#dombell

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I made an Etsy digital goods listing for my Muse shimejis!

HERE you can get all three buddies in one package

And there's also a never before released belldom shimeji I made as well... this was nearly ten years ago so I feel pain when looking at this shit but I'm sure there are still some fans out there who may enjoy.

Short video to show a small snippet of what they can do:

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They’re a happy family

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Finally got to meet Valkyrie! #Dombell #Muse #RedRocks (at Red Rocks Park and Amphitheatre)

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what song do you think exposes Matt's feelings for Dom?

WELL, I’ve been reading lots of the old lyrics lately because of the fanfic I am writing now, and I can tell you that they used to be more ambiguous back then than now. For example, we know that the big gay song is such a confession that it cannot be topped but “Agitated” seems to be a prologue to “Resistance” in such a way... it seems like Matt’s trying to cope with what he’s feeling (thinking he is wrong) so he tries to play it as if it doesn’t hurt him, as if... he didn’t feel anything back then. 

On “Yes, Please” it’s another thing: here he is scared and wondering if something wrong is going to happen for having feelings like these. TBH, Matt handles a lot of the lyrics questions like they don’t remember why he wrote them and such, but I can’t honestly believe he composed something without any heart. These lyrics, as a big gay myself, speak to a gay teen who is confused and falls for another confused gay teen.

This is just for fun, you guys lmao

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005.rtf

Dom pushed Matt onto the mattress, the shorter lad moaned softly as Dom licked his hole to enter him. The lust that consumed them now had been fueled by the champagne they drank after getting an award, and now Matt on his fours and Dom eating him out—pleasure was being vocalised by both of them. 

The blonde didn’t take long to get inside of him and start a violent rhythm against the singer’s arse. Dom held him down pushing him by the back of his head against the bed, squeezing softly only to get a feral sound back from Matt’s throat.

He pulled out before cumming, turning Matt over and spraying him with white strokes on his belly, chest and face. Dom reached down to kiss him desperately, tasting himself and champagne in Matt’s mouth.

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Mornings after their drunken sex sessions were always the same: Dom woke up first, got dressed, only to find Matt had risen already and was out. It frustrated the drummer to no end, knowing it was hard for Matt to admit he liked being with Dom.

They never talked about it, Dom knowing that Matt was in a relationship with G made it impossible for him to feel like he was just a second choice for him.

Dom rehearsed some of the songs in his studio, Matt’s voice ringing clearly in his auricular as he beat his cymbals harder. He started to tear up, and he couldn’t stop the flow of it. He then stopped playing, overwhelmed with the negative feeling of the whole sex-buddies fiasco.

Should they stop altogether?

Would this affect the band somehow?

Dom sobbed soflty while getting into fetal position on the floor, he needed to let it out of his system; for his own good, and the band’s... he took out his mobile and dialed the first number he had a missed called from. It was a groupie.

Their manager, when drunk, gave out their numbers to the people in parties, so most of the interested groupies could reach them if they needed a one night stand. This girl was the same age as him, she came over quicker than Dom anticipated.

When he opened the door, he was astonished at how beautiful she was: dark skin, blue eyes, an afro that balanced her in a sensual way. Her smile left him speechless.

“Can I come in?” she asked knowing she had struck the rockstar. “The name’s Michelle and I’m very glad I’ve got to meet you.” She was wearing a red raincoat and red shoes.

“I—” Dom coughed. “Of course, I’m glad you picked up.” He let her in, and as soon as Dom closed the door, the woman opened her raincoat and let it fall down. She was wearing nothing but a very revealing underwear... Dom felt a twitch in his cock.

“To be completely honest, I can’t wait to please you in whatever way you need me to, Dominic...” she pushed him against the wall and licked on his lips. She took his hand and guided it to one of her breasts. “I’m yours for today.” 

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Michelle woke him up to let him know she was leaving, she had an appointment and couldn’t go dressed like this, so she had to get back to her flat to take a shower and change her clothes. Dom got up immediately and helped her out.

He felt refreshed after his one night... morning with her. Maybe this was the solution... maybe. Dom called his manager. He needed more numbers.

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It had been eight months since the last time he had fucked with Matt. Women came and went through his door as if he was selling a miraculous product. Gigs were going incredibly well, and now the recording company wanted them to make a second album with some singles on the side. 

Keeping his true desires inside his head and not acting on them was working on their success.

Matt’s relationship with G had its ups and downs. Honestly more downs than ups but Matt found writing and composing as his refuge. They were creating better things for their future and it was all that mattered. 

Origin of Symmetry came out, and there were some problems in the US with the CD. It was Matt’s voice, it didn’t please the Americans. Their first reaction was to laugh, but then it really hit Matt’s self-confidence.

“Fuck them.” Dom told him after they hung up with their US manager. “You’re a success here, it doesn’t mean you’re a failure. We are in this with you, you know?” Matt smiled softly at him, a peculiar sadness could be seen on his eyes.

“What if we drop out?” Chris added. “I mean... we have awards here.. we could just search for another record label in America.”

“I agree.” Dom got up. “Let’s leave them. We’re going to succeed anyways.” Matt looked up at them and smiled. He nodded.

“Alright, let’s call them and send them off.” He dialed them once more and just told them to: “Fuck off, this is Matt Bellamy, by the way.” To which he had a pissed answer for that. They were out in less than a minute. They felt free somehow.

The three of them congratulated each other with hugs and laughed. Chris’ cellphone rang, and he excused himself quickly. He was out and then Matt looked at Dom.

Their eyes met, for a bit of a second Dom thought time had stopped, but then Matt walked with a purpose: he kissed Dom on the lips. Dom didn’t think it twice to kiss him back. Their mouths going as fast as they could to suck on each other. They started moaning, touching their hips, their necks. Dom could feel his cock getting harder. He had missed this.

Then they heard a door, both of them separated instantly, breathlessly. Chris told them he was leaving, he had stuff to pick up but that they would think about the American record label tomorrow. Both nodded and Chris went out.

As soon as Chris was out of the door, Dom pushed Matt on the couch kissing him furiously. Matt groaned as Dom sucked on the skin of his throat.

“You’re the only one that would prefer that we,” Dom shut him with a kiss, “that we lose our American deal than telling me that I’m not made to be a singer.” Dom stopped kissing him and pulled himself above Matt’s spread body to see his eyes.

“You’re a great singer, Matt.” Dom confessed. “Fuck the Americans.” Both snorted and Dom kept kissing his neck, trying to open his own pants. Matt stopped him and shifted so he could sit up. Dom looked at him with a question mark on his face. Matt pushed Dom so he could lie on his back, then finished unzipping Dom’s pants. He took his half-hard cock out and looked up at Dom. Dom gasped as Matt took the head in his mouth, sucking gently. 

He got hard very quickly, it felt so good to have those thin lips surrounding his dick. Up and down. Matt was a good singer... a good musician, so he moved that tongue against his slit like a sinner. Dom shook out of pleasure each time he did that. Matt would look up at him pleased, a smile upon his eyes. 

Dom pulled his hair gently and Matt took the hint to take it deeper, the head hit the back of his throat, the gag reflex pushed him back.

“Oh, shit, that was too much?” Dom asked sitting up to help him. Matt shook his head and pushed Dom on his back, taking the cock in his hand. With a very determined face, he gulped and proceeded to take the whole length inside his mouth. His eyes teared up, but he managed to bob his head quite a few times before pulling it out again. Strings of thick saliva connected his mouth to Dom’s cock. He bit his lower lip and went for the head again. He looked hungry.

He squeezed Dom’s balls, to which the blonde responded with a moan, opening his legs further. Dom rocked his hips, aiding the tightening feeling in his abdomen while Matt licked relentlessly along the whole length. 

“Suck on it.” Dom ordered, and Matt obeyed for once. He bobbed his head seeing how it was clearly doing something to Dom, who twisted his body to the rhythm of Matt’s mouth. Matt then tasted him and Dom started spurting while shaking helplessly, moaning and cursing. Matt swallowed, putting his hand on Dom’s abdomen to try and calm the trembling, but Dom wouldn’t stop shaking.

Matt pulled back and saw how his cock kept spurting, Dom in an orgasmic trance with his eyes closed and a shaking body. Matt cleaned his chin and lips, observing him... after a couple of minutes, Dom sighed.

Dom opened his eyes slowly, Matt smiled and took his hand. 

“Hey, you were—” his phone rang. Matt looked back at Dom. Then Dom’s phone rang. Dom was limp on the sofa, he didn’t even react to it. Dom’s landline started ringing as well. “Fuck it must be about the American label.” Dom closed his eyes again, he was in a pleasure heaven that he had never reached before.

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apart from the songs you've listed already, which are your top 5 belldom songs? and why?

Okay, first, I think that before the Resistance era (that is when B was born) their relationship was bonkers: lots of sex to get rid of stress, etc. but after that era, Dom took the position of an uncle (and Matt trusts him with B) and their relationship is more stable and less sexual. 

> endlessly

Hopelessly I'll love you endlesslyHopelessly I'll give you everythingBut I won't give you upI won't let you downAnd I won't leave you fallingIf the moment ever comes

it explains itself hahaha

> undisclosed desires

I know you've sufferedBut I don't want you to hideIt's cold and lovelessI won't let you be deniedSoothingI'll make you feel pureTrust meYou can be sure

I think that on the songs after the Resistance era there’s a kind of ‘begging’ feeling from Matt. Like he is telling him “it’s ok who you are and look at me, I am doing good so you can do well too.”

> pressure

I'm trapped and my back's up against the wallI see no solution or exit outI'm grinding it out, no one can seeThe pressure's growing exponentiallyI'm trying to keep up to speed with youYour lane changing is oscillating meI'm hitting the ground and I'm sprintingI'm falling behind now I'm tuning out

this one is from the last album. I see a very mature Muse on this last album, tbh. they’re sober and focused strictly on the theme of the CD. It’s amazing. I also think that since we’re talking about the 80′s, they talk as if they were younger again... so the lyrics explore a mature mind in a younger self.

> bliss

Everything about you is how I'd want to beYour freedom comes naturallyEverything about you resonates happinessNow I won't settle for less

I think that he searches a ‘Dom’ in all his gfs hahaha blondes and such. 

> i belong to you

I can't find the words to say When I'm confused I traveled half the world to sayYou are my muse

I just. I just wish they were less gay.

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unrelated but I feel like these were written for G:

> falling away with you

I can't remember when it was goodMoments of happiness in bloomMaybe I just misunderstoodAll of the love we left behindWatching our flash backs intertwineMemories I will never findIn spite of whatever you becomeForget that reckless thing turned onI think our lives have just begun

> falling down

Too late, I already found what I was looking forYou know it wasn't hereNo, it wasn't hereI was calling your nameBut you would never hear me singYou wouldn't let me beginSo I'm crawling away'Cause you broke my heart in two, yeahNo I will not forget you

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004.rtf

"Matt sounded pretty serious about your condition on that call." Chris complained walking out of the drug store while Dom held the door for him. "Some Pepto won't fix a hangover."

"It's not a hangover, Chris." Dom replied, opening the cap and drinking the pink medicine. "What do you think of G and Matt?"

"What do I think? Who cares!" Chris laughed. "What do you mean it's not the hangover?"

"It's complicated."

"Don't tell me you took those small pills the girl in blue was giving out!"

"What? No!" Dom made a face. "The Pepto will calm my bowels for the rest of the day. I'm sorry that I dragged you here. I'm... truly sorry."

"Yeah.. no problem." Chris rolled his eyes. "Look, we're starting to get the good stuff out there, so... let's keep ourselves out of trouble while we reach the stars, yes?" Dom felt as if Chris had slapped him in the face. But he smiled and and bumped his chest with his elbow. 

"Alright, big guy." He closed the Pepto in his hands and threw it in the plastic bag. "Now, let me invite you some breakfast."

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It was obvious to say, they didn't refrain themselves from parties. Alcohol, weed and hallucinogens were common in their place, nothing wrong about seeing constellations right there in the living room. 

Dom had promised himself to not to fall for Matt's needy requests again. But lately, he was with G all the time. It was annoying somehow. 

G was a psychologist. She was good at what she did in Italy and she wanted to grow there. Matt was all the opposite of her, he was a rockstar. G didn't seem to take him seriously sometimes, but because Matt refused to grow up. He liked having fun too much. But he liked her as well. He dueled inside about what to do, so sometimes he put on a mature front for her only to ruin it the next moment.  G wasn't an idiot, she knew that she had Matt in the palm of her hand, and she could crush him whenever she felt like it.

Dom disliked how frequent he heard Matt begging her to come to a gig, only to end up crying sometimes because she was not available.  

Now he was high enough that he was laughing with some other guys on a couch. He wasn't paying much attention on what they were chatting about, but the whole Matt and G thing was filling his mind like toxic waste. "This new song you're playing at your gigs... that says "your shut up lies'..." the teen started laughing real hard. Dom tried really hard to remember which one he was referring to, "who are you talking to? Did you write the lyrics together?" They laugh for a minute and then they all stared at Dom. He was still trying to figure it out which song the guy was talking about. "Uhh... he does all the lyrics." Dom sighed. "Matt is the one who writes them... oh, now I know which one you say! That one—" "Does he have a girlfriend?" One of the women asked. She wasn't high, but was curious. Dom frowned. "I think..."

"Oh, then it's for her!" The guy shouted. Everyone laughed. "It sounds like he feels it's forbidden, do you guys have like a deal of no-dating?"

"Uh..."

"Yeah, you know. You don't want a Yoko Ono in the house. We'd hate to see you flop..." Dom felt his heartbeat hammer inside his chest. He tried to answer, to process their opinions—but he ended up vomiting right in front of them. "Eww, mate. You should talk about the dates then."

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"Vomiting is becoming frequent for you..." Chris sighed. "Grass didn't affect you this way back in Devon, is it stronger now?" Dom sighed, both were sitting in a waiting room of a clinic of the NHS. It wasn't empty. There were lots of older people and drunks. 

"I know, it's just that... this whole thing is driving me crazy." Dom replied. He didn't want to confess to Chris here but he felt like he had to. 

"What 'thing'?" Dom held his breath. He wasn't going to confess. 

"You and Matt have girlfriends. You don't have the fights Matt is having. What if this... starts rotting the band?" Dom wished this could work. Chris frowned. 

"Where is this coming from?"

"Forget it." Dom sighed. "My trip went wrong when these guys started asking about the lyrics and warning me about Yoko Ono." Both snorted and smiled. 

"I don't think Matt would put her above us." Dom agreed with Chris. He took out the Pepto and chugged at it for the last time.

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"Matt, when was 'Yes, Please' written?" Dom asked while Matt tuned his guitar. "Or 'Agitated'?"

"Are you keeping record of them?" He asked not looking at him. 

"Uh... yes. We didn't add them to the album but weren't they part of your old notebook?" Dom bit his lower bit while Matt looked up, as if he was trying to recall. Then he jumped victoriously as he had tuned his guitar at last. "Did you hear what I just—?"

"Why do you want to know this stuff?" Matt rolled his eyes. "It's not important now."

"Once we become famous... it will be." Matt scoffed but Dom smiled. 

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Matt always smashed his guitars against the floor. This gig, was bigger than usual and it got to Matt's head. He was nervous before going out. Dom saw him taking a couple of vodka shots before their call.

  On top of the stage, by the end, Matt jumped on Dom's drums and right on top of him. Dom felt nauseous but he was fighting against a drunk Matt right in front of everyone.

  The applause and cheers could be heard, but they weren't hearing the spew Matt was shouting. Dom responded with insults too. He didn't even know if he was for real or not. He was just answering in the heat of the moment. 

"Fuck you, fuck me!" Matt spat on him and then, their staff members pull them apart. Dom didn't reply and just stared at him with a frown upon his face. What the hell, Matt?

The next band started playing, Chris was on a call with his girlfriend when Dom decided to search for Matt. He was a bit hurt, after all.

  The hall was empty, he walked with a faint sound of the music outside. There were boxes of equipment everywhere, and a dim light guiding you safely through the safe narrow path. Then Matt appeared from the shadows. Dom held him by his shirt and pushed him against the wall, two boxes of Marshall on their sides as a cave. 

"What the fuck was that, Matt?" He demanded, Matt couldn't look him on the face. "Don't you ever jump on me like that on stage again, you hear me? You almost broke my nose, you twat!" Matt let a small laugh out that sparked something in Dom. He turned Matt around and pushed him harder against the wall, the vibrations of the bass penetrating against his skull. 

"You're going to show me what a man you are now?" Mocked Matt. "Pull my pants down and fuck me right here if you dare." Dom's cock twitched at his sentence. He got close to Matt's neck and suck on it desperately, while opening the zipper of his pants.

  He stroked himself a few times, Matt pushing his own pants down to save some time. Dom breathed heavily against the back of his neck. 

"Fuck, Matt, you're such an idiot." He spat on his own cock, stroke it and then hot inside of him. Matt choked with his own moan. Dom pulled his hair and then pushed him against the wall again. Matt groaned. "Shut the fuck up!" He started settling a rhythm with his thrusts, Matt making the sounds he didn't remember doing from the last couple of times, since they were dead drunk.

  It was rough. Dom, in his rage, pulled and pushed Matt's head while he fucked him mercilessly from behind. Matt just let him do it. Dom filled him with his cum with a grunt and a bite on his ear. Matt gasped.

  The blonde pulled out and zipped his pants breathlessly. Matt didn't move. Dom wondered if he was alright but then he heard a metallic door open. He looked at the body of Matt, limp against the wall, his eyes closed, his pants down showing a sore arsehole.

  Dom pulled the pants up, told him to hurry and then went back to where he has come from. His own staff had come to pick up the last boxes of equipment. The drummer felt dirty after that. Now that both had done it consciously, he felt like this was for real. He wondered if he was going to break up with G now that they were... friends with benefits. God.

  Dom couldn't stop thinking. Chris saw him with a worried face and offered some mineral water as support. 

"You're still jumpy after the whole 'Matt-almost-killed-you' thing?" Dom took the glass and drunk down the whole thing at once. "Wow, you were thirsty."

"I'm just..." he trailed off and Chris noticed he wasn't alright.

"Just two more gigs and then we go back to London, don't worry. Kelly and I would love if you joined us in our dining room. She's planning a British feast, since we've been out here for far too long." Chris touched his shoulder to which Dom reacted with a jump. "I'm not going to hurt you, man." Dom looked at him and then embraced him for a hug. Chris welcomed it. He genuinely wanted the best for him. 

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The next two concerts were good. Matt behaved normally and apologised to Dom for jumping on him at the stage. Dom told him that there was no problem, but that he should warn him next time.

  They took turns on answering the messages they got on their forum, and enjoyed laughing at how idiotic some of their non-fans were. Back in London, Kelly received them at their home, their cozy place outside of London that reminded them of Devon.

  There was indeed a feast, and Dom couldn't stop himself from grabbing the scones as soon as he saw them on the table.

  Everyone had wine or beer on their hands, and talked about their tour in Europe. Kelly listened and laughed about it. Then the doorbell rang. 

"Oh, she's here!" Matt jumped excitedly to the door. Dom rolled his eyes and finished his beer can. "G! Welcome to the Wolstenholme chalet!" He shouted opening the door. G had a bottle of wine in her hand and a balloon on the other. Dom excused himself to the bathroom while everyone received G with the proper salutations.

He looked himself on the mirror. He felt as he owed this to Matt since their hate-fucking session a week ago. He bit his lower lip just by thinking about it. After that day, Matt didn’t mention the event. He apologised for his behaviour, but never said if he had enjoyed it or not… nothing. Dom sometimes felt like he was imagining it all. His confusion fed his frustration, and he ended up playing on the drums for hours to exhaust himself.

A knock on the door.

“I’m here!” Dom took a handful of water before opening the door. It was G. “Oh, sorry.”

“Nothing to apologise for, Dominic.”

“Oh, just call me Dom.” He coughed nervously. “The toilet is all yours, sorry.” He opened the door for her to enter and he exited trying to smile politely at her.

He had to change his attitude towards her if he wanted to keep Matt beside him.

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Neutron Star Collision

This took approximately 93 hours of work. I started in February and actually finished May 25, 2017.

Sadly, I didn’t get to finish all I had in mind for it because school ended and I was using photoshop at the school, which I don’t have at home and can’t afford. :( I feel like this is okay enough it could pass as a completed animation! :)

It’s rotoscope with two layers of free hand animation on top of it. Each frame (~700 frames) took 5-9 minutes to trace for the rotoscope part. I have no clue how long the free hand parts took. The reason I worked so long on this without growing tired of it (at the expense of any social life) is because animation is something I am very passionate about and I would to pursue in my career.

NOW. The issue is: copyright claims!! I’ve spent months trying to loop the song up and slow it down and various other things to try and post it to YouTube but to no avail. I just hope THIS will stay up…

EDIT: It stayed up :)