Summary: You and Stiles attend a family reunion, but with a twist. Stiles is your fake ‘boyfriend’.
Pairing: Eventual Stiles x Reader
Word Count: 1561
I pull up into a car park down the street from my grans lake house and shoot Stiles a look of gratitude. If it weren’t for Stiles, my best friend and savior, I would have to endure another agonizing family reunion full of teasing and hurtful jokes aimed in my direction.
There are yearly family reunions at my grans lake house, and this year I’ve decided to bring along Stiles to end their tormenting. He’d play along as my ‘boyfriend’ and I’d be left alone once and for all.
Gender: Male x Female Genre: Highschool/college au, angst, fluff, smut. Warning: light smut, Word count: 1678 words
Summary: Having a crush on your best friend’s sister was already hard enough for Jimin especially when Jungkook made clear his sister was off limits. The idea of his older sister dating on of his friends made him feel sick. Lucky for him he didn’t have to worry about that since Y/N made clear that she didn’t have eyes for high schoolers no matter what. But things might change when he hears his named being moaned out in the shower.
Y/N would be lying if she said she was focused on whatever her professor was saying, in fact she had no idea what kind of class she had at the moment. The dazed out look did not go unnoticed. Yoseob had noticed how odd Y/N was behaving, but he didn’t say anything thinking that it would go away at the end of the morning. However noon arrived and Y/N was still in deep thought.
Thus when their well deserved lunch break arrived the two took a seat at a table outside. “Where is your lunch?” Yoseob asked as he unpacked his own lunch, normally Y/N would already be ahead of him and would stuff her cheeks full with food, but now she was simply staring at her hands. “Hey!” Y/N jumped at the sudden yell and looked at Yoseob with much confusion “what is wrong?” “I should be the one saying that!” Yoseob sighed out.
“Y/N, you’ve been out of it today. What’s wrong?” Y/N’s ears began to burn when she thought about the events that happened this morning. She had been thinking about it all day and it wasn’t getting any better with each minute.
“Make sure everyone can see those hickeys so they know who’s getting fucked tonight.”
She felt excited but at the same time she felt reluctant at the thought of having sex with Jimin. He was a high schooler and her brother’s friend, there was no way this was alright to do. Jimin was the kid that always was at their home, the kid that was like another son to her parents and like a brother to Jungkook, of course Jimin was something else to Y/N but she would never tell. At least, not until now. Y/N always had an eye for Jimin, but she never engaged any kind of social interaction because for one Jimin was always swarmed by people and she didn’t want to make a fool of herself to be that one senior that tried to make a move on her little brother’s friend. Besides after Jungkook became friends with Jimin she had the luxury to have Jimin all by herself after school. In her bed. Touching her in ways she had always wanted him to touch.
There was a sharp pain that shot through Y/N’s forehead. Wincing in pain Y/N glared at Yoseob who gave the girl a serious look. “Y/N, you’re seriously out of it. Are you sick or something?”
“I’m fine Yoseob, it’s just…” Y/N sighed out. She was best friends with Yoseob since high school and they could tell them everything, but this time, this time it was different.
“It’s?” Yoseob urged on. “I don’t know, I think I am getting sick.” Y/N lied. She felt bad about lying about this, but what else was she suppose to say? She couldn’t just tell Yoseob she almost fucked the best friend of her little brother.
“I expected something like that,” Yoseob repacked his lunch and shoved it in his backpack and stood up his hand stretched out to Y/N who looked at him with a raised eyebrow. “Come, I’ll take you home.” He said as he cocked his head to the left, his black locks falling in front of his brows. Y/N was silent for a second waging between going or not, eventually her hand slipped in Yoseob’s and gave the boy a soft smile as a thank you.
The ride home was silent, well the the exception of the radio softly playing in the background, but it wasn’t a silence that felt uncomfortable. It was a nice kind of silence, a silence that Y/N only could have with Yoseob.
“We’re here.” Yoseob said as he pulled up at the house “it looks less trashed out now.” he joked.
“I know right, I hope Jungkook gets the fist of justice.” Yoseob chuckled at Y/N’s comment. “Anyways, thank you for bringing me home Yoseob.”
“Always Y/N. I’ll text you later ok?” Y/N nodded as she stepped out the vehicle. Yoseob didn’t move until he saw that Y/N disappeared in her house. When she did Yoseob let out a deep and heavy sigh before driving off.
The house was quiet which wasn’t unusual, Jungkook should be at school for at least an hour longer and her parents were off to work and wouldn’t be back until night had fallen. For now Y/N had an hour to herself. Kicking off her shoes Y/N walked towards the kitchen and poured herself a drink and made her way back and up the stairs towards her room. The moment her back hit her mattress she never felt so relieved. Rolling to her side she began to replay the way Jimin touched her. It was like fire, a pleasant one that burned her in the right ways and the way Jimin’s plush lips molded with hers perfectly, though his kisses were sloppy they were perfect for Y/N. Y/N stared at her fingers, the ones that glided over Jimin’s toned body and dipped into every curve there was. What would’ve happened if she didn’t leave the bathroom? The burning feeling once again builded up in Y/N lower stomach. “No, no you can’t. That’s your little brother’s friend!” Y/N scolded herself, her body twisting and turning around in her bed before she found the perfect position and forced herself to sleep. Perhaps rest would do the trick.
Maybe an hour had already passed because the front door opened up and slammed shut. The sudden noise made Y/N launch out of her bed, not thinking twice she began to run down the stairs hoping to see her parents or anyone. When no one was in the hallway or living room Y/N felt a pang of disappointment. She was ready to go upstairs again but the ruckus in the kitchen stopped her from doing so. Y/N carefully walked towards the kitchen, her heart almost stopped when she was greeted with the bare back that belonged to none other than Jimin.
“J-Jimin?” Y/N stuttered. Turning around Jimin looked at her with a sly smirk.
“You’re finally awake babygirl.” The raspy sultry voice blended perfectly with the way Jimin was making Y/N feel at the moment. In dire need of him.
Y/N wasn’t able to move or talk, she simply stared at every muscle that was visible that came closer with each step Jimin took. Soon she felt the hot breath of Jimin fan across her neck and his cold fingers buried under her shirt burned pleasantly against her waist. “I’ve missed you babygirl.” Jimin hummed, his lips sucking reds and purples over her neck, making their way up to her ear. Y/N’s breath became ragged, a reaction that made Jimin smile because it was something he was doing.
“Do I make you nervous babygirl?” Jimin whispered. Y/N scoffed, her face turning away from Jimin secretly giving him more access to her skin. “N-no.” She lied. “Hmm,” Jimin hummed “if that’s so why don’t you help me out here?” Y/N gasped as she felt the prominent and hard bulge poking against her. “You have been on my mind the whole day Y/N, I need you. I need your pretty little mouth wrapped around my dick babygirl.” A moan slipped out of the girl’s mouth, she never expected to hear such vulgar things out of this high schooler’s mouth, but then again it was Jimin.
“Can you do that for me, babygirl?” Too afraid to use her voice Y/N simply nodded. “Good girl, if you suck me off nicely I’ll reward you with the greatest fuck you have ever had in your life.” By now Y/N’s underwear was wet with her arousal and it only grew with each and every word Jimin spoke. Slowly descending down Y/N kept her eyes focused on Jimin’s who licked his plush lips. As Y/N pulled Jimin’s pants and boxers down with ease his dick sprung out, eagerly waiting for Y/N.
As the female moved forwards she expected to feel skin, instead she felt the hard floor of her bedroom. Groaning in pain Y/N slowly opened her eyes to see where she was. This was not her kitchen. Her bedroom door swung open and revealed a shocked Jungkook and a curious Jimin standing behind him. Both of them were greeted with the back profile of Y/N laying on the ground wincing in pain. “Sis, what are you doing? We heard a loud noise.” There was a low chuckle coming from behind Jungkook and Y/N knew who it was. “Looks like your sister fell from her bed, who would’ve guessed someone would be dumb enough to do that!” If Y/N wasn’t red in the face she would’ve looked at Jimin and would have scolded him to oblivion, but the sound of his voice only reminded her of the dream she had about him. “Sis, you need help.” Jungkook sighed out before pulling the door with him as he left the room. When the door clicked shut Y/N’s head fell on the ground, the cold feeling great against her skin.
Her phone vibrated next to her on the ground, apparently it too fell with her. Unlocking the device Y/N looked at who messaged her, she was sure it was Yoseob wanting to know how she was feeling.
Your ass looks great, can’t wait to redden it with my hand.
Along with the message a picture was attached to it, a picture of Jimin’s hand.
Just imagine these fingers inside of you, babygirl.
Can’t wait for tonight.
If Y/N’s head wasn’t already bright red, she was now. How had such simple texts so much effect on her? Though Y/N was beyond embarrassed she wasn’t lying when she said she was excited.
Summary: You encounter an intriguing stranger in your favorite bookshop
Pairing: Lin-Manuel Miranda x Reader
Author’s Note: Hi, my name is Leah and I love bookshops and Lin-Manuel Miranda and fluffy fics. Also, shout out to @strongenoughfoundation for proof-reading/editing this and giving me this wonderful title.
Warnings: sappy romance/first meeting; an obsession with Lin’s smile, laugh, and eyes.
A greeting came by way of acoustic music flowing from
overhead speakers, quiet chatter, hidden amusement, and the powerful sense of
ease. You stepped inside, a chiming bell announcing your otherwise silent
entrance. With your hair pulled up into your signature messy bun, your round
glasses covering your bright, sparkling eyes, and your soft canvas messenger
bag swinging with your movement, you could only imagine you blended into the
clientele of this book shop.
It was a hole-in-the-wall sort of establishment, tucked in
between bars serving hipsters and coffee chains. And it had also been your
sanctuary for the past three years – the one place you knew you belonged. A
place where the dust on old copies of classics only gave you comfort and the
sight of worn leather couches and scribbles in notebooks lended to your peace
Number 18? What are you currently trying to improve on?
18. What are you currently trying to improve on?
Due to the comic-thing I’m doing lately, I’m putting more effort in studying body types and body language, feet (I don’t like drawing them at all, guys, they so boring) and expressions. To do so, I watch and draw from life more that I did in the past.
And BACKGROUNDS, guys! That’s a huge challange, for me!
Growing up as a fan artist made me interested in drawing the human figure more than landscapes and inanimate stuff for many reasons. Since I’m that kind of person that you just can’t force to do something, or I’ll never get it done, to improve without stressing me or starting to hate what I was doing, I simply gave myself a little goal: sketch at least an inanimate thing or a landscape once a week. I tried, skipping a few weeks I must admit it, but hell! Somehow, it worked! In the past months I sketched stuff from my bedroom, then the view from my window and after that I started sketching train and busses interiors. Horrible drawings, guys, I’ll never show you them! XD But I discovered something while doing that, something that I’ve been told once, which is:
“Give your backgrounds a soul as you do for you characters. Backgrounds are characters as well! So let them speak about themselves, let them tell their story to the public by using the visual language.”
Thanks to these wise words, which I just repeat to myself everytime, I became more interested in setting the set in which characters live and move!
In the long comics I’m currently working on, I just can’t leave a scene without putting little details that I hope you’ll notice, especially in the backgrounds, when they’ll be done! Doing so is so satifying and makes the whole “create a believable setting” rule less boring to follow, at least for me.
Summary: just a lil one shot based on Perfect by the man Ed himself,from his Divide album. ((plus is still my fav album from him lmao))
pairing: isaac lahey x reader
a/n: i know i said i was gonna try posting more but 2017 hasn’t been too good for me and i’ve been working alot bc yo gurl needs to save for things and yeah life is just hectic af. sorry if it isnt too detailed but i hope this makes up for it and u enjoy this!! feedback is appreciated hehe thenks frands
I found a love for me. Darling, just dive right in and follow my lead
Well, I found a girl, beautiful and sweet.
Oh, I never knew you were the someone waiting for me.
Cause we were just kids when we fell in love,n
ot knowing what it was.
Isaac never knew that you would be the one that everyone kept talking about. You first knew Isaac from history. You saw him grow. He started out as that shy kid that no one really paid that much attention to. Then suddenly he became this complicated hotstuff,who thought he immediately was superior to others. Before returning back to his old self.
He approached you to help him with his history since you were one of the better students in class. There were the top students,so you had no idea why he picked you to be his tutor.
Countless of study sessions later,it was finally time for the exam. Time to see if all those tutoring sessions was worth it at all.
Pairing: Drunk!Sirius Black x Reader Summary: On a night out with the Marauders, James bets Sirius can’t down more than seven shots of Beetle Berry Whiskey. Sirius, never backing down from a challenge, accepts, and the effects are near catastrophic for the reader. A/N: I couldn’t resist clingy drunk Sirius. Enjoy lovers xxxxx
UPDATE: I added the jump-Netabare info that was missing. I checked it while looking at the korean scans so i would be able order it as if the texts were the word balloons ( you can read it that way if you want to, while you look at the pics on the korean scans) . I pharaprased one or two things because of kanjis i didn’t know, but here it is ^^ i’ll try to check that later just to be sure :D
Disclaimer: i only to this for fun, to share it with you guys, and to practice my japanese :) which is very basic so keep in mind that i could be completely mistaken in some parts. This is just a fan translation of incomplete spoilers so: Don’t forget to support the official releases of Magi!
Source:From Tieba Baidu’s Japanese scans and from Netabare’s texts ^^
A Clip Studio Paint PSA (or, “WHY THE HELL CAN’T I CHANGE THE COLOR OF MY CUSTOM BRUSH!?”)
We love Clip, don’t we? Hell yes we love Clip, it’s the greatest.
Until you decide to start dinking around with maybe making some custom brushes for the first time and everything seems pretty straightforward and you get everything set exactly the way you want it and… and, uh… why won’t it change color? Why?? What have you done wrong??¿?
You poke on everything, literally hecking everything, trying to figure out WHY THE DAMN BRUSH STAYS BLACK NO MATTER WHAT, and no easy answers are forthcoming and you’re just about to cry. Which was MY damn life this morning and for way too long this evening. I was trying to make a brush to streamline some of the background stuff in a couple of panels of Red Sector A, and it was almost perfect except WHY COULDN’T I CHANGE THE DAMN COLOR
I gave up, asked Google, and found a video tutorial that answered that question, and while it’s a simple fix that will make loads of sense once you think about the kind of crazy stuff you can do with Clip brushes, it’s probably not what you would have thought.
That’s it. That’s the fix. All you gotta do is, make sure the layer “expression color” thing is set to “Gray.”
And then go on to set your image as a brush tip material and make your brush and that fixes your problem. You can now change your brush’s color like any other normal brush.
Now why the entire damn hell would they make you do that just to be able to change a brush’s color? Remember how I mentioned all the cool stuff Clip brushes can do, like spray rainbow-colored sparkles all over your artwork?
If your brush tip layer’s “Expression Color” is set to “color,” the brush will use your brush tip image as is. Meaning, if it’s a full color clipart of a turducken, it’s gonna spray full-color turduckens everywhere.
So there you go, simple but sanity-saving tip for newb brush makers.
Summary: As Kenna prepares for her coronation as the new queen of Stormholt, she thinks back on her mother and finds strength in the memory.
Characters: Kenna, Queen Adriana, Gabriel, Annelyse, Leon
Word Count: 909
Book: The Crown And The Flame
Author’s Note: This is a submission inspired by Round 9 of the #ChoicesCreates carnival, hosted this week by @punexpectedly and as always, the wonderful @hollyashton! The prompt this week was Mother, so I wrote about my favorite mother/daughter relationship in the Choices universe. And yes, I know the title is actually a misquote from Henry VI, but to be honest I like it a little more than the original line. Comments and reviews are
always appreciated 😊
Heavy Is The Head (That Wears The Crown)
Five-year old Kenna Rys stood beside her mother at the vanity mirror, captivated by
all of the jewellery and trinkets scattered on its surface. All of her mother’s best accessories were laid out as she decided which to wear to the dinner party tonight. Spotting a butterfly brooch
encrusted with blue and white sapphires, Kenna pointed it out to her.
Q&A with Paul McCartney about the Sgt. Pepper album that took place at Abbey Road’s Studio Two – the very room where the album was recorded! PaulMcCartey.com [PMc]: Do you remember coming up with the cover and band concepts? We understand that the original concept came from you doing a doodle on a plane based around an Edwardian military band? Paul McCartney [PM]: Yeah! Well, what really happened was I was coming back from a trip abroad with our roadie, Mal Evans, just the two of us together on the plane. And we were eating and he mumbled to me, asked me to pass the salt and pepper. And I misheard him. He said [mumbles] “saltandpepper”. I go, “Sergeant Pepper?” I thought he said, “Sergeant Pepper”. I went, “Oh! Wait a minute, that’s a great idea!” So we had a laugh about it, then I started thinking about Sergeant Pepper as a character. I thought it would be a very interesting idea for us to assume alter egos for this album we were about to make.
So that’s what we did. And yeah, I started doing drawings of how the band might look. I sort of got this military look thing going and one of my ideas was that they were being presented by the Lord Mayor of some Northern town in a park. And in the old days they used to have floral clocks, they called them. It was like a clock that was made out of flowers. So I did drawings of the floral clock and then, “Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Heart’s Club Band”, AKA The Beatles, getting an award. So they’ve got a big cup and they’re getting some sort of award from the town.
So that’s where the idea came from and then I just talked to all the guys and said, “What do you think of this idea?” They liked it and I said, “It will mean, when I approach the mic, it’s not Paul McCartney. I don’t have to think this is a Paul McCartney song”. So it was freeing. It was quite liberating.
So, you know, we didn’t keep that idea up all the time, but that was the basic idea that we would make something that was very free. Something that this other band might make, instead of doing something that we thought The Beatles ought to make. It originally came from that mishearing of salt and pepper!
PMc: Were you doing the drawings on the same flight? PM: I don’t remember if I did the drawings on the flight, or whether that’s just got morphed into the same story. But definitely on the flight coming back. That was the start of it when I misheard that. So that’s the essence of the whole idea.
PMc: Had you already started to write the songs for that album? PM: No, but when I got back I started thinking, “Okay, what would their theme tune be?” So I wrote what became the opening song where they would introduce themselves and then they would introduce another character: Billy Shears, which was Ringo.
It was just to give us all alter egos, to give us all invented characters. So that now we were making this album like a piece of theatre. We were now going in to the studio as other people. And we came down to Soho, in the West End, and had our uniforms made by Berman’s the theatrical costumiere.
PMc: Was there any reason for the different coloured outfits? PM: No, we just chose a material. Said, “I’ll have that, he’ll have that”. There was no concept, no. It was just whoever wanted what colour.
PMc: We understand there were two drum skins created for the cover. Was there any specific reason for that, or was it just to make sure you had different options? PM: No, I think the drum skins - as I recall - were organised by Peter Blake, who had someone he knew who did painting for fairgrounds. So you see the rides in the fairgrounds - like the Waltzer, or you know, the House Of Fun and all that - it’s always lettered and painted a certain way, which is quite an ancient tradition, apparently. There’s a specific look to it all and there are people who specialise in those, so I think Peter had those done by those people, and I suppose he just had a spare one made as well. I think we probably would have just said, “That one”.
PMc: We realised in the office that there are some grammar mistakes on the drum skin: a semicolon after ‘Sgt’, and there isn’t an apostrophe in ‘Peppers’. Is that just an accident? PM: Yeah, that’s an accident! The guy doing it was, as I say, a fairground guy, so all this sort of stuff [Paul points to the logo on the album cover] - the filigree and all these decorative things - are the kind of things you would see on the side of a Waltzer, when you go to the fairground. It’s covered in this kind of stuff.
So I think he will have just been told “Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band”, and instead of putting a dot after the ‘gt’ of ‘Sgt.’ - which I think you might naturally do - I think it just looks better as a composition to be down there. And there’s no particular reason for it being a semi colon. It could have just as easily been two dots, or something. And then no apostrophe? There’s no reason for it. He was asked to do that and he came up with that beautiful design.
PMc: Do you remember who’s idea it was to have the cut outs that came with the album? The moustache, medals, stripes and band stand up? PM: I think those were Peter’s ideas. I certainly gave him the basic idea of the Sgt. Pepper band. There was the floral clock that got changed into the little flower arrangements on the cover. And then the idea was that each of these characters in the “play” would have their own background. So I asked all the guys to come up with a list of people who their character might be fans of. So everyone did that like as a bit of homework, kind of thing.
PMc: Was there anybody who kind of didn’t make the final collage on the cover? PM: Oh, yeah! I mean, some, because it was just a fun thing. You know, I think someone brought Hitler. And that was vetoed immediately: “No!” And then Jesus was in there. You know, he was an understandable hero. But there were certain ones that might have offended people.
I mean, Hitler, I think was just a joke. No way he was gonna get on there. Jesus was not so much a joke. He could have been in there but we didn’t want to offend Christians.
PMc: Do you remember any specific names you suggested? PM: [Looking at the album cover] I think these were mine: Aldous Huxley, because I had been reading a book by him. H.G. Wells, Fred Astaire. And then there was Dylan Thomas.
There’s a footballer there, I think that’s Dixie Dean. I mean this is all documented exactly who they are. Laurel and Hardy, we liked them. William Morris, Marilyn Monroe, Terry Southern. This is what the floral clock became at the bottom of the cover. And then people thought this was marijuana, which they weren’t. They were just plants! But, of course, in those days everyone read everything into everything we did.
But that was it. We all had a list of favourites. George put in an Indian guru, that’s Yogananda. And Babaji is in there. So we just each put people in that we admired through history, so that was the idea. It was really just so if a fan magazine had said to the characters in this fictitious band, “Who are your favourites?” They’d go, “Oh, these people”. We’d go, “Okay this character, is that kind of guy. George: he’s more into mystical people, you know. Paul: okay, he’s more into literary ones, or whatever”. So it would give us each an identity. It was really just for background.
There were certain ones we all liked, like Oscar Wilde. Max Miller was a British comedian. And then there’s Stuart [Sutcliffe], who had been our old bass player, who died. Aubrey Beardsley, the artist. The Bowery Boys, they were a TV series when we were growing up, and there was one of them who wouldn’t do it. One of them wanted money for it.
We just wrote to everyone and said, “Do you mind?” Well, at first we didn’t. But the head of EMI, Sir Joseph Lockwood came to my house and complained! He said, “This is going to be a nightmare. There are going to be legal battles!” I said, “No, no, no. People are gonna love it! They’re all on The Beatles cover, you know! It’ll be a laugh, they’ll understand”. He said, “No, you’ve got to write to them all”.
So we did. We got a letter out: “We are planning to do this using your image. Do you mind? Is it okay? Please give us the okay”. And all of them did, except for one of the Bowery Boys who wanted to cut a deal. And we thought, “You know what, we’ve got enough people on here!”
PMc: Did that delay the album release? PM: No. No the cover wasn’t shot. We had the idea… Or it may have been, it may have been actually. Yeah, I think it was shot, but we just had to ask them all.
PMc: Would you pick different people for the cover today, compared to 1967? PM: I’m not sure. You know probably, yeah. But just because it wouldn’t be the same time.
PMc: We’ve read that the Sgt. Pepper moustache came about because you had been in a bike accident. Is that true? PM: Yeah! I had a moped and was with a friend of mine up in Liverpool. It was Tara Browne, who was one of the Guinness family. He and I were going to visit my cousin Betty on these mopeds that we had, little motorised bicycles. And there was a very full moon and I said, “Wow, look at that moon!” Then I suddenly realised I’d lost my balance and I looked back and I smacked the pavement and bust my lip! And we went to my cousin’s house with my hand over my lips saying, “Hey Bett! Don’t be worried”. And she’s thinking, “Oh, isn’t he funny”. And then, “…Ahh!”
So, Betty said, “Oh, I’m gonna get this guy”. This doctor, he’s the local doctor and he came over. But, tell you the truth, he’d had a few. So he said, “I’m gonna have to stitch you!” And I said, “Oh!” Because, you know, it was Christmas time or New Years time, and he definitely was over the limit!
So he got his needle, and he could barely thread it, he couldn’t thread it even. So I think Betty sort of said, “Here, let me do that”. So she threaded his needle up for him and I went, “Ahh… Here goes nothing!”
So he put it in – no anesthetic. Bang! “Oww!” You know, and then he put it through and made a stitch up, put it through the other side, “Oww! God!” I was just sort of standing there. It was not wonderful, but I thought, “Well, he’s got to do it”. He pulls it right through, and the thread comes out. “Oh, we’ve got to do that again, then.” “Jeez.” Was I happy? No!
But yeah, so after that I started growing this moustache to hide quite a big, sizeable bump. There’s a bump still there. But it was quite a good gash, and I broke a tooth!
Yeah but anyway, so he had to do it. He finished it off. It wasn’t a brilliant job. So then, as I was recovering, I let this grow as a moustache. I wasn’t really in the public eye for a while, so then the first thing people knew was that I’d grown that moustache. And the other guys liked it and so we all grew them. It was just like a fun thing. So that’s that!
PMc: At the end of the album - following ‘A Day In The Life’ - you have that very high-pitched tone. And then you have the inner groove loop on the record. Where did those ideas come from?
PM: Okay, so the loop thing was that at that time people were partying a lot and getting stoned a lot. And one of the things is you would be in a party with everyone, you’d be playing an album on vinyl and so the record would end. But everybody would be so sort of stoned that the record would just go [mimics the noise of the record player getting stuck in the inner groove]. You’ve all been there! And people would go, “Ahhh… Yeah…” And no one would turn it off!
So we went, you know what, we should have something there. We should put in a little loop so when that happens, there will be something there! So that was the basis of that idea. So we just recorded something, we just all got around the mic, and we just said stupid stuff. It’s just a loop cut out of some stuff we said.
I think John said something like, “Cranberry sauce, cranberry sauce”. And that was just a little bit of fun for us, because we were always trying to be different from other people who made records. So this would be a very “Beatle-y” thing to do. So we did it, and it was just for that moment where [mimics record player playing the inner groove]. It would say something instead of just, “Cuh-chug, cuh-chug”.
The crazy thing was, as I said, everyone read into everything we ever did in those days. So somebody arrived at my house and the rumour was that if you played it backwards, it said something. If you play it in that groove backwards and then we thought well none of us have ever tried. So I said, “No, it’s nonsense. That’s not true, at all!” And they said, “It is! It is! It is!” And they insisted. So I said well come and show me. So he took it, and somehow, we just went against the player’s motor, turned it backwards, the loop. And sorry folks, excuse my expletives, but it was supposed to say, “We’ll fuck you like supermen”. I went, “This is just ridiculous!” But sure enough, “We’ll fuck you like supermen, we’ll fuck you like supermen”. It sounded like that!
PMc: So that was just by complete chance? PM: It was, yeah! It was pretty random, but those things happen with the readings, you know. Because people would look into it so much, and that was that.
PMc: And no one had done that kind of inner groove loop before, is that right? PM: Yeah, nobody had done it on a loop like that. It’s a silly idea. No one was as silly as we were!
But the other thing, that was fascinating: the high-pitched noise [whistles]. We would have great conversations with George Martin in the studio, because he was very swotty, George was. Very mathematics, and he knew the science behind a lot of what we were doing, whereas we didn’t. We just enjoyed it and loved it. But he was talking about frequencies. He said, “There are so many frequencies”. For instance, he said, “Your ears are all younger than mine”. He said, “Let’s do a little test’. So he took a little oscillator that we had and went [whistles from a low to high pitch]. And he got it up to [whistles very high]. And he said, “Can you hear that?” We go, “Yeah…” He goes [whistles higher]. He said, “I can’t hear that, can you?” We go, “Yeah!”
Then he took it higher so even we couldn’t hear it and said, “It’s still there”. The noise, the frequency was still there. He said, “Dogs can hear that. Dogs have a different framework, a different range of hearing”. We went, “Fantastic! We’ve gotta put that on the record!” So when suddenly when everyone’s listening to it, no one can hear it and the dog would perk up. You know, prick his ears up: “What’s that?”
So that arrived from those great conversations. And the other end of that conversation was he said, “Lots of people know this, this frequency thing. And one of the things Hitler had was these sort of PR people, who did movies for him. You know, Leni Riefenstahl. And there was a PR machine behind everything he did”. He said, “And one of the things, and it’s suppose to be true, was that at these rallies, hundreds and thousands of people would arrive, and you see film of it. And he wouldn’t arrive, he wouldn’t be there. And what they would do is they would put a subsonic noise [makes low-pitched hum] through the speakers. But no one could hear it, but it was sort of was rather discomforting. So you can’t hear it, but it kind of puts you off a bit.” It’s like a super sub-bass at a big club. It’s like, it can actually sort of get to you, it can bother you a bit, so he said, “They used to play this, this is the story, and then just before Hitler showed up they would turn it off”.
PMc: So they would get a sense of relief? PM: Yeah! Like, “I feel so much better, now he’s here!” You know, and nobody knew that there’s a subsonic noise.
PMc: And George Martin told you that story? PM: Yeah, George Martin. This was all one conversation: “The Highs And The Lows” by George Martin. But you know, we took it all in. We loved him. We loved these little chats and we used it all in our music.
You know, if someone put a tape machine on backwards by mistake once, the tape op, and we were like, “Oh! What’s that?” Whereas I always say any other band would have just gone, “You’ve got it on backwards, stupid! Put it on right!” But we were always, “Ahh, how can we use that?”
George was such a good producer and got it. And he would say, “Well, we could do it. And if we did this, and if we did that…” And so that really made it interesting, because there were all sorts of physical things like that that he would educate us with. Like half speed things. If things were very fast, the guitar solo in ‘A Hard Day’s Night’ [sings the song]. It was very hard to play normal speed. So George would say, “I’ll tell you what we’ll do…” So we took it down to half speed on these studio machines. You have to take it down an octave, that’s what was intriguing. So half speed, the octave would go down. You would play it on a bass guitar or a guitar [sings song again, lower and at half speed], and it’s easy to play! And then you just put it back up [sings at full speed]. So if you listen to that solo that’s at double speed. So we had a lot of fun with that, you know, it’s gonna go down an octave, we’re gonna play it slow.
PMc: I’ve always wondered if you guys slowed down ‘When I’m Sixty Four’ because your voice sounds slightly higher? PM: Sometimes I would just speed things up a bit. Often, when you make a song you record it and then you think, “It’s not quite fast enough!” So rather than do it again, you just lifted the tape. These days you can lift the tape and not lift the pitch, with Logic and a few other machines. But back then you would actually lift the pitch a bit.
PMc: So another question we quite often see is, in hindsight, do you wish ‘Penny Lane’ and ‘Strawberry Fields’ had been included on the album? And if so, where would you have placed them? PM: No, I was happy. So we won’t even get into placing them! I was happy that it was the precursor to ‘Sgt. Pepper’. And the thing was, you know, we always liked to release things fresh. We had just made those tracks, so the thought of waiting until we had completed the whole album would not have appealed to us. You know, we liked that as soon as it’s made, at the nearest point to the actual making of the song and the record, we would like to put it out. So I was glad how we did it and it was like a fanfare, that single. Another thing we liked about it was it was simple value for money. You really got two A-sides. But it kind of heralded what was to come.
PMc: Kind of like a road sign showing what was on the way? PM: Yeah!
PMc: Another question we see is: Did you have any kind of idea at the time just how big this album would become? PM: No, not really. The only thing we knew was that the music press, I’m not sure who it was – it would probably have been The New Music Express or The Melody Maker, the two music papers that were very big at the time – one of them, somebody from one of those music papers said, “Oh, The Beatles have dried up. They’ve finished. We haven’t heard anything from them, you know, they’ve run out of ideas”. So we were quietly tinkering away at Abbey Road knowing we hadn’t run out of ideas and knowing it was gonna be really great to be able to say, “No, we didn’t run out. Check this out!” And give them ‘Sgt. Pepper’ and go – “Take that back!”
In fact, when it did get released, the music critic from The New York Times said it was terrible. And Linda said she met him in the street and said, “You’re crazy, man. It’s a great album! What are you talking about?” And there must have been a lot of people that said it to him that week, because he took it back a week later. He said, “You know what, it’s grown on me. I like it’.
PMc: And looking back now, what always blows our minds, is that you were only 24 when that album was recorded. That’s quite incredible! PM: Yeah, I mean there’s quite a few people who feel they’re very grown up when they’re 24. And we did! We’d been doing the group since, well, since we were kinda 19 and 20. So four years at that kind of pace was a long time. And we all smoked Rothman cigarettes. And we had Carnaby Street stuff, so we thought we were pretty hot. So 24 didn’t seem young to us, because we had just been 20!
I mean, I always tell the story of when were 17, me and George - and George would have been 16 - and we used to go round to see John at his Art College, which was next door to our school. We were where LIPA now is, The Liverpool Institute. Next door was the Arts School which is now part of LIPA as well. But that’s where John was, so we’d go round just to hang out and see him during lunchtime and there was a guy who was in John’s year, who was like older than the class. You know that phenomenon and he was 24 and we felt so sorry for him! No, we really did, like a genuine sorrow. [Whispers] “He’s 24? God, it must be awful!” You know, now looking back he was like a child. But, you know, so by the time we were 24, we felt like we had done quite a lot. We had done enough to sort of think we were pretty grown up!
A coda from PaulMcCartney.com: After we stopped recording our Q&A, Paul carried on telling us some very cool stories, such as how one day in the studio the ‘A’ string on John Lennon’s guitar began to resonate when he leant his guitar against an amplifier. The band jumped up when they heard the noise, saying, “What’s that?!” After George Martin explained how certain frequencies will make objects vibrate, it was agreed they would record this new sound for the start of ‘I Feel Fine’.
Paul told us how he really loved that about The Beatles: when those “happy accidents” happened, the band would want to use it in a song somehow. He likened it to how a painter might see a small, unintended brushstroke on a canvas and decide to leave it in, rather than painting it out.
Another story Paul told us was about how one of the engineers threaded the tape machine the wrong way in the studio during a session. When they pressed “Play” the song played backwards and again, up they jumped asking George Martin if they could use that somehow. Paul told us George’s response was always to rub his chin, look thoughtful then reply, “Well, I suppose we could…” And the rest, as they say, is history!
“No shit, Hawke. Three wolves right on our tails, and our brilliant Inquisitor decides the best way to solve this problem is to steer the horses off a damned cliff. And the worst part? It actually worked!”
I’ve been wanting to draw the interior of Skyhold for a bit because I love the colors, so here’s Hawke and Varric catching up, because there can never be enough art of these two.
This was pretty fun to draw. I used a reference picture that I ended up losing but just went from there. Kind of gave up on what was trying to go on in the background; probably would have been able to do it better if I was doing Photoshop.
Was originally going to use Rey’s actual hairstyle, but I realized if I did that, you wouldn’t be able to tell it’s Bra. But I don’t like Bra’s GT hairstyle, so!
My birth mother has my new number. My oldest sister on my birthmother side gave P. ( my birthmother’s name) new cell number. I am not mad at her because P. was probably hounding her for it so in order to get her to stop she most likely had to give it to her.
I haven’t set up my voicemail though. Which is kind of intentional. Here is the background story:
I, like my sister Tee, thought that finding and reconnecting with the kids, now grown adults, that she lost would help he stay clean and live a healthier life. Boom. Wrong. So very wrong. It was a devastating blow that really had me down. I thought I was triggering her bad emotions, feelings, guilt and all of those things. I began to keep my distance. I noticed that when I saw her a Walmart but she didn’t see me. It was heart wrenching to walk past her and not speak to her.
P. relapsed back on drugs in November. Almost overdosed in December. Left me a mean voicemail in January. Her 50th birthday was in February and I didn’t call. March and April nothing. I thought about calling her for Mother’s Day but didn’t. Now almost the end of May and her number is on my missed call list. I thought about calling back and I actually did. No answer… which is perfectly fine.
I just don’t know where to really go with this. I need to protect myself. I am in a delicate season in my life right now and dealing with general anxiety disorder…I can put anything else on my plate. I do miss her though.
I haven’t been stopped in a while in town by anyone saying that I look like her in a while.