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request: OMG I’m so excited!!! A smut story about bepsy being reader’s cameraman please 🤭

reader = pink

bepsy = purple

warnings: fingering, p in v, some swearing & small fluff lol

Reality

since dating bepsy, also known as your cameraman, it’s been challenging to maintain a composed demeanor whenever he’s filming you. you found yourself constantly looking at his facial features instead of the camera.

getting lost in his eyes, even the chat noticed it. they didn’t know you were dating him; they just knew him as your cameraman. they didn’t know you had sexual relations with him or that he was your boyfriend of eight months already.

when you met him, it was at a party hosted by banks when new members were signed up. banks had introduced you to him. the black zip-up hoodie and cod shirt he was wearing caught your attention, and his nerdy demeanor made you want to get to know him better.

you guys talked that night about how u knew banks, thinking you were just one of those girls that were interested in banks. but it was the complete opposite, you actually knew banks since the clout house days, you both shared a sibling bond.

you told bepsy that banks was essentially like a big brother to you. his expression changed when he heard you over the loud music, screaming, and the chatter.

he asked you for your number that night, and of course, you gave it to him. he was a good guy with good intentions, and he was also very good-looking.

the next morning, he texted you, asking if you wanted to go out with him. excitement surged through you as you typed back, agreeing to join him.

the “date” was incredible, you both shared similar interests, and he found out you were also a streamer looking for a cameraman.

he wasn’t a cameraman; he was more like an assistant to faze. he would help them brainstorm ideas and stuff, but he offered to be your cameraman.

you genuinely believed that was the end of it, thinking he wasn’t interested and simply sought another job opportunity. however, for him, it was an opportunity to strengthen your bond. It appeared that he desired to be friends first before asking you out.

after a month of him accompanying you every day as your cameraman during your streams, your friendship blossomed and strengthened, becoming more stronger than ever.

he decided to finally ask you if you’d be his girlfriend. he wasn’t sure what your answer would be, considering the strong bond you’ve formed as friends.

he asked you while you were taking a walk through the park, and of course, you said yes. you’ve always wanted to be with him since the day you both met.

Today, Wednesday 11:35pm

it was a good stream to say the least, doing irls with adapt all day since the other faze boys are in miami for a week, and jason being in the uk and not coming back till the 28th of march.

that left you and adapt alone at the faze house, and of course bepsy.

you couldn’t keep your eyes off bepsy all day. his fluffy hair and beautiful face made it hard to entertain the chat.

once you both got home after the stream you still couldn’t keep your eyes off him.

he steps into the shared bedroom, the atmosphere relaxed and familiar. with a casual ease, he unzips his jeans, the sound breaking the silence. he lets the denim slide down, revealing his comfy sweatpants. after a quick stretch, he steps into the soft fabric, feeling the warmth of the room.

you sat at the edge of the bed, eyes locked on him, barely able to breathe as you watched him. heat pooled low in your belly, and you instinctively pressed your thighs together, desperate for relief. the thin fabric of your panties grew damp with every passing second, betraying just how badly you craved his touch.

“fuck, stop looking at me like that, y/n,” he said, his gaze locking onto yours with an intensity that made your heart race. as he pulled his shirt down, the fabric clung to his form, accentuating his physique. the moment felt charged, the air thick with unspoken tension, as he shifted slightly, the soft rustle of his sweatpants adding to the intimate atmosphere. his expression was a mix of playful challenge and vulnerability, drawing you in even closer.

you could feel the heat rising between you as he took a step closer, the playful tension hanging in the air. “what are you thinking?” he asked, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips, his eyes still locked on yours. you could sense that he was waiting for your response, the moment feeling electric.

as you opened your mouth to reply, the playful banter took a turn, and you both started to laugh, breaking the tension. he reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair behind your ear, his touch sending a shiver down your spine. “come on, don’t leave me hanging,” he teased, leaning in just a little closer, as if inviting you to share your thoughts.

the atmosphere was charged with anticipation, and you could feel the connection between you both deepening, making you wonder what might happen next.

“I—just… you look so good right now.” you leaned into him, your heart racing as your lips met his. the kiss was electric, sending a rush of warmth through you both. he seemed surprised at first, his eyes widening, but then he melted into the moment, falling back onto the bed with you.

the softness of the sheets beneath him contrasted with the intensity of the kiss. you could feel the surprise fade as he responded, his hands finding their way to your waist, pulling you closer. the world around you faded away, and all that mattered was the connection you shared in that moment.

“woah,” he said with a breathy laugh, both of you pulling away from the kiss, panting for air. you wrapped your legs around his waist, grinding slowly against him, feeling the heat between you intensify. his veiny hands gripped your butt, guiding your movements as you felt a rush of exhilaration.

with a teasing smile, you leaned in for another kiss, this time your tongues dancing together, playfully fighting for dominance. the kiss was passionate and wild, igniting a fire that made everything else disappear.

you feel his member gradually hardening beneath you, pressing against you through the layers of fabric, sending waves of heat through your core. his hands are no longer tentative—they roam your body with a growing hunger, tracing the curve of your back, gripping your waist firmly, then gliding up to your neck and shoulders, his fingertips leaving a trail of tingling anticipation in their wake.

when they reach your butt, he squeezes possessively, pulling you even closer as your bodies grind together. both of you moan into each other’s mouths, breaths shallow and desperate, lips parting and clashing in a rhythm that matches the electric tension between you. without breaking the kiss, he leans back just slightly, his eyes dark and urgent as he quickly motions for you to slip out of your jeans, the silent command thick with desire.

as you rise from his lap to peel off your jeans, he wastes no time—his hands grip the waistband of his sweatpants, shoving them down in one swift, eager motion. the air between you feels charged, thick with anticipation, as you both strip down further, exposing more bare skin to the warmth of the room.

when you lower yourself back onto him, the heat of your bodies meeting without the barrier of clothing sends a sharp jolt through both of you. his hands instantly find your hips, fingertips digging in slightly as he pulls you closer, savoring the sensation of your thighs pressing against his.

the contrast of soft skin against soft skin heightens the intensity, your bodies now moving in sync, every subtle grind and shift causing small gasps and deeper breaths to spill from parted lips. the friction, the warmth, and the intimacy of your exposed bodies make every touch feel electric.

his hands slide smoothly beneath your shirt, fingertips grazing up your ribcage until they slip under the band of your bra. the feeling of his palms finally on your bare breasts makes your breath hitch, his touch firm yet tender as he begins to knead them gently, thumbs brushing over your sensitive peaks. a soft moan escapes you as his touch deepens, making your body press even closer to him. without missing a beat, he tugs your shirt upward, and with practiced ease, pulls it over your head, throwing it aside.

you fingers fumble slightly at the clasp of your bra, but the anticipation and heat between you both quicken your movements. the moment the clasp gives, the straps slip from your shoulders, and your bra falls away, leaving your bare chest exposed right in front of his hungry gaze. his eyes darken as they linger on your exposed skin, and the warmth of his breath fans across your chest as he leans in closer.

you sit now in nothing but your panties, your skin flushed and hypersensitive, while he remains clad in his shirt and boxers. the imbalance makes the air between you heavier, more charged, as his hands roam slowly back to your hips, pulling you forward to close the gap again, his lips hovering just above your skin, eager yet teasing.

as he leans in, his lips finally close around one of your nipples, the sudden warmth and wetness making you arch into him instinctively. his tongue circles slowly, deliberately, sending ripples of pleasure through your body before he begins to suck, his lips creating just the right amount of pressure. a breathy moan escapes your lips, and without thinking, you gasp his name, the sound trembling with need.

the second he hears it, his grip on you tightens—fingers splaying wide across your back, holding you firmly, almost possessively, as if he’s trying to melt your body into his. his nails lightly dig into your skin, heightening the sensation as he pulls you as close as physically possible. your chests press flush together, heat radiating between you, every small movement making you feel the growing hardness beneath him and the thrum of your own racing heartbeat.

he shifts slightly, switching to your other nipple, this time sucking harder, more greedily, as if your moans have fueled his desire. every graze of his teeth and flick of his tongue makes your body tense and melt at once, your hands tangling in his hair as you cling to him, desperate to stay in the overwhelming wave of sensation.

your hands slide up his torso, fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt as you tug insistently, silently urging him to shed the last barrier between his skin and yours. even with his mouth still latched onto your nipple, the motion makes him pause, releasing you with a wet pop and a low groan. his eyes flash with desire as he peels his shirt off in one swift motion, revealing the warmth of his bare chest. now, with only his boxers remaining, the sight of him so exposed makes your breath catch.

before you can even fully drink him in, he plants his hands firmly on your waist and pushes you backward with a playful but commanding force. your back hits the bed softly, the sheets cool against your flushed skin as you sink into them, your hair fanning out beneath you. he wastes no time, climbing over you, the heat of his body settling between your thighs as he cages you beneath him.

your breath hitches as his mouth works its way along your neck, the slow, deliberate suck of his lips making your skin feel like it’s burning. his teeth catch the sensitive spot just beneath your jaw, and you can’t help but let out a soft gasp, your mind racing as you arch into him.

his hands wander again, fingertips tracing the curve of your waist before sliding up to cup the side of your face, tilting your head just enough for him to whisper against your ear, voice low and rough. “i need you closer.” the desperation in his voice sends a thrill straight through you, your body reacting before your mind can catch up.

i’m already so close… but it’s like it’s still not enough, you think as you hook your fingers around the waistband of his boxers, feeling the heat of him through the thin fabric. your skin feels hypersensitive, every brush of his body against yours making your nerves light up.

he pulls back just enough to meet your gaze, eyes dark and heavy-lidded, lips swollen from kissing you. the tension in the room feels like it’s about to snap, both of you teetering on the edge of something deeper, heavier.

“i want to feel all of you,” you murmur, surprised at your own voice, low and breathless. the words hang between you like a spark, and you see his jaw tense as his restraint starts to fray.

his hand glides down your side, fingers tracing over the waistband of your panties, teasing but not yet slipping beneath them. you can feel the tension building in the air, thick and humming, as you both breathe heavily into each other’s mouths, your lips parting only to gasp softly when his hips roll against yours. the friction sends a shudder through your entire body, your breath catching in your throat before another moan tumbles free.

his breath is warm and ragged against your skin as he works lower, lips and tongue leaving a path of heat along your collarbone and down to your chest once more.

the sound of his own low groan vibrates against your skin, matching the rhythm of your quickened breaths and the subtle creak of the bed beneath you.

his hand grips your thigh, pulling it up to his waist, locking your bodies closer together, only a few thin layers of fabric left between you now. you can feel him throbbing through his boxers, pressing against where you’re already aching for more.

the soft sounds filling the room—your quickened breaths, the low rumble of his groans, the faint rustling of sheets beneath your writhing bodies—make everything feel more intoxicating, more real. the friction between you grows unbearable as his hips grind subtly against you, and you feel the pressure building, a pulse deep in your core begging for more.

when his hand finally slips beneath the thin band of your panties, your breath catches sharply, a gasp falling from your lips as his fingers glide over your folds with just enough pressure to make your head fall back against the pillow. his touch is slow at first, teasing, as though he’s savoring every sound you make—every soft moan and sharp inhale encouraging him to push further.

“you’re so warm,” he whispers, voice low and ragged, sending a fresh wave of heat washing over you. his lips return to your neck, sucking harder now, leaving a mark behind as his fingers continue their slow torment. the sensation has you clinging to him, nails dragging lightly along his back, pulling him impossibly closer as your hips rise to meet his finger movements.

hia fingers curl slightly as they slip inside you, immediately finding that perfect spot as he begins to pump in and out, slow at first but quickly building in pace. the sensation steals the air from your lungs, your head tipping back as a sharp moan escapes, echoing softly in the heated air around you.

every stroke of his long fingers sending waves of pleasure pulsing through your entire body. the wet sounds of his movements fill the space between you, mixing with the quiet, desperate noises you can’t help but make.

without breaking the rhythm, he hooks his thumbs under the waistband of your panties, tugging them down your thighs with a deliberate slowness, eyes locked onto yours as if savoring the way you squirm beneath him. once the fabric is tossed aside, his hand returns immediately, the lack of barriers making everything feel impossibly more intense.

his fingers slide in deeper now, the friction smoother, wetter, as he starts to thrust them faster, the heel of his palm pressing just right against your sensitive spot with each motion. “oh—fuc-k…” your breath hitches, then breaks into a shaky moan as your hips instinctively roll up to meet each thrust, chasing every wave of pleasure he gives you.

your body trembling slightly under his touch. his free hand grips your thigh tightly, holding you open for him as he watches you fall apart beneath him, his own breath coming out in ragged gasps.

“you’re soaking for me,” he murmurs darkly, voice thick with desire as he leans down to kiss you again, swallowing your next moan as he continues to work you with his fingers, each movement more deliberate and needy than the last.

your nails dig into his shoulders as your body reacts on instinct, lost in the storm of sensations. his name spills from your lips, breathless and pleading, as the pleasure coils tighter inside you with every stroke, every deep thrust of his fingers drawing you closer to the edge.

“shit… mmm, so close!” you gasp out, voice shaking as the pressure builds fast and hard, making your toes curl. he pulls back slightly just to watch your face, eyes locked onto yours as if your every reaction is fueling him.

the second your warning hits the air, his fingers speed up inside you, pumping with a deeper intensity while his thumb circles your clit in quick, deliberate strokes. the combined sensations make you cry out, your body arching off the bed as waves of pleasure ripple through you.

It’s too much…, you think, but you don’t want him to stop—not when you’re so close to unraveling completely.

when your release finally crashes over you, you moan his name loud and breathless, body trembling beneath his as the pleasure pulses out in waves. he slows his movements only slightly to draw out every last jolt of your climax, savoring the way your body clenches around his fingers.

his gaze darkens, pupils blown wide as he withdraws his fingers, wet with your release. without hesitation, he brings them to his lips, sucking them clean as if tasting something he’s craved for far too long. the sight alone makes heat surge through you all over again, leaving you breathless beneath him.

“you taste so good baby,” he growls softly, voice rough and strained. he wastes no time now, hooking his thumbs into the waistband of his boxers and sliding them down. his arousal is hard and heavy against his stomach as he kicks the fabric aside.

with the tension thick and heavy between you, he shifts forward, one hand gripping your thigh as he guides himself to your entrance, the heat of him pressing right where you’re still sensitive and throbbing from your release.

you can feel how ready he is, the anticipation making your breath catch as you meet his gaze. his chest rises and falls rapidly as he steadies himself, eyes flicking between your parted lips and the way your body opens for him.

he presses forward slowly, inch by inch, until the heat of him is fully enveloped by you. the stretch has you both gasping softly, your breaths mingling as your bodies connect completely. the sensation is overwhelming—the slow slide, the way every inch of him presses intimately against your most sensitive places, filling you and making your heart race.

a low moan rumbles from his chest, his forehead pressing to yours as his hand cradles the side of your face. you can feel his heart pounding just as fast as yours, both of you caught in the raw intensity of the moment. the warmth shared between you radiates outward, making every inch of skin feel alive and electric.

he stills once he’s fully inside, chest rising and falling rapidly as he gives you time to adjust, his thumb gently stroking your cheek as his eyes search yours for permission to move. the tension in the air is heavy, thick with the silent understanding passing between you.

your lips part slightly, breath shaky but eager, and you nod at him, fingers curling around his shoulders as you whisper, “i’m ready.”

he responds with a soft kiss, tender and reverent, before pulling his hips back slowly and pushing forward again with care. the steady rhythm he sets is slow but purposeful, each movement making you feel every inch of him. his touch remains gentle yet firm as he holds you close, as if you’re the only thing anchoring him in the moment.

your bodies move together in sync, heat pooling low in your stomach again as the tension rebuilds with every soft thrust. the quiet sounds—his breathy groans, your whispered moans, the subtle creak of the bed—fill the room like a private symphony shared only between you two.

the slow rhythm of his movements fills the space between you with a deep, palpable heat. you can feel every shift, every press of his body against yours, as if the world around you has faded, leaving only the shared sensation of being completely entwined with him. the connection feels profound, raw, and tender—something deeper than just the physical.

the rhythm between you both begins to change, growing more urgent as his movements speed up. the air around you becomes thick with heat, your breaths now coming in shallow gasps, synchronized with the increasing pace of his thrusts. each one feels deeper, more intense, pulling both of you further into the shared experience, your bodies moving together in a fluid, rhythmic dance.

your hands clutch onto him, fingers digging into his skin as you feel every inch of him filling you, the sensation electric, leaving you breathless. the weight of his body, pressing down against yours, makes everything feel more intense—the heat between you both undeniable as your hearts beat faster in time with each movement.

his moans mix with yours, low and breathy, the sound of him desperate yet somehow full of tenderness. the tension builds again, a tight coil inside of you, making your skin tingle with every push and pull. you can feel the way his muscles flex under your touch, his body responding to yours with a need that mirrors your own.

your body trembling slightly with each movement, each moment heightening the feeling of being connected to him, both physically and emotionally.

his hands are everywhere, brushing over your skin, tracing the curve of your waist, the small of your back, before gripping your hips tightly, pulling you closer, urging you to meet him with every thrust. the way he holds you—like you’re fragile yet incredibly important—makes you feel cared for in ways you didn’t expect. it’s not just about the physical; it’s the way he’s holding you in this space, the way he’s keeping you safe even as everything intensifies.

your moans grow louder, quicker, matching the pace of the moment as everything within you tightens, the world around you fading until it’s just the two of you, breathing and moving together. you can feel him getting closer too, the tension radiating off him as his thrusts become more erratic, more desperate.

his voice cracks as he breathes out, “i-i’m close, baby.” the rawness in his words sends a shiver down your spine, and you can feel the urgency in his movements as he drives into you, his rhythm faltering slightly as the pressure builds. his hands grip your body tighter, pulling you closer, urging you to meet him with every motion.

you gasp, your chest rising and falling in rapid succession, as you respond with a breathless moan, “me… too.” the words escape you almost involuntarily, the pleasure overwhelming, your body starting to tighten around him. every thrust now feels like it’s pushing you both toward the edge, the sensation of him filling you completely leaving you breathless.

the tension between you grows, becoming almost unbearable as your breaths and moans become more frantic, blending together in a rhythm that’s all your own. the warmth between you two intensifies, the intimacy palpable as your bodies press together with each movement, each thrust deeper than the last. your hands find his back again, nails lightly digging into his skin, grounding yourself in the shared connection you’re both feeling so intensely.

his breathing is labored now, his pace unsteady as he tries to hold back, just as you’re trying to do the same. you’re both teetering on the edge, lost in the sensation of each other, feeling every movement, every whisper of breath against your skin, as the moment builds to its peak.

his face is inches from yours now, eyes full of intensity as he watches you with such raw emotion. the vulnerability in his gaze speaks volumes—he’s not just lost in the physical, but in you, in this moment of complete connection. his lips brush against yours again, this kiss soft and filled with the unspoken things neither of you need to say but both understand. it’s an intimacy deeper than anything physical, a promise without words.

“i can’t… hold on much longer…” he breathes against your lips, his voice trembling with the effort to maintain control, his movements now erratic and more desperate. you can feel the tension in his body, the way he’s trying to stay present, to savor every second with you as if this moment is the only one that matters.

“let go,” you whisper back, your voice just as strained but filled with trust. you know that it’s not just the physical release you both need, but this shared moment, this deep connection that’s built over time, with each look, each kiss, each touch.

and then, it happens. the tension breaks, the air is filled with a shared gasp, your bodies moving together in perfect unison, your hearts pounding as one. the release is intense, the sensation of him inside you sending waves of warmth crashing over you, leaving you both breathless and spent.

as the moment passes, you both stay there, tangled in each other’s arms, breathing heavily, feeling the beat of each other’s hearts slowly returning to a calmer pace. the intimacy of the moment is unlike anything you’ve ever felt before.

you rest your head against his chest, listening to the steady thrum of his heartbeat as his hand gently strokes your hair, a quiet intimacy settling between you.

“i don’t want to move,” he murmurs softly, his voice full of quiet affection. “this feels… perfect.”

(not proofread)!!

whew!, finally done. first bepsy smut oh my he’s so cute lol.

okay! i think ron smut, jason fluff & adapt fluff is requested??? ill have to check. hope u guys liked this one!!

-molly :P

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1717. The Golden Age of Piracy. Wealthy UnderRealm Grifter William (Montague) Widemouth set out to find adventure and renown on the high seas. Things did not go as planned... Our Flag Means Pasta: An OFMD x Pastamonsters/Creepypasta Crossover AU

v Characters and Lore Below v

Or, check out everything I have stored on this AU in the Miro Board I've created for it! I update it with time as I create more artwork, characters, and add to the storyline, and even make episode timelines!

Characters in this AU:

The 'Retribution' Crew

Mr. Widemouth (William Montague Widemouth) as Stede Bonnet / Ben Drowned (Benjamin Lawman) as Lucius Spriggs / Jeff the Killer (Jeffrey Sepulveda-Ramirez) as Black Pete / Homicidal Liu (Liu Sepulveda-Ramirez) as Jim Jimenez / Eyeless Jack as Oluwande Boodhari / Ticci Toby (Tobias 'Toby' Eren Rogers) as Frenchie / Seedeater (Eedie) as Wee John / Kagekao as the Swede / Dr. Smiley as Roach / The Rake as Buttons

The 'Queen Lucia' Crew

Grinny (Oscar Delgado-Reyes)* as Edward Teach / Shadowlurker as Izzy Hands / Masky** as Fang / Hoodie* as Ivan

*Grinny is an OC of @oakmovies , however, for this AU, he is essentially a nearly different character, as his lore and background are vastly different.

**Masky and Hoodie in this AU are NOT the same people as their versions in Marble Hornets, and are instead entirely different people with different backstories.

Other Characters

Smile Dog (Smilin' Sam Dogham) as Calico Jack / Nurse Ann as Spanish Jackie / Splendorman as Nigel Badminton / Slenderman as Chauncey Badminton / Ms. (Priscilla) Pencilneck (another OC of @oakmovies) as Mary Allamby / Nina the Killer (Nina Rodriguez-Hopkins) as Archie / Jane the Killer as Mary Read (Jane Tod Richardson) / Clockwork (Natalie Ouellette) as Anne Bonney / Pinkamena (Bi Qi/碧琪) as Zheng Yi Sao

Character Backgrounds:

In this AU, and in this given time frame, the UnderRealm aristocracy is made up entirely of either monsters or spirits who were born and raised in the UnderRealm. Anyone who comes to the UnderRealm from the Surface world (killers, cursed, undead, etc.) is considered other, an outsider, and of lesser status, and this gap created upholds the aristocratic monster class. People who are born half-human are also considered lesser, and unless they were born to a monster of already aristocratic standing, they have very limited options in life in the UR.

UnderRealm: Widemouth, Ben (see also Spirit), Seedeater, The Rake, Shadowlurker, Slenderman, Splendorman

Spirits: Ben (Human from UK, died, then UR as corporeal spirit), Kagekao (Demon; Japan)

Half-Human:

Grinny (Mother - Mixed Taino/Spanish / Father - (Lower-class) Monster)

Smile (Father - UK / Mother - Cave Hound)

Ms. P (Father - UK / Mother - (Upper-class) Monster)

'Killer' Humans: Jeff, Liu, Toby, Dr. Smiley, Masky, Hoodie, Nina, Jane, Clockwork

Cursed/Possessed/Undead/Cannibal 'Humans': EJ (possessed/cursed/cannibal), Nurse Ann (Undead), Pinkamena (Cursed/Cannibal)

Lore (What's Different from PM/OFMD?)

Grinny/Oscar - The child of a feline-monster from the UnderRealm, and a half Taino woman from Puerto Rico. His mother was dragged to the UnderRealm by his father when she was a young lady, and lived in an abusive situation with him, until Oscar kills his father when he's 12. He runs away from home after this, and joins the crew of Captain Doyle (Hornigold for this AU - I have yet to draw another version of him for this AU, so here's @oakmovies rendition of him on IG). There, he meets Sam and Shadowlurker, and after they mutiny Doyle, he goes on to make a reputation for himself as the feared monster pirate Captain Grinny.

Jeff and Liu - Since Black Pete and Jim Jimenez in OFMD are not at all blood siblings the way Jeff and Liu are, but I was already set on them being these characters, I've created this backstory for them:

Jeff and Liu grow up with their family on a blood orange farm in St. Augustine, when one Christmas night, a gang known as the Siete Búhos attacks and kills their entire family. Instead of killing the siblings as well, they mutilate them, and set Jeff, and the rest of the farm, on fire.The two siblings manage to run away from the burning farm, and are taken in by a Satanic Nun.

The Nun raises them to master the art of killing, but only for the purpose of revenge. Jeff, however, has a different idea, and uses his new skills to rob and kill people for money. The nun acts to kick Jeff out of the convent, but Liu refuses to be separated from their brother, and leaves with him. Eventually, they meet Eyeless Jack, who gets them a job with Spanish Ann.

However, they find out that one of her husbands is the leader of the Siete Búhos, so one night, they get him drunk enough to restrain, torture, and kill him. After Ann finds out about this, she puts a price on Liu's head, and Jack has to escape with the two siblings, where they then join Widemouth's crew among The Retribution.

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Back On The Road

2022 was the year of recovery, after being locked up for what felt like years it was time for artists to recoup what they missed out on and tour relentlessly. Which, for one, wasn’t as easy as it was before as there was more artists hitting the road at the same time, ever. This meant that scheduling tours wasn’t so simple, trying to make it as efficient and cost-effective was a minefield, trying to shift tickets when so many tours was a struggle and trying to get hold of essentials such as tour buses and crew proved to be a challenge when demand outweighed supply. Then there was the limitations from Brexit, cheers guys.

These challenges made touring less lucrative than it once was, which put pressure on other avenues to make money, for survival. There was a 10-month wait for vinyl so the opportunity for a spontaneous release was unlikely if they wanted to shift some physical copies so they had to look to merch, merch has become bigger than ever, and it isn’t unusual to pay £100+ for a tour hoodie…  

Many artists these days are locked into 360 record deals where the label take a cut from merch sales however, in April 2022 The Guardian reported that artists were missing out even more. AGM (one of the biggest venue owners in the UK) take 25% from merch sales at gigs at their venues and Universal Music Group get a portion of that 25%, even if the artist isn’t on the label. It’s like the system has been built to kill creativity!

Since lockdowns ended artists have barely stopped touring, and ticket prices are on the up. When we are talking about artists, we are talking about the established ones, who can sell at least a few thousand tickets in each city they stop in, and the major stars who can sell out stadiums a few times in each city they stop it. On average, attendees who went to see Taylor Swift’s Eras Tour spent £800 on one show (ticket, travel, accommodation, food, drink, outfits, merch, oh, and never forget about the friendship bracelets). When we are living in the ‘cost of living’ crisis era, is there any money left over to support new artists? In the 2000’s the small bands might have lost money on music piracy but they could go on tour, play in front of a few hundred people each night and sell a few t-shirts (tickets for a tenner, t-shirts for a tenner, pints for three quid, what a time). 

Even if small artists can sell a few hundred tickets, where can they play when venues are disappearing?

In London there was 430 music venues in 2007 but 2015 there was just 245, more are continuing to close faster than new ones opening. Unfortunately, it hasn’t just been London losing its nightlife, the trend was visible throughout the country. How many venues from the 2000’s still exist? Without small independent venues there’s nowhere for the ‘next big thing’ to develop. 

In the 2000’s there were loads of small venues in every town and city, regularly putting on gigs that not only supports the current music scene but also the future. Kids need to be able to see there is a realistic opportunity to be on a stage, to be inspired to form a band. 

As there were so many bands around who would tour the UK a few times a year they couldn’t just do the big cities so they would be stopping off in every town from Hull to Inverness, Southampton and Norwich and unlike the big cities, these towns were full of kids with a thirst for something to do and often became the best crowds of the tour, loyal fanbases, communities were formed because of these gigs. 

Music venues generally exist in city centres, where the ground they are built on is a valuable asset, business people see £££ over art and creativity. There are also more restrictions in place such as the volume of noise (housing developers aren’t soundproofing homes properly), making it more difficult to put on gigs while business rates make it less cost-effective. Government funding across the arts has always been questionable, particularly in the north of England.

James O’Hara “Putting on live music is prohibitively expensive, a sure-fire way to lose a lot of money, it's thankless and selling tickets in Sheffield is like pulling teeth. I hugely admire people who do it but it's not something for me anymore that's for sure. The highs are the gigs themselves, seeing people reacting to music, happiness, tears, dancing, singing. The lows? pretty much everything else hahah. 

Small, independent venues are hugely important, they take all the risk, they find and source all the new artists and then get very little in return.” 

Gemma Clarke “I think there is still a thirst for live music, just a smaller thirst than it was before. People can access music online so they will only go to see bands they know. It makes it harder for smaller bands to be seen and heard but everything changes and bands are using social media now to be seen and heard. I remain old school in that I just want to play, and I want to see bands play. I love social media and Spotify etc but I will always go support the smaller bands first.” 

In 2014 the Music Venue Trust, an independent charity was formed by Mark Davyd, starting as a small concept that has grown over the years. Its fundamental goal is to protect, secure and improve Grassroots Music Venues.   

Mark, a co-owner of The Forum in Tunbridge Wells, a live music venue that has been converted from a public toilet. The venue wasn’t really making much money so it would be hard for the 4 owners to sell on when they are ready to retire, and for it to continue as a music venue. In 2015 the value of The Forum as a music venue was £375,000, if it had been knocked down and turned into flats it would have a huge price tag of £1.2 million.  

The Music Venue Trust was created to safeguard the future of grassroots spaces after iconic venues had been lost to redevelopment or a change of purpose for profit. Independently run, grassroots music venues are a breeding ground for creativity, it’s where new bands form and learn to perform to an audience, not only that but it’s an affordable opportunity to watch live music and a space that inspires others to pick up an instrument. If Milburn hadn’t played The Boardwalk (closed since 2010) in Sheffied, their mates wouldn’t have seen them and thought “We can do that”, and formed the Arctic Monkeys.  

MVT do more than just showcase the venues and support their future, they also seek to improve the experience for both the artists and audiences who attend these spaces (let’s be honest, it’s great to be punk and DIY but it’s also nice for toilets that have a door…). Many grassroots venue owners are only leaseholders which means that they don’t own the land, the future of the building lays in the hand of the freeholder who could be easily swayed by money to sell it on. A long-term goal for the MVT is to acquire the freeholds of as many of the venues as possible.  

A year after the Music Venue Alliance was created, over 900 grassroots music venues were represented by the Music Venue Trust, supporting them in various capacities, from advice to campaigns. 

James O’Hara “The Music Venue Trust do great work but I think something hugely fundamental needs to change, perhaps venues being given protected status, maybe a tax on the big venues like The 02, something that trickles back down. Venues that are ostensibly businesses still being allowed to apply for arts council funding etc...” 

NEXT CHAPTER

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Lacey Cat (2024) #2

It was the first time I’m setting up for shooting in this place. I had to buy a new bed sheet for it because now I own a double bed. I spent some time testing placement of the camera (phone) the day before. It’s quite a bit more spacious than my old room in HK, but I’m still trying to show as little furniture or background as possible.

The ceiling light is very bright so I wasn’t sure if I needed the ring light. In fact I later put tissue paper over it to soften it, but then in the end I set up the ring light anyway and went without the ceiling light. I thought I got enough light from that and wanted to keep my room as dark as possible to avoid drawing attention in the middle of the night.

I also checked my outfit the day before shooting. It was bought over a year ago, and it was my only purchase after moving to the UK. I bought it partially to test how buying on Amazon and picking up from the post office works. It’s nothing fancy and it's pretty cheap, so of course the quality is nothing to write home about. Functionable, I would say, like most of my CD outfits have been.

What I didn’t think through though, was that it is a fluffy outfit. It comes with a pair of shorts yes, but the top is long sleeved and it's a hoodie. It’s August, and thanks to good insulation, I’m getting 24 degrees in my room at night. I was heating up quickly wearing almost nothing underneath and before doing anything!

I had to open up the windows, with curtains still drawn closed, when I was taking pics before the video. I was so glad that it helped. But I had to keep them closed to minimize the noise from the traffic during the video. Can’t believe I’m still struggling with noise from passing vehicles even when I’m in the UK (house close to main road =/).

That is one reason why I took the shorts then the top off midway through the vid, despite them being the main theme. I didn’t want to become a sweaty mess, and my makeup was bad enough without it melting.

Oh yer before we get ahead of ourselves and into the action, I need to talk about the makeup first.

Continue to Part 3:

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