#anti juke

[secretly-of-course]

not gonna lie the amount I liked juke has really plummeted since the news they were supposed to be endgame 😬

[kikikiwi27498]

op here i absolutely agree! i was specifically talking about kenny ortega's recent comments where he said that if jatp had been renewed, julie and luke would be endgame and have kids together

(re this post and my tags on it)

I see! I think I misunderstood - yeah, I agree. I was more...trying to find some explanation for not having the boys cross over, which I assume is what would have happened if Kenny Ortega and Co were planning a one and done show. I used to be Team Juke (or at least indifferent, I'm really only committed to Willex), but now, especially after reading Tabi (@catoptrific)'s analysis here, I have some questions. I'm certainly not here to yuck anyone's yum or tell people who to ship (I'm too old and I've survived too many shipping wars) or start Discourse. It's more like, as Tabi said, what does the boys not crossing over/coming back to life say about Rose? Or anyone else who died? That they don't care enough to want to cross over? That raising their kids (in Rose's case) isn't 'unfinished business' enough to keep them as ghosts? Also does Luke age? Do any of the boys age? And, if not, how does any of this even work? What about when Julie's, say, 40 and Luke still looks 16? (For the record, I love the boys coming back to life in fic, at least the ones where the age difference isn't an issue for the fic or else the boys just age normally). I wish the show had had time to explore Julie's relationship with Reggie and Alex as well rather than focusing mostly on Juke. And, to be honest, I would rather have Bobby and Willie backstory than confirmation that Juke is endgame.

[stellarspecter]

yeah, honestly I've never really found juke compelling, and being in the fandom and seeing how other people talk about them has made me like them even less. there's plenty of reasons, but mostly the reason why I feel like jatp would have been a better show if juke wasn't endgame or even canon at all is because of the way it works to split the narrative. every moment that Julie has with Luke does more to weaken the relationship between her and Alex and Reggie, splitting the band into "great big star-crossed soulmate love interest romance" and "two guys on the sidelines who are kind of just there". they try to tell us that the band is a family, but all they do is show us the complete opposite. there's a great post about it here that talks more in depth about how juke isn't great for the bands relationship as a whole (also these two) (i swear i saw more posts on this but i cannot for the life of me find them, so if anyone has them feel free to add them on)

and on the boys coming back to life thing... yeah, I've never really liked that either. I think it's fine in fics or whatever, but in the actual show? I don't think it's really a strong thematic message to send. I think the story would be much stronger if it were about learning to accept that some things are temporary, and that sometimes it's better to lay your loved ones to rest and move on. like, it's a kids show, and kids watching this are gonna have to deal with grief, and they're never gonna get the option to bring their loved ones back from the dead. it would also dovetail nicely with the fact that this is a high school story -- a lot of things that feel like the most important thing in the world to a teen aren't really, and it's okay that some things are temporary. you aren't going to be with your high school sweetheart forever, and that might be sad, but isn't it great that it happened?

i understand that the writers probably just wanted to give the kids a happy ending, so ending with the boys completing their unfinished business and crossing over would be more of a cleaner ending in that regard. but also if the boys come to life, what does that say about Julie's mom? that she could have come back to life, but she just didn't care enough? not a great message. they probably would've said she didn't have any unfinished business so she crossed over, but like. still. idk I just don't think it's a very good ending

and the last thing I'll gripe about in this post is how I HATE when people feel like they have to give their characters a perfect happily paired up 2.5 kids white picket fence life in order to have a happy ending. obviously as an aro I take issue with this, but like oftentimes it's just not relevant to the story?? like with jatp it's like. the story ends when they defeat Caleb and the boys cross over (or they don't), and that's that. we don't need to see how they're doing twenty years down the line, first of all because it's just not really relevant or satisfying, but also because it erases any ambiguity or space for the audience to imagine how their own happily ever after. we don't need everything spelled out for us, especially after everything else in the story is resolved. I understand that this is a kids show and so these kind of things are more excusable I guess, but like. please don't lol I just don't want or need to see that.

Wait wtf happened what did Kenny say why is everyone talking about j*ke

[whimsicallyconfusedforlife]

Oh it’s been a minute, but I’d forgotten the few, but loud, gatekeeping anti-juke people that existed in this fandom.

Don’t mind me, I’m feeling petty. Move along..

[qqueenofhades]

I think its genuinely fascinating how Biden has somehow become the bad vibes sin eater for the party. I'm seeing people who were doing the whole "voting doesn't matter both old men are the same" pivot hard into voting as harm reduction. The anti voting rhetoric has COMPLETELY lost The Youths on tiktok. People suddenly remember the good things the Biden administration has done but don't associate Harris with any of the things they didn't like. In my swing state volunteers are signing up in droves. People feel ENERGIZED, the vibe shift pre and post Biden dropping from the race has just been insane

Y'know, that is a... good way of putting it. It's also why I'm quite sure that Biden has probably been planning it for a while. I don't think he was intending to step down, and didn't want to be forced out at the drop of a hat, but after he realized that the circus was never going to stop until he did, he did the honorable fall-on-his-own-sword thing and definitely, DEFINITELY spent some time choreographing this behind the scenes. Because while the roll-out has been very smooth, it could just as easily (as many of us were expecting) have been a total disaster, and that doesn't happen without SOME planning. It's also entirely possible that the campaign staff flipped from Biden to Harris are superhuman, to come up with a massive online roll-out, new branding, new signs (they had plenty of 'em in Wisconsin yesterday), new everything, but I'm guessing it's a combination of both. Biden has spent his entire political career being underestimated, and after we literally made a meme out of Dark Brandon juking the Republicans out of their shoes, we should definitely give credit where credit is due in how masterfully he pulled it off.

Because we have had eight years defined by the central question of Whether The President Is a God King Who Should Serve For Life (the MAGAts obviously think yes), the sheer idea of a president willingly giving up his power BEFORE he had to is also novel and admirable. It's sad that this is the case, but so be it. The Republicans also got a heaping helping of Be Careful What You Wish For that was undoubtedly brilliant; they've been yelling for years that Biden is old and frail and can't serve and should step down. Biden went "lol okay" and gave it to them, and now they're fucked.

Aside from that, on the most basic level, it's far, far easier to see the actual difference in the parties with Harris as the nominee, just because it shows that one party is willing to make progress and reflect the new demographic reality and social mores of America, and the other one is not. Now to be clear, Biden deserves an incredible amount of credit for coming out of retirement (he was ALREADY 77 years old when he became president and had had decades of a long and respected career in public service behind him) to fight, beat Trump, and deliver an incredibly successful presidency. He held the line against authoritarianism at home and abroad, he rescued the trashed American economy and managed a world-leading recovery from Covid, he stood up for democracy, he spent four years filling the benches with liberal judges to reverse even some of the Trump/McConnell hack job, he finally passed comprehensive infrastructure investment and the Green New Deal under the name of the Inflation Reduction Act -- and so on. Many of these priorities had been languishing for decades or were completely trashed under Trump, and he could not have done so much in just 4 years without all that age, skill, and experience. Hence why all the Ageism!!! was (aside from being a Republican/media smear job) dumb. He's able to do the job because he has had decades to study. Turns out that makes you actually pretty damn good at it.

Yes, Biden could not do as much as he wanted or originally planned, had to deal with MAGA Republicans and Joe Manchin/Kyrsten Sinema sabotaging him the whole time (lololol Manchin, possible possessor of the World's Biggest Ego and with Trump around that's saying something, popping out of obscurity to self-righteously announce he would not be willing to be Kamala's VP. YEAH ASSHOLE. LITERALLY NOBODY ASKED YOU. NOBODY WHATSOEVER. NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS AT LEAST WE WILL SOON NO LONGER HAVE MANCHIN IN THE SENATE). And yes, Biden made some serious mistakes of his own, because he IS from an older generation and a different style of doing politics/different beliefs that no longer resonate with the younger segments of the electorate. But this old white Catholic guy at the age of almost 80 still managed to be the most progressive president ever, coming in at a moment of incredible domestic and international crisis and getting us safely to the other side, and all cynicism, criticizing, and caveating aside, he deserves an incredible amount of credit for that. I mean that absolutely, and I am very grateful.

As I said, willingly relinquishing that power takes guts, and when Biden saw the writing on the wall that he had to sacrifice himself, he took his time, he didn't jump too early, and he didn't jump too late. On the most basic level, it becomes a hell of a lot easier to make the "both parties are not the same" argument when one is running a (comparatively) young brown woman and the other is still running their loathed felonious old demented orange traitor. Most Americans are not plugged into policy minutiae and details. They look at Biden-Trump, they see two old white guys. When you take one of those old white guys away (who goes in a self-sacrificially heroic manner and in sharp contrast with the coup-happy fascist) and put Kamala Harris in there instead, it generates an obvious jolt. People can see for themselves that there is a real difference that doesn't rely on closely reading news and tracking complex policy, because as noted, most Americans simply don't. The brown first-generation American daughter of brown immigrants is a quantifiably different story from "old white guy career politician," which for better or worse is how Biden was seen, especially the old part. We needed that establishment expertise to beat Trump in 2020; I still think Biden is the only one who could have done it, and as noted, we owe him a great debt for doing so.

However.... 2024 is not 2020, and it is not 2016. There has been this HUGE and unbelievable swing to Kamala because she represents the antithesis of what the last eight years of Trump-induced anger, fear, panic, chaos, and hatred has stirred up. That's why people are so ready to rally around her, just as they were (I daresay) around Obama in 2008, after the exhaustion, chaos, war, and mounting economic misery of Bush. Trump has been out of office for the last four years, but his shadow over the American political landscape has been omnipresent. Now people know that we finally have a real chance at getting rid of him forever, and just as Biden was uniquely positioned to capitalize on that in 2020, so Harris is now. Which is why, however tough it will be, she has a real shot at winning. I can guarantee the Republicans know that, and are shit scared. Because the Black Lady Army of Democracy has indeed arrived in force to Get This Shit Done and I don't know about you, but I found that incalculably comforting:

Yikes! All lined up for Kamala pic.twitter.com/Dt4OCDp7WX

— Alex Cole (@acnewsitics) July 24, 2024

This, at the most basic level, is what scares fascists the most, it's exactly what we need now, and what Harris is uniquely positioned to mobilize, along with her gangbusters appeal to young voters:

This is the energy we need. This is what Biden saw and planned for and which he launched us into, and where all that experience and age paid off. This is why people, even people otherwise disengaged, disillusioned, or checked out of the tedious and mind-numbering drudgery and depression of American politics, are responding to it. Because it's easy to understand, it offers hope, and it tells a very simple story that is nonetheless long overdue:

Thanks so much, Joe. Go absolutely waste that orange fucker, Kamala. We got your back.

[uss-edsall]

On 9 November, 1942, flying off the coast of Casablanca, French Morrocco in support of the Operation TORCH landings, the Piper Cub (under the name L-4 Grasshopper) made her official combat debut in the Second World War. This once-civilian plane had been bought by the U.S. Army to function as "air observation posts," flown by pilots in the U.S. Army Field Artillery, attached directly to battalions. Her concept, proven in training maneuvers, was as aerial reconnaissance; aerial photography; single-person transport; air ambulance; and in particular, reconnaissance and artillery observation. She would prove to be perfect for all of these roles. She would go on to have an incredible record during the Second World War, one of the best planes built for her particular role, with over six thousand of them bought by the U.S. Army. She was small, she could handle landing tiny fields, she was stealthy, she was dead simple to repair and reliable in the air.

But on that day? For that mission? There were only three Grasshoppers, and it was an absolute disaster.

The three planes were attached to the 3rd Infantry Division. Their pilots were hurriedly brought to USS Ranger (CV-4), aboard which were three L-4 Grasshoppers in bad condition. All their efforts were getting the planes ready for flight. What the pilots did not know was that their commanders, from colonels to generals alike, did not prepare properly for their debut.

On 8 November American troops stormed ashore at Safi, Casablanca and Point Lyautey. The next day, Ranger turned into the wind, the pilots got aboard the planes. In the 35-knot wind the instant the ship's crew let go of their tails, the planes hopped off the deck and were in the air, sixty miles from shore.

Three miles from the beach, the allied invasion force appeared. Transports, destroyers, the light cruiser USS Brooklyn. Aboard the Brooklyn alert officers and anti-air gun crews spotted the L-4 Grasshoppers.

There was nothing in the allied aviation recognition books that resembled the L-4 Grasshopper. None of the artillery pilots' superiors had properly distributed warnings that the Army had procured the civilian planes, and were using them for the first time.

The Brooklyn's anti-air weaponry opened up. 5" shells, 40mm bofors, 20mm Oerlikons reached out to lick at the Grasshoppers. In the first flak burst the quartet of little planes scattered, diving for the deck. Captain Ford Allcorn leveled off at twenty feet and started juking like mad, gamely going for the beach leading his flight. Every other ship, seeing the Brooklyn open up on the unfamiliar planes, joined in.

The artillery pilots had not the fuel to return to the ship, even if they'd been trained in carrier landings, which they weren't. Land was their only option for salvation. Shellfire blew out Allcorn's windshield, shot off one of the doors. As the Grasshoppers juked and weaved, bullets splashed into the water all around them. A hundred feet from shore, they levelled off and gunned their throttles to the maximum - 80 mph - for the safety of the shoreline.

At which point the pintle mount machineguns on tanks ashore opened fire on them. For nobody had told the Army troops of the 2nd Armored Division either about the Piper Cubs, and seeing the Navy so enthusiastically shooting at them, they joined in. .50-calibre bullets ripped into the Grasshoppers, betrayed by their own.

Captain Allcorn's engine cut out after several tanks' machineguns stitched bullets across the frame, and five bullets tore into his leg.

The wounded planes got to the shoreline. They flew over the armor, guns straining to shoot at them, desperately trying to get to the safety of the Fedala Racetrack, where they were supposed to go. Allcorn spotted a relatively flat area and pancaked in, crawling out of the mortally wounded flaming bird before the fuel exploded.

And then the Vichy French opened up.

Lieutenants Butler, Shell, and Captain Devol (one L-4 having carried two of them) were taken prisoner after crash landing behind Vichy French lines, but were released when the French in Casablanca surrendered two days later on 11 November.

Amazingly, despite all this, nobody had been killed.

Captain Allcorn was the first Army aviator in the ETO to fly off a carrier, the first in combat, and the dubious distinction of the first to be shot down and the first to be wounded. Captain Allcorn, from his hospital bed back in the States, wrote a report about it all that even reached the Chief of Staff General Marshall's desk. He argued that this disastrous beginning was not the death knell of the Grasshopper. He concluded, perhaps rather dryly, that there was seemingly a failure to communicate between the Army and the Navy. His report helped the Piper Cub / L-4 Grasshopper survive the event, to go on to become one of the most produced aircraft of the war, and most widely used.

Even today, almost four thousand of the nearly twenty thousand Piper Cubs built are still in the FAA registry.

[jpitha]

A Matter of Scale

The issue with the humans is that it's a matter of scale. Deathworlder or not, a single human - while intimidating - isn't that dangerous.

All of them is another story.

We had thought us the pinnacle of evolution. A species beyond compare. Why would we think otherwise? with our hard carapaces, sharp vision, and powerful weapons, the small furry forest creatures that called themselves 'K'laxi' were no match. They had only a small handful of planets colonized and a scant dozen starbases between them. They had a toy empire of only themselves. We took their own warp gates and started attacking them slowly, methodically. They presented no threat, so we saw no need to hurry.

Occasionally, our scouts heard of another species that was friendly with the K'laxi, calling themselves Humanity. We only heard descriptions from captured K'laxi. Taller than they were, no fur, bipedal, mammalian species from a world larger and wetter than their own. Supposedly they had massive strength and a strong constitution. Some had said that they were deathworlders, but we know that was just propaganda. Deathworlds looked nice from a distance, but were inhospitable to sapient life.

Everyone knows this.

We weren't worried about the humans. Just another species to subjugate. After we crush the K'laxi, we'll move on to them.

Since everyone uses the gate system, we are able to attack with complete surprise. It was different at this planet though. This planet was a small, lighter world like the others, but also had a strange starbase at a Lagrange point. It was very large and not of K'laxi design. Much heavier looking, it was made of huge rings interlocking in a spiral shape. An officer guessed it must be a human starbase. Assuming we found the humans laughable military, we turned to attack the starbase after locking the gate.

As we approached the starbase, two small ships detached from it and ran headlong towards us! Our commander laughed, thinking it was a suicide run and ordered everyone to attack. The two ships dodged and juked around the missiles and energy weapons we fired. They used small shaped charges which slid the ship out of the way of our missiles at the last second and were able to withstand the relentless fire of our weapons.

A few minutes after the attack started, both ships did something that surprised all of our analysts. With missiles and shots all around them, they both generated wormholes and left the system.

They escaped.

Our scientists knew about wormhole generation, but everyone knew it was much too dangerous for sapients to use! It was a death sentence. At best, you could send goods through it, but the energy costs were enormous. Better to just use the warp gates.

Still not understanding the monumental mistake we had made, we turned back towards the starbase. The distraction of the ships leaving bought time and it had begun to change. The concentric rings of the starbase had slid together and moved around, revealing massive batteries of anti-ship weapons, missile racks containing hundreds of missiles and the rings had become like thick armor.

The battle was very difficult. We lost many ships to the missiles and fire from the starbase, but we reached the docking ring, forced our way on and began to sweep the station, attacking everyone we met and claiming it for our own.

The humans fought back.

In one report, a single human female held off more than two dozen warriors by attacking with makeshift weapons while her K'laxi colleagues ran to escape ships. She was killed, but not before she took out 10 of our finest warriors.

In another, two human security agents held an entire platoon of warriors off while more K'laxi and Human adults and children escaped. Their human firearms subjected our warriors to withering fire while the humans just stared blankly, firing and changing targets. When they ran out of ammunition, they took their rifles, and started swinging them like clubs into whoever was left. Our shots almost did nothing! They'd take a hit, wince, and continue to fight. They were finally killed by a heavy weapon platform that was brought in.

Still more used surprise and trickery. They would hide in the common areas and throw trash and junk to make it sound like they were somewhere else. We'd turn and they'd attack our backs.

It took more than a week to take the station and in that time, the humans helped nearly all the K'laxi onto escape ships which streaked towards the planet.

As they retreated, the humans denied us use of their own weapons and devices. They'd destroy them, they'd trap them to explode, they would ruin computers and servers and even the star base's AI itself fought us. It would slam pressure doors down when we walked under them, it would randomly expose parts of the starbase to vacuum, blowing warriors out into space.

We could take the starbase, but could not hold it.

Less than 3 days after we declared the station taken, there was a massive spike of energy, and more than one thousand human ships linked into space though their infernal wormholes. All different sizes, all a riot of garish colors including 3 'dreadnoughts' that were easily three times the size of the already huge starbase.

However, instead of attacking immediately they sent out a signal.

"It's done. Stop fighting now. Save yourselves."

Fleet Command puzzled over the message for hours. Some minor commanders figured it was some kind of trick and rushed the human flotilla. One of the dreadnoughts fired once and the ship was just...gone.

At that, Fleet Command declared the cause hopeless, and ordered us to stand down and surrender.

And then something amazing happened. The Humans came on board, first in their polished black pressure suits with their massive rifles, and then, with no armor and no pressure suit, their commanders came aboard. They wanted to meet and see what we needed. "What?" We cried. "You could destroy us with a whisper. Why are you trying to help us?"

"We are offering to help you because you need help."

They had learned about the trouble we had back on our homeworld, how we were in the process of ruining our home with industry and pollution and with a wry smile they said "Yeah, we had that problem a while back too. We can help."

With humans, it's a matter of scale.

[dallasgallant]

Time period post: Restaurants and dining

I have touched on the changing nature of cooking and convience [Here] but I think this post may be a bit more relevant to 60s teenagers and the gang. I have some other time period posts linked at the bottom as well, I’d also recommend exploring #timeperiodpost or #outsidersmeta on my blog for more details and writing help! Alongside doing your own deep dive but these are places to start.

Have you ever had a grandparent or older figure in your life tell you “we just didn’t eat out often”? Well, it’s partly true! Especially of middle class or upper class families, eating at home and cooking was more popular. Restaurants were a treat, even on roadtrips (sandwiches etc were packed).

However it’s not the set in stone rule or exclusive. Of all meals it’s dinner/lunch that’s the most common (really old folks will refer to lunch as dinner and the evening meal as supper). Places such as pharmacies, department stores, soda fountains (often in one of these) would have lunch counters or Luncheonettes!

“Dinette.” Also being a popular term, however it’d refer more to a room with tables to eat at than a lunch counter. Sometimes Luncheonette’s would stand alone in a smaller building, what I found is that they’re different from a diner in that they’ll serve less and lighter options but are essentially the same in concept.

Counters, diners, cafes you’d have people out and about come in or more working people! Who need a place to stop in and get a nice bite on their break. (It’d be much more common for a Greaser to eat out at a restaurant than a soc)

There were of course some nicer sit down restaurants, pricey or fancy. Date night or social event sort of places with better cuts of steak and that sort of thing.

Something to note is that smoking was allowed in buildings and this was before widespread designated areas. Instead there was just more ashtrays about or that could be requested. 1975 would see the creation of smoking and non-smoking sections in restaurants.

Fast food-

A treat and still a marvel! People would still prefer their burger from a diner than a fast food joint but the rates begin to get higher.

They’re known especially for soft serve ice cream- like Dairy Queen or tastee freeze(both mentioned in The Outsiders) or dippy whip

Pizza was introduced around ww2 and slowly gained somewhat popularity but it was still sort of novelty. If your town even had a pizzarea. It wasn’t this big order out mega giant that it was today. Phone Order/delivery wasn’t much of a deal either.

Teen shift-

Teens are a complete demographic by the 1960s, their tastes, hang outs and wants are meticulously watched as they’re a new bunch to advertise to. Now teens would spend money on records, clothes and other bobbles… but it was food they would spend the most money on.

Teen hang outs were often at diners and Drive ins, there you could smoke, chat, dance and eat all in the same joint. Milkshakes, malts, ice cream sundaes, French fries, cokes — you know the drill. This was before anti loitering became a real hastle and when 3rd spaces still existed. Just think of it!

Juke joint - someplace to eat, drink and dance (music usually provided by a jukebox)

And since we’re in Tulsa…

Honky tonk- a cheapbar, club, or dance hall, typically where country music is played.

Class difference, both would eat and hang at diners and drive ins, but a real difference is to dance Soc’s would go to a Juke joint or social hall while Greasers a Honky tonk.

Have talked a little of Teenage culture and hang outs before

Here , here, and here.

[juke-box-diner]

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[reareaotaku]

Study w/ Me

Summary: You are not ready for the big math test, but thankfully Rodney comes to your rescue Pairings: Rodney [Fruit Bat] x Fem! Reader Tw: Fluff, Anti-Graph Math, Slight Jealousy

You clicked your pen, watching the clock. You were more than ready for this class to end. Though, your concentration on the time is cut when the teacher's voice echos through the room.

"And don't forget about the test on Friday."

Your eyes widen. A test? You didn't remember him ever mentioning a test- Well, maybe it had to do with your lack of attention to class.

"This test is worth 25 percent of your grade. That could really make or break some of your grades."

The frown on your face deepened and you weren't the only one. With a quick glance around the classroom, you could see Juke and Melvin stressing out too.

You felt a tap on your shoulder and looked behind you to see Rodney.

"You prepared for the test?"

You nearly sweat drop at the question. A big, fake smile overtakes your face as you quickly nod, not knowing what to say. His brow raises as he gives you a look not believing you. He clicks his tongue, before tilting his head, his ears slightly twitching.

"Well, I don't know if I'm prepared..." He is prepared, but he knew your ego and pride wouldn't allow you to admit you needed help, "So, maybe you can come to my place and help me study."

Rodney needing help with work? Yeah right. You knew something was up, since he was top of the class, but you weren't about to say no to hanging out with him.

"Yeah... That'd be good-"

"Rodney- Psst- Rodney."

You both look towards the voice; It was Melvin and he looked stressed. If there was one thing you had in common with Melvin, it's that you both suck at tests. You looked back at Rodney, who was still looking at Melvin. You frowned, selfishly hoping that Melvin didn't ask Rodney for help, because you didn't want to share the boy's attention.

"Sorry, Melvin, but Y/n and I already made plans-"

"I can join! I don't mind-"

Rodney frowns, his eye nearly twitching as he contains himself, "Why don't you ask Poppy?"

Melvin frowns, his ears flopping slightly, before he points towards where Poppy was. It seems Juke had already gotten to her.

"Hmm," Rodney taps his chin, "Well, I sure hope you figure something out."

Melvin's eyes widen as his jaw nearly hits the floor. Though, before Melvin could protest, the bell rang and Rodney was quick to get up and lean over your shoulder.

"I'll meet you after school and we can walk together."

---

The final bell rings and you are thrilled to finally be out of school. Though, the thought of the big test rings in the back of your mind. As you begin to walk out the main doors, your stopped by the man of the hour; Rodney. You nearly sigh in relief when seeing him, because you remember that he had agreed to help you.

The walk was awkward, at least to you it was. Rodney saw it as anything but. He couldn't believe he had invited you to his house. Was his room clean? Oh god, what if it was dirty? No, he shook his head, it couldn't be dirty- It's never been dirty... But what if it was now?

He looked over to you, wondering if he could tell what you were thinking to ease his mind. He frowned when he saw a neutral look on your face, making it impossible to know what was going on in your mind. His eyes glazed you up and down, not stopping the smile that suddenly overtook his frown. He couldn't help but think you were so pretty.

God, you wanted to facepalm. How were you going to pass this test? Yeah, Rodney was smart, but could he help you pass the class. God, sometimes you felt like you were hopeless in the academic achievement. You wished you could take his brain and use it for the test instead of using your own.

Rodney's eyes lit up when he finally saw his house. The walk to his home seemed to take forever this time. Maybe it was because he was with you or maybe it was because he accidentally took a wrong turn. Who's to say it wasn't both?

You smiled when seeing the large grey house. You were tired of walking, feeling as if you had been going forever, so you were more than happy to finally take a seat.

Rodney pushes open the front door, you close behind. You both remove your shoes, before you graze the house. You had realized you had never been to Rodney's house before. You hummed, amazed at the gothic look of everything; It was just so like Rodney. Though you froze when you felt your back hit something. You quickly turned around to see a tall woman. She had to be Rodney's mother.

"Oh, I'm sorry dear," She laughs, her hand going to her chest. Her voice was smooth like silk and a laugh that felt like clouds. "Rodney, who's your friend?"

Rodney suddenly appears behind you, leaning to the side, "Oh, this is Y/n. Y/n, this is my mom."

"Y/n?" She gasp, her voice going into a higher pitch when saying your name. She crouches, taking your hand and shaking it, "Rodney has told me so much about you. Why, you're all he ever talks abo-"

"Okay mom. We need to go study," Rodney grabs your hand and quickly pulls you towards his room. He sighs, before closing the door. "Sorry about that," He says, his face being a light red. His ears were also a little flushed and you stood awkwardly, not knowing what to say.

Did he really talk about you? You wondered what he said about you. You took a seat next to his desk, as he threw his backpack next to his bed. You messed with your fingers, avoiding eye contact.

Rodney pulls out his math book before heading towards you. "So, what do you think we should start with?"

You gulped, finally making eye contact with him. Your face darkened, as you rubbed the back of your neck, "Uh... Well, um..." You fiddle with your bag, pulling out your math book. You flip through the pages, "Graphs? Sin, Cos, and Tan? God, I hate graphs."

He hums, fiddling through the book before finding some examples, "Okay. What is it that doesn't make sense?" He looks at you, his eyes scrunched, watching as you fiddle with your hair; Something he's noticed you do when you get anxious. He grabs your hand, causing you to look up at him, "It's okay. I'll do my best to help you understand, you know? I'm not going to judge you."

You click your tongue, "Honestly?"

"Of course." He nods and you let out a deep sigh.

"None of it. Anytime I see a graph, I lose my mind. Like I'll get it for a while, but then it's like I forget it when I have a test."

"Well, I guess we'll have to start from the beginning then, huh?"

---

Rodney had not thought this through. You had already cried twice and he didn't know what to do. This was seeming hopeless. He shuts his book, causing you to look back at him, your mascara streaming down your face. "How about we take a break. Are you hungry?"

"Uh, no... I'm fine."

"Okay. I'll be right back."

You watch as he leaves, lightly closing the door and you facepalm. You pull on your face, groaning, before lightly knocking your head into the desk. He probably thought you were an idiot. You should never had agreed to this, because he probably hates you.

Rodney heads down the hall towards the kitchen. He wanted to facepalm for his own stupidity. He took a deep breath, before shaking his head and running his long fingers through his hair.

He pushes open the kitchen door, his eyes shinning when seeing a stack of green apples, his favorite. He reaches for one, before frowning. He thought back to your sadden expression and messed up makeup. He would grab you one, too, because you needed a little boost.

He turns to leave when he's met with his mother. He smiles awkwardly, "Uh, hey?"

"So, Rodney, you and your little friend, hm?"

Rodney's face errupts in a blush and his ear poke up. He quickly shakes his head, "No- no, it's not like that."

"Oh? That's a shame."

Rodney rubs his arm, before looking at the floor, counting the many titles, "Yeah. We're just friends."

"If you say so, dear."

He sighs, heading out of the kitchen, his mood now a little bummed. You were 'just friends' but of course he didn't want to be just friends. He would have loved to be so much more, but you just weren't.

Your brought out of your spiral when an apple- a green one- is put in front of you. You look a little confused, before looking up at him.

"I know you said you're fine, but you should eat something. It'll be good for you."

You took the apple, taking a big bite. You sigh, slouching slightly, "Do you think I'm stupid?"

Rodney chokes on his apple, before shaking his head and looking at you, "No! No, of course not! I could never think you're stupid- I don't think anyone's stupid-Well..." He shakes his head, "No, of course not. Why would you think that?"

"Because I'm not getting it. I feel like I'm wasting your time."

"No, you're not wasting my time." He pats his book, "You could never waste my time. Any time I spend with you is time well spent."

A smile slowly overcame your face and you blushed, "Really?"

"Of course." He fiddles with his book, flipping the pages, before looking away from you, "Besides, Juke is much, much, Much more of a pain."

You laugh, "Yeah. When he get frustrated, he gets violent... Though, he's always kind of violent."

Rodney laughs. He had a nice laugh; You liked it a lot and it always made your mood a little brighter. But, everything he did made you happy and giddy, like there were a million butterflies in your stomach.

"Yeah, he does, doesn't he?"

"Yeah, but he has his moments."

Rodney frowned. Did you like Juke? Oh god, he sure hoped not.

"I feel bad for Poppy."

Rodney's brought out of his jealousy, "What?"

"Yeah, because he likes her. Anytime a guy hits on her, he always hits them. Have you seen Melvin," You chuckle, "Man I'd hate to be them."

"Yeah... Me too." He smiles, watching you closely. God, he wished he could just say it; I like you, Y/n. But he just couldn't... At least not yet.

[arizonaaaaaa]

Glee cast sings ARTPOP by Lady Gaga

Aura sung by Sebastian Smythe in ''A Katy or a Gaga''

-this comes from my little headcanon that Sebastian transferred to McKinley in season 5, I think this really sums what an audition would be for him, from topics about his sexuality and flirtation and murder which I’m pretty sure he thought about doing it to Kurt

Venus sung by Dani, Elliot and Kurt in ''Trio''

-this trio is very underrated, I would have this be either one of Kurt’s fantasies or an actual performance Pamela Lansbury does, Venus is kind of a lesbian symbol which is Dani’s whole personality and the boys would be there cause their harmonies work a lot, there’s also a verse where Gaga repeats Venus several times and it kind of sounds like penis which I find endearing

G.U.Y. sung by Bree in ''A Katy or a Gaga''

-hear me out, Brittany left, Joe and Sugar disappeared, they need new members, glee introduced yet another bitch cheerleader, you’re telling me she isn’t joining? Like I don’t want this, but it’s so obvious, anyway, she would perform this in a dance performance with Jake, at the end she would kiss him, in front of everyone including Marley, Jake and Marley would be pissed but Bree would be like “don’t worry sweetie it was just for the performance”

Sexxx Dreams sung by Jake Puckerman in season 5

-the song talks about having sex with someone after having a sex dream about another person, confusing? Yes. Just imagine is Jake singing after having a sex dream about Marley, but Marley isn’t ready to lose her virginity, knowing that, Bree would call him and bla bla bla he cheats, but while doing so he only thinks about Marley, which makes him more ashamed of what he did

Jewels N' Drugs feat. T.I, Too Short & Twista sung by Stoner Brett

-the beat of this song is amazing, the rest? Gaga I love you but what were you thinking, I can only imagine this as Brett’s audition for the ND, obviously it wouldn’t be recorded but it fits his character, I can imagine Artie and idk Bree singing this as well but for the comic aspect I’ll give it to stoner Brett

MANiCURE sung by Bree and Marley in season 5

-this would happen before the whole cheating thing, Jake would be giving private classes to Bree, Marley would notice how she’s into him so in order to guarantee that she wouldn’t do something, she would get all well dressed and pretty while Bree would also be doing the same before their practice in a montage of them in their rooms getting ready, they would get next to Jake at the same time as the song ends, Jake would ultimately cancel his practice with Bree and walk hand in hand with Marley, Bree would be glaring at them as they walk away

Do What U Want feat Christina Aguilera sung by Rachel and Tina in season 5

-first, fuck R. Kelly, you cursed this amazing song, second, i’m not the biggest fun of the numbers where both the glee club and NYC gang sung together, in fact this would be a Tina solo for me until I listened to the version with Christina Aguilera and immediately though about Rachel, Tina would be singing about her frustration of now having a love after breaking up with Mike, singing about how the boys could do anything they want with her body, Rachel would be singing about how the media and NYADA and idk Brody could do anything to her body, Tina would sing the Gaga’s parts while Rachel would sing Christina’s parts

ARTPOP sung by Artie Abrams

-this was the hardest to choose, when I hear this song I feel like I’m being abducted by an ufo. Gaga describes this song as an orgasm … yeah. But she also says that this song is kind of an anti capitalist anthem and that we should always put art in first place and view it as the most important thing to an artist, which fits Artie’s directing career, often doing something in favor of the concept instead of doing something to please the audience (Rachel’s dress in WSS) or make logical sense (juke box in Grease)

Swine sung by Ryder Lynn

-the song talks about Gaga’s rape, and how she felt gross and disgusting like a pig, while I don’t think Ryder felt that way when he was molested, he was affected by it in a way that he has a hard time trusting others, specially women, I think singing this song would release some tension, it’s very aggressive in a sense that it has a lot of screaming, and his voice is very raspy so he could do a great job

Donatella sung by Kitty Wilde in ''Diva''

-“I am so fab, check it out, I’m blonde, I’m skinny, I’m rich, and I’m a little bit of a bitch” this convinced me that’s her song. Out of all the girls in season 4, Kitty and Unique and definitely the biggest divas, I don’t think Kitty sang in the episode so it would be nice seeing her singing this

Fashion! sung by Kurt, Mercedes, Rachel and Santana in season 5

-these four have the craziest harmony together, How Will I Know was amazing and I’m still bitter Getting Better was recorded, filmed and scrapped and all we have is a pic, this song is them, the original four divas of the club, the song is about feeling powerful through fashion, that’s their anthem

Mary Jane Holland sung by Unique Adams in ''The End of Twerk''

-I picture this as Unique, in an attempt to escape the bullying, she would stop dressing like a mom and go back to dressing like Artie and using her deadname, the rest of the club would try help her see that this isn’t her true self, they would perform songs to her and after their plan work they would go to the auditorium where she would sing this song, embracing Unique in a fabulous dress with the others dancing along, “introducing, ladies and gentleman, Mary Jane Holland Unique Adams!”

Dope sung by Will Schuester

-the song talks about addiction and depression, while Will wasn’t addicted to drugs or an alcoholic it was very visible how much he was affected by Terri’s fake pregnancy and Emma’s relationships with Ken and Carl, I find Wemma to be one of the cutest couples and it took so long till they were fully happy, Dope would be Will’s ballad to Emma, how she brings light to his life and how much he needs her more than dope, drugs? Alcohol? Rachel singing? I don’t know

Gypsy sung by Jesse and Rachel in season 6

-this song is about falling in love and traveling the world, I considered Brittana for this but I ultimately choose St. Berry, while I’m not their biggest fan, the song is about finding true love after a rough pat, several people don’t think they’ll find true love after a partner’s death, but Rachel found, she is happy again

Applause sung by Artie, Blaine, Marley, Ryder and Sam in ''A Katy or a Gaga''

-this song was done very perfectly, all five of them sound really good, Sam and Ryder in particular, never in my life I would guess that two straight men would slay so hard in a Gaga song, I also may like the beat slightly more than the original

Bonus: songs that aren’t from the album but are from the same era

Til It Happens to You sung by Kitty and Ryder

-wow, listening to this being a SA victim is very powerful, this song is from a documentary about rape/abuse/molestation of woman on universities and colleges, I can’t think of everyone else but these two to sing about it, they weren’t the only ones sexually assaulted on the show, but were definitely the ones to be affected the most by it, they would sing this together, holding hands in mutual support for each other and for everyone else who unfortunately suffered from the same fate

And that’s it, another one done, instead of doing the albums first i decided to go chronologically, so next one is Cheek to Cheek, should take roughly two weeks but it will be worth it :)

[thedeathdeelers]

Apparently, I accidentally unfollowed you and I was like 'Huh ... no anti-work posts or day of the weeks. What's wrong?' the whole week. 😅

Anyway, Happy Juke Jeudi!!

omg wait i saw this after i sent you my ask 😂

i appreciate the concern ahahahaha <3

happy juke jeudi!

i wonder if this was taken before or after he did the weird worm/floor body roll choreo

[starcolonelkatrinamoon]

She had succeeded.

The Trial of Position went over with very few problems. Katrina nearly doubted herself with how well it had gone - was it truly as easy as that? Was her cluster now free of the command structure, free to pursue everything on their own merit?

Staring into the darkness of the cockpit glass of her custom Iron Cheetah, the Star Colonel breathed deep. Currently her cluster were in low orbit over an inconsequential planet - a periphery world they were about to free from their pirate problem in exchange for some germanium bullion (on insistence of the abtakha in her command star) and supplies for the long haul down to Helios.

Information told them that the pirates had no anti aircraft systems, meaning there was little to no requirement to try to juke any incoming attacks during the drop. That made life simpler and solved quite a few problems that nobody in the cluster wanted to try to finalize just yet.

But as Katrina’s OmniMech sat in its drop cradle, she had a momentary crisis of faith. Would the drop cocoon hold? Did the Cheetah have enough reactive mass to survive the drop? Was her piloting suit enough to counteract the G forces?

The loud THUNK of the detaching maglocks blew away any concerns. It didn’t matter any more. At this point it was do or die, 100 tons of OmniMech plummeting feet first into hell.

The wait was agonizing. Temperature gauges slowly rose as the ablative cocoon around the drop pod soaked the heat from reentry, beginning to glow and then deflagrate and flake away.

BANG! The explosive locks blew, the drop pod around the Iron Cheetah splitting into five sections and drifting away. Light finally pierced the cockpit, revealing a snowy and mountainous region. The display inside of Katrina’s neurohelmet clearly showed the target beneath her command star - a FOB, though the specific details were blurry at this altitude and velocity.

But those details had been memorized beforehand. A lance composed of third succession war era IS light and medium BattleMechs. A lance of combat vehicles. Some infantry and some support vehicles.

They weren’t ready for 400 tons of clan Omni- and BattleMechs.

Katrina flickered her focus over to the other four ‘Mechs, surrounded by a hail of fire.

Abtakha Warrior Violet Marigold, in her Phoenix Hawk IIC 7.

Trueborn Warrior Brune, in his Dire Wolf C.

Freeborn Warrior Duram, in their Timber Wolf TC Custom.

And finally Trueborn Warrior Gregory in his Hammerhead Custom.

Alarm whistles blared as they reached the brake height and in unison all five of them set their jumpjets to full. The Iron Cheetah rattled violently as the reaction mass powered thrusters screamed to slow the assault mech for its landing.

Then touchdown. Immediately, Katrina threw her weight into her controls, barking commands into the command star’s commnet.

“Destroy all pirate assets! Pounce upon those who would escape!”

[OOC: And for those who are interested, the drop theme below.]

[dailydoseofdeadly]

Prairie Rattlesnake

Name: Prairie Rattlesnake 

Species: Crotalus Viridis 

Class: 

Size: 35 - 45 inches in length and can grow up to 5 feet long

Habitat: Great Plains of the United States

Fatalities: Most of 7,000 recorded snake bites in America, fewer than 5 people die each year 

Conservation Status: Least Concern

Cowboy Carter, get ready to strike a match and light up this juke joint!

As one of the most infamous snakes that prowls North America, being printed on everything from Levii’s Jeans to cowboy boots and sunglasses, rattlesnakes play a huge role in western, southern, and Native American culture. These rattlers are native to the Great Plains of the United States (Montana, the Dakotas, Texas, Wyoming, Nebraska, Kansas, Colorado, New Mexico, Oklahoma) and stretches into parts of Canada and Mexico. Lurking prairies (hence the name), grasslands, brushes, and caves, the prairie rattlesnake is an ambush hunter. Sneaking up on mice, birds, and other rodents, humans don’t seem to be on the menu for this cowboy killer. Slithering along the banks of streams and forests, the prairie rattlesnake, typically tan and greenish brown in color, has an iconic head shape: a spade. 

A huge part of the folklore, rhymes, and stories woven into American history and the brand of the Wild West, rattlesnakes have sunk their fangs deep into cultures and traditions for centuries. One tradition involves weather-forecasting in Texas; if you flip a dead rattlesnake and it lands with it back up, rain is coming soon. However, if it lands with its belly up, that means drought continues. I’m not sure how accurate this is, but it’s probably more accurate than the apple weather app. In addition to weather-telling, the rattlesnake supposedly also has medicinal properties as told through works in literature. If you had tuberculosis, you were supposed to cut off the head of a rattlesnake, put it in a bottle of rum, and drink it. If you had rheumatoid arthritis, you were supposed to wear a belt of rattlesnake skin. A Native American legend is about a Native American who trained a group of rattlesnakes to play as instruments in a song with him. 

However, don’t be fooled by its popularity; it can still pack a punch with a single bite. The prairie rattlesnake’s venom contains both hemotoxins and neurotoxins to create a potent cocktail of debilitating effects for anyone who’s unlucky enough to cross paths with a prairie rattlesnake, but even more unluckier to get bit. Rattlesnake venom can cause myonecrosis, or localized muscle death, which occurs when enough blood cannot reach the muscle. Necrosis starts spreading rapidly throughout the body from the bite site. Another effect of the venom is coagulopathy, or the body’s inability to clot blood. Excessive bleeding occurs. However, most rattlesnake bites are not directly from the venom’s hemotoxic and neurotoxic effects; they’re due to severe anaphylactic shock or inability to get access to proper anti-venom and care. Severe anaphylactic shock is when the body has a severe allergic reaction, causing blood pressure drops and difficulties breathing. Getting a severe allergic reaction to rattlesnake venom is very rare, but it’s a risk for people who have previously gotten bit by one. 

Let's say that that snake does rattle you with its venom, do not do any of these things. Rattlesnake venom is very fast acting, and any delay to get medical help could cost you an arm or leg (literally and figuratively, rattlesnake antivenom in the United States is expensive :( ). Do not put ice on the bite, do not try to suck the venom out of it, do not tie off the wound or use a tourniquet. If you get bit, seek medical help immediately. 

While no one wants to wear denim on a hike, that pair of Levii’s jeans could significantly reduce the amount of venom penetrated through the material into your body. 

[hannahhook7744]

Isle kid Moodboards revamped part 4;

Blake Bohumil 'Big Murph' Murphy, the 23 year old son of Black Murphy and Ludmilla.

He is a member of the Anti-heroes Club and Harriet's crew.

He is very close to his mom but not very close to his dad who isn't a big fan of children.

He lost his eye while play fighting the Gaston twins when he was younger and has a glass eye that he likes to take out to mess with people.

He is very close to Marya Rasputin since her dad and his mom were allies behind the scenes, and he often translates for her and others when a language barrier pops up (which happens a lot since Russian isn't a very common language on the isle)

He likes cutting hair, playing cards, eating cake, fishing, learning languages, taking care of the little ones, reading, swimming with the sharks, building sandcastles, wrestling, play fighting, singing sea shanties, and learning about geographical differences and locations.

He also likes collecting hooks of any kind.

He is single.

Hayden 'Hadie' Prometheus Olympian, thr 10 year old (as of d3) son of Hades. Younger brother of Mal.

He is a member of the Anti-heroes club and a wannabe detective, musician, hero, and cook who is always imitating those he looks up to. Friend of Chloe Charming, Red Hearts, Danny Darling, Maddox Hatter, Shan Deja, Edith Olympian, and his minons.

He is playful and loves coloring, cooking, playing various instruments, baking, sword fighting, parkour, gymnastics, acrobatics, and playing with animals.

He has a villian streak no one takes seriously later in his teens and has a pet dog named 'Cerberus.'

He later gets together with Danny Darling.

Lefou Deux 'Lee' Leprince, the 20 year old son of LeFou, Paulette, and Stanley Beaumont (dude from the live action movie). He's the older brother of La Foux Doux Beaumont, the younger cousin of the Gaston twins, and the older cousin of Claire Bimbette, Gil LeGume, and Gemma LeGume.

He is apart of Harriet's crew.

He's a hardworking big brother who does his best to help support his family while still being stuck under Gaston's thumb.

He works at Gaston's 'Duels Without Rules—against his will, mind you, because Gaston forces him too after all. But he doesn't complain too much about it.

He gets to steal from the register though, so it's not too bad.

He fights with various gardening tools and a bow and arrow—he's an excellent shot. He's a poet, a toy maker, and an inventor who records everything in his journal.

He loves French food, sailing, farming, reading, and gardening—even though it's difficult to do anything like that on the isle.

He also loves old photos and dancing.

Lee often makes and fixes toys for the children on the isle, and has no problem fixing things for those he loves. He's also the secret Santa Claus of the isle.

He's been in love with Claudine Frollo since first grade and they get together not long after d3.

La Foux Doux Leprince, the 12 year old (as of d3) son of LeFou, Paulette, and Stanley Beaumont (dude from the live action movie). Younger brother of LeFou Deux, the older cousin of Gemma LeGume, and the younger cousin of the Gaston twins, Claire Bimbette, and Gil LeGume. Older brother of Sylvie Leprince.

He works at Gaston's 'Duels Without Rules'— again, without choice mind you. Gaston forces him too. He is a painfully shy, playful, quiet boy who loves French food, playing games, reading, and climbing things.

He is single and not interested at dating at the moment.

Crazy Bonny, the 18 and a half year old(by d3) daughter of Bill Jukes (in my universe).

Sword sharpener and medic of the Lost Revenge/Uma’s crew.

Bestfriend of Desiree.

Student at Serpent Prep and one of the first to join Uma’s pirate crew.

She is described as crazy in patched dungarees and a torn fishnet shirt.

Vicious Desiree, the 17 year old daughter of a witch and Shan Yu (in my universe anyway).

She is the swabbie of the crew, meaning she is the one in charge of mopping the deck.

She is described as tiny and vicious in a a ragged peasant dress.

She is Bonny's bestfriend and one of the first to join Uma’s crew, and she's a member at the witch school.

Firece Gonzo, the 19 year old son of an unknown woman and Joshamee Gibs (in my universe anyway).

He is Jonas' bestfriend and is the boatswain of the crew.

He is also responsible for stocking the pantry and refilling the chum buckets.

He and Jonas are the ones in charge of the food (they don't cook it tho) and supplies, among other things.

He is described to be firece and as having long braids, a red bandana, and blue pantaloons.

He, along with Gil, Harry, Jonas, Desiree, and Bonny, is one of the first to join Uma’s crew and student—or former student—at Serpent Prep.

Ferocious Jonas, the 20 year old son of Morgana Olympian and older cousin of Uma (in my universe).

He is the Quartermaster of Uma’s crew, the fourth in command, and the gunner (the one who mans the canons).

He's described to have a scar on his left cheek, corn rows, and a scarf. Has a thing with Jade in my universe. Has been seen selling scarves before which is probably a side job of his.

He's been described as ferocious. Student/former student at Serpent Prep and one of the first people to join Uma’s crew.

[onlygenxhere]

This weeks’ featured fic is Nothing I Do (better than revenge) by IMaketheMonsters or  @caffeine-catastrophe on tumblr. It’s a Juke fic with an evil Carrie and Nick who you will love to hate, and it’s so SO funny. Julie has an extremely embarrassing incident happen to her at school and Luke, who she hardly knows other than he’s the lead singer for up-and-coming rock band Sunset Curve and is also in her biology class, ends up coming to her rescue.

The Anti-Valentine's Day Romantic Comedy!AU that no one asked for with the tag line…

Even cynics fall in love.