#and rock lee is based off Bruce lee

[orangesnail]

SAW A KING GAARA X KNIGHT ROCK LEE AU AND I ALMOST THREW UP, OTHER PEOPLE OUT THERE ARE THINKING ABOUT THE SAME THINGS AS ME

[completely-real-rocklee]

What do you think of bruce lee?

WE DO NOT HAVE THAT TYPE OF JUTSU IN KONOHA!!!!!!! BUT I LOVE THE NAME 💪💪❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

[hesitationss]

when i do any exercise and it starts getting sweaty or i start trembling i have the voice of a random chinese uncle ripping off bruce lee and yi mahn/ip man being like "it's not about superficial reasons like being physically strong or having a beautiful body, it's abt finding balance within yourself and living a long beautiful life blah blah blah feeling the vitality of spring in your body etc etc" and then i can complete my

[lubdubu]

Team Gai Modern AU Ethnicity Headcanons

Hai guys no one gaf but here r my gaihan ethnicity hcs... 😻

Maito Gai - Han Chinese

- This is both the most statistically probable and rational choice 🤓☝️I think he and lee are supposed to be based off of bruce lee and jackie chan respectively (and to diff degrees), and im p sure jackie chan is han.

- Chinese fans always talk about how they have the same big nose too aebfvjcdbv but thats where the resemblance stops because Gai is a great father to his gay daughter !

Rock Lee - Half Han, half Manchu

- Disclaimer: China doesn't officially recognize more than one ethnicity in its citizens but 1) im talking about genetics and 2) this is my fake naruto world🥸🤫

- I know i just said that he's based off of Bruce Lee who is Han Chinese & subsequently used that same line of reasoning to say Gai is also han... but . anyway... My reasoning for Manchu Lee is based on his childhood design which is very traditionally Manchu, specifically his hair which is braided like a queue (i'll put a pic below !). The queue hairstyle also has an interesting history in regard to han independence during the qing dynasty, in that han men were forced to wear the style, so cutting it was seen as a sign of rebellion/freedom. I think that could be an interesting thing to consider when thinking about Lee's character arc....But i know kishimoto wasn't thinking ab all that + Lee wasn't forced to wear the hairstyle 🙇‍♀️ the queue just became another stereotypical "chinese" trait that many ppl, like Kishimoto, associate w China. For me though, I think it's a nice way to show lee's potential cultural heritage ! 😻

Tenten - Han Chinese

- This is also just the most statistically probable for her asjdncvajks

- I hc she's from Sichuan cuz of her naruto mobile kung fu collab.. and i think she'll like the spicy food (not as much as lee though)

- sometimes... on certain days.... she is half Uyghur bc of a conversation i had with my sister. We believe 💭 she has Dilraba eyelids🤔

Neji Hyuuga - Japanese

- Omg i know a lot of ppl lump him into the chinese thing cuz of his team but the Hyuuga are soo japanese coded like plz guys...their clothes (off duty), their clan's hierarchical structure (main/branch families), their family naming conventions, etc... Hyuuga literally means "place in the sun" or "turning toward the sun" and what's japan called..oh ya THE LAND OF THE RISING SUN. Like plz guys they are nippon af 😭😭😭🙏🙏🧎‍♀️

- Yes their techniques are based off of a lot of chinese martial arts, esp baguazhang, but that can just be explained by the Sinosphere, like a lot of traditional Japanese cultural elements 🙂‍↕️ China has had a lot of influence on surrounding countries

Anyway if u read all that thank u...i hope i didn't waste ur time🙇‍♀️ Also im chinese btw if u couldnt tell🐼🥮🥠🥡🧧🥮🥢

[leggo-my-aego]

MY REACTIONS TO THE **HEARTSTEEL BOYS** PLAYLISTS FROM SOMEONE WHO HAS BARELY CONSUMED LoL CONTENT (PART 2/2)

note: again, sorry if im wrong w anything, but i rlly tried my best 💜

note2: ALSO THEY SHOWED UP IN THE WORLD FINALS AND I FUCKING MISSED IT IM SOBBING 😭😭😭😭

note3: im doubting riots gonna show more of the Heartsteel content for a LONG time so this is my way of coping with that </3

this post ft. Kayn, Sett and Yone so if yll wanna see my first post w/ Aphelios, Ezreal & K'Sante, heres a link!! :

ANYWAYS BACK TO OUR IRREGULAR SCHEDULED PROGRAM

KAYN 💜

>he reminds me of an overactive dog that barks at anything that moves and the description just emphasizes that

>SOO dudebro. like mans spawned from a frat and is now making music

>born to rave and def has aux in house parties where cops come to arrest ppl cuz noise complaint

>seems like the type of people who walk around in public with a speaker and blasts music while ppl stare at him

>opposite of k'sante, would NOT trust him w my drink <//3

>would trust him to start barking randomly tho and be a getaway driver (would we survive ? prolly not, but we're fast 😈)

>also used soundcloud a lot for opposite vibes of Aphelios. this mans was definitely a soundcloud rapper since high school and was voted as that superlative

>i think the fact my song reccs are from my road rage playlist is also another thing about his character

> Personal Song Reccs based off this playlist💜:

• GASLIGHT! - Maggie Lindemann, Siiickbrain

• Oh Shit!!! - Injury Reserve

• FEEL. - Kendrick Lamar

SETT 🧡

>i can only think of that discord bit of him and k'sante talking ab their protein powder and k'sante just raw dogging the powder like a psycho

>similar vibes to Kayn but this man would actually be apologetic if someone told him to turn down the music

>obsessed with Rocky and Bruce Lee films since he was a kid for sure and makes references that none of the boys get

>definitely has a guilty pleasure for catchy and annoying pop music. definitely knows the words to call me maybe by carly rae jepsen and was caught singing it by aphelios

>i wanna think he growls before a fight even in this universe

>i think ab that recent art of him tearing his shirt after the World Final performance

> Personal Song Reccs based off this playlist🧡:

• Cobra (Rock Remix) [ft. Spiritbox] - Megan Thee Stallion

• DEATHCAMP (ft. Cole Alexander) - Tyler the Creator

• God's Menu - Stray Kids

YONE 💖

>im SO serious when i say i thought all this man listened to was white noise music before i listened to this playlist

>honestly, i wasnt too far off. my song reccs are straight from my Brain Static playlist

>gives club music. but like those really lowkey ones if u know what im talking ab

>if this wasnt a playlist from a game company i would think this mans would have classical music in this playlist too

>he DEFINITELY is a Pandora user rather than spotify user for obvious reasons old ass

>hes so old im crying 😭

>i wanna think him n aphelios both listen to game soundtracks n bond over it. those two have my heart n i think is an underrated duo given they do the bts stuff

> Personal Song Reccs based off this playlist💖:

• coalescence 1212 - アトラスサウンドチーム (from Shin Megami Tensei IV : Apocalypse OST)

• EARTHBOUND - black balloons

• dream about some mistakes i made - nilöwh.

[zooterchet]

O'Neill Reliquaries

In case a family of Bruces interferes with a corporate mogul (corporate, involved in mercantile trade from academics, privatized business, and mogul, a producer of personality for firms adjoined and businesses membered), an O'Neill will create a file of notes, if the mogul is removed from power by blight of advocacy (such as Lee Iacoca, General Motors, Detroit; the famous Robocop films, "Omni Consumer Products", a "Delta", a page reference with a triangle base and a tip for the top - the eye probe to convert a Jew out of Sufiya-Nisraeli, being sucked off by an opium addict woman in teenage years, after forced sobriety, "rock bottom").

The O'Neill will always act from within, to discharge the wounded mogul, with dozens of methods of retaliation present, against the next crop of Bruces, their "livery", funeral morgue parade, as opposed to "finery", a herald's numbers to analyze by the Royal Marines for phalangist finger drops of analyzed traits, symbols, and conditions to be modified, bred, or instructed neo-natal (directly after birth, a British cop).

[fuckyeahvanhalen86-95]

"Fencing is the most amazing sport in the world as far as I'm concerned. Most other sports have participants who are motivated by money. There's no money to be made in fencing, so you know everyone is motivated by the sport. That's incredible when you think how dangerous fencing can be. There have been incidents when a foil has pierced the mask of a participant and killed him. That keeps you on your toes. But the potential danger is also what I find appealing about the sport. It's so totally different from rock and roll; It's just you and your opponent. In fact, I would gladly give back all my gold and platinum albums for the chance to win an Olympic gold medal in fencing."

— Bruce Dickinson on his love of fencing which endures to this day (Hit Parader/1985)

Any fan of Iron Maiden knows Bruce Dickinson excels as many things in addition to his decades-long gig as Maiden's vocalist. He is a cancer kicker, widely published author, an experienced pilot, and an accomplished fencer who in 1981 (at the age of 23) was ranked as the seventh-best fencer in Britain. It has also been rumored that during downtime on tour with Maiden during the mid-80s, Bruce would break out his fencing equipment and challenge crew members (or other "unsuspecting souls") to fence with him. He's even dueled on stage with Eddie. In addition to giving Maiden's crew and mascott a job likely not noted in their contracts, Dickinson, in an interview published 37 years ago, noted there was only one rock "personality" he'd like to fence with–David Lee Roth (though it's also said Bruce wanted to get into the fencing strip with Nikki Sixx too). And if Bruce had it his way, the entire match would have been broadcast on MTV.

"Actually, there is only one rock personality I'd like to fence with and that's David Lee Roth. It's nothing personal; he's a great guy and an incredible performer. It's just that he has an interest in swords as well and we wouldn't mind a little friendly competition. We were supposed to have a match on MTV a few months back, but things didn't work out. We'll cross paths in the future, I'm sure."

This interview was originally published in March of 1985 which means it was written at least a month or so before it came out. During this time Maiden was out on the road in support of their fifth album, Powerslave. Regarding Roth's interest in swords, his association with the samurai variety has been very well documented through the decades. In fact, if you were lucky enough to see Van Halen back before they went Roth-less, you might have caught Dave doing one of his "Samurai Sword Solo" on stage while the rest of the band took a quick breather. If not, we’ve got some footage (perhaps from 1984 or so), of Dave using a Broadsword during a Van Halen show. It's not the greatest quality but you can clearly see Dave's no slouch with a Broadsword. We've also got some footage of Bruce from an appearance on MTV's Most Wanted featuring Dickinson showing off his fencing skills to the show's host Ray Cokes sometime in the early 1990s (the London-based show ran from 1992-1995). Perhaps if we watch the videos side-by-side we can get a sense of what might have been if MTV had gotten their shit together and made this happen.

Hell, I'm pretty sure we'd all watch Bruce and Dave do this now. Am I right?

Dave's "sword solo" starts about 50 seconds in.

Bruce fencing on MTV's Most Wanted with host Ray Cokes.

To further illuminate Bruce's love of fencing, here's 1984's "The Duellists" which is about fencing according to its lyricist, Steve Harris.

[bakapandy]

The irony is that people think Gaara would be handsome in real life, while ROCK LEE was based off of Bruce Lee and thus is CONFIRMED handsome, irl and in the manga :D

EXACTLY

[nev3rfound]

winners and losers : p.p

peter decides to host a quiz night for the avengers. little does he know everyone can see the answers during the entire quiz. (based on tom hollands quiz live stream!) (947 words) 

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“Okay, does everyone have a note pad or a piece of paper?” Peter looks around the room as his fellow Avengers nod. “Wait, Mr Stark do you need paper?”

Tony lifts his head up and simply shakes his head. “No, I’m good, kid. Jarvis will keep a note of my answers.” Tony states nonchalantly whilst a light laugh escapes your lips as you look over to Peter, clearly caught off guard by his response.

“O..okay then Mr Stark. Well, let’s start quiz night.” Peter cheers himself on as everyone shares a begrudged look.

With missions currently being minimal, it has resulted in everyone spending more time in the compound. Quickly, the number of daily activities you could do became repetitive, even for superheroes and when Tony stated his boredom; Peter came up with a solution.

“Just remember who got us into this mess, Tony.” Bruce nutters, his pen rolling between his fingertips.

"I only said I was running out of things to do between building suits and seeing Pepper." Tony reminds his friend as he rolls his eyes, unaware of Peter scribbling some quick notes before he picks up the hand made quiz cards in his hands.

"Right, so write down your answers or Mr Stark, let Jarvis record them and swap at the end." Peter smiles proudly as he looks around at everyone looking less than impressed beside you.

You give him a thumbs up as you sit between Bucky and Sam, knowing it would be the best attempt to stop the pair cheating.

"The first question, oh and we're doing films and TV first." Peter explains as he holds up his first card. "Oh, it's a good one." He mutters to himself, and you can't help but feel the butterflies in your stomach flutter at his pride.

Looking up from your notepad, you could see the question through the piece of paper along with the answer below. Despite it being backwards, it was still eligible.

“Pet-” Before you could speak up, Sam kicked you. “Ow!” You call out, glaring to Sam who shakes his head.

“Don’t Y/L/N.” Sam mutters to you. “I got a bet with Cap that I’ll score more points than him.” He adds, looking up as Peter reads out the question with a bright smile.

You sigh to yourself as you write down your answer, trying not to look up at Peter and the answer written on the page in front of him.

“Everyone got an answer?” Peter asks and nearly everyone agrees, but Thor hums loudly. “You okay Thor?”

Thor slumps into the armchair, rocking back and forth. “What is Titanic?” He questions and Natasha groans loudly.

“Thor, we watched it last week!” Natasha calls out, but Thor simply shrugs his shoulders. “You know, the ship, iceberg, death?” Despite Natasha’s attempt to jog his memory, Thor shakes his head.

“Question two?” Peter weakly questions, focusing on you as a smile crosses your lips.

“Ready when you are, Pete.” You tell him, catching the blush on his cheeks as Sam and Bucky mock you playfully.

“Yeah, Pete, we’re ready.” Sam comments, and this time you kick him in retaliation.

*

After swapping your answer sheet around, you hold back your laugh as Thor’s answers are scribbled across the page.

“These all your answers, Thor?” You ask, biting back the humour in your tone as Thor proudly nods.

“I know, Lady Y/n, I surprised myself.” He comments.

“Yeah, sure did.” You mumble under your breath as Peter begins to read out the answers.

“I bet none of you got this answer,” Peter chuckles, still oblivious that his use of sharpie on a sheet of paper bleeds through.

“Well, Natasha got it right.” Clint states.

“Bucky got it too.” Thor comments.

“Oh,” Peter’s shoulders sink as everyone slowly states they had the answer right, well, all but Thor who guessed Dinosaurs when the question was about The Tudor era in Britain.

“Next answer, Pete?” You ask, sitting on the edge of the sofa, drowning out everyone’s giggles and shared looks at Peter’s expense.

“Right, yeah.” Peter snaps out of his daze as he carries on. “Oh, this is the last answer.” He lets out a curt laugh and reads the answer. “So, total up your scores and let's see who won.”

Quickly, the Avengers tally up their totals and read out their scores.

Much to Peter’s surprise, nearly everyone scored full marks. “Wow, I, that’s,” Peter stumbles over his words, shock clearly written across his face. “good work, everyone.” He states, and Sam is the first to stand up.

“Nice work, kid.” Sam pats his shoulder. “Good choice of questions gotta say some were tough.” He winces playfully, and Peter smiles brightly as he nods along.

Slowly but surely all of the Avengers file out until it’s just you and Peter.

“Do you think that went okay?” Peter asks, fiddling with the quiz pages on his lap.

“Pete,” You start as you walk over, sitting beside him. “I think you did a great job. And it was fun to play a game with everyone.” You kiss his cheek as you take the quiz pages from his lap. “Come on, let’s go to bed, yeah?”

Rising to your feet, you head out of the shared living space, expecting Peter to be behind you. Yet, as you glance over your shoulder, your eyes widen.

“Y/n,” Peter speaks up as he holds up a sheet of paper with one of the quiz questions on to the light and turns it over.

“Shit.” You mutter to yourself as you rush out of the room, hearing Peter yelling after you as he waves the quiz questions in his hand.

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[fanficsandfluff]

The Snyder Cut: Headcanons (mostly of the tickly nature)

Bruce Wayne (Batman) ~ Batfleck, my love

He’s such a lover boy, and I can say that though I don’t exactly know how to explain what I mean. You just gotta understand.

He cares so strongly about EVERYONE. e v e r y o n e. Alfred, fucking loves the guy, jokes with him. The fucking “This is Alfred, I work for him.” MY MAN, STOP!

I think he just really wants to get along with everyone and wants everyone to get along in general.

But he lowkey crushes on Diana (at least in his mind, he’s keeping it lowkey, but we all see what’s happening)

I love the idea of this big hunk of a man getting soft with someone like Diana. 

She makes him genuinely laugh this one time by saying something funny, and then they’re both laughing together. 

Bruce definitely has one of those laughs where he throws his head back and shit and you can see his like Adam’s apple bobbing and everything.

But that’s if he’s really laughing.

And he has loud “HA”’s that are like really short but loud and then he kinda just snickers to himself for a while, holding his stomach.

And dude, the scene in freaking uhh… i think it’s BvS I’m not 100% (maybe i fucking imagined it who knows) where she like comes over to him and is fixing his wound….. tickle scenario hand picked from the gods right there

I can see a whole, “Woah!” from Bruce when Diana traces her fingers on some sensitive skin. And that Gal Godot smile is on her in an INSTANT. 

Bruce will laugh if he’s with the right person. Like I headcanon that if he’s being tickled, he will laugh if it’s done by Diana or Barry, then like he’ll be forced to laugh if it’s Clark bc he overpowers the poor bat, but then he just has these hilarious bouts of angry growls and chuckles if Arthur is going after him. 

I can’t even write about Batfleck being a ler because I will literally explode, so I’m done here 

(((((butseriouslyifanyonewantstotalklerbatfleckwithmehmuplz)))))

Diana Prince (Wonder Woman) 

I know the GIF isn’t from ZSJL but just let me live, ok? (Also I couldn’t find the one of Gal wiggling her fingers YOU KNOW THE ONE I’M TALKING ABOUT)

First off, Gal is the most horrible queen of giggles. I’ve seen those blooper reels. My god, girl, how do you keep getting hired?

SHE HAS SUCH A BIG SMILE IT’S LIKE THE ROCK IDK HOW THEIR TEETH AND MOUTH GET SO WIDE LOOKING

Diana will start tickle fights without a doubt.

She’s already very trustful and I also feel pretty handsy with people, especially those she may feel close to. So if she’s playful, you best watch out.

Her favorite targets are Bruce and Barry. I will not take criticism. Diana attacking Barry and reducing him to panicky shrieky laughs is my #1 thought. It’s not even living rent free, I’m commissioning it to be there.

Diana is one to laugh with her victims. She will wreck them and have a great time doing so. 

She’ll be ticklish if she wants to be, but it isn’t often she gets pinned and tickled or anything like that.

The guys try to stay away from her or not go after her with tickles for fear of retaliation.

AQUAMAN, CYBORG, SUPERMAN, AND THE FLASH UNDER THE CUT

Arthur Curry (Aquaman)

So…. my man isn’t really ticklish. I really don’t think he is, I feel like his Atlantean genes make his skin a special kind of hard, if that makes sense?

THAT BEING SAID ARTHUR IS THE BIGGEST LER OMGGG

He’ll try and act all cool and ‘whatever’ around the League cuz that’s kind of his persona.

But he slowly gets to like them more and more and his playful side starts to come out.

He’ll tickle Barry out of pure annoyance. Like if Barry makes any kind of comment, he’ll just point his finger out and get that glint in his eye and Barry is sprinting for the hills.

Here’s my favorite headcanon: Arthur will tickle Bruce because he knows it pisses him off when he does it. Bruce will fight back and keep Arthur in his sights at all time and curse and growl at him. And Arthur thinks it’s hilarious.

Arthur as a ler will taunt and tease until the cows come home

“Huh, big guy? What’s that? Ahawww that’s what I thought!... Not so fast/tough/etc. now!... I will wreck you.”

Victor Stone (Cyborg)

Unfortunately… not ticklish. :(

But this boy has the sweetest laugh you will ever hear, and I will die on that hill. 

Now that he has friends (superpowered friends, no less), he can slowly come alive and be himself. 

I can see Victor not getting involved in tickle fights at first, but at a certain point he’ll be all like, “Okay, step aside so we can do this right” and just PIN THE SHIT OUT OF WHOEVER IS BEING TICKLED. His extra robot arms are killer!

Okay, when he laughs for the first time in front of the group, there’s that cliche moment of pause where everything stops and everyone just stares and listens to him. It’s so rare to hear him laugh because the poor kid barely even smiled around them in the beginning. 

He SMIRKS

Now hear me out on this…

Okay, so half a face. Great. Weird. We love it. But you can see all of mischievous Victor when the guy SMIRKS. You see his eye squint and you can swear his robot eye gets a gleam of a different color. 

Wait honestly as I was writing that, the thought of Victor’s eye and like his apparatus changing color based on his mood is golden.

Me sitting here, lowkey wishing Victor’s robot body had some kind of cuddly mode like Baymax lmfaoooo 

Like the defense mode his body went into when he was around resurrected Supes, but for cuddles and being cute.

Clark Kent (Superman)

I was debating even including any headcanons for Superman bc I don’t care about him much, honestly.

I am v happy they kept in the whole ‘him staring at Flash through the speed storm’ scene bc I laughed so hard at that the first time i saw Josstice League in the theater. 

Also I didn’t really like the black superman costume??? I’m not a comic buff, so I’m assuming that’s why. I am like the one person who missed the color from the Josstice League cut. Don’t miss the stupid red sky in the finale, but I miss every other ounce of color that was just SUCKED right out of the Snyder Cut.

Clark and Bruce are besties now, I don’t make the rules. Bruce bought the man his house back. By buying the bank. He’ll take care of him.

And I’ve always simped for those two ever since BvS, bc I’ve already written like two fics where they tickle each other. 

Clark overpowering Bruce to tickle the shit out of him makes me so happy lol. Big strong boy Batfleck looking thiccc over here… but put him against Superman and he’s donezo. Because as mentioned earlier, I do think Bruce is pretty ticklish. 

But Clark can have his lee side when he’s feeling nice

He’s got that mighty chuckle, almost like how Thor might laugh. 

And he really likes getting involved in tickle fights with the League. He knows all of them are sorta afraid of him on the daily anyway, but have that power added to a tickle fight and it’s fun as hell. 

He’s gotten taken down by them ONCE. And I mean exactly (1) O N C E.

They all teamed up. Bing, bang, boom. Pinned him to the floor and they each took an area of skin and fucking SQUEEZED AND WIGGLED. They were trying to incapacitate him as quickly as possible. And dangummit, he laughed a lot! Like Clark realized just how ticklish he could feel if he wanted to feel it. 

And don’t even get me started on Lois, he’s big on getting her to giggle and she likes toying with him and running her hands all over his body (bc who wouldn’t?)

Barry Allen (The Flash)

I waited to write about Barry last because I have so much to say about this character....

and then I fell asleep and waited until the next day to write anything down about him so now I’m totally not in the mood and I forgot all the salient points I was planning on making.

fuck you, michelle.

I got a weird relationship with this character. He was mad annoying in the Josstice League. Thank goodness they trimmed his bad jokes down.

But now....

when he got hurt at the end and he was like crying and shit oh my god I wanted to hug him

His character got so... good

And I’m now at the right age where I can think about myself in a relationship with this character with no changes or shame

We both out here trying to find that one good job after college and everything

BARRY JUST WANTS FRIENDS, GUYS

HE’S THAT CUTE

And then he got this whole found family schtick with the Justice League!!! Lookit him!!! Thriving!

He has total little brother energy

like, pesky little brother. Bothers everyone, looks over people’s shoulders while they’re deep in thought or concentrating on something.

Asks a lot of questions.

All the more reason for the gang to want to tickle the shit out of him.

Barry just reads like a super ticklish lee. Like his whole character.

Maybe touch starved because he said he needed friends, and I don’t think he has siblings??? (sorry if i’m wrong about that, comic fans)

I already named some of my fav headcanons about him getting tickled by like Diana and such, and I’m sticking with it.

Barry does flee. He runs away with super speed.... but sometimes he just kinda wants the tickles so he lets them have at him. 

The chase is all part of the fun with tickling Barry, though. That’s what makes it so entertaining. And Barry isn’t afraid to be a little shit about it either. He will super-speed around his pursuers and poke their sides and tickle them back really quickly before they even know what’s happening. 

Barry doesn’t exactly hold back his laughter lol. He’ll protest and scream and squirm like crazy, but once he’s actually tickled, he loses it.

Pure boy. With funny ass facial expressions.

And it really doesn’t help that I never realized just how hot Ezra Miller is, even though I heard he’s not a great person irl. Oh well.

THAT’S ALL FOLKS!

Please please let me know if y’all have things to add, to squee over, to question me about... please. anything. i’m here for you. thanks for reading, guys!

[equestrianwritingsstuff]

Drowning 6 pretttttry please. Your writing is amazing, honest to god. Wish I had your talent. Keep writing!!!!

Thank you for the ask and lovely message ❤

Drowning Part 6

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This one is a tad different that the other parts, some segments are in from Supervillain's POV which are very vague because they are meant have an altered state feel to them. You also learn a lot about Villain and Hero's past in this one.

@shydragonrider @asrasmysoulmate

Warnings: unreality, wheelchair, schizophrenia, elecric shocking, hallucinations, hate towards another, possessiveness, restraints, drugged whumpee, sick whumpee

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Supervillain emerged from whatever fluid contraption held him in place. His body went numb, pins and needles filling every limb, every muscle like wildfire.

But, nearly as quick as he broke the surface, he fell back in...

Falling...

Falling...

Falling...

His body seized up, a ringing in his ears... then he hit solid ground, his body going slack. Nearly immediately, he felt conscious of the tubes and moniters embellishing him like ornaments and garland on a Christmas tree.

His lead-filled mouth yanked open on its own free will, trying to force a scream out, but his tongue only managed a hoarse whimper.

He jerked his head about, finding it laid nearly on a pillow, but another trap locked his head in. He clenched his hands, but his body was already falling back into the sea- all feeling washed away by the waves.

Sand. He felt sand in his body, dehydrating and numbing, as consciousness was snatched away from him once again. The tubes faded, as did the traps- leaving Supervillain with an empty void.

He had a sense, but couldn't remember what happened in brief moments of waking like this. He hardly recognized the difference between unconsciousness and consciousness and if he did, it wouldn't matter. He never could escape. Never could escape the agonizing water in and around his body.

All he could do was fall.

Fall back into the water.

《~~》

"Mistakes are always forgivable, if one has the courage to admit them," a voice spoke. Hero had given up on trying to tell apart the various differences between the countless heroes and doctors that spoke to her on a daily basis. Trying to just intoxicated her mind with a weird feeling of displeasure and annoyance that couldn't be placed. It was right in between her eyebrows, where she would have a unibrow if she didn't wax it all the time in highschool.

"Do you know who wrote that quote, Hero? Hmm?"

Hero didn't respond. Why would she? It gave her no clearance, no escape, no epic prison break that one may expect from such a person of stengths and wits. She just sat there, limbs tied to the ground by unrelenting steel, her head angled to watch the suffering man on the bed slowly fade away with persistent illness and everyday drugs.

"Bruce Lee," the speaker answered the question after quickly realizing that Hero wasn't going to.

Hero tuned out of the conversation, leaving it as background noise as she studied the scene in front of her. Supervillain was hooked up so many moniters, it was as if he was in a coma. Hero twitched her jaw. Maybe he was. The ventilation and feeding tube stuck all the way down his nose and mouth, opening it forcibly, definitely made that thought come alive.

Hero did this a lot, zoning out whenever someone tried to talk to her. Her once vibrant personality and optimism was dampered, replaced by a dull depression. Even Villain, who watched Hero daily, was getting nervous of this rapid decline in attitude- not that Hero knew of her betrayer's thoughts and emotions. To her, in this foggy hole of misery, Villain was an outcasted shadow, adding depth to the painting, but never a main topic. Heck, if she didn't concentrate, she didn't even see the light shade on the white surface.

There was only Supervillain.

But even that has changed, and not just in the extra moniters and tubes, but her whole aspect of him. He was the cause of her pain, he was the cause of the insufferable cloud that ascended over her.

There was no fondness in the way she viewed him anymore, just resentment. The deepest kind of resentment that could also be described as despising.

But even that was an understatement.

One day, a movement drew Hero out of her hate-filled thoughts and back into reality. It was Villain, playing with something by her wrist.

"Back off," she snarled, her voice sounding unnaturally deep and cracky.

"And so she speaks." The glint in his eyes revealed the sarcasm that his monotonous voice hid. "How are you Hero?"

Hero snarled, raising her lips in an animalistic manner, but didn't reply. Once her wrist was let go, the unused muscles allowed it to flop aimlessly against her equally thining thigh. She was fed yes, a vile piece of bland, moist garbage that gave her body its much needed vitamins, minerals, and nutrients, but lack of use degraded the once hefty muscle.

Villain worked on each of the restraints. Each arm fell limp as her legs splayed out, thankful for the break from the locked position they were kept in. When her head was let free, it flopped, her neck unable to keep it up.

Villain steadied her, putting his hand unceremoniously against the base of her neck. Hero squirmed, aware of her vulnerability.

"The door with the exit sign is unlocked," he whispered, so close to her ear that Hero cringed.

At first, her brain using its old habit, began to block out his words, but suddenly stopped and rewinded, shoving them back to the front of her mind.

Unlocked...

She could get out.

Villain helped her into a nearby wheelchair and was about to wheel her away when a strand of her empathetic nature fought against the newfound distant demeanor.

"What 'bout Supervillain?" She asked, her voice a weak whisper.

"This is for you," Villain replied casually grinning down at Hero, happy that she was back to somewhat normal.

Hero sunk into the plushy cushioning of the seat and looked at Supervillain's still figure and snarled. Ha, he didn't get to leave. She did. She got to escape the inhumane confines that kept her bound up like a trapped goat.

He didn't. He could now pay for his crimes.

Yet, as stubborn as this thoughts of retribution sounded, they weren't. That sympathizing portion of her protested against the new arrangement. And, being the stronger of the two opposites, it left her tongue in forms of coherent words.

"I won't leave him," she said, her heart bursting. Whether the internal explosion was due to anticipation or exaltation, it don't matter. It felt natural, like herself.

"You really don't have a choice."

"Why do you want me free?" Hero asked.

"This place is the definition of boring."

Hero was silent and contemplated Villain's statement. He really didn't care about her levels of bore and joy, never did. Any interaction or any relationship that the two once cherished was borne of platonic care of the other's well-being. Nothing too deep, and barely held any real intent. Are you alive? Are you dead? Were the only two questions that brought along any vowels of conversing.

It was weird, abnormal. Hero might've even went as far as to say suspicious.

But it was also promising. Very, very promising. It held the possibility of freedom that the chair did not.

But he was Villain. He did not have one ounce of good will or honesty in his cold veins. He was a liar, a cheat, and as much as she would've loved to call them friends, it was close to impossible. They couldn't build a relationship off of trickery as much as the two once wanted to.

This was a scheme, a lie, to get to Hero and make her mess up. Mess up and then she gets hurt.

Or worse, Supervillain does.

That thought stood out from the rush of others in her brain for it held an interesting style to it. As close as she was to the old Hero and away from the shadow that "choosing who gets hurt" made her into, she wasn't it yet.

Not yet.

"Boring, but I am alive," Hero retorted, rolling her eyes as well as the stiff rectus muscles in her eyes allowed.

"That is otherwise obvious." Villain placed a hand on the barred door that only purpose served as an aesthetic.

"Yeah, in a way I suppose, but Supervillain isn't."

"He's breathing."

"He sleeps all day and when he does manage to wake, he passes out almost immediately. I need to stay with him!"

"You do nothing but glare daggers at him. You are released dear."

"No, you are not helping me escape from this damn place!"

Villain was silent, paused in the motion of pushing the door open.

"Amidst your utter hate for him, you still have the decency to protect him; Hero there is nothing to protect. With one simple flick of a switch, he is dead," Villain pointed out, turning to Hero with tears in his icy blue eyes that Hero once found gloriously gorgeous. Ones that she used to gaze into as they fought, unable to tear herself away. She lost many fights that way by being too distracted to actually land a punch.

But the innocence of that gaze was really just hiding the fact that Villain was a scandalous bastard- only giving half-truths and fake emotions about everything.

"Then why do you give him the serum. You guys know that I won't hurt those civilians," Hero pointed out with a shrug.

Villaim remained silent and wheeled Hero out of the room.

《~~》

Supervillain seemed to always arouse when the nurses swarmed him to administer the vile liquid that plagued his veins with nauseating adrenaline. He felt the hot- not warm, but scorching hot- drug enter his veins.

But it wasn't the beginning, the actual pain of the procedure, that caused Supervillain his horrifying misery. It was afterwards and he wasn't thinking of the dizzying fatigue that usually pushed him into another deep sleep, but the memories it brought.

Some were nostalgic, others taut with grief. Others held regret while some even had remnants of agonizing torture he once endured.

Or gave.

But they were never happy, nor comforting to any degree.

So, when a reverie of kind touch swarmed Supervillain's sensations, his lethargic heart started to pump in rocket speed, motorizing the boat to accelerate...

"Go to sleep."

Hero's voice. One that brought him so much comfort. Hands scratched at his scalp and he felt his heavy eyelids drop.

"I'll be hear when you wake up," Hero lulled, humming softly as the sweet scent of vanilla hit Supervillain's scent receptors. He smiled, the tiniest of grins and nuzzled his nose into her warm, fleece sweater.

But, even delirous as he was, in the back of his head, Supervillain knew this was a vision. A hallucination. The model of schizophrenia that the drug brought upon his mind.

But it was just so real.

So he gave in, purposely allowing himself to be washed away by the unreality of the dream.

Because he loved it. He loved the touch as if it was actually real.

A warm figure slid next to his body wrapping its- her- arms around his shivering body. Phony yes, it gave stability as the fatigue pushed itself to its maximum.

As consciousness dripped away, Supervillain hummed slightly, happy with the feeling.

《~~》

Hero's hand buzzed over the door, considering the possibilities of opening it, but in the end, she blatantly refused.

"No," she said, her old self returning. "I am not going to leave Supervillain."

Villain's eyes widened, chin shaking.

"You care for him?" He asked, voice slightly elevated like a flute's pitch. Such a change from the droning audibles that usually slugged off his tongue. "Like actually."

Hero's brows crunched together as she read Villain's new face expressions. Blond hair draped down to his pointed eyebrows where it slightly curled. Tears seemed to well in his azure eyes.

"Are you crying?" Hero asked, scoffing, but in reality, she cared.

Cared a whole bunch.

"It's just," Villain stepped forward, leaning down and resting his hand on Hero's shoulder. His other hand balanced delicately against the holster of whatever weapon he carried.

Suddenly, without warning, his hand shot up and an bolt of electricity flashed through her body. Hero fell forward, screaming and withering on the floor.

Villain leaned forward, breath warm against her sweaty cheek. "You are mine Hero. I won't ever let you hold, or care for Supervillain again," he growled, bringing thr taser back to Hero's neck. "Goodnight, my love."

The electric shock came again, and the world descended into blackness.

[praphit]

Shang-Chi! and the Rings of Daddy Murder Death!

When the trailer for this movie first came out, I was hyped! From the cast, to the bad ass bus scene, to Wong vs The Abomination,

 I was sold! 

Of course you had the people who came out saying "This is Marvel trying to be woke again. Hate crimes against Asian people on the rise, and here comes Marvel with Shang-Chi" We know this to be crazy, because Marvel already had this in the works, but certain people still reacted that way. But, even if that notion were true, would that be so bad?

It wouldn't absolve the ignorance, hatred, violence, and toxicity. But, if someone in Hollywood said "We've screwed over Asian people in films for like... ever. What if this time we choose a popular Asian character to base a movie on, and we DON'T do that?"

Now, (being that this movie supposedly leans on Chinese culture, with Shang-Chi being Chinese) China might argue that they still did them wrong (valid racist historical ptsd, cultural splicing, the whole martial arts thing, plus the main character is actually Canadian). It's not my place to weigh-in. But, I will say that making Shang-Chi Canadian, NOT a martial artist, but instead a hockey player, who loves Drake, and co-starring another Canadian, like Micheal Cera or someone 

probably wouldn't have worked as well for the MCU. Then, maybe Canada would have a problem with Marvel. I don’t envy movie-makers in this context. 

When I was a kid I was big into Black Belt Theater, Bruce Lee movies, 

Bruce Leroy, 

and within my love for martial arts and fighting entertainment was 

Shang-Frickin-Chi. 

I liked it, though I remember it being a lil racist. It's weird going back in time to see your fav childhood shows and books that wouldn't fly today:

I mean we've certainly been a lot more sensitive these days:

Regardless, Shang-Chi is here! (played by Canada's main man Simu Liu) He goes by the name of Shaun! 

Don't let that name fool you. Shaun will whup that ass! He says "Bleep all those super powers, and serums, a suits, and magic, and the rubber bones of Widow! That's some ol bullshit! All I need is my Wu-Tang style!" A style fueled by his daddy issues. And he's got some serious daddy issues. To be fair, his dad is the villain of the story. If your father was the active villain of your story, you'd also have issues.

Awkwafina is his sidekick

(much better than Michael Cera would be), she plays as Katy. That's fun. Every Katy I've ever known has been fun... and a heavy drinker:) This Katy is here to drive fast and crack jokes.

Ladies and Gentlemen, your new Marvel duo!

It's not just daddy issues for Shang-Chi, but mommy issues (she dead), avoidance issues, his sister kicks him in the balls. He didn't even seem shocked. I mean, his balls were shocked, for sure, but it seemed like she just did that all of the time. I'm imagining Christmas when they were kids. "Here's your gift, bro. KNEE TO THE NUTS Merry Christmas" What kind of relationship is that? And why?! - well, he did abandon her for like 10 years, but... you know, that's plenty of time for her to get over it, right?? So, we'll say sister issues, his daddy training him to be an assassin issues, and his friends have issues with him! - AND KATY! They don't respect Marvel's new duo. They think Shaun and Katy should be doing more with their lives.

They are both valets during the day, and at night they rock drunken karaoke. That seems like the perfect life to me.

But, Daddy and his power rings couldn't allow them to keep living the dream. I haven't mentioned the ten rings yet. 

They give him super-duper-magical martial arts powers, and make him eternal. AND made him an asshole.

To be fair, he was probably already an asshole before the powers. He's been killing a lot of people. You figure he's been around for 1000+ years. His wife is dead, and he has no hobbies. It's not like he kills a few people and then goes home to read a book, or play video games, or make TikTok videos. It's sunrise to sunset killing all day, every day for generations. Then, he forms an evil terrorist group called "Ten Rings" to amplify his killing.

"Murder Death Rings" are what they should be called.

"Daddy Death Punchy Time"

""Dead Doomy Rangs of Killer Dad"

"The Legendary Killer Rings of Deadly Death Death Murder Pops"

"The... " sorry, I've been drankin a lil bit while I write... I lost my place.

I like "Daddy Death" Where was I?

Right! He can't have Shaun being happy! We've gotta get this plot going, so he sends the only white dude he can find in this movie to start some trouble for them. I guess, there might have been a couple of more white people in the film, but they all got the snot beat out of them in that bus scene. This white dude's name is "Razor Fist", yep... "Razor Fist!". 

At least they didn't stick to the original design. 

Ridiculous. How does he use the bathroom?

He's played by Florian Munteanu, who is a former heavy weight boxer. Yeah! Was also in "Creed" his nickname is "The Big Nasty". Isn't that a drink? A bartender once offered me to sample a drink called "The Big Nasty". I chose to go with a drink that doesn't have "nasty" in its title. ... I think he was offering me a drink.

???

"Daddy Murder Death" and "Sharp Fisty Man" spark this thang. And Shaun becomes Shang-Chi, beater of ass!

The visuals in this movie are the best Marvel has done to date. The action is so good. I just got finished raving about the action in "Black Widow"; this surpasses that. I dug the cast. I know some people don't like Awkwafina, but... get over it. She was great in this; everybody was!

I loved the soundtrack! I'm not normally the "I loved the soundtrack guy" , but it was perfect. It begs to be mentioned.

No issues with the story. And the emotions that they're stirring in you. Whew!

One moment I'm enjoying the beater of ass, then Katy is making me laugh, then the slew of issues got me in my feelings, then the visuals wow me, then more swelling issues, back to ass beating - all the way through.

And the ending! True, Marvel has a formula (and this sticks to it), but if it ain't broken, why bleep with it?? The ending was Game of Thrones-ish, but with light so a brotha can see, and all the colors of the rainbow - like a Skittles commercial with martial arts.  Fun! - so not like GOT at all, I guess. The only fun they had was when there was torture or prostitution going on.

I don't have anything bad to say about the movie. They could have shaved 5-10 mins off, but I won't take off for that; there's just too much to love about this!

Grade: A+

Fun for the whole family! I can see the fam working through some issues after the watch.

Daughter: "You know, Dad. That asshole dad of Shang-Chi kinda reminds me of you."

Mom: "Daughter! You do NOT talk to your father that way!"

Daughter: “Just sayin...”

Dad: "That's interesting, cuz his ungrateful, bitch of a daughter reminds me of YOU!"

Mother and Daughter: *gasp

Son: *laughs

Dad: "All I want you to do is take your school work seriously and maybe date a guy who doesn't smell like weed!"

Daughter: "I'll have you know that's his natural smell! And maybe I'd focus more on school, if I didn't have to focus on YOU being such a BLEEPING ASSHOLE, DAD!"

See, that's healthy dialogue, right there. Maybe the family that watches this movie buys mommy a bunch of guns for protection, so she doesn't end up dead like the mommy in this movie. Like a ridiculous amount of guns!

And I could see brother and sister kicking each other in the crotch to resolve their differences. BUT, if they're close-by, fighting each other, then there's no time to abandon one another.

Marvel does it again!

Whichever of the Marvel films is your favorite, this one will probably be up there as well.

[1962dude420-blog]

Today we remember the passing of Willie Mae “Big Mama” Thornton who Died: July 25, 1984 in Los Angeles, California

Willie Mae Thornton (December 11, 1926 – July 25, 1984), better known as Big Mama Thornton, was an American rhythm-and-blues singer and songwriter. She was the first to record Leiber and Stoller's "Hound Dog", in 1952,which became her biggest hit, staying seven weeks at number one on the Billboard R&B chart in 1953 and selling almost two million copies. Thornton's other recordings included the original version of "Ball and Chain", which she wrote.

Her recording of Hound Dog, written by Jerry Leiber and Mike Stoller in 1952, and later recorded by Elvis Presley, reached Number 1 on the Hot R&B/Hip-Hop Songs chart. According to Maureen Mahon, a music professor at New York University, "the song is seen as an important beginning of rock-and-roll, especially in its use of the guitar as the key instrument".

Thornton's birth certificate states that she was born in Ariton, Alabama, but in an interview with Chris Strachwitz, she claimed Montgomery, Alabama, as her birthplace, probably because Montgomery was better known than Ariton. She was introduced to music in a Baptist church, where her father was a minister and her mother a singer. She and her six siblings began to sing at early ages. Her mother died young, and Willie Mae left school and got a job washing and cleaning spittoons in a local tavern. In 1940 she left home and, with the help of Diamond Teeth Mary, joined Sammy Green's Hot Harlem Revue and was soon billed as the "New Bessie Smith". Her musical education started in the church but continued through her observation of the rhythm-and-blues singers Bessie Smith and Memphis Minnie, whom she deeply admired.

Thornton's career began to take off when she moved to Houston in 1948. "A new kind of popular blues was coming out of the clubs in Texas and Los Angeles, full of brass horns, jumpy rhythms, and wisecracking lyrics." In 1951 she signed a recording contract with Peacock Records and performed at the Apollo Theater in 1952. Also in 1952, while working with another Peacock artist Johnny Otis, she recorded "Hound Dog", the first record produced by its writers Jerry Leiber and Mike Stoller. The pair were present at the recording, with Leiber demonstrating the song in the vocal style they had envisioned; "We wanted her to growl it," Stoller said, which she did. Otis played drums, after the original drummer was unable to play an adequate part. The record sold more than half a million copies, and went to number one on the R&B chart, helping to bring in the dawn of rock 'n' roll. Although the record made Thornton a star, she saw little of the profits.

On Christmas Day 1954 in a theatre in Houston, Texas, she witnessed fellow performer Johnny Ace, also signed to Duke and Peacock record labels, accidentally shoot and kill himself while playing with a .22 pistol. Thornton continued to record for Peacock until 1957 and performed in R&B package tours with Junior Parker and Esther Phillips.

Thornton's success with "Hound Dog" was followed three years later by Elvis Presley recording his hit version of the song. His recording at first annoyed Leiber who wrote, "I have no idea what that rabbit business is all about. The song is not about a dog, it's about a man, a freeloading gigolo." But Elvis' version sold ten million copies, so today few fans know that "Hound Dog" began as "an anthem of black female power." Similarly, Thornton originally recorded her song "Ball 'n' Chain" for Bay-Tone Records in the early 1960s, "and though the label chose not to release the song... they did hold on to the copyright"—which meant that Thornton missed out on the publishing royalties when Janis Joplin recorded the song later in the decade. However, in a 1972 interview, Thornton acknowledged giving Joplin permission to record the song and receiving royalty payments from its sales.

As her career began to fade in the late 1950s and early 1960s, she left Houston and relocated to the San Francisco Bay area, "playing clubs in San Francisco and L.A. and recording for a succession of labels", notably the Berkeley-based Arhoolie Records. In 1965, she toured with the American Folk Blues Festival in Europe, where her success was notable "because very few female blues singers at that time had ever enjoyed success across the Atlantic." While in England that year, she recorded her first album for Arhoolie, Big Mama Thornton – In Europe. It featured backing by blues veterans Buddy Guy (guitar), Fred Below (drums), Eddie Boyd (keyboards), Jimmy Lee Robinson (bass), and Walter "Shakey" Horton (harmonica), except for three songs on which Fred McDowell provided acoustic slide guitar.

In 1966, Thornton recorded her second album for Arhoolie, Big Mama Thornton with the Muddy Waters Blues Band – 1966, with Muddy Waters (guitar), Sammy Lawhorn (guitar), James Cotton (harmonica), Otis Spann (piano), Luther Johnson (bass guitar), and Francis Clay (drums). She performed at the Monterey Jazz Festival in 1966 and 1968. Her last album for Arhoolie, Ball n' Chain, was released in 1968. It was made up of tracks from her two previous albums, plus her composition "Ball and Chain" and the standard "Wade in the Water". A small combo, including her frequent guitarist Edward "Bee" Houston, provided backup for the two songs. Janis Joplin and Big Brother and the Holding Company's performance of "Ball 'n' Chain" at the Monterey Pop Festival in 1967 and the release of the song on their number one album Cheap Thrills renewed interest in Thornton's career.

By 1969, Thornton had signed with Mercury Records, which released her most successful album, Stronger Than Dirt, which reached number 198 in the Billboard Top 200 record chart. Thornton had now signed a contract with Pentagram Records and could finally fulfill one of her biggest dreams. A blues woman and the daughter of a preacher, Thornton loved the blues and what she called the "good singing" of gospel artists like the Dixie Hummingbirds and Mahalia Jackson. She had always wanted to record a gospel record, and with the album Saved (PE 10005), she achieved that longtime goal. The album includes the gospel classics "Oh, Happy Day," "Down By The Riverside," "Glory, Glory Hallelujah," "He's Got the Whole World in His Hands," "Lord Save Me," "Swing Low, Sweet Chariot," "One More River" and "Go Down Moses".

By then, the American blues revival had come to an end. While the original blues acts like Thornton mostly played smaller venues, younger people played their versions of blues in massive arenas for big money. Since the blues had seeped into other genres of music, the blues musician no longer needed impoverishment or geography for substantiation; the style was enough. While at home the offers became fewer and smaller, things changed for good in 1972, when Thornton was asked to rejoin the American Folk Blues Festival tour. She thought of Europe as a good place for herself, and, with the lack of engagements in the United States, she agreed happily. The tour, beginning on March 2, took Thornton to Germany, France, Switzerland, Austria, Italy, the Netherlands, Denmark, Norway, Finland, and Sweden, where it ended on March 27 in Stockholm. With her on the bill were Eddie Boyd, Big Joe Williams, Robert Pete Williams, T- Bone Walker, Paul Lenart, Hartley Severns, Edward Taylor and Vinton Johnson. As in 1965, they garnered recognition and respect from other musicians who wanted to see them.

In the 1970s, years of heavy drinking began to damage Thornton's health. She was in a serious auto accident but recovered to perform at the 1973 Newport Jazz Festival with Muddy Waters, B.B. King, and Eddie "Cleanhead" Vinson (a recording of this performance, The Blues—A Real Summit Meeting, was released by Buddha Records). Thornton's last albums were Jail and Sassy Mama for Vanguard Records in 1975. Other songs from the recording session were released in 2000 on Big Mama Swings. Jail captured her performances during mid-1970s concerts at two prisons in the northwestern United States. She was backed by a blues ensemble that featured sustained jams by George "Harmonica" Smith and included the guitarists Doug MacLeod, Bee Houston and Steve Wachsman; the drummer Todd Nelson; the saxophonist Bill Potter; the bassist Bruce Sieverson; and the pianist J. D. Nicholson. She toured extensively through the United States and Canada, played at the Juneteenth Blues Fest in Houston and shared the bill with John Lee Hooker. She performed at the San Francisco Blues Festival in 1979 and the Newport Jazz Festival in 1980. In the early 1970s, Thornton's sexual proclivities became a question among blues fans. Big Mama also performed in the "Blues Is a Woman" concert that year, alongside classic blues legend Sippie Wallace, sporting a man's three-piece suit, straw hat, and gold watch. She sat at center stage and played pieces she wanted to play, which were not on the program. Thornton took part in the Tribal Stomp at Monterey Fairgrounds, the Third Annual Sacramento Blues Festival, and the Los Angeles Bicentennial Blues with BB King and Muddy Waters. She was a guest on an ABC-TV special hosted by actor Hal Holbrook and was joined by Aretha Franklin and toured through the club scene. She was also part of the award-winning PBS television special Three Generations of the blues with Sippie Wallace and Jeannie Cheatham.

Thornton was found dead at age 57 by medical personnel in a Los Angeles boarding house on July 25, 1984. She died of heart and liver disorders due to her longstanding alcohol abuse.

[creativewritingpracticestudio]

Upcoming Fics That I’m Working On:

If it has a line through it, it’s been completed!

Guns N Roses:

Axl Rose NSFW alphabet

Duff McKagan NSFW alphabet

Slash Hudson NSFW alphabet

Izzy Stradlin x Reader smut fic: He gets turned on when you eat a popsicle in front of him.

Older!Axl Rose x Reader smut fic: You’re his younger girlfriend, and the media is saying a lot of awful things that make Axl feel insecure, so you show him that you love him for who he is, no matter what the paparazzi wants to say about it.

Duff McKagan x Reader smut: size kink.

Slash Hudson x Reader(no smut): You and Slash are a laid back couple, and you accidentally forget about Valentine’s Day, so Axl plans a fancy double date for the two of you, and for him and Stephanie.

Izzy Stradlin x Reader x Axl Rose threesome smut fic: Axl’s been flirting with you and teasing Izzy about possibly stealing you from him for the entirety of the tour, so Izzy fucks you senseless in front of Axl to show him who you belong to(also, Axl joins in towards the end.)

Steven Adler x Reader Hurt/Comfort Smut fic: After Steven finds out that his girlfriend cheated on him with Axl, and that it’s been recorded for a song, he’s hurt. So, he comes to you for comfort.

Izzy Stradlin x Reader Hurt/Comfort and Angry Smut fic: Izzy can usually put up with Axl’s outbursts. But when Axl decided to turn his anger on you, that’s when Izzy’s had enough.

Axl Rose x Reader Hurt/Comfort fic: An argument with Axl turns into him confiding in you about his childhood abuse as you hold him in your arms.

Izzy Stradlin x Reader Smut fic: Stephanie wants Axl to go on a date with her, but the tables for two always take forever, so they decide to make it a double date. How? By setting Izzy up on a blind date with one of Stephanie’s friends, AKA you. Izzy’s less than excited, until he sees how hot you are. Maybe the night won’t be a waste, after all.

Older Axl Rose x Assistant!Reader Smut: You’re Axl’s younger assistant, helping him out backstage. But this day isn’t like most others; Axl’s got a little problem, and it definitely requires your help, but it might be a little above your pay grade. (Hint: the problem requires you to do some work on your knees.)

Older! Slash Hudson x Younger!Reader Smut fic: You’re Richard Fortus’s 20-something niece who he brings with him backstage one night to introduce to his bandmates, including the famous Slash. Unbeknownst to him, you and Slash instantly like each other, and begin dating despite the large age difference. It’s a great relationship; the only issue is making sure Richard doesn’t find out.

Slash x Reader Song fic: Based off the song “Do I Wanna Know” by Artic Monkeys; Slash meets the reader at a bar one night and is instantly taken by her; he begins to come see her there every night, even though he knows that it will probably never go anywhere(or will it? You gotta read to find out!)

Older! Duff McKagan x Reader blurb: watching art restoration videos in bed while eating takeout.

Slash Hudson x Reader angst-fluff fic: During a heated argument, Slash says something to you that he shouldn’t have. You get angry and try to leave, but Slash can’t lose you.

Duff McKagan x Reader fluff fic: You and Duff adopt a pig together!!! :)

Duff McKagan x Reader x Steven Adler Smut fic: You and Duff have been together for a long time now, and he finally works up the courage to ask you-will you have a threesome with him and his best friend, Steven? Obviously, the answer is yes, but how will it go?

Izzy Stradlin x Reader Fluff: You meet Izzy after he becomes sober.

Older! Insecure! Izzy Stradlin x Reader Smut: Izzy’s feeling insecure about his age and the age gap between you and him, so you decide to cheer him up ;)

Duff McKagan x Reader Smut: Duff walls in on you looking at porn magazines, and wants to join in. Stuff goes down.

Current! Axl Rose x Reader Smut: You’re Slash’s daughter, and you’re having a secret relationship with Axl. Slash catches the two of you having sex.

Izzy Stradlin x Reader Smut: You and Izzy are two close friends. You’re tired of being a virgin, and you just want to get the first time having sex over with, so he decides to help you out.

Sub! Steven Adler x Femdom! Reader Smut: A self-indulgent fic of mine where Steven finally agrees to let you dominant him in bed. This was literally just an excuse for me to write Steven being all innocent and flustered and shit, btw. I won’t include pegging in this, but I’m really close to writing a pegging fic. This will have degrading, praising, bondage, and basically just you babying the fuck outta Steven while he acts all innocent and confused.

Sub! Steven x Femdom! Reader Smut: Steven likes sitting in your lap, and you like embarrassing him in front of his bandmates. So, when he’s sitting in your lap at a band practice and gets hard, you naturally decide to have a little bit of fun.

Current! Steven Adler x Younger!Reader Fluff and Smut: You’re a younger, famous singer who Steven falls in love with. He decides not to tell you, out of fear that you couldn’t possibly feel the same way, but he actually couldn’t be more wrong.

Current! Axl Rose x Daughter! Reader Fluff: Axl discovers that he has a long-lost daughter who’s been living in a group home, and decides that he has meet her.

Current! Axl Rose x Reader Smut: As was requested, this is an absolutely dirty fic; spit kink, choking, daddy kink, etc. Axl shows zero mercy, and it’s very sexy.

Mötley Crüe

Tommy Lee x Reader Smut fic: overstimulation kink.

Mick Mars x Reader Smut fic: You write him a love letter before every concert, just to boost his self esteem. This time, however, you’ve got a surprise; the letter isn’t as innocent as usual(basically, you sext him through a letter, and he has to read it in front of his bandmates.)

Oblivious!Tommy Lee x Reader Smut: You’re really horny, but Tommy, being his energetic and slightly ditzy self, doesn’t seem to be getting the hints. Guess you’ll have to show him in a hands-on way.

Mick Mars x Reader Fluff fic: Mick’s back is hurting him, so you give him a nice back massage.

Tommy Lee x Reader Smut fic: You and Tommy are a hedonistic couple with one goal: experience as much pleasure as possible without dying. Your relationship is sex, drugs, and alcohol, and that doesn’t change tonight: the two of you go to a party, get high in a broom closet, and explore each other’s bodies.

Tommy Lee Prompt Fic: “Wow, do you want subtlety to go with that makeup look? Because you don’t have any.”

Nikk Sixx Prompt Fic: “Your stamina is admirable. I wouldn’t be able to fuck ten groupies in a row and then still have the energy to get a hotdog.”

Mick Mars x Reader Smut Fic: You and Mick are taking a ride through town on his motorbike, when you decide to tease him, knowing he can’t do anything about it. Just wait til the two of you get home.

Vince Neil x Reader Sugar Daddy Headcanons

Nikki Sixx x Cheating!Reader Angst: A dark, angsty fic about you cheating on Nikki when he’s at his lowest point.

Tommy Lee x Reader Fluff: You buy Tommy some roses as a joke, but he turns out to love them a lot more than you expected him to.

Hanoi Rocks

Andy McCoy NSFW alphabet

Razzle Dingley x Reader Smut fic: kinky cuddles

Platonic Razzle Dingley x Reader prompt fic: “Your stamina is admirable. I wouldn’t be able to fuck ten groupies in a row and then still have the energy to get a hotdog.”

Nasty Suicide x Male!Reader Smut fic: Just sweet, fluffy smut!

All Members x Reader Smut fic: Literally just a gang-bang fic, not even gonna lie. You have sex with Michael, Razzle, Jan, Andy and Sami at the same time, and it’s basically the best experience of your life.

KISS

Eric Carr NSFW Alphabet

Ace Frehley NSFW Alphabet

Paul Stanley x Reader Headcanons-Headcanons about a gender neutral S/O who’s dealing with depression and can’t feel happy or sad.

Bruce Kulick NSFW Alphabet

Eric Carr x Reader Fluff: A cute fluffy fic about you and Eric having a beach day!

Ace Frehley x Reader Fluff: Just you and Ace cuddling and watching movies.

Marilyn Manson

Marilyn Manson NSFW Alphabet

Older!Marilyn Manson x Reader Smut: Hooking up before a concert.

John 5 x Pinup! Reader Smut: Reader looks like Dita Von Teese, and John sees her before a concert and decides to meet her.

Marilyn Manson x Reader x Ozzy Osbourne Smut fic: Threesome.

Dating Daisy Berkowitz Would Include

Daisy Berkowitz NSFW Alphabet

Dating Marilyn Manson Would Include

Daisy Berkowitz x Reader Smut/Fluff: Just you and Daisy doing couple shit, with a little bit of smut.

Twiggy Ramirez x Reader Angst: A songfic based off of the song Mechanical Animals; You and Twiggy are in a toxic relationship like in the song: he’s empty and unfeeling, you’re always angry and explosive, and the only thing keeping the two of you together is drug addiction.

Slipknot

Young Joey Jordison x Reader fic: No smut, just life on the road.

Iron Maiden

Nicko NSFW Alphabet

Ramones

Joey Ramone NSFW Alphabet

Joey Ramone x Reader Smut: An awkwardly sweet fic about you and Joey being each other’s first times.

Joey Ramone x Reader Smut: Based off of the part of my NSFW Alphabet for Joey, where I mentioned his dirty secrets, which are that he likes to be rough/give orders, and that he likes red lingerie.

Metallica

Lars NSFW Alphabet

Current! James Hetfield x Plus Size!Reader Fluff/Slight Smut: You think that no one can pick you up due to your size, so James proves you wrong.

Johnny Thunders

Dating Johnny Thunders Would Include

Johnny Thunders NSFW Alphabet

Poison

Bret Michaels NSFW Alphabet

Skid Row

Rachel Bolan NSFW Alphabet

Snake NSFW Alphabet

Dating Snake Would Include

Scotti Hill NSFW Alphabet

Rob Affuso NSFW Alphabet

Dating Scotti Hill Would Include

Dating Rob Affuso Would Include

Van Halen

Eddie Van Halen NSFW Alphabet

Ratt

Warren Demartini NSFW Alphabet

The Beatles

The Beatles x Reader Fluff/Smut: The four guys pull a prank on you, but it goes too far and they make you cry. They decide to be sweet to you to make up for it..and by sweet, I mean sweetttttt ;)))

LA Guns

Kelly Nickels NSFW Alphabet

Phil Lewis NSFW Alphabet

Kelly Nickels x Reader Smut: Just some nice smut between you and Kelly!

Machine Gun Kelly + His Band

JP Cappelletty/Rook NSFW Alphabet

Nine Inch Nails/Trent Reznor

Trent Reznor NSFW Alphabet

Dating Trent Reznor Would Include

Type O Negative

Peter Steele NSFW Alphabet

Def Leppard

Steve Clark NSFW Alphabet

Aerosmith

Joe Perry NSFW Alphabet

Rammstein

Till x British! Reader x Richard Smut: A threesome between Till, Richard and the reader; they really, really like your accent.

[diceriadelluntore]

Storia Di Musica #166 - Cowboy Junkies, The Trinity Session, 1988

La serie di storie di musica che si inaugura oggi, giorno di Pasqua (Auguri!) seguiranno un percorso particolare: ho scelto delle storie di dischi caratterizzate dal modo unico, economico e a volte totalmente improvvisato con cui vennero registrati. Il primo ci porta al 27 Novembre del 1987, dove in una chiesa di Toronto, la Santa Trinità, un gruppo sta iniziando a suonare, usando solo un microfono. Questo gruppo ha le sue origini una decina di anni prima, quando Michael Timmins e Alan Anton formano un duo, gli Hunger Project, e partono per la Gran Bretagna, dove si uniscono ad un gruppo rock sperimentale, i Germinal. Tornati in Canada, Timmins chiama ad unirsi alle sue imprese musicali la sorella Margot e il fratello minore Peter, e formano un gruppo, a cui danno il nome strano di Cowboy Junkies. Inizia qui, siamo a metà anni ‘80, la parabola di uno dei gruppi alternativi più talentuosi della sua generazione, sia per le scelte stilistiche che per canzoni da interpretare. Il primo disco è Whites Off Earth Now!!!, che esce nel 1986: solo Take Me è scritta dalla coppia Margot e Micheal Timmins, per il resto una selezione di blues (John Lee Hooker, Lightnin’ Hopkins, Bukka White, Robert Johnson) che si sviluppano in atmosfere sognati e delicate, eteree, che trovano il fulcro nella voce, magnetica e fantastica, di Margot, che dà il meglio di sè nella cover di State Trooper di Bruce Springsteen. Il disco è l’occasione per un tour di accompagnamento ad altre band negli Stati Uniti, che serve ad amalgamare la band e a trovare un ulteriore gradino di avanzamento del loro stile. Che avviene nella sera di Novembre a cui accennavo prima. L’idea della band era di registrare direttamente le canzoni su nastro, usando un solo microfono: a rendere il tutto piuttosto complicato, era il fatto che oltre ai tre Timmins e a Anton, c’era l’ultimo fratello Timmins, John, alla chitarra, due armonicisti (Jeff Bird e Steve Shearer),  Kim Deschamps alle slide guitar e Jaro Czwewinec alla fisarmonica. Oltre a questo, c’era il fatto che la band insieme aveva provato pochissimo, e per completare le registrazioni, pagarono 25 dollari canadesi due guardie della sicurezza della Chiesa per poter provare altre due ore insieme. Il risultato però fu che The Trinity Session (1988) è il loro disco più bello, più famoso e uno dei dischi più significativi degli anni ‘80. Alla base blues la band aggiunge elementi country (figli del lungo tour negli Usa, soprattutto negli Stati del Sud), l’atmosfera rilassata e affascinante da esibizione live in un club della registrazione, la scelta di brani, sia autografi che cover, azzeccatissima. Si parte con Mining For Gold, traditional dei cercatori di ventura dell’800, riportata in auge da uno dei personaggi più importanti della musica popolare canadese, James Gordon: la voce di Margot Timmins è già da brividi, nello scarno e sottilissimo accompagnamento musicale della band; il secondo pezzo è invece la loro canzone più famosa, e per me la più bella che abbiano scritto: Misguided Angel è una toccante ballata, cantata magistralmente, dal ritmo ondeggiante e rilassante, un piccolo gioiello. E gioielli sono le loro composizioni autografe, come I Don't Get It, To Love Is to Bury,  200 More Miles (molto country, dedicata alle miglia percorse nel tour americano) e la quasi spettrale e affascinante Postcard Blues. Tra le cover, meravigliosa la rilettura del classico di Hank Williams I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry, Dreaming My Dreams With You di  Allen Reynolds, il traditional degli schiavi afroamericani delle piantagioni Working On A Building (che non c’era nella prima versione originale del disco) ma soprattutto due cover, una più bella dell’altra: Blue Moon Revisited (Song For Elvis) è una versione in cui al classico di Rodgers e Hartz portato al successo da Elvis Presley è aggiunta una parte di testo scritta dai fratelli Timmins; e poi una Sweet Jane, che come riferimento ha la versione rallentata del classico di Lou Reed scritto per i Velvet Underground, e che diviene una sorta di racconto per la voce magnetica di Margot: Reed apprezzerà tantissimo e la versione fu usata da Oliver Stone nella colonna sonora di Natural Born Killers (1994). Il disco diviene un piccolo culto, venderà milioni di copie, per la gioia del produttore Peter Moore, che si dice lo abbia prodotto con soli 900 dollari. The Trinity Session è presente nelle più importanti classifiche dei dischi più belli di sempre: in alcuni però è descritto come il capostipite del cosiddetto “sad rock”, per le atmosfere cupe e “depresse” che trasmette. In verità è una forzatura bella e buona, dato che basta ascoltare la forza e la bellezza della voce di Margot per credere, già così, tutt’altro. Che il disco sia stato un culto lo dimostra il fatto che a 20 anni esatti dalla storica serata di registrazione, i Cowboy Junkies si sono ritrovati insieme ad altri amici (Natalie Merchant, Vic Chesnutt, Ryan Adams) nella stessa Holy Trinity Church di Toronto per risuonare l’intero disco, che verrà ripubblicato con il titolo Trinity Revisited: la magia non è la stessa, ma è anch’esso un bel disco per scoprire questa band interessantissima, che da ormai 35 anni sforna piccoli dischi deliziosi e preziosi.

[gatheringbones]

hey, can i ask what you mean by "the immersion method of gender language?"

Immerse yourself in whatever medium you can, in whatever medium you can swim in best, increase your stamina, your language, your field of empathy, and keep finding deeper and deeper waters to swim in. 

It's easy for me to say "Read everything you can get your hands on" as a hyper-literate creature with a howling need to consume every book article or treatise ever written, so, take me saying that with the world's largest grain of salt (I'm not autistic, I don't have sight/hearing issues, I don't have a common learning disability, I was encouraged to read by nearly every caretaking adult I ever encountered in childhood, I'm white, I worked in a university library for long enough that tracking down materials is easy and instinctive, etc.) but, if you can, if you remotely can, read everything you can get your hands on. Familiarize yourself with the concept of samizdat, with forbidden literature, with the newsletter; disconnect from gender-based samizdat for a minute and explore black samizdat, native samizdat, every form of forbidden literature that was ever cobbled together to combat a common enemy. Explore how complicated the idea of a common enemy is in the first place when it comes to this many people with this many different race and gender and class backgrounds, then pivot; dip into trauma theory, become consciously trauma-informed, learn how to watch and track and trace trauma down through two or three or thirty generations and study what systems evolve around it to channel it, control it, exploit it, and double-down on it. Pivot again (you can do that, you're Bruce Lee, you’re both like the water and in the water, you've got this) and pay attention to your feelings. Sometimes you'll have an Outsized reaction to something you read (or watch or absorb in some fashion that isn't reading; I'm predominantly a reader so please when I say "read" substitute any verb you want, I don't want to make reading be what bars you from engaging in this process!!!) and that Outsized reaction feels dangerous in the moment but it's such a gift because with me, nine times out of ten it was because my latent racism/transphobia/classism/ableism/homophobia knocked up against something that scared or embarrassed the hell out of it and its reaction was to start squawking at the top of its lungs. Know what you do when that happens? You keep reading. But you keep your eye on that piece of you that starts squalling in outrage and terror when you overturn the rock it's been hiding under, because that fucker is part of a fungal network connected to something huge and nasty and cultural that controls far more of what you do and think and say than you'd ever dare dream and over time, the more you familiarize yourself with that reaction, that response, that impulse, you start to realize when people are speaking to you, and when they're speaking to It. 

Why? Language acquisition. The more language you have the more you can talk about it and the more organized your thoughts become around it. And you've been reading James Baldwin, you've been reading Gabor Mate, you've been reading Octavia Butler, you know a fraction more than you used to about how language and trauma intersect, you've got this. 

So say you took a break from the gender reading, maybe it was too much for you, so for a while you studied colonialism instead, you studied addiction and the war on drugs, you studied prison systems and environmental history and the civil rights movement and suddenly you have all this language boiling inside of you surrounding systemic exploitation and domination and control and you're starting to figure out how to tamp down on your "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" response to the point where you can actually soothe and disarm it. Because you've acquired language. You can look at it, you can talk to it, you can talk about it. You've started to realize how much control can be exerted over parts of you that you lack language for. You start to realize how much language and control go hand in hand. 

And you go back to the gender reading. You go back softer, less arrogant, less scared, less threatened, less easily confused. You go back with words for what it looks like when a person who belongs to a group considered worthless by the predominant culture starts to haul themselves and everyone they love out of that pit. You go back with words for what it looks like when people from that predominant culture try to trick you into thinking that those people are gross or dirty or a threat to you personally. You know at least something of what abuse looks like, what coercion looks like, what genocide looks like, and what it looks like when you're being recruited to take part in those things. You have the language for these things. And you go back to the gender reading, and you swim hell for leather right off the edge of the map.