#Lorna Rose

[queerstuffonscreen]

Bad Girls (1999-2006) [I]

Episode length: 60-90 min.

Country: UK

Genre: Drama

Language: English

Bad Girls was a British television drama series, set in the fictional women’s prison of Larkhall, and featured a mixture of serious and light storylines focusing on the prisoners and staff of G Wing.

Season 1

Episode 1: Them and Us

Episode 2: Drug Wars

Episode 3: Love Rival

Episode 4: The Victim

Episode 5: Tangled Web

Episode 6: A Big Mistake

Episode 7: Playing with Fire

Episode 8: Falling Apart

Episode 9: Pay Back Time

Episode 10: Love Hurts

Season 2

Episode 1: Tug of Love

Episode 2: Shit Happens

Episode 3: Visiting Time

Episode 4: Looking for Love

Episode 5: Mistaken Identity

Episode 6: Losing It

Episode 7: The Set-Up

Episode 8: Babes Behind Bars

Episode 9: The Leaving

Episode 10: Family Plan

Episode 11: Rough Justice

Episode 12: Facing Up

Episode 13: Oh What a Night!

Season 3

Episode 1: Back From the Brink

Episode 2: The Turn of the Screw

Episode 3: The Chains of Freedom

Episode 4: False Identity

Episode 5: Blood Ties

Episode 6: Do or Die

Episode 7: The Great Escape

Episode 8: Uninvited Guests

Episode 9: Common Criminal

Episode 10: Chapel of Love

Episode 11: Battle Lines

Episode 12: Tough Love

Episode 13: Revolving Doors

Episode 14: Fronting Up

Episode 15: Cat & Mouse

Episode 16: Coming Out

Season 4

Episode 1: Fight or Flight

Episode 2: Unholy Alliances

Episode 3: Behind Closed Doors

Episode 4: Fait Accompli

Episode 5: Only the Lonely

Episode 6: Sweet Sixteen

Episode 7: Pillow Talk

Episode 8: Prison Issue

Episode 9: Baby on Board

Episode 10: Family Matters

Episode 11: Battle Lines

Episode 12: Appearances Sake

Episode 13: True Colours

Episode 14: Hard Knock Life

Episode 15: Marriage of Invonvenience

Episode 16: Curtain Call

Season 5

Episode One

Episode Two

Episode Three

Episode Four

Episode Five

Episode Six

Episode Seven

Episode Eight

Episode Nine

Episode Ten

Episode Eleven

Episode Twelve

Episode Thirteen

Episode Fourteen

Episode Fifteen

Episode Sixteen

Season 6

Episode One

Episode Two

Episode Three

Episode Four

Episode Five

Episode Six

Episode Seven

Episode Eight

Episode Nine

Episode Ten

Episode Eleven

Episode Twelve

Watch on Freevee

See Bad Girls post II season 7-8

[willstafford]

So Lear, So Far

KING LEAR Crescent Theatre, Birmingham, Saturday 16th November 2024 When I heard the Crescent’s production of King Lear was going to have an LGBTQ+ flavour, I thought, This could go either way.  So to speak.  As it turns out, the production has very little that is obviously queer about it.  I wasn’t expecting Regan and Goneril to be bitter drag queens – although that would bring them closer to…

[rollshavebeenbarred]

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[natjennie]

I love being a lesbian like. there's always women in things. youtube videos. tv shows. the world. so I get to look at women. huge win for me.

[elijones94]

🥀 I haven’t drawn Belle in quite a while. Back in 2020, I had drawn her holding Aladdin’s lamp. Quite similarly to what I do when drawing Ariel, whenever I’m drawing Belle, I refer back to drawings and scenes done by her two supervising animators, James Baxter and Mark Henn. Both animators handled Belle differently artistically. Henn mostly animated Belle while he was at Disney’s satellite studio in Florida and did more footage of her than Baxter. Henn’s scenes are of her first encounter with the Beast, her sneaking into the West Wing, the “Something There” sequence, and the Beast’s death and resurrection scene. Baxter depicted Belle as a mature and sophisticated and it proved a perfect balance with Henn’s interpretation of the character as a sweet, warm, and curious girl. 🥀

[vxidlight]

Ship tags; Romantic ( claws of the wolf ); Rose/North @prxnce-of-chxos ( love is a promise ); Ganymede/Nemo @stellanimarum ( knowledge of courage ); Lorna/Eaihan @prxnce-of-chxos ( - ); Rose/Tolaas - @nytehavyn-circle

Platonic --

Sibling ( sister across time ); Ganymede/Iota @thevisixnary

[soleil-read]

A Tiktok recommendation. Please start watching Lorna Rose Treen. Possibly the most delightful comedic interviews to ever exist while being decidingly feminist.

[scripta21]

Fevers of the Mind Poetry & Art Digest, revue de poésie, N°12, avril 2024

« Sing Song », Fevers of the Mind Poetry & Art Digest, N°12, avril 2024, édition papier et kindle, URL : https://feversofthemind.com/2024/04/24/now-out-fevers-of-the-mind-issue-12-national-poetry-month-2024

Le numéro 12 de Fevers of the Mind Poetry, Art & Music célèbre plusieurs grands morceaux de poésie de Fevers of the Mind au cours des dernières années ainsi que de nouvelles contributions : David L O'Nan, HillLesha O'Nan, MS Evans, Scott Thomas Outlar, Anne Paulet (Scripta 21), Angela Kosta, Rachel Coventry, Jimmy Webb, Lorna Wood, Pasithea Chan, Anushna Biswas, Owen Bullock, Robin McNamara. , David Hay, Nina Parmenter, Steve Denehan, Cat Dixon, Victoria Leigh Bennett, Maxine Rose Munro, Petar Penda, Kevin Hibshman, Shobana Gomes, Gayle J. Greenlea, Oz Hardwick, Stephen Kingsnorth, Vicky Allen, Matthew Freeman, Barney Ashton- Bullock, Kathryn Anna Marshall, Tuur Verheyde, Anna Rozwadowska, Hiram Larew, Marie Little, Rickey Rivers Jr, Gordon Lewis, Colin Dardis, Karlo Sevilla, Michael Igoe, Sarika Jaswani, Kushal Poddar, Christina Strigas, Adrian Ernesto Cepeda, John Grey, Renee Williams, Peach Delphine, Stephen Watt, Jennifer Patino, Katrina Kaye, Paula Hayes, Ryan Quinn Flanagan, Tianna Godsey, Elizabeth Cusack, Khadeja Ali, Charlotte Oliver et Samantha Terrell

[oldschoolfrp]

For living ye olde lifestyle: To the King's Taste, Richard II's book of feasts and recipes adapted for modern cooking, Lorna J Sass, The Metropolitan Museum of Art, 1975. Most recipes are taken from the fourteenth-century Forme of Cury and include "a Brie and egg tart, a fruit and salmon pie, parsnip fritters, an elderflower cheesecake, stuffed loaves, spiced wine, rose hips in wine with almonds."

[justrainandcoffee]

Masterlist

Theme, date, characters

Autumn leaves (1/10): Tommy Shelby x Lucy Winters

Log cabin (3/10): Tommy Shelby x Reader

Home made cookies (5/10): Alfie & Cyril

Pumpkin picking (7/10): Esme Lee x Reader

Bonfire (9/10): Tommy Shelby & Evelyn Shelby

Coffee shop (11/10): Alfie x Tommy

Candles (13/10): James Delaney x Lorna Bow

Warm drink (14/10): Tommy Shelby & Lydia Shelby

Castle trip (15/10): Alfie Solomons x Rose Coldwell

Thunderstorm (17/10): Alfie & Allie Solomons

Open window (19/10): Tommy Shelby x Quinn Meyer

Rain walk (21/10): River Cartwright x Reader

Forest (22/10): Heaven Shelby

Black cat (23/10): Winston Ferrante-Shelby

Bakery (25/10): Cillian Murphy x Jiyan Fabris

Book shop (27/10): Tommy Shelby x Reader

Graveyard (29/10): Jack Nelson x Eva Smith

I finished them like two weeks ago and finally October is here to post them. It's all queued, hopefully Tumblr will work and post them as I ordered.

This post is also queued. If you see this, then it worked. Any idea to link the characters to the themes? 😌. Not all the characters are in the tags and I didn't want to make it obvious.

Sincerely yours... Me.

[darkshelbyfiction]

The Nanny Diaries (Part 4)

Pairing: Dark Cillian Murphy x Innocent Reader

Warning: Dubious Consent, Smut

The morning following your encounter with Cillian, you found yourself lost in thought, reflecting on the gravity of the situation. Your guilt, shame, and confusion swirled together, filling you with turmoil. How could things escalate so rapidly?

While Lorna was away shopping for groceries and with the Murphy children in care, it was only you and Cillian at home when you woke up the next morning, sore and red from the previous night's encounters. It seemed as though the world around you flickered and shifted, becoming surreal, clouded by foggy memories of what had transpired. 

Knowing full well that you would be on your own with him again, you nervously walked downstairs around the spacious kitchen trying desperately to quell the fear growing steadily within you.

"Good Morning Y/N, did you sleep well?" Asked Cillian, pouring himself a cup of coffee while watching you intently. His piercing gaze sent waves of unease coursing through your veins, sending your pulse racing wildly beneath your skin.

Trying valiantly to disguise your discomfort, you managed a weak smile, replying nervously, "I think so." 

He returned your feeble gesture with a subtle smirk, savoring the taste of his brew.

"Are you sore?" he inquired mischievously, looking straight into your eyes, invading your personal space without remorse. Unable to suppress a wave of panic, you couldn't help but notice the intensity of his stare, which seemed to probe deeply into your soul. 

Swallowing hastily, you glanced downwards momentarily before answering. "Not anymore..." you lied, attempting to hide any visible signs of discomfort.

"That's surprising, considering how much time I spent inside you last night," he said smoothly, sipping his coffee and fixing his intense gaze on you once more.

Anxiousness rose sharply within you as his perceptive nature penetrated your carefully constructed façade. To break free from his scrutiny, you reached for a cupboard, pretending to search for something to eat.

"You took me really well," he added playfully, making no attempt to mask his intentions. This remark caused another surge of panic to rise within you, leaving you struggling to maintain composure. 

"And even let me cum inside you, which means that, today, you are probably still leaking my seed," he continued boldly, gesturing towards your lower region before approaching you with a wicked grin spread across his face.

"I will need to get the morning after pill, Cillian," you blurted out suddenly, your voice laced with apprehension.

"That's probably a good idea but, maybe before you do, I can fill you up some more?" suggested Cillian suggestively, moving closer to you while taking your hand and leading you towards the dining room table.

"I am...uhm...," you stammered, protesting weakly/ "We shouldn't do this," you argued feebly, unable to stand your ground in the face of his undeniably attractive demeanon.

"We already did it Y/N. My cock has already been inside you last night," Cillian said persuasively, leaning forward and brushing a lock of hair behind your ear seductively. Intrigued yet anxious, you found yourself helpless against his alluring charm. He noticed your hesitation and decided to seize the opportunity further. "Think about it…you want to take the morning after pill anyway. So why don't we make it worth it?" he proposed smoothly before spinning you around to place you firmly against the table. The musky scent of desire hung thick in the air as Cillian's large palms traced down your clothed back.

"Bend over," commanded Cillian sternly, pushing you firmly onto the wooden surface of the dinner table. His authoritative tone left little doubt as to what would happen next. 

With unwavering determination, he pulled down your PJ pants, exposing your tender flesh to his hungry gaze. Feeling vulnerable and powerless, you struggled to suppress a whimper as he approached you. 

"Look at you, legs spread and ready for my cock. That's my girl," Cillian murmured approvingly, admiring your exposed form, letting his eyes roam across your silhouette before closing the distance between you two. Reaching downward, he gripped your ass possessively, claiming ownership over your body as he brought you flush against his rigid frame. 

"Your pussy is still quite swollen and red from last night, isn't it?", he taunted knowingly, evoking a shiver of dread deep within you. Surrounded by walls of temptation, resisting became increasingly difficult.

Desperate for release, you allowed him access to your core, giving way to primal instincts as they took control. Bracing yourself on the table, Cillian pushed down his boxer shorts and positioned himself at your entrance.

"So, you might feel a little sore since your opening hasn't yet entirely healed from our earlier session," he observed coolly, rubbing his thumb along your sensitive area.

Feeling self-conscious and embarrassed, you winced reflexively upon contact, but Cillian merely chuckled at your reaction.

"Let go of your inhibitions, Y/N. Remember how much pleasure I gave you," he whispered reassuringly, seeking entry with his rigid manhood. Clenching your teeth tightly, you tried to muster up enough courage to relax your muscles. Fear and uncertainty plagued your heart, yet you wanted nothing more than to satisfy Cillian's needs.

As his hardness probed deeper, you gritted your teeth, tensing involuntarily despite his gentle encouragement. Unperturbed, Cillian persisted, nudging you slowly and rhythmically until you began to adjust to the invasion.

"Relax, sweetheart. Let me show you just how amazing it can be when someone truly knows what they're doing," he urged softly, allowing his fingers to slide along your clitoris, eliciting a trembling response from your body.

As the warmth between your thighs intensified, so too did the fervor in Cillian's movements. Tightening his grasp on your hips, he delved deeper and faster, drawing cries of ecstasy from your lips.

Growing accustomed to his forceful thrusts, you surrendered fully to the euphoria coursing through your veins, embracing each rippling wave of delight with open arms.

The kitchen echoed with your gasps and moans, serving as a soundtrack to your mutually satisfying exploration. The weight of his body pressing against yours exacerbated the physical bond between you both, enhancing the connection beyond mere words. Lost in the throes of passion, there was no time nor reason to dwell on the consequences of this illicit affair.

As you neared the peak of your climax, Cillian wrapped one arm around your waist, anchoring you securely while his other hand teased your nipples expertly. The sensual assault on your senses proved almost impossible to ignore.

Arching your back slightly, you cried out loudly, your entire body convulsing with the most powerful orgasm you had ever experienced. 

"Oh God! Oh my god!" You uttered breathlessly, feeling your insides contract incessantly as waves of ecstasy consumed you completely.

"Good girl. Keep taking it like that. Just think of me buried deep inside you. Yes, right there, baby. Can you feel it?" Cillian praised you amidst your lustful trance, stroking your cheek lovingly. As if hypnotized, you nodded absentmindedly, allowing him complete control over your body. Every movement, every touch, every word served to heighten the fierce arousal consuming you whole.

"I am going to fill you up now. Take me deep inside you, okay?" Cillian asked softly, holding your gaze with an unmistakable confidence. Your head dipped in submission, acquiescing to his demand, a blush creeping across your complexion. With swift precision, he thrusted back into you deeply, pushing himself up against your cervical opening. 

It hurt like hell, but you bit your lip, enduring the pain bravely.

"Fuck. Here it comes," Cillian groaned, erupting hotly within you, causing a small cry to escape your lips.

His seed flowed freely into your waiting depths, triggering a mix of relief and satisfaction that swept through your system.

As he pulled out and stepped back, you felt a familiar twinge emanating from your aching passage and, before you had a chance to stand up, Cillian dipped his finger into your raw hole.

He then spread his cum all over dripping entrance and said "good girl, you did well," before running his cum soaked finger over your rear entrance. 

"What are you doing?" you breathed uneasily, stunned by his actions as, slowly, his digit penetrated your anus opening.

Gasping audibly due to the unexpected stimulation, you fought valiantly to regain your composure as Cillian began circling his finger menacingly before gathering more of his cum from your sore pussy before pushing it into your anus.

Shame and guilt threatened to consume you, but his assertiveness quelled those feelings as his fingers continued to probe your newly opened orifice.

Cillian smiled smugly, reveling in his dominance over you. "Don't worry, it won't hurt anymore once I'm done stretching you out," he assured, attempting to ease your discomfort. However, hearing these words only managed to evoke more anxiety rather than alleviate it. Still, you remained steadfast under his guidance, allowing him to push boundaries previously untouched. 

Having grown somewhat numb to the initial intrusion, you submitted passively to Cillian's ministrations, accepting his authority without resistance.

Gently massaging your tender entrance, he sought to comfort you, whispering tenderly, "Just let go, sweetheart. It will get better soon." Though the prospect seemed farfetched, your trust in Cillian convinced you otherwise.

In an attempt to distract you from the burning sensation, Cillian moved lower and began to play with your breasts, rolling and pinching the soft mounds skillfully. Drawing circles around your nipples with his tongue, he alternately teased and kissed your supple skin, sending electric shockwaves through your body.

"Your ass feels so good, so tight," he marveled, unable to contain his excitement, by which point you could feel his cock becoming erect again, pressing against your thigh.

"You have such a beautiful body," he complimented sincerely, leaning forward to plant a light kiss on your back. He knew exactly where to strike to make you weak in the knees. Glancing down, your face flushed with anticipation as he caressed your shoulders intimately.

"Why do you bother trying to fight it? We both know that this attraction is undeniable. Embrace it."

Staring blankly into space, your thoughts tangled in confusion and tears welled up in your eyes as Cillian pulled out his finger and wiped off any remaining residue onto his shirt.

"Do you think you can take my cock again tonight, sweetheart?" He posed with a seductive grin, invading your mental turmoil.

Swallowing nervously, you nodded hesitantly, unsure whether you were agreeing to continue their sexual escapades or simply succumbing to Cillian's relentless charm. But regardless of your true intentions, he appeared satisfied, asserting his dominance once more over your life.

[rollshavebeenbarred]

HELLO !!!

[thatawkwardmoth]

X-Men Mother's day things (No timeline just vibes):

Emma Frost thought the Cuckoos wouldn't get her anything, that their relationship wasn't that close despite her trying and them calling her mom. Imagine her surprise when she woke up to five blue roses sitting on the bedside table, a delicate diamond ring with her girls' initials engraved into the band. It's hidden but she knows it's there.

Jean Grey got flowers from her husband, fake ones that came with a joke about her not being able to kill these with her black thumb. She's playfully offended but she freezes when she realizes there are two presents on the dining table for her. Nathan (the old and young version both apparently, plans on plans on plans are a Summers thing) left her a bracelet, two charms for the versions of her boy. Two small teddy bears with one small yellow gem in one eye of both bears. It's nothing she'd wear on the regular, the note they leave says, but it's something to have of them when she misses them. The other is a card and box of chocolate from Rachel, it's a small thing but she appreciates it.

Madelyne Pryor wakes up grieving her boy and his absence. She's sitting on her throne, clutching the arms and glaring at nothing. But she is frozen when one demon approaches with a small giftwrapped box. It's a silly charm bracelet and pictures of Nathan when he's younger. 'To my mother' is all it says and all it needs to say. It's small but she loves it, unable to stop staring at the multitude of photos of her baby she never got to see grow up.

Erik Lehnsherr spends his mother's day in cemeteries. Placing flowers on his mother's gravestone, only to portal to a different one when he's done saying what he needs to her. This one holds Wanda and Pietro's mother and he's not surprised to find them there, his grandchildren and Lorna as well. He's silent as he grieves but Wanda just clears her throat and brushes the leaves away, saying a short prayer for her. It's melancholic but they're together and it's what both mothers would've wanted for their children.

Jubilee doesn't expect much for Mother's day. Her baby is just that. A baby. But she wakes up to a bunch of gifts from the Excaliburs, most of it not even baby related or even motherhood related. She appreciates it because she sometimes feels like she's losing her identity in being a mother. But she cries over it, the multiple gifts and the thought behind them all.

Hope Summers spends her mother's day finally leaving the Arbor Magna and the Quiet Council, spending it with her grandmother and then eventually her other grandmother. Jean and Madelyne accept her into the celebration with the energy that it took her this long to join in. Didn't she know she was family, adoption or not?

[madomens]

I'm not a bad omens person, but do you happen to do MIW fic requests?

also, moodboard request if you can, bc I saw a vinny one: could you produce a chris board themed with neon lights and roses, that ties in with like... an in-home date?

also, do you happen to do anything with lorna shore? will and austin are my fav members

tyyy <3

i’ll do mood boards for anyone (-: here’s chris!!

[metalmusicwhore]

Hi hello heyo salutations wassaaaaappppp

Hihi im Juniper🖤🖤

my blog is 15+ it will most likely contain sexual content

dms and asks always open!

I don’t have many rules just don’t be too rude and idc about being weird doesn’t really bother me y’know

I play guitar! I’ve been playing on and off for about five years I also collect guitars too I have 9 so far.

I play bass as well I just started the year so I’m kinda new.

im trying to start a band called Dethnell its not going so well GUHGSJSB I only have one member it’s literally me a that’s it💀💀(I changed the name this time this is probably the one imma keep)

Some bands/artists I like are: Primus, Mötley Crüe, Motorheäd, Metallica, Megadeth, Slipknot, Infectious Grooves, Suicidal Tendencies, Pantera, Lorna Shore, Black Sabbath, Ozzy Osbourne, Anthrax, The Beatles, Kiss, Cannibal Corpse, Opal In Sky, David Bowie, David Lee Roth, Van Halen, Jimi Hendrix, Misfits, Nirvana, Foo Fighters, Stevie Ray Vaughan, Ac/dc, RHCP, Guns N’ Roses, Alice Cooper, Deftones, Slayer, System of a Down, Anthrax, Bon Jovi, Three Days Grace, Type O Negative, Skid Row, New York Dolls, The Doors, Les Zeppelin, ZZ Top, Weird Al, Pink Floyd, Marilyn Manson, Korn, Rob Zombie, Murderdolls, White Zombie, Alice In Chains, Cream, Blink-182, Soudgarden, Judas Priest, Dokken, Hanoi Rocks and like a shit ton of others that I can’t remember rn and I don’t feel like writing all that(again)

Some shows/movies I watch are: Family Guy, The Simpsons, Grand Tour, Top Gear all the classic horror movies, house of 1000 corpses, Blades of Glory, Napoleon Dynamite, The Dirt, most Will Ferrel movies, most Jim Carey movies, all of the bttf movies, all of the lotr movies and like a crap ton of others

My hobbies: Crocheting, playing guitar and bass, drawing, collecting records/CDs/tapes, hanging posters in my room, sleeping and listening to music.

my fav albums atm: Powerslave, Somewhere in Time by Iron Maiden, Look What The Cat Dragged in by Poison and Eat ‘Em and Smile by David Lee Roth

all time favorite actors/rockstars: HUGH JACKMAN IS MY NUMBER ONE ACTOR RN GRRG, Ozzy, Rob Trujillo, Bruce Dickinson AND DAVID BOWIE

random facts about me: I have bad social anxiety so it’s hard for me to talk to people irl so I tend to do that online more, I’m half-ish(idk) Irish and I wanna go to Ireland SO BADD, i love men and i LOVE CARSS ARGGG THEYRE SO COOLLLLANJSSJS

my other blogs:

@sp4c3man @totallypaulmccartney

@w3rd-4l-y4nk0v1c @n0-m0r3-mr-n1c3-guy @g3t-y0ur-f1ght-0n

@r3ign-in-bl00d @t4lk-d1rty-t0-m3

if there are any grammatical or spelling errors please ignore them I have add so it’s kinda hard for me to write properly and also ignore my ASS memory😭😭

anyways have a good day or don’t idc BYE!!

last updated 10/1/24

[theunderestimator-2]

Rover, obscure early LA punk teen scenester, Masque denizen and nowadays a Las Vegas mom of 10 children, as captured ca. '77-'78 at the Atomic Cafe, in the Little Tokyo district of Los Angeles (the photo was also used as the back cover of The Klan "Pushin' Too Hard" b/w "Cover Girls" 1980 single by Posh Boy).

Rose, aka Rover [a nickname her high school bestie gave her because she couldn't stay in one place but was happiest roving around] is one of those girls who, according to Alice Bag, "added life and color to the early punk scene and made it so very interesting. She also received one of the first wounds (six stitches in the scalp) in the "us against them" skirmishes that seem to occur whenever people are afraid or intolerant of those who look different from them. It's hard to imagine a time and place when having short, crazy-colored hair could provoke a violent reaction from a stranger, but that was what it was like in the 1970's."

As Rover recalls:

"I believe I took the first hit in the social war we had waged against the norm. I was 16 at the time. I was outside of the Canterbury with my friend Brian (from Fullerton) sitting on a parked car. Two guys drove past on a motorcycle and the passenger threw a wine bottle into our little crowd and it hit me in the head. I didn't know what had happened. I grabbed my head & knocked a hunk of glass out and it fell to the ground. Then, a rush of pain and a river of blood and I stumbled forward and leaned against the Canterbury for support. I was dazed and in a state of confusion. They grabbed me and helped me walk. Gerber & Natalie took me to Lorna Doom & Belinda Carlisle's apartment. Darby was there. The paramedics arrived and bandaged my head. They joked about my hair color, saying they couldn't tell what was hair color and what was blood. If I wasn't the first hit, then I guess I was a shot of energy to all those around me."

Being badly teased in school in So Cal just for being pale white, in '77 she was a 16-year-old who ended up actually living in the Masque, the Hollywood multi-roomed labyrinth, the club and a meeting spot that soon became the center of the universe to many punks, misfits, outsiders, degenerates and the nascent punk scene that began bubbling up around 1976, with groups like the Screamers, Germs, the Weirdos and the Zeros, the Bags and the Go-Go’s, who she also roadied for.

"I walked into my very first show [a Dickies show at the Whiskey, Dec. '77] and knew I had finally found my home planet!!!! Remember the Twilight Zone episode with Elly May Clampett? She was laying in a hospital bed with bandages covering her face, consumed with self hatred & confusion because she was born so ugly that she couldn't fit in with society. The bandages came off and all had failed. Then it's revealed that she is really beautiful in a world of ugly and has to go live in a community with others like herself. That's exactly how I felt when I walked into the Whisky that night. Everyone was pale and it was ok."

(***photo provided by artist & activist @regi-mentle-black-blog , another active participant in the early LA/SF punk scene and friend of Rover, who was also crashing at the Masque back in the day)