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freeasreallove · 4 years

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Comparing bands

( S T O P D O I N G I T )

I know this is not my regular post but I honestly don’t care and I’m honestly ashamed of having to do this.

So I’ve been debating on doing this for a good while now but a post on Instagram made me finally decide on whether or not I should.

yes i use dark mode fight me

Earlier today I was scrolling through Instagram and came across this post and y’know curiosity took over after reading the caption and I clicked on the comments. Posts like these make my blood boil. And it reminded me of this

Along with the many other memes like it.

Please please PLEASE stop comparing bands like this.

The comparison between The Beatles and One Direction as well as BTS needs to stop. If you're trying to be funny, you're not. You're just being rude and in my honest opinion, childish.

The main comparison I've always seen is in The Beatles fandom where they're constantly compared to 1D and BTS. Though it's present in all fandoms.

All three of these bands respect each other, so why can't you all respect them?

The only thing I've ever seen that would fall under the rude category where a member of one of these bands talked about the other is when Ringo was asked about 1D and claimed they weren't really a band. This is no hate to Ringo (I love that man with all my heart and he needs to be protected at all costs) but he is incorrect there. The definition of a band ”a small group of musicians and vocalists who play pop, jazz, or rock music”. One Direction are vocalists so they are according to the definition, they are a band. But besides that, they all respect each other. One Direction loves The Beatles. Harry, in the early years of 1D, said one of his favorite bands is The Beatles. Louis read a book on the boys and was really into it. Harry has seen ’A Hard Day’s Night’ and loved it. They've worn Beatles merch. They also sang ’All You Need Is Love’ during one of their X-Factor performances. BTS sang part of ’Hey Jude’ and Paul loved it. I personally didn't like it when BTS recreated the Ed Sullivan show when the boys were on it but it's not something to be so pressed over and make comparisons.

You're entitled to your own opinion on which band is better in your eyes but comparing them needs to stop. They are each their own bands and are each great. Personally, I don't like BTS, but completely respect them and never once made the comparison between The Beatles and/or One Direction. I never made the comparison of The Beatles and One Direction and/or the comparison of One Direction to BTS. In my personal opinion, I like The Beatles more than 1D but my love for 1D is there and they are such great musicians.

I absolutely adore both The Beatles AND One Direction.

Originally, I hated anything popular (like most people do these days especially with music) and despised both The Beatles and One Direction. I didn't get into The Beatles until December 12, 2017, in a music class. I originally hated the lesson but heard ’A Hard Day’s Night’, then ’Help!’ (which has been my favorite song, and now my favorite album and movie), then ’She Loves You’, then ’I Saw Her Standing There’ and fell in love. The next day I watched the film ’A Hard Day’s Night’ in the same class. A few months later I got into McLennon and my craze only grew from there and lead me to where I am today. I got into 1D on April 28, 2020, because my fyp on TikTok was filled with both Larry Stylinson and 1D and I hated it because it was all about something I didn't care about but after a few days I caved and got into them and now here I am almost 4 months later absolutely obsessed. BTS is a different story being as I can't get into them. I do not enjoy their music. If you do, great! But I personally don't but notice how I respect them? I never did and never will compare these bands they way y'all are. Y'all can dislike the bands individually for whatever reason since you're entitled to your own opinion but if you hate them simply because they are popular and compare them to another boy band, you're being childish and need to stop. You're not a kid (unless you are then I can't stop you, you'll grow up and realize in the future how stupid it is) so stop acting like one.

I hated the bands individually because I went through a childish and immature faze where it was “cool” to hate anything popular and now with me liking two things that are/were very popular, I realized how fucking stupid that is.

My point in all this is to stop comparing these boy bands the way y’all are because it's stupid, disgusting, immature, and childish.

I honestly hate both The Beatles and 1D fandoms individually for a few reasons.

Beatles, y'all are fucking hypocrites. The wife-beater jokes calling John a rat aren't funny. They never were and never will be. As for being hypocrites, you call John an abuser to both his wives and his son but ignore the things the others have done for instance Ringo almost killing Barbara, by almost beating her to death, George gaslighting Pattie, and Paul being controlling to his earlier girlfriends. And if you did your research, you'll know that John wasn't a wife-beater and didn't intentionally abuse his son. John yes slapped Cynthia ONCE BUT APOLOGIZED AND NEVER DID IT AGAIN AND WAS ABUSED BY YOKO. As for Julian, he was born at the absolute worst time being as John was always on tour and working and then was slaved away by Yoko and never got to see Julian since Yoko didn't like Julian. None of the boys were saints but they aren't sinners. John never had the chance to show you he changed because he was killed and you completely ignore that and put him to 2020 expectations when he didn't get to 1981. Abuse never was and never is okay but the man learned. They all learned.

1D, the constant calling other fans locals if they get something wrong that happened to the boys or within the fandom or if someone doesn't know the words or flubs up the words to a song is annoying and needs to stop. And the constant war between larries, OT5s, harries, and louies needs to stop. Oh and you wanna normalize calling out celebs when they do wrong but when they do actually do wrong, you shit on them (mainly addressing the Niall situation).

andthewholesimonbreakinghisbackthingwasntfunnyandshouldntbejokedabout

Of course, there are great people inside each fandom but I'm addressing these toxic stans because I don't see many people doing it and it needs to be addressed.

I'm gonna go now but please, PLEASE stop comparing the bands they way you are and treat people within the fandoms and the celebs with kindness. Good day to you all. Tpwk

#one direction #the beatles

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seromreven · 5 years

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title: here comes the solrock | chapter two.

pairing: mclennon, (paul mccartney/john lennon).

summary: it’s the Monday after, aspiring pokémon trainer, Paul McCartney’s eighteenth birthday. It was today where he would get his first pokémon and start his journey to the regional Pokémon League. A journey which would prove itself to be filled with adventure, friendship, danger and romance.

originally posted on ao3 on 02/04/2019.

Monday, June 20th continued…

The pokéball opened, before it even reached the ground, with a bright flash of light, reminiscent of sun rays, that Paul felt could’ve blinded him if he hadn’t shielded his eyes from the yellow light. And as the room got back to its natural light, the only sound he could hear was his own quick breathing and that of a small yelp. Paul removed his arm and looked to the source. It was a small green serpent-like pokémon that Paul didn’t recognise. It’s large brown eyes looked back at him, studying him. “It’s a Snivy.” He heard the professor state as he held his place in the staring contest it was turning into. The Snivy harrumphed, crossed its arms and turned to look at George, now studying him. Paul took a moment to stare back on forth between his friend and the pokémon before turning to the professor.

“His name is Walton. He was a gift from a friend who no longer could take of him.” She crossed her arms and looked to the small pokémon that were still holding George under a scrutinising gaze. George looked uncomfortable, unsure of what to do other than looking anywhere but at the pokémon. “I specialise in the trio of Charmander, Bulbasaur, and Squirtle so his potential would’ve been completely wasted here. So, in a way, it’s a good thing all of this happened. If not just for him.” She sighed and left the desk to crouch beside the Snivy, who now finally left George alone to look at the professor. It emitted a small sound and pushed the professor's arm with its head, earning itself soft caresses. The woman slightly turned to face Paul and directed with her hand for him to come over. As he crouched beside her, she took his hand and replaced it with hers on the Snivy’s head. “I have a feeling you’ll be great friends,” she said as she stood back up.

Paul smiled down at the small pokémon. Its eyes were closed and he looked to be thoroughly enjoying himself. Paul silently motioned for George to join him while the professor had her back turned, looking through some drawers. George was careful in his movements and the moment he crouched down, the Snivy’s eyes snapped open, surprising George and causing him to fall over backwards. The Snivy snickered and went to bud its head against George’s knee, inviting him to pet it once he had gotten back up again. It was then that Paul noticed the professor looking down at them with a smile.

“Oh my,” Paul suddenly heard from the professor. “I just realised I never probably introduced myself. Oh, what you must think of me.”

“It’s alright,” George started to say but swiftly got interrupted. “No no,” she shook her head. “Not at all. My name is Amy Varcoe. Professor of this here lab, as I’m sure you know,” she laughed and got over to them. “Well, I’m Paul McCartney,” he knew she knew this but it only felt appropriate, “and this is George… Uh, Harrison.” He introduced his friend with a nod in his direction, too busy with his hands petting the attention seeking pokémon. The professor smiled at George who sent her a glance before feeling his hand pulled by the Snivy, to return his attention to it.

“Got something for the two of you,” she said and went down to sit beside the two boys and the pokémon. Once there, with their attention now returned to her, she handed them each a Pokédex. “Though you might need these,” she smiled. She shifted slightly and looked at George, “And I am sorry I don’t have pokémon for you. I don’t recall having to meet you either.”

“Oh, I’m not old enough yet. I was just here with Paul as a friend.” The professor nodded along to his word. “And what a good friend you are. Keep the Pokédex.” She smiled and turned to Paul. She rummaged through one of the pockets on her coat and pulled out a slip of paper. “Here’s my contact info if you’d ever need anything. On it is also my nephew's number and address, but right now he should be at the docks for you to find him. Near the arcade, if not in it.” She clapped her knees and stood, shortly looking down at Paul before going to her desk. George stood, and so did Paul, though not before he cast a glance to the Snivy who was looking over at the professor with a studying look.

The professor spoke, “I recommended leaving Walton out of his ball for the first couple of weeks. So both of you can grow accustomed to each other, and also so he can build his trust in you.”

Once they all had said the goodbyes and exchanged their contact information; the boys, and pokémon, left the Pokécenter and headed towards the docks. They hadn’t spent much time with the professor and it was still only late noon. Both equipped with each their own orange, given to them by the professor on the basis of it being ‘good for you’ and ‘full of vitamin c’, the boys yet again passed through the park. The park, Wilkins Memorial as it was officially named, was filled with police officers and their pokémon; talking in groups or searching the area.

The boys looked at each other before leaving the park. Not sure what to either say or feel about the experience at the Pokécenter. Confusion overtaking anything else.

“That was… interesting ” George spoke, scratching his neck while looking back to the center. Paul nodded and breathed out his agreements. Things had wildly taken its own course, leaving them with an adventure of their own, coupled with wonders of Professor Amy Varcoe’s eccentric behaviour.

Paul was conflicted. While he was definitely ecstatic over his first pokémon… There was this… mission? Yes, he wanted to help the professor but knew his father certainly wouldn’t approve or allow it for that matter. Sure, Paul was eighteen. Legally an adult. Yet, he still lived under his father's roof and followed his rules.

But he knew the least he could do, (before dealing with his father), was checking out the docks as told by the professor.

The walk to the docks wasn’t long, though neither were it significantly short. It was good with the exercise, either way, Paul had to admit to himself. As lately he had spent a long time in his room playing the guitar or reading up on Pokémon. And while it had stopped raining long ago, the wind was howling and as they came closer to the sea; the smell of saltwater became more prominent. Along with that of fish.

The part of the docks they had reached were empty, spare leaving workers and a few straggling gulls mixed with one or two Wingulls. The arcade was nearby. Paul had never been there before, and he knew neither had George. It was seen as a place for older kids. Kids typically of a certain… attitude. Gangs, and the sort. Now, Paul was by no mean straight laced; it just wasn’t a place he previously had an interest in going to normally. Today was different.

The façade of the building was old. The paint chipping away and the old arcade sign hanging loose. The sign said ‘Wonderland’ in large letters, with a tagline of ‘Happiness is a Warm Arcade’ hanging dangerously close to the ground. Paul held back a shudder; now fully understanding its reputation. It was creepy, run down, and certainly didn’t look like something that was getting much attention. George and Paul looked at each other, silently daring the other to go first. It ended up being Wilton going into action; who gave a cry of impatience and pushed Paul to the door.

Paul sighed, and unsure of whether he should knock, but decided at the end of just going in. He could feel George holding the back of his old Harrington jacket, helping to keep his nervousness at bay as he walked. It was dark as the window as boarded up. The only light being from a few active machines, played by young men, their backs turned to the door. A firepit was active further in the room, not something Paul thought a smart idea, and it was surrounded by more men. “...Hello?” He yelled into the large room.

It didn’t seem he was heard. Paul glanced at George behind him and gave him a quick nod before he started to walk towards the firepit. As Paul got closer, he could see the scattering of bottles and cigarette butts. There were both men sitting and standing, all either talking or laughing. The clanking of their shoes on the cold concrete floor slowly getting drowned by the volume of the strangers. One huffed out smoke and looked at them, poking to a friend beside him and pointed to Paul and George.

He turned around and Paul immediately recognised him. It was the same guy from the fish ‘n’ chip shop! The guy who winked at him. The one who had winked back at. Paul stopped walking and felt George lightly bumped into him at the sudden halt. “What… Oh,” he heard whispered behind him, assuming that George had now also recognised the young man.

The still unknown stranger, who wasn’t feeling so strange anymore, slowly stood up with a smirk careful in always facing them. “Oi, I remember the two of you,” he gave a small laugh and looked over his shoulder to one of his friends before looking back at them, “come to take Stan up on his offer? I’m sure he’ll be very happy ‘bout that.”

A “no!” came suddenly from George, taking Paul by surprise as George was standing with his head right next to Paul’s ear. John laughed and George continued, unsteadily, “we’re here for, um,” He glanced at Paul, looking nervous with his brows raised, and Paul took over for him. “We’re looking for Christopher Varcoe.” Walton gave a huff down by Paul’s feet.

“Chris?” The man guffawed. “T’fuck would ya want with Chris?” He came closer to the two boys, a lit smoke in his hand, shortly glancing down at the Snivy. He was looking much the same as earlier, his hair now dry. Paul felt it getting harder to breathe, trying not to feel intimidated by the leather-clad man. He took notice of the other man looking him up and down and felt George shift behind him.

Paul steadied himself and quickly glanced at George, who had now moved to stand beside him in almost a guarding way. He looked the stranger into his slender eyes, “to talk to him.” He took a drag from his smoke and shrugged, “Alright, he’s in the back playing Whack-A-Patrat with ya old buddy Stan.”

And then he started walking away, away from the firepit and further into the room. Paul and George looked at each other confused by the sudden shift in mood. “You coming?” They were asked by the stranger, who had stopped to look back at them. Paul quickly nodded and followed along. He halted as a hand appeared in front of him, “I’m John.” The stranger, John, said looking at him patiently.

Paul was quick to return the gesture and shook his hand. John’s hand were warm against his own, still cold from being outside. He heard George introduce himself, but not much else; his ears suddenly feeling warm, his hand tingling. Strange, but he shrugged it off as John briefly stopped in front of a closed door. He patted his pockets, not saying anything, and continued inside.

The door opened and the boys were immediately meet by the large volume of various noises, ones typical for an arcade. Something Paul hadn’t noticed before now that he had missed, remembering the odd sensation of walking past old beat up machines, left to be forgotten and never played again. There also was the warm smell of pizza, that Paul soon saw several boxes of on an old wooden table almost perfectly placed in the centre of the room. “Can I…?” He heard George say next to him and noticing him pointing towards the boxes. “Yeah, whatever,” was the shrugged response by John who continued walking to the back of the room, with Paul by his heels.

Soon Paul saw the back on two men, one more slender than the other, leaning over something that Paul would have to guess was the aforementioned Whack-A-Patrat machine. Paul stopped and looked as John sneaked up to the tallest one, who wasn’t playing; suddenly yelling, surprising the guy. “Damnit, John,” was yelled by an unfamiliar voice. He turned around and Paul could tell that this was the guy they were looking for; the family resemblance uncanny. His curly hair and bright eyes were quickly turned from John to Paul, and back to John. “Who’re they?” He asked and crossed his arms; sleeves rolled up, showing up tattoos that Paul couldn’t yet tell what depicted.

“Eh... Paul,” John pointed to him with his thumb, “and George.” He then pointed at George and took another drag from his nearly finished cigarette and left to sit on the arm of an armchair, facing the boys, by the table with the pizzas. Paul glanced at John as he went by him, flushing as he noticed John was looking back at him with a smirk and hurried to look at the new guy, Chris, who was looking at them both with a raised brow.

“Yeah?” It came from Chris and before Paul could answer, the guy beside Chris, who had previously been otherwise very active in beating on the machine, turned around with a bright grin. “Oh! Look who it is!” He gave Chris’ shoulder a light shove and nodded towards Paul, “that’s the lad I told you ‘bout.” Chris rolled his eyes, “right, well, he was about to tell me something so, go.” Stan, Paul remembered his name to be, groaned and left to sit on a couch close by John and the food. Paul could feel them staring at him; his Snivy had turned to stare back at them.

“Your aunt sent us here,” he began and continued into telling the story of earlier that day. Of how he had seen the robbers, ignorant of what they had done at the time. Of his meeting with the professor and what she had then relied on them. Of what she wanted them to do. “And,” he started his closing statement, “she recognised one of the thieves. An old friend of yours; Joe Hallard? She expected you to know where to find him.”

“ Joe? ” Chris furrowed his brows and sighed, “haven’t heard that name in a while.” He placed his hand on Paul's shoulder and lead him to the couch, “Let’s sit. You too, George.” He smiled and sat down next to Stan. There was a second couch, across from the other couch with the table between them that the boys sat in. Paul picked up his Snivy and placed him between himself and George. The Pokémon was slowly dozing off.

“I’m not surprised at this, y’know. Joe was always on the edge of the law and easily convinced to do stupid shit.” He looked at John with a knowing smile, “right, John?” John huffed, “don’t know what yer talking about,” and slid down from the armrest to now properly sit in the chair. Chris laughed.

“Anyway, I don’t know his exact location but I can guess where he might be,” Chris cast a quick glance to Stan before leaning over to rest his hands on his own knees. “Now, Paul, Stan isn’t exactly… the sharpest tool in the shed. He-” John interrupted, “he’s a fucking dumbass,” and Chris continued with a sigh. “I suspect after a heist like that; he might’ve just gone back to his parents' house. They’ve always doted on him so they probably don’t even know, or would even believe, that their ‘sweet little boy’ would be capable of doing something like that.” Chris shook his head with another sigh, “he’s completely taking advantage of them.”

John muttered a comment, his nasal tone indicating it may have been an insult, something that Paul didn’t hear. Paul carefully glanced at him, and studied him. His slender eyes focused on Chris, their colours weren’t something Paul could quite tell but they looked brown from where he sat. He was wearing the typical teddy boy attire; leather jacket over a white tee. Drain pipe trousers, though with noticeable wear and tear, scrapes on the knees. Finished off with black booths. Another cigarette in hand. Overall, a look Paul could tell was the kind George had tried to emulate over the past few months, for whatever reason. It didn’t look bad, Paul could admit to himself.

Chris got his attention again by saying, “I can take you there. His parents know me pretty well and will let me into his room even if he weren’t there.” He stood up and looked at John, “come along?” John sighed and nodded, groaning as he got up from his position on the chair, he had moved around and had been sitting awkwardly with his legs across the arm of the chair this time around. Chris looked down at the still sitting Stan, “stay here with the others.” Stan started protesting but Chris had already gone towards the door. Paul and George hurried to follow along. With Walton right at their heels.

Chris talked to them as they walked through the desolate arcade to the exit, “now the Hallard family live a while away into town but I got my car here so we’ll take that. There’s just about space for us all. John can sit up front with me and the two of you can sit together in the back.” Paul and George looked at each other in reassurance and nodded.

They soon reached the car, an old Ford Zephyr, and got in. It had a hanging smell of tobacco and pine. The latter coming from an air freshener hanging off the —- mirror. The engine roared as it was turned on and soon they were out on the road.

Walton was safely secured on Paul’s lap, the body heat of the Pokémon not mixing well with the already warm car; making Paul slightly nauseous and his chest feel tight. As if he knew; John turned on the air condition. Otherwise, the men in the car were silent for a few minutes until;

“Why is it you hang about in an abandoned arcade?” George suddenly asked, leaning forward. John looked over at him and deadpanned, “it’s not abandoned if we’re there, is it.” Chris snickered and decided to actually answer, “it first started out as a job to keep looters and vagrants out. Now we just like to hang out there.”

“So now you’re the vagrants,” George commented with a smirk. Chris laughed, “I suppose so, yeah.” Paul couldn’t see what John’s reaction was, and wondered why he even cared to know.

It was nearly late afternoon by now and Paul could slowly feel the weight of the day on his muscles. He yawned, picking it up from Walton who had just yawned in his sleep. As it was summer, the sky was still bright and sunny, making it easy to forget how the weather had been earlier in the day. The car suddenly came to halt. And looking out, Paul could see a large house, the facade made of rough stone.

“Come along then,” Chris said and climbed out of the car. The others were quick to follow, leaving the Snivy to sleep in the car with the windows down. Chris was quick to the door and soon were knocking it politely. It opened just as Paul had stopped to stand behind John, who was next to Chris. George smiled at Paul as they stood next to each other.

“Christopher!” A woman, who had opened the front door, yelled out. Her slender arms were soon engulfing the aforementioned boy in a tight hug. “Abigail,” wheezed out of Chris. Paul noticed John rolling his eyes. The older woman let go of Chris and smiled greatly, “oh, I haven’t seen you for forever! Are these your friends? Oh! John! Come in, come in.” No answers were managed to be given before Chris had been pulled inside by Abigail. John and George followed the pair and just as Paul were to go along with them; It was then that Paul noticed a Delcatty, standing in the entrance blocking his way.

“... Hi,” he greeted in a small voice, feeling awkward looking at the newcomer. He took a step forward; trying to pass it, but it just wouldn't let him, moving in front of him just as he moved aside. “C’mon,” he muttered and tried to move around it again. And again, he was blocked. He heard his name getting called from further in the house and sighed, looking down at the feline pokémon. He heard a snicker and quickly looked up; it was John, leaning against a wall further in the foyer with a grin on his face.

“Havin’ trouble?” Paul was asked by John, who seemed to find the situation very funny. Paul frowned, feeling the embarrassment finally hit him. It was enough with the Delcatty troubling him, but now he also had an audience. “I’m fine,” he huffed and moved to get in. Again, he was blocked which earned a bark of laughter from John.

Paul glared at John, who now had seemed to take that as an invitation to give his advice. “You have to ask it nicely,” he cooed. Paul closed his eyes with a sigh. Of course . He then looked back down at the Delcatty, willing away his irritation. “ Please , may I come inside.” The pokémon’s only response was to blink at him.

“Nicer!” John piped up, earning himself yet another glare. The cat had now sat down and looked at Paul curiously, it’s head tilted. Paul sighed and started, “ Pretty please, may I-” but before he could continue; out came the rest of the group from the opening behind John. “Oh, there you are, dear Gracie,” Abigail gushed and crouched down with open arms. The Delcatty ran into her embrace with a soft meow.

“What’s keeping you?” Chris asked as Paul finally made it inside and over to the group. John answered for him, “jus’ messing around.” He laughed and gave Paul a light shove, who only frowned at him, now realising he probably didn’t even have to go through all of that to get inside. Realising he had had his leg pulled by John.

“Well,” Chris glanced from John to Paul with a raised brow, “Joe is upstairs. He doesn’t yet know we’re here… So let’s give him a surprise, yeah?” He smiled and turned to walk up the grand staircase in the middle of the foyer.

Soon they reached the room belonging to Joe, easily recognisable with a bright red ‘Keep Out’ sign hanging on an otherwise pristine white wooden door. Music was playing, the hard tones audible through the wood. Chris knocked but got no answer. John made his way in front and nodded at Chris, “let me”. He smirked and cracked his knuckles. Soon the door was barged open. Joe jumped out of the chair he was sitting in, with a panicked look in his eyes. “Hi!” was the only thing from John and stepped aside so the rest could get in. “A little dramatic, John,” Chris whispered as they passed each other.

“What do you want?” Joe cracked out. He was backed against a wall, looking hurriedly between them all before resting on Chris with wide eyes. Paul could tell he knew exactly what they wanted. “Joe,” Chris started, “we just need to talk. That’s all.” He went closer to the panicked youth. “Tell me where my aunt’s pokémon is and we’ll leave, peacefully.”

John turned the music off, afterwards crossing his arms. Joe stammered, “I-I don’t have them.” Chris sighed and muttered an “ of course ”.

“Then where are they?” Paul piped up and walked up next to Chris. “W-Who’s this?” Joe glanced at Paul, not daring to take his eyes away from Chris. “Nevermind who he is,” was heard from John who walked up to Joe. “Just answer the kid,” he urged.

“Blackpool!” was sputtered out by an increasingly panicked Joe. “They’re in Blackpool. With Tommy. Uh, Thomas Brauer.” He feverishly nodded along to what he said. “Yeah, yeah… At the, uh, Escavalier Inn, near the south pier.” He shifted, probably uncomfortable in the position he was in. “That’s all I know! He knows more than I do, I swear!”

“That’s enough,” Chris commanded and John took a step back and muttered, “remind me to never have me in my secret organization.” Joe heaved a big sigh of relief and slumped down unto the floor. “Don’t get too comfortable. We’ve already called the cops.” Paul turned, not having expected George to speak. They smiled at each other, satisfaction getting to the both of them.

Later, the gang were gathered back in the arcade; only the four of them left as it had gotten late and most had left for their own homes. Paul and the rest were sitting exactly as they had done earlier, the only exception being Walton, who had curled up into George’s lap.

They were discussing their plans and what to do with the new information. It hadn’t taken them long to reach a conclusion; they had to go to Blackpool. The only thing was, Paul knew his father wouldn’t allow it. And George shared his scepticism about his own parents. And Chris had informed them that he couldn’t go to Blackpool due to the simply having the lack of time for it; work being too important to miss.

“He might let me go,” Paul informed them, “if George were with me. But not if he knew why. I’m not much for it but; I’ll just tell him it’s for a trip. A short vacation.” Beside him, George nodded, “My parents would let me go for that.” John silently looked at them both and suddenly stood up, “I’ll go with the both of ya… I don’t have anything better to do, anyway.” He sniffed and looked around, “We can meet here tomorrow morning, at eight, and then take the train to Blackpool.” His eyes settled on Paul, “See you then.” And then he left.

“Right, well,” Chris stood up. “That’s that then. Get home safely, okay?” And then he left too, leaving Paul and George alone in the empty arcade room. Both stood up, George cradling the sleeping Snivy, but before they could do anything more, Chris had hurried back into the room, his light curls bouncing. “You have my contact info. Here’s Johns. I’ll give him yours, don’t worry. Goodnight!” He smiled and quickly left again.

The boys looked at each other and started to laugh. It really had been an long and active day, and both were excited for the next, but more importantly; they were excited to get home and sleep. Just as the little Snivy was doing now. They left the arcade, eager for the days to come.

#here comes the solrock #pokemon #the beatles #paul mccartney #george harrison #john lennon #mclennon #beatles fanfiction #fanfiction #fanfic #au

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tywvin-archive · 6 years

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tagging: @hermnione, @lsaks, @ohbiwankenohbi, @lahnister

ultimate otp: mclennon ( the beatles ) i’m sorry man i’m over my ‘shipping real people’ phase but

a ship you’ll always love: joyce x jim ( stranger things )

current obsession: kaz x inej ( six of crows )

a ship you never thought you’d like: kaz x inej ( six of crows ) ironically enough

a ship you liked but don’t like anymore: nancy x jonathan ( stranger things )

a ship you think should be canon: han x lando ( star wars ) i’m sorry but that would be such a power couple? like wow

a canon ship you hate: han x qira & ned x catelyn ( game of thrones )

a ship you’ve been shipping for years: mclennon

a ship everyone loves but you don’t care about: robb x thalisa ( game of thrones )

favourite rarepair: asha x ellaria ( game of thrones ) tho i don’t think this is a rarepair but it’s the only one i could think of

tagged by: @hailderek thank youuuu <3

rules: answer the questions (which you can change if you don’t feel like answering certain questions) and then tag 20 followers you want to get to know better!

1. Nickname? ele /ehleh/ lmao i guess idk how to translate it phonetically tbh

2. Gender? male

3. Star sign? capricorn

4. Height? 1,62/1,63 // around 5′3″ i think

5. Sexuality? bi

6. Hogwarts house? slytherin

7. Favorite animal? dolphins and bees

8. Average hours spent sleeping? 5 hours

9. Dogs or cats? cats but i also love dogs

10. Number of blankets you sleep with? 1 atm

11. What’s your dream trip? greek islands & south america

12. What’s your dream job? writer astronaut rip

13. When did you make this account? two months ago

14. How many followers do you have? 267

15. How many pets do you have? i have a wonderful, fat dog

16. Favourite party theme? idk? any kind of party

17. Favourite ice cream flavor? i don’t like ice cream but pistacchio

18. How often do you read? whenever i can, i try to have reading sessions every week but exams take up most of my time & i often only read at night

19. Favourite study locations? my bedroom, the library haven’t gone there in ages

20. Who do you stan? carrie fisher !!! and carl sagan i’d talk about people who are not dead yet but i used to stan morgan freeman and my heart has been crushed so i’m keeping my mouth shout until i’m sure my faves can’t do bad shit anymore :)

Now tag some of your followers! @kleopatrar, @daeneryn, @lilttlebird, @kleopatrar, @remuslpun

tagged by @remuslpun thank you so much!

rules: answer all the questions, add one of your own and tag as many people as there are questions // not tagging anyone because i’m sure i’m annoying as hell when i tag y’all in everything

tagging: x

1. coke or pepsi: coke 2. disney or dreamworks: disney 3. coffee or tea: both! 4. books or movies: books i think 5. windows or mac: i’d love to say mac but windows because i haven’t had a mac yet 6. dc or marvel: marvel 7. x-box or playstation: i think playstation bc there are more games i like for it but i don’t really play tbh 8. dragon age or mass effect: w h a t t h e f c u k 9. night owl or early riser: night owl 10. cards or chess: cards i don’t know how to play chess 11. chocolate or vanilla: chocolate 12. vans or converse: both but vans >>>> 13. Lavellan, Trevelyan, Cadash, or Adaar: what is this ??? what is thsi,,, 14. fluff or angst: BOTH, b o t h, both!!!! 15. beach or forest: forest because dysphoria :) 16. dogs or cats: cats but both tbh 17. clear skies or rain: rain, STORMS, T H U N D E R 18. cooking or eating out: eating out because my cooking skills are reeeeally bad 19. spicy food or mild food: mild food but i also like some spicy? it’s just that i’m way too white so sometimes it gets me fucked up 20. halloween/samhain or solstice/yule/christmas: christmas 21. would you rather forever be a little too cold or a little too hot: a little too cold 22. if you could have any superpower, what would it be?: body morphing/transformation because of my trans ass :) 23. animation or live action: animation coco come to me 24. paragon or renegade: renegade 25. baths or showers: baths but i shower bc we need to save the planet man 26. team cap or team ironman: team ironman <3 27: fantasy or sci-fi: b o t h 28. do you have three or four favourite quotes, if so what are they: “if i’m worth something later, i’m worth something know - for wheat is wheat, even if people think it’s a grass in the beginning” - vincent van gogh which is my favourite quote of all time

29. netflix or youtube: youtube bc i don’t have netflix lmao

30. Harry Potter or Percy Jackson: harry potter 31. when you feel accomplished: what :))) is that :)) 32. star wars or star trek: star wars!!!! han my love <3 33. paperback or hardback: hardback because of the aesthetic but paperback because i feel like i’m in the 80s ??? idk 34. horror or rom-com: neither,,, give me cartoons you cowards 35. tv shows or movies: i love both why would you make me choose? 36. spotify or pandora: spotify 37. zootopia or inside out: i haven’t watched zootopia so inside out 38. favourite book: the song of achilles / lord of the flies 39. favourite flower: p o p p i e s 40. what field of study are you in (or aspire to be in): linguistics (spanish & classics) 41. song lyric you really love?: “i wanna get lost in your rock’n’roll and drift away” by dobie gray 42. what’s your MBTI type?: infp but i’ve been told i look more like an enfp 43. fave movie: mulan??? moana??? coco??? how do you dare make me choose 44. favourite tv show(s): i used to love castle and sherlock and right now i’m getting into b99 but my favourite will always be game of thrones sorry not sorry + i watch a lot of spanish original series 45. what fictional world is your favourite? narnia & westeros 46. favourite mythological figure? achilles my heart and icarus

47. who’s your all-time favourite fictional character? tywin lannister, love of my life

48: if you could spend an entire day with a weasley, who would you pick? molly weasley tbh, what kind of question is that

49: what movie or book would you want to be the main character of? asoiaf BUT i don’t want to die i just want to ride dragons

thanks for tagging me! i don’t expect anybody to read up to this point but if you have, i hope you have an amazing day!

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grownups-are-the-real-monsters · 7 years

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Losers club HC's

I collected all of the hc’s I came up with that I don’t think anyone else cares about.

~Bill hardcore loves ‘Rainbow Connection’, you know that song that Kermit the Frog sings in the Muppets? Yeah he adores it. It’s really sweet.

~*Eddie’s first crush was on Davy Jones from the Monkees, fight me on this. He’s tiny, adorable and British. Eddie is head over heels for him.

~*Richie loves Micky Dolenz from The Monkees. He is hysterical, does funny voices, and is always talking or doing something ridiculous.

~While I’m at it…here are their favorite Monkees songs:

~Richie: ‘Your Auntie Grizelda’

~Beverly: ‘I’m Not Your Steppin’ Stone’

~Stan: ‘Goin’ Down’

~Mike: ‘I’m Gonna Buy Me A Dog’

~Bill: ‘Papa Gene’s Blues’

~Eddie: ‘Daydream Believer’

~Ben: ‘I’m A Believer’

~Stan knows all the words to ‘Goin’ Down’ by The Monkees because Richie told him that everyone needs a party trick. So he learned all the words and just whips out this talent whenever he can.

~Mike had a similar experience but he just sort of always knew all the words to ‘We Didn’t Start The Fire’ by Billy Joel?

~Eddie is a tiny little demon. That boy is fierce and head strong for someone of 5'5. He is known to be the grumpy loser.

~You know that 70′s aesthetic with groovy flowers, crochet, bell-bottoms, earth tones, tiny round sunglasses and more? Yeah, Stan loves that stuff. He lives for it and incorporates it all into his style.

~*Bill is a 70′s soft rock lover.

~Edward Kaspbrak and Stanley Uris love doo-wop music and 60′s love songs.

~Richie secretly ships Mclennon.

~Ben is such a Star Wars kid. He just loves it all so much. He’s smitten with Leia, and he geeks out over it all the time, knows all the cool facts, has picked out which Loser’s the most like what character and owns all three of the original trilogy.

~*Eddie and Stan collect colored, pictured and cool shaped vinyl and actually have a decent collection when they combine. They have obscure finds, heart shaped ones, glittered ones, tie-dyed ones etc.

~All of the Loser’s like to listen to old and classic music. But Ben is actually really into modern music and boy bands.

~Mike names animals with the old classics that no one actually uses anymore. Like, Fido, Rover, Spot, Bandit, Teddy, Patches, Buddy etc.

(I had to put these somewhere, I starred the ones that I have previously posted about). These are just hc’s I think are too specific to my own taste.

#the losers club head cannons #the losers club #richie tozier #eddie kaspbrak #ben hanscom #mike hanlon #stanley uris #bill denbrough #beverly marsh #itmovieofficial #it movie 2017 #stephen king #stephen kings it #it by stephen king #the monkees

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iloveshayanderson-blog · 5 years

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The Start of a New Trilogy

Riding the success of 3 album releases in just 2017 alone, Brockhampton, a rap collective based in California, announced in April their fourth studio album, Puppy. Which would be the groups first non independent album, after signing with RCA. To further the hype, the group deactivated their social media accounts, had they only know what would happen in the time they were away. Because a series of allegations would surface against a member of their group, Ameer Vann. He was forced to reactivate his accounts, to be able to comment on the allegations. He confessed and apologized, yet stood firm, denying the more serious allegations. All while the rest of the group where still on their hiatus from social media. But they couldn't stay quiet forever. Kevin Abstract, the group's leader, announced the delay of Puppy. It seemed as if the worst was over, but only days later the groups official twitter would release a statement, stating Ameer was no longer part of Brockhampton.

Brockhampton decided kicking him out was the best for their careers, and mental health. Ameer’s actions clash with their image as progressive rap group, and their very morals. Although important, his departure will not result in the groups decline, as many bands have shown the ability to evolve, and even become better. After the Saturation trilogy, the group found themselves lacking creativity, now they must tweak their sound, to be able to benefit the remaining members, and force them to step up and fill the void left by Ameer.

Months after the statement, on May 27th, the group have come to terms with their decision, even announcing a new trilogy of albums, The Best Years of Our Lives. Fans however took longer coming to terms, with the departure of manys favorite member. For awhile fans took sides, resenting the group's decision to cast out Ameer. Others happy a “Emotionally manipulative and mentally abusive,” person left, as Rhett Rowan, one of the woman accusing the artist, said. Even till this day, on comment sections of new songs, and reviews from their new album, Iridescence, fans continue to argue, if the group made the right call. Creating a toxic environment in their respected fan discourses. Ameer stans wanting Brockhampton to fail just to prove a point. While social justice warriors condemn a flawed man, trying to better himself. Regardless of fans discussion, the group will continue to make music. Making it for those who respect their views, and choices.

Brockhampton has always tried to be a progressive band since its creation, and appeal to a confused, and unsure youth, much like themselves. The lead member of the group, Kevin Abstract, is open about his homosexuality, and is very much for being loud and proud of your true self. He references his homesexuality heavily in his music, and he does it in part, because there is not many openly gay rappers in hip-hop. Hip-hop for the most part, has been a braggadocious genre of music, where men flaut the women, money, and cars they have on hand. Kevin Abstract and the rest of Brockhampton have set out to be a band that tears down walls. Whether the wall is changing hip-hop stereotypes, or creating a safe place for the LGBT community, or others who have been silenced for to long. Having someone in the group who has manipulated women, would downplay the work they have done to become a progressive band in the eyes of their fans. The image they want to have, clashed with the actions of their friend, and had to get rid of him.

Ameer’s dismissal was not only because he would taint their image. They had to let him go, because he lied to them, and went against their very morals. In Kevins own words, the band felt like he “broke that trust -- he did break that trust.” Not only did they feel lied to, but Ameer’s actions clashed with the groups morals, a good example is Matt Champion. On their second album, Saturation 2, Matt Champion delivers one of his best verses. The song in specific is titled, JUNKY, a song with each member giving details on issues they have with themselves or the world. Matt talks about rape culture, and his frustration that many men get away with mental, emotional, and or physical abuse towards women. Sometimes the crimes go unreported. He makes it personal by showing these woman could be your mother, sister, or daughter. It's a heavy line, and an awkward line considering the men Matt describes, fit Ameers characteristics brought up by the allegations. Ultimately being lied to, and there clash of morals lead to his removal.

Losing an important member of a band, especially the face of the trilogy of albums that gave them mainstream attention, is never ideal. Yes Ameer was important, and a fan favorite for his charisma, and charm he brought. But it doesn’t mean Brockhampton is doomed to fail. Many bands have proved the loss of a member is nothing but “A bump in the road.” It may come as a surprise but Ringo Starr was not the Beatles original drummer. Before they settled on Ringo, they went through a period of time with a revolving cast of drummers. The most notable omission from the group is Pete Best. Pete was removed from the group, because he didn’t connect with the group, and his level of drumming was not good enough for the group. Ultimately Pete’s dismissal was harsh, as their driver was the one who had to break the news to him. Ringo would then take the vacant spot, and well the rest is history. Bands losing key members isn't anything new, though at times harsh, it is best for the rest of the collective and their careers. Yet Brockhampton aren't new to having to cope with the loss of members. Because they have already done it

The group consists of 13 members, a combination of singers, rappers, producers, photographers, videographers, and other jobs involved in the group. But the group used to be even bigger, before Ameer’s dismissal. Before the commercial success of their Saturation Trilogy in 2017, the group released a free mixtape titled, All American Trash. Along with the 13 current members, and Ameer, before his dismissal. There were two additional members, Rodney Tenor and Albert Gorden. Rodney Tenor who was originally part of a small group, AliveSinceForever, which consisted of Brockhampton members Kevin Abstract, Dom McLennon, and the former Ameer Vann. The group would rebrand themselves and add the rest of the group, to form Brockhampton. After the mixtape release, Tenor would leave due to creative differences. Gorden a producer for the group, had originally helped produce some of Matt Champions solo songs. There were allegations Gorden slept with Matt Champion's partner at the time which promptly caused him to be kicked from the group. From the first mixtape to their Saturation Trilogy, the group had to change up their sound to make up for the loss of a talented singer-songwriter, Rodney Tenor, and a whole project whose production was heavily created from Albert Gorden’s mind. Yet the group redefined themselves and created a trilogy of albums, that got them mainstream attention.

Most artists and bands, usually releases 1 full album a year, lord willing. But Brockhampton decided to saturate the market, and release a trilogy of albums, but releasing to much content has its own set of problems. The group pointed out the constraints they had created for themselves having to make each album fit the parameters of the Saturation trilogy. HK, the visual designer of the group explained how they felt making, Iridescence. “Making a third album in a trilogy where you’ve already set parameters and guidelines of how things should be. Having that open canvas again, has been the most refreshing thing.” The group felt constrained by their own creativity, Ameers departure from the group forces them to find that creativity and create something entirely unique to make up for the loss of Ameer. Brockhamptons versatility will be tested, but it also opens a spot for some of their more backup members to come out into the spotlight and shine.

Brockhampton don’t have to go out and replace Ameer, they have a few members fans would love to hear more from, one who comes to mind is Ciarán McDonald. Better know by his stage name, Bearface, is a member of the group fans have asked more from him. On the Saturation trilogy he rarely showed up, only providing background vocals, or where ever his voice was needed. He did play a huge role in the background, credited with many writing and producing credits on all three albums. Yet on the last track of each album, Bearface is given a track entirely to himself. While most rap albums usually end with the most hard hitting song, the Saturation trilogy takes different approach to closing an album. Almost like a left hook, Bearface comes in with beautiful vocals and serenades you until the album is finished. While the listener sits there confused, wanting more of Bearface, yet they only ever get him to close the album. Bearface, and other members have the talent to fill the void left by Ameer. It’s up the the group to be able to evolve their sound to get more from Bearface, and the rest.

Many die hard fans of Ameer will argue, the music they put out will never be as good as the original Saturation Trilogy of 2017. How could they replace the hole left by Ameer, he was one of their best lyricists in the group. There is no denying Ameer was different, his energy, his anger, the rawness of what he wrote about. He was in a class of his own, but Brockhampton was never about one person staring. Brockhampton is a collective of friends, who each bring their own talents and strengths to the table. It might take time for them to get over his loss not only in their music, but in their personal lives. But they have proven to be able to.

Brockhampton had to move on from losing Rodney Tenor, and Albert Gorden in the past. The pair were instrumental to laying the foundations of the group. Yet they moved on just fine, creating 3 great albums. However many argue the group won’t be able to move on from the loss of Ameer. After the news came out, the group cancelled their remaining tour dates, and scraped their album Puppy. The group spent months in deep emotional pain, they kicked out a close friend, and were lost. What seemed like the worst was to come, the group appeared on the Tonight Show, with a new single and a new album on the way. The future looked bright for the boys from Houston Texas. Ameer’s controversial removal from Brockhampton will be a topic, that will always be in discussion. Fans will continue arguing whether the decision was justified, or if they did it to satisfy the social justice warriors, berating them on social media demanding his exile. Ultimately for their careers they made the right decision, because they are a progressive group with an image to uphold. Brockhampton aren't the first band to lose a pivotal member, and they won’t be the last, and they have more than enough talented members to make up for the loss of Ameer. They are capable of changing their sound, and utilizing members who did not get used properly on their previous work. Brockhampton have moved on from the Ameer situation, distancing themselves from the controversy. Weather fans agree, they will continue to make music, that they are proud of.

Annotated Bibliography

@brckhmptn. “Ameer is no longer in BROCKHAMPTON.” Twitter, 27 May 2018, 4:47 a.m., https://twitter.com/brckhmptn/status/1000705013747015680

Brockhampton’s official twitter responded, announcing to the world that Ameer was no longer in the band. They wanted to apologize on their behalf, to Ameers victims. They were lied to and are sorry for not addressing the rumors earlier. They also state they do not tolerate abuse of any kind, and know this is not a solution, but a step in the right direction for them. They also cancel their remaining tour dates, to regroup. After months of speculation, fans would live their worst nightmare, knowing the allegations were true, and Ameer was no longer part of the group.

Price, Joe. “Ameer Vann Exits Brockhampton Amid Abuse Allegations.”Pigeons & Planes, 27 May 2018,www.pigeonsandplanes.com/news/2018/05/ameer-vann-leaves-brockhampton.

The article talks about some of the allegations that arouse earlier in the month. That Ameer was “emotionally manipulative and mentally abusive.” There was also allegations about sexual relations with a minor, which Vann went on to deny. Yet he did admit to the other allegations, days passed till Kevin, the frontman of the group, talked about the situation on a instagram video. Were everything seemed fine, till a performance without Ameer, lead them to finally announce Ameer was no longer part of Brockhampton. It shows a timeline, of all the allegations, giving false hope with Kevins livestream, only for Ameer to be booted out of the band.

Saponara, Michael. “BROCKHAMPTON's Ameer Vann Denies Allegations of Sexual Misconduct.” billboard, 14 Apr. 2018, www.billboard.com/articles/columns/hip-hop/8455909/brockhampton-ameer-vann-denies-allegations-of-sexual-misconduct

Of their high of releasing 3 albums in one year, each with critical acclaim. Ameer Vann was accused by multiple women on twitter. Each recalling their past relations with the rapper, and performer. One user claimed he was a predator and a cheater, emotionally abusive, among other things. A singer that Ameer dated in the past also claimed the same things, also bringing up, that before they went out together, he had relations with an underage girl. Ameer would then take to twitter to apologize for his past behavior, being selfish, childish, and unkind. But also deny the allegations of him having relations with a minor, violating anybody's consent, and criminally harming anyone. These allegations by multiple women would ultimately be the catalyst which lead to Ameer being exiled from the band.

“BROCKHAMPTON Kicks Out Ameer Vann.” Youtube, uploaded by Fantano, 27 May 2018, www.youtube.com/watch?v=b1A4uQJLSiA

Anthony Fantano a highly respected music critic on Youtube. Talks about the repercussions of Ameer being kicked from the group. Brockhampton had an album set for a June release, but Kevin the lead member of Brockhampton said the album would be pushed back. But Anthony talks about the album being scraped completely, since many songs mostly had Ameer on them, and many tracks Ameer had creative input. He also talks about the contrast of fans reactions, some defending, and some agreeing with his exile. Anthony Fantano was the reason I learned about Brockhampton, and for many fans to, his views on the matter are balanced, showing both sides of each argument.

Kim, Michelle. “BROCKHAMPTON Kick Out Ameer Vann Over Sexual Misconduct Allegations.” Pitchfork, 27 May 2018, www.pitchfork.com/news/brockhampton-kick-out-ameer-vann-over-sexual-misconduct-allegations/

Just as every article, it brings up the allegations against Ameer, and Brockhampton’s decision to remove Ameer from the band. It also talks about the performance at a musical festival that showed the band perform without him, days before the would announce his exile from the band. They do share the identity of one of the women who made claims against Ameer. Rhett Rowan, shares about her past relationship with Ameer, calling him “emotionally manipulative and mentally abusive.” Also claiming to knowing Ameer had sexual relations with a minor. Sharing the identity of one of Ameers victims helps shine a light in society, and that fact many people stay quiet, and do not tell anyone of their abuse.

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