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It’s Always Been You ~ 154

OUT OF TIME MASTERLIST

IT’S ALWAYS BEEN YOU MASTERLIST

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Word Count: 4,775ish

Summary: A mix of WandaVision episodes 2 and 4.

Notes: Not my best chapter, but I hope that it’s okay. You must read Out Of Time in order to understand this. The chapter numbers continue from Out Of Time.

Steve, Jimmy, Tony, and Darcy gathered intel as they watched the recorded “show” again with a few SWORD agents. They also noticed, throughout the night, that new episodes kept coming. None of them revealing Y/N or Monica yet.

“First and foremost, our main objective is to get any intel on Captain Rambeau and Agent Stark. But originally, this case was a missing person, so we’re going to start there,” Agent Woo began. “We’ve successfully identified two individuals inside the Westview anomaly.” He placed pictures of Wanda and Vision from the tv show onto a board behind him. “Let’s keep going.”

They used their resources from the DMV and school records they had access to, to compare those who were showing up on the show to those in real life. They were forming a board of it all. They were also putting a board together of what they knew about the anomaly and what they had questions about.

“Mr. and Mrs. Hart,” Darcy announced, going to the board with added pictures and information. “Played by Todd and Sharon Davis.”

“Abilash Tandon is Norm,” Tony announced, adding his new information to the board.

“Good,” Woo nodded. “Three down… more to go.”

Tony noticed how intently Steve was staring at Vision’s picture in the center of the board. “What’s up, Rogers? What are you thinking about?”

“Vision… he’s dead,” Steve stated, keeping his eyes on the photo. “I didn’t see it with my own eyes, but Y/N did and I saw his body afterwards… there was nothing left. Bruce even ran checks so that we were sure before handing it off to SWORD. But now… now I’m questioning if we missed something. Like, what if there was a part of Vision that was still functioning? We could have tried—“

“You did the best you could with the knowledge you had at the time.” Tony rested his hand on his brother-in-laws shoulder. “Besides, you had just watched half the team turn to dust and the Mind Stone get ripped out of Vision’s head. This isn’t on you… trust me, I’m the king of guilt.”

“Y/N’s in there somewhere, with Vision and Wanda… And I can’t help any of them right now. I feel useless.”

“You’re not useless, Steve. You just need to get faster at technology.” Tony gave Steve a pat before going back to his computer to search up other members of the town.

“Harold Proctor is Jones,” Darcy announced not too long later, handing the information over to Steve.

“Isabel Matsueida is Beverly,” Tony said, posting his findings on the board.

“John Collins as Herb,” Woo added.

Darcy went back to the tv, watching what was taking place. Gasping suddenly, everyone’s attention turned to her.

“What is it, Darcy?” Steve asked as they all headed towards her.

“It’s Captain Rambeau,” she replied, pointing to Monica on the side of the screen.

“What?” Jimmy Woo rushed over. “That’s her.”

“So Y/N has to be around somewhere,” Tony stated, feeling a slight tinge of relief.

“Does she seem okay to you?” Darcy wondered.

“Well, she doesn’t appear to be harmed in any way,” Jimmy noted. “But that is definitely not the boss lady I met yesterday.”

“So what, deep cover? Monica has to play along?”

“With who?” Steve questioned. “Or else, what? Tony, Darcy, what are we lookin’ at here? Is it an alternate reality? Time travel? A social experiment?”

“It’s a sitcom. A 1950s sitcom.”

“But why?”

“Hey, Cap, we’re all working with the same scarcity of intel. But, listen, I do have an idea. Just… come with me.”

They all followed Darcy outside to a truck with a bunch of tech in the bed. The truck sat near the energy shield. They knew Darcy had been working on something in the midst of helping them. They just didn’t know what.

“So, you’ve all seen that radio on Wanda’s kitchen counter, right?” Darcy asked. They all nodded. “The next time she’s washing dishes, which, by my count, happens about once an episode, barf, we’ll shoot a signal to that little guy. This transmitter will mimic the frequency of the broadcast, and if my theory is right, allow us to speak directly to her. This is totally gonna work.”

Tony and Steve looked at each other. “It’s definitely worth a shot,” Tony shrugged.

“Darcy,” Steve’s Captain voice was in full effect, “you’re running this. Let us know when you’re ready.”

~~~

“Don’t you dare try to say anything,” Agnes warned as she readied herself to leave the house. “We don’t know what she remembers.”

“I know,” Y/N responded, looking over herself. “You made a point of threatening me yesterday.”

“And I will continue to do so.”

“You don’t have to. I want to know what’s going on as much as you do.”

“We’ll see. Now,” Agnes made sure to face Y/N, “remember we’re going to help plan the community fundraiser.”

“Is that what the bunny’s for?” Y/N pointed to the caged bunny beside Agnes’ feet.

“Wanda requested Señor Scratchy for her and Vision’s magic act.” Agnes picked up the cage. “Let’s go.”

Y/N looked down at her wrists, the purple bands swirling around them. She needed to find a way out of them, out of here. But first she needed to use Agnes to her advantage as long as she could. Y/N stepped out of the house behind Agnes, following closely as the headed to the next house. Y/N’s breath caught in her throat at the sight of Wanda standing in front of a house. She was holding up a small, colored helicopter. The only colored thing around.

“Look,” Agnes begins, startling Wanda into dropping the helicopter, “it’s the star o’ the show.” The woman chuckled.

“Agnes. I’m sorry,” Wanda replied. “What did you say?”

“Oh, I brought my pet rabbit. For your magic act.” Agnes held out the cage.

“Yes, of course! Thank you, Agnes.” Wanda took the cage. “We will take good care of him.”

“Señor Scratchy just loves the stage. He played baby Jesus in last year’s Christmas pageant.” Y/N furrowed her brows at that. What was Agnes trying to prove?

“Oh,” Wanda responded before heading to the house.

“Well, seems like our star hasn’t even noticed you yet. I’ll introduce you when she comes back and we’ll see if anything happens. Oh, morning, Dennis.”

A mailman, Dennis, walked toward the women. “Morning, Agnes.”

“Stick ‘em up.” She pointed finger guns at him.

He rose his hands in surrender. “Don’t shoot. I’m just a messenger.”

Agnes laughed. “Pew-pew!” Y/N and Agnes watched him walk away as Wanda came back.

“Shall we?” Wanda asked. That’s when she noticed Y/N. Y/N watched as something clearly flashed in her friends eyes. “Oh… I don’t believe we’ve met before.”

“That’s my bad,” Agnes said before Y/N could respond. “This is my friend from out of town, Y/N. She will be staying with me for awhile.”

“Hi, Y/N,” Wanda smiled at her, holding out her hand. “I’m Wanda.”

“Hello, Wanda.” Y/N took her friends hand, unable to tell if Wanda was faking not knowing her.

“Will you be joining us today?”

“If that’s okay with you.”

“It’s perfectly fine with me! But I’m not the one running this thing.” The three women heading down the street.

“So, are you two ready to meet Queen Cul de Sac and her Merry Homemakers?” Agnes asked.

“Agnes,” Wanda chuckled, “Dottie can’t be as bad as you say.”

“Hmm, well, you’ll notice her roses bloom under penalty of death.” Wanda scoffed. Agnes then stopped walking and turned to Wanda, forcing Y/N to stop as well. “Wanda, can I give you a bit of friendly advice?”

“Is it about the way I’m dressed?”

“Yes, but it’s too late for that. Dottie is the key to everything in this town. Country club memberships, parties, school admissions—��

“Well, let’s not get ahead of ourselves.”

“You get in with Dottie and it’ll be smooth sailing from here on out. Just mind your P’s and Q’s and you’re gonna do just fine.”

P’s and Q’s? Y/N mouthed to herself. Agnes was trying so desperately hard to seem like she belonged here. Causing Y/N to have a bad feeling about it all. Well, more than she already was.

“Or maybe I could just be myself?” Wanda retorted. “More or less?”

Agnes laughed. “Oh, Wanda, that’s good.”

Nearby, a procession of women began exiting the house and heading down the block.

“Everybody, hurry up please,” the leader encouraged, with a slight passive aggressiveness.

“Hiya, Dottie!” Agnes greeted with a wave. “Your roses are divine.”

“Well, thank you,” the lady before, Dottie, responded. She continued leading the women.

“Let’s go get this over with,” Agnes sighed.

~~~

“When are you, mom, and Uncle Steve coming home?” Morgan asked over a video call.

“Mo, we haven’t even been gone a day,” Tony said, trying to comfort his daughter.

“Mom basically has.”

Tony sighed, looking at Steve for help. “We’ll all be home soon,” Steve said. “I promise Mo.”

“Mr. Stark! Captain Rogers!” Jimmy Woo exclaimed as he rushed to where the two men were talking.

“We love you, Morgan,” Tony said, “but we gotta go. Don’t be too hard on Happy.” He hung up and the two gave their full attention to the FBI agent.

“What is it, Woo?” Steve questioned.

“There’s something you need to see,” Woo answered, handing over a stack of black and white photographs. The first few photos were of Wanda holding up the colored helicopter.

“That looks like a retro version of a SWORD drone,” Tony said.

“Why did you colorize it?” Steve asked.

“We didn’t,” Woo replied. “There’s more.” The men flipped through the photos, quickly coming to a stop at a photo of three women.

“Y/N,” they both breathed out.

“She’s okay,” Tony whispered, gripping one of the phots tighter.

“It seems that way,” Jimmy confirmed. “It seems like she’s at least playing along. We haven’t seen anything yet that tells us otherwise.”

“So we know that Y/N’s still alive and in this tv-show like world,” Steve began running through the information they had. “And, obviously, a SWORD drone flew into the town. But how did it change and why?”

“Uh, to go with the production design?”

“Or render it useless,” Tony added.

“Let’s get this show on the road, fellas!” Darcy called to them. “I’m all ready and waiting for you!”

~~~

All the women were gathered in a tent next to the community club pool. Wanda was on one side of Agnes, with Y/N on the other. She felt completely out of place in the out fake world, or whatever it was that she was stuck in. She needed to get out, back to her daughter and husband and brother and friends.

“The Rotary Club is finishing the stage set-up as we speak,” a woman named Beverly told the group.

Wanda observed Dottie as Y/N observed Wanda. It was clear that Wanda was trying to fit in like Agnes was, she just wasn't as smooth. Dottie put a single sugar cube in her drink, so Wanda copied her.

“They’ve given the gazebo a fresh coat of paint and will be installing the final decorations all through the town square,” Beverly continued. “And if you recognize the antique footlights, it’s because they’re from my store.”

Dottie stirred her drink slowly, with Wanda copying her again. Y/N took a sip of her own drink, trying not to rage at these women. She was not made for meetings like these.

“And the chairs?” Dottie questioned.

“I’m sorry, Dottie,” Beverly said. “I didn’t ask about the chairs.”

“So you better not ask me if you can chair any committees in the future.”

Some of the women giggled, causing Beverly to sit down. Dottie stood up to talk to the group.

“The devil’s in the details, Bev,” Dottie said.

Agnes leaned over to Wanda. “That’s not the only place he is,” she joked.

“As you all know, the talent show is the sole fundraiser for Westview Elementary.”

Y/N watched as Agnes handed a flask to Beverly. “This might help,” the woman whispered.

“In the eight years since I founded our little club,” Dottie said proudly, “this event has gotten bigger and better every season.”

“Say, those pants are peachy keen,” a woman told Wanda as she passed the food try to her.

Y/N looked over and gasped. It was Captain Monica Rambeau, she was in here to. But she definitely wasn’t the same. Y/N could tell. She needed to find a way to get some alone time with Monica without raising suspicion from Agnes.

“Do you really think so?” Wanda responded to Monica. “The other ladies are in skits. I was worried.”

“We only have a few hours until show time, so a little less cross chatter and a little more focus,” Dottie reprimanded.

“Okay.”

“Those little boys and girls are counting on us. All of this is for the children.”

“For the children,” all the women, besides Y/N and Wanda spoke in unison.

“For the children,” Wanda quickly said very late, getting some stares.

Dottie cleared her throat before beginning again, “At the appropriate time, of course. But first let’s review event etiquette. Dress code is upscale garden party…”

Y/N tuned Dottie out as she noticed Monica turning to Wanda to talk.

“The only reason I didn’t clap is because I’m afraid to move,” Monica muttered.

“Yeah,” Wanda agreed.

“I actually don’t know what I’m doing here.” That caused Y/N’s brows to furrow.

“I’m starting to feel that way myself.” Wanda held out her hand. “I’m Wanda.”

“I’m, uh…” Monica paused, looking a bit confused before smiling confidently. “Geraldine.”

“Hi.”

“And I’m irritated,” Dottie interrupted. “Tickets for tonight are completely sold out. Now, you can clap.” Everyone clapped. “And stopped.” They quickly stopped.

“Really, how is anybody doing this sober?” Agnes questioned.

“I really don’t know,” Y/N murmured.

~~~

“So, Captain Rogers—“

“Darcy, just call me Steve,” he interrupted.

“Okay, Steve, since Wanda has been known to be closer to you than Mr. Stark—“

“Tony,” Tony interrupted.

“Right. Tony. Then you should be the one to reach out. You might have a greater chance of getting through to her than the rest of us.”

They were outside, near Darcy’s truck and contraption.

“Okay,” Steve agreed with a nod. “What do I have to do?”

“You and Tony are going to put these on,” Darcy told them, handing them both large headphones with a mic attached. “Jimmy and I will be watched the tv inside and tell you when to start talking. Got it?”

“Got it.”

Tony and Steve put the headphones on as Jimmy and Darcy hurried inside.

“Do you think this is going to work?” Steve asked.

“I’m hoping,” Tony said. “Cause if it doesn’t, my ideas aren’t as peaceful as this.”

“You two ready?” Darcy wondered through the headset.

“Yes,” both men replied.

“Monica is currently talking to Wanda,” Jimmy informed. “She’s got a speaking part now.”

“What’s she saying?” Tony wondered.

“She likes Wanda’s pants.”

“Wanda’s at some sort of swim club,” Darcy told them. “We’ve never been here before. And it looks like Y/N’s with them.”

“Is it the ’60’s still?” Steve asked.

“Uh huh. Everyone, including Y/N, left the scene. Now it’s just Wanda with another character. Ooh! Uh, radio not he side table. Start talking.”

“Wanda,” Steve began. “Wanda, can you read me, over?” Steve waited a beat. “Can she hear me?”

“I don’t think so. Keep trying.”

“Wanda? Wanda? Wanda. Who is doing this to you, Wanda? Wanda? Can you hear me? It’s Steve. I’m here to help. Wanda—“

“Wait.”

“What?”

“I don’t know… That was… weird.”

“What was?”

“Nothing,” Darcy sighed. “It’s over. Mission failure.”

“It was worth a try. Good effort, Doctor.”

“Yeah. You two can come on in.”

The men took off their headsets and stared at the energy shield.

“Why the hell does this always happen to us, Steve?” Tony questioned quietly. “To her?”

“I wish I knew,” Steve responded.

“She had a dream… That night after Bruce pulled the Stones out of her. After she saved us all… The Stones were showing her something. A small town. An invisible shield. Something chasing her…. I think… I think this is it.”

“Then she’s prepared for whatever’s happening in there.”

Tony chuckled lightly. “I wish I could believe that. But this is a lot more than we are all prepared to be dealing with almost immediately after Thanos.”

Steve inhaled deeply, folding his arms over his chest. “You are right about that.”

~~~

“I still can’t tell if she knows you or not,” Agnes grumbled as she and Y/N walked back to her house. “If she’s faking it or she really doesn’t know.”

“Monica,” Y/N said.

“Who?”

“Monica. Or, well, she called herself Geraldine… Did she do that on purpose or… does she not remember the truth either? Like the other townspeople?”

“Oh, she doesn’t remember. I hopped in her little head and saw that myself.”

“Great,” Y/N muttered. “Just great… Are you going to force me into watching the talent show? Cause I really think I just need a moment to myself.”

“Not a chance. I know your reputation, Y/N, and giving you a moment alone with give you an opportunity to come up with a plan.”

“Who are you, Agnes? Really? How do you know so much?”

“Like I told you before, Y/N. It all comes with time.”

~~~

“Y/N back on camera?” Steve wondered as he brought coffee over to Tony, who was hunched in front of a TV.

“There are glimpses of her,” Tony responded, taking a coffee from his brother-in-law. “She’s always with that Agnes woman, which makes me suspicious.”

“Where are they now?” Steve sat down beside Tony.

“They’re in the town square, watching the community talent show.”

“Hmm,” Steve nodded. “It’s so… normal. It’s weird.”

“Yeah.”

“Do you think… do you think Wanda could have been the one to do this?”

“I hate to say it but, yeah. Her powers… they’ve always been strong.”

“Then even more of a reason to get through to her. If she did this, she can stop it.”

“Yeah, but the question is how?”

“I don’t know, you tell me. You’re usually the brains of the operation.”

“Well, this brain is tired and what’s his wife back and to hold his daughter.”

~~~

The first few acts of the talent show were so utterly boring. The middle acts were just down right terrible. And now the only act left was Wanda and Vision’s, which was clearly running late.

“Where are they?” Agnes muttered, fingers tapping on the table.

“I could go and find th—“ Y/N tried to stand up but was quickly forced back down into her chair by Agnes’ magic. “Oof.”

“You’re not going anywhere.”

“I want to thank you all for coming out to support Westview Elementary,” Dottie said as she stood on the stage in front of everyone. “For the children.”

“For the children,” everyone but Y/N repeated.

That’s when she realized something. Y/N looked around, studying the black and white town. If this fundraiser was “for the children”, where were all the children? In the whole day Y/N had been walking around Westview with Agnes, she had never seen a single child. Even at the pool.

“And for our final act,” Dottie announced, pulling Y/N from her thoughts. “I give you, Wanda and Vision.”

Dottie led the clapping and stepped down from the stage. Wanda emerged from the curtains, looking a tad nervous. She gestured to the curtains, almost like she was signaling for Vision to come out. After doing it again, Vision finally appeared from the curtains.

“Hello, Westview!” He shouted. All the air left Y/N’s lungs as she saw Vision in is fake human form. “Good afternoon. It’s so lovely to be—“ He bumped into the railing as he stumbled down the stairs of the gazebo. “I’m so sorry, excuse me. I am Glamour and this is my delightful assistant, Illusion.”

“I am Glamour,” Wanda corrected, waving to the audience, “and he’s Illusion.”

“Yeah, what she said. Today, we will let to you and yet you will believe our little deceptions because human beings are easily fooled due to their limited understanding of the inner workings of the universe.” He waved his hands around. “Flourish.”

“You just do it,” Wanda reprimanded, trying to be quiet about it. “You don’t say it out loud, honey.”

Vision scoffed, swatting at Wanda as he walked away from her. Something was definitely off out how he was acting.

“And now my wife and I will delight in your dumbstruck little faces,” Vision continued. “Flourish!”

His hands went down to his sides and he began to fly. Members of the audience gasped and murmured with one another. Y/N looked with wide-eyes at Wanda, who quickly created a pulley system to make it look like she was controlling his flying. She moved a sign out of the way and Norm spotted it.

“Ha! See there?” Norm pointed out. “He’s using a rope.”

“Wanda,” Vision called, “what’s—“ Wanda began playing with the pulley, Vision moving with the rope. “Oh, no! Oh! No! Wanda, please!” Vis flailed around. “Darling, let me down!” The crowd was laughing, Y/N following with a fake one. “I’m feeling pukey! Ooh!”

Wanda let him down with the pulley. Everyone clapped in approval and excitement.

“Uh, what’s next?” Vision wondered aloud. “Oh!” He spotted the piano on stage and stumbled to it. “Yeah, this is… this is gonna be great! A staggering feat of strength!” He lifted up the piano with one arm, everyone but Y/N looking on in awe.

“He’s going to expose the both of them,” Y/N muttered. “What the hell is wrong with him?”

“Illusion!” Wanda called, almost panicky. “Uh… uh.. Illusion, Master of Enigma,” she rushed to his side of the stage, “allow me.”

“Yeah? What?” Vision questioned as she took the piano from him.

Wanda began walking away, revealing that she had turned the piano into a cardboard cut out. “Whoops! You weren’t supposed to see how we did that trick.”

She wiggled her shoulders as she took the cardboard cut out away. The crowd laughed, clapping once again.

“Oh, Sherbert!” Vision blurted, pointing at someone in the crowd. “Yeah, this is my old mate, Sherbert.” Vision began heading towards the man. “Stand up, Sherbert. Say hello to the crowd.”

The man stood up, correcting Vision, “It’s Herbert, er—Herb.”

Vision pulled out playing cards. “Pipe down, Sherbie, and pick a card.” He fanned out the deck to Herb. “Any card.” Herb picked a card and Vision turned around, holding the deck out to Herb. “Yeah, put I back in the deck. I’m not looking.” Herb returned his card to the deck. “Alright.” Vision turned back around. “Watch this.” Vision shuffled the deck and held one card up to Herb. “Is this your card?”

“Uh, no.”

“I beg to differ.”

Herb shook his head. ��Mmm-mmm.”

“R-really?” He tossed the card before grabbing a new one. “Is this your card?”

“Vision,” Wanda tried to call to him.

Herb shook his head again. “Mmm-mmm.”

“Ugh!” Vision tossed the card. He took another card and another, rapidly pulling them out. “Is this your card? Is this your card? Is this your card? Is this your card? Is this your card?” Once again, Herb shook his head. “Argh! Is this your card? Is this your card?”

“No. No. No. No.”

“Is this your card? Is this your card? Is this your card? Is this your card? Is this your card?” Vision then got to the last card in the deck. “Is this your card?”

“Oh, it is!”

“It is what?”

“It’s my card.”

“Well, pardon me, Herb. Have it back.” He slapped the card onto Herb’s chest and walked away.

“Oh, no, you did the trick right.”

“Well, of course I did the trick right! I’m Illusion! Flourish!”

Vision bowed to the audience and Wanda led them all in clapping.

“That was terrible,” Agnes whispered to Y/N.

“This whole thing is hard to watch,” Y/N added.

“And now for my next trick…” Vision continued.

“Oh, goodness me,” Wanda sighed.

Vision reached up to his head. “Oh! Who stole my hat?” He turned around in a circle searching for his hat. That’s when a rabbit hopped across the stage. “Oh, stop that rabbit! I gotta pull a hat out of it!”

Watching Wanda go to pick up Señor Scratchy, Y/N noticed something out of the corner of her eye. Agnes’ hands were glowing purple. Y/N fully turned to her only for Agnes to stop.

“Señor Scratchy’s got real star quality, don’t you think?” Agnes said loud enough for everyone to hear. She sent Y/N a wink.

“Maybe we leave the poor bunny out of this one,” Wanda suggested, “shall we?” She put the bunny away.

Vision grabbed his hat from the ground. “Well then, I will just have to pull this hat… out of myself,” he said. The audience gasped and Wanda ran over.

“Vision, no.”

“I’m doin’ it!” He phased the hat through his body. “Ah-ha!”

“If only you all know our secret!” She wiggled her fingers, pulling the curtains back to reveal a set of mirrors.

“IS that how mirrors work?” Beverly asked from the crowd.

“Shut up, Bev,” Dottie told her.

“And now, ladies and gentlemen, for our grand finale, I bring you, The Magnet of Crysteries!” Vision announced as Wanda rolled out a cabinet.

“The Cabinet of Mysteries!” Wanda corrected.

“Yeah, yeah. What she said. I will now make my wife… disappear.”

He opened the doors of the cabinet, causing the crowd to ooh. Then before Wanda could get in, he closed them.

“Are you sure you don’t want an audience volunteer named my husband Ralph?” Agnes chuckled.

“Your husband?” Y/N questioned. “You don’t have a—“

“You don’t know that,” she smirked.

“No,” Vision laughed at Agnes’ joke. “Abracadabra!” He hit the cabinet with his wand.

“Uh, sweetheart?” Wanda caught his attention.

“Yeah?”

“Hi.”

“Oh.”

“What’s in the box?” Herb began chanting, causing others to follow. “What’s in the box? What’s in the box? What’s in the box?”

“Yeah, what’s in the box?” Vision asked.

"What’s in the box? What’s in the box? What’s in the box? What’s in the box?”

Wanda waved her fingers again. She reached for the cabinet handle, Vision taking that queue to do the same thing. They open the cabinet to reveal a very confused Monica—Geraldine. The audience applauded as Geraldine smiled nervously.

“Oh! Oh, yes! Flourish!” Vision said. The three on stage bowed. “Let’s get outta here!”

Wanda and Vision hurried back stage as everyone continued clapping. Y/N had to bite down on the inside of her cheek as she tried not to go backstage with them. Agnes would never let her. Dottie was quickly back up on stage, announcing third and second place winners.

“You two,” Dottie interrupted herself. “Stop right there.”

Everyone turned to see who Dottie was talking to. Wanda and Vision were off to the side, clearly trying to sneak off.

“Nothing like what you two just did up here,” Dottie continued, “has ever happened int he history of our talent show.”

“Dottie, we are so—“ Wanda tried to apologize.

“Hilarious. That was the most hilarious act we’ve ever seen. Wouldn’t you all agree?” The crowd applauded.

“Oh, yes!” Vision celebrated.

“You two, come on up. Come on.” The two came back onto the stage. “Oh behalf of the planning committee, I would like to award you with the inaugural Comedy Performance of the Year.”

Wanda took the award. “Oh, thank you!” She said.

“Let’s get out of here,” Agnes said, lopping her arm through Y/N’s.

“What? Why?” Y/N questioned as Agnes pulled her away.

“Because we’re done here for now. I need to get home and work on a few things and you need to be locked back up before you get any ideas.”

Y/N looked back as Agnes continued to lead her away, making eye contact with Wanda. It felt like the two of them were staring into each other’s souls. Y/N could only hope that Wanda remembered who she was and that she would come find her.

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oldfadcdhq · 4 years ago

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anonymous asked: mw?

if you want a most wanted from a few or a specific fandom ask, here are just a generalized one. it’s a long list so i put it under read more.. also bolded might be characters i really want.

lex luthor, barry allen, eobard thawne, oliver queen, wally west, cisco ramon, julian dorn, harrison wells, eddie thawn, joe west, tommy merlyn, john diggle, roy harper, curtis holt, adrian chase, emiko queen, ricardo diaz, william clayton, beth chapel, lois lane, selina kyle, nora west-allen, lucy quinzel, donna troy, dinah lance, courtney whitmore, connor hawke, pat dugan, alex danvers, jennifer pierce, anissa pierce, iris west, mia smoak, rick tyler, starman, mike dugan, henry king jr, cameron mahkent, mon-el, winn schott, jimmy olsen, maxwell lord, kara danvers, j'onn j'onzz, khalil payne, jefferson pierce, aly, freddie, aubrey, lonnie, jane, mal, evie, audrey, doug, gil, harry hook, zevon, jay, gaston jr, gaston the third, jafar, hans, kristoff, prince eric, prince phillip, ron stoppable, mickey mouse, maui, john darling, michael darling, jack skelenton, mulan, elsa, anna, tiana, oogie boogie, prince florian, jack-jack parr, dash parr, the bloody baron, hugo weasley, peter pettigrew, lucius malfoy, horace slughorn, mad eye moody, barty crouch jr, barty crouch senior, george weasley, percy weasley, amycus carrow, albus dumbledore, aberforth dumbledore, credence barebone, antonin dolohov, augustus rookwood, avery, carban yaxley, gregory goylve, vincent crabbe, cormac mclaggen, tina goldstein, hermione granger, dorcas meadowes, mary mcdonald, marlene mckinnon, roxanne weasley, luna lovegood, leta lestrange, queenie goldstein, hulk, wolverine, loki, black panther, clint barton, groot, cable, nick fury, magneto, luke cage, iceman, carol danvers, valkyrie, wanda maximoff, pepper potts, morgan stark, mary jane watson, kitty pride, jubilee, jessica jones, jean gray, peggy carter, lady sif, gamora professor x, stefan salvatore, klaus mikaelson, enzo, elijah mikaelson, jeremy gilbert, john gilbert, alaric saltzman, tyler lockwood, matt donovan, kol mikaelson, marcel gerard, jackson kenner, vincent griffith, josie saltzman, lizzie saltzman, alyssa chang, jade, hayley marshall, davina claire, freya mikaelson, esther mikaelson, vicki donovan, caroline forbes, elena gilbert, bonnie bennett, josh rosza, declan, roman, tristan de martel, milton greasley, ryan clarke, jed, kaleb, rafael waithe, grover underwood, luke castellan, tyson, piper mclean, zoe nightshade, hazel levensque, reyna ramirez arellano, ethan nakamura, poseidon, hades, zeus, hephaestus, ares, will solace, frank zhang, jason grace, leo valdez, octavian, renesmee cullen, bella swan, alice cullen, leah, sulpicia, jane, victoria, carlisle cullen, archie cullen, emmett cullen, earnest cullen, royal hale, caius, aro, alec, demetri, felix, afton, garrett, benjamin, mr. gold, peter pan, cora, snow white, regina mills, lucy mills, henry mills, baelfire, robin hood, david nolen, jefferson, august booth, vuctir frankenstein, archie hopper, graham humbert, isabelle lightwood, clary fairchild, jocelyn fairchild, celine herondale, maia roberts jace hernodale, simon lewis, valentine morgenstern, jordan kyle, lucian graymark, raphael santiago, lorenzo rey, meliorn, jonathan morgenstern, bow, sea hawk, yoda, mando, leia organa, padme amidala, finn, poe dameron, ben solo, anakin solo, jacen solo, luke skywalker, rose tico, qi’re obi-wan kenobi, chewbacca, rey’s mother, rey’s father, han solo, darth maul, boba fett, count dooku, qui-gon jinn, jango fett, lando calrissian, sky, bloom, stella, flora, musa, techna, aisha, brandon, timmy, riven, helia, nabu, roy, prince thoren, & nex.

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mudaship39 · 5 years ago

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Alpha Centurion War:

When Laurissa Owen Jones and Alexander Mack Smith/Alexandria Macy Smith sacrificed themselves to save Magical County. When they both died facing a metal magical titan made of adamant and mithril and made sentient by arcane and esoteric aether and nether. The behemoth sent to kill them was sent by the intergalactic governments who began to fear their combined power, influence, control, & supremacy. The monster was unstoppable and so they asked their friends to use their superpowers to teleport them somewhere else. They were overshot and teleported into the Rift or the Breach (a mysterious giant metaphysical tear in the universe, multiverse, & omniverse that is expanding) itself. Cardinal Changeling began to hold off the beast with his/her/their supernatural adaptation to buy time for Arcane Assassin. Arcane Assassin decided the only way to kill the monster was to explode herself by self detonating her homo magi magic and divine life force as a homo magi demigod who was turned into a new god. They both died and were sent to the Void or the Abyss ( a dark, shadowy, & cold manifestation of space and time that is separate from the corporeal universe, multiverse, & omniverse that is home to primordial beings) itself. There an ancient and powerful being reached out to them and showed them the truth. Spending so much time in the Abyss their minds, hearts, & souls were changed. They were then brought back to life by their spouses using amulets of power. But when they were revived their partners noticed something was wrong. For what they both saw in the Void changed them both. Their hearts were tainted and their souls were corrupted by the vision the ancient being showed them. They became known as the Fallen Ones. Laurissa Owen Jones gave into her inner darkness and became a fallen god. Her eyes are now permanently blazing red with dark power. Alexander Mack Smith/Alexandria Macy Smith had ascended into a transcendent being. He/she/they were known as the Celestial and Stellar Entity and the Divine and Heavenly Being. With the forms of the angel/demon/fallen angel, archangel/archdemon, fallen god/god/devil, & finally the Titan. This is why he/she/they are known as the Devil of the Romulus Nebula and the Fallen God of the Zephyr Nebula. Their partners and spouses are now searching for a amulet of healing to purify them. But the talisman is inside one of the locked portals of the Pylon or Gateway ( cross dimensional gateways to other dimensions, realities, timelines, universes, multiverses, & omniverses created by the primordial being Lord Nex ). The Pylon or Gateway portals are unlocked by talismans of power hidden throughout the planets, star systems, & galaxies. Their partners must hurry because if they do not purify Alex/Lexi and Lori in time then their hearts and souls will be corrupted forever.

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rockandrollstorytime · 5 years ago

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Rock and Roll Storytime #6: The Rolling Stones Against the Establishment (Or: The time 3/5 of them went on trial for drug posession)

Let’s face it, I think every now and again, we all have those moments where we’re glad that we live in the time and place we do at this very moment. This particularly goes out to the musicians, who seem to get in trouble for drugs less frequently nowadays, in favor of worse charges...

But that wasn’t always so.

Once upon a time, the threat of rock stars getting long prison sentences for first time offences was very omnipresent, and this story is about that bygone era. A time and a place where even a hint of subversive behavior meant that adults lost their shit and went on literal moral crusades.

Enter Sgt. Norman Pilcher, or, as John Lennon called him in “I Am the Walrus”, Semolina Pilchard. He was a detective in his 30′s and was dead-set on getting drugs off the streets, which meant that, invariably, he primarily set his sights on rock stars. His list of arrests includes Donovan, John Lennon, George Harrison, Mick Jagger, Keith Richards, and Brian Jones. He would’ve nabbed Eric Clapton, but Eric bolted out the back door as soon as he heard there was someone at his doorstep with a “special delivery.”

For now though, we’re just going to focus on the Stones, and how this whole drug trial business may have accelerated the decline of one of its members.

Given how trying to get rock stars busted for drugs was practically a sport in 1967, the now-defunct tabloid News of the World decided to capitalize on this by publishing a three-part “story” entitled, “Pop Stars and Drugs: Facts That Will Shock You.” In it, the tabloid alleged that many popular musicians of the time were not only doing drugs, but also holding drug parties at their homes, including Donovan, Pete Townshend, and Ginger Baker (R.I.P). Part Two seems to have primarily targeted the Rolling Stones, and it was alleged that Mick Jagger had taken several Benzedrine tablets, displayed a bit of hashish, and invited his companions back to his flat for a smoke, one of whom just so happened to be an undercover reporter. As it turns out, the person in question was actually little Brian Jones, who was being way too casual with his drug use. Mick tried to sue the paper over that one.

I just want to ask, how the hell did they mix up Mick and Brian? One’s blond and has a cherubic face, and the other’s brunette and has massive lips!

In either case, like with how Donovan was arrested and charged after the first issue came out, the article attracted the attentions of authorities, and in particular, one Semolina Pilchard. News of the World was also more than a little interested in avoiding a major lawsuit, even to the point of allegedly wiretapping and paying off informants (it’s shit like that which is the reason why they ultimately became defunct in 2011, after a phone hacking scandal). Ultimately, on February 12, 1967, eighteen police officers raided Keith Richards’ home, Redlands. Mick, Keith, and an art dealer friend, Robert Fraser were arrested and charged with amphetamine possession, allowing his home to be used for the smoking of cannabis, and heroin possession respectively.

In addition, salacious rumors started to swirl around that Mick was found eating a Mars Bar out of Marianne Faithfull’s... nether regions. Truth of the matter is, while Marianne was only wearing a fur rug, there weren’t any orgies taking place. She even wrote in her autobiography, “The Mars Bar is a very effective piece of demonizing. It was so overdone with such malicious twisting of the facts. Mick retrieving a Mars Bar from my vagina, indeed! It’s a dirty old man’s fantasy – some old fart who goes to a dominatrix every Thursday. A cop’s idea of what people do on acid.”

Their manager, Andrew Loog Oldham, was supposed to help these kids figure out what to do about the impending drug trials, but instead, he fled to America, leaving his role to Allen Klein (Andrew was fired in September). Lawyers told Mick, Keith, and Brian that, essentially, since they were the most visible of the Rolling Stones, to not talk to the press and even to temporarily leave the country. And so, Mick, Keith, and Brian (bringing along his girlfriend, Anita Pallenberg) set off for Morocco. This is something I’m going to have to go into more detail about another time, but suffice it to say, it ended with Anita leaving Brian for Keith and Brian being stranded in Morocco for about two days.

On May 10, Mick, Keith, and Robert were marched into court where they were formally charged with the aforementioned charges. Mick and Keith decided to plead not guilty, Robert pled guilty, and all three elected to undergo trial by jury. That same day, twelve officers raided Brian’s home, and though he allegedly tried to clean up the place before the coppers arrived, they still managed to find a “purple Moroccan-style wallet” with cannabis in it. Needless to say, Brian and his friend, Prince Stanislaus “Stash” Klossowski were also arrested and charged with drug possession. On June 2, they were formally charged in court and elected to undergo trial by jury. However, Brian decided to plead guilty, a move that would come back to bite him in the ass later on.

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Starting with Mick, Robert, and Keith’s trial, the odds were against them from the very start. For one thing, the judge they were up against, Judge Leslie Allen Block, was notoriously unforgiving. Given that two of the people on trial were Rolling Stones, it quickly became apparent that the people running the show would very much be gunning for long jail sentences. It can also be argued that, since Pilcher knew what press would come if he made some high-profile celebrity arrests and didn’t arrest anyone with a status lower than Donovan, it could easily be argued that he was only making these arrests to gain some serious cred for his task-force. Going back to the original point though, at one point, as Mick’s trial was wrapping up, the judge even told the jury to dispel any notion of reasonable doubt.

The last time I wrote this, that sounded seriously ethically dubious, even considering that the usual phrase here would be “innocent until proven guilty” (though it usually plays out the other way around, it seems). Well, I did eventually ask my mom about it (she’s a paralegal and she knows a thing or two about U.S.A. law), and she said that it would depend on the case and if the reasonable doubt presented was excluded by a previous court order.

Granted, I know that’s dealing with U.S.A. law and that I can’t find anything saying that there was a court order barring reasonable doubt, but I guess that’ll have to do.

In either case, on June 27, Mick was found guilty of illegally possessing Benzedrine (despite the fact that it was purchased legally in Italy), but because Keith’s trial hadn’t begun yet, Mick and Robert were sent to Lewes Prison overnight.

Keith’s trial began in earnest the next day, and Keith really didn’t help his case when he said, “We are not old men. We are not worried about petty morals.” However, the trial remained unfinished at the end of the day, so Mick and Robert (who were being held in a cell under the courtroom) were escorted back to Lewes.

The trial finally came to a close on June 29, and all three of the defendants were summarily sentenced. Mick was sentenced to three months for the aforementioned drug possession charges, Robert was sentenced to six months for heroin possession, and Keith was sentenced to twelve months for allowing cannabis to be smoked in his home. Additionally, all three were fined. Mick was sent to Brixton and Robert and Keith were sent to the notorious Wormwood Scrubs.

By today’s standards, these would definitely be considered harsh sentences, and might not even happen the same way (I’ll save more of these details for the ending). Back then though, surprisingly, there was actually quite a bit of support for the Stones and not just from fans. Even newspapers that had once viciously mocked them, voiced their support. In fact, William Rees-Mogg, a well-known conservative, wrote an article for The Times called “Who Breaks a Butterfly Upon a Wheel” in which he criticized Mick Jagger’s sentence, essentially saying that the only reason he got three months was because of his being a Rolling Stone, and that had he not been, the consequences would have been much less severe, considering he was a first-time offender. The Who also voiced their support for the Stones, saying “The Who consider Mick Jagger and Keith Richards have been treated as scapegoats for the drug problem and as a protest against the grave sentences imposed on them at Chichester yesterday, The Who are issuing today the first of a series of Jagger-Richards songs to keep their work before the public until they are again free to record themselves.” The New Law Journal wrote, “The three-month prison sentence on Jagger for a first offence, and the introduction at this trial of evidence about a girl in a skin rug are two disturbing features of the case.” Some fans even protested outside News of the World’s headquarters, including Keith Moon’s girlfriend (later wife), Kim Kerrigan.

However, there were still some sources who agreed with the judge’s decision. In particular, Charles Curran wrote for the Evening News: “I hold that people who break the law ought to be punished. The law that Jagger and Richards broke is not a trifle either. For it seeks to prevent people from using dangerous drugs for fun... Look at Jagger and Richards. Each of them is a millionaire at twenty-three. How does it come about that they are so rich? Their wealth flows from the fact that they are manufactured pieces of wish-fulfillment... Their lives tend to represent, in reality, what their admirers’ are in fantasy. So as long as the pop idol sticks to bawling and wailing- well, we can put up with that. But once he starts to add drugs to his drivel, society must take immediate note of it.”

The next day, Mick and Keith were released on appeal, and went to appeals court on July 31. Years later, Bill Wyman wrote, “The appeal was on five grounds: (1) That the evidence made a cornerstone of the case by the prosecution was wrongly admitted. The evidence of the girl, her dress or undress, was ‘wholly inadmissible’; (2) That if it was held to be admissible, the evidence should have been excluded by the discretion of the judge, because it was so prejudicial; (3) That the chairman misdirected the jury about what the prosecution had to prove as to the meaning of the word ‘permitting’; (4) That he failed to detail the lack of evidence regarding the knowledge of the cannabis drug; (5) That he failed to put fully the defence to the jury.” Keith’s sentence was completely overturned, while Mick was sentenced to a year’s probation, though he wound up spending another night in jail.

Robert, who ended up serving his full sentence, apparently alleged that everything at Keith’s house that night had been his, and that he’d been taking heroin pills for an upset stomach (sort of like how Kurt Cobain claimed to be on heroin because of a stomach condition that may well have been psychosomatic).

With Brian’s trial, it is important to note that, as I’ve said, he didn’t really take the affair as seriously as he could have, Also, there’s the fact that Allen Klein, in a misguided attempt at trying to protect Brian, told him to stay away from the other Stones as much as possible, which had the effect of isolating Brian from his band even further at a time where he needed them most. In fact, according to Stash (who was later acquitted), “Brian was not OK within a month of us getting busted. I was at Robert Fraser’s apartment when Brian came in, and, much to my horror, he proceeded to hit about twenty objects, banging into the walls and ricocheting across the room like a ping-pong ball. That was the terrible effect of those downers. He took them because he felt alienated, worried, and it was the only way he could isolate himself into some kind of security blanket. It was a one-way street. He had a disaster written in neon lights all over him and none of us could do anything about it.”

In fact, Brian was in such dire straits, he wound up being admitted to the Priory Clinic for psychiatric analysis on July 5, and was discharged as an out-patient on July 12. When his trial finally came around on October 30, he admitted in court to possessing cannabis without authority, but denied that he’d used cocaine or methedrine. His defense pleaded with the judge not to send him to jail, since he’d taken responsibility for the cannabis (the prosecution was more willing to accept that Brian might not have known about the stronger drugs) and that Brian had a nervous breakdown after the arrest and had suffered greatly. In fact, Detective-Sergeant David Patrick said that, while all drugs were serious, the amount of cannabis found was relatively small, and Brian’s psychiatrist said that his client should be hospitalized rather than imprisoned, and that Brian wouldn’t be able to handle prison.

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However, it all came to naught, as the judge, Reginald Seaton, sentenced Brian to three months in jail for cannabis possession, nine months for allowing his home to be used for smoking cannabis to be served concurrently, and a fine, stating, “I have given your case anxious and careful consideration. The offence of being the occupier of premises and allowing them to be used for the purpose of smoking cannabis resin is very serious indeed. This means that people can break the law in comparative privacy and so avoid detection for what is a growing canker in this country at the present moment. No blame attaches to you for the phial of cocaine, but there are people who come to this sort of party and that is how the rot starts, from cannabis to hard drugs. You occupy a position by which you have a large following of youth, and therefore, it behoves you to set an example... Although I am moved by everything I have heard, I would be failing my duty if I did not refer to the seriousness of the offences by passing sentence of imprisonment.” Brian ended up spending the night in Wormwood Scrubs, where, apparently, guards threatened to cut off the long, blonde hair he was so proud of.

Looking at pictures of Brian right after his initial arrest and right after his sentencing, the toll that these proceedings took on his physical and mental health becomes quite clear.

As with Mick and Keith’s sentences, Brian’s conviction caused an uproar. Eight people were arrested as a peaceful protest practically turned into a riot, including Mick’s brother, Chris. In addition, The Daily Sketch wrote, “...dishing out a nine-month sentence is as likely to turn a pop star into a martyr as to deter his fans. Besides, if the Appeal Court later reduces or quashes a harsh sentence, as happened in the case of Jagger, the authority of the law is lessened.” Similarly, The Sun (yes, the same guys who botched their coverage the Hillsborough Disaster and got largely banned from Liverpool) wrote, “Such a sentence, far from convincing young people that cannabis (hemp) is harmful, is too likely to make a martyr of this wretched young man and invest it with false glamour.”

Brian, though shaken, was released the next day on appeal. What helped his case, though, was when Judge Block made a rather tactless statement: “We did our best, your fellow countrymen, I, and my fellow magistrates, to cut these Stones down to size, but alas, it was not to be, because the Court of Criminal Appeal let them roll free.”

Though Block later claimed he was being sarcastic, Les Perrin issued a statement of his own: “In view of Brian Jones being on bail it seems deplorable that a member of the judiciary should so contravene the normally accepted practice in a case being sub judice, as to joke and poke fun. He made an unprecedented observation both on the trial he conducted at Chichester, and the subsequent findings of the Court of Criminal Appeal. Is this the kind of justice Brian expects? Is this man typical of those who hold the title, the high and esteemed office to try and sentence people? How can the public believe, in the light of this utterance by Judge Block, that the Rolling Stones can get an unbiased hearing? His statement smacks of pre-judgement, a getting-together, ‘to cut the Stones down to size’ because of who they are. It is a pity that he did not observe the ethics of sub judice in a like manner to Mr Jagger, Mr Richards, Mr Jones by remaining silent.”

At the appeal on December 12, Brian’s doctors again said that he had become potentially suicidal as a result of the trial, and its effect on his mental health. When all was said and done, his sentence was reduced to three years’ probation under the condition that he pay a £1,000 fine and that he receive psychiatric help, with the judge saying, “Remember, this is a degree of mercy which the court has shown. It’s not a let-off.”

Later on, Stash would note, “An artist can be hounded into a state in which his mental health will deteriorate and that’s what happened to Brian, I’m sure. I was very angry and blamed the authorities, but ultimately, an individual has to blame himself.”

On December 14, Brian’s chauffeur found him collapsed in his flat and called 999. After an hour, Brian walked out, against doctors’ orders that he should stay overnight. He went straight to the Priory Clinic, and the next day, went in to the dentist to get two teeth pulled due to having a raging toothache. Brian later said that the collapse had been a reaction to the trial.

And even so, that is not where the story ends, though I honestly wish it did. On May 21, police showed up at Brian’s door again, this time being led by Detective-Sergeant Robin Constable. Once again, police found cannabis, and Brian was utterly distraught, saying such things as “This can’t happen again, just when we’re getting on our feet”, “Why do I always get bugged?”, and “Why do you always have to pick on me?”

Speculation exists to this day that this second search was a carefully orchestrated plant, but whether or not it was will likely never be known for certain.

While the substance was taken away for testing, Brian found himself being dragged to the courthouse shortly before 10 AM. You can probably imagine the press had a field day, and by this point, Brian was completely mentally drained.

Brian appeared in court on June 11, 1968, where this time, he pled not guilty to the charges of cannabis possession. By this time, there was a new procedure under the Criminal Justice Act, preventing the need for evidence to be given in detail in court (which was a provision that hadn’t been present the first time around). Brian also elected to once again undergo trial by jury.

Brian’s second trial occurred on September 26, 1968. He was also looking very sickly; his skin was pale, he’d gained weight, and the bags under his eyes were more pronounced now than at any other time in his life. Brian was charged with illegally possessing 144 grains of cannabis, and once again, he entered a plea of not guilty. Brian’s defense was that he’d been staying in the flat that actress Joanna Pettet had moved out of just two hours before while a house that he’d recently purchased was being decorated. Pettet later claimed that she’d left the ball of wool there, but denied any knowledge of the cannabis found inside it. Brian also claimed to have been receiving medical treatment since the last trial, and his doctor said, “Nothing suggested to me that Jones was playing around cannabis. If I put a reefer cigarette by this young man, he would run a mile.”

Chairman Reginald Seaton (the same guy at Brian’s first trial) in his last address to the jury said that the burden of proof should rest with the police, considering that all that was found in Brian’s flat was the cannabis, but no evidence that it had been smoked. Despite this though, the jury returned 45 minutes later to pronounce Brian guilty. Luckily for him, Seaton took pity on him, only giving him a fine, stating, “I think this was a lapse and I don’t want to interfere with the probation order that already applies to this man. I am going to fine you according to your means. You must keep clear of this stuff. You really must watch your step. You will be fined £50 with 100 guineas [£105] costs. For goodness sake, don’t get into trouble again or you really will be in serious trouble.”

Of this second trial, Brian himself later said, “When the jury announced the guilty verdict, I was sure I was going to jail for at least a year. It was such a wonderful relief when I heard I was only going to be fined. I’m happy to be free. It’s wonderful. This summer has been one long worry to me. Someone planted the drug in my flat, but I don’t know who. I will state till my death that I did not commit this offence.”

The rest, as most would say, is history. Brian continued to spiral out of control, losing interest in the Stones until he was eventually fired on June 8, 1969, and replaced by Mick Taylor. Twenty-five days later, Brian drowned in his backyard swimming pool at the tender age of 27, becoming one of the first members of what would eventually be dubbed the “27 Club.”

I do have a theory that Brian’s death was primarily caused by sleeping pills and alcohol, maybe even some combination of heart failure, liver failure, and/or undiagnosed epilepsy exacerbated by the side-effects of some of the drugs he was allegedly prescribed right before his death, but that, dear readers, is another story.

Meanwhile, the Stones are still rolling and Mick and Keith are still alive (obviously), the latter of whom celebrated his 76th birthday while I was writing this, by some miracle.

While I was unable to ascertain whether using one’s home for drug abuse still carried the steep penalties it did in 1967, I was able to find UK law regarding drug possession. Sentencing largely depends on the quantity of the drug and whether or not there was an intent to sell, but amphetamines and cannabis can still land you with a fine and a jail sentence of up to five years.

If there is a silver lining to be found in this whole mess, Pilcher was eventually found guilty of perjury (though not for possibly planting dope on rock stars), and was himself sentenced to four years in prison for claiming a drug smuggler was innocent and had served with the police (not true in the slightest, as he was actually caught red-handed in the act of selling).

What can I say? Karma’s a bitch.

Sources: https://www.gov.uk/penalties-drug-possession-dealing http://www.timeisonourside.com/chron1968.html http://timeisonourside.com/chron1967.html https://stewarthomesociety.org/blog/archives/1813 https://groovyhistory.com/sgt-pilcher-stories-narc-arrested-mick-jagger-john-lennon-keith-richards-george-harrison https://www.rollingstone.com/music/music-news/inside-allen-kleins-role-in-1967-jagger-richards-drug-bust-43267/ https://wbig.iheart.com/featured/lisa-berigan/content/2017-07-05-rolling-stones-jagger-remembers-drug-arrest/ https://dangerousminds.net/comments/simon_wells_the_great_rolling_stones_drugs_bust https://rulefortytwo.com/secret-rock-knowledge/chapter-11/redlands/ http://www.rockonrockmusic.com/the-redlands-police-raid-jagger-keith-richards-jailed-for-drugs/ http://blog.bathroomwall.com/police-raid-keith-richards-redlands-home-in-sussex-for-drugs/ https://www.nme.com/photos/the-great-rolling-stones-drug-bust-1402298 Faithfull: An Autobiography by Marianne Faithfull Stone Alone by Bill Wyman Life by Keith Richards Brian Jones: The Untold Life and Mysterious Death of a Legend by Laura Jackson Brian Jones: The Making of the Rolling Stones by Paul Trynka https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Norman_Pilcher https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robert_Fraser_(art_dealer)

#the rolling stones #keith richards #mick jagger #brian jones #i've said it before and i'll say it again #this whole trial was stupid #and i'm still partially blaming semolina pilchard for what happened to brian #not entirely though #i'm way too technical #and this ended up being longer than the original #by a lot #rock and roll #storytime

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prthrive19 · 5 years ago

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Problem Child

Participants, you are required to defend why your candidate is the best candidate for the US Presidency for the elections in 2024.

Participants will be required to send in a video and convince us about your candidate. Task at hand:

As the PROs of the candidate, you will have to defend your candidate in the form of a 2-3 minute video. The video will entail your defence and PR strategies for the candidate allotted. There is no report required for this task.

Candidate allotment list:

1.Dan Bilzerian : NEX1,7,13,19,25

2. David Duke : NEX 2,8,14,20,26

3. Alex Jones: NEX 3,9,15,21,27

4. Kid Rock: NEX 4,10,16,22,28

5. Ann Coulter: NEX 5,11,17,23,29

6. Mel Gibson: NEX 6,12,18,24,30

Submission for this task in the form of a 2- 3 minute video is at 19:30 (7:30pm) on Saturday 16th Nov to [email protected]

The next task shall be updated right after the deadline to this task is over.

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chorusfm · 1 year ago

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Albums in Stores – Sep 15th, 2023

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Little Jones 02

Pairing: Sweet Pea x Reader

Fandom: Riverdale

Warning: Language

Just a reminder this is a slow burn

Part 01

At Pop’s diner teens filled the booths. Jughead and Betty sat opposite of each other their hands laced together as they wait for their burgers and milkshakes. In the opposite corner, Cheryl sat with Josie and Kevin. Reggie and a few other football players filled the stools at the counter bar. Veronica and Archie sat side by side their heads dipped in and they were whispering to each other.

The door to the diner burst open. All heads swiveled to see what the commotion was. Sweet Pea came barging in with Toni and Fangs hot on his heels. They scanned the diner until the found what they were looking for. Jughead stared at them already knowing why they were here. With his friends in tow, Sweet Pea stalked across the diner over to where Jughead and Betty sat.

“Is it true, Jug?” Sweet Pea asked.

“Sit down and be quiet,” Jughead hissed.

Betty slid over so Toni could join her. Fangs sat nex to Jughead leaving Sweet Pea to kneel at the end of the table. The five of them leaned in close so their voices wouldn’t carry across the diner.

“Yes, it’s true Y/n is home,” Jughead said.

Betty noticed a look of relief washed over all three of their faces.

“When can we see her?” Toni asked.

“Soon, my dad and her got in late last night and then this morning they were heading to Riverdale High to enroll her,” Jughead explained.

“Does she know what’s going on?” Fangs asked.

Jughead shook his head. “Dad didn’t want to tell her and neither will you guys. If she finds out then we’ll deal with it, but we don’t want to get her worked up,”

“But if your dad is enrolling her at Riverdale High won’t she know something is up?” Fangs asked.

“Right now all Y/n knows is that Southside is closed for now. She doesn’t know about the prison or anything else. We want to keep it that way for as long as we can,” Jughead said.

“One day at Riverdale High and she’ll know, Jug. Won’t that make things worse if you don’t tell her?” Toni asked.

Jughead sighed.

“What Jughead isn’t telling you is that Y/n got into quite a bit of trouble living with her mom. She’s still bruised up and FP told her no more gang-related stuff until she heals,” Betty spoke up.

“Y/n got hurt in a fight?” Sweet Pea asked between clenched teeth.

“Before you drive off to defend my sister’s honor, Y/n got in a few good punches herself. Three of the opposite gang members landed in the hospital as well,” Jughead explained.

“That’s my girl,” Sweet Pea said with a smile.

Fangs rolled his eyes at his friend.

“So we are basically supposed to walk on eggshells around her?” Toni asked.

“For now, dad doesn’t want her involved at all, but we all know Y/n, she’s going to fight for the Southside just like the rest of us,” Jughead answered.

“Fine, we’ll keep tight lip around her. When can we come over to see her?” Fangs asked.

Betty could tell that the three of them really cared for Y/n and Southside vs Riverdale problems aside the three serpents in front of her just wanted to see their friend. Jughead glanced over to Betty and Betty nodded her head. She knew that her boyfriend wanted to help his dad by keeping his sister out of it but refusing to let her see her friends wasn’t going to help.

“Get a booth and order lunch. Once my date with Betty is over the five of us can go back and see her, okay?” Jughead said.

Betty noticed the way Toni’s eyes lit up.

“Great! Come on boys,” Toni said.

The three serpents left Jughead and Betty to their date and dropped down into their own booth. Pops came over to deliver their food. Jughead quickly popped a fry into his mouth.

“They love your sister, Jug,” Betty spoke softly.

“I know,” Jughead replied.

“Do you really think not telling her what is going on is the best? Won’t she get upset because you and FP didn’t tell her?” Betty asked him.

Jughead lost his appetite for the burger in front of him.

“You saw her, Betty. You saw how badly beaten she was. This is her home. Just like it’s mine, and Toni’s, and Sweets and Fangs. She will throw herself into the middle of this. She just came home I don’t want her to feel like she has to be apart of this,” Jughead explained.

“And don’t you think that it should be her decision? If she loves the Southside as much you guys do, don’t you think she has the right to fight for it as well?” Betty asked.

Jughead eyed his girlfriend.

“What’s up with you? I didn’t think you’d want her to be involved either,” Jug asked.

Betty sighed. “After you fell back asleep this morning Y/n and I talked. She doesn’t know exactly what is going on, but she can tell that there is something bothering you and FP. She’s glad to be home Jug and if she finds out that the Lodges want to take that away from her she has the right to try and stop it as well,”

Jughead eyed Betty.

“I knew you two would be good friends,” He finally said.

Betty gave him a soft smile.

“With everything going on with Veronica our friendship is tainted. I can only trust Cheryl as far as I can throw her, but your sister? There’s something about her. Sure she scares the absolute shit out of me, but I like her,” Betty admitted

Jughead laughed.

Silence fell over the teens as they ate their lunch in peace. After a while, Jughead could feel the others staring at them. Sighing, Jughead left money on top of the bill before sliding out of the booth. Once Betty was standing next to him, Jug took her hand in his and motioned for the other serpents to follow him.

In front of the Jones’ trailer, Jughead looked back at the other three teens.

“You guys gonna come in or just gonna stand there all day?” Jughead asked.

Jughead opened the door and called for his sister. As Sweet Pea, Toni, and Fangs entered the trailer Y/n came out from her bedroom. A huge smile filled her face when she saw the other serpents. Her friends knew better to say anything to her about the black eye and other bruises they saw.

“I was wondering when you three were going to bless me with your presence,” she said.

Toni was the first one to break apart and gather Y/n up for a hug. Y/n laughed and squeezed Toni extra tight.

“Cheryl Blossom, really?” Y/n asked.

Toni blushed. “Yeah,”

Y/n only kissed her friend on the forehead. “If you’re happy then I’m happy,”

Fangs was next nudging Toni out of the way. He gathered Y/n up in a huge bear hug and swung her around.

“God, I’ve missed you,” He said.

Y/n stood there basking in the warmth of Fangs.

“I’ve missed you too, Fangs,” Y/n said.

Finally, after Fangs put her down Sweet Pea and Y/n made eye contact. This was the moment they both were waiting for. The two best friends were finally reunited. Sweet Pea felt a lump at the back of his throat, but he pushed it down before taking several strides across the room before engulfing her in a huge bone-crushing hug.

“Don’t you ever leave me again,” Sweet Pea whispered to her low enough that nobody else could hear.

“I promise,” She whispered back.

Pulling away, Y/n looked up at Sweet Pea.

“A neck tattoo, really?” She asked with a shake of her head.

“A neck tattoo is a classic,” He replied.

“Classically trashy,” She commented.

Toni and Betty both laughed at that remark.

“Shut up,” Sweet Pea growled.

“And what is this I hear you gave my brother an extra hard time when he first joined the serpents?” Y/n asked.

Sweet Pea looked back at Jug.

“You told her?” Sweet Pea asked.

“If anybody can keep you in line it’s her so of course, I tattled on you,” Jughead teased.

Sweet Pea sighed.

“Speaking of that, Y/n, when can we finally initiate you the proper way?” Fangs asked.

Y/n glanced over at her twin.

“Well big brother?” She asked.

Jughead groaned inwardly. “Can’t we just enjoy the fact that you’re home now and deal with that at a later time? Remember no gang-related stuff for a while,”

“Fine, I’ll let it go for now, but just know that this isn’t over,” Y/n said.

“No problem, we can discuss it later,” Jughead said.

Y/n jumped up and sat on the edge of the counter. She eyed everyone carefully. Betty gave her a knowing smile before she returned her attention to the serpents.

“So who is going to be the one to fill me in on what’s going on around here?” Y/n asked.

Slowly, the serpents looked at each other and then over to their leader, Jughead.

“Y/n,” Jughead began.

“Don’t tell me that it can wait for another day. Don’t you dare lie to me and tell me that nothing is wrong. I was only in that godforsaken school for fifteen minutes this morning and I heard enough whispering. So I’ll ask again, what is going on?” She asked.

“Fine, just know that dad doesn’t want you to know or to be involved,” Jughead began.

“Let me handle dad, spill,” Y/n ordered.

“We might as well sit and get comfortable,” Jughead said plopping down in the recliner.

Betty quickly dropped down into his lap leaning back against him. Toni and Fangs curled up next to each other. Betty watched as Y/n made herself comfortable on one of the couch that Sweet Pea quickly sat next to her and slung his arm over her shoulders.

Betty noted that she would have to ask Jughead if he knew that Sweet Pea was head over heels in love with his sister. She also could see Y/n relax against Sweet Pea as if she belonged right by his side.

Together the four serpents took turns filling Y/n in about everything that has happened. From Jason Blossom’s murder, to FP being forced to take the fall, Clifford Blossom being behind everything, the Jingle Jangle problem, the black hood, and the biggest evil of them all, the Lodges.

Betty could see the anger seeping into Y/n. She noticed the way she became tense as her brother and the other serpents spoke. Betty could see the determination settle on her shoulders. Y/n was a Jones and she was most definitely a serpent. Betty concluded that she herself had nothing to worry about Y/n Jones, but Riverdale and the Lodges? They might want to start running the opposite way because the little Jones was going to save her home and she didn’t care who she brought down with her.

#Sweet Pea #Sweet Pea x Reader #Jughead Jones #Betty Cooper #fangs fogarty #Toni Topas #Riverdale #insert reader #slow burn #multi chapter

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