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bigmusclenm · 3 months ago

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Pool Boys - Part 2: Xander

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The sun had barely begun to rise over Xander’s house. He stirred, carefully stretching his muscular arms above his friends. Xander was an early riser, always the first to greet the morning with a smile. This morning was no different, despite the late night of superhero movies and playful banter with his friends, Paul and Justin. The house was still quiet, with the soft hum of the air conditioning the only sound that accompanied the early hour.

Xander blinked his eyes open, the remnants of sleep fading away as he stretched. He slowly and carefully rose from the couch, observing his still-sleeping friends. Justin and Paul were almost piled one on top of the other, not noticing Xander had escaped the pile. He softly chuckled and tiptoed past his friends, not wanting to disturb their sleep. They’d had a good night, so Xander preferred to let them rest a little longer.

His faux hawk was slightly tousled from sleep, giving him a rugged, just-out-of-bed look that only added to his charm. He stretched his arms above his head, yawning and feeling the pleasant pull of his muscles as he moved. The waistband of his pajama pants sat low on his hips, the pattern of Thor’s hammer subtly displayed along the fabric. As he walked to the bathroom, his pajama pants hugged his hips and thighs, the fabric shifting slightly with each step. His bare torso was on full display, his large pecs looking magnificent even in a relaxed state.

In the bathroom, Xander closed the door softly behind him, the cool tile floor soothing against his bare feet. He walked over to the toilet, carefully taking his dick out of his pants, a sigh of relief escaping his mouth as he emptied his bladder, the result of too much soda the night before. Xander waited for the stream to stop, shaking his dick and carefully placing it back into his pajama pants.

After flushing, Xander moved to the sink, where he caught his reflection in the mirror. Even after a night of junk food and movies, he couldn’t help but admire his appearance. His face, still slightly puffy from sleep, was strikingly handsome. His blue eyes, framed by thick eyelashes, were clear and bright, and he had the kind of smile that could melt the coldest hearts. He leaned closer to the mirror, grinning before splashing cold water on his face to fully wake up. The water droplets clung to his skin for a moment before trickling down, leaving him looking refreshed and ready to face the day.

He straightened up, his eyes drifting down to his chest, where his pecs seemed to invite his attention. With a playful grin, Xander ran his hands over his chest, feeling the firm muscle beneath his fingers. He gave his thick pecs a light massage, carefully kneading the flesh, then flicked his nipples with his thumbs, a trick he’d learned to make his whole body shiver. It was the best way to activate his muscles every morning. The sensation was familiar—a morning ritual that made him feel powerful and ready for anything. He gave his pecs a final, affectionate pat, the muscles twitching slightly under his touch. Smiling at his reflection one last time, Xander turned to leave the bathroom.

Barefoot and only wearing his Thor-themed pajama pants, Xander headed to the backyard to stretch light every morning. He absentmindedly patted his chest as he walked, a habit from his workouts, feeling the lingering warmth from his earlier massage.

The backyard was peaceful, bathed in the soft light of the early morning. The air was cool, a slight breeze rustling the leaves of the trees, and everything was quiet; only birds chirped in the distance, greeting the dawn. Xander took a deep breath, savoring the tranquility of the moment. He loved these early mornings when the world was still waking up, and he could have a few moments of solitude before the day truly began.

As he looked around, his eyes focused on the pool. The water would usually be a serene blue, reflecting the sky above, but today, something was different. A strange, red hue seemed to glow from beneath the surface, casting an eerie light across the water. Xander frowned, his curiosity piqued and slowly approached the pool to investigate.

“What the...” he muttered to himself, taking a step closer to the pool. The red glow pulsed slightly, almost as if it were alive, and Xander felt a sudden chill run down his spine.

He approached slowly, his bare feet making no sound on the cool tiles. The light grew brighter as he neared, the color deepening to a vibrant red. Xander’s heart beat faster, curiosity and fear building in his chest.

“What is this?” He wondered aloud, his voice low, afraid of disturbing whatever was causing the light.

When he was about three feet from the edge of the pool, he stopped. The red hue was more intense now, the light reflecting off his skin. He squinted, trying to see through the water to find out what was causing the glow. Suddenly, the light flared. Before Xander could react, a red jolt of electricity shot out of the pool, streaking through the air like a lightning bolt. It struck him directly in the chest, right over his heart. The impact was so sudden and powerful that it left him immediately breathless.

“Aaaargh!” He screamed, the sound raw and filled with agony.

Xander’s eyes widened in shock as the electricity surged through his body, a burning pain that made him cry out. The jolt wasn’t just a mild shock; it felt like a high-voltage charge pumped directly into his veins. His muscles seized up, every nerve on his body on fire as the electricity coursed through him, crackling along his skin. His scream echoed in the stillness of the morning as he fell to the ground, landing hard on his hands and knees. His body convulsed as the electricity continued to surge, his muscles twitching uncontrollably.

The pain was unbearable, unlike anything he had ever experienced. It was an intense pain that seemed to last an eternity. His chest felt like it was going to explode, the jolt striking at his heart with relentless force. His hands clawed at the ground, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps as he fought to stay conscious. His body trembled, and his mind was overwhelmed by painful sensations. The muscles in his arms and legs were rigid, locked in place by the current running through him, and he could do nothing but endure the torture.

Then, as suddenly as it had begun, the pain stopped. The electricity ceased, leaving Xander gasping for air, his body still trembling. He was on his knees, his head hanging low as he struggled to regain control. His chest heaved with each breath, his heart pounding hard. However, he was unharmed. The only sign of what had just happened was the vapor rising from his skin, his body still hot from the electric jolt.

Xander slowly looked down at his chest, where the bolt had struck. There was no burn, no mark, just some discomfort that didn’t compare with the recent pain. He reached up with a shaky hand, touching his chest, like trying to reassure himself that he was still in one piece. His muscles were sore, aching from the violent contraction, but there was no lasting damage. He glanced back at the pool, which still had the red hue over its surface but not as intense as a few minutes ago. The scene looked surreal, but Xander had other things to worry about.

“What the hell was that?” Xander whispered, his voice filled with confusion. He remained kneeling for a few moments longer, his mind racing to comprehend what had just happened. But no answers came, only the eerie silence of the morning.

Xander’s chest heaved as he tried to catch his breath. The sharp pain had subsided, but the memory of it lingered. He could barely believe he was still alive. He looked down at his chest again, looking for proof that it hadn’t been his imagination. There were no burns, no visible wounds—just the overwhelming sense that something else was happening. Xander couldn’t shake the thought it wasn’t the end.

Xander suddenly felt a strange, unsettling sensation spreading through his body as he panted heavily. It began as a tightness in his chest, a pressure that slowly grew more intense, spreading to his limbs. His muscles, still tense after the electric jolt, seemed to tighten almost to the point of discomfort. His whole body was slowly heating up, making Xander groan. He knew his body was preparing for something.

“Ugh… What’s happening?” Xander groaned, his voice strained as he felt the pressure intensity. His hands closed into fists, knuckles white as he fought to deal with the discomfort.

The tightness quickly evolved into a burning sensation, as he felt like his blood had turned into lava, surging through his veins and igniting every muscle fiber it touched. His entire body felt like it was on fire, not just from the outside but from within. The head was increasing to an unbearable level.

He gritted his teeth as the burning surpassed a fever level. Then, Xander felt something strange—his muscles were expanding, growing larger and more powerful with each passing second. The growth felt like the electricity had triggered an explosive growth within his body, forcing his muscles to swell and stretch far beyond their normal limits like air balloons attached to a pump.

Xander’s traps were the first to grow, rising like mountains on either side of his neck, thickening until they almost touched his ears. His deltoids ballooned outwards, creating broad, rounded shoulders that would put even the biggest world-class bodybuilders to shame. His biceps and triceps expanded next, the skin stretching tight over the rapidly growing muscles, with veins bulging like ropes beneath the surface. He could feel the raw power coursing through his arms, the muscle fibers tearing and instantly rebuilding thicker. Xander felt his body getting heavier and broader with each passing second, forcing him to adjust his position to give space for his new bulk.

Xander gasped in awe as he watched his arms thicken before his eyes. His biceps swelled to the size of cannonballs, his triceps jutting out like horseshoes, each muscle group perfectly defined and incredibly thick. He flexed instinctively, the sheer size of his muscle making him shudder with primal satisfaction.

Then Xander’s chest, already impressive, began to push outward. His pecs surged forward, expanding rapidly, the muscle fibers thickening and tightening until his pecs were like two massive slabs of stone protruding several inches from his rib cage. The growth was so intense that his chest began to obstruct part of his view. The bulging pecs thickened, each breath he took making them swell even more.

His nipples, now sitting atop the great masses of muscle, pointed slightly downward due to the sheer weight and size of his chest. The sensation was overwhelming. His pecs felt heavy and so powerful that Xander couldn’t help but move one of his hands to his chest, fingers trembling as it made contact with the impossible dense pectoral muscles.

“Holy crap,” Xander muttered, his voice barely audible over the sound of his own pounding heart. He could feel every striation, every ripple of power beneath the skin. The sensation of his hands moving over his own flesh, feeling the solid, unyielding muscle, sent a shiver down his spine. He massaged his pecs, feeling the heat and strength radiating from them, his fingers barely able to press into the muscle due to its density.

As he enjoyed the sensation of his massive pecs still getting thicker, his lats flared out, spreading wide and thickening to create a broad, V-shaped back. His lats fought for space with his arms, forcing him to spread the stance of his hands on the floor. Then, his abs hardened into a rock-solid eight-pack, each muscle standing out in sharp relief. His obliques thickened as well, framing his abs with layers of solid muscles, creating a core strong enough to support the weight of his upper body.

Xander groaned again as his lower body began to catch up with his upper body’s growth. His quads expanded like tree trunks, each muscle group swelling and thickening. His pajama pants, already snug, began to strain against the growing bulk of his thighs. The fabric creaked, unable to contain the sheer mass packed onto his frame. His hamstrings thickened as well, balancing out the growth in his quads and butt, which was already prominent but grew rounder and firmer. His glutes pushed outwards until they were straining against the waistband of his pants, forcing it down.

With a sudden, sharp ripping sound, the fabric of his Thor-themed pajama pants finally gave way, unable to withstand the pressure any longer. The seams along his thighs and butt split open, the material tearing in multiple places to reveal the thick, powerful muscles underneath. Xander barely registered the loss of his pants, too focused on the incredible sensation of his legs expanding, growing stronger and thicker with every passing second. His calves grew next, bulging outward until they were nearly as big as his upper arms, the definition so sharp it looked as though they had been carved from marble.

With his pants gone, Xander felt his briefs straining against his expanding ass, and the overwhelming sensation made his dick stir to life. His dick slowly grew harder as the growth continued, stretching the briefs even further and making Xander fear that he would end up fully naked in the middle of his backyard. However, the stretchy material managed to survive the expansion of his glutes and hips and the erect state of his dick, at least temporarily.

As Xander’s entire body continued swelling with muscles, the most dramatic change was still in his chest. His pectorals continued to grow, expanding to a size that looked almost comical in its sheer massiveness. The muscles were so large that they completely obstructed his view of his lower body, protruding like two massive walls of muscle in front of him. Each pec was so dense and thick that it jutted out far beyond his stomach, casting a shadow over his abs. The skin stretched taut over the muscle, every vein and striation visible as his chest pulsed with power. The heat in his chest was intense, the muscles vibrating with energy as they swelled even bigger, reaching a size that defied reason.

The growth finally began to slow, the intense burning sensation easing into a deep, throbbing heat that pulsed through Xander’s entire body. He was left panting, his massive chest heaving with each breath, his muscles still twitching slightly from the aftereffects of the transformation. The once snug pajama pants now hung in tatters around his waist, barely clinging to his expanded hips and thighs, the fabric shredded beyond repair. His underwear stretched to the limit, almost to the bursting point.

Slowly, clumsily, Xander struggled to his feet. The weight of his new bulk was almost too much for him to handle, his legs slightly wobbling as he adjusted to his new center of gravity. Xander swayed for a moment, using a nearby table to help himself up, his massive chest brushing against it. His breathing was heavy, each breath a struggle as he fought to balance the sheer mass of his body.

Once he was finally upright, Xander inspected his new body, his hands running over the impossibly thick muscles that now adorned his frame. His fingers traced the deep grooves between his abs, the thick cords of muscle in his obliques, and the massive quads that now supported his weight. He reached up to feel his chest, his hands massaging the dense muscle, his pecs so large and firm that it felt like he was touching a wall of steel.

Xander was no longer the lean, muscular young man he had been minutes ago. He was now a towering behemoth of muscle, every inch of his 6’2” frame packed with raw, unbridled power. His weight had skyrocketed to an astonishing 600 pounds of pure, dense muscle mass. Each muscle group was so overdeveloped that he looked like a living sculpture. His traps nearly touched his ears, his shoulders were impossibly broad, and his arms were so thick that they seemed almost out of proportion to the rest of his body. His chest, however, was the most dominant feature, his pecs so massive that they jutted out far in front of him, obstructing his view and casting a shadow over his entire torso.

“What the fuck happened?” Xander whispered as he continued to explore his transformed body.

The power he felt was intoxicating, every movement sending ripples of strength through his massive muscles. He flexed his arms, watching as his biceps swelled to even greater proportions, the muscle bulging with such intensity that it looked as though his skin might split. He admired his body, but his eyes then focused on the pool, the red hue still vibrant and mysterious. Xander didn’t know what to do. He didn’t want to move, fearing he would receive another electric jolt. But as he heard footsteps approaching behind him, his eyes widened when the pool started glowing brighter. Something was coming again.

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#muscle growth story

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strlitetheatre · 5 months ago

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🗣️🗣️ I MISS PAULKINS !!!!!

the emma was rlly quickly + roughly sketched during my 15 min break in class in my notebook, the paul im p sure i did in the train that same day but obvs had more time to focus on + refine

[ and if u squint u can see the ghost of my cat paul agenda ]

but some physical hcs for paulkins below if anyone cares :pp

reblogs appreciated n encouraged !! /nf

emma has a sharp facial structure/face overall, but certain facial features are softer – her eyes, the tip of her nose, the curve of her brow bone. her nose is more sloped and she doesnt have a strong cupids bow. her hair is pretty wavy and when its down it reaches her mid back, but she has layers so she kinda needs that triple bun situation to keep it all in check ( even tho despite that she has So many flyaways bc she doesnt rlly care that much, she only does enough to not get told off for it ) ( even tho ZOEY isnt told anything abt her hair being down. whatever ). her jawline is more angular and her chin gives her side profile a v nice shape. i also think she has rlly nice eyelashes and prefers to use pencil eyeliner because its easier n quicker for her to apply and it doesnt cause her as much issues when it smudges in comparison to liquid eyeliner.

paul has a much rounder face, but certain sharper features – his brow bone, the curve of his ears, the arch of his nose, his cupids bow. he has full cheeks and always looks mildly upset/uncomfortable, thats just his resting face. he usually tries to present himself as professionally as possible but his hair doesnt often cooperate with the products he tries to use and tends to fall over his forehead superman-style. he has semi-noticeable dark circles from a few too many sleepless nights in highschool and post-secondary that he just cant seem to get rid of ( i hc hes a super early sleeper and riser, and he doesnt nap often so he kinda just hopes theyll miraculously go away one day ). he doesnt work out as much as he wants to but he also isnt too bothered by that – hes kinda squishy but thats like, the last thing he thinks about a lot the time ( but since he works a mostly stationary desk job he does try to get some movement in when he gets the chance ).

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sethsclearwater · 2 years ago

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hiii please could you do a lazy morning with paul and seth?

my faves🥺🤍

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you let out a soft groan as you rolled over, blearily knuckling at your eyes as you woke up. paul subconsciously adjusted himself as you rolled, also rolling over so he was spooning you again with one arm thrown lazily over your waist to hold you close to him.

"hey pretty girl," seth mused, smiling down at you as you opened your eyes to peek up at him. he looked like he had been up for a little bit seeing as he was now sitting up against the headboard with his phone in one hand and a cup of coffee on the side table next to him.

"hi seth," you murmured, pressing a little kiss to his sweatpant covered thigh that had him chuckling, "how long have you been up?" you asked softly, sliding one hand up his leg to rest on his thigh and rub gentle circles there with your thumb.

seth hummed, "like an hour maybe?" he responded and you hummed in response. seth was always the first one up in your trio seeing as he was an early riser all throughout high school for whatever reason.

you had no idea how he did it but you were content with it nonetheless seeing as he generally got up to make breakfast for the three of you during his mornings.

as if he read your mind, he added, "there's scrambled eggs in the kitchen for you, want me to go grab some?"

you giggled and smiled up at him, "yes please," you responded, giggling when he leaned down and pressed a quick kiss to your temple before getting up to head into the kitchen to get you some breakfast.

while he went to the kitchen, you rolled over to face your other imprinter, gently squeezing his bicep, "paul," you whispered, giggling when he let out a rather loud groan at being woken up so early.

paul was a notoriously late sleeper, always managing to sleep in for multiple hours past when seth woke up so you and seth generally had early mornings to yourselves but you were quite interested in having breakfast with paul too which is why you decided to wake him up as well.

"it is way too early for this," paul grumbled, his grip around you momentarily tightening as he stretched his other arm over his head before finally deciding to open his eyes to look at you, "is something wrong?" he asked just as your other imprinter came back in with a plate of food for you.

you hummed, not responding to him and instead just shimmying out of his grip so you could sit up against the headboard and take the plate from seth who chuckled at your eagerness as he sat back down in bed next to you.

paul rolled his eyes, resting his head in your lap while you quickly dove in, always loving everything seth made but especially his breakfasts.

"you want some toast?" you asked paul, words muffled around the said piece of toast which had both boys letting out soft laughs at your antics.

paul didn't respond, just blindly reaching his hand up until you handed him another piece of sourdough toast that he gladly took from you.

"what are we doin' today?" you asked seth as you continued to take bites of the scrambled eggs. he smiled at you, thinking about it for a moment before responding to you.

"nothing as of right now," he mused, wrapping his arm around you so you could be even closer to him despite the fact that you two were already sitting next to eachother.

you smiled, "can we watch that movie series you were talkin' about yesterday?" you asked, giggling when seth nodded and paul groaned at the suggestion.

"you can sleep," you reassured paul, setting down your fork for a moment to slide your hand down to playfully squeeze at his bicep again.

"whatever you say princess," paul grumbled, clearly still half asleep which had you and seth laughing quietly at his usual morning grumpiness.

"okay so movies!" you beamed, smiling over at seth who quickly pressed a playful kiss to your lips that had you giggling again, "i love you," you whispered to him and he smiled at you, always happy to hear you vocalize your feelings for him.

"i love you too pretty girl," seth cooed, pressing another kiss to your lips, though this time a bit softer.

when he allowed you to part from his lips, you quickly spoke to your other imprinter, "i love you too paul," you teased, giggling when he reached his hand out to playfully squeeze at your thigh that he was currently resting his head on.

"i love you too princess," paul reassured, voice raspy as he clearly was doing his best to stay awake long enough to hear you and seth settle your plans for the day.

you let out a soft sigh of content, resting your head on seth's shoulder while you finished your breakfast, absolutely loving that you'd be able to spend an uninterrupted day with your boys.

#poly!paulxreaderxseth #poly!sethxreaderxpaul #seth clearwater #paul lahote #seth clearwater x reader #seth clearwater fluff #seth clearwater imagine #seth clearwater blurb #paul lahote x reader #paul lahote fluff #paul lahote imagine #paul lahote blurb #twilight #the twilight saga #imagine #blurb #fluff

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singemall-stayallnight · 4 months ago

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Led Zeppelin's UK Debut

Led Zeppelin, billed as the New Yardbirds, make their live debut (less than a month before their first show in the UK), Copenhagen, 7 September 1968. | © Jorgen Angel

The announcement of a Yardbirds gig at Newcastle’s Mayfair Ballroom on October 4, 1968 barely caused a ripple of interest in the North East, let alone elsewhere. After a string of Top 10 hits a few years earlier, their career was on a downward slide and they were perilously close to becoming yesterday’s men.

What the people of Tyneside didn’t know was that the band had actually split up a few months earlier. But rather than cancel a Scandinavian tour, guitarist Jimmy Page had taken the opportunity to relaunch the band with singer Robert Plant, drummer John Bonham, and noted session player John Paul Jones on bass and keyboards.

And so the few dozen people who turned up at the Mayfair for what was supposed to be the first date of The Yardbirds’ UK tour were in for a surprise. After sitting through support bands Downtown Faction, the Junco Partners and New York Public Library [the latter a late replacement for Terry Reid], the audience found themselves confronted with an unfamiliar group. Although they didn’t know it, they were witnessing the first British gig by the band that would become Led Zeppelin.

Jimmy Page: We originally thought that by calling ourselves the New Yardbirds we would be able to keep a sort of continuity from the early days of the old group.

Jimmy Page's interview with GO Magazine, 27 December 1968.

Brian Greenaway [Mayfair manager, 1966-71]: It all exploded in the 1960s. Friday night we’d often get 2,500 people in. It would be heaving. We had some really big names on, people like The Who.

Tez Stokes [guitarist, New York Public Library]: We’d met Jimmy Page years before, when he was in Neil Christian’s Crusaders. He was a very well-respected guitar player, but very quiet, reserved and shy. John Paul Jones I met when he was the bass player with the Tony Meehan Band. He stayed with us that night, because he had a meeting the next morning with [producer] Mickie Most.

Charlie Harcourt [guitarist, the Junco Partners]: Before the gig, either the band or their roadie asked if they could borrow our organ. They didn’t seem very well prepared. We told them no, they should have brought their own.

Bob Sargeant [keyboard player, the Junco Partners]: I don’t remember John Paul Jones playing keyboards that night. That’ll be the reason why. I must have been in the bar when they asked, because I’d have said yes.

Charlie Foskett [audience member]: Zeppelin weren’t playing when the stage came round, they were farting around. Jones was on the left side in front of a silver-fronted Fender Bassman amp. He hit a note and the cloth on the front of the amp wobbled, which I thought was cool. Page posed about with his Les Paul. They weren’t using monitors, all of that came later. The riser, which had the amps, waiting for someone to go: “One, two, three, four”. That came pretty quickly.

Bob Sargeant: They were good. Very indicative of what they’d become as Led Zeppelin. I can remember thinking: “Who’s that bloke singing?”.

Tez Stokes: Jimmy Page did an extended guitar solo sitting down. The sweat was pouring out of him. As a guitarist myself I was watching very closely, picking up tips. I was very impressed.

John Porteous [Tyneside record dealer]: My friend, the late John Gourley, was Newcastle’s top Yardbirds collector. He goes to the Mayfair that Friday night expecting to see the Keith Relf line-up. The band comes on, and he watches three or four numbers. He then goes to the front desk, says the band on stage aren’t The Yardbirds, demands his money back and leaves. Quite a few others did the same.

Fraser Suffield [promoter]: I didn’t receive any complaints from the Mayfair manager about people wanting their money back. When people were leaving I got no adverse comments about them not being the band they were expecting. After the gig I went backstage to pay the money to the band themselves. They didn’t have a manager with them.

Jimmy Page: We realised we were working under false pretences. The thing had quickly gone beyond where The Yardbirds left off. We all agreed there was no point in retaining the ‘New Yardbirds’ tag, so when we decided to change the band’s name. After several more gigs, Page renamed the band Led Zeppelin.

—Excerpts from "Led Zeppelin's first UK Show: Newcastle Mayfair, 1968"

#led zeppelin #1968 #jimmy page #robert plant #john paul jones #john bonham #newcastle #sounds like jonesy may have gotten swindled in one of the stories from the article #didn't know who ray laidlaw was before I read this #don't care for him after some of the comments he made #including not being impressed with robert because he's “a bit fey”

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doppleganger-rental · 6 months ago

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Every techno oligarch is just Paul Riser in aliens.

#seriously

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rock-and-roll-hell · 1 year ago

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March 19, 1975

Opening Night of the Dressed To Kill Tour

Roxy Theater - Northampton, Pennsylvania

📸 Keith Andreas

- First known performance of “C'mon and Love Me.” It was initially situated in the set as one of the encores. Paul also mentioned “She” as being a song from the new album being released the following week, though it had long been part of the band’s set. - There was no levitating drum riser used for Peter - the venue wasn’t tall enough.

#kisstory #1975 #dressed to kill #kiss #kiss band #kiss army #ace frehley #peter criss #paul stanley #gene simmons #the spaceman #the catman #the starchild #the demon

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runwiththerain · 1 year ago

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an introduction to the marauders

for @gently-decaying-flowers

follow up posts will be made for the valkyries and skittles

james fleamont potter

also known as prongs

important canon information:

dead, died on october 31st 1981 defending his family from voldemort so lily could protect harry

his parents are fleamont 'monty' and euphemia 'effie' and we love both of them

his animagus is a stag

was head boy and a chaser on the gryffindor quidditch team

had a mutually antagonistic relationship with severus snape

fancast information:

original fancast was aaron taylor johnson

second fancast was reiky de valk

my personal fancast is gabriel.stewart

other fancasts include nickisnotgreen and thomas weatherall

common fanon traits:

is known as the sun and a golden retriever character, wears red converse, swiftie, quidditch obsessed, early morning riser who tries to force other people too (doesn't work), loyal, hero complex, hopeless romantic, mischievous and loves pranks, often is desi or latino, would take a bullet for anyone in his life, definitely strutted and is a therapist friend, has a hard time opening up

ships:

jily/sunflower/flowerpott: james and lily evans

jegulus/sunseeker/starchaser: james and regulus black

prongsfoot: james and sirius black

moonchaser: james and remus lupin

sirius orion black

also known as padfoot

important canon information:

godfather to harry and best friends with james

left home at 16 to live with the potters

was wrongly accused for the betrayal of lily and james

served 12 years in azkaban before using his animagus form to escape

his animagus is a black dog

was killed by his cousin bellatrix lestrange

fancast information:

original fancast was ben barnes

second fancast was undecided

my personal fancast is conan gray

other fancasts include louis seriot and eren m güvercin

common fanon traits:

drama queen, massive david bowie fan, rides a motorcycle, experiments with makeup, genderfluid, compulsive and mischievous, gay, owns and wears a leather jacket, he thinks his initials stand for son of a bitch, short king, gets jealous easily, no concept of personal space, mommy issues, daddy issues, family issues, pretty crier, french, likes to paint his nails

ships:

wolfstar: sirius and remus lupin

blackinnon: sirius and marlene mckinnon (widely unaccepted now)

prongsfoot: sirius and james potter

remus john lupin

also known as moony

important canon information:

his nickname of moony came about due to his "furry little problem" (being a werewolf)

in prisoner of azkaban he taught d efense against the dark arts at hogwarts

has a child called teddy with nymphadora tonks

was killed in the battle of hogwarts

fancast information:

original fancast was andrew garfield

second fancast was undecided

my personal fancast is p4perback

other fancasts include paul ahrens and matthew hitt

common fanon traits:

always wears grandpa sweaters, craves academic validation, best friends with lily, grumpy around full moons, loves chocolate, the mastermind behind all the marauders pranks, goes to a study group, is a massive nerd, tall but it took ages for him to grow, self worth issues, raspy voice, swears a goddamn lot, welsh and no one can understand what he says

ships:

wolfstar: remus and sirius black

moonwater: remus and regulus black

moonchaser: remus and james potter

moonrosekiller: remus and barty crouch jr and evan rosier

peter pettigrew

also known as wormtail

important canon information:

traitor to the marauders

was james and lily's secret keeper but ratted them out to voldemort hence resulting in their death

his animagus form is a rat

hid in his rat form in the wealsey family as 'scabbers' until discovered by sirius and remus in the prisoner of azkaban

fancast information:

original fancast was dane dehaan

second fancast was undecided

my personal fancast is lewis capaldi

other fancasts include maxwell acee donovan and jacob batalon

common fanon traits:

friendly and sociable, plant dad, needs validation, great cook/baker, indecisive, cheeky, amazing at chess, not the smartest academically, childhood friends with james and marlene, quick thinker, unintentionally funny, wants nothing more than to fit in, sometimes forgotten, has a really healthy dating history, sometimes has the best pranks and suprises the others

ships:

pebill: peter and sybill trelawney

unknown ship name: peter and james potter (usually a one sided crush)

unknown ship name: peter and remus lupin

partyvan: peter and barty crouch jr and evan rosier (this is mostly made as a joke)

#rwtr.txt #marauders #marauders era #char tag 🐈#james potter #sirius black #remus lupin #peter pettigrew #wolfstar #the marauders #marauders headcanons

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muzaktomyears · 11 months ago

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It was in Boston that I began to see a pattern in Paul McCartney's facial expressions. I began to call it the "wink factor". While John Lennon made weird, gyrating gestures with his face and body, sometimes mimicking the look of a wild-eyed crazy person, McCartney did his face talking with his eyebrows. When I looked up at him on the Boston Garden riser, I noticed that as his face wandered the crowd, he was in a nonstop winking-and-blinking mode, almost as if his eyes were responding to the backbeat of the music. Paul would look left and right, and wink to a face in a crowd. It was a sexy form of eye candy, tantalizing the crowd with his head gyrations. Paul was a world-class flirt when it came to the fans. And they loved him back.

Ticket to Ride: Inside the Beatles’ 1964 Tour That Changed the World, Larry Kane (2003)

#outrageous #paul mccartney #larry kane #books

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filosofablogger · 11 months ago

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♫ Signed, Sealed, Delivered I'm Yours ♫

Every now and then, I am in the mood for some Stevie (who am I kidding? I’m ALWAYS in the mood for some Stevie!) and nothing else will do! Tonight is one such night, and I’m playing this one because I think it’s the only one I haven’t played in the last year or so! In fact, I haven’t played this for the last three years! WHOA … what’s wrong with me??? I’m adding the cover by Peter Frampton…

#&039;sitar-guitar&039;#"String Cheese Incident"#Lee Gerrett #Lula Mae Hardaway #Paul Riser #Peter Frampton #Stevie Wonder #Syreeta Wright

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kdo-three · 3 months ago

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Marvin Gaye - Mercy Mercy Me (The Ecology) (1971) (Album Version) Marvin Gaye from: "Mercy Mercy Me (The Ecology)" / "Sad Tomorrows" (Single) "What's Going On" (LP)

Soul | R&B | Progressive Soul | Psychedelic Soul

FLAC Fie @Archive (left click = play) (847kbps) (Size: 19.8MB)

Personnel: Marvin Gaye: Lead and Backing Vocals / Piano / Mellotron The Andantes: Additional Backing (Harmony) Vocals Wild Bill Moore: Tenor Saxophone Solo

The Funk Brothers: All Other Instrumentation

Strings Conducted by Paul Riser Arranged by David Van De Pitte Produced by Marvin Gaye

Recorded: @ Hitsville U.S.A. (Studio A) in Detroit, Michigan March, 1971

Album Released: on May 21, 1971 Single Released: June 10, 1971 Tamla Records

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Earth Day 2025

#Mercy Mercy Me (The Ecology)#Marvin Gaye #What's Going On #1970s #Progressive Soul #Tamla Records #Earth Day

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melodiofeddsworld · 1 year ago

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Character Ask Board!

When asking, please specify with these so I know which character/pairing you’re asking: ❤️💜💙💚

I might also be willing to do the other boys, like Eduardo, Jon, Paul, etc.

This is used for the main gang, but if any other users want to use this sheet you totally can!

Unserious-

1. What does this character’s room look like? What’s their cleaning schedule, if they have one?

2. What’s this character’s go to food and/or drink on a cold, sad day?

3. What’s this character’s sleep schedule? Are they an early riser or a night owl?

4. Does this characters have close family and friends?

5. Which friend do they like best? (And which friend do they actually like best?)

6. Has this character ever been to the hospital? Why?

7. Which character is most likely to cause trouble, and which is most likely to get them out of it?

8. What pet does this character want to have?

9. Does this character like pets?

10. Any allergies?

11. Favorite food?

12. Favorite dessert?

13. What did this character want to be when they were a kid? What do they work as now?

14. Does this character have a temper?

15. How does this character show emotion?

16. What skill is this character good at?

17. What skill is this character bad at?

18. What people skills does this character have, if any?

19. Is this character easily afraid? Do people tease/scare them?

20. What’s this character’s favorite flavor?

21. What’s this character’s favorite season?

22. Does this character take good care of themself?

23. Is this character active, or more of a couch potato?

24. How serious is this character about video games?

25. What is this character’s favorite hobby?

26. What does this character do when they feel down?

27. How does this character feel about jewelry/other accessories?

28. Does this character have any scars? How did they get them?

29. How did this character behave as a child? Has this transferred to how they act as an adult?

30. Does this character make friends easily? Do they want friends?

31. Can this character take care of a plant? A pet? A kid?

32. Does this character give good advice? Would they let their friends make bad decisions?

33. How sentimental is this character?

34. How empathetic is this character?

35. Has this character ever done something humiliating they want to forget? What is it?

36. Which character gets sick a lot? Which one has an immune system of steel?

37. What is this character’s favorite thing(s) about their friends?

38. How selfish is this character?

39. Is this character impulsive, or are they cautious?

40. Does this character swear a lot?

Serious-

1. What was this character’s childhood like?

2. What is this character’s relationship with their family?

3. What are this character’s insecurities?

4. What is this character’s fear?

5. Would this character manipulate their friends/family?

6. How easily can this character lie?

7. How long can this character keep a grudge?

8. Has this character ever killed somebody/wanted to kill somebody?

9. Would this character be caught if they killed someone?

10. When was the worst time in their life and what happened?

11. What does this character’s mental health look like?

12. What emotion is the hardest for their character to express? What do they do when they feel it?

13. What does this character do when they feel overwhelmed?

14. Does this character accept help, or do they keep to themselves to a fault?

15. Would this character do anything for their friends, even if it hurt them?

16. Is this character more open, or closed off? Why?

17. How easily does this character trust?

18. How would this character act after a traumatic event?

19. How far is this character willing to go to get what they want?

20. What would make this character break?

Romantic partner/solo-

1. What is this character’s sexuality? What are their preferences in a partner?

2. What are the ‘musts’ this character looks for in a partner?

3. What’s this character’s default place for a first date?

4. Any special actions this character would do for their partner on a date?

5. Who prefers to cuddle when they sleep and who would rather have their part of the bed to themselves?

6. Which character is the little/big spoon?

7. How would this character propose to their partner?

8. What does this pairing often fight about?

9. Who is more into pda and who is more chill?

10. Who would scream at the bug/who would get rid of the bug?

11. What are boundaries this character sets in a relationship?

12. Is this character prone to love at first sight?

13. Does this character get bored of relationships easily?

14. Does this character get into relationships, or have three day relationships/hookups?

15. Which character hogs the blanket?

16. Which character

17. What’s this character’s love language?

18. Does this character believe in soulmates or ‘the one’?

19. Is this character a hopeless romantic? Or are they more grounded?

20. Which is the queen/king and which is the golden retriever partner?

21. Does this character spoil their partner? How?

22. Does this pairing use pet names? How often and what are they?

23. How prone is this pairing to abandoning their friend group(s) to go on a month long vacation together?

24. Which pranks the other? Is their partner receptive?

25. Does this character excitedly tell their friends about their new partner, or are they quiet about their love life?

26. How does this character take a break up?

27. Does this character post pictures of them and their partner on social media?

28. Which one goes to the grocery store and forgets everything, and which one has to tell the other the grocery list for the eleventh time?

29. Is this pairing project to causing chaos?

30. Which one constantly worries about the other?

31. Which one would get up in the morning to make breakfast for the other?

32. Would they die for their partner? Or, would they face public humiliation to protect their partner?

33. Does this character want kids? Why or why not?

34. How involved does this character get into other people’s love lives?

35. How possessive is this character over their partner?

36. Is this character easily jealous?

37. What would this character do if their partner was upset?

38. What are this pairing’s favorite thing(s) about each other?

39. What is something this pairing just cannot agree on?

40. When did this pairing realize their feelings for each other? How did they go about dealing with them?

Questions for the creator-

1. What character is your favorite? Why?

2. What character do you love to put through awful situations?

3. How many au’s do you have?

4. Which pairing is your favorite? Any specific reason?

5. Which character do you identify most with?

6. Do you have fandom oc’s? Who are they? Are any of them self inserts?

7. What character have you completely changed ever since you first created/met them?

8. How often do you think about your characters?

9. What is your current inspiration?

10. What is your favorite au/genre to write your characters in?

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