#Judy Garland: Come Rain or Come Shine

[moineauz]

જ⁀ 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 , hsr men !

side comments: i love old jazzy tunes or old songs in general. i usually don't do this kind of fic but i wanted to try something new.

extra: gn reader, fluff, all hsr men except yanqing & misha word count: 434

Other arms reach out to me Other eyes smile tenderly Still in peaceful dreams I see The road leads back to you. 𝐆𝐄𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐈𝐀 𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃 / Ray Charles

Despite age the two of you bustle about; committing your duties be it work or another passion. Perhaps either of you transverse the cosmos. However, when Twilight's wings gingerly take you under its folds, the two of you melt into one like candle wax dripping down its holder. No matter what path each of you treads- you are bound no matter the state. Thus, under the duvet covers and the unspoken lullabies of the night, he presses kisses on your wrinkled eyes like gemstones while slowly caressing your furrowed hand with a gentleness only matched by the lightness of a feather and the warmth of a beating heart. It is instinctive like blinking, like drawing air into the lungs. Rest now in silence for neither of you needed to say a word, another day will come and nights of blossoming devotion will echo into eternity.

𝐆𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐆𝐇𝐄𝐑 . Dan Heng . 𝐃𝐑 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎 . 𝐋𝐔𝐎𝐂𝐇𝐀 . Gepard . 𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐀𝐍 . 𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈 . Blade . 𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐓 . + any of your favourites

Just one look at you My heart grew tipsy in me You and you alone Bring out the Gypsy in me I love all the many charms about you Above all, I want my arms about you 𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 / Judy Garland

Your limbs might not take you far now, but he'll twirl you in the air like a star and tease you until your cheeks ache from laughter. The glimmer and shine of that first date still trails behind the two of you: stardust in the wind, wings that seldom break. You two still share that hidden kiss in public and search for treasures amongst a sea of rust. Giddy and unfettered, the two of you are like birds spinning in the air; chasing each other in fits of uncontrolled laughter. Blush still brushing against your sagging cheeks and the tipsyness of a night still young, his own heart enthralled as the first time he met you. The throng can stare if they want; asking why not sit down? Would you like some help? That's fine, he'll still banter and pursue adoration as if it's not already tucked in his arms. Because despite his gradually wilting eyes and worn-out knees, he'll still bow down and press his head against your stomach, whispering, "mine."

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐋 . Argenti . 𝐉𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐔𝐀𝐍 . 𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐎 . 𝐋𝐔𝐊𝐀 . Gallager . 𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐄 . + any of your favourites

At last My love has come along My lonely days are over And life is like a song 𝐀𝐓 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 / Etta James

The two of you have mellowed over the years, lost some hair and found comfort in blue skies, the pit pat of rain and sand between your toes. Perhaps the two of you find a house in the countryside or build a home on a distant planet found in cup boards and the warmth of an oven. Perhaps you settle under the blanket of the universe; allowing your eyes to trace the sun inching down the walls of your shared home. The two of you spend your days lying languidly on the couch, days drifting into melodies spent well and arms entangled as one. He never would've thought that his heart could slow and his soul mellow like a distant breeze. His eyes drifted towards your figure, a pleasant smile reaching his lips.

𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐄 . Welt . Gepard . 𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐄 . Dr. Ratio . 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 . 𝐃𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐆 . Jing Yuan . Luocha . + any of your favourites

masterlist.

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

Song of the Day - “Come Rain or Come Shine”

Today is the birthday of this fantastic song.

On March 30th, 1946, the Broadway show “St. Louis Woman” opened.

The musical’s tunes were written by Harold Arlen and Johnny Mercer and the gem of the bunch was “Come Rain or Come Shine”.

In the show, this song was delivered by Ruby Hill and Harold Nicholas, sung as a duet.

The musical didn’t do that great, but this song rose up and became one of the most popular and most-recorded jazz standards of the era…

My dad had a big swing jazz band, and for a while, the lead singer was Jane Barbe, who is legendary for also being the voice that told you what time it was …”… at the tone, the time will be…”

I would sit in on all of the rehearsals and any recording sessions in the studio, and I idolized Jane like mad… so I learned this song at age five and tried to belt it out in my room the way Jane could…

Of the hundreds of covers, I suppose, after Jane with my dad and his band, Billie Holiday would get my vote as best.

Ray Charles is pretty phenomenal with this song too.

I think Judy Garland would’ve owned this one but for having the most god-awful arrangement of it that anyone could ever devise - with really fast bongo drums…

Dinah Washington is right up there.

Just a gorgeous tune....

[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gM6RQxVmGEI]

[Thanks Mary Elaine LeBey]

[launching-a-thousand-ships]

Your Kurt art is amazing. And i want to read your clothing analysis. Plus your list of songs for him!

Aww thank you so much! Yeah, the Kurt Fashion took over my life while I procrastinated school, but it was so fun.

As to the songs, some are specific to plots of fic I started writing, but some are ones I just think would suit his voice well, esp with a jazzier style (tbh anything sang by Judy Garland lol). I'll put the list under the cut bc it's a bit long oops

These are basically all Garland except the first:

Lollipops and Roses

Mr. Monotony (there is a deleted clip of Will and Sue doing this but who cares, Kurt would rock it)

The Man that got away

I Ain't Got Nobody

Down With Love

Old Devil Moon

Come Rain or Come Shine

Puttin on the ritz

My Intuition

Lose that Long Face

And then Broadway:

Funny Honey (from Cabaret, he'd be so good at that style)

Beggin (not really Broadway, but I saw Jersey Boys first so...)

If I Only Had a Heart (imagine him singing this in his silver suit... esp later seasons when he's mastered bottling his emotions... oof)

Happy to Keep His Dinner Warm (idk, this gives me late s5 Kurt vibes when all his friends were doing stuff and he felt behind)

Any Orpheus song from Hadestown (tbh think he'd be great in this role, once he's on Broadway)

Also think he'd do great as Jean-Michel in La Cage aux Folles, would have loved that

What's the Use of Wonderin (from Carousel)

Finishing the Hat (Sunday in the Park with George, I feel like he'd perform it well)

There's others I'm def forgetting... wish he sang more Britney and Gaga obvs... but yeah. Basically wish he got to sing more (and better? bc sometimes they gave him songs that didn't show off his talent as much as they could've)

[inherentparasite]

JUDY GARLAND: 'COME RAIN OR COME SHINE'. WAS SHE LIKE THIS AT CARNEGIE HALL?

fav comments:

-Just imagine if the Carnegie Hall concert was recorded full-out on videotape like this. And this arrangement of "Come Rain.." is, at the very least, ambitious: a much faster tempo, aggressive brass and bongos, etc. And Judy doesn't just rise to the occasion, she attacks. By the 3rd minute of the song she's in full bloom: using the arms, stabbing the air for emphasis on certain notes, and on the last "shiiiiine," she surprises even herself. A stunning performance.

-She's so in command, and at home there. And her camera technique is phenomenal. Plus, she's so open to her surroundings, and so completely present, that as a viewer I get that thrilling feeling that anything could happen up there.

-This was someone who was 100% on top of her game...and then for this song notched it up to 300%.....I really don't think she thought she would be this good.  She nailed that last note....one of those rare occurences where you're already "that good," but your voice just catches that wave and rides to a crescendo that staggers....

-Just look at the shear determination in her face at 3:05 She was channeling something deep, very deep to be able to finish the song as she did.  I absolutely love the look of shock in her face as she says "oh my goodness" as if she were watching it, in awe, along with us.  Never has there been anyone better and there never will.

[radiografiastravbestiales]

Lipsync #1

Come Rain Or Come Shine Interpretada por: Judy Garland Compositores: Harold Arlen, Johnny Mercer Producida por: Nelson Riddle 1946

[avatar-state-kate]

I thought my roommate was out, but actually she was in her room listening to me belt along to my Judy Garland record

[rocgod]

It was 50 years ago today Judy Garland died

I didnt even know her and I miss her, my favorite singer. Here is a short vid I made awhile back of her belting it out.

[rachelradio]

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[mrsmarymorstan]

ANS Rare Pair Week Day 1: Nostalgia featuring Kiki and Shirayuki! What's the ship name? Kikiyuki? Regardless, have some Saphics and some 30s/40s classics!

Bella Notte - Peggy Lee || La Vie En Rose - Louis Armstrong || Secret Love - Doris Day || Moon Flowers - Peggy Lee || Come Rain or Shine - Margret Whiting || Oh Lady Be Good - Ella Fitzgerald || They Can't Take That Away - Frank Sinatra || It Had To Be You - Jo Stafford || St Therese of the Roses - Malcolm Vaughan || For Me and My Gal - Judy Garland, Gene Kelly

[onestowatch]

Every Song Featured in Euphoria Season 2, Episode 2

Photo: HBO

*SPOILERS AHEAD FOR EUPHORIA SEASON 2, EPISODE 2*

Euphoria Season Two, Episode Two, "Out of Touch," was just as chaotic and shocking as its premiere. This episode was full of secrets, fantasy sequences, and storylines full of drama, leaving fans, or at least me anyway, with their jaws on the floor already wanting more.

This week's episode continues to deliver a carefully curated soundtrack that moves the story forward. Below is the playlist for (almost) every song featured on "Out Of Touch." Enjoy!

"Live or Die" by Lil Xan and Noah Cyrus: Nate fantasizes about Cassie and the life they could have together.

"I've Never Felt So Alone" by Labrinth: Nate wakes up from his coma. Rue smiles at Jules in the hallway on the first day of school after the New Year.

"Come Rain or Shine" by Judy Garland: Maddy tries on a closet full of designer clothes while babysitting Theo.

"Do What You Want, Be What You Are" by Hall & Oates: Plays in the background while Ethan hangs out with Kat in her room.

"Haunted" by Laura Les: Lexi rides her bike to meet Fezco at the gas station.

"Right Down The Line" by Gerry Rafferty: This song makes its second appearance in season two; this time, it plays when Rue ditches dinner with Jules to do drugs with Elliot.

"She Brings the Rain" by Can: Rue bikes around the neighborhood and sees Cassie run over to Nate's truck. Maddy does her makeup and calls Nate and Cassie, who ignore her calls.

"Return of the Mack" by Mark Morrison: Maddy laments to Jules about how she thinks she'll never find love without darkness in it.

"Blue Monk" by Thelonious Monk: Ali drives Rue home after the NA meeting and talks about jazz.

“Understand Me” an unreleased song by Labrinth: Plays out during the closing credits.

[dumbbitchhour]

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[thedevilsrain]

i have a stomachache its 2am and come rain or come shine by judy garland is stuck in my head which doesnt hwlo the surreality of my situation

[drenchedinmoonlite]

D, S, T

D- did you get your first kiss?

nope! I’m hoping someday, though~ fuck I wanna kiss you so bad it hurts haly sheit

S- song you last listened to

Come Rain or Come Shine by Judy Garland

T- time you woke up

oh I woke up at like 7:30am or something (gotta wake up early for virtual school unfortunately 😔)

[sparkliingdust]

 I’m not sure who I follow and posted this, but it looked fun to try. I wish I could give credit!! Rules: only using song titles from one artist/band, answer the questions

Band/artist: Judy Garland

What’s your gender? “Over the Rainbow”

How are you feeling?  “If Love Were All”

If you could go anywhere? “A Foggy Day in London Town”

Favourite mode of transportation? “Fly Me To The Moon”

Your best friend? “I Can’t Give Anything But Love”

Favourite time of the day? “Come Rain or Come Shine”

If your life was a tv show? “I’m Always Chasing Rainbows”

Relationship status? “By Myself”

Tagging anyone who thinks this might also be fun to get our mind off things

[vintagevalentinex]

Please

Alright so here is the sequel to Smile!  For a while I was really struggling to figure out how to write a continuation of that story because I really wanted to.  I had two ideas in my head, and knew that both were probably going to play out anyway, so I just started writing and here we are.  I hope you all like it!

I used two songs in this story as my inspiration.  The first is The Man That Got Away sung by Judy Garland.  You can hear that here.

The second song I used is Thank You by Led Zeppelin.  You can hear that here.

I strongly encourage that you listen to the songs so you get an idea of the mood of the story!

Let me know if you want a third story.  I already have something loosely in mind! :)

@bovaria

@icecream-and-winchesters​

@abaddonwithyall​

Title: Please Author: vintagevalentinexx Words: ~1660 Pairing: (Dean x Reader) Warnings: Angst.  A smidgen of fluff.  And then more angst.

You tidied up a little in your small apartment, clad only in a tanktop and panties, just about ready to turn in for the night when you hear a knock at the door.  You furrow your eyebrows.  Who the hell is knocking at this time of night.  I don’t even know anybody in this bumblefuck of a town.  You grab your gun off the coffee table, taking quiet steps towards the door, cursing everything as you wish you had a peephole on the door.  Great, I guess I’ll just wing it.  Gun in one hand, you pull the door open wide, gun cocked right in the knocker’s face.  It takes you a moment, but you finally lower your weapon, eyes full of confusion and sadness.

“How did you find me?” …. …. …. “Hello, sweetheart.”  

The night is bitter, The stars have lost their glitter; The winds grow colder And suddenly you’re older - And all because of the man that got away.

No more his eager call, The writing’s on the wall; The dreams you dreamed have all Gone astray.

You stand there unspeaking, unable to form any words, your mind racing a million miles an hour, wondering how on earth Dean could have found you.  You deliberately covered your tracks, trying to get off the grid and off of the hunter’s network as much as possible.  Clearly your hard work was in vain because in front of you were those gorgeous, forest green eyes that you thought you’d never see again.

Dean shifted his weight from one foot to the other, his eyes slowly taking you in.  It had been so long since he’d seen you, been with you, that he couldn’t help himself as his eyes slowly raked over your form.  You were so beautiful.  And it wasn’t just because he could never take your eyes off of you when you wore those particular pair of jeans.  It was because of the way you smiled, the way you twirled your hair between your fingers when you were bored, the way your laugh twinkled in his ear.  There were so many beautiful things about you, but you were still one of the fiercest hunters he’d ever met.  You were predatory and aggressive while you hunted; that would never be debated, but the way you moved, you stalked elegantly and graceful, almost feline in your approach.

It was mesmerizing.  And he was completely captivated by you.

The man that won you Has gone off and undone you. That great beginning Has seen the final inning. Don’t know what happened. It’s all a crazy game! No more that all-time thrill, For you’ve been through the mill - And never a new love will Be the same.

He chewed on his lip as he waited for you to say something.  Anything.  You continued to look at him, still in shock that he was standing right in front of you.

Dean’s eyes finally met your own.

“So…uh…ya gonna let me in?”

And you slammed the door in his face.

You leaned back against the door, knowing that he was still there, a loud groan signaling his presence.

“C’mon (Y/N) don’t be like that!  At least talk to me.”

You rolled your eyes, taking a deep breath, everything that you and Dean shared rushing back to you.  You tried to blink away a few stray tears, biting the side of your finger, otherwise you know a sob would escape past your lips.

Why did he have to show up?  It’s hard enough dealing with this alone every day.  Doesn’t he know how hard this is for me?!

“Please…Please, (Y/N).  At least say something.”

Good riddance, good-bye! Ev'ry trick of his you’re on to. But, fools will be fools - And where’s he gone to?

The road gets rougher, It’s lonelier and tougher. With hope you burn up - Tomorrow he may turn up. There’s just no letup the live-long night and day!

You continued to stare there, trying to slow down the rapid beating of your heart.  You pressed the back of your head to the door, closing your eyes, everything from the past couple of months brought back to the front of your mind.  There was no denying that you missed him.  You had thought it would get easier as time went on, but you were finding that it was actually becoming more and more difficult without him.  The day you left it was as if you left a part of yourself in that bunker, somewhere between the cheeseburgers and the ancient books of lore is where it resided.  It was somewhere in the garage, lingering in the impala, and on the old speakers that Dean and you rigged up to dance like idiots all through the bunker.  

You fought a smile, shaking your head, knowing that being with him again meant more pain, being ignored, and loud, boisterous fights.  Could he change?  Would he ever be different?  Could he be different for me?

“Please, (Y/N).  Don’t tell me that you can’t remember a single time when we were happy!”

It was a chilly late September night when Dean practically abducted you out of the bunker to take a ride with him. (“Where are we going, Dean?  I have a lot of work to get done in the library.  Can’t we just go back to the bunker?”  “Live a little, (Y/N), you’re becoming a little too attached to that library.  Can’t have you turning into a girl version of Sammy.”)

He wouldn’t tell you where you were going so you just leaned your head on the window of the impala, smiling to yourself as you listened to Dean sing off-key to a Led Zeppelin song:

If the sun refused to shine, I would still be loving you. When mountains crumble to the sea, there will still be you and me.

Kind woman, I give you my all, Kind woman, nothing more.

Little drops of rain whisper of the pain, tears of loves lost in the days gone by. My love is strong, with you there is no wrong, together we shall go until we die. My, my, my. An inspiration is what you are to me, inspiration, look… see.

And so today, my world it smiles, your hand in mine, we walk the miles, Thanks to you it will be done, for you to me are the only one. Happiness, no more be sad, happiness….I’m glad. If the sun refused to shine, I would still be loving you. When mountains crumble to the sea, there will still be you and me.

He would look at you every so often, singing the lyrics to you while you giggled, his hand ever so present on your knee as the both of you drove into the night.   After what seemed like at least an hour of driving, Dean had finally pulled over onto the side of the road, looking at you and waggling his eyebrows before he drove the impala into the field beside the highway.  You looked at him inquisitively and all you got in return was one of his shit-eating smirks that drove you crazy.  You rolled your eyes as you watched him get out of the car to rifle around in the trunk.  He finally came around to your side, wrenching your door open so you were blasted with the chill of the night.  He produced a blanket that you were about to snatch from him but he moved it out of your reach, taking your hand into his as he pulled you around to the front of the car.

You huffed at him, Dean chuckling under his breath as he laid the blanket out on the hood of the car, turning to you and picking you up by your hips, depositing you onto the hood.  He climbed up beside you, shrugging his jacket off to drape it around your shoulders, pulling you close to the heat of his body.

“This is all I need.  You and Baby.”

“Who are you talking to, Dean?  Me or the car?”

He chuckled.  “What could be better?  My baby on top of Baby.  This is the life.””

You rolled your eyes, your lips parting into a smile.

“You’re an idiot.”

“But I’m yours.”

“Please, (Y/N).  Just let me know you’re there.”  His voice sounded strangled, the way you know it sounded when he was trying to choke back tears.

“Please…”

You shook your head, holding yourself, your arms wrapped around your body as you blinked back a few more tears, knowing that this was the best for the both of you.  He just didn’t know it yet, but you knew eventually that he would understand that you were doing something for the both of you.  You were trying to be strong for the both of you so he could save the world like he always had to.  He did not need you as another thing to worry about in his life, and it was hard enough to be with him during the good times.

As you went to go throw on a pair of pajama bottoms your heart began to race, all of the memories too overwhelming to stop thinking about.  Maybe you were wrong.  Maybe you should just hear him out.  It was kind of a dick move to leave him at the door like that. As your hand reached the doorknob, your heart race, not knowing what to expect, not knowing what kind of outcome this was going to have.  Hopefully you could just get him out of your system if you heard him out and saw him one last time.

You turned the knob, pulling the door open, mumbling something about how he could come inside if he wanted to.

Ever since this world began There is nothing sadder than A one-man woman looking for The man that got away…. The man that got away.

But he was gone.

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