#so i always imagined id have to fly to america in years to come to be able to see him
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do ya'll fuck with john mulaney
#i know#bit of a strange question#considering my blog#but im just watching his most recent special#baby j#and thinking about how much he means to me#but there was also all the chappelle stuff a bit ago#and as a trans person#i was disappointed#but ive been wayching him since i was 15 and im now 22#i saw him live last january#and i still cant believe it#i never thought he'd come to the uk#so i always imagined id have to fly to america in years to come to be able to see him#but he performed in a city not that car away from me
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Say Goodnight | Harrison Osterfield
Summary ↠ you and Harrison broke up before he left to chase his dreams in Hollywood. With 5,000 miles between you, you’re both struggling to adjust to life without the other; exes to lovers; prompt: “why did you call me at 2 in the morning?”
Warnings ↠ angst with a happy ending, a breakup, one curse word?
Word Count ↠ 2.7k
A/N ↠ I miss Harrison. A lot. And I haven’t written enough for him, so...here ya go! This is definitely inspired by Ariana Grande’s song goodnight n go, which never fails to hit me in the feels (listen to the version from her live album... it’s magic).
This is also my fic for @t-holland2080‘s writing challenge! Thanks so much for hosting such a fun challenge Sammy - I hope you enjoy this :)
(a repost because tumblr decided to block me out the tags lmao)
You didn’t think it was possible to cry this much.
Harrison’s standing in front of you, glistening tear tracks running down his rosy cheeks. His eyes shift over your face, guiltily running the lines and curves of your cheeks and your forehead, trying desperately to stay away from your eyes, because you both know that seeing the heartbreak reflected in his icy blue gaze will be too much. Your chest hurts and you’re shaking, but you know that everything he’s said is true. You know that breaking up is for the best.
But that doesn’t make it hurt any less.
“I still love you,” Harrison tells you quietly. He rocks back on his feet, his teeth grazing his lower lip before he adds, “I’ll always love you, Y/N. The timing just…”
“The timing isn’t right,” you finish. With shaky hands, you reach up behind your neck and your fingers fiddle with the clasp of the necklace Harrison had draped around you, all those months ago. He makes a small sound of objection as the chain falls heavily into your hands and you hold it out in front of you. “Keep it,” you urge. You finally let yourself meet his eyes, and you try to stay strong as you grab his hand and push the chain into his palm. “So you don’t forget about me whilst you’re off being a movie star.”
Harrison reluctantly pockets the chain, his eyes lingering on the solid curve of the H. “I could never forget about you, Y/N.”
It’s not fair. It’s not fair that the only way Harrison can pursue his dreams is 5,000 miles away, across the Atlantic in America. It’s even more unfair that you can’t go with him because you’re enrolled in university in London. But worst of all, neither of you signed up for a long-distance relationship when you first began dating, and now you’ve had to come to the mutual, heartbreaking decision that breaking up is going to be easier than stringing out a virtual relationship together. It doesn’t matter that you love Harrison more than you’ve ever loved another person, nor that he holds you so closely to his heart that he’s certain you’ve somehow intertwined yourself with his soul: long-distance is too much, and you both think you’ll be too busy to maintain your relationship. Neither of you want to sit by and watch your relationship break down.
So breaking up is simpler, supposedly.
“You should go,” you find yourself saying, swallowing down the lump in your throat. Your hand rests on your front door knob, the cool brass feeling icy against your warm skin. You use your other hand to sweep beneath your cheeks, trying to stop the endless flow of tears from your eyes. “Don’t want you to miss your flight, Haz.”
He runs his hand through his hair, a grimace spread across his face.
“I- Are you sure this is the right choice?” He asks, echoing the words you’ve both been saying for days.
You shrug helplessly. “I don’t know,” you admit. “But I know that I can’t stand here waiting for you to walk away any longer.” You release a deep breath. “Just go, Harrison. Please.”
And he looks like he really wants to stay. His feet twitch, as if he’s about to push his way back into your flat and throw himself down on the sofa like he’s done a thousand times before. But his eyes pass over your tearful, heart stricken face, and he finally sighs, slipping his hands into his back pockets as he manages a weak smile.
“Goodbye, Y/N,” he says softly, his lips curving around the words with ease. The way he says your name so fondly causes the pain in your chest to crack and expand.
“Bye, Harrison.”
And then he turns, slowly, and you watch as he drags his feet down the corridor. Harrison pauses when he reaches the staircase, one hand on the door as he casts his eyes back towards you. Your mouth twitches into a smile instinctively: the sight of his face, his loose blond curls, and his friendly smile never fails to make you feel warmer - even now, as he walks out of your life, taking a piece of your heart with him.
You raise your hand in a final wave, and then Harrison steels himself and walks through the door at the end of the corridor, leaving you standing alone in your doorway, a lump in your throat and a weight hanging so heavily in your heart that you know you won’t be forgetting him any time soon.
[-----]
Life without Harrison is hard.
Before you’d started dating him a year ago, you hadn’t believed love could feel so fulfilling or right. But then you’d stumbled into him at Tom’s birthday party and you’d immediately hit it off, and everything had changed. You think it would be hard not to instantly fall in love with Harrison: he’s charming, witty, and he carries such a bright light in his eyes that he had you hook, line, and sinker within the first ten minutes of your conversation.
As you try to move on, you find Harrison haunting your every move. You open Instagram and you see his posts and stories staring you right in the face, broadcasting his life out in LA with his new friends and castmates, and it stings. When you strike out and find yourself in the pub with Sam, all you can think about is how you used to frequent the place with him, and your eyes find the corner booth you’d used to sit in, your figure usually curled up in Harrison’s lap. You can almost feel the presence of his slender, delicate fingers wrapped around your waist as you gaze longingly at the booth.
And the most frustrating part of it all? Harrison seems fine. He seems completely unbothered, which just serves to twist the knife further into your chest every time your thumb hovers over his contact photo, or you start writing out a lengthy, emotional text. You’ve heard nothing from him, and it makes you question everything you’d thought you’d had together.
Everything changes one Wednesday night, around six weeks after Harrison had left.
You’re woken up by the loud, shrill ringing of your phone. You try to ignore it at first, groaning as you roll over on your side and try to press your head into your pillows, but it just keeps going, and it seems to rattle louder against your skull the longer it prattles on. So, after releasing a stream of your best expletives, you roll over and snatch it off your bedside table, accepting the call before you’ve even had time to check the caller ID.
“Hello?” You croak, clearing your throat immediately as you hear the fatigue hanging heavy in your throat.
“Y/N.”
Suddenly you’re wide awake.
“Harrison?!” You exclaim, sitting bolt upright. You bring your knees to your chest as you pull the duvet around you, trying to hide beneath the warm sheets as if they’ll protect you from the way that hearing his voice unleashes an onslaught of painful emotions. “What’s going on?”
Harrison doesn’t reply for a few moments, but merely the sound of his level, familiar breathing is enough to bring tears to your eyes. You try to push them away as your heart races in your chest, so many emotions flying through your heart that it feels consuming.
“Uh, nothing,” he eventually says softly. “Sorry. It doesn’t matter.”
“Then why did you call me at 2 in the morning?”
The sound of his chuckle is forced, but it’s so lovely to hear him again that you can’t stop yourself from smiling. “Oh, I didn’t realise it was so late,” he says, “‘m sorry, love.”
“It’s okay. I missed your voice.” It slips out before you can really stop it.
“I missed your voice too,” Harrison admits, voice thick. “I miss you so much, Y/N.”
You swallow deeply, running your fingers over the crinkles of your duvet as you think. Your mind runs slowly, clouded with your fatigue and your emotions, and you really don’t know how to take this all, but you know that hearing his voice makes you happy - more happy than you’ve felt in weeks.
“I miss you too,” you mumble down the line. Your fingers ache from how tightly you’re gripping the phone. “How’s LA?”
Harrison chuckles, and you hear a noise in the background as if he’s climbing into a bed. You can almost imagine him: his lanky legs spreading out over the sheets, a low groan slipping past his lips as he stretches out his arms and back. That lazy pink smirk hanging freely from his perfect lips. The image burns into your eyelids.
“LA is mad,” he tells you honestly. “It’s a whole different world over here, Y/N. It’s… It’s exciting, but it’s so different to London. I wish it would all slow down.”
“You’re really busy then?”
He hums lightly. “Yeah. I’m either on-set or doing fittings or rehearsals.”
“Are you having fun?”
Harrison takes a while to ponder your question.
“Yes,” he says, bringing a swell of tears to the front of your eyes. “But I’d be so much happier if you were here too.”
You try to disguise your sniffles, but you’re almost certain he can hear them. “Well… I’m not,” you manage. “I’m glad it’s giving you everything you wanted.”
There’s a very awkward, very thick silence that envelops the line, and it makes you shift uncomfortably in your sheets.
“I should let you sleep,” Harrison says, guilt lacing his words. “I’m sorry for waking you up. I shouldn’t have called you.”
“Oh, okay.” Your free hand clenches into a hard fist as you try to stop your lower lip from wobbling. “Don’t worry about it, Haz. I’m always here if you want someone to talk to.” A small smile flicks out across your lips. “Doesn’t matter what time it is.” I love you - those three unspoken words hang between you. You can feel them, surrounding you, smothering you, and you can almost hear them on the tip of Harrison’s tongue, so you jump in to add, “Goodnight, Harrison,” because you really can’t bear to hear them.
You can feel his reluctance, but you release a deep breath as he says, begrudgingly, “Goodnight, Y/N.”
You hang up quickly, your fingers trembling as you toss the phone down the bed. The blank screen stares at you, taunting you, and you’re overcome with such a strong sense of regret that you almost reach out and call him back. Your body craves him - his soft, melodic voice, his gentle words, his love.
Your phone starts ringing, and you snatch it back up, eyes taking in the image of Harrison’s contact photo as he flashes over the screen. You accept it without a second thought.
“I don’t want to say goodnight yet,” Harrison says immediately, words falling into one another. “I don’t want to stop talking to you, Y/N. Can we please keep talking? Just for a bit.” He pauses, his voice breaking. “I miss you.”
The relieved smile on your face shows no sign of budging. “I don’t wanna say goodnight either, Haz.”
[-----]
It’s a bad habit, but for the entire time Harrison is away, you end up on the phone with him each evening. The first few times had been fairly spontaneous, but soon it becomes a habit: every day, as Harrison finishes filming, he gives you a call and you have a long, rambling conversation. It breaks up your sleep, but you grow so used to it that you start setting an alarm at 1.50am just so you can grab a cup of tea and wake yourself up before he calls.
It’s definitely inadvisable to stay so connected to your ex-boyfriend, but it feels too good to quit. Harrison is your drug, and every time you hang up the phone, you’re left feeling sad and hollow inside. But it eases the pain of having him so far away, and maybe a part of you deludes yourself by reasoning that your calls are helping you get over him: cutting him out completely was too hard, but maybe sharing these phone calls will help you. Eventually he’ll stop calling, and you’ll be able to heal, because you’ll have practised saying goodbye so many times it’ll feel normal.
But Harrison doesn’t stop calling, and you don’t stop answering, and soon enough, he’s been away for six months, and he’s preparing to move back to London, his film complete.
You don’t really know where you stand with him, if you’re being completely honest. He’s still your ex - but you’re still helplessly in love with him, and you’re fairly sure that most exes don’t spend hours on the phone each day, chatting and laughing like you’re still together. You try to bring it up with him, but every time you start the conversation, your heart clenches in your chest and you wimp out.
You ignore the difficult conversation for as long as you can - which lasts until you hear a loud knock on your front door, and you know that it’s him.
It feels almost like a gravitational pull, drawing you back to his figure. You’ve spent all day pacing your flat, fussing over your hair and your outfit, but for the entire time you’ve spent waiting on his flight arriving, you haven’t been sure if you’d be able to open the door and face him. But now you know that he’s here, your heart seems to act of your own accord.
You wrench your door open, and immediately you’re pulled into a tight, crushing hug. It knocks the air out of your lungs and you wheeze as you feel that familiar set of curls brushing up against your neck, and you feel a few tears slip from your eyes as you take it all in. He’s back.
“Haz,” you exclaim, your voice choked with tears. His hands move over your back, clinging to you, drawing you as close as possible as his rich, earthy cologne invades your system. It doesn’t even matter that his jacket has a collection of chilly raindrops clinging to the leather, because it feels so fucking perfect to have him so near you again that you can’t focus on anything other than him.
“I missed you,” he whimpers, as he pulls away from your neck. His large hands fall on your shoulders as he stares at you intently, his focused eyes whipping the air from your lungs. He looks so cute that you can’t really stop yourself from shifting closer and pressing your lips to his. Immediately you relax, and he does too, and he kisses you back softly. Your mouths are tender at first, pressing together softly - testingly - but as you wrap your hands around his waist and bring him closer, it deepens. Your mind spins with dizzy, overwhelming happiness as you revel in the feeling of Harrison, enjoying him utterly, your heart thrumming happily against your ribs.
“I missed you so much,” you mumble against his lips, kissing him between each word. Your fingers drift into his hair, and you smile as he hums in agreement.
“We are so stupid,” he says, drawing a laugh from your lips. “Can’t believe we ever thought breaking up was for the best.” His mouth shifts up to press a lingering kiss to your forehead. “I love you so much, Y/N. Please, can we get back together?” His words are desperate, but they echo the things you’ve been feeling for months, and hearing them is such a relief that you simply have to kiss him again.
“Yes, yes, yes,” you whisper, moving to rest your forehead on his shoulder. Harrison brings you into a warm hug, and you let him hold you as you breathe him in. “I missed you. I love you.” You tilt your head back, meeting his eyes gleefully. “I’m so glad that you’re back.”
Harrison reaches down and pulls a familiar, glinting chain from his pocket. Your gaze softens as you pull away from him and tilt your head, letting him wrap the necklace back around your neck. The H pendant settles gently over your chest, and it feels like coming home.
“Perfect,” he comments, and you’re not sure if he’s talking about you or the necklace, but you’re willing to accept either.
With a warm smile on your face, you move aside and welcome him inside. “D’you want a cup of tea?” You offer.
Harrison steps across the threshold and presses a final, loving kiss to your lips. “There’s nothing I’d like more.”
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Glee Soundtrack Rating Project Results: gorgxoxus
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Favourite character: Kurt Hummel
Least favourite character: Brittany S. Pierce
Favourite season: Season 4
Least favourite season: Season 3
Mean song rating: 5.3
Mean song rating for favourite character's songs: 7.02
Mean song rating for favourite character's solos: 7.14
Mean song rating season 1: 4.27
Mean song rating season 2: 4.85
Mean song rating season 3: 5.15
Mean song rating season 4: 6.26
Mean song rating season 5: 5.9
Mean song rating season 6: 5.25
Songs rated: 701
[ID: A bar chart titled Number of songs assigned each rating by gorgxoxus, illustrating the number of times each score was assigned to a song by gorgxoxus. 10 was assigned 88 times, 9 was assigned 42 times, 8 was assigned 81 times, 7 was assigned 82 times, 6 was assigned 70 times, 5 was assigned 30 times, 4 was assigned 59 times, 3 was assigned 64 times, 2 was assigned 54 times, 1 was assigned 131 times, and 1 songs were not rated.]
About the Project | Results Masterpost
Ranking:
1. (10) - S1x13 - My Life Would Suck Without You
2. (10) - S1x15 - 4 Minutes
3. (10) - S1x17 - Run Joey Run
4. (10) - S1x18 - The Boy Is Mine
5. (10) - S1x20 - Bad Romance
6. (10) - S1x22 - To Sir, With Love
7. (10) - S2x05 - Touch a Touch a Touch a Touch Me
8. (10) - S2x05 - Time Warp
9. (10) - S2x06 - Start Me Up/Livin' on a Prayer
10. (10) - S2x07 - Singing In the Rain/Umbrella
11. (10) - S2x11 - Thriller/Heads Will Roll
12. (10) - S2x15 - Animal
13. (10) - S2x18 - As If We Never Said Goodbye
14. (10) - S2x18 - Born This Way
15. (10) - S2x18 - I Feel Pretty/Unpretty
16. (10) - S2x19 - Go Your Own Way
17. (10) - S2x19 - Don't Stop
18. (10) - S2x21 - Pure Imagination
19. (10) - S2x22 - Light Up the World
20. (10) - S2x22 - Pretending
21. (10) - S3x02 - I'm the Greatest Star
22. (10) - S3x03 - Spotlight
23. (10) - S3x03 - It's All Over
24. (10) - S3x06 - Rumour Has It/Someone Like You
25. (10) - S3x09 - All I Want for Christmas Is You
26. (10) - S3x10 - Moves Like Jagger/Jumpin' Jack Flash
27. (10) - S3x11 - Smooth Criminal
28. (10) - S3x12 - La Isla Bonita
29. (10) - S3x13 - Love Shack
30. (10) - S3x14 - Stronger (What Doesn't Kill You)
31. (10) - S3x15 - Up Up Up
32. (10) - S3x17 - My Love Is Your Love
33. (10) - S3x17 - How Will I Know
34. (10) - S3x17 - So Emotional
35. (10) - S3x18 - Cell Block Tango
36. (10) - S3x18 - Not the Boy Next Door
37. (10) - S3x19 - Love You Like a Love Song
38. (10) - S3x20 - Flashdance...What a Feeling
39. (10) - S3x21 - Paradise By the Dashboard Light
40. (10) - S3x22 - You Get What You Give
41. (10) - S3x22 - Roots Before Branches
42. (10) - S4x02 - Boys/Boyfriend
43. (10) - S4x04 - The Scientist
44. (10) - S4x05 - Blow Me (One Last Kiss)
45. (10) - S4x07 - Heroes
46. (10) - S4x09 - Being Alive
47. (10) - S4x12 - Centerfold/Hot in Herre
48. (10) - S4x12 - Let Me Love You (Until You Learn to Love Yourself)
49. (10) - S4x12 - This Is the New Year
50. (10) - S4x14 - You're All I Need to Get By
51. (10) - S4x14 - We've Got Tonite
52. (10) - S4x15 - Come What May
53. (10) - S4x15 - Unchained Melody
54. (10) - S4x15 - Footloose
55. (10) - S4x16 - Closer
56. (10) - S4x16 - Cold Hearted
57. (10) - S4x19 - You Have More Friends Than You Know
58. (10) - S4x21 - For Once in My Life
59. (10) - S4x21 - I Wish
60. (10) - S4x21 - Superstition
61. (10) - S5x01 - All You Need Is Love
62. (10) - S5x01 - Got to Get You Into My Life
63. (10) - S5x02 - Let It Be
64. (10) - S5x03 - Fire and Rain
65. (10) - S5x03 - Make You Feel My Love
66. (10) - S5x03 - If I Die Young
67. (10) - S5x04 - Wide Awake
68. (10) - S5x05 - If I Were a Boy
69. (10) - S5x08 - Love Child
70. (10) - S5x10 - Hold On
71. (10) - S5x11 - Vacation
72. (10) - S5x11 - America
73. (10) - S5x11 - I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For
74. (10) - S5x13 - I Am Changing
75. (10) - S5x13 - Don't Stop Believin' (Season Five)
76. (10) - S5x13 - Just Give Me a Reason
77. (10) - S5x14 - Best Day of My Life
78. (10) - S5x16 - Love Is a Battlefield
79. (10) - S5x20 - American Boy
80. (10) - S5x20 - Shakin' My Head
81. (10) - S6x02 - Home
82. (10) - S6x02 - Mustang Sally
83. (10) - S6x03 - It's Too Late
84. (10) - S6x03 - You Learn/You've Got a Friend
85. (10) - S6x05 - It Must Have Been Love
86. (10) - S6x07 - I Know Where I've Been
87. (10) - S6x12 - Pony
88. (10) - S6x13 - Someday We'll Be Together
89. (9) - S1x10 - Lean On Me
90. (9) - S1x11 - True Colors
91. (9) - S1x13 - And I Am Telling You I'm Not Going
92. (9) - S1x16 - Beautiful
93. (9) - S1x17 - Total Eclipse of the Heart
94. (9) - S1x18 - Pink Houses
95. (9) - S1x22 - Any Way You Want It/Lovin' Touchin' Squeezin'
96. (9) - S2x01 - Empire State of Mind
97. (9) - S2x05 - Whatever Happened to Saturday Night?
98. (9) - S2x17 - Ain't No Way
99. (9) - S2x21 - My Man
100. (9) - S2x22 - I Love New York/New York, New York
101. (9) - S2x22 - For Good
102. (9) - S3x06 - You and I/You and I
103. (9) - S3x10 - We Found Love
104. (9) - S3x11 - Ben
105. (9) - S3x11 - Never Can Say Goodbye
106. (9) - S3x16 - If I Can't Have You
107. (9) - S3x20 - Because You Loved Me
108. (9) - S3x21 - Edge of Glory
109. (9) - S3x22 - Glory Days
110. (9) - S4x01 - It's Time
111. (9) - S4x02 - Everytime
112. (9) - S4x02 - 3
113. (9) - S4x04 - Don't Speak
114. (9) - S4x04 - Give Your Heart a Break
115. (9) - S4x05 - Hopelessly Devoted to You
116. (9) - S4x12 - A Thousand Years
117. (9) - S4x13 - Hung Up
118. (9) - S4x14 - Getting Married Today
119. (9) - S4x15 - In Your Eyes
120. (9) - S5x10 - Gloria
121. (9) - S5x12 - Keep Holding On
122. (9) - S5x13 - Be Okay
123. (9) - S5x15 - I'm Still Here
124. (9) - S5x15 - Colorblind
125. (9) - S6x02 - Tightrope
126. (9) - S6x02 - Take On Me
127. (9) - S6x03 - Hand in My Pocket/I Feel the Earth Move
128. (9) - S6x08 - I'm So Excited
129. (9) - S6x10 - Rise
130. (9) - S6x11 - Listen to Your Heart
131. (8) - S1x07 - Ride Wit Me
132. (8) - S1x11 - Hair/Crazy In Love
133. (8) - S1x15 - Like a Virgin
134. (8) - S1x15 - Like a Prayer
135. (8) - S1x16 - Fire
136. (8) - S1x18 - Jessie's Girl
137. (8) - S1x22 - Don't Stop Believing (Regionals)
138. (8) - S2x02 - Me Against the Music
139. (8) - S2x04 - River Deep, Mountain High
140. (8) - S2x06 - Stop! In the Name of Love/Free Your Mind
141. (8) - S2x06 - One Love (People Get Ready)
142. (8) - S2x09 - Dog Days Are Over
143. (8) - S2x10 - Baby, It's Cold Outside
144. (8) - S2x11 - Bills, Bills, Bills
145. (8) - S2x13 - Somebody to Love
146. (8) - S2x14 - Don't You Want Me
147. (8) - S2x16 - Get It Right
148. (8) - S2x16 - Loser Like Me
149. (8) - S2x18 - Somewhere Only We Know
150. (8) - S2x19 - Songbird
151. (8) - S2x20 - Rolling in the Deep
152. (8) - S2x21 - Try a Little Tenderness
153. (8) - S2x21 - Back to Black
154. (8) - S3x04 - Candyman
155. (8) - S3x07 - I Kissed a Girl
156. (8) - S3x09 - Extraordinary Merry Christmas
157. (8) - S3x11 - Bad
158. (8) - S3x11 - Human Nature
159. (8) - S3x13 - Let Me Love You
160. (8) - S3x14 - Cough Syrup
161. (8) - S3x18 - The Music of the Night
162. (8) - S3x18 - Shake It Out
163. (8) - S3x19 - Take My Breath Away
164. (8) - S3x22 - I'll Remember
165. (8) - S4x01 - Americano/Dance Again
166. (8) - S4x01 - Chasing Pavements
167. (8) - S4x04 - Barely Breathing
168. (8) - S4x06 - Beauty School Dropout
169. (8) - S4x07 - My Dark Side
170. (8) - S4x08 - Come See About Me
171. (8) - S4x10 - White Christmas
172. (8) - S4x10 - Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas
173. (8) - S4x11 - No Scrubs
174. (8) - S4x13 - Bring Him Home
175. (8) - S4x15 - Old Time Rock & Roll/Danger Zone
176. (8) - S4x16 - How to Be a Heartbreaker
177. (8) - S4x17 - Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go
178. (8) - S4x17 - Wannabe
179. (8) - S4x17 - My Prerogative
180. (8) - S4x19 - Outcast
181. (8) - S4x20 - At the Ballet
182. (8) - S4x21 - Signed, Sealed, Delivered, I'm Yours
183. (8) - S4x22 - Hall of Fame
184. (8) - S4x22 - Wings
185. (8) - S4x22 - I Love It
186. (8) - S4x22 - To Love You More
187. (8) - S5x02 - Get Back
188. (8) - S5x04 - Applause
189. (8) - S5x05 - On Our Way
190. (8) - S5x06 - Just the Way You Are
191. (8) - S5x08 - Here Comes Santa Claus (Down Santa Claus Lane)
192. (8) - S5x08 - The Chipmunk Song (Christmas Don't Be Late)
193. (8) - S5x08 - Mary's Little Boy Child
194. (8) - S5x08 - Away in a Manger
195. (8) - S5x09 - Brave
196. (8) - S5x09 - Breakaway
197. (8) - S5x10 - Don't You (Forget About Me)
198. (8) - S5x11 - I Love LA
199. (8) - S5x12 - Raise Your Glass
200. (8) - S5x15 - No One Is Alone
201. (8) - S5x17 - Lovefool
202. (8) - S5x18 - Story of My Life
203. (8) - S5x19 - Werewolves of London
204. (8) - S5x19 - Lucky Star
205. (8) - S5x19 - I Melt with You
206. (8) - S6x03 - Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow/Head Over Feet
207. (8) - S6x06 - What the World Needs Now
208. (8) - S6x07 - Somebody Loves You
209. (8) - S6x08 - Our Day Will Come
210. (8) - S6x08 - At Last
211. (8) - S6x12 - I Kissed a Girl
212. (7) - S1x02 - Push It
213. (7) - S1x07 - Keep Holding On
214. (7) - S1x15 - Vogue
215. (7) - S1x16 - Home
216. (7) - S1x16 - One Less Bell to Answer/A House Is Not a Home
217. (7) - S1x16 - A House Is Not a Home
218. (7) - S1x21 - Another One Bites the Dust
219. (7) - S1x22 - Faithfully
220. (7) - S2x03 - One of Us
221. (7) - S2x04 - Le Jazz Hot
222. (7) - S2x05 - There's a Light (Over at the Frankenstein Place)
223. (7) - S2x08 - Just the Way You Are
224. (7) - S2x11 - She's Not There
225. (7) - S2x12 - When I Get You Alone
226. (7) - S2x12 - Silly Love Songs
227. (7) - S2x15 - Landslide
228. (7) - S2x16 - Hell to the No
229. (7) - S2x19 - Dreams
230. (7) - S2x19 - I Don't Want to Know
231. (7) - S2x21 - Some People
232. (7) - S3x03 - Cool
233. (7) - S3x03 - Out Here On My Own
234. (7) - S3x06 - Hit Me with Your Best Shot/One Way or Another
235. (7) - S3x06 - Hot for Teacher
236. (7) - S3x07 - Perfect
237. (7) - S3x11 - Black or White
238. (7) - S3x13 - I Will Always Love You
239. (7) - S3x14 - Fly/I Believe I Can Fly
240. (7) - S3x14 - Glad You Came
241. (7) - S3x15 - Rio/Hungry Like the Wolf
242. (7) - S3x21 - Tongue Tied
243. (7) - S3x21 - It's All Coming Back to Me Now
244. (7) - S4x01 - New York State of Mind
245. (7) - S4x02 - Crazy/U Drive Me Crazy
246. (7) - S4x03 - Everybody Wants to Rule the World
247. (7) - S4x06 - There Are Worse Things I Could Do
248. (7) - S4x07 - Holding Out for a Hero
249. (7) - S4x08 - Home/Homeward Bound
250. (7) - S4x08 - Live While We're Young
251. (7) - S4x09 - All That Jazz
252. (7) - S4x10 - The First Noel
253. (7) - S4x11 - Locked Out of Heaven
254. (7) - S4x12 - Love Song
255. (7) - S4x13 - Girl On Fire
256. (7) - S4x14 - Just Can't Get Enough
257. (7) - S4x14 - Anything Could Happen
258. (7) - S4x15 - Diamonds Are a Girl's Best Friend/Material Girl
259. (7) - S4x16 - The Bitch Is Back/Dress You Up
260. (7) - S4x17 - Against All Odds (Take a Look at Me Now)
261. (7) - S4x17 - Creep
262. (7) - S4x17 - Copacabana
263. (7) - S4x20 - Longest Time
264. (7) - S4x20 - You've Lost That Lovin' Feelin'
265. (7) - S4x21 - Uptight (Everything's Alright)
266. (7) - S4x21 - You Are the Sunshine of My Life
267. (7) - S4x21 - Higher Ground
268. (7) - S4x22 - Clarity
269. (7) - S5x01 - Drive My Car
270. (7) - S5x01 - You've Got to Hide Your Love Away
271. (7) - S5x03 - I'll Stand By You
272. (7) - S5x04 - Marry the Night
273. (7) - S5x06 - You May Be Right
274. (7) - S5x07 - Nasty/Rhythm Nation
275. (7) - S5x09 - My Lovin' (You're Never Gonna Get It)
276. (7) - S5x10 - The Happening
277. (7) - S5x11 - Mr. Roboto/Counting Stars
278. (7) - S5x12 - Toxic
279. (7) - S5x12 - Valerie
280. (7) - S5x13 - Loser Like Me
281. (7) - S5x13 - Party All the Time
282. (7) - S5x17 - Pumpin Blood
283. (7) - S5x18 - The Rose
284. (7) - S5x18 - Doo Wop (That Thing)
285. (7) - S5x20 - Girls on Film
286. (7) - S6x03 - So Far Away
287. (7) - S6x05 - All Out of Love
288. (7) - S6x05 - Father Figure
289. (7) - S6x07 - You Give Love a Bad Name
290. (7) - S6x07 - Time After Time
291. (7) - S6x10 - Rather Be
292. (7) - S6x13 - Daydream Believer
293. (7) - S6x13 - Teach Your Children
294. (6) - S1x01 - Don't Stop Believing (Pilot)
295. (6) - S1x05 - Maybe This Time
296. (6) - S1x06 - It's My Life/Confessions Part II
297. (6) - S1x07 - Hate On Me
298. (6) - S1x09 - Proud Mary
299. (6) - S1x11 - Imagine
300. (6) - S1x17 - U Can't Touch This
301. (6) - S1x18 - Rose's Turn
302. (6) - S1x18 - One
303. (6) - S1x19 - Dream a Little Dream
304. (6) - S2x02 - Stronger
305. (6) - S2x03 - Bridge Over Troubled Water
306. (6) - S2x04 - Happy Days Are Here Again/Get Happy
307. (6) - S2x09 - (I've Had) The Time of My Life
308. (6) - S2x09 - Valerie
309. (6) - S2x10 - Last Christmas
310. (6) - S2x11 - Need You Now
311. (6) - S2x13 - Sing
312. (6) - S2x15 - Afternoon Delight
313. (6) - S2x15 - Do You Wanna Touch Me (Oh Yeah)
314. (6) - S2x15 - Kiss
315. (6) - S2x16 - Misery
316. (6) - S2x20 - I'm Not Gonna Teach Your Boyfriend How to Dance with You
317. (6) - S2x20 - Isn't She Lovely
318. (6) - S3x01 - Ding-Dong! The Witch Is Dead
319. (6) - S3x01 - You Can't Stop the Beat
320. (6) - S3x04 - Take Care of Yourself
321. (6) - S3x05 - America
322. (6) - S3x08 - Survivor/I Will Survive
323. (6) - S3x09 - Blue Christmas
324. (6) - S3x10 - The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face
325. (6) - S3x12 - Sexy and I Know It
326. (6) - S3x15 - Somebody That I Used to Know
327. (6) - S3x17 - It's Not Right But It's Okay
328. (6) - S3x19 - Big Girls Don't Cry
329. (6) - S3x21 - We Are the Champions
330. (6) - S3x22 - In My Life
331. (6) - S4x01 - Never Say Never
332. (6) - S4x03 - The Way You Look Tonight/You're Never Fully Dressed Without a Smile
333. (6) - S4x04 - Mine
334. (6) - S4x13 - Diva
335. (6) - S4x16 - Bye Bye Bye/I Want It That Way
336. (6) - S4x18 - Say
337. (6) - S4x19 - Don't Stop Believin' (Rachel)
338. (6) - S4x19 - Next to Me
339. (6) - S4x20 - Everybody Hurts
340. (6) - S4x22 - All or Nothing
341. (6) - S5x01 - Help!
342. (6) - S5x02 - Hey Jude
343. (6) - S5x03 - Seasons of Love
344. (6) - S5x07 - You're My Best Friend
345. (6) - S5x11 - More Than a Feeling
346. (6) - S5x12 - Happy
347. (6) - S5x12 - Defying Gravity
348. (6) - S5x14 - Rockstar
349. (6) - S5x19 - Memory
350. (6) - S5x19 - Take Me Home Tonight
351. (6) - S5x20 - Pompeii
352. (6) - S6x01 - Sing
353. (6) - S6x02 - Problem
354. (6) - S6x06 - They Long to Be Close to You
355. (6) - S6x06 - Alfie
356. (6) - S6x08 - Hey Ya!
357. (6) - S6x09 - Cool Kids
358. (6) - S6x10 - The Final Countdown
359. (6) - S6x11 - We Built This City
360. (6) - S6x11 - Chandelier
361. (6) - S6x12 - Don't Stop Believing (Pilot/2009)
362. (6) - S6x12 - I'm His Child
363. (6) - S6x13 - I Lived
364. (5) - S1x01 - Sit Down You're Rockin the Boat
365. (5) - S1x06 - Halo/Walking On Sunshine
366. (5) - S1x11 - Papa Don't Preach
367. (5) - S1x14 - Gives You Hell
368. (5) - S1x15 - Express Yourself
369. (5) - S1x21 - Give Up the Funk
370. (5) - S2x03 - I Want to Hold Your Hand
371. (5) - S2x05 - Sweet Transvestite
372. (5) - S2x08 - Marry You
373. (5) - S2x13 - Take Me or Leave Me
374. (5) - S2x20 - Dancing Queen
375. (5) - S3x06 - I Can't Go for That/You Make My Dreams Come True
376. (5) - S3x07 - Constant Craving
377. (5) - S3x10 - Without You
378. (5) - S3x13 - Stereo Hearts
379. (5) - S3x17 - I Have Nothing
380. (5) - S3x21 - Starships
381. (5) - S4x03 - A Change Would Do You Good
382. (5) - S4x05 - Everybody Talks
383. (5) - S4x06 - You're the One That I Want
384. (5) - S4x07 - Some Nights
385. (5) - S4x17 - Mamma Mia
386. (5) - S4x20 - We Will Rock You
387. (5) - S5x01 - A Hard Day's Night
388. (5) - S5x06 - Movin' Out (Anthony's Song)
389. (5) - S5x07 - Into the Groove
390. (5) - S5x14 - Don't Sleep in the Subway
391. (5) - S6x11 - Come Sail Away
392. (5) - S6x11 - Take Me to Church
393. (5) - S6x13 - This Time
394. (4) - S1x01 - I Kissed a Girl
395. (4) - S1x03 - Bust Your Windows
396. (4) - S1x10 - Don't Stand So Close to Me/Young Girl
397. (4) - S1x11 - Don't Make Me Over
398. (4) - S1x13 - Don't Rain on My Parade
399. (4) - S1x17 - Ice Ice Baby
400. (4) - S1x18 - Lady Is a Tramp
401. (4) - S1x19 - Safety Dance
402. (4) - S1x20 - Shout It Out Loud
403. (4) - S2x01 - Telephone
404. (4) - S2x01 - Listen
405. (4) - S2x02 - Baby One More Time
406. (4) - S2x04 - Sing!
407. (4) - S2x06 - Teenage Dream
408. (4) - S2x07 - Forget You
409. (4) - S2x17 - Turning Tables
410. (4) - S2x17 - I Follow Rivers
411. (4) - S2x18 - I've Gotta Be Me
412. (4) - S2x19 - Never Going Back Again
413. (4) - S2x20 - Friday
414. (4) - S2x20 - Jar of Hearts
415. (4) - S3x01 - It's Not Unusual
416. (4) - S3x01 - We Got the Beat
417. (4) - S3x04 - Last Friday Night
418. (4) - S3x05 - Uptown Girl
419. (4) - S3x08 - Control
420. (4) - S3x08 - ABC
421. (4) - S3x09 - River
422. (4) - S3x10 - Summer Nights
423. (4) - S3x13 - Cherish/Cherish
424. (4) - S3x14 - Stand
425. (4) - S3x16 - Stayin' Alive
426. (4) - S3x16 - Disco Inferno
427. (4) - S3x20 - Mean
428. (4) - S3x21 - Pinball Wizard
429. (4) - S3x22 - Forever Young
430. (4) - S4x01 - Call Me Maybe
431. (4) - S4x02 - Hold It Against Me
432. (4) - S4x02 - Womanizer
433. (4) - S4x05 - Born to Hand Jive
434. (4) - S4x08 - Let's Have a Kiki/Turkey Lurkey Time
435. (4) - S4x09 - Don't Dream It's Over
436. (4) - S4x09 - Being Good Isn't Good Enough
437. (4) - S4x12 - Torn
438. (4) - S4x13 - Don't Stop Me Now
439. (4) - S4x22 - Rainbow Connection
440. (4) - S5x01 - Yesterday
441. (4) - S5x01 - I Saw Her Standing There
442. (4) - S5x02 - Revolution
443. (4) - S5x03 - No Surrender
444. (4) - S5x08 - Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree
445. (4) - S5x09 - Whenever I Call You Friend
446. (4) - S5x09 - Don't Rain On My Parade
447. (4) - S5x15 - Not While I'm Around
448. (4) - S5x16 - Let's Wait Awhile
449. (4) - S6x04 - Thousand Miles
450. (4) - S6x06 - Baby It's You
451. (4) - S6x06 - Promises, Promises
452. (4) - S6x07 - All About That Bass
453. (3) - S1x01 - Mr. Cellophane
454. (3) - S1x01 - Respect
455. (3) - S1x01 - Rehab
456. (3) - S1x02 - I Say a Little Prayer
457. (3) - S1x05 - Somebody to Love
458. (3) - S1x07 - You Keep Me Hanging On
459. (3) - S1x08 - Sweet Caroline
460. (3) - S1x09 - Dancing With Myself
461. (3) - S1x09 - Defying Gravity
462. (3) - S1x12 - Jump
463. (3) - S1x13 - You Can't Always Get What You Want
464. (3) - S1x14 - Hello, I Love You
465. (3) - S1x14 - Highway to Hell
466. (3) - S1x14 - Hello, Goodbye
467. (3) - S1x15 - Borderline/Open Your Heart
468. (3) - S1x15 - Burning Up
469. (3) - S1x19 - I Dreamed a Dream
470. (3) - S1x22 - Bohemian Rhapsody
471. (3) - S1x22 - Over the Rainbow
472. (3) - S2x02 - I'm a Slave 4 U
473. (3) - S2x03 - Only the Good Die Young
474. (3) - S2x05 - Damn It, Janet
475. (3) - S2x08 - Sway
476. (3) - S2x12 - Firework
477. (3) - S2x14 - Blame It (On the Alcohol)
478. (3) - S2x14 - Tik Tok
479. (3) - S2x16 - Raise Your Glass
480. (3) - S2x16 - Blackbird
481. (3) - S2x22 - Yeah!
482. (3) - S2x22 - My Cup
483. (3) - S3x04 - Bein' Green
484. (3) - S3x09 - Let It Snow
485. (3) - S3x11 - Wanna Be Startin' Somethin'
486. (3) - S3x11 - I Just Can't Stop Loving You
487. (3) - S3x12 - Bamboleo/Hero
488. (3) - S3x13 - Home
489. (3) - S3x15 - I'm Still Standing
490. (3) - S3x15 - Fighter
491. (3) - S3x18 - The Rain in Spain
492. (3) - S3x19 - What Makes You Beautiful
493. (3) - S4x02 - Gimme More
494. (3) - S4x02 - Oops!...I Did It Again
495. (3) - S4x04 - Teenage Dream (Acoustic)
496. (3) - S4x06 - Greased Lightning
497. (3) - S4x07 - Superman
498. (3) - S4x08 - Whistle
499. (3) - S4x09 - O Holy Night
500. (3) - S4x10 - Hanukkah, Oh Hanukkah
501. (3) - S4x11 - Tell Him
502. (3) - S4x13 - Nutbush City Limits
503. (3) - S4x15 - Shout
504. (3) - S4x16 - I Still Believe/Super Bass
505. (3) - S4x19 - Fight for Your Right (to Party)
506. (3) - S4x20 - Little Girls
507. (3) - S5x05 - Wrecking Ball
508. (3) - S5x06 - Piano Man
509. (3) - S5x08 - O Christmas Tree
510. (3) - S5x09 - I Believe in a Thing Called Love
511. (3) - S5x10 - Jumpin' Jumpin'
512. (3) - S5x14 - You Make Me Feel So Young
513. (3) - S5x14 - Downtown
514. (3) - S5x20 - All of Me
515. (3) - S6x09 - I Want to Break Free
516. (3) - S6x12 - Popular
517. (2) - S1x01 - On My Own
518. (2) - S1x02 - Gold Digger
519. (2) - S1x14 - Hello
520. (2) - S1x15 - What It Feels Like for a Girl
521. (2) - S1x17 - Physical
522. (2) - S1x20 - Beth
523. (2) - S1x20 - Funny Girl
524. (2) - S2x01 - Billionaire
525. (2) - S2x03 - Losing My Religion
526. (2) - S2x03 - I Look to You
527. (2) - S2x05 - Science Fiction Double Feature
528. (2) - S2x05 - Planet, Schmanet, Janet
529. (2) - S2x12 - P.Y.T. (Pretty Young Thing)
530. (2) - S2x13 - Baby
531. (2) - S2x14 - One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer
532. (2) - S2x22 - Bella Notte
533. (2) - S2x22 - As Long as You're There
534. (2) - S3x01 - Anything Goes/Anything You Can Do
535. (2) - S3x02 - Something's Coming
536. (2) - S3x05 - A Boy Like That/I Have a Love
537. (2) - S3x07 - I'm the Only One
538. (2) - S3x08 - We Are Young
539. (2) - S3x08 - Red Solo Cup
540. (2) - S3x09 - My Favorite Things
541. (2) - S3x11 - Scream
542. (2) - S3x13 - L-O-V-E
543. (2) - S3x14 - Here's to Us
544. (2) - S3x16 - How Deep Is Your Love
545. (2) - S3x18 - School's Out
546. (2) - S4x03 - Celebrity Skin
547. (2) - S4x05 - Juke Box Hero
548. (2) - S4x06 - Look At Me I'm Sandra Dee (Reprise)
549. (2) - S4x10 - Jingle Bell Rock
550. (2) - S4x11 - I Don't Know How to Love Him
551. (2) - S4x13 - Make No Mistake (She's Mine)
552. (2) - S4x18 - Your Song
553. (2) - S5x02 - Here Comes the Sun
554. (2) - S5x05 - You Are Woman, I Am Man
555. (2) - S5x06 - Honesty
556. (2) - S5x06 - An Innocent Man
557. (2) - S5x09 - Every Breath You Take
558. (2) - S5x10 - Barracuda
559. (2) - S5x10 - Danny's Song
560. (2) - S5x14 - People
561. (2) - S5x15 - You Make Me Feel Like a Natural Woman
562. (2) - S5x15 - Broadway Baby
563. (2) - S5x16 - Addicted to Love
564. (2) - S5x17 - I'm the Greatest Star
565. (2) - S5x17 - NYC
566. (2) - S5x20 - Glitter in the Air
567. (2) - S6x04 - Bitch
568. (2) - S6x06 - Wishin' And Hoping
569. (2) - S6x09 - Uptown Funk
570. (2) - S6x13 - The Winner Takes It All
571. (1) - S1x01 - Can't Fight This Feeling
572. (1) - S1x01 - You're the One That I Want (ver. 1)
573. (1) - S1x01 - Leaving On a Jet Plane
574. (1) - S1x02 - Take a Bow
575. (1) - S1x03 - Mercy
576. (1) - S1x03 - I Wanna Sex You Up
577. (1) - S1x04 - Taking Chances
578. (1) - S1x04 - Tonight
579. (1) - S1x05 - Last Name
580. (1) - S1x05 - Alone
581. (1) - S1x05 - Cabaret
582. (1) - S1x07 - No Air
583. (1) - S1x08 - I Could Have Danced All Night
584. (1) - S1x08 - Bust A Move
585. (1) - S1x08 - Thong Song
586. (1) - S1x08 - What A Girl Wants
587. (1) - S1x10 - I'll Stand By You
588. (1) - S1x10 - (You're Having My Baby)
589. (1) - S1x10 - Crush
590. (1) - S1x11 - Bootylicious
591. (1) - S1x12 - Smile (Charlie Chaplin)
592. (1) - S1x12 - Smile (Lily Allen)
593. (1) - S1x14 - Hello Twelve, Hello Thirteen, Hello Love
594. (1) - S1x19 - Dream On
595. (1) - S1x20 - Poker Face
596. (1) - S1x21 - Loser
597. (1) - S1x21 - Good Vibrations
598. (1) - S1x21 - It's a Man's Man's Man's World
599. (1) - S1x21 - Tell Me Something Good
600. (1) - S2x01 - What I Did for Love
601. (1) - S2x01 - Every Rose Has Its Thorn
602. (1) - S2x01 - Getting to Know You
603. (1) - S2x02 - Toxic
604. (1) - S2x02 - The Only Exception
605. (1) - S2x03 - Papa, Can You Hear Me?
606. (1) - S2x04 - Don't Go Breaking My Heart
607. (1) - S2x04 - With You I'm Born Again
608. (1) - S2x04 - Lucky
609. (1) - S2x07 - Nowadays/Hot Honey rag
610. (1) - S2x07 - Make 'Em Laugh
611. (1) - S2x07 - Conjunction Junction
612. (1) - S2x08 - Ohio
613. (1) - S2x09 - Hey, Soul Sister
614. (1) - S2x09 - The Living Years
615. (1) - S2x09 - Don't Cry for Me Argentina
616. (1) - S2x10 - You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch
617. (1) - S2x10 - We Need a Little Christmas
618. (1) - S2x10 - The Most Wonderful Day of the Year
619. (1) - S2x10 - Welcome Christmas
620. (1) - S2x10 - Merry Christmas, Darling
621. (1) - S2x12 - Fat Bottomed Girls
622. (1) - S2x12 - My Funny Valentine
623. (1) - S2x13 - I Know What Boys Like
624. (1) - S2x13 - This Little Light of Mine
625. (1) - S2x14 - My Headband
626. (1) - S2x16 - Jesus Is My Friend
627. (1) - S2x16 - Candles
628. (1) - S2x16 - Big Ass Heart
629. (1) - S2x16 - Only Child
630. (1) - S2x16 - Trouty Mouth
631. (1) - S2x17 - All By Myself
632. (1) - S2x19 - Nice to Meet You, Have I Slept with You?
633. (1) - S2x22 - Still Got Tonight
634. (1) - S3x01 - Big Spender
635. (1) - S3x02 - Somewhere
636. (1) - S3x03 - Run the World (Girls)
637. (1) - S3x03 - Fix You
638. (1) - S3x04 - Waiting for a Girl Like You
639. (1) - S3x05 - Tonight
640. (1) - S3x05 - One Hand, One Heart
641. (1) - S3x07 - Jolene
642. (1) - S3x07 - Girls Just Wanna Have Fun
643. (1) - S3x08 - Man in the Mirror
644. (1) - S3x08 - Buenos Aires
645. (1) - S3x09 - Christmas Wrapping
646. (1) - S3x09 - Do They Know It's Christmas?
647. (1) - S3x09 - Santa Claus Is Coming to Town
648. (1) - S3x10 - Wedding Bell Blues (Bill)
649. (1) - S3x11 - I Want You Back
650. (1) - S3x12 - Don't Wanna Lose You
651. (1) - S3x12 - A Little Less Conversation
652. (1) - S3x13 - You're the Top
653. (1) - S3x13 - Chapel of Love
654. (1) - S3x16 - You Should Be Dancing
655. (1) - S3x16 - More Than a Woman
656. (1) - S3x16 - Boogie Shoes
657. (1) - S3x16 - Night Fever
658. (1) - S3x17 - Saving All My Love For You
659. (1) - S3x17 - I Wanna Dance With Somebody (Who Loves Me)
660. (1) - S3x18 - Cry
661. (1) - S3x19 - Dinosaur
662. (1) - S3x20 - I Won't Give Up
663. (1) - S4x01 - Sister Christian
664. (1) - S4x06 - Look At Me I'm Sandra Dee
665. (1) - S4x08 - Gangnam Style
666. (1) - S4x09 - Something Stupid
667. (1) - S4x10 - Feliz Navidad
668. (1) - S4x11 - Baby Got Back
669. (1) - S4x11 - I Only Have Eyes for You
670. (1) - S4x15 - You're All the World to Me
671. (1) - S4x18 - More Than Words
672. (1) - S5x02 - Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band
673. (1) - S5x02 - Something
674. (1) - S5x04 - Roar
675. (1) - S5x05 - Blurred Lines
676. (1) - S5x06 - My Life
677. (1) - S5x07 - The Fox
678. (1) - S5x07 - Cheek to Cheek
679. (1) - S5x16 - I Want to Know What Love Is
680. (1) - S5x17 - Who Are You Now
681. (1) - S5x18 - Piece of My Heart
682. (1) - S5x18 - Wake Me Up
683. (1) - S5x20 - No Time At All
684. (1) - S6x01 - Dance the Night Away
685. (1) - S6x01 - Uninvited
686. (1) - S6x01 - Let It Go
687. (1) - S6x01 - Suddenly Seymour
688. (1) - S6x02 - Viva Voce
689. (1) - S6x04 - Rock Lobster
690. (1) - S6x04 - Whip It
691. (1) - S6x05 - My Sharona
692. (1) - S6x05 - You Spin Me Round (Like a Record)
693. (1) - S6x06 - Arthur's Theme
694. (1) - S6x06 - I'll Never Fall in Love Again
695. (1) - S6x07 - Same Love
696. (1) - S6x09 - Break Free
697. (1) - S6x09 - Lose My Breath
698. (1) - S6x09 - Friday I'm in Love
699. (1) - S6x10 - Far From Over
700. (1) - S6x10 - The Trolley Song
701. (1) - S6x11 - Mickey
702. (NA) - S1x10 - Endless Love
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(Give Me A) Reason To Live
Chapter 2
by @dracusfyre
“Do you know where they are planning to take him?” James asked as he headed for the stairs up to his room. Tony started to follow him then realized that James was going to drop his towel to get dressed and after a moment of temptation, stayed at the bottom of the stairs instead.
“SHIELD facility in New York,” Tony called up, trying very hard to concentrate on anything except what his imagination was currently trying to show him regarding a naked James next to a bed.
“SHIELD SHIELD, or Hydra SHIELD?” James said from above, voice slightly muffled.
“SHIELD SHIELD, as far as I can tell,” Tony said. “Fury himself is taking the lead, for now. But there’s always the question of what will happen after he wakes up, and I’m sure Hydra will be trying to weasel themselves into those plans.”
“True.” James jogged back down the stairs, his shirt clinging to damp skin and hair pulled away from his face. “So what do you think? Intercept before or after he wakes up?”
“After, I think.” Tony led him downstairs to the lab, where James had his own computer setup. He sat down at it and powered it on while Tony fired up the fancy coffee machine in the back of the room. “I mean, we have no idea how to thaw out someone safely, and no equipment to do so if we did.��
“True.” James pulled up the Hydra files and read the message that had sent Tony racing up the stairs, then started searching for the exact location of the Valkyrie and the NY SHIELD office to start planning. After a few weeks of fits and starts due to poor communication, they had finally settled into a good division of labor: Tony dug through the files for appropriate targets and when he had them, James would come up with the actual plan of attack. “The exfil will be a lot easier if he’s awake.”
Tony nodded and silence reigned for a long time, broken only by the sound of keyboards and James occasionally making notes. He didn’t realize he had fallen asleep at his desk until James shook him awake and herded him to bed. He’d been having a dream about Captain America, some fuzzy half-remembered thing where the man was scolding him for something, then he had turned into Tony’s father and sent Tony to his room. You didn’t have to be a shrink to pick up on that symbolism, Tony thought as he fell into bed.
“You should get undressed,” James said and Tony froze, suddenly wide awake as his heart hammered. Did he really…?
“What?” He managed, rolling over to look up at James.
Who raised an eyebrow and pointed to Tony’s feet. “You’re still wearing the shoes we went hiking in,” he pointed out, and Tony let his head fall back against the pillows as his face got hot.
“Right,” he mumbled, and toed them off to fall on the floor. James was still standing there, looking expectant, so with a put-upon sigh Tony sat up and started peeling off the rest of his clothes as well.
“This is going to change everything, isn’t it?” he said as James started to leave. “This thing with Cap?”
James hesitated at the door, the hand on the door frame gleaming in the dim light from the computers in the next room. “Get some sleep, Tony,” he said after a moment. “We’ll talk about it in the morning.”
There was that sick feeling again. Tony tossed his clothes in the corner and fell back into bed, and recited the digits of pi until he fell asleep.
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By the time Tony woke up and stumbled up the stairs, James was awake and thankfully already making breakfast. He shuffled up to the kitchen table and muttered a thanks as James slid a cup of coffee across the table. James knew better than to attempt conversation before Tony was ready, so they sat and ate in silence until Tony was finally awake enough to say, “Any news?”
“Nothing much. They needed special equipment to break through the ice without destabilizing the plane and sending it to the bottom of the ocean,” James said between bites of pancake.
“So we’ve got time?”
“Little bit.”
“Got a plan?” At that, James tilted his head back and forth in an eh, sort of motion. “What do you need?”
“More intel.”
Tony just grunted and finished off his coffee. If James still had questions they would be ready and waiting for Tony downstairs, and since they had time, Tony needed at least one more cup of coffee before dealing with that. He pushed away from the table and put his plate in the dishwasher, then refilled his coffee and sat back down while James kept eating. This was another good system that they’d figured out over the past year; James ate twice as much as Tony, at least, to power that supersoldier metabolism, which worked out because by the time James was done eating, Tony was finished with his second cup of coffee and they were both ready to start the day. “Hey, where’s he going to sleep?” Tony blurted out without thinking, then cringed. “Nevermind, that’s a stupid question.”
James just shrugged as he used his last bite to sop up some maple syrup. “Dunno. One of us will have to double bunk with someone, or take the couch, or get another mattress. Does it matter?”
“No, of course not.”
But James was eyeing him thoughtfully. “Is that what you meant? Last night?”
“Huh?”
“You said this was going to change everything.”
“Oh.” Tony looked down at his coffee cup to avoid James’ eyes. “I, uh, I meant we’re not going to be able to fly under the radar anymore, you know? After stealing Captain America out from under SHIELD and Hydra’s noses.”
“True.” As James picked up his plate and put it in the dishwasher as well, he said, “You should call him Steve. We’re rescuing Steve Rogers, not Captain America.”
Right. Of course. Like Tony could forget that James and Cap- Steve had a past. “Yeah, sure, sorry,” Tony muttered, taking a sip of coffee against the sour taste in his mouth. “I’ll head downstairs and get started on that intel.”
Once downstairs, he could see why James had left these questions to him. Questions like finding the building plans for the SHIELD facility and learning which personnel were going to be assigned to Steve were going to take some hacking to find out. Fortunately, when it came to SHIELD, Hydra was already infested in their systems, and Tony had a backdoor to Hydra, so by lunch time he was jogging back up the stairs to tell James what he’d found and almost tripped over a Barret MK22.
“Careful,” James said, sitting at the center of what looked like an explosion in a firearms factory. “I thought you’d be down there for longer.”
“Packing for the trip?” Tony asked, stepping carefully around the sniper rifle and picking his way through the rest of James’ collection towards the kitchen.
“Planning. Trying to figure out what we might need to pick up before we go.”
“I got that info for you, if that helps your planning.” Tony took one of the many frozen meals out of the freezer and popped it in the microwave. “Looks like they are keeping this information pretty close to the chest, which is good for us. Not going to be a lot of attention on him when it comes time to do our thing.” James only made an absent noise, clearly still lost in thought as he stared at a stack of C4, so for a while there was only the humming of the microwave until Tony got impatient and opened the door early. “I’ll be downstairs,” he told James as he grabbed a fork and gingerly picked up his molten hot lasagna.
“I’m coming,” James said, getting to his feet with a smooth, easy motion that made Tony feel every one of his years. Tony settled down in his computer chair as James stood behind him, leaving Tony with a prickling awareness of how close he was. Tony took a deep breath to steady himself and pulled up the report he’d slapped together. First was the building plan, and after it got James’ nod of approval Tony sent it to the jumbo printer because he knew that James liked to work off of hard copies. Next was a series of internal shield memos proposing a variety of plans for what to do when Steve woke up, and James snorted derisively as he read them. “Not a single one of these people know anything about Steve, do they?”
“I mean, only what they learned from history books, I guess. What would you do?”
“You mean what am I going to do? I’m going to say, ‘Wake the fuck up, Steve, we gotta get out of here now follow me.’”
Tony laughed and saw James’ mouth curl up at the corners. “Simple and effective. I like it.” Since SHIELD was still trying to decide its plan of action, Tony dismissed the emails and started pulling up the personnel list. Like he’d said, it wasn’t long; SHIELD was playing this one close to the vest for now.
“Wait.” Tony immediately stopped scrolling as James leaned over his shoulder, smelling like shower soap and gun oil. “I know her,” James said, frowning. He pointed at the redhead. “Who is she?”
“Well, her SHIELD ID says Natalie Rushman,” Tony said. “Is she Hydra?”
“No…” James said slowly, eyebrows drawing together as he tried to remember. Many of his memories had come back surprisingly quickly once they’d escaped Hydra, making for some really touch-and-go moments in the early months as James had often woken up screaming from nightmares and had wandered around the cabin hollow-eyed and haunted. Going into the woods had been his escape in those days, and he’d only told Tony what he was up to after Tony had gotten cabin fever and decided to go for a hike and figure out what all the hype was about with fresh air and nature. “I think I shot her once.”
“Think she’d know your face?”
“Maybe.” Tony could tell that James was still frustrated by the almost-there memory so he left the image up on the screen for him to stare at.
“That’ll be a complication, since she’s part of his reintegration team,” Tony mused. “Strangely enough, I guess that means between the two of us, I’ll be the one least likely to be recognized. Not something I ever thought I’d say.”
“Oh, yeah? Why’s that?”
“Um…” Tony squinted at James and realized that obviously James wouldn’t know much about Tony’s past, other than what he’d told him or what James would have seen in the Hydra files. Especially if it hadn’t occurred to James to look him up on the internet, which he guessed was possible. “I was, uh, kind of a celebrity.”
“What for? Were you a movie star or something?”
Tony made a face. He didn’t want to admit that he was mostly famous for a series of sex scandals to someone who had personally known Captain America. “Nothing good,” he said finally. “Stupid stuff.” No chance James wasn’t going to Google him now, but at least he wouldn’t have to explain to James’ face why there were so many pictures on the internet of him naked. Thankfully, James just shrugged, apparently willing to leave it at that, so Tony quickly went through the rest of the items on James’ list. There was also no further updates on the efforts to get Steve out of the ice, so they were officially in Tony’s least favorite part of any operation: the hurry up and wait part.
With nothing else to do in the lab, Tony set JARVIS to keep an eye on any further communication and followed James back up the stairs. Since the couch was the only part of the living room that wasn’t covered in some kind of weapon, Tony perched on it and turned on the TV while James organized his collection. Making sad noises at James got him his forgotten lasagna from downstairs with the low, low cost of grumbling and an eye roll, leaving Tony to have a pleasant couple of hours hanging out in companionable silence with James. At some point, James had changed position to lean against the couch while sitting on the floor, which had meant that his back was pressing against Tony’s leg, warm and solid and something Tony only thought about every 15 seconds or so for a solid hour.
“I was thinking about what you said earlier,” James said after a while, sitting up and sadly moving away from Tony as he started to put away the weapons, sorting them into piles and returning some to their hiding places. “About this operation breaking our cover.”
“Yeah?”
“Your suit. Could you make it flashy?”
“Flashy?” Tony echoed in confusion. He had a couple of suit builds now, based on the various types of missions they went on, but all of them were matte black and had a rubberized exterior to reduce the noise and radar profile. “I mean, sure, that wouldn’t be hard. But why?”
“Our best bet might be for you to create a distraction, and I think you zooming down 5th Avenue would be a good distraction.”
Tony stared at him, stomach turning as his whole body went hot and cold with fear. “No,” he said shakily, turning away from James and sliding further into the couch, staring resolutely at the TV screen. “No fucking way.” Tony pulled the blanket tighter around himself, curling into a ball. Everything depended on him not being seen, on Hydra not knowing he was alive. Everything. How could James not know that? Was Tony supposed to jump at the chance to sacrifice himself for Steve? Because one look at the suit and Hydra would know, Stane would know, and then– then-
A sudden warm hand on his shoulder made him jump and lash out. When his hands only met hard muscle fight turned to flight and he scrambled away. But as he tried to get to his feet he tripped over a blanket and hit the floor hard, knocking the wind out of him. His heart was pounding in his ears but eventually he heard James talking to him, saying “Tony, fuck, I’m sorry, I didn’t realize, just wait,” and that was like a bucket of water to the face. He realized he was sweating and his breathing was fast and shallow, and as he looked up at James he felt the hot crawl of humiliation.
“I’m fine,” he said shortly as he climbed to his feet. “I’m going to take a shower.” He could feel the pressure of James’ eyes and his silence against his back as he went to the bathroom and closed the door behind him. He shook for a while, leaning against the bathroom door, before he finally managed to turn on the shower.
The awkwardness lasted until dinner, with James clearly wanting to say something but unsure how to bring it up, and Tony too embarrassed to meet his eye or give him an opening. Thankfully, JARVIS gave them an update halfway through dinner, and the tension eased as conversation turned towards their plan. Since James had cooked, Tony reluctantly got up to do the dishes, only to have James gently crowd him away from the sink. “You need to get ready for the mission,” James pointed out, which was a flimsy excuse because it didn’t take that long to get the suit ready to go now that Tony had figured out how to make it deploy from something the size of a suitcase, but Tony didn’t argue. He hated doing dishes.
It was also better than staying upstairs and risking that James would say something, so he went downstairs to prep the suit. Once down there, though, he slowed as he approached the Mark VII, remembering James’ suggestion earlier. Though the thought still make his limbs feel weak and his heart race, he forced himself to sit down and consider the idea instead of running from it. He knew what James had been trying to suggest; he could get the attention of the police and any SHIELD agents in the area and draw them away from James while he rescued Steve. He could even put a few holes in the building to cover their escape then disappear as soon as they were clear. It was smart, it was simple, and it was fucking terrifying.
Though there was no escaping the fact that Tony had put in a lot of effort making sure Hydra would think he was dead, and this was going to undo all of that work. “Fuck,” Tony groaned, digging the heels of his hands into his eyes. It wasn’t like James wasn’t risking everything, too, but apparently he was willing to let Tony take the cowards way out even if it made their plan harder. “JARVIS,” he said finally, voice muffled behind his hands. “Warm up the machines, we’re modifying one of the suits. We’re changing up the armor.” What was an eye-catching color? Probably red, a bright red. All the better to wave himself in front of the metaphorical bull. But all red would look like shit. “Red and gold,” Tony said finally. “Make me a mockup of the armor in red and gold.”
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Free Music in a Capitalist Society - Iggy Pop's Keynote Speech Transcript
Hi, I'm Iggy Pop. I've held a steady job at BBC 6 Music now for almost a year, which is a long time in my game. I always hated radio and the jerks who pushed that shit music into my tender mind, with rare exceptions. When I was a boy, I used to sit for hours suffering through the entire US radio top 40 waiting for that one song by The Beatles and the other one by The Kinks. Had there been anything like John Peel available in my Midwestern town I would have been thrilled. So it's an honor to be here. I understand that. I appreciate it.
Some months ago when the idea of this talk came up I thought it might be okay to talk about free music in a Capitalist society. So that's what I'm gonna try to talk about. A society in which the Capitalist system dominates all the others, and seeks their destruction when they get in its way. Since then, the shit has really hit the fan on the subject, thanks to U2 and Apple. I worked half of my life for free. I didn't really think about that one way or the other, until the masters of the record industry kept complaining that I wasn't making them any money. To tell you the truth, when it comes to art, money is an unimportant detail. It just happens to be a huge one unimportant detail. But, a good LP is a being, it's not a product. It has a life-force, a personality, and a history, just like you and me. It can be your friend. Try explaining that to a weasel.
As I learned when I hit 30 +, and realized I was penniless, and almost unable to get my music released, music had become an industrial art and it was the people who excelled at the industry who got to make the art. I had to sell most of my future rights to keep making records to keep going. And now, thanks to digital advances, we have a very large industry, which is laughably maybe almost entirely pirate so nobody can collect shit. Well, it was to be expected. Everybody made a lot of money reselling all of recorded musical history in CD form back in the 90s, but now the cat is out of the bag and the new electronic devices which estrange people from their morals also make it easier to steal music than to pay for it. So there's gonna be a correction.
When I started The Stooges we were organized as a group of Utopian communists. All the money was held communally and we lived together while we shared the pursuit of a radical ideal. We shared all song writing, publishing and royalty credits equally – didn’t matter who wrote it - because we'd seen it on the back of a Doors album and thought it was cool, at least I did. Yeah. I thought songwriting was about the glory, I didn't know you'd get paid for it. We practiced a total immersion to try to forge a new approach which would be something of our own. Something of lasting value. Something that was going to be revealed and created and was not yet known.
We are now in the age of the schemer and the plan is always big, big, big, but it's the nature of the technology created in the service of the various schemes that the pond, while wide, is very shallow. Nobody cares about anything too deeply expect money. Running out of it, getting it. I never sincerely wanted to be rich. There is a, in the US, we have this guy “Do you sincerely wanna be rich? You can do it!” I didn’t sincerely want to be rich. I never sincerely felt like making anyone else that way. That made me a kind of a wild card in the 60's and 70's. I got into the game because it felt good to play and it felt like being free. I'm still hearing today about how my early works with The Stooges were flops. But they're still in print and they sell 45 years later, they sell. Okay, it took 20 or 25 years for the first royalties to roll in. So sue me.
Some of us who couldn't get anywhere for years kept beating our heads against the same wall to no avail. No one did that better than my friends The Ramones. They kept putting out album after album, frustrated that they weren't getting the hit. They even tried Phil Spector and his handgun. After the first couple of records, which made a big impact, they couldn't sustain the quality, but I noticed that every album had at least one great song and I thought, wow if these guys would just stop and give it a rest, society would for sure catch up to them. And that's what's happening now, but they're not around to enjoy it. I used to run into Johnny at a little rehearsal joint in New York and he'd be in a big room all alone with a Marshall stack just going "dum, dum, dum, dum, dum" all my himself. I asked him why and he said if he didn't practice doing that exactly the way he did it live he'd lose it. He was devoted and obsessive, so were Joey and Deedee. I like that. Johnny asked me one day - Iggy don't you hate Offspring and the way they're so popular with that crap they play. That should be us, they stole it from us. I told him look, some guys are born and raised to be the captain of the football team and some guys are just gonna be James Dean in Rebel Without a Cause and that's the way it is. Not everybody is meant to be big. Not everybody big is any good.
I only ever wanted the money because it was symbolic of love and the best thing I ever did was to make a lifetime commitment to continue playing music no matter what, which is what I resolved to do at the age of 18. If who you are is who you are that is really hard to steal, and it can lead you in all sorts of useful directions when the road ahead of you is blocked and it will get blocked. Now I'm older and I need all the dough I can get. So I too am concerned about losing those lovely royalties, now that they've finally arrived, in the maze of the Internet. But I'm also diversifying my income, because a stream will dry up. I'm not here to complain about that, I'm here to survive it.
When I was starting out as a full time musician I was walking down the street one bright afternoon in the seedier part of my Midwestern college town. I passed a dive bar and from it emerged a portly balding pallid middle aged musician in a white tux with a drink in one hand and a guitar in the other. He was blinking in the daylight. I had a strong intuition that this was a fate to be avoided. He seemed cut off from society and resigned to an oblivious obscurity. A bar fly. An accessory to booze. So how do you engage society as an artist and get them to pay you? Well, that's a matter of art. And endurance.
To start with, I cannot stress enough the importance of study. I was lucky to work in a discount record store in Ann Arbor Michigan as a stock boy where I was exposed to a little bit of every form of music imaginable on record at the time. I listened to it all whether I liked it or not. Be curious. And I played in my high school orchestra and I learned the joy of the warm organic instruments working together in the service of a classical piece. That sticks with you forever. If anyone out there can get a chance to put an instrument and some knowledge in some kids hand, you've done a great, great thing.
Comparative information is a key to freedom. I found other people who were smarter than me. To teach me. My first pro band was a blues band called The Prime Movers and the leader Michael Erlewine was a very bright hippy beatnik with a beautifully organized record collection in library form of The Blues. I'd never really heard the Blues. That part of our American heritage was kept off the major media. It was system up, people down. No Big Bill Broonzy on BBC for us. Boy I wish! No money in it. But everything I learned from Michael's beautiful library became the building blocks for anything good I've done since. Guys like this are priceless. If you find one, follow him, or her. Get the knowledge.
Once in secondary school in the 60's some class clowns dressed up the tallest guy in school in a trench coat, shades and a fedora and rushed him in to a school dance with great hubbub proclaiming "Del Shannon is here, Del Shannon is here." And until they got to the stage we all believed them, because nobody knew what Del Shannon looked like. He was just a voice on some great records. He had no social ID. By the early 60's that had really changed with the invasion of The Beatles and The Stones. This time TV was added to the mix and print media too. So you knew who they were, or so you thought anyway. I'm mentioning this because the best way to survive the death or change of an industry is to transcend its form. You're better off with an identity of your own or maybe a few of them. Something special.
It is my own personal view having lived through it that in America The Beatles replaced our assassinated president Kennedy, who represented our hopes for a certain kind of society. Didn’t get there. And The Stones replaced our assassinated folk music which our own leaders suppressed for cultural, racial, and financial reasons. It wasn't okay with everybody to be Kennedy or Muddy Waters, but those messages could be accepted if they came through white entertainers from the parent culture. That's why they’re still around.
Years later I had the impression that Apple, the corporation, had successfully co-opted the good feelings that the average American felt about the culture of the Beatles, by kind of stealing the name of their company so I bought a little stock. Good move. 1992. Woo! But look, everybody is subject to the rip off and has to change affiliations from time to time. Even Superman and Barbie were German before America tempted them to come over. Tough luck, Nietzche.
So who owns what anyway. Or as Bob Dylan said "The relationships of ownership." That’s gates of Eden. Nobody knows for long, especially these days. Apparently when BBC radio was founded, the record companies in England wouldn't allow the BBC to play their master recordings because they thought no one would buy them for their personal use if they could hear them free on the radio. So they were really confused about what they had. They didn’t get it. And how people feel about music. ‘Cause it’s a feel thing, and it resists logic. It’s not binary code. Later when CD's came in, the retail merchants in American all panicked because they were just too damn tiny and they thought that Americans want something that looks big, like a vinyl record. Well they had a point but their solution was a kind of Frankenstein called "The Long Box." It didn't fool anybody because half of it was empty. It had a little CD in the bottom. You’d open it up and it was empty. Now we have people in the Sahara using GPS to bury huge wads of Euros under sand dunes for safe keeping. But GPS was created for military spying from the high ground, not radical banking so any sophisticated system, along with the bounty it brings, is subject to primitive hijacking.
I wanna talk about a type of entrepreneur who functions as a kind of popular music patron of the arts. It’s good to know a patron. I call him El Padron because his relationship to the artist is essentially feudal, though benign. He or she (La Padrona) if you will, is someone, usually the product of successful, enlightened parents, who owns a record company, but has had benefit of a very good education, and can see a bigger picture than a petty business person. If they like an artists’ style and it suits them, they'll support you even if you’re not a big money spinner. I can tell you, some of these powerful guys get so bored that if you are fun in the office, you’ll go places. Their ancestors, the old time record crooks just made it their business to make great, great records, but also to rip off the artist 100%, copyright, publishing, royalty splits, agency fees, you name it. If anyone complained the line was "Pay you? We worship you!" God bless Bo Diddley.
By the time I came along, there was a new brand of Padron. People like this are still around and some can help you. One was named Jack Holzman. Jack had a beautiful label called Elektra Records, they put out Judy Collins, Tim Buckley, the Doors and Love. He'd started working in his family record store, like Brian Epstein. He dressed mod and he treated us very gently. He was a civilized man. He obviously loved the arts, but what he really wanted to do was build his business - and he did. He had his own concerns, and style, and you had to serve them, and of course when he sold out, as all indies do, you were stranded culturally in the hands of a cold clumsy conglomerate. But he put us in the right studios with the right producers and he tried to get us seen in the right venues and it really helped. This is a good example of the industry.
Another good guy I met is Sir Richard Branson. I ended up serving my full term at Virgin Records having been removed from every other label. And he created a superior culture there. People were happier and nicer than the weasels at some other places. The first time he tried to sign me it didn't work out, because I had my sights set on A&M, a company I thought would help make me respectable. After all they had Sting! Richard was secretly starting his own company at the time in the US and he phoned me in my tiny flat with no furniture. He said he'd give me a longer term deal with more dough than the other guys and he was very, very polite and soft spoken. But I had just smoked a joint that day and I couldn't make a decision. So I went with the other guys who soon got sick of me. Virgin picked me up again later on the rebound. And on the cheap. Damn. My own fault.
Another kind of indie legend who is slightly more contemporary is Long Gone John of the label Sympathy for the Record Industry. Good name. John is famous with some artists for his disinterest in paying royalties. He has a very interesting music themed folk art collection – its visible online - which includes my leather jacket. I wish he'd give it back. There are lots of indie people with a gift for organization who just kind of collect freaks and throw them up at the wall to see who sticks. You gotta watch 'em.
When you go a step down creatively from the Padrons who are actually entrepreneurs you get to the executives. You don't wanna know these guys. They usually came over from legal or accounting. They have protégés usually called A&R men to do their dirty work. You can become a favorite with them if your fame or image might reflect limelight on their career. They tend to have no personalities to speak of, which is their strength. Strangely they're never really thinking about the good of their parent company as much as old number one. Avoid them. If you’re an artist, they’ll make you sick or suicidal. The only good thing the conglomerate can do for you – and they’ve done it recently for me - is make you really, really ubiquitous. They do that well. But, when the company is your banker, then you are basically gonna be the Beverly Hill Billies. So it's best not to take their money. Especially when you’re young. These are very tough people, and they can hurt you.
So who are the good guys?! They asked me when they read this thing at BBC 6 Music. Well there are lots of them. If fact, today there are more than ever and they are just about all indies, but first I want to mention Peter Gabriel and WOMAD for everything they've done for what seems like forever to help the greatest musicians in the world, the so called world musicians to gain a foothold and make a living in the modern screwed up cash and carry world. Traditional music was never a for profit enterprise, all the best forms were developed as a kind of you’re job in the community. It was pretty good, it was “Yeah, I’m a musician, I’m gonna skip like doing the dishes or taking the trash out.” It's not surprising that all the greatest singers and players come from parts of the world where everybody is broke and the old ways are getting paved over. So it's crucial for everyone that these treasures not be lost. There are other people of means and intelligence who help others in this way like Philip Glass through Tibet House, David Burn with Luaka Bop, Damon Albarn through Honest John Records. Shout out to Hypnotic Brass Ensemble. Almost all the best music is coming out on indies today like XL Matador, Burger, Anti, Epitaph, Mute, Rough Trade, 4 A D, Sub Pop, etc. etc.
But now YouTube is trying to put the squeeze on these people because it's just easier for a power nerd to negotiate with a couple big labels who own the kind of music that people listen to when they're really not that into music, which of course is most people. So they've got the numbers. But the indies kind of have the guns. I've noticed that indies are showing strength at some of the established streaming services like Spotify and Rhapsody – people are choosing that music. And it's also great that some people are starting their own outlets, like Pledge Music, Band Camp or Drip. As the commercial trade swings more into general show biz the indies will be the only place to go for new talent, outside the Mickey Mouse Club, so I think they were right to band together and sign the Fair Digital Deals Declaration.
There are just so many ways to screw an artist that it's unbelievable. In the old vinyl days they would deduct 10% "breakage fees" for records supposedly broken in shipping, whether that happened or not, and now they have unattributed digital revenue, whatever the **** that means. It means money for some guy’s triple bypass. I actually think that what Thom Yorke has done with Bit Torrent is very good. I was gonna say here: “Sure the guy is a pirate at Bit Torrent” but I was warned legally, so I’ll say: “Sure the guy a Bit Torrent is a pirate’s friend” But all pirates want to go legit, just like I wanted to be respectable. It’s normal. After a while people feel like you’re a crook, it’s too hard to do business. So it’s good in this case that Thom Yorke is encouraging a positive change. The music is good. It’s being offered at a low price direct to people who care.
I want to try to define what I am talking about when I say free. For me in the arts or in the media, there are two kinds of free. One kind of free is when the process is something that people just feel for you. You feel a sense of possibility. You feel a lack of constraint. This leads to powerful, energetic, sometimes kind of loony situations.
Vice Media is an interesting case of this because they started as a free handout, using public funds, and they had open, free-wheeling minds. Originally a free handout was called Voice and these kids were like “Just get rid of the old! I don’t wanna be Vice, yeah!” Okay. By taking an immersive approach with no particular preconceptions to their reporting, they've become a huge success, also through corporate advertising, at attracting big, big money investment hundreds of millions of dollars now pumped into Fox Media and a couple of others bigger than that in the US. And they get it because they attract lots of little boy eyeballs. So they brought us Dennis Rodman in North Korea. And it’s kind of a travesty, but it’s kind of spunky. It's interesting that capital investment, for all its posturing, never really leads, it always follows. They follow the action. So if it's money you're after, be the yourself in a consistent way and you might get it. You’ll at least end up getting what you are worth and feel better. Just follow your nose.
The second kind of freedom to me that is important in the media is the idea of giving freely. When you feel or sense that someone that someone is giving you something not out of profit, but out of self-respect, Christian charity, whatever it is. That has a very powerful energy. The Guardian, in my understanding, was founded by an endowment by a successful man with a social conscience who wanted to help create a voice for what I would call the little guy. So they have a kind of moral mission or imperative. This has given them the latitude to try to be interesting, thoughtful, helpful. And they bring Edward Snowden to the world stage. Something that is not pleasant for a lot of people to hear about, but we need to know.
These two approaches couldn't be more different. To justify their new mega bucks Vice will have to expand and expand in capital terms. Presumably they'll have to titillate a dumb, but energetic audience. Of course all capitalist expansions are subject to the big bang – balloon, bust, poof, and you’re gone. As for the Guardian I would imagine that the task involves gaining the trust and support of a more discerning, less definable reader, without spending the principal. There is usually an antipathy between cultural poles, but these two actually have a lot in common in terms of the energy and nuisance to power that they are willing to generate. I wish red and blue could come together somehow.
Sometimes I'd rather read than listen to music. One of my favourite odd books is Bootleg: The Secret History of the Other Recording Industry by Clinton Heylin. I bought the book in the 90's because a couple of my bootlegs were mentioned. I loved my bootlegs. They did a lot for me. I never really thought about the dough much. I liked the titles, like Suck on This, Stow Away DOA or Metalic KO. The packaging was always way more creative and edgy than most of my official stuff. So I just liked being seen and heard, like anybody else. These bootleggers were creative. Here are two quotes from the dust jacket by veteran industry stalwarts on the subject of bootlegs in 1994.
"Bootleg is the thoroughly researched and highly entertaining tale of those colorful brigands, hapless amateurs, and true believers who have done wonders for my record collection. Rock and roll doesn't get more underground than this." – that was David Fricke, the music editor of Rolling Stone "I think that bootlegs keep the flame of the music alive by keeping it out of not only the industry's conception of the artist, but also the artist's conception of the artist." – that was Lenny Kaye from the Patti Smith group, musician, critic and my friend.
Wow!! Sounds heroic and vital!
I wonder what these guys feel about all of this now, because things have changed, haven't they? We are now talking about Megaupload, Kim Dot Com, big money, political power, and varying definitions of theft that are legally way over my head. But I know a con man when I see one. I want to include a rant from an early bootlegger in this discussion because it's so passionate and I just think it's funny.
This is Lou Cohan "If anybody thinks that if I have purchased every single Rolling Stones album in existence, and I have bought all the Rolling Stones albums that have been released in England, France, Japan, Italy, and Brazil that if I have an extra $100 in my pocket instead of buying a Rolling Stones bootleg I am going to buy a John Denver album or a Sinead O'Conner album, they are retarded."
So the guy is trying to say don't try to force me. And don't steal my choice. And the people who don't want the free U2 download are trying to say, don't try to force me. And they've got a point. Part of the process when you buy something from an artist. It’s a kind of anointing, you are giving people love. It’s your choice to give or withhold. You are giving a lot of yourself, besides the money. But in this particular case, without the convention, maybe some people felt like they were robbed of that chance and they have a point. It’s not the only point. These are not bad guys. But now, everybody's a bootlegger, but not as cute, and there are people out there just stealing the stuff and saying don't try to force me to pay. And that act of thieving will become a habit and that’s bad for everything. So we are exchanging the corporate rip off for the public one. Aided by power nerds. Kind of computer Putins. They just wanna get rich and powerful. And now the biggest bands are charging insane ticket prices or giving away music before it can flop, in an effort to stay huge. And there's something in this huge thing that kind of sucks.
Which brings us to Punk. The most punk thing I ever saw in my life was Malcolm McLaren's cardboard box full of dirty old winkle pinkers. It was the first thing I saw walking in the door of Let It Rock in 1972 which was his shop at Worlds End on the Kings Road. It was a huge ugly cardboard bin full of mismatched unpolished dried out winkle pickers without laces at some crazy price like maybe five pounds each. Another 200 yards up the street was Granny Takes a Trip, where they sold proper Rockstar clothes like scarves, velvet jackets, and snake skin platform boy boots. Malcolm's obviously worthless box of shit was like a fire bomb against the status quo because it was saying that these violent shoes have the right idea and they are worth more than your fashion, which serves a false value. This is right out of the French enlightenment.
So is the thieving that big a deal? Ethically, yes, and it destroys people because it's a bad road you take. But I don't think that's the biggest problem for the music biz. I think people are just a little bit bored, and more than a little bit broke. No money. Especially simple working people who have been totally left out, screwed and abandoned. If I had to depend on what I actually get from sales I’d be tending bars between sets. I mean honestly it’s become a patronage system. There’s a lot of corps involved and I don’t fault any of them but it’s not as much fun as playing at the Music Machine in Camden Town in 1977. There is a general atmosphere of resentment, pressure, kind of strange perpetual war, dripping on all the time. And I think that prosecuting some college kid because she shared a file is a lot like sending somebody to Australia 200 years ago for poaching his lordship's rabbit. That's how it must seem to poor people who just want to watch a crappy movie for free after they’ve been working themselves to death all day at Tesco or whatever, you know.
If I wanna make music, at this point in my life I'd rather do what I want, and do it for free, which I do, or cheap, if I can afford to. I can. And fund through alternative means, like a film budget, or a fashion website, both of which I've done. Those seem to be turning out better for me than the official rock n roll company albums I struggle through. Sorry. If I wanna make money, well how about selling car insurance? At least I'm honest. It's an ad and that's all it is. Every free media platform I've ever known has been a front for advertising or propaganda or both. And it always colors the content. In other words, you hear crap on the commercial radio. The licensing of music by films, corps, and TV has become a flood, because these people know they're not a hell of a lot of fun so they throw in some music that is. I'm all for that, because that's the way the door opened for me. I got heard on tv before radio would take a chance. But then I was ok. Good. And others too. I notice there are a lot of people, younger and younger, getting their exposure that way. But it's a personal choice. I think it’s an aesthetic one, not an ethical one.
Now with the Internet people can choose to hear stuff and investigate it in their own way. If they want to see me jump around the Manchester Apollo with a horse tail instead of trying to be a proper Rockstar, they can look. Good. Personally I don't worry too much about how much I get paid for any given thing, because I never expected much in the first place and the whole industry has become bloated in its expectations. Look, Howling Wolf would work for a sandwich. This whole thing started in Honky Tonk bars. It's more important to do something important or just make people feel something and then just trust in God. If you're an entertainer your God is the public. They'll take care of you somehow. I want them to hear my music any old which way. Period. There is an unseen hand that turns the pages of existence in ways no one can predict. But while you’re waiting for God to show up and try to find a good entertainment lawyer.
It's good to remember that this is a dream job, whether you're performing or working in broadcasting, or writing or the biz. So dream. Dream. Be generous, don’t be stingy. Please. I can't help but note that it always seems to be the pursuit of the money that coincides with the great art, but not its arrival. It's just kind of a death agent. It kills everything that fails to reflect its own image, so your home turns into money, your friends turn into money, and your music turns into money. No fun, binary code – zero one, zero one - no risk, no nothing. What you gotta do you gotta do, life's a hurly-burly, so I would say try hard to diversify your skills and interests. Stay away from drugs and talent judges. Get organized. Big or little, that helps a lot.
I'd like you to do better than I did. Keep your dreams out of the stinky business, or you'll go crazy, and the money won't help you. Be careful to maintain a spiritual EXIT. Don't live by this game because it's not worth dying for. Hang onto your hopes. You know what they are. They’re private. Because that's who you really are and if you can hang around long enough you should get paid. I hope it makes you happy. It's the ending that counts, and the best things in life really are free.
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Falcon and the Winter Soldier series commentary.
It’s currently 07.28am on Friday the 19th of March 2021, and the first episode of Falcon and the Winter Soldier is now on Disney+. For WandaVision, I re-watched the series for a review when it ended, but for this one, I’m going to go as I watch them the first time.
This isn’t going to be run-down, or a play-by-play, just any comments I happen to have. I’ll give some context, but this will generally make more sense if you’ve seen the show.
I’ve actually avoided most of the trailers for this show, but it follows Sam Wilson (AKA Falcon, played by Anthony Mackie) and Bucky Barnes (AKA the Winter Soldier, played by Sebastian Stan) after the events of Avengers: Endgame, after the (death?) of Steve Rogers, the original Captain America, who passed the title to Sam.
Let’s get into it.
Episode One: ‘New World Order’
I hate this title, and I’m scared. This episode is 49 minutes long, and I’m expecting the series in total to have roughly the same six-hour runtime of WandaVision, but that’ll be in fewer episodes because WandaVision started in a comedy format, with shorter episodes. Let’s go.
Cue the Marvel intro.
No, no, no, no, no, no. He’s dressing for a funeral. Fuck.
Nope, no funeral. At least not right now.
And he jumps out of a plane with no parachute. Steve Rogers who? I mean, at least he has wings. Steve’s just an idiot. Where’s Bucky?
Okay, this plane break-in is a really fun sequence. Yes, shields, thank you. Sam’s already smarter than Steve. He’s rescuing a Captain Vascant, and I honestly thought he said Captain Croissant. It would make sense. The people on the plane French.
This sequence, flying through a gorge, really reminds me of a game I used to play at a bowling alley arcade. These damn swerves. They’re so satisfying.
I can’t get the WandaVision episode three theme song out of my head. This show was meant to come before WandaVision, but I saw a chronology timeline that claimed this takes place after it.
I’m really not into huge action sequences--I find them to be the most boring part of any superhero movie, but this is a good one. It is, however, ten minutes long. Still no Bucky.
Ahhhh Rhodey!!! Rhodey’s here! (From Iron Man, but then he’s also in the Avengers movies, so you should probably know who he is.)
Oh, Sam’s giving the shield to the Smithsonian.
Excuse me, he chose not to become Captain America??
Welp, there’s Bucky. Being murderous. EXcuse me??? What did he just say???? Fuck off. I thought the Wakandans helped him :(
Never mind. It was a nightmare. So he’s meant to be being a law-abiding citizen, and failing. He’s in therapy, and she is calling him out.
Bucky just asked out a girl, and it feels so wrong, but that just shows how immersed I am in the #stucky ship.
So Sam’s widowed sister is trying to get a bank loan, and they’re real idiots. The bankers, that is. They’re having a go because Sam didn’t have any income in the last five years--gee, I wonder why.
Sam just got a text from Torres--a member of the air force, who he’s working with--and the text ends with ‘#important’. I get the feeling the writers don’t understand no-one uses hashtags in texts.
Newsflash, and the mayor’s announcing a new Captain America, and it’s... show me the face. Show me the face. Who the fuck is that?
Alright, well, and cut to seven minute-long credits. Well. I have questions. A good episode, though nothing exceptional. And just like the early WandaVision episode, no credit scene.
Episode Two: ‘The Star-Spangled Man’
Released March 26th, this episode also has a 49 minute runtime, and the title is clearly referencing the ‘new’ Captain America. I say ‘new’ because even though I don’t know who this guy is yet, fuck him. Anyway.
There’s a guy in some kind of locker room, who I’m assuming is the new Captain America, who was apparently a football player. I just want to know if they pulled more super soldier shit. The captions say his name is John Walker.
Cue the Marvel logo... with some weird-ass music. Okay, it’s just a... dancing marching band, at the Captain America presentation. They’ve given him a new symbol, like an A turned into a five-pointed star. Apparently he’s the first person to ever receive three Medals of Honour, run missions in counterterrorism and hostage rescue, and he has some fancy-ass physicality. This guy seems alright, but I’m just mad they didn’t tell Sam what they were going to do with the shield. At least he likes Steve.
God, Steve would be pissed. Ay, Sam and Bucky are finally in a scene together!
My favourite trope: ‘I’m doing this with you!’ ‘No, you’re not.’ [cut to them doing the thing together].
Bucky followed Sam on a mission to Munich, Germany, to do with the Flag Smashers, a free border organisation mentioned in episode one. They’re just glaring at each other, and I love it. God, I love their dynamic.
This has ‘What’s our plan of attack?’ ‘The plan? Attack’ vibes. And Bucky just jumped out of a fucking plane without a parachute. Steve Rogers who? (I think I made that joke in my episode one commentary about Sam. They take so much after their father.)
Sam made a joke about Bucky becoming White Panther after Wakanda, and apparently he’s now the White Wolf. I’m pretty sure that’s a comic book alias, but this is its first MCU mention.
OOOOh, the action sequences in this are fun. And there’s a kid in the back of the bad guys’ truck. Why’s she smiling?
And she just blasted Bucky out onto the road. Wonderful. She’s also a Flag Smasher. Yes, Sam! Yes!
Maybe don’t drive your lorries side by side in the same direction on a two-way road? Just a thought?
And roll in John Walker. You’d think they’d be having a harder time staying stood on lorries travelling this fast.
And Captain America has a fucking gun. No. No. Steve just used a frisbee! Don’t do this, Walker, you bastard.
So apparently the Flag Smashers are all super soldiers. That doesn’t bode well. I don’t think Walker is, though.
And this suit does nothing for his ass. It just isn’t America’s.
So they all rolled off the lorries, and the bad guys got away. Walker rolled up beside Sam and Bucky in a military vehicle, and they’re just refusing to get in.
‘Just ‘cause you carry that shield, it doesn’t mean you’re Captain America.’
THANK YOU.
‘You ever jump on top of a grenade?’
‘Yeah. Actually, I have. Four times.’
You fucking what? Why? That doesn’t sound like Steve’s dumbassery, this sounds like genuine heroics. Disgusting.
And they finally got in the car. So the Flag Smashers want to put things back how they were during the Blip.
‘Does [Bucky] always just stare like that?’
‘You get used to it.’
!!!!!!
‘I’m not trying to replace Steve.’
Really? Because it sounds like you are.
I hate that the subtitles are calling him Captain America. He seems like a fine guy, but really?
So apparently there was a super soldier in the Korean War.
Great. Police racism, demanding to see Sam’s ID but not Bucky’s, until the other policeman points out they’re Avengers. Wonderful. And they’re now arresting Bucky for missing his court-mandated therapy.
Also, I didn’t even acknowledge the fact Bucky got a haircut somewhere before the show stars. I was conscious of it, but I didn’t even think to say anything because I’m just used to seeing Sebastian Stan with short hair.
So John Walker got Bucky out. And Bucky’s therapist is forcing him and Sam into a session. HA, she’s giving them couple’s therapy. This is intense. She made them do some soul-gazing shit, and they started having a staring contest!
AND they’re going to go see Zemo, the villain from Captain America: Civil War. I knew he was in this show, but they’re just going to willingly have a conversation with him?? And again, no credit scene.
This was definitely a better episode than the first--the first honestly felt kind of unnecessary, and I think they just wanted to put the new Captain America at the end of an episode to build tension as a cliffhanger, which is a little annoying but does make sense.
I’m going to be constantly comparing this show to WandaVision, but it’s a lot less mysterious than WandaVision. Mystery isn’t necessary for a show to be good; there’s just a stark contrast between the two shows in that aspect.
Episode Three: ‘Power Broker’
Released April 2nd, this episode has a 53 minute runtime. We open with an ad for the Global Repatriation Council, apparently an organisation focused on helping those who were Blipped reintegrate, though I’m really confused what this has to do with anything--it’s not like the ads in WandaVision, because this is the first we’ve had. I guess the GRC must show up in this episode, but I don’t really think the ad is necessary.
I don’t want to give a rundown of this show like I did with WandaVision, so I’m just going to mention which scene each comment is for.
They’ve really given Zemo an atmospheric cell. Also, this bitch, saying the words that turned Bucky into the Winter Soldier. This bitch and his audacity. Now he’s sorry? That’s hilarious.
Why in fuck’s name does Bucky want to break Zemo out??? I’m really with Sam on this one. What is Bucky’s point here?
And now they’re breaking him out. Wonderful. Nope, never mind, just a... imagining? Nope. He did it. Zemo’s out. This seems like a bad idea. He’s going to betray them. That’s just how stories work.
Ah. Snake gut cocktail. Lovely.
I hate that Bucky’s pretending to still be the Winter Soldier. Hate it. And now Zemo’s trying to sell him. No. Good writing, sure, but still.
Love the ‘kill them’, then gets shot. Love it.
SHARON! YAY! I don’t even like Sharon that much, mostly because her romance with Steve was weird, but yay!
Sam: *takes off his shirt*
Sharon: Much better.
‘The bionic staring machine.’ I mean, Sam’s not wrong, but still.
I can’t tell if this song, where they’re walking through this place with pistols, is just background music or actually playing, but I love it. Okay, it’s real. It has Umbrella Academy vibes.
Nope. Zemo has his mask. I don’t trust this. There he goes. Wait. He didn’t betray them? Why? It might just be poor comprehension, but I’m confused.
‘You’re not gonna move your seat up, are you?’
‘No.’
Bucky gets his revenge on Sam.
So a woman showed up at the end, head shaven, and, according to the subtitles, spoke Wakandan. I think it’s the woman who came with T’Challa in Captain America: Civil War, but i’m not completely sure.
But, hey, that’s episode 3. I didn’t enjoy it as much as episode 2, because, mad as I am they replaced Cap, so far, I quite like John Walker’s character, and I think it’s a really interesting plot line. This was still better than episode 1 though, which just felt like set-up.
Episode Four: ‘The Whole World is Watching’
This episode was released April 9th, this morning, with a 53-minute runtime, and I’ve already been told John Walker does something unredeemable in this episode, so I’m scared. Let’s go.
And we have an explosion, kids. It’s a previously on, never mind. I don’t remember the explosion, but it’s fine. Okay, yeah, the woman at the end of the last episode was the woman from Civil War. I need to look up her name.
Oh, yep, her name’s Ayo, and she’s a member of the Dora Milaje. Lovely.
Jesus, we’re in Wakanda. Why am I scared? Six years ago. Bucky in Wakanda. Right. With Ayo. I hate seeing him cry, God.
Back to present day. Of course she’s mad about Zemo. I’d also be mad about Zemo. I am mad about Zemo. She gave him a time limit--I think time limits are fun. Build tension. They’re great.
God, Zemo walking down a street full of children singing Baa Baa Black Sheep is so... 80s. Maybe don’t offer sweets to children you don’t know?? Like?? I mean his tactic’s working. Unlike Sam’s. This bitch just turned the children against Sam and Bucky. As you do.
And they have more serum. I’m going to be honest, the supersoldier thing’s pretty elitist, unless they intend to make everyone in the world a supersoldier. I can’t help but see a capitalist versus socialist metaphor here, but then I find those in literally everything.
I do like Walker’s character--he’s entertaining--but as a person, no thank you. I also really like the fact Karli Morgenthau is British, but not quite in the way most British characters in US shows. I fit the stereotypical accent, but you don’t really see other English accents in American shows.
Walker you little bitch, you said he had ten minutes. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Don’t guilt-trip Bucky, you shit. And here we go.
I hate the fact this episode mean’s we’re already 2/3 of the way through the series.
And Zemo’s absolutely going to take that serum. Nope. He’s smashing it. I mean, that’s one way. Not the way I expected, but still. And he missed one. Walker’s going to take it. I know he is. And he pocketed it. Yep.
Okay, I would absolutely take the serum if I were offered it. I bet Walker’s going to take it at the end of the episode, though. Who has a bow??
And he’s the Dora Milaje. Pff, it wasn’t even an arrow; it was a spear. I’m with the Dora Milaje in this scenario, absolutely. Love that Sam and Bucky are just stood there, doing nothing. What’s the point of Lemar Hoskins? He doesn’t do anything.
Don’t unbolt Bucky’s arm, you ass.
And Zemo’s gone. Now, who could’ve seen that coming?
Why the hell is Karli calling Sam’s sister??
Sharon put a tracker on Walker? Smart.
Well, we found Zemo. God, I miss Steve.
Did Karli just kill Hoskins??
And Walker just smashed this guy’s head in. Lovely. What a Captain America thing to do. Ooh, the bloody shield’s kind of a vibe though.
So that’s episode 4, and oh my lord.
Episode Five: ‘Truth’
16th April, and... crap, it’s 07.26, of course, the episode’s not up yet. Will return in like half an hour.
Okay, it’s past 8am, and the episode is...up. Lovely. It’s 60 minutes long, and I’m terrified, because someone told me about a theory that Bucky was going to die in this episode.
Lemar does seem to be dead, which is disappointing, because that would mean his entire character existed solely to motivate Walker to kill that guy, which isn’t very satisfying. Lemar Hoskins is a comic book character though, so who knows.
I mean. At least murderous Captain America is in anguish. He deserves it. Serious credit to the actor, by the way. Wyatt Russell got a lot of hate about his character, and I get why people don’t like the character, but he’s hugely interesting and Russell plays him so well.
So Lemar Hoskins is not dead. Doesn’t exactly put Walker in a good light. He’s obviously not going to give Sam the shield, for God’s sake.
Bucky just looks amazing with the short hair and the blue coat. It’s great. Love it.
And now Walker’s trying to kill Sam. Great idea. Did he take the serum already? Because that would explain why he’s become so brutish. Hold up. No, I don’t think he has. But who knows. Clearly not me.
Yep, trying to choke Sam. Very Captain America of you, John. And he tried to smash his head in. Thank God for Bucky. And Sam got the shield. Good.
There’s cat hair everywhere around me right now.
Well, that intro was very, very fun.
Did Sam just give up the wings...? Why...?
Glad, at least, that Walker’s no longer Captain America. Yep, yelling in a courthouse. Great way to warrant lenience. It’s the good-man-perfect-soldier balance again: Steve was always a good man first, where Walker’s first a soldier.
So Walker did take the serum. That makes sense. It exaggerates personal qualities, so Walker’s anger and... vengefulness.
Is Bucky actually going to kill Zemo? No. No, the gun’s empty. I’m not sure I get why Bucky would take out the bullets intentionally, but alright.
Hope Zemo has fun with the Dora Milaje.
This storyline with Sam’s sister is so wholesome compared to the rest of the show. So Bucky brought Sam something in a case, and I just want to know what is is. He said is was a gift from the Wakandans, so obviously tech of some kind. New wings?
I’m really confused as to whether or not Lemar Hoskins is dead. He seemed dead. Walker thought he was dead. Then this woman said he isn’t, but now Walker’s going to his family, so... yeah, I guess he is, and I just have really poor comprehension.
Sam’s nephews playing with the shield is adorable.
Aww, Sam’s learning how to use the frisbee. I know it’s more intense than that, but it’s literally a frisbee.
Soooooo the Flag Smashers are attacking the UN. As you do.
Credit scene! Credit scene! Walker’s hammering, making... something. A shield. Great. Wonderful. love how he thinks he can make a better one than Tony Stark. Sure. And that, my friends, wraps up episode 5, and marks us as 83% of the way through the show.
Episode Six: ‘One World, One People’
It’s April 23rd. And the last episode is up. Just going to finish the chapter of my audiobook first.
This title is very exciting, and the episode’s 51 minutes long. Let’s go.
Honestly, I’m not huge on shows this intense, but I am enjoying this, which I think is because a) I know the characters, and b) it’s only one episode a week.
Oh, hell yes. Falcon America. Honestly, costume looks kinda dumb. Awww, the subtitles are calling him Captain America.
This show hasn’t been nearly as exciting as WandaVision, because it lacks the mystery aspect. It’s definitely more for Marvel fans than the other series. What’s next? Loki? Yeah. I just googled it, and Marvel’s really putting out a lot this year. Which is probably because we had a year of nothing, but we’re getting four shows (WandaVision, FatWS, Loki, Hawkeye--which doesn’t yet have a definitive release) and four movies (Black Widow, Shang-Chi, the Eternals, and Spider-Man 3, which I wasn’t expecting until at least next year).
I feel like I just don’t have much to say about what’s happening, because it’s basically just a battle, which I’m never hugely interested in. I’m not really an action person.
Oh, and apparently Ms. Marvel’s this year, too.
Going through a list, clearly, and you mean to tell me we’re not getting Guardians Vol. 3 until six years after Vol. 2??
And fuck. Hey, Walker. In a costume that isn’t yours. Christ, Karli.
Honestly, I’m really fidgety because all I want to do is watch Shadow and Bone, because the entire series has been out for nine damn hours--I could’ve watched it all by now--but I’ve been busy, and I promised I’d watch it with somebody, and godddd.
We got a far-out shot of Walker dressed as Captain America just then, and I honestly thought it was Nebula. Anyway, offended that Walker dares to think he gets to wear that costume and follow up Steve Dumbass Rogers. Uh-uh.
GOD I just want to watch Shadow and Bone. Christ. I’m desperate. it’s on my Instagram, it’s on Tumblr... that’s it, but oh my God. I so hope it’s good. If it’s bad I’ll literally be distraught.
Oh, thank god. It has 94% on Rotten Tomatoes. Good.
No. Christ. God, I just want to watch it.
Screw it. I’ll finish this episode tomorrow. Byeeee.
Okay, I’m back. I watched all of Shadow and Bone. Let’s keep going!
So I did get about halfway through, yesterday, bar credits, so there’s that.
I love the symbolism of the new Falon/Captain America costume, but that doesn’t stop it from being really, really ugly.
Appreciate the speech about society being screwed up.
Why are they showing the prisoner transport? Something’s clearly going to happen. Did they just blow up the prison van??
And Walker got a new costume. That’s concerning. Give me the name, honey. US Agent. That’s bullshit.
So it is apparently his actual comic book name, but it’s still terrible.
And it said Captain America and the Winter Soldierrrrrrrr. Which is already a film. I mean, the film doesn’t have ‘and’ in it, but still. Anyway. Positive symbolism. Shall we check for a credits scene?
They’re pardoning Sharon. Huh. Nice.
There’s something ominous at play here. Great, so Sharon really is a villain here. That’s fun.
And that, my friends, wraps up Falcon and the Winter Soldier. I didn’t enjoy it as much as WandaVision, partly for the mystery, but mostly for sheer tone--this was much more your typical darker action film, where WandaVision was more light-hearted, even towards the end.
Regardless, this was a really interesting addition to the MCU, though may not be worth it if you’re not already invested.
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Yours For Tonight. Pt 2
Michael Gray x Reader
Part One
A/n: Requested by @namelesslosers , “Part two please! This is amazing, Maybe one where he's already with Gina and the reader comes back to Small Heat? They never stopped loving each other and yeah... Anyway, tag me if you do please?”
The Morning After
“I couldn’t face saying goodbye for the last time, and I’m sorry. I’m sorry that I have to leave and I’m sorry that we can’t spend the rest of our lives together. I know I promised we would. I’ll never forget you Michael, the love that you showed me was possible, and I’ll forever be thankful for that. I’ll love you always, y/n”
That was the note you left for Michael the morning you left, taking one last look back at his sleeping figure before you gently closed his bedroom door, sneaking down the staircase and onto the cold, harsh cobbles of the street outside, ready to begin your new life in France with your boyfriend. Well... as ready as you would ever be.
Three Years Later
The sharp wind whipped around your as you stepped out of your taxi, taking a long, deep breath whilst you stood taking in your surroundings, the sleek black car vanishing back down the street. A small smile spread across your face as you saw the familiar blackish grey terrace houses that held so many memories. The dull, cold cobbles of the roads which ironically brought you so much warmth and comfort.
You were home... you were in Small Heath.
With no plans of where you’d live, or work, however truthfully, your husbands job left you quite well off so for now you could easily pay for a hotel for however long it took for you to find a house, you found yourself heading to the garrison.
As soon as you made your way through the sparkling golden doors, you caught eyes with Harry, his face lighting up with surprise. You sat and chatted for a good hour or so as he served the men in the pub, this is where you learned that Tommy had bought the pub not long after you left, explaining the glamorous new design. Sparking the topic of the Peaky Blinders, him raving about how well they were all doing which lead to you subtly asking how “Pollys son, that new lad Michael” was doing, which was how you were told he had moved to America on business for a while before moving back a few months later. The topic didn’t last long, you not wanting to seem suspicious so you let Harry briefly fill you in on how your mutual friends were doing.
After a short while, a few familiar faces, mostly friends from school and thier boyfriends and husband made their way into the pub as the day shifted into the evening. The garrison grew busier with time whilst you were bombarded with questions about your life over the past three years, the contry, the food, the people. You almost didn’t notice the door fly open and the faces of Tommy Shelby and Polly Gray appear in the doorway. You breathed a sigh of relief when they turned to make thier way into the back room.
That was until the door creaked opens once again, revealing the face of the man you once, a almost definitely still do love. Your breath caught in your throat as you stared at him, placing a cigarette between his lips and raising a match to light it. He lifted his eyes whilst tucking the match box back into his trouser pocket, scanning the room. Your heat skipped a beat as his chestnut brown eyes can’t into line with your y/e/c ones. It felt like the world stopped spinning, his face unreadable as you swallowed the lump in your throat. The buzz of chatter began to ring in your ears, fading into silence. To you, it felt like it was only you and him in the room. A shy, unsure smile flashed across your face, his astonished eyes softening in response.
Suddenly the noise returned to your ears, your heat started to beat and 1000 miles an hour and you watched a woman slip through the crack between the doors, her golden blonde hair glistening in the light. Her painted red lips raising to Michaels ear, whispering something which you couldn’t make out. Her hand making its way upto Michaels neck to get his attention, her burgundy nails gently scratching against his skin. On her finger, a ring.
You forced your eyes away and tears welled in them. Michael snatching his head in the direction of his wife and they also made thier way into the back room.
Your mind was riddled with questions and possibilities. How long had they been married? Did they have children? What was her name? Of corse you knew there was a possibility of seeing him, you weren’t stupid. You for some reason you hadn’t expected this.
You spent the next half an hour or so trying your best to act natural, a few wuenstioning looks were directed at you from your friends, which were returned with you most convincing smile.
Not long after, the Blinders left the back room, Tommy heading to the bar, Polly heading home, leaving Michael and his wife stood talking for a second before she ran to catch up with Polly. He stood searching the room for your face in the crowd of drunken men and tipsy women, after finally spotting you he gave a sly nod in the direction of the door, indicating for you to follow. You waited a minute or two to avoid any suspicion, and to prepare yourself for what was about to happen, before excusing yourself to the toilet and slipping out the out the pub undetected.
The cool air hit you, somewhat refreshing however due to your lack of preparation to be stood out in the cold with your ex lover at this time of night, and therefore your lack of coat, the cold soon hit your bones, causing you to warp your arms around yourself with a shiver.
You searched the darkness for Michael, only spotting him when the glow of a match lit up his face in a discreet ally a few meters away from the entrance of the Garrison. Letting out a shakey breath, your feet subconsciously carried you towards him.
You froze a couple of meters in front of him. You took in his appearance as you stared at one another. His eyes sat above light purple circles, he looked exhausted. His skin a little more wrinkled than when you left, obviously from stress. His hair gelled to the side, much smarter and professional than you ever remembered, must be to cover his tiredness.
“Hey” the simple word snapped you out of your thoughts, bringing your eyes back upto his. They were no longer bright and full of life, they were dull and mysterious.
“Hi” you said, your voice wavering slightly as you let out a breath you didn’t realise you were holding.
He offered you a cigarette which you gladly took, thanking him with a smile as you made your way forward, now standing opposite him.
A few seconds past before he broke the silence.
“How’ve you been?” He said cautiously.
“Not bad, you?”
“Yeah, good, thank you”
You stood in an awkward silence, neither of you knowing how to begin a conversation, or more like not knowing what kind of conversation to start.
Once again, it was Michael who spoke first. “What are you doing here, y/n?”
“Well, Iv got nothing left for me in France, let’s just say that.”
“What about...” he began, about to ask about your boyfriend before his mind assumed the worst. “Is he... ok?”
“He’s fine. Well...” you took a second to think of how to word your sentence. Do you lie? How much should you tell? You gave in, letting out a sigh, you continued “Prison.”
Michael raised his eyebrows in shock, your boyfriend would be the last person anyone would’ve expected to go to prison. A respectable lawyer from an honourable family.
“Yeah” you said, reading his expression. “Money laundering... got three years inside.” You looked down at th ground, for some reason ashamed of your partners illegal antics which you had absolutely no involvement in.
“And you didn’t want to wait for him?”
“Nah” your lifted you head to have another drag of your cigarette, as did Michael.
“You know how I feel about criminals.” You joked with a small smile, you were fully aware of what Michael and his family did for a living, and he knew that. A faint grin flashed across his face, giving you his good old, soft ‘shut up’ face as he let out a soft laugh.
“Didn’t expect that” he said, deciding to state the obvious.
“Yeah well he wasn’t as lucky as you lot, he got caught” Another giggle left his lips, you always knew how to make him laugh, he loved that about you.
“No, but seriously... I just saw my chance and took it, you know how I felt about him, I never wanted to leave. Anyway, here I am.”
He gave you a sympathetic smile, imagining how it felt to have to sail off to a new country, leaving everything you ever knew behind to live with a boyfriend you you’d fell out of love with.
His trail of though was broken. “So, what’ve you been upto?” You said solemnly, leaning back against the cold brick wall, preparing yourself for the conversation surrounding his wife.
Michael inhaled on his cigarette, needing to calm his nerves, he knew you had realised who she was when he walked into the Garrison, you weren’t stupid, he could see it in your eyes.
“She’s my wife.” He stated, knowing you’d catch on to who he was talking about.
“Congratulations” you tried to put on your best fake smile.
“I didn’t think you’d ever come back, y/n, honestly if I had any ide-”
“Michael... dont. You weren’t to know”
He nodded slightly, clearing his throat. “I still love you, you know” his voice was shy, laced with anticipation and somewhat fear.
“Loving each other was never the problem, mikey” you said softly.
“Yeah but now the problems Gina, and I-”
“Gina” you cut him off, reality hitting you now that you learned his wife’s name. He just looked at you, sadness set deep within his eyes.
“I’d do anything for you y/n, anything to have you back” his voice was barely a whisper as he stepped closer to you. His hand cautiously reaching up to cup your face. You leaned into his palm as you eyes glided shut, a tear escaping. “Look at me, please y/n”
You slowly opened you eyes to see Michaels only inches away, now glistening with tears of his own. Before you knew it, his lips were on yours, the connection which you had longed to feel for so many years hit you. The butterflies in your stomach, the slight dizzy ness that only Michael ever made you feel. It was all still there.
Despite your hunger for him, you abruptly broke the kiss, stroking his cheek, trying to hold yourself back. “I can’t do this Michael... your happily married” once again leaning into his touch.
“I’m not happy” he said bluntly, shaking his head as if to convince you.
“She is”
“I’m so sorry y/n, for everything” his voice filled with regret.
“Don’t be, please don’t be... Iv got to go Mikey”
And with that, you smoothly escaped his grasp and made your way out onto the street, the biting wind surrounded you once again.
You heard the faint calls of Michael shouting your name as you forced you self to keep walking. Leaving you both with tear stained faces.
Michael would have to go home to his wife, his mind submerged in thoughts of you whilst you lay in an estranged hotel room, drowning in thoughts on Michael.
PartThree.
A/n: hehehehe I’m actually SO proud of this :) @namelesslosers I hope this is ok!!
Remember my requests are always open!!
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Love Isn’t Always On Time Part One
Prologue | Next Part | Masterlist
Notes: Full quotes in italics indicate scenes set in the ‘past’ (the quotes around that will make more sense in a bit ;) )
Not beta-read
Summary: When I’d been recruited by S.H.I.E.L.D, I had never imagined I’d wind up where I was.
“This is deeper than deep cover. If you have any reservations about this, you need to voice them now.”
“I understand, Director Fury. But I’m ready for this.”
Warnings: Cursing; some violence (not graphic)
Rating: T (this may change)
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader x Bucky Barnes
“Your mission is simple.”
The words rang through my head every day, over the sound of my fingers flying over typewriter keys.
“You will appear in an alley on March 3rd, 1937, in New York City at 3:03. You will go around the corner, get a newspaper, circle the block once, and then return to where you appeared by 3:08. We will pull you back. Should anything happen, you are to keep a low profile, stay in New York, and return to that spot every day at 3:08 until we pull you back. Am I understood?”
I cursed under my breath as I straightened up, leaning forward and un-sticking the ribbon.
“Y’alright back there?”
I looked up to see my friend Madge looking back at my quizzically. I nodded, smiling.
“The ribbon,” I excused, shaking my head and settling back in my seat, pulling my handkerchief out to rid myself of the dark spots made by the ink. I glanced over at the clock. Nearly 3.
“I’m going to grab my lunch,” I said, pulling the letter is transcribed out of my typewriter and setting it in my ‘out’ tray.
“You always eat so late. How does it not ruin your appetite for dinner?” Madge asked as I covered my typewriter. I shrugged, smiling.
“I eat dinner late, too. I’ll be back in a few!”
When I’d been recruited by S.H.I.E.L.D, I had never imagined I’d wind up where I was.
“This is deeper than deep cover. If you have any reservations about this, you need to voice them now.”
“I understand, Director Fury. But I’m ready for this.”
Maybe it was stupid to go back to that alley every day, with a newspaper from that day. It wasn’t as if it was to show them that I’d completed my mission, but that I’d repeated it time and time again, every day. Something to shove in their faces, and ask them what the hell they were thinking before taking a hammer to their stupid machine myself.
I eyed the date at the top of the paper: June 8th, 1940.
Three years.
It had been a hell of an adjustment.
S.H.I.E.L.D had set me up for an emergency: money, a fake social security card, a passport and an ID. I learned quickly that $25 went a lot farther in this time than it did in mine. I’d spent that first night tired and scared and alone in a boarding house. I didn’t sleep; I couldn’t, I was jumpy, itching to stay in the alley on the off-chance they’d be trying to pull me back, terrified that I’d missed them.
The next day was much of the same. By the end of the first month, I had gotten myself a regular room in a nicer boarding house, and was interviewing for jobs. A week after that, I became part of the secretarial pool at Harper, Cheswick, and Lowe. It was three blocks away from what I had come to think of as my alley.
It was a quiet spot; I’d never seen anyone else in there when I’d been in, even when I’d hung around for a few hours. Which was why I was very, very surprised to see someone else there.
Well, a couple of people, actually. One large guy whaling on a smaller fellow. The smaller guy was putting up a hell of a fight, and it looked like he was getting in a couple of good hits, but no way did he have a chance against the guy hitting him.
“Hey,” I snapped. The larger guy turned to face me, fist still raised. His eyes narrowed at me.
“Run along, Miss,” he said before he made to turn back to the smaller guy.
“Yeah, the thing is,” I spoke up, stepping closer, “I’m not gonna run anywhere. And you’re gonna leave him alone.”
The man turned back to me, lowering his fist to his side. I could see him bristling with anger. I steadied myself as he stepped closer. It had been awhile since I’d needed to fight, but I was still pretty confident in my abilities... even if the guy was a fair bit larger than me as well.
“I’m really not in the mood. Please don’t make me hit a lady—“ he started, ignoring the smaller guy’s protests in the back as he got closer.
“I’m not making you do shit,” I said lightly, “you’re choosing to hurt someone right now. I suggest you leave. Here, I’ll even step aside so you can.” I did as I said, taking a step to the side. The man stared daggers at me before turning back to look at the smaller guy, who had propped himself up against some garbage cans.
“Runt ain’t fuckin’ worth it, anyway,” the man grumbled as he pushed past me. I watched him go, making sure he wasn’t coming back before I turned back to the other guy, crouching next to him as he gathered himself.
“Are you alright?” I asked softly. He glanced up at me, a little red in the face as he nodded. Up close, there was something familiar about him, someone I could swear I’d seen in a history book.
“I appreciate the help, Miss, but I had that handled.” I smiled a little. The guy had guts, I’d have to give him that.
“You’re bleeding,” I said, pulling my handkerchief out of my pocket.
“Here.”
He took it, dabbing at his lip and wincing.
“Jesus, Steve,” Our heads turned to see a tall man standing in the alleyway.
“I leave you alone for five minutes,” he went on. I straightened, holding my hand out for the guy (Steve, apparently). He took it, letting me help him up.
“Friend of yours?” I asked, nodding to the man that was coming closer. He nodded, mumbling, “He’s alright.” I glanced down at my watch. 3:10, and nothing. I shook my head.
“I’ll leave you to your friend, then,” I said, nodding to them.
“Your handkerchief—“ Steve started, but I waved him off.
“I’ve got another,” I said before I turned, leaning the alley with my paper in hand. As I walked back to work, I couldn’t help but wonder, about the familiarity of his face, the way his name seemed to suit and stirred something up in me.
At 4:16 that afternoon, my typewriter ribbon stuck, and I sat frozen for a moment. I had just stopped Captain America from getting his ass kicked.
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My best friend and I are binge watching the MCU movies by chronological order.
I have watched almost all of them (a few of 'em years ago, Id don't remember all the details) while she only knows the basic facts of the most important heroes (Thor, Iron Man...) and a few more details of Coulson and Fury.
Her reactions are the best. Spoilers included.
Today we've watched:
Captain America: The First Avenger
- Ooohh - when Steve gets beat up in the alley, followed by an huff when he tells Bucky he had the other guy against the ropes.
- I dunno who that is but he's looking at them too much. - About Erskine listening to Steve and Bucky's conversation in the museum place near the fair.
- Intelligence, fellas. - Steve makes the flagpole fall by unscrewing that thingie.
- Surprised noises when the vita ray machine opens up, followed by an 'oh no' when Erskine is shot.
- That kid is the best! - the kiddo that is thrown into the pier by the Hydra goon Steve was chasing when he says he can swim.
- Did you imagine this as Captain America's beginning? - I asked the first time he puts on the suit and dances.
- I didn't know what I expected but this wasn't it.- the answer.
- When she thought Bucky had died she did this small noise that means she's sad. She didn't cry.
- Muffled laughs and distressed noises (we love to hug cushions in moments of tension) - Steve infiltrating.
- Ooooh boy they got a tank now. Ookay, destroy everything. Well, they're laughing, they're like kids with new toys. - the liberation of the prisioners.
- Distressed noises -He's gonna jump? Tell me he's not about to...ooookay he did it. - Steve jumping through the fire. - That's epic.
- Ha! In your face! He survived and now you have a new tank. - a few seconds - and new weapons. - another few seconds. - and another tank! - about Steve's boss looking at the now free prisioners.
- She got really scared for a second when Peggy shots at Steve's new vibranium shield to check if it worked.
- Oh, no. Buckyyyy. - the train scene, we all know what I'm talking about.
The rest of the film consisted on "that's epic" and "owww" in the romantic moments between Steve and Peggy. And in the end "Oooh Fury" as if understading everything.
There was also the moment when Red Skull holds the Tesseract and dissapears "Oh, so it's like the infinity stones: if you hold it you die." I look at her with a frown. "What? I've watched Guardians of the Galaxy."
- Captain America will be back in Avengers "Ogh come on!"
Captain Marvel
- Right at the beggining "It's been a few seconds and I don't know what's happening anymore. "
- That's the bad guy? He is. - Talon as a Kree kidnapping Vers.
- Rewinding memories? That's cool.
- She laughed out loud with the ARGGGGG - UUUURGH scene with the screaming-at-her-face Skrull and she returning the scream.
- She almost chokes laughing when Fury appeared for the first time. - So young.
- Owww Stan Lee.
-Ooooh shit. - Skrull as Coulson.
- I knew it. - Skrull as Fury's boss (sorry I don't remember the name)
- Kitty! - a second of silence - Eh. Fury. Fury. It's that you? Eh. He's...he's cooing at a cat. - Goose, of course.
- Coulson, I knew I liked you for a reason. - Coulson letting them go away.
- Well, the cat must be important, you told me it was when you watched the movie but I can't remember. (Thank God she didn't, her reaction was hilarous) And now he's cooing at it again. Ookay. - cat in the plane! purring Goose.
- That kid is adorable. - Monica's first appearance.
(A bunch of me complaining about why Marvel didn't show Maria and Carol in a relationship when THEY WERE RAISING A DAMN KID TOGETHER AND MARIA HAS CAROL'S JACKET AND MILITARY STUFF)
- It's a cat! It's not gonna eat you. - about Carol holding Goose against Talos. (I wanted to laugh so bad)
- Oh. So. The bad guy is good now. - Talos explains everything.
- I thought maybe the Tesseract was involved but maybe not and then here it is. Oww, kitty, don't touch it. - Tesseract and Goose.
- It's not a flerken! It's a cat! High danger, of course. -sarcasm and laugh when Fury isn't dangerous by that alien scan.
- SHE'S BADASS OH YAAAAS. That's so cool! - Carol's powers.
- What the fuck? - scared when suddenly Goose eats the Tesseract - Maybe it wasn't a cat. - I laughed out loud.
- You knew it wasn't a cat! - I said.
- I knew it was important, but not that it was an alien!
- The whole
answered by 'I have nothing to prove to you' quote and my friend almost jumps in joy, I swear. "So badass"
And then some muffled cheers (the cushions, I swear hugging one is great when nervous).
- Oh!! Don't tell me he loses the eye...?! Come on! He really does?! Hahahahahahahahahahaha!
Then I told her Carol wasn't gonna appear again til Endgame and he groaned like: WHYYYY. And me: Captain Marvel was released just before Endgame, she kinda didn't exist before.
- Is Goose gonna vomit the Tesseract? Tell me not. Oghh it did. - Postcreds scene. (Not the first one, we'll watch that one after Infinity War)
Iron Man
(I think I saw this one like five or six years ago and only the end. Fanfics were enough to fill the gaps, though I got surprised a few times during the movie too)
- I'm not gonna ask. I guess I'll now later what's happening. - right at the beggining.
- Sassy. I like him. - him talking to the journalist.
- He's so young my god. - us during the movie. (Me saying 'he's just a baby' under my breath a couple of times)
- Oh he's fucked. The irony. - Stark Industries missile.
- Btw, he's being operated on without anaesthesia - me being as useful as always with random data. - That's not good. - the answer.
- He's not gonna do it, right? - about the Jericho missil.
- That's not it. What's that? - about the arc reactor. - Ohw okay.
- He won't waste it. - Yinsen famous last words.
- Ha! He's got fire now! - Tony in getting out the cave.- Now it's the time to do a miracle and to get out of there! Oh. Oh, he can fly now. Great. Does he have...oh god, he doesn't. Well, at least it was sand and not a mountain.
- Owwwww. - to the 'I don't like job hunting'.
- I like him so much! A cheeseburger, that's my man.
- Please tell me the that robot is not gonna...Auch! That's gotta hurt. And now the robot uses the fire extinguisher, why not. - about the first try of Mark II.
- Owww he's so happy. New toys, I tell ya. - flying. - Don't you dare, you just got back! He's a bit suicidal, isn't he? - testing the height limit in the sky (you've got no idea, hun) - I love Dum-E! - fire extinguisher again.
- I don't like him, he can't be good. - about Obadiah.
- When Obadiah discovered Pepper copied his documents both of us screamed "RUN" at her, laughed, hugged and back to hugging the cushions.
- Btw, Marvel loves to torture Tony amd Peter Parker. Just a heads up.
- I can see that, this is too much tension.
- To Tony almost dying of cardiac arrest the reaction was hugging the cushion tigher. Same. She almost goes through the screen to hug Dum-E when it saves Tony's life.
- Is she wearing high heels? - Pepper runnng away from Obadiah.
- Yeah, I think so.
- Mmmn mnn. Makes sense.
A bunch of muffled cursing in the final battle.
And THEN the epic end:
- He's gonna improvise. No papers, come on.
- Hah! I love him!
(Postcreds: Fury is here. Of course)
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You Matter to Me
joe mazzello x (female) reader
words: 2k
a/n: this is my first fic i’ve ever written so be nice i guess and i’m writing this because of a thought i had after seeing this (by @rogershamsandwich idk if you want to be tagged but this started with your idea) and writing out this. I hope I managed to capture Joe but again I don’t really know what I’m doing. Also I hope this isn’t too specific because it is very much based off of my fantasies but I hope you’ll enjoy it anyway.
disclaimer: I haven’t been to new york in ten years so I don’t remember much about broadway. I also haven’t actually seen waitress but I love the soundtrack and I know the plot. (Also I freaking love Drew Gehling as Dr Pomatter he fits the role so perfectly.) Finally, I don’t know much about Joe’s family life, so again it’s based on my imagination.
background: i love dad!joe more than anything so this is based of my continuous fantasy of married with three kids, two boys, 6 and 4, and a newborn baby girl
tags: @marshzzellow
warnings: just fluff, babies, and broadway
intro thingy: Joe knew that the one thing you always missed about living in America was Broadway. Ever since moving back home to England for your job, you hadn’t been able to see any broadway shows, and having just given birth to your third child, you and Joe struggled to even find the time to visit the West End. Now that it was time to visit Joe’s family in New York, you hoped you’d be able to see your newest musical obsession, Waitress.
With three kids, one of them being a newborn baby, traveling halfway across the world wasn’t easy. However, as you placed your bags down in Joe’s family home and watched your boys run into their grandmothers arms, you could finally heave a sigh of relief. You looked up at Joe, who came over and took your baby daughter out of your arms, giving you a peck on the lips and a huge smile while doing so. Watching your mother-in-laws face as Joe hands over your daughter, reminds you of why you go to so much trouble to fly out. Her unbridled joy lifts all the tension and worry off you for a moment as you see her holding your baby girl tight.
“Y/N, she’s so beautiful! She has your eyes.” You made your way over to her, thanking her and taking her into an embrace. “Is that a little ginger hair I see?”
“Yes, I’m afraid she takes after her father,” You answered jokingly. Beside you, Joe raises his eyebrows and fakes a shocked expression. “Is that such a bad thing?” he replies, wrapping his arms around your waist. “Only a little,” you respond, turning your head to place a kiss on his lips.
The sun was close to setting by the time you finally managed to calm down your boys from the excitement of seeing their American side of the family. They were watching TV in the front room with their cousins, while you fed your baby girl in the room that would be you and Joe’s bedroom for the next couple of weeks. Apart from the crib in the corner, and a small vanity, a big queen sized bed took up most of the room.
“Hello gorgeous.” You raise your head to see Joe poking his around the door.
“You talking to me or her?” You ask with a smile, beckoning Joe over to sit with you on the edge of the bed.
“Hmmm,” he ponders for a second, “I’d have to say both.” He takes a seat next to you, allowing you to lean your head on his shoulder, while you both stare lovingly at your daughter. You stay like that for a moment, surrounding yourself in the calming silence, only feeling the rise and fall of Joe’s torso and hearing the sucking of the milk from the bottle.
“I have a little surprise for you,” Joe whispers in your ear. You turn your head to meet his eyes. Spotting an excited gleam in his hazelnut eyes, your mind runs over all the silly ideas Joe might have come up with. He gets up and makes his way over to his coat on the back of the chair, fumbling through the pockets.
“Joe, we can’t go to karaoke, you’ll just get too drunk and I’ll-”
“What? No, of course we can’t do that, that’s a stupid id- AH! Found it!” You can’t help but laugh as a big grin encompasses his face and he pulls an envelope out of one of his inside pockets. He quickly makes his way back over to you on the bed, plopping himself down next to you excitedly. Your eyes meet his again, his holding a lot less confusion than yours. “Here, open this.”
After placing your baby girl on the bed, you take the envelope out of his outstretched hand, keeping your eyes locked on his eager ones. “Come on, open it!” he urges. You unfold the flap on the envelope, pulling out two pieces of paper. Your eyes scan over the writing before looking up at Joe once again, your mouth slightly open and your eyes wide. His smile appears again, wicked this time, knowing what he had just done.
“I-I-I, we-, how can-, what?” You stammer, looking again at the paper in your hands.
“I know it’s tonight which adds a little pressure but those are the only tickets I could get on such short notice however my mom promised to take care of the children plus my brother and sister are here too so it really shouldn’t be any worry if they have to look after the kids for one night-” You interrupt his rambling by pulling his face towards yours and putting your lips against his.
“How did you know I wanted to see this?” You finally say, pulling away from Joe. He smiles.
“It’s almost like you’ve been talking about it for weeks and weeks, checking the website for information about the West End run every other day, and listening to the soundtrack on repeat,” he answers, raising his eyebrows at you. You feel your cheeks blush, you had been obsessing a little recently. “The car will be here in an hour and a half, I hope thats enough time for us to get ready.” He smiles at you one more time. “Don’t forget to dress fancy, we’re going to see Waitress on Broadway baby!”
The cold breeze of New York city wind hit you like a brick in contrast to the stuffy and cramped air inside the theatre created by the hundreds of people who were trying to leave at once. You shivered. You could feel Joe’s hand in your’s, pulling you out of the crowd. Looking up at him, you could see the determination in his eyes as he darted between the groups of people, trying to get you out of the masses. When you finally made it to a quieter area, the almost freezing temperature set in and you started to rub your exposed forearms to create some warmth. Noticing this, Joe quickly takes off his jacket and places it over your shoulders.
“I know I’ve already said it a million times tonight, but you really do look wonderful in that dress. It’s a shame my jacket covers it up.” He grabs your hand, pulling it up and twirling you around. Giggling, you lean into his arm.
“So do you. Aren’t you going to get cold?” you ask. He wraps his arm around you as you walk, pulling you in tighter.
“Just stay right there and I’ll be fine.” Gently, he places a kiss on your forehead. “So did you enjoy it?”
The time flies by as you and Joe walk hand in hand through the streets of New York, rambling about the show and the songs.
“You know, I think you could make a great Dr. Pomatter,” you suggest. His eyes open wide.
“♪ You remind me of a girl I once knew, gah by now she’s well in middle age, probably 41 or 42♪” His silly singing voice filled your ears, he knew that singing one of your favourite songs from the musical could get you to laugh.
“No, seriously, I know you can actually sing you doofus. I think you’d be really good.” You smile up at him.
“Oh I don’t know, singing isn’t really my area of expertise.” He replies, glancing down at his feet. You love how shy he gets about his real singing voice.
“Just a thought,” you say, snuggling up closer to him. A quick glance at your watch reveals it’s getting pretty late. “Joe, as much as I’m enjoying this, I think we should head back.”
“Oh shoot!” he exclaims, “I didn’t realise it was so late. Ok, I’ll call a cab.”
By the time you finally arrive back, the house is encompassed in darkness. You fumble for the spare key Joe’s mum gave you in your bag, while Joe lightly bounces next to you, trying to fend off the cold.
“Come on Y/N, we can’t stand outside forever,” he whines playfully.
“Shhhhhh, I think everyone’s asleep.” Your fingers feel the sharp metal of the key, and you quickly pull it out and place it in the lock, finally opening the door and letting you and Joe into the house. You hold the door open for him, and he leans forward and kisses you while you wipe your feet on the mat.
“Thanks for a great night,” he whispers.
“I think I should be the one thanking you. You’re the best husband I could have asked for.” You kiss him back, a little harder this time.
“Joe? Y/N? Is that you?” You turn around to see Joe’s mum appearing at the kitchen doorway. “How was the show?”
“It was incredible!” You walk over and give her a hug. “How were the kids? Did they behave?”
“They were fine. We tucked the boys into bed a few hours ago and, as usual, the baby was nothing but cute the whole time.” She smiles at you and you laugh.
“I wouldn’t say that’s usual, she’s not so cute when she won’t stop crying at three in the morning,” Joe replies jokingly. As if on cue, you start to hear a small whimper from the baby monitor in the kitchen.
“Don’t worry, darling, I’ll get her.” He pecks your lips one more time before running as quietly as he can up the stairs. You smile to yourself, gathering up your stuff before you start to follow him up.
“Are you heading to bed too?” you ask his mother, who was now heading into the front room.
“No dear, I’m going to finish watching my programme, but I’ll see you in the morning.” You say goodnight to her and head upstairs to see your little boys. The door into their room was slightly ajar, the calm light of the star nightlight bouncing softly off the walls. In each bed, your young boys were asleep, their duvets wrapped around them. You lent over each one, giving them each a kiss on the forehead and whispering goodnight. Heading back into the hallway, you close the door behind you and start towards you and Joe’s bedroom. As you get closer, you start to hear a gentle humming. Quietly, you push the door open and spot Joe in the corner cradling your baby girl.
“♪ could find the whole meaning of life in those sad eyes
They've seen things that you never quite say, but I hear
Come out of hiding, I'm right here beside you
And I'll stay there as long as you let me
Because you matter to me
Simple and plain and not much to ask from somebody
You matter to me
I promise you do, you, you matter too
I promise you do, you see?
You matter to me♪”
Joe’s delicate singing whispers through the room as you watch him rock your baby back and forth in his arms. Leaning against the doorway, you start to tear up, remembering the song from the musical and how much it means to you. You recall looking across to Joe in the theatre when they were performing this song and seeing the emotion in his eyes. In his arms, your daughter looks up at him, her blue eyes staring lovingly at your husband.
You stay there for a while, just watching him sing softly to your baby, something you hadn’t seen him do before with your sons. Joe loved to put on a crazy singing voice and scream with the boys, but moments like this, where you could hear the vulnerability in his voice and see the love in his eyes, were the truly special moments.
Going to shift your bodyweight against the doorframe, you accidentally step forward, the floorboard creaking underneath you. Joe spins around, your daughter now asleep in his arms. Your eyes catch his, a gentle smile appearing on your face. He glances down, his usual way of showing embarrassment. However this time, he sees his little girl in his arms sleeping peacefully and looks back at you, gleaming proudly.
“You sound wonderful,” you whisper as you approach him, placing your arm around his waist. You catch eyes again before pulling him into a kiss. Separating, you both look down at your baby in his arms. She looked so peaceful when she was sleeping. Joe bent down to place her in the crib, kissing her softly on her forehead as he did so. He stood back up. For a moment, you stood there in silence, just watching your daughter sleep. Joe encased you in his arms, he didn’t pull away, didn’t look at your face, didn’t try to kiss you but held on tight without an ounce of selfishness. To this feeling, you were addicted.
#joe mazzello#joe mazzello x reader#joe mazzello fic#joe mazzello imagine#izzyimagines#you matter to me#waitress#musicals#dad!joe
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Ça te rend belle.
part one
Authors Note:
This is my first writing post so sorry if it’s not fantastic but I’m growing as a writer everyday so it’s only up from here. Also all the French in this story stems from me being in AP French and all the mentions of high school memories/actual events taking place at the high school are based on my high school experience in America so sorry if you’re from another place and it doesn’t make sense. Also I’m not sure if this high school name is an actual high school somewhere so if it is then oops. If you have ANY questions or comments regarding the story PLEASE send me an ask and I’ll happily answer. Huge thank you to @nips-and-tats for encouraging me to go through with this story and giving me the confidence to post my writing <3. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy. xx
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Wednesday August 15, 2018 6:52 am
Anxiety. Tests. Homework. Studying. Anxiety. Loneliness.Embarrassment. Insecurity. And more anxiety. The words that describe Y/N’s high school years best. As she walks up the steps to the high school her university assigned as her student teaching school she’s puzzled as to why she’s choosing to spend the rest of her life working in the exact same environment that she desired to break away from just 5 short years ago yet, for some odd nostalgic reason the environment is sort of comforting. She walks up to the front office door preparing herself by rehearsing what she planned on saying and running through the scenario she just practiced on the car ride over. Once she has everything on the tip of her tongue she pulls the door open and walks in with a smile she hopes they don’t look too closely at or else they might see right through her nerves and fear.
She approaches the desk and confidently begins to say “Hello I’m-“ but is cut short by the secretary holding her finger up for Y/N to take as a cue to hold her sentence. Y/N is taken aback as the scenarios she had thought up didn’t include one in which she’d be cut off by the secretary on the phone with a parent she presumes based on the answers being given. “Yes ma’am school started Monday....well I don’t know why your son would say the school burned down....okay...okay....no problem....thanks you too, bye.” She hangs up and looks up at Y/N with a warm smile, “How can I help you?”
Y/N smiles back and scraps whatever she’s practiced for the past 24 hours because now it’s all a bunch of jumbled up words that make no sense. “Um I’m Y/N, the new student teacher for French. My university said they sent over all the information.” She looks a bit confused then recalls the memory and says “Ahhh yes! Welcome to Meadow High School. I’m just gonna need to see your ID please.”
As she retrieves her drivers license from her bag Y/N recalls a brief memory of her mom getting her out of school early after calling her about fake stomach aches having to show the office secretary her ID. She shows the older woman and she gives Y/N a badge on a lanyard with her name and the schools name. She recalls all her years of schooling staring at her teachers badges yearning for one of her own.
She puts it on and has to keep her excitement contained as the secretary who she learns is named Kathy, gives her a map of the school and explains that the language buildings are just straight out of the office door leading into the school. “202. Can’t miss it. Mrs. Meyers is very...patriotic about the French culture.” Y/N just nods wondering what on earth that could mean.
As she walks out into her new but temporary life she immediately understands what Kathy was talking about. She walks the small distance between her and the French flag wrapped around a Eiffel Tower statue nearly as tall as her and knocks on the door before entering.
She’s met with a tall blonde, blue-eyed, woman perhaps in her mid to late 50’s rummaging through stacks of papers. She looks up at Y/N and says “ah you must be Y/N.” She stands up and shakes her hand. Y/N recalls the past couple days of emailing Mrs. Meyers. Just going over the basic classroom norms and requesting that 1 of the 2 class periods Y/N was required to teach be 6th period because she wanted to leave work early. Once Y/N informed her that the university has a policy of an actual teacher being present for each lesson a student teacher gives, Mrs. Meyers explained to Y/N that she had done this with multiple student teachers in the past. Not wanting to stir anything up Y/N just accepted it and although teaching seniors AP French wasn’t her first choice- as she felt she couldn’t connect with the older students as they might not take her seriously being only 5 or 6 years older than them- she requested first period as it was Beginners French aka French 1/2 meaning most if not all the students would be Freshman.
Most people would dread being stuck in a class in front of the youngest more immature of the school but Y/N felt the opposite. She felt that it was a privilege of some sort and great responsibility to teach the younger students not just French but also set them up for success in all aspects of life and prepare them for the next few years of school. It filled the maternal role Y/N always felt growing up wanting to take care of her baby dolls with extra care and now as a 23 year old wanting to care for students as her own children in a weird sense.
She knows that this student teaching job is only a semester long and that by the time winter break is over these students won’t be hers anymore but at least they were hers at all. Having only 4 months with them is good enough reason to make time with them even more precious she thinks. Or perhaps the school will allow her to stay another semester, perhaps she can be a teachers aid if they don’t allow her to keep her French teaching position.
Y/N is shaken out of her thoughts as Mrs. Meyers asks her to set the printed seating chart up under the document camera to be projected onto the white screen at the front of the classroom. Y/N recalls dreading those box representations of desks with names in them, she never liked change. School gave her enough anxiety, adding change to it made everything worse. The recollections of finding out she had to sit next to someone she didn’t know makes Y/N’s heart race for a second then quickly stops once she brings herself back to Earth remembering she’s 23 and not 17.
Once the bell rings Mrs. Meyers turns to her and says “Get ready for hell.” Y/N gives a little laugh but is quite confused as to why she would say that to someone who’s here to practice how to be a teacher.
She shakes the weird statement off and quickly brushes over the black silk of her plain romper and adjusts her jean jacket making sure the cuffs are folded perfectly. She looks down at her feet and wonders if she should’ve worn other shoes or if gold sandals will be fine for the tasks ahead. Now second guessing her entire outfit choice Y/N shakes herself out of it remembering it’s summer and 1000 degrees outside plus she’s a student teacher, who cares what she’s wearing.
When the first few kids come in they are noticeably confused by her presence but when they look up at the seating chart they’re too annoyed to even care. They all share glances and eye rolls as they go to their seats.
Y/N doesn’t know if she should want silence in the classroom being a teacher and all because the overwhelming sounds of the students talking are helping to make the negative thoughts in her head be muffled. By the time she knows it the second bell rings and the announcements go on continuing to stall for her. She can’t hear announcements over the students talking but is not bold enough to quiet them down and she’s not sure she wants to.
Finally the announcements fall silent and Y/N takes a deep breath. As she opens her mouth to speak Mrs. Meyers beats her to the punch. “Everyone be quiet!” The young faces notably aggravated turn away from their conversations and look at her. “This is Ms. Y/N and she’s a student at UCLA ( my university/location for the story but you can imagine any university or any location of your choice :) ) and she’s going to be your teacher this semester.” She looks at Y/N to take over and goes to sit at her desk in the back right corner of the room. She smiles and says “As Mrs. Meyers said, I’m Y/N. I go to UCLA. I’m studying to hopefully be a French teacher and I’m looking forward to teaching you all.”
A girl in the middle of the class raises her hand and Y/N smiles happy to have her first ever question from a student. “Yes?” The long blonde haired girl with foundation a few shades too tan but maybe that’s the style -who knows it’s been years since Y/N has been in high school- furrows her eyebrows and says “So like...you speak French fluently?” Y/N nods and says “I started learning French in 7th grade and continued all the way until college.”
A boy in the front row raises his hand and once Y/N gives him a nod he says “Say something in French.” Y/N thinks for a moment then settles on the basic introduction, after all this is just beginners. They probably don’t know a word of French. “Bonjour classe. Je m’appelle Y/N. J’ai vingt-trois et je suis très content d’être ici.”
They all stare at her in awe of her skill. All their hands fly up and Y/N says “I’d love to answer all your questions but I really want to get to know you.” There are some audible groans so Y/N says “You get a candy if you state your name and something about yourself.” Almost everyone’s hands go up and Y/N smiles to herself.
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*annoying iphone alarm that makes all our ears bleed*
“Fucking hell!” Harry groggily yells trying to stop his alarm. When he can’t seem to feel his way to his phone he groans and sits up grabbing it off his nightstand silencing it. 5:30 am. He throws his head back against his headboard reminiscing to just last week when he was able to sleep in. Which for harry meant sleeping until 7.
He’s always been an early bird ever since he moved to LA. Perhaps it was the time differences between here and England or maybe he’s just got the soul of an old man like all his ex’s have inquired for some odd reason.
He never quite understood that but assumes it’s because of his music taste and love for literature. It could be the fact that his closet is full of suits, nice button ups, trousers only your 70 year old Irish-uncle would find appealing, and his array of paper boy hats.
Whatever it is, Harry doesn’t mind. His confidence is thick like the copy of War and Peace he has on his bookshelf and will never deteriorate no matter how many shots anyone takes.
This confidence has also made Harry seem quite closed off to some. This mixed with his rather reserved nature has definitely made his social life quite dry. But he’s learned to become accustomed to it.
Harry rises out of bed in nothing but a grey tee shirt and black Calvin Klein underwear. He sleepily walks into his apartment bathroom and strips the few clothes he had on as he waits for the shower water to reach the perfect temperature. He gets in thinking about the past two days of school. It may only be his 3rd year teaching but he can tell his students this year are gonna be his favorite.
He thinks back to their discussion about the classes summer break reading assignment on the first day and chuckles a bit remembering what Kyle Patterson said about Romeo and Juliet, “The only reason I’d poison myself after knowing a girl for a few days is if she ghosted me.”
Harry knows he seems like a nightmare of a teacher to everyone on the outside but he enjoys the little curtain he has up. It makes it more fun when his own students to realize he’s not some pretentious boring British guy but actually a pretentious funny British guy.
Harry gets out of the shower and quickly dries himself before tying his towel around his waist. He brushes his teeth and shaves his face before going back into his bedroom and picking out a nice white button up and charcoal colored trousers with some nice black loafers. He lets his hair air dry as he packs his lunch and breakfast into a paper bag before putting it into his brown leather satchel making sure he has everything he needs for the day.
Upon arriving to the school he notices his usual parking spot is taken by a car he’s never seen before. “fucks sake.” He mumbles to himself driving around to the other aisle and parking in the first spot he sees.
Once Harry’s in his classroom he lets out a big sigh and immediately feels at home. He contemplates making a seating chart but decides against it considering they’re seniors and in an AP class, he doesn’t feel the need to control where they sit. It’s one of the things he likes about teaching seniors.
Their independence and self sufficiency. Yes, harry helps them when they don’t quite understand underlying symbolism or when they need something to be translated into “teen terms” rather than 19th century English, but more often than not they’re capable of figuring it out themselves. He’s always happy to guide them if they need and definitely loves to crack jokes throughout his lessons. His students past and present know how hilarious and lively he could be; but it’s day and night between his interactions with students and with the world around him. It’s why harry loves his job. He’s able to be his fun free spirited self then his tranquil reserved self all at the click of a button.
The bell rings and after a few seconds students funnel in taking seats. “Mr. Styles?” Harry looks up at the voice not knowing who it belongs to, after all it’s only the third day. “Yes?” He answers standing from his desk and closing the few inch gap between him and front of the classroom. “Are you married?” All the students look at him curiously. Harry is confused as to why they’d ask but simply says “No. Probably won’t ever get married f’I’m honest.” with a shrug he lets it go but it just leads to more questions being asked. Luckily for him the second bells rings and announcements start so the classroom is brought to a complete silence.
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Thank you for reading! Next part will be up soon so stick around. xx
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Fieldwork ch. 13
I had already interviewed someone years ago ironically. My best friend from middle school to high school’s mother is from Brazil. Her mother was able to come to school in America and later married my best friends dad where she was able to attain a green card and have citizenship here. One year my friend and her mom invited my mom and I to go to Brazil with them during Carnival for spring break. It was such an amazing experience being able to stay with natives and truly be able to participate in the culture. Over the course of the trip, my friends mother explained how and why she moved to America. It was basically to obtain a better life. In Brazil, they have some of the highest crime rates in the world and have the largest slums in the world. My friends mother was fortunate enough to grow up in what was considered the suburbs, but here in America where she lived would have been considered something else. While we were there on the visit, her mother explained the corruption of the Brazilian government and how they are obviously being paid off by drug lords. My friends mother was fortunate enough to go to school in America and obtain a job. She has lived in America for a little over 20 years while the rest of her family is still in Brazil. Every time they go they bring clothes, food, medicine, and anything else their family needs. It id definitely hard for her to not be able to see her family often. If I remember correctly they only see their family like twice a year and that can always be difficult. I can tell how much of a toll that takes on her because so much goes on while they are away. My friends mother even got a job at Delta in order to be able to fly free to see her family. She sends money back and takes care of them millions of miles away. My friends mother talked about how much of a culture shock America was because of how we treat each other. In Brazil everyone is very kind and very physical with one another while here in America she stated we treat each other so poorly. It was also fairly different the way racism worked here because in Brazil it is such a mixing pot of people while here it isn't. Their racism was mostly media based where they only show light skinned Brazilians. Her story was definitely inspiring and I understood her pain for leaving her family yet her need to start a better life. I can only imagine to understand the hardships for every immigrant that must do this especially the ones that come over illegally. Her story enlightened me to understand that America may not be perfect, but it is definitely better than other places.
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Glee Soundtrack Rating Project Results: anderhummel
@anderhummel
Favourite character: Burt Hummel
Least favourite character: Artie Abrams
Favourite season: Season 3
Least favourite season: Season 6
Mean song rating: 7.6
Mean song rating season 1: 7.58
Mean song rating season 2: 7.75
Mean song rating season 3: 7.46
Mean song rating season 4: NA
Mean song rating season 5: NA
Mean song rating season 6: NA
Songs rated: 380
[ID: A bar chart titled Number of songs assigned each rating by anderhummel, illustrating the number of times each score was assigned to a song by anderhummel. 10 was assigned 53 times, 9 was assigned 69 times, 8 was assigned 94 times, 7 was assigned 85 times, 6 was assigned 37 times, 5 was assigned 15 times, 4 was assigned 18 times, 3 was assigned 5 times, 2 was assigned 1 times, 1 was assigned 3 times, and 322 songs were not rated.]
About the Project | Results Masterpost
Ranking:
1. (10) - S1x05 - Maybe This Time
2. (10) - S1x05 - Somebody to Love
3. (10) - S1x07 - Keep Holding On
4. (10) - S1x09 - Proud Mary
5. (10) - S1x09 - Defying Gravity
6. (10) - S1x11 - True Colors
7. (10) - S1x13 - My Life Would Suck Without You
8. (10) - S1x14 - Gives You Hell
9. (10) - S1x14 - Hello, Goodbye
10. (10) - S1x16 - Beautiful
11. (10) - S1x18 - Rose's Turn
12. (10) - S1x22 - Bohemian Rhapsody
13. (10) - S1x22 - Don't Stop Believing (Regionals)
14. (10) - S2x03 - I Want to Hold Your Hand
15. (10) - S2x03 - One of Us
16. (10) - S2x04 - Le Jazz Hot
17. (10) - S2x06 - Teenage Dream
18. (10) - S2x07 - Make 'Em Laugh
19. (10) - S2x09 - Hey, Soul Sister
20. (10) - S2x09 - Don't Cry for Me Argentina
21. (10) - S2x09 - Valerie
22. (10) - S2x12 - Silly Love Songs
23. (10) - S2x13 - Somebody to Love
24. (10) - S2x15 - Animal
25. (10) - S2x16 - Raise Your Glass
26. (10) - S2x16 - Blackbird
27. (10) - S2x16 - Loser Like Me
28. (10) - S2x18 - Somewhere Only We Know
29. (10) - S2x18 - As If We Never Said Goodbye
30. (10) - S2x18 - Born This Way
31. (10) - S2x20 - I'm Not Gonna Teach Your Boyfriend How to Dance with You
32. (10) - S2x21 - Some People
33. (10) - S2x21 - Pure Imagination
34. (10) - S3x01 - It's Not Unusual
35. (10) - S3x02 - Something's Coming
36. (10) - S3x02 - I'm the Greatest Star
37. (10) - S3x03 - It's All Over
38. (10) - S3x05 - Uptown Girl
39. (10) - S3x06 - Rumour Has It/Someone Like You
40. (10) - S3x07 - Perfect
41. (10) - S3x09 - Let It Snow
42. (10) - S3x10 - Summer Nights
43. (10) - S3x11 - Bad
44. (10) - S3x11 - Human Nature
45. (10) - S3x11 - Smooth Criminal
46. (10) - S3x11 - I Want You Back
47. (10) - S3x13 - Love Shack
48. (10) - S3x14 - Cough Syrup
49. (10) - S3x17 - I Have Nothing
50. (10) - S3x18 - Not the Boy Next Door
51. (10) - S3x21 - Paradise By the Dashboard Light
52. (10) - S3x22 - You Get What You Give
53. (10) - S3x22 - In My Life
54. (9) - S1x01 - On My Own
55. (9) - S1x01 - Don't Stop Believing (Pilot)
56. (9) - S1x02 - I Say a Little Prayer
57. (9) - S1x03 - Bust Your Windows
58. (9) - S1x04 - Tonight
59. (9) - S1x06 - Halo/Walking On Sunshine
60. (9) - S1x07 - Ride Wit Me
61. (9) - S1x10 - Don't Stand So Close to Me/Young Girl
62. (9) - S1x11 - Imagine
63. (9) - S1x11 - Papa Don't Preach
64. (9) - S1x12 - Jump
65. (9) - S1x13 - Don't Rain on My Parade
66. (9) - S1x14 - Hello Twelve, Hello Thirteen, Hello Love
67. (9) - S1x15 - 4 Minutes
68. (9) - S1x16 - A House Is Not a Home
69. (9) - S1x18 - Pink Houses
70. (9) - S1x19 - Dream On
71. (9) - S2x01 - Empire State of Mind
72. (9) - S2x01 - Billionaire
73. (9) - S2x02 - The Only Exception
74. (9) - S2x03 - I Look to You
75. (9) - S2x03 - Bridge Over Troubled Water
76. (9) - S2x04 - River Deep, Mountain High
77. (9) - S2x04 - Don't Go Breaking My Heart
78. (9) - S2x04 - Sing!
79. (9) - S2x06 - Start Me Up/Livin' on a Prayer
80. (9) - S2x07 - Singing In the Rain/Umbrella
81. (9) - S2x08 - Marry You
82. (9) - S2x09 - (I've Had) The Time of My Life
83. (9) - S2x10 - Baby, It's Cold Outside
84. (9) - S2x11 - Thriller/Heads Will Roll
85. (9) - S2x11 - Bills, Bills, Bills
86. (9) - S2x12 - When I Get You Alone
87. (9) - S2x13 - This Little Light of Mine
88. (9) - S2x14 - Don't You Want Me
89. (9) - S2x15 - Landslide
90. (9) - S2x16 - Misery
91. (9) - S2x16 - Get It Right
92. (9) - S2x17 - Ain't No Way
93. (9) - S2x18 - I Feel Pretty/Unpretty
94. (9) - S2x19 - I Don't Want to Know
95. (9) - S2x20 - Dancing Queen
96. (9) - S2x20 - Jar of Hearts
97. (9) - S2x20 - Rolling in the Deep
98. (9) - S2x22 - My Cup
99. (9) - S2x22 - For Good
100. (9) - S3x01 - You Can't Stop the Beat
101. (9) - S3x03 - Run the World (Girls)
102. (9) - S3x03 - Cool
103. (9) - S3x04 - Last Friday Night
104. (9) - S3x05 - Tonight
105. (9) - S3x06 - I Can't Go for That/You Make My Dreams Come True
106. (9) - S3x07 - Girls Just Wanna Have Fun
107. (9) - S3x08 - We Are Young
108. (9) - S3x10 - Without You
109. (9) - S3x11 - Wanna Be Startin' Somethin'
110. (9) - S3x14 - Stronger (What Doesn't Kill You)
111. (9) - S3x14 - Glad You Came
112. (9) - S3x15 - Fighter
113. (9) - S3x15 - Somebody That I Used to Know
114. (9) - S3x16 - Boogie Shoes
115. (9) - S3x17 - It's Not Right But It's Okay
116. (9) - S3x17 - I Wanna Dance With Somebody (Who Loves Me)
117. (9) - S3x17 - How Will I Know
118. (9) - S3x17 - So Emotional
119. (9) - S3x18 - The Music of the Night
120. (9) - S3x19 - Big Girls Don't Cry
121. (9) - S3x21 - Tongue Tied
122. (9) - S3x22 - I'll Remember
123. (8) - S1x01 - Sit Down You're Rockin the Boat
124. (8) - S1x01 - Respect
125. (8) - S1x01 - Rehab
126. (8) - S1x02 - Take a Bow
127. (8) - S1x03 - Mercy
128. (8) - S1x05 - Last Name
129. (8) - S1x05 - Alone
130. (8) - S1x06 - It's My Life/Confessions Part II
131. (8) - S1x07 - Hate On Me
132. (8) - S1x07 - You Keep Me Hanging On
133. (8) - S1x09 - Dancing With Myself
134. (8) - S1x10 - Lean On Me
135. (8) - S1x10 - I'll Stand By You
136. (8) - S1x10 - Endless Love
137. (8) - S1x10 - Crush
138. (8) - S1x11 - Don't Make Me Over
139. (8) - S1x12 - Smile (Lily Allen)
140. (8) - S1x13 - And I Am Telling You I'm Not Going
141. (8) - S1x14 - Hello, I Love You
142. (8) - S1x15 - Express Yourself
143. (8) - S1x15 - Burning Up
144. (8) - S1x16 - Home
145. (8) - S1x16 - One Less Bell to Answer/A House Is Not a Home
146. (8) - S1x16 - Fire
147. (8) - S1x18 - Jessie's Girl
148. (8) - S1x19 - I Dreamed a Dream
149. (8) - S1x20 - Poker Face
150. (8) - S1x20 - Funny Girl
151. (8) - S1x21 - Give Up the Funk
152. (8) - S1x21 - Loser
153. (8) - S1x22 - Over the Rainbow
154. (8) - S2x01 - What I Did for Love
155. (8) - S2x02 - I'm a Slave 4 U
156. (8) - S2x02 - Toxic
157. (8) - S2x02 - Baby One More Time
158. (8) - S2x04 - Happy Days Are Here Again/Get Happy
159. (8) - S2x04 - Lucky
160. (8) - S2x05 - Time Warp
161. (8) - S2x05 - Science Fiction Double Feature
162. (8) - S2x06 - Stop! In the Name of Love/Free Your Mind
163. (8) - S2x09 - Dog Days Are Over
164. (8) - S2x10 - The Most Wonderful Day of the Year
165. (8) - S2x11 - She's Not There
166. (8) - S2x11 - Need You Now
167. (8) - S2x12 - Fat Bottomed Girls
168. (8) - S2x13 - Take Me or Leave Me
169. (8) - S2x14 - Tik Tok
170. (8) - S2x16 - Candles
171. (8) - S2x16 - Hell to the No
172. (8) - S2x16 - Big Ass Heart
173. (8) - S2x16 - Only Child
174. (8) - S2x17 - Turning Tables
175. (8) - S2x19 - Dreams
176. (8) - S2x19 - Go Your Own Way
177. (8) - S2x19 - Don't Stop
178. (8) - S2x19 - Songbird
179. (8) - S2x20 - Isn't She Lovely
180. (8) - S2x21 - Back to Black
181. (8) - S2x22 - I Love New York/New York, New York
182. (8) - S2x22 - Pretending
183. (8) - S2x22 - Still Got Tonight
184. (8) - S3x02 - Somewhere
185. (8) - S3x03 - Fix You
186. (8) - S3x04 - Candyman
187. (8) - S3x04 - Take Care of Yourself
188. (8) - S3x05 - America
189. (8) - S3x06 - Hit Me with Your Best Shot/One Way or Another
190. (8) - S3x06 - You and I/You and I
191. (8) - S3x07 - Jolene
192. (8) - S3x07 - I Kissed a Girl
193. (8) - S3x08 - Man in the Mirror
194. (8) - S3x08 - ABC
195. (8) - S3x09 - All I Want for Christmas Is You
196. (8) - S3x09 - Extraordinary Merry Christmas
197. (8) - S3x09 - Blue Christmas
198. (8) - S3x10 - Wedding Bell Blues (Bill)
199. (8) - S3x11 - Ben
200. (8) - S3x11 - Never Can Say Goodbye
201. (8) - S3x13 - I Will Always Love You
202. (8) - S3x14 - Fly/I Believe I Can Fly
203. (8) - S3x14 - Here's to Us
204. (8) - S3x14 - Stand
205. (8) - S3x15 - Rio/Hungry Like the Wolf
206. (8) - S3x16 - If I Can't Have You
207. (8) - S3x16 - Night Fever
208. (8) - S3x17 - Saving All My Love For You
209. (8) - S3x18 - Cry
210. (8) - S3x18 - Shake It Out
211. (8) - S3x19 - What Makes You Beautiful
212. (8) - S3x19 - Take My Breath Away
213. (8) - S3x21 - We Are the Champions
214. (8) - S3x21 - It's All Coming Back to Me Now
215. (8) - S3x21 - Edge of Glory
216. (8) - S3x22 - Forever Young
217. (7) - S1x01 - Can't Fight This Feeling
218. (7) - S1x01 - You're the One That I Want (ver. 1)
219. (7) - S1x01 - Mr. Cellophane
220. (7) - S1x01 - I Kissed a Girl
221. (7) - S1x01 - Leaving On a Jet Plane
222. (7) - S1x02 - Push It
223. (7) - S1x04 - Taking Chances
224. (7) - S1x07 - No Air
225. (7) - S1x08 - I Could Have Danced All Night
226. (7) - S1x08 - Sweet Caroline
227. (7) - S1x11 - Hair/Crazy In Love
228. (7) - S1x12 - Smile (Charlie Chaplin)
229. (7) - S1x13 - You Can't Always Get What You Want
230. (7) - S1x14 - Highway to Hell
231. (7) - S1x14 - Hello
232. (7) - S1x15 - What It Feels Like for a Girl
233. (7) - S1x15 - Like a Virgin
234. (7) - S1x15 - Like a Prayer
235. (7) - S1x15 - Borderline/Open Your Heart
236. (7) - S1x17 - Total Eclipse of the Heart
237. (7) - S1x18 - Lady Is a Tramp
238. (7) - S1x18 - One
239. (7) - S1x19 - Dream a Little Dream
240. (7) - S1x20 - Bad Romance
241. (7) - S1x20 - Beth
242. (7) - S1x21 - Another One Bites the Dust
243. (7) - S1x21 - It's a Man's Man's Man's World
244. (7) - S1x22 - Any Way You Want It/Lovin' Touchin' Squeezin'
245. (7) - S2x01 - Telephone
246. (7) - S2x01 - Listen
247. (7) - S2x02 - Stronger
248. (7) - S2x02 - Me Against the Music
249. (7) - S2x03 - Losing My Religion
250. (7) - S2x03 - Only the Good Die Young
251. (7) - S2x03 - Papa, Can You Hear Me?
252. (7) - S2x05 - Whatever Happened to Saturday Night?
253. (7) - S2x05 - Sweet Transvestite
254. (7) - S2x05 - There's a Light (Over at the Frankenstein Place)
255. (7) - S2x05 - Damn It, Janet
256. (7) - S2x06 - One Love (People Get Ready)
257. (7) - S2x07 - Forget You
258. (7) - S2x07 - Nowadays/Hot Honey rag
259. (7) - S2x08 - Just the Way You Are
260. (7) - S2x10 - Last Christmas
261. (7) - S2x10 - We Need a Little Christmas
262. (7) - S2x12 - P.Y.T. (Pretty Young Thing)
263. (7) - S2x13 - I Know What Boys Like
264. (7) - S2x13 - Baby
265. (7) - S2x14 - My Headband
266. (7) - S2x14 - One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer
267. (7) - S2x15 - Kiss
268. (7) - S2x16 - Jesus Is My Friend
269. (7) - S2x16 - Trouty Mouth
270. (7) - S2x17 - I Follow Rivers
271. (7) - S2x18 - I've Gotta Be Me
272. (7) - S2x21 - Try a Little Tenderness
273. (7) - S2x21 - My Man
274. (7) - S2x22 - Light Up the World
275. (7) - S2x22 - Bella Notte
276. (7) - S3x01 - Ding-Dong! The Witch Is Dead
277. (7) - S3x01 - We Got the Beat
278. (7) - S3x03 - Spotlight
279. (7) - S3x03 - Out Here On My Own
280. (7) - S3x05 - One Hand, One Heart
281. (7) - S3x08 - Control
282. (7) - S3x08 - Survivor/I Will Survive
283. (7) - S3x09 - Santa Claus Is Coming to Town
284. (7) - S3x12 - Don't Wanna Lose You
285. (7) - S3x12 - La Isla Bonita
286. (7) - S3x13 - Let Me Love You
287. (7) - S3x13 - Stereo Hearts
288. (7) - S3x13 - Chapel of Love
289. (7) - S3x13 - L-O-V-E
290. (7) - S3x15 - Up Up Up
291. (7) - S3x16 - You Should Be Dancing
292. (7) - S3x16 - More Than a Woman
293. (7) - S3x16 - Stayin' Alive
294. (7) - S3x16 - Disco Inferno
295. (7) - S3x16 - How Deep Is Your Love
296. (7) - S3x17 - My Love Is Your Love
297. (7) - S3x20 - Mean
298. (7) - S3x20 - Flashdance...What a Feeling
299. (7) - S3x20 - Because You Loved Me
300. (7) - S3x21 - Pinball Wizard
301. (7) - S3x22 - Glory Days
302. (6) - S1x08 - What A Girl Wants
303. (6) - S1x15 - Vogue
304. (6) - S1x17 - U Can't Touch This
305. (6) - S1x17 - Physical
306. (6) - S1x17 - Ice Ice Baby
307. (6) - S1x18 - The Boy Is Mine
308. (6) - S1x20 - Shout It Out Loud
309. (6) - S1x21 - Good Vibrations
310. (6) - S1x21 - Tell Me Something Good
311. (6) - S1x22 - Faithfully
312. (6) - S2x01 - Getting to Know You
313. (6) - S2x05 - Touch a Touch a Touch a Touch Me
314. (6) - S2x05 - Planet, Schmanet, Janet
315. (6) - S2x08 - Sway
316. (6) - S2x10 - Welcome Christmas
317. (6) - S2x10 - Merry Christmas, Darling
318. (6) - S2x12 - Firework
319. (6) - S2x14 - Blame It (On the Alcohol)
320. (6) - S2x15 - Afternoon Delight
321. (6) - S2x19 - Never Going Back Again
322. (6) - S2x19 - Nice to Meet You, Have I Slept with You?
323. (6) - S2x22 - As Long as You're There
324. (6) - S3x04 - Bein' Green
325. (6) - S3x05 - A Boy Like That/I Have a Love
326. (6) - S3x09 - Christmas Wrapping
327. (6) - S3x09 - My Favorite Things
328. (6) - S3x10 - Moves Like Jagger/Jumpin' Jack Flash
329. (6) - S3x10 - The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face
330. (6) - S3x11 - Black or White
331. (6) - S3x12 - Bamboleo/Hero
332. (6) - S3x13 - Cherish/Cherish
333. (6) - S3x13 - Home
334. (6) - S3x18 - Cell Block Tango
335. (6) - S3x19 - Love You Like a Love Song
336. (6) - S3x20 - I Won't Give Up
337. (6) - S3x21 - Starships
338. (6) - S3x22 - Roots Before Branches
339. (5) - S1x05 - Cabaret
340. (5) - S1x10 - (You're Having My Baby)
341. (5) - S1x17 - Run Joey Run
342. (5) - S1x22 - To Sir, With Love
343. (5) - S2x01 - Every Rose Has Its Thorn
344. (5) - S2x09 - The Living Years
345. (5) - S2x10 - You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch
346. (5) - S2x15 - Do You Wanna Touch Me (Oh Yeah)
347. (5) - S3x01 - Anything Goes/Anything You Can Do
348. (5) - S3x07 - I'm the Only One
349. (5) - S3x07 - Constant Craving
350. (5) - S3x09 - River
351. (5) - S3x10 - We Found Love
352. (5) - S3x11 - I Just Can't Stop Loving You
353. (5) - S3x18 - The Rain in Spain
354. (4) - S1x02 - Gold Digger
355. (4) - S1x03 - I Wanna Sex You Up
356. (4) - S1x11 - Bootylicious
357. (4) - S1x19 - Safety Dance
358. (4) - S2x04 - With You I'm Born Again
359. (4) - S2x07 - Conjunction Junction
360. (4) - S2x08 - Ohio
361. (4) - S2x12 - My Funny Valentine
362. (4) - S2x13 - Sing
363. (4) - S2x17 - All By Myself
364. (4) - S2x22 - Yeah!
365. (4) - S3x04 - Waiting for a Girl Like You
366. (4) - S3x06 - Hot for Teacher
367. (4) - S3x11 - Scream
368. (4) - S3x12 - Sexy and I Know It
369. (4) - S3x13 - You're the Top
370. (4) - S3x15 - I'm Still Standing
371. (4) - S3x18 - School's Out
372. (3) - S3x01 - Big Spender
373. (3) - S3x08 - Buenos Aires
374. (3) - S3x08 - Red Solo Cup
375. (3) - S3x09 - Do They Know It's Christmas?
376. (3) - S3x19 - Dinosaur
377. (2) - S1x08 - Bust A Move
378. (1) - S1x08 - Thong Song
379. (1) - S2x20 - Friday
380. (1) - S3x12 - A Little Less Conversation
381. (NA) - S4x01 - It's Time
382. (NA) - S4x01 - Call Me Maybe
383. (NA) - S4x01 - Sister Christian
384. (NA) - S4x01 - Americano/Dance Again
385. (NA) - S4x01 - Never Say Never
386. (NA) - S4x01 - Chasing Pavements
387. (NA) - S4x01 - New York State of Mind
388. (NA) - S4x02 - Boys/Boyfriend
389. (NA) - S4x02 - Hold It Against Me
390. (NA) - S4x02 - Gimme More
391. (NA) - S4x02 - Everytime
392. (NA) - S4x02 - Crazy/U Drive Me Crazy
393. (NA) - S4x02 - Oops!...I Did It Again
394. (NA) - S4x02 - 3
395. (NA) - S4x02 - Womanizer
396. (NA) - S4x03 - Everybody Wants to Rule the World
397. (NA) - S4x03 - Celebrity Skin
398. (NA) - S4x03 - The Way You Look Tonight/You're Never Fully Dressed Without a Smile
399. (NA) - S4x03 - A Change Would Do You Good
400. (NA) - S4x04 - Teenage Dream (Acoustic)
401. (NA) - S4x04 - Barely Breathing
402. (NA) - S4x04 - Don't Speak
403. (NA) - S4x04 - Give Your Heart a Break
404. (NA) - S4x04 - The Scientist
405. (NA) - S4x04 - Mine
406. (NA) - S4x05 - Hopelessly Devoted to You
407. (NA) - S4x05 - Everybody Talks
408. (NA) - S4x05 - Blow Me (One Last Kiss)
409. (NA) - S4x05 - Born to Hand Jive
410. (NA) - S4x05 - Juke Box Hero
411. (NA) - S4x06 - Beauty School Dropout
412. (NA) - S4x06 - Look At Me I'm Sandra Dee
413. (NA) - S4x06 - Look At Me I'm Sandra Dee (Reprise)
414. (NA) - S4x06 - Greased Lightning
415. (NA) - S4x06 - You're the One That I Want
416. (NA) - S4x06 - There Are Worse Things I Could Do
417. (NA) - S4x07 - My Dark Side
418. (NA) - S4x07 - Heroes
419. (NA) - S4x07 - Superman
420. (NA) - S4x07 - Holding Out for a Hero
421. (NA) - S4x07 - Some Nights
422. (NA) - S4x08 - Whistle
423. (NA) - S4x08 - Let's Have a Kiki/Turkey Lurkey Time
424. (NA) - S4x08 - Home/Homeward Bound
425. (NA) - S4x08 - Come See About Me
426. (NA) - S4x08 - Live While We're Young
427. (NA) - S4x08 - Gangnam Style
428. (NA) - S4x09 - Something Stupid
429. (NA) - S4x09 - Being Alive
430. (NA) - S4x09 - Don't Dream It's Over
431. (NA) - S4x09 - Being Good Isn't Good Enough
432. (NA) - S4x09 - O Holy Night
433. (NA) - S4x09 - All That Jazz
434. (NA) - S4x10 - Feliz Navidad
435. (NA) - S4x10 - Hanukkah, Oh Hanukkah
436. (NA) - S4x10 - White Christmas
437. (NA) - S4x10 - The First Noel
438. (NA) - S4x10 - Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas
439. (NA) - S4x10 - Jingle Bell Rock
440. (NA) - S4x11 - Baby Got Back
441. (NA) - S4x11 - No Scrubs
442. (NA) - S4x11 - Tell Him
443. (NA) - S4x11 - Locked Out of Heaven
444. (NA) - S4x11 - I Only Have Eyes for You
445. (NA) - S4x11 - I Don't Know How to Love Him
446. (NA) - S4x12 - Centerfold/Hot in Herre
447. (NA) - S4x12 - Let Me Love You (Until You Learn to Love Yourself)
448. (NA) - S4x12 - A Thousand Years
449. (NA) - S4x12 - This Is the New Year
450. (NA) - S4x12 - Torn
451. (NA) - S4x12 - Love Song
452. (NA) - S4x13 - Don't Stop Me Now
453. (NA) - S4x13 - Diva
454. (NA) - S4x13 - Bring Him Home
455. (NA) - S4x13 - Make No Mistake (She's Mine)
456. (NA) - S4x13 - Nutbush City Limits
457. (NA) - S4x13 - Girl On Fire
458. (NA) - S4x13 - Hung Up
459. (NA) - S4x14 - Just Can't Get Enough
460. (NA) - S4x14 - Getting Married Today
461. (NA) - S4x14 - You're All I Need to Get By
462. (NA) - S4x14 - Anything Could Happen
463. (NA) - S4x14 - We've Got Tonite
464. (NA) - S4x15 - Shout
465. (NA) - S4x15 - Come What May
466. (NA) - S4x15 - Old Time Rock & Roll/Danger Zone
467. (NA) - S4x15 - You're All the World to Me
468. (NA) - S4x15 - Unchained Melody
469. (NA) - S4x15 - Footloose
470. (NA) - S4x15 - Diamonds Are a Girl's Best Friend/Material Girl
471. (NA) - S4x15 - In Your Eyes
472. (NA) - S4x16 - I Still Believe/Super Bass
473. (NA) - S4x16 - How to Be a Heartbreaker
474. (NA) - S4x16 - Closer
475. (NA) - S4x16 - The Bitch Is Back/Dress You Up
476. (NA) - S4x16 - Cold Hearted
477. (NA) - S4x16 - Bye Bye Bye/I Want It That Way
478. (NA) - S4x17 - Against All Odds (Take a Look at Me Now)
479. (NA) - S4x17 - Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go
480. (NA) - S4x17 - Wannabe
481. (NA) - S4x17 - My Prerogative
482. (NA) - S4x17 - Creep
483. (NA) - S4x17 - Mamma Mia
484. (NA) - S4x17 - Copacabana
485. (NA) - S4x18 - Say
486. (NA) - S4x18 - Your Song
487. (NA) - S4x18 - More Than Words
488. (NA) - S4x19 - Fight for Your Right (to Party)
489. (NA) - S4x19 - You Have More Friends Than You Know
490. (NA) - S4x19 - Outcast
491. (NA) - S4x19 - Don't Stop Believin' (Rachel)
492. (NA) - S4x19 - Next to Me
493. (NA) - S4x20 - We Will Rock You
494. (NA) - S4x20 - Longest Time
495. (NA) - S4x20 - Everybody Hurts
496. (NA) - S4x20 - You've Lost That Lovin' Feelin'
497. (NA) - S4x20 - At the Ballet
498. (NA) - S4x20 - Little Girls
499. (NA) - S4x21 - For Once in My Life
500. (NA) - S4x21 - Uptight (Everything's Alright)
501. (NA) - S4x21 - I Wish
502. (NA) - S4x21 - Signed, Sealed, Delivered, I'm Yours
503. (NA) - S4x21 - You Are the Sunshine of My Life
504. (NA) - S4x21 - Higher Ground
505. (NA) - S4x21 - Superstition
506. (NA) - S4x22 - Hall of Fame
507. (NA) - S4x22 - Clarity
508. (NA) - S4x22 - Wings
509. (NA) - S4x22 - I Love It
510. (NA) - S4x22 - All or Nothing
511. (NA) - S4x22 - To Love You More
512. (NA) - S4x22 - Rainbow Connection
513. (NA) - S5x01 - Help!
514. (NA) - S5x01 - All You Need Is Love
515. (NA) - S5x01 - Drive My Car
516. (NA) - S5x01 - You've Got to Hide Your Love Away
517. (NA) - S5x01 - Got to Get You Into My Life
518. (NA) - S5x01 - Yesterday
519. (NA) - S5x01 - A Hard Day's Night
520. (NA) - S5x01 - I Saw Her Standing There
521. (NA) - S5x02 - Here Comes the Sun
522. (NA) - S5x02 - Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band
523. (NA) - S5x02 - Get Back
524. (NA) - S5x02 - Hey Jude
525. (NA) - S5x02 - Let It Be
526. (NA) - S5x02 - Something
527. (NA) - S5x02 - Revolution
528. (NA) - S5x03 - Fire and Rain
529. (NA) - S5x03 - I'll Stand By You
530. (NA) - S5x03 - Seasons of Love
531. (NA) - S5x03 - No Surrender
532. (NA) - S5x03 - Make You Feel My Love
533. (NA) - S5x03 - If I Die Young
534. (NA) - S5x04 - Marry the Night
535. (NA) - S5x04 - Wide Awake
536. (NA) - S5x04 - Applause
537. (NA) - S5x04 - Roar
538. (NA) - S5x05 - Wrecking Ball
539. (NA) - S5x05 - Blurred Lines
540. (NA) - S5x05 - On Our Way
541. (NA) - S5x05 - You Are Woman, I Am Man
542. (NA) - S5x05 - If I Were a Boy
543. (NA) - S5x06 - Honesty
544. (NA) - S5x06 - Piano Man
545. (NA) - S5x06 - My Life
546. (NA) - S5x06 - Just the Way You Are
547. (NA) - S5x06 - You May Be Right
548. (NA) - S5x06 - An Innocent Man
549. (NA) - S5x06 - Movin' Out (Anthony's Song)
550. (NA) - S5x07 - You're My Best Friend
551. (NA) - S5x07 - Nasty/Rhythm Nation
552. (NA) - S5x07 - Into the Groove
553. (NA) - S5x07 - The Fox
554. (NA) - S5x07 - Cheek to Cheek
555. (NA) - S5x08 - Here Comes Santa Claus (Down Santa Claus Lane)
556. (NA) - S5x08 - The Chipmunk Song (Christmas Don't Be Late)
557. (NA) - S5x08 - Mary's Little Boy Child
558. (NA) - S5x08 - Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree
559. (NA) - S5x08 - Away in a Manger
560. (NA) - S5x08 - Love Child
561. (NA) - S5x08 - O Christmas Tree
562. (NA) - S5x09 - Whenever I Call You Friend
563. (NA) - S5x09 - My Lovin' (You're Never Gonna Get It)
564. (NA) - S5x09 - I Believe in a Thing Called Love
565. (NA) - S5x09 - Every Breath You Take
566. (NA) - S5x09 - Don't Rain On My Parade
567. (NA) - S5x09 - Brave
568. (NA) - S5x09 - Breakaway
569. (NA) - S5x10 - The Happening
570. (NA) - S5x10 - Hold On
571. (NA) - S5x10 - Barracuda
572. (NA) - S5x10 - Gloria
573. (NA) - S5x10 - Jumpin' Jumpin'
574. (NA) - S5x10 - Don't You (Forget About Me)
575. (NA) - S5x10 - Danny's Song
576. (NA) - S5x11 - Vacation
577. (NA) - S5x11 - America
578. (NA) - S5x11 - More Than a Feeling
579. (NA) - S5x11 - I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For
580. (NA) - S5x11 - Mr. Roboto/Counting Stars
581. (NA) - S5x11 - I Love LA
582. (NA) - S5x12 - Raise Your Glass
583. (NA) - S5x12 - Happy
584. (NA) - S5x12 - Defying Gravity
585. (NA) - S5x12 - Keep Holding On
586. (NA) - S5x12 - Toxic
587. (NA) - S5x12 - Valerie
588. (NA) - S5x13 - Loser Like Me
589. (NA) - S5x13 - Party All the Time
590. (NA) - S5x13 - I Am Changing
591. (NA) - S5x13 - Don't Stop Believin' (Season Five)
592. (NA) - S5x13 - Just Give Me a Reason
593. (NA) - S5x13 - Be Okay
594. (NA) - S5x14 - Don't Sleep in the Subway
595. (NA) - S5x14 - You Make Me Feel So Young
596. (NA) - S5x14 - Best Day of My Life
597. (NA) - S5x14 - Rockstar
598. (NA) - S5x14 - Downtown
599. (NA) - S5x14 - People
600. (NA) - S5x15 - Not While I'm Around
601. (NA) - S5x15 - I'm Still Here
602. (NA) - S5x15 - You Make Me Feel Like a Natural Woman
603. (NA) - S5x15 - Colorblind
604. (NA) - S5x15 - Broadway Baby
605. (NA) - S5x15 - No One Is Alone
606. (NA) - S5x16 - Addicted to Love
607. (NA) - S5x16 - Love Is a Battlefield
608. (NA) - S5x16 - I Want to Know What Love Is
609. (NA) - S5x16 - Let's Wait Awhile
610. (NA) - S5x17 - Lovefool
611. (NA) - S5x17 - I'm the Greatest Star
612. (NA) - S5x17 - Pumpin Blood
613. (NA) - S5x17 - Who Are You Now
614. (NA) - S5x17 - NYC
615. (NA) - S5x18 - Story of My Life
616. (NA) - S5x18 - Piece of My Heart
617. (NA) - S5x18 - Wake Me Up
618. (NA) - S5x18 - The Rose
619. (NA) - S5x18 - Doo Wop (That Thing)
620. (NA) - S5x19 - Werewolves of London
621. (NA) - S5x19 - Memory
622. (NA) - S5x19 - Lucky Star
623. (NA) - S5x19 - Take Me Home Tonight
624. (NA) - S5x19 - I Melt with You
625. (NA) - S5x20 - All of Me
626. (NA) - S5x20 - No Time At All
627. (NA) - S5x20 - American Boy
628. (NA) - S5x20 - Shakin' My Head
629. (NA) - S5x20 - Pompeii
630. (NA) - S5x20 - Glitter in the Air
631. (NA) - S5x20 - Girls on Film
632. (NA) - S6x01 - Sing
633. (NA) - S6x01 - Dance the Night Away
634. (NA) - S6x01 - Uninvited
635. (NA) - S6x01 - Let It Go
636. (NA) - S6x01 - Suddenly Seymour
637. (NA) - S6x02 - Tightrope
638. (NA) - S6x02 - Take On Me
639. (NA) - S6x02 - Home
640. (NA) - S6x02 - Problem
641. (NA) - S6x02 - Mustang Sally
642. (NA) - S6x02 - Viva Voce
643. (NA) - S6x03 - It's Too Late
644. (NA) - S6x03 - Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow/Head Over Feet
645. (NA) - S6x03 - You Learn/You've Got a Friend
646. (NA) - S6x03 - Hand in My Pocket/I Feel the Earth Move
647. (NA) - S6x03 - So Far Away
648. (NA) - S6x04 - Rock Lobster
649. (NA) - S6x04 - Whip It
650. (NA) - S6x04 - Thousand Miles
651. (NA) - S6x04 - Bitch
652. (NA) - S6x05 - It Must Have Been Love
653. (NA) - S6x05 - All Out of Love
654. (NA) - S6x05 - Father Figure
655. (NA) - S6x05 - My Sharona
656. (NA) - S6x05 - You Spin Me Round (Like a Record)
657. (NA) - S6x06 - Arthur's Theme
658. (NA) - S6x06 - Wishin' And Hoping
659. (NA) - S6x06 - Baby It's You
660. (NA) - S6x06 - What the World Needs Now
661. (NA) - S6x06 - Promises, Promises
662. (NA) - S6x06 - They Long to Be Close to You
663. (NA) - S6x06 - I'll Never Fall in Love Again
664. (NA) - S6x06 - Alfie
665. (NA) - S6x07 - You Give Love a Bad Name
666. (NA) - S6x07 - Somebody Loves You
667. (NA) - S6x07 - All About That Bass
668. (NA) - S6x07 - Time After Time
669. (NA) - S6x07 - I Know Where I've Been
670. (NA) - S6x07 - Same Love
671. (NA) - S6x08 - Hey Ya!
672. (NA) - S6x08 - Our Day Will Come
673. (NA) - S6x08 - I'm So Excited
674. (NA) - S6x08 - At Last
675. (NA) - S6x09 - Uptown Funk
676. (NA) - S6x09 - I Want to Break Free
677. (NA) - S6x09 - Break Free
678. (NA) - S6x09 - Lose My Breath
679. (NA) - S6x09 - Cool Kids
680. (NA) - S6x09 - Friday I'm in Love
681. (NA) - S6x10 - Far From Over
682. (NA) - S6x10 - Rather Be
683. (NA) - S6x10 - Rise
684. (NA) - S6x10 - The Trolley Song
685. (NA) - S6x10 - The Final Countdown
686. (NA) - S6x11 - We Built This City
687. (NA) - S6x11 - Mickey
688. (NA) - S6x11 - Chandelier
689. (NA) - S6x11 - Come Sail Away
690. (NA) - S6x11 - Listen to Your Heart
691. (NA) - S6x11 - Take Me to Church
692. (NA) - S6x12 - Pony
693. (NA) - S6x12 - Don't Stop Believing (Pilot/2009)
694. (NA) - S6x12 - Popular
695. (NA) - S6x12 - I'm His Child
696. (NA) - S6x12 - I Kissed a Girl
697. (NA) - S6x13 - Daydream Believer
698. (NA) - S6x13 - Someday We'll Be Together
699. (NA) - S6x13 - I Lived
700. (NA) - S6x13 - This Time
701. (NA) - S6x13 - Teach Your Children
702. (NA) - S6x13 - The Winner Takes It All
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Hyde Park // Jughead Jones
Summary: As Archie’s older sister you return to Riverdale amid the closing of the Jason Blossom murder case when tragedy strikes your life. Traumatized you race home from England to the comfort of your Dad’s arms. To think it tragedy would strike again in the Andrews family just weeks are your return.
Characters: Jughead Jones x Andrews!Reader, Archie Andrews, Fred Andrews, Betty Cooper, Veronica Lodge, OFC!Ruth Abbott, and Mary Andrews
Words: 2752
Disclaimer: I do not own Riverdale or the characters. Nor do I own any images, gifs, jokes and lyrics that may appear in this.
Warnings: Swearing, injuries, traumatic event, Riverdale shooting, death (mentioend), fluff and angst
Author: Caitsy
A/N: I really love this one for some reason. Please request more Teen Wolf and Riverdale imagines. Thank you.
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Walking towards your seats near the front of the room in the concert area you giggled with the girl beside you. Both with a closed can of alcohol, thank god for the youngest age limit, you were excited for the concert to begin. It was your first in your new home and to have it with the first person you connected with after the flight you were ecstatic.
“Oh my god! I can’t believe we’re seeing this!” Ruth screamed over the music. It was getting you pumped and hearing Ruth’s accent really set into your mind.
“Best way to end the week and our break begins!” You yelled back as the announcer called out the band.
“I hope your pumped London! Give it up for Machine Gun Kelly!” The entire Hype Park area freaked as he walked on stage.
You weren’t crazy obsessed with him but Ruth was a massive fan so when he announced he would be appearing in the small concert you knew you had to come. Getting cheap tickets was easy when you knew the right people.
“We’re going to start with Bad Things!” MGK called out before it began.
Ruth and you abandoned your empty cans on the ground to dance in your area not caring about anything. You weren’t sure how long it was before someone managed to get on stage.
“GET DOWN!” They screamed before a ear bursting loud boom split the area with grass and dirt flying everywhere. The stage crashed from the force, you didn’t know what was up or down but you knew something was wrong. Someone had spilt their beer on you and the glass had hit you because you hurt so much.
“Y/N! Y/N! Y/N WHERE ARE YOU?!” Ruth screamed trying to shove pass people in a fury to move.
You whimpered when you were pushed on to the ground where panicked feet moved different ways. You blacked out when a shoe slammed into your face.
“Archie come here!” Fred Andrews yelled from the living room. His eyes stuck on the tv screen.
“I’m bu-“
“Archibald! NOW.”
The frenzy nearly had Archie fall down the stairs in his hurry to get to his Dad. Archie hadn’t heard his father yell that before. He was unprepared when he found Fred collapsed into a chair with his hands clasped together in front of his face. On the screen was flashing lights and a newscast speaking with a banner going across the bottom.
A Tragedy Has Struck Westminster, London at Hyde Park.
“What’s going on Dad?”
“Call your sister.”
“Dad I’m sure she’s fine. She’s been busy with school.” Archie nervously said biting his lip, “She broke her phone.”
There wasn’t much the Andrews’ men could do as the information came forth.
“Just four short months after a bomb went off at the Manchester Arena another concert tragedy has occurred. In Hyde Park the musician Machine Gun Kelly had a concert when just shy of half way through a bomb was detonated. No information has come forth on the numbers injured and dead but we have facts to believe it’s in the dozens.”
Archie’s hands shook as he struggled to get his phone out of his pocket to call your emergency contact. Ruth Abbott had taken you under her wing when you decided on going to accept Oxford University in England as your choice of education.
The phone rang before it was angrily picked up.
“This isn’t funny.” The voice was deeper.
“Is Ruth there?”
“No. She’s out and this isn’t funny. Stop calling this number.” The man seethed before the call was cut.
“No answer.” Archie murmured looking up.
“Go to school Archie.” Fred groaned looking back up at the tv. The newscaster glanced behind her before returning her eyes to the camera.
“We have a confirmed attendant by the Y/N Andrews safely in one of the houses taking in people for safety.”
Fred and Archie sighed in relief as they each collapsed into a chair no longer anxious if she was dead. Clapping his hand on his father’s should Archie turned to grab his bag.
“However Y/N’s friend Ruth Abbott has been confirmed to be in critical condition at the nearest hospital. We have no information on the suspect.”
“She must be devastated.” Fred sighed shaking head to turn off the tv, “I should get to work. Y/N will call when she can.”
A few weeks passed by with revelations hitting the small town from FP getting arrested being the most talked about. Ms. Grundy leaving town was another but nothing could match when news broke out about London again.
Clueless Archie had opened his locker to grab his textbook not noticing the looks from everyone. He barely noticed when Betty carefully closed his locker to garner his attention.
“Did you finish the biology homework?” He questioned, “The last question has me.”
“Arch.” Betty softly spoke steering her best friend into the Blue and Gold.
“What’s wrong?” Archie asked looking at her.
“Have you looked at the news?” Betty said sitting on her desk.
“No?”
“It’s bad Archie.” Betty sighed, “You haven’t heard from Y/N because she was in hospital.”
“No she’s safe and can’t call. She’s saving money for a phone.” Archie reaffirmed his feelings on the situation just as Jughead, sitting at his desk in the Blue and Gold, turned his screen.
There on the screen was you with your suitcase he had got your for your eighteenth birthday just a few weeks before you left. You had a high IQ with enough credits to bypass your senior year entirely and get into Oxford University with acceptances from Brown university and Yale.
You were alone in an airport staring blankly as you were shadowed by a man in a uniform until you were out the camera view. You were layered in clothing that you wouldn’t have done previously.
“Archie. She was in a coma for a week with no ID or friends to give her a name. Ultimately she was a Jane Doe until she woke up and she stayed another week due to injuries.”
“They should have known it wasn’t her!” Archie screamed furiously rubbing his eyes.
“Common mistaken identity.” Jughead said, “They both had red hair, brown eyes and Archie it was a complete disaster on the event. They couldn’t focus on Y/N.”
You gasped lurching in your seat as your dream cemented in your mind with Ruth front and centre glaring at you. You saw you were still on the plane heading back to Riverdale with the financial help of Mr and Mrs. Abbott and their healthy bank account. You didn’t want to leave Ruth but you were being forced back to America because the Abbott’s knew you needed to be far from London.
“Thank you for flying with us!”
You brushed your hand over your baggy sweater from the healing wounds were on your body. In the words of Natasha Romanoff in the marvel movies, ‘bye-bye bikinis’ because you certainly wouldn’t show them off.
Mrs. Abbott had insisted on paying for the cab you would take from the airport home because you didn’t remember what your family’s number were at all. You had lost your phone during the bombing and didn’t have the money to get a new one. You were relieved when your childhood home came into your line of sight.
“Thank you.” You mumbled shoving a few bills at the cabbie. He grunted as you dragged your bags to the door. You tiptoed until you felt the spare key on the edge of the doorframe.
“Home sweet home.” You murmured to yourself as you walked into your bedroom still painted the colour to had demanded when you were able to get rid of the pink.
You walked into your bathroom to wash your face but when you looked up you saw a bloodied Ruth instead.
“No. No.” You whimpered scrambling to shove your back against the wall curling in on yourself, “It’s not real.”
With your eyes closed you forgot where you were until you opened your eyes to see the Hyde Park clear as day. You could still smell the scent in the air while Ruth slowly turned her eyes to you.
“It’s your fault.”
“I-I.”
You screamed before opening your eyes and looking down to see blood on your hands from pressing your nails into your skin. You had a long recovery ahead of you. Not trusting yourself to not remember that day you used the bathroom and came out to your dark room. Grabbing your computer you put on your favourite movie.
Time passed before you heard the front door slam open but you heard the deafening sound from the bomb in the park. Pushing yourself off the bed you crawled underneath waiting for the man in your nightmares to appear. Logically you knew he was dead but emotionally you were sure he was terrorizing you.
“Are you sure?” Your Dad, Fred, asked from downstairs.
“I can’t get a hold of anyone. They’re not sure if she got on the plane.” The sweet familiar voice of your mother replied while keys were dropped on the table.
You whimpered feeling that need to be held by your Dad came back strong as it had since you left Riverdale in the first place. You just wanted to feel protected like you always did in his arms growing up.
“Can Sheriff Keller call someone?”
“Archie, Keller doesn’t have any contacts or jurisdiction.” Another voice chimed in, the same voice that caused your heart to race.
You slowly opened the door to walk to the stairs with a slight limp from your left leg you barely even noticed anymore. It was a struggle getting up the stairs initially but you had managed but getting down them would be another one entirely.
The step slightly creaked when you stepped on it causing the entire house to go still. Fred was the first to come around the wall not yet looking up the stairs.
“Daddy?” You sobbed getting his attention.
“Y/N.” Fred yelled racing up the stairs to pull you into a hug, “My baby.”
“I’m scared.” You whimpered the tears fully running down your cheeks.
“I’m here baby.” Your Dad sighed kissing your head as he pulled you in tighter, “I’m never letting you go again.”
Your Dad swept you into his arms to get down the stairs where the three people stood in silent shock.
“You’re alive.” Archie breathed before almost knocking you on the ground, “I thought you were gone.”
You hadn’t felt safe ever since the accident so when your brother and parents hugged you for the first time in months you finally felt safe again. The family reunion was raw with emotion still high from the unknown of everything. Yet at the same time it was palpable with relief at knowing you were out of harms way.
Adjusting back to life post accident was tough with Riverdale all knowing you were back and spreading rumours on your injuries. It ranged from a minor cut to be ghastly third degree burns and a prosthetic leg.
You banned anyone other than your family into the house, even Jughead, because you were disgusted with everything. You couldn’t be around loud sounds without being mentally transported back to Hyde Park and large crowds made you extremely uncomfortable.
“Y/N?” Your Dad said opening the door up, “You okay?”
“I’m fine Dad.” You shifted on your feet.
“Archie and I are going to Pops for breakfast, do you want to come with us?”
“No thank you. I’m not ready yet."
“I have to go to the construction site later but if you want me to stay I can come back from breakfast.”
“I’ll be fine.” You weakly stated moving towards your open bedroom door, “I’ll have to face the town at some point.”
“Take your time.”
You spent your time alone in the house in the kitchen staring in the abyss you called your fridge currently. You wouldn’t mind food from Pops but at the same time you didn’t want to leave the house and face the looks. You were sure things would never get better because you barely slept with the nightmares and not knowing if Ruth was going to be okay or not didn’t help.
You screamed when the front door slammed open before stomping feet thundered in the entry way.
“Shit sorry. I was trying to balance the trays.” Jughead chuckled before seeing your terrified expression, “Shit.”
“I-I’m fine.” You gasped leaning over closing your eyes tight, “You’re in Riverdale. You’re safe. You’re okay.”
“I’m sorry.” Jughead soothed pulling you into his arms. You barely felt the tears falling down your cheeks as you pressed your hands onto his chest to ground yourself.
“I don’t think I’ll ever be the same.” You choked.
“That’s okay.” Jughead murmered into your hair, “I’ll be there when you fall and when you pick yourself up again and again.”
“You shouldn’t. I’m ugly.” You sniffled forcefully pushed back to see his stunned expression.
“You are not ugly.”
“I am. I’m scared physically and emotionally.” You cried trying to escape his warmth.
“So am I.” Jughead sighed, “When the drinking first got bad with Dad he got angry one night. He threw the glass at the wall and I stumbled into it. I’m scarred too.”
“Did he hit you?”
“No.” Jughead quickly shook his head, “My Dad may be an ass but he would never lay a finger on Jellybean or me. Ever.”
“Ruth was excited to see the concert. I was too because I got to see my best friend light up in ways she hadn’t in a long time. When it happened it was blinding both by scent and hearing. I couldn’t see anything and I couldn’t hear anything when it went off. I tried to get away but I fell and then its black.”
“You don’t have to talk about it.” Jughead whispered leaning against the counter with you in his arms.
“It was a nice day out and Ruth was yelling. It was like I was underwater with no escape and I just…I was fucking scared.” You whimpered burrowing further into his arms.
“I won’t let anything hurt you anymore.” Jughead murmured into your ear leading you to sit on the couch. You were surprised at how safe you felt in his arms even if you had heard from your brother that Jughead was a serpent following his father’s arrest and the whole Clifford Blossom being Jason’s murderer.
“Thank you.”
The next hour involved him playing with your hands together and taking your mind off of everything by telling you stories about anything and everything. Things changed when Jughead got a call from changed everything for you. Dad had been shot in a robbery at Pops. You didn’t think when you ran for the door shoving your feet into your abandoned shoes and racing out side, you hesitated when you saw that Jughead had a motorcycle.
You didn’t care. You got on after he did and took off to the odd hospital that had strange uniforms that bordered on past decades. You met with Archie’s other friends Betty and Veronica with their parents before you slammed into Archie’s arms not caring of the blood.
“How is he?” You exclaimed running your eyes over the splotchy red marks staining Archie’s cast, lettermen jacket and his skin.
“I-I don’t know.” Archie whimpered as multiple arms surrounded him. You noticed that Hal and Alice were talking to the reception. You were close to collapsing when Archie whispered exactly what happened and you collapse again feeling as if you were back in Hyde Park again.
Jughead led you to a waiting chair when your leg started hurting more and the movement was starting to really hurt. You leaned down in your chair welcoming when Jughead put his arm you and became your support.
In the time you father was in surgery and then resting in the hospital Jughead and you grew even closer to the point where you silently got together. A bad scenario brought out a relationship you should have expected but didn’t see coming and you were very happy. He stayed when your Dad got out of the hospital, when the Abbott’s called to tell you that Ruth had passed away from her injuries. He was there and you loved him for it.
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Since Donald Trump walked through the White House door to become America's 'bully in chief,' we've noticed that there seems to be a seething anger and frustration among people who have begun to follow his lead online. Presidents set the tone of the country, and we all know that the tones he is setting off are very unsettling, and in the past year cyberbullying has stepped up. It's always been there, but when our leader is using Twitter as a weapon against voices he doesn't like (or who disagree with him), it gives permission for others to follow suit. To me, using the "Supernatural" fandom was shining a light on a microcosm which reflects how Trump is infecting our country with his hatred, racism, and bullying. While we were considering how to tackle this subject objectively, one of our writers mentioned a piece on Tumblr which really stood out to me for just saying it like it was. Rather than tiptoe around and try to appeal to everyone, this writer put it out there and held the mirror up for everyone to look at themselves. I personally liked the idea of having a real diehard "Supernatural" fan be the voice of the piece. It came as no surprise that while many felt a sense of relief that 'someone had finally said it,' a small minority tried spreading their vitriol to disavow it. Even going so far as slandering us, and I would like to personally thank Entertainment Weekly for being so supportive with one person's false claims. The wonderful thing about holding a mirror up is that the real bullies wound up showing everyone exactly who they were on social media. They are using the exact same tactics that Donald Trump uses on Twitter by attacking, and when hit with a rational answer, they throw out a shiny object to distract from the fact that logic and rational thought is something they don't deal with very well. This was exactly why this piece was so important to me as we are allowing Trump to infect aspects of our lives that should be reserved in the form of entertainment. A show like "Supernatural" is a great way of escaping the fact that 26 people were shot to death in church this past Sunday, 30 people die every day in this country from guns but the Republicans and NRA tell us that by talking about it we're politicizing a tragedy, the people in Washington that should be working for us are screwing over the middle class and lower income people by trying to take away their health care while raising their taxes. With the way things are in America right now, we need a form of escapism so when this small minority needing attention tried to spoil a show like "Supernatural" for everyone; the time seemed right to discuss this. It wasn't to dredge up old news as this group never seems to stop and every day they choose a new person or actor to go after. Can you imagine: if the person on Twitter who literally spent over nine hours yesterday trying to round up people to force us to take the cyberbullying article down from our site used that time to call their local elected officials or volunteered for a cause they believe in, they could bring so much positive change into the world. That was another big reason for covering this topic. When Trump was elected one year ago, I went through the same anger, frustration, and depression, but rather than lash out wildly; I realized that by showing our readers what Trump and the government were doing it would be more proactive and way more fulfilling. We can all make a positive change and realize that all the pent-up anger can be released this way rather than clubbing each other over the heads continuously. Having lost a close friend of MTTG to suicide after being cyberbullied, here is a link to help that from happening to others. So in response to questions asked about the previous article, we felt it only right to allow Surflove808 to answer the critics. We know that you can never satisfy everyone, this fills in those gaps that this small minority has tried to fill with hatred, lies, and innuendo. So again, we thank Surflove808 for allowing us to reprint her piece of mind. This is the author's opinion, and we respect it as we do all opinions. (this has not been edited and is in its original form) [caption id="attachment_50856" align="aligncenter" width="696"] Source: YouTube[/caption] Regarding my blog post re: The Joke Debacle, most everyone has been so thoughtful, mature, kind and open-minded about the discussion matter, even if they didn’t necessarily agree with me. So that right there, shows me that it’s possible for all of us to be more understanding with each other regardless of our ships or faves or whatever. And I’m an open-minded, open book, so even if you don’t agree with me, this is a safe place to vent concerns or frustrations with what I say. We can all respectfully disagree, meet in the middle or go just back to our own corners. Whatever. I’d like to encourage those of you who are taking your frustrations out on anyone who agrees with points made in my article (on Twitter or wherever) to come speak directly to me if you have an issue. I wrote it, after all. My blog is helpfully linked right there in the article. I don’t bite. And for those of you who aren’t overly familiar with what’s going on, please check out the many, many comments attached to my actual blog post, and you will be able to see that there are far more people that are fed up with these bad apples, than there are bad apples. I hope. And if there are apples that don’t feel like they’re being given a fair shake, I’d like to hear from those apples too. When I posted my angry rant last week, I didn’t expect it to gain so much traction. But it did…and it showed me I wasn’t alone, and that there are a lot of fed up fans out there, and justifiably so, who are looking for an end to this ridiculous inner-fandom civil war. I’m relatively new to Tumblr. I wasn’t expecting to become the unofficial mouthpiece for this issue. I was approached by movietvtechgeeks.com asking if they could use my blog post in an article about the cyberbullying that’s happening in this fandom, so I said “Sure!” I’m honored that someone would want to print my rambling. But of course, it’s also opened up the floor on Twitter, yet again, for certain people to deliberately misconstrue the content and twist it to suit their own agenda in the comment sections. What they fail to realize is…they’re only proving why we needed this article in the first place. So, joke’s on them!! However…. now I feel obligated to come on here and clarify my intent and that’s friggin irritating. Here is the article if you want to take a look see: https://twitter.com/movietvtechgeek/status/927578926397952000 I NEED TO MAKE A FEW THINGS CRYSTAL CLEAR (apparently):
I don’t have a ship. I don’t dislike shippers. (Ship away! I just dislike pushy people with no sense of boundaries) So please do not misconstrue anything I say as promoting or denigrating *a* ship. You do you. Let me do me. Well, that sounded vaguely dirty… you know what I mean. I’m just gonna ship me with myself now. Nobody can love me quite like me.
I don’t stanan actor, and I don’t think that because someone likes “another” actor (whomever that might be) more, that it’s a direct affront to me or them. I tag all these “relevant to the post” actors because I think they’re all relevant to the success of this show, and sadly….also to this juvenile ridiculousness that seems to be brewing between fan factions.
But, if I’m being honest? Full disclosure: I do have a favorite! Jensen. Heyyyoooo! I think he’s an incredibly talented actor IN MY OPINION, and I like his extraordinarily expressive face. See? Simple as that. Is that a problem? And do you feel better now that it’s out in the open? We can all have opinions, and favorites without “throwing feces like howler monkeys” to quote a certain dickhead angel. And as far as personalities and talent go? They’re all amazing, and they all belong, IN MY OPINION. The main cast, the supporting cast, new castmates, former castmates…. they all just…gel. You know? It’s some kind of voodoo magic. And they’re by all accounts, really decent people doing good things out there in the world. Without any one of them, it wouldn’t be the show we all know and love. And if you don’t love the SHOW, well….I guess fucking go watch something else? Right?? Listen….Unless you’re tied to a chair Clockwork Orange-style, and being force fed this show by some evil, covert government agency… you DO have other choices.
I sucked it up and joined Twitter because there seems to be an attack dog, hive-mind situation happening that seems hell bent on cowing people into submission. That shit doesn’t fly with me. And if I’m on there and see bullying, damaging misinformation or harassment… I’m going to get in the fray. But I’m going to TRY to do it with honesty, integrity and a sense of humor. I want to sit at the adults table on Turkey Day. Not at the kids table with Weird Uncle Augustus. Know what I mean? Don’t be that guy.
AND ONCE MORE FOR THE PEOPLE IN THE BACK: To be clear - I’m not speaking to ONE specific group of people. However, if you look into the mirror I’m holding up and see your own reflection? I’m probably talking to you.
I’m not going to choose a “side.” I choose the show, it’s actors, crew, writers, etc, collectively. Because they all work their asses off, both on and off the set to give us fans so much more than just entertainment.
If someone wanted to hold a mirror up to this fandom right now, via a juicy documentary on the ship wars, fighting factions, undermining, conspiracy theories, revenge tactics, harassment campaigns, etc…. I think its safe to say, we’re all gonna be pretty fucking embarrassed. Let’s hope that never happens. I’m cringing just thinking about it. But we deserve it, if we keep on with this petty bullshit, ya know? 6. My blog post was not about for J2 "stans” or aboutMisha “stans,”for gods sake people. This post was about how splinter groups (for lack of a better term) were being damaging and disruptive (As they do.) and how it’s bad for EVERYONE when we let warring factions steamroll over everyone else, AND each other. This post was a direct response to the organized and brutally efficient Twitter campaign that somehow found its way into the laps of a handful of online news sites in an effort to publicize an off-color joke in order to take advantage of the current climate in the entertainment industry and start a viral witch hunt. *I just ran out of breath. Time for a James Brown pause*
My post was also aimed at the Twitter spamming campaigns that Shatner and Pellegrino, as well as J2 had to put up with in the past few weeks. And don’t feed us that horsehit about them bullying the poor fans that spoke their minds. NO.Youcollectively went on, and started shit, kept coming at them, and they defended themselves. And rather maturely, considering. It’s about groups of people that have gotten so wrapped up and out of control, that they’re poisoning this fan family. I genuinely feel concerned that some folks are confusing reality with fiction, here.
If you look back farther on my Tumblr page (?) to the good ol days of last Thursday (?) - particularly the Silent Majoritypost - that post is not in reference to anyfan or any actor, specifically. It’s in reference to the majority of fans who want to do the right thing, WANT to help out, WANT to just enjoy the damn show without all this drama and hate. But because they’re quiet, and they’re not able to speak their minds without fear of retribution…. they’re vastly under-represented. And so, the assholes of the fandom run amok unchallenged. THAT’S the majority I’m speaking of. 9. I abhor anyone that lurks around on social media looking for people to mess with. So, imagine my surprise and disappointment that now I’M that person, because of this fucking shit!! I’m only getting after people who are picking on others, but still… lurking, arguing. Utter waste of valuable time. Yours and mine.
Saturday night I apparently pissed off the leader of one of the SPN gangs (what do you call them??) when I called her out on her behavior and was ominously told: “Wanna see what happens when I tell my followers what to think and do.” To which I responded “I already have. And it’s deplorable” And then offered to provide her with my name, # and home address. She didn’t want it. I don’t know why. I thought it was funny! I NEVER get hate mail… and I was looking forward to some postcards. I’m old school that way. Don’t hate tweet me. Send me a hate postcard featuring something cool from your state. Jokes aside….that’s the kind of crap that mobilized me in the first place. I tried to have a reasonable conversation with this individual and even asked if she wanted to take it offline and talk. I followed her lead, conversationally, did snark back when required…but just when I thought we were going to have a reasonable discussion, she pulled the rug out. I tried. If you’re reading this and you feel misrepresented, or misunderstood, or you’re trying to misrepresent our conversation - the door is still open if you want to talk. But I’m not going to tolerate your bullshit, and neither should anyone else. Who ARE these people? And why is this happening? That’s my question.
I’m not here to listen to arguments that a 6-year old might find compelling in a court of law, such as: Well, Jensen told that joke a year ago, or Misha said thisthatandtheotherthing back in the day…so why are you only talking about Jared's joke?
Well…because this is not a tit-for-tat thing. I’m talking about the issue that is relevant RIGHT NOW. And this is far from a "blame it on Jared” thing. I feel awful for the guy. For both of them for even being looped into this insanity. The intent of my blog post was to address very current events that have been demonstrative of the current, toxic climate brewing in the SPN fandom. I’m NOT here to write the Unabridged History of SPN Actors and Their Fondness for Off-Color Jokes.
If you’re all wound up and offended by what I wrote? It’s probably because I wrote this blog post not foryou, but aboutyou. OR, you’ve not been provided with context, content or clarity, and you got swept up in this manufactured hysteria and reacted. OR, you think I’m a total asshole, and that’s ok. I get it! And I understand how my post could make some of you defensive and prickly. But hey, as the saying goes… don’t start none, won’t BE none. On the flip side, as someone eloquently stated (ahem, Carol Hansson) “It’s ok to be offended….it’s also ok to not be offended.”
I am not a rape apologist. And neither are the actors. And to even insinuate that any of us, by extension of supporting Jared or Jensen in this situation, are pro “rape culture,” is appropriating a term and using it so irresponsibly that you’re negating the real suffering of sexual abuse survivors. The more you trivialize it, the more you take away its power. Stop using manufactured concern for survivors as your jumping-off point for harassment, and START asking yourself what’s really motivating you to use that argument as an excuse for your behavior. BTW, #Metoo, and you sure as hell don’t represent ME.
If you want to see a record of this casts achievements for mental health awareness, LGBTQ rights, anti-bullying and women's issues, to name a few - it’s a simple Google search away. That’s on your time. Not mine. Again….not here to write their autobiography. This piece is an opinion piece. I try to be balanced, but that’s as far as it goes. I’m not CNN.
MISHA: Misha was not mentioned in my post because Misha was not under fire last week or the week before over this stupid bullshit. If I SEE that happening, I’ll write about THAT. But HE was not the focus of this mess. So I left HIM out of it. Does that make sense? And also? I’m not here to equally represent all actors at all times. That’s not how this works in the context of the subject matter at hand. If you want to see more adequate representation for your favorite actor - write your own op-ed. Easy peasy, lemon squeezy.
And Misha as well as J2, are probably more than a little appalled that some of their biggest fans (?) are committing to some shady behavior in their honor and in their names. Just a guess. They’re good guys, and this is probably not sanctioned behavior. If you think it is? Show me the receipts. Let’s do this honestly, using facts. Not conjecture.
No, I do not excuse anyone’s behavior because of their physical attractiveness. Neither do most people. I am not a child (Thank you, Uma Thurman), and I don’t rationalize like a child.
No, I am not doing this to seek approval from the actors, and neither is anyone else with the #istandwithJ2 hashtag. As previously stated, this is an equal and opposite reaction to the bullshit that brought us all here today. You’re grasping at straws at this point, if that’s the argument you’re going with. Speaking on my own behalf, I have nothing to gain here, except some new Tumblr friends with a side of troll.
To reiterate on previous posts - I’m hoping that all of us will collectively start sticking up for each other when we see someone harassing a fellow fan online. Even if you don’t want to comment….maybe give the person being flamed those little heart thingys (likes?). Direct message them if liking their post doesn’t feel safe. Show them your support in some way, so that they don’t feel alone and so that they don’t feel quite so vulnerable to attacks from online bullies. We Have Got To Start Backing Up People who are just trying to express their opinions respectfully and are being slammed with responses that are belligerent, demeaning, threatening, obnoxious, etc. Otherwise - these jerks will just keep steamrolling right over the more gentle viewers out there. And a lot of them, are just kids. And this goes both ways. It has to, in order to be effective.
If you see something - say something. That’s my 2 cents anyway. The world’s going to Hell in a handbasket, 26 innocent people were gunned down yesterday in a place they held sacred and felt safe in, and it just keeps happening. Mother Nature has decided she’s sick of our shit and has been upending thousands of lives. There are actual sexual predators in some of our pasts and sadly, in some of our futures. And this “joke” has no relevancy or bearing on that sad fact. Women, people of color, LGBTQ people, economically fragile people, physically fragile people, etc…are seeing their protections, rights and livelihoods eroded away in an alarmingly short period of time, and the list goes on and on… and THIS is what we’re dedicating our mental and emotional resources to? This show is supposed to be an escape from reality, guys. Not actual reality. Why are we harassing the actors and fellow fans of a television show that brought us all together in the first place? This is entertainment, people. I know how important this show is to all of us. And I know how impactful the message of this show has been. And I know that without this show, some of us might not be here today. We are some passionate sumbitches. I GET THAT. The question still remains…. what in the actual fuck are we really fighting for and about, here? If someone can quantify and explain that to me in a way that makes sense, I’m all ears. Has it really come to: “Maybe we need to devise a more sophisticated tagging situation so that people don’t keep dipping their chocolate in other peoples peanut butter.” I don’t know. But this is Nth level ridiculousness, and we need to figure it out before it gets even worse. For now, I’m going to get back to enjoying this show for what it is, and putting my beautiful brain back to work on more important matters. I’ve spent a week in this muck, and it’s been… enlightening. I’ll say that. And even though I don’t agree with some of you - I can see by the CSI-level attention to detail that a lot of us have applied to all things SPN… that we could actually be mobilized into an almost unstoppable force for real good and real change. If we wanted that. We could probably figure out who ordered JFK’s assassination. Figure out where Jimmy Hoffa’s buried. Solve the mysteries of the pyramids…. help reunite missing kids with their families…Get Trump impeached… ahem. You get it. Or we could just keep wasting our pent-up aggression on other fans, and the actors of our favorite show. Because that’s easy. Choices. There, now I can drop the mic.
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Those who deny freedom to others deserve it not for themselves. -Abraham Lincoln
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Freedom is something that money can't buy... And most honorable of all are the ones who defend it. So on this 4th of July. Let's salute those who stand in service to America!
Then join hand in hand brave Americans all! By uniting we stand by dividing we fall. John Dickinson
On our beloved nation's Independence Day, I remember and salute the souls that went down to the national pride. Happy 4th of July.
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Doesn't our country look great in red, white, and blue?
I'm happy to share this great big free country with you!
1776 was a great year! Our country is aging like fine wine.
The fourth is my favorite day in July because the entire country gets to celebrate a birthday.
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