#kevn

[jacenotjason]

op au school doodles

In preparation for the return of the ask blog lmao, I wanted to warm up drawing the characters

Featuring Lila's cool hair thing, and a rough idea of what Op captain looks like without his mask

Yes op captain saying "okeee" is a murder drones reference leave me be HAHE

[anneliesengland]

Bull Durham, great 80's flick. I do love 80's movies.

[papertowness]

bruce springsteen poster at the concert venue my parents dragged me to :]

[flamingoroadalbumphoto]

Casting de la saison 2.

[franciscomaldo]

#KevinBacon protagonizará serie de horror de #AmazonPrimeVideo #TheBondsman √

Kevin Bacon (Following, City on a Hill) protagonizará la serie de acción de género The Bondsman  para Prime Video de Amazon. Kevin Bacon en “They/Them” (2022). / Imagen cortesía Josh Stringer / Peacock / Everett Collection El drama, que obtuvo un pedido directo de serie, proviene del creador Grainger David, cuyo cortometraje The Chair se proyectó en competencia por la Palma de Oro en el…

[problematically-vague]

i had the same reaction when, after just indulging in a marathon of several years' worth of Welcome To Night Vale episodes, i started the Murderbot Diaries audiobooks- which are narrated by Kevin R. Free.

i absolutely got an all-over body shiver and my entire mind went "KEVIN??? noooo" like his character had escaped night vale and was now in the real world lol

it’s very disorienting that rod serling narrated jacques cousteau’s nature documentaries because you start watching and his voice hoves in and youre like IS SOMETHING CREEPY GOING TO HAPPEN TO THE MANATEES but then nothing creepy happens

[coff33andb00ks]

Rule Breaker - Pt 5

max Verstappen x single mom!reader (with logan sargeant)

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warnings: cursing, minimally proofread, disgusting amount of fluff Summary: Max has it all...right? Besides, he's too busy collecting trophies and completing side quests for anything else. Until... You moved across a whole ass ocean to start over, uprooting you and your son's lives to become social media admin for cars that drive in circles. word count: 4153 auth.note: logan girlies rise up, new banner, also broke this into two parts for reasons, this is a poly fic now and I need to update the summary too don't I spotify: i made a playlist

Kevin sighed heavily, his breath fogging the window. Wiping it away with his hand, he kept staring outside. As though by sheer willpower he could change the weather. "It's rained all day."

Max chuckled, swirling his coffee in his cup. "I know, maate. But it's getting better now, yeah?"

The boy shrugged, turning and jumping down from the sofa. Max knew he had to be bored. There were only so many races and demolition derbies he could put together with the few toy cars he'd brought. The tablet he sometimes played on was charging, and they'd already watched two movies since that morning.

Sighing, Max finished his coffee in one gulp and set his cup down. "Right, come on."

Kevn looked confused, even when Max shrugged on his coat and reached for Kevin's boots. "Where we going?"

"Anywhere but here." Max grinned as the boy rushed to him, nearly falling over as he tried to shove one of his feet into a boot. "We'll go out in the rain, yeah?" he suggested, helping him get his boots on then his raincoat. "It's just a little water."

"Can we splash?" Kevin asked hopefully as he skipped to the stairs.

"Wouldn't be a walk in the rain without a splash," Max promised, picking him up and carrying him until they were outside. Kevin immediately pushed the hood of his coat back, closing his eyes and giggling as the rain landed on his face.

He made sure to get plenty of pictures for y/n of Kevin riding his scooter along the asphalt, and of him trying to jump hard enough to make the puddle water splash above his head. And then he had to do it himself, the boy's childish glee contagious to the point his side ached from laughing. The rain let up and Max knew he had to be ready to go back inside but no, it was time to hunt for wildlife. His shoes squished with water at each step as he held onto Kevin's hand, letting the boy lead him to where they'd spotted groundhogs earlier in the day.

"What if they drowned?" Kevin asked worriedly a few moments later, wringing his small hands and looking down into the flooded hole at the base of the barrier.

"I'm sure they didn't, mate. They're smart, yeah?" Max squatted down, looking at the hole. "They know how to get away from the rain."

"They're on the other side of the wall," a voice said behind them.

Max wanted to be annoyed at the interruption. But Kevin's face lit up at the sound of Logan's voice, and within seconds he was trying to scale the wall.

"I'm too small." Kevin's voice was mournful and accompanied by a world-weary sigh.

"C'mon, I'll hold you up." Logan extended his hands, giving Max a quick nod as he lifted Kevin.

Straightening, Max moved over to peer over the wall, seeing one of the groundhogs creeping away. "See, little mate? They're fine."

Kevin looked and sounded relieved, waving at the animal though it didn't seem to care. "I like animals, Mister Logan."

"Country kid. There's a bunch of geese over on the lake, you wanna go see?" Logan asked.

And he had to tag along. He couldn't just push Kevin into Logan's care, even if the guy was seeing the boy's mom. Kevin chattered nonstop about animals, telling a garbled tale about a goose that had chased him in the park. Squeezing past the turnstile, he waved at the security to indicate the child was with him. Not that he needed to worry, since Kevin already knew the person by name.

"Wow," Kevin breathed in awe as they stepped onto the temporary platform and he saw the dozens of geese gliding over the water.

He looked on as Logan affectionately pushed Kevin's damp hair back from his face, keeping a firm grip on his hand when he walked to the very edge to look down into the water. The breeze sent a chill through him and he worried that Kevin might be cold, too, but didn't want to ruin his fun. Just a few more minutes. It was almost the time y/n had said she'd be done.

"You're good with him," he said to Logan once they were on their way back. He kept his eyes on Kevin, who had gotten back on his scooter and was just ahead, steering so he splashed anyone he passed. But he felt Logan look at him in surprise.

"You think so?" Logan asked.

Max nodded. "He can be a handful, yeah?"

"Yeah, but… He's a good kid." The smile was evident in his voice. "You… You ever think about having kids?"

Only if they looked like… He sighed, nodding. "Sometimes. You?"

"Not really." Logan cleared his throat. "Not until recently."

And now it was time to change the subject. Because—

"You're close with y/n." It wasn't a question.

His stomach twisted. "She's my coworker. An important member of the team."

"Well, yeah, but… You don't watch Checo's kids when they're at the track."

Fucking Americans and their need to point out the obvious. "Okay, so I'm close. I guess I'd consider her a friend." That hurt to say and he didn't want to investigate why. "Why?"

"Maybe you don't know, if you're only – Do you know why she's shy about a relationship?"

Fuck.

"I mean, we've gone out a few times, but." Logan sighed. "I just thought you might know. You're closer to her than anyone else."

"I don't know," Max said, trying his best to not sound annoyed. Watching Kevin, he slowed when the boy stopped to show his scooter off to Oscar. He spotted a Red Bull shirt up ahead and knew it was y/n, was certain when Kevin squealed and took off towards her, leaving Oscar holding his scooter. Stopping, he turned to Logan. "I don't know why, but I think it's because she's a single mom. His dad's not around at all, that's all I know."

Logan nodded. "Thanks, mate."

Max wrinkled his nose. "You've been around Alex and Oscar too much. It sounds weird when you say mate."

"I can't help it," he laughed. "Not enough Americans around here."

"There's a couple," Max said, nodding towards Kevin and y/n, who were slowly heading back towards them. And though it hurt, the words formed in his mouth. And though he didn't want to say them, they came out. "She likes you. Little mate likes you. I think… If you don't push her, it'll work out like it's supposed to."

"Really?" Logan looked over at her, and Max felt the usual bitterness in his chest when he smiled. "Thanks, Max."

It wasn't fair. Max knew that was something that only would be acceptable if Kevin were to say it, because only a three year old could make that statement and not be looked at with disdain. So he kept it to himself, swallowing down the jealousy as Logan moved first, taking up the boy's scooter and meeting y/n and Kevin. He felt unnecessary and wondered why he moved to join them when he could be heading to the motorhome to change his shoes and get ready to go back to the hotel for the night.

She reached out, smiling as she squeezed his arm. "Thanks so much for keeping an eye on him. I can tell he had an amazing time."

Suddenly he didn't feel useless. "We both did, but he was going stir crazy."

"I'm glad you took him out." She looked him up and down while Kevin jumped in a nearby puddle, encouraging Logan to join in. "Did he splash you?"

He looked down and saw the water and bits of mud splashed up his legs. "Ah, a little bit. Then I had to do it myself."

"You did?" she giggled, squeezing his arm again and letting go. "Oh I wish I could have seen that."

"I'll send you the video," he sighed as her hand slid down his arm.

"Mama, gotta pee."

"C'mon, kleine maat." Max reached for him, waving off her insistence that she could do it. "I've got to change anyway. I'll take care of it while you get your stuff packed."

"Thank you, Max," she said softly. "I just need to check in with the other admins about tomorrow then I'll be up."

He nodded, settling Kevin on his hip. The boy wrapped his arms around his neck, head resting on his shoulder as he was carried off. "Toilet then we'll get dry yeah? And—"

"Grote maat?"

"Yeah?"

Kevin sighed and Max wondered if he was just tired. It had been a long day and as far as he knew the boy hadn't had more than a thirty minute nap just after lunch. Or maybe he wasn't sure how to say whatever it was he wanted to say. "Nothin'," he finally mumbled.

"It's something," Max said gently, catching the closing door with one foot and pushing it open so he could enter the motorhome.

"I don't have a daddy," Kevin blurted once they were upstairs and Max was setting him down.

Max blinked, freezing for a few seconds. "Hasn't your mum talked to you about that?"

"No… Yeah. She said…" His face screwed up in thought.

And Max remembered he had to use the toilet. Guiding him into the bathroom, he turned his back to give him privacy, using the time to take off his coat and sodden shoes.

"Laura has a daddy," Kevin announced once he'd flushed.

It took him a couple seconds to remember who Laura was. "Yes… Her dad has the same name as you."

"But he's not my daddy."

"No, he's not," Max sighed. Picking up the discarded raincoat, he threw it over his shoulder and held the boy up at the sink so he could wash his hands. "What did your mum say?"

Kevin drew in a deep breath. "Not everybody gets a mama or a daddy. Some people get both." He shook the water from his hands and stretched to get a paper towel, his expression far too serious for one so young. "I love mama."

Max swallowed the unbidden lump of emotion in his throat. "I know you do, kleine maat. She loves you too."

"Mister Logan likes her."

Max inhaled slowly and let it out even slower. "Yeah, I guess so," he said, setting Kevin down and ushering him from the bathroom. "But that—"

"Do you think he'd be my daddy?"

"I don't—"

"You like mama."

Oh no. No. He had to put a stop to this. "I—"

There was a gentle knock on the door and Max would have gladly kissed whoever was on the other side. "We'll talk later, yeah?" he promised in a rush, moving to wrench open the door and more relieved to see y/n than he should have been.

"Hey," she said, slipping past him. "Alright, doodle bug, let's get ready to go, okay?"

"I'm just gonna… Change," Max said, still numb from Kevin's assertion. Grabbing a clean set of clothes from his suitcase, he carried them into the bathroom and closed the door with a sigh.

Maybe spending so much time with the kid was a bad idea. Obviously he thought that time together equaled a father figure, and since that would never happen, he should pull back. Let her be happy with Logan. Or not. Whichever path she chose wouldn't include him, so there was no need for him to continue to stick around.

He could hear them talking softly, wondered what Kevin was telling her about his afternoon. Wondered what her reaction would be to her son suddenly wanting a father. He had probably brought it up before, so she would just deflect or give him her usual answer, and—

"Max? Have you got his raincoat?"

He blinked, saw the bright blue coat he'd tossed over the sink. "Yeah, sorry. A couple of his cars are in here, too. Just a minute."

"No rush, I'm making him change into dry clothes." Her voice faded as she walked away from the door.

When he came out a few moments later, Kevin was pouting as she worked a comb through his hair. Wordlessly he draped the raincoat over the back of the chair and dropped the cars into Kevin's bag then made sure to give the boy a quick smile while smoothing his own hair.

"Want Mister Max to fix it," Kevin said suddenly and Max grunted in surprise when the boy suddenly bolted towards him.

Y/n shrugged, tossing the comb to him. Sitting back on her heels, she rolled her shoulders then bent to make sure none of Kevin's toys were hiding under the couch.

Kneeling down, Max shared a smile with Kevin and began to gently work the comb through his unruly curls. "Your mum has more experience with this than me," he whispered.

"But she's tired. Work," Kevin whispered back.

He almost laughed, wondering what Kevin considered his own work that day. "Do you know what she does?"

Kevin shrugged. "It's on her phone. Pictures and movies for the online people."

"Bit more than that, but yeah. And she's very good at it," Max promised, focusing on guiding the curls back from the boy's face.

"Can you do it? Or do you just drive?"

So that was what he did. Just drove. "No, I can't do what she does." He felt her watching them and looked over at her. "She's the only one who can do it."

"What are you two talking about?" she asked.

"Taxes!" Kevin answered with a giggle.

Max grinned, shaking his head as he finished combing his hair. Aware of her disbelieving look, he shrugged. "You heard him, we're talking about taxes."

"What about taxes?" She narrowed her eyes.

"They suck," Kevin said with all the certainty only a child could produce.

Max tipped his head. "Exactly."

She snorted, taking the comb and slipping it into her bag. "You're lying but whatever. Let's get your—" She stopped, because Max was already helping Kevin with his raincoat.

"Keep your hood up outside, yeah? You don't want cold ears." Max sat down fully, stretching to get a dry pair of shoes from his suitcase. "Do you need a ride back to the hotel?"

"I was just gonna Uber," she said, zipping up the bag of Kevin's things. "Gotta stop and get some dinner, so—"

"Y/n."

"Hm?" She looked at him as he stood. And sighed. "Okay."

"Okay?"

She nodded. "Okay."

Okay. He cleared his throat and grabbed his jacket. "Unless you and Logan…"

"No." She looked on while he moved to help Kevin with his rain boots. "He's… Got stuff on his mind."

"The car?" Max guessed, seeing her nod. "I don't blame him. It's fucking shit."

"Max!"

"It is," he said with a shrug. "He'd have better luck with a bicycle."

"That might be true, but—"

"He's good," Max told her. "It's not him, it's the team and the cars. They brought him up too soon and when he wasn't immediately amazing they lost faith in him. You can't earn points if the team is constantly shitting on you."

"Max," she hissed.

And he felt himself blush. "Sorry," he mumbled to Kevin.

"Mama says it too," the boy told him.

"The point is—"

"Vowles is stupid, that's what the point is. Instead of supporting his driver he's telling the world he's looking for someone new. He favors Alex, gives him the better car, and leaves Logan to struggle." Max straightened and sighed. "Logan's not perfect on the track, y/n, but he would be improving if his team believed in him and helped him learn."

"I know," she whispered sadly. "He's—" She pressed her lips together. "Are we even supposed to talk about it?"

They probably weren't, but he didn't care. "Doesn't matter. He's what?"

"He's worried about next year. He loves this," she said. "It's what he's worked so hard to get to, and now it's slipping away."

And Max knew she was falling for the American. She, who'd known the man for barely a month, showed more concern for him than the so-called team he drove for. He wondered if Logan had any idea. "I'm sorry," he said softly. When she looked at him doubtfully, he sighed. "I really am, y/n. But we've got more than half the season to go. Don't give up hope, yeah?"

"I'll do my best," she murmured. "I'm sorry, I just—"

"Worry," he finished with a nod. "I know. C'mon, let's go, yeah? Get him some dinner before he falls asleep."

"Not sleepy," Kevin said, ruining the announcement by yawning.

"We were talking about you," Max murmured once they were in the back seat of the car and on their way from the track.

"What?" The fading daylight was just enough for him to see her look over at him.

"Taxes."

"Oh." She chuckled, shifting Kevin in her lap as he leaned against her. "That's what I always tell him when me and Ellie are talking about something I don't want him to know."

"Good idea." He looked down at his phone, replying to the messages he'd been ignoring from his father. "Did you know I just drive?"

"Yeah, you should really start doing Uber," she teased.

He snorted. "Sixty or seventy laps, three hundred kilometers an hour. Practically a Sunday drive in the country."

"Well… Isn't it usually?"

"You're not funny," he muttered, ignoring his fathers lengthy questions about strategy and stats for the weekend and opening his messages with Christian.

"I'm hilarious. You just have no sense of humor."

"The groundhogs at the track are funnier than you – Ay!" he laughed when she shoved his shoulder.

"You're such an ass, Max."

"Y/n," he gasped in mock shock, pointedly looking at Kevin.

Kevin, who was almost asleep.

"Fine, you're such a butt, Max," she corrected.

To his delight, they playfully bickered all the way to the restaurant she'd ordered their dinner from. And from there all the way to the hotel. It was fun and playful, and kept Kevin from falling asleep, and he reveled in making her laugh so hard as they climbed out of the car at the hotel, turning to get Kevin. Max waved her off, holding the boy and pausing to greet some of the fans waiting, ignoring their questions about who Kevin was. He had a sinking feeling that the photos – and movies, as Kevin called them – would be plastered online before he reached the elevator and wondered if he should have let her carry her son inside. But she had to know it would happen, and he could only hope the fans online would be polite.

"Thanks, Max," she said when he carried Max into her hotel room. He opened his mouth to say she was welcome, but she continued, "I don't mean just this. You've done more than anyone would have expected you to for me the past couple days."

While she spoke she unpacked her and Kevin's food, and Max instinctively moved to help Kevin out of his boots and jacket, sending him to the bathroom to wash his hands. "I really don't mind."

"You sure?" she asked, looking up from her phone.

"I like—" he stopped when there was a knock on the open door.

Apparently Logan didn't have too much stuff on his mind. Exchanging a nod in greeting, Max looked away, his lightened mood dimming as y/n spoke to him, insisting he come in and eat, she'd gotten an extra burger. Despite Logan's assertion that he was fine, she had him seated at the small table in no time and Max wondered how it felt, to be fussed over so affectionately. Kevin, even though he was tired, greeted the man with exuberance, and at least he knew what that was like, and wondered if he looked that happy when the boy climbed into his lap.

"I should get going," he said, feeling like a third wheel. Like he was intruding on a private moment.

She looked ready to say he didn't have to, but nodded. "Okay. Thanks again, Max."

"Anytime," he promised.

"How do I look?"

"Amazing."

Y/n huffed. "You didn't look!"

"Sorry!" Ellie turned from the counter and her eyes widened. "Holy shit."

"Too much?" she fretted, tugging at the hem of the black dress. She would swear it had been a few inches longer in the shop.

"What's the end goal for tonight?" her friend asked.

"Dinner?" she answered slowly.

"And what else?"

She sighed. "It's just dinner, El."

Ellie leaned to make sure Kevin wasn't coming into the kitchen and lowered her voice. "Have you slept with him yet?"

"Ellie."

"I'll take that as a no." Ellie nodded. "Then it's perfect."

"What does that mean—"

"He's tall, so put on your highest heels. And since your tits are out and we're not in Carolina, grab my shawl. That blue one, it looks great with your eyes."

"My tits are not out."

"Please, one good sneeze and you'll be flashing him." Ellie smiled knowingly. "It's okay to want to have sex, you know."

Y/n huffed again, reaching to run her hands through her hair but stopping when she remembered how long she'd worked on the simple updo. So she settled for an annoyed gesture. "I know that. I just – He – I'm – El, it's been four years. And last time—"

"Not every guy is a Josh," Ellie said gently. "Give yourself some credit, babes. You were young and a little dumb, and now you're older and wiser."

"I know," she sighed.

"You worry too much. You like Logan, he likes you. He and Kevin like each other. You've been seeing him for over a month now."

Nodding, y/n opened her mouth. But her best friend kept talking.

"He's a good guy. Stop holding him at arm's length."

"But what if—"

"What if you let yourself have a little fun for the first time since you got pregnant with Kev? What if you put yourself first even if it's just for one night? What if you have the best night that makes the four hours of getting ready worth it? What if—"

"Okay, okay, okay! Point made," she said with a groan. "It was three hours."

"You really hate admitting when I'm right." Ellie crossed the small kitchen and hugged her. "You look great, sweetie. He'll drool even more than he already does when he sees you."

"Ew…"

"Fine." Ellie squeezed her tight. "No woman has ever looked more gorgeous than you look tonight, and no woman ever will. Traffic will stop, heads will turn, and everyone who sees you will wish they could be graced with one of your smiles."

"That's better." She laughed softly, hugging her friend back. "Okay, he should be here soon, I've got to get my shoes."

"And the shawl."

And the shawl. By the time she found it in Ellie's closet she was nervous, palms sweating as she fixed it around her shoulders and checked and rechecked and then triple-checked her appearance in the full length mirror. He was there, she could hear him talking to Kevin and she took several calming breaths, jumping when Ellie entered her bedroom.

"Here," her friend said, reaching to slip something into her purse.

"What—"

"Just in case. He is from Florida."

Y/n looked at what she'd dropped inside and slapped her friend's arm. "Ellie."

"Come on, before Kevin gets him to watch Cars again."

Sighing, she nodded and closed her purse after making sure she had everything. Logan was on the sofa with Kevin and her breath caught a little, both at how patiently he was listening to her son 'read' his book and at how handsome he was. She was so used to seeing him dressed casually so each time he wore something other than jeans and a hoodie it was a pleasant surprise.

"You look gorgeous," he said when they were outside. He'd said great upstairs and she still felt the surge of feminine adrenaline over how he'd stared for a full ten seconds before speaking.

"Thank you." His palm burned the small of her back as he guided her to the waiting car, and when he opened the door for her he sighed her name. She wondered if it was a good thing to start a date with a kiss and decided that it was. Because it made her feel gorgeous. Great. Beautiful.

Wanted.

Driving to the restaurant, his hand strayed to her knee and she covered it with hers, meeting his eyes when he stopped the car.

"Are we still figuring it out?" he asked softly, turning his hand and lacing their fingers together.

"I think we already have," she answered, swallowing when his hand squeezed.

Wondering why it wasn't as scary as she'd thought it would be.

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[sketchoco]

Ruff Month refs!! (PRT 1)

First we got the RowdyRuff Boys and later the OCS who will appear in the story

First up we got the RowdyRuffs themselves!!

My buddy @iluv-b-127 drew the Ruffs in the Spooky Month style and I got inspired by the edit!!

So for a little story introduction:

During late night, the Ruffs were fighting against the Puffs, and then Unknown comes in and teleports them right into the Spooky Month universe

AS they were sent there, they did become confused as hell for this is a new dimension and even avoided others (because no one looks the same as the ones in Townsville). But then, they encounter the Hatzgang and seeing how similar they look, they developed a close trust with them.

Next are the OCS:

Leo (Age: 27)

Leo is a police officer who spends most of his time in the office answering calls. However, when the Rowdyruff Boys came into his town, he goes out, along side with Captain and Shotgun. to find them before they can cause any harm to the small town. Despite his smug appearance, he's friendly and easygoing. He is even in a relationship with a woman named Dove.

Dove (age: 27)

Dove is a yoga instructor who offers three free classes to new participants. She and Leo have been dating for a long time, and they support each other in both their personal and professional lives, whether emotionally or financially. In the story, Radford suggests Kevn to take yoga classes, which is where they meet Dove. She is also Candy's older sister.

Candy/Candice (Age: 7)

Candy (or Candice) is a quiet yet energetic young girl . In the story, she befriends the main spooky boys for she loves anything spooky, no matter the season. Her personal favorite Halloween creatures are ghosts, even dressing up as one for Spooky Month.

Unknown (Age: 48)

He is a mysterious man who is responsible for sending the Rowdyruff Boys into the Spooky Month universe. He works for another villain whose goal is to eliminate all competition (so he can handle the Powerpuff Girls to himself) and take control of Townsville. Unknown was given a teleportation gun to carry out the plan. Although he doesn't talk much and keeps his life private, he isn't truly evil- he's just working for the villain in exchange for something he needs.

Hope you guys like it!!

I may make more refs with more SM characters and PPG characters (even the PPG themselves)

Ocs belong to me

The screenshot edit belongs to @iluv-b-127

Powerpuff Girls ©️ Craig McCracken

Spooky Month ©️ Sr Pelo

[ruinedsoulsrp]

It wasn't so much that Kevin had any sort of issue with Solomon having feelings for him, it was that a part of him might have been afraid that he had the same feelings, but he knew there was no way he was going to be capable of a normal relationship. Monogamy and commitment had never been his strong suits, and Sol deserved that. The brunette turned around from the fridge, the beer in his hand, his brows furrowing slightly at the other's words, before a cough of a laugh left him. "Dangerously good looking, huh?" he commented with a shake of his head. "Oh fuck off." he added at the other's teasing before he came around the island, tossing the cap of his beer bottle onto the counter top. "Right." he agreed, holding his bottle up almost as if to toast to the fact that they weren't going to let this information affect their friendship. It wasn't like Kev maintained many close friendships, and he really wasn't interested in losing the one he did have. "Now c'mon, it's your turn to pick, even though I should take it since you couldn't keep your blabber mouth shut." he teased with a smirk.

Solomon didn't mean to make the other feel uncomfortable now that he knew that he'd had a bit of a crush on him. He couldn't really help his own feelings. Kevin was an attractive looking man so it was only natural to think he was good looking. He clicked the bottle lid from his beer bottle before noticing the other male was reaching for his second from the fridge. “Relax, Kev. I mean, sure, you’ve got the whole ‘tall, dark, and dangerously good-looking’ thing going on, but I’ve got some self-control. I’m not about to pounce on you ... unless, of course, you ask nicely.” He winked, taking a sip of his drink, letting the teasing linger in the air just long enough to make the other squirm. "Besides, we’re homies. Can’t let a little crush get in the way of that, right?"

[mirzablogg]

Evliya’ya eğri bakma, kevn-i mekan elindedir,

Mülke hüküm süren odur, iki cihan elindedir.

Bazı insanlar, islâh ve irşad olmak için bir mürşide gidenlere, şu tenkitleri yöneltiyorlar:

“Kitap ve sünnetten başka yol mu arıyorsunuz?. Tövbeyi caminizde, zikri evinizde yapın. Allah ile aranıza niçin birilerini sokuyorsunuz. Gittiğiniz kimsenin Allah’ın dostu ve mürşid olduğu nereden belli. Hem iman eden herkes Allah’ın dostudur. Niçin mürşid diye bazı insanları yüceltiyor ve kendinizi onlara muhtaç hissediyorsunuz? Onlar da bizim gibi bir insan değil mi?"

Hatta bazısı daha da ileri gidip bunun bir şirk olduğunu bile söyleyebiliyor. Araştırmadan, bilgilenmeden. Daha da vahimi Kur'an bize yeter dediği Kur'an-ı Kerim'i dahi okumadan.

Bu tür sorular, her devirde sorulmuştur. “O da bizim gibi bir insandır” kıyaslaması önce peygamberlere yapılmıştır. Peşinden, “ne farkımız var ki?” değerlendirmesi gelmiştir; arkasından “bizim gibi bir insana uymayız!” hükmü verilmiştir.

Allah-ü Teala bazı kullarını peygamberlik ile şereflendirmiştir. Bazı kullarını ilim, bazı kullarına mülk, bazı kullarına saltanat vermiştir. Bazı kullarını özel dostluğu için seçmiştir. Tercih ve taksim Yüce Mevla’ya aittir.

Elbette ki Allah-ü Teala’ya dost olma yolu herkese açıktır. Yüce Mevla’ya dostluktan bir nasibi olabilir. Fakat herkes Mürşid-i Kâmil olamaz.

Ariflerin belirttiği gibi, iman dairesine girdikten sonra, sonsuz velayet dereceleri, farklı kulluk makamları, birbirinden güzel manevî haller, bitmez tükenmez ilahi zevkler ve ilimler mevcuttur. Herkesin Allah katındaki derecesi, değeri ve fazileti değişiktir.

Baksana biz, insanların bir kısmını diğerine nasıl üstün kılmışızdır. Elbette ki ahiret, derece ve üstünlük bakımından daha hayırlıdır.” (İsra, 20)

“Herkes için yapmış olduğu amellerden dolayı farklı dereceler vardır.” (Ahkaf, 19)

Mevla’ya gönül veren ilim ehlidir. Arifler, diğer müminlerle imanda ortaktırlar, fakat ilim, edep ve ilahi aşkta apayrı bir hale ve dereceye sahiptirler. Gerçek alim, ariftir; işi Hakk'ı tariftir.

Mürşid-i Kâmil, yer yüzünde Allah’ın halifesidir.

Gönlünü Allah’a veren alime, Rabbani alim denir. Mürşid-i Kâmil, Rabbani alimdir. O, Allah-u Teala tarafından seçilmiş ve sevilmiş bir kuldur.

Abdulkadir Geylani (k.s): “Velayet halktan değil, Cenab-ı Hakk'tan gelir; veliliği kullar değil, Yüce Allah verir.” buyurmuştur.

Bazı müminler, Yüce Allah’ı sever. Bunlara “muhip” denir. Bazı müminleri ise Yüce Allah sever, onlara “mahbub” denir. Mahbub, Allah’ın sevgilisi demektir. Allah (c.c), sevdiklerinin gönlünü kendisine çekmiş, onu özel terbiye ile terbiye etmiş, kendisini nurları ile süslemiş, rahmetiyle desteklemiştir.

Allah-ü Teala, Kur’an’da müjdelediği gibi (Meryem, 96), salih kullarının sevgisini gönüllere yerleştirir; onları insanlara sevdirir.

Mahbub olan zatların bir kısmı, insanları irşadla görevlendirilir; kendisine Hak yolunda imamlık görevi verilir. İcra ettikleri vazife, onların Allah’ın dostu olduğunu gün gibi ortaya koyar.

Arifler derler ki: Allah dostu Mürşid-i Kâmil'lerin diğer insanlardan en önemli farkı, meclisine giren, yüzünü gören, sözünü işiten kimselere Yüce Allah’ı hatırlatmaları ve kalplerini O’na bağlamalarıdır.

Mürşid-i Kâmil'lerin bir diğer farkı, heybet ve cazibe sahibi olmalarıdır. Kendilerini gören kimse ister istemez hallerinden etkilenir ve kalbi onların tarafına çekilir.

[rikomoriyama01]

exy armour better than lingerie Riko/Kevn aftg

[aynodndr]

Ben bu cihana sığmazam – Nesimi’den

Sözleri:

Bende sığar iki cihan, ben bu cihana sığmazam

Yersiz, yurtsuz cevher benim, hiçbir mekana sığmazam

Hem sedefim hem inciyim, Sırat’tan da geçiciyim

Bunca atlas kumaş ile ben bu dükkana sığmazam

Gizli hazine benim işte, göz önünde olan da ben

Maddenin cevheri benim, dağa, ummana sığmazam

Can ile cihan benim, dünya ile zaman menem

Ama ne dünyaya, ne zamana sığmazam

Yıldızlara felek benim, vahiy ile melek benim

Çek dilini dilsiz kesil, ben bu lisana sığmazam

Zerre benim güneş benim; çar penc û şeş sırlar benim

Her şey açık ve meydanda, ben bu meydana sığmazam

Ateşteki ağaç benim, dönüp duran şu taş benim

Bak şu ateş yalımına, ben bu yanana sığmazam

Şeker benim, bal da benim. Güneş benim ay da benim

Herkese can bağışlarım, ama ben cana sığmazam

Gerçi bugün Nesimi’yim, Haşimi’yim Kureyşî’yim

Bundan uludur ayetim; ayete şana sığmazam

Esas Metin:

Bende sığar iki cihân ben bu cihâna sığmazam

Cevher-i lâmekân benim kevn ü mekâna sığmazam

Kevn ü mekândır âyetim zâta gider bidâyetim

Sen bu nişân ile beni bil ki nişâne sığmazam

Kimse gümân ü zann ile olmadı Hakk ile biliş

Hakkı bilen bilir ki ben zann ü gümâna sığmazam

Sûrete bak vü ma’nîyi sûret içinde tanı kim

Cism ile cân benim velî cism ile câna sığmazam

Hem sadefim hem inciyim haşr ü sırât

Bunca kumâş ü raht ile ben bu dükâna sığmazam

Genc-i nihân benim ben uş ayn-ı ayân benim ben uş

Gevher-i kân benim ben uş bahr ile kâna sığmazam

Arş ile ferş ü kâf ü nûn bende bulundu cümle çün

Kes sözünü uzatma kim şerh u beyâna sığmazam

Gerçi muhît-i a’zâmım adım âdem durur âdemim

Dâr ile kün fekân benim ben mu mekâna sığmazam

Cân ile hem cihân benim dehr ile hem zamân benim

Gör bu latifeyi ki ben dehr ü zamâna sığmazam

Encüm ile felek benim vahy ile melek benim

Çek dilini vü epsem ol ben bu lisâna sığmazam

Zerre benim güneş benim çâr ile penc ü şeş benim

Sûreti gör beyân ile çünkü beyâna sığmazam

Zât ileyim sıfât ile Kadr ileyim Berât ile

Gül-şekerim nebât ile piste-dehâna sığmazam

Şehd ile hem şeker hem şems benim kamer benim

Rûh-ı revân bağışlarım rûh-ı revâna sığmazam

Tîr benim kemân benim pîr benim civân benim

Devlet-i câvidan benim îne vü âna sığmazam

Yer ü gökü düzen benim geri dönüp bozan benim

Cümle yazı yazan benim ben bu dîvâna sığmazam

Nâra yanan şecer benim çarha çıkar hacer benim

Gör bu odun zebânesin ben bu zebâne sığmazam

Gerçi bugün Nesîmîyim Hâşîmîyim Kureyşîyim

Bundan uludur âyetim âyet ü şâna sığmazam

– İmadeddin Nesimî (Seyyid Nesimî)

[bronsinseele]

got jumpscared in my own kevn tag bc i forgot how exposed he was in his mantis form

[fikrimincekurdu]

" Guhê xwe da melodiyê. Bi naskirina melodiyê re kêfa wî hat. Pê re, xemgîniyek jî peyda bû di dilê wî de. Ji ber ko her melodiyeke nas a kevn, bi xwe re ji demên bihurî hin dîmen jî dianîn û keserek bera dilê mirovî dida."

[jimmyflemion]

Well Done

Well, 4 everyone paying attention,

we’ve served up :

Rare

Medium-Rare

Medium

Medium-Well

& 2day

07/07/2024

Well-Done

U learn. U practice. U rehearse.

U get dressed up. U take the stage.

U play your best. U give it your all.

U bow. U thank . U reflect. U put your best heart forward. The new album “Well-Done” has been released from its cage 2day. Its sounds can be relished on Sunshiny Spotify, Tittilating I Tunes, Angelic Amazon Music, Dynamite Deezer & all the other pleasing, pleasant, dignified, digitalized world leaders in sonic excellence. & as always my heartfelt thanx & love goes out 2 my brother Dennis 2day.

Love,

           Jimmy

Hell Patrol - 2000-12-08 North Star Bar, Philadelphia PA

Dennis & I drove down 2 The Smashing Pumpkins rehearsal space in June of 1999 where they were either rehearsing or recording. In their work area on a desk were 2 sheets of paper. They were projected song titles 4 songs being pitched 2 b in 2 different motion pictures for Billy Corgan 2 write. When Billy was asked about these ideas, he stated wasn’t interested in the idea or projects. Dennis said 2 Billy, Jimmy will write those songs. The next day after coming home on June 15, 1999, I wrote “Eat Me Alive” & “Hell Patrol”. The demo version on “Damaged Goods/Sinned In Reverse” is myself on acoustic guitar with distortion & this 1 live features the whole band IC (in control) & Double OC (out of control).

Written by Jimmy Flemion 06/15/1999

Copyright Tangerine Rabbit Music (ASCAP)a 

Negro On Fire - 2001-01-20 7th Street Entry, Minneapolis MN

3rd time attempted was a charm playing & scoring 2 a warm 7th Street crowd basking in a wonderful winter wonderland weather wind chill of minus 7.

Written by Dennis Flemion 11/06/2000

Copyright Candy Anarchy Music (ASCAP)

Enter I - 2001-03-30 The Five Spot, Philadelphia PA

This show was moved 2 a different venue at the last minute. It was a nightclub with velvet-lined booths & beaded curtains on the top floor of a building. There was an R&B dance party after the show & every one needed 2 exit quickly. The building burned down a few years later. The white van broke down 4 good on the way 2 this show. As the van was being towed away, I said 2 the van in Bob Uecker’s words, “Goodbye old friend”. Original demo was written as a slow ballad. Thinking of songs 4 inclusion on “Hopscotch Lollipop Sunday Surprise”, Dennis liked the song but knew we could use another rocker & suggested we sped it up uptempo. Speed it up we did & 2 & a half weeks before the album’s release we debuted the sped up stylized version at 7th Street Entry. 3 days prior 2 this show on 03/27/2001 we played The Skinny in Portland, Maine. We met Bebe Buelle who attended the show & I believe that is what influenced Dennis introduction at this show 2, “Send this out 2 Liv Tyler’s lips”.

Written by Jimmy Flemion 06/26/1990

Copyright Tangerine Rabbit Music (ASCAP)

Going To California - 2001-04-05 40 Watt Club, Athens GA

Closing time at the club, we had been given the 2 minute warning by the club, 2 minutes more 2 play as it was curfew. I dropped my Univox 2 D tuning, Brian “Beezer” Hill, followed suit & we did a 1 time, 1 night only version of “Going To California”. Growing up, I’m gonna put it out there but I did worship Led Zeppelin. To the point where I bought $40 bootleg albums recorded in the back row where I had to crank the stereo to 10 to hear anything & Dennis would awaken in the morning 2 1 of these & tell me 2 turn it off. Loved Jimmy Page’s guitar playing, thought it was just so advanced, couldn’t figure out how the hell does he play like that. Dennis would try & help me by recording & playing back “Heartbreaker” at half speed 4 me to decipher. When I lived in Austin, Texas I was at HEB, the local grocery store & I was walking in & I said 2 myself is that him, & I could tell 1 guy outside had the same thought & I didn’t say hi, I guess I was awestruck but it was, u guess ed it or u didn’t, Robert Plant. I remember Kevn Kinney ( a Milwaukee native) from The Prosecutors & Drivin’ & Cryin’ was at this show & afterwards went on about how great “Going To California” was. Was nice of him 2 say.

Written by Jimmy Page & Robert Plant

Copyright Bmg Rights Management, Tratore, Songtrust Ave, Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

Enjoy - 2001-09-28 The Knitting Factory, New York NY

Brian “Beezer” Hill was 2 play bass 4 this show but his flight was cancelled post 9/11. Ben Lee filled in on bass as we ran over some songs at his apartment before the show. This is the last song of the evening I play solo on acoustic. Unbeknownst to the audience Dennis was chatting with Ben Lee offstage, backstage behind the curtain during the song & then stops talking 2 Ben long enough with his microphone 2 add his backing harmonies.

Written by Jimmy Flemion 09/05/1995

Copyright Tangerine Rabbit Music 

La, Da, Da, Da, La, Da, Da, Dee, La, Da, Da, Dum, Dum - 2001-09-29 Middle East, Cambridge.                                    

Josh Silverman was recruited on bass 4 this show at Johnny Busher’s urging & ended up adding a 2nd acoustic guitar on this song, a rare occurrence. Josh had thought he had failed the audition but was asked to join on bass 4 future shows. An enthusiastic crowd member Britany, requested this song, the only time performed live & was given a close up seat smack dab right next 2 me on stage.

Written by Jimmy Flemion 04/04/1987

Copyright Tangerine Rabbit Music (ASCAP)

She Loves You - 2001-11-09 Khyber Pass, Philadelphia PA

The sound man shut off the sound system & ended the show early because he had better things 2 do. He had thought Dennis had insulted him earlier in the show, when he was really talking 2 me. A girl yells out, “I love u”, a guy then responds, “She loves u”, prompting Dennis 2 get the, “She Loves You” train rolling. 

Written by John Winston Ono Lennon & James Paul McCartney

Copyright Capitol Cmg Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Songtrust Ave, Sony / ATV Music Publishing LLC, Tunecore Inc.

Whisper - 2001-11-29 7th Street Entry, Minneapolis MN

Just so happens Britney Spears was just a whisper away, performing down the street this night. I begin playing the opening riff before throwing in some funk flavored rhythms & mention 2 Dennis, it’s like he’s playing with Ike Turner which prompts later in the set a cover of “Proud Mary”, which in turn prompts a drunk Billie Jean King doppelgänger 2 take off her top & take the Tina Turner vocal, which prompted me 2 take the Ike Turner backing vocal.

Written by Jimmy Flemion 12/30/1996

Copyright Tangerine Rabbit Music (ASCAP)

New York Shitty - 2002-01-12 Bowery Ballroom, New York NY

Headlining gig with The Moldy Peaches opening & The Strokes in attendance in the balcony. 2nd show after 9/11 so Dennis sings his rewritten, reworked lyrics & poetry 2 suit the song, the city & the aftermath.

Written by Dennis Flemion 06/06/1999

Copyright Candy Anarchy Music (ASCAP)

Come With Me - 2002-01-24 Southgate House, Newport KY

Only show ever in Newport KY, an 1866 church turned over 2 rock music, good lord. Part of the ending, u will recognize as “Come W/ Me ll”from “Damaged Goods / Sinned In Reverse” where Dennis moves over from drums 2 keyboards. 

Written by Jimmy Flemion 09/02/1999

Copyright Tangerine Rabbit Music

(ASCAP)

I’ve Got Drugs - 2002-01-31 Echo Lounge, Atlanta GA

4 the live version we added the exciting instrumental passage walk down chord progression that resurfaces on “Love Me Anymore ll” off of “Damaged Goods/ Sinned In Reverse”.

Written by Dennis Flemion & Jimmy Flemion 08/16/1986

Copyright Candy Anarchy Music & Tangerine Rabbit Music (ASCAP)

Devil Blues - 2002-04-13 Cactus Club, Milwaukee WI

Previously, the night before we opened 4 zany Zwan in chic Chicago. This night the crowd was denied an encore unknowingly courtesy of a noise complaint.

This is the version that would have possibly been the version on “Damaged Goods / Sinned In Reverse” unless we could have matched the electricity by giving it a shot recording in Dennis’ home basement.

Written by Dennis Flemion 01/01/2001

Copyright Candy Anarchy Music (ASCAP)

The Rubble & The Priest - 2002-12-20 Knitting Factory, New York NY

Festive NYC Christmas show & as luck would have it I was sporting a rare full beard, full on. Enthusiastic clapping from start to finish inspiring an inspired performance.

Written by Jimmy Flemion 11/03/1991

Copyright Tangerine Rabbit Music (ASCAP)

Fuck Off - 2003-05-14 Launchpad, Albuquerque NM

The only show in old or New Mexico. The finger picking version.

Written in a state of confusion, sadness & loneliness, opting 2 take the low road in song 2 heal the heart.

Written by Jimmy Flemion 02/04/1986

Copyright Tangerine Rabbit Music (ASCAP)

Homos - 2003-05-16 Knitting Factory, Los Angeles CA

A rare welcoming rendering with Dennis providing keyboard theatrics 4 punctuation & exclamation!

Written by Jimmy Flemion 08/16/1986

Copyright Tangerine Rabbit Music (ASCAP)

Where’s Jerry Lewis? -2003-11-13 Village Tavern, Mount Pleasant SC

Unexpectedly successful & heavily attended show in a Charleston suburb. A non-descriptive sports bar ill-fitted 4 a rock show with no stage. A moving keyboard deluxe rendition guaranteed 4 u & friends alike 2 get the search party out 4 Jerry Lewis.

Written by Jimmy Flemion 08/16/1986

Copyright Tangerine Rabbit Music (ASCAP)

A Holy Story - 2004-01-29 Blind Pig, Ann Arbor MI

Good but sparsely attended show because of a snowstorm that blew in. A drunken fan in the room provided much amusement & banter with Dennis. Some confused college students walked out in disgust at the start of this track. Legendary club where Nirvana & Pearl Jam cut their teeth in their early days. Autobiographical tale composed under composure by yours truly, evoking feelings of love, guilt, shame & regret with the sincere vocal melody continuously attempting 2 climb out of the quicksand all the time captured with a look of a Milwaukee buck in headlights.

Written by Jimmy Flemion 02/20/1989

Copyright Tangerine Rabbit Music (ASCAP)

Follow The Yellow Brick Road - 2004-03-06 Gabe's Oasis, Iowa City IA

Ginormous gathering. Johnny Busher’s last show on bass.

Instrumental “Somewhere Over The Rainbow” follows “Follow The Yellow Brick Road”.

Written by Harold Arlen & E.Y. Harburg 

Copyright Omni Publishing 

Magical - 2004-05-22 Lime Spider, Akron OH

C Major/ A minor / F Major/ G Major, the majestic, magnetic, 50’s chord progression that will send u through the roof catapulting u into another world. A magical song slated 4, “Damaged Goods / Sinned In Reverse” that only Dennis could conceive, create, imagine, prescribe, deliver & gift. As a former megalomaniac, my favorite line from the audience during the breakdown is, “Best band ever”.

Written by Dennis Flemion 03/05/2004

Copyright Candy Anarchy Music 

Stargirl - 2006-04-22 Cactus Club, Milwaukee WI

The buildup, the strumming, the drumming, the dynamics, drama fills the air, & here it is the final Milwaukee, Wisconsin hometown song ever performed by The Frogs. 

Written by Jimmy Flemion 09/27/1994

Copyright Tangerine Rabbit Music (ASCAP)

Bass Players : 

Brian “Beezer” Hill

Tracks : (01-04)

Josh Silverman

Tracks (07-15)

Additional Acoustic Guitar 

Track (06)

Johnny Busher 

Tracks (16, 19)

Jay Tiller

Track (20)

Remixed by Johnny Busher with assistance from Kelly Kerr

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