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southerngirl41 · 11 months
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Lead You On
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Emery (OC) x Jey Uso x Seth Rollins x Jimmy Uso x Roman Reigns *I'll be using thier real names*
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Warnings: 18+, lots of drama!
Part 1
December in the Heyman household was always a chaotic time. With a Jewish father and Christian mother there were a lot of celebrations going on that required Emery’s presence. She loved coming back home to New York, the hustle and bustle of the city during the Holidays always made her nostalgic. She stepped out of the Uber and walked the few stairs up to her parents' Manhattan Brownstone. Knowing that her father was probably on a call and her mother was out shopping she quietly opened the door and pulled her luggage into the hallway.  “Daddy?” she called out, waiting for him to answer, when he didn't reply she went in search of him. She heard his voice booming from his second floor office. She quickly jogged up the stairs and stuck her head in the door. Her father’s eyes lit up at the sight of his daughter standing in the doorway. He put his hand over the phone saying, “I’ll just be a minute honey.” She smiled in return and sat down in the dark brown leather chair in front of his desk, listening to him finish up his business on the phone. 
Her father, Paul Heyman had been involved in the Wrestling business in some form or fashion since he was a teenager. He’d been a promoter, a producer, a manager, announcer… you name it, he’d probably done it at least once. He was definitely the best in the business when it came to adapting and being anything he needed to be. She admired that about him. 
Emery grew up around all the great wrestlers. She’d probably been to more shows in her lifetime than most of the guys on the roster had wrestled in; she loved every moment of her childhood. So it had really surprised her father when she chose to move to California and become a teacher. He'd never admit it to her but he secretly hoped she'd follow in his footsteps.  And there were times when it crossed her mind as she watched the shows every Monday and Friday nights. In her mind, that ship had sailed and at thirty six it was a little late to try to break into the business.
Emery was lost in her own thoughts when her father hung up the phone.  "How's my favorite girl?" Her father asks from behind the desk. She turned her attention back to him, smiling,  "A little tired but happy to be home." Her father had offered to fly her home on his private jet but being the practical person that she was, she flew commercial, no need to waste money you didn't need to waste.
"I feel like you haven't been home in months!" He says, shuffling around what looked to be contracts. "I was just here for Thanksgiving Dad; a few weeks ago."
Her father shrugged,  "So sue me for missing ya! You're my only kid!"
She kicked off her shoes, pulling her knees to her chest, leaning back in the chair remembering all the times she'd played in this very office as a child.  It always seemed so grand with its tall wooden bookcases and memorabilia hanging on the walls. There were pictures of her being held by Vince McMahon, Hulk Hogan, one of her riding on the shoulders of Afa, one of the Wild Samoans. Pictures of her with Randy Orton when he was just a boy when his father wrestled. Pictures of her with the Uso’s and their father Rikishi as teenagers. Emery was thankful for all the amazing memories that were captured throughout the years.
"We've had a pretty good life daddy." 
Her father smiled,  "Yes we have honey."
"Thank you for letting me be a part of all this." She says gesturing around the room. Her father stands up, walks around the desk, "Come here." He says holding his arms open, she wraps her arms around his round frame, "I can't think of anyone I'd rather share this with. Now, tell me what's got you feeling so sentimental?"
Emery chuckled, shrugging her shoulders, "I don't know,  something about being home and the holidays always makes me feel that way. Plus you've got all the guys coming tonight and you know…"
"You haven't seen him in years honey, it'll be fine. Besides, there will be a lot of people there you haven't met."
"I guess."
That night Emery was finishing up her makeup when her mother popped her head in the door, "Hi sweetheart, you almost ready?" She looks up smiling, "Be down in a few." The doorbell had rang no less than fifteen times since she started getting dressed for the evening. This party used to be a small, intimate dinner, her father would only invite a few select people in the business. Over the years it had morphed into something beyond just a dinner. There were no less than a hundred people, it was the place to be, the party to attend. There would be entertainment and expensive liquor and stories being told, loud obnoxious laughter from every corner would fill the rooms, dancing until the early morning hours. She looked in the large floor length mirror, straightening her red sequined mini dress. Tucking a strand of her brown hair behind her ear, she sucked in a deep breath, wiping a smudge of mascara from underneath her eye. She took one last look, normally a jeans and tshirt kinda girl, this dress was so far out of her comfort zone.  If she had to be in the same room with him, the least she could do was make him regret his decision.
"There she is!” her father shouts to anyone within hearing distance, as she descends the stairs. “Stop it dad!” she replied back, the embarrassment showing on her pink cheeks. She quickly scanned the room looking for him, breathing a sigh of relief when she didn't see his face. Her father kissed her cheek, after helping her down from the last step.
“The party don't start till she walks in!” she hears a familiar voice shout from across the room. She locks eyes with Jonathan Fatu, one of the Usos, and yells back, “That’s right baby!” Emery and the twins had known each other their entire lives. They all kept in touch with each other regularly, more like daily if she were being honest and made time to see one another anytime they were close enough. She made her way over to them, “Hey brat!” Josh said affectionately; a nickname they’d given her when she was a little girl. He pulled her into a big hug, rocking her back and forth. “Missed you girl.” Jon says, taking his turn at hugging her. “I just saw you both three weeks ago.” Emery says, laughing with them. “Three weeks is too long!” Josh chimes in. Just as she was about to ask the brother’s if he was there the doorbell rang again, signaling the arrival of another guest.  Emery excused herself to answer the door. 
She half expected him to be standing on the other side as she braced herself for his arrival. When she opened the door it was Colby Lopez, she’d never had a chance to meet him in all the years he’d been wrestling. For one reason or another he was always on the opposite brand that her dad was working on. She’d only had the pleasure of watching him wrestle on television as Seth Rollins.  
“Hi, come in!" she says, opening the door for him. He tucked a rogue strand of hair behind his ear that had fallen from its neat bun. He looked a little embarrassed to be arriving late, “Thank you.” he says, closing the door behind him. “Hi, Im Colby.” he tells her, sticking his hand out to shake hers. “Emery Heyman, pleasure to finally meet you.” she says, shaking his hand. The two shared a look, both feeling a strange, immediate connection. “Come in, come in.” she says, letting go of his hand finally. “I'm so sorry I’m late, my Uber driver was a dumbass, we circled the block three times!.” he says, laughing. Emery laughed too, “Trust me, I get it! Can I take your coat?”
Colby was promptly swept away by her father as she hung up his jacket in the hall closet. The doorbell rang again as she came back into the entryway. “Shit!” she groaned, grabbing the doorknob again. She jerked the door open, finally coming face to face with him. 
“Emery.”
“Joe.”
“Can I come in?”
“Yeah, sorry. Come in.” She tells him,  "You know where the hall closet is to put your coat." And walks away, eager to join the party and get away from her Ex.
Emery spent the next two hours mingling with her father's guests, all employed by the WWE in some form or fashion. While her father was boisterous and outgoing she preferred to keep things low key; parties like this were not her idea of fun. But she played her part as a good daughter and grinned and fake laughed her way through it all. As she moved about the room she noticed Joe kept finding an excuse to be near her or touch her in some way. He spoke to her and her father, holding her elbow the entire time. As she spoke to the twins, his hand found its way to her lower back. So when the opportunity presented itself she snuck upstairs for a little peace and quiet.
"You really a brat like I keep hearing people say?"
She turns at the sound of the voice, a smirk lingering on her lips, "Maybe..."
"I figured as much."
"Not so much now as I used to be, I guess."
He walks toward where she's standing at the large office window, closing the gap between them. "You're very beautiful Emery Heyman." He says, winking. She blushes, turning her attention back to the New York Skyline, "You're very bold, Colby Lopez."  
He sips his drink, "I didn't get to where I am by not taking a risk."
Her head cocks to the side, "So I'm a risk?"
"You're Paul Heyman's daughter."
"I'm more than just Paul Heyman's daughter."
"I have no doubt about that."
Their eyes met, he knew he was playing with fire as he watched the reflection of the New York City lights dancing in her bright blue eyes. He'd heard the stories of the infamous Emery Leigh Heyman from Joe over the years. She'd been his first kiss, first love, first everything. They'd known one another their entire lives and yet they weren't together. While he had the chance, he thought he'd find out why, "Why aren't you and Joe together?" 
Emery bit her bottom lip, her eyebrows scrunched together, "Some things just don't work out in the end."
"I saw the way he looked at you, touched you, obviously he still has feelings for you."
"You don't mince your words do you?"
"I didn't mean to be so… intrusive." 
"You're curious, I get it."
Colby moved a little closer to where she was standing, leaving only a few inches between them. "Can I get you another drink?" He asks quietly, taking her glass from her hand, his fingertips barely grazing hers. "Open that bottom drawer." She says pointing, "that's where dad keeps the good stuff." 
He pours the drinks, returning one to her waiting hand, "I suspect you have a story behind that bottom drawer." Emery blushed,  "I might have been a wild teenager, once upon a time."
"Might have?"
She shrugged innocently,  "My dad let me do anything and everything I wanted. Not saying it was the best way to parent but ya know… guilt and all."
"Guilt?"
"Because he was never home, so he spoiled me instead. How many sixteen year olds have a Range Rover? In Manhattan of all places; it was absurd."
"Ahh. Brat. I get it now."
They sipped their drinks, Emery kicked her heels off, "Ah." 
Colby wasn't the first wrestler to flirt with her, being around them all her life she'd been hit on every which way you could imagine. She'd been on a few dates with some of the guys after her relationship with Joe had ended but never anything serious. None of them seemed to be able to keep up with her or pose any sort of challenge. Colby might be different, she thought; she enjoyed his witty back and forth banter. 
"So what do you do?" He poses a question, finishing off his drink. 
"I'm a Speech Pathologist for the Los Angeles County School District."
His eyebrows shot up, not expecting that answer.
"What? You thought I was still being spoiled by my dad?"
"No, just wasn't expecting that I guess. I don't know…You know-" He starts to say but they're interrupted by her father. "There you are honey,  come downstairs and stop hiding. Rollins stop flirting with my daughter!" Paul says, using Colby’s ring name and ushering him out of the room as Emery steps back into her heels, rolling her eyes. 'Dad, we're not flirting, I'm thirty six years old for Gods sake!" She protests as he walks her back down the stairs. 
Feeling a little irritated, her mood had turned sour after being pushed into the room with people she'd rather not socialize with, Emery stood in the doorway nursing the last of her drink. She jumped feeling someone touch the small of her back, "You don't look very happy tonight." Joe whispers in her ear, pressing himself against her back. She closed her eyes as those familiar feelings rushed back in. "I'm fine." She replies, clearing her throat, throwing back the last sip of her whiskey. "You know what that whiskey does to you." He reminds her, mischief dancing in his eyes as she turns to face him, "Why did you come tonight?"
Joe grabs her hips, pulling her against his body,  "Your father is my manager, ya know."  He says, nuzzling his face in her neck, kissing her there ever so softly, moaning, “Mmm, you always smell so good.” 
"You didn't come last year." She reminds him. 
He looks away briefly,  "I was uh, dealing with some things."
"Like?"
"A divorce." He tells her, searching for some hint of excitement in her eyes. 
"Am I supposed to jump back into your arms or something?"
"Em, I'm sorry. How many times can I tell you?"
"Until you can figure out how to go back in time and fix your fuck up, I guess. " She says, pulling away from his grasp. Joe quickly grabs her hand, "Why don't you come to my room tonight and we can talk?" 
Emery walked away, searching for any familiar face to take her mind off Joe. She wanted to continue her conversation with Colby that her father had interrupted but he was nowhere to be found. 
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She nervously tapped her foot as she waited for the elevator to reach the twenty second floor. Glancing at her phone, it was after two in the morning and she couldn’t believe that at thirty six she had to sneak out of her parents house. Thankfully there were still some party goers, so no one noticed.  She exited the elevator, walking toward room number 2222. A smirk spread across her face as she thought about what awaited her on the other side of the door she had just knocked on. He opened the door wearing nothing but a smile and a pair of boxers. 
“Hi beautiful.” he says, opening the door wider for her to pass by. The lights were low, a few candles lit for ambiance. She kicked off her heels and turned to face him as he ran his hands across her hips, grabbing her ass and pulling her into him.  “You’re overdressed.” he grunts, sliding the zipper of her dress down her back. Her hands ghost up his arms to wrap around his neck. They share a long kiss before he kisses along her jawline, settling his lips on the base of her throat. “It was all I could do to keep my hands off you tonight.” he whispers as he pulls her dress off, biting his lip as she stands naked before him. “Having to pretend like we aint in a relationship...fucking torture. Been too fuckin' long since I touched you." he tells her as he pushes her onto the bed. A giggle escaped her lips as he crawled between her legs. “It hasn't been that long.” she moans as his teeth nip the inside of her thigh. She grabs a fist full of his hair as his tongue sweeps across her clit suddenly. “Fuck, no one does that like you do.”  She bucked her hips as he buried his tongue deeper. He raised his head, a wicked gleam in his dark eyes, “And no one ever will baby.”
He moved to his knees, hovering over her body on all fours, “I never get tired of looking at you naked, layin' underneath me.” he says, licking his lips before taking her nipple in his mouth. She drug her nails across his back, his dick pressing hard against her thigh. “I think you should fuck me now.” 
He leaned back on his legs, pulling her roughly by the thighs until her body was pressed against his. He parted her with the head of his cock, sliding into her slowly; he knew how much she liked that. “Mmm” she replies, arching her back as he moves slowly in and out of her wet pussy. 
“Always so wet for me.”
“You got that good, hard dick that’s why.”
Later he turned her over on her knees so that she was facing the large mirror that hung on the wall of the hotel room. He always stayed at this hotel when they were in New York at the same time; she loved to watch them fuck and he obliged her wishes. 
Gathering her hair in his hands, pulling her head back; watching in the mirror, her eyes rolled back as he wrapped the long hair around his fist and pulled. His hand connected with her ass as the ‘pop’ echoed through the quiet room. Her hands dug into the sheets, he knew what she liked. Afterall, they’d been sneaking around with one another for as long as he could remember, maybe since they were in their early twenties. Not a soul knew about their secret rendezvous because something like this would ruin relationships and most likely end careers. 
Emery looked at his reflection in the mirror, one hand gripping her shoulder tightly, the other holding her hair. She knew what she was doing wasn’t technically wrong... it was in poor taste maybe? But tonight none of that mattered, all she wanted was to be with him, she needed to feel him inside her.
She pushed herself against him to meet his thrust, eager to cum as he fucked her harder and harder each time his cock ramed into her. He slapped her ass again, making her yelp and again harder, just for fun. Sometimes they were soft, sometimes they hurt and left her ass cheeks red and stinging with the imprint of his hand. Tonight he was playing rough. 
She pulled away, turning around quickly to push him back onto the bed, she was in control now. “I see how it’s gon' be.” he said as she moved to straddle his waist. “Ride my dick baby. You know what daddy likes.”
She sunk down onto him, her head falling back at the feeling of him filling her up. His fingers dug into her ass as she started to rock back and forth; her hands on his muscular shoulders, pinning him to the bed. Never taking their eyes off one another she rode him until she came. As her orgasm died down he quickly flipped her over, throwing her legs over his shoulders and took one for himself. They both lay together, spent,  trying to catch their breath, fingers laced together as they always did after sex. Both wanting this to be more but knowing it was impossible. 
The pair had exchanged I love you's at least a decade ago, they'd taken secret vacations together and spent holidays together under the guise of "friends" Never telling anyone of their secret love affair, although she knew nothing ever stayed a secret forever.
He squeezed her hand tightly,  “Tell me again why we can’t be together?”
“You know why. I don’t want to ruin your relationship with him or your career. Because you know he’ll make life miserable for you.”
“Baby, you know I don’t give a shit about that."
"I know you don't but for now it has to be our secret, please."
"It's been our secret for too long. You know I want more."
She closes her eyes and sighs, “Josh, you know we can't.”
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littletroubledgrrrl · 10 months
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The commercial this gif is from has a little boy looking at these posters of famous professional wrestlers at the time--like Hulk Hogan and Paul Orndorff/Mr. Wonderful--and the boy asks "How can I get big muscles like you guys?" and Paul breaks through the wall and posters and shows him the Hulkamania workout set.
I doubt using this workout set would give kids muscles, and I hate to sound sexist, but what if a little girl wanted to use this workout set?
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atomic-chronoscaph · 3 years
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The Paul Hogan Show (1973)
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A 2 Count!! NICK PATRICK calls it fair and square! WCW 1997.
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Brian May + Tank Tops - 50/50
► Every Single Known Tank Top, 1984-Present
(more info and credits below)
To the best of my knowledge, these are examples of every single tank top and “fake tank” look that Brian has worn since 1984. Obvious disclaimer that there likely are additional tank tops that Brian has worn over the years that we just don’t have photos or videos for (yet). The only duplicate is the solid black tank top which Brian wore in the late 90s, with the black vest in 2000, and again in 2016. Everything else appears to be unique looks.
The image credits below are listed as show location, date, and image source for still photos. Some of these tank tops were obviously worn at more than one show, or even across multiple years but I’ve only given information for the image and gif sources used here.
All gifs are made by me, all photos have been edited by me.
First row: --The Works Tour, 1984-1985 (image source unknown) --Rock in Rio, January 1985 --Knebworth, August 1986 (photo by Pete Still) --One Vision Sessions, Autumn 1985
Second Row: --One Vision Sessions, Autumn 1985 --Live Aid, July 1985 (video screencap) --One Vision Sessions, Autumn 1985 --Munich, August 1986 (photo from queenlive.ca)
Third Row: --Sheffield, June 1993 (photo from queenconcerts.com) --Wembley, July 1985 --Back to the Light Tour promo photo, 1992-1993 (photo by Richard Gray) --Wembley, July 1985
Fourth Row: --Brixton Academy, June 1993 --Back to the Light Tour, 1993 (image source unknown) --Milwaukee, October 1993 --Providence, October 1993 (photo by Steve Latham)
Fifth Row: --Dusseldorf, November 1993 (photo by Christiane Pohlen) --New Haven, October 1993 --Guest Appearance with Zucchero in Bologna, September 1995 (video screencap) --Guest Appearance with Paul Rodgers in Montreux, July 1994
Sixth Row: --Moscow, November 1998 --Groningen, September 1998 (photo from queenconcerts.com) --Moscow, November 1998 --Winterthur, September 1993 (photo from queenconcerts.com)
Seventh Row: --Bristol, 1998 (photo by Jen Tunney) --Big Mama Club, Rome, June 1998 --Another World Tour, 1998 (image source unknown) --Channel 5 Appearance, 2000
Eighth Row: --Arrival at Party in the Park, London, 2000 --El Hierro, likely 1998 (image source unknown, but likely by Richard Gray) --Guest Appearance with The Foo Fighters at Hyde Park, June 2006 --England, possibly at Brian’s office, June 2003 (photo from brianmay.com)
Ninth Row: --Tromso, June 2005 (photo by Dave Hogan) --We Will Rock You 6th Anniversary Show, May 2008 --Barcelona, April 2005 (photo from queenconcerts.com) --We Will Rock You 6th Anniversary Show, May 2008
Tenth Row: --Buffalo, March 2006 --Details Unknown, July 2016 (photo from Brian’s instagram) --Worcester, March 2006 --Brian’s Home, August 2020 (photo from Brian’s instagram)
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Vintage Shows to Watch While You Wait for the Next Episode of WandaVision - The 60s
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So the 60s is the era that Wandavision pulls most heavily from for it’s inspiration. So much so that one could make the argument that each of the first three episodes are all set in the 1960s. Episode one pulls from the early 60s with multiple Dick Van Dyke refences, episode two is very Bewitched inspired, and episode three is aesthetically very similar to The Brady Bunch which started in ‘69. As such it was hard to narrow down the list for this decade and I had to get creative in some ways. 
1. The Andy Griffith Show (1960 - 1968)
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The Andy Griffith Show gets kind of a bad rap now a days for being, supposedly, a conservative’s wet dream. People claiming it as such have apparently never actually seen the series. Oh yes, it’s very much set in white rural 60s America and will occasionally present the obliviously outdated joke, but the story of a widowed sheriff being the only sane man in a small town full of lovable lunatics, who prefers to solve his and others problems with negotiation and hair brained schemes as opposed to violence has far more in common with modern day Steven Universe than whatever genocidal fantasy fake rednecks have in their heads.  
As the gif above shows Andy Griffith was very subtlety progressive for its time. Andy was a stanch pacifist, pro-gun control, treated drug addicts and prisoners with respect, and all the women he would date had careers, ect. and so on. It’s not a satire making any sort of grand political statements but the series had a moral center that was far more left than many realize. 
But if it’s not a satire, then what type of comedy is it? 
The Andy Griffith Show excels in what I like to call, ‘awkward comedy’. See everyone in Mayberry is far too nice to just come out and tell a character they’re making an ass of themselves, so therefore whoever is the idiot punching bag of the episode’s focus must slowly unravel as everyone looks on in helpless pity until said character realizes the folly of their ways and the townsfolk come together to make them feel happy and accepted once more. Wandavision takes this polite idyllic awkwardness and plays it up for horror instead of laughs.  
2. The Dick Van Dyke Show (1961 - 1966)
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The creators of Wandavision actually met with Dick Van Dyke himself to pick his brain and learn how sitcoms were made back then. Paul Bentley also took inspiration from Van Dyke in his performance of the sitcom version of Vision, while Olsen stated Mary Tylor Moore had a heavy influence on her character of Wanda. But more than just being a point of homage, The Dick Van Dyke Show was hugely influential in modernizing the family sitcom and breaking a lot of the unspoken traditions and ‘rules’ of the 50s television era. It’s also just really, really funny.  
3.The Alfred Hitchcock Hour (1962 - 1965) 
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Bit of a cheat here. Alfred Hitchcock Presents actually started in 1955 as a half hour anthology show, but in ‘62 the show got a revamp and was extended into a full hour tv series. I knew I wanted The Twilight Zone to be covered in my episode one recap, but ‘The Master of Suspense’ couldn’t be forgotten. While The Twilight Zone reveled in the surreal and supernatural, Alfred Hitchcock pioneered the thriller genre and made real life seem dangerous, horrifying, and other worldly.   
4. Doctor Who (1963 - present day) vs Star Trek (1966 - present day) 
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Just like how westerns dominated the air waves during the 50s, science fiction was the center of the cultural zeitgeist of the 60s. From Lost in Space to My Favorite Martian, space aliens and robots were everywhere. So naturally I had to name drop the two sci-fi juggernauts that still air to this today. If you thought that the rivalry between Star Wars and Star Trek was bad then you’ve never seen a chat full of Whovians and Trekkies duking it out over who is the better monster, the Borg or the Cyberman. But which one has the more influence over Wandavision?
Well Star Trek owes it’s existence to sitcoms. As with The Twilight Zone before it, Star Trek was produced by Desilu Productions and it’s co-founder and CEO, Lucille Ball, was the series biggest supporter behind the scenes, lobbying for it when it faced early cancelation. As with all things sitcomy, everything ties back to I Love Lucy in the end. However despite that little backstory, it would seem that the series has very little to do with Wandavision itself beyond being quintessentially American. 
I would argue that Wandavision owes much to Doctor Who though. Arguably more so than any show mentioned in this retrospective. Time travel, alternate realities, trouble in quite suburbia, brainwashing, people coming back from the dead, ect... just about every trope you can find in Wandavision has also appeared in Doctor Who at some point. As a series that can go anywhere and do anything, Doctor Who was a pioneer of marrying genres in new and interesting ways. 
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5. Bewitched (1964 - 1972) and I Dream of Jeannie (1965 - 1970)
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It’s hard to pick one series over another because they’re essentially the same show. A mortal man falls in love with a magical girl who upends their lives with magic filled hijinks as they try their best not to have their secret discovered by the rest of the world. And both have their fingerprints all over the DNA of Wandavision. 
There’s only two core differences; Samantha and Jeannie have completely different personalities, with Sam being confident and knowledgeable and Jeannie being naïve and oblivious, along with their relationships with their respective men, Sam and Darrin being married and in love at the start of the series and Jeannie chasing after Tony in the beginning in a will they/won’t they affair, finally only getting together in the last season. 
6. The Munsters (1964 - 1966) vs The Adams Family (1964 - 1966)
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Fans of these two shows are forever sadden that there never was a crossover between them. Because they’d fit perfectly together. Both shows are about a surreal and macabre family living in American suburbia and disrupting the lives of their neighbors with their otherworldly hijinks. Sound familiar?     
The main difference between the two shows is the way the characters viewed their placement in the world they inhabit. 
The Munsters were always oblivious to the fact that didn’t fit in. They just automatically assumed everyone had the same personal tastes as them. Whenever they encountered anyone who behaved strangely around them they would write that person off as being the odd one rather than questioning themselves. As such the main cast was structured like a stereotypical sitcom family who just happened to be classic movie monsters. 
The Addams were well aware that they were abnormal and they loved it! They lived life with in their own little world and didn’t care what anyone thought of them. As such the characters were far more colorful and quirky as individuals but there was little in the way of refences to other horror franchises beyond just a general love of the twisted and strange. 
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7. Green Acres (1965 - 1971) and the Rual-verse (1962 - 1971)
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So the MCU is not the first franchise to bring viewers an interconnected universe to the small screen. Far from it, as sitcoms had been doing this for decades, starting with the ‘rualverse’. Beverly Hillbillies, Petticoat Junction, and Green Acres were all produced by the same company and were treated as spinoffs of each other, complete with crossovers and shared characters and sets. 
Of the three, the last show, Green Acres, has the most in common with Wandavision. A well to do businessman and his lovely socialite wife settle down in small town America on a farm in order to get away from the stresses of city life, only to find new stresses in the country. Eva Gabor, herself a natural Hungarian, plays the character of Lisa as Hungarian making her one of the few non-native born Americans on tv screens during the cold war. Despite her posh nature and original protests to the move, Lisa assimilates to the rural life far easier than her husband, Oliver. Who, as the main comedic thread, can’t comprehend his new quirky neighbors’ odd and often illogical behavior.  
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8. Hogan’s Heroes (1965 - 1971) and Get Smart (1965 - 1969)
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So as comic fans have been quick to point out, it’s looking like both A.I.M. (Hydra) and Sword (Shield) will be players in the story of Wandavision. To commemorate that here’s two shows to represent those opposing sides. Although in truth, neither series has anything else in common with each other but I need to condense things down someway. 
In Hydra’s corner we got Hogan’s Heroes. A show all about taking down Nazis from within. 
I love, love, love, ‘robin hood’ comedies where a group of con artists try week after to week to pull one over the establishment. The Phil Silvers Show, Mchale's Navy, and Top Cat, just to name a few examples are all childhood favorites of mine. However while those shows had a lot of morally ambiguous characters, Hogan’s Heroes has very clear cut good guys and bad guys, cause the bad guys are Nazis and the show relentless makes fun of the third reich as should we all. In fact I was watching Hogan’s Heroes while waiting for the GA run off election results. Fortunately my home state decided to kick out our own brand of Nazis this year. 
For Shield, we got the ultimate spy spoof, Get Smart. Starring, Inspector Gadget himself, Don Adams, as the bumbling Maxwell Smart. Get Smart, is a hilarious send up of Cold War espionage but the real selling point of the show, imho, is Max and his co-worker 99′s relationship. You can cut the sexual tension in the air with a knife all while laughing your ass off. 
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9. Batman (1966 - 1968)
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First was Superman and then came Batman. Yet while Superman was a serious action show, Batman was a straight up comedy. Showcasing that superheroes could indeed be funny. 
Also shout out for Batman being the only show on this list to have an actual crossover with it’s competitor, The Green Hornet. 
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10. Julia (1968 - 1971)
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Since episode two features the first appearances of Herb and Monica, let’s highlight the first black led sitcom since the cancelation of Amos ‘n Andy over a decade earlier. The show focuses on single mother and military nurse, Julia, as she tries to live her life without her recently decease husband, who was killed in Vietnam, as she tries to raise their six year old son on her own.  
The series is cute. It’s more of a throw back to earlier family sitcoms where there’s no fantasy and life lessons are the name of the game. It’s the fact that the main character is a single black woman is what made the show so subversive and important at the time. 
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There’s much good stuff in the 60s, so here’s some others that didn’t make the cut but I would recommend anyways. 
Car 54, Where Are You? (1961 - 1963)
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I call this the Brooklynn 99 of the 1960s. Bumbling but well meaning Officer Toody longs to do good in the world and help anyone in need, but often screws things up with his ill thought out schemes. He often drags his best friend and partner, the competent but anxiety riddled, Muldoon into his escapades. 
Mr. Ed (1961 - 1966)
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The grandfather of the sarcastic talking pet trope. 
The Jetsons (1962 - 1963 and 1985 - 1987)
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Hanna-Barbera often took popular sitcoms and just repackaged them as cartoons with a fantasy theme to them. The Jetsons has no singular show that it rips-off but is rather more a grab bag of sitcom tropes that feature, robots, computers, and flying cars. 
The Outer Limits (1963 - 1965) 
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The Outer Limits was The Twilight Zone’s biggest competitor in terms of being a sic-fi/horror anthology series. 
Gillian’s Island (1964 - 1967) 
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The only comparison to WandaVision I could think of was that this is a sitcom about people being trapped in one place. But by that point I was running out of room on the list. Still it’s one of the funniest shows on here. 
So yeah, this took longer than expected cause there’s a lot, here. Hopefully the 70s will be easier. Which I’ll post on Friday. 
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Bret showing off his cartooning skills, drawing The Undertaker with Paul Bearer, Yokozuna, Money Inc. and Hulk Hogan.
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Storybook Squares (February 1969?)
Storybook Squares was the name given to a special series of episodes of the NBC game show Hollywood Squares. The series featured celebrities dressed up as famous people and characters from history and various forms of media.
Peter Marshall served as host of these episodes. The panelists were introduced by "The Guardian of the Gate", who announced their characters' presence by reading their names from a scroll. The Guardian was played by regular Hollywood Squares announcer Kenny Williams, and the character was similar to his "Town Crier" character from Video Village.
The series ran on NBC on Saturday mornings from January 4 to April 19, 1969, with repeats airing until August 30. The concept was revived during the 1976-77 season as a series of special theme weeks on the daytime Hollywood Squares.
Format On the original edition of Storybook Squares, the game was played in the same manner as the regular game, with celebrities in the squares dressed as storybook and nursery rhyme characters. Two children competed, always boy vs. girl with the boy as X and the girl as Circle. They played as many games as time permitted, with a prize being awarded for each win. No money was awarded; a Secret Square game for the first two games was played, with the setup identical to the 1968 primetime game and first two years of the syndicated version—that is, if the first game's Secret Square was not won, the package was combined with that of the second game, and then after that it was not won.
Panelists The only panelist from the adult show who played as he normally would was Cliff Arquette, who carried his "Charley Weaver" persona over to Storybook Squares. The other panelists played characters from fairy tales and books, historical figures, or in some cases the characters they played on television.
Unlike the parent series, on Storybook Squares each panelist/character was given an elaborate introduction as they entered the set and took their place on the board, allowing for a brief comic interaction with host Marshall as they did so. Some of the celebrities who appeared were:
* Marty Allen as Tarzan and Cupid * Jim Backus as Mr. Magoo (animated character for whom he provided the voice) and Thurston Howell III (his character from Gilligan's Island) * Ted Cassidy as Tarzan * Charo as Isabella * Wally Cox as Paul Revere and Davy Crockett * Bob Crane as Colonel Hogan (his role on Hogan's Heroes) * Abby Dalton as Little Miss Muffet * Barbara Eden as Jeannie (her role on I Dream of Jeannie) * Nanette Fabray as The Old Woman Who Lived in the Shoe * Stu Gilliam as Merlin * Arte Johnson as Wolfgang the Nazi from Rowan & Martin's Laugh-In, referred to herein as the "'Very Interesting' Soldier" * Paul Lynde as Frankenstein's monster and the Evil Queen from Snow White * Paul Winchell as Romeo and Dr. Jekyll (with Tessie Mahoney- Jerry Mahoney in a blond wig- as Juliet and Jerry Mahoney as Mr. Hyde) * Carolyn Jones as Morticia Addams (her role on The Addams Family) * Rose Marie as Pocahontas and Annie Oakley * Roy Rogers and Dale Evans * Soupy Sales as Henry VIII and Thomas Edison * William Shatner as James T. Kirk (his character from Star Trek) * Leslie Uggams as Snow White
1976-77 return When the daytime series brought back Storybook Squares, its format was changed slightly. Instead of a two-player match featuring boys playing girls, the matches used a team format with the boys playing with their fathers and grandfathers and the girls with their mothers and grandmothers.
The children played the first game of the match, with the parents playing the second and the grandparents each subsequent game as time permitted. $300 was awarded for each game won, with $50 awarded per square if time was called during a game.
The team with the most money at the end of the game won a large prize, such as a car or exotic vacation.
* Marty Allen as Tarzan * Milton Berle as Old Mother Hubbard * Valerie Bertinelli as Little Miss Muffet * Big Bird (Muppet played by Caroll Spinney) * Hal Smith as Mother Goose * Paul Lynde as Attila the Hun, Frankenstein's monster, The Wicked Witch, Davy Crockett, and Paul Bunyan * William Shatner as Captain Kirk * Elke Sommer as Guinevere * Susan Seaforth Hayes as Eve and Cleopatra * Bill Hayes as Adam and Caesar * Connie Stevens as The Queen of Hearts * Karen Valentine as Mona Lisa * Anson Williams as Simple Simon * Florence Henderson as Belle Starr * Doc Severinsen (with his trumpet) as The Pied Piper and Gabriel * George Gobel as Henry VIII * Vincent Price as Captain Hook * Pat Harrington (Jr.) as Leonardo da Vinci * Rip Taylor as General Custer * Joan Rivers as The Old Woman Who Lived in the Shoe * Bonnie Franklin as Goldilocks and Peter Pan * John Byner as Long John Silver * Roddy McDowall as Sherlock Holmes and Pinocchio * Arte Johnson as Beethoven * Jo Ann Worley as Martha Washington * Soupy Sales as Thomas Edison * Rich Little as Noah * Julie McWhirter(-Dees) as Glinda the Good Witch (though referred to as "the Good Fairy") and Dorothy Gale * Charo as Lady Godiva (she wore a sparkly flesh-toned bodysuit rather than appear actually nude)
Source: Wikipedia
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The Bloody Pit of Horror (1965)
Last night’s film was the 1965 Italian...er...classic...The Bloody Pit of Horror! The director, Domenico Massimo Pupillo, gave up film making eventually, apparently announcing his “disgust” at his own films, and the lead actor - Mickey Hargitay - is on record as saying that at the time he "wasn't any more of an accomplished actor than a taxi driver", but honestly, I thought it was a silly, campy, fun film that I’d happily watch again sometime.
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 This film is ridiculously campy, trashy fun. Read on for gifs and a review...
The film claims to be based on the Marquis de Sade’s writing and opens with this quote...
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Apologies for the quality of these gifs - it’s because the film is in desparate need of restoration. I had to play with my sound settings too to try to minimise a continual hiss :/
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The “based on the writings of” is quite a claim, given that the film is about a photographer and a trashy novelist breaking in to a castle with a group of models so they can do a photoshoot for a horror novel.
Jaunty music plays as the models pose and the whole thing has a feel of a Carry on...film.
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Until their sordid cavorting upsets the pious sensibilities of the castle’s resident ghost! Yes, the castle was once inhabited by the infamous ~Crimson Executioner~ and now he has returned to punish those whose spirits and bodies are not pure!
Just in case, somehow, that sounded even remotely menacing, here is what it looks like...
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The Crimson Executioner is played by the Hungarian actor Mickey Hargitay, who was a former speed skater, WW2 underground fighter, and 1955′s Mr Universe. He was cast in a lot of strongman type roles - he’s Hercules in The Loves of Hercules (1960) which was featured in an episode of Mystery Science Theater 3000, and here he is on the cover of Strength Magazine:
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Anyway, back to The Bloody Pit of Horror! Our masked menace goes about his business with gusto and begins setting diabolical traps...
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It’s a bit like if you were to cross Cube with Carry On or a screwball comedy. His Girl in the Spider Web maybe or Carry on Dying in Ingenius Ways?
Anyway, the Crimson Executioner also gets his torture dungeon back up and running to the edification of all...
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A good portion of the second half is just the masked villain running around his dungeon gleefully pulling on levers and expounding on his own perfection. It’s quite something to behold and honestly, his glee is a little infectious. There’s no gore, just splatterings of vivid fake blood and moans and screams that I swear are more orgasmic than anguished.
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As a whole this is not a film you can take seriously at any point. Nothing about it is objectively good per se, but honestly as a whole it was not a bad way to spend 87 minutes.
I should note that according to its Wikipedia entry, one reviewer - Louis Paul - called the film "an exercise in homophobia and the debasement of women masked as entertainment". I haven’t been able to get a copy of the full review so don’t know Paul’s reasoning there. Certainly I think my gifs alone make it clear that the film is strongly invested in showing women first as sex objects and then being tortured which is hardly a feminist ethos, but I think it’s unlikely anyone’s going to read the premise and start the film without expecting that.
The homophobia might be present but if it is I totally missed it. I wonder if Paul is thinking of the villain as an expression of homophobic fear? The Crimson Executioner makes a few comments about women sullying the purity of his body or something to that effect, but I didn’t see any obvious gay coding or spot any hints that he is gay. Rather, it felt to me more like if Hulk Hogan played the Witchfinder General - a mix of strongman vanity (”My body is perfection!”) and puritanical piety (”Sex is evil!”). Anyway, I wanted to note that other viewers have seen it differently because forewarned is forearmed.
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Delvene Delaney wearing super short denim short shorts on The Paul Hogan Show
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The theme to The Paul Hogan Show by Tchaikovsky (don't know if he did any other TV themes). The arrangement was by Geoff Harvey and had previously been used in a series of cigarette adverts which Hogan also appeared in.
The full length version of the theme can be found here and many other places. Go to 8:38 for a good example of the theme tune bit.
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In the UK The Paul Hogan Show debuted on the opening night of Channel 4 on 2 November 1982. I have a vague memory of watching it then but also a vague memory that the reception in my area in those pre-digital days wasn't good and that I spent the evening watching a giant 4 logo.
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The Paul Hogan Show intro
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