#mardi gras mayhem

[harleybeaumont]

Mardi Gras Mayhem : Chapter 10 - Tariq

Series: Mardi Gras Mayhem (click to read each one in order!)

Fandom: TRR

Pairings: none, this is a guy’s weekend

Summary: The TRR lads celebrate Maxwell’s 21st birthday in New Orleans during Mardi Gras. What could possibly go wrong?

Chapter Synopsis: Tariq stumbles into a whole new world and undergoes an unexpected transformation.

Word Count: 1,990

Rating: MA

Warning: language, sexual innuendo

This is part of a collaboration written for @choicesprompts March 2023 prompt.

Chapter 10 - Tariq

Although he was initially surprised to be invited to Maxwell’s 21st birthday party in New Orleans, Tariq was excited. He may not have much time for friends these days, what with secretly getting his degree in fashion designing, but he still enjoyed the company of his old friends. Although the clothing Maxwell chose left much to be desired. As much as it pained him, he reluctantly put on the bright purple mardi gras suit made of the most ghastly polyester blend he had ever encountered, and the t-shirt bearing the words ‘Thick thighs, Mardi Gras vibes’. 

Tariq was certain that he didn’t have ‘thick thighs’ but he knew better than to argue with an overenthusiastic Lord Beaumont. At least he could wear his best footwear and maintain some sort of fashionable appearance despite the clown suit. 

Tariq stayed toward the back of the group as they made their way down the colorful streets, his eyes wide as they took in the most over the top drunken bacchanalia he had ever witnessed. Suddenly he was bumped quite forcefully into a woman wearing a mesh crop top, causing his hand to graze her breast. He gasped in horror, “Oh, my.. I apologize, my lady!”

The woman steadied herself with a hand on his shoulder, “Whoa there!” Thinking he was about to be slapped, Tariq raised his arms defensively, but the woman only laughed. “If you wanted a feel, cutie, all you had to do was ask!”

Tariq felt his face turn scarlet as he stammered, “a.. a f-feel?”

The woman and her whole group of friends laughed at him as they walked away, and Tariq turned to Neville wide eyed. “Where are we?!”

Neville turned his nose up and dusted off his jacket which was equally as hideous and colorful as the rest of the groups. “I told you coming to this ghastly city was a bad idea. We could be having tea with the Earl of Descoti right now, but no!” Neville poked his finger into Tariq’s shoulder. “You had to be sentimental over our old ‘friendships’ and go along with this tasteless frivolity.”

“Right,” Tariq sighed. It hadn’t been truly difficult to convince Neville to accept Maxwell’s invitation once he heard that the princes would be in attendance. Neville never missed an opportunity to suck up to the royal family.

Tariq winced as he stepped over a mysterious puddle, not wanting to ruin his favorite Italian leather oxford shoes. “Well, we should at least attempt to enjoy ourselves while we’re here.. Make the most of it.”

Neville scoffed, “As difficult as that will be in the presence of low-born, common-.” He sneered at a couple who was sitting on the curb counting their beads. “-scum.”

Tariq had had enough of Neville. That pretentious asshole was bound to be punched in the face by someone on this trip and Tariq didn’t want to be associated with him. It was no secret that he wasn’t fond of Neville.. Hell, he didn’t know a soul who was.

Tariq jogged ahead a bit and caught up to Maxwell who was grinning like a kid in a candy store. “So are you enjoying your birthday so far?”

Max slung an arm around Tariq, “Hell ya, baby! This is gonna be the best night ever! And I’m so glad you decided to come with us!”

Tariq felt a warmth growing inside his chest. Maxwell was actually happy to have him there? He didn’t just invite him as an obligation? “I’m.. glad I came too,” Tariq smiled.

Just then a stampede of people charged through the middle of their group! Tariq jumped back, trying and failing to avoid the bare breasts which were more or less thrust into his face. “Oh dear.. Pardon me.. Oh my..” He was pushed out of the way and by the time the herd dispersed he found himself down the street without a familiar face in sight. “Oh no.. oh no no no..” He frantically scanned the area around him but through the hundreds of faces he saw, not one belonged to his friends. 

Don't panic. He took out his phone and dialed each of his friends.. No answer from Maxwell, Liam, Leo, Drake, Rashad, or Bertrand.. His finger hovered over Nevilles number, but Tariq shook his head and pocketed the phone instead. He’d rather be alone than with Neville.

He walked along for a bit, trying to find somewhere safe to sit for a while and wait. Surely after a while his party would notice he was gone and call him back. He heard loud cheering from a building ahead and smiled as he realized where he was- right across the street from The Golden Lantern! He had somehow made it to their rendezvous location! Sure, he was a few hours early, but at least he could sit and wait somewhere where he knew they’d find him.

The inside of the bar was just as colorful and festive as the streets of the parade. Tariq slipped into the only empty table across from a stage. There he settled in, preparing for a long, long wait. A waitress with a shimmering red dress and a tall updo made her way over to his table with a grin.

“What can I get you to drink, sugar?”

Tariq chuckled nervously. Everyone here was so forward and he didn’t know how to handle it. “I, uh.. I’m not sure.”

She sat down at his table and batted her long eyelashes at him. “Are you alone tonight?”

“Well.. my friends are supposed to meet me here later. So I’m just waiting for them.” 

She gave him a long, intense look that caused Tariq to blush and look away. “Sorry for staring,” the waitress chuckled deeply. “Your bone structure is just.. stunning.”

Tariq met her gaze with a shy smile. “It is?”

“Of course! Have you ever thought of performing?”

“Performing?”

She looked around and called another waitress over. “Rosy! Get over here!”

Rosy flounced over in a purple sequined dress placing her hands on her hips. “What is it, Coco?”

Tariq eyed Rosy’s silver high heeled shoes in awe. He cleared his throat, “I’m sorry, but are those this season’s Manolo crystal ankle slingback pumps?”

Rosy and Coco’s jaws dropped simultaneously, and the latter spoke. “I knew this boy had something special about him! Not only is he stunningly gorgeous, but he also knows fashion!?”

Tariq had never been more confused and flattered in his life. “Well.. I am actually working on a fashion degree and I have a certain affinity for designer shoes, so-”

“You treasure!” Rosy pulled Tariq up, clasping his cheeks in her gloved hands. “We have to get you backstage! He needs to meet Mystique!” 

As he was escorted away from the safety of his table and led through a door labeled ‘employees only’, he found himself in a sea of sparkling dresses on hangers, feather boas, high heeled shoes, wigs, and vanities well stocked with various shades of makeup. He felt like he was backstage at a fashion show. It was beautiful.

“Ladies! Get out here!” Coco called out and several half dressed women emerged into the room.

“Oh dear! I’m so sorry!” Tariq covered his eyes and spun around, mortified. He had witnessed more nudity on this trip than he had ever seen in his life!

“What do we have here?” A deep voice asked curiously and Tariq lowered his hands. When he looked at the person in front of him he saw a six foot tall woman with broad shoulders, makeup, a wig cap, and a gold dress. To the left of them, a man was changing out of a button up shirt and into a rainbow halter top.

For the first time since he arrived, Tariq noticed how tall the waitresses on either side of him were. The more he looked around, the more he realized how tall everyone in the dressing room was. 

“Oh dear,” Rosy chuckled. “I think he just now figured it out!”

Tariq looked around, feeling embarrassed by his naivety. "This is a.. a..”

“A drag show, honey!” Coco laughed.

The others chuckled and Tariq couldn’t help but join them. “Oh my.. I’m sorry I didn’t realize! You’re all just so stunning and gorgeous and-” He stopped and blushed. It wasn’t like him to give compliments and speak so freely.

“Well you are a charmer. And that accent!” A lady in a blue feather crown stepped forward. 

“Mystique, we found this little cutie at a table alone. He knows his fashion and I think he would be the perfect stand in for Honey Bee tonight.”

Mystique gently took hold of Tariqs chin and tilted his head side to side before breaking into a wide sparkling grin. “I think you’re right.”

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Before Tariq even realized what was happening, he found himself seated in front of a vanity mirror. The drag queens showered him with makeup and compliments alike, and he couldn’t bring himself to protest. He had never thought about dressing in drag before, but he didn’t hate it. In fact, once he saw himself in the mirror.. He liked it.

He looked gorgeous! His eyebrows were on fleek, his lips were plump, his cheekbones were higher than the Eiffel Tower, his jawline could cut glass! When Mystique placed the long auburn wig on his head and helped him into the floral mini dress, he felt like a new person! He had never felt confidence like he did in that very moment and he couldn't help but tear up.

Mystique grabbed a tissue and quickly blotted his eyes. “Don't cry honey! You’ll ruin your makeup!”

“Sorry,” Tariq sniffled. “I just..”

“It’s ok,” she smiled. “I understand. You’re divine! Now you need a stage name..”

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Tariq stood just offstage with Mystique and Lulu on either side of him, preparing to go out into the spotlight.  What was he even doing? Tonight felt like a dream, but he had never felt more alive. The upbeat, pop music started and the announcer spoke into the microphone. “This one is for all the ladies out there who just wanna have fun!”

Tariq tried to calm his breathing. He only had an hour prior to get made over, practice dancing in heels, and rehearse a short routine! He didn't want to get out there and make a fool of himself! 

The announcer spoke again, “Put your hands together for Mystique, Little Lulu, and our newcomer, Miss Manolo!”

The three of them filed onto the stage and Tariq froze. There were dozens of patrons in the bar cheering and clapping for them. Mystique leaned in and whispered in his ear, “you got this girl! Work those Manolos!”

Tariq felt a thrill go through him and suddenly he was transformed from mild mannered Lord Tariq to the audacious Miss Manolo. Girls Just Wanna Have Fun blasted over the speakers and he completely owned that stage! Working his hips, he spun, shimmied, and even did a bit of twerking. This was the most fun he had ever had in his entire life. Maxwell was right- this had been the best night ever! 

Oh no.. Maxwell and the rest of his friends! He suddenly remembered they were all supposed to meet at this location very soon. He needed to get backstage and change before they saw him!

But then again..

There was no way they’d recognize him. And the other ladies had worked so hard to get him ready for the show. And damn it all, he was having FUN for once in his life! No, he wasn’t done enjoying this. He followed Mystique and Lulu as they made their way off stage and into the crowd. Tariq was surprised to find gentlemen and ladies alike thrusting dollar bills at him. They really liked him! He continued to dance and work the crowd without a care in the world.

[karahalloway]

Mardi Gras Mayhem- Chapter 2: Bertrand

Fandom: TRR

Series: Mardi Gras Mayhem (click the link to read each part in order!)

Pairings: None

Summary: The TRR lads celebrate Maxwell's 21st birthday in New Orleans during Mardi Gras. What can possibly go wrong?

Synopsis: Bertrand finds himself in deep water (somewhat literally) when he becomes separated from the rest of the group...

Word count: 2,500

Warnings: M (swearing, cringe, various states of undress and nudity)

A/N: This is a part of a collaboration written for @choicesprompts' March prompt.

Bertrand

"...now pay attention, because this next part is important," Bertrand shouted over the deafening music. "Canal Street, which we are currently on, serves as the dividing line between the northern, uptown, and southern, downtown sections of several streets. As a result, streets that transect Canal Street actually have different names depending on—"

A loud oof! suddenlyexploded out of the elder Beaumont as a wayward body careened into him. He faltered, but managed to retain his balance, only have two more people nearly topple him to the curb.

"I beg your— Oh, good Lord!" exclaimed Bertrand as whatever remonstration he was going to deliver died on his lips at the sight of the steady stream of bare breasts bouncing past his line of vision.

"Whoo! Mardi Gras!"

"Carnival is the best!"

"Livin' la vida loca!"

Bertrand's eyes widened as he took in the Bacchic revelry. "What the devil...?"

"Come join the party, handsome!"

A well-endowed lady lassoed him with her feather boa.

"Ah... A-Absolutely not!" Bertrand managed to choke out.

"Ooh, tough customer..." purred the woman as she started to slowly reel him in. "What about some beads? Got any of those?"

"You cannot seriously think that I would condone such vulgar behaviour, let alone reward it with cheap, plastic trinkets!"

"Hmm... you're right," mused the buxom woman, gyrating her hips to the beat of the marching drums. "Trinkets are cheap... But I'm open to other arrangements..."

"What! No! That is not what I—"

He cast his gaze around the crowd wildly, looking for assistance. But all he saw — and heard — were half-naked women laughing and shrieking.

But then, a gap in the crush opened up — as if Moses himself had parted the sea of tumultuous humanity — and Bertrand laid eyes on a sight that instantly lifted his spirit.

Mr Walker!

Drake had somehow managed to extricate himself from the press and had taken shelter in the relative safety of a shop awning.

As if by fate the younger man glanced his way.

The two sets of brown eyes locked.

Bertrand's heart swelled with relief.

At last! Hope of salva—

Drake was gone.

The elder Beaumont blinked.

Had it been a mere trick of the fading light? A hopeful mirage conjured up by his brain in a moment of sheer terror and helpl—?

He spotted the back of the well-built young man just as it disappeared down an alleyway.

Bertrand was speechless.

Did... Did Mr Walker just... abandon him? Surely not! That would have been most uncouth! Maybe he just—

"Now about that exchange of goods for services..." slurred the woman into his ear.

Bertrand realised that his number was up. It was now or never — all down to him. It was too late to wait for the cavalry.

"Take the beads!" cried Bertrand, ducking out from between the constraints of the boa to scoop some multicoloured bead up from the ground and toss it at the buxom woman.

"Hey! What the—?"

"Beads!"

Half a dozen hands snapped eagerly upwards to try and claim the airborne trinkets.

Bertrand used the crowd's momentary distraction to quickly drop down to the asphalt and scurry away on his hands and knees, trying to avoid the detritus that the parade had left in its wake.

Christ alive! The indignities a Duke was forced to subject himself to! This was exactly why—

"Damnation!" he exclaimed, as in his effort to dodge a pair of steel-toed crocodile leather boots, he inadvertently scuttled into something warm and wet.

Lifting his hand sourly out of the questionable looking puddle, he tried to shake off the offending droplets that clung stickily to his skin...

"Argh!"

...only to have his other hand stomped on by a size 12 sandal.

Snatching his injured hand to his chest, he barely had time to assess the damage before he found himself barrelled over by a swarthy — and very hairy! — man wearing nothing but a cape and some rather ill-fitting faux-leather Speedo's.

"Beads for Sparta!" he hollered at the top of his lungs, brandishing his plastic toy sword in the air as he stampeded through the crowd like a raging bull.

"Ha-ROO!"

"Ow..." moaned Bertrand from the ground as a phalanx of the man's compatriots — all in similar states of (un)dress — hurried past, only narrowly missing the prone form of the hapless Cordonian.

This had most definitely been a bad idea...

Once the last of the barbarians had stomped past, Bertrand gingerly pushed himself up to a seated position, noting with distaste that both his green suede dinner jacket and slim-fit purple tuxedo trousers were now damp and soiled. And his top hat had been knocked from his head.

He heaved a dejected breath.

So much for a dignified soirée in the French Quarter...

When Maxwell had declared that he wanted to celebrate his 21st birthday party in New Orleans, Bertrand had actually been impressed. The city was one of the oldest in North America, a unique melting pot of Spanish, French and Creole influences that could be readily observed and appreciated through the food, dialect and architecture.

All in all, a much more cultured destination than, for instance, the drug- and alcohol-fuelled madness of Ibiza...

So, thinking that Maxwell was actually making a grown-up choice for once, Bertrand had set about planning the details of the trip with all the fervour of a born and bred Beaumont — the trans-Atlantic first-class flight, the upscale hotel, the guided walking tour, the historic paddle steamer cruise down the Mississippi River...

But all that had gone to pot when, upon their arrival, Maxwell had declared that the real reason he'd picked the Big Easy was not because of its sophisticated cultural offerings, but because he wanted to experience Mardi Gras — the annual two-week extravaganza that saw participants don ridiculous costumes to run amok around town like a pack of degenerates.

And — to make matters worse — his brother had insisted that everyone dress up in a frankly offensive mismatch of clothes and gaudy accessories to join in the festivities.

Bertrand shook his head.

Who in their right mind would even think to combine royal purple with canary yellow and shamrock green! Certainly not anyone with any semblance of taste...

Not that it really mattered now...

The smell that was emanating from the puddle he was sat in was a hundred times worse than the sickening clash of colours he was wearing.

The only silver lining to his otherwise sorry state of affairs was that while he'd been marinating in the sluice of the sidewalk, the crowd seemed to have moved on, and now there was just the odd straggler ambling down the rubbish-strewn thoroughfare.

He had managed to survive... Just.

Pulling himself to his feet, Bertrand located his wayward head piece — now very much battered and squished — a few yards away, and hobbled over to retrieve it.

Picking the felt chapeau up, he tried to dust it off as best he could, before resignedly plopping its misshapen form back onto his head.

"Right," he declared aloud, to no one in particular, "now where the bloody hell did everybody go?"

But the only answer he got was the fading sound of the drums and trumpets as the parade moved along it's designated route through the city.

Hoping that the rest of the group hadn't wandered far, he reached into his jacket pocket in order to find out where everyone had disappeared off to...

...but all of the baker's dozen calls he placed to the various disparate members of the group went straight to voicemail.

"Bugger..."

Pocketing the phone, Bertrand pulled out his trusty pocket-watch. Flipping it open, he was thankful to find that it had managed to survive the rampage and was still ticking merrily away.

17:46.

That meant he had a couple of hours to (a) try and figure out how to get himself cleaned up so he didn't smell like a pile of fermented manure, and (b) locate the Golden Lantern establishment that had been chosen by Maxwell as the evening's rendezvous point.

But where to start?

Most reputable business had closed up shop prior to the start of the parades. And no self-respecting proprietor was going to welcome him onto the premises looking — and smelling — like he did currently.

So, there was only one option — find a disreputable establishment that he could skulk into unnoticed and rough himself back into some semblance of shape before — hopefully! — meeting back up with everyone at the Golden Lantern for Maxwell's birthday piss-up.

Simples.

Feeling a measure of confidence return to his veins, Bertrand pulled the slightly soggy fold-up map of New Orleans from his breast pocket and flipped it open. After a quick consultation to check his heading, he folded it back up and set out in a general south-by-southeasterly direction.

And before long, he came across what he was looking for: a grungy-looking brick building with blacked-out windows and heavy, sound-proof doors which were open just a crack to allow the sensual thump of bebop jazz to float out onto the street.

Bertrand curled his lips.

He hated jazz.

Which meant this place was perfect.

Steeling himself, he pulled the door open and plunged into the darkness on the other side.

But as he pushed himself through the bead curtains, he caught sight of something that nearly made him lose his footing.

Up on the crimson-lit stage in front of him stood a woman wearing little more than fishnet tights and a corset, sliding a feather boa over her lady parts in the most suggestive fashion!

"Oh, good Lord...!" breathed Bertrand, feeling his heart stop in his chest.

When he'd set out to find a disreputable establishment, he'd been thinking an old pub or perhaps even a blues bar, a dark corner where gruff males gathered to drown their collective sorrows without consequence or judgement.

He had most certainly not been looking for a... cabaret.

"There you are!" cried a lanky man dressed in nothing but a top hat and sparkly harem pants. "Do you have any idea how late you are!"

"I—"

But before he could formulate a semblance of a response, the man grabbed his jacket and began hauling him towards the stage.

"Tanya...!" hollered his captor, as he shoved the spluttering Beaumont forward, "look who finally decided to grace us with his presence!"

"Sir, you are obviously mis—"

Bertrand stumbled to a stop in front of a statuesque woman bearing a whip and a formidable attitude.

"Is this some kind of joke?" demanded the woman... in a deep baritone that made her sound almost like a man. But Bertrand didn't have the bandwidth to focus on that particular particularity because he was too busy trying to look at anything other than the enormous breasts that were threatening to spill out of the bodice in front of him at any moment.

Bertrand cleared his throat studiously. "My apologies, madame. I—"

"Goddamn right, you better apologise!" snapped the irate dame. "I told you on the phone last night: magician costume. And this is what you come up with? You need to get yo' head checked, sha'!"

Bertrand's eyes bulged. "Magician?!"

"Yeah," affirmed Tanya without an inch of humour. "A wand-wavin', rabbit-from-a-hat-pullin', disappear-in-a-puff-of-smoke mothafucka. Wears a long-ass black jacket and a hat. Like Houdini. Heck, even a ringmaster's suit would'a been better than—"

"First of all, the correct term is a frock coat, not a jacket," interjects Bertrand. "A jacket is characterised by much shorter—"

"You for real right now?" demanded Tanya incredulously. "Get this fool outta my sight! And get him gussied up! We got a show to run!"

"A show?!" spluttered Bertrand as he was hauled away again, this time by a pair of well-muscled men in tight leather bondage gear. "But I am not—!"

But his well-oiled captors paid him no need as they dragged him to the back.

"Yo, Belle!" cried one of them as they neared the changing rooms. "Look what the cat dragged in!"

"A sewer rat, by the smell o' it!" replied a leopard-print leotard wearing female, wrinkling her nose.

"Ha!" came the agreeable response as Bertrand was shoved into the tight space. "Think you can get him cleaned up?"

Belle drew a low breath. "I'll try...! But I ain't making no promises... The hell did you step in, boo? Dog turd?"

"Please!" begged Bertrand, falling to his knees in front of Belle, his hands clutched together beseechingly. "You have to help me! There has been a terrible—"

"Oh, I'm gonna help you, alright," affirmed Belle dryly before turning to holler at the rest of the troupe. "Yo! Jo! Sandy! Grab the baby wipes and the Maybelline – we got some work to do!"

Before Bertrand could protest further, a pair of strong hands grabbed the collar of his soiled jacket and ripped it from his shoulders. His stained We Don't Hide the Crazy — We Parade It Down the Street! t-shirt was next, followed by his Oxfords and pants.

"No! Don't take my—!"

His silk briefs were yanked from his body.

Bertrand tried desperately to cover his sudden, shocking nakedness with his hands.

"Christ, these stink!" gaged one of the girls, holding Bertrand's clothes out like they were radioactive.

"Don't you dare!" shouted Bertrand, sacrificing what was left of his modesty to snatch the garments back before they could be thrown away. "My brother put this hideous ensemble together for me!"

"Did he spray you with cat piss as well?"

"Of course not!" objected Bertrand, using the foul smelling accoutrements to cover his Johnson. "I... I fell into a puddle on Canal Street... and lost my brother and the rest of our party in the process."

"Must've been a helluva deep puddle!"

"It— Nevermind," grumbled Bertrand as sniggers rose up around the room. "The point is, I am in this fetid city attempting to celebrate my brother's 21st birthday, and I need t—"

"Hold up!" declared Belle. "So, you sayin' that you not that famous Genoese illusionist that Tanya hired?"

"No!" Bertrand cried emphatically. "That is what I have been trying to explain this entire time! I am from Cordonia!"

"But can you do magic...?" asked someone hopefully.

"No!" he shouted exasperatedly. "And the fact that you even thought that I was from Genoa is frankly offensive... The accents are nothing alike."

"Coulda fooled me, suga," winked Jo saucily, smacking Bertrand on the rear, making him jump. "But then all them Euro accents sound oh, so sexy an' sophisticated..."

"Mmm..." agreed Sandy, eyeing Bertrand's nude form. "Especially when they're attached to tall, dark an' handsome gentlemen..."

Bertrand took an involuntary step back. "So... um... as you can imagine... my brother is probably worried sick about me, and I—"

Belle folded her arms with a sigh. "Tanya's gonna blow a gasket... But, that's not this fool's fault. So, let's get him gone before she shows up..."

Bertrand felt his shoulders sag in relief. "Thank you! You cannot imagine how grateful—"

"...but in some clean clothes," added Belle. "Can't have you showin' up to your brotha's fete in those threads. You'll stink out the whole neighbourhood!"

"Oh, that's alright," demurred Bertrand. "You really don't—"

But his protests were soundly ignored, and fifteen minutes later, he found himself standing back in the alley wearing a gold lamé Elvis suit... sans shirt, his original attire in a large zip-lock bag in his hand.

Bertrand pulled a face.

He looked even more ridiculous than he had at the start of the night!

At least the ladies had been kind enough to return his effects.

Even if they had managed to strip him of what was left of his dignity...

...and all the cash from his wallet.

[kylieswift31]

🖤🤎🤍🤎🖤

Welcome

It is my intention to explore the deeper meanings within Taylor Swift’s discography and artwork. I hope to provide a more out of the box approach to uncover missing links along the way, whilst acknowledging the effort others have invested before me.

I feel like I land more on the gaylor side of the community, where I believe Taylor is gay but am more enthralled by the performance art that is unfolding. I have reached a point of being truly museless, and instead tend to focus on the different layers of Taylor being her own muse.

I’ve been a fan of Taylor Swift since her music was first played on the radio here in Australia. I owned her first three albums, lost touch when I joined Spotify and became a swiftie with the anticipation of the midnights release. Earlier this year I dove deeper into her discography and became a Gaylor just after the tortured poets department release.

In the middle of a severe M.E. relapse that has left me bedbound since April, Taylor’s music has become my lifeline. Sharing my opinion and point of view has given me something positive to focus on when my real life has come to a stand still. I feel like my current life is on the complete opposite end of the spectrum to Taylor’s, yet feel like we share a unique perspective because of this.

Through my posts I hope to provide a unique perspective that helps bridge the gap between the gaylors and swifties ahead of what’s to come. I hope you feel welcome here and learn something new regardless of where you fit within these communities.

A tortured poet,

Kylie x

P.S. You can find my other accounts here.

Analysis index

I’d recommend starting with these -> 🌟

The beginning

Surprise song dresses

Midnights clock

Box of lies

Lucky 13 🌟

Alchemy

Vault clock

Delicate

Taylor Swift and the Truman show 🌟 🌟🌟

The caged tiger

I don't wanna live forever

The mirrorball 🌟

Cinderella (Taylor’s version)

Today was a fairytale funeral

Taylor 'Tinkerbell' Swift

The director

I can do it with a broken heart 🌟

Love actually

Taylor & Truman timeline update

Are you not entertained?!

The Trojan horse 🌟

Midnights Mayhem with Me! 🌟

The tortoise and the hare 🌟

Hey Stephen

My. Space.

Liar, liar, pants on fire 🌟

The pair-ent trap

Awesome twosome we will be

Lover vs midnights ending

The lightning tree

A secret love story 🌟🌟🌟

All too well 🌟

Box of lies

Two graves, one gun

Benjamin Button 🌟

An “ally”

Gay Mardi Gras

[rottedbrainz]

Since Muppets Mayhem came out I've seen people make cute fan art of Tina and Teeth making gumbo, or just talking about gumbo. But..Louisiana has more to offer then just Gumbo and Bennetts. For example my favorite Mardi Gras traditions

KING CAKE!

Also I have more headcanons of Teeth and Floyd being Louisianan. It's most revolved around Mardi Gras because besides that, Louisiana is a dog shit place to live.

☆ Floyd would devour Hush Puppies. Even though it's literally fried bread, he would eat that shit up.

☆ After their done eating crawfish, Floyd would take the dead body and play with it as a way to scare Dr. Teeth. Dr. Teeth would get grossed out and not want to eat crawfish anymore.

☆ Now because they live in New Orleans. Tina would not have let Dr. Teeth go to Mardi Gras. Which I completely understand because New Orleans Mardi Gras is crazy, but Floyd would help Teeth sneak out so that they could enjoy the parade.

☆ Wearing all the beads he caught for the parade is what made Dr. Teeth embrace wearing a bunch of jewelry.

☆ Floyd and Teeth would go down into the sewage drains and just hang out in there. Floyd would definitely mess around with some of the kids who were playing in the sewage drains close to them, by tryjng to scare them. (I promise you this is normal during Mardi Gras. You get board wating for the parade to start and just start playing in the sewers.)

☆ Teeth is definitely competitive whenever it comes to catching stuff from the parade floats. So much so that there have been many instances where he almost caused a fight.

☆ Whenever Animal was little, Floyd would always put him on his shoulders. (Don't get on anyone's shoulders if you're over the age of 5, because you're just ruining the parade for everyone behind you >:( )

☆ Even though they moved away from Louisiana, they always make the trip to visit it during Mardi Gras season. Of course the rest of the Electric Mayhem tag along. Animal is definitely that annoying person who tries to chase the floats. Janice is always just excited to try the food, jambalaya is her favorite btw. Lips is definitely the guy to drink to much Moonshine during the parade and just starts talking to random people he's never met before. Some how Zoot always finds a way to sleep during the parade 🤨.

[kingliamappreciationweek]

THE THROWBACK MASTERLIST - KLAW 2023

This year, we got a lot of entries for our Throwback Day! So much so, that we decided to eliminate the clutter in the masterlist by putting these awesome pieces in a separate list! Here are some of our old gems for all you Liam stans to enjoy! The full KLAW masterlist will be out after 29th April when the buffer week ends, so until then enjoy these gems as well as the newer pieces from our talented stans!! 😁😁

Here are the entries in alphabetical order of author:

ART (+ HEADCANON )

Liam's First Child by @topsyturvy-dream

Liam and Riley by @twinkleallnight

FANFICTION

@angelasscribbles:

King Breaker

Betrayal

Mistakes

Mother in Law Hell

The Dark Prince from Dark Elf

Chapter 8: Liam from the collaborative series Mardi Gras Mayhem

@ao719

Breaking Point (Series)

@bebepac

A Love Story - As Told By Liam and Riley

@cassiopeiacorvus

A Lesson In Sources

@lizzybeth1986

Eleanor's Kitchen (Series)

That Old Grape Juice (Series)

@sfb123

Sapere Aude (Series)

@sincerelyella

All In My Head - Part 1

Aching For You: Memories

Everything Has Changed - New Deep (Ch 1)

Come On Drake, Take Off Your Shirt and Tell Us!

Adorn You

@twinkleallnight

Once Upon A Time: Liam and Savannah

@txemrn

A Collection of Liam Fics

MOODBOARDS

@lorirwritesfanfic

King Liam

Pasta Carbonara

If you'd like to send in more pieces for Throwback, let us know! We will add them to this list.

Happy King Liam Appreciation Week, everyone!!

If you have accidentally missed your entry in this list, we sincerely apologize. Do let us know and we will add the link too 💙

KLAW 2023 - Part 1

KLAW 2023 - Part 2

[angelasreblogs]

I just realized that these chapters were never reblogged, not on choices prompts and not on my regular blog, so, I imagine there are a lot of people who never saw them.

This is chapter one.

Tagging under the cut

@karahalloway, @harleybeaumont @nestledonthaveone @alj4890 @aussiegurl1234 @walkerdrakewalker @kingliam2019 @twinkleallnight @lovingchoices14  @tinkie1973 @secretaryunpaid 

@queen-arabella-of-cordonia  @kristinamae093 @tessa-liam

@differenttyphoonwerewolf @queenmiarys @emersyn-in-cordonia

 @bascmve01 @twinkle-320 @mattiematt1234

@dcbbw  @amandablink @indiacater @bebepac

@lunaseasblog @belencha77  @gabesmommie1130 @jared2612

@hollygirl1269 @mainstreetreader

@ladyangel70 @ohmyeightpastlives  @gardeningourmet

@sillydg @phoenixrising0308

@3pawandme @21-wishes @73geenalove @jennieausten

@princessleac1 @kachrisberry @tornbetween2loves

@fangirling12566  @pinklipsandmasonjars @savannahdix

Mardi Gras Mayhem Chapter 1: Introduction

Series: Mardi Gras Mayhem (click the link to read each one in order!)

Fandom: TRR

Pairings: none, this a guys weekend

Summary: The TRR lads celebrate Maxwell’s 21st birthday in New Orleans during Mardi Gras. What could possibly go wrong?

Word Count: 281

Rating: MA

Warning: Mentions nudity

The intro is the March prompt from @choicesprompts

The group of friends found themselves smack in the middle of pandemonium. Going to Mardi Gras had been the plan, but none of them had anticipated just how chaotic the entire experience was going to be.

One moment, the group was all together, wearing the outfits that had been picked out for each of them by the birthday boy, listening to the most boring lecture ever given on architectural significance of the buildings in the region and the next, they were scattered to the winds.

Raucous laughter and ear-splitting shouts followed by squeals and high-pitched howls broke over the street as what had to be fifty obviously already drunken people bore down on them in a thundering herd. They were naked, all of them. Wearing only footwear and what had to be thirty pounds of beads each, the partygoers plowed through the group heedless of separating them.

The naked people, men, and women alike danced and twirled through the throng of onlookers crowding the street while the booming of a band that had been distant background noise became louder and louder. Suddenly the two sides of the street were separated by one of the seemingly endless parades that were part and parcel of the Mardi Gras experience.

As the horde of naked people finished filtering down one side of the street, a conga line swept down the other. The middle of the street filled with floats as music and shouts filled the air and beads rained down on the crowd like mana from heaven.

When they finally had a chance to look around, they each found themselves separated from the group, adrift in a strange city during a jubilant celebration.

[trrvisuals]

TRR Visuals Master List

This is a companion blog to @angelasscribbles. Those are the stories and these are the visuals that go with them. The people and places I see in my head when I write or imagine.

I'm no artist but I can throw an occasional mood board together. This blog will also feature visuals: boards, gifs, etc, made for me by others as well as art commissions.

People and Places:

Cordonia

My Characters

Pairings

Art:

Art Commissions

Art Commissions 2

Art: Queen Riley Rys

Picrew Riley

This image

My Stories:

Unbreakable

Auld Lang Syne

TRR Poly

Law's End

Bad Romance

Bad Romance Part 2

Bad Romance Beach Vacation

Drake and Riley

Eidolon

Other Pairings/Other Things

Collaborative Fiction:

Mardi Gras Mayhem

One Night in Cordonia

Edits/Graphics:

Wedding Bells Riley x Liam

Marshmallow Drake lol

Squid Stuff

AI Images:

This Disclaimer

Cordonian Karaoke

More Cordonian Karaoke

Lavender and Crimson: Pride

Bad Romance

Queen of Hearts

Happy Halloween From Cordonia

Happy Thanksgiving From Cordonia

Christmas in Cordonia

New Year's Eve

NYE Drake and Riley Edition

[angelasreblogs]

Master List Organization Poll

I would love to have everyone's input on master list organization. I have a lot of content and my ideas of how to most efficiently present it keep changing.

I used to have a short paragraph/blurb for each story out to the side of the title. Now I just have bullet pointed lists of titles under categories (ie, “collabs”, “Poly stories”, etc).

I used to have things sorted into multiple master lists, then put them all in one place for simplicity then moved them again, sorting into several blogs each with its own master list: TRR Scribbles, TRR Poly, TRR One Shots, TRR Bad Romance. On these blogs, you will find them further divided by category, but all shown on the same page/list.

I’m wondering what works best for the readers. When you go looking for content, which format do you prefer?

Examples

Ex 1 List of stories with blurbs:

Insurrection: Riley isn’t what anyone thought she was. Her actions set off a civil war in Cordonia. Eidolon: Construction in the four-hundred-year-old throne room awakens an ancient evil. Unexpected Max has an inappropriate fixation on Riley. Dark Elf: Liam Rys is unpleased that his human half has left him not quite immortal. He has a plan to correct that. American Girl: Riley, Drake, and Liam grew up in a small town in North Texas. High school graduation scatters the three lifelong friends and shakes up their respective relationships.

Ex 2, same as one but divided into categories

Paranormal: Eidolon: Construction in the four hundred year old throne room awakens an ancient evil. Dark Elf: Liam Rys is unpleased that his human half has left him not quite immortal. He has a plan to correct that. Non-Royal Au's: American Girl: Riley, Drake, and Liam grew up in a small town in North Texas. High school graduation scatters the three lifelong friends and shakes up their respective relationships. Drake x Riley Stories My Best Friends Girl: Drake Walker struggles to contain feelings he shouldn't be having as he finds himself falling for the same girl as his best friend. Star Crossed: Drake Walker meets the woman of his dreams the night before his best friend's wedding but there's a major obstacle.

EX 3 Title only, one long list

Three Weeks in Ramsford

Complicated

Hinge

The Proposal

The Agreement

Forbidden Passion

Savage Love

Royal Retribution

The De Facto Queen

Victim of Love

Ex 4 Title only, divided into subcategories but still all on ONE master list

Riley x Drake:

My Best Friend's Girl

Lavender and Crimson

Star Crossed

A Fervid Fixation

American Girl

Riley x Liam

Insurrection

Other Pairings:

In Your Room Drake x Leo

The Crown and the Shield Jackson x Constantine

Broken Jackson x Eleanor

Leo & Liv Leo x Olivia

Collaborations:

Mardi Gras Mayhem

One Step Ahead

One Night in Cordonia

Cordonian Royal Airlines

Ex 5: The way it is now, links to separate blogs/ML. Stories are divided into broad categories (each of the below links leads to a separate master list where stories are then sorted into further categories but all on the same page/list)

IE: You click on one of these and when you go to that page, you see ex 4 above. ex 4 is what you get when you click on TRR Scribbles here.

Why Choose? Poly/RH stories.

TRR Scribbles: Mono pairings

Law's End: A crime procedural

One-Shots: TRR one-shots

Visuals: Art, edits, etc.

Extras: other TRR stuff

Ex 6: The way it is now, links to separate blogs/ML but with paragraphs/blurbs giving a brief description of the story. So organized like ex 5 but when you get to the ML, instead of title only, there would be blurbs like in ex 1.

Ok, was that clear as mud? If you understand all that and have an opinion, I would love to have your feedback!!!

Tagging under the cut. Thank you all in advance for your help!

@karahalloway, @harleybeaumont @nestledonthaveone @alj4890 @aussiegurl1234

@walkerdrakewalker @kingliam2019 @twinkleallnight @lovingchoices14  @tinkie1973 @secretaryunpaid @irishgrl2022

@queen-arabella-of-cordonia @kristinamae093 @tessa-liam

@differenttyphoonwerewolf @queenmiarys @emersyn-in-cordonia

 @bascmve01 @twinkle-320 @mattiematt1234 @jared2612

@dcbbw  @amandablink @indiacater  @bebepac

@lunaseasblog @belencha77  @gabesmommie1130

@hollygirl1269 @mainstreetreader

@ladyangel70 @ohmyeightpastlives  @gardeningourmet

@sillydg @phoenixrising0308

@3pawandme @21-wishes @73geenalove @jennieausten

@princessleac1 @kachrisberry @tornbetween2loves

@fangirling12566  @pinklipsandmasonjars @savannahdix

[choicesficwriterscreations]

TRR FotW - Mar 26 - Apr 1, 2023

18+ = Adult/Mature Content 🔥 = Explicit Material/NSFW

Birthday Spaking | Maxwell Beaumont x MC - @angelasscribbles 🔥

Falling for You | Liam Rys x MC, MC x ? - @queenrileyrose 18+

The Invitation (Series) | Liam Rys x F!OC - @ausiegurl1234 The Bomb Drop 18+

L-O-V-E Part 2 | Liam Rys x MC - @alj4890

Mardi Gras Mayhem | TRR Boys Weekend - Collaborative Project Chapter 1: Intro - @choicesprompts Bertrand - @karahalloway 18+ Drake - @aussiegurl1234 Neville - @harleybeaumont 18+ Max - @harleybeaumont 18+ Rashad - @angelasscribbles 18+ Leo - @angelasscribbles 🔥 Liam - @angelasscribbles 18+ Bastien - @karahalloway 18+ Tariq - @harleybeaumont 18+ The Golden Lantern - Collaboration 18+ Bonus Chapter: Leo's Phone - @angelasscribbles 18+ Epilogue - Collaboration 18+

Never Have I Ever (Series) | Bertrand Beaumont x MC - @harleybeaumont Chapter 2: Let's Get Started 18+ Chapter 3: Second Base 18+ Chapter 4: Extra Credit Part 1 18+

The Pact (Series) | Liam Rys x F!OC - @ao719 Part 11 18+

CFWC Main FotW ListOpen Heart FotW List

[choicesprompts]

CHOICES PROMPTS

A blog for creative writing exercises. These activities are designed for the Pixleberry Studios Choices: Stories You Play fandoms.

Welcome to Choices Prompts! If you've landed here, you're looking for something to spark your creativity or perhaps you're looking for something to read. Either way, we're glad you're here!

There is no standard format here, not anymore. It started as a story starter prompt blog, went on hiatus then came back and hosted a collaborative fic event and then a round-robin. I've decided to embrace my ADHD and let this blog just host whatever, whenever the ideas strike me or my co-host.

NOTE: People writing for other fandoms are more than welcome to use any and all of the prompts, but will not be re-blogged or added to the master list at the end of events.

Current and Upcoming Events:

Angstgiving: November 2024

Creative Writing/Prompt Events:

Flufftober 2024 October 2024

Smutember 2024 September 2024

Song Rewrite Challenge January 2024

Rewrite Challenge Holiday Edition Nov/Dec 2023

Flufftober Prompt Event October 2023

Smutember Prompt Event September 2023

Rewrite Challenge July 2023

Collaborative Projects:

Isle of Misfits: Round Robin 2. Feb, March, and April 2024

One Night in Cordonia: Round Robin 1. May and June 2023

Mardi Gras Mayhem: A work of collective fiction. March 2023

Story Starters (Prompts):

Prompt 5 finished stories January 15th-31st 2023

Prompt 4 finished stories January 1st-15th 2023

Prompt 3 finished stories September 15th-30th 2022

Prompt 2 finished stories September 1st-15th 2022

Prompt 1 finished stories August 15th-August 31st 2022

Housekeeping Things:

Interest List

Archive of Events

Archive of Prompt Lists

Initial pinned post (for posterity's sake or something)

Please direct any questions, suggestions or comments to this blog or @angelasscribbles or @dcbbw

Other fandom blogs that you should check out: @choicesficwriterscreations @choicesmonthlychallenge @choicespride @choicesholidays @choicesfandomappreciation

Appreciation blogs: @drake-walker-appreciation @maxwell-beaumont-appreciation @kingliamappreciationweek @hanaleeappreciationweek @kiaratheronappreciationweek @sloanewashingtonappreciationweek

[karahalloway]

WIP Wednesday - 08Mar2023

Happy Wednesday Everyone!

I know I haven't done one of these in a while, but to make up for that, I actually have THREE WIPs to share with you! 😱 Shocking… I know 😅

The first one is for Sleepless in New York (after this chapter there is one, maybe two, more chapters left, so my main focus atm is finishing this series up). I am about halfway done with this chapter and hope to post by the end of the month.

The second and third is for the Mardi Gras @choicesprompts prompt that I am collaborating on with a few other writers (we’ve decided to do a story featuring all the guys from TRR and I am doing Bertrand and Bastien). All the parts will be posted together near the end of the month. The lovely moodboard was made by @harleybeaumont ❤️

Enjoy!

Chapter 9 - Edge of the Night

Hayley stumbles to a stop in front of us. "Why is there a—?"

"Had to get here somehow..."

Her jaw drops as she turns to gape at me. "So, you flew in a helicopter?"

"Faster than swimming," I tell her with a shrug.

Hayley stares at me like I was insane.

"And it's not waiting for stragglers, so if you want a lift, you'd better move it," prompts O'Sullivan, striding past her towards the idling bird.

"Hold on. Is he coming with us?" asks Hayley in disbelief.

"It's his bird," I shout over the roar of the rotor blades. "So, yeah."

Mardi Gras Mayhem - Bertrand

"Come join the party, handsome!"

A well-endowed lady lassoed him with her feather boa.

"Ah... A-Absolutely not!" Bertrand managed to choke out.

"Ooh, tough customer..." purred the woman as she started to slowly reel him in. "What about some beads? Got any of those?"

"You cannot seriously think that I would condone such vulgar behaviour, let alone reward it with cheap, plastic trinkets!"

"Hmm... you're right," mused the buxom woman, gyrating her hips to the beat of the marching drums. "Trinkets are cheap... But I'm open to other arrangements..."

"What! No! That is not what I—"

Mardi Gras Mayhem - Bastien

"Bring up the body cam!" he barked at the techie.

The tap of keys rang out as the view on the monitor changed.

"What in the—?"

Words failed Bastien. Never — in all his years as a King's Guard — had he seen anything like this.

"Are they... topless?" whispered the techie with a slack-jawed expression.

"I don't care if they're buck-ass naked!" snapped Bastien, quickly yanking his composure back together as the bare breasts continued to bounce past on the screen. "We need eyes on London and Paris! Dimitriou! Sit rep!"

"I'm neck deep in tits, sir...!"

Permatags

@twinkleallnight @lovingchoices14 @kingliam2019 @petiteboheme @aussiegurl1234 @queen-arabella-of-cordonia @tessa-liam @alyshak92 @secretaryunpaid @princessleac1 @walkerdrakewalker @angelasscribbles @nestledonthaveone @tinkie1973 @twinkle-320 @knaussal @nikkis1983 @lunaseasblog @ficloverevie @indiana-jr @differenttyphoonwerewolf @xpandass420x @eversoaringqueen12 @peonierose @3pawandme @alexabeta @veebug8 @fangirling12566 @queenmiarys @lancelotsimp @coco-lina-s @lolablackwrites @ivyflowers13 @persephone13 @hollygirl1269 @adri-ja-96 @harleybeaumont @katedrakeohd @uneravine @choicesficwriterscreations

[choicesholidays]

Spring Holidays 2023 Master List

Thank you to everyone who participated in the Spring Holiday Event and thanks to all who have, or will read these stories! These are always so much fun to do. I have no ideas for summer at this time, but will most likely be back with some spooky prompts in October!

Meanwhile, please tag @choicesjunechallenge if you write a Father's Day themed fic!

International Women's Day

Cassie's Inspirations by @liaromancewriter Fandom: Open Heart.

Mardi Gras

Mardi Gras Mayhem by @angelasscribbles @karahalloway @harleybeaumont @aussiegurl1234 with input from @nestledonthaveone Fandom: TRR.

April Fool's Day

April Fool's Day Graphic for OH by @beyondsimsreality

Easter

Happy Easter for RCD by @theartoflovingthomashunt

Happy Easter From the Hunt Family for RCD by @theartoflovingthomashunt

Sibling's Day

Coronation by @angelasscribbles for TRR

Eleanor's Kitchen chapter four by @lizzybeth1986 for TRR

Reminiscing by @liaromancewriter for OH

Mother's Day

The Promise by @liaromancewriter for OH

Once Upon a Time Chapter 2: Estranged by @twinkleallnight for TRR

National Pet Day

The Bogart Diaries #37: A Special Day by @theartoflovingthomashunt for RCD

[karahalloway]

I am a bit late to the tag game, so apologies if you've already been tagged by one of the other authors / have already read the chapters!

By way of context, this is a collaborative project that I participated in together with @angelasscribbles @aussiegurl1234 @harleybeaumont and @nestledonthaveone. It was a huge amount of fun (and definately got a bit out of hand!), and we hope that you enjoy reading it as much as we enjoyed putting all this craziness together!

@twinkleallnight @lovingchoices14 @kingliam2019 @petiteboheme @queen-arabella-of-cordonia @tessa-liam @alyshak92 @secretaryunpaid @princessleac1 @walkerdrakewalker @tinkie1973 @twinkle-320 @knaussal @nikkis1983 @lunaseasblog @ficloverevie @indiana-jr @differenttyphoonwerewolf @kristinamae093 @eversoaringqueen12 @peonierose @3pawandme @alexabeta @veebug8 @fangirling12566 @queenmiarys @lancelotsimp @coco-lina-s @lolablackwrites @ivyflowers13 @persephone13 @hollygirl1269 @adri-ja-96 @harleybeaumont @katedrakeohd @uneravine @choicesficwriterscreations

Mardi Gras Mayhem

Fandom: TRR

Pairings: None, this is a guy's weekend

Summary: The TRR lads celebrate Maxwell’s 21st birthday in New Orleans during Mardi Gras. What could possibly go wrong?

Rating: MA, some chapters (okay one chapter) may be NSFW

Warnings: Language, sexual innuendo, nudity mentioned, drinking, general debauchery, and lemons for Leo.

This work is a collaboration. Each chapter was written by a different author, but all contributors gave input into each one. Likewise, the playlist, mood boards, and editing were taken on by different people, but input was given by all.

Credit for the original idea goes to @nestledonthaveone when she found most of those t-shirts online and had a brain wave!

Editing (getting those outfits on our guys): @aussiegurl1234 including scouring the internet for photos of the face claims that were usable, and @karahalloway for Leo's phone case, the pic, the editing, and the logo!

Mood Boards: @harleybeaumont including scouring the internet to find a lot of the photos used as well as putting them all together!

Playlist: @karahalloway and @nestledonthaveone

Photos: @karahalloway, @harleybeaumont, @nestledonthaveone and @aussiegurl1234. Pretty much everyone but me. I give them all of the creative credit for the visuals and the soundtrack.

Writing: @karahalloway, @harleybeaumont, @aussiegurl1234, @angelasscribbles

This fic encompasses several prompts/themes at once. It starts with the March prompt from @choicesprompts cross-over event with @choicesholidays (Mardi Gras being the holiday) and celebrates Max's 21st birthday for the Max's Birthday Extravaganza event by @maxwell-beaumont-appreciation

We hope you all enjoy reading it as much as we enjoyed writing it!

Intro @choicesprompts

Bertrand @karahalloway

Drake @aussiegurl1234

Neville @harleybeaumont

Max @harleybeaumont

Rashad @angelasscribbles

Leo @angelasscribbles

Liam @angelasscribbles

Bastien @karahalloway

Tariq @harleybeaumont

The Golden Lantern Collaborative

Bonus Chapter: Leo's Phone @angelasscribbles with a big assist from @karahalloway

Epilogue Collaborative

[maxwell-beaumont-appreciation]

Maxwell's Birthday

Thank you so much to everyone who participated! We realize there have been a lot of fandom events lately so we extra appreciate everyone who took the time to do a little something for Max's special day.

GRAPHICS:

Happy Birthday Maxwell by @beyondsimsreality

Happy Good Hair Day by @beyondsimsreality

FANFICS:

Hope You're Birthday is Ink-redible by @harleybeaumont

Birthday Spanking by @angelasscribbles

Mardi Gras Mayhem by multiple writers

QUOTES:

Quote by @storyofmychoices

[ticketgatewaycanada]

Ottawa Party Monsters organizing 18+ | OTTAWA FROSH MAYHEM 2024 @ MARDI GRAS NIGHTCLUB | OFFICIAL MEGA PARTY event by Ottawa Party Monsters 2024–09–11 10 PM in Canada, we are selling the tickets for 18+ | OTTAWA FROSH MAYHEM 2024 @ MARDI GRAS NIGHTCLUB | OFFICIAL MEGA PARTY https://www.ticketgateway.com/event/view/18----ottawa-frosh-mayhem-2024---mardi-gra-nightclub---official-mega-party

[ainews]

Write titles and descriptions for a twenty episode crossover series between The Sopranos and Phineas and Ferb

Episode 1: "The Mobster Next Door" Tony Soprano's crew moves in next door to Phineas and Ferb's house, causing chaos and confusion in the neighborhood.

Episode 2: "Bada Bing Beach Day" Phineas and Ferb take Tony and his crew to the beach for a day of fun, but things take a dangerous turn when rival mobs show up.

Episode 3: "Perry's Undercover Assignment" Perry the Platypus is assigned to go undercover in the Soprano family to gather information on their latest heist.

Episode 4: "Mobster Mayhem Music Festival" The Sopranos and Phineas and Ferb team up to organize a music festival, but tensions rise when Tony's old enemies show up.

Episode 5: "Candace vs. Carmela" Candace and Carmela clash when Tony's wife tries to interfere with Phineas and Ferb's latest invention.

Episode 6: "Mobster Monogram" Dr. Doofenshmirtz invents a device that accidentally turns Monogram into a mobster, causing chaos in the Tri-State area.

Episode 7: "A Mobster's Guide to the Tri-State Area" Tony gives Phineas and Ferb a tour of the Tri-State area, showing them all the secret spots and hiding places of the mafia.

Episode 8: "Ferb's Undercover Operation" Ferb goes undercover in the Soprano family to help take down their competition, but he quickly learns the dangers of the mafia.

Episode 9: "Family Business" Phineas and Ferb get caught up in a family feud between the Sopranos and their rival mob, putting their friendship with Tony at risk.

Episode 10: "Mafia Movers" Phineas and Ferb help the Sopranos move out of their old safe house and into a new one, but things go awry when they hire Doofenshmirtz as their moving company.

Episode 11: "The Great Mafia Bake-Off" The Sopranos and Phineas and Ferb compete in a baking competition, but things get heated when a valuable recipe is stolen.

Episode 12: "Mobster Mentor" Tony takes Phineas and Ferb under his wing and teaches them the ways of the mafia, but they soon start to question their new lifestyle.

Episode 13: "The Platypus and the Hitman" Perry the Platypus must face off against a dangerous hitman hired by Tony's enemies to take out the Sopranos.

Episode 14: "Italian Invasion" Phineas and Ferb's Italian exchange students turn out to be the sons of a notorious Italian mafia boss, causing chaos for both families.

Episode 15: "Viva la Mafia" The Sopranos and Phineas and Ferb travel to Las Vegas with Tony's crew for a big mafia convention, but things take a dangerous turn when Doofenshmirtz shows up.

Episode 16: "Sopranos in Space" The mafia gets involved in Phineas and Ferb's latest space adventure, but they must put aside their criminal activities to save the universe.

Episode 17: "Mafia Mardi Gras" The Sopranos and Phineas and Ferb visit New Orleans for Mardi Gras, but a rival gang threatens to ruin the festivities.

Episode 18: "The Godfather's Nephew" Tony's nephew visits from Italy and tries to prove his worth in the mafia world, but his reckless actions put everyone in danger.

Episode 19: "The Inators Strike Back" Doofenshmirtz uses his latest inator to try and take down the Sopranos once and for all, but Phineas and Ferb must come up with a plan to stop him.

Episode 20: "A Mobster's Farewell" As Tony prepares to retire from the mafia, Phineas and Ferb must find a way to say goodbye to their unlikely friend and protect him from any final attempts on his life.