Got It Bad, Got It Bad, Got It Bad

Finally finished moving houses for the time being so I took a day to just draw what I wanted to draw before I get stuck into comms

So enjoy some Hangmav!

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Bonus close up:

Happy Birthday @brendaonao3

Happiest of Birthdays to one of my favourite people Brenda! Here's a little snippet - unbeta'd, unedited, and may change... from Hangmav sequel for you! 💖

Penny loads him up with several bottles of beer, ‘on the house’ she insists and as Jake makes his way back to his classmates, he can hear them cat-calling him. He feels Javy jostle his shoulder as his friend reaches for one of the bottles. His brief conversation with Penny had alleviated his nerves that there might be any bad blood between them and he smiles at the many thanks he gets as he hands the drinks out. 

There’s just the small complication in that he can’t tell Javy why the owner seems to like him so much, he doesn’t want to have to explain his relationship with Mav just yet even if the people he’s closest to suspect he’s in a relationship. So Jake allows the rest of the boys to come to their own lady-killer conclusions.

TOPGUN is a challenge and the most fun he’s had since his initial training. These guys are not going to sit back and let him come in first place easily. He says as much to Mav one evening, his classmates out at The Hard Deck, Jake having opted to stay back on base. 

“You know I came in second right?” Mav laughs down the line, “But I’m sure I could still take you in the air.” Mav says, the tone of his voice travels directly to Jake's cock making it twitch with interest.

“Is that so old man?” Jake knows he’s being slightly insolent, but there’s a small part of him which loves when Mav puts him in his place. “Damn do I love it when you take me. Pin me down and take what you want." Jake is starting to get lost in the fantasy but reigns himself back in. “But it’s been a long time since you’ve been in the air, I think I could probably kick your ass.”

Brat.

Jake can almost hear Mav’s thoughts.

Melida/Daan: The Legend of Ben

Ben is among the oldest of all the young at 13.

At 13 he soothes the fevers of the littlest who have never had enough strength or food or love, he holds up buildings that should collapse and kill them all (yet he does not do so with his strength for he is scrawny like them, weak like them. He doesn’t even touch the wood) finds water sources that are impossible to see, shoots steady even when his hands shake (as if guided by something, as if he is not entirely himself but something other, something more).

He calls it the force, they call it Ben.

At 13 he becomes a legend.

Legends aren’t born, but made in the desperate tunnels full of dying children. They say he appeared one day from the sky, that when his elders left, he refused to. That he was not born on the bloody battlefields of hate, but that he stayed because he saw them, felt with them, heard their song. He stayed when the Jedi left.

The children see how he balanced Cersai and Nield (love and hate, peace and war, water and fire). They see how the three click into place, Melida and Daan and Other. They wonder if maybe there was always an empty spot between them, waiting to be filled. Wonder if that is how this war started. Wonder if between every Melida and every Daan there is a space for something Other.

No one remembers how the war started, only that it did. Maybe there used to be a third faction, maybe something other (something more, something Ben) and when it died or left there was nothing left to bridge the Melida and the Daan.

Ben is sure as the earth, light as the air (only because they cannot hear him cry at night). He is a contradiction. He says strange things and does the impossible. Sometimes he glows with something else (something more).

He is remembered as the one who stayed (no one will say where he went). He is remembered as the Other between all Melida and all Daan.

There is an empty seat in every house. An empty seat in the Trivumate, waiting to be filled. Outside historians call it the Absent Third Phenomena— they are not sure why it is (they do not want to dig deeper, dig into the bloody history, tear their secrets and traditions and culture from the rotting bodies of child soldiers. they do not want to know). In Melida/Daan there is a word that is untranslatable that describes it, A’Benui. It is sacred. It is told to every child too young to remember the sewers, told by every Young that was touched by Ben (his something other).

(The Melida-Daan don’t know this, but somewhere else in the galaxy Obi-Wan Kenobi leads his second army of child soldiers and wonders if he was meant for anything else. Wonders if they see the cracks and uncertainty and self loathing; the first ones hadn’t. He wonders if they would be ashamed of him now, fighting, bleeding, warring, killing even now. Wonders if he will ever know peace or if he will always be a false legend made from blood and tears and a need to believe.)

Day ten of posting my photography 📷

It’s Lucy again! Okay so I’ll admit it’s not a good camera pic, it’s just a phone shot. But hey! It’s a cute picture of a cute doggo.

This was at Thornton Reservoir, England.

GLEN POWELL on THE TONIGHT SHOW April 5th, 2024

Day fourteen of posting my photography! 📷

This was a lovely piece of woodland in the autumn whilst I was on holiday in Exmoor National park, it was somewhere between Luccombe and Horner!

As you can see, the colours were just gorgeous and everything was glowing gold in the sunlight ☀️

My Secret Santa for @glitterfayy , a little what-if Mav and Hangman had hit it off at the Hard Deck that first night ;)) I hope you like it!!

Day seven of posting my photography 📷

This is Lucy my Labrador! She’s the goodest girl 🥹🥰 (There will be many Lucy photos in the future!)

Kate Carter + Tyler Owens & The Twister Gesture (Twisters 2024)