#and the music they were putting out back then slapped SOOOOOOO hard!!!!!!!

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i was soooooooo insane about day6 when i was 19 those were some good times......

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i'm so excited about you taking asks again ahhhh okay so. if you'd absolutely had to choose. what would be your top 5 cockles moments, and why? thank you ily <3

here’s the thing: there are so many routes i could go down with this, because cockles moments come in all shapes and sizes and formats. these include moments from their panels, their bloopers, the footage we get when they don’t even know they’re being recorded, stories being passed down from photo ops & autographs(one of my personal favorite ways to get cockles, tbh, because they’re all insane), and social media(tweets to each other, instagram posts & comments, etc.). 

SO! since many a list like this has already been made, and i want to stand out from the crowd, what i’m gonna do is definitively give the number one spot to each of these five categories.(i might even throw in honourable mentions because they’re so despicably in love that they warrant that. i really put my whole pussy into this, guys, i hope you’re happy.) 

disclaimer: these are my own personal opinions. but that also means i’m right. so. enjoy. 

number one: top cockles panel moment

so we’re starting off with a bang, because how do you even BEGIN to rank what atrocities jensen and misha commit at jibcon. every single one they’ve had is damning in it’s own right, for different reasons.

however, considering just how much unabashed fuckery they’ve given us to sift through, it’s a good thing i do have a personal favorite despite it all. it’s heartwarming, the sweetest thing i’ve ever seen, AND it’s jarringly cinematic - mainly because it has a whole ass arc to it that was years in the making. it might even be surprising to some people, but my favorite cockles panel moment, and what i consider the one that encompasses their entire gut-wrenching journey from 2008-2013 in the most sweepingly romantic gesture possible, is this one.

i want this burned into my retinas. i am not even joking. when i'm through with my explanation, let me convince you why this is thee most romantic cockles moment of all time.

first, some history: people call this the resume off, but many seem to forget the botched attempt at a resume off a year prior. and yes, you guessed it: it's during their break up. it's a juicy time period for a reason, guys. it came across as exceedingly one-sided and VERY awkward. let me refresh your memory as to just how bad it was, and just how hard jensen was trying and ultimately failing at winning misha over: the funniest part of the whole resume off in 2013??? every joke/bit had literally already been made/done. they were just going through the motions again, but the difference THIS time...is that misha reciprocated jensen's energy. it. is. fascinating. i want to get into it more detail in another post, and i'll link it here when i'm done, but the main takeaway, i think, and the main difference that showcases how much they've grown in a year, is that in jib 3, misha flat out refused to do an accent, and this time around, he indulges jensen for literal minutes. when i tell you they're crazy, they're crazy. i can't wait to actually dive into it later.

ANYWAY, the resume off culminates in this moment here. and, like, a million things happen in this gifset. actually, more like a million and one. the music starts playingneediremindyouthatthesongissingingintherain(h e l p), misha starts dancing, jensen 'perpetually fake grumpy' ackles lets misha think he's not going to join, misha sits down defeated, but no!!! that was jensen's plan all along(look at his stupid fucking smirk) and he offers his arm to his dance partner who immediately grins like a fool, jensen then leads misha into their kick step, they perfectly synchronise and let loose, and are then very clearly having the time of their lives, hanging off of each other with joy and ease. from their expressions alone i can tell that this moment is so. so. so. so! much more than what initially meets the eye. i mean-misha is fighting back the biggest smile i've ever seen. to me, it reads like jensen is offering something to misha, something that misha kind of gave up on expecting, and him offering his arm like that is like, a surprise to him in the best possible way(and it's so not platonic, let me just say that.) as soon as jensen did that, it ushered in a new era of cockles. this panel is jensen and misha's favourite for a reason, and i think this moment is the biggest clue as to why.

whew!!! ok. that took a lot out of me and that was only point one. moving on,

number two: top cockles blooper moment

cockles bloopers hold an extremely special place in my heart, because it shows just how fucking disastrous jensen and misha are. they are so goddamn infatuated with each other that they HOLD UP PRODUCTION ALL THE TIME TO FLIRT WITH EACH OTHER(???). let me repeat. let it sink in. jensen ackles; arguably one of the most professional actors on that show who puts everything he has into each scene, with mountains and mountains of notes to prove it: would rather hold up production to flirt with misha collins. this sounds fake. it's not. he does it. all. the. time. and here's the thing guys!!! i'm gonna let you in on a secret!!! misha loves it. he loveesssss it. on top of that-misha collins: overlooked because he's pranked and people assume he's unprofessional as well, but his only pranks are in retaliation/off-set, and he rarely if EVER causes problems if he can help it....lets himself get carried away when it comes to jensen making kissy faces at him!!! are you actually kidding me!!! i mean. misha. it's just a face. you've seen it a million times. i don't buy that it triggers something in you that strongly....you like it, and you like jensen's reaction. you can't fool me!!! lisa berry's face in that one gifset shows just how fed up the crew is with their gross, coupley boyfriend antics.

i could pull up so many examples. sooooooo many. but my favourite was sealed since the moment i saw it.

i actually already wrote an analysis on it but i can't find it :(((( which SUCKS because i really unpacked the whole thing. i'll try to summarise.

basically, a backstory is part of this too!!! jensen and misha both had a really really hard time with this scene(because it's explicitly romantic there i said it), they sat down for hours and poured over their scripts together, they were super super nervous going into filming, both of them, jensen especially, were super hard on themselves for their performances not being true to their characters but they both complimented the other's work(boyfriend moments fr). so, yeah. they weren't confident going into shooting. and how do they get themselves to feel better???? by cuddling each other, apparently.

a lot. a LOT. happens in this specific blooper. to the point that i saw it years before i knew about cockles and it raised all sorts of flags for me.

1) stop pulling my face towards your crotch(as a thinly veiled request that misha would, in fact, move jensen's face towards his crotch, considering it was jensen moving himself there in the first place. also, why so comfy down there guys???) 2) you're my baby daddy i know(in the most intimate voice i've ever heard please) 3) i know, i know, i love you too i didn't say i love you i know but you wanted to say it etc. misha's right, of course. that's what jensen meant.

it just reeks of comfort, familiarity and intimacy between the two, and it's a moment that is extremely sweet and silly at the same time. they're so <3

number three: top cockles found footage moment

WONDERFUL category. truly the culmination of the cockles experience. many people have said that shipping cockles doesn't work because 'they're just onstage you dummies!! they're playing it up for the audience!!!' here's the thing, love. i could not disagree with you more. once you climb your way up the cockles ladder, you soon learn that they are, in fact, playing their dynamic DOWN, not up. they really are just Like That™, and they could not care less about the paying audience, if we're being honest, considering how much time they take to giggle with each other and refuse to let the audience in on the joke. and i love them for it <3

anyway, my point is that this category is for all you naysayers out there, all you 'jensen and misha's relationship is just for show and is real life queerbaiting'(?????lordhelp???) oh yeah? ok, explain this.

he. he. he calls jensen sweetheart. literally enough said. there's nothing to really add here, except, misha and jared then immediately engage in damage control. jared's method is distraction and misha's is retconning('get out of the car, dude') this was what got me to buy into the cockles dumpster for GOOD good. you don't call your buddy sweetheart accidentally and sound so completely earnest while doing it! especially not when that buddy is jensen ackles!!! you think he would let any of his friends call him that? do you?

one more thing; if it was a slip of the tongue, little mouth thing or whatever, you think jared wouldn't have jumped on it immediately??? i can hear it now. 'did you just call him SWEETHEART???' yeah. that's what i thought. you know why he didn't? because it was too revealing.

number four: top cockles autograph moment

i mean, i think we all know what it's gonna be, and if you don't, well, do i have the piece de cockles resistance that is gonna send you over the edge.

if you haven't heard of this story by now, as a cockles, truther, i'm gonna go ahead and get you to read it, because there is no possible heterosexual explanation for any of it, and you're fooling yourself if you think otherwise.

spoiler alert: it's the story where phones weren't allowed in an auto session, jensen nuzzles himself in misha's hair, leans his full body weight onto him, holds his hand, etc. etc. i'm imploding just repeating this back, actually. also, just, the sheer amount of stories from photo ops where they tackle hug each other or slap each other's asses or sing romantic songs to each other or almost kiss is, frankly, a lot. if i could wish for anything, it would be to witness them in person.

and finally,

number five: top cockles social media moment

this one is super difficult, because there's obviously a lot to choose from. but you know what? full send, i'm going with this one:

i just. what to say about this. how often do misha and jensen watch sunsets together for it to qualify as ‘always’ ??? why are sunsets synonymous with their relationship??? that’s like??? a very romantic thing????? ‘this guy’??? the fact that it’s a CANDID??? i don’t know guys.

that could have been better but i am TIRED so. there you go rose ily

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(coffeebeannate) 2, 8, 13, 20, 33, 39, 41,

Ohhh thank you so much!! 🥺 <333

(For the fanfiction writer asks)

2) What fandoms do you write for and do you have a particular favourite if you write for more than one?

I've written for umbrella academy and the old guard but my favourite right now has to be the old guard. There's just sooooooo much you can do with the characters given how long they've lived and the work that they do, I looove it. I have way too many ideas that I need to finish.

8) Where do you take your inspiration from?

This is tricky because it kind of just comes out of nowhere sometimes but I think I take a lot from music! Like, I'll be listening to something and coming up with super elaborate daydreams that turn into fics lmao. Sometimes I get inspired by scenes in movies or by other writers, though!

13) Who is your least favourite character to write for? Why?

This is so hard, ahh! When I was writing umbrella academy stuff I tended to avoid Vanya because I find her narrative voice rather depressing and hard to write dfgfds. For the old guard, I honestly love exploring all of their brains but I find Booker the most difficult, I think (I have a wip lying around from his pov and this has reminded me to get back on that).

20) Are there any stories that you wished you’d ended differently?

Weirdly not really! Though sometimes I feel like the ending of Keraunòs was a little rushed. I kind of wish I'd made them all get naked in the rain (out of context this sounds so weird I'm sorry dfgfds don't worry about it).

33) What’s the biggest compliment you’ve gotten?

Well I'm currently freaking out over the comments on my new baby Dying of the Light, in particular the praise for the cosmic and psychological horror elements ;_; that stuff is haaard to write so I feel SO happy hearing I did a good job!! <3 I always gush when people tell me I've written the characters accurately, though. That one is a huge compliment! (Though just recently I got one person saying they were re-reading my stuff and I was like !!!!!!! re-reading?? oh my goodness my heart just burst...)

39) Do you prefer first, second or third person?

I definitely prefer third person but sometimes a story calls for first person and sometimes it works so well (see, Centuries and Centuries. That fic slaps). I'm very interested in trying out first person.

41) What’s you favourite minor character you’ve written?

For umbrella academy, I really liked writing Dave! His character is so minor that (at the time of s1) we basically knew nothing about him, so I could just make stuff up and experiment. For the old guard, I'd have to say Quynh. I've never written from her perspective before but I have an idea floating around in my head that's putting me dangerously close to another all-nighter.

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Mist on the Plane (Part 5)

AAAAA before I go off to study some more, here’s the next part for the collab me and the lovely Yummycrummy are doing! Enjoy!

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“Listen to your heart! Listen to the rain! Listen to the voices in your brain!”

She leaped onto the table, and raised her pencil in joy.

“Come on guys, let’s GET CREATIVE!”

She began to spin happily as the three students began to work on their crafts and creations. She grinned as she began to dance with the happy, jubilant music that was playing with her song.

But the yellow boy didn’t seem to move...he simply stared at her, his eyes staring into hers. She slowly came to a halt, before she cleared her throat.

“I-I said, let’s get creative!” Her smile began to falter.

The red fellow and the bird began to work more as they muttered their favorite colors, their muttering becoming louder and louder. But the yellow boy did not react. He simply sat, lifelessly. His eyes, still fixated on her.

She began to walk towards him, before the yellow boy slowly raised his arm and pointed his finger directly towards her. She froze, as she could no longer hear the colorful music that was playing; not the voices of the other two students. She looked back, and saw that they were pointing directly at her too. And they looked, awful.

The duck, had a hospital gown, which exposed his chest and innards. His intestine was hanging out from his stomach as his heart slowly thumped, blood squirting and oozing down his gown.

The red man, had pieces of confetti entangled in his yarned hair. His neck oozed out a combination of blood and glitter, and he now had a coat, which was disheveled and stained with blood and glitter.

“What...What are you..-“ her voice was becoming faint with fear, as she began to scuttle away from the students.

But, as she looked down from the table she stood, there was nothing. Simply a dark, dark abyss, that seemed to be never ending.

She looked up in fear, and to her horror, discovered that the students eyes were now black, and crying tears of..Ink..?She felt her heart race as she saw the yellow boy’s mouth open at a alarming size, still pointing directly at her. He then let out a horrifying, demented scream that made her cover her ears in pain. The other two students joined along, as they began screaming and pointing, even using their free hand to claw at their faces in agony. A sharp wail escaped her lips as she tried to stay as far as possible, but they slowly floated closer, their screams becoming more ear piercing than before.

“STOP IT! J-JUST STOP!” She yelled, feeling her ears oozing with ink. She curled herself into a ball and hugged herself, screaming, crying, trying to do anything to block the sound of screams of agony besides hers.She was so focused on her screaming that she didn’t even notice that....

It was silent.She looked up, and looked down at her inked hands. She held her head dizzily as she sat up and looked around. She was back in the house...

The sun was still bright, and the faucet was still dripping, as usual. But no one was home. She carefully stood up, and took a shaky breath. It was just her imagination. She closed her eyes, and laid flat on the table. That...wasn’t how her lesson was supposed to go...What the hell happened back there..? Shes probably gonna get-

*drip*

A substance dropped into her cheek, and she flinched.What the- She opened her eyes and rubbed her cheek, looking down at the substance.

It was ink.

Before she even knew it, the yellow boy let out a loud scream before hurling himself towards her, his mouth demented and his eyes, emotionless and dark.

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“NO!”

Sketch screamed as she jerked upwards, her arms flailing around in fear. Colored pencils went flying everywhere as she tried to shield herself with her arms.

“I’M SORRY! I’M SORRY!” She weeped out, her small body trembling in her seat. Shrignold quickly moved closer to her and tried to grab her arms, which were shaking widely.

“Sketch-SKETCH! Hey! Dear, look at me!” His voice grew with concern. The amount of noise quickly earned a few glances of curiousity, and soon, Tony came rushing towards her side.

“PLEASE D-DON’T! I DIDN’T MEAN TO! PLEASE!” She screamed out, tears spilling down her page. Tony carefully grabbed her arms and lowered them from her face, her eyes still shut with fear and screams still escaping her lips.

“Sketch. Look at me.” Tony’s voice was soothing and calm, as he tried to hide the concern that was growing in his chest.

“Sketch, please....” Shrignold put a hand on her shoulder, as he looked at her, worry painted in his glossy eyes. Sketch’s eyes slowly opened to reveal both Tony and Shrignold beside her, Tony with a hand on her shoulder, and Shrignold holding her other hand. She took a breath, and looked at Tony.

“S-Sorry..” her voice was quiet and raspy. He shook his head gently and looked at Shrignold.

“How long was she out?”

“Uh...I suppose, an hour or so.”

Tony looked down at Sketch’s notebook, and he quickly scanned the page. Doodles of landscapes, abstracts and objects filled the page, as well as...Tony’s eyes dimmed as he looked away.

“Shrignold. Take care of her, I will return once I finish helping the others.” His voice was quiet as he looked over at Sketch.

“I’ll talk with you soon.”

He gave her shoulder a gentle squeeze, before getting back up and waking off. As Shrignold began to comfort her, the notebook sat on the tray table, opened to the same page.

On it, was a picture of the yellow boy, scratched out with black, oozing ink.

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Fridge had his eyes closed, and his fists balled up. He had never seen his husband act in such a ridiculous manner. He was treating Spinach poorly; why couldn’t he understand that?!

His eyes were soon opened when he felt a slight tap on his shoulder from the isle. It was Tony. And beside him, was Colin. Fridge pasted a fake smile on his face as he saw the two.

“Hello Tony, hello Colin.” He greeted.

“Is there anything you need?”

Tony glanced over at Colin, before clearing his throat.

“Actually, yes. We just wanted to make sure that you and..Steak Guy were alright.”

“We heard arguing not too long ago..and Bread Boy was getting concerned..” Colin exclaimed. Fridge’s eyes darkened as he clenched his fist even more.

“Ah. Bread Boy.”

Colin gently grabbed Tony’s hand out of fear, and Tony gave him a reassuring squeeze.

“Did you hear that Steaky? Bread Boy! Isn’t he sooooooo important to you?” He sneered, his smile slowly fading more and more.

“Now look what you’ve done; you made him CRY. I suggest we get your little BABYSITTER to take care of him! Oh SPINACH!” He called out, turning his head a bit.

Spinach’s eyes snapped open when she heard Fridge’s voice. She sighed and looked up at him, shrugging her shoulders as if she were to reply with, ‘what?’. Tony quickly waved his hand towards her direction.

“Everything’s fine, Spinach Can! We’re just trying to talk with your fathers, that’s all!” He grinned nervously.

Spinach looked at him, before rolling her eyes and laying down against Larry once again. What was that about?...Meh. Who cares. She didn’t matter to her dads anyways. Tony sighed with frustration and looked at Fridge.

“Listen; I don’t know what’s going on, but you two need to fix it. We’re going on vacation, we’re trying to relax and get away from the disaster we call home, and from the “special events” that took place there!”

“Well it wasn’t MY fault those three ROTTED ALIVE!” Steak Guy turned, his face painted with rage. Tony flinched a bit, and gritted his teeth.

“Well it wasn’t MY fault you killed off one student and forced the other to eat his REMAINS.”

Colin quickly grabbed Tony and pulled him aside. “O-Okay then! I think that’s enough! How about we all just settle down, and-“ “No! How about you two stay out of our business?!” Steak Guy snapped.

“Don’t you DARE speak to Colin that way.” Tony’s eyes were filled with anger as he pulled Colin closer to him.

“Aw, look Steaky! He loves him! How about you, huh? Who do you, “love”?! Surely it’s BREAD BOY, right?! it’s ALWAYS Bread Boy! Never for Spinach, right?!” Spinach, overhearing the dispute, sat up. Larry looked over at her, and looked towards the four ahead of them in concern.

“Bread Boy, Bread Boy, BREAD BOY. Always about BREAD BOY. And who’s in charge of him? Why, obviously the babysitter! SPINACH!” He laughed.

“GOOD-FOR-NOTHING SPINACH! She can’t ever do anything right! All she does is mess up! What a disgrace. Like in our lesson! HA!”

Spinach’s eyes were widened in both rage, and pain, as she heard the words erupt from Fridge.

Larry took her hand and rubbed it entry, before muttering,

“Spinach, don’t listen to them, they’re just saying nonsense-“

“SHE IS NOTHING TO US! NOTHING! ISN’T SHE?!”

Tony grabbed Colin and began to scuttle back.

“Colin, go back to your seat, he’s about to-“

“ENOUGH!”

A loud slap could be heard echoing through out the cabin.

Tony gasped; Colin covered his mouth in pure shock.

Fridge held his cheek as he looked downwards, his eyes widened and his cheek turning a bright shade of red from the slap.

Spinach gripped the seat handle hard, as hot tears poured down her face.

She was right.

huh.

Meanwhile, Steak Guy held his hand from the impact, before muttering,

“I don’t want to hear anything from any of you. Anymore on this trip.”

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Fanservice Ronpa!

Chapter 1: “Kaede Fatamatsu” A.K.A “The Beginning”

(The following story contains a bunch of things that might not be of your best liking such as: slob, obesity, etc., as well as V3 spoilers bad writng Also possbly very OOC things)

It all Started with a note from the producers.

“Dear Miss Shirogane

After making extensive research and data collecting, we have come to the conlusion that Danganronpa’s renewed 53rd season may be cancelled unless massive changes are made to the characters that star in it.

Our ratings have dropped massively in the last few seasons, we need something new to call the attention of the public. Something defying, interesting, and that will undeniably raise our ratings.

Our best wishes,

Team Danganronpa’s staff”

“Massive changes to the characters?”

“Ratings dropping?!”

“Oh, why? Why is everyone seeing less in Danganronpa’s magestic design?”

Tsumugi lamented herself, looking and sounding severely frustrated before slapping herself in the face.

“Chin up, Shirogane!”

“It’s in your hands to keep this wonderful series alive for the world to see!”

“But I’ll need to change so much, and our cast is ready to air already we’re set up and the script needs massive cha--!” She stopped, then mentally repeated her own words, over and over again before a devious grin settled in her face

“Massive....”

Day 3 of the Mutual Killing Semester and no casualties have happened

Kaede Akamatsu was happy, as she layed on her buttom, just outside of the isolated academy.

She had banded her classmates together and was planning to meet up with Shuichi to start piano lessons later that day, what could go wrong?

Monokuma had lost to the power of her optmism and magic words, she was sure of it!

Her thoughts, however, were interrupted soon enough by a piece of paper hitting the back of her head

“Huh, what?!”

She said, looking everywhere, crumpled up paper in her hand as she looked everywhere for the mysterious note writer.

And yes she found no one....

Surely someone was just shy, she told herself before expanding and reading the paper, which quickly piqued her attention.

In shaky handwriting and a perfumed paper, The note read the following

“Dear Kaede

I’ve found something important, a clue to getting out of here, even!

Don’t tell anyone, Monokuma could find out.

Meet me in the shrine in a few hours”

No signature. Anyone would have thought that was weird....

But Kaede beamed with determination

“Surely this is from Shuichi! If he says it could save us, whatever it is it will probably let us leave!” She thought, crushing the paper in her hand.

A few hours later, Kaede walked towards the shrine making sure no one followed her. She made sure to show up earlier than asked, just in case it proved important.

She waited..and waited....And then...She felt something sting her behind, a yelp sounding as the response to the immediate pain, only for it to be followed by drowziness....extreme drowziness...

Kaede woke up, tied to a chair and in an obscured room.

“Wuh....where....” She slurred out, still half asleep

“...Wh...WHERE AM I?!” She yelled, in sudden realization. “HELLO?! SOMEONE?! HELP ME! I’M--” She stopped suddenly, Monokuma’s trademark laugh resonating through the room

“M-Monokuma?!”

“Well, finally you woke up! I was starting to think you had turned nto Kaedead! Upupupupu!”

Kaede couldn’t help but cringe at the bad pun

“Well, okay then. I guess not everyone can bear a perfectly good sense of humor!”

“What do you want, Monokuma?” Kaede demanded

“I ruined your plan and you’ll break your own rules to get rid of me?” She asked, trying to play smartass about the situation.

“Oh, boohoo. Little miss piano thinks I’m ruined, My life is sooooooo done for!” he cackled, looking like he was definitely enjoying the situation.

“You didn’t ruin a thing, you Kaediot! I mean, who do you take me for?!”

“I’m nothing but a fair, square and filled up bear! You hear? You’re here for a different kind of dealio, compadre!”

“You see, I’ve been having a few issues keeping my children calm, you know”

“Being a single papa bear of five is hard! Everyone always going on and on and on about how being a mama bear is hard, no one thinks about us papa bears I tell you!”

Kaede seemed to be taking this insultingly. He kidnapped her just to complain about his children...? Is this how he planned to get rid of the one who ruined his plans?. However, she also had a tinge of fear to her face.

She was at his mercy. This could hurt a lot...She was afraid, but tried to keep her defiant look, for her friends!

“Fine, fine, I’ll get to the point!”

“You see, my small little poor little kubz cant get entertainment anymore! And our super duper special surprise for all of you is taking way longer than we expeced...Puhuh...That’s so bad, they’re just tearing my fluff out, those bastards! The most despairful situation ever! They even keep emptying the fridge with how bored they are and how much running they do trying to keep themselves entertained!”

“So, I thought and thought and thought and thought and thought and thought and-- Look, just picture me with glasses in a reflexive pose for two and a half days!”

“So basically, what I’m trying to say is that”

“I’ll be giving them a lesson! And you, my dear Kaede, the girl that banded the students of the Ultimate Academy for Gifted Juveniles singlehandedly, will be my assistant!”

“W-Wait, what?” Kaede asked, confused

“Less questions and more working, we have people to enter-- ahem... I mean, teach, Kaede!”

And swiftly, the kubs covered the scene with a curtain and acted like they were putting on a play

Monophanie held up a cardboard sign that read “The problem of a modern kink!” as childish music played

The curtain opened up, the scenery completely different and Kaede just looking bamboozled, yells for help muffled by a piece of cloth as the kubz took seat in a circle infront of Monokuma, who was sitting with a book and glasses infront of a control panel.

“Now then, my dead children. It’s Papa Kuma’s storytime!”

The kubz cheered happily

“Today’s story will be...The blonde, the witch and the King!”

“Once upon a time, there was a selfess blonde, who never gave herself some private time!”

“She was always running around, here and there! She helped the emo! She helped the crazy religious bastard!”

“She even went and helped the evil midget!”

“One day, the benevolent King of the town they aaaaaaaall inhabited, King Monokuma the great, saw how much the poor peasant of a blonde was working herself, and chose to reward her!”

”MMPH?!” tried to yell Kaede, confused as the cloth covering her mouth was slowly untied by Monosuke, cackling

“’ I invite thee to my castle for a banquet in your honor, lady Blonde!’ Said the always generous king! ‘A banquet as the reward for your selflessness!’ he remarked!”

“ ‘Oh, your beariness! I’d love to!’ said the peasant blonde.”

“ ‘We’ll offer you as much as you can eat! With no limits!’ He said. And so, they got on their way to the wonderful King’s feast! However, it wasn’t true that everyone was happy with lady Blonde’s actions!”

“People from the rest of the kingdom groaned angrily! So angrily they hides the blue witch to punish the blonde for her actions!”

“ ‘We’re tired of lady blonde!’ they said. ‘She’s just one more of these noble peasant wannabes!’ said some of the younger ones!”

“The blue witch, being as honorable and loving as she was, accepted the job!”

“ ‘I’ll use my magic to forever transform the blonde for being so deceivingly nice!’ and with a movement of the fingers, it was done!”

“Finally at the banquet, with all the food ready, the blonde layed happily, ready to enjoy her peaceful reward!”

“First, she had a slice of pie!”

As monokuma said this, the cloth was dropped, Kaede aiming to yell again...before having pie shoved into her mouth and forced to swallow...It was like blueberry...it tasted really good too!.

“She loved it! So she went to have a chicken leg next, balanced meal after all!”

As soon as Kaede tried to breathe from swallowing the pie, chicken meat was shoved into her maw and she was once again forced to swallow. She looked in pain, she was stressed! What was going on?!

“She loved the chicken too! In a bit of an impulsive decision, she went to eat some steamed tuna!”

It didn’t even wait this time. She was asphixiating but she couldn’t return the food. It was literally being shoved perfectly so she would swallow, with a small window to breathe in between.

She was nervous, she was crying...but she was...enjoying it?

She was confused, blatantly so. The food was so delicious!...It’s almost like it was numbing her senses and...making her hungried....a-and...m-making her horny? Just what was in these things?!

“So lost she was in the foods taste she started to shove several things in! From meat to veggies, to ramen! Pie! Muffins! The king didn’t think much, but lady blonde? She was eating and eating but she knew deep inside something was wrong!”

Giving Kaede just enough time to breathe and react, she was about to complain. That was too much for her to eat so quickly!

“Wai--ULMPH?!” She barely had a chance to say anything, and now she had a tube shoved in. And the food started flowing in, directly into her maw and then stomach.

As it kept coming, a small, taut stomach started to show through her sweater.

Monokuma didn’t stop.

Kaede was being fored to eat and eat without much rest. Just enough to keep her alive.

It hurt. It hurt so much...but she also felt hotter...hungried...

Chicken, Ramen, several flavors of pie, several flavor of cake...

At one point, Kaede gave in to the bears actions and started gulping, if only because she wanted more time to breathe, to stop filling her stomach.

It had started to peek from under her sweater and shirt by the time Monokuma reached the “The end” part of the book and she felt like she was going to blow up...before the darkness returned.

Hours later, she woke up...in a feast table? Her stomach had digested everything already, the pounds having packed on already. Kaede looked horrified at her new fluffness

“Wh-What is this...?!” She asked, before Monokuma once again showed up...with a lamp and a syringe this time

“If it isn’t lady blonde! That was a wonderful show, Kaede! Everyone loved it!”

“L-Loved it?! Show?! W-What?!”

“Don’t worry! Doooon’t worry!”

“You played like a star, now time to eat like one!” He said before shoving another piece of food in the blonde’s mouth.

This time the food felt...different to Kaede.

It was entrancing...addictive....no! She can’t give--

And then, Monokuma flashed her with a lamp

If she could feel her brain, she would feel everything rewiring. Readjusting...Moving over and over again....

And before she knew it...she had tons more of food in her maw....

She felt horrified...What was she doing?! It was like her body was in automatic. She was eating and eating....And then across the table she saw what...looked like a fat, hedious version of herself.

“...Are you going to deny this to us, Kaede?”

She got herself to stop

“W-What....Who?”

“I’m you...I’m what we really want...”

“Admit it...you’ve always been turned on by this...”

“Have you forgotten the many nights blubber was our only companion?”

“The soft landing for the piano freak....?”

Kaede thought about it....It felt like she did’t know what she meant...but at the same time like it was the truth

Before her thoughts her interrupted by a loud PHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT seemingly coming from the wider her across the table....And the same had the face of a pleasure unknown to her...the smell was rancid, horrible....but....why was she feeling so good? Why was she rejoicing in this

“I...I’m not....into this....”

“Are you so stubborn that you deny your own pleasures to your- BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAP...huff....self?”

Not only did the fat Kaede burp...she burped in kaede’s face.

Kaede blushed a bright pink. This wasn’t what she wanted! Not at all! It wasn’t! What was even going on?! Was this a dream?!.

She was still flying through her thoughts as the fat version of herself was stuffing food into her mouth. She chewed and swallowed...and chewed and swallowed...

(I don’t want this...I don’t want this!) She would keep telling herself...More and more food shoveled into her maw.

After a while, an ejection of gas occurred....but this time from her own rump.

She had lost herself in a muffled pleasure, only to be completely embarrassed by it immediately....She was still in denial...still in...denial....still in... deni...al?

She looked back at reality. Her plump self wasnt shoving food in anymore....she was.

The fatter Kaede was glutting herself. Kaede watched intently between chews....She looked so happy...So...sexy....And then before she realized it...she was eating faster.....Her conscience and will vanishing as she ate and ate...seemingly with a bottomless appetite.

It got to the point where she didn’t care she was farting and burping. She wanted to fill her gut...She was so HUNGRY...Hungry to feel good!

Days passed after Kaede’s mysterious disappearance before she suddenly showed up again. Everyone was baffled, outside of the cafeteria.

It smelled like someone had died and they hadn’t even reached the door yet!

Then, suddenly, the door flapped open with the sound of a mighty ‘PLLLLRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT’ and an oddly sensual moan.

Everyone stared in awe.

Kaede had grown massive.

The woman needed two chairs just for her buttcheeks, Her clothes looked like someone had played paintball with her as the shield splotches of several sauces all over her body and chins as she just glutted herself full.

As Kirumi and Ryoma took determination to confront the gigantic blonde, everyone stared even more in confusion as Kaede lift a doughy thigh, along with the blubbery buttcheek, and farted once more, rancid, cheesy blast hitting Ryoma and Kirumi completely in the face before they got her attention.

“Oh, BWRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP-i guys!” She said, chubby face smiling, looking a bit like a clown with all that sauce on her face before she let out a few tiny burps.

“Huff....Were you going to cook something? I’m starving!”

Tsumugi secretly smiled. The first target of Operation Kink service begginning...

[savetheblackpaladin]

OMG I love your newest scenario!!! Can you do the same one but with Keith? (btw, I really love your blog~ you're an inspiration tbh)

(omg ur too sweet?????)

The original prompt was thus:

“Sooooooo I was thinking what would Shiro do if his s/o showed up to party in a sexy black dress just to get him back for spending so much time with Voltron.”

Implied nsfw and some sweet, sweet angst. Just in time for season 3 (¬‿¬)

“Allura…I’m not so sure about this.” You tugged at the front of your black dress, trying futilely to force it to cover more of your exposed chest. “He’s already so wound up from Black choosing him to lead and Lotor nearly kidnapping Lance a-and he hasn’t even recovered from losing Shiro…I-I’m worried this is too much. What if he gets mad at us? Me? What if he thinks I’m not taking his feelings seriously and breaks up with me?” You whipped around and grabbed Allura by the shoulders, shoving your nose against hers, “What do I do? He’s gonna break up with me!”

“Breathe, darling, that’s it,” Allura rubbed her hands soothingly up your arms, “Everything is going to be fine. It’s just a party!” You stepped back and she let her arms fall to her side, “It’s ok to be worried Y/N, but you know Keith best. Do you really think he’d break up with you for a little petty revenge?”

She moved to pick out some jewelry to match your outfit while you deflated and sat on her bed, letting out a petulant ‘no’. She smiled kindly and continued, “Of course not, because he loves you. Silver or gold?”

You pointed at the silver necklace and she continued, “Now I know he’s a little stressed. But he’s taking it out on everyone and frankly, I grow tired of it.” You rolled your eyes, talk about an understatement. Loosing Shiro hit all of you hard, but none as hard as Keith. He lashed out at everyone, believing you’d all given up on finding him, but after the first fight with Lotor he finally came around to the idea that someone needed to pilot Black. Everyone knew he wanted it to be Allura, it made sense right? But when Black responded to him, his already surly demeanor took a turn for the worse as he began to push everyone away. Even you and Lance couldn’t get him to do anything other than train and eat.

“He’s been an–oh, what’s the wording Pidge used the other day? Oh! He’s been a ‘fucking asshole and needs to get that gargantuan stick out of his ass’.” She looked so proud at her use of Earth curse words you couldn’t help but laugh until tears ran from your eyes. 

You struggled to catch your breath and did your best to fan your eyes, trying to stop your makeup from smearing, “Oh my god, Allura! Why is Pidge teaching you curse words? It’s so wrong to hear you say them!”

She shrugged, “Does it matter? I agree.” She moved your hair to put the long silver necklace around your neck and to clip on matching earrings. “You’re his partner and he’s been a jerk. The very least we can do is throw back just what he is jeopardizing into his face.” 

You fiddled with the unaccustomed weight on your ears as Allura dug through jewelry for herself. She’s always so right. After Black chose him, you did your best to try and comfort Keith with soft words and gentle touches and when that failed, you did your best to entice him to your bed. But it all failed and when he began flinching away from your touch, you forced yourself to back off. If he wanted to work this out on his own, then fine. Three weeks later and Keith was slowly coming back to you but his rejection, or whatever it was, still stung. There was a small part of you that wanted to slap that pretty face of his each time he shyly kissed your cheek. 

But he was healing, in his own way. He wasn’t ready to talk or apologize quite yet and you weren’t sure if you were ready to accept it either. “He doesn’t know how to talk about his feelings Allura. He’s been alone so long…”, you sighed, unsure of where you were going with this. 

“That doesn’t excuse his actions, Y/N. Lashing out is easy, and it’s lazy. Now what we are doing is just simple fun.” She sashayed over and pulled your hands in hers, playfully causing you to dance with her, “We’re going to remind Keith just exactly what his actions could have cost him.” Truly, she was a devil.

Keith fidgeted with the collar of his Altean formal wear under the gaze of his fellow paladins. He could do this. He could totally do this. Just say the words Keith. Seriously. It’s not that hard. They’re just words. Oh my god, he forgot how to speak. 

Lance arched an eyebrow as Keith grew steadily redder and looked to Pidge who gave him a smug look, content to continue to let Keith suffer. He looked to Hunk who shrugged, also happy to watch Keith struggle. He called it character building. Lance sighed and wrapped a long arm around the struggling black paladin’s neck, “I’m dying of old age here buddy. You gonna speak or what?”

Keith nodded quickly, grounded by his friend’s touch, “Y-yeah, I’m sorry. I’m just…” He took a shuddering breath and started again, “I was a jerk. (”Yeah you were.”, Pidge quiped.) I was mourning, I’m still mourning. But that was no excuse to treat you guys like shit. You’re my family and you didn’t deserve that. So…I’m sorry. A-and I hope you guys will forgive me.” He quickly looked at his feet to avoid their gazes, hoping that was enough.

Lance hugged Keith close and thumped him hard on the back, “All is forgiven my dude.” Keith smiled as Hunk wrapped him up in another tight hug, crying something about not really being mad at him. Pidge didn’t move from her spot, instead choosing to hold her arms out while making a pained expression, “Well get over here you idiot. I’m still mad though.” She squeaked as Keith spun her around but was happy nonetheless. 

With his apologies to his friends over with, Keith felt some of the past month’s weight lift from his shoulder. But it wasn’t over yet. He already apologized to Coran but you and Allura were the last on his list. And arguably the hardest. Allura he could handle, he was fully prepared to suffer as her sparring partner for a month in repatriation, but you? You were a different beast altogether. He was scared. So scared. How could he possibly apologize enough for pushing you away? What little courage he had was spent every time he kissed you on the cheek. How was he going to spend an entire night with you if you didn’t take his apology? What if this was the end? What if he fucked up his relationship beyond repair?

The castle hall sliding open broke him free from his thoughts. He could do this. You mattered so much to him, the very least he could do was apologize. He. Could. Do this! 

But holy shit, you looked radiant. Keith gulped and felt his jitters return as he watched you adjust the dark shawl around your shoulders. He couldn’t see the dress you were wearing but he didn’t need to to know you looked so fucking beautiful. But when you carefully avoided looking at him and stayed attached to Allura’s side he felt dread settle in his stomach. Oh no…

You managed to keep calm after watching Keith’s face fall as you ignored him. It hurt but eh, payback is one hell of a bitch isn’t it? Allura patted your arm and gave a small smirk as she successfully stirred you two towards the transport pod. Phase one: complete.

Phase two was the fun part. The party was on a recently liberated planet, Lotte, to celebrate Voltron’s success against one of Lotor’s generals. And it was swanky as hell, taking place in what was essentially was an underground nightclub: loud music, flashing lights, and a ridiculous amount of food and drinks. You couldn’t have asked for a better place to get revenge.

You shrugged out of your shawl and snuck a quick glance at Keith over your shoulder. His gaze was instantly glued to your exposed back. Perfect. Your dress was hella short, tight, backless, low cut and it hit all of Keith’s kinks. You saw Lance quickly cover Pidge’s eyes as he took notice before throwing your shawl in Keith’s face, using the momentary distraction to disappear into the crowd.

You felt Allura’s hand close around your wrist as she pulled you through the crowd of moving limbs. She bent over to speak into your ear, struggling to be heard over the music, “Ready?” Hell yes. Time to party!

Keith was going to kill them. All of them. Every single idiot who had the audacity to put their filthy, unworthy hands on you. He ground his teeth harder as another new partner started grinding behind you, his furred hands playing dangerously with the short hem of your skirt. 

That was it. That was fucking it. He growled as he shoved party goers out of his way to reach you. But the eye contact and sinister smirk you gave him stopped him in his tracks. You knew he was watching? His anger deflated, replaced by confusion as he watched you dance a little more suggestively with your partner than was strictly necessary while maintaining eye contact. 

Oh. OH. You dirty little minx. Is that the game you were playing? Keith was a jerk so lets make him jealous by dancing in a sexy black dress with literally everyone in a club except for him. He licked his lips, caught between letting you play your game or shoving that dickhead off you and showing him what a good time really looks like.

Oh fuck it. It’s been three weeks since he’d even kissed your lips properly, let alone seen you in something this sexy. And he wasn’t a man known for his patience.

You smiled as you felt your current dance partner being shoved off, his large hands being replaced with someone intimately familiar. Keith’s familiar cologne, and strong touch nearly overloaded your already overstimulated senses as he pulled you close, his breathing ragged in your ear. Oh how you missed his hands on your hips. The way he somehow held you in a vice-like grip while still treating you like broken glass, the way he projected ‘this woman is mine’ with just his body alone, daring anyone stupid enough to try and take you. Your overprotective Keith was back. 

You felt an involuntary grin break out on your face as you rocked against your lover, not quite grinding against him but just giving him enough ghostly pressure to remind him what it felt like to move against you. “I missed you,” his voice was like honey in your ear and you felt yourself melting against him, “I’m so sorry, Y/N. You didn’t deserve that. I was awful to you and I-I’m so sorry.” You felt Keith drop his forehead to your shoulder but he never stopped rocking his hips to the beat. 

Now, how to accept his apology? You could turn around and kiss him senseless, shoving your tongue in his mouth like you were trying to taste his apology. You could ignore him and continue dancing, letting him simmer for a while longer. Or, you could find the nearest bathroom and let him fuck you senseless. 

Now that was an idea.

You reached up to grab a fistful of hair, tugging his mouth to yours to swallow his low moan as you ground your ass as hard as you could against his crotch, reveling in how quickly he rose to half-mast. He’s always so sensitive, your feisty paladin. 

You smirked against against his lips as he pulled your hips against him, forgetting the music and just grinding his erection against you, gently tugging your skirt higher so he could touch the soft skin of your thighs as he let a hand wander.

“I forgive you, Keith.” You weren’t sure if he could hear you but he must have gotten the gist because his voice was rough with lust against your ear as he nearly growled for you to ‘get to the bathroom this instant so I can fuck you.’ And thank you club music for being unnecessarily loud.

[ru-ruu]

Ive been up and Ive been down….Ive had my feet swept off the ground

BYSOMEBODYWHOJUSTPICKEDMEUPANDTHREWMEAWAAAAAAAYYY!!!!

Ms. Alicia Michelle Howard a.k.a Billie (not to be confused with Billie Jean…), a Chicago legend that has given us numerous tracks and moments over her long lasting career. Of course most notably Love Under New Management (written by the wonderful Ms. Annette Harderman and her late husband Gabriel Harderman), Come Share My Love, Baby Be Mine, Ain’t Nobody Like You and other tunes. All her staple hits and everything you want to hear her perform at a live show. But of course at the Factory we don’t focus on just the hits. The B cuts and the album cuts are just as important and lowkey sometimes better than the singles.

Lets slide on back to 1980, yall know Miki was in a R&B group right? Yall heard of Side Effect?

She was a part of the group for a years, they craned out a funky rendition of Georgy Porgy which is still a part of Miki’s live shows today.

Another popular tune from the group during Miki’s tenure was

I Can’t Play

Ok lets jump to her solo career, the MEAT of it all! Lets share her love for a bit with her first solo album Come Share My Love. We all know about the title track Come Share My Love….

Theres a peak on every mountain…

A shore for every sea….

Its hard to understand were you meant for me…

Theres an answer to a question, but theres no guarantee…

AND I WANNA GIVE IT TO YA GIVE IT TO YA GIVE IT TO YA…..

But have you paid attention to the smooth track titled

Love Will Find A Way

A simple plea for love to find the answer after doing all you can. Nowadays people say love isnt enough in relationships and that love isnt the answer. But without love what do you have? Yeah you need trust and communication and all that but at the center of it all you need love. Thats all we really need anyway…but moving onto the next track that needed more shine and my personal favorite of Miki

Imagination

Before I got into hardcore researching and investigating I thought this was an original song. But nope, its an old Glen Miller tune that was written and composed by Jimmy Van Heusen and Johnny Burke.The tune is what one would call a “Standard”, everyone from Ella Fitzgerald to Frank Sinatra has their own rendition. But theres something about Miki’s version that gives the song power! I believe this was the beginning of Miki revealing that she was a bonafide Jazz artist. Her nickname is Billie…after the late and great legendary Mother of us all Billie Holiday. Miki even played Billie in the biopic Malcom X. But we’re getting a little ahead of ourselves.

Lets slide onto 1987 (sidebar Im still not even born yet at this point) I know I was trying to not highlight her singles and hits buuuuuuuut this song right here…..THIS SONG RIGHT HERE!!!! We all know about the Miki Howard and Gerald Levert love affair it was leeeggggeeennddddaaarrrryy!

That’s What Love Is

Their first duet together was something magical. Hence why I included on my Duets post, go check it out if you missed it. Written by both Howard and Levert and included on her Love Confession album.

This song is just that…..a love confession! In the song they compare themselves to Romeo and Juliet and if you think about it…….thats very fitting. They both come from legendary families, Gerald is the son of the legendary Eddie Levert from the group The O’Jays and Miki’s mother, Josephine Howard, sang with The Caravans. They both deeply loved and adored one another but Miki and I quote is a “Woman of The World” and that didn’t fly in the Levert camp. But they always remained close until his passing. He even wrote on another track on the album

Crazy

Love Confession was filled with love letters between the two,

I been looking for a new love….

Didnt know where it was…

All the time there you were…..

I must have been CRAZY….

Gerald aint slick not one bit! See what happens when artists get involved with one another, they start telling secrets through the music. It’s lowkey sweet and almost like a marriage. It sticks with both parties throughout their entire careers and it’ll always make them think back to that moment when the love was the strongest…..or when whatever emotion was the strongest because there are plenty musical couples that sing songs written by the other party that are break up songs and torch songs sooooooo yeah!

Anyway lets jump to 89 (Im finally born woot woot) and visit her album Miki Howard.

There were some good cuts on there and also her first number one hit! Guess what Im going to talk about first yall….

I’ll Be Your Shoulder

Yeeeessss another Howard/Levert duo, written partially by Gerald (he has writing credits on Mister as well). This track may have solidified the two’s feelings for another. Yes they were deeply in love but here they confess….I’m here for ya baby, when you’re down and out you know you can come to me. Simply put, I’ll Be Your Shoulder! Which eventually is what happened between them, Gerald helped Miki kick drugs or at least played a major role. So these lyrics are true to life, cant say that too much about songs that are out nowadays. Come to think about it the Levert clan were all over this album. Listen to some of the tracks and see if you can hear Eddie and the crew jamming in the back. Also sidebar and honorable mention to Miki’s vocals on the tail end of a song that SHE wrote

Who Ever Said It Was Love

Listen to the veeeeerrrrrryyyy end to hear just how high Auntie Miki can go!

Onto to 1992!! Femme Fatale POW!!

A collection of work with her second number one hit Aint Nobody Like You and a myriad of gems. Miki was always had a classic duet on her albums but this time…instead of Gerald…..she had Christopher Williams on the track.

Hope That We Can Be Together Soon

Yall remember Christopher Williams right? The light skin brotha that was on New Jack City? Had the song Dreamin’ from the soundtrack? And Every Little Thing U Do? Ella Fitzgerald’s nephew? Yeah him and Miki did a cover of a Gamble and Huff tune that was first recorded by Sharon Paige and Harold Melvin & The Blue Notes back in ’75. Christopher was a good choice vocally, veeerrrryyy reminiscent of the original.

Femme Fatale also saw Miki’s “Billie” side  come out once more before the big shebang! Her cover of Billie Holiday’s Good Morning Heartache was a perfectly haunting  tribute.

Good Morning Heartache

Again it was another Jazz standard and another Jazz tune perfectly shaped to her voice. Of course as before everybody recorded the tune but again Miki holds the crown with her cover. She was definitely hinting towards her recording future with this one.

Last track I want yall to listen to from the album is

Cigarette Ashes On The Floor

Im not even going to go into it, please please please just listen to the lyrics. We’ve ALL been there and who the hell says things like this? You make me feel like cigarette ashes on the floor?!?!?! It’s the truth but dam!!

A year later Miki said you know what….I need to sing me some Billie. And thats just what she did. In ’93 Miki Howard released Miki Sings Billie: A Tribute To Billie Holiday.

A tribute to her hero and biggest inspiration. Who has the courage to do an album like that? Now personally I think it should be done more often. Chante Moore should do a tribute album to Minnie Riperton, she already recorded a few of her tunes and who else is fitted to cover a Minnie song? Lowkey…come closer yall lemme whisper this in yall ear….I think Monica should do something for Stephanie Mills. Both of their voices are similar….in a way, so why not?!? Back to Miki though, remember I told yall she was in Malcom X portraying Billie? Well that was a year before this was released so in a way it was a major heads up!

There’s Billie Holiday classics on there like Solitude and My Man and What A Little Moonlight Can Do. But MY favorite is

Don’t Explain

Just listen…’Nuff said!

Jumping over some years and some issues and some scandals and whatever to 1997’s Cant Count Me Out.

Two of my favorite Miki tracks are nestled in the bosom of this body of work. The first being a song that has her longtime friend Chaka Khan and Terence Trent D’Arby (yall know Wishing Well! Dont act like you dont!) and a Stevie Wonder cover.

I Love Every Little Thing About You

The next being

Something I Never Had

Peep the backing vocals on that track! Know who it is? Well…..SAY IT!!! Miki wrote the majority of songs on this album besides the covers. She penned this along with Lemel Humes.

Miki had about three more albums after this: Three Wishes (2001), Pillow Talk (2006) and Private Collection (2008) and numerous tour dates and appearances and hey even a movie about her life!!

  Special mention to the tracks

You Made Me Love You

I remember I first heard that song after I got dumped by my first boyfriend. It immediately made me think of one of the first things he told me”…..Im going to make you love me…..” He did and then he broke my heart seven months later….oh well!

Miki loved to do a cover, she has an album full of them (Pillow Talk). She redid one of my favorite songs

Go Away Little Boy

Now I always got the Marlena Shaw version mixed up with Nancy Wilson’s version. Who can blame me though? Their voices and delivery are almost identical to the T! Miki came through and slapped her own funk on it as she usually does.

She also took on the Ann Peebles classic

I Cant Stand The Rain

She stayed true to the “twang” of the tune whereas Tina made it more current for the times. Both lovely version in their own right!

Last song and I’ll let yall go, some of yall overstayed your welcome and its time for yall to go back to ya mammy house.

Panther

Shes a PANTHAAAAH! Miki described a Panther as the black version of a “Cougar”. She said it sounded more sexy and it fits black women better than being called a Cougar. C’est La Vie on that one…..

Look out for Part 2 of Aint Nobody Like Miki Howard! I got lots more to talk about, we aint done yet!!

Aint Nobody Like Miki Howard Part 1. Ive been up and Ive been down....Ive had my feet swept off the ground BYSOMEBODYWHOJUSTPICKEDMEUPANDTHREWMEAWAAAAAAAYYY!!!! Ms. Alicia Michelle Howard a.k.a Billie (not to be confused with Billie Jean...), a Chicago legend that has given us numerous tracks and moments over her long lasting career.