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[mysunshinetemptress]

Ever Since New York

Part 2 of Meet Me in the Hallway

Leah Williamson x Styles!Reader

Warnings:Angst hidden relationships, lots of sighing

You hummed into Leah’s chest as she brushed her hand through your hair the two of you wrapped up on her couch watching The Arsenal boys against Southampton, you loved these moments the mundane couple things where you were able to forget that you lived four hours away and rarely saw each other unless it was through a phone or you had a free day to drive down to her for a few hours. You smiled hearing Leah whisper a quite yes as the boys took the offence “if they don’t win this one Le they will prove themselves to be absolutely shite.” Leah squeezed you slightly “hey United are just as bad “you shook your head “yeah but we have a trophy in our collection that’s younger then 20 years old.” Leah laughed squeezing you again huffing as Arsenal lost the ball. This was the few times in the last few months where it had been just the two of you, both being called up to the Olympic squad didn’t mean you got to spend time with your blonde lover instead you both kept your interactions to a minimum so this right here was bliss until it wasn’t.

You groaned lifting your head from Leah’s chest as you answered the phone “hi Harry.” Leah watched concerned as you sat up abruptly “how did you know I’m in London.” You looked at Leah panicked “just a friend H from the national team.” Leah sat up before getting off the couch and standing in front of you. “Yeah I can call around in an hour.” You looked at Leah “stay the night.” You felt your heart sink as you watched Leah nod her head, you didn’t want to stay at your brothers you wanted to stay at hers this was the only break you where getting for the next few weeks and you wanted to spend as much of it with her as possible. Sighing you agreed “yeah H I’d love to I’ll see you soon alright.” Hanging up the phone you began getting your shoes on as Leah looked at you confused “hey where are you going you told him an hour love.” You looked at Leah “I am not in the mood for this conversation right now I’ll see you in a few weeks ok.” Leah looked at you confused “but Y/n..” you shook your head “I’ll text you when I get there, I love you.” You kissed her goodbye before jumping in the car to head to Harry.

Harry to his kindness never asked which national team mate you where visiting simply talking about his up coming shows in New York titled “Harryween.” Before you both decided to watch a movie and just relax, we’ll try to relax you instead sat picking at your fingers thinking about your girlfriend who lived less than an hour away.

You hadn’t seen Leah in since you left her that night to stay at Harry’s but you had been talking daily trying to organise your schedules so you could drive down to London to spend time together only something always came up “sorry can’t do this weekend Arsenal girls are going out.” Or “sorry love not this weekend family thing, event I have to go to with Al, family night with the Arsenal.” The list went on and you felt yourself hating your hidden relationship more than before.

You where sat in your Mums house for a small family dinner, it was one of the rare occasions you all seemed to be in the same place as Harry was home, Gemma wasn’t working and you didn’t have a match. Harry cleared his throat before looking at you excitedly “so you know how my team and I came up with the plan to do HarryWeen.” You hummed in acknowledgment focused on cutting your roast potatoes “well my team checked your schedule for October and you’re free to fly out for it so.” You looked up at Harry “so what H.” Harry rolled his eyes “so will you come over to New York.” You looked at him eyebrows raised in surprise “I don’t know Harry I don’t know what the plans are for Halloween yet with the girls.” Truth was you had been hinting at Leah that you wanted to spend it with her “Invite them.” You nearly chocked on your dinner “what.” Harry nodded “invite the girls, even your national squad if you want.” You looked to your mum then Gemma “oh that would be lovely Ella, Alessia, Chloe and Alex. I agree darling invite them.” You sighed dropping your fork to rub your head, they would love to go you knew that but it was Leah you wanted to see not them. “Yeah I’ll ask.” As if on cue your phone rang as you flipped it over to see the photo of you and Leah staring back at you “sorry I have to take this I’ll be back in a minute.”

“Hey Le.” Leah sighed happily down the phone “god I miss you.” You smiled sitting on the stairs “I miss you too, what’s up are you ok.” Leah began talking about the match she had just finished playing a match you had recorded back in your apartment to watch later but nevertheless you sat happily listening to her talk about it. You began picking at the carpet as you worked up the nerve to ask “Hey Le.” Leah hummed softly telling you she was listening “Harry was just talking about his show in New York next month and eh well he said our schedules are free and asked if I wanted to invite some of the eh the girls over like you know El, Less, Chloe and Al and I was..well I was wondering if you wanted to maybe come over too you know to see him perform.” “Y/n.” Leah tried to speak but you couldn’t let her to scared of what she would say “I could introduce you this time like you wanted and you I mean you could even invite Kiera and Georgia that way it’s not just you so it’s less suspicious with the girls and all.” “Y/n” you hummed this time halting your speech “I would love to, I’ll text the girls now ok, Halloween with my girl in New York sounds cool.” You smiled happily “yeah.” Leah laughed “yeah.” You let out a breath you didn’t know you where holding “ok cool, ehm listen I have to get back to the table but I love you and I’ll text you later.” Leah laughed at how excited you sound “ok go on I’ll text the girls now and ask, I love you pretty girl.” You stood up on the stairs and squealed happily at the thought of Leah coming to New York with you as you went and sat back with your family. Harry laughed looking at you “what’s got you so happy.” You shrugged “New York.”

You had excitedly texted the girls that night asking if they all wanted to come to New York for the concert as well as a small shopping trip before texting them back when Harry said he was going to give you his jet for it before excitedly texting Leah “oh my god Le Harry said we can use his jet for New York.” Leah sighed looking at the text “cool.” You texted back immediately “maybe we could sit together, only if you’re comfortable with it.” Leah’s head shot up as her mum spoke “who’s texting you that you can’t listen to a word I’m saying.” Leah rolled her eyes “just one of the girls asking if I wanted to go to New York, I have to check.” Amanda hummed “which girl.” Leah shook her head “one of them god mum stop snooping.”

As the days grew closer to your departure date your family couldn’t help but smile at your excitement, it’s the first time they had seen you this excited in a while. The plan had been set weeks ago you, Ella, Less, Chloe, and Alex would all stay at your house and leave for the airport together and meet your Mum and Sister in New York, you had texted Leah the plan but she simply said she would stay at Kiera’s and that Georgia was going to stay with them.

You had all gotten up at 4 am happily getting yourselves ready for the airport texting Leah updates before squeezing into the car Harry had sent to get you. You shot one last text to Leah telling her you were leaving and that you would see her shortly. After arriving at the airport you all got on the plane and sat waiting patiently for the last three girls, it was a surprise for the rest of the girls who were coming. An hour later Ella groaned “Y/n we have been waiting for ages come on your other friends aren’t coming.” You looked down at your phone again, all your texts had been left on delivered since you got up and you had tried calling her 15 times but to no avail, finally it was when the captain came out that you agreed to leave.

Landing in New York you turned on your phone to see a text from Leah stating her and the girls had slept through their alarms and where so sorry but they arranged to get a flight that would land 6pm New York time. Sighing you got in the car to drive to the Hotel before leaving to meet up with your Mum and Sister at a restaurant. “Come on Y/n cheer up we made it and your friends are on the next flight out.” You nodded along to Chloe’s words “right ok yeah let’s go.” Sitting in the restaurant with your mum you couldn’t help but keep checking the time on your phone. “Hey im going to head to the airport to meet the girls arriving in I’ll meet you all back at the hotel ok.” The girls all wished you goodbye as you hoped back into the black Cadillac to the airport. You texted Leah “hey you never sent your flight details, I’m guessing T1 I’ll see you soon, I don’t think I’ve said it yet, but thank you for doing this I love you Le.”

You stood excitedly at the welcome gate ready to wrap your girlfriend in a hug before your other friends. You sighed checking your phone as it read 6:45 before googling flights arriving into JFK only to see that the 6pm flight had in fact landed already and they should have been out ages ago, shaking your head you decided to text Leah again “hey love, did you girls get lost??.” You decided this time to also text Kiera “hey Kie, did you guys get lost on the way out, where are u??.” You looked up as more strangers emerged from the airport but still couldn’t see the trio before looking back at your phone as it buzzed “Y/n wtf are you talking about get lost where.” You frowned in confusion before typing Keira back “Getting lost in JFK in New York, Leah said your guys flight landed at 6pm.” You watched as the bubbles appeared on screen “eh wtf why would I be in New York, Y/n are you sure you’re texting the right girl.” Your breath hitched as you stared at your phone “Keira where are you.” You felt tears begin to prick your eyes “I’m in Manchester, with Lucy, Leah hasn’t texted me in a few days.” You shook your head, deciding to call Leah but of course it went straight to voice mail, you let out a huff as you began to speak “Le, darling I’m..I’m not mad I promise I just…what’s going on..please Le..Keira said you never said anything to her about New York…I just..Le please call me..I’m sorry if I pushed you to fast just let me know your ok…. We can organise to see each other when I get back…I love you…Le god do I love you.” You hung up the phone before turning to head back to the driver.

You couldn’t wait for New York but now all you wanted was for this trip to end.

[btsbabe7]

Something about those Slytherin boys 😮‍💨🐍💚🖤✨

(named him Aspen Greenwoode)

[scotianostra]

On December 5th 2015 the Scottish author William McIlvanney died in Glasgow.

Born in Kilmarnock on November 25th 1936 McIlvanney went to the town’s Academy and then on to Glasgow University, studying English, he went on to teach at Greenwood Academy in his native Ayrshire where he rose to the position of assistant head before leaving to take up full time writing.

His first novel, Remedy is None, won the Geoffrey Faber Memorial Prize in 1966 and his follow up A Gift from Nessus also won an award, although both were recognised and well received neither was a commercial success. After a long gap Docherty was published in 1977 the gritty story of a miner in the depression it again won a prize, The Whitbread Novel Award but still the job in the school paid the bills.

My favourite genre is the detective novel and it wasn’t until McIlvanney wrote about a Glasgow cop called Laidlaw that the tide was to turn, it was a hit in the best sellers and won him a fourth writers reward, Silver Daggers from the Crime Writers’ Association. By now he had given up teaching but it wasn’t until 1983 that he followed up with the second in the trilogy The Papers of Tony Veitch which repeated the success of the first in the series, Strange Loyalties the third came in 1991 and was actually the first of the three I have read, it won the Glasgow Herald’s People’s Prize.

Other books came in between 83 and 91, the best in my opinion was The Big Man. about a Glasgow prize fighter, was made into a film starring Liam Neeson and Billy Connolly.

The Kiln, a successor to Docherty, featuring the grandson of the original then a ten year gap till Weekend, McIlvanney was not what you would call a prolific writer like Ian Rankin or Val McDermid or Christopher Brookmyre, all who have been credited with continuing his “Tartan Noir” style, he filled out the years with newspaper columns and TV appearances presenter of a BBC books programme being one, he also did a number of voice overs, he had what I would describe as a rich Scottish brogue but very easy to understand, very much like his older brother Hugh, the sports journalist.

McIlvanney was working on a manuscript when he passed away and the book was released this year after Ian Rankin was asked to finish the book, Rankin has said it was an "incredible honour" to be asked to finish, he commented "There were two or three books in there which he was contemplating but one of them he had actually made a good start on, which was The Dark Remains."

My favouties, of the books I have read by William McIlvanney are the Laidlaw trilogy, when I imagine them and the author himself the first pic, of an old style bar an ashtray and a whisky springs to mind.

Bless this House: A Sampler for Glasgow Bedsits William McIlvanney

Bless this house, wherever it is, This house and this and this and this, Pitched shaky as small nomad tents Within Victorian permanence, Where no names stay long, no families meet In Observatory Road and Clouston Street, Where Harry and Sally who want to be ‘free’ And Morag who works in the BBC And Andy the Artist and Mhairi and Fran (Whose father will never understand) And John from Kilmarnock and Jean from the Isles And Michael who jogs every day for miles And Elspeth are passing through this year: Bless them the short time they are here. Bless the cup left for a month or more On the dust of the window-ledge, the door That won’t quite shut, the broken fan, The snowscape of fat in the frying pan. Bless each burnt chop, each unseen smile That they may nourish their hopes a while. Bless the persistence of their faith, The gentle incense of their breath. Bless the wild dreams that are seeded here, The lover to come, the amazing career. Bless such small truths as they may find By the lonely night-light of the mind. Bless these who camp out in the loss of the past And scavenge their own from what others have lost, Who have courage to reach for what they cannot see And have gambled what was for what may never be. So turn up the Hi Fi, Michael and John. What is to come may be already gone. And pull up the covers, Jean and Mhairi. The island is far and you’ve missed the ferry.

[catofadifferentcolor]

Terrible Fic Ideas #20: LotR, but make it First Age!Legolas (2.0)

The more I think about this idea, the more I love the idea of Legolas being one of the oldest elves left in Middle Earth by the time the events of The Lord of the Rings take place.

It does, however, involve creating a lot of back story for Legolas and his family that doesn't exist.

I've seen fan!backstory for Thranduil make his father Oropher the younger brother of Galadhon, Celeborn's father - thereby making the royal family of Mirkwood descendants of Elmo and cousins to Celeborn, Celebrían, and Elrond's brood.

I, however, prefer the idea that Oropher and the rest have only tangental relations to the important elves of the First Age. Mainly, that Oropher's sister was Galadhon's wife, keeping the kinship between Celeborn and Thranduil, but making their claims to kingship in Mirkwood that much more presumptuous.

As I said before, I also love the idea of Legolas being born as his family flees Doriath in 506 of the First Age.

To make the whole situation as painful as possible, give him an older sister in the Doriath guard, who died in the fighting the same day as he was born.

Give his mother and maternal grandmother high positions in the guard as well. His mother was obviously unable to fight due to her pregnancy and feels guilty about this for the rest of her life, while his grandmother was captain of Elwë's personal guard and died with her king when he refused to pay the dwarves for the Nauglamír four years before.

Legolas, his parents, and his paternal grandparents spend some time at the Havens of Sirion with the other survivors of Falls of Doriath and Gondolin. I love the idea of young!Legolas meeting barely older Eärendil there, if only because it introduces the whole my old childhood friend is now a star issue to cope with.

Although only 40 years old at the start of it, Legolas and the rest of his family fight in the War of Wrath. I imagine Legolas watching his mother die on the battlefield there, though his father and grandparents - who I all imagine for some reason as being apprentices of Melian - survive.

In the Second Age, Oropher leads the remnants of his family and some followers east, eventually winding up in the Greenwood. Rather than conquer the local Silvan population and make themselves king, I rather like the idea that the Silvans chose them as kings - either out of a strangers from far away being elevated to kingship narrative that happens in RL every so often, or because they'd rather live their lives in their trees and left dealing with foreigners to other foreigners.

Legolas adapts to being a prince not at all, and spends a lot of time hunting orcs and the like outside the borders of Greenwood until the War of the Last Alliance. I picture his paternal grandmother dying in the fighting there, leading Oropher to throw his life away in the Battle of Dagorlad.

At the start of the Third Age, Legolas and Thranduil are all that's left of their family. More than most other elves, death haunts their line - but even so, they've never quite learned how to cope with it.

Legolas caries on as before, hunting orcs and spiders, and rather than any of the movie nonsense falls into the Battle of Five Armies on accident, having followed and harried the host from Gundabad until they took the field.

I also imagine Legolas' reason for being in Rivendell for the Council to be somewhat different - he found himself west of the Misty Mountains and hoped to winter there, but instead was drawn into the fellowship because, as the elves say, he is a child of war. He was introduced to death and destruction too early; for all he loves his adopted forest, he's most at ease fighting the darkness that he was born into.

I go back and forth on how much of the fellowship I want to be aware of Legolas' great age and background and at what point any learn the truth, but I want little bits of it to slip out regardless of how everyone around him choses to interpret it.

Most important, however, is that after 6000+ years is the fact that Legolas doesn't learn how to cope with death until he spends time around mortals.

I also want to play into the whole lust is something elves only feel for the person they fall in love with, which happens only once thing. Because I love the idea of Legolas seeing Gimli in Rivendell before the council and just... falling head over heels and having no earthly idea what is happening to him or how to deal with it.

I also have this idea that Legolas is just horrible with directions, which is how he ends up on the wrong side of the mountains in Rivendell to begin with - mostly because his memories of these places are thousands of years old and landscapes have changed since he was last there, so he keeps looking for landmarks that aren't there anymore.

His relationship with Thranduil is also complicated and tinged with grief, and the suggestion that, as much as Thranduil loves his son, there is distance between them because they're always preparing to lose the other, as they've lost everyone else important to them.

But otherwise: 1) a lot of Legolas learning how how to cope with death and romantic attraction, both deeply intertwined with the other because his love is mortal; 2) Gimli having to make nearly every move in their relationship because Legolas is utterly clueless; 3) exasperated Aragorn watching all of this from the sidelines like a soap opera he has become invested in against his will; 4) the immense, inescapable weight of history echoing in everything from the last time I was here... to stealing boats has never gone well for elves.

So, yes, mostly just expansion upon the original idea and a whole bunch of things I would want to include if I had the time, energy, or willpower to do a LotR fic justice, but I had to share. As always, feel free to adopt the bunny, just let me know.

Other Legolas Headcanons: First Age | Second Age | Third Age | Half-Maia | Half-Elven

More Terrible Fic Ideas

[anthonybialy]

Rewriting the Race

Prepare to flaunt your choice of which abomination you think should be head of state for an eternal four years.  A republic offers opportunities to flaunt free will.  The AI revolution is here as we’re forced to accept grotesque imitations vaguely representing a warped version of humanity.  Tricky thinking machines made human counterparts decide between self-parodies.

Caricature candidates aren’t as fun as the booth at the fair would have us believe.  Maybe we should try dune buggies.  Our cursed decision will be amongst hopefuls who are all prominent without deserving the acclaim that comes from a worthwhile candidate following them back.

One day of fame would be too much for each.  The sickening portrayal of each of their respective roles shows politics at its worst, which is ruefully amusing for an election with the most inside outsiders possible.  Don’t indulge messianic tendencies by seeing them as they want.  Feeding egos of the worst possible choices is a role we don’t need to endorse.  Spot fellow patriots with They Live sunglasses, which they’ll also be wearing.

Unearned wealth is a sure sign of not being connected.  An alternative who’s as contemptible as the mainstream competitors brings thoroughness.  A different take on equality makes everyone miserable.  This era is full of new approaches, amongst other seemingly innocuous things.

Determining which superficial style of subjecting eager subjects to tyranny appeals to you is the trendy personality test.  Decide if you want to align with conventional liberals spending your money very wisely in a way you never imagined, a new style of conservatism where Americans get bullied by an overbearing government in front of a flag while Lee Greenwood sings, or extracting fluoride from drinking water and sending it into space so Big Vaccine can’t recapture it to poison us.  Expanding power in order to maintain control would be awful if one of those other two did it.  Trust the one person who wants to confiscate autonomy to help you in your life.

Getting wealthy off whatever policies he pursues is how Democrats use politics to benefit the unfortunate.  Diamond Joe Biden's externally-appointed heir Kamala Harris shares the common trait of possessing a fortune despite never creating value.  Cynics call it corruption, which is just a fancy word used by those not clever enough to grift.  Ripping off the productive in order to enrich himself shows how the aspiring replacement thinks everyone else is also a parasitic schemer.

Kamala’s current boss relinquished the title when enough of the committee that runs the White House badgered him about his brain going off the rails like one of his beloved choo-choos. The mob family’s technical patriarch just wanted to ensure his bequest to America by ensuring any successor would pimp the same toxic ideology. Substitute teacher Mrs. Harris won’t bring a new lesson plan.

Kamala is not going to do anything undignified like working.  That icky option is for people who don’t screw their way into politics.  Besides, what would she do?  There’s nothing impossible like Harris creating something valuable.  The inability of the grabby party to grasp basic interactions leads to poverty and theft, which don’t even mesh on account of how few possessions there are to steal.  Flaunting their belief in empathy as overcompensation is as old as the erstwhile candidate outflanked out of the election.

The aspiring supplicant isn’t a leader, businessman, conservative, hero, inspirer, achiever, or advancer.  But he is a telemarketer, so he’s in the right business.  Donald Trump appeals to the bloc that still has landlines.  The perpetual hopeful yells at another household member to answer.

Someone of Trump’s age who shares his distaste for learning anything new feels he is the voice of a generation.  The question of how anyone could still be falling for him is has the same answer as why timeshares remain a business.  This is the least slick seduction yet.

It’s hard to mock royalty while the least deserving family maintains power despite being wholly unqualified.  The junior Robert Kennedy remains the prototypical entitled brat no matter how old he gets.  A combination of leftist lunacy with lunatic conspiracies is the genie’s take on a challenge to the establishment as he laughs about the granted wish.  Privilege’s embodiment is paranoid about all the wrong things, which is such a Kennedy move.

There’s finally an alternative when voters have never more craved looking just a bit lower on the ballot.  We just couldn’t get to back someone from a family nobody’s ever heard of to become executive.  The late-model Kennedy continues the clan’s bootlegging tradition by ripping off deranged notions in order to avoid productivity.

We already know.  Of the woeful triumvirate, not one deserves to water your plants.  One has been in politics for as long as he’s been in business for as long as he’s been the son of a nepotism beneficiary.  The combined 150 years in the public exposure has led to consistently regrettable knowledge.  Each gets worse the more we learn.  This is not the sort of bipartisan amity that’s typically envisioned.

Dread is the worst when it’s predictable.  Sure, it’s not fun when woe sneaks up on us and throws us into its panel van.  But the jolt is outweighed by a rather uncomfortable predictability.

Details about each unfortunate competitor offer the worst sort of spoilers.  Feel free to decline.  You don’t owe anyone any vote, which is a notion that outrages cults.  Siphoning off an equal quantity of tallies from all of them outrages the worst assortment of swamp goons.

Self-proclaimed enemies of politics ensure this is the most political race possible.  Doing the opposite of what’s claimed is as perfect for elections as it is 2024.  Obnoxious shills for inane fictional machinations thought they were eschewing traditional corruption.  Cultists prefer getting ripped off by those who proclaim they’re clean.  The biggest phonies imaginable usually isn’t a surprise in this miserable arena.  A professed opposition to it is this year’s twist.

Lousy primary outcomes offer the chance to use old school technology.  The chance to use a pen is just one of the fun parts of voting for anyone you prefer.  It’s so easy to write someone in that even Democrats could figure it out.

A choice of millions just takes one filled oval.  Americans who didn’t even realize it are running for president.  The luxury of three whole candidates feels indulgent, but decadent comrades could flaunt disgust with a chunk of votes for anyone else.

[ducksbellorum]

Pro Aris (listen/download)

a CHBOLC mix - part one - arranged by ducksbellorum

l.i.f.e.g.o.e.s.o.n. - noah and the whale

What you don't have now

will come back again

You've got heart and

you go in your own way

walk it talk it - migos

Heard you signed your life

for that brand new chain

Think it came with stripes but

you ain't straight with the gang

nothing suits me like a suit - neil patrick harris

To score a 10 would be just fine

But I'd rather be dressed to the nines!

It's a truth you can't refute

Nothing suits me like a suit

both - gucci mane ft. drake

I don't usually do this

'less I'm drunk or I'm high

But I'm both right now

and I need ya in my life

i’m a believer - smash mouth

Then I saw her face,

now I'm a believer

Not a trace of doubt in my mind

I'm in love

feel it still - portugal the man

Am I coming out of left field?

Ooh, I'm a rebel just for kicks now

I been feeling it since 1966 now

Might be over now, but I feel it still

walking on sunshine - katrina and the waves

I feel alive, I feel the love,

I feel the love that's really real

I'm on sunshine, baby,

Oh, yeah, I'm on sunshine

big god - florence and the machine

You need a big god

Big enough to hold your love

You need a big god

Big enough to fill you up

mama do the hump - rizzle kicks

Yo, it's been a long week

How I've got this much

energy is beyond me

I just want all of these girls

grenade - bruno mars

I'd catch a grenade for ya

Throw my hand on a blade for ya

I'd jump in front of a train for ya

You know I'd do anything for ya

thunder/young dumb and broke medley - imagine dragons and khalid

You always say I'm wrong,

I'm pretty sure I'm right

They say you're basic,

they say you're easy

tomorrow - annie

The sun will come out

Tomorrow

So ya gotta hang on

'Til tomorrow

party like a rockstar - shop boyz

Party like a rockstar,

totally dude

I'm on a money makin' mission

but I party like a rockstar

the bus is late - satellite high

Waiting for the bus

Where is the bus?

The bus is late

Waiting for the bus in the rain

proud to be an american - lee greenwood

I'm proud to be an American where at least I know I'm free

And I won't forget the men who died, who gave that right to me

And I'd gladly stand up next to you and defend her still today

'Cause there ain't no doubt I love this land! God bless the U.S.A.

lord i need you - matt maher

Lord, I need You, oh, I need You

Every hour I need You

My one defense, my righteousness

Oh God, how I need You

party up - dmx

Y'all gon' make me act a fool

Up in here, up in here

Y'all gon' make me lose my cool

Up in here, up in here

holy is the lord - chris tomlin

It's rising up all around

It's the anthem of the Lord's renown

And together we sing

Everyone sing

stir fry - migos

Dance with my dogs

in the nighttime

In the kitchen,

wrist twistin' like it's stir fry

livin on a prayer - bon jovi

We've gotta hold on

to what we've got

It doesn't make a difference

if we make it or not

don’t stop believing - journey

Livin' just to find emotion

Hidin' somewhere in the night

Don't stop believin'

Hold on to that feelin'

(i’ve had) the time of my life - dirty dancing

I've had the time of my life

No, I never felt this way before

Yes, I swear it's the truth

And I owe it all to you

these streets - bastille

We'll walk upon these streets

and think of little else

So I won't show my

face here anymore

i’m in the lord’s army - cedarmont kids

I may never fly o'er the enemy,

But I'm in the Lord's army!

Yes Sir!

I'm in the Lord's army!

soldiers of god - bing crosby

Soldiers of God, we serve Him faithfully,

And march in His name

Through thunder and flame

Wherever the call may be.

[hotflatrock]

Sam Hunt at Shoreline Amphitheater

When did country music become OK?

This was at top of mind as I attended a concert at Shoreline Amphitheater featuring Lily Rose, Brett Young, and Sam Hunt. I didn’t know any songs from any of them, and I was only an alternate to attend the concert. The wife’s friend had to put down her dog at the last minute, so I was pressed into duty.

And it was great fun.

The year of the concert has pushed all kinds of boundaries for us both, but just a few months ago, I never would have imagined I would be attending my third country concert of the year. Back in the 80s and 90s, I would use the word “hate” if asked about country music. Having a country music-loving girlfriend, later wife, will ensure you will get an earful of it. But I think the transition from hate, to tolerance, to 3 concerts in about month didn’t happen just because of that.

There are a few songs and acts that acted as the gateway to tolerance. I think it started with The Chicks’ cover of the legendary Fleetwood Mac song, Landslide. I actually bought album just for that song, and I really glommed onto a couple other tracks from it… particularly Traveling Soldier. Next up were some KOIT radio standards in the mid-aughts: Lady A’s Need You Now and Just A Kiss. I listened to When I Die Young by The Band Perry and Taylor Swift’s early stuff on a loop, and I absolutely loved when Mark Knopfler teamed up with Emmylou Harris for All The Roadrunning and the incredible song This Is Us.

But the real turning point was probably when I went to Nashville with the wife and her friends for a birthday celebration. Being immersed in that city with music pouring out into the street from every bar was a revelatory experience. We arrived on July 4th in the middle of street party with the main drag blocked off for a live concert, thousands of people thronging the street.

There were aspiring musicians everywhere: in every bar, street corner, and hotel lobby. There was even a blonde lady singing country and trying to rap in the café gift shop after touring the Ryman.

We also went to a show at the Grand Old Opry, which turned out to be a delightful mix of bluegrass, newbie country acts, and a fiercely jingoistic performance by Lee Greenwood. While I didn’t love all the music, it was the overall experience that sticks with me.

Flash forward to concert at the Shoreline, I was again fully immersed in the experience, if not the music. Lily Rose was really cool. Her own music was solid, and she sang some famous songs to warm up the crowd. Brett Young shared his own fond memories of attending shows at Shoreline from when he was a student, and the one song he sang 10 different ways was ok.

Sam Hunt shared some hilarious stories, particularly how he fell in love with his wife in the back of cop car, before singing his song about falling in love in the back of a cop car. But the image that sticks with the most was the video backdrop to one song whose name I didn’t catch. The video displayed a house at dusk alone in a field, with hundreds of fireflies lighting up the tableau.

I used to live on the east coast for high school, and I hated it there. I’ve long said that the only things I miss from the east coast are thunderstorms and warm rain. But the fireflies in the video were a reminder that there were other cool parts of living on the east coast, things that are never present or possible in California.

Yet I never gained appreciation for country music when I lived in the near south, and it look falling in love with a country-music loving San Francisco native to make it possible.

[phoebeonthephone]

Today on Fanfics I Never Wrote:

I’m having thoughts about Charmed (2018). It was delightful. I’m sad it’s over. I’m surprised there are currently only 6 fics with the Abby/Harry tag or the Kaela Danso tag, shocked there is no tag for Harry Greenwood’s Ass, and I’m sad there are zero fics about Harry’s adventures in the Magical Interdimensional Blockbuster!

I’m only interested in Abby/Harry before he got together with Macy because Hacy is my OTP and besides I want Harry’s hookups with Abby to feel like neither of them are with the right person or the person they truly want. I want it to have ‘so wrong it’s hot’ vibes. I imagine this fic should alternate between each of their perspectives so we can hear how they’re feeling and what/who they’re thinking about, and there should be some reference to his ass because he didn’t wear all those fitted trousers for nothing.

I want to read Adventures in Magical Interdimensional Blockbuster! I want to read Harry’s adventures with the lady who works in the MIB, and like, him and Kaela should team up in there and bond more. The dynamic between Harry and Kaela is interesting because there are so many strong emotions, there’s a push and pull there. I do not ship them.

Gif of Harry and Macy kissing because I couldn’t find one of that one time he and Abby kissed.

[jamiedc-they-them]

The Charmed Ones helping you with your depression

You had been quieter in the past few days.

You weren't as bubbly as you used to be. You engaged less.

You still - sort of - did your main jobs and lived your life, but you missed out on some things.

Your sisters definitely noticed.

Maggie may have the power of empathy, but she didn't need it to know something was going on.

But she knew her sisters and harry knew it too.

And, well, they never left family to fight on their own.

At first, it was small things: Extra checking in on looks and asking if you were ok or needed anything.

Maggie would give extra tight and long hugs, sometimes using her inception power on you to try to help.

She would also go to Jordan to see if he had any tips that would help.

Whether he does or doesn't, he too wants to help you. You're his friend after all.

Macy and Harry would double-check your tea every time, making sure it was just the way you liked it. Not that he didn't anyway, he just triple-checked now.

Macy herself would try to use science to help her figure out how to help you.

"Well, it's a chemical imbalance. So, I was thinking --"

"Macy, as much as I want to help, Y/N, we aren't robbing a store."

"What? No, Harry, that isn't what I meant."

She tries potion after potion. Along with wanting to spend more time with you, walking with you to the school, and going Safe Space - sometimes just the two of you and sometimes as a group.

Mel would try to find things to help with some local charities. That, and take you out to marches for Mental Health.

She also tries to encourage for you to go out more on marches with her.

"I could use my sibling there, Y/N. Just like old times."

And, it does - at times - seem to be working. You talk a bit more, you seem a bit more engaged. You seem to be trying to be more outgoing.

But, Maggie is the one who can tell that while it sort of helps, it isn't enough. It hurts them, as all they want to do is help you. But they know they can do so much, and that your battle is your own, and all they can is stand by you.

You, however, have caught onto what they're doing.

And you appreciate the effort, but your brain tells you otherwise. That it's just out of pity, that you're wasting their time.

When you go to breakfast the next day, it starts out of usual; they greet you warmly and you all eat.

But then, you clear your throat, trying to make yourself say the words you've thought of whilst you made your way downstairs, "I know what you guys are doing...you don't have to."

The four instantly protest, "Of course we do. We care about you." This is the general theme of their talking points as they all overlap.

"Guys, it's fine really. I'm sure there'll be a demon you guys can actually destroy today anyway. Seriously, go, I'll be fine." You don't sound fine. You don't sound sure. You all know what it is. What you're truly saying. And it crushes them.

Then, just as you'd predicted, they're needed to help save a witch in need.

They want to help the sibling they have in need here, but they also have their duty.

As the three go, Harry stays with you. And he notices how you've already gone back up to your bedroom.

He follows up, respectfully knocking on the door.

He enters the room, sitting at the foot of your bed, watching you as you curl up, "I'm sorry, Harry."

"For what?" He asks, keeping his voice soft.

"For just...letting it get like this. I don't know what caused it. I -- I just...I don't know."

He nods, "Sometimes it just sneaks up on us, Y/N. I'm just sorry there isn't more I can do."

You nod, "I know. But I don't think this is something we can just wish away."

The three protect the Witch, but she keeps them at bay, "How can we help?" Macy asks, making sure they keep back. The demon already vanquished.

"Just -- stay back. I don't. Say something, anything. Please. I just, need someone to listen or talk or something."

They do, they assure the Witch about the demon and that she is safe. And also listen to her as she tells them about how they got there.

Once they knew she was safe, they go back home. Now knowing of another way to try to help. To listen.

They call out when they see you aren't in the Kitchen, and Harry descends the stairs, "Y/N is upstairs. I'm going to make us some tea. But I think they need you." He emphasizes the "need you" part. And they know what he means.

So, together, the sisters go up the stairs and knock on your door.

"Hey," Mel says, with her and Maggie sitting next to you on either side, and Macy going near the foot of your bed.

"We're sorry. We didn't mean to overwhelm or make it seem like pity. But, we're here." Macy continues.

"We're here for you, however you need us," Maggie concludes, holding your hand and squeezing it. You smile at her a bit, and she mirrors it.

It's how Harry finds you. And he knows that they - himself and everyone else you people call friends - will do all they can.

Because they care about you.

Because you matter to them.

[thebisexualdogdad]

Can you do a charmed imagine where your masturbating and you call Harry's name and he appears thinking you need him. How would he react?

· Ever since you met Harry he became a constant reoccurance in your fantasies

· You made sure not to call out his name since it is apart of his job to appear when you say his name

· But this time you couldn't help his name falling from your lips while you were touching yourself

· "you called?"

· "Shit Harry!"

· "Oh Y/N... My apologies... I didn't realize..."

· You grabbed a pillow and threw it over your crotch

· "Do you often think about me... When you touch yourself?"

· Was Harry hitting on you?

· "Maybe I could make your fantasies a reality"

· Yep he was definitely hitting on you

· He got on his knee's and gave you a blowjob

· It was the first time of many that you two would end up having sex

[lightgamble]

CHARMED | 

3.10 / 3.18

[harryandmacy]

I heard Easy for the first time today and it is definitely a Hacy anthem 

[haram-monbebe]

Ight so I’m just gonna say it. Harry Greenwood from Charmed can bend me over the table and fuck me. Like this man is SO FUCKING FINE!!! Like I’d drop to my knees and sucked this man’s cock with a fucking smile. Like F U C K that accent. His style. Like my dude is dapper as fuck! Like he is literally a dapper daddy!!!!

[satan-ruler-of-hells]

Honestly I need more Harry Greenwood content there's just not enough love for my favorite Whitelighter.

[mermaidmundane]

Imagines!!!

I need some imagines bad!!! Like I'll write anything from fanfic to imagine to stories anything. I'll write for anything just give me a topic a person or persons and I'll get on it ASAP!

[yourfavisabaudelaireguardian]

Every Baudelaire Guardian (So Far)

This list is a long overdue way for y’all to see past guardians before requesting and a way for me to keep track of who I’ve already made a guardian, so let’s get this train rollin’!

(All Guardians names from first to most recent under the cut, will be updated as more characters are requested)

Kirby

Frankie Stein

Phoenix Wright

Harry Greenwood

Hiccup and Astrid Haddock

Reginald Hargreeves

Toriel

The Sorting Hat

Jack Skellington

@/virtualfindingsdocumented

Noodle

BMO

Reigen Arataka

Taako Taaco

John Mulaney

Dr. Doofenshmirtz

Chidi Anagonye

The Kratt Brothers

Ronald McDonald

CoryXKenshin

Freddy Mercury

Darth Vader

Jefferson Davis

Marie Kondo

Jonathan Van Ness

Maes Hughes

Harold Hill

Dutch van der Linde

Isabelle

@/milesgonzalomorales

You

Carol Danvers

Molly Weasley

Grunkle Stan

Magnus Bane

Scott Howl

William Shakespeare

George Salazar

@/unfortunate-stranger-losers

Luke Skywalker

Belle

Yoshi

@/barb-baudelaire

Me

Luigi

Soldier 76

Emily the Corpse Bride

Neil Cicierega and Ming Doyle

Optimus Prime

Papyrus

Robert E.O. Speedwagon

Julian Devorak

Rex Dangervest

Meta Knight

Moominmamma and Moominpappa

Rapunzel and Eugene Fitzherbert

A knife

David

A bigger knife

Xemnas

Tony Stark

@/badasouefanficideas

MatPat, Safiya Nygaard and Rosanna Pansino

Lin-Manuel Miranda

Miss Honey

MatPat but with StephPat this time

Thomas Sanders

Magnus and Julia Burnsides

Ruff Ruffman

Willy Wonka

An even bigger knife

Amy Rose

Video Game Sonic the Hedgehog

Scott Lang

A Googly Eyed Slinky

@/snicketstrange

@/sqenthusiast , formerly @/larry-your-gayter

A Dog

@/teeny-beany, formerly @/afarmforthree

The Crystal Gems

@/arisabunni, formerly @/hongmoondescendant

The Biggest Knife Ever in Bowie, Texas

Malina Weissman, Louis Hynes and Presley Smith

Violet, Klaus and Sunny Baudelaire

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

Linda and Laurence Flynn-Fletcher

Alice Liddell

Star Butterfly and Marco Diaz

Lancer

Demi Lovato

Princess Peach

Marianne

Dad Egbert

Bayonetta

Phil Coulson

The Phantom of The Opera / Erik Destler

Original Design of Live Action Sonic

Thumb-thumbs

@/bi-baudelaires

Shrek

Greg Universe

@/cloverlady

Brian David Gilbert

Robert Manion

Yondu Udonta

Seven

Mary Poppins

Monika

Cherry

The VFDiscord

Ke$ha

Jay Gatsby

Kermit the Frog

Brandon Rogers

@/someones-mayhem

S. Theodora Markson

Chris McLean

Pepper Potts

James

Linebeck

Lucretia

@/olivia-caliban

@/oliviacalibans, formerly @/olivia-calibansnicket

Iris, Talia and Auriana

Final Pam

Miss Frizzle

Crowley and Aziraphale

La Muerte

Leo Valdez

Princess Tiana

Cats (2019)

Bubblegum and Marceline

Gary Goodspeed

Otto Wood

Ouran High School Host Club

Mothman

Tulio, Miguel, and Chel

Quentin Coldwater

Phoenix Wright and Maya Fey

Garfield

Fix-It Felix and Sergeant Tamora Calhoun

Barbara and Adam Maitland

Kit Snicket

Dan and Phil

Cole

Bill Nye

The Untitled Goose

Scooby Doo

@/vacuum-fluorescent-display

@/violetsnickets

@/broke-on-books

Eleanor Shellstrop

@/m-orgueous

@/aseriesofhyperfixation

@/vfdbaudelairefile13

Rosalina

Brennan Lee Mulligan

Spyro

Batman

Final Design of Live Action Sonic

Dio Brando

The Bad Kids

Erika and Princess Annelise

Hat Kid

Princess Diana

Marshall Mallow

Milo

Giovanni Potage

Hermes

Oliver and Lisa Douglas

Grogu

Din Djarin

Percy King

Miss Acacia

Wrench

Nico Di Angelo

Aizawa

Kobe Bryant

George Memeulous

@/thesciencebros

Ozma of Oz

@/beth-the-robot-enthusiast

Gerard and Lindsey Way

Merle Highchurch

Jerma985

Commander Up

Oliver and Felicity Queen

Steve and Alex

Dale Cooper

Miss Alma Le Fay Peregrine

Queen Barb of the Rock Trolls

Shadow the Hedgehog

Dave Strider and Karkat Vantas

Jonathan Joestar

Spinel

Mayor Damien

Fairy Mary

Gomez and Morticia Addams

Unus

Eijiro Kirishima

Blue the Dog

@/lostf3ralchild

The Parr Family/ The Incredibles

Five Hargreeves

The Imagination Movers

Coraline Jones

Charles and Jerome Squalor

Clarisse La Rue

The Fellowship of the Ring

Bugs Bunny and Daffy Duck

Alucard Tepes, Trevor Belmont and Sypha Belnades

Minnie Le Guin

Barry Bluejeans and Lup Taako

Cyrus and Evelyn Laurie

Red Guy and Duck

Felix Unger and Oscar Madison 

Mr. Nicholas Benedict

L

Asgore

Satine

Ted Spankoffski

Toko Fukawa and Komaru Naegi

Samuel Vimes

Ph1lza

Rick O'Connell and Evie Carnahan

Leon Kennedy

Team Dark

Sasha Nein

Sam and Max

Drawfee Cast

Bruno Madrigal

The Amazing Karnak