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thatrickmcginnis · 9 months

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THE BLUES - John Lee Hooker, Brownie McGhee, Frank Frost 1986-87

My first and only subject at the beginning of my career was music and musicians, probably because I was also a music journalist at the time. I was aware that blues music's moment was quickly passing into history so I grabbed opportunities to capture blues musicians whenever they passed through town - people like harmonica player and singer Frank Frost, who I photographed live at Albert's Hall in Toronto's now-long-gone Brunswick House. Frost, who was born in Arkansas in either 1936 or 1938, was a relative youngster, and he was recorded by Sam Phillips at Sun Records, who put out his Hey Boss Man! LP in 1962; Elvis' guitarist Scotty Moore would later produce his records for Jewel Records in Shreveport, LA. He was rediscovered in the '70s and toured with his band, the Jelly Roll Kings, which is how I photographed him live in 1986. I don't esteem my concert photography highly - with sufficient skill and equipment, almost any photographer can get the same photos - but this is a little record of an authentic blues musican plying his craft in the kind of venue where most blues players who could tour would appear - a room in a tavern or bar frequented by students, fans and aficionados. Frank Frost died in 1999, at just 63.

John Lee Hooker was an authentic blues legend, and when I learned that he would be playing the Diamond Club here in Toronto I did my best to try to get a portrait session - or what passed for one. Hooker was born in Mississippi anywhere between 1912 and 1923, and left home as a teenager, never to see his parents again. After performing on Beale Street in Memphis he moved north to a job at the Ford plant and gigs in Detroit's clubs. His driving guitar playing and clever, playful lyrics made him an immediate hit once he started recording in 1948, and he was always the kind of blues musician loved by rock bands and artists who wore their blues influences on their sleeves. The dressing room at the Diamond was full of fans, including young women sitting with their arms around Hooker, putting on his white hat. He didn't seem bothered, but he still projected a fierce dignity that let them know when they were going too far. My friend and colleague Chris Buck also talked his way into the dressing room with his camera, and we shot Hooker side by side while he interacted with his fans. Two years later he'd have a huge hit with his record The Healer, and begin a very successful final act to his career that would end with him owning five houses - three in California, including one in Los Altos where he would die in 2001.

Brownie McGhee was born in 1915 in Tennessee, the older brother of musician Stick McGhee, and was crippled by polio at a young age. He taught himself to play guitar and was promoted as "Blind Boy Fuller No. 2" by Columbia Records after the death of the original Fuller in 1941. He teamed up with harmonica player Sonny Terry and the duo became a big success, with a four-decade career that was boosted by the folk boom of the '50s and '60s and appearances in the Broadway productions of Finian's Rainbow and Cat on a Hot Tin Roof and in the 1979 film The Jerk. McGhee had just appeared with Mickey Rourke in Alan Parker's occult-themed thriller Angel Heart when I photographed him in 1987, playing the musician Toots Sweet and getting great reviews. Boosted by the publicity from the film, he went on a tour that brought him to Toronto, playing the Horseshoe Tavern on Queen Street West, where I photographed him either before or after sound check in the laneway behind the club. Something went wrong when I was shooting McGhee and I ended up overexposing the roll by at least a couple of stops, which made the photos difficult to print back then, but have given the shots a suitably retro feel today after being carefully edited in Photoshop. McGhee played his last gig at the 1995 Chicago Blues Festival and died in 1996.

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sourcherryandsprinkles · 5 months

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Naughty or nice? | Ethan Landry x Reader

Advent calendar day five: Friendsmas + gift giving

Summary: The whole group gathers at Sam and Tara's for Friendsmas. Left to yourself in the living room, you and Ethan

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The night before everyone went home for the holidays, you all gathered at Sam and Tara’s apartment for a Friendsmas dinner. The place was lightly decorated in the spirits with only a small Christmas tree and twinkling lights you and Tara hung up a few weeks ago. It wasn’t much, but it was better than nothing.

‘’These gingerbread cookies are hilarious,’’ Sam complimented when she saw everyone’s caricature portraits in the box.

Some had been more of a challenge to make than others, but you managed to make them all somewhat ressemblant to each of your friends. You even made Tara’s a tiny bit smaller than the others.

‘’You even made Chad’s big head accurate,’’ Mindy pointed out, a mischievous grin spreading across her face as she bit the arm of her cookie.

Chad scowled at her as he attempted to take a bite, only to have the head break off and tumble to the floor, making Mindy burst into laughter.

‘’Even the cookie-you can’t keep it on its shoulder!’’

In true sibling behavior, Chad flipped his sister off.

Having dealt with them since they were kids, Sam chose to leave them to their bickering and returned to her cooking. The water was boiling anyway.

She searched the counter for the box of pastas, only to realize that she forgot to stop at the store after her appointment with her therapist this morning. ‘’Ugh, I forgot to get macaroni for the mac’n’cheese… Can someone go to the bodega down the street, they should have some pastas? Any will do.’’

Tara, eager to escape vegetable-cutting duty, volunteered. ‘’I can go!’’

‘’I’ll go with you!’’ Chad said, going after her. ‘’The streets are icy, I wouldn’t want you to fall and get hurt or something.’’

You and Mindy shared a look once he was out of sight, knowing that it was cheap just an excuse to be alone with Tara. Hopefully he’ll stop chickening and finally make a move on her.

Leaving Sam with Mindy to finish dinner, you joined Ethan who was sitting alone in the living room. He was watching something on his phone, his attention absorbed by the tiny screen, and didn’t hear you coming.

‘’What are you watching?’’ you asked over his shoulder, a playful smile on your face.

He jumped, his heart hammering in his chest. ‘’Shit, you scared me.’’

You giggled as you walked around the couch and sat beside him. ‘’What are you watching,’’ you repeated.

Ethan shrugged, turning off his phone. ‘’Nothing. Just dumb things on youtube.’’

You hummed, taking a candy cane from the bowl on the table and trapped it between your red-coated lips. The sweet peppermint aroma filled the air as you leaned slightly closer to Ethan. ‘’So…have you been naughty or nice this year?’’

Ethan choked on air. His eyes flicked away from your mouth, a faint blush coloring his cheeks. ‘’W-what?’’ he stammered, the unexpected question taking him by surprise.

You chuckled, removing the candy cane from your lips. ‘’Just curious, you know? Santa's making his list and checking it twice.’’

Still flustered, the boy managed a nervous laugh. ‘’I guess I’ve been mostly nice? We volunteered together at the cat shelter last month and I helped you for your art project, does that gives me brownie points?’’

‘’You’re cute.’’ You leaned in and ghosted your hand up Ethan’s arm, wishing there wasn’t a sweater covering his bicep. ‘’Since you’ve been so nice, should I give you your Christmas present now?’’

An immediate panic struck his face. ‘’Christmas present?! I didn’t know— I’ve got nothing to give you…’’

You shushed him with a finger over his lips and, with your other hand, you pulled aside the left side of your wrapped sweater, flashing him your matching red lace bra. The article was very sheer and left nothing to the imagination, which made Ethan’s eyes go wide.

‘’Holy shit.’’

Just then, the door creaked open as Tara and Chad returned, snow covering their shoulders and heads. Snapping out of your bubble, you quickly covered up and loudly greeted the two. Tara gave you a strange look, her cheeks red from the cold, then hopped over to the couch to tackle you with her cold self.

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babyyoda234 · 4 months

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Tea Time with Alfred

Context: Alfred has always been a close family friend of your Grandma. After her death both of you haven't been dealing with the grief very well, so you decide to start hanging out more to ease the pain. (Y/G/N: your grandma’s name)

Knocking on the door to Wayne Manor, I fumble with the basket of muffins in my left hand. A very confused Jason opens the door.

"Look Y/N..." He begins awkwardly shifting his balance. Guilt spreads across his sculpted features.

"With love, I'm not here for you." I interrupt putting my hand up to silence him, "Whatever you have to say, save it for another time."

Brushing past him, I wander down the hallway past a dozen or so portraits of the Wayne family. With the high ceilings and shelves filled with books older than my great Grandma, I narrowly get lost in the grandeur. One of the glass shelves catches my attention. A much younger looking Alfred beams up at me while a soaked brunette angrily swats at his shoulder with a shoe. My heart contracts when I recognize the woman. Years before she got sick, Y/G/N was radiant. Although the photo is in black and white, I know for certain she is wearing her faithful orange sweater that was in rags by the time I came around. The photo reads: Alfred's revenge London 1965. My eyes well up with tears at the thought of her being so healthy. The image of how frail she looked in that hospice bed will forever be burned in my heart.

The next photo over shows Alfred, Grandma, and I at my first visit to Gotham. Freshly nine, Gotham was such an adventure. Driving into the city was... nothing short of magical. There may have been crime in every corner, but her stories brought much needed light into the city. My 9 year old self hadn't yet grown into herself. With cracked glasses I had broken moments prior and aggressively neon braces, my fashion had a long way to go. I was probably too big to go on Alfred's shoulders at that point, but he picked me up anyway for the walk around the city. The crowded boardwalk behind us sold the best deep fried oreos in Gotham city. A teenager at the time, Dick had convinced me that the secret ingredient was cocaine... As an adult looking at Gotham city, that joke may not be too far off.

The infamous smell of Alfred's baking grounds me to the present. Dickie isn't stealing my gameboy anymore. He's happily living in Bludhaven revamping their police force. Shit, I really need to call him back. How do you tell someone that if you talk about it there is no guarantee that the crying will ever stop?

It doesn't matter what he’s been saying. It's better to not burden him with this. I take a deep breath to avoid a breakdown. Cookies. Tea time. Glancing at my watch, I realize I'm five minutes late. Classic y/n.

Alfred's back is to me when I finally stumble into the kitchen. A mischievous grin emerges on my face as I creep closer making a conscious effort to silence my footsteps. Jason used to say that watching the two of us sneak up on each other was like watching a cheetah stalking its prey. Of course, Alfred always made it look so easy though. Halfway there....

Stirring a bowl of brownie batter by hand, he calls out to me.

"You've got to do a lot better than that if you want to sneak up on me."

I stifle a laugh throwing my hands up in surrender.

"Sorry Alfie.... Old habits die hard. You would not believe what happened to me today..."

Conversing with the older man fills a void, I have been missing. Telling him about life made everything less scary. If I can spin these horrifying events into a joke during tea time.. well I guess I can survive it.

Alfred isn't one to diverge intense grief, yet I will never forget how heartbroken he was when he explained how painful it was to talk to me. Although our features may be completely different, it was the mannerisms that hurt the most to see: the way I held my hands when I was nervous, the anxious laughter in stressful situations, the silly regency romance novels that sat on my bedside table, the intense hatred of the barren winter... My entire being has been shrouded by her love. For better or worse.

The first couple months, I could almost pretend she wasn't gone. Working two jobs while attending school doesn't give me much time to reflect. However, the holidays left an unspoken hollow void. The empty seat at dinner. The contact I would instinctively dial. The horrible sinking in my chest when I remembered the phone would ring forever.

At the beginning, I think we both pretended we were talking to her. Now as I cackle over his photo collection of Tim falling asleep in public places, I realize how much I love the man who was so important to her. This pain may always stay with me, but what is grief if not love persevering?

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normal-internet-user · 1 year

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Ok so the sibling headcanons give me soon much comfort, so I hope you don't mind I pop a request in

Turtle sibling reader (like the one form the teddy bear request) showing her beautiful drawing of her family to them. 😭 I just want fluffy sibling bonding Headcanons

Anon, this is adorable-

2012 BOYS WHEN SIBLING READER DRAWS A FAMILY PICTURE

You smiled to yourself as you set down your crayons.

You ran into the kitchen, drawing and Mr. Brownie in hand as you hauled yourself up onto the nearest chair next to Raph.

The red clad turtle looked over at you, "Watch ya got there, shorty?"

You giggled and handed him your drawing, Leo glanced at the two of you, your giggles catching his attention.

"Wow, good job, (Name). It's us right? Yeah that's me, and that's Mikey."

You shook your head and giggled like he was the silliest person in the world, "Nuh uh! That's you, there's Mikey, that one's Leo, that one's Donnie, and then this is father, April and there's Casey!"

Leo peeked over Raph shoulder, making a point to gasp loudly, "Oh wow, did (Name) draw that? That's the best drawing I've ever seen!"

You smiled over at him, "Really? You think so?"

"I know so." Leo said taking the drawing from Raph.

You smiled proudly, "Well, guess what?"

"What?" Raph replied,

You motioned for him to lean closer, like you were telling him a secret, "Mr. Brownie helped!"

"Did he now?"

You nodded happily, taking the paper back from Leo, "I'm gonna go show Donnie!"

Leo chuckled as you ran off, Raph smiling softly at the adorable display.

"We're puttin' that on the fridge right?"

Leo scoffed, "Duh."

You rushed into the Lab, "Donnie! Look, look look!"

He spun around in his chair, looking down at you as he pulled up his welding mask, "What is it?"

You excitedly held up your art, promting him to take it and look closer, "Wow, (Name), this is amazing! Have you shown Leo yet? I'm sure he'll want to hang it up somewhere."

You nodded, "I want to shown Mikey first though."

Donnie smiled at you as you took the picture back, "So, how's Mr. Browine's leg?"

"Oh, he's doing much better, right Mr. Brownie? ... he says yes. I'm gonna go show Mikey my picture now. bye bye Donnie!"

"Bye bye." Donnie said, chuckling.

You rushed out of the lab, and into Mikey's room. Mikey smiled at you from where he sat playing video games,

"Hey there, dudette! Whatcha got there?"

You plopped next to him, and handed him the drawing, "I drew a picture!"

He paused his game, and took the picture from you, "Woah, sick art skills little sis! Look at how awesome I look!"

You smiled proudly, giggling as Mikey lifted you up off the ground, "We gotta go hang this up." he said.

He ran into the kitchen, setting you down on the table, Mikey grabbed a magnet from the fridge and used it to hold up your family portrait.

"Perfect!" he said, standing back to admire your master peice.

You giggled again, excited to show Casey and April the next time they visited.

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rawritzrobin · 11 months

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The Waynes: Chapter 5

Title: The Waynes

Pairing: Mobster!Jason Todd x Reader

Warnings: None!

Summary: The relationship blooms. But the price of dating the rich and famous, is not always what it seems.

A/N: I’m alive! So sorry about the long wait on this one. Lots of things have happened in life, both good and bad. It’s been a journey. Ya girls planning her wedding. :D

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Masterlist | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4

Chapter 5: Warnings

“What time does your shift end today?” Jason asked through the speaker phone.

You were currently in the back working on getting the cupcakes prepped for the morning rush.

After your first date, things started moving pretty quickly with Jason. You found it hard to believe as you rarely let anyone in so easily. You were known to dump men who were super pushy in your relationships. With Jason however, everything felt natural. Instead of visiting you at work everyday, he now met you after work. He was always there to walk you home once your shift ended. You often wondered what his job entailed. You often had sporadic closing hours, so you were curious how he was able to step away from work so many days in a row. On the day’s where he was unable to walk you home, he would have one of his men pick you up. You told him it was unnecessary, but deep down, you enjoyed not having to walk home in the rain.

Plus you had really gotten to know Charles. He was a nice, ex-navy seal. He was a big fan of your cupcakes. So you brought him one every time he picked you up.

You two spent most of your time together reading books. Jason started bringing brand new books to you on a weekly basis. You would sit down on your couch and curl up with him, a book in each of your hands. Jason often brought over some takeout for dinner, and you would bring home dessert you made earlier that day. Jason was more than happy to be your guinea pig. Pam and Jim didn’t mind that you experimented with recipes during your free time. Jason was often the person to try them. More often than not, he loved everything you made. Except for the one time where you mistakened sugar for salt and came home with a very salty brownie.

To your surprise, Jason loved fast food. Occasionally, he would bring over new menu items from a few different restaurants around the city. Very well known restaurants in fact. Turns out, Roy owned over a quarter of the five star restaurants in the city, as well as Star City. Jason promised he would take you to one of the two Michelin star restaurants there one day.

Jason didn’t flaunt his wealth in front of you. He would make sure you always had food in your fridge, and if anything was broken, it would be magically fixed the next day. But other than that, he made sure you were comfortable around him. He noticed the first night that you were very conscious of the stuff you owned. So he made sure never to overdo it with the fancy stuff. All he wanted to do was take care of you.

You enjoyed your relationship, away from prying eyes. You were glad Jason wanted to keep things private. You wouldn’t be able to stomach the press following you around everywhere. You knew the media loved stories about the high society folk in Gotham.

You found out pretty quickly that Jason liked to keep to himself. You would often hear about the Wayne family through whispers and tabloids, but none of them featured Jason. You were just lucky that Jason’s brother, Dick, was able to take the limelight off the two of you. He never really liked to talk about his family, so you never pried. You found out through a customer that Jason apparently had 3 brothers. Dick: The socialite, Tim: The Business Man, and Damian: The Youngest.

You were curious why Jason preferred to hang out in your place. He once let it slip that his bathroom at home was about double the size of your apartment. When you asked him, he merely told you he liked how cozy it was. He didn’t care where you two hung out. As long as he was with you, it was all okay.

In a blink of an eye, 8 months had gone by.

“Um, Probably 5:30 today. The weather said the rain would be coming down hard today. I doubt we will get that many people walking by.”

Jason sighed sadly. “I won’t be able to make it till late tonight. I’ll have Charles pick you up. He's been dying to have another one of your Red Velvet Cheesecakes.”

You smiled at your phone. “Okay. Should I wait for you to eat?” You finished frosting the last cupcake, and grabbed your phone, placing it back onto your ear.

“Not tonight. There’s a new shipment of fancy wines coming through tonight, and Bruce wants me there to make sure everything is accounted for.”

Jason felt bad lying. He was really going over to interrogate one of Falcone’s men. Jason leaned back in his chair. He would much rather be spending the night with you rather than torturing a man for info. Just then, there was a knock on his door.

“Hey doll, I gotta go.”

“Okay. Be safe today.”

“Bye Doll.”

“Bye Jay.”

Jason hung up the phone, and placed it face down onto his desk before yelling. “Come in.”

The door swung open slowly, and Jason internally groaned when he noticed who it was. Bruce rarely came into Jason’s office. It was never good news when he showed up.

“You got a minute?”

“Yeah.” Jason said, as if Bruce wasn’t going to stay anyways.

Bruce closed the door behind him, and locked it. Jason tensed as he could feel the slight tension in the air. He sat up straight and watched Bruce take a seat on one of the couches in the room.

“I heard you found someone.” Bruce said, straight to the point.

Jason sighed. He knew this day would come. “Yeah, it's nothing.” He tried to say nonchalantly.

Bruce pursed his lips, not believing his answer. “Does she know?” He asked. Again, Bruce wasted no time.

“No. I haven’t told her anything, don’t plan to.” Jason said. He never wanted you to find out what he really did for his family. You would never look at him the same way.

“Jason…”

“What's it to you anyways? I'm not doing anything out of line.” Jason said, his patience waning.

“She's a civilian.”

“Yeah. And?”

“You don’t want to drag her into this life.” Bruce said seriously.

“I’m not dragging her into anything.” Jason said angrily, standing up from his chair. “Why don’t you just leave me alone and go watch over Grayson’s personal life. The tabloids know everything about him, don't they?”

Bruce could feel Jason get angrier. Not wanting to start another fight with his son, he got up.

“Just be careful with her. The Falcones are getting impatient. I wouldn’t put it past Carmine to strike soon. A turf war would be beneficial to them, and you know it. And unlike us, they don't care who gets hit in the crossfire.” Bruce said darkly, before walking out the door.

Jason threw himself back onto his chair, the wood creaking slightly at his large frame.

There was a reason he was keeping your relationship a secret. It was less about being in the tabloids, and more about keeping you away from becoming a target. He knew the Falcones wouldn’t dare set foot in his turf during the day. Which meant they wouldn’t go near the bakery, unless they had to. He always had his men patrolling around the area. There hadn’t been any activity as of late. There was a reason he was sending Charles to drive you home everyday. And it definitely wasn’t for convenience.

He looked down at his lock screen and saw a text came through. He opened it to find that you had texted him a selfie of you holding a cupcake you had just made. He smiled down at the image. He knew He was putting your life at risk just by being with him. But he would make sure that nothing could happen to you.

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You were just about to close up shop for the day. Your shift had ended a bit later than planned. The rain let up halfway into the day, and a flood of customers came in looking for bite to eat as many of the shops around you had closed early that day, thinking the rain would not let up. So you stayed a few hours behind to help Pam with closing.

You had texted Charles to let him know you would be late. Unfortunately, he texted you back letting you know he had gotten pulled into something and that he was unable to take you back that night.

At first you were bummed. But since the rain stopped, it really wasn’t too bad. A nice walk would be nice after a long hectic day. So you helped Pam close up, and waved her goodbye as you made your way back home.

The streets were empty at this time of night. You never really worried about walking home by yourself as the neighborhood was relatively quiet. So you enjoyed the silence.

Suddenly out of nowhere, you had a sinking feeling something was not right. You knew there was something wrong when you saw an odd vehicle parked on the block where your apartment was. The usual vehicles were very old, and worn, but you instantly noticed this vehicle was brand new. The car had no license plates and the windows were completely tinted black. Something inside you told you to turn around, and find a different direction home.

You crossed the street, and noticed the car roared to life as the lights turned on. You were getting scared now. You quickly turned around and started to walk back towards the shop, where you knew there would be some people around. You peered behind you and noticed the car was doing a U-Turn. You started running in the opposite direction. You were just about to cross a street, when a blue sports car pulled up in front of you.

The windows rolled down to reveal none other than Dick Grayson. You recognized him from the night at the cave as well as the many tabloids he was in.

“Get in!” He yelled.

A/N: Things are picking up. Be prepared for more Batfam!

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the-spirit-of-adventure · 1 year

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My older Flapjack with my friend’s OC Brownie! They’re getting their adventure portraits painted hehe

Brownie belongs to @flappyboii~

#tmmof #the marvellous misadventures of flapjack #flapjack #older flapjack #brownie #future au #my art #I think I forgot to post this here?? whoops

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cxsmicals · 1 year

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The Slashers with a S/O who is in to film photography

(Includes: Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Brahms, Bubba Sawyer, Vincent Sinclair, Billy Lenz, Ghostface)

~ I’m indulging myself since I love film photography and it’s my favorite hobby! How would the boys react if you were a photographer AND what is their preferred camera?? Also I finally watched Black Christmas so Billy gets to come out and play for this one, yay!

Michael Myers: Michael doesn’t really care one way or the other about photography of any kind. He will be interested to watch you find things deemed ordinary and try to photograph them. If you show him some post-mortem photographers he might show a little interest. When all is said and done a point and shoot is his go to. Simple, easy to control, the flash built in gives it a sense of eeriness. He prefers black and white film as to give mystery to his photos.

Jason Voorhees: He’s enamored by your documentation of the forest. He takes a keen interest in your photography right away and asks to at least hold your cameras, and is careful to not break the vintage ones. if you convince him, a simple instant camera is his go to. He enjoys having the instant pictures of you in his belt compartments. If you get him out of his comfort zone he would like a brownie camera since it reminds him of his mother. He prefers color film as to see all of the details

Bubba Sawyer: He loves your photography. He supports it wholeheartedly like the sweet boy he is. If you’re a portrait photographer you might be able to get him to pose on a good day, but it’s unlikely. He loves polaroid cameras. He wants to scrapbook and keep all your memories together. Color film, he wants to preserve every single aspect of the memories.

Brahms: He doesn’t mind the photography that much. If you manage to catch him on a good day where he’s eager to learn he’ll pick it up quickly and want to learn all he can. Brahms is a classy bitch. He wants to be elegant and have the best, so a high class Hasselblad is his make of choice. Boujee and badass. I feel like he’d like to shoot in verichrome because it’s incredibly hard to find film and even harder to find someone who knows how to develop. He will absolutely fund your habit and get you a dark room to set up.

Vincent Sinclair: Any artistic hobby is great by his accounts. He’s happy that you have this hobby as it’s something you and him can talk about. He’ll want to keep all the photos you make and might enlist your help to make advertising for his own wax museum. He’ll want to show genuine interest so a 35mm or a standard 120 is his go to. He wants you to know he cares. He prefers black and white because he sees it as more “artistic” since you need to take more liberties for it. Much like Brahms, he might be willing to help you set up your own dark room to get the photographs properly developed on your own.

Billy Lenz: Oh Billy Billy Billy. Boy is ecstatic to turn your hobby in to a depravity. He is the most gung-ho about the photography since he wants to see you from all angles. If you let this goblin near your collection some cameras will just go missing. Typically it’s your polaroid but occasionally your 35mm might go missing as well. He wants to see you but he also wants to see the stars so he’ll try his best to photograph the night sky. If you want to spring the money for a telefoto lens or just give him a telescope he will be appreciative. If you two are intimately inclined then you WILL hear the shutter go off at random points in your sessions. If it’s not from your polaroid he will urge you to get the photos developed as quick as you can.

Ghostface: He’s got things to see and people to murder, so he’s not always around to indulge your habits. However, if he were to pick a camera, since he’s always running around, he prefers a simple point and shoot disposable that you can get at Walmart. Black and white, bland.

(Thanks for reading y’all. I am super drunk while writing this so if some if these are OOC or there’s spelling issues i’m blaming the gin for that. I also enlisted my boyfriend’s help for this since he knows these characters better than I do. Sorry for those whole like Ghostface i’m just not good at writing for him I’m sorry..)

#michael myers #jason voorhees #brahms heelshire #vincent sinclair #billy lenz #bubba sawyer #leatherface #ghostface #michael myers x reader #jason voorhees x reader #brahms heelsire x reader #vincent sinclair x reader #billy lenz x reader #bubba sawyer x reader #ghostface x reader #slashers #slashers x reader

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marcherren · 5 months

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Box camera photography (No. 2 Portrait Brownie)

#box camera #portrait brownie #kodak #film photography #winter #meadow #herons #snow #birds #original photographers #lensblr #imiging

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aimeedaisies · 9 months

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✨ 15 days of Princess Anne ✨

August is Princess Anne’s birth month and her 73rd birthday is on the 15th so until then we will look at her fascinating life, one photo for every year!

The fifties

1950 18 month old Prince Charles kissing his newborn baby sister Anne’s cheek, taken by Cecil Beaton, September 1950.

1951 One year old Princess Anne with her mother, Princess Elizabeth, Aunt Princess Margaret, Grandfather King George VI and Grandmother Queen Elizabeth. Taken at Balmoral Castle, August 1951.

1952 Prince Charles and Princess Anne sat in daffodils in the gardens of Balmoral Castle, 28th September 1952.

1953 Princess Anne and her big brother Prince Charles playing peek-a-boo during the portrait session at their mother, Queen Elizabeth IIs coronation, in the throne room of Buckingham Palace, 2nd June 1953.

1954 Princess Anne taken through a window of the Little Welsh House at Royal Lodge, Windsor, 18th August 1954.

1955 Princess Anne waving to the crowds gathered outside Crathie Church, Balmoral on the eve of her 5th birthday, 14 August 1955.

1956 Princess Anne with her paternal grandmother Princess Alice (Princess Andrew of Greece), aboard the Royal Yacht Britannia, Southampton, 9th August 1956.

1957 Princess Anne with her great-aunt Mary, Princess Royal, watching the Trooping of the Colour from the balcony of Buckingham Palace on 13th June 1957.

1958 Prince Charles and Princess Anne making friends with David Attenborough's 3 year old cockatoo, Cocky at the BBC television studios at Lime Grove, 29th April 1958.

1959 Princess Anne, Brown Owl, Tawny Owl and the rest of the 1st Buckingham Palace brownie pack sitting in a circle with a toadstool and brown owl in the middle in the gardens of Buckingham Palace, 1st December 1959.

#15 days of anne #these photos are so adorable #the cutest little cherub #princess anne #princess royal #fetus anne

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grunge-innie · 1 year

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SKZ and their favourite type of dates

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Genre:fluff,preference

Pairings:OT8 x GN!reader

Pronouns:none

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Elegant expensive date

I think Chan would like to take you to a very expensive place.He likes to show you off and spoil you.He's very busy and a workaholic so when he has time off he makes sure to show you that he loves you.He gets a reservation at a very expensive restaurant and buys you whatever you want.You always tell him that he doesn't need to spend that much money on you because you feel bad that he never lets you pay.He of course always refuses and says that he wants to treat you.

Star gazing date

Lee Know wants to do something chill and more laid back.He doesn't like PDA that much so he wants a more secluded and private date.Even though he likes chill and laid back dates he still wants to show he put some kind of effort and thinking into dates.He likes this kind of dates because they happen at night when it's cold so he has an excuse to cuddle up to you and kiss you.

Beach date

Changbin likes these kind of dates even though they are pretty seasonal and not very pleasant in cold seasons.He likes to sit on the sand with his arm wrapped around your shoulder and your head resting on his chest as you two stare at the blue sea.He usually plans them when sun starts to descend because he thinks it's romantic(he's not wrong)

Painting date

Hyunjin loves art and he is so talented at it.If you are good at art and it's your hobby as well,you two would help each other whenever the other one is having trouble drawing/painting something.If you are not that much into art he would guide you by standing behind you and guiding your hands in the right way.On the date he would most likely want to draw a portrait of you(even when he starts to draw something else he would get distracted by you and start drawing you).He would get flustered whenever you would compliment his art.

Amusement park date

Han thinks these dates are very fun and entertaining.He knows that amusement park is full off all the different activities and that you won't get bored.He will most likely try to win you a toy but would lose constantly.He would feel bad that he couldn't win you anything so he would sulk a bit.If you buy him food,kiss him and reassure him that it's okay he would get back to his usual self.His favourite part would be going on the rides.Even if you are scared of going on some high rides he would let you hold his hand as tight as you want.

Baking date

Same as Hyunjin,Felix really likes baking and would love to show you his talent.He would help you out with whatever you couldn't do and wouldn't make fun of you.You are one of a few people that knows his brownie recipe.He is definitely going to come up and hug you from behind you while watching you work.This kind of date is most likely going to end up with a mess but you two would have a good time cleaning up as well but would somehow make even more mess.

Walking date

Seungmin's love language is quality time so just spending time with him shows him that you love him.You two would hands,interlocking your fingers.You two would stop like hundred times to take pictures of each other.If you get to tired you better believe he would give you a piggy back ride for however long you want.Whenever you pass by some store and you see something that you like and say it outloud,he'll make sure to get it for you on your next anniversary or birthday.

Picnic date

Jeongin likes outdoor dates and food so what better than a picnic with his favourite person.He'll make a variety of foods with the help of his hyungs.He would love it if you two matched your outfits.He would put a blanket under a shade of a tree and rest his back against it as you press your back against his chest.He would lower his head from time to time to give you a kiss on a cheek or feed you some food.He would try to make you a flower crown but it wouldn't look as nice as he thought it would but you would still love it.You would make a flower crown for him as well and he would be so fascinated by how nice it looked as you would laugh at his adorable confused face.

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A/N:I hope you enjoyed and Happy New Year.Here where I live is currently 11 PM and I am writing fanfics,anyways hope you have a great 2023

#skz x reader #stray kids fluff #stray kids soft hours #jeongin x reader #bang chan x reader #lee know x reader #changbin x reader #hyunjin x reader #han jisung x reader #lee felix x reader #seungmin x reader #bang chan fluff #lee know fluff #changbin fluff #hyunjin fluff #jisung fluff #lee felix fluff #seungmin fluff #jeongin fluff

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mumusmarket · 7 months

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YCH Portrait Perfect Hannimations

C0mm for Hannimations! I love food themed characters so drawing Brownie was a treat :3 They're a cosmic brownie puppy!!!

Posted using PostyBirb

#ych #your character here #furry art #anthro art #portrait #commission #art commission #comm

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adriennebarnes · 1 year

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could u do an imagine for xavier based off the song i love you by billie eilish where it’s angsty but with a fluff ending?

I most certainly can! I love getting requests, makes me feel like a real Tumblr fanfic writer. Just forewarning you, I did not understand the song at all, I listened to it, I read the lyrics, I had to look at someone’s else note on the lyrics, have zero clue what I’m working with

I Love You

Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x Hispanic!Reader

Summary: Xavier tells Y/N he loves her but she doesn’t say it back and asks for a break. Xavier doesn’t know why.

Warning: errors because I don’t proofread til it’s posted, me self projecting, some thoughts that go through my head for some reason, I guess ED but not really.

Y/N is a person who is very much has her guard up. When she was younger, she was bullied for not looking like the other girls so whenever someone was nice to her, she proceeded with caution. Not to mention her own mother commenting on her weight whenever she was eating, trying on clothes, sometimes her mom would look a at old pictures of her and say ‘look how skinny you were’ and would even text her old pictures of herself and say ‘you looked so pretty, try to lose weight’ (yeah…that’s my mom, everyone). Years of receiving mean comments from her classmates and her own mother made her think she did not deserve a happy ending, didn’t deserve to be loved. She is very insecure, has self image issues, it’s a whole thing. However, with Xavier, she let her guard down, all those voices she has in her head suddenly go mute when he’s around, everything was going well. She likes the way things are. Xavier and Y/N were in the Weathervane.

“Y/N, you already had three brownies,” Xavier said,

“Then can i get one more brownie to make it even?” Y/N asked with her puppy dog eyes, she’s comfortable eating with him. Xavier looked away but then looked back and Y/N also added a pout.

“Anything for you.” Xavier said, kissing her cheek, and going to the counter to buy another brownie. Xavier came back. “Here you go, sweetheart, all warmed up.”

“Thank you, Flaquito.” Y/N said, kissing cheek. “Now what did you and Ajax do again? I still don’t understand how you guys could stone the principal.”

“It was an accident! The principal didn’t know that Ajax was a gorgon and they reached over and took his beanie off, I covered my eyes, the principal got turned to stone. Besides, he shouldn’t try to take someone’s hat away without asking ‘why are you wearing a hat’ so that is their fault completely.” Xavier said.

“Alright, fine, i believe you.” Y/N said. They talked some more, then took an Uber back to Nevermore, and now they are in Xavier’s art shed. “Why did you bring me here? Are you going to kill me or are you trying to kidnap me?” Y/N asked jokingly.

“Those are the two conclusions you came up with? Damn, sweetheart, you’re slipping.” Xavier.

“Haha, pero de verdad, why am i here?” Y/N asked.

“I wanted to show you something, hold on.” Xavier said as he pulled out a big canvas underneath a white tarp. When he unveiled it, it was a portrait of Y/N. Since Y/N has the power of botanokinesis, she can control plant life, Xavier painted Y/N surrounded by plants and with flowers in her hair.

“Flaquito, this is so beautiful, thank you.” Y/N said, hugging Xavier.

“I know we’ve only been dating three months but…I love you.” Xavier said. Y/N’s heart dropped. She backed away from Xavier.

“You’re kidding, right?” Y/N asked awkwardly.

“Kidding? No, Y/N, my feelings for you are real, i love you.” Xavier said, walking towards Y/N but she out her hands up in defense and back up.

“Xavier, you can’t love me, it’s only been 3 months, not even 6 months, not even a whole year.” Y/N said.

“Love isn’t a timing thing, it’s just what you feel and I feel great when I’m with you, you make me feel safe, you feel like home, I love you, Y/N.” Xavier said,

“Can you please stop saying you love me?” Y/N asked exasperated. She looked at Xavier and he had tears in his eyes.

“You don’t love me, is that it? You want to break up?” Xavier asked through tears.

“I don’t think you understand something, you can’t love me.” Y/N said.

“You don’t understand, you can’t tell me what my feelings are for you, why can’t you just accept the fact that I love you.” Xavier said.

“Oh my gosh, please stop saying that. I like that you painted me as Persephone, that’s how you see me, cool, I accept that, but I’m not Persephone, I am not good for you.” Y/N said,

“I think that’s for me to decided. You don’t get to decide whether or not you’re good for me.” Xavier said.

“I think we need a break, Xavier, just to think things over, so I can think things over.” Y/N said. Xavier gave Y/N a weak smile and left the shed, slamming the door. Y/N began to cry. She loved him, but she doesn’t want to, she doesn’t deserve it. It’s amazing how Xavier could see her as Persephone when she doesn’t see herself like that at all.

She was on the couch, crying, thinking about how sad she made Xavier, that made her cry even more. He didn’t need Y/N to burden him with her problems, but she also didn’t want him to think she doesn’t care about him. After a few more minutes, she went back to her dorm she shared with Enid and Wednesday.

“Hey Y/N, wait, why are you crying, what’s wrong?” Enid asked her, immediately getting off the bed to comfort her friend.

“Mm Nothing, Xavier told me he loved me and I said I needed a break, so here I am.” Y/N said as she was wiping her tears.

“You really liked him, Y/N, why did you decide to have a break?” Enid asked.

“Enid, It’s clearly a personal decision to Y/N, she doesn’t need to tell why she wanted a break, it was up to her, she did it, leave it be.” Wednesday defended Y/N.

“Thank you, Wednesday.” Y/N said. She went to the bathroom to do her business, brush her teeth, wash her face and change into her pajamas. She walked out and went to bed. However the events of today replayed in her mind and she hated it so much.

The next day, she did her morning routine and went to the quad for breakfast in her uniform. Out if everything, Y/N just grabbed a banana.

“You’re not going to eat anything else, mama?” Ajax asked.

“Just the banana, papito, I’m not very hungry.” Y/N said, gotta make up for eating four brownies yesterday, she thought.

“Okay, just checking.” Ajax said and walked away to sit next to Xavier,

“Did you notice anything weird?” Xavier asked immediately after Ajax sat down.

“I just saw her grab a banana for breakfast, that’s it.” Ajax informed him. “I’ll ask Enid if she knows anything if that helps.”

“Yes that would help, thank you.” Xavier said. He was looking at Y/N’s table. He didn’t take his eyes off her until the bell rang. As everyone was leaving the quad, Ajax went to talk to Enid.

“How’s Y/N doing by the way?” Ajax asked.

“She was crying yesterday because of Xavier, but she hasn’t told me anything about why she asked for a break. She really liked him, I don’t understand what could have happened, she was so happy to go to the weathervane with him.” Enid commented.

“It’s a mystery, Xavier is also curious about what changed. Maybe it’s a shapeshifter that looks like Y/N and the real Y/N is trapped somewhere!” Ajax exclaimed.

“Are you stoned?” Enid asked,

“Of course not, it’s too early. I’m gonna sit with Xavier today.” Ajax said,

“And I’ll sit with Y/N.” Enid said. They went to their classes and as promised, she sat next to Y/N in all the classes until school was over. During lunch, she noticed that Y/N only ate a salad and nothing else. Which is fine, nothing against it, but she chose a salad over her favorite food. Enid was starting to get worried. “Wednesday, you like observing people, have you noticed anything strange happening with Y/N?” Enid asked.

“Not really, just looks like her habits have increased.” Wednesday commented.

“What do you mean about that?” Enid asked.

“At lunch, she only eats half her food and saves the rest for later, right now, she’s eating half and throwing the rest out, meaning she doesn’t intend on eating later anytime soon.” Wednesday said.

“Thanks, Wednesday.” Enid thanked the goth girl. She was about to talk to Y/N when Xavier approached her.

“Y/N, we need to talk.” Xavier said. Y/N agreed and went to the woods with Xavier. As they were walking, Y/N tried making wildflowers grow in the grass, she succeeded and that brought a smile to her face. “Why did you ask for a break?” Xavier asked and Y/N stopped playing with her powers.

“What?” Y/N asked.

“Why did you ask for a break?” Xavier repeated.

“Xavier, i love you, i really do, but im not emotionally stable for you, don’t you see? The longer you’re with me, the more you are going to see how broken I truly am. I don’t love myself, I can barely believe that you love me, what I see in the mirror is nothing like what you painted, there are going to be moments where I would restrict myself to much that I will go to bed starving because the last meal I ate was at 3pm (which does happen to me often), I don’t want you to regret being with me. As the months this go on, you’ll see how much of a burden I am after you have to reassure me time and time again that you only love me, and you’re going to resent me because I’d be holding you back. I don’t want you to resent me, okay?” Y/N explained, at this point she was full on crying so Xavier went closer to her and pulled her in a hug. That’s when she let out a sob. Xavier’s eyes started to water, he started letting Y/N’s hair, trying to soothe her. After her sobbing has calmed down, Xavier pulled her away and lifted her chin up with his finger so he could see her face.

“You are not a burden, okay. As for the self love part, we will work on that together. I’ll be with you no matter what, I won’t resent you, if you see that I’m unhappy, although I doubt that I would be unhappy by your side, talk to me about it and break it off. If you feel like you’re broken, we’ll put the pieces back together. I would never regret being with you, you just need to talk to me about all these doubts you’re having. When did it start? How long have you been feeling like this?” Xavier asked, wiping away her tears.

“It started since I was younger, you know how ethic moms are, they always have something to say about your weight. My mom still makes comment about my weight, then there’s the elementary school bullies, so I always felt like this.” Y/N said with glassy eyes.

“You never told me that before. You have been carrying that around for years, have you?” Xavier asked. Y/N nodded, holding back a sob with teary eyes.

“I didn’t want to tell anyone but it feels so good to let it out.” Y/N said.

“I’ll be with you every step of the way, okay. We will work on your self esteem, you will learn to love yourself, we will do this together.” Xavier said. Y/N nodded and hugged him. “We won’t date until you’re ready, okay.”

“Thank you, i need that.” Y/N said.

“Anything for you.” Xavier said, kissing the top of her forehead.

The End

Don’t know how to feel about this. I will admit I cried a little since I’m technically writing about my own experiences, it came out a little short but hope you liked it though!

#xavier thorpe x reader #xavier thorpe #percy hynes white #xavier thrope imagine #hispanic reader #latina #latinx #hispanic

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ne-jamais-pur · 9 months

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I think fic writers are sleeping on marylily raising Harry so here are some headcanons:

since both of the girls are muggleborn they take Harry to a muggle school up until hes old enough for Hogwarts

Mary drives him, Lily makes his lunches in the morning

They try to raise him as "wizardish" as possible but neither of them really know what pureblood childhoods look like so he has a very normal childhood, riding bikes and doing chores, etc

Theres a family portrait he made in school on the fridge. Lily framed it and never took it down, even as he got older and was more embarrassed of it

Mary uses magic very rarely because of the bad experiences she had with it in the war. Her most used spells are Reparo and Lumos, the latter of which she does for Harry as a nightlight whenever hes scared.

Lily insists on doing chores the muggle way instead of magicing them. She says it's to teach Harry responsibility but Mary knows that she also just likes to stress clean.

They also definitely instilled a sense of humility in him, but he gets all the combined sass of Lily and Mary

Mary's parents babysit sometimes :)

They also come round every holiday and they adore both Lily and Harry

a lot of people chill out with age so I'd like to think Lily and Petunia made amends enough to visit sometimes. At the very least Petunia would be less bitter toward the wizarding world because it didnt kill her sister.

Parent teacher conferences are very much both Mary and Lily grilling the teacher making sure Harry isnt being bullied about his scar

Neville comes round their house often, and sometimes the four of them go visit Alice and Frank together

Mary started having Luna over after Pandora passed, both to help Xenophilius with raising a child and to give Luna some positive experiences

After Lily met Hermiones parents, she started inviting them to go to Diagon Alley with them every year, since she knew how stressful it was to be out of your depth

Mary gave Hermione a list of magic hair care potions and told her how to use them for Black hair

Lily wrote extremely long letters to Harry, packed with homework help, but Mary's were short and sweet and were usually accompanied by brownies

McGonagall also kept in touch with Lily, letting her know how Harry was doing

When Harry was drafted into the Triwizard tournament, Lily wrote a Howler (the only one ever) to Barty Crouch Sr and Mary did a far more diplomatically (but still stern) letter to the whole board

They're also the first ones Hermione came to when she got her first period. They were closer and she was more comfortable talking about it with the two women than her strict parents

If Draco is "my father will hear about this" Harry is "my mums will hear about this" and he's completely right for it

They come to every single Quidditch match and scream their lungs out cheering

Mary does her very best to prevent Harry from joining the Order but Lily understands his sense of duty

However Mary does ask Emmeline to keep a close eye on him

most importantly Harry feels loved every day <3

#marauders era #marauders girls #lily evans #mary macdonald #harry potter #marylily #marylily raising harry #hp #marauders #a lot of these headcanons come from my own halfwritten Mary raising Harry

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