to fulfil, the house to buy for his mother. He still struggled with his mental health, so he cut down on the destructive stuff. Today, he says, his main drug of choice is the antidepressant sertraline. “I was worried about longterm use, and the doctor said: ‘Well, the latest research shows it can promote neurogenesis, and I was like that’s the coolest thing ever.” Neurogenesis is the process by which new neurons are formed in the brain. “She was basically saying antidepressants are giving you superpowers, and I was like: ‘Amazing, I’ll keep taking them for ever.’” He starts giggling, and he can’t stop. “Neurogenesis – ooh, I love that. I’m going to be neuro-supercharged.”

Years & Years formed in 2010. Founder member and synth/bass/keyboard player Mikey Goldsworthy heard Alexander singing in the shower and asked if he wanted to become lead singer. When Alexander joined, Years & Years were a five-piece band, before shrinking to an electropop trio (Alexander, Goldsworthy and fellow guitarist and keyboard guru Emre Türkmen). Alexander, the main songwriter, has an ear for great sweeping choruses (think Sam Smith meets Pet Shop Boys with a dash of New Order). Their first album, Communion, went to No 1 in the UK, while the song King topped the singles chart and its follow-up, Shine, reached No 2. Many of their songs are about yearning and doomed love – particularly on their second album, Palo Santo – just like the first one he wrote aged 10.

Alexander also became known as an LGBTQ campaigner. He made a documentary, Growing Up Gay, for the BBC in which he talked to his mother in a tear-filled exchange about coming out; he also interviewed people about struggles with their sexuality, the pressure to be promiscuous and take drugs, and addressed schoolchildren about homophobia and mental health problems. Does he think of himself as an activist? He shakes his head. “It does a disservice to actual activists. There’s a tendency to use that word for anyone in the public eye speaking up about any issue. Going into schools and talking about mental health isn’t activism. I like doing that. If I can be helpful, I want to help.”

The week before we meet he was named celebrity of the year at the British LGBT awards. He doesn’t know why – he says he didn’t do anything in 2020. “Maybe they heard about my upcoming role and got in there early!”

He says he has learned so much from making It’s a Sin – not least about acting, and how tough it can be. “Doing an acting job where you have to turn up every day is really challenging. I was so used to my musician lifestyle, which is usually: get up late, get in a car, get driven to an airport, get on a plane, fall asleep, arrive somewhere, get driven to the venue, roll out of the car and do the show. It was too much like hard work every day. I thought I’d got past this!”

We see a lot of Alexander in It’s a Sin – in every sense. He gets more than his share of sex scenes, and says it was fascinating being taught how to do them properly. So he enjoyed them? “All those hot guys. That aspect I loved! And going into it I thought, I’m going to have so much fun doing this, I’m a confident-ish guy, love having sex, it will be great.” That’s so refreshing, I say, to hear actors admit they enjoy sex scenes.

Ah, well, he says, it wasn’t quite that simple – he initially became self-conscious. “I broke down into hysterical tears, like ‘don’t fucking touch me’. I found it really hard.” Then the intimacy coordinators got to work on him. “They were a life-changing experience. Intimacy coordinators are there for safety ’cos there’s a lot of shit that can go wrong between what a director wants and what an actor wants, and boundaries being crossed. They’re there to rehearse everything beforehand with the director and the performers. You talk about animals you might imitate, the sounds you make.” He pays tribute to intimacy coordinator extraordinaire Ita O’Brien, who introduced the Intimacy on Set guidelines in 2017 and worked on Normal People as well as It’s a Sin. “Anything with sex in it, she’ll be involved. She’ll be on all fours at one point, saying: ‘Now I’m going to be like a cow and moo in ecstasy.’ She’s amazing, amazing, amazing.” And yes, he did start to enjoy the scenes.

Did he find them arousing? Now it’s my turn to blush and I apologise for the question. Did he start to enjoy it too much? “No, that’s what I want to know. What if someone gets a hard-on – how embarrassing would that be? Ita said: ‘It’s natural and normal for certain body parts to get excited and if you get an erection that’s absolutely fine, but it’s not appropriate for the workplace.’” He adds a caveat: “Depending on what kind of job you’re doing. And she said: ‘If that happens, you just take a time out. So you’re all there thinking, OK, how embarrassing – because you say time out and everybody knows it’s because you’ve got a hard-on. Hahahhaa!” Did he have to take a time out? “No!” Did anyone? “Not to my knowledge.”

Who did he have most fun with? “I’d say best kiss was the guy who plays Ash [newcomer Nathaniel Curtis]. Great kisser.” And the best shag? “Sexual simulation,” he corrects me. “Best sexual simulation was Roscoe [Omari Douglas, another relative newcomer].” Has he told them? “It’s all coming out in this article, Simon.” And I can sense him calibrating what he has just said. “It’s going to ruin my standing!” But a second later he changes his mind. “No, that’s a compliment right? I compliment them both. Hahahaha!” And he laughs giddily.

I ask about the future. You sense he’s not sure where to go from here, acting-wise – that it can’t get any better than It’s a Sin. Fortunately, he owes the band an album’s worth of songs. He had them done and dusted before the pandemic. “But all that time in my flat going insane made me realise I didn’t like any of the music, it didn’t feel relevant. I just wanted to start again, which is what I did. Now it’s almost ready – again.”

It will be only their third album in seven years. “I know,” he says. “It’s embarrassing. Ariana Grande has had about five out in the time we’ve done one.” In the meantime, he says, Türkmen has had one baby, with another on the way.

What about his own love life? “It’s pretty dire.” Sex? “I’m hopeful to have more sex … it’s very difficult in the age of Covid if you’re single. I actually tried to lock someone down who would be my ‘friends with benefits’ sex buddy, because I saw that Holland were advising people to do that. In the first lockdown I said: ‘Look, we can just have sex with each other. I trust you, you trust me, we’re not together, but this is an arrangement. I’ve not had sex in six months, what do you think?’ But he said no. I was quite upset. So yeah, not a lot of sex in 2020.” For a split-second, the puckish Alexander looks forlorn. Then he grins his toothiest grin yet. “But I’m hopeful that it will pick up in the new year!”

It’s a Sin is on Channel 4 on 22 January at 9pm

[eitelle]

Hi!! Congrats on 60 followers btw! 💗

I am a female and I’d like to matched up with a guy from Haikyuu. I am ENFJ, (but sometimes enfp). I’m outgoing and generally nice to everyone, but I have a very sassy, goofy personality. Naturally flirty and very affectionate, and my love language is physical touch. I have my moments when I get shy and anxious, especially around someone I really have a crush on. Yet at the same time I’m the person always trying to hug and cuddle my friends even after roasting them. My favorite colors are blue, red, purple and pink. I love some teasing. I’m passionate about acting and singing. I love to listen to all kinds of music. I have long curly blackish hair and I’m 5’2. I’m a Gemini Sun, Cancer Rising and Gemini Moon. I am a caring and adaptable person, and like to make people happy I always finding a way to slip a stupid joke in🙄( joking is my coping mechanism) . My favorite food is tacos. African-American, and I like someone that I can relate to. I don’t have a specific type, but I do like someone with goals and passion. I like someone I can laugh with and also have real conversations with. I’m so into the romantic lovey-dovey stuff, yet sometimes I act like a little boy💀. I can be loud asf, even just when normally talking cause I usually have a lot of energy.

As far as style goes, it varies from 12 year old boy with some joggers and a t-shirt wayyyy too big for me , to like a 90s baddie with some hoops on, to girly with skirts, sweaters and some knee high socks. As far as accomplishments go, I’ve won state in theater and continue to pursue acting. It’s something I’m very passionate about. Some flaws of mine are overthinking and my anxiety. Like I’ll overthink an entire situation before I really know what happened and assume that someone like hates me. Or I’ll assume I’m talking to much and that’s it’s annoying so I just kinda.. shut down. My anxiety can get kinda bad, i get all shaky and I care a lot about what people think of me (although I try to deny it). So I’ll need someone who can bring me back to earth every now and then. But it’s getting better with time and I’m trying to stress myself out less. When I’m out I’ve got such a big personality and I’m making dumb jokes and dancing, but when I get home I’m just chilling and watching anime. (Although I will dance and make jokes if I feel like it). And I’m a night owl!

Sorry if this was too much!! I really appreciate what you are doing 💗.

OH MY GOD IM AN INFJ THAGS SO COOL!! MY ONLINE PERSONALITY IS LOWK ENFJ THO SO I THINK THATS SO SWAG SHSHSHS (if u recall me saying otherwise shhhhh thats when i trusted 16personalities) ALSO STATE IN ACTING??? UR SO COOL WTF?? ANYWAYS

ok i was actually just wanting to do a matchup w this character n it just so happens u seem to literally fit what id say is his ideal type so i have matched you with: semi eita

GOSH I LOVE HIM OK HCS: (also im so sorry for doing these so late shshs 😖)

forst of all hes def helping w ur lines

like hes such a good person to help prep u

hes also like lowk very lowkey shdhd and honest/blunt so if u ever get an anxiety attack i think hed tell u how it is like straight up n that ur overreacting but in the way that snaps u back to reality

n hes like ur anchor shdhd

i think thats so cute

and sometimes he gets stage fright so i feel like your presence would just help comfort him

OOH ALSO YALL WOULD PROB RELEASE SO GS TOGETHER

N HED LOVE SINGING W U 😫‼️

i feel like hed call u angel, his muse, or his bitch. no in between.

i also feel like he loves how hes so pale and his hair is gray and hes tall n ur lowk short n ur skin is darker and ur hair is like complete opposites and he loves that

like the opposites but fits so well together thing

yall def listen to ricky montgomery together idec.

and taylor swift.

ooh i know for a fact that mans had a hamilton phase but thats why hes so hot tbh

yall also make like photo/mood boards of yall or playlists lol i feel so lonely rn help-

if one of ur anxiety attacks comes in public u know this man is gonna pull the “im famous u want a photo?” to drag attention away from u shdh

oh u def call him suga by “accident” to make him mad HAHAHSJSH

prob the clubbing people but i could see him n u watching anime together and u accidentally hum the ops while harmonizing by accident sometimes shahsgdj

GOSH OK THAT WAS LONG SORRY OK ANYWAYS NOW ITS TIME FOR A ONE SHOT!! (also if u ever need to talk ab something my dms r always open!!)

IS THAT THE TOUNGE N LIKE TEETH THING BUT IN ANIME??/7;6&3);&;7: I JEVER NOTICED THIS WHAT THE FUCK

on a normal friday night, a (your age) person would normally be out with friends, or maybe even going clubbing. but not you, no you and your boyfriend were sitting on the couch, howl's moving castle on your tv and your head on his chest.

it was a chill day to say the least, you and him both having a full day off and spending it like this the two of you too exhausted from the weeks events already. you had random music playing in the background. by random i mean random it went from ed sheeran to lil uzivert all the way to BTS; needless to say it was kinda a mess. but that was how you liked it.

all of a sudden ‘The Schuyler Sisters’ from the original broadway cast of hamilton: the musical started blasting interrupting the beautiful silence w background noise.

you turn to look at your boyfriend, your chests now pressed against each other to look at him staring just past you at his phone, a light pink blush tinting his ears.

“a hamilton kid i see..” you tease playfully noticing how he flushed even deeper.

“o-oi shut up, my- my mom set it for me ok?” he tries to say, his excuses unheard as you burst into laughter tired of holding it in.

“we- well at least pick it up,” you say between laughs.

“fine. hello?” he says as he answers the call. “oh- but today, no i understand. of course. ok ill be right there.”

as he shifts you look at him all of a sudden concerned, you didn’t want your boyfriend overworking himself afterall.

“darling is everything ok?” you ask afraid of the answer. then you notice how hes not meeting your eyes and how hes tapping his knee with his pointer finger. his little tell he was trying to hold in laughs. “oh haha very funny semi now drop the act can we please just go back?” you try to reason.

“oh but getting u annoyed like this is so cute >w<“ he laughs seeing you grumble about how he was ‘so annoying’ as you turn to ignore him.

“oh shut up.”

“make me :p”

“maybe i will,” you say before stuffing a pillow in his mouth and leaning your head against it. “now enjoy the movie.” </3

HES SO PRETTY OML 🤩🤤

ohmygod now its time for my last texts for this event ahhh

OK I HOPE U ENJOYED SORRY THIS WAS SO LATE SHDGSH

[badsext]

Three Spoons: Robert Sheehan x Fem! Reader (guest appearance by Justin Min)

Anon request: Domestic fluff with Robert Sheehan/Fem Reader

Warnings: Just fluff, kissing, flirting…

“Since we’re having Justin over for dinner, will you make the grilled prawns with yellow rice?,” Robbie begged.

“Prawns!,“ you giggled. “I still love it when you use Irish words.”

You narrowed your eyes at him. “OK, but you have to clean the shrimp, prawns, whatever.”

“For you, my love, I’d scrape a hundred dirty shrimp taints!,” he said, posing heroically.

“Ugh, gross!”

Rob was happy for you to drive to the store, but he was a very distracting passenger. His long legs made it difficult to get comfortable in the car, so he’d experiment with different positions throughout the drive. He loved bursting out into random topics of conversation whenever something popped into his head and gesticulated wildly with his hands.

When it came to getting recognized in public, Rob was in that sweet spot where he’d get an occasional fan asking for a selfie, but he could usually go about his business in peace. Fortunately, this time you had him all to yourself.

After putting all the dinner stuff in your cart, you huddled close together in the frozen foods section, just staring at the dozens of ice cream varieties. It was summer in L.A., so you were both in tank tops. Neither of you ever thought to bring a sweater and you had fallen into the naughty habit of absentmindedly stuffing a hand into one another’s back pockets, regardless of time and place. In fact, it caused quite a stir when it happened in front of your family at Christmas.

Back at your apartment, you started cooking. “The rice is not that special. The secret ingredient is saffron,” you said, giving him the jar.

Rob tossed it back and forth in his hands. “Hey, careful with that! It’s like forty dollars an ounce.”

“What? Why?” He examined the unassuming spice.

“It’s the stamen of the crocus.”

“Ooh, say that again.”

“Sssssstamen of the ccccccrocuuuuussss.”

Rob lifted you up onto the kitchen counter and kissed you softly, as if commanded by the ‘magic words.’ You played with one of his curls and drummed your heels silently against the cabinets until the timer went off. Dinner was ready and a moment later Justin was ringing the doorbell.

You had recently quit your job to start a new business. Rob was so supportive and encouraging, he became your unofficial spokesman. Justin had clearly been prompted to ask you about it, which was a little awkward at first, but once you got going, your passion was contagious. You caught Rob staring at you, grinning.

The boys shared their funny stories from the set. It was adorable how they chimed in, fact checking eachother’s version of events. It sounded like so much fun. You’d come up to visit once during filming, but they wouldn’t allow you on the set. You waited for him back at the hotel and spent the weekend exploring Toronto together.

“Justin, I’m living for your Instagram,” you said, gesturing excitedly with your fork.

Justin flashed his signature megawatt smile. “I aim to please.”

“Robbie, you should take more photos,“ you encouraged.

"Well, Justin is the documentarian. I am his wild animal subject,” Rob pawed at him like a cat. Justin put on an Australian accent and began narrating his movements in a spontaneous bit of improv.

“Oh my god, stop!” You cackled.

You noticed Justin’s wineglass was empty so you tilted to bottle towards Rob, motioning for him to fill it up. Rob caught the hint and started refilling the glass. “You know I get drunk after two glasses of wine.” Justin warned. “Are you guys trying to get me into your bed?, he joked.

“Not without your consent, you sexy minx.” Rob replied, puckering his lips at Justin.

“Boys, enough flirting! Robbie, go get the dessert,” you laughed.

He returned with the cake in one hand and three spoons in the other. The cake was scrawled with hot pink frosting baring the words 'Happy 2nd Season,’ in honor of the show getting picked up again.

“Where are the plates and the forks, love?,” you asked sweetly.

“I thought it would be more fun to share it this way," he popped his eyebrows mischievously. You just shrugged and smiled.

"Okay, I’m too drunk to argue,” you laughed. “I’ll start at this corner.” The three of you devoured the cake. Rob was right, it was more fun sharing. He was often right about things like that, forever thinking of clever ways to bring people closer. It was one of the many qualities you loved about him.

Soon it was time for Justin to Uber home. He thanked you both for a lovely evening, kissing each of you on the cheek. Then the second the door closed behind him, Rob took off like a shot towards the bedroom down the hall. “Race ya!”

It was impossible to catch up. He flopped down on the bed, disturbing the many pillows of varying levels of softness he insisted on. Not wanting to get up to take his clothes off, Rob slinked out of his pants like a snake shedding its skin. You changed into your favorite old t-shirt of Rob’s, the one that had been washed a zillion times, with the logo of a pub he couldn’t even remember patronizing. Then you climbed into bed with your beautiful six foot Irish dream. Your usual stellar oral hygiene and skincare routines be damned! There you would remain, nestled together until morning.

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[general-rusty]

Hazbin AU Swap

Alastor the host to hell's 6th most popular radio station, out got of him apartment to see the ruins from his balcony. He clears his throat and started to sing.

Chasing Happiness ♪ At the end of the journey there's happiness ♪ ♪ And to find it, how often I’ve tried ♪ ♪ But my life is a race ♪ ♪ Just a wild goose chase ♪ ♪ And my hopes, they were just a lie♪ ♪ Why have I always been a failure ♪ ♪ What could the reason be ♪ ♪ I wonder if the world's to blame ♪ ♪ I wonder if it could be me ♪ ♪ I'm always looking for hope♪ ♪ searching them with my tears♪ ♪ My schemes are just like all my dreams ♪ ♪ Ending every year♪ ♪ Some fellows look and find the sunshine ♪ ♪ I always look and find the rain ♪ ♪ Some fellows make a winning sometime ♪ ♪ I never even make the game ♪ ♪ Believe me ♪ ♪ I'm always looking for hope♪ ♪ Waiting to find the happiness♪ ♪ In vain ♪

In the streets of Hell

A Demon falls from the sky and lands on the ground. "Oh, I’m alive. I’m alive!" He said

A motorcycle runs him over and stop to drop off a leatherjacket wearing Niffty. "Heh. Thanks for the fun time, hot stuff." A male raccoon demon said.

"Yeah, yeah, listen. Keep this discreet, hear me? I can’t let it get out I’m offering my services to creeps on the street. It was a quick cash grab, ya got it?" Niffty said

The Raccoon scoffs, "Whatever you say, slut!" He laughs

"Ouch, ooh, such an insult!  Let me know when you come up with something creative to call me you sack of poorly packaged horse shit. Tell the mrs' I said hi. Schnookums." Niffty quipped

The motorcycle rides off

Niffty brush the dust off of herself. A hooded demon grab the cash out of Niffty's hand "Yoink!"

"Hey!" Niffty shouted

"Up yours, midget!" The hooded demon shouted. A rock falls onto the hooded demon.

Niffty gasps, "Oh my god! My money! Dang it!" She shouted

Up on Ms Cherri's ship.

"HAHAHA! THOSE WEAK SINNERS WONT DARE TOUCH MY TERRITORY OF DESTRUCTION! A WISE DECISION, THE POWER OF MY EXPLOSIVES ARE UNMATCHED! NOW ONE, ONE COULD COMPARE TO THE LIKENESS OF I!" Ms Cherri laughed. Cherri now wears a ugly red pantsuit.

"Gee, that is pretty good, boss!" One of Cherri's cherryboi yuppie minions said

"Yeah! You really showed them what for!" another Cherryboi said

"I loved it when you blow them up them with your grenade launcher." said a Cherryboi

"I wish she’d shoot me with her grenade launcher." cried a Cherryboi

Another Cherryboy pat his Cherrybrother's back.

"IN A FEW DAYS ILL DESTROY THE ENTIRE EAST SIDE OF THE PENTAGRAM! HELL WILL BE RUINED! AND EVERY ONE WILL FEAR THE NAME OF MS. CH-" Ms Cherri yelled.

"SSSLUT!" A wise guy shouted.

"DAFUQ!? WHO SAID THAT! WHAT DID YOU SAID SHITTY EXCUSE FOR A FRUIT!? SPEAK THE FUCK UP!" Cherri threatened.

A explosive egg bot was YEETED through the windshield and explodes in front of everyone.

Pentious now in patches and his top hat is a now flat cap, jumps through the hole in the windshield, "You looking for a fight, filthy whore? why won't you take your little whore house nonsense of my territory before I sssmasssh it." a support beam falls on to a cherryboi. "more..." Pentious threatened.

"OH YOU WANNA GO GRANDPA!? I HOPE YOU LIKE GUNPOWDER BECAUSE THAT'S ALL YOU WILL GET!" Cherri shouted while her Cherrybois surround Pentious.

The morning report. Two demons were at the desk. A oppressive suited man with white combed to the side hair and a gasmask for a face. And a frail white blonde woman with red eyes. "Good afternoon! I’m Tommy Trench." Tommy announced.

"And I’m Kate Killjoy. Chaos at a pentagram city today as a turf war is raging on the east side. Between notable Queen pin Ms Cherri Bomb and self-proclaimed wise guy Pentious." Kate reported.

"That’s right Kate! After the recent extermination, many areas are now up for grabs! Demons all over Hell are already duking it out to gain new territory!" Tommy reported.

"Those two seem to really be going at it, huh?" Kate repiled.

"Looks like they’re fighting tooth and nail for that hot spot!" Tommy pulls a tooth and nail out of the mug, place them on the desk, and smash them with his fist.

"And I’d sure love to get my hot spot nailed by him." Kate giggles.

Tommy chuckles, "You sure are a big pussy whore, Kate. Or should I say-" Tommy pours coffee onto Kate's crotch -Burnt Pussy."

"Not again!" Kate cried. Kate curled up in pain.

"Coming up next, we have an exclusive interview with the host of Hell’s 6th most popular radio, who’s here to discuss his brand-new passion project! All that and more, after the break!" Tommy crushes the mug. "Suck it up you little bi-"

Backstage.

Alastor now a lot more tender and tweak like, and Husk which is wearing a withered red and black leisure suit. "Okay. You remember what to say?" Husk ask.

Alastor took a deep breath. "Okay! Let’s do this!"

"Look at me, and I’ll mouth it to you." Husk said.

"Come on, Husker! I know all of the currant slang terms! I just feel like we need to- I don’t know, make things sound more glamour and darb-" Alastor gasp, "Oh! What if I-"

"-sing a song about it?" Husk said.

Alastor chuckles, "You knew I was gonna say that."

"Because you're like a book. But please don’t fucking sing. This is serious." Husk stated

"Well you know, I’m better at expressing myself and my goals through song! It's my job after all." Alastor said.

"But this isn’t like the radio, Al." Husk

"Okay I’ll just have to resort to my impeccable improve skills." Alastor said with a southern bell accent.

Now with Tommy Trench.

Alastor walks up to Tommy. "Hi! I’m Alastor." holds out his hand.

"Tommy Trench." Tommy drops the cigarette and stomps on it. "I’d say it’s a pleasure to meet you, but that's a horseshit lie. You can put that away." Alastor pulls his hand back. "I don’t touch the mixes. I have standards."

"Yeah? How’s uh- how’s that working out for ya?" Alastor asked while a support beam falls down onto a crewman. "Can someone help me!" the crewman screamed in pain.

"Look, my time is money, so I’ll keep this short. We’re not here because we wanted you here, you’re here because Rodney couldn’t make it for his dating show."

Alastor looked past Tommy's shoulder to see Kate rolling her eyes.

"You might be some radio bigshot, but that doesn’t mean shit to me. I’m too rich and too influential to give a flying fuck about what some tux-wearing F list radio host wants to advertise." Tommy got into Alastor's face.

"But I-" Alastor stuttered.

"-So don’t get funny with me buddy, or I will fucking end you." Tommy threatened.

"And we’re live!" A crewman shouted.

Tommy ran back to his seat and Alastor walks to his seat. "Welcome back! So, Alex-" Alastor interrupts, "It’s Alastor."

"Whatever. Tell us about this new passion project you’ve been insistently pestering our news station about!" Tommy grips the handgun in his jacket.

Alastor clears his throat, "As most of you know, I have been here in Hell since 1933, and if you remember life wasn't easy back then, but as you can see life is a lot worse here than it was there. I always tried to see the good in everything around me. Hell is my home, and you are my people. We-" Tommy shoots a bug with that handgun. Blood splashes onto Alastor's face. "We just went through another extermination. We lost so many souls, and it breaks my heart to see my people being slaughtered every year. No one is even given a chance! I can’t stand idly by while the place I live is subjected to such violence! So, I’ve been thinking. Isn’t there a more humane way to hinder overpopulation here in Hell? Perhaps we can create an alternative way to change souls through… redemption? Well I think yes. So that’s what this project aims to achieve! Ladies and gentlemen, I’m opening the first of its kind! A hotel that rehabilitates sinners!" Alastor announce.

...

"Y’know? ‘Cause hotels are for people passing through… temporarily."

In a dive bar in the hick part of hell. A bear demon laughes, "Is this guy for real? He thinks, you hear what this city boy thinks? he-' short laugh "-Oh, he’s nuts."

The camera man spoke up. "Stupid nig-"

Husk uppercuts the camera man.

"Look, every single one of you has something good deep down inside. I know you do. Maybe I’m not getting through to you." Alastor said

Husk sighs "Oh no."

Alastor snaps his fingers to bring his jazz band in.

♪ We have a dream ♪ ♪ We wish to tell ♪ ♪ And it’s just ball ♪ ♪ ‘Cause you’re one of a kind ♪ ♪ A charming demon belle! ♪ ♪ Now let’s give these burning fools a place to dwell ♪ ♪ (Take it, boys!) ♪ ♪ (Boo!) ♪ ♪ Inside of every demon is a cause ♪ ♪ We’ll dress ‘em up and give them a smile! ♪ ♪ (With a smile!) ♪ ♪ And we’ll chlorinate this cesspool ♪ ♪ With some old redemption flair ♪ ♪ And show these guys some proper class and style! ♪ ♪ (What’s in style?) ♪ ♪ (Oh!) ♪ ♪ Here below the ground ♪ ♪ I’m sure your plan is sound!  ♪ ♪ They’ll spend a little time ♪ ♪ Down at this Happy Ho-- ♪

Random demon: "Shut the fuck up! That is shit!"

Everyone laughs uncontrollably.

"What in the nine circles makes you think a single denizen of Hell would give two shits about becoming a better person? You have no proof that this little experiment even works! You want people to be good just… because?" Tommy and Kate laughs.

"Well, we have a patron already who believes in our cause, and she’s shown incredible progress!" Alastor shouted

"Oh? And who might that be?" Tommy asked.

"Oh, just someone named… Niffty." Alastor replied.

"The porn star?" Kate asked.

Tommy slowly turns around pointing that handgun at Kate. "You fucking would, Kate." Tommy turns back around. "In any case, that’s not even an accomplishment. I’m sure you can get that hooker to do anything with enough booger sugar and lube."

"Oh, I beg to differ. She’s been behaved, clean, and out of trouble for 2 weeks now." Alastor replied.

"Breaking news!" Shouted a crewman

Tommy pushed Alastor away. "We are receiving word that a new player has entered the ongoing turf war! Let’s go to the live feed!"

Shows Niffty kicking Cherryboi ass.

"Di Mi!." Alastor whispered.

"Dee Me indeed! It looks like the one who just joined the battle is none other than-" gasp "-porn actress Niffty! What a juicy coincidence! You must feel really stupid right now." Tommy said

Tommy and Kate laugh. "Ratings!"

Alastor gasped, "Don’t look at this!" He tried to hid the window on the greenscreen.

"Well, it sure looks like your little project is dead on arrival. Tell us, how does it feel to be such a total failure?" Tommy asked.

"Yeah? Well- how does it feel that I got your pen, huh? Dick?!" Alastor shouted.

Tommy went silent.

Alastor nervously laughs, "Sorry." Put the pen back.

Kate runs away while Tommy got the flamethrower

Back in the streets

"Hey thanks for the backup, Niffts!" Pentious shouted.

"You kiddin'? This is the best action I've seen in ages!" Niffty replied.

Pentious throws a egg bomb. "Where have you been anyways? I thought you died or something."

"Oh I wish! I've been staying at this dirty hotel on the other side of town. Some guys let me stay rent free if I play nice His words, not mine. These assholes are no fun! I’ve been clean for two weeks!" Niffty answered.

"Holy crap." Pentious replied.

"Well, sorta clean. As clean as you can get with a shitload of Bolivian marching powder." Niffty replied.

Cherri whips and ties Niffty up in a vine.

"Oh, harder mommy!" Niffty moaned.

Cherri gasp, "Daughter?!"

Niffty raise the brow in a "Da fuck?" way.

"You douches have no style! In war, the side remembered is the side with the most style." Cherri pop her collar up.

"Or the side that ain’t 6 feet under." Pentious replied.

"Speaking of style, what's up with the colors, it's red this and red that. Is it that time of the month?" Pentious quipped.

"Oh, well, that’s none of your goddamn business, now is it?" Cherri shouted.

"Oh yeah we're not suppose to talk about that." Niffty quipped.

"I’m going to blow you to bits!" Cherri threatened.

"Hm! Kinky!" Niffty quipped.

"Oh, not like that! creep!" Cherri replied.

Cherriyboi shoots at Niffty with a vine net gun.

"Not so cocky now, are we?" Cherri threatened.

"Y’know, you really gotta watch what comes out of your mouth. I’ve been making these sex jokes the whole-" Cherri pulls out a smg "-TIME! And it’s obvious ya ain’t catchin’ on-" Niffty kicks Cherri, takes her gun and shoots at the Cherryboi. "-I mean, it’s just SAD!

"So think you’re gonna get in a lot of trouble for this?" Pentious asked.

"Eh, what’s one little brawl gonna cause?" Niffty asked.

Back in the newsroom.

Alastor and Tommy are going at it fisticuffs, while the flamethrower is blowing fire to the right of the desk.

Kate runs into view of the camera while on fire. "Why won’t anyone help me?!" She screams.

Back in the streets. "Glad ya haven’t changed. You know you’re my favorite gal to party with!" Pentious shouted.

"You know it, you slimy snake. You ready to finish this?" Niffty asked.

"Hell yeah, baby." Pentious answered.

Niffty, Pentious, Ms Cherri, CherryBois, Alastor, Tommy, and Kate yelling in a 4 screen split.

In the Limo driving to the hotel Niffty was playing with the window

Husk carving a wooden steak and giving Niffty the death stare.

Niffty looks up to Husk, "What?"

"What? What?! What were you fucking doing?!" Husk shouted.

Niffty sighs, "Look I owed my snake buddy a solid! Isn’t that a “redeeming quality"? Helping pals with stuff?" Niffty shouted.

"Not with turf wars that result in genocide!" Husk shouted.

"Eh, you win some, you lose a few hundred, plus didn't you caused a Genocide." Niffty snickers.

Husk throws the wooden steak at Niffty which pierced throw the window.

"Aw come on, I had to! My credibility was on the line-" Niffty sighs "-I mean, what kind of reputation would I have if people found out I was trying to go clean? It just throws out my entire persona."

"Your credibility? What about the hotel? Your little stunt made us look like fucking clowns!" Husk shouted.

"No no no, hon. Clowns are funny! I made you look… uh, sad! And pathetic! Like an orphan, with no arms, or legs… Uh… oh, with progeria! Great! Now I’m bummed thinking about it! This thing have any liquor?" Niffty asked.

"Can you please just try to take this seriously?" Husk asked.

"Fine, I’ll try, just don’t bitch to your mother while you're fucking her." Niffty quipped.

"What was that you trying to be?" Husk got up and pulled out his knife.

"Whatever pisses you off the most. Is there seriously no liquor in here?!" Niffty shouted.

"I’m gonna kill her." Husk sat back down.

"Too late, hon. Wait, would that make me double dead? And where exactly do I go, to double Hell? Sorry, you’re stuck with me, bitch. Get used to it." Niffty laughs.

"Fucking bitch!" Husk mumbled.

"Listen, who cares if some jagoffs got hurt? Most of them are ugly freaks. Look around! Got a bunch of fuckin’ harlequin babies down here." Niffty said.

"You’re one to talk." Husk quipped.

"Hey! This body is flawless! Everyone wants some of me, and I’ve got the creepy fan letters to prove it!" Niffty pulls out a letter with stains.

"That was really not swell y’know, Niffty" Alastor said.

"Not Sweel?! After that trainwreck, there is no way anyone is gonna wanna stay at the hotel. All thanks to you and your selfish bullshit!" Husk shouted.

"Does that mean I don’t have a free room anymore?" Niffty asked.

Husk pulls the knife out again.

"Ah, well, shucks." Niffty snaps.

"Hey, come on, we don’t know if things are over yet. Try to relax, Husker. It’ll be okay!" Alastor reassured.

At the Happy Hotel

The three open the door. Husk sat down on to the couch to look at his hands, his mind goes back to the war.

Niffty went to the fridge to get a beer. "It’s probably a good idea to get some actual food in this place. Y’know, to feed all the wayward souls ya got in here." Niffty laughed, but then it became nervous laughter, and then she just stops.

Alastor went out to talk to his boss. "Hey Boss. Um, I know I keep calling, and you must want that kale paid back. But um, the interview isn't sitting pretty and... I don’t know if I’m going to make a difference. I don’t know what I’m doing. I could really use some advice, Boss. I think you're right about me. A-anyway, I’ll stop talking before this gets long." Alastor went back in.

A knock to the tune of Come On Eileen was on the door.

Alastor opens the door to see Charlie in her demon form.

"Hell-"

Alastor slams the door, and then open it again to see if he just saw that.

-o."

Alastor slams the door again. "Hey Husker?

"What?!" Husk asked.

"The Musical Demon is at the door!" Alastor nervously answered.

"Holy shit what?!" Husk drops the knife.

"Uh, who?" Niffty asked

"What should I do?" Alastor asked.

"Well, don’t let that bitch in!" Husk shouted

Alastor slowly opens the door.

"May I speak now?" Charlie asked.

"You may-" Alastor said.

"Charlie, pleasure to be meeting you, sweetheart, quite a pleasure. Excuse my visit, but I saw your riot on news and I just couldn’t resist. What a performance! Why, I haven’t been that entertained since the Great White show of 2003. Ah so many bodies." Charlie introduced

"Stop right there!" Husk pointed a M16 at Charlie. "I know your game. And I’m not gonna let you hurt anyone here, you spunky, quirky, musical harlot!" Husk threatened.

Charlie laughs slightly, "Hon, if I wanted to hurt anyone here... I would have done so already...." spooky demonic stuff pops up and then goes away. "No, I’m here because I want to help!"

"Say what now?" Alastor asked.

"Help!" Charlie exclaimed.

"Um, you want to help?" Alastor asked.

"With this ridiculous thing you’re trying to do! This hotel! I want to help you run it." Charlie exclaimed.

"Uh… why?" Alastor asked.

Charlie laughs, "Why does anyone do anything? Sheer, absolute boredom! I’ve lacked inspiration for decades! My work became mundane, lacking focus, aimless! I’ve come to crave a new form of entertainment!"

"Does getting into a fist fight with a upstage reporter count as entertainment?" Alastor asked.

Charlie laughs, "Absolutely, it's reality.  After all, the world is a stage! And the stage is a world of entertainment!"

"So, does this mean that you think it’s possible to rehabilitate a demon?" Alastor asked.

Charlie laughs, "Ha no. That’s wacky nonsense! Redemption, oh the non-existent humanity! Nononono, I don’t think there’s anything left that could save such loathsome sinners! The chance given was the life they lived before; the punishment is this! There is no undoing what is done!"

"So then, why do you want to help me if you don’t believe in my cause?" Alastor asked.

"Consider it an investment in ongoing entertainment for myself! I want to watch the scum of the world struggle to climb up the hill of betterment! Only to repeatedly trip and tumble down to the fiery pit of failure." Charlie stated.

"Right?" Alastor nervously asked.

"Yes indeedy! I see big things coming your way, and who better to help than I…" Charlie exclaimed.

With Husk and Niffty.

"Ah, so uh, what’s the deal with Smiles over there?" Niffty asked.

"Wait, you’ve never heard of her before? You’ve been here longer than me!" Husk shouted.

"Only for a decade." Niffty replied.

"The Musical Demon, one of the most powerful fuckers Hell has ever seen?" Husk stated.

"Eh, not big on politics." Niffty answered.

"Some fuckin' time ago, Charlie was let out of Lucifer's castle she rampaged the fuck out of everything and then she started podcasting her carnage through fucking songs people started calling her, the music demon.. That kind of raw power had never been harnessed by a mortal soul before. Strange song and dense numbers would play on the radio paired with terrifying screams and cries for help. She'd force victims to join in and those who wouldn't or couldn't got the worst of it. Sinners started calling her the Musical Demon. (How fucking original!) Many have speculated what unimaginable force enabled her to rival our world’s most ancient and destructive evils. But one thing’s for sure: She’s an unpredictable source of danger, a wicked spirit of mystery, and a violent monster of chaos the likes of which we can’t risk getting involved with unless we want to end up erased." Husk annoyingly exclaims.

"Bash ears much?" Niffty silently laughs, "She looks like a cinnamon roll princess!"

"Well, I don’t trust her!" Husk spat.

"To be fair, do you trust anyone?" Niffty asked. "Anyone."

Husk went to Alastor.

"Al, man, listen to me. You can’t believe this girl! She isn’t just a happy face! She’s a dealmaker, pure evil! She's Lucifer's daughter! She can’t be redeemed! And is most likely looking for a way to destroy everything we’re trying to do. And we don't want that." Husk stated.

"I know she’s bad, and I know she probably doesn’t wanna change, but the whole point of this is to give people a chance! To have faith things will be better! How can I turn someone away? I can’t.  It goes against everything I’m trying to do. Everything I believe in. I would be like them back then. Just trust me. I can take care of myself." Alastor stated.

"Alastor, whatever you do, do not make a deal with him!" Shouted.

"Don’t worry, I picked up one thing from them. “Ya don’t take shit from rich folk!”  Okay, so… Charlotte. You’re sketchy, and you clearly see what I’m trying to do here is a joke. But I don’t. I think everyone deserves a chance to prove they can be better. So, I’m taking your offer to help. On the condition that there be no tricks or voodoo strings attached." Alastor nervously said.

"So it’s a deal then?" Charlie asked.

Alastor takes a gulp before he shakes her burning hot hands. Her hand burns Alastor's hand like a hot stove. Alastor cries in pain.

Charlie let go of Alastor hand and went to Husk.

Alastor went to the fridge to get something to cool his hand.

"Smile, my boy! You know you’re never fully dressed without one!" Charlie stated. "So where is your hotel staff?" She asked.

"Uh, well…" Alastor points to Husk and Niffty with his good hand.

Husk growls.

"Oh ho ho ho, you’re going to need more than that." Charlie stated.

"And what can you do you quirky cutie?" Charlie asked Niffty.

"I can finger you to heaven." Niffty replied.

"Maybe not..." Charlie said.

"Your loss." Niffty stated.

"Well this just won’t do! I suppose I can cash in a few favors to liven things up!" Charlie snaps, which cleans the fireplace and light up a fire in it. Charlie then pulled out a tall and dark demon from the fireplace. Charlie then shake it a little to get rid of the soot which reveals our white and pink Spider Boi Angel Dust.

"This tall friend is Angel!" Charlie said.

"Hello, my name is angel, it been along time since I saw any guy... IS ANYONE HERE GAY!? sorry, that was rude... OH MY! this place is disgusting, it really need the fabulous touch, which is weird cause I'm sure at least one of you is gay..." Angel went all around the room with his 6 arms cleaning and remodeling everything.

Charlie snaps again.

A gray female demon was at a bar talking to a male demon, "Okay that will be $50 for a hand- wohhhhhh" All kinds of demonic shit goes around Vaggie "¿Que demonios?" Vaggie notices Charlie, "YOU!"

"Veggie sweat heart glad you could make it!" Charlie exclaims and then hugs

"Don't you veggie me! I was working!" Vaggie pushed Charlie away.

"Good to see you to!" Charlie laughed

"What do you want?" Vaggie asked.

"Well sweaty I'm doing some charity work and I took it upon my self to volunteer your Service!" Charlie answered.

"Are you joking!?" Vaggie asked.

"No, I don't think so! I thought you could be the new face of this fine establishment!"  Charlie points to a pole. "With your fine smile and "past experience" this job was made for you!" Charlie stated.

"IM AINT DOING NO CHAIRTY WORK DO I LOOK LIKE SOME KIND OF A FUCKING JOKE!?" Vaggie shouted.

"Maybe, but don't worry,I can make it more rewarding, if you wish." Charlie projects all of the cute good times they had back then.

"What!? you can think you can buy me with a wink and some good memories!? Well you can!" Vaggie got up to the stage

"Hey hey, heyheyhey! NO! No pole dancing we're meant to be a place that discourages sin! Not some kind of… casino, brothel, man-cave-" Husk ranted.

Niffty jumps on Husk. "Shut up! Shut! Up! We are keeping this." Niffty pointed to Vaggie. "Hey." Niffty flirted to Vaggie

"¡Vete a la mierda!" Vaggie said.

"Sounds sexy." Niffty flirted.

Alastor went up the the stage, "Hello there my scantily dressed friend! Welcome to this fine or at least with your help soon to be fine hotel!" Alastor introduced himself.

"I lost the ability to love years ago, so unless you got cash you're not worth my time." Vaggie stated.

"So, what do you think?" Charlie asked.

"This is the Bees Knees!" Alastor bellowed.

"It’s… fine." Husk stated.

Charlie went in for a hug with Alastor and Husk, "This is going to be very fun!" Charlie clears her throat and push Husk away. ♪ You have a dream ♪ ♪ You wish to tell ♪ ♪ And it’s just laughable ♪ ♪ But hey sir, what the hell! ♪ ♪ ‘Cause you’re one of a kind ♪ ♪ A charming pal! ♪ ♪ Now let’s give these burning fools a place to dwell ♪ ♪ Inside of every demon is a waste ♪ ♪ But we’ll dress ‘em up for now with just a smile! ♪ ♪ And we’ll chlorinate this cesspool ♪ ♪ With some old redemption flair ♪ ♪ And show these simpletons some proper class and style! ♪ ♪ Here below the ground ♪ ♪ I’m sure your plan is sound!  ♪ ♪ They’ll spend a little time ♪ ♪ Down at this Hazbin Ho-- ♪

A explosion outside blast the door off and hit Angel.

Everyone walked out to see what was happening

"Ha! Well well well, look who it is harboring the musical freak! We meet yet again, Charlie!" Cherri shouted.

"Do I know you?" Charlie asked.

"Oh, yes you do! And this time, I have the element of- surprise!" Cherri maniacal laughs "I’m so evil!"

Charlie snaps to bring up her goat goons to destroy the ship.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa whoa whoa!" Cherri started to scream as the goats started to destroy her ship and murder her Cherrybois.

Two of the goats grab Cherri and threw her at the wall. "Oh, that hurt!" Cherri screams.

The Goats took control of the ship and pilot it into the cracks where they came from.

The ship explodes when it got into the crack.

"Well I’m starved! Who wants some cake? My father once showed me a wonderful recipe for cake! In fact, they named it after him! You could say the kick was right out of Hell! Yes sir, this is the start of some real changes down here!" Charlie laughes

"The show starts! Now... Stay tuned." Charlie snaps changing the sign from, "Happy." to "Hazbin."

[dragonologist-phd]

Soft asks for Nona: 🍁🌾🌿🌸🌠 And for Desta: 🍄🌻🌲🥀💫

ooh thank you!

Nona

🍁 Where does your OC go when they need to have some time to themself? Would they ever have their own “comfort corner” filled with all the things they like? Do they have a favourite spot outside that feels like its theirs and theirs alone? 

Nona has her room at the LK headquarters- it’s not very large, but she has a comfortable chair and bookshelf, and that’s all she really needs to relax for a little while. She also knows a path outside the city that she likes to walk when she needs some quiet time, although she probably shares that with Thaos at some point

🌾 Describe your OC through the eyes of someone absolutely head-over-heels in love with them 

(disclaimer- this isn’t really intended to come from anyone in particular, just an idea of what that type of description might be like)

Nona has many features worthy of admiration. Her soft, dark auburn hair that frames her green eyes, which light up whenever she is presented with some new puzzle to investigate. The way she carries herself, graceful and diplomatic, her head always held high. But the most beautiful is her smile; not the reserved, polite smile she gives most people, but her genuine smile, the one that causes her freckled nose to crinkle and that brings a softness to her expression. The one most people don’t get to see.

🌿 What way does your OC show that they care without using words? What way do others show your OC that they’re cared about without using speech? 

She’ll offer some comforting touches- holding hands, or (if they’re very close) giving them a hug, or she’ll do things to try and take care of them like bringing them tea

The things people do for Nona are similar. Thaos will often hold her hand and stroke her hair to comfort her, and he likes to give her little gifts to let her know he’s thinking of her

🌸 What are some of their favourite things and why? List as many as you can think of! 

Books, philosophy, hot tea, blackberries, warm pastries, cats, wurms, thunderstorms, fancy dresses, jewelry, lavender, piano music, learning, puzzles, soft blankets, dancing, fireworks, history, and of course Thaos

🌠 On a scale of 1 - 10 how Baby is your OC? BONUS when asking this question rate the OC yourself as see if the reply matches up!!

Maybe a 2, and I only go that high because she’s still pretty young by elf standards, bu even taking that into consideration she’s always been mature for her age

Desta

🍄 What are your OCs favourite snacks? Their favourite comfort food which always cheers them up when they’re down? Favourite meal to make? Do they enjoy baking and cooking and are they any good in the kitchen? 

Strawberries! Desta loves anything with strawberry in it, and she also just likes things that are sweet and fruity in general. She’s not much of a cook herself; the best things she can make are things like sandwiches that don’t take much preparation

🌻 What little things do they notice about people or the world around them that make them happy? What tiny little treasures do they find in the normal every day that makes the world seem a little brighter for them? 

She loves noticing little quirks about people that are unique to them or the way they do things- stuff like how Aloth holds his grimoir to protect the pages from the rain, or how Kana hums to himself when he’s focused on something. And she loves finding little flowers and other bits of nature!

🌲 How deeply does your OC feel? Are they typically empathetic or do they have a hard time connecting with others in this way? What are they like when offering support and comfort to someone they care for? 

Desta is very passionate and feels everything very deeply, to the point where she gets a little carried away in her emotions sometimes. But it does make her very empathetic, and her method of comforting someone is usually to strongly reassure them, make them comfortable as possible, and ask if there’s anything she can do to help them

🥀 How would your OC decorate a notebook or journal? What kind of things are written in there? Could you give an example of a nice entry? 

Lots of pressed flowers! She doesn’t do too much writing, although there might be some (not very well done) drawings in there as well!

💫What is your favourite fact about this character and why?

Oh man, that’s so hard to choose!

I think it’s that despite everything she’s been through, she truly believes in the inherent goodness of people and that kindness and compassion will always win out at the end of the day

[bamby0304]

Fanfic Writer Appreciation Day

So... I’m late. Technically. It’s actually the 22nd today, so I know I’m late to the party, but I didn’t know about the appreciation day, I’ve been half dead this last week, and I haven’t been on my dash much in ages. ANYWHO... I’m just gonna give a few shout outs to those who I think deserve some love. Imma keep it all below the cut, too, so as not to go crazy and fill up people’s dashes.

I’m starting of with my main chick, @kittenofdoomage, the person who encouraged me to explore my limits of writing, to experiment with ABO, and has inspired many of my fics. Talented, funny, loyal, amazing, she’s an incredible writer and an even better friend!!

Then there’s my babe, @crispychrissy, who writes things so intricately it still amazes me. Her dedication to the research behind her work is phenomenal, she goes above and beyond for her readers.

Obviously can’t forget @saxxxology, the main lady who got me hooked on a certain hazel eyed giant of a man. She is so passionate, and so open. Her dark!Sam and Alpha!Sam things are just... man... oh boy... I know if I ever need a Sammy fix I can go to her for some help.

Ooh!! Ooh!! And @crashdevlin!! She writes unapologetically. She knows what she likes, and what she wants, and she writes it. Whether it be a self insert series, or sister!wincest, it honestly appears as if there’s nothing she won’t write, and that courage is honestly awe-inspiring. I’m seriously jealous of her ability to create what she wants.

Another one of my go-to Sam!girls is the lovely @thecleverdame. Not afraid to think outside of the box, she also experiments with different AUs. A personal fave of mine is her Alpha!werewolf!Sam series. Dude... yes... please.

While she hasn’t posted much as of late, because she’s busy as all hell, @sculptorofbeginnings deserves all the love!! Her series, Black Eyes and Bloodlust, is somethin’ else. Dark, hot, and unforgettable, Shaila writes like she doesn’t give a crap whether or not people are gonna like it. She puts her own thoughts down on ‘paper’ and throws them in the air, laughing manically as freaks like me scurry to enjoy her masterpiece.

One of the OG blogs I followed, @flames-bring-a-ton-of-ash is an impeccable writer. Just as thirsty as me, with often similar tastes, I know I can always trust that she’ll have something juicy and interesting to read!!

Someone who also amazes me is @moonlitskinwalker. I know how difficult it can be to write with dyslexia so the fact she produces pieces of perfection is just so incredible. Honestly I am so proud of her, and so in love with her work!!

When I was playing with the idea of ABO I came across @sis-tafics... and I never looked back. She is, honestly, so awesome. Some of her work is the kind of stuff everyone will love, while other pieces test and experiment with ideas. She’s a flexible and intriguing writer, and I am so lucky to call her a friend.

Also, can’t forget, @acreativelydifferentlove. I love reading her work and finding a few things that remind me she’s Aussie. I mean, I love all her work, she wrote this awesome ABO RPF series, but its the little Aussie quirks that make my day when I read her work :):)

And, last but not least, @dean-winchesters-bacon. I know I haven’t read any of your work, but I do know you have an eye for detail, and dedication to writing. There’s a piece of you in many of my fics, whether it be through your help checking the fic out before it is posted, or through the chats we have when I bound ideas off you. You’re a constant in my fic writing, and a constant in my daily life period. My best online friend!! Thank you for everything you do, hun xx

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annette/byleth

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c-s support + paired endings + night of the ball

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Annette: Hello, Professor. Do you have a moment?

>Of course.

>What do you need?

A: Well, I have this book of battle tactics that I borrowed from one of the knights. A: There's one part that I just don't understand. Do you think you could explain it to me?

>Leave it to me.

A: Great! Thank you so much! It's about this diagram here...

>I'm not sure I can.

A: Oh. Well, maybe we can figure it out together. It's about this diagram here...

A: I don't get why the knights are grouping up in that forest there. I just can't see the advantage to a formation like that. A: Yay! I finally get it! You really are a great teacher.

>I'm always happy to help.

A: I knew asking you was the right idea.

>You're the one who did the work.

A: No way. I couldn't have done it without you.

A: I just love learning new things. A: That's why I came to the Officers Academy. I want to learn magic, battle tactics, martial arts, and, and... Well, all kinds of stuff! A: I'm learning more now than I have in my whole entire life! A: Speaking of, I'd better go visit the library for some research before magic practice, which is just before sword training...

>Don't overdo it.

A: That's just not possible! I always find it's more tiring to laze around doing nothing. A: I've never been any good at that. I have to have something to do. A: Like, on my days off, I need to get up early and take care of the cleaning first, or I just...can't relax. Know what I mean?

>Not really.

A: But a day without accomplishments is completely wasted!

>I know the feeling.

A: Oh, I'm so glad you agree! You be surprised how rare it is to find people like us. A: Mercie never sets foot outside her room on her days off. I don't get that girl sometimes. A: Not to mention... Oh wait... Oh no! A: I was supposed to be on cooking duty today! I completely forgot! A: Sorry, Professor, but I have to run! Thanks again for your help!

>...

A: Argh! Who put this stupid barrel here?!

>...

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b

A: I'm so sorry, Professor... I somehow overslept and missed our training session. A: I didn't mean to cause you and the others so much trouble. A: Imagine if that had happened during one of our missions. It really is inexcusable! (pre-skip) A: Imagine if that had happened when I was needed in battle! It really is inexcusable. (post-skip)

>Don't worry about it.

>You need to rest more.

A: It's just...when I'm studying tactics, I lose track of time, and... A: Oh, who am I kidding? I've always been like this. A: Before I came to the Officers Academy, I was a student at the school of sorcery in Fhirdiad. A: Even back then, I was pulling all-nighters well before the exams. A: And I never even noticed I was harming myself. I'm just too focused on my goal. A: I know I've already told you this, but I really love to learn new things. A: It's a passion of sorts. I first realized I had the learning bug when I was about four or five years old. A: My father was so happy to see me using magic... A: Seeing him happy made me happy too, and that made me want to work even harder. A: If only things could have stayed like that...

>What do you mean?

A: When I was about 13, my father left home. A: He was a devout man, so I figured he'd gone to the monastery. A: That's why I went to the school of sorcery, so that I could eventually get accepted at the Officers Academy. A: I studied harder than ever, and sure enough, I finally earned a referral. A: Unfortunately, my passion for learning became more of an obsession. I got so focused, I kind of forgot how to relax. A: It feels like I've been running in circles ever since.

>Rest is just as important as work.

A: That's true. Just look at today. If my hard work stops me from working hard, what good is it?

>You're impressive just as you are.

A: No way! I still have such a long way to go.

A: Still, I guess I'm doing something wrong if I'm working so hard I can't even work hard anymore. A: OK, it's decided. From now on, I'll try my best not to try my best!

>You have my support.

A: Yay! With you on my side, I'm sure I'll succeed!

>That's confusing.

A: I'm sorry! All I meant is that I'll try... I mean, I'll slow down a bit.

A: From now on, if you see me going overboard, just let me know. I'm a new woman, after all!

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a

A: ... A: Oh. Hi, Professor.

>You look down.

>Did something happen?

A: Do you remember what we talked about before? About doing my best to not do my best? A: Well, I've been pretty busy recently, and despite my best efforts, I've been trying way too hard... A: I was busy all day yesterday with training and work. I just couldn't help myself! A: That's why I decided to take a day off today. It's just... A: Now that I have a day off, I don't know what to do with myself! A: Please, you have to help me! What should I do?

>Nothing.

A: I can't relax if I'm doing nothing! I need something to keep me occupied or I'll go nuts!

>Have a nap.

A: I tried that! I couldn't calm down enough to fall asleep.

A: I'm sorry, but I don't think I'm cut out for not doing my best... A: Oh! A: You're a professor! You must know some secret technique for deep relaxation, right? A: If you do, please teach me! I'm begging you! A: I'm at my wit's end!

>Have a cup of tea.

A: Got it! I'll try that right now!

>Have some sweets.

A: Mmm! This candy is so sweet and delicious! And it goes so well with piping hot tea!

A: Ooh, and speaking of the tea, your brewing skills are incredible! A: I'd love to be able to make such nice tea, but... A: Oh, Professor! Will you teach me how to brew tea like this? A: I'll do my best to learn, and then I'll make delicious tea for you as thanks!

>Is this doing your best...

A: Oh... Um, sorry. Back to my old tricks, it seems... A: Oh! Why is it so difficult to not do my best?! A: I try and try to not try, but it just doesn't work!

>Just be yourself.

A: Professor... A: You're right! Doing nothing is just not my style. A: To be myself, I've got to do my best every day!

>That's the spirit!

A: OK! Then you really must teach me how to make such delicious tea! A: You will, won't you? Please! Oh, and also... Well, thank you. A: You've listened to me and helped me face my troubles. A: Now I feel like I can talk to you about anything. A: Honestly, I wish we could go on drinking tea like this forever...

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s

A: There you are! Everybody's been looking for you. A: It must be hard being so popular. I bet it's a whole lot of work too... A: If I'm being honest, I'm a little bit envious.

>It's hard work.

A: Oh, but don't you enjoy keeping busy?

>I like to keep busy.

A: So do I! Like I said, I'm envious. A: After each battle, there's always more to do, so every day is exciting in its own way. A: Though it's true I haven't been able to relax for a while...no matter where I go or what I do. A: OK, so I finally realized why it is I feel this way. It's because...I need you.

>What do you mean?

A: When I'm with you, I feel like I can be myself. A: It's not a matter of doing my best or not doing my best... What really affects my happiness is whether I'm with you or not. A: Hehe! A: Um, actually, I've practiced what I'm going to say to you countless times... A: But of course, now that it's time to say it, I'm feeling shy. Terribly shy...

>I feel the same way.

A: You... You what?! A: Oh goodness! You really mean it!

>I love you, Annette. Marry me.

A: Oh! I...

>Yes?

A: I'm sorry! Why am I crying when I'm so happy? A: I've been so worried about this! I was thinking about what I'd do if...if...if you said no! A: But then...you asked me! I didn't even have to ask you! A: I'm just so relieved! A: I love you! So very, very much! A: We'll be together forever! And ever! I promise to make you happier than anyone's ever been, my darling!

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paired endings

After ascending the throne as the first leader of the United Kingdom of Fódlan, Byleth announced his marriage to Annette. His wife actively contributed to his endeavors, and it is said that her wisdom was heavily relied upon during Fódlan's restoration and development. Despite her lofty position, she was known to occasionally step in as a guest speaker at the Royal School of Sorcery, where she educated many renowned sages. Though her talents were widely respected, it is said she was always a bit accident-prone. Charming tales endure of her husband saving her from countless kitchen explosions, but it is unknown whether these are fact or purely fiction. (golden deer + church route)

After becoming the new archbishop of the Church of Seiros, Byleth announced his marriage to Annette. His wife actively contributed to his endeavors, and it is said that her wisdom was heavily relied upon during Fódlan's restoration and development. Despite her lofty position, she was known to occasionally step in as a guest speaker at the Royal School of Sorcery, where she educated many renowned sages. Though her talents were widely respected, it is said she was a bit accident-prone. Charming tales endure of her husband saving her from countless kitchen explosions, but it is unknown whether these are fact or purely fiction. (blue lions route)

When the fighting was over and the Officers Academy was reopened, Byleth was reinstated as a professor. His wife, Annette, took on a position alongside him teaching sorcery, and the couple spent many years educating and guiding generations of students. In their later years, they attempted to retire to a quiet life in a village near Annette's hometown. That quickly proved to be too quiet of a life for them, and so they opened up a local school and resumed teaching. They continued on as educators until the end of their long and happy lives. (black eagles route)

night of the ball

A: Professor! I'm happy to see you here. A: Everybody's been asking about you. You're really popular with the students.

>I had to escape.

>I'm worn out.

A: Oh, really? Huh. A: Uh, actually... I've been trying to find you too. A: But if you're not interested in dancing, that's OK. A: We are supposed to be at a ball though... If you're not going to dance tonight, when and where will you get another chance?

>Here.

>Now.

A: Wait...really? There isn't any music... A: But this is too special to pass up! Maybe...I could sing a little something. A: I may not look like it, but I'm a practiced singer. Though...people do tend to think my lyrics are a little odd. A: ♪Fry the food, it tastes so good... It fills up our hungry tummies...♪ A: Now I'm hungry.

>What an interesting song.

A: It's about this yummy stew one of the monks taught me to make a while back. A: Oh, I know! I'll make it for you! It really is just about the tastiest thing in the world. A: Um... If I'm bothering you, please tell me now and I'll leave you alone. A: ... A: Say, Professor... Did you know that if you make a wish here at the Goddess Tower, it will for sure come true? A: That why people usually meet up with someone they like here. For a rendezvous! A: And they make a wish that they'll stay together forever. A: So... Uh, I thought you might be waiting for a girl here. And that I'm messing it up.

>I've never heard about that tradition.

>Nothing of the sort.

A: Hehe, that's just what I'd expect you to say! A: But since we're already here, let's go ahead and make a wish together.

>What kind of wish?

>Sure.

A: I've already decided what it will be. A: Dearest Goddess... I wish for the professor and I to always be the best of friends! A: How's that sound? Can we wish for that?

>I'd be happy to.

A: Really? That makes me so happy!

>It's a little embarrassing...

A: Oh no! Actually, when I said it aloud, I could tell it was an embarrassing wish... Oops!

A: Well, I'd better be going now, and you should think about returning to the ball too. But make sure you save me a dance!

[girlafraidinacoma]

IN THE LAP OF THE GODS: 

Chapter One - Freddie

Summary: What do you get when you mix a tight-knit art community, young, hot-blooded twenty-something university students and good old-fashioned British Rock & Roll? Probably the next best hope for art and music that generation has to offer. With her friends' band skyrocketing to fame, what exactly does a girl do when she suddenly finds herself sitting in the lap of the gods? The answer: do the only thing she can do, rise to the occasion of course!

Pairing: Gwilym Lee!Brian May x Original Female Character [chill guys, this WILL be a Bri fic...eventually]. 

Warnings: ummm mentions alcohol??? That’s it.

Words: 971

Author’s Note: Okay, so I haven’t written in a while and haven’t published on tumblr in years, so this is one HUGE shout out and also a thank you to my pal, @wombat-pop cos they really got my creative juices flowing.

Contains both elements from real life and the Bo Rhap universe, so imagine whoever you prefer whether they be the real thing or the Bo Rhap Boys--be free. **Someone please tell me who I can give credit to for the gif use and also maybe how since I’m not used to posting stuff through tumblr. HELP**.

Link to the Ao3 fic!

Chapter Playlist:

This Will Be Our Year - The Zombies

I Can’t Let Go - The Hollies

Ealing, 1969.

She first knew him as Fred Bulsara, a new face she had met during a small social thrown at Ealing Art College.

She was at a lively sort of gathering, just as expected in a room full of art students, drinks were being passed to and fro while the newest album by The Zombies was being played on the record player. The upbeat melody of a piano opened a new track as Rod Argent dulcetly crooned:

The warmth of your love

Is like the warmth of the sun

And this will be our year

Took a long time to come

For a quarter of an hour now she had been drinking an unknown concoction handed to her by one of the girls that greeted her when she arrived at the function room. It was tart but potent in its alcoholic glory, and she could only force herself to sip at the damn thing. Truly, it was a horrible excuse for punch.

It was then that he had sauntered up to her, cool as anything, taking the drink from her hand and placing it down on the ground and against the wall. “Oh, darling you shouldn’t drink that rubbish, I know the girl who mixed those and her taste buds must be dead or dying if she’s serving this monstrosity.” In his hand he had two dark bottles, one he handed to her and the other had begun to drink out of.

“Cider?” she asked.

“Strawberry.”

“Ooh, thank you. It’s good.” She commented after a cursory taste.

“And more importantly, stronger than you’d think,” her new friend said with a grin. “Now tell me, how come a pretty girl like you is all by her lonesome this Friday night?”

“It’s a mixer, isn’t it? The purpose is for lonely people like me to meet some new friends.” She felt a bit self-conscious, fiddling with a loose thread at the end of her long sleeve. Her companion considered her outfit for a moment and silently approved; she was in a white off-shoulder peasant blouse embroidered with flowers that she paired with high-waisted flares and tan boots. She wore several rings on her slim fingers and she twisted one or two of them almost unconsciously as they talked.

He chuckled, “And how’s that going for you, darling?”

“Woefully. Until now,” she admitted, pushing her chocolate hair away from her face, “Wyn Clemens.” she said holding out her right hand.

“Fred Bulsara,” he introduced  himself, “but everyone calls me Freddie since they can’t pronounce my last name for shite!” Chuckling, he shook her hand and took another swig from his drink.

Fred had an exotic look about him, all glossy black hair, gleeful almond eyes, and large prominent teeth that completed that million-watt smile of his. His laughter was infectious, and he had a way of speaking that was vulnerable and disarming, and entirely captivating all the while. He was lovely, and Wyn was soon eager to get to know him.

“Are you in first year as well, Freddie?”

“Oh no, darling. I’m sad to say I’ll be graduating this year and leaving you lot.” He said as he smoothed out the fabric of his dagger-collar shirt.

“Friday night and you’ve crashed a social for new students?”

“I would hardly call it crashing dear, I’m the most exciting person here.” He joked, “But I can’t deny that free booze is a great incentive.”

“Wise words.”

“So what are you then, painter, musician, writer, fashion designer?”

“I like to dabble in a couple of things, painting and drawing mostly, but I’ve been trying to get a handle of photography recently.”

“Any good?”

“Art is subjective,” she supplied coyly as if to remind him.

“Oh haven’t you heard?” Fred asked with fake surprise, “Modesty is totally overrated.”

“Of course, how could I forget!” Wyn exclaimed with equal false passion before breaking into a laugh.

“If you’ve got talent, I say flaunt it.”

“Tell me then, what does the great Freddie Bulsara get up to at Ealing?”

“I’m in graphic design. But music, music I think is my purpose. My purpose for being, my greatest love.”

Wyn sighed at the dreamy look in his eye, “A musician? Should have known, though I would have pegged you for a thespian.”

“Who, little old me on film? I don’t think anyone would be prepared for the magnitude of my handsomeness.”

“Yes, I’m surprised we’re not yet blinded by your radiance.”

“Oh, I do like you! You’re just my speed.” Fred said nodding appreciatively.

“Right, so music, what instruments do you play?”

“I was taught piano as a child you know, but I love to sing.”

“I’d love to hear you some time.”

“I’ll make sure that everyone and their mother would have heard me, or of me before I’m done!”

“Is that what you want? Fame, glory, your name in lights? Spelt correctly, of course. ”

“I want to give the people a voice darling, to all the little boys -- and girls -- who thought that they’d never be anyone or anything, ever. I want them to hear me and know that I’m singing for them and they’re singing through me.” He said rather earnestly, “And if I get famous and filthy stinking rich along the way, then it will be a happy consequence.”

There was a conviction in Freddie she saw just now, and she couldn’t help but marvel at him. For even in the dim tungsten light that bathed the party in an orange haze, Freddie seemed to shine on his own as if he were lit from within.

It was another moment before she remembered her train of thought. “Fred Bulsara,” she began, her voice just above a whisper, a profound smile on her face, “Freddie. It’s such a pleasure to make your acquaintance.”

[simptasia]

charlie/des for the ship meme? :)

ooooh thanks babe!

who hogs the duvet

charlie. i can see him so easily, curled up to the side in the covers

who texts/rings to check how their day is going

uhhhh desmond but i can see them both doing this. note that this was in a time when texting was less ubiquitous and lot harder on the thumbs so the texts wouldn’t happen that often. the phone calls, more-so

who’s the most creative when it comes to gifts

charlie mainly cuz i imagine des would be less creative when it comes to objects that can be owned. charlie is the wackier, more artistic of the two

who gets up first in the morning

des. charlie sleeps in and des wakes up at like 6 in the morning to work out

who suggests new things in bed

OH FUCK THATS CHARLIE charlie is such a thirsty bitch

i’ve already headcanon’d that charlie is kinky as fuck whilst des is more, well, he’s open to other people suggesting kinks and other new things (discussing it a bit then being like “all right, brutha, we’ll try it and see how it goes)

and they’re both catholic so ya know things gonna get weird

who cries at movies

charlie 

i mean, they both can depending on the movie but charlie is more likely

who gives unprompted massages

nobody should give unprompted massages but charlie, probably

who fusses over the other when they’re sick

ooh both are plausible. they’d both worry about each others well being a lot. i can tell ya who’d be better at it: des. he’s spent his early life taking care of other people, his brothers, so he’d be better at practical care work, yeah?

meanwhile charlie, whilst he has a very powerful desire to care for his loved ones, is panic-y and also an idiot. so for comparison whilst des is like making soup and preparing medicine, charlie is near hyperventilating and when des tells him to do something he runs to each task like its a life or death situation

who gets jealous easiest

CHARLIE CHARLIE CHARLIE that bitch’s jealousy issues are nasty. yeah des is an insecure person too, everybody on lost is but des is normal in comparison to charlie who is so very not okay and *needs* validation and attention and love like its oxygen. and is very insecure. and this manifests as seething jealousy. the “they have a friend? that means they hate me” kinda jealousy. add the fact that desmond is clit meltingly hot, then we have an Uh Oh situation brewing

who has the most embarrassing taste in music

take a wild fucking guess

fucking moody english indie trying to be punk rock nonsense that’s trying really hard to be deep but its really just glorified shower thoughts

that’s what i think of charlie’s music and all music like it, and charlie would be into other bands that’re also into philosophical wanking on stage

who collects something unusual

pass

who takes the longest to get ready

charlie

des just puts on some clothes and finger combs his hair a bit. and he knows how to be quick at showers due to his time in the hatch. also des is so that kinda person is like, effortlessly hot. and he doesn’t even know it

charlie is the kinda guy who wears nail polish and eye liner and jewelry, of course he’s taking longer to get ready. he also wants attention and has awful self esteem so he’s not ready until he’s satisfied with his level of early 2000s bi stereotype punk grunge look that day. takes longer days where he hates how he looks no matter what he does and can’t denial himself into Manic Pride mode

fuck i can meta anything can’t i?

but yeah des is just insta hot and charlie is perfecting organized chaos

who is the most tidy and organised

in my head, im comparing their living spaces we see on the show. if i remember correctly, charlie has records lying around on his floor? but i may be wrong

i’d say they’re kinda even

who gets most excited about the holidays

oh, i can see them both enjoying that, with charlie expressing most glee (side note: he’s a december baby so theres that). christmas was a chore for desmond when he was young because 3 brothers but him and penny had lovely christmas together. and i imagine charlie had great christmas with his family too

it  just feels like a nice aesthetic/mood for both of them

who is the big spoon/little spoon

theres no Rules but oof, des and charlie… really nice mental image

who gets most competitive when playing games and/or sports

charlie, the try hard

who starts the most arguments

charlie. throughout life in general, really

(i can see him being a “whats THAT supposed to mean??” kinda person)

who suggests that they buy a pet

I NEVER PICTURED THEM OWNING A PET

i dunno i dunno!!! i don’t even know what to picture!!

what couple traditions they have

???pass

what tv shows they watch together

pass, i can’t think of anything

what other couple they hang out with

well, penny and claire would be the other half of this polyam quartet

and uh. theres a lot of couples in lost. and if charlie is alive then everybody is so its really a free for all. big family

how they spend time together as a couple

- kissing, cuddling, banging

- having emotional breakdowns

- des could teach charlie how to sail

- and on the flipside, charlie can teach des an instrument

- it occurs to me that at some point they could start going to church together

- blessed be to all whom date charlie pace for the shitty poetry they’d have to endure (but lovingly, seeing charlie passionate is beautiful to des and claire)

who made the first move

i flip back and forth on that one, but i do have a preference for des being the one o start the ball rolling on this thing. not set in stone tho

who brings flowers home

aww des!!!

who is the best cook

desmond, whom i imagine is a pretty good cook. and charlie eats simple kinds of foods that anybody could get by on. many of which don’t require cooking. e.g beans on toast, noodles, tea/coffee, things you microwave, store bought desserts, yogurt. more often than not, orders a take-a-way

both of them came from poor/below average backgrounds but des has had to take care of more people growing up, whilst charlie had a more stable homelife and his dad was a butcher so i figure he was physically well cared for. and charlie’s mum comes across as really, really doting (maybe too much)

so once he grew up and lived his with brother, he was like “oh, mum used to cook all that stuff, guess we’ll just have a chinese for dinner, liam”, not in those words of course but i mean, that was the Mood. he misses banoffee pie

and des can actually make stuff that requires steps and a pre-heated oven

[unproduciblesmackdown]

heres the rest of thos asks

Macaroni and Cheese: What makes you think of your childhood?

i suppose its old shows i used to watch. wishbone

Spring Green: How do you relax when you’re stressed?

uhm i stop caring or listen to music or eat something lol

Asparagus: What’s an unpopular opinion you have?

uhhhh.....i dont like thomas sanders

Bittersweet: Has someone you loved ever hurt you?

of course

Eggplant: Explain your url and avatar.

my url comes from a sandwich board one of the local businesses put out back where i used to be; my avatar is because i like lars

Outer Space: Do you ever feel like you’re an outcast from others?

yeah but not in like a dramatic way, i just dont tend to easily find ppl in on a social wavelength with

Cotton Candy: What is your favorite dessert?

ice cream

Freckle: Do you have any marks on your skin? How do you feel about them?

i have freckles which are my pride and joy, stretch marks and scars which i also love. i still break out a bit which i dont mind horribly just coz im used to it, but i dont think i could ever Like that lol, best case scenario be neutral abt it

Shocking Pink: Is there a trait that you have that others don’t expect from you?

sometimes when you dont talk around someone i guess they think you have no thoughts at all? sometimes ppl seem surprised i have like opinions ever. onhere im obviously partially upfront abt what im passionate about, but in person i rarely entrust anyone w that

Robin’s Egg Blue: If you were an animal, which one do you think would you be?

a cat

Granny Smith Apple: What’s something everyone else likes that you don’t?

star wars...i dont Dislike it, ive just never been able to like....care in the least. rogue one was rad af tho

Dandelion: What’s a pet peeve of yours?

an easy one is that certain sounds bother the hell out of me, not the ones that are supposed to tho, like nails on chalkboard type stuff. certain kinds of audible eating noises are intolerable to me, i dont use some word ever b/c i hate the sound

Atomic Tangerine: What gets you motivated to do a difficult task?

uhhh.....getting it over with

Wisteria: What’s your favorite thing about yourself?

im nice to cats

Candy Apple: How do you think others view you?

on average i guess as quiet

Plum: Are you insecure about anything?

yeah, my enthusiasm in general, and my teeth/skin/fact that i exist

Sky Blue: Where do you feel the most at home?

fuck, uhhh...im pretty comfortable on a roller coaster lol

Tickle Me Pink: How do you try to cheer others up when they’re sad?

i really dont, but i suppose by giving them food

Wild Strawberry: Do you care what others think about you?

to the extent that they dont think im a complete asshole but not really

Glossy Grape: Recommend something to your followers.

a kentucky hot brown is a secret sandwich and theres a whole cheese sauce you have to make but its worth it

World Wide Web Yellow: What was the last thing you looked up?

my goog app says it was "whats the difference between sphinxes and manticores"

Shadow Blue: Do you have a darker side to you that most people are unaware of?

not in like, an edgy way, but ive never graced anyone with a true loss of temper or even anything close to it really. loss of patience tops lol

Electric Lime: What genre of music do you listen to?

generally some form of pop

Night Owl: Describe a very interesting dream that you had.

god have i ever had an "interesting" dream...i guess i have when im dreaming in like, video game format. but uhhh...recently i dreamt abt going to several beaches, thats abt as fun as it gets

Cornflower: What do you think about the most?

gay shit

Grasshopper Green: Describe the area where you live.

appalachia

Misty Moss: Is there anything you regret?

not really no

Tiny Toad Brown: Do you find beauty in something that people consider to be ugly or undesirable?

uneven skin tone, scars and stretch marks

Sunny Side Up: Do you like waking up in the mornings, or would you rather sleep in?

sleep in all fuckn day

Kitten Gray: Do you have any pets? If so, describe them.

not technically

Timberwolf: Do you give second chances when somebody has wronged you?

i guess

Freshly Squeezed: What excites you?

ooh...i dunno, birds? stars. boring things like that. snails.

Firefly Red: What gives you purpose?

i dont really consider myself having a purpose

Tiny Teapot Tan: Do you consider yourself to be attractive/cute?

im fairly average

Rain Drop Blue: Describe the weather outside.

its nighttime but i think its clear out

Sweet Pea Green: Do you have/want children?

god no

Pussywillow: Do you like being around others, or do you like being alone?

unless its good friends then i'd prefer to be alone

Jack ‘O’ Lantern Orange: What’s your biggest fear and why?

uh, needing some form of health care because i cant afford that

Baby Bunny Pink: Do you look young for your age, or do you look older than you are?

i used to look older than my age, now im not sure

Mystic Maroon: What confuses you, and why?

this question???? poetry coz its obfuscated

Cosmic Cobalt: What’s your zodiac sign, and do you think it’s accurate?

pisces. i do like the ocean, but otherwise not really

Petal Pink: Describe your fashion sense as well as what you’re wearing right now.

im not sure...in reality i think its kind of boring but i do like having some bright color or noticeable pattern/line or just contrast in general. im wearing skinny jeans and a graphic tee and warm socks

Mountain Meadow: Do you like taking care of others, or do you prefer being care of?

neither

Fuzzy Duckling Yellow: Is there something from childhood that you haven’t outgrown?

arthur on pbs is a dope show

Brussel Sproutlet: Do you have any unhealthy habits?

hell yeah

Razzle Dazzle Rose: Describe an ideal date.

again i dont date

Mauvelous: Do you think you deserve a better life than you have now?

i mean this implies i think anyone "deserves" a worse life than others. which in some cases is true in that they deserve to die or definitely dont deserve the life they have, but on avg...ppl dont Deserve the disparities in quality of life

Blueberry Blue: Do you get sad easily? not about personal stuff

Purple Mountains Majesty: How does someone earn your respect? be an actually decent person which i guess i have high standards for when it comes to random ppl you meet, but

[grapsandclaps]

YOU LIVE YOUR LIFE LIKE A CANDLE IN THE WIND!

Hello again everyone!! Welcome to the story of Show 79 of the #100showyear which took me to Leeds for what on paper looked like Tidal Wrestlings best show of the year with a multitude of top UK and World stars congregating in a Church in West Yorkshire on a blustery Sunday afternoon.

But first as you know all too well, it was time to sample the local beer scene. On the 75 minute journey across the pennines i sampled 2 cans from Cocktails of Littleborough who have in the last 2 years become a welcome addition to the village offering craft ales, gins and whiskies of the highest order at a nice price. Both cans were from Electric Bear Brewing with a 5.1% coffee caramel stout (£2.85 a can) and a 4.6% Berry Pale Ale (£2.55 a can), I recommend this brewery alot if you see their drinks out and about. Also on offer was a bottle of Samuel Smith Organic Cherry Beer (£2.95 a bottle), this was divine and up their with their organic chocolate stout.

Arriving in Leeds, it was time to meet up with a huge gathering of the North West Graps crew in Tapped, many of whom this was there first taster of Tidal. Just the one pint in here which was a 4.6% stout for £3.90 a pint, no qualms about it.

It was then the short walk across the road to the Leeds staple - The Head of Steam who have recently just had a small refurbishment since I last went in, with added seating at the back of the room. I had a pint of 5.6% Wylde Child Mango & Passion Fruit IPA at a cost of £4.80 a pint with a lovely taste to it if you have a sweet tooth like I do.

Drinks done here and it was off to the pool mecca of The Fenton for the next chapter in the BritWres Pool Championship with holder Athers lining up challengers left, right and centre including maybe a rumoured appearance from deathmatch wrestler Clint Margera which didn't come to fruition due to traffic difficulties. So who took up the challenge of providing the afternoons pool entertainment - Lets See:

Athers beat Duffy & Carl in a 2 on 1 handicap match, this was in play as I arrived so didnt catch the early duels.

Chris Linay beat me despite offering me a chink of hope by not 7 balling me.

Our Geoff earned a title match beating Athers to set up the Main Event for the Pool Crown which we now have an actual belt adorned with tyler bate and will ospreay face for some reason.

The title match was akin to Steve Davis vs Dennis Taylor from the 1980s with the match hanging on a black ball with Athers missing an easy black cannoning off the knuckle of the middle pocket to his despair. This left Geoff to clear up to capture the belt for a third time with a celebration last seen when Shawn Michaels won the WWF Title at Wrestlemania 12. One thing to state about this match was that it played to a backdrop of 'Candle in the Wind' and the 9 minute version of 'Loch Lomond', you cant make this shit up.

One last match took place with 2 of the 1000 Chris's in britwres beating the O's to win a Chicken Mayonnaise reduced sandwich from Boots.

Drinks in here included a pint of Summer Breeze for £3.80, half a pint of 7.1% Bacon and Maple Syrup Stout for £2.20, plus another half of pale ale and a packet of Nik Naks. If you are ever in Leeds I recommend visiting this hidden gem of a pub.

Arriving at CHURCH it was great to see a healthy crowd with the venue looking splendid with the lighting. The only sad thing to report was that apart from Stella Cidre (£4.50 a pint) all draught lager was off, so it was bottles or that or coca cola to which I had 2 pints of for a change due to the lack of proper ale.

So what went down -

It was The Great British Drake Off with HT Drake facing off with James Drake in what seemed like a face vs face contest which initially confused our group because of HT being the local star and JD being from Lancashire but we soon picked a side and cheered for the gorgeous silky locks of JD. Once both guys got through the initial feeling out process, they put on a decent opener with HT Drake getting the win here after about 12 minutes and he now moves on to December where he faces current champion Rampage Brown. James Drake I predict is going to do great as a good guy on the scene and with performances like this he isnt far away from it.

Next up was the walking tampon head Sean Only vs Luke Menzies (Former Rugby League player and WWE bound wrestler). This only lasted 10 minutes with Only trying to avoid the muscular Menzies at all costs, Menzies did some impressive throws on Only and looks like a guy with boundless potential and if he plays his cards right could be in the upper echelon of UK BIG LADS. Finish came when Only superkicked the referee intentionally to cause the cheap DQ win for Menzies.

Match No.3 was a NO DQ Match between Clint Margera and Drew Parker who when we last saw these 2, they were a part of the infamous deathmatch at FCP that only nightmares are made of. This in its own right was a decent NO DQ scrap involving chair battles, BritWres Pool Belt Shots to the head, stapling of TIDAL flyers to each other. The end came when Margera hoisted Drew up to the top rope for the match winning Death Valley Driver with Parker onto 2 chairs with Drawing pins. Really good to watch this and not your usual walk and brawl that sometimes can ruin these matches.

Half time Main Event with NO FUNNNNAHHH Damien Dunne vs Evil Uno who I admit to only having seen a handful of times on old PWG DVDs. Decent stuff here with Dunne getting annoyed with fun and frivality of the crowd which eventually got to him as Evil Uno hit the One Winged Angel on to his Knee which looked EVIL you might say. UNO i wouldnt mind seeing again, maybe with his SSB tag partner.

Back from the break and it was time for Tag Team action with debuting Rogues Gallery vs The Lion Kings. A lengthy tag team match built around The Rogues beating down an injured Seb whilst neutralising Nsereko on the other side. Nsereko got the hot tag and eventually him and Seb cleaned house with Strife hitting a top rope splash after the Ugandan Drop for the 1-2-3. Personal opinion this was my 2nd favourite match of the night with decent work and storytelling from both teams and this is one match I for one would like to see again.

Next up was Kyle Fletcher accompanied by "the hand slapper of doom" Mark Davis vs OOH AH DAVID STARR IN LEEDS. Opening moments included great chain wrestling between 2 of my current favourites played out to songs about buying David Starrs Merch (And You Should!!). Sadly this match was short lived when Davis jumped in to cause the DQ but El Ligero came down to help Starr to femd off the Aussies which then in turn set up an impromtu Tag Team Match HOLLA HOLLA!!

Aussie Open vs Dave "N" Ligs, this was my favourite match of the night lasting around 15 minutes under Tornado Tag rules. This was everything and more that you would expect from these 4 guys with near falls coming from a Davis Pop Up Piledriver which is great to see, Starr hit a double Cherry Mint DDT to both Aussies. Finish came with Starr who is on a winning streak in the UK now hitting a running knee on Fletcher for the win - Fantastic stuff 👍

Main Event time with Little Miss Roxxy facing Lana Austin for the No.1 contenders to face Lizzy Styles in December (this was supposed to be a 3 way title match but Styles pulled out due to schedule issues). A good main event with 2 of the North's best female wrestlers and as I have stated in previous issues, Lana Austin has improved immensely in the last 18 months and hopefully gets a try in your Progress or Fight Club Pro's one day. But sadly on this occasion, for all our cheering Lana went down to a suplex pin for the loss, but it didnt there as Lana went mad after the match hitting Roxxy and 2 refs with a steel chair to the boos of the crowd.

So that was that and for me maybe the best Tidal show of the year and a return to form after hitting a lull in the middle of this year with the electricity problems and wrestlers double booking. The newbies enjoyed as far as I could tell and I for one ask you to come on the 26th November to check them put for yourselves.

Show done it was time for a final couple of drinks respectively in The Dry Dock and Friends of Ham with the Graps Gang.

A fantastic day all around with great like minded people. Now all roads lead to this weekend with the triple header of PCW/WXW/PROGRESS which should be immense.

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