#beck fitzgerald

[randomestfandoms-ocs]

New PLL OCs

( a lot of details about all of them are still very vague but I need to post them now or I never will )

Octavia Fitzgerald

Ezra's younger sister & Wesley's twin, Octavia has always been a bit of a princess. She's used to getting anything that she wants, whenever she wants it. What she's not used to is her parents deciding that they want to be able to travel more and no longer have to worry about their teenage daughter, sending her away from the bright lights of New York to the boring town of Rosewood to live with her older brother.

Covington Sitwell ( x Ali ) – The Perfectionists

English lit student, a couple years older than the others but taking the same English class just because it interests him, immediately captivated by the new TA. Unfortunately that interest soon gets him involved in a murder investigation but, well, at least he gets to spend more time with Alison.

(might fuck with things and make Alison a professor not TA and then he'll be her TA?)

Beck Fitzgerald (OC or Ali ship)

Beckett Fitzgerald was a brat. He would be the first to admit it. All the money he could possibly need and no one but his twin brother around to care about his choices, what could anyone have expected? He had never been one for attachments, for caring about anyone other than himself and Wesley. But Alison DiLaurentis came into the picture, the connection was instant. Meeting Ali was like looking in a funhouse mirror, completely different but fundamentally the same. When he first heard that Alison had disappeared, he wasn't too worried. Being missing made for a good story, after all, and Ali loved a good story far more than the truth. But when Ali herself tells him that someone tried to kill her that night, Beck is intrigued. His brother is in Rosewood, now. Really, regular visits to try and fix the distance between them would be perfectly reasonable, even if it was only an excuse to investigate this A business himself.

[gameofthunder66]

'Poltergeist ll: The Other Side' (1986) film

watched 8/16/2023- 2 [1/2] stars- on Tubi (free)

[conniesmlb]

[tachimichishrine]

wld it be crazy of me to request smut with margaret mitchell bsd. like. idk. could be plotless -🍳

<yk what would be crazy? if I already had a margaret smut in my drafts. that's crazyyyy right. i totally didn't already have this fully planned in my head and thats the reason this came out so quickly. yeah nope that's insane. (BTW WELCOME 🍳 ANON MUAHAHA)>

"reputation"

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sugar baby! margaret mitchell x fem! reader

warnings: nsfw ; HARD bondage (shibaru) + bdsm ; oral (giving+receiving) ; masturbation (f) ; brat taming ; degradation/praise ; im getting a lil too comfy on this account so yall are gonna start seein my kinks ; intended lowercase ; cursing ; unedited mnmnmn ;

her family's reputation.

her family's reputation was the reason margaret joined the guild.

her family's reputation was the reason she had to work so hard, trying to repay all their debts.

her family's reputation was the reason she found herself at one of fitzgerald's fancy parties with the elite, rich and most posh out there, acting as though she belonged. there was once a time where she would've felt like she truly did, but that was long ago.

it was the reason she was wearing her most refined clothing, dressed up to appear as though she was still part of a family of importance when you caught her gaze from across the room.

the reason she laughed a little bit too loudly at all your jokes and quips once she found out you were truly a woman of high class, several small fortunes all available at your fingertips whenever you so desired.

the reason for the rest of this tale was a little more blurred.

you invited her over to your home often, offering her lavish gifts and meals that she hadn't experienced in ages. if you spotted a single tear in her dress, you not only recommended a tailor and seamstress to fix it up for her, but you picked out at least five similar dresses in your closet and ordered her to wear them in the meantime.

your intentions became clear after one week, when you had been shopping (and insisting you foot the entire bill) by her side and pointed out a lingerie store.

then you asked for her measurements.

you proposed it so elegantly, just like the aristocrat you were; it was an arrangement, is all. she would come over a few times a week, and you would pay off all of her family's debts. all of them. margaret couldn't say no, although she had quite a significant amount of doubts about the dignity of it all. nevertheless, you convinced her that the payments would be untraceable, simply an anonymous donation to your family from a benevolent third party. it wouldn't become a scandal unless she wanted it to be.

so, she didn't just let you take her measurements, but she also tried on any and every erotic outfit you picked out for her. some were cut-outs, her nipples bare and exposed as you propped yourself up on your elbows, watching her with a hungry look in your eyes, while others were hugging all over her curves. however, you let her chose her favourites, and bought them in every colour imaginable. you wanted your darling to look pretty, after all.

today, she was wearing a new outfit: rope started at her neck, wrapped around in a skillful double loop that was merely tight enough to choke back any of her retorts, and trailed along the rest of her body in a spiderweb of masterful knots and patterns.

slightly tipsy, that was all she was, yet she couldn't remember what moment you'd begun taking off her clothes and turning her into modern art. margaret found you to be gentle, ever loving while you fucked her beyond her wildest dreams, but this time you called her over with a slight twinge in your voice. the drive over here felt shameful, shameful that she was selling her body for the sake of her family's reputation, but it wasn't her place to judge herself. this had been going on for so long that it felt natural to show up at your every beck and call.

"beautiful," you kept muttering over and over, almost to yourself, as you spun her around. it appeared that you recently returned from a trip in japan, where you somehow stumbled across the art. in one of the hundreds upon hundreds of rooms you had, the infrastructure was fitted with a simple hook dangling from the ceiling, reinforced so that it wouldn't collapse under the weight of a human being.

she was hanging from it, a slightly painful experience but it was distributed so masterfully all over her skin that the searing was somewhat pleasurable. what wasn't pleasurable was the overstimulation, the way you'd been looking at her for hours, touching yourself in front of her while she was restrained, unable to move even a single millimeter.

the rope was expensive, somehow— she wasn't sure where a woman of high class would go to buy rope. you'd created a collar at her neck, the remainder of the material creating a line of knots running down in between her legs, rubbing right on her dripping pussy, then up from her ass to re-attach to the neckpiece. a symmetrical zigzag of red lined both her sides, connecting right under her collarbone, above and below her tits, and her bellybutton. as for her legs, you seemed to want them as untouched and bare as possible, so you only wrapped the rope around her wrist and ankles before throwing it across the ceiling fixture.

she truly was a sight to behold, so gorgeous and naked, all for you. your initial goal was just to try it out, a new and illustrious type of bondage that was too exciting to pass on. you opted against the gag in case it ever became too much for her, but you never really established a safe word. you just assumed that she would tolerate it like the brat she was.

you'd cum twice already just watching her and fucking yourself, aided by the feeling of her squirming as she shifted attitudes. at first, she seemed to be having fun, telling you how to shift the ropes so it didn't hurt too much and enjoying the harsh hair pulling you did to get her to face upwards and allow you to kiss her loosely.

after a while, margaret got demanding, a little bitchy even. your hands stopped playing with her face and began taking advantage of your position of power, hers of powerlessness. you grabbed her tits, massaged them with greedy fingers, then seemed to get the better of yourself as you hoisted her higher so she was the right height for you to suck on them. and fuck, did your tongue work magic, impatient as always but the desperation made it feel so good. you flattened your tongue on her sensitive nipple, dipping the tip all around the bottom of her chest then let your teeth sink into her, deep. she let out a soft groan at your nibbling, biting down on her lower lip to keep quiet as you got rougher, grabbing her in between your index and thumb in order to secure her in place while you coated her in your saliva.

"fuck... so good..." you murmured at her taste, shifting to the other side while your free hand rubbed on your panties in between your own legs. "you taste so goddamn sublime, my dear. absolutely exquisite when you're all tied up for me, so patient. you'll be patient, won't y-"

"s-shut up," she breathed out, voice shaky as she tried to shift around mid-air and ease the tension in her core. she managed to rut her hips back and forth by arching her back, painfully rubbing her clit on the rope, desperate for friction.

her efforts were amusing. "now, now, sweetheart, the whole point of this is that you just relax and let me take control, no? so why do you have to be such a fucking whore and ruin it all?"

you tightened the restraints, not allowing her to do anything except breathe, if that. not to mention, you went from caressing her thighs and littering them in kisses to grabbing the end of the rope and continuing your line down her legs, completely typing them together so that her entire body was just one long line of restrained limbs. the more concerning part was that you'd gone from holding her knees apart so you could dip your fingers on her soaking cunt before you licked them clean, to sealing them shut. the wait had already been agonizing, but now you made it clear you had no plans on fucking her any time soon.

you dropped her torso, her shoulders hitting the floor and head contorted so she had no choice to look up at herself, wrapped like a fucking christmas present. you looked down at her, look both sadistic and amused, then spun her around so that she was facing the other direction.

"you know I like to hear your pretty voice, my dear margaret," you said sweetly, then smacked her ass roughly. "you know I don't like it when you hold back"— another slap —"when you open your bratty mouth to say anything except my fucking name like a good whore" — you spanked her once more — "which you are, dear. you're such a good whore, worked up and trying to get yourself off on the rope just from me sucking your needy tits." you slapped her once more, but this time you didn't pull your hand off, instead groping her from in between the tightly woven rope. she moaned, rolling herself on the floor as she tried to listen to anything you just said, but all she could think about was feeling you on her again.

"luckily, I'm in a good mood," you smiled, tying her wrists together behind her back then twirling her around again so you could look at her. you got on your knees, cradling her face in your fingertips lovingly while you pressed a soft kiss onto her lips. "you've had enough of watching me fuck myself, haven't you my dear? would you like to do it for me? would you like to fuck me, margaret?"

it felt like a trick answer, so she just waited, looking up at you with those beautiful eyes of hers she knew you couldn't resist. you used the fact that she was suspended from her ankles at a height that allowed her head to rest flat on the ground in order to part your knees and lower your aching pussy onto her face.

she tried so hard to please you (at first, it was about the money. she was your sugar baby after all, and that was essentially the extent of your relationship. and yet, as time passed, she really did want to make you feel as good as she did when you had her laying down on your plush duvet and pillows, eating her out). before you could even lower yourself all the way, her tongue was already sticking out, reaching upwards to get you on her as soon as she possibly could.

"eager now, aren't we?" you teased for a second, halting your descent just so you could feel her breath hitting you in a feverish attempt to get your cunt on her lips for a few more seconds, then gave in with a stretched out moan. "oh... oh my fucking... mmmn... margaret... you needed me that badly, did you?"

the words stopped and the moaning begun; you didn't have any reason to hold yourself back, nor did you. she sucked on your lips so hard, bottom teeth grazing your throbbing clit while you helped by bouncing yourself on her. you grabbed onto her tits while she finally managed to thrust up into you, fucking you on her tongue with the kind of skill that felt unnaturally good.

the stimulation was wonderful, but her sobs muffled into your ass were even sweeter. she tried, so hard, to rub her thighs together while she ate you out all the way to your orgasm, but you'd learned your lesson and made them tight enough that there was frankly no point in trying. but she'd been so obedient that you figured you'd indulge your sweet darling once you finished screaming her name through your high.

you got off of her face, delicately kissing off the remnants of your cum on her cheeks. "amazing as always, my beauty. shall I return the favour?"

one yank and the whole thing fell apart— margaret fell onto the ground, still tied up with her arms bound behind her back and legs practically sewn together, but no longer hanging from the ceiling. you grabbed a knife off of the table in the corner (your safety net, so to speak) and cut off the attachments on her legs and her wrists. her torso remained bound with her tits sticking out of the circle of red rope, however, because you had thought about it a bit longer and decided you did indeed want to watch her try to fuck herself pathetically on the piece of rope tied between her thighs.

and so, you did. with her on all fours, you grabbed onto the piece of rope now loosely sticking out of the collar and yanked it. she gagged, a beautiful, needy choking noise as it simultaneously collapsed around her throat and her pussy. you eased up a little bit, but in no time your other hand was clutching a handful of her now messy hair while she tried to rub her hips on the piece of rope.

she was starting to cry again, the frustration too much to bear but not enough for her to voice her desire out loud, not letting up on her pathetic humping. you softly kissed the back of her neck, whispering into her skin that this was enough, that she could rest and you would take care of her, but she didn't seem to believe a word of it.

to show that you were serious, you flipped her on her back and stopped kneading her soft flesh in favour of kneading her gushing pussy. you intended on fingerfucking her, you really did, but she was so wet and you didn't know if you could handle letting all that perfectly good arousal go to waste. you grabbed some of the pillows you had stashed in the corner of the room, placing them under her so she would be comfortable as you went down on her, shoulders under her knees and her cunt open to you and only you.

she really did have a beautiful voice, especially when she sung your name out. high pitched, but sultry in the most gorgeous of octaves, as though she were an angel condemned to this world. she let out needy whines as she started to get closer and closer, but she was already on the edge for the past hours and it barely took a few thrusts of your tongue inside of her to have her spasm all over your face.

you laughed, scolding her briefly for not warning you but at the same time, exceedingly pleased. somehow, the ropes looked as flattering on her as the finest pieces of lingerie, and you told her so as you cut her free and kissed her softly.

"how was that, dear?" you helped her back into her dress once you'd put on your own clothes. "was I too harsh?"

she shook her head. "not at all, it was rather... fun. you really do have the most incredibly lewd ideas, though. I'm not sure how you do it," she added with a gentle tease.

you helped secure the body of her dress, tying it from the back before sliding your hands around to the front and holding her from behind. you kissed her neck up and down, taking your time as you smelled her and relished in her taste.

"I have to confess, I was hoping I could've kept you here longer, but it would've been cruel for me to deny you for that length of time. you see, as I promised, every... session, I repay part of your family's debts."

margaret was such an impatient woman. "and? why are you reminding me of this?"

you ignored the tone of her ask and laid kisses along the back of her ear. "well, they're all paid up. I put in the last payment right before you arrived today."

an awkward silence ensued, neither of you sure what to say next. thankfully, she was the one to do it.

"in that case, our arrangement... it's over."

"yes," you said solemnly. "margaret, dear, I know I called it an arrangement, but—"

"shut up."

this kind of brashness was common with her, no doubt, but what surprised you the most was her swirling around to meet your gaze and pulling you in by the waist.

"our arrangement is not over. I should still like to continue to meet you for these sessions, as you say," she stated, very matter-of-factly, like there was nothing you could do to argue her words. "will that be a problem?"

you hid your elation well, instead leaning in to kiss her deeply. "not at all. but I'm not sure how I will be able to compensate you for your time, darling."

"oh really? I could think of a number of ways. a day at the spa, a reservation at the splendid restaurant that just opened on fifth, the roses are quite expensive this time of year too..."

you giggled, picking her up so that she would be weightless as you spun her around excitedly.

"anything you want, margaret. I'll get you anything your heart desires, because all that mine wants is you."

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[pilot-nobody]

For the kiss prompts (only if you feel like it!): Suzanne Fitzgerald/Tessie O'Reily; 4 --goodbye.

Hello, Sorry for the delay! Today was strangely busy. This one gets a little angsty... Sorry about that. I could do a happier version if you wanted. Anyways I hope that is okay and that you enjoy it! Thank you!

She doesn’t listen to the news; changes the radio station until she finds the music again. And she doesn’t own a TV – not that one would fit in her tiny apartment. While waiting in line at the grocery store or at the bus station she looks at the headlines on the news stands. But she never picks one up and reads any articles. It’s not like she’s missing anything, not really; the world is crap, always was and always will be. All the news does is report the same crappiness that’s always been here and put a different coat of paint on it. But deep down the problems are all the same.

It's much easier to enjoy what you can and dance through the rest of it; no need to borrow anyone else’s trouble! Suzanne disagrees. Often and passionately. She’ll get into one of her speeches and a fire will spark in those green eyes. Tessie likes that fire! And Suzanne’s face will flush red and if Tessie pushes her just right that beautiful flush will creep down her neck.

At that point there is only one way to get Suzanne to stop talking: kiss her senseless and pull her into bed. Make her whole-body flush with passion and desire. Tessie really enjoys that! Honestly one its one of her favourite things to do: seeing just how far she can get that beautiful blush to blush across that beautiful body!

Lately, though Suzanne has been skipping the whole passionate sex part of their visits. Instead, she drops off the baby and rushes out the door. Not a hello or how are you? Just a here’s the baby and some supplies, I’ll be back in a few days! As if Tessie was just waiting at Suzanne’s beck and call; as if she didn’t have better things to do.

So, when Suzanne bursts through her door sans baby, Tessie is actually pretty damn happy! Those bright green eyes hold back a wild fire that seems desperate to escape Suzanne’s body; cheeks flushed and panting slightly as if she has been running.

Before Tessie can say anything, Suzanne smashes their mouths together. Lips. Teeth. Tongues. Heat. Just as Tessie is finding the rhythm, Suzanne wrenches back.

“Come on, have a little fun,” Tessie goads. Suzanne huffs a breathless laugh and shakes her head.

“Tomorrow. I promise,” And presses back into Tessie. Softer this time. Slower like she’s trying to memorize the shape and taste of her mouth. “I love you!” She whispers and then runs out the still open door.

Tessie spends the rest of the day in a bubble of happiness and excitement! Giggling and dancing and preparing for tomorrow.

Tomorrow comes and the news is unavoidable. Suzanne Fitzgerald is everywhere. Her name is spoken on all the radio stations and written in all the headlines. Her face is plastered everywhere as the manhunt begins.

She is everywhere except in Tessie’s apartment.

Tessie sits in her underwear and does her best to ignore the world. She throws out the candles and the food that she had bought the day before. Waits for nightfall and for a numbness to consume her before she lets the tears fall.

Goodbye.

[brokehorrorfan]

Poltergeist II: The Other Side will be released on 4K Ultra HD + Blu-ray on August 27 via Scream Factory. The 1986 horror sequel is written by Poltergeist co-scribes Mark Victor & Michael Grais.

JoBeth Williams, Craig T. Nelson, Heather O'Rourke, Oliver Robins, Julian Beck, Zelda Rubinstein, Will Sampson, and Geraldine Fitzgerald star. Brian Gibson (What's Love Got to Do with It) directs.

Poltergeist II has been newly restored in 4K from the original camera negative with Dolby Vision and Dolby Atmos. Special features are listed below.

Disc 1 - 4K UHD:

Audio commentary by writer/producer Michael Grais

Audio commentary by Poltergeist: The Fan Site webmaster David Furtney

Disc 2 - Blu-ray:

Audio commentary by writer/producer Michael Grais

Audio commentary by Poltergeist: The Fan Site webmaster David Furtney

Interview with actor Oliver Robins

Interview with special effects designers Richard Edlund, Steve Johnson, and Screaming Mad George

Ghosts of Giger – A look at the contributes of artist H.R. Giger featuring rare photos and interview with agent Les Barany

They're Back: The Making of Poltergeist II

Ghostmakers: The Magic of Poltergeist II

Monster Shop

Theatrical trailer

TV spots

Still galleries

The Freeling family settles into a new home following the annihilation of their former residence by terrifying visitors from the netherworld. But the spirits of the dead are still hell-bent on luring the family to the other side.

Pre-order Poltergeist II: The Other Side.

[jazzstandardspoll]

Descriptions & Propaganda

St. Thomas

Composed by Sonny Rollins

Notable versions: Sonny Rollins and Tommy Flanagan (x), Ron Carter and Jimmy Hall (x), Joshua Redman Quartet (x)

Propaganda: When I was in highschool this was the audition piece for saxophone players looking to join the jazz band. I remember sitting at the theory bar (a cozy little nook in the music room with fairy lights and posters of all Miles Davis, Ella Fitzgerald and etc.) listening to St. Thomas seep through from the practice rooms. Deeply beautiful and nostalgic piece.

Goodbye Pork Pie Hat

Composed by Charles Mingus

Notable versions: Charles Mingus (x), Jeff Beck (x), Joni Mitchell (x)

Propaganda: None submitted.

[nanowrimo]

A Fond Farewell to NaNoWriMo Technical Director Dave Beck

We’ve got some truly bittersweet news: after almost 10 years as NaNoWriMo’s Technical Director, Dave Beck is moving on. Dave joined NaNoWriMo in 2014 and since then has overseen all things site and tech-related for NaNoWriMo and Young Writers Program. In addition to his considerable technical skills, Dave is a true Renaissance man with a remarkable range of skills, interests, and hobbies. Thanks to Dave and our other long-time Software Developer, Jezra Lickter, both our websites are currently in very stable places for this transition. 

Before we say goodbye, Dave shares some thoughts about his time at NaNo:

Q: What are some of your proudest achievements at NaNoWriMo?

I’d say it’s the redevelopment of the Young Writers Program website, which started in 2015. The first version of the website didn’t have many participants. I worked with Marya and Chris [Angotti] for the redesign. However, the biggest risk was creating a writing space for the kids. This feature did not exist before, so we built it from scratch. When we first launched it, 40% of the kids were writing on the site. The number is still going up. It’s 84% at the moment. I didn’t expect it to be this successful. Last time I looked, 20 billion words were written! The second achievement: we haven’t lost a single word ever since the writing space was created. It was very important to me that we did not lose any of the kids’ novels. 

In general, the YWP site was the most fun.

Q: What are some of your fondest NaNoWriMo memories?

The design is the best part. Not the coding itself, but deciding what things we should do and how to get there. When you figure out a design and then develop it, it’s very satisfying when it works well.

It’s also fun being able to creatively collaborate with people, especially with the YWP. I’ll miss Marya and Jezra a great deal, it was very productive.

Q: Tell us about one of your NaNoWriMo novels.

I’ve never won NaNoWriMo! Not even close to it. The closest I’ve gotten is 5k. It was a nonfiction book about ADHD. The funny thing is, when I was a kid, I wanted to be a writer. But I didn’t want to write books! I just wanted to be F. Scott Fitzgerald and go to cocktail parties. I do NaNo every year though. It helps me understand the website and see if everything is working as it should be. So instead of writing, I see the problems and go and fix them.

Q: Fun fact about you that people might not know?

I’m a veteran career changer. I’m leaving programming and coding to become a winemaker. Before this, I was an attorney. I’m still a member of the California Bar actually. I was also a reporter for the LA Press, a fancy sous chef in Boston, and an exhibit designer at the San Francisco science museum.

If you can’t tell, I have ADHD. I liked this job the most since it’s so complicated being a full stack developer. It works well with ADHD because I’m constantly switching what I’m doing.

Q: Are coding and noveling at all the same?? Inquiring minds want to know.

A little bit? There is an element to understanding narrative within a code. You want to understand the order and how the code does certain things. It’s kind of like plotting a novel.

Designing code is also a creative process. But the coding itself shouldn’t be, which is the biggest difference. Coding is standardized so it won’t cause problems, especially when multiple people are working on the code.

With novel writing, you can do whatever you want. You can even break rules to prove a point. You don’t want to do that with coding or you break the whole thing!

Q: What will you miss/not miss the most at NaNo?

I’ll miss the creative relationships I had with Marya and Jezra. It’s interesting and fun work. NaNoWriMo also had a lot of creative lunches before COVID. Once, we all created our own cocktails!

I won’t miss how sometimes, it feels like I’m reinventing the same wheel over and over. For example, we’re trying to refine the system that makes challenges for existing novels. It’s still not completely working right in the way we want it to be, so we end up spending a lot of time on it. It’s like Sisyphus. You think you’ve finally completed something and then we’re back at the bottom of the hill.

Q: Any advice for a developer working at NaNoWriMo, or any aspiring tech developers?

Learn all seven parts of full stack developing as fast as possible. You will need it. Rely heavily on Jezra too. He knows a lot.

For aspiring tech developers, you should only spend 10% of your time actually coding. The other 90% of your time should be spent planning, scoping, and user testing. One of my issues is jumping into a code without a plan, which leads into problems I could have avoided. You should plan for things ahead of time. It’s like scoping your whole novel before writing words down. I’m a pantser coder which isn’t necessarily the best thing.

Q: Since you’re so fond of the YWP site, how about advice for any young writers?

Think for yourselves and write what you want to write. If it’s what you’re interested in, you’ll have fun.

Interested in learning more about open positions at NaNoWriMo? Sign up here to be notified of job postings. Just as we celebrate the diversity of our creative community, we want our staff to reflect that same spirit of inclusion, and we will encourage candidates of all races, genders, cultures, class and educational backgrounds, abilities, and orientations to apply.

[randomestfandoms-ocs]

💙 + Beck and Octavia <33

[blaseballshipbracket]

BLASEBALL SHIP BRACKET ROUND 1

64 ships enter, one ship leaves! who will reign supreme? how will your faves fare? it's a tlournament for the ages!

this is a seeded bracket generated from ships suggested in a google form. round 1 begins thursday, 03/30/23 and will run for one week. propaganda is encouraged - tag this blog and i'll share it!

ROUND 1 MATCHUPS:

Megan Ito/Parker MacMillan VS Leon Duncan/Andrew Trebek

Finn James/Kennedy Loser VS Hewitt Best/Yeong-Ho Garcia

Flattery McKinley/Niq Nyong'o VS Jessica Telephone/Betsy Trombone

Tillman Henderson/Declan Suzanne VS Don Mitchell/Percival Wheeler

Baldwin Breadwinner/Alyssa Harrell VS Axel Cardenas/Miguel Wheeler

Dominic Marijuana/Andrew Solis VS Eduardo Ingram/Leach Ingram

Pedro Davids/Valentine Games VS Anathema Elemefayo/Patty Fox/Hatfield Suzuki

Stevenson Heat/James Mora VS Baby Triumphant/Castillo Turner

Yosh Carpenter/Sebastian Woodman VS Cannonball Sports/Bees Taswell

Igneus Delacruz/Howell Franklin VS Mcdowell Mason/Sexton Wheerer

Allison Abbott/Kichiro Guerra VS Eugenia Garbage/Ziwa Mueller

Caleb Alvarado/Isaac Johnson VS Conner Haley/Sebastian Telephone

Brock Forbes/Adalberto Tosser VS Domino Bootleg/Theodore Honeywell

Lenny Marijuana/Chorby Short VS Moody Cookbook/Landry Violence

Margarito Nava/Nic Winkler VS Riley Firewall/Geraldine Frost

Inez Owens/Bees Taswell VS Paula Turnip/Hiroto Wilcox

Tyreek Olive/Landry Violence VS Fitzgerald Blackburn/Math Velazquez

Val Hitherto/Nerd Pacheco VS Ortiz Lopez/Pitching Machine

Luis Acevedo/Tot Clark VS Derrick Krueger/Sebastian Telephone

The San Francisco Lovers VS Gita Sparrow/Jayden Wright

Tillman Henderson/Mike Townsend VS Famous Owens/Mclaughlin Scorpler

Alaynabella Hollywood/Magi Ruiz VS Nerd Pacheco/Lars Taylor

Nagomi Mcdaniel/York Silk's Mom VS Qais Dogwalker/Grollis Zephyr

Jacob Haynes/Alaynabella Hollywood/Moses Mason VS Burke Gonzalez/Brock Watson/Joshua Watson

Jaylen Hotdogfingers/Jessica Telephone VS Juice Collins/Sutton Dreamy

Sandford Garner/Don Mitchell VS Famous Owens/Nerd Pacheco

Rivers Rosa/Lou Roseheart VS Jode Crutch/Rush Ito

Declan Suzanne/Edric Tosser/Baby Triumphant VS Lady Matsuyama/Bottles Šuljak

Cornelius Games/Richardson Games VS Mags Banananana/Eugenia Bickle

Workman Gloom & PolkaDot Patterson VS Shannon Chamberlain/Kennedy Loser

Caligula Lotus/Beck Whitney VS Steals Mondegreen/Silvaire Semiquaver

Summers Preston/Stephanie Winters VS Haruta Byrd/Bright Zimmerman

[man-down-in-hatchet-town]

What's Up

Hello 50-odd followers I've gained in the last two weeks! You may have signed up for the Starkid content, but surprise! You also get me writing a full-ass response to the latest episode of Shipwrecked's The Case of the Greater Gatsby every week! If you haven't listened to it, please it give it a try. It's a hoot and two halves!

As ever, spoilers for Episode 11 (already??) under the cut.

First of all, I WAS RIGHT ABOUT THE LOCATION OF THE TAPES! This was a fairly basic thing to be right about, but seeing as there really are so many threads (lmao that SONG) complicating this story, I'm going to take the victories I can get. And we can't say it wasn't fun listening to Fig repeatedly fail at the not-so-simple task of getting Sheila to leave her own living room.

The real highlight of the episode, however, was Ford's interview with Vivian. My beloved Fightingale were back and in full force today, folks. Ford definitely feels like something's off with Vivian--though it's unclear if he's clocked what @katvantassel pointed out weeks ago about Vivian knowing that Fitzgerald was strangled before Fig or Ford could tell her. And her alibi is definitely sketchy--almost like something she specifically designed in hopes of making Ford uncomfortable or short-circuiting his brain. Also, the way Vivian and Mo say the details of that night out loud to each other sounds very much like they're concocting their story together then and there. It's interesting to note that Mo's corroboration explicitly covers midnight and afterwards, since we know thanks to Jasper Fox that Fitzgerald was killed in that exact time period. Could that even possibly be a coincidence? And more generally, are Mo and Vivian in cahoots? That would explain how Vivian prematurely knew about the asphyxiation, but would really bring into question why she needs Fig and Ford when there's a cop at her beck and call. Unless, of course, Barnaby is too powerful to be investigated by the police force, so she has to use our favorite detectives to frame or point the finger at her husband instead...

But then again, there's the Bixby angle to it all. If Mo really is trying to bring down Bixby, why would the bar's favorite performer be working with him? I suppose they could be two completely separated plot points. Or maybe Vivian's making a play to claim Bixby's as her own? After all, we do know she doesn't hold the highest esteem for Bixby's other acts... AHHHH. SO MANY THREADS!

Speaking of which, "Too Many Threads" was an absolute smooth bop, with cleverly meta lyrics, a tantalizingly pointed final verse (is Vivian taunting Ford?), and that perfect combination of Dylan Glatthorn's songwriting and Mary Kate Wiles' voice that we've come to know and love. Please release this song soon, Shipwrecked! I will buy it from you! (Bonus points for also including Clark's Cole Porter cover from last week!)

In other news, it turns out that Bixby, so helpful this episode in recapping all of the various mysteries and cases, was not in fact lying about his financial issues in order to cover up for the Brigade. His landlord, Old Bob, has been drastically raising the rent! Could this have anything to do with anything else, or is it just typically vampiric landlord shenanigans?

AND THAT CLIFFHANGER OF AN ENDING! Oh Persauds, this is the cruelest thing you've done yet. I can't wait to hear from Fitzy himself next episode!

[beausling]

the big masterlist

FICTIONAL CHARACTERS

˗ˏˋSUPERNATURAL´ˎ˗

꩜ dean winchester

꩜ sam winchester

꩜ castiel

˗ˏˋMARVEL´ˎ˗

꩜ sam wilson

꩜ bucky barnes

garden

꩜ steve rogers

˗ˏˋTHE BOYS´ˎ˗

꩜ marvin milk

꩜ billy butcher

꩜ hughie campbell

꩜ frenchie

꩜ soldier boy

˗ˏˋTHE WALKING DEAD´ˎ˗

꩜ glenn rhee

꩜ rick grimes

꩜ carl grimes

꩜ daryl dixon

˗ˏˋSONS OF ANARCHY´ˎ˗

꩜ jax teller

꩜ opie winston

꩜ chibs telford

꩜ tig trager

꩜ juice ortiz

꩜ happy lowman

꩜ half-sack epps

˗ˏˋGREYSVERSE´ˎ˗

꩜ mark sloan

꩜ derek shepherd

꩜ alex karev

꩜ travis montgomery

꩜ jack gibson

꩜ dean miller

꩜ theo ruiz

˗ˏˋ911VERSE´ˎ˗

꩜ evan buckley

꩜ paul strickland

꩜ carlos strand-reyes

꩜ tk strand-reyes

˗ˏˋSCREAMTV´ˎ˗

꩜ jake fitzgerald

꩜ will belmont

꩜ noah foster

꩜ eli hudson

˗ˏˋOUTER BANKS´ˎ˗

꩜ pope heyward

꩜ jj maybank

꩜ rafe cameron

˗ˏˋT70SVERSE´ˎ˗

꩜ michael kelso

꩜ steven hyde

꩜ jay kelso

˗ˏˋ13 REASONS WHY´ˎ˗

꩜ justin foley

꩜ clay jensen

꩜ zach dempsey

꩜ alex standall

˗ˏˋTHE SOCIETY´ˎ˗

꩜ grizz visser

꩜ sam eliot

꩜ harry bingham

˗ˏˋGILMORE GIRLS´ˎ˗

꩜ dean forester

꩜ jess mariano

꩜ tristan dugray

꩜ dave rygalski

REAL PEOPLE

˗ˏˋGREY 59´ˎ˗

꩜ ruby da cherry

꩜ scrim

꩜ night lovell

꩜ max beck

˗ˏˋSTURNIOLO TRIPLETS´ˎ˗

꩜ matt

꩜ chris

꩜ nick

˗ˏˋMISC´ˎ˗

꩜ jensen ackles + other characters

being jackles’ controversially young!gf (insta au)

꩜ anthony mackie

꩜ karl urban

꩜ charlie hunnam

꩜ oliver stark

꩜ rudy pankow

꩜ drew starkey

꩜ mace coronel

꩜ dylan minnette

these are all the characters and people that i’ve written for, or plan to write/create bots for in the future. you can request anything for these characters or people, or any others, be it platonic or otherwise, at any time and i will try to get to them as soon as i can. there are some characters/people i will not write for.

[tomcherryoldtimeradioshow]

Larry Beck says…

“Please join me this Saturday, December 23 at 8pm for the annual BlueNotes All Jazz Christmas on Indiana Public Radio. I'll have two hours of jazz covers of your favorite holiday tunes and Christmas carols. I'll also have  some New Orleans jazz tunes as well as selections from Ella Fitzgerald's landmark 1960 album "Ella Wishes You a Swinging Christmas." Other artists include Boney James, Julie London, Tony Bennett, Bill Evans, Dave Brubeck and Diana Krall. Complete listening options and streaming live at www.indianapublicradio.org”

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  ────  𝜗𝜚  BECK !  8TEEN.   seasian. infp-t. audhd. ᯓᡣ𐭩  ݁˖   going to prison for wriothesley.  current hyperfixation : genshin .  hazbin . jjk . slow writing + multifandom. here with @pixelcafe-network. status : missing meds. listening to . . . † halik — kamikazee. reading . . . ✮ the great gatsby — f.scott fitzgerald.

TAGS. GUIDELINES. MLIST. WIPS. PALESTINE. TIPS.

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[boy-wonder-oncologist-fan]

Greetings from your secret Santa! 🎅🎄

Aw thank you for the warm welcome 🙂 it's nice chatting with you too 😊

Yes I felt that way about "Sing Sing Sing" too! (and I was today years old when I found out it was written by Louis Prima and not Benny Goodman)! Also love the song in that last dance scene: "Bei Mir Bist Du Schon".

And thank you, seeing your list of favorite artists, I think you have great music taste too! 👌 My favorite artists (from all decades and genres) include Paul McCartney, David Bowie, Ella Fitzgerald, Frank Sinatra, Robert Palmer, Todd Rundgren, Marc Bolan, Beck, Aretha Franklin, Stevie Wonder, Madonna, Marvin Gaye, Sade Adu, George Michael, and Billy Joel. I'm sure I'm forgetting someone again, especially since I forgot to name The Monkees and The Jackson 5 in my list of bands!

As for Duran Duran I think there may have been a brief renaissance in the fandom when their latest album Future Past was about to be released and teased us with a couple singles. It was so exciting to hear new music from them and see them together again after the pandemic. Eventually some of those fans moved on to other interests (or just off Tumblr completely) but I did notice a handful of new fans crop up on here in their place.

Having learned of both your favorite bands and artists, I'm curious what influenced your music tastes? For me, it was my parents and older siblings. I was the much younger sibling, born when my parents were in their 40's. So my tastes go way back partly because of them.

No, I don't think you were that late in replying! It took me some time to respond, so no worries. 💙

Sorry for the very big delay in responding, college and my physical recovery weren't letting me breathe :"

And I didn't know that Benny Goodman hadn't written "Sing sing sing", thanks for letting me know :0

Also, that's a great list of artists, I'll check Sade Adu, thanks for the rec :)

About Duran Duran, it makes sense and I'm glad they're getting more recognition now (*I'll elaborate further) and I think it's a testament to the band the way that (like you said) is still getting new active fans all the time. * Having been part of music fandoms before, I saw they never seemed to take the band seriously and there was an overall very snobbish tone in the way they used to comment about them.

About your music influences, that makes sense and now I'm curious: What kind of music did your parents introduce you to? What about your siblings? Which artists that they used to listen to do you still listen to?

About the influences of my music taste: my parents are gen x and they had some cassettes, CDs and VCDs they would play at home (mainly rock and pop from the 80s/90s in English and Spanish); but I specifically remember a VCD with ABBA videos that I was absolutely obsessed with as a toddler. Later as an eighth year old I became fixated with 80s music and specially Queen because of some DVDs my parents brought home. It wasn't until I was a thirteen that we finally had internet connection at home so I started listening to much more music and could finally listen to songs in Queen's catalogue that weren't the more famous ones; that was a breaking point because I started to branch out into the main subgenres of rock and eventually discovered progressive rock (my favorite rock subgenre) and from that I got into metal and jazz, and more recently jazz has lead me to soul and classic hip hop but I'm still too much of a noob about those genres to articulate and opinion. (Sorry if this was too long, I just like talking about music 😬)

Also I hope the holidays treated you well and best wishes for the new year! :D