#but my other favorite is oz and brian…

[quirinah]

oomfs started playing a certain visual novel recently

[yoesku]

its not usually that obvious i just have an undying loyalty to luigi and the other day was like "why isnt oz my favorite??? hes the exact type of guy i always pick as my fav... like luigi...." and then thought about it when i saw you post about bowuigi and went "WAIT A MINUTE"

HAHAHAHA I have a big brain (delusional) also for you anon (I lied when I said I couldn’t draw them) I cannot wait to go home and draw oz and brian as them

[an-apowell]

I created a monster prom mod a while back and wanted to share some of its art.

The last of the four is Vicky! Her shape design is my favorite of the four. It's her legs, I love them.

Character design talk:

She was the second design I was trying to figure out alongside OZ, but I figured him out before I figured out her. She must be the better of the two.

Brian's design played off hers, swooping and facing the other way. She stands tall more than Brian and proud more than Amira and Oz. She strikes a good balance for the four of them. Her alternative outfits are also rather cute. The red goes with her colors rather well.

Link to the mod.

[silvertws]

You know what? At this point I have more written posts than fanarts... I mean, I could post old ones, but idk if it would make sense you know? Anyway.

You may wonder, is this gonna be another Steve Saga or something post?

Oh no, I may be hyperfixated, but I still do love other fandoms, even if they are dead.

Speaking on dead fandoms.

Hi Origins Crew fandom :}

How are y'all doing? How's the feeling of never knowing what was supposed to happen to your favorite character in OoO, SNO,SAO...? Oh and the unfinished storylines in MHO? FTO? do we wanna talk about the cliffhanger in OZ? I mean, luckily some people posted videos about how the storyline was going to go, so at least we got that.

(to clarify, I'm not mad at anyone who was part of the Origins Crew DW, I could never)

Anyway.

Some backstory on how I started watching Origins.

It was summer of 2019 I think? Pretty sure at least, I know it was before I started highschool because I sucked at English before I started watching Origins.

Anyway.

First series was OoO S1 from Brandon's POV, at least that's the first video that got recommended to me, I'm unsure what episode it was, I can't remember if it was before or after the Aphrodite's ball (we don't talk about those, you guys know why. You know.) So I'm not sure if I even watched it all, but I think at the time I did go back to watch it from the first episode.

Anyway POVS right? With OoO S1 I watched Brandon (*cough cough* Brandeen), Jakey, Brian, Colin and some of Xylo.

And can I just say... IT'S BEEN 3 SEASONS, 3 SEASONS IT TOOK TO GET RID OF A FUCKING SWORD, A SWORD, COME ON. AND WHY THE FUCK, CAN SOME PEOPLE COME BACK TO LIFE, AND OTHERS CAN'T, WHAT PLOT ARMOR IS THIS- Istg that was probably the most annoying thing of them all, nothing against the creators, again I feel like I need to clarify! But it's just my personal dumb opinion that I hope nobody takes offense to???

Anyway.

I feel like I should make a post for every Origins Series I've watched, but idk if that would make sense lol TwT

Besides my personal preferences when it came to all the series, I am very grateful to the Origins Crew, they're the reason I'm here today, the reason I know English and they were the first group that really opened my eyes when it came to the LGBTQ+ community and helped me discover myself.

I know that from an outside point of view it might seem dumb, but I do owe a lot to them, all of them, even the ones who left a year before Origins dismantled, even the ones who joined just before people went their separate ways.

Because even if people might say that the storylines were dumb or maybe cliche (which, in some cases they definitely were) in the end, I still loved every moment of it, every episode every dumb character who didn't make any sense or that was weirdly overpowered (I REALLY want to specify which ones but I don't want the whole fandom to come at me, please, any fandom but this one) but to be fair they kinda all were in some way? Or at least had the potential to in my opinion.

I'm not good at keeping a conversation stick to one topic, I tend to sideline pretty often and I apologize for that. TwT

Also idk if it's just me, but when I find a group of people there's always that one that for some unknown reason I just like more and that one who I dislike, again, for no specific reason, just the vibes???

Like for Hermitcraft and Empires it's Pearl, for Fable it's Ulysses, (I love this fish boy with all my heart if anything happens to him I will cry) for Origins it was Colin and Brandon, don't ask why, I have no idea, I just did, still do consider them my favorites.

I kept watching content from the Origins creators after everything went down. Including the drama with some of the creators I suppose... (I still don't understand most of it)

From Devi Devi Academy/anarchy to Glitch generation, to My Hero Eternity, I watched some of the Fnaf content Bryan made just for the nostalgia.

Holy fuck how I miss these fuckers.

Like it was the whole dynamic they had in the group, the mini games videos in character were so entertaining to watch! Especially the crossovers, I tend to rewatch them from time to time even tho I know basically everything by memory at this point.

Honestly they really inspired me when it came to creating my own storylines, and roleplaying, some people may call it cringe, and I get it, but I still think it's fun.

It's been a year.

Well, more technically, but I didn't have Tumblr at the time of the anniversary I suppose? Can you even call it that?

The Origins fandom never felt too big, in my life I've only talked to one other person who knew about them, and it was pretty fun, we watched the uh.. second episode of my Hero Eternity together making theories and stuff, talking about my hero Origins and wondering which characters canonically knew that you know, mr "I killed both my bio parents" was actually alive. (Which from what we know, Flex knows, and I think Colin, not sure tho, because in the 3rd episode, when they were interrogating the hero, our edgy boy mentioned how he had an old "friend" who could get information and data really easily, and now, we all know Mario definitely wouldn't do that plus, did he even interact with the L.O.V.E. as a whole? I don't think so? So the only option that makes sense to me is Colin)

Anyway I drifted away from the concept once again because once I start talking I won't ever stop.

This is a long post, as usual, cause I write a lot when it comes to things I'm passionate about.

I'm very attached to Origins, all the characters, all the storylines, all the silly little things. And I'm never going to stop missing it I suppose? Not in a "omg how dare they break the group apart blabla blabla..." No, I'm just very nostalgic when it comes to it.

I owe everything to them, part of who I am today is because of them.

PS: if anybody wants to talk about this fandom I suppose, please do, please let's start a conversation. I have so many things to say.

Like you know in SNO when people didn't know Lucas and Brandon were SIBLINGS???? and they SHIPPED THEM??? yeah, hi it's me, I'm the problem it's me, HOW THE FUCK CAN YOU JUST DROP A BOMB LIKE THAT ON THE LAST EPISODE MAN, AND HOW DID I NOT EXPECT IT????? luckily for me, mine was very much platonic shipping, so uhhh yay??? Don't come for me guys, it was years ago, please ToT Also I did kinda Ship Lucas with uhh was it also called Jakey???? I don't remember anymore my friend will probably remember this because when the series was happening I'd just go on and ramble about the fact that I didn't know who I should have shipped with the angel boy.

Man shipping anyone in any of those series was HELL, LET ME TELL YOU, HELL. ABSOLUTE HELL, HOLY FUCK THIS IS WHY I DON'T SHIP CHARACTERS AT ALL.

Ok actual PS now:

Please, let's all sit and chat in front of a glass of tumbjuice/tomb juice??? (idk how to spell that, don't come for me) and not get cursed by anything while we do so.

Let's just vibeeeeeee :D

[kennyomegasweave]

8 Shows to Get to Know Me

The rules seem pretty simple, just to list 8 shows to get to know me. Some people have explanations and some don't so we'll see.

I was tagged by @negrowhat.

Teen Wolf (2011-2016, 2023) Okay, I'm not necessarily proud of this one, but it was my favorite show when it was on for it's five seasons and I unironically loved the movie this year. Did it have LOTS of problems? Yes. Do I care? No. Scott McCall is one of my favorite characters of all time. Derek Hale was a flop his entire life and I loved him for it. I legit have two arrow tattoos cause of this show dammit, lol.

Shameless (2011-2021) I'm ghetto white trash. I come from two lines of Slavs and American poor. I will always love it. Was it outlandish? Yeah. Did it show some real ass shit? Yeah. Did I cry at it more than once? Yeah. Did Ian and Mickey getting married heal my heart? No, but it was very nice to see. I legit live in my childhood home on the southside. I am a gay with bipolar. I am technically on probation right now. I don't think I need to say anymore.

OZ (1997-2003) I started watching this show way too young. It was the most ridiculous, dramatic, ain't shit, had no business show. And yet I still own the DVDs and made my best friend start watching it. She's mad as hell at it, but she agreed to watch it knowing she would be mad as hell. And she's now the one being like "fuck we can watch another season, I hate this fuckass show but I want to watch." A win is a win.

Generation Kill (2008) Yes, the American military complex is bad af. But this show is funny as fuck. It didn't hesitate to show these dudes are just regular ass dudes. There was no hero worship. My bestie and I still quote it to each other all the time. Plus the HBO War fandom was amazing back in the day. So many good edits and fics.

Queer As Folk (2000-2005) Okay this show did not hold up well at all. What with the, you know, main relationship that we all loved and rooted for being Brian (29) and Justin (17). But we didn't have anything else back then okay! I still love this show, but maturing is watching it and realizing Ben and Michael were the best couple, Melanie was never wrong and should have left Lindsay, Lindsay was bisexual and needed therapy to stop being dickmatized by her gay best friend she never got to sleep with because he's a gay man, Justin also needed therapy for so many reasons like so many, and Brian needed to like just stop just stop in general.  Also, it legit took 5 YEARS and Justin also almost being killed for Brian to say "I love you" and we all just celebrated that like it was the greatest thing despite it taking FIVE YEARS. Again, it was all we had. But I still love how it showed gay people having sex and enjoying it and not really much shame or whatever. And the "admit the truth, you love him" speech is something I STILL quote for my ships to this day. Like it was very "we're here, we're queer, get used to it" and that was AMAZING for 14 year old baby gay Clyde.

South Park (1997-Present) It's ain't shit to it's core. It's hilarious. It's still my humor. I've been watching since season 7. Sometimes I don't agree with the takes, but lots of times I do. And when it's not even trying to have a take it's just straight funny. When I'm in a low cycle, I put it on and can at least get some laughs, which is hard to do when I can't even get myself to shower and leave my house.

South of Nowhere (2005-2008) Okay. Listen. I'm a gay lady. I wasn’t really coming to terms with it in my teens, despite having a whole ass friend I was having sex with despite being like THIS MEANS NOTHING THIS IS NORMAL IT'S NORMAL TO GET NAKED WITH YOUR HOMIE RIGHT and then she moved and I gay panicked and didn't return her calls ever and ignored her on myspace, then this show came out and I was like ...oh. Oh I see. So yeah. The N had a show about a teenage lesbian realizing she was a lesbian cause she fell in love with her out bisexual friend. And then they had a relationship! And they stayed in it! And like they had sex and it was normal and fine and just yeah. This show meant a lot to me.

TharnType (2019-2021) Honestly I haven't had this show for very long personally but it is one of my favorites. I've watched it twice in less than a year. It's a hot ass mess. It's perfect. It's problematic and toxic and everything I love. Type is on that "I can hit my bitch" gay energy from back in the late-00s, which is bad don't get me wrong, but it's so delicious to watch because he's just so small, angry, and hopelessly in love. He really got the D one time ONE TIME and stayed gagging for it for the REST OF HIS LIFE. That is amazing. That is art. If you can't see how that's not the greatest thing you've ever seen, I'm sorry I can't help you. Techno remains my favorite friend in all of the BL shows I've watched now because everything he did, EVERYTHING, was gold. Lhong was BATSHIT INSANE and it was the greatest thing I've ever witnessed. My bestie has ZERO interest in any of my "gay Thai shows" but she has said she will watch this one with me because "it sounds ridiculous and it's just gonna make me mad, but you already have me watching OZ and that makes me mad so let's do it." Plus it's got "her boy" Mew. It's amazing. I'm making my straight bestie watch it and I am already so ready to watch her watch this show. I even liked the sequel. Type and Techno were really out here like IS HE CHEATING ON YOU WITH THIS GIRL like Tharn was not a whole ass homosexual who already had the convo back in college about trying pussy once and going ew. He really put on a fire fit to scare off a woman claiming his GAY man. Amazing. How could anyone hate this show. I don't understand. lol

Tagging: @whitehinagiku, @maibpenrai, @yourrescuemission, @ohnegroplease

[korrinhorizon]

Each of the Theatre crew’s favorite video game + My sing 2 oc

Buster: Mario party (idk why it just seems his type of game) or board games, any games that require multiple people I guess

Ms Crawly: doesn’t play video games, but does play board games or party games, she’s actually pretty good

Rosita: she definitely plays Cooking Mama, or any games her children play, she has a family game night with her kids, and plays with them in their T.V or just plays party games

Gunter: probably plays Just Dance, or plays wii sports, he would definitely encourage others to join in aswell lol

Clay: ooo he probably plays chess or checkers, or even some card games, and for video games, he would play Guitar hero (because Ash introduced him and showed him the game) he would try to play his songs in the game, and complain “that the game is way harder than playing guitar” or “this is not how you play the song” lol

Now for the young ones

Ash: Guitar hero which is the most obvious, she had been playing it since she was 12, another game she played was Animal Crossing, she just loved how calm and comfy it was (she immediately got New Horizons when it came out and no one had seen her for days until the crew found her at her house farming for miles and bells) and finally she would’ve played Monster Prom in her teenage years, why? She was finding something to play, found it on steam, downloaded it and never looked back. That was probably how she got obsessed on shipping Ryan, Johnny and Zotz. (She was probably a Brian/Damien shipper, and a Scott/Oz shipper cuz why not)

Porsha: liked playing Animal crossing but that’s probably all, she mostly spends time in social media than playing video games but she does join in when the others play it

Meena: Meena would love playing any calm, relaxing and comfy game like Animal crossing, cooking mama, or those organizing games, or just comfy games in general

Nooshy: definitely plays Just Dance, or Mario Cart (she forces others to play it with her, but she usually wins) probably has played Splatoon, and loved the music, Also has played Undertale, had an Undertale phase, and even dressed up as sans for a bit by wearing a blue hoodie, she loved the soundtrack and has it in her playlist

Ryan: Just Dance (I guess every dancer is gonna have just dance) he would force Johnny and Zotz to dance with him as Zotz would do decent while Johnny would fail, due to Johnny only knowing how to breakdancing and simple moves. Ryan would also love playing Pokémon, since it was his childhood game, his first game was Pokémon X, and after that he loved the games and series, (his favorite Pokémon is Blaziken)

Johnny: He definitely has played Pokémon as well but not as long as Ryan. (His favorite Pokémon was Pangoro since it reminded him of his Dad and uncles) He would’ve also played Super Smash Bros Ultimate (he mains Wolf and Lucario) and finally, he would’ve played rhythm games like Beat Saber, or Project Sekai.

Zotz: Zotz would’ve played fantasy type games like, fire emblem, his favorite was Fire Emblem Fates Birthright, or Final Fantasy 7, He also liked playing Monster Hunter games like Monster Hunter 4 ultimate (hehe my first monster hunter game) But in all his favorite video game franchise would have to be. . . . . . . Drumroll plsssss, Kingdom Hearts :D, his favorite game would be Kingdom Hearts 358/2 days and his favorite character would be either Xion or Roxas. He would try to explain the plot of Kingdom Hearts to Ryan and Johnny, in which Ryan sorta got it but got confused at some parts, while Johnny couldn’t understand any of it and that whole time was confused

(I’m so tired imma go to bed now:D)

[sabrinatvband]

Looking for Filmmaking Partner

[EDIT: Someone did contact me about this, we wrote around 40% of the story, and then they abruptly quit the project. Leaving this post up for posterity, but I'm no longer looking for a collaborator and you shouldn't expect to ever see anything related to this.]

Hi, I'm trying to make a movie, and I'm looking for a creative partner, preferably another queer person.

[Drawing of a character from the movie I'm doing concept art for]

SKILL STUFF

I guess I should explain what I mean by "creative partner". I myself am a jack of all trades, master of none. My best skill is probably writing; I once co-wrote an erotic novel with someone. I've written many short stories. I've written a lot of non-fiction stuff, mostly film criticism.

[Note: The best stories I've posted on ROM are probably Miss Latrix and Therapy.]

I've done a bunch of filmmaking related things in the past. I once attempted to make a movie with a few friends, and it didn't go very well. I didn't even know what the 180 degree rule was at the time and so the footage didn't edit, and there were a bunch of logistical problems so we didn't get very far.

Most of what I've done, video wise, is porn. I've shot and edited my own oddly ambitious videos before. I've composited in stuff from Blender into my videos. I'm not very good at using Blender but I've dabbled in photogrammetry and I understand, to a certain degree, how to shoot footage in the best way possible for later VFX work.

I am also a musician. I've recorded a bunch of albums, which can be found on Bandcamp and Itch. I own a lot of audio gear and understand how to do live recording and ADR stuff. [Most of my music is a lot more ambient than this.]

I also am a decent artist. I know how to draw things in perspective, and putting together a storyboard / previs thing is well within my skillset.

I'm a "generalist", basically, and I'm hoping to find another generalist. Not necissarily someone who can do all of the same things as me, but someone who can do at least a handful of them. I want to be able to bounce ideas back and forth throughout the entire filmmaking process.

STUFF I LIKE (That I Hope You Like as Well)

My favorite directors are probably Brian De Palma, David Lynch, David Cronenberg, and Paul Verhoeven. I love De Palma for his filmmaking chops, but also his black comedy instincts and love of artifice / camp. Femme Fatale, Raising Cain, and Phantom of the Paradise are favorites. I love Cronenberg for his dry and acrid wit; Videodrome is such an incredible black comedy, and Crash is a total masterpiece. I like Verhoeven for how fastidious his work is, but also for his bleak satirical humor. Showgirls, RoboCop, and Starship Troopers are my favorites of his. I basically like all three of these directors for the exact same reasons. And Lynch? Obviously Lynch does camp, and he can be hilarious, but his work is just something else. Mulholland Drive and Fire Walk With Me are possibly the most empathic films ever made.

As I said before, I love camp. Elvira, Mistress of the Dark is a personal favorite. Obviously there's Showgirls, which I've already mentioned. Switchblade Sisters is not a movie I love, but I do enjoy how knowingly silly it is. Freeway is kind of like Switchblade Sisters if it was a legitimate masterpiece. Faster, Pussycat! Kill! Kill! is essential evil bitch cinema. Other camp favorites include House of Versace, All that Heaven Allows, Romy and Michele, The Wizard of Oz, and Cry Baby.

And here's a list of random movies I love: Bound, Batman Returns, The Hunger, House, Spider-Man 2 (2004), Down With Love, Scream, Bad Lieutenant: Port of Call New Orleans, The Craft, They Came Together.

The Movie I Want to Make (That You Hopefully Also Want to Make)

I have not done a lot of work on the movie I'm trying to make. I believe in working basically from scratch with another person, so that's it's a real collaboration where both partners are fully invested. The list of notes I've included below is basically all of the work I've done so far.

The movie would be something of a "Woman's Film" parody / pastiche, mixed with exploitation movie stuff. It's a mix of All That Heaven Allows, Showgirls, Freeway, Heartbreakers, and Breathless [not the French movie; the 2012 Gina Gershon film]. It's about a cougar in a loveless and strained marriage. She has a daughter who's in a girl gang / all-female rock band. They are both, to some degree, rivals.

The daughter and mother live in two different worlds: the daughter’s world of delinquency and punk shit, and the mother’s adult world of keeping up with the joneses, passive aggressive remarks, etc. Adults fear the daughter because they think she’s violent and erratic [correct]. Adults fear the mother because they think she’s a homewrecker [correct].

The mother and daughter have foils. The mother has a rival cougar, who's richer and classier. The rival cougar has a daughter who pretends to be a chaste schoolgirl, but it's obvious to everyone except her mother that she isn't.

The daughter and mother have a tough relationship, and it gets worse when a young mother and her vacuous femboy son move into their cul-de-sac [not a femboy in a conscious way; he has no idea that he's not masculine]. The cougar, the daughter, and their respective rivals all want to sleep with the femboy, who turns into the MacGuffin.

The mother manipulates her daughter and her gang into killing her husband. Lots of bitching ensues. Lots of cunt energy. Etc. None of this is set in stone, but this is the basic premise I've come up with.

The Big Problem

This film would presumably be shot in the US [I lived there most of my life], but I currently live in Portugal. If we started chatting and ended up hitting things off, we could work remotely for a while. If we got to a point where we'd finished all of the pre-production [screenplay, storyboards, previs, probably even casting], I would be able to justify flying over so that we could shoot the movie together. But I can't do anything IRL before we've essentially completed the entire movie on paper, Hitchcock style.

If you live in the UK, Canada, or continental Europe or something and you were on board until I mentioned shooting in the US, you should still contact me and we can maybe work on something else!

Contact

Message me here on tumblr if you're interested in working together. Please include some of your stuff!

[hey-haven]

opinions on faith x polly, dahlia x joy, and damien x milo?

Alrighty let’d break this down

- Polly x Faith

Personally my favorite Polly ship. I like the idea of them going from friends with benefits to lovers and it was just a natural progression. Like it kinda just happened with a couple bumps in the road that they easily talked through.

I don’t think Polly is one to have commitment issues, more that I see her struggling with the idea of settling down in general (not just with romance). She doesn’t know if or when she’ll move on and she wants to live her afterlife to the fullest and worries that being all domestic will zap away the fun.

However, I can see Faith show that you can be in a relationship and still have fun. The woman goes on episodic adventures all the time, her and Polly will have a blast together. I can also see them just connecting really well both emotionally and intellectually. Like you can’t tell me they don’t have deep conversations after a session together. I think it makes up for what Polly and Vicky lacks for me and it’s some form of difference in personality as Faith is more reserved while Polly is outgoing and bubbly, but they have more than enough similarities that it still makes sense.

- Dahlia x Joy

Not a fan. Dahlia stresses Joy out, and that’s literally the last thing she needs. I prefer paring her with characters like Brian or Abdu, people who can help her relax every now and then and take a break. I think from her previous evil exes, Joy really needs someone who’s not over the top at all and can help her wind down and enjoy the more domestic side of a relationship cause girl knows she has a toxic pattern going on that needs to end. Dahlia just will not provide that for her, sorry fam.

- Damien x Milo

Literally makes so much sense. In Monster Prom, Damien does deal with a bit of toxic masculinity with his secret passion for drag and hairdressing and makeup, something that he used to keep a secret but no longer does. I can see a universe where it’s Milo who snaps him out of it and encourages him to pursue his passion. They would literally be the most fabulous couple too! They do makeup vlogs together and go shopping!!!

Damien would also tag along with Milo on their assignments just cause death is metal as fuck and thinks the whole process of reaping is cool.

I think they balance each other really well, and they share a lot of interests. Tbh, might be my second favorite Damien ship behind Oz.

*Okay no more ship asks, but thanks so much for participating!!!*

[kiruamon]

Part 18

When had it become so normal for him to wake up and to first see Pip at his side? Today, too, Oz found the little hedgehog right next to him when the entity - still slightly sleepily - opened one of his eyes. Half-sunken in the soft pillow, the sleeping animal had snuggled itself close to his face and was snoring happily and in peace. Oz found it strangely soothing to watch Pip sleep. Luckily, there was no need to hurry today for any of them. The alarm clock ticked softly, but would refrain from waking him or Brian today. After all, it was Saturday. No school. That meant everyone could get up when they wanted, and so far Oz couldn't hear any sounds indicating that any of his other friends were already awake. Probably still sleeping, he thought. With a gentle smile, he looked at Pip, whose tiny paws were occasionally moving in his sleep. Was he dreaming? He wondered what a hedgehog might dream. It didn't seem to be a bad dream at least, Oz couldn't sense any fear coming from the little creature.

Surrounded by cozy warmth, it was difficult for him not to just lie there and fall asleep again. Especially when the room was still covered in soothing twilight and the drawn curtains prevented the bright light of the morning sun from disturbing his sleepiness. Perhaps he would have gone back to sleep for another round, had he not begun to feel a little hungry. Not having quite shaken off the drowsiness of the night, Damien yawned and stretched the muscles in his little legs, which he was stretching from himself before relaxing them again. "What a night. Slept like a bear," he muttered softly to himself. Or like a hedgehog. Didn't matter. He blinked slightly, turned his head, and was as surprised as he was delighted to see that Oz was already awake! "Pfffh, should have figured you'd already be up," he wondered if there would ever come a day when he woke up before Oz. "And... Good morning Oz," he greeted his classmate, whose black hair was still all tousled from the night's sleep. Seriously. He could get used to waking up to a view like this every day. "Good morning Pip. Did you sleep well?" he heard Oz's voice echoing almost as a whisper in his head. Though the little nerd wouldn't have needed to whisper at the first place, with his telepathy and all. At least Damien was quite positive that Oz was only talking to him and refrained from involving his still sleeping roommate in their little morning chat. So the fact that he was whispering anyway was pretty silly. …but also incredibly sweet. With a fond smile he looked at Oz and nodded slightly at his question. "Fucking fantastic actually. I wish the mattress in my bed would be as soft as this pillow." Probably he wouldn't get out of bed in the morning anymore then!

Oz chuckled lightly. Pip sounded so chipper already. Hearing all the cute little chirps and soft grunts coming from the critter next to him made him very happy. "I take that as a yes~", at least if he correctly interpreted the content noises his small friend was making. It was nice knowing that Pip was getting more comfortable living with them. "So… are you hungry? Or still tired?" Normally, by this time during a school day, they would be eating breakfast together.

"Sounds great to me!" Damien immediately agreed enthusiastically, his tail twitching with excitement. Yep, he was definitely starving! He heard Oz chuckle, who obviously interpreted his answer correctly. Gosh, he loved him so much. However, feeling hungry or not… There was one thing he absolutely had to do first! So Damien tried to stand up, which wasn't so easy, since his short paws were sinking into the pillow as soon as he moved. Despite all obstacles and half stumbling, he managed to fight his way the remaining few inches over to Oz's face. Damien raised his neck and muzzle towards the other monster until his nose gently nuzzled that of his favorite nerd. Oz better shouldn't believe he'd let him get away so easily without a good morning kiss!

To be continued.

[monsterfuckin-around]

Sorry for random ask but. Brian profile pic. He's my favorite. The best. Alongside with my other favorite, Oz :D

fellow brian fan! we love him obviously, as well as Abdu and Riona. Nico from the upcoming MonProm game also is hot. teefs are gud.

[sweet-sakura-soju]

Hiya! I hope your doing well! <33

I was wondering maybe if you chould write some headcanons with Oz from monster prom having a short chubbyf! s/o

I was thinking the s/o whould be like a cupid type monster:)

summary-

-just like the request is! Oz with a short and chubby f! s/o, w a side of ✨cupid magic✨

warnings-

a whole lotta corndog shit lmao

as well as fluff, language, and a little bit of body dysphoria at the end!

A/N:

I FUCKING LOVE THIS OH MY FOG SJFNSNFNSNGN THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING THIS I LITERALLY SCREECHED WHEN I- Anyways!! Yes!! Thank you!! Here you go!! (I also added some general oz in a relationship headcannons, I hope you don’t mind!!)

alright

let’s go

He initially convinced himself that he just thought you were really cool

Or maybe that you accidentally spelled him

Became friends with you to make it easier on himself (and to get rid of the weird butterflies in his stomach)

And by him I mean Polly saw you and immediately swooped you into the friend group

When he first realized he liked you, he immediately was like “ah shit how do I fix this-“

Psyched himself out of asking you out, in his eyes you were (and still are) an angel sent from the heavens and is absolutely infatuated by your entire existence, he really has loved you since day one

Eventually asked you out. (Brian coerced him into doing so, Vera and Polly helped him gain confidence)

He is absolutely OBSESSED w the fact that you got your lil love magic it’s adorable

“Babe can you use it on me?”

“You already love me silly”

“Okay and?”

Insists that when you two are cuddling his head is resting on your lap and refuses to move

“Oz honey pls I need to go to class”

“mphfrmhumph. mrphnphafump.” -Oz, using your thighs as pillows

He’s not very confrontational in a direct way but if anyone dares to make a negative comment on your body

Listen man he’s an ageless deity made from others fear, do I need to go into detail?

He has all of your measurements memorized so when he’s out shopping he can swing by your favorite store and pick out anything he thinks you’d like

“Oz. This is the third time this-“

“Do you want me to re-“

“No shut up I love it”

His love language is all of the above, but he mainly loves giving you gifts and physical touch. He’s more subtle about it in public, linking pinkies, one hand on the small of your back, having his body turned towards you, etc.

Oh duh and resting his chin on your head bc awww you’re so short

Behind closed doors he’s a lot more affectionate

Always touching you. Can’t keep his hands to himself.

Arms fully around your waist, shoulder, tucking his face into the crook of your neck, kisses e v e r y w h e r e

You literally need to pry him off of you

Don’t get me started on his little shadows/phobias

One time they tried to spook you pre-relationship

You put a love spell on them (with his consent ofc)

It backfired. They’re absolutely obsessed with you. They love you. Arguably more than Oz.

Jk

He’d fight them for you. He means that. I mean that. It’s a well-known fact.

He’ll lend you his hoodies if you’re into that sort of thing, they fit almost perfectly if you’re stealing one of the ones that are his size

If you like big hoodies he will deliberately go out and get hoodies that are bigger than what he prefers specifically for you to steal

Acts annoyed bc he knows you love it

He can also read you like a BOOK. It’s almost unnerving

“..[y/n] why are you so anxious?? Can I help??”

He saw you blink in an abnormal way

He also understands what it’s like to be insecure about certain parts of himself so if/when he finds out you’re feeling insecure he unlocks his full boyfriend potential

His love and affection borderline competes w Scott’s

intense loving™

On the really bad days he’ll go out of his way to attempt to make you see yourself the way he sees you

Every part of you is perfect in his eyes

And he means that every time he says it

“[y/n], love spell or not, you’re flawless in my eyes. I’m in love with every part of you, even on the days that you don’t show yourself the love I have for you. Why would the person that’s supposed to make others have unconditional love for each other be any less worthy of love from themself?”

All of his awkward and dorkiness aside, he’s really just out here trying to be the best monster he can be for you, through thick and thin.

A/N #2-

I went a little overboard, sorry!! I hope this is what you were thinking of when you requested! I had a lot of fun writing this, so thank you for requesting!

[vanilla0chinchilla]

Send me a Fandom: Monster Prom

The first character I first fell in love with: Oz, because more dating sims need shadowman player characters. The character I never expected to love as much as I do now: Honestly, I came to like Brian, Scott and Aaravi a lot more than I thought I would The character everyone else loves that I don’t: Damien is just okay to me. He's like a chocolate chip cookie in a bakery full of rare and exotic delights. No offence if you like him, I just think he's over shadowed sheer hotness of all the other characters, player characters included. The character I love that everyone else hates: I think Fellow Student is under appreciated The character I used to love but don’t any longer: Miranda used to be my favorite RO, but she was over shadowed by Polly. I still love her though. The character I would totally smooch: I think it'd be easier to list characters I wouldn't smooch, but Polly or Oz top that list. The character I’d want to be like: Scotts really cool, and so is Amira. The character I’d slap: The obvious answer is Lenard, but I'm also not super fond of Hex :' ) A pairing that I love: Oz x Polly, of course A pairing that I despise: I have really come to dislike Polly and Vicky together. There's pairings I dislike more, but I could avoid those easier. Also, it's not just cause I ship OzxPolly, since I love PollyxAmira and OzxEverysinglegirlever. No offence if you like this ship. Enjoy it if you like, I'm just not into it. ^^;

[dustedmagazine]

Listed: Linda Smith

A pioneer of the home recording movement, Linda Smith has released music on labels such as Harriet, Shrimper, Slumberland, and her own Preference Recordings. Captured Tracks issued Till Another Time: 1988-1996 in March, which collects highlights from the period. Chris Liberato reviewed the compilation for Dusted, calling it “an enchanting introduction to Smith’s world of primitive and expansive indie pop songwriting.” This year also saw the arrival of Untitled 1-10 Plus 1, Smith’s first collection of new music since turning her focus to painting almost two decades ago. Here she shares a list of Ten Firsts (in no order).

First Job, 1973

Ticket and concessions seller at a General Cinema in the local mall. Just out of high school and without any idea of my next move, I thought it would be great to see movies for free whenever I wanted. The job only lasted 4 months, due to the somewhat sleazy management and low pay.

First Punk Idol — Patti Smith

Sitting around watching tv late one night in 1976, I came across a musical revelation unlike anything I’d experienced since I saw the Beatles on Ed Sullivan in 1964. Saturday Night Live’s featured guest was Patti Smith, and though I hadn’t tuned in to see her (in fact, I don't think I’d ever heard of her), my six year disinterest in rock music came to an end. Her performance was at once amusing, inspiring, and brought back memories of the 1960s while moving rock music into “another dimension.”

First Trip Overseas — Italy, 2004

(Linda Smith, 2004) I’d dreamed of going to Italy for quite some time when an opportunity to study art there and earn credits towards my late in life degree presented itself. The country did not disappoint but I wish I'd been able to do less artwork and more exploring.

First 4 Track — Fostex X15, 1986

On my lunch break from the advertising dept at J&R Music World in lower Manhattan, I spied this magic machine in the window of an electronics store on Church St. It was small, easy to use, and offered me a way to arrange and play everything on my songs without having to leave my apartment. At first I imagined I’d make demos for the band I was in but the act of recording quickly became an end in itself.

First Favorite Movie — The Wizard of Oz

Judy Garland was the first big film star I knew of, through yearly broadcasts of the film in black and white. “Somewhere Over the Rainbow” was the first song I’d heard that conveyed a sense of yearning for places beyond what you grow up knowing and living in.

First Apartment, 1981

Located on Maryland Ave. near 25th Street in Baltimore, MD and shared with one of my sisters, it provided freedom and a place to hang out with new city friends, playing records (“Juju” by Siouxsie and the Banshees being a favorite at the time) and eating carryout after having lived a bit too long in the suburbs.

First 45 I Bought — "Ticket to Ride" by The Beatles

I bought this in 1966 from a little variety store near where my grandparents lived. The opening guitar riff, along with the first line, “I think I'm gonna be sad…,” seemed to sum up everything I loved about the possibilities contained within a 3 minute pop song.

First Song I Wrote — “Pretty Part of Town”

The song is based on looking out of bus windows while riding through West Baltimore in the early 1980s. Here is a recording of my first band, The Symptoms, practicing it. With Nancy Sexton on bass and Peggy Bitzer on drums.

First Art Museum Visit — Baltimore Museum of Art, 3rd grade field trip

(Photo by Stephen Spartanasm) I had never seen paintings before except in books. The other kids giggled at Matisse’s Blue Nude while I felt as if a new world had been discovered. For the past 15 years I have worked there in the security dept, an art education in itself.

First Big City — NYC, on yet another school field trip, in high school

We must have come into town across the George Washington Bridge because I will never forget the awe I felt upon seeing skyscrapers for the first time. Much later I would jump at the chance to sublet a friend's apartment in order to live and play music there in a band called The Woods, with Peggy Bitzer, Brian Bendlin, and Steven Cheslik-De Myer.

[lichfucker]

do u have starkid recs for someone who obsessively watched and rewatched avpm/s in 2010 but then never pursued any other content? as a side note ive also seen&loved edgar allan poe's murder mystery/dinner party.

I mean. almost all of them are extremely good

if you like parodies, twisted is my absolute favorite of all of their shows. twisted is to aladdin what wicked is to the wizard of oz. will probably make you cry, if you're into that, which I am. holy musical batman is also very good and super underrated. if you like joe walker (voldemort/umbridge) you'll like hmb. trail to oregon is also very fun, though the potty humor can be a little much at times. most people don't like ani, their star wars parody, and I'll admit it took me a while to really Get ani as well-- it's less a musical and more like a movie with a live soundtrack. definitely the most niche in terms of the references (which is a WILD thing to say about star wars but it gets SO specific with the lore). I definitely would have liked ani more if I knew more about star wars. and obv there's also a very potter senior year, but the only thing I remember from it is the gilderoy lockhart mouse prince monologue, and I've never really felt a strong desire to rewatch it

if you're less invested in strictly parody, everything they've done post-twisted has been original stuff. (they did a couple originals before, too-- me and my dick, which really is not worth watching, and starship, which really IS worth watching. kick it up a notch makes me feel shrimp emotions.) firebringer is a fantastic lauren lopez vehicle (draco). work to do became sort of a meme a few years ago. if you've seen any clips/gifs of her rolling her eyes and going "I don't really wanna do the work today," that's firebringer. black friday is the only starkid show that's ever come close to dethroning twisted as my favorite. it is EXTREMELY different from their early stuff. it's a cosmic horror dark comedy about people shopping on black friday. the production value is. incredible. it is shot and edited like a feature film. if you're going to watch black friday you should PROBABLY watch the guy who didn't like musicals first. I didn't like tgwdlm very much, it just wasn't my cup of tea personally (most people I've encountered seem to really love it though). black friday isn't technically a direct sequel to tgwdlm, but they're set in the same place and have a lot of overlapping characters, and most of the "comedy" in black friday comes in the form of references to bits from tgwdlm. tgwdlm is a horror COMEDY; black friday is a HORROR comedy

this isn't technically starkid, it's tin can bros, which is a sort of sibling company to starkid started by joey richter (ron), brian rosenthal (quirrel), and corey lubowich (mostly behind-the-scenes stuff, idk if he was involved in avpm/s at all), but if I spend more than ten minutes at a time thinking about spies are forever I lose my fuckin marbles. spies are forever is about an american spy during the cold war getting back into the field for the first time after the tragic death of his partner. it is obscenely funny-- another treat for lovers of joe walker, joey richter, and lauren lopez-- and also devastatingly gut-wrenching. all the songs are certified jams. I can't say too much about why I love it without spoiling the two massive twists at the end. it's just! it's so! please watch spies are forever. please do it

(personally I haven’t seen edgar allan poe’s murder mystery dinner party yet, but there’s a fair bit of overlap in the cast w saf. I got through my whole spiel before I realized I didn’t actually have to explain tin can bros to you but I was too lazy to delete it lmao)

hopefully that helps! if you want to talk more about my specific opinions regarding each show feel free to message me off anon!

[ongaku-ato-kakikomi]

In that case... You decide to ask the PCs out after they've been humiliated by any of the ROs?

(A/N): Aaaaah, first time writing for the playable characters, but I think I did an okay job. Thank you for requesting, I hope you’ll like it!

+ The art isn’t mine. It’s from aripng on Deviantart! Go check their stuff out!

Amira Rashid:

Amira was known to be a bold, charming and fun person, and you’ve always loved to hang out with her at all times. Her competitiveness would often bring out a side of you you never thought you ever had: with her, you feel like you can achieve anything you set your mind too… and you also feel like you’re right where you’re supposed to be.

It didn’t take long for you to fall for her, that’s for sure. She’s just so confident in everything she does, it’s one of the many things you admire about her. And right now, as you’re about to ask her to go to prom with you, you wish you had has much strength and courage as she usually has.

The fact that she looked like all life has been drained from her eyes when you finally found her that day made you rethink even asking her if she was going to the prom at all. She didn’t seem sad, but rather embarrassed, you know that by how her fire hair is sulking along with her shoulders. This happens every time she’s about to win a game against someone and then immensely loses, though half of the time she manages to give out a genuine smile a few minutes later.

“Amira?” Your voice manages to bring her attention to you, though you can feel the anxiety rising inside your chest when she sets her eyes on your form. “Are you… okay?”

“Meh, just got rejected by Damien, no big deal.” While she seems to straighten her back and give out a genuine smile after those words; you, on the other hand, feel like sulking on the floor. “What about you?”

“O-oh, well, I wanted to ask you something, but…” You rapidly shake your head and turn around, your feet dragging you elsewhere. “Nevermind.”

“Hey, wait a second there, sweet cheeks.” You feel the heat creep up on your cheeks at the nickname, shy eyes looking back at a worried frown settled on her face. “You know you can ask me anything. Come on, do tell.”

You shyly play with your hands, not noticing her lips stretching out into a smile. 

“I’m not gonna let you leave before you do, you know?”

“W-well…” You take in a large breath, trying to find that courage she brought out of you so many times before. “I was wondering… if you would like to go to the prom with me?”

Her expression quickly changing to a shock one is enough to make your heart skip a bit in a panic. 

“If you don’t want to, that’s totally fine! I just really like to hang out with you and thought it would be fun to spend that night together, but… but like I said, I’m fine if you don’t want to-”

“Aye, shut up for a minute so I can talk, alright?” 

The heat rises on your face and you hide it with your hands in embarrassment, believing that you’ve ruined all of your chances now; maybe even your friendship. Though your eyes rapidly flutter in surprise when you feel her pat your head.

“That was adorable, (Y/N).” You give her a confused look, not sure how to interpret the smile on her lips. “Sure, I’ll go with you. I thought I’d have to spend that night alone, but having fun with you sounds like a great plan.”

A huge smile breaks out of your lips. “Really?”

She gives out a chuckle. “Yeah, of course.” She gives you a wave just as she walks away. “I’ll pick you up at six, alright?”

As usual, Amira makes you feel like you could take over the world.

Brian Yu:

People you meet at your school either scare the crap out of you or makes you incredibly nervous all the time, mostly because they’re either very threatening or always do dumb shit that almost kills you just because they can. Needless to say, your everyday life is very stressful, and Brian is the only one who manages to bring you some sanity when everything feels like falling apart.

He probably hasn’t noticed; the guy’s almost always sleeping or zooming off when you’re hanging out, but he’s just so chill and so calm, the whole atmosphere around him always makes you feel safe. You could stand under a tree and stares at clouds with him for hours, with no need to talk about anything at all. 

He’s just perfect like that, and you often wonder if he ever sees you the same as you see him.

Until one day, he proves to you that he has, in fact, never seen you that way, and thus by simply asking out Miranda for prom out of nowhere and in front of everyone. Needless to say, she did not replicate his feelings, nor did she reject him in a nice way, and so now you’re forced to pat his back with your own broken heart while he silently engulfs food for his own comfort.

“I’m sorry to ask you this, but…” His black eyes turn to you when you speak up, his mouth full of his favorite food. “Why did you ask Miranda out? You barely talked to her since I’ve known you…”

“Ah…” He blinks a few times while he gulps in the rest of his food, trying to find the right words to answer you. “I don’t know… she’s been talking about finding her prince, I thought I could be hers for one night.”

You stay awfully silent after that revelation, your heart aching while your mind race with things that could maybe cheer the one person making you happy in this world. You give out a small smile a few moments later, deciding to go all in.

“Well… how about you be mine instead?”

You can feel the heat spreading on your neck when he turns a surprised expression towards you. “Huh?”

“I-I mean… if you really wanna be someone’s prince for one night, you could have just asked me.” You look down at your lap in embarrassment, not being able to stop the next set of words from coming out of your mouth. “Because… I kinda already see you as one since you basically save me every day…”

Your breath gets cut in your throat when his fingers brush a strand of hair out of your face, your (e/c) eyes looking up to see him with a contented smile on his lips.

“If the prettiest princess is asking, then who am I to say no?”

You both love and hate how calmly he can say those kinds of things.

Oz:

Oz has always been the shy and mysterious person around, but after spending so much time with them thanks to your group of friends, you’ve managed to discover that they’re an absolute and adorable geek. You love how passionate they are with their hobbies whenever they manage to step out of the insecurity net they’re often trapped into, but you also just love spending time with them whenever you can. They’re very sweet and you just wanna do your best to make them happy, especially since they’re often anxious or depressed. 

You know how horrible it is to feel those things, and so you always know to just be there for them and to remind them that you’re there for them. You’re always gonna be there for them, even if they break your heart in the process.

You always knew they had a crush on none other than Scott, they’ve told you once in a whisper at a night out with everyone. It hurt to know, it still does, but all you want is for them to be happy. 

Today, they were supposed to ask out Scott for the prom and they were nervous about it. You understood why: you’ve tried to tell them about your feelings for a while but always bailed out because of your own anxiety. But for Oz case, they were only two possible outcomes: either Scott accepts to go to prom with them, or he rejects them in a nice way.

Turns out he rejected them in a nice way, and now Oz’s shadows seem to be sulking even more than usual as they stare at empty spaces.

“I’ll never find love.” The words rip your heart’s tissue apart, your fingers slightly crisping the back of their shirt. “I’m just good at being alone.”

“Don’t you dare say that. Don’t even think about it.” You grab their shoulders and make them look at you, your eyes looking for any kind of light in their black orbs. “You will find love, okay? And you’re not alone, I’m right here. I’ll always be here. Even if I die, I’ll come back as a ghost and haunt you.”

They manage to let out a small chuckle, but it sounds hollow and you can see the tears sprinkling in their eyes. “It’s kind of you to say those things… but we both know that no one will ever love me-”

“Someone already does!”Their eyes go wide in shock just as your fingers tighten their grip on their shoulders. “It’s me, I love you. I-I’ve loved you for months and I will always love you. And I don’t care if you don’t love me back, because I want you to be in my life… even if it’s just as friends.”

“You…” Their words barely manage to come out of their lips. “You love me?”

You free their shoulders, the heat creeping up on your cheeks another proof of the embarrassment you’re suddenly feeling after blurting your feelings out of nowhere. “Y-yeah…”

“Well… that’s… a lot to process…” 

You feel a last amount of courage bubbling up inside your chest, the heat rising on your face. “Wanna… go out for lunch and talk about it?”

They blink a few times, then nods. “Yeah… Yeah, I would like that.”

You know they probably just want to talk so they can understand why you love them, especially since they tend to believe that no one loves them, but you’ll take it.

You’ll do anything to prove to them that they deserve love.

Vicky Schmidt:

For as long as you can remember, Vicky has always managed to bring a smile to your face. Her cheerfulness and her will to always do her best to achieve her goals and make others happy are what you admire the most about her… and also why you secretly love her so much.

You noticed how she would always go out of her for others, but almost no one would make sure that she gets some happiness back too… and since you weren’t too courageous enough to talk to her about your feelings yet, you decided to put anonymous letters in her locker. Not necessarily love declarations (though you do have left those), but just little notes to brighten her day or to make her feel better if she ever feels insecure about something. 

Of course, she absolutely loves them. Every day, you could see that her smile was brighter, her eyes shinier and that she would laugh more than usual. It made your heart bursts with pure happiness and love knowing that you were the reason behind all of this, and even though it hurt that she thought Liam was the one behind all of this, you were happy for her.

And so, one day, you decided that you would tell her that you were behind all of this… even if she rejects you after it, at least she would know that you were the one who wanted to make her so happy in the first place.

The only thing is, when you finally manage to find her in a hallway, her usual happy expression has now turned to a devastated one, her hands grasping onto a piece of paper you remember putting in her locker the day before.

“Vicky?” She turns wide shocked eyes towards you, her expression not changing in the slightest. “… are you okay?”

“I-I… I thought…” She opens and closes her mouth a few times before she manages to explain what happened to you. “I thought Liam was the one sending me those letters, but… when I talked to him about it, he just… made fun of me!”

You kinda feel bad that she had to live through such a hard humiliation from the vampire, but you can’t help to let out a smile. “What made you think it was him?”

“I-I don’t know, this letter…” She looks down at the piece of paper, confusion spreading on her features. “It said…”

“To meet them here today, then you saw Liam and thought it was him?”

“Yes! Wait-” She squints her eyes at you. “How do you know that?”

Your smile stretches out, trying your best to ignore the heat on your cheeks. “I wrote the letter. And all the letters before that.”

“Huh?” She blinks rapidly before a wide grin spreads on her cheeks. “For real?”

“Yeah, I was-”

“Let’s go on a date!” It’s your turn to open your eyes wide in surprise when she suddenly attacks you into a tight hug, her words resonating inside your head. “That’s what you were gonna ask me: if we could go on a date?”

“Y-yeah-”

“Good! It’s settled!” 

She gives your cheek a kiss before she runs out of the hallway, her giggle following her around. You just smile like a dumb person, feeling the butterflies spreading inside your chest.

[mirkwoodshewolf]

Wizard of Oz Queen x pre-teen reader Chap. 1; Somewhere over the rainbow

*Author’s note*

And here it is guys my next MOVIE AU fic series. This time this fic based on the classic movie “The Wizard of Oz”. Now I realized something, I was copying and pasting what I wrote in my author’s notes on my Wattpad when I was mentioning this. I know I didn’t really ask you guys about casting choices for this fic, it was only on Wattpad but I think you guys are gonna love whom I’ve chosen to be each of the lovable Wizard of Oz characters that we all probably grew up with.

Warnings: Dog bites, mentions of putting down dog, bit of angst, Paul Prenter, but there is 70′s Queen fluff so expect that.

Taglist:

@plethora-of-things​

@waddles03​

@psychosupernatural​

@ixchel-9275​

@simonedk​

@jd-johndeacon-or-jackdaniels​

@queensdivas​

@queendeakyy​

@kairosfreddie​

@platawnic​

@geek-and-proud​

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The summer of 1975 would be a year I would never forget for as long as I live.  Not only did I see history come to life, but I also experienced something that almost seemed right out of my favorite movie, The Wizard of Oz.  But before I begin, I would like to tell you who I am.

My name is (Y/n) Gale and I live at Rockfield farm studios with my Aunt Em and Uncle Henry.  My parents died in a car crash when I was just 4 years old, so my uncle Henry (my father’s eldest brother) took me in and he and Aunt Em became my parental figures.

The only thing my parents left behind was my fateful Welsh Corgi that I named Toto (yes I named him after the dog from the Wizrd of Oz, deal with it).  He’s literally the only thing I have left to remember my parents by and he’s always been there for me when I needed him.

I was 12 years old when the famed band Queen came to our home/farm to record their next big album.  And throughout that time I grew close to them, and like I mentioned before it was also the day that would change my life forever.

And so our story begins.

It was mid-July and I was running back towards the house with Toto at my side.  I had been asked by my uncle to go to the market to grab some food for the guys, however I was forced to go along with the band’s ‘manager’ Paul Prenter.

God that guy just really pisses me off.  He’s creepy, manipulative, and wicked.  Toto always sensed something off about him cause whenever he came around, Toto would bark and try to bite him.  This time he did manage to finally bite Paul on the leg after he snapped at me for not grabbing the right apples for Freddie.

After he bit him, I took Toto and ran right out of the store with Paul threatening to get the police involved.  We stopped just a few feet from the house and I knelt down to Toto and said.

“I think we lost him. He didn’t hurt you did he?” I checked him over and felt no bumps or cuts.  I hugged Toto close to me and sneered, “He tried to though. But we better go tell Aunt Em what happened. We can’t let the police get involved. C’mon Toto.”

We took off running the rest of the way home. I hopped over the fence that surrounded our home and raced down the hill with Toto running just ahead of me.

“Aunt Em! Aunt Em!” I soon came up to the farm to see my aunt and uncle near the old incubator counting the freshly hatched baby chicks. “Oh Aunt Em you won’t believe what happened at the market! Paul said……”

“(Y/n) please dear we’re trying to count.”

“But Aunt Em Paul said that he’s gonna get the police to take…..”

“Not now (Y/n)! This old incubator finally died out and we’re more than likely to lose all of our chicks.” Uncle Henry said to me sternly as he placed some of the chicks into his hat.

“Aww the poor little things.” I grabbed on chick and held it close to my face so that it wouldn’t die of pneumonia.  As Aunt Em placed some of the chicks in with their mother in a small chicken cage, I continued to tell them. “But at the market place Paul was yelling at me and Toto was just defending me! Now he’s gonna get the police to take Toto away! But like I told you he was just protecting me cause Paul was yelling at me for picking up the wrong apples that Freddie likes!”

“Now (Y/n) we’ll discuss this matter later. Right now go find that young lad who said he was an electrical engineer and ask him if he could have a look at this incubator.” Aunt Em told me.

“But……”

“No buts. Right now go!” she ushered me away before going back to the baby chicks.

“Yes Aunt Em.” I spoke solemnly before turning away from the farm and walked towards the studio building where I saw John Deacon before I left for the market.

As I walked along, I felt like something was following me.  I looked down to Toto who kept walking beside me before getting ahead of me.  Suddenly I was picked up and thrown over someone’s shoulder.

“And he finally takes her by surprise and hauls her over. The fierce hunter finally gaining the upper hand!” that soft, slightly raspy voice came from none other than Roger Taylor.  I could hear Toto’s frantic barking and he even hopped up and down.

“Roger put me down!” I laughed.

“Fine, fine. But first a little payback.” Suddenly I was spun around like a helicopter.  The two of us laughing and shrieking before I was finally tossed into the hay pile. “Victory and Vengeance is mine at last!” he then collapsed into the hay right beside me, the two of us laughing.

“You’re nuts Roger Taylor, you know that right?”

“And what’s wrong with that? Nuts are like your Aunt Em’s cookies it’s the nuts that makes things interesting.” He said as he hovered over me grinning.

“Yeah. Nuts, handsome but brainless.”

“Oi I resent that! I do have a brain! I got my degree in biology after all. So I’m more than just a handsome face.”

“I thought you were a dentist?”

“I was never a dentist and you know that. God I can’t believe Brian and John told you about that.” He said as he bopped my nose with a strand of hay.  I raised my hand up and took some hay out of his blonde hair and retorted.

“I’m glad they did, cause now I can brag to my friends about how the drummer of Queen could’ve been their dentist.” It was then Roger began to tickle me.

“Swear you won’t tell that to anyone and I’ll stop.” He threatened as he tickled my stomach.  I was kicking up hay until I finally gave in and told him I wouldn’t. With that he stopped and grinned down at me while I tried to regain my breath.

“You’re insane Roger.” He shrugged cheekily.

“But you love me for it.” He said as he bopped my nose again before laying down close to me again.

“Yeah I do.”

“So—do you want to tell me just why you looked upset earlier?” I looked down sadly towards Toto and finally sat up and said.

“Paul’s threatening to have the police take Toto away just because he bit him.”

“He did?” he shot up and looked down at Toto who looked at us with a soft wag of his stub tail. “Atta boy Toto!” he cheered. He patted his leg and Toto soon tried to make his way up the hair pile.  

But he sunk down into it due to his size so Rog quickly grabbed him and held him in the air.

“It’s about time someone gave that irritating, self-absorbed bastard a good bite ehh?” Toto barked and tried to lick Roger’s face.  Roger brought Toto close to his face and he then began to lick the blonde drummer’s face. Rog softly chuckled as he ruffled through Toto’s fur.

“But Paul said he’s gonna get the police to take him away. What if that really happens?” Rog turned to me and handed Toto back to me as he said.

“I wouldn’t worry about that prick. He’s all talk and no bite. He’s threatened me once or twice about having me being kicked out of the band cause of my constant groupies. But Fred and the others wouldn’t dare replace me.”

“They’d be crazy to.”

“Indeed. But—if by some miracle he’s serious, I’ve got your back. Okay?” I nodded as I stroked through Toto’s fur.

“Thanks Rog. Toto’s—he’s the only thing I have left of my parents. If he’s gone then so are their memories.” Roger brought me into a one armed hug and rested his chin on top of my head.

“I know love. I know.” We stayed there for a moment before I asked him.

“Rog? Is—Deacy still in the studio? I almost forgot that my Aunt Em and Uncle Henry want to talk to him about our broken incubator.”

“Yeah. He’s still working on that song of his. Still won’t tell us what it is but that’s how John is.” I slide off the haystack and set Toto down and told him to come with me. “Oh hey!” I turned around and Rog continued, “I forgot to mention Brian and Fred are in there. So if they’re arguing, you now have a heads up.” I nodded and Toto and I raced to the studio.

The first thing I heard were Brian and Freddie’s voices talking over one another.

“I think Brian dear, this guitar solo you have for my song is beautiful but it needs more…...more…..You know rock and roll feel.”

“Well you know I’m always up for that Fred.” I shook my head at the two of them and that’s when Toto went on ahead and met up with John who was sitting in the corner with a clipboard and a stack of papers around him.

Toto immediately hopped up onto his lap.  Ever since they came, Toto’s always been more driven towards John Deacon than any of the other guys.  It might be because of his quiet personality, or some kind of aurora about him that only Toto can tell but any chance he gets, Toto will always want to hop onto Deacy’s lap.

“Well it would seem we’ve got a surprise visitor.” John soon spoke up as he set his stuff aside and rubbed Toto’s head. Brian and Freddie soon turned towards me and Brian said.

“And another.”

“(Y/n) my darling don’t be shy, you know you can always welcome here.”

“Sorry guys I didn’t mean to interrupt anything.”

“Oh nonsense dear come on in!” Freddie gestured with his hand gracefully.  I walked into the studio when Brian said.

“(Y/n) come here.” He gestured with a come hither of his index finger.  I walked right up to him and he immediately began going through my hair and removed a strand of straw in my hair. “How on earth did you get some much hay in your hair?” he asked as he kept going through my hair for more strands.

“Two words. Roger’s revenge.”

“Ahhh. Blondie got back at you from when you scared him into the chicken coop.” Freddie said.

“I tried to tell him that our hens were defensive over their chicks but he wouldn’t take no for an answer.”

“That was rather funny seeing those hens chase after him. And that one that even got on top of his head.” Brian laughed.

“Yep that’s our Gloria. The most protective mama hen of them all.”

“Roger must’ve looked like a tramp to them. So Mama Hen’s gotta do when mama Hen’s gotta do.” Freddie spoke.

“That’s the natural instincts of a mother. I already know Veronica’s feeling that for our son.” John said as he kept petting Toto who was now lying across John’s lap.

“Here one last strand and then you’re free to go.” Brian told me.  This one was the most difficult one as it actually pulled against my hair.

“Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!”

“Sorry.” Finally the hay strand came out and he gently massaged my scalp to ease the tension. “There, all done.”

“Thanks Brian. Hey Deacy, my aunt and uncle are wondering if you could have a look at our old incubator. It broke down and they want to know if you could fix it.”

“Yeah, I can have a look at it. I can come back to this song later.” He stood up and folded it into his back pocket when Freddie spoke up.

“Deacy dear when can we see this new song you’re writing?”

“You’ll see it once it’s ready. And not until then.” Toto followed at John’s heel as the three of us now stepped outside and walked towards the farm.

“So what is your song about anyway?” I asked.

“Oh no I get enough baggage from Fred, don’t you start now.” He groaned with a playful grin.

“I’m not. I’m just asking out of curiosity.” He sighed and looked down.

“Even if I told you, I doubt the others would allow it to be on the album.”

“Why’s that?” we stopped and that’s when he took his lyric sheet out from his pocket and looked down at it before handing it to me. I took the papers in my hands and unfolded them and right across the top in large handwritten font was the phrase.

YOU’RE MY BEST FRIEND (For Veronica and Robert)

“You’re my best friend?” I questioned.

“I know. Not the typical hard rock title song that a rock band would call a song. But I—I really wanted to write this song for Veronica. After……everything’s that’s happened with the sudden pregnancy, her parents utter disapproval of us having the baby before marriage. I really wanted her to have something happy for once in her life. Plus—she’s kept me grounded when the fame of rock and roll gets too much.”

“I think it’s a pretty song. I love the lyrics. I would probably listen to this song over and over again.”

“But it’s not really a song that a rock band would do. God I can already hear Roger’s complaints about this song. Especially with the line ‘I’m happy at home’. Sounds corny doesn’t it?”

“To some yeah, but I think it’s sweet. I mean I don’t know Veronica but the way you talk about her and your son it’s—it’s sweet Deacy. I think you should show this to Freddie and he’d back you up 100 percent.”

“You really think so?”

“I know so, right Toto?” Toto let out a couple of barks as he looked up at Deacy wagging his tail happily.  He smiled and ruffled both my head as well as Toto’s as he said.

“Thanks you two. At least I know two fans of this song already.” I smiled but it soon dropped as I saw what was coming up the trail of the house.

Riding up on the bicycle I had left behind was Paul Prenter and right behind him was the sheriff’s car.

“Oh no.” Deacy turned to see just what was going on and he muttered.

“Oh great now what did Roger do?”

“It’s not for Roger, it’s for Toto. He actually went through with it oh my god he went through it!” I panicked as I grabbed Toto.

“Hey, hey, hey poppet calm down.” Deacy assured me as he cupped my face in his hands. “Whatever happened we’ll fix it okay?”

“Will you?”

“We’ll do our best.” John assured me with a kiss to the center of my forehead as his thumbs stroked my cheeks.  Paul hopped off of my bike and the sheriff parked his car before stepping out.

“Right there officer. There’s the dog that bit me!” Paul proclaimed as he pointed at me.  Roger who soon came up to see what was going on stood right by my side as he said.

“Prenter how dare you call this sweet little girl an animal!”

“No Roger I meant the beast she’s holding!”

“Alright Mr. Prenter let me handle this.” Sheriff Hooper soon said as he came up to us.

“Officer whatever that man has told you it’s utterly false.” Roger demanded.

“Step aside son, the both of you. I just wish to speak with Ms. Gale and get her side of the story.” Sheriff Hooper said firmly.

“You can’t interrogate a minor. Not without her guardians present.” Deacy spoke up.

“Very well son. (Y/n) is your aunt or uncle home?”

“They should be inside the house by now.”

“Alright, let’s move this discussion inside.” Sheriff Hooper walked towards the house while Paul glared down at Toto and I but Roger and Deacy stood protectively in front of me.

“You got something smart to say, you say it to me first Prenter.” Roger sneered.  Paul didn’t speak a word as he slunked away behind Sheriff Hooper.

Inside my aunt, uncle, Paul, Sheriff Hooper, and myself and Toto were in the living room.  Sheriff Hooper told the band to stay out of the affair since it wasn’t any of their business.

“That dog is a menace to this household. I’ll forever feel unsafe until we take our leave unless that thing is taken away and destroyed!” Paul demanded.

“Destroyed? Toto! You can’t do that. Auntie Em, uncle Henry you wouldn’t allow that to happen will you?” I pleaded to both my aunt and racing up to my uncle as I held Toto in my arms.

“Of course we won’t sweetheart, will we Em?” Uncle Henry assured me.

“Oh please Aunt Em,” I raced back over to her chair and pleaded, “Toto didn’t know he was doing anything wrong. He was protecting me. I’m the one who should be punished cause I didn’t catch him in time. You can send me to bed without supper and have me do twice as many chores for the next week.”

“If you don’t allow Sheriff Hooper here to take that dog, I’ll threaten to have this whole studio be taken away from you! There’s a law that protects people against dogs that bite!” Paul threatened.

“How about if she keeps him tied up? He’s really gentle, around gentle people that is.” Aunt Em said.

“Well that’s for the Sheriff to decide.” We all turned to Sheriff Hooper who took a drag of his cigarette.  He exhaled a large puff of smoke and cleared his throat.

“Unfortunately with the evidence of a pretty severe bite I cannot let it slide. I’m afraid by law I will have to take the dog and have him be put to sleep.” He said grimly.

No. No, no, no, no, no, no they can’t do this! It was just one bite and it was in self-defense! Toto was just trying to protect me since Paul tried to hit me.

“Well we—we can’t go against the law (Y/n), I’m afraid poor Toto has to go.” Aunt Em said sadly.

“Now you’re seeing reason.” Paul said as he stood up.  Sheriff Hooper then took out combined leash and muzzle.

“I’ll have to put this on him so that he won’t attack anyone while I put him in my car.”

“No! No! I won’t let you! BACK OFF! YOU BOTH GO AWAY or….OR I’LL BITE YOU MYSELF!!!” I screamed out.

“(Y/n)!” Aunt Em scolded me.

“Paul Prenter you’re a wicked old witch! Please Aunt Em don’t let him take Toto!” I then felt Paul trying to reach over me trying to grab Toto.  I struggled as I pleaded, “DON’T LET HIM TAKE HIM!!”

“Take him Henry!” Aunt Em said gravely.

I watched helplessly as Uncle Henry took Toto out of my arms and held him while Sheriff Hooper put the muzzled lead on him. Toto whimpered and groaned as he swayed his head side to side due to the muzzle.  My uncle then handed Toto over to the Sheriff and he tipped his hat and said.

“I’m sorry. Good afternoon Gales.” With that Toto was gone.  Tears poured down my face as I quickly raced out of the living room and slammed my door shut.

I raced over to my bed and wept hysterically into my pillows.  How could they do this? Grown ups ruin everything! Why did they have to take the one thing that reminded me of my parents.  

I’ve forgotten what they look like, how they acted towards me, and all the memories I had with them cause I was too young to remember them.  The only thing I did remember was when they gave my Toto as a birthday present.

“(Y/n)?” I heard Freddie’s soft voice call out to me from my window.

“Please……I don’t wanna see anybody.” I whimpered.

“We’re so sorry (Y/n). If we could intervene we would but—” Brian said.  It was then we all heard Paul’s horrid voice call out.

“Freddie! Boys! We’re going to our next recording location. Pack up your things and let’s get going now!”

“Hold on we weren’t supposed to leave till three days from now!” Roger exclaimed.

“Plans change. Let’s leave. Pack up and get into the cars.” Great, as if things couldn’t get any worse I was now losing my new friends.  The only ones who really understood the situation I was in and stood at my side.

“Well—I guess this is an early goodbye dear.” I felt Fred’s hand gently stroke head.  I curled up into a ball refusing to even give the guys a final goodbye.

I heard a solemn sigh from the guys and soon all was quiet except for my sniffles and crying.

*3rd Person POV*

The boys packed up their stuff and packed them back into the cars.  Meanwhile Paul had given his last statement for the Sheriff against his dog bite. Roger turned and glared at Prenter and growled.

“You know Toto should’ve bitten him in the mouth, that would’ve shut him up.”

“Rog. Look I hate this as much as you do but the law is the law.” Brian said.

“Well the law is bollocks!”

“Darling I agree but Brian does have a point. A dog bite is serious. I mean if someone else’s cat came and attacked one of my darlings I’d damn well sue the owner’s for neglect. But Toto is a sweet dog, at least between the four of us.”

“I just feel bad about (Y/n). Toto was the last thing she had of her parents. With him being—you know….it’s like she’ll lose everything about them.” Roger spoke solemnly.

“She’ll be alright.” John said as he soon walked across the three of them and placed his bass guitar into the back of the car.

“And how do you know that?” questioned Brian.

“I just know.” Freddie raised a brow and could tell his little Deacy had done something very naughty.

“Alright boys. On we go to Ridge farm. There we’ll finish this album and deliver it to EMI.” Paul said as he got into the front seat of one of the cars.

Then each of the boys piled into the cars they came in and soon they as well as the Sheriff drove off.  When all was clear, peaking out from the grass was a now unmuzzled Toto.

Earlier while the Sheriff was with Paul, Deacy snuck up to the cruiser and unlocked the door and had freed Toto.  He removed the muzzle from him and told him to go hide and not to come out till everyone was gone.  Loving John as much as he loved (Y/n), Toto obeyed and now he was free to run right back to his master.  He let out a few barks before coming through her window and standing right at her side.

*My POV*

I heard a familiar bark coming from my window but I thought I was just imagining things.  That was until I felt a weight beside me and a lick at my fingers.  I looked up and gasped.  Toto was back!

“Oh Toto darling! Oh you came back! You came back!” I hugged and stroked through his fur, leaning my head against his. But then reality hit me.  I held him close to my chest as I said, “Sheriff Hooper could come back for you if he finds you gone. We’ve got to get away. We’ve got to run away!”

I quickly grabbed my suitcase and packed the first things that I touched.  My clothes, a picture of me and Aunt Em, a flashlight, and a shawl to keep warm.

Once I was packed up, Toto and I snuck out the window and we raced out of the farm and walked down the muddy road trail.

It felt like hours since we started walking. The once clear skies now grew dark and grey and the sun was long buried underneath the dark clouds.  Toto walked right at my side when we came across an abandoned car along the side of the road.

It looked freshly new but why would anyone want to abandon a car like this.  It looked in good shape and looked like it could still run.

“Hmm? Now why would someone want to abandon a car like this?” it’s nice black coat gleamed even through the cloudy weather.

That’s when a man around my uncle Henry’s age, maybe even slightly younger came walking back with a tank of gas in his hands.

“Ohh well. And here I thought I was going to be stranded all on my own.” He wore a nice black suit, had short dark brown hair, and green eyes.  He looked like a nice man with a good head on his shoulders.

“We didn’t mean to impose sir. We were just walking along the trail here.”

“Pretty young to be traveling alone aren’t you miss? I mean it’s none of my business, I just seem concerned for your safety.” He said as he came up to the car and set the gas tank down.

“I can look after myself.” I sassed.

“Oh I don’t doubt that. I’ve got a daughter around your age who acts just like you. God that child will give me an ulcer one of these days, but I love her just the same. Sorry, Jim Beach. Although one of my clients insist that I’d be called Miami.”

“Wait—would that client be named Freddie Mercury by any chance?”

“Indeed. You know of him?”

“He and the rest of Queen were staying at our farm for a while completing their album.”

“Ahhh so you must be one of the Gale’s we were told about who owned the farm studio.”

“Yes. I’m (Y/n) Gale.” I extended my hand and he took it as we shook hands.

“As I said earlier, Jim Beach. I’m the band’s lawyer. I only came by to check and see how the lads were doing. And to see if they hadn’t killed each other yet.” He muttered the last part to himself.

“They’re doing good. Well last I saw them. They left the farm earlier this afternoon.”

“Already? But we had them scheduled to stay at your family’s farm house for three more days.”

“That’s—a long story.” I said as I looked down at Toto.

“Hmm. Let me guess, Paul’s idea?”

“How’d you guess?”

“I’ve had my suspicions of Paul Prenter. He’s never really had Queen’s, especially Freddie’s, best interest at heart. But unfortunately there’s nothing I can do about it. I’m not their manager. John Reid is.”

“Well—if I may say Mr. Beach I hope eventually you do end up managing them. You seem to really care about Queen.”

“They’re—a unique bunch. Chaotic and insane. You almost want to pull your hair out at times but……they know what they want and they work together for being 4 completely different people.” I nodded.

“Mr. Beach. Would it be alright with you if Toto and I came along with you to tour with Queen?”

“Umm……I don’t know. What would your parents think?” I looked down sadly.

“They—they died when I was 4 years old. The grownups that own the farm are my aunt and uncle.”

“Oh I’m—I’m sorry.” I shook my head telling him it was fine. “But if I may ask—why do you want to come along with me?”

“My aunt Em and Uncle Henry don’t really understand me anymore. They agreed to have Toto be taken away and be put to sleep all because Paul says he bit him. Ever since the guys came to the farm I’ve had more fun than I’ve had in years. Plus I’ve never been anywhere outside my farm or the nearby market. I want to see the world, go where Queen goes.”

Hearing the stories from the boys about all the places they’ve gone on tour from Japan, to America, all over Europe, and even Australia (even though they were booed off the stage) it’s still amazing to think they could freely travel around the world.

And I want to have that experience.  Travel the world, see new places, meet new people, and be with the people that really love and understand me.

“Hmm…..are you positive that’s what you want?” I nodded. “I mean, if it were up to the guys I’m sure they’d probably let you come but I…..oh nothing. You probably wouldn’t want to hear about it from an old man like me.”

“Hear what?”

“Well. I know that around these parts everyone knows everyone.”

“That’s right. Even though the closest house to our farm is miles away, everyone’s friendly to one another when we see each other.”

“Well. On my way back from the gas station, the clerk there had gotten a call from a frantic aunt who was calling about her niece running away.” I gasped.

“Me?”

“Well I didn’t hear a name but the clerk was very concerned for the frantic aunt. I think I even heard him asking her if she was okay. She might’ve sounded sick.”

“Sick?”

“Again I didn’t pay much attention but he did sound worry. But if that is true I really hope she’ll be okay.” What have I done? Could my running away really have made Aunt Em sick?

“Come on Toto we’ve got to go home right away!”

“But wait I thought you wanted to come along with me and the boys?”

“Oh no, no, no I’ve got to get home as soon as possible. Come on Toto!” we raced back up the trail and I exclaimed, “Goodbye Mr. Beach and thank you!”

*Jim Beach’s POV*

Worked like a charm.  I grabbed the tank and began filling my car up with gas when the wind suddenly started to pick up.  Leaves were blowing high up into the sky and the clouds grew even darker.  

I ceased my gas filling and quickly turned on the radio and heard along the weather station.

‘It would seem for the first time in over 30 years we’re seeing signs of a Tornado reaching from Monmouth to Bristol. Winds traveling at over 180mph. Please be advise to go into your storm cellars, keep away from the windows and stay out of the open fields.’

Oh god.  I quickly got back in the car and started up.  Oh that poor kid I hope she makes it home in time.  And if the boys are still on the road, hope they can get to a shelter in time.