#verse; i am hugh

[iamselfmade]

Ever since the little “Soong family reunion,” the android had been gallivanting around Federation space. And, at first, he was gloating in his accomplishments; he had successfully confiscated his brother’s emotion chip, and although he still didn’t feel whole, at least the knowledge of Data’s impasse ensured him that neither of them would ever truly be perfect. However, after his many attempts at integrating himself into other organisations, such as the Rigellian Hunters, Suliban Nomads, and Nausicaan Outlaws, Lore had discovered that even those species had their prejudices toward artificial lifeforms ⸺ they were just as terrible as humans. This realisation made him feel an excruciating loneliness, which brought him to the conclusion to cease his illegal enterprises and roam the galaxy on his own, wishing, hoping he would find a place, a planet, where he could pursue his dreams and live among kindred spirits; individuals who would understand him, because they were like him, lost and forgotten…

   The Romulan Warbird he had commandeered from a Nausicaan Outlaw after he had double-crossed the idiot, was on auto-pilot until its sensors intercepted a distress call from a moon not far away from his current position. Curiosity, an intrinsic characteristic in every Soong-type android, compelled him to investigate, and he tapped the coordinates into the console, altering the Warbird’s trajectory.

   When the vessel arrived at its destination, Lore scanned the moon’s desolate surface for life signs. There was one, but how peculiar, it was half-humanoid, half-artificial. A cyborg? A Borg?

   Lore beamed down to the surface of the moon, and one glance at the lifeform confirmed his suspicions; a lonesome Borg. A smug grin was conjured to his synthetic countenance; he was going to derive great pleasure from taunting one of the Federation’s greatest foes. However, his resolution wavered when he advanced and realised that the Borg was… Wait. Were those tears? Was that Borg crying?

   Awkwardly, the android became stationary and whistled to garner the boy’s attention. Perhaps he could deal with the kid and salvage the ship? But then another thought struck him: what if this boy had been abandoned by the Collective? Discarded by his family, just like him? But what if it wasn’t? What if this was a trap?

   ‘D’you need a ride?’ he asked promptly, throwing all caution to the wind. ‘Because it doesn’t look like you’re going to get anywhere with that piece of scrap,’ he pointed out, gesturing to the crashed shuttle, which was clearly Borg in design. ‘My name’s Lore. What’s yours? Do Borg even have names?’

@spacetimewriter (Lore, cont. from here)

Funny. He had been so upset he hadn’t even noticed when this new stranger approached. He didn’t notice until the man whistled.

The man, an android, looked so much like Data it made Hugh’s heart ache even more and his face twisted up all over again. He sniffled and choked back a sob that escaped his throat in such a small hiccup. He missed Data. He missed Geordi. He missed Geordi so much! And Beverly!! Oh, he missed her warm smile. How she smelled how Hugh imagined a mom might smell. Floral, in a soft and gentle way.

But this wasn’t Data. He said his name was Lore and asked if he needed a ride. Was that an offer?

“My name is Hugh,” he answered, voice tight with emotion. It sounded so strange to his own ears. Strangled, like it was being forced through the vocal implant by a fist in his lungs. “I’m stuck. I’m not Borg anymore and the Collective-” He cut himself off as fresh tears began to fall. “The Collective doesn’t want me anymore.”

No one did.

“I’m stuck,” he repeated. “I’m stuck.”

He did need a ride off the moon. He just wished it was the Enterprise taking him back. The Enterprise was warm, comfortable, he’d even be okay being trapped in the brig for awhile. At least he had company. Guards, but they counted. This was the closest thing to homesick he’d likely experience. Rejected by two homes, now. If he could call them homes.

He hugged himself. “I don’t know what to do.”

[mostly-marvel-musings]

*also drops this in your inbox and runs away*

What in the—what? Whaaat 🥵

WHAT

Don’t you run away, come back! Come back right this second, we need to discuss ideas!!

[builtintripping]

Who gave SpongeBob the cute oversized Sweater

Jimmy: Dad knitted Spongebob a sweater, but he miscalculated the length of his arms and ended up oversizing the sleeves. Though Bob doesn't seem to notice that there was a mistake in the first place. He didn't let it hinder his arm movements, nor did he mind whenever bubble water stains his sleeves.

[general-kalani]

{ @redjaybird sent in; 🔪 🔜 or 'knife front’ // sender presses a knife on receivers’ throat from front [i think buck needs a visit anyway >>]

Prompt from here! }

"Well now hang on there mate, lemme enjoy my drink first 'fore ya decide t'kill me, huh?"

A sip of the beer, a hum of appreciation before he placed it down.

"Awright, now go for it... Always enjoyed a bitta knife play~"

[dramatisperscnae]

What type of villain are you? [yes I'm doing it again, for other muses, fight me >w>]

Then Let Me Be Evil

You never wanted to hurt anyone, but the world never gave you a choice. You did the best you could with what you had, but every innocent mistake you made was held against you when it counted, every crossroads led you down the wrong path no matter which way you went. No matter what you did, the odds were stacked against you. It wasn't fair, and you are sick and tired of being told what a monster you are for things out of your control. Well, fine. They want a monster? YOU'LL GIVE THEM A MONSTER!

The Betrayer

You like to do things up close and personal. As personal as you can get. You are an excellent actor, and you do adore putting on a smile knowing your worst enemy, the one you hate the most, doesn't suspect a thing when they tell you their deepest secrets. Your only motivation is revenge, and revenge you shall get. Perhaps you loved them once, long ago, but any fondness for your target you once felt has long since warped and twisted into perverse obsession, laced with malice and venom and seething hatred. Good or evil does not matter to you. All that matters is they get what they deserve.

[lovecla]

IF YOU LOVE ME, LET ME KNOW | jack hughes.

00.2. how did you and jack meet?

➴ warnings: none!!

➴ word count: 1k

➴ author’s note: mostly sophia’s first nhl concert and how she and jackie boy met. i spent the entire morning working on that Nonsense outro and i am gonna say that im very proud of it lmfao. hope u enjoy!

—♡

THE room looked full.

On the stage, you could feel dozens, hell, hundreds of eyes on you. Shanon had warned you that at least two hundred people were expected but damn.

“Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome our most expected guest for tonight, Sophia Montenegro!” A man’s theatrical voice was heard just before the first notes of Nonsense.

You and your team worked really hard to make this happen, because April flew by, really. Coachella was a hit and you got so many jobs out of it, it was crazy. But this was what you were looking forward to the most.

You sat on top of a piano, black dress shining with the lights directed at you. You smiled, feeling anxious and excited and maybe just a little bit nauseous too. There were men, women and children sitting in round tables in front of you, but what really caught your attention was the group of men sitting on the table right in front of the stage, all of them wearing shirts with your face in it. And they were screaming the loudest too.

“‘Think I only want one number in my phone, I might change your contact to ‘don’t leave me alone’.”

Singing for you meant living. It was a necessity, a need. Every time you stepped on a stage, you felt alive, you felt fulfilled. You felt like maybe you were on this planet for a reason, and that reason presented itself whenever the words came out of your mouth during a song.

So you enjoyed yourself, and watched as the other people did the same. Everyone seemed to enjoy the acoustic version of Nonsense— which you had never sung before, by the way— and it was so funny to see grown ass men singing the lyrics like their life depended on it.

“Lookin’ at you got me thinkin’ nonsense. Cartwheels in my stomach when you walk in…”

“Please do the outro!” Someone shouted before the end verse and you giggled. You were already planning on doing it, but you gave the man a thumbs up either way.

“Shanon said I should keep it PG.

So, Father, I might need to be set free.

Because I really want a Devils in me.”

Loud cheers were heard and you smiled, biting your lip.

The rest of the little concert went well, and when you noticed it, you were dancing on the stage with another five players, who had two left feet and were probably a bit drunk too, but it was so much fun. One of them even asked for the mic so he could sing for a while too. You had the time of your life and you really hoped everyone else did too.

When the last song— Espresso— ended, you received a standing ovation. You felt yourself tearing up just a bit, and you closed your eyes, bowing your head.

“Thank you so much, everyone, I had so much fun tonight,” you started, voice wobbly and tired. “I didn’t know you guys were my biggest fans…”

“Nico here went to your concert!” Some guy shouted, pointing at the man— Nico, you suppose— beside him. You laughed, blowing him a kiss. The Nico guy looked like a tomato, face all red and cute, but he was wearing your merch too.

“Well, now I need to change and from what I’ve heard, we’ll have some delicious food and more amazing singers tonight, so please don’t leave!” You said, leaving the stage after another round of applause.

You found Grace in your dressing room, and you both hugged each other, yelling with excitement. “Can you believe this is our life, baby?!” Grace yelled, and you shook your head no. “I can’t either. Anyways. You have to change into a jersey and I have to take pictures of you with it.”

You looked at the jerseys hanging on the wall in front of you and smiled. “Can I have a Nico one, please?”

—♡

AFTER taking pictures with the players and their families— some of them had daughters who loved you as well—, you found yourself near the food table. You were deadass starving and you needed to get your hands on a hot dog before you passed out. Oh, and a drink as well. It was hot there.

“You got the wrong number on your back.”

You heard a playful voice behind you and you would’ve cursed, if you hadn’t had your mouth full of bread. You tried to swallow it all before you actually turned around.

What you saw was… interesting. It was probably one of the youngest guys in there, perhaps even the same age as you, and he had beautiful, blue eyes. He was wearing a white jacket and a Devils cap, so he was definitely one of the players on the team.

“Wrong number?” You asked, looking at your jersey again, the #13 plastered on your arms and back.

“Yeah. Should be wearing an eighty-six jersey instead.” He smirked.

“Let me guess. That’s your number?”

“That’s the best number. A girl like you shouldn’t be wearing anything less.”

You ignored the compliment (was it even a compliment?) and plastered a smirk on your face, too.

“I think I’m fine with Nico’s number on me. Since he’s the captain and all,” you shrugged. “He also went to my concert so that proves he is the best.”

“Sweetheart, you seriously need someone to show you what best means,” he stepped closer and suddenly your heart was racing all over again. “I happen to be the right person for it.”

“Right person?” You chuckled. “Got your hopes way too high, don’t you, lover boy?”

He shrugged, the confident smirk never leaving his face.

“Just an offer. You did say you wanted a Devils inside you.”

You audibly scoffed. This handsome ass man, with the tiniest bit of an accent and a huge lot of an attitude had some balls.

But then again. Last time you had sex with someone was a year ago, with your ridiculous ex-boyfriend, Harris. You were feeling pretty needy, but with all the work and energy you had to put into your performances, you just didn’t find the time to deal with other dipshits.

At least this one looks like he knows here your clit is.

You stepped closer, noticing how you tilted your head up so you could look into his eyes.

“Is the offer still up?”

He smiled, cocking his head to the side.

“For you, doll? It will always be.”

[strahmsicles]

Hello!

I'm making another rp call out post🙏I'm heavily interested to write something regarding the HEU, whether it be hannigram, spacedogs, royal instincts, tristhad, or another ship I am so willing to hear out! (There's so much to ship and do, its great)

I mainly only write hugh's characters, as I am most comfortable with writing them. I'm most versed in writing Will, Adam (Raki), Aiden, Grigg and Galahad! However, I am most certainly open to write Adam (Towers), Luke Brandon and even try Bobby Bronson!

Some of my favorite ships are hannigram, spacedogs, dogsdogs, tristhad, royal instincts, spacekraiser, but again happy to explore around!!

I'm semi lit/lit, and I do prefer 18+ as I am 21. I am in the EST time zone, and currently a full-time uni student so my replies may be delayed sometimes!! I also prefer to write over disc!

Please feel free to drop me a comment or DM <3 I would love to rp and possibly make friends too !!

STATUS: ACCEPTING RPS !!

Thank you!

[someguynamededdie]

Well well well. It appeared we have a winner… Is what i would say if i at all cared about what the final tally was!!

Yeah that’s right!! The vote had almost nothing to do with my final decision. No no no. It was what I said after that truly mattered.

And man. Did some of you understand the assignment.

First talk about some honorable mentions that I had not mentioned in the poll but were recommended anyway: Hallowoods and Alice Isn’t Dead!

I’m sorry to the one person who said Hallowoods but there’s a reason it was not included in my poll. I fell asleep in the middle of the first episode and by the time I woke up I had not a clue what was happening, and couldn’t be bothered to restart the episode. I have not touched it since. I am so sorry. Alice Isn’t Dead on the other hand is in my library and I will listen to it! Eventually! Maybe.

Another honorable mention goes to Wolf359, which did come in second, and did have a considerable amount of support behind it, however the pizzazz of the propaganda was… lacking.

Now for the REAL winners of this post. That’s right, winners plural. I’m planning on eventually tackling all of these pods but there were a few standouts! Wolf359 really stood no chance against: Joe Biden Sex Coma.

No other propaganda was necessary. No additional votes were needed. In Third Place I’ll be listening to Slit Verses! I can’t wait to… stare on drywall for 7 hours! I already do that with Malevolent, so what’s 7 hours more!

But two other shows had something Slit Verses did not.

Horse discourse.

I am bewitched. I am enthralled. What the fuck could any of this mean? Not only had two of the official podcast accounts responded to me talking about god damn HORSES of all things, but brought rabid fans with them. Also FRANCIS HUGHES, EDITOR OF WITHERBURN AFTER SCHOOL NEWS??? KYATHEDINO #1 FIC WRITER OF WITHERBURN AFTER SCHOOL NEWS??!??!!

Witherburn’s fandom was much more vocal in the tags, which is fair since the show is much newer and has a much smaller fan base.

So yes, WOE.BEGONE may have won the popular vote, but much like American Politics, it doesn’t matter what the majority of people want or need, I’m going to do whatever the fuck I want and ruin everyone’s lives. I’m going to finish Witherburn, start to w.bg, and then start to Slit Verses.

This weeklong charade of fairness was for naught. You have been bamboozled. So long and good night.

[scotianostra]

27th July 1689 saw the Battle of Killiecrankie.

As soon as you hear the words "Whare hae ye been sae braw, lad?" it puts a smile on my face, in my opinion one of the most rousing Scottish folk songs.

The battle itself saw a force of 2,000 Jacobites under the command of 'Bonnie Dundee', defeated the larger government army of 4,000 soldiers led by General Hugh Mackay.

Bonnie Dundee first sent a small group of highlanders down the main road towards Killiecrankie as a feint, with the intention of deceiving Mackay into thinking this was the advanced guard.

Meanwhile the main Army left their camp in Old Blair, around mid afternoon and circled behind the hill of Lude coming down Allt Chluain. (Ambush stream) with Creag Eallaich (rock of the charge) on their left. Mackay had positioned his men to meet a frontal attack from the direction of Blair. As the highlanders emerged around the side of the hill they saw McKay's army jump to their feet, they had been resting. Mackay had to wheel his forces round quickly to meet this new threat. This put him in the awkward position of facing uphill with his opponents above him and the river barrier at his back. The Highland charge would have bbe in full flight as he tried to regroup his men.

As soon as Bonnie Dundee gave the order to charge, the highlanders uttering the eerie high-pitched battle cry of the Celt, leapt down the hill towards the enemy. The battle lasted approximately 15 minutes.

Unfortunately Dundee, in the act of encouraging his men, was pierced beneath the breastplate by a musket ball of the enemy and fell dying from his horse. Graham reputedly asked a soldier "How goes the day?", to which the man replied, "Well for King James, but I am sorry for your lordship." The dying Graham then replied, "If it goes well for him, it matters the less for me." A short letter describing the engagement to King James was later produced which purported to be from Graham, but is now believed to be spurious.

Going back to the song and the line "But I met the devil and Dundee" this relates to the legend that he was invulnerable to lead (due to having made a pact with the Devil) and was killed by being penetrated by a silver button from his own coat. He died on the battlefield and was carried the few miles to the nearby parish church of St Bride.

I leave you with the Corries, the song here was a live performance from 1975 but there is footage from 1966 as the lads did a pioneering music video, it sees them travel along the road from Pitlochry to Killiecrankie. This is one of my favourite songs from The Corries. The first three verses and the chorus were written by Robert Burns and set to an older melody. James Hogg may have had a hand in writing the additional verses..

[betweensaintsandmonsters]

What’s up readers?! How about a little show and tell? Answer these 13 questions, tag 13 lucky readers and if you’re feeling extra bookish add a shelfie! Let’s Go!

Tagged by @willameena 💖💖💖 thank you!!! i absolutely love talking about books!! pls talk to me about books

1) The Last book I read:

so you don't get lost in the neighborhood by patrick modiano -- this is a book about the failure of memory i think. the narrator is forced to reckon with events from his past that he doesn't really remember? it's not as interesting as it sounds but it was an alright read!

2) A book I recommend:

the stardust thief by chelsea abdullah -- i listened to this audiobook on my way to work and then immediately bought a physical copy because it was so so good! it's a take on the one thousand and one nights and it's absolutely thrilling from start to finish <3

3) A book that I couldn’t put down:

clap when you land by elizabeth acevedo -- books in verse aren't normally my thing but elizabeth acevedo is a master of the craft and this story of family is heart wrenching and made me cry

4) A book I’ve read twice (or more):

we are okay by nina lacour -- this is possibly my favorite book i read it when i need to cry or to feel something. i know that says nothing about the story but it's so good and queer and beautiful i highly recommend

5) A book on my TBR:

the 85 books that are on my bookshelf that i haven't read and my overused library card are taunting me with this question. the one i can see from where i'm sitting on my bed is i'm glad my mom died by jeanette mccurdy but i don't know if that's gonna happen anytime soon. i also really want to get to on earth we're briefly gorgeous by ocean vuong but i think that's also going to make me cry

6) A book I’ve put down:

i rarely put books down on purpose. often i'll start things and then life will happen and i won't want to start the book from the beginning again so it gets put down. i wish i didn't finish the hobbit because i was in 7th grade and didn't know you could just... not finish something you don't like. three books that i will probably get back to at some point though are: tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow by gabrielle zevin, the priory of the orange tree by samantha shannon and helen of troy by bethany hughes

7) A book on my wish list:

i don't really keep a book wishlist! probably something by emily henry because i've been in a romcom mood lately

8) A favorite book from childhood:

inkheart by cornelia funke -- i think this is the book that made me love reading tbh i identified so strongly with meggie and i loved dustfinger and it just got me i also really loved because of win dixie (and i should reread it, i have a copy sitting in my kitchen right now)

9) A book you would give to a friend:

the long way to a small angry planet by becky chambers -- i lied earlier this might be my favorite book. you want a really good found family? you want a harrowing space adventure? you want to see characters that become more real? this is the book for you. this book is about the heart of a family and the home you make and the decision to keep choosing each other and being there in the good times and bad i don't have enough good things to say about it tbh it's pretty much perfect!! i gifted it to a boy once right before i left england (after he came to see a play with me having absolutely no interest in theatre) and having him read it and enjoy it was a highlight of my trip besides going on that date with him that i didn't realize was a date until i was on a plane over the atlantic.

10) A book of poetry or lyrics that you own:

crush by richard siken -- i'm gay i am legally obligated to own this book

11) A nonfiction book you own:

most of my nonfiction books are memoirs! but here are my top three that i will get to reading at some point!! 1. helen of troy by bethany hughes 2. poet warrior by joy harjo 3. something about the witch trials that i don't remember the name of right now and can't actively see on my shelf

12) What are you currently reading:

summer sons by lee mandelo -- it's gay there's ghosts and messy boys and grief and i'm a quarter of the way done and already know that i'm going to read it again because it's going to wreck me emotionally

13) What are you planning on reading next?

i think i'm going to finish invisible cities by italo calvino next!!

no pressure to do this!! but tagging: @grapenehifics @ragnarlothcat @kittonafoxgirl @bisexualobiwankenobi @tideswept @palfriendpatine66 @thegingerwrites @renlyslittlerose

i'd love to add more books to my infinite pile of books to read!!!!

[iamselfmade]

Spot was graced with the impulse to ingest my pilea mollis, hence why she is presently wearing her time-out paper bag as a penalty for her erroneous behaviour. This does, however, not deter her from consuming one of my other plants in the near future. Unfortunately...

"Shame! Shame bag for Spot! A terrible cat! I am going to kiss her little paws."

[mostly-marvel-musings]

The suit stays on

A/N: What? How’d this happen? I don’t even know. But it did. Here it is. I am back in the Jackman-verse now, voluntarily and irrevocably. I want to thank @stark-ironman for all the thirst trap pictures and encouragement 🩵 Leave a heart, comment or reblog if you enjoyed the story!

Pairing: Hugh Jackman x F! Reader

Warning: 18+ smut. Minors DNI.

Main Masterlist

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“Oh no, the suit stays on.”

You had whispered against his ear when he was about to strip; you were at the end of your tether watching him strut his stuff for hours wearing that criminal outfit.

The ache between your legs had got to a point where you’d lost the ability to think straight. It wasn’t like your needs weren’t satiated mere hours ago, wasn’t like you were deprived of that gorgeous body that could only have been chiseled by the Gods, no.

You were well aware of how greedy you were being, but all your sense of rationality had found its way out the door when you’d seen your man walk out in the suit. The little salt and pepper bristle only added his sex appeal, making for additional friction each time it brushed against the most sensitive parts of you.

“Needy little thing, aren’t ya?” He had grunted, wrapping a hand around your throat with enough pressure that it walked a thin line between pleasure and pain. You wouldn’t have it any other way.

“Only when it comes to you.” You choked, smirking as you were rewarded with everything you had hoped for.

His cock travelled to the deepest parts of you, brushing the very spot that had you seeing stars as your walls clenched around him. Lust travelled over your skin leaving trails of goose-pimples while he impaled you, stoking the fire that burned deep within your core.

You wanted the man. No. You craved him. In every way. How was one ever supposed to get enough of Hugh Jackman?

You certainly weren’t opposed when he pulled out all of a sudden, only to bend you over the nearest desk, uncaring about the mess you’d already made. A primal grunt resounded off the thin walls as he entered your sopping heat again, not holding back at all this time.

With every thrust, you gripped the edge of the table tighter until your knuckles turned white, your climax approaching quick as you felt your thighs begin to twitch involuntarily.

“I—I’m so close—” you whimpered, revelling in the way his hips snapped against yours in an urgency you both felt.

“I know. Be a good girl and come all over this cock.”

Like the most obedient of students, your body willingly obliged to his command, making the coil inside your belly snap into smithereens. Your orgasm crashed over you like a violent wave, making your walls flutter as you cried out his name.

Reality was a mere distant thought as you allowed yourself to float on a cloud of ecstasy, your heart beating erratically against your ribcage and throbbing down there. You faintly registered his cum spilling on your lower back as he climaxed, making the most sinful noises that were music to your ears.

Cleaning up consisted mostly of lazy kisses and a crafty grin that refused to leave your lips. You had gotten your way again and you both knew it would continue in the future.

What do we think? It’s my first time writing for this man. (Will it be the last? Idk yet) ALSO I CAN’T WITH THIS LOOK 🫠

[koko-raccoon]

F/O and OC lists:

Fictional Others ❤ (note: I am not non-sharing and I do not mind doubles. In fact, I love doubles and I love finding other people who have the same favorites as me) :

Romantic:

Buster Moon 🎤 (Sing)

Teddy 🛠 (Bob's Burgers)

Cosmo 🔎 (IF)

The Captain/Admiral 🚢 (Queen Mary's Dark Harbor)

Caine 🦷 (The Amazing Digital Circus)

Lord Hater ⚡ (Wander Over Yonder)

Bill Cipher ⚠️ (Gravity Falls)

Yondu Udonta 💘 (Guardians of the Galaxy)

Jaq/Sir Hugh 📿 (Cinderella)

Rudy 🎪 (Killer Klowns from Outer Space)

Michael Myers 🎃 (Halloween)

Earl the Squirrel 🎄 (Universal Studios)

Lord Garmadon 🐍 (The Lego Ninjago Movie)

Spider-Man Noir 🕸 (Spider-Man into the Spider-Verse)

Dale 🐿 (Chip and Dale Rescue Rangers)

Professor Membrane 🧠 (Invader Zim)

Honest John & Gideon 🦊🐱 (Pinocchio)

Mr. Peabody 👓 (Mr. Peabody and Sherman)

Vision 🤖 (MCU)

Platonic:

Timon 🦋 (The Lion King)

Crushes/low key an F/O but not officially one:

Husk 🎲 (Hazbin Hotel)

Bender 🍻 (Futurama)

Glinda 🎆 (Oz the Great and Powerful)

Casey Jr 🚂 (Dumbo)

Helen 🐌 (Bob's Burgers)

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Fan OCs (I have my own Original Characters but listing them would take up too much time and energy. But maybe someday I'll put it together)

Kylee 🏕 (Camp Lazlo)

Ebony ❄ (Prep and Landing)

Pumpkin 💅 (Prep and Landing)

Winter 🎙 (Prep and Landing)

Rudolph 😡 (The Muppets)

Princess 🍭 (Wreck-it Ralph)

Irene 🎬 (ParaNorman)

Sue 🎨 (Monsters University)

Tammy 💋 (Monsters University)

Danny  🛹 (Monsters University)

Olivia 📒 (Monsters University)

Kiwi 🍪 (Disney/Ducktales)

Raquel 💃 (Disney)

Birdie 🥊 (Disney)

Catalina 🙀 (Disney)

Pepper 📚 (The Boxtrolls)

Hamilton ✂️ (The Boxtrolls)

Chleo 🛼 (Wander Over Yonder)

Lady Luck 👓 (Cool World)

Squeaker 🌃 (Bojack Horseman)

Anna 🌕 (Gravity Falls)

April 💍 (Sing)

Hope 🌙 (Sing)

Tanya 👗 (Rock Dog)

Zynthia 🎶 (Guardians of the Galaxy)

Cassandra 🎆 (Guardians of the Galaxy)

Celestine 🌟 (Guardians of the Galaxy)

Juniper 👿 (The Lego Ninjago Movie)

Diane 💎 (Chip and Dale Rescue Rangers)

Midnight 🔮 (Eureeka's Castle)

Joliet 🔪 (Krampus)

Dina 🧨 (Killer Klowns From Outer Space)

Professor Ant 🐜 (James and the Giant Peach)

Quorra 🔫 (Star Wars)

Switch (AP-87) 🤖 (Star Wars)

Vulture 🐀 (The Nightmare Before Christmas)

Waverly 👩‍⚕️ (Halloween 1978)

Martha 🎄 (The Grinch 2018)

Jack 🧜‍♀️ (Queen Mary's Dark Harbor)

Adam 🧟‍♂️ (Queen Mary's Dark Harbor)

Ivy ✨ (Onward)

Busby 🌵 (The Looney Tunes Show)

Kattan 💫(The Looney Tunes Show)

Nona 🎸 (Kid Cosmic)

Minky 🎠 (Hazbin Hotel)

Yancy ♥️ (Hazbin Hotel)

Vivi 💨 (Encanto)

Beeb 💐 (Smiling Friends)

Misery(Julie) 🎭 (South Park)

Miss. Skunk 💥 (The Bad Guys)

Jingle Belle 🎁 (Despicable Me)

Francesca 😾 (Pinocchio)

Billie 🎮 (Bob's Burgers)

Joan 🛋 (Bob's Burgers)

Lily Belle 📄 (Mr. Peabody and Sherman)

Paula 🔧 (Futurama)

Lucky 🎤 (IF)

Lisa ☠ (Halloween Horror Nights)

Cubie  🎱 (The Amazing Digital Circus)

[izzylovesyou2022]

This Is Called Poetry~ Luke Hughes (part 2)

The sound of eggs, bacon, and sausage filling the apartment caused Luke to roll out of bed with a happy sigh. Having his favorite meal being made on game day made him love his best friend even more.

He stood up, stretched, and threw on a shirt, sweatshirt, a pair of jeans, and his Devils hat--worn backwards--before opening the door and sauntering down the hallway.

"I've seen so many glorious mornings when the royal sun lights up the mountaintops, kisses the green meadows with its golden face, and makes streams shine with its celestial magic," a voice intoned from the kitchen, making Luke smile as he rounded the corner.

Maeve stood at the stove in a pair of leggings and one of Luke's old shirts, reciting poetry verses as she flipped over the bacon. Her thick black hair was tangled in a bun to keep out of the food.

"Are we talking about Shakespeare again, flower," he asked, chuckling as Maeve jumped a little.

She wagged a finger at him with narrowed eyes and spun the eggs around in the pan.

"Yes, Lukey, Sonnet 33. All about the morning. One of the most beautiful ones he ever wrote, if you want my take on it."

Luke chuckled again and walked passed Maeve to grab the plates for breakfast.

"I swear you know more about Shakespeare than anyone else I know. By the way, Maeve, are you coming to the game tonight?"

Maeve gave Luke a grateful smile as he set the table and nodded.

"Of course I am, Lukey! I'm sitting right behind the bench as usual. You're playing the Rangers tonight, aren't you?"

Luke nodded and walked over to lean on the counter, watching Maeve finishing up breakfast.

"It's not going to be an easy game," he admitted, taking his hat off and readjusting it on his head, "the Rangers are tough to beat."

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"Maeve! Are you almost done, flower," Luke shouted from the family room, where he and Jack were waiting.

A tinkling laugh met his question and then a loud, "Yes, Lukey!" followed.

Jack laughed at his brother's impatience and rolled his eyes.

"We've got plenty of time before warm-ups, bro. Relax!"

Luke grunted and took to pacing the room, fiddling with the cuff of his jacket.

"I know we do, bro. It's just....she takes ages!"

Jack laughed again and reached out to pluck a piece of hair off his jacket.

"Listen, bro, she probably wants to look good. All ladies do."

Luke huffed but didn't respond as his ears heard the bedroom door open.

"Alright, Lukey, you can relax now," Maeve stated, pulling the sleeves of Luke's jersey over her arms, "I'm ready to go."

Luke couldn't ignore the click of her boot heels nor take his eyes away from her red eyeshadow and bright red lip-stick. Not until a poke in his side from Jack tore him away.

"C'mon bro," he said, not ignoring the arched eyebrow Maeve shot Luke's way as she swung her purse over her shoulder, "let's go kick some Ranger's ass."

"Yes," Luke agreed, trying to swallow back the lump in his throat as the boys followed Maeve out the door, "let's do it!"

[malkaleh]

ooooh so I would love to hear more about Helen Norwich, and about how the English Civil War might have gone in that 'verse!

Helen, I don’t know if I said but she’s Norwich’s niece. Which I want to be clear, he never did anything to her but OH BOY. She was also born not that long after Tom Cromwell escaped him (Helen was born in 1523) after he’d been expecting to be his older brothers heir for so long (his brother had been married twice before Helen’s mother with no children and they had Helen late in their marriage).

Helen is very quiet, very considered and sensible - but she is beautiful which Norwich, after his Annoyed At Her Existence was like ‘…oh yay BARGAINING CHIP’ - it meant he could hold her wardship and then find an appropriate husband for her that could best benefit him.

(Helen was preparing to make the best of this she could - at least Norwich didn’t actually give a fuck about the actual management of the Earldom and she’s fairly sure that any husband he would pick for her wouldn’t either and would be happy for her to stay in the country with their children while he was at court so…she’d have that at least, in between whatever cruelty)*

*I’m fairly sure Norwich wouldn’t suffer like extreme cruelty because Status Thing and Status Thing Only but also he would totally not care if Helen was miserable or not.

She gets the Earldom in her own right in the end and makes it a really lovely place again - I think Welles Hall is actually particularly famous for fine wool(s) but I’m still working that out.

The Civil War in OT3 verse is me going ‘what if I flip things and the Restorationists are pissed about the increasing democracy + their colonial attempts got slapped down HARD’ essentially.

Essentially there’s this but I’ll babble some more!

Baron Hugh Wake (Of Liddell) is based on a real historical family - the first Baron had a daughter married one of the sons of Edward I by his second wife. It is however by his son (in our history both of the first barons sons died but here his oldest lives) John that Baron Hugh is descended.

King Hugh/The Restorationist King essentially begins the rebellion, well I’ll go from my notes:

Started it after his father, son and some of his sons friends were going to be jailed for human rights abuses. Believed that England should be an Empire to be great, should expel all the Jewish people, should become a Christian nation and revert to the ‘natural order of nobility.  

(They attempted to start a colony in what we would call North America. (The Spanish had previously been kicked out of South America in a story that is not mine to tell but does happen). They failed Miserably)).

There are whisperings about the changes Thomas and Mihrimah make and things do happen but they really start in Turhan’s reign. And then it goes on and becomes louder. About how Not White, Not Christian the royal family has become. About how there are Jews and Muslims and…in England. About how there is no imperialism, no ‘glory of empire’ and how people are being penalised for trying to make one by like jail. 

So we get to Henry VIII’s great great (I think that’s enough greats!) grandson Arthur (Jahan) II (I call him Arthur II because of the Tudor Arthurian Fandom Thing). His first child is a daughter and he decrees that she’s going to be the heir regardless of any brothers born afterwards. The royal family takes the final steps to expand representative democracy. Also the eventual restoration king’s son, his sons friends and his father are jailed for a failed attempt to colonise North America. They rebel at all of the above (it is possible that I a biracial jewish etc woman am Having Some Feelings). Arthur is eventually beheaded, there’s a Restoration King for the same time Oliver Cromwell ruled and then..Arthur’s daughter Charlotte Askala is invited back. 

The Restorationist Reign included a lot of awful things happening - like I mentioned the reform schools here

But that was very much the idea - they also did that to the children of nobles etc who weren’t restorationists. It’s pretty heavy history and I’ve been thinking about it a lot lately (including Gregory Cromwell’s descendant(s) and how the chest with the Triads letters etc survived). The King Arthur Jahan was beheaded, his wife and daughter sent into exile. (I love them as well). Then Charlotte Askala (his daughter) is asked back because the whole thing falls apart after Hugh’s death (he’d styled himself essentially as protector of the realm for the quote ‘true king’

There’s a whole bunch of other things that will come up in the modern day with this universes version of the Abdication in the 1930s but I will stop now! (Also the other thing to know about Hugh is that he has two children he loves deeply - his son ended up in luxurious exile and never had children but his daughter had three daughters of her own but because Restorationists do not accept inheritance through the female line they are never going to be able to be held up as heirs which is a whole other Fuckery related to the abdication).

[fructidors]

HI so i'm thinking about burning a CD with live versions of mountain goats songs, however i am not well-versed in the world of the mountain goats so. what would you recommend? (the CD can be up to 80 minutes long :))

YEAHHHH so as you're probably aware the world of mountain goats live recordings is unimaginably expansive and i am by most standards an amateur at traversing it BUT i do have lots of advice :D

there really is no such thing as a bad mountain goats show. even the ones with awful crowds or where the band isn't doing so great are bound to have some very very bright spots. at the same time, the mountain goats have a 30+ year touring history, with lineups varying from john alone, to the full four-piece current permanent ensemble, to the five-piece current touring ensemble, to on one remarkable occasion john with a medieval a cappella quartet, to absolutely everywhere in between, so everyone is bound to have their own tastes.

as such, a really good way to find tmg shows is to just look through the mountain goats wiki! they have over 1500 shows listed, the general majority of which have archive.org recordings. they also have every live show any particular song was played at listed-- most of my favorite shows i've found through looking through all the various performances of my favorite songs. there are also a lot of great recs over on r/themountaingoats. but here are some of my personal favorites:

the bottom of the hill shows!! the bottom of the hill is a small venue in san francisco that the mountain goats have played at quite a few times over the years, and for some combination of reasons the shows there always turn out ridiculously special. any mountain goats fan will point a new tmg live listener to the bottom of the hill. the rather infamous recording of no children sung entirely by the crowd took place there in 2006. the recording of california song i sent you was from a show there in 2014-- which by the way contains the entirety of transmissions from horace (an early tape that was later released as part of the compilation ghana), which is why there might be a lot of songs you don't recognize, and also why they played so many fan favorites to close it out (as compensation)(denton AND you were cool. WHAT A NIGHT). everything from no children on in that recording is pure gold. the show there from the next night is roughly the same in content but the rendition of the best ever death metal band in denton they close with is one of my favorite live tracks of all time. and finally a show there from 2008 was videoed in full by paste magazine!! (here is the archive.org version for audio files) this is SUCH a good show oh my god. the two really standout numbers in my opinion are not actually by the mountain goats-- one is ace of base's defining europop number the sign, which has been. drastically reimagined by the mountain goats. the bottom of the hill performance is punctuated with stories about john's own personal history with the song (which, if that appeals, check out this version too), and is just generally iconic. and also intense. SPEAKING OF INTENSE the other is houseguest-- which is a song by franklin bruno (who john was/is in a band called the extra glens/glenns/lens with) that john has played live quite a bit. this particular performance is really just my favorite because you get to watch john stalk around and lean out over the crowd like a vulture or perhaps some kind of crow. for the audio alone honestly i would recommend the version from this 2008 show. (fun fact about me personally the first time my mom ever left baby me alone with my dad overnight was to go to this exact show!! i am still mad at her for not taking me)

the fall 2005 tour!! the really cool thing about this tour is that at the time, the mountain goats were still comprised of just john darnielle and peter hughes (bassist), so typically live shows were very stripped down and a far cry from the aforementioned five-person full band they tour as now. but on this tour, their opener, the prayers and tears of arthur digby sellers, joined them for a few songs each set, which meant they had much fuller band (DRUMS!! MORE GUITAR!!) while also still being very much sunset tree-era mountain goats and BOY is it special. highlights include: the version of tollund man from toronto which doesn't feature the larger band, but john does incorporate a mangled paraphrase of the final couplet of shakespeare's sonnet 73 (this thou perceivest, which makes thy love more strong / to love that well which thou must leave ere long) into the song; the performance of palmcorder yajna from the same night where john replaces the "send somebody out for soda" line with "send somebody out for ATIVAN;" and of course, against pollution knitting factory halloween 2005 (audio). you probably noticed me posting the youtube video of this every day of october. it's my second favorite tmg live recording of all time (after bottom of the hill california song). john is in a priest costume which adds the most je ne sais quoi ever to the song (which is about going to church and shooting a guy. amongst other things). the video and audio are not clear at all but you must understand that is what makes this performance SO. it's SOOOO. in conclusion:

(do christians have high holidays. i'm so jewish i'm sorry)

the webster hall 2009 show!! this show's from the life of the world to come tour which is why there are so many songs named after bible verses (unsure how familiar you are with the life of the world to come but i feel like it has some you vibes). they were touring with violinist owen pallet at the time which means we get going to bristol & hebrews 11:14 with string accompaniment!!!! this show literally never fails but the absolute highlights for me are deuteronomy 2:10 (although deuteronomy 2:10 is one of my favorite songs in the entire mountain goats canon so it's rare to come across a version i dislike), enoch 18:14 (which is actually an unreleased outtake from lotwtc-- the version you see online the most is from the lotwtc film but this one is full-band and prefaced by a long john story about video games)(if the latter appeals, i'd check out thank you mario), quito (which is probably best appreciated as part of the larger we shall all be healed album but the full-band version here SHINES), and of course full band going to georgia!!! i understand solo going to georgia purists so so well and there really is nothing like shouting the words back to just john and his guitar but there is SOMETHING in full band going to georgia that i suspect is rather close to real actual apotheosis. if the former appeals more though i am emotionally attached to the version from last august because i was there (one of only 7 times he's played it since 2012!) and it was the best day of my life but objectively this 2007 version is probably better.

also!! i've done something very similar with a tape! it's probably the most care i've ever put into a tracklist and remains one of my favorite tapes i've ever made-- finding tracks for it is how i found most of what i just recommended :) here's the setlist:

ignore the blank spot i tried to put in abandoned flesh from the aforementioned august show i went to but it turned out really bad for some reason so i wanted to put in shower from the show two days before john got married but then i forgot. anyways YEAH THAT'S ABOUT IT! lmk if you want more specific reqs or about any mountain goats thoughts ever anytime :DDD