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🕊️; 1946 - ∞

» Happy Birthday Freddie Mercury, you are a legend, thank you for everything, you made and make many people happy with your music, we are very proud of you, you are one of my favorite people in the world, and you are amazing, we love you !! 🤍🕊️

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She came without a farthing, a babe without a name. so much ado about nothing is what she'd try to say

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[TASK 201: SAINT KITTS AND NEVIS]

In celebration of June being Caribbean American Heritage Month, there’s a masterlist below compiled of over 80+ Kittitian and/or Nevisian faceclaims categorised by gender with their occupation and ethnicity denoted if there was a reliable source. If you want an extra challenge use random.org to pick a random number! Of course everything listed below are just suggestions and you can pick whichever faceclaim or whichever project you desire.

Any questions can be sent here and all tutorials have been linked below the cut for ease of access! REMEMBER to tag your resources with #TASKSWEEKLY and we will reblog them onto the main! This task can be tagged with whatever you want but if you want us to see it please be sure that our tag is the first five tags, @ mention us or send us a messaging linking us to your post!

THE TASK - scroll down for FC’s!

STEP 1: Decide on a FC you wish to create resources for! You can always do more than one but who are you starting with? There are links to masterlists you can use in order to find them and if you want help, just send us a message and we can pick one for you at random!

STEP 2: Pick what you want to create! You can obviously do more than one thing, but what do you want to start off with? Screencaps, RP icons, GIF packs, masterlists, PNG’s, fancasts, alternative FC’s - LITERALLY anything you desire!

STEP 3: Look back on tasks that we have created previously for tutorials on the thing you are creating unless you have whatever it is you are doing mastered - then of course feel free to just get on and do it. :)

STEP 4: Upload and tag with #TASKSWEEKLY! If you didn’t use your own screencaps/images make sure to credit where you got them from as we will not reblog packs which do not credit caps or original gifs from the original maker.

THINGS YOU CAN MAKE FOR THIS TASK -  examples are linked!

Stumped for ideas? Maybe make a masterlist or graphic of your favourite faceclaims. A masterlist of names. Plot ideas or screencaps from a music video preformed by an artist. Masterlist of quotes and lyrics that can be used for starters, thread titles or tags. Guides on culture and customs.

Screencaps

RP icons [of all sizes]

Gif Pack [maybe gif icons if you wish]

PNG packs

Manips

Dash Icons

Character Aesthetics

PSD’s

XCF’s

Graphic Templates - can be chara header, promo, border or background PSD’s!

FC Masterlists - underused, with resources, without resources!

FC Help - could be related, family templates, alternatives.

Written Guides.

and whatever else you can think of / make!

MASTERLIST!

F:

Cicely Tyson (1924) Afro-Nevisian - actress and model. 

Susan L. Taylor (1946) Afro-Trinidianian / Afro-Kittitian - editor and writer. 

Joan Armatrading (1950) Afro-Kittitian - singer and guitarist. 

Ellen Cleghorne (1965) African-American, Afro-Kittitian - actress and comedian. 

Michelle Gayle (1971) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - singer, actress and author.

Alison Hammond (1975) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - presenter. 

Angela Griffin (1975) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian / English - actress and presenter. 

Corinne Bailey Rae (1979) Afro-Kittitian / English - singer.

Rhea Bailey (1983) Afro-Kittitian / English - actress. 

Melanie Liburd (1987) Afro-Kittitian / English - actress. 

Laura Mvula (1987) Afro-Kittitian / Afro-Jamaican - singer. 

Keisha White (1988) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - singer. 

Pippa Bennett-Warner (1988) Afro-Jamaican, Afro-Kittitian - actress. 

Lady Leshurr (1989) Afro-Kittitian - rapper.

Damaris Lewis (1990) Afro-Kittitian - model.

Wendy St. Kitts (?) Afro-Kittitian - singer. 

Ngozi Paul (?) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian / Dominica - actress, writer and director.

F - Athletes:

Nicola Adams (1982) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian, French, British - boxer. 

Virgil Hodge (1983) Afro-Kittitan or Afro-Nevisian - sprinter. 

Tiandra Ponteen (1984) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - sprinter. 

Phoenetia Browne (1994) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer. 

Brittney Lawrence (1995) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer. 

Dakota Mills (1997) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer. 

Quinn Josiah (2000) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer. 

Carley Uddenberg (2000) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer.

M:

Leon Herbert (1955) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - actor, director, writer and producer.

Robbie Gee (1964) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - actor.

Michael Boatman (1964) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - actor.

Simon Webbe (1978) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - singer. 

Devon Anderson (1987) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - actor. 

Leeon Jones (1993) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - actor. 

Burt Caesar (?) Afro-Kittitian - actor, broadcaster and director. 

Tevin Wallace (?) Afro-Kittitian, Afro-Trinidadian - actor and model.

E-Carter / Eric Carter (?) Afro-Kittitian - rapper.

Santoy / Santoy Barrett (?) Afro-Kittitian - singer.

Louis Hanley (?) Afro-Kittitian - singer.

Tifferny Cyanne (?) Afro-Nevisian, Montserratian, Irish - model (Instagram: tiffernynco).

M - Athletes:

Ces Podd (1952) Afro-Kittitian - footballer. 

Elquemedo Willett (1953) Afro-Nevisian - cricketer. 

Bert Bowery (1954) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer. 

Derick Parry (1954) Afro-Nevisian - cricketer. 

Victor Eddy (1955) Afro-Kittitian - cricketer. 

Desai Williams (1959) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - sprinter. 

Livingstone Bramble (1960) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - boxer.

Derek Redmond (1965) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - sprinter. 

Keith Arthurton (1965) Afro-Nevisian - cricketer. 

Gary Smith (1966) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer. 

Des Hazel (1967) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer. 

Dean Walling (1969) Afro-Kittitian - footballer. 

Stuart Williams (1969) Afro-Kittitian - cricketer. 

Carl Tuckett (1970) Afro-Nevisian - cricketer. 

Bobby Bowry (1971) Afro-Kittitian - footballer. 

Keith Gumbs (1972) Afro-Kittitian - footballer. 

Lutel James (1972) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer. 

Sagi Burton (1977) Afro-Kittitian - footballer. 

Brian Quailey (1978) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer. 

Adam Newton (1980) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer. 

Calum Willock (1981) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer. 

Erasmus James (1982) Afro-Kittitian - American footballer. 

Tesfa Robinson (1985) Afro-Kittitian - footballer. 

Atiba Harris (1985) Afro-Kittitian - footballer. 

Jason St Juste (1985) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer. 

Matthew Berkeley (1987) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer. 

Patrece Liburd (1988) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer. 

Ryan Robbins (1988) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer. 

Micah Richards (1988) Afro-Kittitian / Unknown - footballer. 

Antoine Adams (1988) Afro-Kittitian - footballer. 

Febian Brandy (1989) Afro-Kittitian - footballer. 

Brijesh Lawrence (1989) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - sprinter. 

Zephaniah Thomas (1989) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer. 

Michael Nottingham (1989) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer. 

Aaron Moses-Garvey (1989) Afro-Kittitianor Afro-Nevisian - footballer. 

Kieran Powell (1990) Afro-Nevisian - cricketer. 

Jordan Bowery (1991) Afro-Kittitianor Afro-Nevisian - footballer. 

Jason Rogers (1991) Afro-Kittitian - sprinter. 

Romaine Sawyers (1991) Afro-Kittitian / Unknown - footballer. 

Rowan Liburd (1992) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer. 

Omari Sterling-James (1993) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer. 

Raheem Hanley (1994) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer. 

Theo Wharton (1994) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer.

Jacob Hazel (1994) Afro-Kittitian- footballer. 

Harry Panayiotou (1994) Afro-Kittitian / Greek Cypriot - footballer.  

Alain Sargeant (1995) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer. 

Jerry St. Juste (1996) Afro-Kittitian / Dutch - footballer. 

Warren Hazel (1996) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - sprinter. 

Jeremiah Louis (1996) Afro-Kittitian - cricketer. 

Marcus Rashford (1997) Afro-Kittitian - footballer. 

Raheem Somersall (1997) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer. 

Daniel Bowry (1998) Afro-Kittitian or Afro-Nevisian - footballer. 

Romario Martin (1999) Afro-Kittitian - footballer. 

Mikyle Louis (2000) Afro-Kittitian - cricketer. 

Kareem Queeley (2001) Afro-Kittitian - basketball player.

Problematic:

Bertil Fox (1951) Afro-Kittitian - convicted murderer.

Neil deGrasse Tyson (1958) African-American, Puerto Rican, Afro-Nevisian - sexual assault allegations. 

Mel B (1975) Afro-Kittitian or Nevisian / British  - said in an interview that she slept with a co-star, named them but didn’t get their permission.

Akil Grier (1992) Afro-Kittitian or Nevisian - charged with rape.

[flowersfrombefore]

You’re Here (Roger Taylor X Reader)

Request from @i-got-no-rhythm “Roger comforting a depressed reader” Okay this probably isn’t exactly what you were looking for but I tried and I really hope you at least like it a bit, it’s less fluffy and just REAL. 

A/n: this took too long for a fic that isn’t even good but I never realized how hard trying to articulate what depression feels like is. (I, a depressed person, should be good at this but i’m not) Also during the last part I listened to a ton of those song manips that sound like you’re hearing them in a bathroom, specifically Can’t Help Falling In Love With You cause I’m a cheesy bitch and that’s what is playing at the end. 

THIS ISN’T EDITED IM SORRY 

Warning: Depression, bad writing 

It had been some time since you had last felt like this. You weren’t sure if you were feeling everything or nothing. You just knew that it felt heavy and that it was going to be hard to lift on your own. It all hit rather fast, out of the blue like it always did. You weren’t as used to the sudden wave of nothing as you had been before. 

You were at a party with the boys to celebrate their tour announcement. It was supposed to be fun right? You were supposed to be happy for the boys. nothing about tonight was supposed to be about you. But there you had been with Rogers arms around you singing along with everyone else to the music and it had still hit. You ignored it, or you tried at least. For a few minutes you pushed it aside and attempted to lose your thoughts in the fluorescent lights Freddie had managed to put up in his house, and the warmth of Roger’s body pressed against yours. You should have known better than to try and avoid the feeling for it had never come to any avail in the past.

You strained slightly against Roger’s embrace until he caught the hint and let you go. You turned to face him and when he met your eyes his calm smile shifted to worry. So it showed on your face than? You’d hoped after years you had gotten better at hiding how you felt from Rog but he always knew. He could look through you like you were a piece of glass. You hated to see him worry so you leaned into him and buried your head in his shoulder, letting one hand run up his back and rest in his hair. He drew his arms around you once again and pulled you closer.

You focused on his heartbeat, his breathing, the way his touch usually made you feel. You could feel the edge of what normally would be going through your body at any other time. It was like seeing a faded photograph from your favorite vacation as a child. You were numb. That’s what this was, absolutely numb to everything that usually made you alive. This shouldn’t be happening now! Not so suddenly, not at such a lovely time. You supposed that it was your brain getting back at you for being so very happy for the last few months. Like it was saying ‘You had a good run but here’s what’s built up while I’ve been away.’

You were brought out of thought by Roger’s voice as he leaned down, brushing his lips against the side of your cheek.

“I know something is wrong Y/N. I’m right here just tell me.” You felt like you were in a haze and his words hardly registered with you but they were enough to remind you where you were. ‘I am here, I’m safe. You will be alright just talk you can do that just ask for help.’ You said to yourself, trying to bring some kind of control back over your own thoughts, which were growing more and more deafeningly silent with every passing second. Trying to form some kind of a word you stepped back to look at him. He searched your face for an answer with so much concern in his eyes that you felt something. You felt something?

“Come on love, let’s go somewhere quiet. Good?” You closed your eyes and nodded leaning into his hand that he had placed on the side of your face. “Shit where around here would even be quiet.” He was right, Freddie’s parties were always so extravagant and full of people that a quiet room was impossible to find. Even if you found an empty area the clamor of guests could be heard anywhere, as could the music. Roger reached down and clasped your hand in his and began to lead you at the very least out of the main room of the party.

“Roger!” Freddie’s booming voice cut through the music and the drunken chatter of the guests. You both looked around to see Freddie standing on a table, a glass of champagne overflowing and spilling down his hands. “Darlings where are you running off to the party’s only getting started.” He’d jumped his way off the table and pushed his way through the crowd toward you and Roger. The infectious grin the was plastered across Freddie’s face was almost helpful in lifting some of the weight that was growing heavier on your chest. He was so happy. You didn’t want to take that away by letting him know that you weren’t okay. You half faked a wide smile and threw your arms out dramatically like you always did when you were going to give Freddie a hug.

“Oh come here dear, I’m so proud of you.” You said with a forced laugh. Freddie quickly threw his arms around you sweeping you right off the ground. In the force of his embrace some of his champagne spilled onto your shirt. You let out a small yell at the shock of the cold hitting your skin.

“Darling I’m so very sorry you can borrow something of mine until it dries.”

“No love, it’s alright I’ll just let it dry for a while we were leaving anyway.” You reached up on your tiptoes and kissed Freddie’s cheek. “Congratulations Fred, we’ll be back.” With this you turned, taking Roger’s hand and lead him across the room to one of Freddie’s giant bathrooms. Your shirt could dry off there. The interaction had given you a bit of your strength back. Enough at least to pull Roger into the bathroom with you, lock the door and practically collapse in his arms.  

It seemed that all the strength in your body had dissipated one the door had closed, Roger was the only thing keeping you from falling. ‘Seems like there’s a theme with that doesn’t it’ You said to yourself. There really was, always about to break, always about to fall, and it was always Rog who caught you right before. Now there was just a physical representation. Unfortunately this time for your mind it would be less catching and more pulling it back out of a lake after it drowned.

It took you a moment to notice that you were being held up against a wall.

“Rog?”

“I’m just making sure you don’t fall Y/N.” He lifted some of the pressure he had been putting on you and you managed to stand. Leaning down, Roger kissed you gently and rested his forehead on yours. His hand still held yours as he ran his thumb along the side of it.

“Now, what’s going on. I- I thought it had been a while since one of these.” Of course he knew what this was. You let out a shaky breath that you’d been seemingly holding for a while.

“It has. I’m sorry Roger I don’t know what happened. It just..” You were at least getting words out now easily but trying to explain what was going on was hard enough when you were even completely coherent. “It just came on so fast I felt like all the air got knocked out of me. Roger I’m trying to feel something but I just can’t.” The moment the thought crossed your lips the nothing receded and every single emotion that was repressed broke the flood gates. Tears started to fall from your eyes. Now you didn’t know what was worse, the nothing or the everything.

“That looks like something.” He said gently tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear. He pulled you close and let you cry, for seconds or minutes or hours you didn’t know how long until you ran dry.  Roger didn’t let it phase him once, he simply brushed a hand through your hair and occasionally whispered an ‘I love you, I’m here, your safe.’

Wiping your eyes you pulled him down to kiss you. You felt it this time. You felt the love and warmth that usually flowed through you when your lips were on his, even if right now it still felt muffled. A real smile crept across your lips for a moment. Not to say that whatever was going on was over, but at least what was supposed to make you happy was working again. You broke the kiss to look up at the beautiful boy standing in front of you. He still looked worried, or dare you say scared.

“Love, I need you to tell me if you’re alright. Please just let me know.” He was scared, you could hear it in his voice and from everything he’s seen in the past with you he had a reason.

“No, I’m really not. But it’s better than ten minutes ago.” It wasn’t a lie you were feeling again at the very least. Even if feeling meant all the bad things came through it still meant what Roger made you feel was there. “I know you wan’t to fix it roger but you can’t. Just stay with me.” You’d told him this before so many times, He couldn’t fix you no matter how hard he tried. No matter how tightly he held you, trying to keep all the pieces of you together. You let go of him and got yourself the the mirror, you looked like an absolute mess. Your eyes were red from crying and the stains on your face from the tears would take forever to get rid of. “Guess there’s no hiding this if we go back out there.” You said out loud, mostly to yourself.

Roger understood that you were trying to shift the mood that you had both been drowning in for however long you had been here. He never really knew why you tried to dismiss the sadness when you were feeling it, but he knew it made things easier for you. He wished you would just tell him what it felt like. You’d always felt bad that he worried so much for you even when you were happy. He’d seen you enough times plaster a smile on yourself so that no one would ask what was wrong.

“Come help me take this shirt of baby, it’s absolutely stuck.” You’d forgotten about Freddie spilling his drink all over you until you looked in the mirror to see your absolutely soaked through shirt. In a moment you had both managed to work together and get the soaked material off of you and hanging on a sink to dry off, leaving you in just a lacy bra.

Concern still rested on Rogers face. You reached up to cup his face in your hands and made him look at you. “When you worry it scares me Rog, just be with me okay? Just hold onto me.” Through the walls of the bathroom you could hear the loud music blasting throughout the house. The sounds were muffled but you could hear the songs well enough. This gave you an idea. You gave him a soft smile and placed and hand on his shoulder. “Dance with me!”

So there the two of you danced, pressed close together swaying to the stifled sound of Elvis playing through the party. With every second you started to feel more alive. Less like you were under water or less like you were out of control. Rogers arms around your waist now brought you back to earth completely. You were here and you felt it. You still felt the weight you had before, it wouldn’t go away so easily but you were distracted and that was enough for now.

“Y/N, I love you and I will always be here I promise. I know you don’t like worrying me but I just want you to be okay.” He pressed a kiss to the top of your head and held you tighter than before.

The last lyrics of the song faded out as you danced and both of you quietly sang the last word. You were here, you were safe. You were loved.

“But I can’t help falling in love with you…”

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Happy Birthday To "The Works".

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Omg, this is very cool! 😁

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Sometimes I feel young Rog and old Rog are two completely different people. But looking at this ... you can see it’s just him (I don’t know how to express that any better)!

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I think I’ve found the perfect gift for Roger LOL

original is with Gavin Harrison - another British drummer (x)

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Social distance ...

Credits to the author.