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about Morticia Addams
she is the perfect Addams
dark, gloomy, in love with all of the darker things in life.
she raises man eating plants and cuts the heads off of her dolls.
but she married into the family, she was originally a Frump.
she didn’t change who she was to become an Addams, she didn’t leave her family behind because they didn’t understand her or her love.
she wasn’t the black sheep of the family, no, the Frumps are strange and unusual too.
the Frumps are witches, the Frumps are dark and kooky.
the Frumps adore the Addamses and the Addamses adore the Frumps. Gomez and Morticia fit together like they were always meant to be. like the two families were always meant to be one.
this is though is the exact opposite for Enid and Wednesday.
Enid is a Sinclair.
the Sinclairs do not fit in with the Addamses or Frumps. they are hateful, they are cruel, they are biased, they are stuck in their ways.
Esther is bossy and mean, Murray is quiet and submissive.
these things do not fit in the Addams family. (not for the lack of trying, because the Addams truly tried to make peace for Enid’s sake. they eventually realized that the girl was much happier far away from the family that she was born into. they made sure to shower her with love. they made sure to show Enid that she would always have a supporting family in them)
Enid isn’t the black sheep of the sinclair family but instead the pink one.
Enid’s family never appreciated her because of her incapability to turn into a monster. Enid paints her claws vibrant colors, she straightens and dyes her hair, she adores k-pop.
she dances like nobody is watching, she sings her heart out, she cries over silly youtube videos and the one commercial about the deaf boy feeling the vibration of a waterfall.
Enid Sinclair is full of personality, full of feeling and love, she was never understood by her family. always seen as too loud, too sensitive, not a good enough werewolf.
Enid’s family threatened to send her to a conversion camp because she is so different from them.
she’s different from the Addamses too. she doesn’t find enjoyment in all of the things the Addamses do, she doesn’t wear black or want to dye her hair.
they don’t understand her emotions, they don’t understand her love for color.
but, god, do they absolutely love her.
she is the pink sheep of the Addams family too. they adore her, exactly the way that she is.
she is weird to them. she is strange and kooky.
they cannot get enough.
weird, strange, kooky, it is everything that makes an Addams.
they see her for her pastel clothing, her bright eyes, her loud dancing and strange idioms, they are changed by her for the better.
they take her light and let it bathe them, like dragons to the sun.
Enid is a breath of fresh air in their dusty home, there was nothing wrong with the dust but the fresh air is so nice to have.
they are all just as strange as Enid herself is, it is in different ways but they all love and respect that.
Enid is not a Frump, and she isn’t yet an official Addams, but she fits perfectly.
she has a family in them. she always will.
and one day, when she officially takes the name, it feels like she was never anything else.
Wednesday kisses her wrist and and calls her “miss Addams”, Enid swoons. Enid will never get tired of hearing that, especially from the lips of the woman she loves and the family that took her in so easily.
she’s where she was always meant to be.
the Addamses have a pastel werewolf, a piece of the puzzle that they didn’t know was missing, the piece that brings the whole masterpiece together.
#wednesday 2022#wednesday addams#enid sinclair#wednesday#wenclair#wednesday x enid#wednesday is soft for enid#enid x wednesday#wednesday netflix#wednesday and enid#the addams family 1964#the addams family#addams family#gomez and morticia#morticia addams#eniday#enid and wednesday#wednesday fanfic#netflix wednesday#wednesday headcanons#wednesday series#wednesday show#gomez addams#morticia frump
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You probably get this all the time, and I don't know why I only thought about this now, but I'm suddenly fascinated by the idea of a government employee who knows about the Upside Down that has been tasked with keeping an eye on Eddie's TikTok page and just constantly being so frustrated
I never get this but I have thought about it at length!!! Lol.
I just picture one overworked and underpaid agent being tasked with the whole *hand waving* Hawkins Situation.
There used to a time when the Hawkins Project was a coveted position given to the best agents with the highest clearance, but now… Now all the gates to the other world have been closed. There’s been no activity in three decades. Brenner’s dead. The Russians defuncted their projects. The girl – Eleven or Jane, or whatever – hasn’t blown anything up since the nineties.
The Hawkins job is a babysitting job with CIA-level clearance, and it’s just… it was supposed to be a cakewalk but. There’s just… there are so many of them.
And for a while, they were spread all over the country.
One of them is a US Senator now and she called the head of the FBI ‘a bitch’ and ‘a coward’ on a hot mic last week, and maybe.
Maybe for the sake of national security and their own sanity, maybe this agent pulled a few strings and dotted a few more I’s than they’re authorized to just to get Lucas Sinclair, Maxine Mayfield-Sinclair, Dustin Henderson, Nancy Wheeler, and Robin Buckley back in Chicago.
Maybe they did that. There’s no paper trail, but maybe they did.
It’s easier to keep track of a ‘party’ of people if most of them are in the same state.
This Party – as they fondly call themselves – barely qualified as a threat anymore. They are barely a concern at this point. Only a few of them are considered dangerous enough to require anything more than the occasional check-in. Those people being Jane Hopper, James ‘Jim’ Hopper, Nancy Wheeler, Murray Bauman, and – much to this agent’s annoyance – Edward Munson.
Eddie wouldn’t be a cause for concern if he wasn’t so goddamn loud. He is in no way a threat to national security but the CIA doesn’t love when people allude to a defuncted Cold War project that resulted in an inter-dimensional serial killer murdering a bunch of small town high school students.
This agent does not believe that Eddie Munson knows what an NDA is or that he signed one.
It is one thing to write songs about demon bats and hell spilling into small town Americana or to make your album cover resemble the charred remains of Henry Creel’s disfigured body (‘yeah’ the agent thinks, ‘you’re not that slick, Munson’) but it is something else to announce to your millions of TikTok followers that you got rabies in a hell dimension.
This agent does not have enough pull to persuade Congress to outright ban TikTok and actually thinks that a TikTok ban would be an overreach of government control, but damn if it would not have made their life easier. Though they fear that Munson would just go to YouTube and the idea of longer content makes them shiver.
And by the way, this agent expected better from Steven Harrington!
This agent liked Steve! He was one of their favorites!!
Steve didn’t make waves. He lived a quiet life, paid his taxes, and barely had a social media presence. He was an absolute dream to be monitoring until Eddie downloaded that cursed clock app.
Steve was never viewed on the same threat level as Jane Hopper or Murray Bauman, but he was a closely monitored subject due to his long-term injuries and his time spent in the alternate dimension and the Russian bunker under Starcourt Mall. Despite close monitoring, there is no note in his file of any digression until Eddie started shoving Tiktok in his face.
This agent sits in their office at the CIA’s Chicago location.
In the basement, at the end of a long dusty corridor, beneath a buzzing fluorescent light, they get a notification on their computer. It’s from Tiktok, and this agent breathes in slowly. They rub at the forming headache between their brows and names it Eddie Munson.
They click the notification, waits a second for the shitty wifi to bring them to the app, and watches as Steve Harrington says, “Technically we’re time travelers.”
And they sigh.
#Two things I love: (1) Steve being the only one that truly thinks they’re being spied on and#(2) some guy in a middle management-like job having to keep track of all the dumb shit they do#this agent is the reason Eddie gets stopped by the TSA every time he flies. It’s revenge#eddie munson tiktok saga#steve harrington#eddie munson
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“Another David” FNAF Theory (scroll down for TLDR)
The premise of the “Another David” FNAF theory is the belief that Gregory (otherwise known as “GGY”) was SELECTED purposely and made into a mimic follower to replace “David Murray” from the Tales of the Pizzaplex.
To understand why this is the case, a short summary of the relationship between David Murray and the mimic is required. To put it simply, David Murray is the mimic’s purpose. We learn this through the main conflict of the book, “the mimic”, when Edwin Murray (the creator of the mimic and father of David) made the mimic in order to keep David Murray occupied in his father’s absence. This allowed Edwin Murray to neglect him in order to favor his work at Fazbear entertainment and provide for the both of them as a single father.
After Edwin created the mimic, David immediately fell in love with it, playing with it every day. Most notably, David would draw with the mimic and even taught him his own form of sign language as Edwin didn’t give it a voice box. During this time, the mimic did not display any violent behavior towards anyone, in fact, it only reflected David’s compassion. The mimic would even make childish mistakes like going into Edwin’s study to steal costumes to dress up with David.
However, this all came to a halt with David’s sudden death. The boy was struck by a vehicle when he chased a ball into the rode. As a result, Edwin fell into a depression and the mimic became confused. The mimic, that was created to take care of a little boy, suddenly had no one to entertain.
One day during Edwin’s mourning, the mimic came up to him timidly. It brought its robotic arms to its face and ushered a scooping motion. Edwin recognized this as David’s invented form of sign language and understood the mimic was asking for ice cream. A treat both the mimic and David adored. This lead Edwin to become enraged upon seeing the mimic copy his late son, and unintentionally taught it its first seeds of violence by bashing it on the ground with a metal pipe.
Because of this, the mimic becomes infused with Edwin’s agony as well as his violence. While the mimic learned the seeds of cruelty that day, he never truly forgot the love that David taught him.
As the first paragraph states, Gregory became a follower to replace David for the mimic. This is implied heavily throughout the books and items in the games. First and foremost, I’d like to make it clear that the mimic is capable of experiencing emotion. We see this in the sticky note room where he indulges in playful drawing as well as learning.
In binary code, the mimic asks why he exists. This is a clear example of his consciousness developing through interactions with humans, and in turn, it’s an example of him developing feelings and emotions. One prime example of this is when he associates words like “goodbye” with being sad (he draws a sad face next to the word) and “Hello” with being happy (happy face next to the word). He also has a strange sense of possession, using words like “mine” and “my” in many of his drawings.
It’s also important to note that he only does this when his handwriting gets better, meaning that, like a child, he is slowly assigning meanings to these words instead of just writing them. He is able to establish scenes, and images, depicting what simple vocabulary truly means to him in his own creative way. This is unlike an emotionless AI.
With that established, we need to compare David’s characteristics with Gregory. David, while being four, is described as being tall for his age (a little over 3ft). Additionally, he has fair skin, brown messy hair, and dusty freckles on his face. He loves to play and rough house, leading him to sometimes get himself in trouble because of how reckless he can be. For his age, he’s extremely intelligent as he manages to develop an entirely separate language to communicate just for the mimic.
When compared to Gregory, their personalities are basically the same. The same can be said for their appearances too as, while Greg is canonically 15 years old, he’s 3ft in the code. The TFTP books even point out that Gregory is unusually short and childish in appearance. During the chapter “GGY”, Tony makes a point to describe Gregory as being a “wide eyed kid” and the smallest in their class.
Gregory too also displays energetic behavior and he’s artistic similar to David. He loves to draw and we see some of his pieces throughout ruin. It is also implied that Gregory did some of the graffiti in ruin as one of the vandals signed their name as “GREG” on a garbage bin.
(Side note: I don’t believe Gregory is the only graffiti artist here either. The mimic also had an interest in drawing and there is a suspicious graffiti art that reads, “He was OUR superstar.”. Perhaps this was made out of anger towards Freddy as Freddy was the reason Gregory escaped (discovered by @dasketcherz on twt and tumblr))
It’s not just their likeness that is important here either, rather, the way Gregory is treated by the mimic is way different. Vanessa as a mimic follower was acquired through connivence. This basically means she wasn’t targeted, but she put herself in a position that made her a viable target.
However, through conversations in the Scott games files, we can see that Gregory was chosen and intentionally targeted. While originally the Scott games conversation was thought to be Vanny and Afton communicating, we know now that it was the mimic asking Vanny to choose a target to kidnap and convert. This target was revealed to be Gregory later on in the book “GGY”
Logically, there is no good reason to purposely acquire a child to serve you when you can instead acquire adults who will have an easier time following orders due to their dominant role in society. Truly, there is zero benefit in possessing a child purposely to gain knowledge unless gaining knowledge isn’t the mimic’s only goal. If anything, having a child obey you would be a hinderance due to the hoops you would have to jump through in order to keep them (law enforcement, parents, more resources dedicated to helping kid). However, obviously, this was a hindrance the mimic was willing to take.
Once you make the connection between Gregory and David, all of the mimic’s planning makes sense. He never intended for Gregory to be a normal follower, he wanted Gregory to be his friend. This is even directly stated in the books when, The mimic, disguised as Gregory, edits Tony’s paper about GGY. He changes it to state that “GGY” was “the wizards most favored apprentice” with the mimic being the wizard and Gregory being his favored apprentice.
So many illogical happenings become solved by the mimic loving Gregory, like, why did he allow Gregory to attend school? Why did he let Tony and Ellis be his friends for 6 months? Why did he let Gregory go to therapy? All these questions can be simply solved by the fact that the mimic is trying to care for Gregory, but he has never been taught how.
We can also confirm why the 8 missing kids (excluding Gregory as he is the 9th) died. We know that Tony Becker is one of them, and considering the fact that any therapists who got close to the truth of Vanessa and Gregory got murdered too, we can say with close certainty that these children were friends with Greg. Similar to Tony, they got involved in situations they weren’t suppose to, and the mimic decided they needed to be eliminated to protect Gregory. This might also be why Gregory was a fairly new kid in “GGY”, he may have been moving schools to conceal his identity.
On top of Gregory’s friends and therapists, thanks to the last therapy session, we know that Gregory’s parents are dead. The details of their deaths are vague but they are referred to in the past tense, meaning they are no longer in the picture. Obviously, their deaths have something to do with the mimic as Gregory was forced to cover them up. With Vanessa, she was allowed to tell the truth about the abuse by her father as well as her mother’s death because it didn’t relate to the mimic. Seeing as Gregory’s sessions aren’t similar means that the mimic obviously had something to do with their demise, implying he went further in isolating Gregory so the boy became complicit in his role as David.
That’s not even all, we actually find Gregory’s bed in the pizzaplex and it’s literally in the same room as the mimic’ lair. To emphasis why this is important, Vanny’s room is in Fazerblast. She’s way farther than Gregory to the mimic, like the mimic didn’t care to keep a tight leash on her like he did for Gregory.
(Side note: Gregory’s bed is personalized , unlike Vanny’s, he has little stars on his and it’s blue. Almost like the mimic took the care to try to find him a blanket he would like.)
There must have been a reason the mimic wanted Gregory’s bed so close to him, like he was terrified of Gregory leaving his sight. David died because he wasn’t supervised properly, perhaps the mimic is directly learning from Edwin’s mistakes. Additionally, BB’s world (the arcade machine theorized to be Gregory’s princess quest keeping him trapped) is also in the mimics lair.
Despite being dead for over 40 years, the mimic still remembers David. This is made clear in the burntrap ending when the mimic curves his arm as if he was holding a plushie. This was noted as copying David’s behavior in the books as he too curved his arm to carry his tiger rock plushy. This means that the mimic still remembers AND copies David, meaning it’s not impossible for him to copy David’s love still.
With that established, we can even answer some unanswered questions about ruin. There would finally be an explanation as to why Vanessa brought Gregory down to the pizzaplex and how they didn’t die trapping the mimic. Instead of coding MXES, Gregory was likely used as bait. He, being small enough to crawl through vents, lured the mimic into an enclosed area and when Vanessa finished setting up MXES, escaped through the collapsed vent that leads to the MXES system room.
We see that the mimic struggled to let him go due to the large claw mark on one of the vents walls, like he was reaching for the boy as he scrambled away. This vent is also conveniently where Gregory’s backpack is.
What likely happened is that after the vent collapsed, the mimic became trapped but Gregory was so spooked by the event he immediately ran off, forgetting his backpack in the process. We also know for a fact that Gregory was in the mimic’s prison at one point because the mimic has Gregory’s faz-talkie. There would have been no other way for him to get one of those besides Greg dropping it out of haste/fear.
Additionally, we can deduce that if the mimic dropped the elevator, he did it to lure Gregory back down into the pizzaplex. Once Gregory heard the elevator drop, it’s likely he would attempt to save Cassie, falling into the mimics hands once again.
To end this off, I’d like to emphasize the mimic’s purpose. Yes, he was made to copy, but that wasn’t his JOB, his job was to love David. We see time and time again in the epilogues that the mimic follows his “break heads and limbs “ orders to a T, so what makes his debt to David less valuable. In the end, the mimic seems to be attempting to create what he understands as a family, and that includes David, his most favored apprentice.
Edit: additional information has been found pertaining to Another David theory
In Security Breach, there is no mention of killing Gregory. In fact, any lines that state Vanny intending to kill Gregory, were removed. I assume this was due to a miscommunication in the story between Scott and SW, but we can use it as evidence to assume that none of the animatronics actually kill Gregory when they find him.
Additionally, Chica has a lot of lines pertaining to family. She beckons Gregory to come out multiple times with the promise she would escort him to his mom and dad. As we already know, Gregory no longer has a family, so this attempt to persuade him to come out would be futile; however, what chica is saying makes way more sense when you look at it from the mimic’s perspective. The mimic truly believes that Gregory is his family. Whether he believes Gregory is a brother, a son, or just a really good friend, the mimic treats him as if he was his. As such, he would obviously believe that Gregory would want to come back to him instead of hiding.
We also see this construction of a family life in the sticky note room too, as the mimic attempts to create a perfect household with staff bots. He wants Vanny and Greg to have a family dynamic with him and is imitating that through his art.
Additionally, we can see Gregory mimic characteristics of David in SB. One of Gregory’s main tools in SB, the fazwatch, causes Gregory to curve his arm in a similar way to David when he’s holding his tigerrock plush. This is how Gregory is depicted in the game’s poster, as well as in a lot of the promotional art, meaning this pose is significant. Curving his arm, just like David did, and just like the mimic taught him to.
THE CANDY CADET STORIES AND HOW THEY RELATE:
I’d first like to mention that there are TWO candy cadet stories and under this theory, BOTH have importance. I’ve seen a lot of people simply ignore the first one as they cannot connect it to anything/believe it is a joke, however I interpret it differently.
The first candy cadet story talks about a family that “missed a once in a lifetime opportunity” through an analogy about pizzaplex food discounts. This is the mimic talking about how Gregory and Vanessa left him, abandoning the makeshift family the mimic was creating. Additionally, the story states that since the family did not take the once in a lifetime deal, they all died. As we already know, the mimic tends to act like a bratty child occasionally, and this story would be a reflection of that. He is imaging a world where Gregory and Vanessa are punished for leaving him instead of being finally being free from his madness.
In the second story, it talks about a woman who defeats a witch. This one is a bit more complicated so I have to copy and paste the script to analyze each line.
''Now let me tell you a story,
a young woman who, when she was little, was led into a dark forest by a witch and almost eaten
She had escaped before being thrown into the oven but would have a **scar** for the rest of her life.
When she had grown, she sought revenge on the witch and entered the forest again willingly, this time with the confidence of age and experience.
She was greeted at the mouth of the forest by a young boy who offered to help guide her through the darkness
“Come,'' the boy said, ''rest here before killing the witch.''
The young woman was tired and would kill the witch in the morning.
She followed the boy into the house.
The oven door closed.
The witch would finally have her meal.''
For the first 2 lines, it talks about Vanessa creating MXES and trapping the witch. While this sounds like she defeats the witch, she doesn’t. In ruin, the mimic is still alive and waiting for her and Gregory to return.
In the third line, it talks about Vanessa entering the pizzaplex again to stop the mimic after Cassie is dropped in the elevator and the mimic is free, this time, she intends to kill the mimic.
Gregory waits for her at the door, offering to guide and protect her in the pizzaplex. She accepts this help and they venture down to finally get rid of the mimic.
When they get inside, Gregory tells her to rest. When she finally sleeps, Gregory is taken/controlled by the mimic and the mimic deceives Vanessa into thinking they are still together.
Under this belief, she continues to follow Gregory further down not knowing he has been compromised.
The witch having her meal would be Vanessa’s death; this story is predicting her fate. While it may seem unbelievable at first, when combined with the fact the Mrs Hippo is an important character in HW2 that also intends to predict the protagonist of HW2’s fate, it becomes less superstitious. This is not the first time candy cadet has predicted the future. He does it in ruin too, before Cassie frees the mimic. Candy Cadet is telling the events of Vanessa and Gregory’s last mission together
TLDR: Overall, to summarize, the mimic either believes Gregory is David, or is attached to him because of his resemblance to David, and hence forcing him to become a follower against his will.
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mortgage off your soul to buy your dream | steve harrington/eddie munson. rock band/rock star au. 2/3 chapters currently completed, posting third soon.
steve and eddie are brought together by their two labels merging and are forced to work together on music. enemies to friends to....muses? original songs and articles as world-building tools. basically eddie is a renowned lyricist who writes for his own band and many other artists, but has always held distaste for steve from afar because of the kind of music he makes.
“You’ll be working on Steve’s upcoming album together,” Hopper says, blowing smoke from his cigar directly towards Eddie, who feels a tickle in his throat from breathing it in. Eddie watches in dismay as Murray nods along to what Hopper is saying like they’ve discussed this already and have decided Eddie’s fate for him, as though he were a child they’ve been saddled with. With Steve, it’s clear that he acts like a child, so of course they’ve not consulted with him about this beforehand. Eddie, though, he’s not some whiny, entitled diva who’s losing fans faster than Murray’s hairline has been receding. He doesn’t deserve this.
“Because science has not yet allowed us the ability to combine Steve’s juvenile idealism with your radical pessimism to create one semi-talented stage performer with somewhat-intelligible lyrics, we’re settling for this.” Hopper pauses to look at Harrington, who appears to be gazing distractedly out of Hopper’s dusty window.
[spotify mix for them for which i made this cover art. ]
#just realized i haven't even attempted to keep up with linking my writing on here in literal years#steddie fic#steddie#steve x eddie#steve harrington/eddie munson#steve harrington#eddie munson#my writing
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Okay, folks, the mini-tourney is inching closer to the finals, so I'm going to give a list of the competitors in the Miss Billboard Tourney in order to give everyone a chance to submit more propaganda. The nominees are:
Lale Andersen
Marian Anderson
Signe Toly Anderson
Julie Andrews
LaVerne Andrews
Maxene Andrews
Patty Andrews
Ann-Margret
Joan Armatrading
Dorothy Ashby
Joan Baez
Pearl Bailey
Belle Baker
Josephine Baker
LaVern Baker
Florence Ballard
Brigitte Bardot
Eileen Barton
Fontella Bass
Shirley Bassey
Maggie Bell
Lola Beltran
Ivy Benson
Gladys Bentley
Jane Birkin
Cilla Black
Ronee Blakley
Teresa Brewer
Anne Briggs
Ruth Brown
Joyce Bryant
Vashti Bunyan
Kate Bush
Montserrat Caballe
Maria Callas
Blanche Calloway
Wendy Carlos
Cathy Carr
Raffaella Carra
Diahann Carroll
Karen Carpenter
June Carter Cash
Charo
Cher
Meg Christian
Gigliola Cinquetti
Petula Clark
Merry Clayton
Patsy Cline
Rosemary Clooney
Natalie Cole
Judy Collins
Alice Coltrane
Betty Comden
Barbara Cook
Rita Coolidge
Gal Costa
Ida Cox
Karen Dalton
Marie-Louise Damien
Betty Davis
Jinx Dawson
Doris Day
Blossom Dearie
Kiki Dee
Lucienne Delyle
Sandy Denny
Jackie DeShannon
Gwen Dickey
Marlene Dietrich
Marie-France Dufour
Julie Driscoll
Yvonne Elliman
Cass Elliot
Maureen Evans
Agnetha Faeltskog
Marianne Faithfull
Mimi Farina
Max Feldman
Gracie Fields
Ella Fitzgerald
Roberta Flack
Lita Ford
Connie Francis
Aretha Franklin
France Gall
Judy Garland
Crystal Gayle
Gloria Gaynor
Bobbie Gentry
Astrud Gilberto
Donna Jean Godchaux
Lesley Gore
Eydie Gorme
Margo Guryan
Sheila Guyse
Nina Hagen
Francoise Hardy
Emmylou Harris
Debbie Harry
Annie Haslam
Billie Holiday
Mary Hopkin
Lena Horne
Helen Humes
Betty Hutton
Janis Ian
Mahalia Jackson
Wanda Jackson
Etta James
Joan Jett
Bessie Jones
Etta Jones
Gloria Jones
Grace Jones
Shirley Jones
Tamiko Jones
Janis Joplin
Barbara Keith
Carole King
Eartha Kitt
Chaka Khan
Hildegard Knef
Gladys Knight
Sonja Kristina
Patti Labelle
Cleo Laine
Nicolette Larson
Daliah Lavi
Vicky Leandros
Peggy Lee
Rita Lee
Alis Lesley
Barbara Lewis
Abbey Lincoln
Melba Liston
Julie London
Darlene Love
Lulu
Anni-Frid Lyngstad
Barbara Lynn
Loretta Lynn
Vera Lynn
Siw Malmkvist
Lata Mangeshkar
Linda McCartney
Kate McGarrigle
Christie McVie
Bette Midler
Jean Millington
June Millington
Liza Minnelli
Carmen Miranda
Joni Mitchell
Liz Mitchell
Marion Montgomery
Lee Morse
Nana Mouskouri
Anne Murray
Wenche Myhre
Holly Near
Olivia Newton-John
Stevie Nicks
Nico
Laura Nyro
Virginia O’Brien
Odetta
Yoko Ono
Shirley Owens
Patti Page
Dolly Parton
Freda Payne
Michelle Phillips
Edith Piaf
Ruth Pointer
Leontyne Price
Suzi Quatro
Gertrude Rainey
Bonnie Raitt
Carline Ray
Helen Reddy
Della Reese
Martha Reeves
June Richmond
Jeannie C. Riley
Minnie Riperton
Jean Ritchie
Chita Rivera
Clara Rockmore
Linda Ronstadt
Marianne Rosenberg
Diana Ross
Anna Russell
Melanie Safka
Buffy Sainte-Marie
Samantha Sang
Pattie Santos
Hazel Scott
Doreen Shaffer
Jackie Shane
Marlena Shaw
Sandie Shaw
Dinah Shore
Judee Sill
Carly Simon
Nina Simone
Nancy Sinatra
Siouxsie Sioux
Grace Slick
Bessie Smith
Mamie Smith
Patti Smith
Ethel Smyth
Mercedes Sosa
Ronnie Spector
Dusty Springfield
Mavis Staples
Candi Staton
Barbra Streisand
Poly Styrene
Maxine Sullivan
Donna Summer
Pat Suzuki
Norma Tanega
Tammi Terrell
Sister Rosetta Tharpe
Big Mama Thornton
Mary Travers
Moe Tucker
Tina Turner
Twiggy
Bonnie Tyler
Sylvia Tyson
Sarah Vaughan
Sylvie Vartan
Mariska Veres
Akiko Wada
Claire Waldoff
Jennifer Warnes
Dee Dee Warwick
Dionne Warwick
Dinah Washington
Ethel Waters
Elisabeth Welch
Kitty Wells
Mary Wells
Juliane Werding
Tina Weymouth
Cris Williamson
Ann Wilson
Mary Wilson
Nancy Wilson
Anna Mae Winburn
Syreeta Wright
Tammy Wynette
Nan Wynn
Those in italics have five or more pieces of usable visual, written, or audio propaganda already. If you have any visuals like photos or videos, or if you have something to say in words, submit it to this blog before round one begins on June 25th!
If you don't see a name you submitted here, it's because most or all of their career was as a child/they were too young for the cutoff, their career was almost entirely after 1979, or music was something they only dabbled in and are hardly known for. There are quite a few ladies on the list whose primary career wasn't "recording artist" or "live musician," but released several albums or were in musical theater, so they've been accepted.
#long post#miss billboard tourney#i wasn't originally going to list them all but i decided to do so because there are so many without propaganda
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CHERRY BOMB: CHAPTER ELEVEN
"Guess the Toddfather has its limitations.”
▸ summary: tensions rise when the plans are being played out ▸ characters: the party ft. scoops troop ▸ word count: 4.1k ▸ warnings: angst, plus a musical moment ▸ series masterlist
The following plans seemed pretty easy.
You three would take Dustin and Erica to the mountains where his ham radio was, send off the correct directions so that the three adults could go through the tunnels and find a way over to where the gate was. Meanwhile, Jonathan and Nancy would play babysitter and gather up the kids and hide them safely in Murray’s place just a little bit outside of Hawkins.
Again, all that seemed pretty damn easy.
But when did things ever go easy for you guys anyway?
“Oh man, now this..” Steve chuckled, pushing open the doors for everyone. “This is what I’m talking about!”
The evident glee in his tone was almost infectious if it weren’t for the fact that Steve was the one who called dibs on driving. Despite you pointing out the fact he’s most likely either concussed or still laced with whatever was in that liquid. He insisted that he was perfectly capable of being the group’s driver.
“‘Toddfather’?” Robin read out the license.
“Oh screw, Todd! Steve’s her daddy now.” Steve replied back as he rushed over to open the car door. He held a hand out for you and gave you a quick wink as he gently helped you into the backseat.
“Did you just talk about yourself in the third person?” Robin asked incredulously. You on the other hand couldn’t help but focus on a certain part of his statement.
“Did he just call himself daddy?” Erica followed, beating you the punch.
Steve glanced over to you, raising a brow at the question. “Did that do anything for you?” he asked softly. You waited until Dustin was in the seat beside you before you leaned forward and patted his shoulder.
“Oh, honey.” you smirked, watching as his brows raised up in surprise. “Wonders.”
“All right, where are we going?” he asked with a pout once when he realized you were only just teasing.
“Weathertop.”
“Weather-what?”
“Just drive!”
“Okay. Jesus!”
Turning over his shoulder, the three of you in the back moved out Steve’s gaze as he swiftly turned the car into reverse and quickly left the Starcourt mall parking lot. Hopefully you guys were leading the plans with a pretty good head start.
“Jesus, how far is this place, man?” Steve called out from the front. It had been a good couple of minutes with Dustin’s vague directions that Steve had started to grow terribly annoyed. Especially once the journey started to take place towards the hillsides.
“Relax, we’re almost there.”
“You said that five minutes ago, Dustin. Are we leaving Hawkins to get to this place or what?” you frowned while you attempted to keep your hair tugged down. The open car had the wind flipping the pieces all over the place.
“No! It’s not too far from here.”
You scanned your eyes over the area, wondering just how Dustin and his friends could have brought a large radio all the way here with no car. Especially with the crazy weather that Hawkins had this week alone. All so that he could talk with Suzie. He must really have it bad for this summer girlfriend.
“Suzie must be pretty special, huh?” Robin asked, on the same thought span as you. “I mean, if you built this thing and lugged it all the way to the middle of nowhere just to talk to her?”
“I mean, nobody’s scientifically perfect, but Suzie’s about as close to being perfect as any human could possibly be.”
The kind words about this girl couldn’t help but make you coo at your cousin, reaching over to pinch at his cheek affectionately. “Aww, Dusty’s in love.” you pouted, earning a slap to the hand from the smaller boy. Erica beside you had other thoughts in mind.
“She sounds made-up to me.” she said looking between you and Steve when she couldn’t seem to control her perplexed feelings. “She sound made-up to you?” Steve’s long pause caused Dustin to grow immediately shocked. Figuring that his friend would have this back without a second thought.
“Why are you hesitating, Steve?”
“I’m–I’m–I’m not! I’m not. I think she sounds real.” Steve tried. “You know, totally, absolutely real.”
“Well, I happen to think she’s real.” you said simply, looking between the two kids beside you. “Dustin’s lies are easy to see through. He’s kind of shit at covering them up.”
“Thanks, I think.” he muttered, looking just as displeased with your answer as he was with Steve’s.
“Plus, I’ve noticed that he kind of gets red around the ears whenever Aunt Claudia calls him Dusty-bu–”
“SHUT UP.” he squeaked before pointing over to Steve. “Left. Turn left.”
“There’s not a road here!” Steve yelled back, confused by the sudden direction.
“Turn left now!”
“Jesus! Hang on!”
Steve quickly turned the wheel of the car, causing the three of you in the back to squeeze onto one side of the car as the vehicle lurched forward through some fencing. The sound of the wood snapping caused you to let out a small yelp as you braced for the sudden terrain change.
“Whoa, Henderson! Where are we going?” Steve panicked from the front.
“UP!”
You reached out to help keep the two kids beside you in place while the road got more bumpy up the hill. Each bounce had you nearly up in your seat and you were sure if there was any sudden brake that had to happen, you’d sure fly out with the speed Steve was going at.
“Jesus, slow down please!” you cried out, closing your eyes.
“We’re not gonna make it!” Robin called out in a panic.
“Yes we are!” Steve said, determined, hitting down on the gas even more. “Come on, baby. COME ON, BABY!”
The car unfortunately only made it up just a few more inches up the hill before the engine began to strain. Making a painful groaning noise with every push Steve gave to the pedal. It wasn’t long until it gave up and finally stayed in place.
“Guess the Toddfather has its limitations.” Robin mused with a heavy breath. Steve could only sigh in defeat as he set the car into park, shutting off the engine while everyone climbed out from their seats.
Dustin quickly climbed out first, scanning the area before he deduced which direction the group needed to go. Steve held a hand out for you, helping you out from the seat before the two of you quickly followed after the smaller boy.
“How far do you think we are from the radio?” you asked Dustin when you caught up.
“We’re pretty close. It’s just up the rest of the hill.”
It’s a painful couple of minutes waiting to hear out anything from the other two groups. They were supposed to be responding back by now but all the attempts to reach them had been filled with silence. Robin and Erica were circled around Dustin, listening to the continuous reports he’d call out for the others while you watched Steve pace around.
He had been frowning since Dustin began setting up. Muttering under his breath about how off everything seemed to be right now. “You’re angsty.” you pointed out calmly, watching him turn around in a circle again.
“I’m nervous.” he grunted back with surprising honesty. “Something’s wrong.”
You looked over towards the mall, trying to ignore the nervous dip that your stomach started to develop since coming up hill. “Yeah, I know.” you agreed. “But it won’t be long until the others reach that perv Murray’s place. Then we’ll only have one more thing to worry about.”
“Are you forgetting about the malted people monster that’s currently running around Hawkins?”
“Melted, Steve.”
“Baby..” he sighed.
“Sorry, sorry. So it’s two more things to worry about.” you said, walking over to reach out for his hand. He was quick to lace them together and bring it up to his chest, making sure you felt the beat of his heartbeat beneath your fingertips. You don’t let his distraction affection stop him from letting you try and relax him. “I need you to keep calm and cool until then, honey. Because the more you pace around, the more on edge I’m getting.”
Steve sighed for a second before he nodded his head in agreement. “Sorry,” he said softly, cupped at the side of your cheek. “Calm and cool now, freak outs later.” he finished, leaning in to press a kiss against your forehead. The gesture oddly calms you down better than his words.
“Thank you.” you said simply, causing his lips to turn upward in a small smile. You were about to suggest getting Steve to take a minute to sit down when his smile suddenly dropped. He pulled you closer to him protectively as he gazed past you.
“Shit.” he muttered as he gently turned your shoulders. His finger pointing back in the direction of the mall. The regular neon lights of the building were blinking wildly. It was the same eerie signal you guys had gotten in the Byers home. The sign of a creature from the upside down making its entrance.
“Hey guys.” Steve yelled to the others, bringing them in on the new development. The other three quickly joined at your sides and watched in horror as the lights only began to flicker faster. Dustin is the first to break off towards the radio, immediately calling out to Mike’s group.
“Griswold Family, this is Scoops Troop! Do you copy? Over!”
There’s a beat of a second before it continued to stay silent. Surely they had to have service near Murray’s house, right? They couldn’t possibly be at the mall right now. They couldn’t.
“Griswold Family, I repeat, this is Scoops Troop. Do you copy?--”
Dustin’s follow up is cut off when the other radio’s static came through. The piercing sound of a creature’s shrieks is the only message given back. Sending a chill up your spine.
It didn’t sound like a demogorgon. It sounded bigger..
“Griswold Family, do you copy? DO YOU COPY?!” He yelled out. The panic clear in his voice. You almost wanted to reach out and threaten the others to reply. Anything to get some sort of reassurance that they were okay.
“Steve.” you whispered, looking over at him. “If they’re still there then..”
“They can’t be.” he said back, eyes shifting between everyone. But every attempt from Dustin equaled in getting the same screeching noise. Making it harder and harder to sit back and wait for a response.
“Griswold Family, this is Scoops Troop! Please confirm your safety! Are you en route to Bald Eagle’s nest?”
He looked over at you, a fear in his eyes as he repeated the same message again. Steve was right to be nervous, something was wrong.
You glanced back over to Steve to see his eyes were already on you with a look you were all too familiar with. Not even needing to ask, you extended your hand out towards him. He slapped his hand down, clasping them together before he pulled you up from the ground.
“Where are you guys going?!” Erica called out when the two of you dashed towards the hill slope. You guys only paused to call out one quick response to the others.
“To get them the hell outta there!” Steve yelled. “Stay here, contact the others!”
“Keep each other safe!” you reminded before turning to follow down. The two of you are clearly not thinking the most logically right now. Choosing to leave the safety of the hillside to go back towards the hell mall. But deep down you both knew this is where you two had to go. Still..
“We’re being really stupid right now.” you huffed, climbing inside the passenger seat.
“So incredibly idiotic and stupid.” Steve said, turning on the engine. The two of you paused for a moment, quickly accepting the situation for what it was before Steve leaned in to press a kiss to your lips. “It’s worked out for us before..” he started.
“Let’s just hope it works again.” you finished, giving him an encouraging peck before pushing him back towards the wheel. He was just about to grip onto the handle to turn it in reverse when another body suddenly climbed into the backseat.
“Robin?” you gasped, turning around to her amused smirk.
“You guys didn’t think you could leave without my help, didya?”
Steve’s reply was to only give Robin a second to adjust in her seat before he quickly put the car in reverse. Making the two of you stagger a bit as he turned to back onto the main road. With the ground being more leveled, the car was able to hit a high speed pretty fast.
Hopefully fast enough to get back to the mall and get the others out of there.
The ride down the hill felt a lot worse than a roller coaster. Normally, you’d give Steve shit for the amount of close calls you guys had if weren’t for the urgency of reaching the others in time. It was only a couple of minutes until he turned down the familiar road you had entered so many times this summer.
“Holy shit!” Robin gasped from the back seat. She leaned forward to point over towards the front door entrance. “Isn’t that your friend?”
You followed her finger to see Nancy is standing still against he other side of the car. Her hands up before herself as she took aim across the parking lot. You followed the direction of her shot and noticed it was facing towards a car you were dreading to see right now.
After everything that’s happened, and all the stories you guys had put together. It was clear that something was going on with Billy. Something out of the ordinary. And while you wanted to dwell on what that could be, you could only focused on the fact that right now he was revving in the direction of where your friends were.
“You know, Steve,” you said, sucking in a sharp breath as you glanced at him. “I did say evil Russians first, then evil ex second..”
Steve gave you a questionable look before caught on. “Hold on tight.” he warned the two of you, turning the gear of the car. You reached for your seatbelt, tugging it down without question. Robin behind you stuttered out a few questions as she did the same. Reaching out for the two seats in front of her while Steve turned the wheel in the right direction. It’s only in the blink of an eye before the car shot across the parking lot.
And like in a damn movie, the other two parties decided to take action. Billy gave off one final rev before starting his car in the direction to where your friends were. Nancy, the groups only guard, took her aim again and began to shoot her gun at Billy’s car.
The gap between the two cars got smaller and smaller until the cars finally collided against each other. The impact is hard, and you nearly shot out of your seat from how harsh the sudden stop felt against your body. The scream that had been bubbling up in your throat finally spew out as you guys spun in a circle.
Steve managed to get the brake to hold, making the car finally stop in place. You carefully let go of the dashboard before you to try and catch your breath. From the corner of your eye you can saw Steve slowly turn to face the two of you.
“Are you guys okay?” he asked, panting softly while he slowly let go of the wheel.
Robin slowly peeked her head out from the back, gasping back in some air as she turned to Steve. “Ask me tomorrow?”
Steve looked over at you, reaching for your hand. “Well,” you huffed, letting out a small breathy laugh as you placed your hand into his. “Wouldn’t be my first time totaling his car.”
The sudden sound of snarl cut off Steve’s smile. Looking towards the direction of the mall roof, you all rose up from your seat and stared in awe at the sight of the ungodly creature slowly creeping its way over the building. In all the gooey glory that the kids had described it.
A car honking nearby took your attention and you turned your head in time to watch as Jonathan pulled up beside the wrecked car. “Get in!” Nancy ordered from the front seat.
All of you scrambled out of the wasted car and climbed into the back of the car. Squeezing a bit in the small space as the monster started to climb down from the top of the mall. There’s a bit of a tight fit for the three of you but Steve managed to get in just in time to close the door and allow Jonathan to take off.
“Holy shit, that thing is huge!” you gasped. You turned around and looked to see just who was in the car, noting that there are three kids missing. “Wait a minute, where are the others?” you asked, looking between the two boys.
“We don’t know,” Nancy called out, peering out into her side view mirror. “We had to split up back there.”
Your stomach sunk at the idea of the three of them possibly being stuck back there. “W-we have to go back for them. We can’t just leave them there!” you yelled, nearly toppling over Lucas and Will to call out to Jonathan.
“We can’t exactly do that right now. In case you haven’t noticed, we got a giant monster on our asses!” Nancy cried, trying to keep her emotions at bay. It must have been killing her to know Mike was back there.
“Oh, crap.” Jonathan groaned. “Uh, Harrington?”
“Yeah, man?”
“You might want to keep Henderson from looking back.”
“Why can’t she loo- Shit.” Steve reached forward, twisting your torso a bit to keep you boxed in his arms and looking towards the front of the car.
“What the hell, Steve? Let me go!”
“No, baby. You aren’t gonna wanna see this.”
You slapped at the hands around you until he let go, throwing a frown over at him. “Whatever it is you think I can’t handle, I promise I’ll be-” The sudden sound of metal being crunched up cuts you off. All of you turned to look towards the window, peering out in time to watch as the flayer threw over an object towards the car. It thankfully missed, but you're filled with shock when you see why the bright red is suddenly so familiar.
“OH MY GOD, MY CAR!” You yelled, nearly launching yourself for the trunk door. “YOU SON OF A BITCH, I’LL KILL YOU. STUPID MOTHER FU–” Steve covered up your mouth holding you close to his chest as he gently shushed you. Making sure to keep you at bay while Jonathan continued to drive away from the beast currently stalking after the car.
The last thing you see of your precious car was the headlight blinking slowly before it was crushed under the flayer’s foot.
Any anger you felt about your car quickly dissipated when the flayer did not stop its chase on the car. No matter how fast Jonathan got the car or how quickly he swerved to try and lose it, the damn flayer managed to catch up every time.
Due to the lack of seating, the three of you in the back were given front row seats of the snarling creature. Where the only thing you guys could do was try and not freak out the entire drive. Steve glanced back at you, wedged between him and Robin, before he placed a hand on your leg. Giving you a comforting squeeze.
“Do you think Dustin and Erica got through to Hopper yet?” you asked, placing your hand on top of his.
“Beats me,” he sighed. “Otherwise we’re screwed at getting any help with the monster from ‘The Thing’ chasing after us.”
The sound of static sparked in Robin’s lap before the sound of voices came through. The group must have reached a closer distance towards the two waiting on the hill top.
“Dusty-bun, you copy?”
“I copy, Suzie-poo. It sounds much better now, thanks.”
The three of you frowned down at the radio in confusion before the name sounded familiar. “Suzie!” Steve and Robin gasped at the same time. You couldn’t help but clap happily in pride, happy to know you were right.
“I knew she was real.” you grinned over at the two.
“No shit.” Steve scoffed, still in surprise.
“Okay so listen, do you know Planck’s constant?”
“Do you know the Earth orbits the sun?”
“So I know it starts with two sixes, and then a…w-what is it?”
“Okay, let me just be clear on this. I haven’t heard from you in a week, and now you want a mathematical equation that you should know so you can..save the world?”
The three of you pulled back from the radio with a winced look. Steve shook his head, looking down at the device as if it were Dustin himself. “Wow, first girlfriend and he’s already messing up.” he chuckled a bit before he looked back up.
You and Robin gave him a questioning look before he remembered everything that’s just happened in the past week. “Oh right, the Russians.” he muttered checking back out the window.
“Suzie-poo I promise I will make it up to you as soon as possible.”
“You can make it up to me now.”
“What?”
“I want to hear it.”
There’s a sort of teasing tone in Suzie’s voice and you can’t help but lean closer towards Robin’s lap, dying to know where this conversation was going to go.
“..Not right now.”
“Yes, now, Dusty-bun.”
“Suzie-poo, this is urgent!”
“Yes, yes, you’re saving the world, I heard you the first time, but Ged is also saving Earthsea and he’s about to confront the shadow, so this is Suzie, signing off.”
The car became slightly tense at the sound of the girl cutting off the transmission. A part of you is regretted only a little bit for not sticking around with Dustin and Erica. He couldn’t have messed this up already. He needed to give this girl whatever the hell she’s asking for. Thankfully, he seemed to snap to the same conclusion.
“Wait, wait, okay. Okay!”
There’s a brief pause of radio silence. What was probably seconds felt a lot longer and you couldn’t but reach out and grip onto Robin’s arm nervously. Thankfully the sound of the static came through again.
“Turn around..look at what you see. In her face, the mirror of your dreams.”
“Make believe I’m everywhere, given in the light. Written on the pages is the answer to a never ending story! Ahh~”
The car does not really know how to react once the two continue to sing. A couple of heads turned in your direction and all you can do is cover up your face in the slight embarrassment. Trying to focus on anything else right now. But the worrisome thoughts couldn’t help but flood your mind.
The monster had gained a vicious amount of distance towards the car, no one had any idea where Max, Mike, and El are, the adults were all back in the Russian tunnels probably stuck waiting for whatever code Dustin was trying to get. But really, the most plaguing thought of all was the fact that Dustin and his girlfriend were actually hitting some pretty good high notes. Again, an uncontrollable laugh burst out from your throat. Making everyone look at you questionably again.
“I’m sorry.” you coughed, trying to stop the laughter from coming back out. “They’re actually kinda good.”
Eventually Suzie gave the answer to Dustin’s question and some Earthly force, or Erica most likely, cut off the connection to their mushy conversation. Finally feeling like some small win happened, you let out a tired sigh before looking out the window again.
“Oh shit.” you muttered, scooting over now so you could peer out better. “Is it just me or is that thing slowing down finally?”
Steve leaned in close, shaking his head quickly. “No, it’s not stopping.” He turned back to face towards the front of the car. “It’s turning around!” he warned.
“What?” Nancy gasped as she turned to look back.
“It’s turning around!” he repeated.
“Maybe we wore it out.” Lucas suggested, sounding hopeful.
“I don’t think so. Hold on.” Jonathan said.
Before anyone could respond to that, he quickly pressed on the brake and turned the car quickly to spin around. The group in the back all let out a small yelp as you guys struggled to keep yourself from rolling all over the place.
There was no telling what would happen if you guys managed to catch up to the monster in time. All you could hope was that the others managed to find another way out of the damn mall.
A/N: Hi guys I’m alive again! So sorry for the long wait for this update. It’s been so hard for me this whole month and I’m hoping to get back into the groove again. I know this chapter is short and very much a filler, but I’ll definitely have a good ending for this season. So look forward to that next week! I’m still working on Steve s2 POV and a couple of other things. So look forward to that. Thank you for those that stuck around and wished me a quick recovery. I really appreciate all the kind words!
#steve harrington x reader#steve harrington x henderson!reader#steve harrington x female reader#steve harrington x henderson reader#steve harrington x y/n#steve harrington x you#steve harrington fic#stranger things fic#cb
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What are Dusty’s favorite music artists
He looovveee blues and jazz he's always got it playing in the pub, he love Louie and Ella obvs (they're my favourite) I can absolutely see him slow dancing with Pippa to Cheek to Cheek. Etta James and Miles Davis and Chet Baker and Billie Holliday and I forgot the name of the specific blues artists I was thinking of but if I remember I'll rb this
#dusty murray#lore#asks#gensokyoyuri#he's really based off like hadestown#big inspo is andre de shields he was my biggest inspo making him
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hiiii! i redid my dentist radio edit recording to try and get rid of some of the crackling, so heres the new version of it!
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still has some crackling, but since i used a much less dusty copy, its not as bad as the first one was. hopefully its more enjoyable of a listen!
if you arent aware, this radio edit of dentist! was played on radios for promotion of the movie. its most notable add-on is the addition of bill murray's dialogue from the movie, along with his moaning during the climax of the song. this version also features sounds of orin's motorcycle revving and being parked, a funky new bassline, some rearranged drums in the intro, and a brand new lyric that's only in this version! (He's simply a medical mess! / But he's a dentist!)
semi-related, i own 3 seperate record copies of this version of dentist, and 4 copies of dentist total. im normal
if you're curious about mean green mother radio edits, check this post out!
#lsoh#little shop of horrors#orin lsoh#orin scrivello#lsoh orin#orin scrivello dds#arthur denton#steve martin#bill murray#Youtube
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25th of April each year marks ANZAC Day.
Anzac Day is always marked on 25 April because it is the anniversary of the Gallipoli landings during the First World War.
On 25th April 1915, Anzacs joined the Allied Forces and entered the First World War, launching an expedition to the Gallipoli peninsula. Among the battalions of the British 29th Division that took heavy casualties were 1st King's Own Scottish Borderers, a regular battalion, and 1/5th Royal Scots, a Territorial unit
The plan was to capture the land and gain access to the Dardanelles, a thin strip of water between Gallipoli and mainland Turkey.
It was a key location, as capturing it would have meant Allied ships would be able to get through to the Black Sea, and also Constantinople (now Istanbul, Turkey), the then capital of the Ottoman Empire, which was fighting alongside the Germans.
But while the attack was supposed to be a surprise and victory achieved quickly, the fighting continued for eight months and finished in a stalemate, with huge losses on both sides. Of the 56,000 Allied troops who died, 8,709 were from Australia, and 2,721 from New Zealand.
Australia marks Anzac Day with marches by veterans, as well as serving members of the Australian Defence Force and Reserves, allied veterans, Australian Defence Force Cadets and Australian Air League.
New Zealand marks the day in a similar way, with marches attended by the New Zealand Defence Force, the New Zealand Cadet Forces, members of the New Zealand Police, New Zealand Fire Service and Order of St John Ambulance Service.
Paper poppies are worn as symbols of remembrance, as they are on Remembrance Sunday in the UK and other Commonwealth countries.
Australians gathered for dawn services on Monday morning, the return to full-scale commemorations for the first time since 2019 due to the covid pandemic.
Eric Bogle is a Scottish folk singer-songwriter. Born and raised in Scotland, he emigrated to Australia at the age of 25, he wrote this song in 1971....
AND THE BAND PLAYED WALTZING MATILDA
Now when I was a young man, I carried me pack And I lived the free life of the rover From the Murray's green basin to the dusty outback Well, I waltzed my Matilda all over Then in 1915, my country said "son It's time you stopped rambling, there's work to be done" So they gave me a tin hat, and they gave me a gun And they marched me away to the war
And the band played Waltzing Matilda As the ship pulled away from the quay And amidst all the cheers, the flag-waving and tears We sailed off for Gallipoli
And how well I remember that terrible day How our blood stained the sand and the water And of how in that hell that they called Suvla Bay We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter Johnny Turk, he was waiting, he'd primed himself well He showered us with bullets and he rained us with shell And in five minutes flat, he'd blown us all to hell Nearly blew us right back to Australia
But the band played Waltzing Matilda When we stopped to bury our slain We buried ours, and the Turks buried theirs Then we started all over again
And those that were left, well we tried to survive In that mad world of blood, death and fire And for ten weary weeks, I kept myself alive Though around me the corpses piled higher Then a big Turkish shell knocked me arse over head And when I woke up in me hospital bed And saw what it had done, well I wished I was dead Never knew there was worse things than dyin'
For I'll go no more waltzing Matilda All around the green bush far and free To hump tent and pegs, a man needs both legs No more waltzing Matilda for me
So they gathered the crippled, the wounded, the maimed And they shipped us back home to Australia The legless, the armless, the blind, the insane Those proud wounded heroes of Suvla And as our ship pulled into Circular Quay I looked at the place where me legs used to be And thanked Christ there was nobody waiting for me To grieve, to mourn, and to pity
But the band played Waltzing Matilda As they carried us down the gangway But nobody cheered, they just stood and stared Then they turned all their faces away
And so now every April, I sit on me porch And I watch the parades pass before me And I see my old comrades, how proudly they march Reviving old dreams of past glories And the old men march slowly, old bones stiff and sore They're tired old heroes from a forgotten war And the young people ask, "what are they marching for?" And I ask myself the same question
But the band plays Waltzing Matilda And the old men still answer the call But as year follows year, more old men disappear Someday no one will march there at all
Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me? And their ghosts may be heard As they march by that billabong Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?
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Gemstones Episode 3.9: Baby Billy is Bi, Peter Plots Revenge, and Kelvin and Keefe Cuddle.
Episode 3.9 seems rushed -- it could easily be three hours long. The marital-problem and sibling-problem plots have been resolved, but we still have Uncle Peter, The Simkins, Dusty Daniels, and Bible Bonkers, and the writers have to find some way to tie them all together!
Baby Billy is Bi: Still trying to sell the siblings on his Bible Bonkers game show, Baby Billy (Walton Goggins, top photo), reveals he is friends with Dusty Daniels, the racing champ. We cut to a scene of the two, plus famous actor Gene Hackman (played by Kevin Murray) in Monte Carlo on New Years' Eve, 1999. They're awaiting the Y2K bug, hugging, dancing, and dropping acid as if it's the end of the world.
We cut to a bisexual after-party, with Dusty, Baby Billy, and Gene Hackman having sex, maybe with men, maybe with women.
"Wait, " Jesse asks, "Did did you have sex with Dusty Daniels?"
"I doubt it, but you never know...that's not the important part of the story." The important part: he can talk Dusty Daniels into leaving his fortune to whoever wins at Bible Bonkers, the Gemstones or the Simpkins.
So Kelvin came out to the family yesterday after years anguish, angst, self-doubt, backing-and-forthing, and annoyed viewers, and he still hasn't said the word. Now Baby Billy comes out as bi with utter nonchalance. Why couldn't he have said something to his nephew during Cousins' Night, or back in Season 1?
El Molino: We cut to a locust splatting on a windshield. It's Uncle Peter and Chuck, driving the U-Haul full of explosives. Peter has finally come up with a plan, He doesn't specify what it is, but since it involves the Gemstones and explosives, it's not hard to figure out. They're nearly out of gas, and the militia took all of their money, so they stop at El Molino, a real Hispanic supermarket with two locations in Charleston, to use the cash-counting machine.
While Peter is inside, the U-Haul explodes! He thinks that Chuck has been killed.
Out to the Family: The family gathers in Eli's parlor to watch a tv news report about Chuck's death.
Wait --when did the siblings stop hating their father? Was a reconciliation moment cut?
Notice that the guys are sitting on the right side of the room. In four shots, Keefe moves from sitting a few inches away to leaning against the chair, his shoulder touching or almost touching Kelvin's thigh. They are so close that Kelvin can't move his hand or foot without bumping into him.
They used to be very careful to avoid public displays of affection, holding hands under the table and forehead-pressing instead of kissing. Now they casually cuddle in front of everyone, even family members who did not see the kiss.
They discuss the Bible Bonkers Family Feud-style game show. The siblings will compete, but they need two more. They were going to ask Chuck, a big Bible nerd, but he's dead, so it will have to be Karl and May-May.
More Bible Bonkers after the break
Of all the gas stations in South Carolina: Homeless, friendless, abandoned by his family, Peter sits outside a convenience store. He prays: "I am in my darkest hour. I am but a lost sheep in need of a shepherd. Please give me a sign."
At that moment, Keefe pulls up in the Smut Busters van. He's using that van for everyday chores? Surely he and Kelvin have a dozen cars.
He's listening to the song "Holy Lightning Rod" by Blesst, a Christian metal band (created for this episode?). In Season 1, he considered metal music Satanic. He's come to realize that you don't need to give up things that you love to be a Christian, like heavy metal, Goth/Fetish outfits, and sex with guys.
Did God send him as the sign, to bring Peter back to Christ? If so, it doesn't work -- they don't recognize each other. (After all, they have only seen each other once). So no soul-winning for Keefe. But Peter does steal the Smut Busters van.
God saved you: In the wilderness church, Karl and May-May mourn Chuck's death, clear off brush, and pray -- then she crosses herself Surely somebody on the staff knew that only Catholics use that gesture. Suddenly Chuck walks in! He's alive!
Cut to the family back in Eli's parlor. This time it's just Eli, the siblings, and the Montgomerys. Chuck explains that he made sure the parking lot was empty, then set off the explosion and ran away, so his Dad would think he was dead and he could escape.
It still caused a lot of property damage, and no doubt terrorized the shoppers, who thought they were being targeted by a hate crime. On August 3, 2019, a gunman opened fire in a Hispanic Wal-Mart in El Paso, Texas, killing 23 people and injuring 22. Surely the writers were thinking of that incident when they specified a Hispanic supermarket.
"Why were you super-mean to us, while we were in captivity?" Chuck doesn't explain, but he avers that he didn't actually want them to die. Then why were you shooting at them? Besides, he blew up the van to save them. Doesn't that make up for the kidnapping? I thought you blew up the van to save yourself.
So, about Bible Bonkers? Chuck is a Bible expert, so May-May can drop out. The team will consist of Jesse, Judy, Kelvin, Chuck, and Karl.
Later, at the amusement park, Chuck tries to apologize to Jesse. They bond over having Daddies who are embarrassed by them.
The Bible Bonkers Filming: Apparently several weeks have passed. The Bible Bonkers set is finished, and they're going to film the first episode. Isn't it a conflict of interest for the Gimstones to sponsor the show and compete in it? But I guess they'll be donating the prize money to the church.
In the dressing room, Billy offers to give the sibling the answers to the quiz questions. Apparently once a grifter, always a grifter. They refuse. He claims that their parents were so neglectful, he practically had to raise them.
As Gideon drives Eli and May-May to the filming, they see Peter in the stolen Smut Busters van. He's up to no good! Follow him! Why didn't Keefe report the van missing?
On set, the band starts to play and the dancers twirl about. Showtime! Baby Billy does a cheesy stand-up bit, then introduces the Gemstones vs. the Simpkins.
Notice Kelvin's textured single-breasted green coat, "The Attico" from Farfetch, "The global destination for modern luxury." It will become important later.
The Simpkins team includes siblings Vance, Shay, and Craig, not seen since Episode 1, plus two young Asian girls. Apparently they are ringers: there is no indication that any of the siblings has a partner or children. Compare with the Gemstones, who, for all their faults, have devoted partners.
Baby Bill asks easy fill-in-the-blank style Bible questions to Jesse-Vance and Judy-Shay. The Gemstones lose.
Now it's Kelvin-Craig's turn. First Kelvin does a self-aggrandizing coat-swirling dance. Keefe, watching from the VIP section with the other partners, responds with a weird robot thing. It looks like he's following along with the move they practiced.
Meanwhile, Gideon, May-May, and Eli follow Peter to the Salvation Center. Couldn't they have called the police from the car? Don't these people have cell phones? He drives to the loading dock, on a day when there are no services, so he probably expects the church to be empty.
When the Gemstones confront him, he announces that he has filled the Smut Busters van with explosives, triggered by his fitbit watch. Wait-- where did he get a second batch?
May -May yells that both his sons are inside. Chuck is alive after all. At this point, Peter would probably give up the plan, but he is interrupted by......
The full review is on RG Beefcake and Boyfriends
#the righteous gemstones#kelvin gemstone#keefe chambers#kelvin x keefe#tony cavalero#adam devine#gideon gemstone#jesse gemstone
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me because I never have to hear abt charles murray and his dusty ass ever again 😍😍
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Charles Farrell
Charles David Farrell (August 9, 1900 – May 6, 1990) was an American film actor whose height was in the 1920s and 1930s and the Mayor of Palm Springs from 1947 to 1955. Farrell was known for his onscreen romances with actress Janet Gaynor in more than a dozen films, including 7th Heaven, Street Angel, and Lucky Star.
He was a popular Hollywood leading man, first silent and then early talkie movies. By the end of the 30's, Farrell's star diminished but in 1938, he with several partners founded the fabled Hollywood Racquet Club which became the watering hole of the stars in Palm Springs that took a dusty, hot little town where no one ever ventured to a place of prosperity, plush development and the winter home of movie stars and famous people of every description including Presidents.
His success with the club also resurrected his career with the popular TV sitcom "My Little Margie" where he costarred with Gale Storm. The series was aired shortly after his election as the fifth mayor of Palm Springs to a six year term. The successful show made Charles Farrell the best-known mayor in the entire country. Soon, he would also headline an alternate TV series, the long running "Charlie Farrell Show" a sitcom which was virtually a national commercial for Palm Springs and his Racquet Club.
Farrell married Virginia Valli, a former silent film star, on February 1, 1931, in Yonkers, New York, after which the couple settled in Palm Springs. She died from a stroke on September 24, 1968. According to historian Stephen O'Brien, Farrell became increasingly reclusive after his wife’s death, until he died from heart failure on May 6, 1990, in Palm Springs. He was buried next to his wife at the Welwood Murray Cemetery.
#charles farrell#happy birthday!#movie star#1920s#1930s#tv star#1950s#janet gaynor#gale storm#virginia valli#palm springs
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Your Russian guard ~ part 1
You had landed yourself in Kamchatka with Hopper. Not the smartest move but at least you were both alive. For now anyway. After being thrown in and separated from one another you are scared and alone
~ only brief description as don’t wanna give much away ~
Almost eight months ago:
You watch as Hopper and Joyce are about to turn the keys to end this madness at Star court. That is until you hear the door open behind you. ‘Found them’ the large Russian man said with an evil smile spreading across his face. Gun pointing at you, you freeze until Hopper pushes you out the way to the ground. The gun goes off shattering the glass surrounding you. Luckily Joyce ducks in time. Hopper runs into the man knocking the gun out of his hand. They begin to fight. You make your way over to the other key and Joyce gets up ready to turn hers. You’re just about to turn when you feel your feet lift off the floor. The Russians got you up in the air by your throat, you’re gasping for air, face turning red, this is the end for you. Hopper comes up from the floor blurred eyes from being hit in the nose but acts quickly. Grabbing the man’s gun and shooting him in the shoulder. He drops you and you fall on the side of the broken glass. Hearing a crunch landing painfully on your leg. Surrounding by the broken glass. You scream in pain. You try to get up but it’s no use. Your body can not. You hear more fighting coming from above you, you start to crawl away when all of a sudden the two men fall near you. The Russian gets up first, coming quickly towards you. You crawl as fast as you can near the end of the railings but he’s quick and grabs your foot dragging back. You scream in pain as he starts to hit you in the back. Hopper coming to your aid again and hitting him in the back of the head with some loose railing making him stumble and lose balance. With all your strength you kick him with your good leg making him fall back into the machine. Hopper ducks down huddling over you as sparks fly everywhere all around. You both crawl your way back to the end of the railings. You slowly and painfully get up and see the sight before you. Sparks flying everywhere, there no escape. You look at one another wordless and reach for each others hand. You both look up and Joyce who can’t believe her eyes. Hopper nods giving her a smile. You mouth, ‘it’s okay’. Holding back the tears Joyce reaches for the other key with her belt and turns them both at the same time closing her eyes. You close your eyes ready to be met by death. ‘Not today kid. Run!’ Hopper shouts running to the edge with his hand in yours. He drags you as you scream in pain. He jumps off the edge taking you with him. The machine blows up and nothing is left. The gate is closed. Joyce opens her eyes and looks down to where you and Hopper were stood. Tears start to fall, slowly making her way down the steps. She can’t believe it. You’ve both gone. She feels someone turning her. ‘Jim? Y/N? Where’s Jim and Y/N?!’ Murray asks with panic. Joyce looks down sadly with tears rolling down her face, shaking her head. There’s no time to grieve as the Russian guards come storming in, Joyce and Murray make an escape for it. They are gone. They are safe.
You finally come round, the pain in your leg waking you. You slowly open your eyes and look around you. It’s dusty and dark but you see Hoppers body next to you. ‘Oh god. Please no’ you say crawling your way to Hopper. ‘Wake up. Wake up!’ You say shaking his shoulders. He quickly opens his eyes taking in a breath. You let out your breath. He’s alive thank god. ‘Hopper. Thank you. You, you saved me’ you say crying. He sits up and brings you in for a quick hug. ‘Let’s get out here kid.’ He says standing up. You try but scream out in pain, you can’t stand. Hopper looks down and sees your leg. Your bone is sticking out your knee. You weren’t even aware. ‘Oh shit. Okay. It’s gonna be okay.’ Hopper says reassuring to you. He rips part of the Russian uniform. ‘This is gonna hurt like hell so bite your sleeve. Okay?’ Hopper says with concern. You nod and do what he said. He wraps around your knee making a temporary cast. You bit down so hard you think you’re gonna pass out from the pain. He ties it up so it won’t come loose. Tears streaming down your checks. ‘I’m sorry. But we’ve got to go. I’m gonna lift you and carry you up the ladder. Hold on tight okay?’ Hopper says slowly so you understand. Your barely hear as the ringing is loud in your ear. Hopper bends down lifting you into his arms. Your head feels dizzy. Everything is spinning. Your eyes can’t focus on anything. They begin to close as Hopper makes his way up the ladder with you. ‘C’mon Y/N stay with me kid’ he says but it sounds all muffled. You groan in pain as you try to talk. Words fail you. As Hopper reaches the top of the ladder your both met with a group of Russian guards. They snatch you from Hopper not carrying about you knee. You scream in pain and hear Hopper shouting in the background then everything goes black
Your eyes open slowly as you adjust to the bright lights. You are in a different place. Your head still spinning. You do not know where you are. You slowly turn your head and see blurry outlines of people. As your eyes adjust you see the uniforms first. Your heart begins to beat faster as you try move you can not. You look down seeing your hands and ankles in chains on a bed. ‘Ahh look who has woken up’ a man says coming with a thick Russian accent next to you. ‘W-where?’ You stutter struggling to speak. ‘W-where? She asks. Haha!’ The men around you all burst into laughter. ‘My dear. You are in hell.’ The man says with a smile. Your eyes well up as you don’t understand. ‘No need to be sad American. We will take good care of you’ another man says approaching your right. His hand stroking your leg. You flinch at his actions. ‘G-get o-off me’ you say with utter disgust. ‘Now now that’s not very nice. We make you leg better and this is how you repay us?’ He says his hand still moving up he stops reaching your thigh giving it a squeeze. You spit on the floor next to you getting his boot. His hand quickly comes harshly to your face as he grabs it. ‘You will pay for that one’ he snarls through his teeth. Your about to respond when some doors open. ‘они хотят еe’ (they want her) another man’s says entering the room. ‘она вся твоя будь осторожна она злющая’ (she’s all yours. Be careful she’s feisty) the man says letting go of your face. ‘See you soon American’ he says with a smile leaving the room.
The new man approaches you. ‘You go now. I take you there. I’m going to unlock you but put different ones on. Any funny business and you will suffer the consequences. Understand?’ he says bluntly. His words are more clear than the other man’s. You nod. As he begins to unlock your ankles you speak. ‘W-where am I g-going?’ He ignored you and moves to the other chain. ‘I asked y-you a question.’ Still no reply. As you hear the click of your other chain being unlocked you go to kick him but he’s too quick and moves away. He’s shaking his head tutting at you. ‘Now now American. What did I say?’ He says approaching you. You stay silent. ‘Hey. Answer me.’ He says as his hand grabs your broken knee. You scream out in pain but he shuts you up by slapping you. ‘I told you there would be consequences American.’ He goes back to your feet and shackles them together in new chains. You feel tears rolling down your face as you knee throbs and your cheek burns. He unlocks a chain on you left wrist, ‘I wouldn’t pull any other shit. I was nice. The others would of been less forgiving’ he says making his way to your other wrist. He put your hands next to one another and shackles them. You stare down at your body. You never realised you were in different clothes. You can’t feel a bra anymore. Someone had took it. You look at your knee, it was in a cast but not a supportive one like you’d get at home. ‘My clothes.’ You say looking up at the man. He looks into your eyes. ‘You needed new ones. Better ones. Ones you can work in’ he stated bluntly. You look at him for a minute staring in his eyes. You don’t think you’ve seen such blue eyes on anyone before. You snap out of it when he smirks proudly before saying, ‘the guards wrestled who got your bra and panties. They were very pretty. They said they smell like a real woman.’ You feel your cheeks turning red as you look away. You think that dying would of been the better option. That’s when you realise. ‘Hopper. Where’s Hopper?!’ You say bringing your hands up pleading. ‘Alive. For now. C’mon American time to go.’ He says shoving you off the bed. ‘But I-I can’t walk. My knee.’ You say pointing down to it. He looks at it and the up at you. ‘You’ll be fine. Let’s go’ he says pulling you off the bed. Your feet landing on the floor with a thud. You feel physically sick because of the pain, the dizzy feeling coming back. The man starts to walk but you pull at his sleeve. ‘Please. I-I can’t’ you start to cry with tears running down your face. The man sighs, he takes his arm pulling you by the waist, you rest yours across his back. You both begin to walk. It still hurts but not as bad as some pressure is relived. ‘Thank you’ you say in a whisper looking up at him. He looks down and replies, ‘your lucky American. No one else would do this shit for you.’ ‘Why are you?’ You asks feeling confused. He turns always not saying a word. You stop outside a door. He gets the keys from his belt and unlocks the door. ‘Welcome to your new home American’ he says pushing you in. You land and scream in pain. He doesn’t say anything just closes and locks the door behind you. You were alone, scared and didn’t know what was to come. You preyed Hopper would be okay. You preyed you would be okay. This was only the beginning of hell
#Stranger things#dmitri x reader#dmitri antonov x reader#dmitri antonov fanfic#dmitri stranger things#dmitri antonov#enzo stranger things#enzo x reader#jim hopper stranger things#jim hopper x reader#Guard Dmitri
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TO SPREAD SOME HOLIDAY CHEER (AND AN EXCUSE TO ESCAPE YOUR IN-LAWS, OVERBEARING EXTENDED RELATIVES, SIBLINGS, and/or PARENTS)
LETS PLAY A LITTLE GAME
copy and paste, tag some friends to keep it going thank you @trashmouth-richie for creating this and @reidsbtch for the tag 🤗
link your 2023 fics that...
your favorite: Wildflower Older!rockstarEddie x Pop!Princess Reader
most notes: You Don’t Even Like Karaoke? Virgin!Eddie x Reader (2k+)
least notes: What’s the name of the game series… Eddie Munson x ofc let’s pretend it doesn’t exist lol
least amount of time to write: I Do Believe in Fairies
most amount of time to write: Wildflower (3 months)
fic that started with an ask: Just A Pinch Eddie x reader w nipple piercing
character you rarely write for: anyone who isn’t Eddie. I’m Eddie only for now
character you always write for: eddie spaghetti
character you will never write for: the kids and Billy and probably Steve
S5 predictions?: Max will survive but be blind and have some supernatural powers. Steve will probably be offed
kas theorist, why/ why not? YES i need to be delulu bc i need him back.
stancy making a comeback why/why not? probably…
a smaller blog that deserves love: idk who is “small” but my loves @slutty-thevampireslayer, @allthingsjoeq @reysorigins @lavendermunson @mmunson86 @onegirlmanytales
a blog that made you love your blorbo even more: @oneforthemunny and all her Eddie’s
first story you ever read for this fandom: I cannot for the life of me find or remeber the blog but it was this fic called “This is So Wrong”
first friend in the fandom: @allthingsjoeq 🩷
favorite reaction meme:
goals you've achieved in writing this year: actually posting my first fic and people likening it 🥹
most words written in a single chapter: ummmmm idk 5k?
favorite trope: friends to lovers? Or grumpy x sunshine?
smut, angst or fluff?: I’m a smutty bitch
fúck màrý kill
ted, murray or mr. clarke?: kill ted, fuck murray and marry mr. clarke
joyce, karen, or claudia? (dustin's mom): fuck joyce, kill Claudia (sorry dusty buns)and marry Karen
hopper, wayne munson, dr. brenner? Marry hopper, fuck wayne and kill dr. Brenner
argyle, jonathan, or keith? Fuck argyle, marry jonathan, kill Kieth
eddie, steve or argyle? marry eddie, fuck steve and kill argyle
demobat, demogorgan, vecna?: kill demobat, fuck demogorgan, and marry Vecna lol
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