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[syoddeye]

Hermit

updated 2024/04/22 COD OC biz below. goofed the image resolution; will redo later.

Name: Avery C. Spence

Callsign: Hermit (formerly Yellowstone)

Age: 36

Gender: AFAB; non-binary

Sexuality: Declined

Pronouns: They/them, he/him

Description

Hermit is 5'10" (178 cm) and weighs ~160 lbs. (77 kg). They have slightly wider shoulders but an overall straighter silhouette they purposely style (as much as one can in uniform) to minimize any curvature. 

Their hair is naturally dark brown, and they keep it buzzed. It's a personal preference and out of practicality. Their eyes are a lighter shade of brown than their hair, and their eyebrows are thick. On the left side of their nose is an old piercing scar.

They have their fair share of scars, but the most prominent ones are on their hands. Their knuckles and palms are covered in old and newer scars. Due to their work, they have thick calluses on the webbing between their thumb and pointer fingers and their palms from handling weaponry and tools. They are self-conscious about their hands and refrain from touching people with their bare skin.

Out of uniform, they remain covered in all weather and temperatures and stick to neutral colors. Their civilian wardrobe consists of simpler pieces of varying thickness, baggier clothes, and nothing flashy. Since their head is shaved, they usually wear some kind of hat.

They are particular about sun exposure and religiously apply SPF. This goes hand-in-hand with their preference to cover up.

At work, they avoid jewelry. No rings or earrings. Nothing to get snagged or grabbed. 

They have the following tattoos and piercings:

A tape measure, left bicep

A scrimshaw knife, left forearm

Railroad spike on back of left forearm

Trebuchet, back of left arm, text that says SEND IT

Right ear helix piercing, wears a silver band when not working

Ear lobe piercings, never wears anything in them

Upbringing

Hermit hails from Bozeman, Montana. Their parents were park rangers at Yellowstone (their namesake), with their mother working the winter season and their father working summers. As such, Hermit spent the school year living in an apartment in Bozeman and summer break living in seasonal housing closer to the park.

With park rangers for parents, Hermit spent much of their youth outside. Their parents impressed upon them the importance of basic survival skills and a reverence for nature. Their traditional education was supplemented with long hours spent practicing said skills in all weather: starting fires, building emergency shelters, identifying plants, identifying and tracking animals, and setting traps. When they turned twelve, they started tagging along on hunting trips with their mother and uncle. Every year after that, they missed school at the start of every deer and elk season.

They were a decent student with a middling academic record. Their teachers regularly pushed them to participate in class more, to no avail. Socially reserved, they kept a small circle, something that’s remained true throughout their life.

Military recruiters were common visitors at their high school, and given their disinterest in formal academics and affinities for the outdoors and firearms, enlisting seemed a no-brainer. Convincing their parents was a different matter. In the end, they joined the Air Force.

Shortly after they joined, their mother developed early-onset Alzheimer’s.

Early Career

The early years of Hermit's military career were among the most social of their life. Despite being solitary and on the quieter side, they were noted for having a 'calming' effect on their comrades and for being 'easy to talk to'. In reality, despite never saying much or really anything at all, Hermit served as more of a soundboard and unwitting therapist to their comrades.

They were repeatedly assigned to the armory as soon as they were qualified. Their deep appreciation for weaponry and preference for working alone made it an easy decision. Not one to gripe about the long hours, usually the first to arrive and last to leave, they practically lived in every vault they worked in.

In their first few postings, they struggled with frequently encountering what they considered a complete disregard for rules. Sloppiness. Rudeness. These things could not stand. It earned them their first callsign, Yellowstone, not just for their upbringing but also for the dormant anger that erupted into magnificent displays. Their outbursts got them into more trouble than they'll admit.

Time and experience cooled Hermit’s anger, returning them to a more reticent nature. Eventually, folks started to refer to them as 'Hermit’ as they practically lived in the armory, and made a habit of disappearing whenever off duty or on leave.

They received an honorable discharge shortly after celebrating their twelfth year of service and moved back to Montana to help their father care for their ailing mother. Their mother passed away shortly after that, and they became estranged from their father.

Listless and unable to cope with civilian life, they looked for PMC work.

Chimera

Over the next five years, Hermit moved domestically and internationally several times, bouncing from PMC to PMC. They never gelled with the groups they ran with. Then, they met Nikolai while he was visiting the facilities of their last gig. Nik openly talked a lot of shit until he met Hermit and glimpsed the vault. They refused to allow him access because of the rules. However, Nik liked what he saw and took a shine to the quiet and surly armorer. Months later, Nik returned and, in a blatant disrespect for Hermit's current director, extended an offer to Hermit to join Chimera. It took Hermit a week to accept.

[mayisgoingnuts]

My pooksters @jonesy-squish and @merwynsartblog /p /silly allowed me to share the thoughts so I shall do that before going to sleep

Theodor is like,, SUPER affectionate with his friends, he literally (and unintentionally) treats them like his kids... and Roy with family issues....

Roy going trick or treating with Theodor with that one mask and all not saying anything to pretend to be Denny and then finally seeing how he ACTUALLY is, and being just?? SUPER SURPRISED???? Like yeah ofc it's for DENNY not for ROY but he's still so djsbsjjdsj

Theo realizing that he's grumpy and instead of dragging him arounf actually giving the sacrifice to cancel the whole thing to just go buy them something and sit there on the park waiting for Scar to arrive, and on the meanwhile Theo thinks that it's another one of Denny's bad moments and starts comforting him WITH THE MOST CARING HUG AND EXPRESSION EVER. ROY JUST JDHSJDHS FREEZES BECAUSE.. HILY FUCKKK PARENTING AFFECTION.... AND EVEN AFTER GETTING HIS ASS BEATEN FOR MESSING WITH THEO HE'S EVEN A BIT JEAKOUS OF DENNY FOR HAVING THAT..

LIKE OFC ROSS AND ROBERT COMFORTS HIM AND HE LOVES THEM FOR IT BUT THEO IS LIKE, MORE MATURE AND BETTER WITH WORDS

CRYING ROLLING ON THE FLOOR

[sketchy-rosewitch]

A Sin Great Enough to Feel Holy: Bo Sinclair x afab!reader

18+ minors dni

Warnings: Abuse, religious abuse, religious trauma, religious imagery, p in v sex, oral both male and female receiving, fingering, age gap implied.

A/N: Again with the soft Bo. Can’t help myself. Sorry but not really :)

Masterlist

You never had friends growing up. In fact you didn’t have family either. Well you had a mom and dad, but you hardly call them that. They were anything but parents to you. I mean other than the life lessons and lectures on various topics… mostly having to do with your body being a temple and to have any sex before marriage would mean you’re a whore, a disgrace in God’s eyes.

So once college came you went and packed up everything and left as soon as you could. Though, you dropped out after about a month and decided to hit the road. See the country for a bit. Maybe somehow find your own family.

And find your own family you did.

You’d first met Lester: kind, absolute sweetheart, matched your personality perfectly. Your car broke down and he told you about a mechanic in a nearby town that could help you out. You gladly (and very naively) got into his truck and he drove you to the town.

You thanked him generously before getting out and making your way to the shop a few blocks away.

Then you met Bo: charming, flirtatious, tall. You had stepped in to the shop and called for him. He had quickly come out in a stereotypical mechanic uniform. His smile, perfectly straight white teeth took you in immediately. But you didn’t act upon it. In fact you nudged away his advances. You didn’t want God to get pissed at you. There was a church in town after all so he was watching over your every move very close by.

Lastly you met Vincent: Shy, timid, gentle giant. Well except the obvious killing he does. But he was always gentle with you. You met him a few days into your stay. You were absolutely hooked on this family. They treated you with so much love, though sometimes they’d have their own arguments it wasn’t as bad as at home. Well old home. This place was now your home.

Bo had taken a liking to you immediately. Something about your presence was angelic, ethereal, celestial. God he’d never used any of those damn words in his life. But there was no other way to describe you. He knew he was damned to hell the moment he first started killing. But you? Killing one of God’s greatest warriors? It felt worse than sin itself.

He made sure no harm ever came your way. He slowly fell in love with you too. Something he thought would never happen in his life.

-

You hum softly tracing over your latest line work with a black thin marker. The drawing was of Jonesy and the brothers. They’re all smiling. Lester is sitting with his legs out, arm around the handsome dog, while Bo and Vincent stood there. In the picture for your reference you made sure they put their arms around each other and smiled like they meant it before snapping the Polaroid.

You finish up the tracing for the day and close your drawing pad before going up to yours and Bo’s shared bedroom.

He had to convince you to share the bed with him. As when you grew up your mama and daddy never shared a bed. They both slept in twin size beds in the same room. Bo told you that was old fashioned thinking. You had let out a snort at his fact.

You put both the photo and drawing on your vanity and then moved across the room to your dresser. You pull out a nightgown as it was getting late. One at a time you take your clothes off and toss them in the hamper before slipping on the dress.

The front door clicks open, a creak, then it shuts. Boots then come thunking up the stairs. You adjust your nightgown to look more modest before going to your side of the bed.

Bo comes in, a low whistle escapes his lips. Your face heats up and you look away from him. Being flustered by Bo was always an understatement. You look back at him and smile shyly.

“You look gorgeous.” Bo says unbuttoning his top. He slides it off, then his jeans. You look away. “Baby, we’ve been together how long now? You don’t gotta look away. Devil ain’t going drag you down to hell for starin’ at me.”

Bo shakes his head and removes his t-shirt before slipping on some pajama pants and a different t-shirt. He tosses the old clothes in the hamper (something you had to teach him.. and his brothers)

“Sorry.” You mumble. He lets out a scoff before getting in bed.

You kiss him gently, but he always kisses you back harder.

You hold his face and smile into the kiss. It doesn’t take long for Bo’s hand to touch your thigh and try and sneak it’s way up.

You jolt and back up. “Bo we aren’t married yet!” You shout. You don’t mean to. It startles Bo and he backs up off of you. “I’m sorry.. I…”

“S’okay. Don’t apologize.” Bo sits up.

“I swear I want it. But that’s bad. Swearing is bad, wanting to have sex with you before marriage is bad. I- ugh. I’ve never had sex, I’ve never even masturbated.” You admit, you look down at your hands and fumble around with them about as much as you do with your words.

“It’s just… I always tried to talk to my parents about how I was feeling. About love, how come I felt weird down there. Why won’t it go away…They- they said all I needed was God’s love and a good man. In fact they had one lined up for me as soon as a graduated college. They used to dunk me into the bathtub when they thought I had impure thoughts- said every time I do the antichrist is forming in my womb. I had to be blessed so the devil couldn’t put a baby in me.”

Your voice trembles and you let out a forced laugh but it really was silly and stupid thinking from your parents. “They even brought an exorcist for one of them. He blessed that ice and water and I was dunked in. My lungs always felt on fire after those sessions sometimes they held me under, sometimes they’d dunk me multiple times. Not even a second of air between me going up and under again. Then they’d take ice, some salt and put it on my arms. Said it would keep the demons away. I don’t know how sex works. I- ugh I don’t know what pleasure I’m supposed to feel.” You look at Bo and hug yourself before looking back down at your lap.

“We can have sex whenever you want. You say the word. As far as I’m concerned it’s not sin. We’re practically married. Your parents are damned to hell as much as mine are. You though? A fuckin’ Angel. My Angel. You belong in heaven more than anyone.”

Your whole body feels hot. He didn’t have to say any of that. He didn’t have to make you feel like you’re everything but a sinner. Yet here he was. Doing exactly that. You can’t help my crack a smile.

“Can we go slow?” You lean forward and crawl on your knees towards him. He connects to you like a puzzle piece. There’s not a verbal answer. But you know he will. He took everything slow in your relationship. Made sure you were alright. He didn’t want to scare off a timid creature like you.

He takes your hip and lays you back on the bed gently and kisses you. He’s gentle this time, almost as light as a feather. He goes down your neck. Tingles run throughout your body and you make a small noise. Bo smirks against your skin. He just needed to hear more of that.

You nipples harden and you feel Bo’s thumb brush over one of them. You jolt and arch your back. He pinches both of them and kisses your neck more roughly this time. His tongue grazes over your neck before he gently bites your skin.

“Bo~” You whine. You don’t know what to do with your hands. They kept moving. Your body decided they were going to grip the pillow.

He lets go and stares into your eyes before moving down your body. The silky baby blue nightgown you wear gets pushed up until a pair of cotton underwear shows. You instinctively go to cover yourself but Bo is quick to grab your hands and tsk at you.

“Don’t go hiding yourself on me. Too beautiful for that.”

Bo kisses your thighs as he spreads your legs out. He buries his face into your cunt and kisses it, making you whine and writhe. The sensation sends tingles all over your body, you’ve never felt this before.

The cotton slides slowly down and off your legs. You watch as Bo throws it behind him. He kisses your thighs again. This time leaving a mark. You watch as he licks once between your folds. It’s enough to make your hips buck into his face, for you to whine and crave more.

“I- Bo I want more. Please keep doing that.”

You turn your face away in the pillow. Your legs tense as Bo delves into your cunt. He licks and prods his tongue at your clit, even sucking on it while you became a melting mess underneath him. Your legs were on his shoulders, numb, but at the name time on fire.

“It- Bo! Ngh~ it feels so good! Please! please…”

You didn’t even know what you were pleasing about, for more? For this sensation to never stop? You then feel a finger, no two enter your hole and you yelp as they stretch you out.

Bo takes his mouth off of you for a second. “That okay? That feel good?” His fingers curl and hit a spot in you that you didn’t even know you had. You cry and nod. He continued working his tongue and his fingers.

You stare at the ceiling in some other head space. Everything about this felt so good. You had this love and desire inside you that your parents tried to wash away so many times. Yet it always came back, this time it was here to stay.

Your body suddenly heats up and you cry out, vision turning white, back arching. You squirm and moan. Bo continues to eat you out, you ride his face through your orgasm, then push him lightly off of you. You curl up for a second, a whining mess and Bo comes up and kisses your shoulders, touching you gently. You whine more and turn your head to him.

His face and chin are wet. You reach up with your hand and sit up. Kissing him roughly. You taste yourself on him. Your hand brushes against his thigh and you hear a light groan as you brush against something hard.

You look down and see a bulge through his pants.

Some demon must’ve taken over you. You’re rough with grabbing Bo and making him stand up up and you roughly pull his pants and briefs down. He just lets you. You watch as his cock springs free and bury your face between his thigh and shaft. You kiss the bottom of it lightly. Bo takes your head in his hand, gently holding your hair.

You kiss his head and lick the precum coming from his tip before sliding him into your mouth. He groans loudly and grips your hair a little tighter.

Your body seems to know what it’s doing. Like some instinct kicking in. You suck, hallowing your cheeks and bob your head. You try and take him all but gag.

“Baby take it easy. S’your first time. You’re doin’ alright. Just take your hand if you wanna and use that on whatever you can’t swallow. You’re doin’ so good.” Bo explains, the praise makes your heart flutter, you nod and do just that.

You wrap your hand around the base of his cock and continue to bob your head.

“Fuck. You’re so good. You’re a good girl. Such a good mouth.”

Whatever warm feeling you felt in your heart drops to your cunt and you squeeze your thighs.

“I’m gonna cum, baby fuck. You want that down your throat don’t you? Such a good girl.”

Bo’s cock twitches and you can’t help but moan. Hot salty liquid fills your mouth, it takes you by surprise and you gag, not at all getting used to the taste. You don’t swallow any, instead it spits and drools out of your mouth.

Bo is immediately on the floor next to your coughing form. “You alright? Wasn’t too much was it?” You shake your head no and look at his concerned face. You smile gently and kiss him.

“Did I do alright?” You ask, an innocence to your tone.

“You did good baby. Do you need anything else?”

Had you known what he meant by that you probably wouldn’t have answered the way you were about to.

“I want you inside of me.”

Bo is taken aback by the statement and laughs a little bit. His cock already hardening back up. You look away a little embarrassed and he helps you up onto the bed then moves your chin so you’re looking at him. “Anything for you Angel.”

Your hands tingle. You kiss his cheek and begin moving up his jawline with your mouth. Kissing and licking his sweat beaded skin. His hands roam your body, touching every curve and bump there was to you. Bo pants and kisses your shoulder blade and collarbone. You let out a small squeak.

He felt like the devil in the garden, you were Eve, and sex was that goddamned forbidden fruit.

Bo sinks his fingers back into your cunt and watches as your body arches against him. You love the feeling of your cunt being stretched. He can tell as you squeeze against his fingers and moan into his neck.

Bo slowly slides them out, craving to hear your sweet whines and moans.

“Are you sure you’re okay with this?”

You look into his eyes and nod quickly. He grabs his shaft and slides it in slowly. You cover your mouth, eyes rolling to the back of your head. So many beautiful little squeaks and squeals come out of you. It feels as though you’ll be split in half. Your nails dig into his shoulders and he leans in to kiss your neck.

“Bo, ah~ it hurts but it feels so good. You feel so good! Please. Please fuck me!” You cry, some tears fall down your face. Bo couldn’t help but notice it was your first time ever cussing, he lets out a small chuckle. He corrupted his sweet Angel.

He pulls out before thrusting back in, fucking you deeply and lovingly. Your whines crack and shatter everywhere. He loves every sound you make.

Bo grunts in your ear which causes your walks to squeeze around him. It felt so right, he felt so right in you. You love him. Fuck you love sex with him. You’re dirty, disgusting. You ate the forbidden fruit proudly and Bo watched as the juice slid down your chin and onto your chest, the drops continuing to slide down only soaking into the skin and hair of your pubic area.

Bo begins a harder pace, the bed creaks and groans underneath you. You bite into Bo’s neck, leaving a huge mark on him. You curl around him and drool runs down your chin. “Bo! Fuck! Bo I’m gonna cum! Bo please!”

He thrusts faster, you feel as one of his hands moves to your clit and his middle finger rubs it in circles. This pulls you over the edge almost immediately.

You cry out. Your face scrunches, mouth left dumbly open. Your body arches and you squirm underneath him. He keeps fucking you making you whine more. He was getting you to ride out your orgasm.

You let go of him and drop onto the bed. He continues thrusting in your. “Where do you want it?” Bo asks, your cunt is sensitive as you wiggle helplessly. It still feel so good.

“I-in. I want you to cum in me. Please.” You let out.

He smiles and kisses you gently while thrusting faster and harder into you.

His cock twitches and you know it’s coming, your walls squeeze him and he cums. All of it hitting deep inside of you. You felt even more full than before.

Bo sighs and slides out. You whine at the emptiness and Bo is quick to grab you, turning you two over so you’re on top of him. You bury you face in the crook of his neck and can’t help but feel him all over.

“I’m here baby. I ain’t going no where. You did so good. You’re such a good girl.” Bo coos.

You can’t speak. You whine into him and nod your head. He runs his hands up and down your back.

You were still an Angel in his eyes and even angels needed to sin.

[georgeharrisonsimp]

time p.1 - slight cw for sad thoughts, unhealthy habits, drinking

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8 months ago bonzo died. 6 months ago led zeppelin broke up.

i had no idea how the rest of them were doing.

was jimmy still doing drugs? probably, it would take him a while to lay off on it.

how was robert doing? he was surely still mourning. his son had died a few years back and now his best mate’s gone too.

how was jonesy? he was probably with his family, playing unique instruments, and lord knows what else.

were they still in contact? according to tabloids that sucked up to zeppelin, page and plant are.

you rarely saw anything about john paul jones unless it was the top 50 bassist list of whatever year it was.

what about me? nothing. absolutely nothing.

ever since the breakup and bonzo’s death i secluded myself from the world. i had the occasional drink or whatever helped my mind stop thinking.

did the rest forget about me?

only once had i tried calling them.

jimmy didn’t answer. robert’s personal line rang out until the voicemail beeped.

only jonesy’s phone picked up but it was his wife.

she said something along the lines of, “oh, i’ll have him call you back when he gets home. see you!”

i never got a call back.

years went on and i moped around.

i still had money from all the successful tours we had done. it seemed like money was the only thing i had left.

i had my house, my money, anything i wished to buy, but money couldn’t buy me back my friends.

there were rumors of jimmy and robert performing and touring together.

i wasn’t surprised, they always had quite the dynamic. it was nice to see jimmy was much healthier too.

jonesy made a few songs you’d hear somewhere, but he was mainly just a stay at home guy.

probably to make up for all the time he’d spent at tours or at the studio.

all this madness and i was nowhere to be heard of.

i’d see the occasional “y/n missing?” sections of magazines, smaller organizations to be fair.

i knew magazines like creem or the rolling stone wouldn’t dare make up lies about anyone related to zeppelin.

we told them off mulitple of times.

i had finished drinking another beer after who knows how many.

i never drank too much anymore, i saw what it had done to bonzo.

i felt like i had to drink more because i wasn’t forgetting as quickly as i wished.

i wasn’t forgetting the agonizing hours i’ve spent crying because i missed everyone so much. how i missed bonzo and his shenanigans. how i missed robert and all the inside jokes we shared. jimmy, and how we’d have these fictional conversations that he was bound to make true. jonesy, and how he’d always been such an amazing person if you needed someone to listen to.

how long had it been now?

3 years?

3 years since bonzo died, 3 years since led zeppelin broke up.

and i haven’t talked to anyone since.

i only left the house for groceries that expired too quickly for my pleasure.

i went to the pub sometimes, but not for long. it wasn’t as if someone could drive me home anymore.

it’s been 3 years since i’ve actually talked anyone now.

sure, i had the random chats with the bartender or the cashiers, but i haven’t had a true conversation.

god, people would think i’m on the brink of insanity now.

why didn’t anyone call? i’ve had the same phone number the last 20 years of my life, they didn’t need to doubt it.

i would’ve reached out to them but i was horrified to do so now.

what if they thought i was werid now? what if they forgot about me? what if’s filled my head but none were ever answered.

i looked down at myself. i had gotten skinnier.

lord knows the last time i ate a proper meal.

ever since the breakup, the most i would eat was an entree amount of food.

maybe now i was skinnier than jimmy. from when i saw him on the tele for an interview, he gained some weight. for the better, i suppose, he was too skinny for his own sake.

i smiled at the thought, we always scolded him for all the drugs he did and that stupid fluid only diet he did for a while.

that just brought tears to my eyes.

there probably would be no more stupid lecturing jimbo moments.

i laughed, but i felt dizzy.

suddenly, there was harsh pounding at my door.

i quickly wiped the what would soon be non-stop tears, and approached the door.

two voices, familiar but a little deeper now. i suspected who it might’ve been and the tears pricked once more.

hesitantly, i did open the door.

there they stood, robert and jimmy.

i was instantly met with shocked faces.

did i look the different? or were they shocked i was still alive?

“y/n?” robert asked, making sure it was me.

“the one and only.” i choked out. my voice had become raspy now.

instantly, i was being hugged.

i didn’t even know who was hugging me at that point.

the tears finally slipped. the hug, them being here, it was too much, but i needed it.

“god, i’m sorry...” i pulled back.

robert scoffed while jimmy spoke up, “don’t worry about it, we’re just glad you’re still alive.” he laughed.

i laughed too, though lightly.

i gestured for them to come in.

“i would make you both some tea, but i don’t have any right now.” i said, though ashamed.

“really, you don’t? you used to chug that lipton stuff all the time, what happened?”

i didn’t remember that until now.

my smile probably dropped.

after the band, after bonzo, everything was a blur. time went by too fast for my liking and i dropped everything just so things would seem the same.

maybe that’s why i secluded myself. i was scared of living and time just passing me by.

lord knows i’ve wasted so much of my life just rotting here though.

“i guess i just stopped. i don’t know, shits changed.” i muttered, loud enough for them to hear though.

truth be told, i was scared. i knew they were judging me. how i looked, how i acted now, how the house was so empty.

“you guys want beer? i have that...”

they both shook their head no, with off count thank you’s.

i nodded and sat down.

the silence was awkward, the room was tense, i felt my stomach drop when i heard robert ask the dreaded question.

“how have you been, y/n?” he looked at me, concerned.

“...i don’t know, if i’m being honest. everyday has been the same really. who knows how long it’s been since i’ve touched an instrument.”

then the realization hit. how long had it been since i played my old instruments? where even were they? the callouses on my fingers were bound to be gone by now. it made me sad, i’d practically thrown away what used to be my reason to live.

“really? so you haven’t even thought about albums or anything of that sort?” jimmy asked now.

“not really. i don’t have the energy anymore to even leave the house, i don’t think i could think of tunes to create.”

it was nothing but the truth. tears pricked my eyes again, had my life really gotten this bad? and i just let it happen?

stress filled my head so i grabbed the cigarettes from the coffee table.

robert snatched it from me.

“dear, you don’t need that. look at you, your lungs are being very forgiving.” robert joked, but with serious undertones.

“hell, y/n, you’re twice as skinny as me back in the 70s. you’ve been eating, right?”

i knew he didn’t bring drugs up because i never did them.

“i- i don’t know. i mean, i ate some fries from the pub yesterday.”

that’s what i had considered food now. my stomach didn’t want to digest big meals anymore and i never had the motivation to make anything.

“yesterday? what about today? it’s already... mid-day, about?” jimmy asked again, concern leaking from their voices.

“i just... i- i’m sorry.”

i didn’t know what else to say. what was i even apologizing for? for my lack of self-care? or to my body?

“hey, y/n it’s okay. you don’t need to apologize. last few years have been rough, but maybe it just affected you more.” robert comforted me, like he always had back in the 70s.

he was always great at that, him and jonesy.

“why’d you wait all these years to come by? i haven’t really talked to anyone since...well, y’know.” i looked away, that was still a harsh topic for me. probably for the rest of us too.

“i- we don’t know. we thought you needed time after everything. we thought you’d be fine. we did try to call you but it always rang out.” robert stated, followed my a nodding jimmy.

they tried to call? maybe i was to drunk to hear it. maybe i was wallowing in my pain. who knows.

i coughed, it panged against my chest.

“honestly, i was probably drunk whenever you guys called, and i was drunk a lot.”

“when was the last time you drank? i called yesterday.” jimmy brought up.

yesterday? what was i doing yesterday? i was home... oh. then i passed out for 14 hours.

“i was asleep, probably.” i half lied. i was asleep, technically.

“y/n you’re lying. i can see it in your face.”

apparently i forgot how good of an observer jimmy was too.

“ok... um i passed out, i guess. for a while too. i don’t know, my body just declined on me or something.”

“that’s not good, y/n. did it not phase you at all?” robert asked.

“i mean, i got a good amount of sleep from it.”

robert shook his head, “if your body declines on you like that, and you think it’s fine, you aren’t well, y/n. look at you, you’re just skin and bone.”

i nodded, i realized that.

“i don’t mind that though, at least it makes me feel something-“ jimmy cut me off.

“y/n i know it gives you a feeling, trust me. but it doesn’t do you any good. it took me so many years to finally stop doing shit to my body - and i only did it to feel something. even i was too skinny back then even if it was normal... for people like us.”

i was shocked, jimmy never opened up this much.

he always did have a soft spot for me, he would’ve done anything for me, so would the rest of the boys.

i just simply forgot. just like everything else.

“i don’t know how to help myself anymore, that’s most of it.” i admitted and then tears came with it.

this wasn’t the first time i’d done that.

at one of the tours i was so exhausted i almost passed out on stage.

i was pressed with how i was performing and whatever else, that i only worried about that. not if i ate, or whatever necessity you need in a day.

“y/n, do you want help?” robert asked, more serious than i’ve ever seen him.

slowly, as if scared but not unsure, i nodded.

god, i wanted help so bad. i needed it. but i thought i was too inconvenient to get it. too bothersome.

robert knew this.

“you won’t be a bother, y/n. so don’t fret about it.” he smiled, one of his cute lopsided smiles.

i nodded again, but this time, reasssured.

at least, that’s what i wish had happened.

[juicemagazine]

💥23 years ago, Dan Levy walked into the Juice office and we have yet to let him leave! Happy Juice Anniversary @JuiceDan !!! 🎂 You skated Death Valley with the Urban Phenomenon squad, while Lentini gnawed on roadkill, and you survived a trip to Hawaii with the gnarliest of gnar crews and even threw a punch or 2, you hung with Lemmy of Motorhead and Jonesy of the Sex Pistols and made them both laugh, you learned to make the metal face almost as good as Murf and you became friends with the innovators of the frontside air, wall rides and surf aerials and so many more. You have stepped up to shine a light on every community you’ve ever seen and snapped multitudes of iconic photos, filmed sick skate clips, sold ads, and raised dough for those in need and helped build skateparks to give back to the skate family from East to West. We just want to thank you for saying yes to this fantastic journey... and let there be no doubt that you have left your unique mark on the world. The day that we left the East Coast to head West back in ‘99, you had no idea what the future would be, yet you jumped on board and brought laughter, joy and hope to every amazing adventure, and it’s been a true honor to share this time with you. The stories could fill many books and it has been one helluva rollercoaster ride and we thank you from the bottom of our hearts for never giving up and always being there with your positive attitude. PMA all day and cheers to another 23 years of good times and more great memories! We love you Dan!!! ❤️💥🙏🎂 (at JUICE MAGAZINE) https://www.instagram.com/p/CL-hrzZljWV/?igshid=1spqo17hu92ky

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Reposted from @northcentralshelter (@get_regrann) - Monty’s my name and fetch is my game! I ruv playing with tennis ball! You throw, I chase and bring it back to you! This is very fun for both of us! I am a smart and polite boy, who just wants to impress you with my very good listening skills. I am an 80 lbs, 7 year old boy, who came to this shelter place on AUG 1, 2018- 16 LONG months ago- when I was brought here with my friend Jonesy (#A1801290) when someone found us wandering the streets. (We were looking for a warm cozy home, and honestly, we both still are!) I really like my volunteer friends here at the shelter, and I am always trying to understand the things they are saying to me. I may not be fluent in English, but I am a very good listener, and I know words like “sit” and “drop it!” I think you will very much ruv to have me as your best friend. I just want to be in a family, so that I can show them what a good, polite, and kind boy I am! Please oh please, come meet me at the shelter, and help me complete my long journey home! 💖 . MONTY #A1801289 . Tap on Monty’s hashtag A# to see more posts of him. You can help by sharing, tagging and commenting on this post! 🥰 ___________ All North Central animals come spayed/neutered, microchipped and current on all their shots (including rabies). North Central LA City shelter; 3201 Lacy St., Los Angeles, CA; 213­-485­-5767. ___________ #adoptme #rescueme #startastoryadopt #mcm #shelterdogsrock #happydoghappylife #fetchfordays #savealifeadopt #handsomedog #Labmix #golden #laanimalservices #homefortheholidays #takemehome #sharingsaveslives - #regrann https://www.instagram.com/p/B5nbqaghbnu/?igshid=16hrkwbl4ln7i

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I was tagged my these wonderfully fabulous people: @thnksfrbuckybarnes and @buckyee-barnes

spotify, soundcloud or Pandora?? Apple music bish!

is your room messy or clean?? Idk, somewhere in the middle

what colour are your eyes?? very dark brown

do you like your name?? why?? Not really because it makes me feel unimportant and common :P

what is your relationship status?? Taken <3

describe your personality in three words or less: Positive, dead, reallylovepatrickstump

what hair colour do you have?? Brown

what kind of car do you drive?? colour?? None, I’d be terrified to drive any

where do you shop?? Target and woolworths? anywhere? I don’t care

how would you describe your style?? Clean hobo

favourite social media account?? Tumblr? I guess? I only have one other social media?

what size bed do you have?? Double!

any siblings?? Too many(meaning I have four)

if you could live anywhere in the world where would it be?? why?? London, Sydney or the Philippines for their respective reasons that i don’t wanna explain

favourite snapchat filter?? I don’t have it but I’m told i should get it?

favourite make up brands?? None because I’m too lazy for that

how many times a week do you shower??  everyday

favourite tv show?? Lucifer currently!

shoe size?? Idk

how tall are you?? 5"9

sandals or sneakers?? sneakers

do you go to the gym?? Sometimes, I guess?

describe your dream date?? Anything where we could cuddle

how much money do you currently have in your wallet?? $100

what colour socks are you wearing?? Striped black and grey, very fluffy!

how many pillows do you sleep with?? as many as i can get

do you have a job?? what do you do?? No but I need one soon or my mum will be angry

how many friends do you have?? I don’t wanna count

what the worst thing you’ve ever done?? I don’t know but it can’t be anything too horrible

what’s your favourite candle scent?? Vanilla

3 favourite boys names?? Joey, Alex, Jackson

3 favourite girls names?? Crystal, scarlet, Lilly

favourite actor?? DylanO’Brian or Cole Spouse

favourite actress?? Emma Watson

who is your celebrity crush?? I wouldn’t call it a crush but I’d say if anyone Patrick Stump would be it

favourite movie?? Wonder Woman

do you read a lot?? whats your favourite book?? I used to read a lot but lately not so much and I can't think of a favourite book

money or brains?? brains

do you have a nickname?? what is it?? Caity, Cat, CJ, Jonesy Caity J

how many times have you been to the hospital?? Not too many then i can remember(though I was a sick child)

top 10 favourite songs?? I can’t choose and I can’t be bothered trying

do you take medications everyday?? From yesterday onward I will be :P

what is your skin type?? (oily, dry ect) I’d say oily

what’s your biggest fear?? The future and rejection

how many kids do you want?? The amount my future partner wants

what’s your go to hairstyle?? Side ponytail, constantly

what type of house do you live in?? (big, small ect) Probably big but it feels small since everyone has to share a room :(

who’s your role model?? Patrick Stump for sure!

what was the last compliment you received?? My english teacher said i did good on my essay, this meant a lot!

what was the last text you sent?? Bye

how old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real?? 12, it was a sad moment

what is you dream car?? Something with wheels would be nice

opinion on smoking?? Do what you want but don't kill me doing it please

do you go to college?? I don’t and don't want to think about going

what is your dream job?? Actor... or more realistically something involving psychology

would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs?? rural?

do you take shampoo and conditioner from hotels?? Yes because they smell nice

do you have freckles?? Nope

do you smile for pictures?? Of course

how many pictures do you have on your phone?? too many and I’m not allowed to delete half of them

have you ever peed in the woods?? Yeaaahh, it wasn’t very pleasant but it needed to be done

do you still watch cartoons?? Hell yeah

do you prefer chicken nuggets from macdonalds or wendys?? I have never even seen a wendys so yeaaahhhh

favourite dipping sauce?? ketchup

what do you wear to bed?? Something comfy

have you ever won a spelling bee?? Never had one

what are your hobbies?? Things... Stuff

can you draw?? I try

can you play an instrument?? I also try

what’s the last concert you saw?? Panic! at the Disco

tea or coffee?? Hot Chocolate

starbucks or dunkin donuts?? Neither

do you want to get married?? I would love to

what is your crush’s first and last initial?? I have no crush, she is my girlfriend!

are you going to change your last name when you get married?? Why not?

what colour looks best on you?? None

do you miss anyone right now?? Yesssss

do you sleep with the door open or closed?? closed THERE CAN BE NO LIGHT OR SOUND

do you believe in ghosts?? Nahhh

what’s your biggest pet peeve?? Little repetitive noises

last person you called?? My mum probably

favourite ice cram flavour?? vanilla

regular oreos or golden oreos?? What the hell are golden oreos?

chocolate or rainbow sprinkles?? Rainbow!!!

what shirt are you wearing?? Red and black flannel

what is your phone background?? A folie á duex thing I made

are you outgoing or shy?? Shy beyond any doubt

do you like it if people play with your hair?? No one ever does so idk, probably not

do you like your neighbours?? They are old and don't bother me unless they need help so they’re cool

do you wash your face?? sometimes, when i remember

have you ever been high?? Nah

have you ever been drunk?? Nope

last thing you ate?? A golden gaytime 

favourite lyric right now?? “I wonder if you therapist knows everything about me”

summer or winter?? winter

day or night?? night

dark, milk or whit chocolate?? white

favourite month?? Any of the cold ones

what is you zodiac sign?? Aquarius

who’s the last person you cried in front off?? My cat? I guess maybe my brother?

idk who’s done it or been tagged already so do it if you want! 

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Charlton vs Sunderland: The story behind the 1998 play-off final

When Tommy Rowe's penalty shot flew down the pole in the valley and all eyes turned to Wembley, the memories came back immediately.

A play-off final of Charlton- Sunderland has a special meaning.

It was an incredible game, one that swung this way and featured a late dramatic equalizer, a brilliant hat trick and 4-4 after extra time.

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<img id = "i-86fb299023d54224" src = "https://dailym.ai/30Lhnck" height = "421" width = "634" alt = "Charlton and Sunderland meet in League One play-off final 21 years after last collision at Wembley"

Charlton and Sunderland meet in League One play-off 21 years after last clash at Wembley

It was an incredible game with a hat trick, extra time and one penalty kick chess was an incredible game with a hat trick, extra time and a penalty shootout

Then came the penalty shoot-out, Sasa Ilic & # 39; s

But how could that incredible day come out on May 25 for those involved and What did they feel during the whole event?

Sportsmail talked to Ilic – the man who saved the last penalty – and John Robinson – who are on the bank, but played a key role in the comeback – and looked up memories for the last play-off of League One

Sportsmail spoke with some of the men involved to look back to the game "

to some of the men who were involved in the day to look back to the game "

Sportsmail spoke with some of the men involved to look back at the game

In the run-up to the final, Charlton had played an incredible 10 games without conceding a single goal. They entered the game through two 1-0 wins in their semi-final play-off against Ipswich

Sasa Ilic : Leading the game to the end, Don't give in to a goal, you get used to winning games and don't give in to goals. You have reasonable faith. The good thing was that we were not the favorites. The pressure was not on us.

John Robinson : The day was a great experience for everyone, just to be concerned where Charlton had come from. To be part of it since 1992 when we went back to the valley was great. I was the first time Alan Curbishley signed. I was disappointed not to be in the starting XI. I played 90 percent of the games, but was injured. After playing against time to get fit, being in the 14 was great.

Ilic : If we had lost the game, I don't think many people would have said many negative things. We would have been sweeter. We came in with a lot of confidence. We were certainly in the better position in the run-up to the game.

Robinson : It was a great experience to go outside. You always hoped to do that one day. I just follow the people who walked through that tunnel – I dreamed that as a child when I went to watch Brighton in a FA Cup final.

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<img id = "i-a6b636e5e2224c77" src = "https://dailym.ai/30IIHbp" height = "667" width = " 634 "alt =" Mendonca scored the first goal of the game to continue Charlton Athletic on Wembley "class =" blkBorder img-

Mendonca scored the first goal of the game to give Charlton Athletic the lead to put at Wembley "the game to put Charlton Athletic on Wemble y

It took a while for the game to come to life, but then Clive Mendonca scored the first of his goals that afternoon. Charlton led, but Sunderland linked them to Niall Quinn shortly after the break. Kevin Phillips then gave the Black Cats the lead in the 58th minute. Mendonca again scored in the 71st minute to level the game.

The previous five play-off finals had finished 1-0. With a quarter of the game left, the ball was hit four times on the back of the game.

Ilic : Fortunately for us, no matter how often they scored, they were back. We didn't come back from chasing the game. It felt like it had to happen. I don't think Steven Spielberg has thought of anything interesting than that game. Everything happened for a reason and luckily it went for us.

Robinson : I was desperate to continue. Curbs made a few changes, including the right ones, and you hope to emerge. : When you get caught and play, you don't have time to think about things. I was unable to keep the goals away. You see everyone score and you don't really think, you just hope that you will score a goal soon. You don't have time to think about how the game goes. That's the difference for supporters – they have time to think about how the game can evolve, while we're just on the field doing our best.

<img id = "i-cb9d423b35dc265f" src = "https://dailym.ai/2VUB4uY -7058523-Sunderland_pegged_Charlton_back_shortly_after_half_time_through_-m-15_1558538558655.jpg "height =" 529 "width =" 634 "alt =" Sunderland linked Charlton to his back and leveled after Niall Quinn

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<img id = "i-a0ba0435440b316" src = "https://dailym.ai/2J2OwKp /22/16/13818036-7058523-Kevin_Phillips_then_put_the_Black_Cats_ahead_in_the_58th_minute-m-17_1558538604285.jpg "height =" 463 "width =" 634 "alt =" Young Sunderland striker Kevin Phillips then set the Black Cats ahead in the 1945 566 minute [586 minute] ]

Young Sunderland striker Kevin Phillips then placed the Black Cats in the 58th minute

Sunderlan d quickly took the lead again, with Quinn scoring his second of the day in the 73rd minute. Curbishley turned to his couch and threw Robinson in the sand, a decision that would have huge consequences.

It was his corner that Richard Rufus would meet in the last five minutes to level the game again, Robinson : I had 20 minutes when I went on. I had 20 minutes when I went ahead. Curbs said, "Do what you do. Try to bring energy, get some corners and get it in the box." With five minutes to go, I didn't mean to take the turn, but we hurried and it was on my side. I just wanted to make sure it went in the box. I knew that the goalkeeper was going to do certain things because he was extravagant

Ilic : It was a relief when Richard scored. The whole team was shocked when it gave in to achieving goals. However, we thought we would score a lot. When I saw the semi-final match against Doncaster, I realized how our supporters had felt in such a big game 21 years ago.

Robinson : It was frightening to send that corner in! Everyone has a role to play. It was great because we were in it again. We didn't know if we would have a different angle when I went over it. The only thing that made me happy was that I kept the ball in play! I got it pretty close to the line to drag the goalkeeper a bit, which it did. Rufus jumped like a salmon. I don't know where I got that height. His first goal ever, what a good time to score.

Charlton fell behind but one Charlton fell behind, but a Robinson corner in the 85th minute was met by Richard Rufus "

Robinson corner in the 85th minute was met by Richard Rufus "

Charlton fell behind but Robinson corner in the 85th minute was met by Richard Rufus

It was Rufus & # 39; first goal ever at the highest level and the match went in extra time It was the very first goal of Rufus

It was Rufus & # 39; first goal ever and the match went in extra time "at a higher level and meant that the game lasted extra long

Not that the game had not had its last breath Nicky Summerbee scored an extra time for Sunderland just after the break, there was only one man around Charlton in it to get – Mendonca. A cross came in n.

Robinson : You always had the feeling that you would get another chance. If it fell on Clive as he played, you knew he would score. It was as if you could create that opportunity. If we get this other chance, and it goes to Clive, we will score. He was in absolute fire.

Ilic : Fortunately we got through it. We had Super Clive Mendonca scoring goals at the other end

Robinson : When Jonesy (Keith Jones) started the line, he whipped the ball in, how Clive controls it, turns it and turns it and puts it into it just, wow. It was ridiculous!

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] <img id = "i- 6a5477926cd21111 "src =" https://dailym.ai/2VOFvYa "height =" 423 "width =" 634 "alt = "Mendonca scored a superb goal in extra time to level the game again and sent it to penalty & # 39; s" time to level the game again and send it to penalties

And so the game went to penalties, they flew past one by one, no one slipped for the first five for each team. : I remember that all the boys before me came to the goals for They all said: & it's now up to you, Sasa & # 39; for the extra pressure! When I reached the goals, I realized that I didn't have to walk from the center line to the spot – god knows what goes through their head before they kick the ball. If we make it, great, if we don't, it was not supposed to be. Goalkeepers are a win-win situation anyway.

Robinson : If you have 10 penalty points to go, you think there is no way it will suddenly die. You think he should go to someone first. When they started to enter, it was like "these are pretty good for everyone." You think, "I could be the first for a sudden death." Everything is difficult, but if you know, it's crazy. When I reached the fourth, I spoke to Mark Bowen: "Just choose the place and don't change your mind."

his hand on this penalty – the first 12 all went in

Then Robinsons' turn to score and Charlton advanced in the firefight with the first sudden death penalty.

Robinson : I had never scored a penalty in my life. I missed one at 14, I missed one for Charlton when I was on a hat trick and Curbs went crazy. When I started walking out of that middle circle, my legs just went. Absolutely gone, like jelly. I thought I had to play. I didn't want to look at the supporters. I didn't want to look at the keeper because I knew he was going to fill that goal. I put my head down, turned around, looked Charlton's supporters the other way, turned, and put him to the left. The relief when it went – I've never felt such a relief in the world. It was crazy. "It's not up to me!" That was the last penalty I took.

Quinn held Sunderland in the match with his penalty past Ilic before Shaun Newton hit Charlton's seventh consecutive successful penalty. Michael Gray

Ilic : I found a 10 pence coin on the field two or three penalties before Michael Gray went up for him and turned the coin over to decide what to do They were scoring goals for fun and I saw the medal and thought I might as well choose and use it to decide which way to go. Fortunately for me, that penalty kick Michael Gray meant the direction I had to head

Robinson : I think he was the first left foot.

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Ilic dives to his left because of a 10 p coin that he takes for Michael Gray & # 39; s penalty cut

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<img id = "i -592080494fbe19d0 "src =" https: //i.daily mail.co.uk/1s/2019/05/22/16/13817222-7058523-image-a-27_1558538893881.jpg "height =" 308 "width =" 634 "alt =" Fortunately for him I went in the right direction and managed to get the ball into the net "class =" blkBorder img-share "Michael Gray (19459002)

Fortunately for him I went the right way and managed to get the ball into the net. speaking to the : I really didn't want to take one, it was something I just didn't want to do. I was a Sunderland boy and lived the dream for my local team, and I just didn't want to be the person responsible for the loss of such an important game. I thought I was the oldest person who had not yet merged, so I decided I should try. I saw Ilic diving the way I would kick the ball and thought: "Oh God no, he will make it"

Ilic : It was great. I knew I was going to make it. I was going to make it. All these emotions were sparked. I could have run a marathon, I was so excited. The adrenaline was pumping. I ran to my teammates and they ran to me. Robinson : When we heard the roar, we were running. There was no other experience like this. Everyone except Mark Bright, who was going to comfort Michael Gray, stacked on Sasa and those in the suits flew over. No one can take away what we have achieved.

] Gray admitted: & # 39; I really didn't want to take one, it was just something I didn't want to do & # 39;

The players who had missed a spot in the 14-man squadron even walked on the field "

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The players who missed a place in the 14-man team even took to the field

The game was won, Ilic, Robinson and their teammates went back to the Wembley Hilton to ve what had happened.

Ilic : It was a dream come true for me. It was more emphasized by the fact that I played non-league football twelve months prior to that match, studied, dreamed of it. A year later I am at Wembley and save the crucial penalty that brought Charlton to the Premier League. Many players may have played much more football than I did, it is such games that linger in people's memory. For me that is more important than anything.

: We didn't play for finances. It was about what you achieved when you looked back. That can never be taken from you. The energy was taken away from you in those two and a half hours, out there, the emotions, up and down, the whole thing. We went to the hotel. Nobody went anywhere. Mark Salmon (the back-up goalkeeper) played the piano, we were around until six or seven in the morning. I didn't drink much, it only recalled

Ilic : We were all mentally exhausted. We sat around but left early. My family was over from Serbia and Belgrade. Still, I went to bed quite early. There was not enough energy to party and go crazy.

Charlton & # 39; s players celebrate after the game with the trophy after being promoted "

<img id =" i-bff9a8aa09b43e37 "src =" https: / /i.dailymail.co.uk/1s/2019/05/22/16/13817232-7058523-Charlton_s_players_celebrate_with_the_trophy_after_the_game_havi-m-33_1558540465006.jpg "height =" 420 "width =" 634 "alt =" Charlton & # 39; s players celebrate with the trophy after the game, game, with guaranteed promotion "

Charlton & # 39; s players celebrate with the trophy after the game, after promotion

Robinson : It was a great evening, everyone was there – all the staff – it wasn't just about the players, it was about the entire club – everyone from the technical staff to the kit lady was back at the hotel to celebrate.

Ilic : When Charlton won that piece against Doncaster, I jumped on the within two minutes and bought my ticket for an airplane. and call, said I would come and asked if they could help me with a few tickets.

For Ilic and those Charlton fans who have gathered on one side, they hope that Sunday will be less played.

John Robinson is now the founder and director of John Robinson Soccer USA, a portfolio roster recruitment portal. For more information, contact john@johnrobinsonsoccerusa.com or visit

Sasa Ilic manages the Monte Bay Retreat boutique hotel in Perast, Montenegro. For more information, go to

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"Spring Ahead" Shared Video from @JonesysJukebox This is the first time I ever enjoyed "springing ahead." . Thank you, Steve Jones and bathband buddy, for the friendly reminder. I applied an Instagram filter that I think adds to the video message's dreamy quality. . Remember to set your clocks ahead 1 hour, tomorrow morning, March 10, 2019 at 2:00 a.m. . Thank you, Jonesy. . Reposted from @jonesysjukebox - A PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT! put ya clocks forward tonight 2am Sunday pacific time, And fanx for listening. - #regrann . . #TimeChange #ChangeTheTime #SpringAhead #LoseAnHour #SeeTheLight #OnTime #PublicServiceAnnouncement #PSA #FenderGuitars #Fender #BathroomBand #SteveJones #Jonesy #SexPistols #GuitarPlayer #JonesysJukebox #KLOS #Music #RockOn (at California) https://www.instagram.com/p/Buy7vYXn-Zf/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=asarhj550c67

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Lady Lava - Island Fever (Official Promo Video) "2019 Soca" (Preview) Written By: JONESY & Keisha Harris Produced By: Badjohn Republic & Barry Grant Mixed By: Badjohn Republic Mastered By: Maha Productions Artwork By Nikkiesha Stewart Join The Republic Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/BadjohnR/ Twitter: https://twitter.com/badjohnr Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/ @badjohnr _____________________________ Share your feedback; Like/Dislike, Comment + Share!! I love the SOCA NATION!!! #soca #socakingdom #bigbadsoca #trini #socanationtv #ilovesoca #SocaNation #socaislife #bajan #fete #followsoca #teamsoca #guyanese #jamaicacarnival #cropover2018 #caribana2018 #laborday2018 #jouvert #jabjab #socamusic #ubersocacruise #miamicarnival #spicemas ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ =======>>> ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ www.SocaNation.TV ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ If you LOVE SOCA FOLLOW US EVERYWHERE @SocaNationTV ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ =========>>> ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ #TrinidadandTobago #Guyana #Haiti #Barbados # #StVincent #Grenada https://www.instagram.com/p/BonGZgZBuji/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=10s3oa4bv969p

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Employee Recommendations for 9/13/2017

Employee Recommendations for 9/13/2017

Welcome to the weekly Austin Books & Comics Employee Recommendations! Here you’ll find a roundup of our top picks for this week. Follow us and the employees on Twitter for more New Comic Book Day (#NCBD) recommendations every Wednesday! What’s on your pull list this week? Share in the comment section below! Laura’s Picks Follow on Twitter Jane Jonesy TPB Volume 3 Lumberjanes #42 Mech Cadet Yu #2…