#first the gem on my crown didnt work

[prankprincess123]

Frantically scrambling to finish my costume for ComicCon, and my gloves finally arrive in the mail! Except they're neon pink spandex, not the baby pink satin they're supposed to be, and now I REALLY want to just scream.

[joifee]

Here are both my pieces for the @bdubszine !!!!! Such a great opportunity to run with it and just have fun with detail work.

I am in love with sungod bdubs and very proud of this piece with the improv class^^

Down below is some in depth talk for the first piece with bdubs and all his clocks :D

The one on his chest is a regular minecraft clock - he always carries one in his offhand. In the background his his big tower from his "building with bdubs" series. He is wearing his moss cloak. On his wirst: A clock with a horse: he loves horses. also it actually is inspired by the horse-mountain he build in season 9 of hermitcraft A purple clock with ears: a purple panda clock. He joined one mcc (minecraft championship) and one it first try on the team called purple pandas) A tnt block-clock: Season 7 of hermitcraft he had, alongside impulse and tango, a company called "the boomers" who would explode stuff with tnt for diamonds - bdubs stick was he would die in every blow up they do (there are compilations)

in his jacket: The clock looking like a ring: reference to double life. He was soul-bonded to impulse and they lowkey roleplayed as a married couple and impulse gifted him a clock as a sign or marriage. therefore it looks like a ring. it also has "i" pointers because impulse always puts "i"s on his stuff A regular alarm clock: Basically that - maybe a reference for him always sleeping through the night. The red glasses clock: reference to season 8. He, tango and keralis based together and called themself "big eyes crew" and they all wore red glasses Emerald shaped clock: season 9 as the right hand to king rendog (theres also a crown inside the shape) emeralds because rendog and bdubs wanted to change currency to royal emeralds which started a war on the server and led to rendogs execution. bdubs stayed loyal till the end "hep" clock: Season 7. He plays right hand man to mayor scar. There was a turfwar between two groups - one wanted their main island to be mycelium the other wanted it to be grass. HEP was the group who wanted grassblocks so its a grassblocked shaped clock. they lost the war clock with a snake: 3rd life reference. Inside the clock theres a castle "the crastle" which was his and cleos base in 3rd life. The snake stands for cleo. the heart is part of the logo for the traffic series (same btw count for the heart in the impulse ring) sundial: reference to the hermitcraftxempires smp crossover. bdubs came to empires smp and announced himself as "the sungod" and basically became a god and gem, oli, fwhip and sausage were his followers for the short time. the shape is after a build sausage made in his name the "B" sign: reference to last life. He was part of team B.E.S.T. and they had shields with their initials aka Bdubs, Etho, Skizzlman and Tango. The four hearts are the lifes he was given at the start of the series half tnt clock: reference to ethoslab who is his best friend on hermitcraft and they are just unnormal about each other messed up steam punk clock: reference to the create series he did with keralis, tango, scar and zedaph who unfortunatly was short lived mcc coin: the coin he got for winning mcc broken heart monitor clock: limited life. there's a heart monitor and digital clock. the clock is broken because bdubs didnt uploaded his view for limited life (at the time of drawing this piece) so we never new how much time he had left (we know now) small pocket watch with snake and wings: also limited life. he teamed up with scar (the wings) and cleo (the snake) tree clock: the tree of whimsey. one of his first builds of season 9. he crowned tango as parkour king, cub as royal magican/dragonslayer and ren as king under it

rest of the smaller clocks are filler

[iheartgracie]

jude duarte soft quotes

“So, in short, Valerian tried to kill me,” I say, finishing my story. “And I stabbed him… So I might be in some trouble.”

“He grabs hold of my wrist. I am shocked by the sensation of his skin warm against mine. “Take care,” he says, and then smiles. “It would be very dull to have to sit here for an entire day just because you went and got yourself killed.”

“My last thoughts would be of your boredom,”

“You were just going,” I tell Locke.

He grins. “I find I am very comfortable here,” Locke says. “Surely there’s nothing you have to say to the king that is so very personal or private.”

“It’s a shame you’ll never find out. Go. Now.”

“Stop you?” I echo. “Sure. If you’re a huge jerk and a threat to Elfhame, I’ll pop your head right off.”

“If you joke about this, I am going to—”

“Kill me?” he asks, raising both black brows.

I think I might hate him after all.”

i cant believe the land chose me

i, jude duarte, high queen of elfhame, in exile, spend most of my mornings dozing in front of daytime television watching cooking competitions and cartoons

“i don’t take commands from mortals” he says with his customary cruel smile. “so your gonna say something nice?” i don’t think so faeries cant lie.

“have i told you how hideous you look tonight?” “no tell me”

“i cant”

i can be charming, i charmed you didnt i?

you never break.

i know when we come to a door because i walk straight into it, much to the roaches amusement. “you really cant see” he says. i rubbed my forehead “i told you i couldn’t” “yes but you’re the liar, i’m not supposed to believe anything you say” “why would i lie about something like that?”

i am no longer a child and i don’t need comfort.

“you betraying toad”

“I’m a jerk. I’m an idiot,” I say. “I admit it. You don’t have to lecture me.”

“I thought you were going to give me a hard time about the glamour,” she says. “You know, the one you resisted.”

“You shouldn’t magic your sisters.”

“And you shouldn’t try to chop yours in half.”

“Maybe he regrets it. After all, I could be scolding him right now, instead of you.”

That makes me smile.”

“You won’t believe what we found in the treasury,” Vivi says.

“I thought treasuries were just full of gems and gold and stuff.”

“We found armor. Glorious armor. For you.”

“For a queen, Which, you may recall, there hasn’t been in a little while.”

“It may well have belonged to Mab herself,”

“You’re really building this up,”

“Well, even if the serpent bites off your head,” says Tatterfell, “the rest of you will still look good.”

“That’s the spirit,” I tell her.”

“Nothing can be seen until the event is concluded.”

“No pressure, then,” I mutter.”

“Do you remember the fairy tale with the snake who has the helicopter parents and marries the princess?”

“Helicopter?”

“You’re the one who’s late. But as the hero of the hour, that’s all to the good. I am going to make you into a vision.”

“Sounds like a lot of work on your part,”

“Will you dance?” he asks, presenting his hand.

“You may remember that I am not particularly accomplished at it,”

“I don’t know what to apologize for first,” I say. “Cutting off your head or hesitating so long to do it. ”

“I grin irrepressibly at Cardan. He smiles back, with a little surprise. It’s possible I don’t smile like that very often.”

“Vivi blows a noisemaker. “Here,” she says, passing out paper crowns for us to wear.

“This is ridiculous,” I complain, but put mine on.”

“A black horse was nibbling the grass of the lawn when they went outside. Its eyes were big and soft. Jude wanted to throw her arms around its neck and press her wet face into its silky mane.”

“In Faerie, there are no fish sticks, no ketchup, no television”

“There are two ways for mortals to become permanent subjects of the Court: marrying into it or honing some great skill—in metallurgy or lute playing or whatever. Not interested in the first, I have to hope I can be talented enough for the second.”

“She hops onto the bed beside me, disarranging my small pile of threadbare stuffed animals—a koala, a snake, a black cat—all beloved of my seven-year-old self. I cannot bear to throw out any of my relics.”

“We’re going to have fun tonight.”

“Fun?”

“I can see why humans succumb to the beautiful nightmare of the Court, why they willingly drown in it.

I know I shouldn’t love it as I do, stolen as I am from the mortal world, my parents murdered. But I love it all the same.”

“They talk about honor, but what they really care about is power. I am good enough with a blade, knowledgeable in strategy. All I need is a chance to prove myself.”

“Someone who, along with Princess Rhyia, doesn’t appear to be attending tonight. But—oh no. I do see him.

Prince Cardan, sixth-born to the High King Eldred, yet still the absolute worst, strides across the floor toward us.”

“Vivi said she wishes she had one.”

“I’m glad she doesn’t,” I say firmly, which is stupid. I have nothing against tails.”

“I stand in front of my window and imagine myself a fearless knight, imagine myself a witch who hid her heart in her finger and then chopped her finger off.”

“Are you going to quit the tournament?”

“You mean because of Cardan and his Court of Jerks?”

“You’re littering in a magical lake,” she tells me.

“It’ll rot,” I say. “And so will we”

“Cardan’s gaze catches mine, and I can’t help the evil smile that pulls up the corners of my mouth”

“There is always a moment when it begins to move that I can’t help grinning. There is something about the sheer impossibility of it, the magnificence of the woods streaking by and the way the ragwort hooves kick up gravel as they leap up into the air, that gives me an electric rush of pure adrenaline.”

“You want to sit down or something?” Heather says, nodding toward the food court.

“Somebody owes me coffee,” I say pointedly to Vivi.”

[opal-owl-flight]

Please please what are your thoughts on the final boss of the epilogue, I got spoiled on day one and have been waiting for you to see it in game before I asked because it's just so cool and your stuff is all so cool and I want to know your thoughts and potential lore

SO this is quite a lot! My method for handling new info is to take what works and leave what doesnt. Canon is a suggestion, not a rule.

About the Crown:

Mistellin was originally made to seal away Termina (the dark heart pf which was rampaging around the galaxy) and use its power to fight against it, but only a shard of It was captured. Seeing that the shard still held incredible power, the Ancients decided to use It's power for good instead of destruction.

Monarchs have worn the Crown, but several of the weak willed fell to Its influence and used it for their nefarious ends ("It strengthens the darkness in the wearer's heart..." so its Power at a price. The reason why the Crown's claws constrict corrupted souls like Magolor Soul is for damage control). Why the Halcandrans continued to use this Crown I can only assume to be survivorship bias/majority chosen did not fall...until the last king of Yore, who was possessed by Termina midfight in the war to seal It away. (The magitech civil war happened a little after this, as the loss of the monarch due to misunderstood Dark Matter magic research/practice raised tensions between magic practitioners and the tech faction.)

How the lore changes affect my telling:

Why the past monarch chose Mags as successor then (a story beat in my interp of things) -- well he didnt have much of a choice at first. The shards of the damn relic rooted itself on Mags' head. Literally. (Thanks Termina.) The dark entity did nothing but send waves of searing energy through the Crown shards to cripple him, to prevent him from stealing the Rejuvenating Crystal Fruit that It plans to use for Itself. (Dunno what this fruit is in canon, but judging from what the fragments of it do to Mags -- I assume its an Ancient artifact that holds an insane amount of energy. Gem apples exploding is a convertion of his high energy supposedly used to heal, to fuel a more destructive outcome. What can heal/restore can also destroy.)

*What Mags does in Epilogue is what I can simply say as "gathering painkillers". The magic energy he stores up allows him to block out/create a dam against Termina's crippling energy waves, and also allows him to do more powerful, complicated spells in the process. (No wonder one of his emotes is him crying.)

After Magolor Disrespects the Lorax by slicing a tree in two, the voice goes MUCH quieter. The tree (and the Doomer) held majority of the Crown shards -- by destroying them, Termina's way of communicating with him grows weaker. But not fully gone. (He cries in the end bc its sweet, sweet, relative silence...)

Did Mags learn his lesson? Not yet. If anything, his ego is the size of a galaxy now, bc he killed an eldritch god on his own. Without Kirby's help.

Im going to set Clash aside bc jfc that looks complicated as hell. The only thing Im taking here is the fact that he set up a Shoppe in Dreamland (no alternate realities here either -- itll complicate things)...but its not exactly a fresh new start just yet. Hes doing this to gather Nova parts easily. What better way to get parts and artifacts without raising too much suspicion than by trade? (His full redemption happens after Robobot, in the Nova Incident. Which is another thing I wrote)

Back to the previous monarch choosing him as a successor. Termina kept It's clutches on Mags. The Crown has rooted itself deep into his soul enough that hes still at risk for easy possession. SA rolls around, and Termina is supposedly at It's strongest.

Mags doesnt get possessed. Out of sheer spite and will alone he keeps the gate on the Crown's power and influence shut. Hes not going to fall, not again, not when he finally has something, and (several) someone(s), to care about. At the end, its him who deals the final blow on Termina in his mindscape, as he is yhe one who holds the last fragments of It's consciousness.

Free at last.

This is what makes the King of Yore choose him as an heir. He couldve decided to trap the dark entity in the Crown, like intended, and kept it fed so the Crown's power will never run out. But he chose not to...not wanting to suffer any longer nor make anyone else potentially suffer what he had.

He freed both himself and the Crown. Now the power that sleeps within is clean, with no Dark Matter almost guaranteeing a corruption.

* If anyone falls with this version of the Crown, it is not bc of any Dark Matter. Thats on the bearer's character/lack of control. Mags still losing it in Overlord form time and again shows that....

[rqsie]

bts fanfic recommendations.

(hiiii, these are my favorite fics ever. i highly recommend all of them. btw these are all manxwoman bc i dont really read manxman

btwww i couldnt tag all accounts cuz for some annoying ass reason tumblr only lets u tag 50 accounts.... sorry)

kim seokjin:

dont wanna fall (m) by @9uk

sugar daddy!seokjin

love bite (m) by @taetaesbaebaepsae

vampire!y/n

these wicked delights (m) by @ditzymax

incubus!seokjin

the leather loafers by @jimlingss

cinderella au (cinderella aus are superior and ofc jimlingss is a queen. everything she writes is a 10/10)

min yoongi:

heaven’s winter (m) by @matchakoo

seraph!yoongi

2.1 out of 5.0 (m) by @minflix

black mirror au

mixtape (m) by @jungblue

baby, you can drive my car (m) by @jungshookz

mechanic!yoongi

jung hoseok:

heartbeat (m) by @joonbird

gang au (i LOVEE heartbeat so much. everybody should read it, its so good)

the worst wonderful time of the year by @lamourche

christmas au, office au

my soul to reap (m) by @readyplayerhobi

reaper!hoseok, harpy!y/n

the purge by @jungblue

purge au

distractions (m) by @dreamscript

may the odds ever be in your favor (m) by @yandearest

hunger games au, yandere!hoseok

hot rod (m) @kinktae

greaser!hoseok (yes i think its the best of all of the rewind fics. sorry bitchin' stans 😴)

kim namjoon:

a taste of heaven (m) by @joonited

(read this NOW!! its really short anyway)

runaways (m) by @littlemisskookie

nerd!namjoon (yall read all the warnings first cuz its honestly kinda fucked up 😳)

thrills found on solid ground (m) by @bibbykins

soft yandere!namjoon (even though its a yandere au its really really soft yandere, i could hardly tell tbh, and its literally so good)

castaways (m) by @rmnamjoons

desert island au (this took me so long to read but definitely worth it)

wrap it up (m) by @1997jk

the dragons lair (m) by @solastia

hybrid!namjoon

park jimin:

otherworldly (m) by @sinning-on-a-sunday

coraline au, yandere!jimin (coraline and jimin. it doesnt get better than that me thinks)

ragdoll (m) by @ausblack

hybrid!jimin

i love you by @seokjinchuriki

vampire!jimin (GUYSSS,,,,, this one is so short but fuck i love it so much.... 😭😭 i would die for vampire jimin)

chained to you (m) by @addicktjimin

fuckboy!jimin

peaches & piercings (m) by @matchakoo

cheerleader!y/n, punk!jimin

kim taehyung:

stuck with you (m) by @jungshookz

roommates au (i think the best thing about all this fic are the drabbles. they really make her characters feel so alive)

tempting (m) by @kinktae

demon!taehyung (again literally everything this queen writes is amazing!!!!!!! but im not afraid to admit that i think tempting is her best work 😌)

pretty kitten (m) by @sweetheartjeongguk

hybrid au, camgirl!y/n

worshippers of the sky by @jimlingss

greek goddess!y/n (my second favorite series ever i think. i deadass cried at the end of the last chapter purly because it was over and loved it so much)

dont ask, dont tell (m) by @jingabitch

hybrid!taehyung

the seven seas (m) by @readyplayerhobi

atlantis au

forbidden by @namjoonbby1

try my luck (m) by @drquinzelharleen

teacher!taehyung

jeon jungkook:

secrets of silk (m) by @nochugguk

camboy!jungkook

by its cover (m) by @gimmesumsuga

the devil’s change up (m) @jungblue

baseball player!jungkook

raising demons (m) by @jeonseok

demon!jungkook

énouement (m) by @littlemisskookie

mulan au

gold rush (m) by @nochugguk

track runner!jungkook (i literally was obsessed with this fic, i have read it sooo many times)

streamy (m) by @jungkookiebus

angel in darkness (m) by @icyhobi

mafia au, prostitution au

new romantics by @cupofteaguk

hogwarts au (if you like hogwarts aus,, this is a must read)

hunting a hybrid (m) by @btswrckd

hybrid!jungkook

under the moonlight (m) by @katobobato

werewolf!jungkook

the sea & the storm (m) by @jamaisjoons

sea spirit!y/n (this one is also really good, but i especially loved the ending. it deadass made me so happy)

shimmers by @boywivlove

hogwarts au

finding beauty in your darkest places (m) by @dreamingofkoo

mental clinic au

what happened in vegas (m) by @namjoonbby1

stripper!y/n

offside (m) by @daddychims

soccer player!jungkook (omg i only just realized that this is on tumblr too. ive always read it on ao3 cuz i didnt know it was on here. but im happy i can add it cuz its one of my fave fics ever and i always recommend it to my friends)

quarter quell by @chinkbihh

hunger games au, yandere!jungkook (omg someone else reminded me of this fic. and like thank u,,, cuz i literally forgot it existed. but i remember reading the first part and being in love with it so i read part 2 and now i love it even more 🥳 i highly recommend and im really existed for part 3. also everything on this account is a gem for yandere!bts fans)

jimin + taehyung:

baby, baby (m) by @hobiwonder

surrogacy au (i really love this one. especially jimin, he is so cute)

namjoon + seokjin:

zodiac (m) by @honeymoonjin

(i honestly dont even know how to discribe this one but its like soooo good.

hoseok + namjoon:

for the crown @seokoloqy

royality au (its an interactive which is so cool tbh)

ot7:

enjoy your stay (m) by @honeymoonjin

hotel!au (its been a while since i read this one but i did really enjoy it. i just really love hotel type aus for some reason)

armed to the fangs (m) by @jingabitch

vampire!bts, hunter!y/n (i actually really like how slowburn it is. im getting so tired of fics where y/n is like “i hate you guys,,, im not easy like other girls” and then jumps on their dick the next chapter lmao. but yes,,, this one is really good)

men on the 13th floor (m) by @khyunni

hotel au, ghost au (i love this one so much)

the iris hotel by @sugakookiecrumble

hotel au, horror au (again,,,, i really like hotel aus)

catalyst (m) by @untilspringdays

mafia au

oasis by @secret-kpoplibrary

hybrid!bts (yall this fic is so cute. i always reread when i want something fluffy)

all is fair in love & war by @smoljamswrites

mafia au

undecided by @nomimits7

detective au (i really love these type of aus!!)

thesis it by @xherxx

roommates au (this fic has a special place in my heart cuz i remember loving it so much that i stayed up the whole night to read it and skipped school the next day cuz i was too tired. good times)

moth to flame (m) by @bang-to-the-tan

vampire!bts (not to be controversial lol but im my opinion this is the best smut. its just sooo good lmfao. also vampire bts 😋 what else could u want)

ethereal orbit (m) by @miamorjoon

alien au (saving the best for last ofc. seriously i think ethereal orbit is my favorite fic ever. i just love it so much. also yall don’t understand how whipped i am for eo namjoon and jungkook. theyre the best. you have to read this one)

anyway thats all for now. i might update it later. i hope this helps u find new pics. btw sorry for the lack of yoongi and seokjin,,, 💔😾

[wanda-peitro-lorna-maximoff]

Writing some Morgana/Mab content. For context this is set in the toa universe, but Mab in the mythos is queen of the fae. Everything else will be explained in the fic. Also Thanks to @aethling for letting me talk about headcannons for these Wlw's...

Also thanks to tumblr for DELETING THE ENTIRE FIRST HALF OF THIS AND MAKING ME REWRITE IT FUCK

The sunset was a sight to behold. A beautiful... terrible gift on today of all days. It felt like a dagger in Morganas heart. That very morning her and gwen had gone out... she had planned the whole day. Beginning to end. They would have been watching this very sunset. They were going to sit at the very spot she did now. On the cliff overlooking the coast. Listening to the waves crash on the beach and the gulls high above it... A sleepy guinevere would have been on her shoulder... and Morgana wouldnt have even noticed the scene. Gwen rivaled the very sun its self.... and then it happened.

Her brother... when her brother heard the news... he was devastated. The whole kingdom was. And maybe it was stupid of her to believe her brother would grieve with her... but she did. And now, Arthur wouldnt even speak to her.

... well, unless you count shouting and screaming. Morgana got plenty of that.

Arthur's words, and the brief, disappointing glances from Merlin... well, she assumed they were. She hadn't seen the wizard much since that morning...

As her mind drifted from the subject of her brother... a new wave of sadness hit her. Arthur's words, and the brief, disappointing glances from Merlin... well, she assumed they were. She hadn't seen the wizard much since that morning...

As she sat, she couldnt help but let her mind wander to the what ifs and the maybes. Maybe if she had known more healing spells. Maybe if she had known more binding spells. Maybe then neither her, or the creature, would have to be hurt. She would bind the poor thing and save Gwen. Maybe if she had been faster... or stronger... maybe she could have saved her... gwen was pronounced dead on arrival. It was all her fault.

Her throat grew tight... Morgana hugged herself, shutting her eyes and looking away from the sunset. Taking deep breaths, morgana forced herself up. She needed a break from the neverending crying. Itd given her a migraine. The nausea that came from the mix of pain guilt was terrible. She needed this. She needed this.

Morganas mind was free to wander as she walked closer to the wild wood. That place. The place of her dreams, the longing to be there... every late night spent with gwen and every lunch with her brother... every rock and stone skipped in the rivers... the memories cut deep. Morgana hugged herself tighter, biting her lip as it trembled uncontrollably. Her shoulders tensed... Sweet guinevere. Her gwen. Every day spent together, every hushed word and hurried promises lived in her. And it all came pouring out.

The witch finally collapsed to her knees in a sigh and a choked, quiet cry. She was trying to hold it together. To tell herself what no one else was going to... that she would be okay. But that notion was drowned out by her tears and the honeyed memories...

Morgana hadn't realized how vocal her crys had been until she felt a cold hand on her shoulder... a familiar sensation. And yet it did nothing to quell her.

The queen of the fae herself, Mab... happened upon the sobbing Morgana. She'd never seen her in such a state.

And although it had been a few years since theyd last saw eachother... it left Mab feeling unsettled to see her in this state. Without a word, the forest bent around them in a dizzying soft green blink. The threshold did not belong to her. She couldnt be there... so she took Morgana to her home. The magic of the fae... especially one in possession of a forest... was confusing and powerful. Noone could enter her home unless she wanted them to. And she could make them leave just as fast as she had brought Morgana. And if they were to ignore her gracious restraint she would be taking payment of trespassing into her own hands.

... the faeries were wise not to question their queen. And wiser to leave as soon as they saw whom she had brought.

Mab crouched to Morganas spot on the ground. She put her forehead to Morganas... an intimate gesture.

The coolness against Morganas flushed face was a welcome sensation. She didnt know what to say... or where to begin. And it didnt matter. Mab understood. "I know. I could feel their grief." Morgana only cried more at those words.

Mab cupped her face. Intricate rings, vines and twigs twisted up and around her graceful slim fingers. "I know." She held her forehead against Morganas.

But Morgana couldnt help but feel... upset. She took Mabs hands away gently, but firmly. Morganas never been one for pity or sympathy... even now when she needed it. "Do not treat me like a child." She said with an edge of bitterness.

... so Mab obliged. "Then get up." She told the witch, helping her to her feet. "You're here now. I will be here. And we will mourn her together." She held Morganas hands, looking at her seriously. Morgana didnt say a word. But she accepted it. And she was thankful...

Mab let her into the great natural gathering amongst the tree branches that she called her 'room'. Morgana knew it well. Mab set her down on a natural formation of a couch... it was a lot more human than the very first time theyd met. Mab had only a bed of leaves. Now it was fully furnished; though made entirely of nature however.... except for the vanity which was comprised of nature and the precious gems, rings and necklaces people left her in offerings of peace.

Mab took her time. She was having one of her people make tea for Morgana as she got ready.

Morgana was the only human alive that that has ever seen Mab this way... her royal ethereal look had melted away, the greenery that made her long dress, cloak, crown, all of it was gone. Now replaced with what one might call, pajamas or casual wear. It was vulnerable. It was dangerous for her to leave her royal formalities behind. Status and symbols were everything to the fae...

She sat next to Morgana once her people left the tea outside of her room, passing Morgana a 'cup'. The witch took a sip and let the steam roll over her face like a soothing balm. Her nausea was being treated by sweetener... the herbs taking care of her headache. She recognized the flavor; one of the many types of little natural remedies she picked up with her and Gwen.

As the queen of the fae undid Morganas hair, she began to speak. "... you didnt need to come and get me."

"If I didnt you would have passed out from exhaustion. Between crying and walking all the way to my forest." Mab insisted firmly as she gently set aside the ribbons that tied down the witches hair.

Morgana didnt have anything to say to that. "How did she die?" ... she choked up a bit at this. But... it needed to be said. She had to say it... she needed to talk about it.

And as Mab brushed and gently combed through Morganas hair... she told her everything. The day she planned... start to finish, the planning they both did, and how... short their time was cut. There was a small silence between them when Morgana finished... hot tears rolled down her face. But somehow? Just to have Mab there... took some of that sting away.

"You loved her." Mab stated... only pausing in her work to state this and look for Morganas reaction. Once upon a time... Morgana and Mab had been together. But the less time she was allowed out of the castle, and the more time she spent with Gwen... the more they grew apart. Mab was more upset than Morgana. But... it ended as well as it could have. Gwen was there in a way that Mab just... couldnt be. "... she was my everything."

Mab didnt know that would sting. She thought after all this time it had died, but hearing Morganas heart belonged to Gwen... it hurt. But it didnt matter. Morgana needed her.... shes never felt this way for anyone before. This sense of... generosity? Was that the word? Wanting morgana to be okay? Needing to be there for her? ... "I'm sorry I wasnt there." She said, just above a whisper. Morgana leaned back into Mabs touch, burying her nose into the crook Mabs neck and closing her eyes. Mab turned her face so that she could rest the side of her head on Morganas; holding hands as Mab gently weaved her fingers through the bottom of Morganas long hair.

A moment to breathe...

[mythiica]

Reader x Oliver Knight - To Charm a Woman

Title: To Charm a Woman

Fandom: Ikemen Revolution

Character: Oliver Knight

Genre: tbh its crack and im trash, romance, slight angst (barely any), fluff

Warnings: Strong language

Intended Gender Audience: Female Audience

Word Count: 1899 words

Other comments: didnt know what to write for him at first but then i thought of a friend who likes him and this was too perfect~ and holy crap this turned out a lot longer than i thought it would, especially for something that was meant to be a crack???

Blanc slides onto the couch next Oliver, smiling slyly. “Now, you tell me…”

          Oliver dog tags the page he is reading and closes the book slightly, giving Blanc his attention. “What do you want, Carrot Cakes?”

         “You’ve been eyeing (Y/n) lately. Do you like her?”

         He blinks for a moment and throws the book at Blanc before jumping off of the couch. Pointing a finger at the white-haired man, Oliver shoulds in response, “No! Why would you thin-”

         But Blanc leans forward, resting his chin on his palms. “No?”

         Oliver tries to hold his ground and musters all of his conviction. “N-”

         “So then, the locket you’ve been working on… is for someone else?”

         He stops in his tracks, caught completely off guard by the question. How did Blanc know about it? Oliver thought that he had been rather good at hiding the gift, but obviously Blanc had been snooping around his work station.

         “No, it’s for… her, but it’s meant to be a memory for her to take back! She’ll be leaving in a few days. Do you think she’ll forget about us?

         Blanc smiles again. “Of course not. Nonetheless, I believe you should tell her how you feel.”

         Oliver pouts and glares at Blanc. “Even if I did like her, I wouldn’t know how to tell her.” He crosses his arms over his chest and turns away. “You wouldn’t know how to help anyways. What do you know about courting women?”

         The white-haired man simply smiles slyly again. “What gives you that impression~?” Now, Oliver is ready to leave, but Blanc coaxes him back. “I could help you, Oliver. Otherwise, you’re hopeless.”

Step One: Make Her Notice You

Oliver sees you in the garden outside the house, crouching and picking out weeds from the flower beds. The sun has yet to dip over the horizon, but it’s nearly time for his curse to change him. Dusty rose light crowns your hair with a glowing halo, making Oliver pause in his steps to look at you. The evening breeze pulls on the edge of your skirt, so you pat it down to tame it.

         Before he has a chance to process what’s happening, he transforms. It catches him off guard, and once in his adult form, he slips on a towel. He tumbles to the ground, his lanky legs flying upwards. Oliver lands with a hollow thud, and manages to bump his head against the cabinet behind him.

         You heard the noise through the open window, and having been startled by it, you ran to investigate. Once inside, you find Oliver rubbing his head with one hand as the other holds onto the edge of the sink.

“What happened?” you demand as you reach out to help him.

         He swats your hand away. “I just fell. Leave me alone.”

         You click your tongue at him. “Don’t be like that. I’ll get some ice.”

         He tries to protest again, but you’re already preparing a small ice pack for him. Oliver scolds himself mentally, wishing he had been more graceful about it. This really wasn’t how Blanc suggested that he get your attention. Sitting down at the table, he massages the spot where he hit his head, praying that it wouldn’t swell up or bruise.

         “Hands away, let me help,” you say gently, sitting next to him.

         “I can hold an ice pack myself,” Oliver deadpans, trying to take it from you.

         “Ah yes, just like you can stand up straight without falling, right?”

         Oliver glares at you, but lowers his hands, allowing you to hold the ice pack to his forehead. He wears the scowl for a while, but it eventually fades when he catches you with furrowed brows. “What is it?”

         “Nothing,” you reply casually.

         “Tell me,” he half whines, half demands.

         “I think when you fell, some of your brain must have come out because you’re staring at me more that usual.”

         Oliver stands up abruptly, taking the ice from you, and storms off, leaving you to laugh alone.

Step Two: Give her compliments

“Wow, you actually don’t look like a piglet today,” Oliver comments as he sits down at the table to eat. He turns his attention to a book after making the comment. It’s just before sunrise, so he hasn’t had the chance to change back yet.

         You blink, processing the information before you react, grabbing a spoon and whacking him on the head. “Piglets are cute! How dare you insult me?”

         Oliver holds his head, rubbing the spot and yells back at you, “How do you find that an insult?! And why do you have to hit me there, I was previously injured!”

         “Maybe if I push the bruise back inside, you’ll find some better compliments.”

         “Maybe if you didn’t look like a wild animal, I’d have som,-”

         Your eyes narrow and you’re ready to lunge at him, but just as you’re about to attack, Oliver changes into his younger self.

         “Ha! You wouldn’t hit a child, would you?”

         In response, you flick the tip of his nose and leave the room with his book. “You think too highly of me, Oli!” you call behind your shoulder as you head into the other room.

Step Three: Ask for her opinion

“Which feather do you think matches the hat more?” Oliver asks, holding up two relatively similar-looking feathers. One simply has a bit more of a shine to it. In the light, the one on the left also seems to be a bit more blue.

         You tip your head to the side and raise an eyebrow. “They look… the same?”

         Oliver throws his hands up in annoyance. “Are you blind? This one has a reflective coat on it, but this one is completely matte. Furthermore, this one,” he shakes his left hand, “is a completely different shade than the other. Not to mention that it’s also much more voluminous.”

         You can’t help but laugh at how passionate he is about feathers.

         “I don’t know. You pick. You’re going to wear it anyways.”

         Oliver pouts slightly, wishing you had just given him an answer.

         You huff, stand up, and pad over to his work station, admiring all of the feathers sprawled out on the table. After a moment, you pick up a golden feather and hand it to Oliver.

         “This?!”

         “Yeah, it’s pretty.”

         “But it doesn’t even match. The hat is silver!”

         You shrug. “You asked for my opinion, short cakes. That’s what I got.”

Step Four: Try to make her a little bit jealous

“So, Blanc and I will be headed out to the market to look for some items. Don’t burn the house down while we’re gone,” Oliver informs you as he reaches for his hooded cape. “It shouldn’t take us longer than an hour, but we might stop by the Neutral zone for a few minutes as well.”

         “Alright, bring me back some desserts or something, I’m starving!”

         Oliver glares at your indifference, so he clears his throat and continues. “Actually, we might stay out late longer. A new bar opened up in town, and we were thinking of going to see how good it is.”

         “Don’t get too drunk, or you’ll be a ray of sunshine tomorrow,” you reply, still not looking up from your book.

         “I wonder if they’ll have women there-”

         This catches your attention, so you look at him. “Why? You want something to ogle at while you drink? I didn’t realize you were into that, Oli. Whatever floats your boat.”

         Blanc waves and opens the door. “Come now, Oliver, we best be off if we want to meet the pretty ladies at the bar!”

         “Oh hush, Cotton Tail!”

Step Five: Give her a gift

Oliver knocks on your door and waits for a response before coming inside. You’re sitting on the windowsill, looking outside at the stars. It’s a beautiful night, and you were admiring the sky. He lingers in the doorway for a moment before entering.

         “Aren’t you scared of falling out of the house?” he asks bluntly, sitting on the chair in the corner.

         You raise an eyebrow and stand up. As you close the window, you scold him. “You really know how to start a conversation, Oliver. What do you want at this time of night? I thought you were Blanc.”

         “Why would I be Blanc?”

         Nodding at the window, he sees the large, nearly full moon outside. “Oh…”

         “I assumed he would tell me about the plan for tomorrow night, but I guess he’ll wait until morning.”

         Oliver runs a hand through his hair and exhales slowly.

         “Hm?” you ask, look at him with large eyes. “Is something wrong?”

         “No. I just wanted to give you this before you left.” Oliver pulls out a small box from his jacket pocket and throws it at you. You catch it easily and pull on the ribbon keeping it closed. You’re expecting a prank – like a rock or a note saying you’re a piglet, but instead, you’re amazed to find a beautiful pendant in the shape of a heart winking at you. In the center, a gem similar to the ones on his jacket sparkled in the candle light.

         “So when you go back, you can at least remember this place.”

         You’re struggling to find words, and Oliver panics. “Do you not like it?” He stands up and walks towards you, only for you to run and leap into his arms, wrapping your own hands around his neck to hug him tightly.

         “Are you thick? I love it. It’s beautiful… you didn’t have to though.”

         Oliver tenses at your hug and doesn’t know what to do with his hands. “W-What do you mean ‘I didn’t have to’?”

         You smile innocently. “I’m not going back. Not tomorrow at least.”

         His jaw almost falls to the ground. “Then why did you say that about leaving?” Oliver demands. “And why aren’t you leaving?”

         “Blanc warned me about falling in love while I’m here. He said that if I did, then I wouldn’t be able to return to my home. Despite his, I ended up falling for someone.”

         Oliver deflates as he hears this. You loved someone?

         “I really think something happened to you when you fell and hit your head. Either than, or you’re absolutely oblivious to the really obvious fact that it’s you, Oliver.”

         “W-What?”

         Knowing that he wouldn’t understand words, you step on your tiptoes and cup his face before kissing him. Just like when you hugged him, he’s tense and doesn’t know how to respond to your affection, but after a moment, he places his hands on your waist and pulls you closer. He reciprocates the kiss, hoping that you’d understand his feelings as well from it.

         When you pull back, you smile happily and spin around, holding the necklace up. “Help me with it will you?”

         “Don’t you want to talk about this more?” Oliver blushes slightly, but clips the chain in place anyways.

         You spin back around and tap your lip with a finger. “Oh, right, you’re also really obvious. Did Blanc try to give you advice or something? Because the past few days, you’ve been acting really weird.”

         Oliver growls as his blush darkens. “No.”

         “You’re so cute when you’re angry! Like a grumpy shrimp!”

         “I’ll show you a grumpy shrimp-” he yells as he starts to chase you around the room.

[postmastered]

Sanders Shovels - Shovel Knight AU

i havent worked on this in months hA but i finally jotted down some things and bada bing bada boom were done babeyyy lets get into it

Logan Wenn - Plague Knight

very very book smart, but like, what's social interaction again????

likes blowing stuff up

disaster shorty

spooky raven aesthetic

can only tolerate virgil

Safety? Who's she? Never heard of her.

small gay

color codes potions, alphabetized his supply stock

really good at bartending as a result (not something he does often, mind you)

wears a plague doctor mask and a hood to hide his identity

has a prosthetic arm

Virgil Ware - Mona

will never EVER let go of his cloak

logan tried helping him sew patches on it, but he sucks at sewing, so virgil took care of it himself, appreciating the sentiment

gothic castle-y aesthetic

helps logan make potions and organizes beakers by size

takes care of the "little guys" (minions)

average height

still a lot taller than logan tho

lives in town, her room underground leads to an even deeper level, the Explodatorium, where he works with Lo to make potions

provides adult supervision

"logan, you need adult supervision"

"Virgil, i am an adult."

"mm yeah sure now eat your apple slices"

logan hurled a potion at him because of this incident and stormed off

eventually came back and apologized, pretending like he didnt cry

logan dont like bein treated like a child

virgil can bake, he makes a bunch of the recipes he uses himself

average gay

Patton Wye - Polar Knight

6'10-ish idk

has a snow shovel he loves dearly

"her name is shelly!!!!!!"

likes snowball fights

And also snow

and ice

makes popsicles and ice cream

has a cow named terracotta

big boy. wide. good for hugs. bear man.

almost every aspect of him makes roman want to cry

"roman!!!!!!! hi!!!!!!!!! its me!!!!!!! patton!!!!!!!!"

"*sobbing uncontrollably* h-hi pat...."

"roman???!?!?!? r u ok??!?!?!?!? what happen??!?!?!?!!?!?"

massive bean

can and will pick up all his friends

hagrid but colder

VERY BIG GAY

Roman Howe - King Knight

Roman, but more extra

his castle is made of solid gold

has a sparkly scepter

wears a crown for every occaision

if patton sits on the couch by himself he will crawl over and cling to patton and then Patton is just there like "huh. guess i cant move sorry virgil go stop logan from blowing up the fridge yourself pal"

very clingy

pat pat is very warm despite being in the cold constantly and roman is a cold boy despite being in the heat all the time

saunters and/or sashays

We dont walk in this household

wears heels

slightly below average height

VERY GAY

Declan Watt - Tinker Knight

shortiest shorty to ever shorty

made a giant robot to make him taller

stays up way too late

fixes Remy's propellers and Emile's submarine constantly because they kEEP BREAKING

tired

his boyfs are there to help tho dw

stress city usa

handyman

smells like oil. stinky boy.

demi child

Remy Hew - Propeller Knight

Flappy boy

fucking adores swords

"Oh, gurl, the hilt, goddamn that's gorgeous wait lemme see the blade- BABE IS THIS FUCKING CLAY-TEMPERED?????"

if an enemy has a sword he will geek about it for hours dont test him

he'll still fight them, but compliment it while fighting

if the sword they have is sub par he will get them a new one

his boyfs think its cute

his propellers break too often for it to not seem suspicious

"dee? babe? one of my propellers broke again..."

he does not break them to get declan to pay attention to him i promise

emile is happy to give him as much attention as he so desires if declan is busy

turns into a pile of flying mush when emile gushes about him

disaster bi

Emile Picani - Treasure Knight

"Ooh! Shinyyyy...."

almost cried when he saw roman's castle for the first time

knows too much about gems for it to be normal

does his best to protect his boyfs and stop his submarine from breaking down too much cause fixing it puts dee out of commission for a year or two

Keeps the Iron Whale in tip top shape

ocean boy. splish splash.

very good swimmer

loves seafood

remy can cook fish and nothing else

good for emile, but sucks for dee, the boye lives off vegetables and nothing else

pan

Nathan Lukas - Mole Knight

Lil gossip goblin

lonely :(

goofs about rocks with emile tho

sometimes they hang out together

ace/aro bean

values his platonic relationships like he values his life

Toby Ross- Specter Knight

Ghosts!!!!!!

Zombies!!!!!!!

CONSPIRACIES!!!!!!!!

legitimately raises the dead

Nate is his best chum

Grows roses

and other plants

made his clothes himself

dont trust that many peeps tbh

himself and virgil both have a Gothic Aesthetic they bond over

Lone wolf

Virgil held his scythe once and told toby he felt like his soul almost got stolen

toby laughed and said "good thing i dont have one!"

lives for spookin people

plays the organ

K thats all hmu if ur interested in any way lol

also i have to credit @spectralheartt for the name and also for humoring me like four months ago about this idea :)

[captaingondor]

Okay, but if you're still looking for romantic prompts, how about Character A saying I love you to Character B without using the words "I love you." (Through actions, or an "as you wish" situation. That kinda thing.)

Thanks for the prompt!!For this, I wrote about probably my favorite of my OC ships. Tragically I probably won’t be able to show as much of their relationship as I’d like in the work itself, and neither of them is the perspective character. This is fortunate in that  I can write whatever I want for self-fanfic without stepping on the main narrative’s toes, and unfortunate as I want to just write their whole relationship basically which made this a little hard to pare down. Hope y’all love them too!If you want some dramatic irony, also read this piece I wrote with Corrianne earlier. And, if you are curious, the correct way to pronounce her name is ‘cor-ee- AHN,’ with a French R sound.

How Empress Corrianne Learned to Speak Her Husband’s Language

When they married, Corrianne could not speak to her new husband.

Like most nobility around the continent, she had never studied Pelasian. Even centuries later, the fears birthed by the Speaker Wars lived on. No mage could twist your mind to his will if you couldn't understand the words he needed to do it. (Of course, now Pelasia had grown to power anyway without the use of mind-altering magic, so maybe it had all been for nothing.) And the Emperor, it seemed, had never bothered to learn any language but his own native tongue.

Corrianne studied and practiced until she was able to carry on something of a conversation with him without going through her ladies-in-waiting or his translator. The Emperor could not even say her name right.

But chipping away at the language barrier was not aiding their communication to the level that she had thought it should. True, she did not mind the extent to which he left her to herself - she had encouraged it. No, the Emperor was simply a hard man to understand. So she told herself, and so she held firmly in believing.

She could not have said when she first started noticing a difference.

***

He knocked at the door between their suites late in the evening, when she had retreated to hers from the court but not yet prepared herself for bed. He always knocked - these rooms remained hers, not his. The first few times he’d done this, she’d sent one of her maids to answer instead and give her regrets. When he proved unfailingly polite to them, and did not push past her excuses, she decided this could be allowed and came to the door herself. He never demanded her presence, or even requested - a request from the Emperor was little less than a demand. He merely gave an offer - he had ended his work for the day and would be in his sitting room, and would welcome her company if she wished to join him.

“I usually take this time for some quiet when I can… read for a bit by the fire, have a glass of wine… but if you would like to talk instead -” His eyes flicked to the maid murmuring all his words in Corrianne’s ear. “Perhaps practice your Pelasian?”

He had not offered to practice his Ruveldin, or even Idan, so that time she had refused. But she didn’t really want to spend the rest of her life married to a man that she would not talk to, so the next time she had accepted.

She’d been worried about his intentions that time, though he’d never touched her without her permission. But he really had just sat by the fire with his book and offered her a glass of wine, and did not press her unduly for conversation when she opened her own book. They made a few simple comments to each other on their day, and what they were reading, and spent the rest of the evening in silence together. She wondered how many times he’d had two glasses brought up, hope. She wondered if he’d left a few dregs in each to keep the servants from talking. She felt a little bad, but only a little.

She’d come over many times since then, and it had almost become a little ritual between them. They did not always spend the time reading silently - she truly did wish to practice her Pelasian, and he proved a patient conversation partner.

This time when he knocked, she answered with a smile and stepped through before he even needed to make his offer. She carried a book with her, but did not open it immediately when she sat down, and so he did not reach to pick up his own.   “Thank you for joining me.” Even now that it was a regular occurrence, he thanked her. “I enjoy your company. I have little time to myself, but this has been an improvement on solitude.”

She had not thought the Emperor one to seek out solitude. He demanded the attention of the world. Perhaps she had misunderstood him. She smiled politely and asked him about his day. He was a man of routine; she knew the words he would use to speak about that well enough to follow, better than whatever that declaration had been.

***

They were at dinner, which was rarely a private affair. There were always people at court to entertain. But today was no great feast or party, only a regular meal, and while the Emperor’s attention might as ever be demanded at any time, at present Corriane and her husband were left to converse among themselves as they ate, should they choose to.

They did not always. Corrianne preferred practicing her Pelasian when they were in private, and going through a translator was more clunky than casual dinner conversation with her husband ought to be. And besides, it was dinner, and their main focus was eating.

But today, he chose to strike a conversation up. “Have you heard from your sisters lately?”

She’d received a letter from Everrie just that day. Perhaps he’d had mail come in from Ruveld as well, or seen the messenger bring it in. Or perhaps it was a lucky guess, though that seemed less likely. “I have.”

“And how are they?”

A few times, early on, when the Emperor had asked about her family, she had wondered if he were fishing for information on them, for his schemes or politics. But that had been silly. Surely he had plenty of sources for that without her.

“Both are well. Also my father, and -” She paused. She did not know the proper word for stepmother or half-brother. But he knew that they were her stepmother and half-brother, of course, there was no need to explain it to him. “And his wife, and Alairon.”

“Glad to hear it. Your younger sister’s birthday was coming up, wasn’t it?” He didn’t try to say her name - maybe he’d seen Corrianne wince as he mispronounced hers too many times.

“Yes, they had just celebrated it when Everrie wrote me.”

“She could handle planning for it without you, then?”

Oh. He had remembered, from the last time Everrie wrote. She had told him how Everrie was used to following her lead for social events, how she had been so frantic about taking it on herself, how she had wanted to prove she could step up to the task without leaning too heavily on their stepmother. She hadn’t passed on all of Everrie’s pouring out her heart - she did not think she’d have like the Emperor to hear all of it - but she liked to talk about home, and it was a good subject for her to use in practicing her conversation. And, she realized, her husband had been very attentive in asking her about her sisters. He had been since the first time she brought it up.

“It was as I told her, she -” She hesitated, and finished the sentence in Ruveldin for his interpreter to pass on. “She is more competent than she gives herself credit. She just needed to get her time of worrying out of the way and put her mind to it.”

“Still, they must miss you at home. You light up my court so, I can see it would be hard to lose you.”

She hardly knew how to respond to that, and took a bite so that she would not have to.

***

One of her ladies reported to Corrianne that her husband had had a gift sent to her rooms, so she came to them and found the box set on a table. She opened it to find a delicate golden hair comb, set with many small, deep red gems. Beautiful, and very much to her taste. She wondered if he had picked it out himself.

It was hardly the first gift he had given her. Fine cloth for her dresses, a dark bay riding horse, expensive jewelry, books - ones that he thought she would enjoy, or Pelasian translations of ones she had to help in her study. Some she had written off as no more than what might be expected from the Emperor to his wife. The others had confounded her. What did he mean by them? Was he trying to buy her affections, to keep her and thereby her father’s kingdom sweet? Did he wish to flaunt his wealth and power?

But none of those thoughts came to her now - only a desire to find her husband so she could thank him for it.

She made a few inquiries and was glad to be able to find him alone, going over his correspondence. He looked up, and smiled when he saw her. She’d never noticed before how different that smile looked from the one she saw him wear in public, how his eyes brightened with it. He nodded at the comb she clutched in her hand.

“You like it?”

She nodded. “It is -” It is lovely, she wanted to say, but could not find the right word as she filed through her Pelasian vocabulary. “It is very nice.”

He stood up from his desk and walked over to her. “I thought it would look well with your hair.” His eyes lifted to the honey-gold braids crowning her head as he spoke. He hesitated a moment, and then held out his hand. “May I?”

She passed the comb to him, and he slid it into her hair as though he were one of her maids. Her husband stood back, and looked at her admiringly for the space of several second, before frowning.

“I’m sorry - I don’t have a mirror here for you to look at it -”

She smiled softly. “I am sure you put it in straight. Thank you.”

“I’m happy you like it, Corrianne.” He stumbled over the r, and tried again. “Cor - Corrianne -”

It still was not right, but she smiled anyway. “I understand, Seyetto.” And she set her hands on his shoulders, pushed herself up on her toes, and kissed him.

[happys-crazy-queen22]

Birthday Surprises

I loved writing this one. Its in my top five.

Happy Reading Dollies!!

It was the day of your 23rd birthday and you couldnt spend it with you Old Man. Happy was in prison for 18 months on gun charges. Looking at the clock, nine am. Rubbing the sleep from your eyes. You heard a knock at the front door. You grabbed your pistol, and slowly walked to the door. Peeping out the peep hole. A guy with flowers. "Can I help you". You asked. "Umm, I have a flower delivery to a Y/N Lowman". You opened the door, there was two dozen purple, green, blue and black roses. Your favorites. "Thank you". You said as you took them from him and walked back in side. There was a note. "Happy Birthday Y/N, I'm sorry I cant be there to give you birthday sex. To kiss my favorite lips on you also to kiss those plump lips that taste like cherry lip glose". You laughed. "I wanted to spend the day in bed, tangled and sweaty. Then I would make you stay in bed and make you lunch. Some more sex and a nap, so you would be ready for a fucking bash at TM. After partying and drinking we would go to the dorm and have incredibly dirty sex". "But we cant and I hate myself for it". "I just want this day to be special to you and for you not to be sad". "I love you Y/N Lowman and I cant wait to be in your arms and in between your thighs". "LOVE Happy aka your Daddy". You wiped away a tear, he planned this before he went in. God, you missed him. Looking back at the clock, it was almost ten now. Have to get dressed and go to work. Pulling up to TM, you saw Gemma with balloons and a cupcake. "Happy birthday sweetie". "Thanks Gem, you didnt have to do anything". "Nonsense, now blow out your candle". As you blowed, your one wish was for Happy to come home. "What you wish for"? "I cant tell you or it wont come true". You laughed. She shook her head, giving you your cupcake, balloons she hugged you and you walked to the office. Sitting everything down, you dived right into work. You were so busy you didnt see the van pull up and a guy getting out. "Excuse me, is there a Y/N Lowman here"? "Uhh, sorry yeah thats me". "These are for you". He said as he handed you three gift boxes. "Thank you". You opened the first. It was a very beautiful neckless that had a crow with a thorn crown . The second was one of your favorite movie Suicide Squad with a neckless of Harley Quinns Daddys Little monster. The third had another note. "I hope you like the neckless, Baby girl". "It will look great"  "i know you love that movie, when we saw it in theaters you couldnt stop talking about Captain Boomerang and El Diablo" "I know you have a crush on them, I'm good with that as long as you take that lust and use it on me". Now to the big gift, I want you to wear it tonight to the club house. Gemmas throwing you a party and she said she would take pictures of you". "I'm sorry I cant be there to tell you how fucking sexy  you look or to make you late to the party, looking so flustered, your hair out of place and your make up alittle smeared". "I love you and I want you to have a good time, I told Chucky to watch over you and to limit your drinks so some asshole wont try something". "Have fun and I cant wait to see you". "LOVE Happy". You had the biggest smile on your face, you still couldnt believe this. Opening the tissue paper, you held up a strapless black dress. You had mentioned this dress to Happy two months before he went in. Not waiting for tonight you, slipped on the dress. It fit you perfect, showing your curves off and your crow tattoo in the middle between your breast that Happy designed himself. With your dress on, you went back to work. Time passed fast as you looked at the clock it was four thirty and close to quiting time. Finishing up papers, you got a phone call. A Unknown number. "Hello". "Happy Birthday Sexy Mama". "HAPPY"! You screamed "WOAH quite down Baby Girl, your going to get me in trouble". "I miss you so much, I cant wait for you to be home". "Me too, I cant wait to get you in bed". He grunted. "Hap, we wont make it to the bed room. When I see you I'm taking you right there and then". You moaned. "Fuck girl, so you liken that dress". "I am, it shows everything you like". You smiled devilishly "I bet, I cant wait to get my hands on you". "They are never coming off of you again for so long". "Good, you better never leave me again". "I wont, listen baby I gotta go". "I love you". "I love you too and be safe". The line went dead. You were so relieved to hear his voice. Knowing that he was alright. After you talked to Happy time just disappeared, Gemma came an told you that it was closing time. She also told you that there was a surprise in the clubhouse. Walking in you saw Gemma, Tig , Tara, Chucky and a few others. They all had party hats and confetti throwing it at you. "Guys, you didnt have to do this". You laughed as you dusted the confetti from your hair. "We couldnt let your birthday go by with out having a little party". Tig said. "Thank you guys, it means a lot that your all here". "Lets get this party started". The music bumping, the drinks flowing and Chucky watching you like a hawk. It was a great little party. "Hey Y/N come sit down and put this on". Gemma handed you a blindfold. "No strippers Gemma, Happy would freak out". You laughed the alcohol kicking in "Just sit and wait, what Happy doesnt know wont kill him". She walked away. Putting on the blindfold a song was playing that you knew very fondly. It was Happy and yours rough sex song. Gangsta by Kehlani. Letting the music in, you moved you body back and forth. You felt someones hands on your shoulders. Feeling nervous you pushed them off. Someone pulled you up and made you sit down on someones lap. You wanted to run but the smell had you confused. It smelt like Happy. Slowly taking your blind fold off. Blinking to get use to the light, you saw Happy. "HAPPY, your home". You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed his face all over. "Easy Girl". He grabbed your head, kissing your deeply. His tongue demanding entrance, you melted to his taste. "I've missed you so much Baby". "I've missed you even more". "You look super sexy to night". "Thank you, I have a very amazing super great husband that gets me". You kissed him "You deserve more and you're going to get it once we get money coming in". "I just want you and a dance with the birthday girl". "Lead the way Little Girl, its your day you can do what every you want". "Hhmm, what every I want". "Thats a dangerous game your playing Mr.Lowman". You grinned "I like dangerous, so I'm playing all night, make that all my life". He grabbed your hips bringing you closer. "Welcome Home Puddin". You laughed. "Happy Birthday Daddys Little Monster". Kissing your lips.

[caepaecaesurae]

> CC: Thank Meenah

Yesterday at 5:07 PM

caepaecaesurae WVe'vwe split, and the safe-house wvon't be needed anymore, on my end at least.  I'vwe left a small thank you present on the kitchen counter. I'd be in your debt if you could wvipe the coordinates used off of the pad's history list, if and wvhen convwenient. Thank you again, and havwe a nice night.

Yesterday at 9:38 PM

brackishbarracuda yeah i can do that isle head over in an hour oar so brackishbarracuda s good to sea u caepaecaesurae Good to see you too.  I appreciate the neutrality and the assistance. Havwing somewvhere empty to go helped more than once.

Today at 12:13 AM

brackishbarracuda ive been fused before an efin when its ppl u give a shit aboat its hard so i mean some place where u didnt have any extra ppl shoutin at u seemed pike a good idea to me caepaecaesurae It wvas. Did you separate from wvhomevwer it wvas peaceably?  Or vwia incompatibility? brackishbarracuda peaceably for both thankfully one was def a hell of a lot rockier than the other one tho aight the best puns are the ones u didnt mean to make i cannaut believe caepaecaesurae I do enjoy those ones. brackishbarracuda did u ever get hit w the gem thing caepaecaesurae As I am lost, it seems I did not. brackishbarracuda lemme find u a picture for full effect aight bc shit is stupid and mine was pike stupid times two brackishbarracuda http://imgur.com/sPQFO8t there we go rly tho how tf puts that shit on ur foot caepaecaesurae WVhat is that? brackishbarracuda aight so theres the weird sentient rock aliens who p much project around w/e rock they are an they do the fuse thing on purpose pike thats a thing they can do and a bunch a ppl got hit w it a while back usually shits pike on ur hand or ur forhead oar ur arm or somefin but no brackishbarracuda nah it was on my cod damn foot caepaecaesurae First I'vwe heard about them. ... You havwe my sympathies. WVhy the foot? brackishbarracuda idk i do naut fuckin no thats just where it was when i got got caepaecaesurae I imagine you sawv the tittastrophe wve had? brackishbarracuda yeah brackishbarracuda yeah that shore was somefin i saw w my own two eyes brackishbarracuda howd that whole thing go efin caepaecaesurae It looked rather like wve wvere split dowvn the middle vwertically in a lot of respects. The side wvith no breast had short hair like mine. WVe made a falsie so clothes wvould fit. brackishbarracuda now sea i woulda just said fuck it and done the whole half clothes shit pike jacket on one and dress on the other deal caepaecaesurae tsk.  I should'vwe talked to you more, that'd be a hell of a look. brackishbarracuda i mean u aint gotta b fused to pull it off right caepaecaesurae True.  It wvould complete the look though. caepaecaesurae I may try a half-and-half garment of some sort soon. brackishbarracuda plz take pictures i need this shit caepaecaesurae I do lovwe my selfie tag. brackishbarracuda s cause its good shit caepaecaesurae Howv do you feel about breasted, marginally nsfwv pictures of me? brackishbarracuda im down caepaecaesurae http://caepaecaesurae.tumblr.com/post/130431613390/speaking-of-anons-d brackishbarracuda v nice dam tho where tf did u get half those scars brackishbarracuda impressive caepaecaesurae I don't normally showv much skin. The large round ones on the legs are from an air battle invwolvwing laser cannons, during the game. brackishbarracuda uh first off fuckin ow caepaecaesurae Pff. Yes, but wve wvon. brackishbarracuda secondly i get it if u aint comfy w it oar w/e but u ought show more a it imo and that right theres why caepaecaesurae A good half of the scars you see there are from my first century on Alternia. ...at the end of wvhich, I began wvearing neck to wvrist to ankle bodyarmor, of the sort contained in that package.  Havwe you stopped by that hivwe yet, by the by? brackishbarracuda shit yeah i did i thought id said thank u btw caepaecaesurae You may havwe, I'm scattered lately. brackishbarracuda pike seariously i aint been in a searious scrape in a while but pike dam i cant get away from nofin w/o bleedin it feels like caepaecaesurae Armor that no one knowvs you're wvearing can be a wvonderful game changer. It turns a knife in the ribs into an invwitation to play. brackishbarracuda as much as i like it and the apron tbh shit is nice brackishbarracuda u probably made clams night more than mine w the armor caepaecaesurae I hope it servwes wvell, or entertains.  Or that the flavwor vwials do. brackishbarracuda hes the one whos gotta stitch me up half the tide caepaecaesurae A good role for a quadrant. If you elect to wvear the vwest, at least he'll only be stitching up limbs. brackishbarracuda lmao yeah fair also i should punch u in the nose for the fuckin shit u sent me pike it was so good that it legit made me mad how tf caepaecaesurae ... Hope player.  "Beyond belief" is my playground. brackishbarracuda throws my dam hands caepaecaesurae I can make things that I can imagine.  Cae*fora* made things that *She* could imagine. brackishbarracuda shit is fucked up caepaecaesurae A bit.  ... I usually try to make things that are slightly less... Intense... than that... I hope it wvasn't too much? brackishbarracuda isle survive but my tongue aint gonna b  happy w anyfin ever again this is me jokin mostly i aint upset at u oar anyfin caepaecaesurae ..Still, pardon. brackishbarracuda s aight cae ur good brackishbarracuda seariously tho why aint u show off ur scars more 38? caepaecaesurae Enough of them havwe unfortunate sources for it to be uncomfortable wvhen specific ones are indicated and remarked on, much of the time. caepaecaesurae ... Mostly, I don't like taking my armor off, evwer. I'vwe been getting better at removwing it long enough for selfies though. brackishbarracuda well dam the one u just showed me took some fuckin guts then didnt it caepaecaesurae Heh.  It wvas taken during a period of amnesia wvhere I didn't remember wvhere most of them wvere from. brackishbarracuda do u think u could do it again caepaecaesurae Possibly, though I think my selfie tag could use more less sexual things. brackishbarracuda u oughta take a pic w arlequin oar somefin then how tall efin are u btw pike are u taller than he is oar shorter or caepaecaesurae I'm a good foot and a half shorter than him, last I checked. brackishbarracuda well that makes me feel beta at least caepaecaesurae My adult height in sevweral centuries ought to be near wvhere he is nowv. brackishbarracuda yall are entirely too fuckin tall u kno that caepaecaesurae So I hear. If it makes you feel any better, all the humans top out somewvhere in the six or sevwen range I think.  They all look somewvhere betwveen fivwe and six nowv. The carapacians are a foot or twvo belowv that. brackishbarracuda pike im saury i realize u probably hear that alot but i am half a arlequins now hight an he was talkin pike sixteen feet an im overe here pike dude ur gonna b over three times my size how tf is that gonna efin work caepaecaesurae Carefully and wvith gusto. brackishbarracuda aight tru tho caepaecaesurae Havwe you evwer done the thing wvhere you rest hip to hip wvith a partner and pretend theirs is yours and marvwel at the difference? Some trolls enjoy that. I think that one wvill only improvwe as he ages, for you. caepaecaesurae "Look wvhat I'm packing nowv" brackishbarracuda i havent and now im kinda wonderin wtf ive been doin w my life caepaecaesurae You're wvelcome. .. Then again I'vwe used googly eyes in the bedroom before, so maybe my advwice isn't the best. brackishbarracuda bouy nah fuck that im gonna get a pack and use em on dirk that shit is perf caepaecaesurae My partner grewv annoyed and ripped them off, wvhich is honestly all I could hope for. brackishbarracuda tbh hell probably laugh till he cries which i count as a win brackishbarracuda but yeah tbh rippin em off sounds pike a good idea brackishbarracuda u kno me an u oughtta hang out sometide caepaecaesurae WVe should, I imagine wve'd get into heaps of trouble if any wvas avwailable. brackishbarracuda trouble is kinda my thing yeah brackishbarracuda i eel pike youd enjoy some trouble caepaecaesurae Once upon a time, maybe.  It's been a wvhile, and I might be a bit more boring nowv. Nice things, good stories, and good laughs?  Those are dear to heart. brackishbarracuda now sea mr suns out guns out tenta tattoo false boob ampora w the hella scars i aint believe you wouldnt enjoy a little trouble caepaecaesurae I'vwe had a vwery interesting life. I'm relearning howv to enjoy trouble. brackishbarracuda isle sea if i cant think of some baby trouble steps caepaecaesurae Sounds like a treat to me. caepaecaesurae Let me knowv sometime, alright? brackishbarracuda yeah def at the v least ur fun to talk to and anybody i can b a bad influence on is aight by me u feel caepaecaesurae Aye, I hear you It'd be nice to lean back in that direction somenight.  I'vwe been sitting around drinking tea a wvhile. brackishbarracuda s easy to get restless i aint efin alternian and sometides i just need to move and tear into somefin before that somefin becomes me caepaecaesurae Aye. ...I sail a ship around sometimes.  Transport pads to get back to hivwe often. Plenty of wvild lands out there to explore. brackishbarracuda theres plenty a world here to sea if u ever decide u wanna we aint managed a drone yet be in a week oar so probably caepaecaesurae The mile-high deer?  Aye I'vwe a curiosity. I'm relievwed that you're considering the drone. brackishbarracuda im uh considerin more than the drone tbh caepaecaesurae Aye? brackishbarracuda been thinkin a puttin my crown on and meanin it caepaecaesurae Lacking in context, I'm imagining you calling yourself queen of a single hivwe surrounded by largish deer. brackishbarracuda i mean in all technicality i earned the fuckin thing i blew up my planet i killed the empress so by right etc etc blah blah blah i just been runnin from it since brackishbarracuda no u aint wrong i gotta start somwhere fuckin ridiculous as it is if they aint anybody else on the planet isle take it theres a small frozen planet my ex red left me so thats two off the bat ig caepaecaesurae If there's no one else it seems a bit... abrupt. Then again, givwen a single wvorking mothergrub, one is nevwer far from an empire. I suspect Arlequin wvould havwe mixed feelings. brackishbarracuda ive convinced my spade to let me sit w em and do some political diplomatic shit and i aint lookin to be a bloody conquerer im just lookin to stop runnin from what i was hatched for mayb do some decent shit w whatever authority i got somefin betta than home was anyway caepaecaesurae I wvish you luck wvith it if you do. brackishbarracuda thanks 38/ caepaecaesurae It's hard to get in trouble wvhen you're in charge. brackishbarracuda why u gotta do me like this caepaecaesurae WVell... Ask Tyfora howv much fun her powver is. brackishbarracuda id rather naut caepaecaesurae Ask Arlequin howv much he wvants to strivwe for a newv flag -- at least, this early. brackishbarracuda i oughta talk to him aboat it tho yeah caepaecaesurae Powver is complicated.  That's all. caepaecaesurae More so than you might be preparing yourself for. brackishbarracuda i aint trynna rush into anyfin aight an isle talk to arlequin i kno shit aint easy it aint somefin im thinkin aboat lightly caepaecaesurae Then I wvish you luck.  I'm cautious about swvearing loyalties lightly, but you'll likely havwe me on call if emergencies strike. brackishbarracuda i dont take that lightly either cae thank u i afishiate it caepaecaesurae WVe'll see wvhat comes.  I'm afraid it's late though.  Another night? brackishbarracuda a course thanks for talkin at me caepaecaesurae Looking forwvard to it.  Rest wvell wvhen you go. brackishbarracuda yeah sleep good

[foreveregyptian]

DO ALL OF THE AESTHETIC ASKS (but not the ones you're uncomfortable answering)

flower crown: when did you last sing to yourself?

last monday in the gameroom a little louder than i should have

1975: what is the first happy memory that comes to mind, recent or otherwise?

any moment i’ve spent with people whose company i enjoy

matte: if you knew that in one year you would die suddenly, would you change anything about the way you are now living?

I would increase my voluntary salah, make some more dua, probably pray my salah with other people instead of alone, and go back to jumuah (i havent been going and i miss it). overall increase my rememberance of Allah

black nail polish: do you have a bucket list? if so, what are the top three things?

things id like to accomplish in this life inshaallah (based on first thing that comes to mind)

-memorize the Quran

-get married 

-travel with my future husband everywhere (inshaallah inshaallah)

pantone: describe a person close to your life in detail.

my mom honestly. sometimes we go on little adventures (thrift stores, short walks, cafes, or even grocery shopping) and she gets excited over the cutest things like teacups and stuff and she works so hard for her business and she balances so much on top of her normal responsibilities mashaallah shes such a great role model may Allah protect her and reward her for everything she does ameen

moodboard: do you feel you had a happy childhood?

I would say my childhood was average, there were a few times where ive gone through rough patches but theyve made me who i am today and I’m thankful for that. 

stars: when did you last cry in front of another person?

a couple nights ago in front of my mom, i got overwhelmed with a bunch of things that stressed me out and she knew something was up and she asked about it so i kind of cried a bit. 

plants: pick a person to stargaze with you and explain why you picked them.

my future husband (inshaallah). I dont know why, but it just seems that it should be him. stargazing seems like a really peaceful activity that requires comfortable quiet and that was the first thing that came to mind. 

converse: would you ever have a deep conversation with a stranger and open up to them?

not really.... considering the fact i’m kind of awkward at first meeting people. 

lace: when was your last 3am conversation with someone, and who were they to you?

with maryam, shes one of my best friends and im thankful for her

handwriting: if you were about to die, and you could only say one more sentence to one person, what would you say and to whom?

To anyone in the room, my shahaada (bearing witness that there is no God worthy of worship except Allah and that Prophet Muhammad peace be upon him is His servant and Messenger)

cactus: what is your opinion on brown eyes?

They’re calming to look into! 

sunrise: pick a quote and describe what it means to you personally.

Its a verse from the Quran that I feel like has affected my life alot, from surah Hashr ayah 59, the translation being “And be not like those who forgot Allah, so He made them forget themselves. Those are the defiantly disobedient.” along with surah Ra’d ayah 28, “Verily in the remembrance of Allah do hearts find rest”. Lately ive been feeling alot of anxiety for issues of this dunya, and at the same time i have to be honest but I wasnt 100% with remembering Allah. I was doing it, but it wasnt with the best intentions, and I’m trying to fix it. Alhamdulillah my chest is a bit lighter and I feel calmer, as if my heart is at more ease than it was before, subhanallah. 

overalls: what would you do with one billion dollars?

probably donate it to my community school, they really need the money for repairs. 

combat boots: are you a very forgiving person? do you like being this way?

I didnt used to be. I used to hold grudges for a long time until i realized it wasnt healthy and also it wasnt good. and then i was forgiving to people who had harmed me, but if anyone did anything to my friends i would stay mad at them even when my friends had forgiven them (at this point i was like okay tasneem chill). now i can say (alhamdulillah) that i have an okay level of forgiveness (better than what i used to have before).

winged eyeliner: write a hundred word letter to your twelve year old self.

Dont worry about what other people think about you because none of it matters in the end. You are beautiful. You will go through fake friends and one sided friendships and they will leave but you will find gems that will help you grow as a person and will be there for you and call you out on your mistakes for your sake so grit your teeth a bit more and ride it out, verily with hardship comes ease. drill that in your mind, repeat it, because you will go through so much difficulty and emptiness but none of it is in vain. You did not go to umd like you wanted but youre much happier here alhamdulillah and you’ll see why. 

pastel: would you describe yourself as more punk or pastel?

pastel! definetly pastel

tattoos: how do you feel about tattoos and piercings? explain.

I’ve been exposed to cultures where nose piercings are normal, and i have my ears pierced. for myself i wouldnt want to go past either of those but people are free to pierce whatever they want. Tattoos mehhhhhh i wont judge anyone who has them but theyre not allowed in Islam. personally i prefer henna. 

piercings: do you wear a lot of makeup? why/why not?

i wear whatever im in the mood/energy for on each given day, but if its a big even i do a full face (what i consider full face is foundation/concealer and my eyes/eyebrows, plus occasional highlight) I dont have time in my routine for eyeshadow or learning how to do it. On class days that i do wear it it’ll range from fresh face to eyebrows and eyeliner+mascara. 

messy bun: the world is listening. pick one sentence you would tell them.

Donald Trump, you are the shittiest human being in the world. (not changing this) 

cry baby: list the concerts you have been to and talk about how they make you feel.

(has not been to a concert)

beaches: if you had to dye your hair how would you dye/style it and why?

red bc its cool

eyes: pick five people to go on an excursion with you. who would you pick and where would you go/what would you do?

zaynub, maryam, hibaaq, afraah, and raneem and maybe somewhere in dc or an art museum or a city with cafes OH YEAH A CAT CAFE 

painting: what is the best halloween costume you have ever put together? if none, make one up.

i saw this fanart of a hijabi airbender and it was so freaking cool i wanted to do a costume party and do a hijabified avatar character bc thats sick as heck

lightning: what’s the worst thing you’ve ever done while drunk or high?

lol the most high ive been was at the dentist office off of laughing gas and my limbs were falling off the chair and i was laughing my head off 

thunder: what’s one thing you would never do for one million dollars?

kill someone

storms: you on only listen to one song for the rest of your life, or only see one person for the rest of your life. which and why?

i’d rather only listen to one song because i love the people i surround myself with and i cant choose just one. 

love: have you ever fallen in love? describe what it feels like to realise you’re in love.

for me it was kind of heart painful. my heart would miss the person a bit after they passed by and it would go on for months... wishing for another way to see them even if its just a few seconds, the feeling that you’ve met before and wish to meet again, and after a long time when you think you’re over them, they show up and it all starts over. 

clouds: if you’re a boy, would you ever rock black nail polish? if you’re a girl, would you ever rock really really short hair?

i’ve been told id look good in short hair and ive always wanted to try it?

coffee: what’s your starbucks order, and who would you trust to order for you, if anyone?

honestly my drinks vary but i usually like eating the turkey egg white sandwich. not even myself bc i never know what i want from there *nervous sweats*

marble: what is the most important thing to you in your life right now?

making it to Paradise via pleasing Allah (SWT)

[grapsandclaps]

YOU LIVE YOUR LIFE LIKE A CANDLE IN THE WIND!

Hello again everyone!! Welcome to the story of Show 79 of the #100showyear which took me to Leeds for what on paper looked like Tidal Wrestlings best show of the year with a multitude of top UK and World stars congregating in a Church in West Yorkshire on a blustery Sunday afternoon.

But first as you know all too well, it was time to sample the local beer scene. On the 75 minute journey across the pennines i sampled 2 cans from Cocktails of Littleborough who have in the last 2 years become a welcome addition to the village offering craft ales, gins and whiskies of the highest order at a nice price. Both cans were from Electric Bear Brewing with a 5.1% coffee caramel stout (£2.85 a can) and a 4.6% Berry Pale Ale (£2.55 a can), I recommend this brewery alot if you see their drinks out and about. Also on offer was a bottle of Samuel Smith Organic Cherry Beer (£2.95 a bottle), this was divine and up their with their organic chocolate stout.

Arriving in Leeds, it was time to meet up with a huge gathering of the North West Graps crew in Tapped, many of whom this was there first taster of Tidal. Just the one pint in here which was a 4.6% stout for £3.90 a pint, no qualms about it.

It was then the short walk across the road to the Leeds staple - The Head of Steam who have recently just had a small refurbishment since I last went in, with added seating at the back of the room. I had a pint of 5.6% Wylde Child Mango & Passion Fruit IPA at a cost of £4.80 a pint with a lovely taste to it if you have a sweet tooth like I do.

Drinks done here and it was off to the pool mecca of The Fenton for the next chapter in the BritWres Pool Championship with holder Athers lining up challengers left, right and centre including maybe a rumoured appearance from deathmatch wrestler Clint Margera which didn't come to fruition due to traffic difficulties. So who took up the challenge of providing the afternoons pool entertainment - Lets See:

Athers beat Duffy & Carl in a 2 on 1 handicap match, this was in play as I arrived so didnt catch the early duels.

Chris Linay beat me despite offering me a chink of hope by not 7 balling me.

Our Geoff earned a title match beating Athers to set up the Main Event for the Pool Crown which we now have an actual belt adorned with tyler bate and will ospreay face for some reason.

The title match was akin to Steve Davis vs Dennis Taylor from the 1980s with the match hanging on a black ball with Athers missing an easy black cannoning off the knuckle of the middle pocket to his despair. This left Geoff to clear up to capture the belt for a third time with a celebration last seen when Shawn Michaels won the WWF Title at Wrestlemania 12. One thing to state about this match was that it played to a backdrop of 'Candle in the Wind' and the 9 minute version of 'Loch Lomond', you cant make this shit up.

One last match took place with 2 of the 1000 Chris's in britwres beating the O's to win a Chicken Mayonnaise reduced sandwich from Boots.

Drinks in here included a pint of Summer Breeze for £3.80, half a pint of 7.1% Bacon and Maple Syrup Stout for £2.20, plus another half of pale ale and a packet of Nik Naks. If you are ever in Leeds I recommend visiting this hidden gem of a pub.

Arriving at CHURCH it was great to see a healthy crowd with the venue looking splendid with the lighting. The only sad thing to report was that apart from Stella Cidre (£4.50 a pint) all draught lager was off, so it was bottles or that or coca cola to which I had 2 pints of for a change due to the lack of proper ale.

So what went down -

It was The Great British Drake Off with HT Drake facing off with James Drake in what seemed like a face vs face contest which initially confused our group because of HT being the local star and JD being from Lancashire but we soon picked a side and cheered for the gorgeous silky locks of JD. Once both guys got through the initial feeling out process, they put on a decent opener with HT Drake getting the win here after about 12 minutes and he now moves on to December where he faces current champion Rampage Brown. James Drake I predict is going to do great as a good guy on the scene and with performances like this he isnt far away from it.

Next up was the walking tampon head Sean Only vs Luke Menzies (Former Rugby League player and WWE bound wrestler). This only lasted 10 minutes with Only trying to avoid the muscular Menzies at all costs, Menzies did some impressive throws on Only and looks like a guy with boundless potential and if he plays his cards right could be in the upper echelon of UK BIG LADS. Finish came when Only superkicked the referee intentionally to cause the cheap DQ win for Menzies.

Match No.3 was a NO DQ Match between Clint Margera and Drew Parker who when we last saw these 2, they were a part of the infamous deathmatch at FCP that only nightmares are made of. This in its own right was a decent NO DQ scrap involving chair battles, BritWres Pool Belt Shots to the head, stapling of TIDAL flyers to each other. The end came when Margera hoisted Drew up to the top rope for the match winning Death Valley Driver with Parker onto 2 chairs with Drawing pins. Really good to watch this and not your usual walk and brawl that sometimes can ruin these matches.

Half time Main Event with NO FUNNNNAHHH Damien Dunne vs Evil Uno who I admit to only having seen a handful of times on old PWG DVDs. Decent stuff here with Dunne getting annoyed with fun and frivality of the crowd which eventually got to him as Evil Uno hit the One Winged Angel on to his Knee which looked EVIL you might say. UNO i wouldnt mind seeing again, maybe with his SSB tag partner.

Back from the break and it was time for Tag Team action with debuting Rogues Gallery vs The Lion Kings. A lengthy tag team match built around The Rogues beating down an injured Seb whilst neutralising Nsereko on the other side. Nsereko got the hot tag and eventually him and Seb cleaned house with Strife hitting a top rope splash after the Ugandan Drop for the 1-2-3. Personal opinion this was my 2nd favourite match of the night with decent work and storytelling from both teams and this is one match I for one would like to see again.

Next up was Kyle Fletcher accompanied by "the hand slapper of doom" Mark Davis vs OOH AH DAVID STARR IN LEEDS. Opening moments included great chain wrestling between 2 of my current favourites played out to songs about buying David Starrs Merch (And You Should!!). Sadly this match was short lived when Davis jumped in to cause the DQ but El Ligero came down to help Starr to femd off the Aussies which then in turn set up an impromtu Tag Team Match HOLLA HOLLA!!

Aussie Open vs Dave "N" Ligs, this was my favourite match of the night lasting around 15 minutes under Tornado Tag rules. This was everything and more that you would expect from these 4 guys with near falls coming from a Davis Pop Up Piledriver which is great to see, Starr hit a double Cherry Mint DDT to both Aussies. Finish came with Starr who is on a winning streak in the UK now hitting a running knee on Fletcher for the win - Fantastic stuff 👍

Main Event time with Little Miss Roxxy facing Lana Austin for the No.1 contenders to face Lizzy Styles in December (this was supposed to be a 3 way title match but Styles pulled out due to schedule issues). A good main event with 2 of the North's best female wrestlers and as I have stated in previous issues, Lana Austin has improved immensely in the last 18 months and hopefully gets a try in your Progress or Fight Club Pro's one day. But sadly on this occasion, for all our cheering Lana went down to a suplex pin for the loss, but it didnt there as Lana went mad after the match hitting Roxxy and 2 refs with a steel chair to the boos of the crowd.

So that was that and for me maybe the best Tidal show of the year and a return to form after hitting a lull in the middle of this year with the electricity problems and wrestlers double booking. The newbies enjoyed as far as I could tell and I for one ask you to come on the 26th November to check them put for yourselves.

Show done it was time for a final couple of drinks respectively in The Dry Dock and Friends of Ham with the Graps Gang.

A fantastic day all around with great like minded people. Now all roads lead to this weekend with the triple header of PCW/WXW/PROGRESS which should be immense.

#grapsandclaps

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

BYSOMEBODYWHOJUSTPICKEDMEUPANDTHREWMEAWAAAAAAAYYY!!!!

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

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

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

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

I Can’t Play

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

Theres a peak on every mountain…

A shore for every sea….

Its hard to understand were you meant for me…

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

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

But have you paid attention to the smooth track titled

Love Will Find A Way

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

Imagination

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

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

That’s What Love Is

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

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

Crazy

Love Confession was filled with love letters between the two,

I been looking for a new love….

Didnt know where it was…

All the time there you were…..

I must have been CRAZY….

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

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

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

I’ll Be Your Shoulder

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

Who Ever Said It Was Love

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

Onto to 1992!! Femme Fatale POW!!

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

Hope That We Can Be Together Soon

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

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

Good Morning Heartache

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

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

Cigarette Ashes On The Floor

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

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

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

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

Don’t Explain

Just listen…’Nuff said!

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

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

I Love Every Little Thing About You

The next being

Something I Never Had

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

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

  Special mention to the tracks

You Made Me Love You

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

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

Go Away Little Boy

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

She also took on the Ann Peebles classic

I Cant Stand The Rain

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

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

Panther

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

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

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