#parade plans

[sohannabarberaesque]

Postcards from Snagglepuss

Come and play have midnight breakfast with the Cattanooga Cats

ABOVE CATTANOOGA KLATSCHE, GATLINBURG, TN: Ahhh, the midnight biscuits-and-gravy breakfasts of the Cattanooga Cats, rather legendary for fueling serious creativity ... and to have yours truly, Huckleberry Hound and Crazy Claws called over to such can get to be rather exciting, excitable even, especially with unusually tender biscuits and a combination of mild and hot breakfast sausage in the sausage gravy!

"Which, I have to admit, is how I've been fond of things," Kitty Jo explained as a fresh batch of the legendary gravy was being prepared. "Just trying to keep a happy medium while having fun and being a little silly in the process."

And what aroma the sausage gave! No doubt giving Huckleberry Hound much in the way of sentimental memories going through a plate of such like you wouldn't believe.

And even then, Country, the band's leader, explained what basically the Gatlinburg Easter Parade was all about: "Just us fellow Funtastics walking down the Parkway rather casually, starting casually, you might say, from where the main Parkway and the East Parkway join, going through Beautiful Downtown Gatlinburg--"

Which had pretty much the whole of us laughing.

"--right through to the park entrance."

"So what sort of provision is there in case rain should ensue?" asked Groove.

"Simple," Country noted. "We'll provide rain ponchos."

"Wavy chitlin' gravy!" was how Scoots responded.

"Scoots, we'll cross that bridge, so to speak," Country was quick to respond, "on the day, depending on the weather. But let's just hope conditions turn out rather well."

"So," Crazy Claws asked, "might it be safe to suggest that what we are doing is an elaborate sort of 'meet-and-greet' for the tourists as are there Easter weekend?"

"I think you could say as much," Kitty Jo remarked. Followed by Country remarking that there would be a somewhat substantial Easter brunch at Cattanooga Klatsche following for participants.

And just imagine how delectable those biscuits can get ... which Kitty Jo put down to using nothing less than self-rising flour ("an old secret learned from my momma," she explained)!

Yet trying not to be too excited or excitable, though you could still have "meet-and-greet" opportunities impromptu in the parade runup (mind you, it's Easter weekend break for the most part); such will likely be discussed soon in this space.

With Scoots offering an idea:

"Have you considered us maybe doing a tug-of-war across the Little Pigeon River with The Banana Splits?"

"THEM--?!!" was how Country responded incredulously.

"Now just picturing The Banana Splits and the Cattanooga Cats in a tug-of-war in Gatlinburg across the river ... and just hoping tourists won't notice!" was how Crazy Claws commented on the notion. How this was bound to go ...

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[oldinterneticons]

I am doing probably the stupidest thing I've ever done in my life and am going to Vegas for When We Were Young, so in honour of that, a collection of some of the bands playing.

[somethingsgottasaveyou]

There's just something so therapeutic about screaming your lungs out to your favourite songs at a concert

[your-stranger-halfblood-things]

Percy, flirting: As a bisexual myself, I would like to be your bi awakening

Jason: I've been out for the past four years

Percy: What?!

Jason: Where have you been??

[ex0toxin]

matsuri 🏮🕺🎇

jsys week'24, day 2

[maomango-doodle]

(13 pages) Forlorn

[spookyteeth]

practicing for erm... something haha whatttt lalalalaaa

its not that good but shhhh

[artistic-antics]

cheers, queers!

[arsenicflame]

steddyhands modern au inspired by this post:

(1828 words, themes of kink but nothing explicit, established blackhands & gentlebeard-centric. Happy Pride!)

Stede picks up leatherworking in the wake of his divorce. He's not exactly sure how it ended up being such an important hobby for him, only that he had always admired the intricate designs on his horse's best bridles, and with little else to do with his time, he decides to give it a go.

It's rocky going at first, but he's having fun working with his hands for the first time in his life, and there's a sense of satisfaction in seeing the design come to life as he works. With practice, his skills improve, and he learns how to make things that are truly one of a kind.

He starts off posting his pieces online, as a way to reach fellow enthusiasts, but quickly finds himself with a rather large audience. Stede’s style is unique, and, after many requests from his followers, Lucius encourages him to make some more basic pieces he can sell. It's not about making money for Stede, but another way to meet new people who share his interests- as Lucius keeps telling him, it's sad that his personal assistant is the main person he talks to these days. 

So Stede sets out on a new adventure, and has quite the time designing a new range of patterns for the market. He makes purses, belts, bracelets, and, most importantly, dog collars- all still with his unique designs embossed into them, of course. He rents a booth at his towns monthly craft fair, and very quickly finds himself with a new group of friends in the other regulars- Pete, his usual neighbour, who sells an array of wooden figures he carves, Roach, who runs a stand for his bakery, and Frenchie, who isn't actually a stallholder, but is almost always busking near his friend Wee John’s stand of knitted goods, bringing life to the market even in the pouring rain. There's also Buttons, another regular at the market. Nobody is exactly sure what he does there- he doesn't sell things, or seem to buy anything either, but rain or shine, he's there with the birds.

Stede’s been doing this a few months by the time June rolls around. As he's setting up his stand, he notices that the area is much busier than it’d normally be at this time of morning. Lucius, who got roped into helping run Stede’s stall somewhere down the line (despite his protests that this is not what personal assistant means… But hey, he got a boyfriend out of it, at least), reminds him that there's the parade today, too- not realising that Stede had no clue there was a parade today, and especially not that it was pride. Stede immediately jumps to fretting about the amount of stock he’s brought, and Lucius takes the cue to escape, saying he’ll go and grab them coffee (but really, he's off to flirt with Pete)

Lucius is still missing when Ed stumbles across the little leather stall. Stede’s just ran back to his car to fetch his last boxes of inventory, and by the time he returns, Ed’s already begun to narrow down his choices. Stede greets him, starting to tell him that they're not actually open yet, but before he gets more than a couple of words out, Ed’s exclaiming “You're a Kiwi!!!”

The two of them smile at the shared recognition, and Stede says he’ll make an exception, just for Ed, and asks him what exactly he was interested in. Ed tells him that he's looking for a collar “for his boy”, and points out the particular design he was looking at. It happens to be one of Stede’s favourites from this latest run of work, a fact he mentions to Ed. It leads them into a discussion about Stede’s craft, and Ed’s Izzy, and then everything in between. Ed’s listening intently to the things Stede’s telling him, completely drawn in by the process, and by Stede himself. He watches as Stede stamps Izzy's name into the collar, and Stede even lets him have a go at one of the stamps. 

Lucius reappears sometime in the middle of this- only to immediately retreat again, seeing Stede engrossed with Ed. He sets up camp at Pete's booth opposite, watching this man flirt intensely with his boss- and Stede flirt back just as hard. Does Stede even realise he’s doing it? Lucius had known Stede was gay since before Stede even admitted it to himself, but this is on a whole other level.

The pair stand there so long that Izzy comes to look for Ed- the two of them are manning a float on the parade with their crew, and it's past time for them to get geared up. He's already worked up, frustrated to have been left to set up everything alone, when Ed had just gone to see if he could get them both coffee. So maybe he's a bit of a prick, approaching with a brash “where the fuck have you been, Edward”, to which Stede brings the same energy, giving a bitchy “Ed! Do you know this guy?” Izzy tenses, ready to snap, but then Ed cuts in, excitedly telling Stede that this is “his Izzy!” Which confuses the hell out of Stede. 

Forgetting his earlier attitude, he asks Ed if he “really named his dog after his friend”, only to be met with confusion right back from Ed at where the hell Stede got the idea he had a dog from. Stede gestures at the bag with the collar in it, to which Ed has to tell him, “oh, no, that's for him.” Ed tells Stede that they're here to run a float for their local leather society, and while Stede is certainly shocked by what Ed’s saying, he's not finding himself… uninterested. It's simply that he’s never even considered any of this before, especially not that people would use the things that he made for this, but Ed sounds so enthusiastic about it all. He tells him about how his friends would love to see Stede’s work, about how classic leather gear is always so fucking boring- but not Stede’s stuff, no, Stede’s stuff is “fresh” and “fascinating” and unlike anything Ed’s ever seen before. 

Ed's enthusiasm is incredibly infectious, so when he invites Stede to come back to see their float, he readily agrees. It’s a concept Izzy’s less than enthusiastic about. He doesn’t really want to bring this man who’s dressed like he just walked out of a HOA board meeting to their kinky little corner of the world, but he is having a lot of fun watching Stede squirm, so decides not to raise a protest. He does demand he gets his long-overdue coffee first, though (Stede pays for it- as “compensation for him distracting Ed from his job”, he says, not giving Izzy a second to process before he's tapping his card)

By the time they return to the float, Fang, Ivan & Jim are waiting for them, all already geared up. Stede is stunned silent at the sight for about 5 seconds, before he starts actually looking at the quality of Jim’s harness, and proceeds to go off about the poor quality of the craftsmanship, about how the hardware is tacky and completely the wrong choice with this leather, how his “ten year old daughter could do a better job!!!” 

There's complete silence from the group, until Izzy, of all people, bursts into laughter at Stede’s audacity (and, the fact he was staring at Jim's tits completely unabashedly, like he hadn't even noticed them in the first place). Izzy's laughter sets Ed off as he tells the group about Stede’s misunderstanding- “you didn't say he was a person!” “I mean, he's my dog”- and soon everyone's having a friendly giggle at Stede’s mistake.

It's somewhere in the middle of the retelling that Ed remembers that this whole thing happened because he was buying Izzy a gift. After a moments fumbling, he presents Izzy with the collar-  It's a rich, deep black, embossed with a rolling pattern that resembles waves. It’s made from a firm enough leather to take the tooling, and to remind Izzy that he’s owned while he’s wearing it, yet still soft enough for long term comfort. Izzy's eyes immediately lock on to it, an unreadable expression coming over his face, and Ed turns it; first so he can really see the design and Izzy’s name embossed into it, and then so he can see the small “Ed ♥” on the inside of the collar, right over his swallow tattoo. 

“I did the heart,” Ed says to him softly, intended only for Izzy’s ears. Izzy's eyes flick up to Ed’s, and he raises his chin to give Ed the room to put it on. Ed buckles the collar around his neck almost reverently, a test of the tightness turning into a caress of Izzy's neck. It's a perfect fit.

It's as though something comes over Izzy; so twitchy and abrasive earlier, now silent, staring at Ed with a look akin to worship in his eyes. He obediently tilts his head for a kiss as Ed's fingers move to his chin- It's a sight to behold, and one that has Stede intrigued. He wants to know more about this lifestyle, and these men in particular. He wants to be the one to put that expression on Izzy's face.

The moment breaks as Ed and Izzy pull apart, and Ed calls for the crew to finish the last bits of set up. Izzy shakes himself a little before running off to bark orders again, but even still, there remains a softness to him that wasn't there before. 

Ed turns back to Stede with an apologetic smile, already obvious that he has to get going. Before he can speak, however, Stede jumps in -“My business numbers on the card in the box… I'll be around all day”- Ed’s smile turns more genuine at that, promising to stop by if he gets a moment, and that he’ll send his friend's Stede’s way- “if he wants that kind of business.” Stede says that he does, actually- that he's seen a whole new world already today, and, while he was a little taken aback at first, he can feel the passion Ed and his friends have for this life. If there's one thing that's ever mattered to Stede, it's other people's enthusiasm. Maybe he doesn't completely understand yet, but he would like to try.

One year later, Stede’s back at the market on pride weekend again, far better stocked for the crowds this time around. Lucius is finally free to spend the day flirting with Fang & Pete to his heart's content, now that Stede’s roped his own boyfriends into helping him run the stall- and into modelling the merchandise. Ed loves that part, while Izzy needs a lot more convincing, but the puppy eyes Stede & Ed weaponise against him make a very good argument.

[brocksfaber]

don’t worry guys. friend crunched the numbers and. it’s looking good.

[tjarry]

[tacogoats]

Unwell about the idea of Orin using Durge's face to keep the charade going of the Durge still being around, so Gortash doesn't get suspicious.

He does anyway because she didn't understand how real their relationship was - and she slips up. Often. He knew immediately when the Dark Urge became so, so very cold. Nothing like the warmth he has known for years now behind closed doors; because it isn't them.

She is good at fine details of the body; she gets every scar, every little blemish perfectly, but she can never truly imitate the person behind the Urge.

She couldn't have hoped to anyway, because she didn't know who they really were. Only Gortash could, because he is the first to ask.

It surprises her, and infuriates her, even! The mighty Dark Urge, debased into some lovesick puppy yearning after this little Lordling!

And the mistakes that follow are how Gortash learns the Dark Urge is gone.

[somethingsgottasaveyou]

my safe space is literally anywhere with music in my ears

[breakingjustxn]

idk if im built different or something but terrifier 3 was NOT scary and instead funny imo // credits: @poppunkandpunkrock on instagram

[spookysofi]

when in the 5 nights in LA at the Kia Forum in 2022 the drum kit had increasing tick marks for bullets, revenge, danger days, and the final night but on BLACK PARADE night it was a picture of someone in a RECORDING STUDIO. I am going to EXPLODE.

[thegreenleavesofspring]

I am currently searching for someone to protect my children. From their father. The person who is supposed to protect them.

I am looking at organizations of bikers. Charitable organizations. NGOs. DSS partners.

You know where I'm not looking? The Church. I know good and well that there is nothing like that in the local churches.

Where is the Church?

Where is the Church?

Where is the Church?

WHERE IS THE CHURCH?

Where are the deacons and the elders and the pastors and the Christian men? Where? Where are they? Where? Where where where why have you abandoned your duties to the secular society to fulfill WHERE ARE YOU where is the Church?