#happy U2 day

[rebelacrobat]

Happy U2day! I'm so happy that after 48 years they still get to carry each other as one

[hawkmoon269]

"I feel like I'm slowly, slowly, slowly slippin' under And I feel like I'm holding on to nothing"

[jeffcbliss]

St. Bono says, "Lá Fhéile Pádraig sona daoibh!”

@U2 #StPatricksDay #HappySaintPatricksDay #BONO #Irish

Illustration: Jeff Bliss

[clearcloudlesssky]

happy valentines day!!!! youve known me for like. what. two years now????? hdjsksjsisjsjsjjsjsjsjsj thank you for being amazing and somehow not finding me annoying and being an amazing artist and writer and an amazing friend and yeah!!! :D

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!!

no thank YOU for being a amazing extraordinary absolutely stellar friend, you’re such a good writer and the relationships you create between your characters has me gagging each time

you’re one of my best friends and i love you so much and happy valentine’s day (again ahaha)

[myimaginaryradio]

Happy birthday @justcallmeasmodeus from @beka-dreamer and from me too. This one's for you, it's a beautiful day!

[classicrockblog1]

Larry Mullen Jr. (born 31 October 1961) is an Irish #musician, best known as the #drummer and co-founder of the rock band U2. A member of the band since its inception, he has recorded 15 studio albums with U2. Mullen's distinctive, almost military drumming style developed from his playing martial beats in childhood marching bands.

Mullen was born in Dublin, where he attended Mount Temple Comprehensive School. In 1976, he co-founded U2 after posting a message on the school's notice board in search of musicians. Mullen has worked on numerous side projects during his career. In 1990, he produced the Ireland national football team's song "Put 'Em Under Pressure" for the 1990 FIFA World Cup. In 1996, he worked with U2 bandmate Adam Clayton on a dance re-recording of the "Theme from Mission: Impossible". He has also collaborated with musicians such as Maria McKee, Nanci Griffith, Emmylou Harris, and Alice Cooper. Mullen has sporadically acted in films, most notably in Man on the Train (2011) and A Thousand Times Good Night (2013).

Mullen has received 22 Grammy Awards and has been inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. In 2016, Rolling Stone ranked Mullen the 96th-greatest drummer of all time.

[pearlprincess02]

1st house synastry playlist

mirrored vibes - 1st house synastry (playlist) / inner planets / asteroids

for when their jupiter is in your first house:

"good vibrations" - the beach boys / "happy" - pharrell williams / "ain't no mountain high enough" - marvin gaye & tammi terrell / "beautiful day" - U2 / "can't stop the feeling!" - justin timberlake /

for when your jupiter is in their first house:

"higher love" - steve winwood / "you raise me up" - josh groban / "firework" - katy perry / "can't hold us" - macklemore & ryan lewis / "hey soul sister" - train /

for when their saturn is in your first house:

"beautiful boy (darling boy)" - john lennon / "diamonds" - rihanna / "the scientist" - coldplay / "stronger (what doesn't kill you)" - kelly clarkson / "i will survive" - gloria gaynor /

for when your saturn is in their first house:

"the sound of silence" - simon & garfunkel / "say you won't let go" - james arthur / "someone you loved" - lewis capaldi / "best song ever" - one direction / "i'll stand by you" - the pretenders /

for when their uranus is in your first house:

"like a prayer" - madonna / "rebel yell" - billy idol / "electric feel" - mgmt / "blue suede shoes" - elvis presley / "don't stop believin'" - journey

for when your uranus is in their first house:

"power" - kanye west / "walking on sunshine" - katrina & the waves / "changes" - david bowie / "born this way" - lady gaga / "run the world (girls)" - beyoncé /

for when their neptune is in your first house:

"wish you were here" - pink floyd / "clair de lune" - claude debussy / "dreams" - fleetwood mac / "across the universe" - the beatles / "my immortal" - evanescence /

for when your neptune is in their first house:

"連れてって 連れてって" - dreams come true / "what the world needs now is love" - andra day / "imagine" - john lennon / "somewhere over the rainbow" - judy garland / "chasing pavements" - adele /

for when their pluto is in your first house:

"before he cheats" - carrie underwood / "runnin' on empty" - jackson browne / "carry on wayward son" - kansas / "holocene" - bon iver / "decode" - paramore /

for when your pluto is in their first house:

"secret" - the pierces / "heartbreaker" - pat benatar / "higher love" - kygo & whitney houston / "gives you hell" - all time low / "story of us" - taylor swift /

@pearlprincess02

main masterlist

[silverzoomies]

hello !!! i was just wondering if you think there are any other bands peter would like besides nirvana, pink floyd, and rush ?? he gives me classic rock (& just rock in general) vibes tbh !!

anon you just opened up a can of worms !!

i once did extensive research into this. way more than anyone should for a character way past his relevance. and i'm still discovering new tunes i think he'd be into all the time !! i'll try not make this long winded (it will be). but for now...

🎶👾 peter maximoff's (potential) favorite tunes 👾🎶

we already know pink floyd, rush, and nirvana are included. they're shown through the shirts he wears !!

rush is a major one. because unlike the other two, apocalypse era peter has rush all around him !! the rush posters in his basement. the leg cast with "i luv rush." it's safe to say he's kind of a rush fanboy (and he's so real for that because rush is rad as hell).

i have a list of bands/artists i can confirm he canonically likes, as they've been referenced before. whether it be through background clues (posters, background music, etc), or because they were explicitly mentioned by people involved in making the films.

🎶 yardbirds 🎶 the doors 🎶 led zeppelin 🎶 buffalo springfield 🎶 alice cooper 🎶 jim croce 🎶 neil diamond

and while we know he listens to eurythmics (sweet dreams), i don't necessarily include them as a band. just because i personally feel this has less to do with the artist, and more about whatever was mainstream in 1983 (but you can choose to include them if you want !! after all, people mostly listened to whole albums back then).

peter definitely enjoys rock overall. but he doesn't seem averse to mainstream pop either. so we can probably assume he'll listen to anything, as long as it's catchy !!

here's some bands/artists we can assume he likes based on what we already know:

🎶 jimi hendrix 🎶 cream 🎶 the beatles 🎶 fleetwood mac 🎶 queen 🎶 david bowie 🎶 tom petty 🎶 ac/dc 🎶 bon jovi 🎶 journey 🎶 guns n roses 🎶 the eagles 🎶 joan jett & the blackhearts 🎶 deff leppard 🎶 tears for fears 🎶 michael jackson

and if there's some other classics i missed (from the 60's/70's/80's) you think he might like - please feel free to drop me an ask !! i'd love to add more to the list !!

lastly, i'm gonna drop some bands/artists i personally like to think he might listen to. mostly because it's fun to imagine so:

🎶 iggy pop 🎶 bee gees 🎶 thin lizzy 🎶 toto 🎶 a flock of seagulls 🎶 elton john 🎶 u2 🎶 redbone 🎶 madonna (i 100% believe it, you can't convince me otherwise) 🎶 pearl jam 🎶 radiohead 🎶 red hot chili peppers 🎶 green day 🎶 my chemical romance 🎶 beastie boys 🎶 smash mouth 🎶 nickelback (fight me, i dare you)

if you're looking for any specific songs, there's a really awesome playlist i listen to religiously. chai_vibes's "songs peter maximoff would unironically listen to" is so peak !! and i'll go ahead and drop my own peter maximoff playlist too, just because i worked really hard on it !! lol

happy listening !! thanks for hearin' me out !!

[holylulusworld]

The past always catches up - Halloween

This story was written for @jtargaryen18's Jamie's Halloween Challenge 2023

My prompt was: The Unexpected Visitor: On Halloween night, an unexpected visitor knocks at your door. It's not a trick-or-treater but something else.

Square filled for @buckybarnesbingo: U2: “I knew it was you.” 

Summary: The Unexpected Visitor: On Halloween night, an unexpected visitor knocks at your door. It's not a trick-or-treater but something else.

Trope: Villain Reader

Pairing: Winter Soldier x former Handler!(fem) Reader

Warnings: angst, fear, implied revenge, mentions of Hydra/Bucky’s past, implied/past abuse/sexual abuse on the Winter Soldier, hand around throat, no happy ending

Rating: Mature

Words: 1,1 k+

Kinktober vs Flufftober 2023

Life is funny, isn’t it? How does the saying go? The past always catches up. 

You can run. You can hide. You can change your name and appearance. But you cannot run away from the guilt you feel, nor the sins you committed.

In the waking hours, you regret your doings. And at night, you have nightmares. You can see every soul you ever hurt. Guilt is eating on your body and soul.

You’ll never be able to wash away the sins sticking to your skin.

How many souls did you doom? How many people did you condemn to commit crimes in the name of an organization so evil that its name alone plants fear into people's minds?

Hydra. 

You’re not an innocent victim. Back then, you willingly worked for them. It was the money they offered that made you forget about morals and humanity.

Growing up poor, but with a sharp mind and ambitions you’ll never be able to reach without money does this to people. If you see a chance, you take it. Sometimes you sell your soul on the way.

After Hydra fell apart, you realized how evil the people you were working for truly were. Until that day, they protected you at all costs. 

Being one of their only experts on mind manipulation made you irreplaceable to them. That was, of course, until you made one mistake, and their most important asset managed to escape.

The Winter Soldier.

Your voice and gentle words didn’t lure him in any longer. The asset learned that you were just another monster keeping him hostage. He broke out of the chair during your last session and killed every soul trying to stop him.

You’re the last handler alive. The only one he didn’t kill…yet.

He’s out there, waiting for his chance to get his hands on you. You know your time is running out. The moment he stepped out of the darkness to join forces with Captain America, you knew your life was over.

On the run, you barely have the time to catch your breath until one of the Avengers shows up. More than once you barely escaped.

You’re so tired of running away. 

Night terrors keep you awake, and you’re slowly losing your mind.

Every shadow looks like him – the man you forced to do unspeakable things. 

Not only in the name of Hydra.

No. You abused your powers and made him your compliant toy. On the cold nights, when you were stuck at the Hydra base, when no one was around but you and the asset you found shelter in his lap.

He wasn’t himself. It was wrong. But you already crossed so many lines you didn’t care about the consequences. 

What’s one more sin? Right?

If the dark side inside of your soul already consumed all the light left, nothing is keeping you from taking what you want. And you wanted him. 

That’s in the past. Now, that you have faced the consequences of your doings, you know every step you took, guided by Hydra, led you down the road to hell.

Your soul is lost. There is nothing you can do about it but sit and wait for the end to come.

If you can see his steel-blue eyes one last time before you take your last breath, it will be enough to let you rest in peace…

You found shelter at an old, abandoned Hydra hideout. You’re the only soul left knowing about this place. 

It’s not much, a cabin that’s falling apart, and nothing but trees around. It’s cold, and the fireplace isn’t working as it should.

You’re used to hiding in such places. There’s no place for luxury and coziness in your life. That’s in the past. You don’t deserve good things in your life.

It’s past midnight when you wake from another nightmare. You wheeze and press your hand to your heart, inhaling and exhaling slowly to calm your racing heart.

Cold sweat makes your clothes stick to your skin, and you shudder at the coldness creeping into your bones.

Glancing at the new burner phone you huff. It’s Halloween out of all days. 

You slowly slip out from under the covers, hissing as your feet touch the cold floor. When you are about to walk toward the small kitchenette a knock makes you freeze.

It's not a trick-or-treater, that’s for sure.

Holding your breath, you turn around to stare at the door. You press your hand to your heart and close your eyes. God forgot about you years ago, but you sent a prayer, nonetheless.

This is it. The moment you’ve been waiting for. 

Your feet carry you toward the door on their own. Muscle memory is a handy thing. Isn’t it? Even if your mind is a mess, your body knows what to do.

It’s like your body is drawn to the person knocking at your door. 

Your trembling hand grips the door handle, you take a deep breath and open it.

“I’ve been waiting for you, Soldat.” He’s as surprised as you are as you look him straight in the eyes. His face is hidden by the mask you know so well, but his eyes give away his excitement. “I’m glad you finally came to collect.”

The Winter Soldier dips his head. This is not what he expected you to do. You’ve been hiding from him and his allies for years. And now, you stand in front of him, shivering at the cold.

You’re not the powerful handler he remembers. “I knew it was you,” he says. His voice sounds different but as dangerous as ever. “Steve didn’t want to believe me. He said you are dead.”

“He’s not wrong,” you reach out to grab his mask and rip it off his face. “My heart is still beating but I died years ago. I’ve only been waiting for you to end me.”

“дорогая (darling),“ he growls before lunging forward to wrap his metal hand around your throat. Your eyes drop to his arm, focusing on the new color as he squeezes your windpipe. You close your eyes and embrace the darkness. “Goodnight…”

Part 2

Tags in reblog.

[captainblou]

aah its you!! You wrote Drive Me to the Moon!!!

I always melt while reading a new update(can never nitpick which bits i liked, cuz its all so sweet and cute and romantic)

Anyway have a nice day!!(or night)(or better yet have a great next 24 hours)

Happy good omens anniversary!!!

OH. MY. GOD.

This is my first ever ask related to a fic I'm writing and I'm getting a little (a lot) emotional 😭😭😭

Thank you so much for reading it and taking the time to send this 💛💛

Have a chapter 7 snippet as a thank you

In the car, the silence between them was deafening. After an hour, Crowley turned on the music, but for once, didn’t sing along. Their knuckles were white on the wheel, their legs restless. Aziraphale had not paid close attention last time, but their playlist consisted mainly of love songs. 

"Somebody to Love" by Queen. Crowley changed it after ten seconds.

"With or Without You" by U2 never even made it to the lyrics.

“Thank You for Loving Me" by Bon Jovi, cut in the middle of the first verse.

“Can you stop doing that?” Aziraphale snapped in a high-pitched voice. 

[1lostsoul0fishbowl]

🎉 Happy “two years of Greatmage” day!!! 🎉

we voted to celebrate with a moodboard or playlist, but i couldn’t help myself, i made one of each 😆 my darlings on a moodboard…

💖😍🥂😍💖

… and, step back into the 90s with this playlist from the coffeeshop that employs barista!Gareth in my upcoming college AU fic!

track list:

Real Love, Mary J. Blige

Live For Loving You, Gloria Estefan

Right Here Right Now, Jesus Jones

Nobody Knows, The Tony Rich Project

Fields Of Gold, Sting

Name, The Goo Goo Dolls

One, U2

Ordinary World, Duran Duran

More Than Words, Extreme

Linger, The Cranberries

You Were Meant For Me, Jewel

End Of The Road, Boyz II Men

Save The Best For Last, Vanessa Williams

To Be With You, Mr. Big

Take This Heart, Richard Marx

Weak, SWV

Sunshine On Leith, The Proclaimers

Always Be My Baby, Mariah Carey

Till I Hear It From You, Gin Blossoms

Nothing Compares 2 U, Sinéad O’Connor

Freedom! ‘90, George Michael

Kiss From A Rose, Seal

Weather With You, Crowded House

Again, Janet Jackson

Don’t Turn Around, Ace of Base

Always, Bon Jovi

Please Forgive Me, Bryan Adams

Take A Bow, Madonna

Hold My Hand, Hootie & The Blowfish

Words, Boyzone

I Have Nothing, Whitney Houston

High Enough, Damn Yankees

Baby Baby, Amy Grant

It Ain’t Over ‘Til It’s Over, Lenny Kravitz

If I Ever Fall In Love, Shai

☕️☕️🥰🥰☕️☕️

[e-dubbc11]

for the song lyric prompt, I'm presenting you the super classic 'with or without you' with the most incredible obsessive love presence and our fave obsessive man: billy

My dear Selene,

I love this song, it’s one of my favorites! Thank you for sending this one in. My head has been wrapped around writing for Rumlow the past couple of weeks and I’ve missed writing for Billy so I hope you like what I did here

Thank you again!

With or Without You

Photos are not mine. They are courtesy of Pinterest/Google.

Pairing: Billy Russo x F! Reader

Warnings: little bit of angst, fluff

Word Count: 1.3k-ish

Summary: You see a picture of Billy that you’re not very happy with

A/N: This is one of my favorite songs even though I don’t like U2 all that much.

As always, thank you for reading!  I appreciate it so much and comments, reblogs are welcome and encouraged. Don’t be shy to tell me your favorite part. 💕💕 💕

He was so stubborn but you were too.

Billy Russo made you absolutely crazy. No other man frustrated you like he did but you’ve never loved anyone as much as you loved him either which is why seeing that picture of him online kissing another woman shattered your heart.

The ache you felt in your chest was unlike anything you’ve ever felt before. It was betrayal on another level as tears pricked your eyes scrolling through social media and stopping on a grainy picture of Billy’s lips locked on someone else’s other than yours.

It was from the event that you weren’t able to attend with him because you didn’t feel well.

He told you, “Of course it’s alright, sweet girl. Just get some rest, I love you.”

“I love you.”

Those words were hard for him to say at first, he had never said them and meant it until he fell for you. That’s what he told you, so how could he do this to you? Just like it was difficult to give his heart to someone, it was hard for you to give your heart away too.

All of the others had no problem taking and taking from you but in the end you were alone with a feeling of emptiness from the pieces of you they selfishly took with them when they left.

Against your better judgement, his too, you both opened up your souls to each other, leaving your hearts vulnerable to everything you worked so hard to protect.

Sometimes it was so hard to live with him, even though you didn’t physically live WITH him. The long hours, the constant worrying about him, hoping he was alright taking on so many jobs, and the exhaustion plastered all over his face…you’ve never known anyone that worked as hard as he did.

You didn’t want to live without him though. Billy made you crazy, fights with him made you want to rip your hair out, his jealousy sometimes got out of control but yours did too, hence the rage you felt burning inside your body right now.

You wanted to find that woman and tear her limb from limb, break all of her fingers that were holding Billy’s head in place while she kissed him, and make sure she never messes with another woman’s boyfriend again.

Several texts from Billy came through as you continued to stare at the photo, tears stinging your eyes like stars burning against the night sky.

“Please talk to me, sweet girl.”

“I really need to talk to you.”

“I love you, baby…please answer me.”

Newspapers and websites marketed Billy as an “eligible” bachelor, even though he was in a relationship with you. They built him up to be a local celebrity. From humble beginnings to a handsome successful CEO, Billy Russo was the object of every woman’s affection and you knew what you were getting yourself into when you started dating him but you thought you could handle it.

And you could, until now. You didn’t want to break up with him but you couldn’t look at him or talk to him right now, it hurt too much.

Seeing that photo broke you and no matter how hard you tried, you couldn’t bring yourself to leave the house that day. The caption for the photo made you breathless with anger and caused your mouth to tighten.

“Where’s your girlfriend tonight, Billy Russo?”

**********

Dark gray clouds blanketed the early afternoon sky while the autumn winds blew around the sparse branches of the trees down below. You could feel the draft coming into your apartment from the weakened seals in the windows that your landlord said he was going to replace months ago. Thankfully your favorite sweater was keeping you warm as you sat down on the couch to enjoy a cup of hot tea.

Loud raps against your door startled you before you could take your first sip, almost spilling the tea into your lap.

“Baby, open the door please! I know you’re home, you haven’t left the house all day.” He said loudly so you could hear him from the other side of the door.

How does he know that? Was he spying on you?

“I don’t wanna talk to you right now, Billy!” You shouted.

Suddenly, the front door flew open and crashed against the wall. Billy had told you before that your front door should be replaced because of how old it is.

Well, he wasn’t wrong and now it definitely needs to be replaced but you were furious because of how far he took it. Just like the door, he was unhinged. But again, that’s Billy. Always quick to fly off the handle.

“WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!!!” You yelled. “ARE YOU INSANE?!!”

You stood up and set your tea on the coffee table as Billy walked over to you.

“I’m not leaving until I explain myself, y/n! I know you’re angry, I know you saw the photo but that woman kissed ME, alright?!! Yeah, I had more to drink that I usually do at these things but I was upset that you weren’t with me last night!” He confessed.

You stood there looking at him with a confused look on your face. You had been to a lot of these fundraiser events with Billy, why was he so upset about you not being at this one?

“I wasn’t feeling well, Billy. I said I was sorry and you said it was ok! Go in my room, the dress I wanted to wear is still hanging on the edge of the door, I didn’t do this on purpose!” You exclaimed.

His expression softened and he was visibly upset, but he wasn’t angry.

Billy lowered his voice. “I know you didn’t, I just…had something planned, that’s all. And I pushed her away as soon as her lips touched mine, ask Frankie.”

You could tell Billy felt terrible for what happened and you…believed him.

“She had been following me around all night. I’m so sorry, sweet girl, I’m sorry.” He said softly.

“What did you have planned, Billy?” You said, remembering what he mentioned a minute ago.

He ran his long fingers through is ebony colored hair and brushed his beard as he paced back and forth, looking very nervous about what he was going to say next.

“I was gonna ask you if…if you would move in with me.” He said.

You felt your stomach drop and start to flutter. Your eyes welled up with tears, happy tears this time.

“Billy…I—I” You started to say.

He interrupted you. “I know we’re together most of the time but on nights that we’re not, I don’t like going to bed alone or waking up alone. I don’t like being without you. I love you.”

Billy inched closer to you, close enough to inhale the scent of his cologne and you felt his warm breath on your lashes.

You snaked your arms around his neck and gazed into his deep brown eyes. “I love you too, handsome. You make me absolutely nuts but I’d rather be with you than without you, so my answer is yes.”

Gently scraping your nails against his scalp, you pulled him closer so you could kiss him which he gladly returned. He loved being touched by you, and only you.

“I told you that you needed a new door, that thing was easy to kick in.” He chuckled.

You playfully slapped his shoulder. “You lunatic, I’m gonna get in so much trouble for that! I know I’m gonna be leaving anyway but you owe me a new door, Mr. Russo.”

He kissed you on the forehead. “I’ll get you a new door, baby…I’ll get you whatever you want.”

Through the storm, we reach the shore

You give it all but I want more

And I'm waiting for you

With or without you

With or without you, ah, ah

I can't live

With or without you

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[myimaginaryradio]

Happy Friday! We made it through another one, congrats! Take a moment to appreciate yourself and all of things that we've overlooked this week. Be safe, be kind and be awesome. Here's U2 live at the BBC with Beautiful Day...

[u2fangirlie-blog]

Good Omens Crowley and Aziraphale Reunited Playlist

In anticipation of Good Omens Season 3, here’s the “Crowley and Aziraphale Reunited and It Feels So Good Playlist.” We know our favorite demon and angel will be reunited. Take heart, have faith, and keep hope. Crowley and Aziraphale will be together again, like chocolate and peanut butter. This is music Maggie and Nina would put together in a playlist for a party celebrating the Crowley and Aziraphale’s relationship. The songs are about friendship and love.

How ever you as a fan define the love they share – eros, philia, or agape - we know Crowley and Aziraphale love each other. In the Good Omens universe, angels and demons are sexless and genderless. However, they can have genders and sex body parts if they want to. They can be sexual, asexual, binary, nonbinary, romantic, aromantic, hetero, homo, bi, pan. They can be any expression of the spectrum of identities and orientations. Above all else, they can love each other.

Maggie, Nina, Aziraphale, and Crowley are going to sing a karaoke version of “That’s What Friends Are For” at the party.

Please enjoy this unashamedly, unapologetically romantic, silly, sentimental, and sugary playlist (with extra cheesy goodness).

See note after list on song the selection process.

Songs include:

“You’re My Best Friend” – Queen

“Let’s Stay Together” – Al Green

“For Once in My Life” – Stevie Wonder

“Reunited” – Peaches and Herb

“Love and Happiness” – Al Green

“Ain’t No Mountain High Enough” – Marvin Gaye and Tammi Terrell

“That’s What Friends Are For” – Dionne Warwick, Elton John, Gladys Knight, and Stevie Wonder

“I Knew You Were Waiting (For Me)” – Aretha Franklin and George Michael

“Can’t Fight this Feeling” – REO Speedwagon

“Time After Time” – Cyndi Lauper

“I’ll Be There” – Mariah Carey and Trey Lorenz version

“I’ll Stand by You” – The Pretenders

“I Say a Little Prayer” – Aretha Franklin

“I Honestly Love You” – Olivia Newton John

“God Only Knows” – The Beach Boys

“Don’t Let Me Down” – The Beatles

“Just the Two of Us” – Grover Washington, Jr., ft. Bill Withers

“Just the Way You Are” – Billy Joel

“Your Song” – Elton John

“How Deep is Your Love” – The Bee Gees

“The Air that I Breathe” – K.D. Lang version

“Time in a Bottle” – Jim Croce

“Up Where We Belong” – Joe Cocker and Jennifer Warnes

“Islands in the Stream” – Dolly Parton and Kenny Rogers

“Endless Love” – Diana Ross and Lionel Richie

“Almost Paradise” – Mike Reno and Ann Wilson

“Leather and Lace” – Stevie Nicks and Don Henley

“Feels Like Home” – Bonnie Raitt

“In Your Eyes” – Peter Gabriel

“I Want to Know What Love Is” – Foreigner

“Never Tear Us Apart” – INXS

“Eternal Flame” – The Bangles

“Heaven is a Place on Earth” – Belinda Carlisle

“Walking on Sunshine” – Katrina and The Waves

“Never Gonna Give You Up” – Rick Astley

“Everlasting Love” – U2 version

“[I Can’t Help] Falling in Love with You” – UB40 version

“Let’s Get It On” – Marvin Gaye

P.S.: Aziraphale secretly loves romantic duets and rock ballads. He wouldn’t admit it because his personality is classical music. However, he longs to sing karaoke duets with Crowley. “Reunited,” “Ain’t No Mountain High Enough,” “I Knew You Were Waiting (For Me),” “I’ll Be There,” “Don’t Let Me Down,” “Up Where We Belong,” “Islands in the Stream,” “Endless Love,” “Almost Paradise,” and “Leather and Lace.”

P.P.S.: “Never Gonna Give You Up.” Crowley unironically loves this song, but he invented “Rickrolling,” so Rick Astley would get paid more in song royalties. Who’s laughing now?

P.P.P.S.: “Let’s Get It On.” Crowley has experienced all the infinite varieties of human, demonic, angelic, and supernatural being sexuality and intimacy. Like various “sins” thought up by humans (without demonic influence), he has taken credit for inventing some of the more fun, creative intimate activities. He consulted on the artwork in the Kama Sutra. Crowley secretly wants to snuggle under the blankets with Aziraphale on cold rainy days, but he would never admit it because it would ruin his reputation.

Note on song selection:

Yes, the playlist is exclusively classic pop and rock songs. I’m a Gen Xer. David Tennant and Michael Sheen are Gen Xers. Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett are Boomers. This is the music I grew up listening to. These songs make me feel good. They don’t write songs like this anymore. I’m a cool college English teacher. My job is to corrupt the youth of the nation. Ms. Myers is going to expose you to culture. I’m a cool spinster aunt. Auntie Amy is gonna learn you about oldies music. I selected songs that thematically fit with the relationship between Aziraphale and Crowley. Listen to the lyrics. They fit. The list flows. You may not like my choices, so your mileage may vary. You can make your own playlist.

You can listen to it on YouTube.

[humanrindswrites]

all i want is you

summary: reader doesn’t know where she stands with lars

pairing: lars ulrich x female reader/oc

warnings: angst with a happy ending, insecurity, friends with benefits to lovers

word count: 1496 words

a/n: the queue is still going but i wanted to get something new out and this idea is one that kept me up at night

edit: yes i retitled this because someone posted a fic with the same exact title (also this is the title i wanted anyway but it felt weird to name a metallica fic after a u2 song but oh well)

The very first rule that Lars had set when they started their ‘situation’ was for neither of them to catch feelings. And as much as she tried, she’d completely broken that rule.

How could she not? Everything they did together just screamed ‘couple’. He held her hand and hugged her in front of their friends, cuddled with her after sex, played with her hair and said such nice things to her.

But he never introduced her to people as his girlfriend, just his friend. His friend who he would fuck so well and say nice things to before going off to sleep with groupies and forget about her until the next day. She would always tell herself that he was a goddamn rockstar, of course he was going to do this, but it didn’t take the sting away.

She knew what she was getting into and yet she still felt like an idiot for falling for him.

The show had gone smoothly for the band, but roughly for her. Lars had given her a VIP pass before the show but she’d lost it in the bathroom. She felt bruised from the other concertgoers bumping into her and she’d had to wrestle her way to the stage door where a meatheaded security guard refused to let her pass.

“Listen, sweetheart,” the guard sneered, “I told you, nobody gets in without a pass.”

“And I told you that I was given one but I lost it,” she snapped back, at the end of her tether.

“Yeah, you and fifteen other tramps trying to get backstage.”

She could feel her anger start to rise, her eyes pricking with tears as she balled her hands into fists at her sides. As much as she tried to not let the names affect her, she couldn’t stop them from getting under her skin. 

Just as she was about to give up and go back to the hotel, the stage door opened and the crowd of girls screamed and shouted for the band to notice them. Lars was first out of the door but didn’t notice her in the pool of people rushing to him for autographs.

It’s now or never she thought.

“Lars gave me the pass that I lost,” she said to the security guard, shouting to be heard. “He knows me.”

The guard groaned and loomed over her. “Look, missy, I’m only gonna tell you one more time: nobody gets in without a pass.”

“Go ask him yourself if you don’t believe me,” she said and crossed her arms defiantly. The guard smirked at her and shouted for Lars over his shoulder, not taking his eyes off her.

“Hey, Lars! I got a girl here for you.”

Her temper flared up again but she shoved it back down, refusing to give him a reaction. Lars finally managed to pull himself away from the fans to where they stood.

“What’s going on?” he asked, confused before finally locking eyes with her.

“This groupie here says you gave her a pass and she lost it. That true?”

“Yeah, I did give her a pass,” Lars said and reached for her hand. “And she’s not a fucking groupie, she’s my girlfriend.”

She wished she could have seen the look on the meathead’s face as Lars pulled her out of the crowd. A smug smile crept onto her face but she couldn’t help but overthink what had just happened. What if he was just saying that to get the guard to leave her alone? He was probably already picking out another girl to take to bed that night.

“Go wait for me in the green room,” Lars said in her ear as he guided her back inside. “I’ll be there in about ten.”

In the green room, she sat on a couch away from everyone else, drinking her third plastic cup of cheap beer and trying to slow her mind. She couldn’t stop fixating on how Lars had finally called her his girlfriend in front of people, but she wasn’t his girlfriend. She was just his friend he liked to fuck.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” Lars asked as he flopped down onto the couch next to her, yanking her out of her trance.

“Nothing,” she said. “Just had a rough night.”

“It’s gotta be more than that,” he said and shuffled up to her. “C’mon, tell me. Was it that asshole working security?”

“Well, that’s part of it.”

“What’s the other part?”

She sighed and looked around the room. Nobody there was really interested in what they were doing but she felt like everyone was eavesdropping.

“Can we talk somewhere quieter than this?”

“Sure,” he said, standing up from the couch and grabbing her hands to pull her to her feet.

He led her through the small crowded room with her hand held firmly in his, her nerves calming slightly from his touch. Sometimes she hated how safe she felt with Lars, how being together just seemed right.

In the hallway, a few roadies were still milling around and packing away equipment but they were too focused on their work to notice them.

“Okay, tell me,” Lars said, refusing to let go of her hand.

“Did you mean it?” she asked. He gave her a blank look. “What you said to the security guard.”

He was quiet for a few seconds as his alcohol-ridden brain tried to figure out what she was talking about.

“Oh, you mean when I called you my girlfriend,” he finally said.

She nodded before casting her eyes down to their hands. “Did you mean it?” she asked again. “Do you see me as your girlfriend?”

He paused and ran his thumb over her knuckles. “I guess,” he said. “I know I said ‘no feelings’ when we started all of this but if you want us to be a real couple I wouldn’t say no.”

Her heart pounded in her ears as she let everything soak in. It wasn’t the most romantic way of asking, but she wouldn’t have wanted it any other way. Any feelings of doubt that she’d had over the night had completely melted away, replaced by relief.

“Yeah,” she said as a warm smile crept over her face. “I want us to be official.”

He gently pulled her to him, his body flush with hers as he tilted her face up to his with his other hand. The woody scent of his shower gel filled her senses and she let the world around them disappear when he closed the last gap between them, kissing her softly and slowly. 

She dropped his hand and let him fully envelop her in his arms, pulling her closer to him as she tangled her fingers in his hair and kissed him back, drinking him in and not wanting him to stop. They finally broke away for air, resting their foreheads against one another and refusing to untangle their limbs.

“I guess this makes us official,” Lars said as he tenderly stroked her face.

“I guess it does,” she said and leaned into his touch.

“Oh, wait, lemme give you something,” he said as he reluctantly pulled away from her.

“Lars, you don’t need to give me anything,” she said as she watched him reach around the back of his neck. He unclasped the chain he was wearing and took it off before placing it around her neck and fastening it again.

“I want you to have this,” he said, letting his fingers linger on her skin. “So you’ll still have me when I’m not around.”

Tears pricked in her eyes again, this time from joy. She didn’t think that such a shitty night could have turned out so incredible. She immediately enveloped him in a hug, her arms wrapped tightly around him and her head resting on his shoulder.

“Thank you,” she said into his warm skin. “I love it.”

Lars returned her hug and stroked her back, enjoying the moment before it was inevitably ruined by one of his bandmates.

Right on cue, the green room door crashed open, noise echoing down the hallway and disturbing the quiet.

“What’re you two lovebirds doing out here?” Hetfield asked, loud enough for everyone to hear.

“None of your fucking business,” Lars said. “Can’t a guy get some time alone with his new girlfriend?”

“New?” James asked with a laugh. “You mean you haven’t been dating this whole time? Coulda fooled me.”

She couldn’t really see, but she had a good feeling that Lars was turning red in embarrassment. Releasing herself from his hold, she tugged him back towards the room.

“C’mon, we’ll go gross everyone out,” she said as she led him through the door, Hetfield following close behind.

“You’re already grossing me out and you haven’t done anything yet,” he joked.

Lars ignored him and wrapped an arm around her waist, keeping her close to him, as if he was wordlessly declaring to everyone there that she was finally, officially his.

[daziechane]

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