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auras-moonstone · 8 months

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august — ethan landry (part two)

word count: 1,674

pairing: hockey player!ethan landry x fem!reader

summary: after a couple of days filled with avoidance and sadness, y/n and ethan finally talk.

author’s note: there was obviously no other way of ending august season than with part two. i loved writing these august stories, and i hope i didn’t disappoint with this second part <3

part one part two

DAYS HAD GONE BY SINCE THE TALK AT THE PARKING LOT, SINCE Y/N ACCIDENTALLY TOLD ETHAN SHE LOVED HIM AND SINCE DREW FOUND ETHAN CRYING IN THE HALLWAY. The boy had been completely honest with Drew, telling him all about their summer. At first he was really pissed at Ethan, but then realized that, even though the boy had messed up badly, his intentions were good. He didn’t want to humiliate Betty in front of the school, but he could’ve handled things a bit better.

The day after the fight, Ethan broke up with Betty, and the news flashed around the school in the blink of an eye. Y/N had heard the rumours from Inez, but since most times you couldn’t believe a word she says—she was the gossip of the school and her data was almost always wrong—, she tried to ignore it.

“I think this time it is true” Willow said, talking about the break up rumour.

Y/N shrugged “I don’t know. Mr. Golden Boy doesn’t want to cause any unnecessary drama near the match” she said bitterly.

“I can’t believe he said that” her blonde friend shook her head in disbelief. “I honestly thought you’d be together by the end of the day.”

“Why?”

“Because it’s hard to resist those puppy brown ey- holy shit you look like you’re going to kill me” Willow laughed. “I’m just stating a fact, Y/N/N. I don’t have a crush on him or anything.”

“I was just too hurt to be deceived by his gorgeous, irresistible brown eyes” Y/N said.

“Even when you’re mad at him you’re simping” Willow laughed in amazement.

Y/N groaned “I’m hopeless. Everytime I compliment him, you have to pinch me in the arm.”

“Deal”

Y/N LAID ON HER BED STARING AT THE CEILING WISHING TIME WOULD SLOW DOWN. It was the day of the match, she had her brother’s jersey on—which made her sad because it reminded her of when she wore Ethan’s—and was waiting for his brother to be ready to go to the venue.

She wanted time to freeze, she wanted to avoid that hockey game. Obviously, the reason why she was dreading to go was Ethan. She hadn’t seen his stunning face since the parking lot disaster, she had been playing hide-and-seek with him, doing everything not to cross paths with him. Not that Ethan had tried talking to her—which made her both relieved and angry.

“This is too close” Y/N sighed, as they sat on the bench, very near the ice rink.

“Relax, he will be wearing a helmet. You’re safe from his charm” Willow tried calmed her down.

“His charm is also his ridiculous tall frame” Y/N replied.

“God” Willow groaned in frustration. “You two need to talk cause you’re driving me crazy.”

Y/N looked at her guiltily “I’m sorry, Willow. I’m the worst.”

“Fuck, no no. Now I feel bad, I was kidding, Y/N/N” she hugged her. “But seriously, are you ever going to talk about it properly?”

“I don’t know” Y/N looked down at her lap. “He hasn’t tried to… maybe he’s done with me.”

“I doubt that.” Willow said confidently.

“Do you think I should be the one who makes the first step?” Y/N asked.

The blond girl shook her head “No, he’s the one who should be apologizing.”

“Right” she said, shifting on her seat.

Willow eyed the action carefully. “You’re actually thinking about making the first step.” she accused her.

“It has crossed my mind several times, but I’m not going to do it” she assured her. “I really miss him, tho.”

“I know” Willow took her hand in comfort.

The players entered the rink, and Drew instantly searched for his sister, waving at her. She waved back just as enthusiastically as him.

“Golden boy alert” Willow whispered from beside her.

Right behind Drew stood Ethan. Y/N couldn’t see his face, as it was covered by the helmet, but his broad shoulders and large frame were recognisable. For a moment, she forgot what had happened between them, and she almost smiled. It was like a reflect, because that’s what she used to do every time he looked at her from the rink.

Ethan would be lying if he said he had forgotten how pretty Y/N looked on that hockey jersey, because the image of her in it lingered on his mind. Everything about her was tattooed on his mind. He wanted to skate towards her and hug her until his arms grew restless, and he probably would’ve, if the whistle hadn’t blown.

When Ethan scored the first goal, Y/N’s chest bursted with proudness and happiness and celebrated loudly with the rest of the spectators. And then, Ethan broke the group hug to look towards the seats—towards her. He raised his hockey stick to point it at her, and Y/N stood frozen on her place as she felt countless pairs of eyes glued to her frame.

“Did he just-“ Y/N whispered, to no one in particular.

“Holy shit, Y/N/N” Willow said, almost as shocked as her. “He dedicated you his fucking goal. In front of the whole university. And you thought he was done with you.”

She couldn’t help but smile widely. Was she weak? Maybe. But she just missed him too much to be mad anymore.

THE CELEBRATION PARTY WAS APPARENTLY HOSTED BY DREW, SO Y/N ARRIVED HOME AND SOON IT WAS FILLED WITH DRUNK PEOPLE AND LOUD MUSIC. She locked her room and decided to stay in her porch listening to her own music. People that passed by looked at her weirdly. Everyone was partying in their nice outfits and she was sitting outside alone, in her pjs and cardigan.

Ethan saw her as he got closer to her house, and his chest compressed. It was like he couldn’t breathe. He just showed up to the party to talk to her. The speech had been rehearsed in front of the mirror ever since he got home the day of their fallout. He had dreamed about this countless of times, and he had seen every possible outcome. Hopefully, the night would end with both of them kissing on the porch.

Y/N raised her head at the sound of the wood creaking, and there he was—standing in her front porch light, with his sequin smile, Levi’s and a hoodie.

“Hi” she said softly. Her voice felt like a caress to his ears.

“You’re here alone” Ethan said confused, leaning against the wooden railing, right in front of her.

“I hate the crowds, you know that.” Y/N said simply. “You’re not dressed for a party.”

“I didn’t come here for the party” Ethan confessed. Y/N looked at him expectantly. “I know that what I did to you was the worst, but I swear I didn’t mean to hurt you. I… I don’t have feelings for Betty, but I didn’t want her to be humiliated in the hallways, so I thought I should wait until the end of classes. And then she pulled my arm around her, and you saw it and-shit I messed up so badly, Y/N. I’m not proud of how I handled things. I don’t know if you’ll forgive me, but I don’t want you to doubt that I love you. Because I do, so fucking much. The only thing I want to do is make it up to you, so tell me what you need—time, not to talk to you ever again, punch me. Whatever. But I really am sorry and I miss you.”

There. He finally explained things, and now it was up to her. Would she have him? Would she still want him? Or would she tell him to go fuck himself?

“I’m not going to say I overreacted, because I didn’t. That day felt like a punch in the face, but I understand what you did. We both handled things horribly, we were so consumed by us that we should’ve realized it was something that needed to be addressed before classes started.” Y/N said, and then smiled so beautifully that Ethan wanted to cry. He didn’t want to stop having the privilege of seeing it. He needed her back. “You’re a good person, way better than me, because I didn’t even think about what it would be like for Betty.”

“Well, she has always been mean to you…” Ethan spoke.

“Yeah, but still. It was bitchy of me, and sweet of you. I’m sorry, I should’ve let you explain way earlier but…”

Ethan shook his head. “You were hurt, I get that. I understand, and you shouldn’t apologise for that.”

Y/N stood up, cardigan sliding from one of her shoulders, and slowly made her way to him. “Hi”

Ethan chuckled and the corners of her lips turned upwards. She had missed making him laugh, but above all she missed the way his eyes shone when he laughed. “Hi… hey, what happened to your arm?” he asked, dragging the fabric of the cardigan even lower to inspect her bruises.

“Oh… that was Willow” Y/N said, and the boy widened his eyes.

“Willow hit you?!”

“No, she just pinched me a lot… because I asked her to” she explained, but Ethan looked even more confused. “Never mind, just don’t worry about it.”

“Your kinks turned weird” Ethan laughed when she bumped her shoulder with his. Then, he patted the wooden rail next to him. “Sit here.”

“What are we doing?” she asked when he took a step closer, stepping between her legs. Ethan just lowered his head to press kisses on her bruises.

“There, I kissed it better” Ethan smiled. Y/N couldn’t believe how a human being could be so adorable.

She wrapped her arms around his waist and rested the side of her face on his chest. “I missed you. I love you”

“Missed you too, and love you even more” he put his forehead on her shoulder, embracing the confort that the girl’s touch gave him. A few minutes passed, and Y/N called his name to make him look up. “Yeah?”

“I want to kiss you” Y/N whispered.

“Do it. I’m certainly not opposed.”

Their lips met with eagerness after days of pining and longing, and they didn’t stop moving until a group of drunk players stepped on the porch.

“Want to go my car?” Y/N asked, and Ethan nodded immediately.

The back of her car was a bit small for both of them, but they didn’t care. Being with each other was all they needed.

tags: @yookayyo @kn1n3 @midnightmystic @1horrormoviewhore1 @bugballer @hwalllllllelujah <3

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tiannasfanfic · 1 year

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Happy Birthday

Eddie Munson x Reader (Smut)

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Summary: This year, Eddie Munson may have finally outdid you when it comes to birthday gifts.

Rating: Explicit 18+

Author Note: Afab Reader, they/them pronouns (if any). Rockstar!Eddie x Hotwife!Reader. Rock Star AU. Reader is bi or pan (not specified in story). My Pansexual!Reader concept has grown into a Hotwife!Reader. This is pure, unadulterated, shameless smut. Absolute filth ahead. *sorrynotsorry*

CW: Foursome (three f, one m); oral (f receiving); fingering; masturbation (m); face sitting; squirting; voyeurism; sex (p in v); praise; nipple play.

Word Count: 2,094

Ever since the two of you had known each other, you and Eddie always tried to one up each other when it came to birthday gifts.

This only escalated once Corroded Coffin took off and the two of you had the money to get really ridiculous with it, going to outrageous, but thoughtful, lengths to top the other’s gift from their previous birthday.

While you always looked forward to seeing what Eddie was going to do on your birthday, he had really outdone himself this year. The night wasn’t even over yet and you had no idea how you were going to top this one.

“O-Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, oh my god, fuck, fuuuuck!”

You were nearly screaming, your entire body trembling as your second orgasm rushed through your body, prompted by the rapid flicking of a pierced tongue directly over your clit.

“Look at her legs shake, Eddie!” came a giggly voice from slightly above you. “That was a good one!”

There was a soft “mm” sound from between your legs as you felt the tongue slide down from your clit to start softly licking at your entrance.

A rush of air escaped your throat in a gasp. Lifting yourself up on your elbows, you opened your eyes to watch what was happening.

You found yourself looking into the big green eyes of the woman devouring you, her gaze locked onto your face, watching your expressions with rapt interest.

She stopped probing you with her tongue for a moment to grin up at you.

“Feel good, ?” she asked, before placing a soft kiss right above your clit.

“F-fuck yes,” you said, nodding rapidly.

“Mmm, I’m glad,” she said, then began dipping her tongue in and out of your dripping pussy.

“Gonna be down there awhile, you think?” said the giggling voice next to you.

This voice brought your attention back to the third woman here with you on the bed, a curvy, brown eyed blonde. You would have been hard pressed to say who was hotter, her or the redhead between your legs.

“Oh yeah,” said the redhead, whose name was Vicky, then she propped herself up on one elbow to lean up towards Betty, the blonde, and puckered her lips towards her. “Here. Have a taste.”

Betty leaned over from where she was kneeling next to you to kiss her friend intensely.

“Mmm,” said Betty, licking her lips as she pulled away from the kiss before grinning down to you. “You do taste amazing. Can’t wait to get my own tongue in there.”

“I told you both that you were in for a treat,” came Eddie’s voice from across the room.

Your gaze swiveled at the sound of his voice, locking onto him where he was sitting in an armchair next to the bed.

Just the sight of him made you groan softly.

Eddie was stripped to the waist and at some point had changed from his jeans to a pair of loose gray sweats. Between that and his reclined pose, you could see how hard he was from watching you three on the bed.

You started to stretch your free hand out to him, your other one holding onto the back of Vicky's head. A gasp left your lips soon as Betty’s mouth came back down around one of your nipples.

“C’mere, baby,” you whined to Eddie. “Lemme suck your cock.”

While Eddie palmed himself through his sweats and groaned at your words, he shook his head at you.

“Not yet, sweetheart,” he said with a smile, his voice that low tone it always was when he was severely turned on. “Vicky and Betty here were eye fucking you at the after party, not me.”

A loud moan left your lips then as Vicky stopped licking your entrance in favor of going back to your clit. But she didn’t leave your dripping hole unattended for too long before she sank a finger into you.

“Then Eddie approached us and said it’s your birthday,” giggled Betty against your chest before she kissed and licked her way up to your mouth. “That was an offer we definitely couldn’t refuse.”

Vicky hummed against your clit in agreement as she began sliding her finger in and out of you. Soon she added a second, causing your eyes to close again as you moaned loudly.

“Now, enjoy yourself, sweetheart,” you heard Eddie say. “These fine ladies are going to take good care of you.”

Betty’s lips captured yours then in a deep kiss right as Vicky curved her fingers inside you. You opened your mouth against hers in a moan, which Betty took full advantage of. Her tongue slipped into your mouth as she used two fingers on each hand to tease and flick both of your nipples.

As Betty went to work on your mouth and tits, Vicky’s movements became slower. It was almost lazy the way she ran the tip of her tongue around your clit. After a couple of passes, she placed a soft kiss directly on it, then lifted her head to look at Betty.

“Maybe Y/N just needs something to keep their mouth busy,” she said, then lightly licked a stripe up your slit, making you gasp.

Vicky pulled back just a bit to look in your eyes.

“Is it that, pretty girl?” she asked. “You just want anything to lick and suck, don’t you?”

Words were a bit beyond you at this point, you just nodded your head rapidly, looking up at Betty with wide eyes.

She grinned down at you, then leaned back on her knees.

“What would you like, these?” she asked, bringing her hands up to squeeze her own bare tits. “Or…”

She trailed one hand down her body, your eyes following it the whole way, to start lightly rubbing her pussy through the lace g string she still wore.

“This?”

Your eyes followed Betty’s movements with rapt attention as her fingers worked over the flimsy black lace. It was a very loose weave of lace, letting you see her slit through it. You couldn’t help but lick your lips, then your gaze traveled up her body back to her eyes.

“P-please sit on my face,” you whimpered softly, then moaned as Vicky pumped her fingers into you harder before slowing back down.

Betty grinned down at you.

“Now how could I say no to that?”

You couldn’t help but giggle as you lay back on the bed, watching her shed the g string.

As she was shifting around to the bed to get into position, you took one last look over at Eddie. Now he had his cock free of his sweats and one hand wrapped around it. He was stroking himself slowly, lazily, not a pace that would make him cum anytime soon.

His eyes locked onto yours and he grinned playfully.

“Happy Birthday, sweetheart,” he said. “I love you.”

There wasn’t any time for you to reply. Betty moved just then so one knee was on either side of your head. Now all you could see was her pillowy thighs and her beautiful pussy just a few inches above her face.

Just the sight alone made you moan.

“Ready?” Betty giggled down at you as she took ahold of the headboard for balance.

“Mmhmm,” you said, nodding eagerly as your hands came up to rub the backs of her thighs. “Wanna taste you, beautiful.”

Without another word, she lowered herself down on your eager mouth, where you wasted no time before running your tongue through her wet folds. As Vicky continued to slowly fuck you with her fingers, you slid your tongue as far into Betty’s pussy as it could go, wiggling it and earning a gasp from above you.

You opened your eyes and looked up at her, meeting her gaze as she leaned over against the headboard to watch you eat her pussy. Winking at her, you trailed your tongue back up to her clit at the same time you wrapped your arms around her thighs. You then pulled her down even further into your mouth and you eagerly latched onto her, sucking on her sensitive bud with enthusiasm.

It didn’t take long before the bedroom was filled with Betty’s moans and gasp.

“Oh my god!” she exclaimed, breaking eye contact finally to throw her head back, arching back forward.

“Did I forget to mention how absolutely sinful Y/N is with their mouth?” you could hear Eddie say under Betty’s moans.

To empathize his words, you let go of her clit with your lips to start working it over with your tongue instead.

“God, fuck!” Betty cried, holding onto the headboard and starting to grind her pussy down against your mouth.

At that time, Vicky started fingering you harder, making you gasp and moan around Betty’s clit, which made her moan even more.

“Make her cum, sweetheart,” you heard Eddie say to you. “Show Betty here what that mouth can do.”

Not in a teasing mood, you did what you were told, your tongue working her clit with rapid fire speed, circling and flicking over it with skilled precision. It didn’t take long before her thighs were trembling on either side of your head as her hips rocked forward. You softly nipped at the hood of her clit, making her gasp loudly, before going back to work with her tongue.

It didn’t take much longer before Betty was coming undone. Your face became even more messy with her wetness as she humped your mouth through her orgasm. Then you eagerly switched from her clit to her dripping pussy, your hands gripping her thighs just under her ass to spread her open wider. She moaned and whimpered as your tongue swirled around her entrance before diving back in.

“F-fuck, pretty girl, your tongue is magic,” she moaned loudly.

At that moment, Vicky wrapped her lips around your clit and started sucking on it hard as she pumped her fingers in and out of you.

You moaned loudly into Betty’s folds as you felt the coil in you start to build for the third time tonight, but now you wanted Betty to cum with you this time. You slid one hand fully between her legs to push your fingers into her, your tongue lapping up her wetness as it dripped out of her before going back to flick over her clit. Keeping the same pace with Vicky, soon you and Betty both were moaning loudly in unison.

The vibrations of your mouth around her clit had Betty cumming again. As her cum and wetness ran down from your fingers, you kept the same pace to fuck her through her orgasm. When the coil finally snapped and you let out a carnal moan against Betty’s clit, her body started trembling.

“G-gonna c-c-“ Betty panted, trying to grind herself on both your mouth and fingers at the same time, before she suddenly cried out and clenched tight around you in a surprise orgasm.

And what a surprise it was.

A stream of liquid suddenly drenched your chin and neck as Betty squirted on your face. You eagerly lapped your tongue through her dripping slit, moaning softly at her taste.

Your body was trembling now, the motions of your tongue growing erratic as Vicky continued to work her fingers in and out of you the way you were still finger fucking Betty. It was only seconds before you were crying out as your own pussy gushed around Vicky’s fingers.

“Holy shit,” you heard Eddie say from his chair, sounding awestruck.

Soon, you, Betty and Vicky were laying in each other’s arms, two of you trembling and giggling in your post orgasm bliss, the third holding and stroking you both soothingly.

After a while, you felt two strong hands grasp your ankles, and soon your body was pulled down to the edge on the bed, where you found yourself looking up into Eddie’s grinning face.

“Don’t tell me you’re all tapped out now,” he said playfully, capturing one of your legs to place it over his shoulder. “I haven’t had a turn with you yet.”

Without giving you time to reply, Eddie lined the head of his cock up with your entrance and slid his hard length into you in one smooth motion.

As your eyes rolled up into the back of your head, you had just a moment to wonder how on earth you were going to top this birthday before he started pounding himself into you and you lost all capacity for rational thought.

Eddie Munson Taglist: @eddie-swhore @bmunson86 @tayhar811

#eddie munson #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson one shot #rockstar!eddie #rockstar eddie munson

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steddietogo · 1 year

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Made With Love

Part 3 of Steddie Tik Tok au: The Halloween Vlog

Read part 2 <<here

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Robin is in a pinstriped three-piece suit, her short brown hair dyed black and slicked back, with a badly drawn moustache on her face. “Unhapphy, darphling?” She speaks around a rose stem she’s holding between her teeth.

“Oh yes,” The camera pans to Eddie lounging on an armchair. He’s ditched his usual band tee and ripped jeans combo for a tight black dress with the deepest neckline known to man, the long black fabric pooling around his feet. He raises his arm, bell sleeve flaring, and flips his straightened hair behind his shoulders with red painted nails. “Yes completely,” deep red lips curve into smile and he bats his eyes, heavily lined and dusted in smokey grey eyeshadow.

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“Originally, we were supposed to be the Sanderson sisters for Halloween but someone—” Robin looks at something pointedly off camera, “—decided to go off and commit to a group costume with his long-distance babysitting wards without consulting us,”

“This—” Eddie strikes a pose as Robin gestures to them, “—was supposed to be a revenge costume but now we feel kinda bad because—” the camera flips around to show a pile of blankets on the couch, “Dingus is now down with the flu,” A hand emerges from its depths and flips them off.

“I think he’s going as The Thing,” Eddie says and they both snicker.

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Eddie is in the kitchen using Steve’s recording set up. “My darling Gomez has gone off to party, it’s just me and Steve at home now,” he sighs dramatically, “Alas, I knocked him out with cough syrup so he won’t be up for a couple hours,”

“And I found this recipe for chicken noodle soup and I, Eddie Munson who cannot cook to save my own life, am going to put it to test since Steve keeps saying ‘anyone can make it’. Were gonna find out today baby,”. Eddie’s reading off of a book as he lays out everything he would need on the counter, announcing each item as he takes them out. “I hope I’m using the right pot and Steve won’t kill me,”

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Eddie is slow dancing to Lady Gaga with a plastic skeleton meant for decoration, his dress swishing around him as he twirls with his inanimate dance partner. During a particularly enthusiastic dip, the skeleton’s skull breaks off from the rest of the body and rolls away.

“Betty! Noooo!” Eddie cries, falling to his knees.

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“No one told me how sweaty cooking can make you,” Eddie’s twisting his hair up in a bun, “But I’m committed to it now, I will not be bested by soup,”

“Look at this, my make up isn’t the only thing melting in the heat,” He holds up a bent looking plastic spatula to the camera. “Its totally not because I put it too close to the stove but we’re going to hide the evidence so Steve doesn’t find out,”

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“I accidentally added too much salt, went to the Internet for help and a lot of people say that adding a potato will help fix it,” Eddie explains as he is chopping one. “There are no potatoes in this recipe, so if Steve asks, I’m gonna tell him I have no idea how they got in there,”

“Here goes nothing,” Eddie shoves both sleeves all the way up his arms before dropping all of the potato pieces in at once, making a little bit of the boiling soup splash out of the pot missing him by inches. “Oh shit, that was close. Don’t try this at home kids,”

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“Moment of truth people,” He’s ladling soup into a bowl. “Personally, I’m just surprised this came out edible, but let’s see what the chef has to say about it,”

The clip cuts to Eddie shuffling away from the camera that’s now facing the sofa where Steve is taking a nap. Eddie kneels before him, a gentle hand on Steve’s face as he nudges him wake. Cut to a bleary-eyed Steve sitting up and waving at the camera.

“Just know that if you give me food poisoning on top of the flu, I’ll never forgive you,” he says as Eddie is handing him the bowl. “Why’re there potatoes in here?”

“No reason,” Eddie smiles back innocently at the look Steve gives him before he takes a bite, and then another. Eddie watches, nibbling in his fingernails.

“Oh shit,”

“What?”

“The potato actually makes it better,” he looks like he’s trying to sound annoyed but the smile on his face gives him away. “I’m gonna have to add potatoes to the recipe,”

“Wait. Does that mean my soup is better than yours?”

“It’s still my recipe, Munson,”

“You’re avoiding the question, Harrington,”

“…Maybe?”

Eddie throws his hands up whopping and his sleeve smacks Steve in the face.

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“I was standing there, Morticia-less,” Robin is back and the three of them huddle in the sofa in the darkness of the living room, the only source of light is the movie no one is actually watching.

“—and she’s was wearing that Kate Bush bat dress and we were like ‘that’s close enough’ and then we completely winged a little dance and I only tripped on my own shoe once, you should be proud of me,” Robin is wearing a sash that says ‘Hideout King’ and is going a mile a minute about the party she came back from.

“And then she kissed me when they announced us as the winners, she kissed me Steve!” Robin shakes Steve and then high-fives Eddie so hard he almost falls off the couch.

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Robin is filming Steve launching candy corn from the couch and Eddie, now in his jammies, is on the other side of the coffee table trying to catch them in his mouth. Steve’s laughter is getting increasingly hysterical and his aim is getting poorer while Eddie practically dives left and right trying catch the candy. Steve looks like he’s going to fall off the couch in stitches. The video ends as three are celebrating a complicated twist dive Eddie executed and successfully caught the candy with in mouth.

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Caption says:

@_eddie_munson who do you think edits all the footage?

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Comments:

user80085: who else questioning their sexuality rn?

Dustin H: RIP Betty, you will be missed 😔

Reefing Rick: Why tf don’t I have an Eddie Munson in a Morticia Addams costume cooking in my kitchen? God really has favorites huh

spring roll: So no ones going to talk about how Robin basically came out?

Gayby replying to spring roll: good for her

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Part 4

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A/n: it’s so funny to imagine Steve sitting in his room alone and reviewing an hour-long footage of Eddie messing around in the kitchen. And it cracks him up that every time Eddie messes something up he walks up to the camera and whispers ‘don’t tell Steve’

Steddie tag list: @deehellcat @eddiemunsonswife @missarte-beltane @grtwdsmwhr @kit-means-death

#steddie #eddie munson #steve harrington #stranger things fanfiction #Steddie Tik Tok au #mine

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ladysophiebeckett · 8 months

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tiktok comment sections are always like 'she should have ended up with michel'....the white blonde blue eyed french guy who's trying to colonize the coast of cartagena with some restaurants and also told betty he was gonna pay her less money than what she was making as president of ecomoda? that guy?? sorry, but she's in love with the fucked up brown eyed colombian man who gave her his company so the banks wouldn't jump him. that's just how it is.

#ysblf #betty la fea #i embellished the 'colonize' part bc he did say it was business with other friends and that the restaurant were like 'tropical'#but point still stands--he was gonna pay her less #he heard she was into the boss\employee trope i think but that doesnt work twice michel

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jesuisici33 · 9 months

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WIP Wednesday

tagged by @wikiangela @prince-buck-diaz @mammameesh @spotsandsocks @hippolotamus @folk-fae @thewolvesof1998 (wow do i feel loved!) some more of incubus!eddie/hunter!buck with buck starting a ghost hunt (based on an episode of ghost whisperer and various episodes of supernatural) i just wrote this so i'll probably edit this in a bit to make more sense lol

It’s the second time the 118 responds to a call involving Christa Allen that Buck figures out she’s being haunted by a ghost.

Specifically, the ghost of her fiance’s ex-bride.

He first meets her at a wedding dress boutique. He first spots eyes on a brown haired, brown eyed woman in a wedding dress huddled up with a group of champagne tipsy women outside the shop, all with tears in their eyes as they wait for them to assess the scene.

According to Bobby there’s no sign of what caused the fire. Just that it started near where Christa was showing off the dress she chose for her wedding. A dress that is now partially ruined since the train is now charred.

“This is supposed to be a one of a kind dress! And now it’s ruined! What am I supposed to wear for my wedding now?” Christa cries out as Hen checks her vitals for any other signs of burning or smoke inhalation. From the way Hen is rolling her eyes, Buck can tell she’s waiting for this call to end as quickly as possible.

“I’m sure you’ll find another dress just as perfect. And your partner will look at you as if you’re the most beautiful person in the entire world.”

A window shatters the second Hen finishes her sentence. Christa and Emily, her best friend and maid of honor, scream as they cuddle towards each other. “You don’t think-”

“Shut up, Em!”

Buck raises his eyebrow but doesn’t ask. They’re tipsy and have been through something traumatic. People say interesting things when he’s on these types of scenes. He puts it out of his mind for the time being.

Then when he sees Christa Allen again at a wedding venue, he puts two and two together.

tagging @rmd-writes @apothecarose @alyxmastershipper @monsterrae1 @wandering-night19 @heartbeatdiaz @obsessedwithdavrick @transbuck @betty-boom @wildlife4life @oliverstaark @alrightbuckaroo @rosedavid @ramonaflow @tyfinn @bonheur-cafe @userdisaster

#incubus eddie wip #buck is a good hunter btw it's just that maddie is better at catching the ghosts #wink wink

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hivefleet-hellbender · 1 year

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Pink Horrors of Tzeentch, bound to copper masks

I've been building and painting the start of my Tyranids Hive Fleet for the past three months, and towards the end of November I realized I needed a break. Plus, I'd be traveling to an artist residency program in rural Colombia and I knew I'd want something else to do while I was there. So I decided to build a squad of pink horrors but with an eerie and minimalist twist.

Now if you've seen Games Workshop's Pink Horror models, you'd know they're pretty much dogshit. Their faces are more orkish than daemonic, they have these strange long proportions that don't have much weight to them, and despite their ever-shifting chaotic nature, they look like just a stack of little dudes they look like a stack of little dudes with more arms than usual. They’d fit better in an old Betty Boop cartoon than on the battlefield of the 41st millennium. My goal for this project was the present an aesthetic for Tzeentch that fits with my own taste in monstrosity — blank-eyed every-shifting mounds of flesh that hover on the boundary between symbolism and raw horror.

My journal quickly filled up with drawings of weird masked monsters in the margins. My inspiration came from cubism, along with movies like Mirrormask and Ruban Brandt: Collector. I also was heavily inspired by the copper face on the Abominable Intelligence by John at Ex Profundis. I got really into the idea of the masks as some sort of binding vessel for the Tzeentchian cultists, who could use the daemons as attack dogs by trapping them within copper plates. I wasn't sure if I wanted the models to be 40K or Age of Sigmar, so I tried to keep the designs agnostic and avoid any technology or mechanical bits.

I knew I wanted to use the pink horror model as a base, but that the number and consistent size of arms would be insufficient for my needs. To make sure my little guys had all the arms they needed, I picked up a box of Mantic Games Zombie Horde. This box comes with forty zombies, and most of the arms are perfect and usable, meaning I’ve got about 72 human-sized arms to accompany the much larger horror arms of my gribblies. Towards the end I also picked up a box of blue horrors, so that I can expand my Tzeentch army once I’m done with my infinite ‘Nids.

I made the mask from a couple different pieces of plastic. At first I used these clear disks I had, but they gave the models a “bobble-head” look which… I didn’t hate, but did obscure the size of the horror and make it look a bit too tiny. For later masks, I took the base of the zombie, tidied it up, and carved a face into it. I intentionally kept the faces very minimalist, focusing on just the bare necessities: two eye-holes, a little slit mouth, and a single haphazard nose.

I focused on a very improvisational building approach — using a base of either green stuff blob or a pink horror body, which I then superglued the mask onto and then applied as many arms and legs as I could reasonably manage. Often I would trim an arm straight off the spruce and barely clean it before attaching it on, meaning there's a few moldlines or sprue bits that I can't help but stare at. I think if I was to repeat this process I'd trim all the parts and set them aside before I even started working, but I also had no clue how this would go and was just enjoying the process as a way to decompress after a wildly hectic week.

Once the models were all done, I spraypainted them all white and tossed them in a box with me to Colombia, where they got damaged during transit and had to piece a couple back together with superglue.

I painted the bodies with two layers of Volupus Pink contrast paint, followed by a drybrush of 1 part Red to 3 parts White.

I painted the masks with Gunmetal followed by a wash of 1 part Orange to 1 part Mid Brown wash. Then I did a Dark wash with some streaking, followed by a Verdigris effect paint to get that gunky green rust effect at the edges of the copper.

I painted the jewelry and various instruments / standards gold, and did the gems in red with a pink highlight. I did the nails and teeth in white, the tongues in a very light pink mix, and the feathers a light green mix followed by a dark wash. I hope to return to the feathers later to give them more detail if I ever end up doing a Lord of Change, as in my head I imagine those feathers are small gifts from it to its most loyal minions. The fire is yellow, orange, and red, and the OSL was done by mixing the contrast pink with orange.

The bases are admittedly an afterthought — I'm in rural Colombia right now and so I can't finish them the way I want to. I'm planning to pick up some resin cobblestone bases and candles, so I can make the models look like they're inside a weird cultist basement, skittering around in the darkness. There's a lot of lessons I've learned for next time I paint models like these, and this was my first time working with contrast paint, but it was still a ton of fun and I'm proud of how they turned out!

#tzeentch #pink horror #daemon #warhammer 40k #miniature painting #squad #painting #masks #mirrormask #ruben brandt #28mmwargaming #kitbash

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50s-music-tournament · 11 days

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Week 1

Blue Moon, The Marcells - I Only Have Eyes For You, The Flamingos

We Wanna Boogie, Sonny Burgess - Heartbreak Hotel, Elvis Presley

Tutti Frutti, Little Richard - Santa Baby, Eartha Kitt

Beyond the Sea, Bobby Darin - Rockin Robin, Bobby Day

El Paso, Marty Robbins - Be Bop a Lula, Gene Vincent

Get a Job, The Silhouettes - Shout, The Isley Brothers

Tequila, The Champs - Who Do You Love, Bo Diddley

Unforgettable, Nat King Cole - Secret Love, Doris Day

La Bamba, Ritchie Valens - 16 Tons, Tennessee Ernie Ford

Week 2

The Masochism Tango, Tom Lehrer - Kansas City, Wilbert Harrison

Silhouettes, The Rays - Carolina Moon, Connie Francis

Hound Dog, Big Mama Thornton - Jim Dandy, LaVern Baker

Here in My Heart, Al Martino - I Put A Spell On You, Screamin' Jay Hawkins

Whole Lotta Shaking Going On, Big Maybelle - A Teenager In Love, Dion & The Belmonts

Fever, Little Willie John - Old Cape Cod, Patti Page

Summertime Blues, Eddie Cochran - Lovers Question, Clyde McPhatter

Summertime, Ella Fitzgerald/ Louis Armstrong - Dont You Just Know it, Huey Piano Smith & His Clowns

Lonely Teardrops, Jackie Wilson - Wonderful! Wonderful!, Johnny Mathis

Week 3

Earth Angel, The Penguins - Rumble, Link Wray

Blueberry Hill, Fats Domino - Why Do Fools Fall In Love, Frankie Lymon

Put Your Head on My Shoulder, Paul Anka - Stagger Lee, Lloyd Price

Cold, Cold Heart, Hank Williams - I Hear You Knocking, Smiley Lewis

Sh'Boom, The Chords - Rebel Rouser, Duane Eddie

Brown Eyed Handsome, Man Chuck Berry - Speedo, The Cadillacs

In the Still Of The Night, The Five Satins - Freight Train, Elizabeth Cotten

Mama He Treats Your Daughter Mean Ruth Brown - Everyday Buddy Hollly & The Crickets

Come & Go With Me, The Del Vikings - Love Potion No. 9, The Clovers

Week 4

My Baby Just Cares For Me, Nina Simone - (We're Gonna) Rock Around the Clock, Bill Haley & His Comets

That's Amore, Dean Martin - Betty Lou Got A New Pair Of Shoes, Bobby Freeman

I Walk The Line, Johnny Cash - Work With Me Annie, Hank Ballard & The Midnighters

Cry Me A River, Julie London - Come On-a My House, Rosemary Clooney

Be Anything (but Be Mine), Peggy Lee - Smoke Gets in Your Eyes, The Platters

The Book of Love, The Monotones - Mr. Sandman, The Chordettes

Pink Shoelaces, Dodie Stevens - Let's Have A Party, Wanda Jackson

Ain't Got No Home, Clarence "Frogman" Henry - Fly Me To The Moon, Kaye Ballard

Day-O (The Banana Boat Song), Harry Belafonte - Blue Suede Shoes, Carl Perkins

#50s music turney

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johnwgrey · 2 years

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Hello! Thank you for the tags today @artsyunderstudy @ionlydrinkhotwater @sailorblossoms @tea-brigade @bookish-bogwitch @cutestkilla @erzbethluna @messofthejess @ileadacharmedlife @confused-bi-queer and @yeonjunenby

It's getting very late for me and technically, it's not Wednesday anymore but I mean. It's still Wednesday somewhere in the world, right? So it still counts.

I've written so much more than I have in ages today and to celebrate, I felt like sharing something! (Also because I probably won't be able to share on Sunday cause I'll be in Scotland 🎉)

Anyway, this is a new WIP. I don't want to reveal too much just yet because it's a long fic and I'm not sure I'm going to finish it.

Tags and snippet under the cut (for length)

Please keep in mind that this is very fresh and hasn't been edited at all so there might be some grammatical errors and such I haven't noticed. Don't mind them.

Young Simon POV

Late tags for today/early Sunday tags 👋 @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @palimpsessed @aristocratic-otter @facewithoutheart @martsonmars @takitalks @hushed-chorus @raenestee @whogaveyoupermission @basiltonbutliketheherb @urban-sith @aroace-genderfluid-sheep @bazzybelle @fatalfangirl @moodandmist @ivelovedhimthroughworse @letraspal @ic3-que3n @katmiscellanious

I could feel tears welling up in my eyes and started breathing raggedly, drawing Betty’s attention to myself.

“Hey, come on, little man,” she said, dropping the clothes she was putting away in the wardrobe to kneel in front of me. “Don’t cry. Look what I’ve got.”

Her smile was bright when she handed me my favourite plushie, a one-eyed rabbit named Pirate. The ears had been patched up so many times, not much remained of the original fabric but I loved him more than anything in the world and grabbed him hastily before he, too, could be taken away from me.

She stayed on her knees, observing me with a tender expression in her golden brown eyes. I think she felt sorry for me. I didn’t mind. I was too young to have a misplaced sense of pride.

“You’ll be all right, lad,” Betty said, putting a hand forward, unsure if she could touch me. The hand remained in mid-air and when I didn’t move, she pushed her fingers through my curls. “Mr Cadwallader isn’t so bad. He’s got money. He’ll take care of you.”

#my writing #wip wed #time to sleep!!!!

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its-jackiemcsoup · 15 days

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4/13/24

Today, it was a good day.

Phone screen/camera still cracked. Don’t know if I’ll upload a solid selfie til I decide to grow up & fix it 😂😂

#me #mine #selfies #girls with tattoos #no filter #new england #american traditional #American trad #american traditional tattoos #Betty boop #hot stuff #flapper #selfie #brown eyed girl #colour pop #all amethyst

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femslashrevolution · 7 months

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Popular Pairing List Update

The following pairings have more than 10 recent posts in their pairing tag, and are therefore too popular to be posted on Rarepair Thursdays:

Alex Vause x Piper Chapman (Orange is the New Black)

Aloy x Seyka (Horizon: Zero Dawn)

Barbie x Gloria (Barbie)

Becky Armstrong x Freen Sarocha Chankimha (RPF Actors)

Betty Cooper x Veronica Lodge (Riverdale)

Cassandra Cain x Stephanie Brown (DCU)

Celia St James x Evelyn Hugo (The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo)

Cherine x Meena (Show Me Love)

Cleo de Nile x Frankie Stein (Monster High)

Cleopatra Philopator x Frida Kahlo (Clone High)

Corky x Violet (Bound)

Cosima Niehaus x Delphine Cormier (Orphan Black)

Diana x Leona (League of Legends)

Elphaba Thropp x Glinda Upland (Wicked)

Esther Warner x Max Chapman (Amazon A League of Their Own)

Geeta x Rika (Pokemon)

Jane Rizzoli x Maura Isles (Rizzoli & Isles)

Jester Lavorre x Yasha Nydoorin (Critical Role)

Kitty Song Covey x Yuri Han (XO Kitty)

Laurie x Mira Harberg (Irma Vep)

Lottie Matthews x Natalie Scatorccio (Yellowjackets)

Misty Quigley x Natalie Scatorccio (Yellowjackets)

Paris Geller x Rory Gilmore (Gilmore Girls)

The following pairings have been posted less frequently recently, and have therefore been removed from the popular pairing list:

Alicia x Leighton (The Sex Lives of College Girls)

Amy Silva x Kirsten Longacre (Vigil)

Andi Agosti x Emília Alo (Rebelde)

Aneela x Delle Seyah Kendry (Killjoys)

Anissa Pierce x Grace Choi (Black Lightning; DCU)

Aster Flores x Ellie Chu (The Half Of It)

Bobbie Draper x Chrisjen Avasarala (The Expanse)

Bonnie Bennett x Nora Hildegard (The Vampire Diaries)

Carol Aird x Therese Belivet (Carol)

Clary Fray x Isabelle Lightwood (The Mortal Instruments)

Cristina Soto x Joana Bianchi (Skam Spain)

Dani Núñez x Gigi Ghorbani (The L Word)

Dina x Sydney Novak (I Am Not Okay With This)

Dorothy Gale x Ruby (Once Upon A Time)

Emily Prentiss x Jennifer Jareau (Criminal Minds)

Eve Polastri x Hélène (Killing Eve)

Fatou Jallow x Kieu My Vu (Druck)

Fleur Delacour x Hermione Granger (Harry Potter)

Francesca Findabair x Fringilla Vigo (The Witcher)

Ginny Weasley x Hermione Granger (Harry Potter)

Joann Owosekun x Keyla Detmer (Star Trek: Discovery)

Jules Thomas x Ophelia Mayer (Sweet Vicious)

Kaioh Michiru x Tenoh Haruka (Sailor Moon)

Lauren Bloom x Leyla Shinwari (New Amsterdam)

Mace Brown x Marie Schmidt (The 355)

Margaery Tyrell x Sansa Stark (A Song of Ice and Fire)

Mia Reed x Vada Cavell (The Fallout)

Nicole Haught x Waverly Earp (Wynonna Earp)

Nyssa al Ghul x Sara Lance (Arrow)

Raiden Ei x Yae Miko (Genshin Impact)

#femslashrevolution #femslash revolution #lesbian #wlw #sapphic #bisexual #popular pairing list #Rarepair Thursdays #mod post

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lenabob · 2 years

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Hello! I was wondering if you could do Medic Wade and love at first sight? Thanks!

Hello I’m sorry it took me so long to answer. I had to consolidate all my thoughts together. I hope you enjoy the story. Also let’s pretend they are all alive after saving Private Ryan

Wowza

The boys all day were goofing off and doing there own things. It was there one day out of this whole war where they did not have to do anything. The war in Europe had ended. Celebrations were at every corner. As all the men were having a blast and drinking like there was no tomorrow, one man had to face a different story.

“Ok there should be 22 bandages in stock but wait there is 23. That does not make any sense,” the man muttered to himself.

Out of all the days of the war,Wade decided VE Day was the perfect day to count all of the supplies he had. He wanted to celebrate with his buddies, but something in his gut told him to count the supplies. The war was not over yet for him. He guessed it was too surreal that it was hard to believe.

As Wade was climbing up the ladder to count how many morphine he had, the second to last step gave out and gave him a big bruise.

As he was laying down on the floor in agony, a voice called out, “Sir, are you alright?”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m alright,” he said as he was getting up slowly. When he finally saw the person who spoke, he stopped in the middle of his tracks. The most beautiful women he saw in the world graced his eyes. She had long, wavy dark brown hair that was so dark it would be mistaken for black. Her eyes were as big as the moon and could read what your were thinking. He skin was fair but had a hint of pink on her cheeks.

“Oh, no, it looks like you hit your face on the counter,” the women cried.

“Uhh, really, I guess it happend so quick I didn’t notice,” he chuckled knowing full well that it was blush.

“Would you like me to get some ice for you?”

“No, I’m ok. I have gotten worse injuries.”

“Oh” the women looked at him with pity for the slightest pity.

“I’m Wade,” he said with the most awkward smile.

“Oh, god, you must think I’m terribly rude for not introducing myself before. I’m Betty.”

“Well, Betty, I was a bit hurt you didn’t introduce yourself before.”

For thirty seconds, they stood there in complete silence.

“I’m joking. I wasn’t actually hurt by that.”

“Oh, ok, uhm… I’m sorry you must think I’m a terribly awkward person.”

“No, it should be me apologizing. You can see interacting with others is not my thing.”

“Me and you both,” she chuckled.

“I doubt that.”

She nodded while trying to think how to keep the conversation going.“Oh, I have a question.”

“Yes,” he looked at her wide eyed.

“Why are you not with the others?”

“I honestly don’t know where to begin to celebrate.”

“If that’s the case,” she stuttered slightly, “in an hour I will be at the pub and I would not mind if you would join me.”

He looked at her with a surprise look on his face. “Uhh, yeah, sure,” he started to turn into a red apple.

“Great!” The girl smiled genuinely.

He could not believe the most beautiful girl he saw in the world asked him if he would be happy to join her. Maybe it was not so bad after all he decided to count his supplies.“See you later, Betty.”

“See you later, Doc Wade.”

As she turned around walking to the exit, Wade could not help whispering to himself, “Wowza.”

#doc wade #Private wade #saving private ryan fandom #saving private ryan #one shot #fluff

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theweirdkidinside03 · 2 years

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Super Freaky Girl extended its reign for another week on Countdown Top 40

1. Super Freaky Girl - Nicki Minaj

2. Bad Decisions - benny blanco, BTS & Snoop Dogg

3. Betty (Get Money) - Yung Gravy

4. Late Night Talking - Harry Styles

5. Sunroof - Nicky Youre

6. HOT - SEVENTEEN

7. Amazing - Rex Orange Country

8. Stay With Me (feat. Justin Timberlake, Halsey & Pharrell) - Calvin Harris

9. How Do I Make You Love Me? - The Weeknd

10. because I liked a boy - Sabrina Carpenter

11. I Like You (A Happier Song) (with Doja Cat) - Post Malone

12. Left And Right (feat. Jung Kook of BTS) - Charlie Puth

13. Sticky - Drake

14. Make You Say - Zedd, Maren Morris & Beauz

15. Pink Venom - BLACKPINK

16. Dare You To Doubt Me - The Script

17. Middle Of A Breakup - Panic! At The Disco

18. Yet To Come - BTS

19. Humankind - Coldplay

20. Muli - Ace Banzuelo

21. Are You Entertained? (feat. Ed Sheeran) - Russ

22. From The D 2 The LBC - Eminem & Snoop Dogg

23. Don’t The Light Go Out - Panic! At The Disco

24. Million Dollar Baby - Ava Max

25. Sharks - Imagine Dragons

26. Part Of The Band - The 1975

27. Calm Down - Rema & Selena Gomez

28. Easy Lover (feat. Big Sean) - Ellie Goulding

29. Call Me Everyday - Chris Brown

30. Lost Without You - Kygo & Dean Lewis

31. Come Back Home - Sofia Carson

32. So Good - Halsey

33. SUBSTANCE - Demi Lovato

34. Glimpse Of Us - Joji

35. Beach House - Carly Rae Jepsen

36. Cruel - Jackson Wang

37. Churchills Down (feat. Drake) - Jack Harlow

38. DON’T YOU WORRY - Black Eyed Peas, Shakira & David Guetta

39. Hold My Hand - Lady Gaga

40. Forget Me - Lewis Capaldi

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Who's Lonnie Brown? and what was her relation with Jerry?

She's the one that was one of Jerry's closest friends when he was a teen, and was the daughter of Charles and Lillian Brown at Brown's Hotel where Jerry got his start. Jerry’s dad was working at the hotel, in the winter of 1938/39. This story takes place on a February morning in 1939 after he watched Lonnie singing to old records.

"Their daughter Lonnie-though only fourteen years old, she was mature, perceptive; someone you could easily relate to, knowing she’d keep your deepest secrets and listen to your problems, big or small, without losing sight of them. Soon she became a real sister-so to speak- as well as my closest friend.

'Sure, I told you-really, you sing good. Almost like Edyth Wright. Except, well…” She nodded silently, her face beginning to blush. At last, “I’m not that good, am I?” she asked in a strained little voice. “Lonnie, what I mean”- and this I said gripping her hand- “why sing almost like her when you can be her!" "Me? Don’t be silly.” She seemed dumbfounded, but at the same time intrigued with my answer. And gleefully I kept building the fantasy, as though I had lived it a hundred years. “It’s simple as pie, Lonnie. You could do Edyth Wright and Hellen O’ Connel and, uh…Betty Hutton, Kitty Kallen, Jo Stafford-I tell you, there’s no end to it! The trick is to make believe you’re singing-see?” “How?” “How? Jeez, lemme show you!” Soon I had her perched on the chair watching me with perfect gravity as I began playing the same record; meanwhile clutching the teddy bear to my heart, completely preoccupied, the bit wholly imagined and feeling totally alone in the pleasure of my own making- Just to see myself spinning crazily away from the victrola the moment that TD’s solo leads into the vocal spot, then silently mouthing the first note exactly in time- YOU’RE Pear-shaped it was, or absurd but anyway- A SWEETHEART, IF THERE EVER WAS ONE, IF THERE EVER WAS ONE IT’S YOU… While staring pop-eyed at the teddy bear, then jumping out of the trance with a happy gleam to fling it up at the ceiling…Now on my knees, I mouth a lament over little Teddy, whose lying there on the floor- LIFE WITH YOU WAS AN INCOMPLETE DREAM, YOU ARE EVERY SWEET DREAM COME TRUE… And at the finish Lonnie’s off her chair in a screaming fit.

Later on Red Buttons was set to perform but was running late…

And five minutes later, in an amazing rush off Dad’s frantic call for a novelty interlude, Lonnie and I had the old Victrola out, and before you knew it we were working on the bill. She did the Edyth Wright number. Then it was my turn to strut and shake a la Jimmy Durante. (Just a minute! Everybody wants to git inta de act!) Finally we cut loose with the famed Jeannette MacDonald-Nelson Eddy “Indian Love Call” finishing to cheers. Yep, Red Buttons had arrived! We played maybe half a dozen shows that winter. It wasn’t enough, so I’d step right into the grinder and badger my fathers agent, Harry Cuttler, trying to raise his interest so he could get us booked at any one of the many small hotels in town. But he’d merely blink those dark melancholy eyes of his and say, “Not now, there’s plenty of time later,” and I finally told Lonnie, “Maybe we shouldn’t rehearse. What for?” And she said, “Guess you’re right. Who wants to bother with a couple of kids?” It brings a laugh when I think of it now; yet it’s kinda sad, too, if you’ve ever dreamed. "

#Lonnie Brown #anonymous #Jerry Lewis

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jaumesclub · 10 months

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🎵#Tocamela #186 REBENTEM audiències de matinada! Cantarella sense fi! 3 ... Nou show musical!!! 00:00:00 Ja comença!!! (Presentació + intro + comentaris inicials) 00:11:21 Ricchi e Poveri: Serà perchè ti amo! (Serà perquè t'estimo) (adapt. catalana by Jau) 00:21:45 Els Pets: Ulls de color mel (Adaptació catalana de Van Morrison, Brown eyed girl). (Cover) 00:27:20 La mosca tsé-tsé: Para no verte más. (Per no veure't mai més) (adapt. catalana by Jau) 00:34:39 La comic people (lletra d'en Jau amb la base de: Common people, de Pulp). 00:41:40 Quimi Portet: La rambla (Cover) 00:48:30 Tomeu Penya: Illes dins un riu (Cover) 00:56:18 Sangtraït: El vol de l'home ocell (Cover) 01:01:05 Rick Astley: Never gonna give you up (Mai no et deixaré) (adapt. catalana by Jau) 01:05:45 Marta Roure: Jugarem a estimar-nos (Cover) 01:10:23 Becky G & Natti Natasha: Sin pijama (Sense pijama) (adapt. catalana by Jau) 01:16:50 Sonia & Selena: Yo quiero bailar (Jo la vull ballar) (adapt. catalana by Jau) 01:23:00 Àlex Casademunt & Bustamante: Dos hombres y un destino (Dos homes i un destí) (adapt. catalana by Jau) 01:27:50 Betty Missiego: Su canción (La seva cançó) (adapt. catalana by Jau) 01:31:35 Bola de drac GT: Et dono la mà (Cover) 01:35:20 Oasis: Supersonic (adapt. catalana by Jau) 01:41:15 Lleis absurdes dels EEUU (Nova lletra d'en Jau amb la base de "Born in the USA" de Bruce Springsteen). 01:47:00 Elvin Bishop: Fooled around and fell in love (adapt. catalana by Jau) 01:52:00 Karol G: Provenza (adapt. catalana by Jau) 01:56:00 Elvis Presley: Are you lonesome tonight? (Estàs sola en la nit?) (adapt. catalana by Jau) 02:00:00 Johnny Cash: Hurt (Mal) (adapt. catalana by Jau) 02:16:30 Twitch materialista (Nova lletra d'en Jau amb la base de "Material Girl" de Madonna) 02:21:10 Supersticions i maníes (Nova lletra d'en Jau amb la base de "Rasputín" de Boney M) 02:26:45: Quentin Tarantino (Nova lletra d'en Jau amb base de "Girl, you'll be a woman soon" d'Urge Overkill) 02:31:10 Slim Dusty: Waltzing Matilda (Dançaràs valsos Matilda amb mi) (adapt. catalana by Jau) 02:35:40 Soft Cell: Tainted love 02:39:00 The Police: Every breath you take (Cada alé que prens) (adapt. catalana by Jau) 02:44:40 Julieta Venegas: Lento (adapt. catalana by Mononokkeee & Jau) 02:49:45 Kenny Rogers: The gambler (El jugador) (adapt. catalana by Jau) 02:54:45 Hombres G: Indiana (adapt. catalana by Jau) 02:59:25 U2: With or without you (Amb tu o sense) (adapt. catalana by Jau) 03:04:05 Frank Sinatra: Fly me to the moon (Puja'm a la lluna) (adapt. catalana by Jau) 03:09:30 Cake: I will survive (adapt. catalana by Jau) 03:14:00 El doctor Slump!!! 03:15:35 Els barrufets!! 03:17:00 Fly!!! (i comiat) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nezARNBFVIo

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