Still Life With Grapes

Still life with wine and blueberries

Sometimes the song is so damn good you just have to illustrate it.

https://lono.bandcamp.com/track/--5 

Jon Bon Jovi and Richie Sambora in their previous incarnations as duet of bards in medieval Europe (I'm thinking Italy). So I guess you can say they're still in the 80s, but it's 1480s.

Here I imagine them being kind of travelling musicians - in this particular scene they're performing on a medieval fair, connected to some seasonal festivity; and there always are other places for them to play at, as well as to meet their fellow musicians. I'd say they're doing great.

Aside of aesthetic there's another reason why I chose middle ages as a setting. Sometimes I learn things that make me think we, our society, our rules and laws and those cishet men of power who write them, are still mentally living in some clone of the ancient world. This feeling haunts me, and it's my healthy way to express it, apparently.

I love the result, and I love being inspired again after such a long period of emptiness. Great thanks to fandom for making me feel alive.

Pockets of an archetypical 80s rocker.

These two fellas are leprechaun Sean Devine and trooping fairy Count Grogan. The story says they hate each other - not just because of the ages-old rivalry between their clans, but also on a purely personal level. 

And you know what, I don't buy it, 'cause this supposed interpersonal hatred looks like silent longing and repressed desire™. 

When another one of their fights goes too far, they both end up in the underworld. And I think this is the perfect opportunity for them to take a deep breath, calm down and face the truth - they feel something... and it's not hate.

Mötley Crüe after a show. Shout At The Devil Era. Part II.

Cookies need love like everything does.

I'm tired of waiting

An' closing my eyes

I'm asking myself

Why is it all my horizons

Are so far away

I look in the mirror

Don't like what I see

In my reflection

A stranger is staring at me

Looking for love

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I understand these lines exactly how they're illustrated.

Man sees a stranger in the mirror, and this stranger looks so longing-for he begins to drill with eyes a lyric hero. And I believe this passage has a continuation.

When I had listened to these words closely, joyful relief and stupid giggling started to tear me apart, because it seemed like a clear allusion on slash (and selfcest). Which would mean classic rock is not entirely soaked with heteronormativity and toxic masculinity.

I know what the song tells about further. But I better close eyes on it and leave my delight untouched.

Supernatural

Harvelle`s Roadhouse

The moment when after learning a lesson from his teacher the apprentice stops perceiving his nearly dollish beauty as a curse that makes others stare at him shamelessly. Now he views it as a power able to take away anyone’s will. Which means the shame he used to feel when looking at his naked body becomes an obsolete, needless feeling.

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https://ficbook.net/readfic/1940249/5830585#part_content