#cozy noir

[smashpages]

Out this week: Beneath the Trees Where Nobody Sees #1 (IDW, $3.99): 

Patrick Horvath’s “cozy horror” story featuring a town populated by anthropomorphic characters and serial killers proved to be one of 2023’s biggest successes in the comics world, and this week it wraps up. I’ll miss the book, as well as the poems they used for the solicitation copy:

At the end of this issue, someone will die; There’s no way to avoid it, so we simply won’t try; A horrific plan drives the fate of our bear; And unspeakable actions will give quite a scare; Join us now, as we finally lift the veil As this, my friends, is the end of our tale!

See what else is arriving at your local comic shop this week.

[faiirygrahamdevanily]

🔮🦄mlb reverse special & mlp frenemies being IDENTICAL – what the hay

🦋the one playing leader meanwhile their the weakest of the trio:

🐈‍⬛the silly unhinged one holding the group together with their friendship is magic spirit:

🐞the smart bug leader girlboss doing her own thing:

🔮🦄the silly one playing with dolls:

🔮🦄tirek/hawkmoth acting like he's in charge & let's their 'assisants' do the work:

🔮🦄they NEED to work as a team yet they only argue:

🔮🦄bonding over the common enemy:

🔮🦄zero trust they're not betraying each other at any given moment + betraying attempts at any given moment:

🔮🦄mlb should have had a song like mlp did with 'better way to be bad':

🔮🦄clawnoir surprisingly has no rose scene though + even grogar matches the supreme with being the main villain giving orders around but staying hidden in their lair:

🔮🦄highly recommend watching frenemies in a nutshell by roundtrip

🔮🦄if you LOVED the reverse special then mlp season 9 episode 8 'frenemies' is a must watch (no mlp lore context required):

🩰🦄funfact: queen chrysalis & tirek are the same voices as lydia & slyder from barbie and the diamond castle. did you know barbie movies & mlp g4 share 80+ voice actors? Here's a tumblr masterpost with EVERY name, pictures & trivia <3

🔮🦄end of post

[blaacknoir]

4 - Fighting for the remote control

@cozycornerevents

"My place. I'll be there soon. Noir will unlock it."

Kevin looks at the phone in disbelief. Is he… asking me to be at his place… without him? He rereads the text again, just to make sure he got it right the first time.

"Noir will--aw man."

It isn't that Kevin dislikes Noir. He's afraid of him. The man is six feet tall, silent as the grave, and moves surprisingly quietly for a man his size in his costume.

"Welp," he says, getting up. He has no idea when Homelander will be back, so it's best to go ahead and get this over with. He tucks his phone in his pocket and heads towards Noir's apartments.

It takes a few minutes to gather the courage to knock. He taps the door once and it immediately opens. Not a lot, but enough to see Noir's "face" looking down at him.

"Uh," Kevin stammers. This guy always makes him nervous. "I got a… a text?" He holds up his phone. Noir takes it from him and reads it. Without a word, he hands it back, nods, and steps out into the hallway.

It's an awkward walk to Homelander's apartments. He thinks. Maybe this isn't awkward for Noir, maybe this is just a Tuesday for him.

They reach the door, and Noir pulls out a key from one of his many pockets, opens the door, and gestures for Kevin to enter.

"Th… thanks," Kevin manages to stammer out. Noir fixes him with an intimidating look that is only made more intimidating by the fact that Kevin can't see his eyes, then turns on his heel and leaves.

Kevin closes the door and leans against it, his legs suddenly jelly. Okay well that was terrifying.

He looks around nervously, like he's expecting the Homelander to pop out from behind a piece of furniture.

"Hello?"

Of course there's no answer.

"Guess I should… make myself at home? Oh god I'm talking to myself." He gives a shrill little giggle. "Okay uh. TV. Watching TV shouldn't get me in any trouble."

He takes a seat on the Homelander's sofa and grabs the remote. As he presses on, he wonders, not for the first time, just how much TV one man can need.

He flips it to Shark Week and settles in. *** "What are you doing here?"

Kevin flinches at the sound of his voice. He holds up his phone and once again says, "I.. I got a text…"

The Homelander grins, flashing those shark teeth. He approaches Kevin and gives his shoulder a squeeze that's just a bit too hard. "Ahhh, I'm just messin' with ya," he says in his All-American Voice. Kevin tenses, all senses on high alert. The iron grip releases and the Homelander's face grows serious. "Come on fish fucker. Change the channel. We're not watching whatever porno you've got on."

"But I'm—I think you'd actually like this if you'd watch—" Kevin blurts out, immediately flinching at himself. Oh god why did I just say that. The Homelander's face darkens.

"I said—"

Before he can finish his thought, however, the screen shows a great white shark breaching, a seal clutched in its jaws.

"Okay..." he says, his voice trailing off. His eyes are fixed on the massive predator as he sits down. "I'll humor you. This time."

[melonmelts]

I love raccoons

[eggbunni]

I’ve been staring at this pen, mouth watering with NEED, ever since I started collecting fountain pens back in October 2021. And now it’s mine. MIIIINE. ✨🤩 The Monteverde Regatta Mother of Pearl in Rose Gold is just… Chef’s Kiss. 💋 Sugar for the eyes. An elegant addition to any desk.

Here’s what you should know about this gorgeous fountain pen.

1) The cap is magnetic in an extremely satisfying way. It pops off easily, and even POSTS magnetically (not that I write with it posted anyway — the balance is fantastic without it, IMO).

2) The rose gold Omniflex nib is NOT A FLEX NIB. Learn from my mistake and don’t do what I did in this video, which is attempt to flex it as much as I flex my vintage pens. Yikes. The tines are super easy to misalign and cause hard starting by over-flexing the nib, because it’s not actually a flex nib. It’s just a SOFT nib, despite the name. 😅 Woopsie! Thank goodness I’ve dabbled in nib repair, because I was able to set it back correctly. 😆

3) This pen. Is so. PRETTY. You will find every excuse to write with it! 😍

And tell me this Monteverde Mercury Noir ink isn’t beautiful? I love the Noir line. Deeply saturated dark inks that are readable, wet, and lovely to write or draw with. Can recommend.

[problematic-fictive-edits]

"If its not too much trouble... a moodboard for a Spider-Man Noir introject with themes of escaping violence, found family and warm things? I'm not sure if that's specific enough so I apologise if not"

~💖 Bebe

[gothprentiss]

god never let me forget that classic noir rules. never let me forget how much i love a whole genre that is chasing its own tail

[xhanisai]

what’s the point of writing ML fics if you’re not gonna have Adrien’s POV be like “His Marinette, his Lady, his Buguinette, his Ladybug, etc” and Marinette’s POV be like “Her Adrien, her Chaton, her minou, her future husband, etc”??????

[miraculoussly]

Everyday I remember reverse lovesquare briefly existed and I feel blessed

[blaacknoir]

Domaystic 2 - "I'm Not Wearing That"

@cozycornerevents

"I'm not wearing that."

You pinch the bridge of your nose. You expected some pushback when you showed the Homelander the outfit you'd picked out for him—nothing flashy, just a nice sweater and a pair of khakis—to wear to parent-teacher conferences.

You weren't  expecting... this.

I'm not sure why I didn't expect it, you think to yourself. The man's as stubborn as the day is long.

"It's not even for me," you tell him. "It's for Ryan. I just don't think making a big flashy entrance at school is going to be good for him or help him fit in."

He rolls his eyes and makes an agonized groaning sound.

"Alright, alright," he concedes. "If it's for Ryan, I'll... go incognito." He says the last two words like he's describing some sort of disgusting task.

Which it might be, now that you think of it. You don't think you've ever seen him in civilian clothing, let alone his secret identity. Not even when he was just starting out. This might just be too far out of his comfort zone, even for R—

"Well?" He stands in front of you, shrugging. "Does this look as awful as it feels?"

It doesn't. The outfit actually fits him better than you expected. You walk over to him, take his hand, and kiss him on the cheek.

"You look as handsome as ever," you tell him. The sour look is still on his face, but you can see a smile forming at the corners of his mouth. "Let's round up Ryan and head to the school."

[chumbie]

i think that it is counterproductive to harass the current zaum employees because they have little to no control over the current situation however it’s a little crazy to see some of the things they’re saying! you do realize that you are also going to fired in the near future, right. like i would be looking for another job if i was you.

[ciltilladeltilla]

In her essay in the collection Reading the Cozy Mystery, Susan Rowland compares the average detective story structurally to the Grail-quest. An act of violence throws the world into disarray and must be healed by the truth and brought back into harmony, but the person who does so must represent the missing parts of that harmony (in this case clarity of thought and perception).

Cozy mysteries, the argument goes, are the minimum viable structure for this 'wounding creates wastes, healer purifies them' monomyth, where - to quote Rowland directly - "the wasteland exists only and to the extent of the mystery and is thus transmuted in one gesture". Because of this, the detective can essentially be anyone - the shattered state of grace that must be rescued is simply normalcy or questionlessness.

Extending this a little, I think the reason noir protagonists are fast talkers who do more colliding than detecting is that they represent a past or future where action is meaningful, rather than a prelapsarian harmony as such. In other words, I think noir settings are iterated wastelands, where many many crimes have gone unsolved and their respective wounds never healed.

[dianereviewsbooks]

The Ghost Goes to the Dogs Review and Giveway

My Review Penelope, Pen for short, is part-owner of a bookstore in rural Rhode Island. She is also a single mother who talks to ghosts in her head. Actually, it’s just one ghost. Jack was a 1940s private investigator until he was murdered in Pen’s bookstore. Now, he and Pen investigate crimes. In The Ghost Goes to the Dogs there is a doozy of a crime, a local woman is shot on a rural lane walking…

[witchee1014]

Blogging A to Z: Day 14 - Noir and Cozy: The overlap between noir and cozy mystery genres

This blog post explores the overlap between the noir and cozy mystery genres. It discusses the characteristics of each genre, examines how they intersect, and provides examples of works that blend noir and cozy elements. The post encourages readers toexpl

Photo by cottonbro studio on Pexels.com Hey there, fellow cozy mystery fans! Are you ready to dive into the dark and mysterious world of noir? No? Well, how about a cozy mystery instead? Oh, I know! How about both? That’s right, we’re going to explore the overlap between the two genres and see what happens when we mix a little bit of grit with a whole lot of charm. First things first, let’s…

[crazy-pot-pourri]

[Books] Cena con delitto nel castello di Balmoral di Chris McGeorge

Titolo originale: A Murder at Balmoral Autore: Chris McGeorge Prima edizione: 2022 Edizione italiana: traduzione di Gloria Pastorino (PIEMME, 2022) (more…) “”

[seivsite]

KITTY’S CHARM.

includes: lyney x fem!reader. lyney knows reader but reader doesn’t know lyney, he’s a cat like the one in his hat, soft kisses, fluff, lyney is a flirt & a tease, not proofread — wc: 570

“Ah, hello there, kitty,” you whispered softly, your fingers gently caressing the small cat’s fur.

“What brings you out here all alone?”You picked up the cat, feeling it nuzzle against your knee with a gentle lean.

“Meow〜”

“Alright, little one, I’ll take you home. Just remember, no wreaking havoc on my couch,” you playfully cautioned, cradling the cat tenderly as you made your way back home.

Upon arriving home, the cat gracefully hopped out of your arms, already making itself at ease in its newfound surroundings.

“Why so restless, huh? You’re already at home,” you teased, watching the ebony feline’s paw gently tap at your pants.

As night fell, you embarked on your customary routine—slipping into comfortable pajamas and placing a glass of water on your bedside table. The dark cat followed suit, sauntering into your room and settling onto your bed, finding a cozy spot as you nestled in.

“Come here, kitty,” you coaxed, spreading your arms and the blanket invitingly. The cat nestled in close, its content purrs of delight filling the air as you held it close.

“Goodnight, kitty,” you murmured, bestowing a tender kiss upon its nose before surrendering to a tranquil slumber.

Nestling closer to the warmth beside you, you sleepily enveloped it with your arms.

To your astonishment, you realised an arm in your grasp, and tracing further down, your fingers met another hand. As your eyes shot open in shock, you were met with the sight of an ash-blond man in your bed.

“WHO ARE YOU, AND WHY ARE YOU IN MY BED?!” you exclaimed, launching a pillow at the man, who adeptly evaded it.

“I’m Kitty, or you can call me Lyney," he replied, his innocent smile attempting to defuse the situation.

“The magician? How and why were you a cat?!” you persisted, only to be silenced by his finger pressing gently against your lips.

“Well, Madam, it appears I accidentally imbibed a potion and found myself transformed into a cat. Thankfully, you stumbled upon me and came to my rescue. So, might I offer you anything in return for your kindness?” he inquired playfully, conjuring a rainbow rose in his hand and extending it towards you.

“I’m not… quite sure,” you mused, holding the rose delicately in your hand. Suddenly, you felt his finger gently lifting your chin.

“How about bestowing me with another kiss?” he teased, leaning closer to you.

A rosy hue tinted your cheeks as his enchanting smile held you captive.

“That kiss was meant for the kitty, not you,” you stammered, nervously pressing your lips together.

“Hmm, but I’m still the kitty in human form, aren’t I?” he persisted, his playful tone lingering in the air.

“Come on, just one little kiss,” he pleaded, his eyes sparkling.

“Not a chance.”

“Not even on the cheek?” he pouted, his playful charm impossible to resist.

“Ugh, fine,” you relented, your exasperation evident in a soft groan. You leaned in to plant a swift peck on what you believed to be his cheek, only to find him moving his head, causing your lips to meet his in a surprising twist.

“Thank you for the sweet kiss, my lady,” he whispered, a playful wink accompanying his words.

He chuckled softly as he watched your cheeks turn a delicate shade of red. Your endearing display of shyness only deepened his affection for you, making him fall even more head over heels.

NOTES. he’s very writeable, i keep thinking about cat noir whenever i write about him

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