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cogneartive · 1 year ago

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birth of manassas: the bible

hidden under readmore - an uncovered stone tablet.

excerpt: GRAHAM, CROZ AND NEIL ALL TOOK A LOOK AT EACH OTHER'S ESTROGEN SHOTS AND LOOKED AT STEPHEN. WAS HE NOT LIKE A BABY BUTCH OR SOMETHING?

STEPHEN ARTHUR STILLS BORN JANUARY 3 1945 WAS BALD BLONDING AND AUTISTIC HE WAS A GREAT COOK ACCORDING TO HIS BANDMATES AND HE WAS A MAMA'S BOY! GRAHAM ONCE SAID: this guy. welp. hes got like a mental illness or something AND HE HIT NEIL YOUNG IN THE FACE. ONCE UPON A TIME HE WAS IN A CAR AND HE MET NEIL YOUNG. HE SAID TO NEIL "YOU COULDA BEEN SAVED BY ESTROGEN" BUT ALAS NEIL SAID "im canadian now. and emo too" AND STEPHEN WAILED. BUT BEFORE THAT HE WAS BEST FRIENDS WITH PETER TORK JUST BECAUSE THEY LOOKED ALIKE. THEY WERE INDEED SISTERS BY CHANCE FRIENDS BY CHOICE. STEPHEN SAID "hey the monkees. you know the monkees? you could be the monkees. -im kinda ugly-" AND PETER TORK SAID "ok! ill be the monkees (i hate the monkees later on). LATER ON NEIL AND STEPHEN HATED EACH OTHER. NEIL SAID "i have epilepsy" AND STEPHEN SAID "aww gee emma lepsy? whos that? her ass jiggle good or no?" AND NEIL HAD A SEIZURE RIGHT THEN AND THERE. THIS WENT ON FOR MANY YEARS UNTIL HE MET THE CROSBY. HE HATED CROSBY. HE HATED CROSBY ALOT. BUT IT DIDNT MATTER CUS HE WAS FAT AND FUNNY. CROSBY SAID "i dont like this guy" AND BANDMATE CHRIS SAID "hey. you know i was writing something on my wrist and it came up on his wrist. i think we might be soulmates" AND HIS BANDMATE ROGER SAID "IRRELEVANT. I HATE HIS AUTISTIC ASS"

AND STEPHEN SAID. "hey. i fucking hate my band. they fucking broke up. hey crosby. join a band with me" AND CROZ SAID "ok. im a weed smoker and womaniser. but we need another woman in this band" AND STEPHEN SAID "hey. they arent any women in this band." THEN GRAHAM NASH ARRIVED. HE HAD JUST BEEN DIVORCED FROM ALLAN CLARKE. IT HAD BEEN A RAW AND NASTY DIVORCE BUT IT WAS ALRIGHT. HE TOOK ONE GOOD LOOK AT CROSBY: "oh great googly moogly! that orange bitch is kind of hot in a thick mama way." HE WENT OVER TO CROSBY AND HIS CHIHUAHUA STEPHEN STILLS AND SAID "hey. youre cool. whats your name. Oh kaff kaff im scik im goigntodie" AND CROSBY SAID "lets form a band! btw i think joni mitchell may be impregnanting you in the next few years." AND GRAHAM SAID "WHAT!" SOONER OR LATER JONI MITCHELL WOULD PUT HER HAND IN STEPHEN'S HAIR AND SAY "hey youre hair is nice and soft. very thin. oh hey that british boy looks kind of impregnatable. can i have a try?" AND CROSBY SAID "oh yes please do its kind of kinky" SOON: GRAHAM WAS PREGNANT. BUT THAT DIDNT MATTER

LATER: NEIL YOUNG WAS FORCED TO JOIN A BAND. NEIL SAID: "oh lordy lordy eh a band full of women eh this isnt going to end well eh. has a seizure" AND STEPHEN SAID "hey they arent any women in this band." GRAHAM, CROZ AND NEIL ALL TOOK A LOOK AT EACH OTHER'S ESTROGEN SHOTS AND LOOKED AT STEPHEN. WAS HE NOT LIKE A BABY BUTCH OR SOMETHING? LATER ON STEPHEN SAID "hey graham i think you have my girlfriend. hey graham. graham graham awwww whatever spits on you spits on you spits on you spits on you spits" AND ALL GRAHAM DID WAS SHRIEK AT HIM AND HIT HIM WITH A BUNCH OF CHAIRS. THEN CSNY DISBANDED FOR A BIT. AS USUAL. STEPHEN SAID TO CHRIS: "hey buddy. i think you deserve a little bit of that mandolin magic baby boy. baby. hey youre kind of a baby butch to me in a way." AND CHRIS SAID: "hey but there arent any women in this band. eh? band? thats weird. im part of no band." AND STEPHEN SAID: "boy you gotta join my band. they call me captain many hands they do. you can be my second hand man. my lieutenant. sleep in my mansion. sleep in the army beds. were you there in vietnam? I was" AND SO MANASSAS WAS BORN

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andypartridges · 3 years ago

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tagged by the bestie @dalliscar !! thank u 💖💖

who was your first favourite artist? the beatles & genesis - but if we're talking first artist i really got into of my own accord, probably duran duran?

who are your current favourites? all of the above, plus xtc, r.e.m., rush, blur, the chills, squeeze, lush, new order, japan, etc etc

are you into musicals? which ones/why not? i definitely am not a musical person, but i always make an exception for the pinnacle of modern cinema, mamma mia (2008). there's also a couple of musicals from my childhood that i have a soft spot for, like mary poppins, but otherwise i really just don't like them

are there songs you consider so special you only listen to them very rarely? not really? there's songs like no distance left to run by blur or afterimage by rush where i sometimes skip them bc i don't want to feel sad/i only want to listen to them when i'm upset, but i generally don't feel that sentimental about specific songs

what’s your preferred way of listening to music? (time of day, medium, situation) all day every day - usually spotify, otherwise i'm probably listening to something on vinyl/cd

what would you say is the most niche music you listen to? i guess 80s thai pop?? but it's not really niche to my family lmao

what’s your favourite music related movie/tv show that’s not a musical? that thing you do!! it's a parody/love letter to 60s pop bands, most obviously the beatles, but it's such a feel-good film and it's directed by tom hanks so you know it's gonna be a good time. also the monkees' tv show ofc

albums or playlists? albums

favourite albums? skylarking - xtc, 16 lovers lane - the go betweens, starfish - the church, how to be a human being - glass animals, hounds of love - kate bush, automatic for the people - r.e.m, crowded house - crowded house, songs of leonard cohen - leonard cohen. there are so many but those are the ones i can think of off the top of my head

is there an artist you're trying to get into? in terms of artists i'm trying to get into bc i've loved what i've heard, then i guess i'm getting more into new order than ever before. but if you mean an artist i've tried to get into but can't, then roxy music - it sucks bc i appreciate how influential they are and so many of my faves love them, but i've tried and they just don't do anything for me

whose music do you find overhyped? there's a lot of classic rock that i think is pretty overhyped, but i'll say guns n roses bc i can't stand them :)

what’s an underrated song? don't be - memory by the chills. the chills are pretty underrated as it is, but that song is one of my faves by them

what’s a thing a bunch of songs do that you love every time? when it's near the end of the song and the instruments are stripped away so it's just the drums/percussion and the vocals for a few bars, and then the instruments come back in??? i love that

what song is better acoustic? i love the acoustic/blue silver version of the chauffeur by duran duran - as much as i love the original i find myself playing this version more. the flamenco guitar slaps

what's the worst song of all time? when will i be famous - bros

do you put individual songs on repeat? if so, for how long and how often? i play songs to death until i'm sick of them so idk how to quantify that?? all i can tell you is that my neighbours are probably sick of hearing temptation and confusion by new order right about now

do you make your own playlists? if so, what’s your most entertaining playlist title? i have like. 65783893 playlists on spotify but only a quarter displayed on my profile bc nobody needs to go through all of that lmao but i think out of all the ones i have public my best playlist title is '80s music so bad it gave me a mullet' and it's basically just 80s pop songs that sound so dated but i love them bc of it

headphones or earbuds? earbuds

do you always sing the lead vocal or do you harmonize sometimes? if you harmonize, do you ever invent your own harmony? if there's a harmony, i always harmonise, but i also love inventing my own harmonies :-)

a musical confession? i've never seen almost famous :')

i will now tag some cool people: @gloria-gloom @westerberg @loiteringdiligently <3

#sorry if these answers are incoherent im going insane atm bc theres a new porcupine tree song out AND they announced a new album #i need to take 6-7 business days to process this information #tagged

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liberons · 4 years ago

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so anyways have a weird pseudo-meta on the 239894 ways levi’s character could’ve been better used story-wise

tbh i do believe yams had it in him to write a nice, tight, cohesive story where everything could’ve fallen in place well enough -- at least to the point where actions made sense with reference to established character personalities and arcs within the story. i have no issue with regression, but you can’t make it half-assed or just. entirely left-field and leave it at that and ok moral of the story i’m like, 90% sure come from being far too invested in the fandom as an author. NEVER change your story because of someone else’s opinion when it’s SERIALISED y’all.

SECTION I . KILL HIM OFF !

let’s be honest !!! this is the most obvious !!! we get it he’s popular, you’ll get backlash, yaddi yadda ya girl’s tired.

( i . ) why didn’t eren kill him.

why

remember what levi was actually established to DO early on? the whole “i’ll take care of eren if he goes manic”? his WHOLE NARRATIVE PURPOSE? would be great if we, you know, played with that At All.

how fucking FRIGHTENING would eren’s final form be if it just fucking nipped levi in the bud? if levi, completely fine and uninjured, stayed true to his word and lead to handle eren, just to be fucking annihilated? eren has like 60 fucking titans inside him INCLUDING the activated founding. I THINK IT’S PRETTY FAIR TO REDEFINE HIM AS BEING FUCKING OP NOW.

just define some real form of tension come on.

this could’ve also just. so naturally shifted the tension in mikasa’s direction. literally everyone instinctively has mikasa jotted down as second-best-next-to-levi, both in and out of canon. it would make sense for other characters to just eye awkwardly in deciding mikasa ‘has’ to be the next one to try through the framing bias that presents.

right now it’s like it’s not even her choice but everyone decided it would be for no goddamn reason. why does mikasa need to be ok with killing eren at all??? why cant one of YALL do it????????? and like mikasa kills him but then presents absolutely no real conclusion in doing so. we get 0 insight into what’s really going on in her head and WE DONT EVEN GET TO SEE IT !!!!!!!!!!

( i i . ) zeke if yOu’Re goNnA do it dO it RIGHT

to stay more true to canon, here’s way better ways zeke could’ve actually been rid of him that aren’t. regressing and dumb lmao:

zeke’s still a war chief, he’s had YEARS of troop strategy / planning up his sleeves. why didn’t he use turning levi’s squad into a means to set up some real traps because what’s he gonna do to a bomb, huh? Fight it?

or better yet, spike more than just levi’s squad and just have swarms and waves of mindless titans coming in to provide that distraction.

or have more help?? there’s all the yeagerists at your disposal and not ONE can secretly set something up with you?

overall like zeke should know levi’s skill and levi shouldn;t have to assume zeke’s not ?????????????? “willing to die”??????????? WTF????? AREN’T YOU WHY WOULDN'T HE BE?????

god anyways

zeke kills levi u know what that sets up? the fact that he’s pretty fucking clever and powerful on his own???? so now when eren & zeke team up to cause the rumbling, regardless of zeke’s original intent, would make them Far more horrifying to the rest of the crew;

tbh i feel like this should mean moving the ‘reveal’ of eren’s betrayal to the very end of the manga when eren explains everything through path visions bc at least it keeps his moral grey area more.... grey.

we know by the end that he betrayed zeke so it’s like ok So Yes He’s Doing Summ For The Greater Good But What and at least this would balance the scales of mass murder a lil by not snipping all the men i fucking Guess lmao god

( i i i . ) RUMBLE HIM

step on him

but really he can just??? die during the rumbling???? point blank??????????? why were there not more major character casualties lmao boi

if the colossal titans are just far too many and far too boring, all the previous titans on eren’s back is so delicious and should’ve been drawn out im not sorry about it.

where’s the 349873 iterations of character x character teaming up and slowly getting better at absolutely Slicing these bastards? WHERE ARE THEY?

i want my warriors x stray marleans x survey squads just dedicated to keeping the 9 titan iterations out of eren’s neck.

he could’ve finally killed zeke here too but i’m gonna get to that whole thing lmao god.

we've also established him getting wounded when others are involved (à la leg injury helping mikasa) so have him??? sacrifice???? to help others like finish his empathy arc

let him sacrifice himself by keeping the titans back while armin blows up idc

and for all of these — it doesn’t even have to be a quick death. let him lose a body part and die of blood loss. let his organs fail. let him get infected like yo not every death has to be in 3s flat.

SECTION II . OR DON’T !

like. let’s just say there’s absolutely no way your publicist is gonna let you kill this character. you love him too much / he’s become a weird self-insert. ok sure. YOU CAN STILL DO SOMETHING.

( i . ) why does he just. not grow.

he’s five three but does his heart have to be?

anyways fr he’s literally a huge fucking asshole and he doesn’t grow out of it. no one ever point out that it’s terrible. the biggest blacklash he gets is historia punching him like pew. and it’s not even addressed why she did that. it’s just like haha, yep.

can we get him some uhhhh??? clear empathy ???? some actual growth?? like we know he went from the guy beating eren up Excessively to forcing historia to be queen to giving armin the colossus, and then back to just slicing zeke up uselessly and caring about one (1) thing. like he was clearly on a path somewhere.

like first of all, holy fuck get over it. it’s like he had a manic episode for 4 years just obsessing over killing zeke when the game changed buddy??? it’s been established that the issue is No Longer zeke why are we so hard on this. his entire character just becomes kill monkee because his arc is DONE so if we’re going to keep him around find something else?? or CONTINUE to develop him.

make him grow his soft skills as a leader. make him learn how to stick around his team and know exactly how to fall back.

if he’s injured, make him LITERALLY stay back and learn how to handle those he has to keep back with him.

make him struggle keeping morale.

make him argue with some of the non-paradisians, or even those from paradis that are like what the FUCK and just learn to offer his perspective.

if he’s so obssessed with zeke maybe uh?? address that with someone???? talk it out with your therapist buddy you’ve clearly not come to terms with the fact you let erwin die and he has no reason to be so caught up by that and if he does like lmao ok let us see and understand it???

( i i . ) do something with the ackermans

that’s it that’s the post

idek what else to put here i want this fucker dead

#❛ ⍀ 𝟎 𝟎 𝟔 ．» ᵒʰ ʰᶦ ᵐᵃʳ ∕ ooc ．#next time i'll be logging into my ymir blog to talk about how to better treat ur lesbians #i could probably write this properly but the disarray feeds into my fury #i was going to work on more drafts but instead i just sat here seething in my rage the Second i thought about the last arc again #those Fill In The Blanks games with character names and we could probably write a better final arc #anyways

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aforrestofstuff · 5 years ago

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Okay! I have a burning question for you, my dude. Music is my life, and I wanna know what kind of music the OPM casts listen to. Thanks, my guy!

I had a feeling this would be inevitable lol. I don’t really know a whole lot about music or genres or anything like that so I’m just gonna give you a rundown of each character individually and some song recs along with that just to smooth things out a little. Thanks for your ask, by the way! ❤️ Now my playlists will be put to good use.

A Brief Rundown of the Major OPM Characters’ Music Tastes:

Blast: hc that he doesn’t even have ears since he never fucking LISTENS

Terrible Tornado: Stuff that makes her feel powerful. Loud vocals and good instrumentals. Also, she’s a little angsty since she’s saltier than the gotdamn Pacific almost all of the time. (Recs: Florence and the Machine - How Big, How Blue, How Beautiful, Susanne Sundfør - Delirious, Florence and the Machine - What Kind of Man, Kali Uchis - Dead to Me, Let’s Eat Grandma - Falling Into Me)

Fubuki: some of that real classy shit. Slow songs that are nice to just have a cup of tea with. Nothing too meaty or fast-paced, she enjoys taking a moment to breathe every once and a while since life gets pretty hectic when you’re managing a gang of some 30 hooligans. (Recs: Wes - Midnight Low, any song from Lana Del Rey’s entire discography lol, Florence and the Machine - Grace, The Marìas - I Don’t Know You, Yellow House - Ain’t Gonna Call, Feng Suave - Toking, Dozing)

Silverfang: Stuff from his time. I hc that he was a bit of a party animal back in his prime so he’s gotta have those grooves. Disco to the extremo. Also, another hc: Garou absolutely hates his music. He would play it during training and Garou would contemplate homicide. (Recs: Frankie Valli - Grease, The Edgar Winter Group - Free Ride, KC and the Sunshine Band - I’m Your Boogie Man, Matthew Wilder - Break My Stride, The Main Ingredient - Everybody Plays the Fool, Andrea True Connection - More, More, More)

Bomb: save as Silverfang, although I hc that Bomb was a little more of a nerd growing up. Still, he never missed out on a good party. (Additional Recs: KC and the Sunshine Band - Get Down Tonight, The Trammps - Disco Inferno, Tierra - Together, Cornelius Bros and Sister Rose - Too Late to Turn Back Now)

Atomic Samurai: Old shit. Shit older than Silverfang. He’s really not that old, but his soul is fucking ancient and he’s got that classic “grrr music these days sucks” kind of shithead attitude. (Recs: Jim Croce - Time in a Bottle, Dion - Runaround Sue, The Carpenters - The End of the World, The Band - The Weight)

Child Emperor: Upbeat synth. Stuff to listen to while he’s working on his machines and whatnot. Probably has meaty beats to keep him in tune with what he’s doing, like working around a clock. Probably some groovy citypop in there too. (Recs: Taeko Ohnuki - 4:00 AM, Junko Ohashi - Telephone Number, Tatsuro Yamashita - Magic Ways, Hiroyuki Sawano - NEXUS, Superfly - Kakusei, Mariya Takeuchi - Plastic Love)

Metal Knight: Intrumentals that Disney villains listen to. Deep, dark shit that makes you feel sad. He probably feeds off of negative emotion. What a toolbag. (Recs: Lucas King - Sociopath, Abel Korzeniowski- Table for Two, Max Richter - Never Goodbye, Max Richter - She Remembers, Evelyn Stein - Quiet Resource, Mac Quayle - Adagio in G Minor)

King: video game soundtracks, obviously. Might be some electro funk in there too, as a treat. (Recs: Metal Gear Solid 3 OST - Snake Eater, Mick Gordon - Rip and Tear, Xenoblade Chronicles OST - Main Theme, Persona 5 OST - Last Surprise, Daft Punk - Verdis Quo, Toby Fox - Hopes and Dreams, Disasterpeace - Prologue, iamthekidyouknowwhatimean - Run, Darren Korb - Old Friends)

Zombieman: Dad Music. Old rock that makes you wanna rail some lines of white thunder and dance on top of a car. He’d be reluctant to try out new stuff but does so nevertheless. Just a little bit of weird alternative here and there. (Recs: Poison - Unskinny Bop, Mötley Crüe - Dr. Feelgood, Black Sabbath - War Pigs, Def Leppard - Animal, CRX - Walls, MGMT - Little Dark Age, Pink Floyd - Money, Queens of the Stone Age - Villains of Circumstance)

Drive Knight: Dark synth, obviously. Need I say more? (Recs: El Tigr3 - She Swallowed Burning Coals, Trevor Something - Enjoy the Silence, Greg Drombrowski - Devour, GUNSHIP - Woken Furies, GUNSHIP - Thrasher, Carpenter Brut - Invasion A.D., Kavinsky - Nightcall)

Pig God: this guy probably just listens to ASMR of people eating food lol.

Superalloy Darkshine: Upbeat stuff that’s good for exercise; loving those new jams along with some of the old. He’s got a pretty groovy style. (Diane Ross - Ain’t No Mountain High Enough, Saint Motel - Puzzle Pieces, CRUISR - All Over, Barry White - Never, Never Gonna Give Ya Up, Sade - Kiss of Life)

Watchdog Man: 10 hour loop of wolves howling on a summer night.

Flashy Flash: classical. Some nice instrumentals to listen to while training. Stuff that preferably doesn’t have any or very little lyrics so it’s not too busy on his ears while he’s fantasizing about killing someone. (Recs: Vaughn Williams - The Lark Ascending, Debussy - Rêverie, Grieg - Peace of the Woods, André Laplante - Une Barque sur L’Ocean)

Metal Bat: Modern alternative. A little bit harder than say, Mumen and Kama, but not as hard as Zombieman or Death Gatling. He’s that middle ground where he’s still got some real bangers, but Zenko can listen as well. He’ll play this stuff loudly as he’s doing chores and working out, no headphones ever. It gets pretty annoying. (Recs: Foals - Exits, The Blue Stones - Black Holes, Solid Ground, CRX - Broken Bones, Jungle - Happy Man, The Strokes - Reptilia, We Are Trees - Girlfriend)

Genos: synth. But not just any synth, some heavy, fast-paced synth that’s just like him: speedy, relentless, and powerful. He listens to shit that’ll make you wanna get up and start killing Terminators. Probably. There’s some other synths in the mix too because we love a three-dimensional king. (Recs: Carpenter Brut - Division Ruine, The Protomen - I Still Believe, Carpenter Brut - Leather Teeth, Gunship - Tech Noir, TWRP - Phantom Racer, Le Castle Vania - Red Circle)

Tanktop Master: Dad music but the type of dad music that makes you think your dad was a sappy nerd back in the day. Long tracks that are good for workouts. (Tears for Fears - Woman in Chains, Pink Floyd - Us and Them, Duran Duran - Ordinary World, Billy Idol - Eyes without a Face, A Flock of Seagulls - I Ran, The Alan Parsons Project - Eye in the Sky, Tears for Fears - Sowing the Seeds of Love)

Puri-Puri Prisoner: Pop. Dance music. He doesn’t really get to listen to a lot of music in prison, so he holds on to whatever he can and savors every second of it. (Coldplay - Talk, Bruno Mars - Runaway Baby, Lady Gaga - Bad Romance, Flo Milli - Beef Flomix, Doja Cat - Say So)

Mumen Rider: Hes a lighthearted, soft boy. Likes some fluffy indie tunes. It helps to motivate him when working out or doing hero stuff. He might need to cry every once in a while though, so there’s some sad songs in the mix too. (Recs: Varsity - The Dogs Only Listen to Him, The The - This is the Day, Amarante - Don’t Look Back, Alvvays - Saved by a Waif, The Monkees - As We Go Along, Acid Ghost - Hide my Face, Mogwai - Take Me Somewhere Nice)

Sonic: same as Flash. He’s a little more hip with the times however, so he’s got some more groovy, electronic instrumentals to listen to in addition to some elegant stuff and isn’t opposed to having a little bit of lyrics sprinkled in there as well. In fact, he’s not opposed to uppity pop either. He thinks dancing is frivolous but he secretly does it when he thinks nobody is looking. (Additional Recs: Odesza - Bloom, Pretty Lights - One Day They’ll Know [Odesza Remix], BØRNS - Electric Love, Hembree - Culture, The Cinematic Orchestra - Arrival of the Birds)

Garou: same as Metal Bat. Bang let him have a little MP3 player during his time at the dojo and has since collected a few songs on there. They’re very near and dear to his heart since it’s one of the few good things that came from his absolute disaster of a childhood. (Additional Recs: Foals - Inhaler, CRX - Slow Down, Deep Sea Arcade - Close to Me, Gorillaz - Empire Ants, The Fratellis - Chelsea Dagger, Glass Animals - Take A Slice)

Death Gatling: Shit your old Vietnam-vet grandpa would blast on the back of his F150. He gives me self-righteous asshole vibes, if I’m honest. Like, don’t get me wrong, I like Death Gatling, but he seems like the type of trailer park-dwelling sewer rat to carry a revolver into a Walmart for “self defense” and that’s probably the type of music he listens to, too. (Recs: Megadeth - Trust, Megadeth - Angry Again, Creedence Clearwater Revival - Fortunate Son, Glen Campbell - Southern Nights, Mötley Crüe - Kickstart My Heart, Quiet Riot - Cum on Feel the Noize)

One-Shotter: I hard hc that he had an emo phase he never quite grew out of. He doesn’t quite listen to emo anymore but he’s still into that alternative shit. Homeboy also likes some slow tunes every once and a while because he’s an emotional dude who’s not afraid of a good cry. (Recs: Anything from Blink-182, Arctic Monkeys - Do I Wanna Know?, MGMT - When You Die, Mazzy Star - Fade Into You, Cigarettes After Sex - Dreaming of You, Yon Ort - Other Matter)

Lightning Max: Same as Genos but without the terminator-killing. Fast-paced stuff because he’s a fast lightning dude. A little more upbeat because he’s not as much as an edgelord as Genos, however. (Additional Recs: Carpenter Brut - Hang’em All, The Flaming Lips - Do You Realize, Worn Tin - Sensitivity, B.E.R. - The Night Begins to Shine, Martin Hall - Different Kind of Love)

Stinger: he’s all about that FUNK! Stuff that gets him moving! Stuff that makes him wanna dance! (Recs: Daft Punk - Doin’ it Right, TWRP - Body Image, Wild Cherry - Play that Funky Music, Chemise - She Can’t Love You, Saga - Wind Him Up, Saga - On the Loose, TWRP - All Night Forever)

Okamaitachi: they give me electro vibes! New, modern shit that’s good to dance to or to just sit down and have a listen! Also, some shit that’ll probably play in a coming-of-age teen movie or something. They don’t really vibe with heavy music and that’s alright, babey! Keeping it light and bouncy. (Recs: Tei Shi - Bassically, Varsity - Must Be Nice, Class Actress - Weekend, CHVRCHES - Richard Pryor, Alvvays - Marry Me, Archie, Sobs - Telltale Signs, Goth Babe - Sometimes, ALASKALASKA - Meateater)

Iaian: Nice, low tunes that are good for meditation and to be used for background noise during training sessions. He never really sits down to listen to music, it’s always in the background of something else he’s doing so he prefers to have some soft beats that don’t really interfere with his senses. Tunes so quiet, he sometimes uses them as lullabies; especially since the trauma of losing his arm has since made it hard to sleep. (Recs: Boy Scouts - Saddest Boy, Susanne Sundfør - Mantra, Vashiti Bunyan - If I Were the Same but Different, Starman Jr. - Blue Fairy, Patrick Watson - Je te Laisserai des Mots, Sibylle Baier - I Lost Something in the Hills)

Bushidrill: same as Atomic Samurai just without the shitty attitude. He’s happy to listen to some newer stuff, he just doesn’t like it and that’s okay, baby! Probably some classy shit your wise old grandpa would listen to. (Recs: Dean Martin - Volare, Dion - The Wanderer, Peppino Gagliardi - Che Vuole Questra Musica Stasera, anything from Luis Miguel lol, Franco Micalizzi - Sadness Theme)

Amai Mask: probably just listens to his own music like a putz. If not, he’s listening to the sound equivalent of glittering diamonds. He’s probably got this shit playing at the end of a long day while he’s chilling in a hot bath or something. (Recs: Fergie - Glamorous, Rita Ora - Hot Right Now, Lana Del Rey - Freak, Lana Del Rey - Art Deco, Tame Impala - Feels Like We Only Go Backwards)

Saitama: He doesn’t listen to music much anymore, sadly. He did, however, have a killer motivational mix to get him through his vigorous training prior to becoming a hero. (Recs: Paul Engemann - Push it to the Limit, Journey - Don’t Stop Believin’, College & Electric Youth - A Real Hero, Joe Esposito - You’re the Best Around, Survivor - Eye of the Tiger, The Bee Gees - Nights on Broadway)

Here’s the playlist with all of these songs in order (mostly):

It’s on YouTube because I’m allergic to Spotify. I’ve got a doctor’s note. Also, all of my other playlists are on my little profile thingy so if you want to listen to my pile then go right ahead.

Thanks for your ask, my dude! ❤️ this took up ALL of my energy lol but it was fun.

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redbootsthetimetraveller · 4 years ago

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I wanted to request the “OC dressed by other OC” things but you’ve got so many!!! And they’re all so cool!! Would you mind saying what some of your favourite ones’ styles are (i.e. mod, psychedelic, hippie, glam, etc.)?

Love your art❤️

oh I am always up to talk about my characters and thank you for sending this!! I appreciate these sorta things because it’s a nice message AND I get to talk about my characters which helps me actually figure them out lmao

and I know you’re asking for my favourites but that is subject to change and I want to talk about all of them. and I’m not entirely sure exactly what styles of dress they each come under but I’ll use the terms where I see fit, and I’ll just. ramble about their individual dress styles. that’s the same thing right!

this is gonna be long (spoiler alert: IT IS) so to keep things short for those who don’t want to scroll through a mile long post, I’ll put it under the cut

so I’m gonna start with the starstrucks because they ARE my like. main characters. I am planning something with them which is in its very early stages of development but I’m hoping that when things around me settle down I can work on it a bit better than what I have (but I procrastinate the things I WANT to do so we’ll see. feel free to nag me about it though)

roger claire: considering he’s like. the main-main character (not intended, that was meant to be snowy but HERE WE ARE) his outfits and style of dress changes a lot but also it’s not that creative for a lot of it. at the start he wears more mod clothing, but he’s not that daring since he is pretty cautious. he had a strict family. anyway around 1965 he starts getting a lot more daring and he’s definitely not an extravagant dresser he does know how to dress sharply despite that so you get things like his peacoat that I DEFINITELY didn’t copy directly from micky dolenz on the cover of more of the monkees, and that really heavily decorated overcoat that’s 18th-century inspired but also Groovy, y’know? that sorta thing carries over into the seventies where he pretty much wears shirts with the sleeves rolled up, light coloured trousers, and a few t-shirts because Variety™. haven’t really thought about beyond that but he’d probably dress like a cool dad

pete sutton: he’s got sensory issues so he’s even MORE cautious in dress style than roger. main thing is turtlenecks though. and a lot of purple. there’s a quote about ray davies being the kink most likely to wear a tie offstage and I think pete’s the starstrucks’ equivalent

snowy smith: he’s got the most defined wardrobe out of the lot of them! black-and-blue striped jumper, a black peacoat, blue jeans, blue-green shirts, his leather jacket (which has blue-violet stripes on it so it’s unique from the million other jackets I draw) since he’s definitely on the rocker side of things and cuban-heeled beatle boots he doesn’t need since he’s already 6′1

charlie morris: REALLY mod. at the start of the story he has a collarless jacket with pink trimmings. his colours are yellow and green but I also always end up drawing him in red

davey peacock: mod, but the mod that your parents approve of. does get a bit more adventurous when his uncle, the manager, gets fired, and I gave him a union jack jacket like pete townshend had at some point lol. he also gives hippie clothing a shot around 1968 and in the eighties he has a mullet and not a good one

rory locking: SO MUCH ORANGE. aviator sunglasses, collared shirts with the first two buttons undone, his kinda short jacket that’s plasticky leather with a fluffy lining (those style jackets have a particular name don’t they? I can’t remember it) but like. there’s so much orange. why did I do that my markers are dying

mick lily: light was denim. that’s about it.

next we have the midnight delusions

jimmy jade: scarves. he has a gold embroidered black suit that I’ve drawn a couple of times and ALWAYS regret it because OW, pink, and a lot of black

teddy van alst: he has a leather jacket. wears interesting trousers and really plain shirts typically. he’s the one with the cool glam makeup even though it’s 1966 and glam isn’t exactly a thing yet. he’s a rocker though

arthur floyd: has a leather jacket like his bf teddy! it has roses embroidered on it. he has a rose sorta aesthetic going on, along with the blue-and-gold star outfit that I drew him in a couple of times. he’s sort of a carnaby street mod if that’s a thing lol

lucky littleproud: gonna be real with you he’s boring he wears colourful shirts and trousers that’s about it. I haven’t worked on him much :(

peter morrison: between hippie and mod. definitely more on the hippie side compared to his sibling

stevie maple (counting him here even though he kinda isn’t a Member): textured shirts, he’s more of an american mod. considering he IS american (unfortunately)

all of those side characters I have absolutely no idea how to group but are part of the same story as those two bands:

sylvia chase: mod, but she also doesn’t put much effort into her appearance. that’s the best way to describe her style

holly keys: she’s a model so literally whatever is the ‘hottest’ trend

james cassidy-bell: he dresses like brian jones in the early-mid sixties

katherine robinson: mod, and then the most avant-garde things she can find if she’s going in public. and a lot of red lipstick (that’s her Thing)

morgan morrison: MOD but also like that sorta soft aesthetic thing that was popular in like. 2017. because why not am I right

christopher goldstein: he is also a model but I draw him in really dandy-ish stuff a lot. him and jimmy sorta have a prep/goth dynamic going on

and that’s about it for the characters who really are gonna appear often enough to bother describing their dress styles! moving on now

keith neptune: band tshirts and anything with patches on it.

nico (haven’t come up with his surname yet, if y’all have suggestions I’ll take it): baggy jeans, sneakers, baggy tshirts, and has a denim vest with patches on it but Different types of patches to keith. if keith has the sorta etsy partches nico has ‘I pickpocketed these from a bikey who hasn’t showered in a month from a servo in the middle of nowhere’ patches

grey: they have a brow leather jacket that I think was inspired by jim morrison, a stamp out the beatles jumper, and a really big and motheaten black woolen jumper which they wear with beatle-boots, a white collared shirt, and like. not black jeans but very desaturated blue jeans that happen to be very dark

jude anne sutton (yes I know she and pete have the same surname they’re not related they’re in different universes): mod. enough said

rene shannon: mod but boring. he’s Repressed y’know

leslie (I’m gonna change her surname lol): honestly mainly shift dresses and that one really simple black-and-white dress, and their ripoff black watch tartan jacket, and tall boots.

danny: honestly? he dresses like a mod but at heart he’s a rocker. he’s a rocker who washes

that One character I won’t name: it’s complicated. he goes from trying to be a teddy boy with the rest of his friends and then it goes a little wrong and they fight about it and then they discover early rocker culture and he sticks with that for a while and then starts dabbling in more mod stuff and then DEFINITELY his style changes into the dandy stuff of the middle of the sixties. you know the stuff I’m talking about. and then he’s a hippie for about two seconds and goes back to dandy stuff but throws a few of his old rocker pieces back in. THEN he has a breakdown and fucks off to america for three years (returning home like twice for two days before fucking off again) where he’s got a peacoat, his old leather jacket, a turtleneck, a few shirts, and two pairs of jeans. that’s it. for three years. and workboots obviously because he’s trainhopping. I have that part very worked out as you can tell!

harper (character I have sketched exactly Once but have his style very sorted out): he starts off pretending to be a teddy boy in the way that a fifteen-year-old with a highly overprotective and lowkey horrible mother would probably be. he is also kinda Broke for that exact reason. and then he and the above character get into more rocker stuff and that’s probably where the two drift apart and where rene/jude/leslie/whoever else I may come up with would come in

anyway!!! I think that’s every character I have a defined style for. some of it’s a little hard to explain but I hope this cleared things up. I have also had a migraine for most of today so my ability to use words is extra impaired lmao!

and I’m so sorry for just. rambling. but I do have a lot of characters and I love them all so much and I’m so happy you like them too!!!

#ocs #oc band #ask/#text/#I warn you. it's a Lot #and thank you I needed the excuse to just TALK about them and ik it's not what you asked for exactly but it's something right????#but like. I dunno if I know things well enough to say definitively 'that character is a mod and that one's a rocker' and if they even FIT s #because as you can tell if you're reading this some of them have less of a neat square box of fashion they fit in and more a colour or a pa #particular article of clothing #this post made my browser crash. oops

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60schickgroovy · 4 years ago

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Valentine’s Day

(Peter)

“I can’t wait for Valentine’s Day!” Peter smiled into my hair. “Really?” I sat up on his lap so I could look him in the eyes. “Most guys dread this holiday, you know?” I said leaning close, with my hands on his back to hold him near, just to tease him. “But, I’m not like most guys, I love you and I’m gonna spoil you rotten!” I laughed as he peppered kisses on my neck. “I am going to do this holiday right! Because my girl deserves to know exactly how much she means to me!” I pressed my chest to his as he tugged at my lips. “I am going to shower you in gifts!” He smiled tucking my hair behind my ear. “Oh, Peter, you don’t have to get me anything. Just having you here with me is all I’ll ever need.” He pouted at me and I stroked his silky hair as he rubbed gentle patterns on my back. “What is the point of making rock star money if I can’t use it to spoil my girl?” As he kissed me he let a hand slide down my back, over my hip, down my thigh and up to rest comfortably, just under my skirt. “Well, far be it from me to impede any pleasure of yours, love.” I smiled and pulled away to stroke his cheek, “Just know I don’t expect anything.” He covered my hand with his and turned to kiss my palm.

I woke up on the 14th of February, the day after Peter’s birthday, I became aware of the warm sunlight on my back. Reaching across the soft sheets, I ran my hand across the empty pillow beside mine. I stretched and sighed before opening my eyes. The sunlight warmed the white sheets and in the spot where I would usually find Peter there was enormous bouquet of my favorite flowers. Sitting up I took the bouquet, it was beautiful, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath of the fresh, fragrant, dewy blossoms. When I opened my eyes I realized this wasn’t my only surprise, there were wildflowers scattered over the whole room! “Ah!” I gasped taking in the magical sight. I turn to my side table to check the time, but my clock was hidden! On top of the pile was a letter with a wax seal and my name in a familiar hand on the front. Peter knew how much I loved letters in general, but especially ones like this. Saving it for last I picked up the book, a beautiful hard copy of one of my favorite stories, A Midsummer Night’s Dream. I felt the binding and opened it to a random page, ‘Lord, what fools these mortals be!’ I laughed setting it aside with the bouquet, I needed two hands to lift the last box. It was the most enormous box of heart shaped box of chocolates I had ever seen. I hadn’t noticed the little string connected to it but when I picked it up it pulled a lever on the little record player I had in my room. I watched the needle fall on the spinning record. “If I could hide, ‘neath the wings, of the bluebird as she sings…” I pulled my letter opener out of the drawer and tore the crisp paper of the envelope seam. I pulled out the letter inside and unfolded it:

My Sweetheart,

Good Morning and Happy Valentine’s Day! I hope your sleep was as full

of peace and love as this day will be. You deserve nothing less. You are my sun, moon

and stars. You are the reason I get up in the morning and the face I see each night in my

dreams. You are so beautiful you must be an angel! And you are so smart you should be

hanging out with scientist and philosophers, not a bunch of Monkees! You make me better,

I don’t know what you saw when you met me, but you made me better in every possible

way. I was alone and sad, now I’m happy, at peace and in love. You freed me. My only hope

is that I can make you as happy as you’ve made me. I love you, Y/n, and I always will.

Love,

Your Peter

Xoxoxoxo <3

I bit my lip, trying not to cry. Just then I heard a gentle knock on the bedroom door. “Come in!” I said, still holding the letter to my chest. I saw the door knob slowly turn and the door popped open, then it swung slowly. I watched Peter walk in carrying a tray, he was wearing his Monkee pants and sideways belt with no shirt on. He was concentrating on balancing the tray and making his cute concentration face. “Peter!” He hadn’t yet noticed how emotional I was. “Moring, Beautiful!” He said glancing up at me with a smile. But when he saw my face, his fell as he set the tray on the now empty bedside table. “What’s wrong, Love? We’re the flowers too much, I’m sorry I…” He sat down on the edge of the bed and ran his fingers through his hair he spoke. “Oh, Peter. This is the most wonderful… I…” I was still trying not to cry and the words were getting caught in my throat. The smile returned to his face and I leapt into his waiting arms. “I’m so sorry, Peter! Look at me!” I laughed as he handed me a handkerchief to wipe my eyes. “This…” I gestured around the room, “Is the sweetest, kindest most amazing thing that anyone has ever done for me! I’ve never really celebrated Valentine’s day before, the guys I’ve dated just blew it off and no one else seemed to care, I’d see those giant boxes of chocolates and wonder who they were for. I don’t… I don’t think I’ve ever known anyone who cared about me enough to do anything like this.” He kissed my cheek as I finished, head resting against his chest. “I told you I was going to spoil you rotten!” He lifted my chin so I looked him in the eye, “I love you, y/n, and this doesn’t even begin to express how much.” “Come here.” I kissed him as I climbed on top of him. He moaned into my mouth as dragged my fingers down his chest. “I love you, Peter Thorkelson! And I mean to show you just how much…”

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Happy Valentine’s Day, all!! xoxoxoxoxo -Mary

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*I dont own the Monkees or anything under their brand, I just wrote the story!*

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dayna-scully · 6 years ago

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ncis/tiva s7 lb

Truth or Consequences

I’ve never really been able to tell whether or not tony was acting in this bit

small muscles, big brain

coffee aficionado and functional mute

it never fails to astound me how much effort media has put into demonizing muslims

I was gonna say it was love driving tony, but I suppose that factors into vengeance

Tony’s full of bs

tony was not dealing well with not having ziva there

we have to deal with the writers pining over Kate for like 11 years but ducky’s over ziva being around after like 2 months? What is wrong with y’all

ziva’s not replaceable

tony, not keeping himself together as well as he used to

even after jeanne he was not so messy

what kind of failure/the kind with casualties

lotta sand

it’s not normal that we haven’t heard from ziva

I swear to god they use my name the most for tertiary characters, there were at least three just last season

I don’t know why they had to make Tony’s trauma fugue funny

neither of them were expecting that

it had to be you

you should not have come

you thought I was dead? then why are you here?

couldn’t live without you, I guess

he couldn’t leave her alone

she is very melodramatic

but so is tony

isn’t that the same “village” tony went to with Nikki

they’re not aliens, tony

stay alive long enough to not get dead 🤔

her own biological father doesn’t love her enough to save her

yeah gibbo!

I don’t understand how he could have possibly got there so fast but ok

I hate group claps

hella cringey

7x02

she’ll call when she’s ready

she looks so much better

bb girl

an angel

sleazeball

why would you egg a church?

why would you tell someone to their face that they’re “damaged goods” what the fuck

long, silent, meaningful eye contact

and mcgee chattering in the background

spots are still to tender for normal verbal barbs

I will be right here

what is wrong with Abby

he did kill Michael partially because he was jealous

mostly to protect her but

SHE IS ASHAMED OF HERSELF WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU

no normal person ever calls tony sir

so why are you avoiding tony

it had to be said in the men’s room

and double parked/yes, I noticed

I could not afford to trust you

cue ugly crying

I wonder why he could not look her in the eye

the neck grab is so intimate, and definitely echoes her face touch

waiting in dad’s basement

HE’S HER DAD

ziva’s here

7x03

that is total salami/baloney

ew dinozzo

oh bb ziva

7x04

it looks like a damn teen wolf convention

ziva hasn’t been ziva since we brought her home

everyone just keeps dumping on her

gibbs isn’t acting like he’s on team ziva

at any cost

he’s her dad

I did not mean to live through it

he’s her dad i’m cry

bb probiee

7x05

agent David

personal space

uhhh let me check, ziva?/no

digital images don’t work that way!!!

that’s so high school flirting

I say it with love

prankster probie

7x06

sleepy probiee

who says you have a say

stealing our precious body fluids

wh…what body fluids is ziva stealing from you tony?

ah, shame, my pencil broke

smug lil probie

we have been instructed to sit on the baby

I wanna see ziva with tali 😖

worth is so much hotter with long hair

7x07

normal work partners

that really looks like the diner from bones, and it’s definitely the one they used previously, but I would assume the bones one was on the fox lot? And that cbs wouldn’t have access to it

tony goes on a schpiel about how attractive Kai is and then tells ziva they must be alike

ok tony

you annoy me sometimes/sometimes?/most of the time

why is she nice to you and not to me?

because you’re emotionally repressed and can’t keep your mouth shut dinozzo

hey ziva, what the fuck

does tony have to sit behind ziva to work?

Tony’s jealous of mcgee, he’s jealous of Dunham…he can’t get any and his crush doesn’t seem to like him back

well well well how the turn tables

he cleans up nice/not that nice

he’s not being a big brother ziva

brother-zoned

last thing I need is a chad Dunham

hey ziva what the fuck

why are you looking at Tony’s dick

if you believe in that kind of thing

yeah mcgee a double date

oh mcgoo

7x08

that’s a looong time to be stuck in an elevator

it was either you or the watch

well we could be stuck here with tony

7x09

are you letting some blonde bombshell baste your bird, tony?

you dork!!!

normal

track-tor

I guess?????

I wonder if they styled that girl like flashback!shannon on purpose

ew god why

the favourite gets to ride shotgun

ziva, mean muggin’

aw, happy gibbs is so rare

7x10

yes I’m sure souther California gets a lot of snow

stop making my team fat

with his brother Darrel and his other brother Darrel

including the language of love, ten

those look more like sugar cookies but ok

bullheaded stubbornness

you’re one to talk, z

bah humbog

tearing up cause she’s proud of her boyfriend

7x11

tweeeeeting

perhaps baby bird is ready to leave the nest

jet packs…yeah, it’s gonna be a weird one

we spend a lot of time here, just the three of us

smug!!!

we always get the shots of ziva checkin these dudes out

you’re quoting better off dead, I told you to watch that

McGee is such a dork

fucking adorable

is that, like…necessary

a Thief

oof gibbo be nice

she acts like she hates me, but she talks like she likes me

gibbs has a crush

I don’t speak Canadian

hmm

why can’t shows just shoot pictures instead of photoshopping them badly

7x12

mind your own business/ooh, grouchy

ziva is ziva, nothing to tell

that is too disgusting to translate

why in the world did they ever hire senior

Tony’s REAL dad meeting his bio dad

ugh I hate him

poor tony

you may have to hire someone to protect him from me

gibbs has several children, one of whom is your son

Jetlag

ahhhhh!!! Ahhhhhhhh!!!!! Paris!!!!!!

I slept well last night, why, didn’t you? You certainly looked…comfy enough

oh???? Really????

that is not an innocent face

cute cute cute

we had enough “together”

you askin me on a date, duck?

I think Paris changed her

act natural!!!!!

you’re complementary

are you sure you two never?/no. positive. definitely no.

a good fit

she’s so soft about tony though

even if she is lying about where she slept 👀👀👀

caveman grunts

she adores him

why did you just lie to mcgee?/why’d you lie to Nora?

she’s trying so hard not to blush

his favourite picture

7x14

ugh that’s cringey

well we know his “little dinozzo-makers” survived…

the kids giggling about dad and his crush

TOTALLY NOT EAVESDROPPING

totally innocent

I am going to go…get a haircut

I think technically we own the building

come on ziva

(soft!!!!!)

what salim did was bad enough

I don’t really remember a lot of these episodes

the big tiva ones, yes, but the other ones not really

I guess we just have better nerds than you do

7x15

aww worth bb

I wish they could’ve gotten him to replace dinozzo

“get ziva and dinozzo out of bed”

“individual beds”

EVEN MCGEE THINKS THEYRE SLEEPING TOGETHER

boyfriends

how does ziva know where he sleeps

worth is very werewolf-y

no I was wrong they’re not boyfriends they’re husbands

ziva’s got sex face

Jean jacket ziva 💕💕💕

cutie

don’t be a dick tony

I only have one nose and it’s on my face

jealous tony

yeah whatever, you already slept with my wife

F U!!!!

Tobias dukes-in’ it

i wasnt askin ya!

it’s fun to make tony jealous

7x16

book suppository

our girls

7x17

keep your story straight but not so straight that it’s exactly the same

7x18

I’m glad I wasn’t your valentine/so am I

Casey!!!

but it is the coast guard

she loooves him

you mean he’s deceased, too?

he used to sing with the monkees/real monkeys?

I envy your brain sometimes

ducky’s bow ties are back

movie date!!!

What are you doing with me, watching a movie on a Friday night at work

you are my friend

really/no

both of your “dates” “cancelled” so you…decided to have a date together?

what was she thinking of saying??

she loooves him

7x19

are you two dating now?

a seven year bitch

that was a very bad fake slap

why couldn’t they have had ziva there

ziva is barely in this one

she loves him

things were hanging out? that is disgusting

7x20

once and future king of dorkland

Sand mites might bite

ziva is very proud of her dad

we have hit a shamu

I may have to hurt you

7x21

what would this woman possibly see in you

take ziva with you

ziva’s not used to being the jealous one anymore

tony is being a creepy stalker

Rivera turns out to be a villain, I think

ziva is concerned about tony

I forgot that Obama was president when this would have aired

tony sitting separately says a lot

he would usually be the one beside ziva

tony, being unwarrantedly intimate with a stranger

a quiet bookstore owner as a Russian spy is actually really interesting

7x22

Jamie!

toe cheese

realizing tony and ziva lied about Paris 👀👀👀

oh gibbs

7x23

cowboy gibbs

what are you, anti flan?

ooooh gibbo

oh gibbs

7x24

fathers and daughters

they’re his children, not his coworkers

staring at dad

personal space

ziva bb

looking for her dad and her boyfriend

#ncis #tiva #liveblog #show: ncis #ship: tiva

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aswegcalong · 6 years ago

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Glad You Found Me (Jork)

Title: Glad You Found Me Pairing: Jork Rating: R / NC-17 Warnings: slow burn into hot men having sex Summary: Peter and Davy run into each other in a bar years after The Monkees have gone their separate ways and thanks to a little alcohol they end up back at Davy’s LA flat. Word Count: 2.9K Author’s Note: this is my first Monkees fic in almost years. I’ve been writing but other ships / aus so this might not be the best, but an honest attempt was made. Expect more to come!

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The Monkees were over. Done, no more. Davy and Micky had given it their best efforts with the final 1970 album Changes but it wasn’t enough, they couldn’t keep it up. The people didn’t want them anymore, the people were moving on.

Micky had his directing openings that he ran with, doors opened after The Monkees door closed and Davy was more than encouraging for him to take the positions - it was his life dream after all. Davy, on the other hand, was a fish out of water in LA, it wasn’t where he really wanted to be. Sure, it had fulfilled his acting dreams, but he wasn’t a club goer, he wasn’t the kind to really go for the bright, upbeat places that Mick and Pete frequented.

On a whim, Davy decided to go out tonight, hit a small little club that might not carry the teenyboppers that would gawk over him and make his night louder than he was looking for.

What he didn’t expect was to find Peter already there, at the bar sipping on what looked like whiskey and coke while making idle conversation with the bartender.

Peter had been oblivious to the world around him while he was sitting at the bar. He was three drinks deep and though that wasn’t a lot for him these days, it was enough to loosen him up, enough that he might spill too many of his secrets if left with the wrong person for too long. The real Peter Tork was nothing like the character he’d been known for on the show, and though he had tried to show a little more of himself during the second season, he hadn’t been allowed to really be himself. So, now that he was free, he would come to these places, spend a little more than he needed to on drinks, and hope no one would come up and ask him too many questions.

“Hey, Peter,” Davy said softly as he sat down next to the blonde, hopping up onto the stool next to his old bandmate.

Peter gasped loudly, nearly choking on his drink as he heard that soft Manchester accent he hadn’t heard in years.

“Oh lord, hi David,” Peter said once he’d stopped choking, laughing softly at his own expense as he turned to face the younger man.

“Never thought I’d run into you here,” Davy said softly after ordering his own whiskey and coke, “I always expected you to be closer to the party scene.”

Peter took a long sip of his drink as before replying, another chuckle leaving his soft lips, “some nights I love to party, other nights I just really love being where nobody knows me, now one can take advantage of me, no one can use me for publicity or catch me out doing something stupid. It’s just me, my drink, and a few other lonely men at this place.”

Davy nodded as he took a long sip of his drink, “it’s been a lonely kind of night, I miss home.”

Peter held up his drink in a kind of cheers, “I’ll drink to that. I’ve never missed the Atlantic more than this.”

“Cheers to that, babe,” Davy said as he clinked his glass with Peter’s, taking another long sip of his drink, feeling like they were both in the same mindset tonight.

Both boys didn’t know it yet, they had much more talking to do, but they were in the same state of mind at the bar tonight. As they talked, caught up, reminisced, laughed, poked fun at, and just chatted, they realised they were lonely. Both of them had wanted to get free from the show, there was something universal there that their Frankenstein of a television show would be the death of them in some way or another.

“Have you visited ‘The Pad’ since we called it?” Peter asked softly, thinking about all the memories they’d created on that set, some better than others, but all memories together just the same.

“Nah, they never let us back since 33 and a third,” Davy responded, waving to the bartender for another round, “we did music and tours and then after Changes and it didn’t groove with the kids, they ended me and Mick’s contracts and left us out here on our own.”

Peter nodded in understanding, having followed them since leaving. He didn’t hate the boys, he was just so tired and needed to be free. It was fun, sure, but wasn’t what he wanted from his life.

“Any birds in your life these days?” Davy asked out of the blue, wondering a little more about what Peter was up to these days.

“They come and go but usually I only know them for a night,” Peter answered with a shrug, knowing there was probably plenty of wanting girls back at his pad but he didn’t feel like going.

“That’s more than I’ve gotten lately,” Davy laughed softly as he and Peter grew closer to each other.

They had never talked about it, but during the tours and sometimes behind the scenes, they’d experimented with each other. Davy was curious and Peter was established to be comfortable with men and when they had the chance they tried new things.

“I miss the old days,” Davy said ever so softly as he set his empty drink down on the counter, turning on his stool to gaze over at Peter.

“All the time,” Peter said before taking his last swallow, “why’d you think I was here tonight?”

Peter turned to face Davy, their eyes meeting as they both realised they were fuelled by alcohol, longing, and old desires as they started to stand up from the bar. Both of them set down more than enough cash for their drinks before they started heading for the door.

“My flat or your pad?” Davy asked softly as soon as they’d stepped out the door.

“Yours, please. And, how about we walk so we can walk some of the drinks off?” Peter answered as they turned down the sidewalk.

“Dig,” Davy replied as he followed in step next to Peter.

Though it had been about 3 years since they last truly interacted with each other, the way they walked together was as if nothing had changed. No time had passed as they walked down the road, their feet in sync as Davy guided them down the sidewalk to where he was currently staying. They made idle chat, somehow having more than enough to talk about that they didn’t dwell on the past, it wasn’t all about the boys and the show, it was about where they were off to and what they were doing these days.

Once they made it to Davy’s flat, the tone changed. The air between them soon shifted from casual to lustful as they stepped into the small living place. It was so Davy, girl’s headshots from the show still all up on the walls, like filming had never ended yet Davy could only seem to look at Peter.

The way he carefully pulled his slippers off and set them down next to the welcome mat, the way he stood back up, his eyes closed as he stretched and steeled himself. It was a side of Peter he’d seen before, the side of Peter that was about to give himself wholeheartedly to the younger man.

“I’ve missed you,” Peter whispered as he opened his eyes, showing warm chocolate eyes as he took a step closer to Davy.

“I’ve missed you, too,” Davy replied as he closed the gap, his arms finding their way around Peter’s waist with no trouble.

“Your hold is still tight as ever,” Peter said softly as he melted into the smaller man, his head falling into the mop of brown hair he’d not seen for so long.

“You’re softer than before,” Davy commented softly before nudging Peter’s head up, looking him deep in the eyes before he leaned himself up, brushing their lips together ever so gently.

It was a test, a gentle but silent ask to see if they were on the same page. Peter parted his lips in a soft gasp at the ask and brought his lips to Davy’s, silently answering the question with a yes, yes they were 100% on the same page.

The kiss was gentle and soft, just like how all their old ones started. It, again, was like no time had passed by the way they both knew exactly what to do to wind the other up.

Peter remembered to grind his hips against the younger, causing Davy to jump in gentle surprise before he settled into a matching rhythm, their hips moving together in perfect sync.

Just like their past, their high difference made it a little awkward, since they way they ground together did not cause their ever-growing erections to meet. Dave was quick to fix that problem, breaking the kiss and pulling Peter by the shirt down to his bedroom in a lustful daze, not knowing why he knew what to do, just remembering what he should do.

Before Davy had shut the door behind them, Peter had whipped off his shirt, letting it drop to the floor before he grabbed Davy by the shoulders, spinning him around and reconnecting their lips.

Peter thanked whatever gods he could think of as he quickly unbuttoned Davy’s shirt, grateful for the current “top buttons undone” fad that the hip men were partaking in.

“You’ve gained muscle,” Peter commented in between kisses, their mouths begging to grow sloppy against each other as they both worked to be closer to what they really wanted.

“So’ve you,” Davy mumbled back as his hands moved to Peter’s oh-so-tight pants, working his way down the 4 buttons before pushing them down the elder’s hips, his mouth watering as he saw Peter’s gorgeous cock, getting flashbacks to how much he enjoyed having it in his mouth.

“Slow down there, man, you look like you’re gonna cream your pants,” Peter laughed as he mirrored Davy’s actions. He was a little gentler getting Davy’s pants off, pushing them down with ease and hiding his hunger to devour the younger man.

“Staying the night or shall I leave tonight?” Peter mumbled softly as he placed open mouth kisses to Davy’s bare torso, working his way down until he was on his knees in front of the Manchester marauder.

“Please, stay the night. No one will come by, it’s just us,” Davy whined out softly, his voice sounding pained as Peter was right, he was ready to cream his pants.

Peter was like magic, somehow being able to look completely innocent while having a cock all the way down his throat, and it was a trait Davy found dumb sexy while softly endearing.

“Then I’ll save a little of the fun for tomorrow morning,” Peter mumbled as his brought his hands up Davy’s thighs, his fingertips brushing the skin as he trailed until he had Davy’s cock in his fingers.

With a swift lick of his lips and a twinkle in his eyes, Peter took Davy down to the root, not hesitating for a moment before he engulfed the whole gorgeous member with his hollow cheeks and open throat.

Davy choked on what little air he had left as he watched, Peter moving with skilled ease, using flicks of the tongue and swallowing techniques he hadn’t know back during their last fling on the set of Head.

“Fuck, you’re good at that,” Davy moaned out softly as he brought his hands into Peter’s hair, looking for something to hold on to as he was slowly brought to the brink of madness.

Peter hummed in content in the back of his throat, his own cock jumping at the praise he received from Davy. It was a slurry of words he hadn’t heard in what felt like decades but it brought him right back to everything he adored about Davy, making it oh too easy to kick it into overdrive and hit all those magic spots that drove his lover crazy.

“Stop stop, I’m close and I wanna fuck you tonight,” Davy quickly spluttered out as he felt his muscles tighten up, signalling he was close to orgasm.

Peter pulled off, a trail of spit hanging off his mouth and Davy’s cock as he leaned back on his heels, looking up at Davy with a pout in his lips and yet another twinkle in his eyes.

Davy kneeled down on his own knees in front of Peter, throwing his arms around the elder’s shoulders as he worked to catch his breath. He knew if he wanted to last more than 15 seconds with the blonde boy he needed to calm down and quickly.

“You’re gorgeous,” Davy whispered, almost soft enough for Peter not to hear.

“You’re one to talk,” Peter countered with before he connected their lips.

This kiss was soft, much more gentle and loving than their first few. They knew where they were headed, there was no longer a rush to get to the end. There was the bubbling and burning of old feelings within both of them but neither of them were going to break the moment to say anything. That conversation could be held later. Right now it was about getting to the end of what they started.

“Bed, please,” Peter whispered against Davy’s lips as his knees started to ache, having forgotten what it was like to give head on a hardwood floor.

“You lay down, I’ll get the lubricant,” Davy mumbled back, placing one last, gentle kiss against Peter’s lips before letting them both get up.

Both of them quickly made it up from the floor, Peter taking his position on his hands and knees on Davy’s bed while Davy stopped at his closet to grab the bottle of personal lubricant he had stored there.

Peter craned his neck to watch Davy come towards the bed, already pouring a generous amount onto his hands and warming it up to use to prepare the elder. Without having to speak, they fell back into their old routines.

Davy started slowly with one finger, pushing it in ever so gently as to give Peter time to adjust to the feeling. Once he got the nod from the blonde boy, he would begin to pump it gently until he received yet another nod, the telltale sign Davy could press in a second finger. It was the longest few minutes of their night yet there was something so intimate about it, something so sweet and gentle in the way Davy took his time to make sure Peter was prepped and ready before moving on.

“Slowly, please, until I say,” Peter asked softly once Davy had pulled three fingers out of him.

“Of course, baby,” Davy replied, the smile on his face audible in his voice as he rubbed the remaining lubricant on himself, coating his cock with more than enough before he lined up with Peter’s ass.

He took his sweet, sweet time as he pushed in, having to hold himself back from jackhammering right into his lover as he moved. Peter was letting out the softest mix of gasps, cries, and moans as Davy moved, letting him know he was doing it exactly right.

Once Davy bottomed out, he stayed still, his hands tight on Peter’s hips and his breathing slightly ragged as he waited for Peter’s go-ahead.

“Please, move, please,” Peter half begged once everything in his body has shifted from uncomfortable to pure pleasure.

Peter had forgotten just how perfect Davy was at this, just how wonderful he was at giving Peter exactly what he wanted. His cock was the perfect length to brush his prostate with every thrust and thick enough to stretch him out in all the right ways.

They both quickly fell into gasping, moaning, blubbering messes as Davy pushed his hips faster and faster, leaving them both teetering on the edge of orgasm.

It had been far too long since they’d been together, far too long since they’d share such intimacy and both of them were aware of just how powerful they were about to finish.

“Ah, close,” Peter whined out as he buried his head in his arms, feeling the world start to spin around him as he lost all control of himself.

“Me too,” Davy mumbled back as his hips grew more and more erratic, his thrusts growing short as he worked to bring them both to their highs.

And like magic that only pornography seemed to experience, they came together, Peter shooting white, hot ribbons across his chest and the sheets while Davy filled his tight ass up with his own load. For both of them, their vision flashed white, unable to focus on anything as they could only concentrate on the feeling of euphoria that washed over them.

They rode out their aftershocks together, Davy giving a last few feeble thrusts before he pulled himself out, reaching for the box of tissues on his bedside table before he near-on collapsed down onto the bed.

With their breathing heavy and their hearts racing the worked to clean themselves up, making it a much more comfortable experience to lay down together. Once they were cleaned off enough, Davy threw away the used tissues and moved the box back to its rightful home before pulling the sheets up and gesturing for Peter to climb under.

They quickly found themselves cuddled up together, Peter the small spoon, just like the old days, and Davy holding onto him like letting go would cause the world to explode.

“I’m glad I ran into you tonight,” Davy mumbled against Peter’s neck in between featherlike kisses against his soft skin.

“I’m so glad you found me,” Peter replied, squeezing Davy’s hand gently as he spoke.

Before they knew it, they’d fallen asleep together, just like those few and far between nights they’d gotten back during the show, the nights only they would ever know about and the nights that they now might be able to bring back. Morning afters, too.

#the monkees #peter tork #davy jones #after the show #fanfic #fan fic #fanfiction #ao3 #original work #jork #ship #established universe

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laraleecupcake · 3 years ago

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Monkees fic | If Mike Was Worried

Originally posted for LiveJournal June 20th 2012 [here]

579 words. A little Monkees hurt/comfort.

Davy knew from experience, if Mike was worried, they all should be. The dark frown, biting his lip. Davy shifted from one foot to the other. Just say something, Mike! Anything. Mike shook his head as if to answer Davy's thoughts and walked over to the bandstand, standing behind Micky's drums, looking out to the balcony. Davy followed, watching the other two band members speaking quietly outside as the sun vanished over the water. It might have been a beautiful scene, even romantic, if Peter's shoulders weren't shaking so. "He'll be alright," Davy tried being helpful, optimistic. "And what if he's not, Davy?" Mike moved away, going back to the kitchen table, idly tidying the stacks of change laid out into dollars. "If I ruined his hand for good?" "It was an accident." "Are you so sure?" Mike nearly snapped. Davy's eyes went wide, straightening up a little, "What?" "He's always been the better player, you know that. He can play better than any of us at anything. I don't have any business being lead guitar, we all know it. So what if, you know subconsciously, I shut the car door like that on purpose?" Mike gave a small huff, looking away from Davy all together. He watched Mike swallow a lump in his throat. "What?" Davy repeated a little more indignant, "Man, that's crazy! Even if you were a little jealous of Pete, even subconsciously, you'd never put the band at risk like that. You'd never put your friend at risk." Davy moved to stand in front of Mike and placed both hands on Mike's arms. Mike's arms were tightly folded across his chest now and he looked away again when Davy tried and failed to hold his gaze. Davy spoke in soft tones, "Mike. Look at me." Mike gave a hard sniff and did so, tears were already threatening to fall. Davy gave a small squeeze. Mike didn't cry easily. "Mike, he'll be fine. And what's more, he won't blame you. He's scared, that's all. You need to go talk to him. Tell him you're sorry. But it was an accident, that's all it was. We'll get jobs, we'll ask Mr. Babbit to extend the rent until his hand heals and we can pull through this. We always do, don't we?" Davy gave a smile. Mike nodded, giving a weak smile in return and wiped at his face quickly, "I'm being a fool, huh?" "I think I'd be worried if you weren't upset. I'm sorry, Michael." Mike and Davy turned to see Peter, cradling his broken hand in his good one. Micky looked shame-faced, as if all his consoling was for nothing. Davy's confused frown matched Mike's. Mike shook his head again, walking a little closer to Peter. "You're sorry? I'm the one who slammed the car door on your hand." "Yeah, but who puts their hand in the door jamb?" "That doesn't make it your fault." Mike heaved a sigh, "Peter, I'm sorry." "I can help you guys audition a new--" "We've already cancelled Friday's gig," Davy explained, hands stuck in his back pockets. Peter looked like he might cry again. Mike stepped forward and hugged him, carefully. "Hey, you're gonna be fine. It might take a little while, but broken fingers don't hurt my playing none, right?" Peter only sniffled and Mike drew him back at arm's length looking faux-worried, "Right?" Peter gave a nod and smile, "Yeah-- I mean no. I mean-- Thanks, Mike."

#the monkees #monkees fan fic #mike nesmith #peter tork #davy jones #micky dolenz #my fan fic #my writing

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grownups-are-the-real-monsters · 7 years ago

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Indie Film

Summary: An evening with Stan and Eddie as they munch on chocolate chip cookies and listen to music.

Ships: Stan and Eddie friendship

Words: 1,027

Song mentioned: ‘As We Go Along’ by The Monkees

“What are these?”

“Basically just chocolate chip cookies.” Stan explained as he shut the lid once Eddie had pulled a crispy cookie from the container. Eddie hummed with satisfaction as he crunched. Stan smiled with a beam of pride. “Nutmeg...that’s the secret.” He said, finishing his cookie.

“You can’t tell me the secret, what if I steal the recipe now?” Eddie chuckled and put on a mock smirk as he swallowed. Stan leaned back on the side of the pick up truck bed they were sitting in.

“I doubt it, Eddie. You are my most trusted ally...besides Mike of course.” Stan shrugged and chuckled as Eddie kicked at his leg. The sun was just beginning to set on them. The air smelled of grass and that specific foreshadowing of rain. The boys had come out for a nice relaxing time. And their favorite place of escape: an old car yard that Eddie did a lot of car work in. Stan wasn’t sure he felt comfortable there the first few visits but Eddie sure made it pretty soothing.

Eddie had cleaned up an old pick up truck for the mechanics shop owner and it was their favorite place to sit. “I like your pants.” Eddie smiled, tilting his head to the side.

Stan wiggled his legs, the pale blue pants were decorated with contrasting dark blue stripes and were cuffed up pretty high. “Yeah...they’re not too...?”

“No, they’re not too anything. They are very you.” Eddie leaned over and tapped his finger on Stan’s chin. Stan chuckled again, his face warming in the hues of orange from the sky.

“Yeah I’m really coming into my own, huh?” Stan curled his legs up and rested his chin on his knees as Eddie opened up the container again, digging for another cookie.

“Ok, I brought the snacks. What’d you bring?” Stan smacked Eddie’s shoulder and scooted to the edge of the car bed, hanging his legs over the edge. Eddie was soon to copy the action. With a cookie hanging out of his mouth, Eddie opened his jacket and slid his Walkman from his inside pocket.

“I brought the entertainment.” He wiggled the object and smiled cheekily as he began to set it up before them, moving closer to Stan and avoiding getting crumbs on Stan’s canary yellow sweater. He crunched a final time and swallowed the last bit of cookie.

“Don’t chew in my ear, Eddie.” Stan cringed and Eddie shook his head with a tiny grin as he held up Stan’s earbud, which Stan gladly took and stuck right in his right ear as Eddie stuck his into his left.

“Ok little buddy, what have we got today?” Stan asked as Eddie fiddled with the player and his backpack.

Eddie smiled as he shook the tape he was looking for, shaking the car a bit. Stan laughed, licking crumbs off his lips. “Because I’m not organized like you my friend...” Eddie tapped their shoulders and Stan hummed. “All the songs I wanted to listen to were on different tapes....so I had to make a mix tape.” Eddie chuckled.

“Ohhh, Richie teach you how?” Stan teased and Eddie blushed and flicked Stan’s nose. Stan smacked his hand away as he laughed. “Ok ok, enough introduction....lets hear it.” Stan smiled as Eddie placed the tape inside and they both sat back on their hands.

‘I can tell by your face That you're looking to find a place To settle your mind And reveal who you are And you shouldn't be shy...’

Eddie looked positively giddy as the song went on. Stan just had to chuckle, which brought his smaller friend out of his little daze. “This is sooo indie film, Eddie.” He giggled into his hand.

“What do you mean?” Eddie tilted his head.

“I mean, this is definitely in the soundtrack of some indie movie!” He smiled and Eddie frowned.

“Does that mean you don’t like it?”

“No, Eddie. I love it.” Stan genuinely smiled and Eddie returned it.

‘Get up off your chair There's so much to do in the sunlight Give up your secrets Let down your hair And sit with me here by the firelight’

At the same exact time, both boys sighed and slowly laid their backs on the car bed, still swinging their legs over the side. “You know Eddie. I always thought we’d be good indie film protagonists.” Stan turned his head and Eddie went to look at him.

“You do?”

“Uh-huh. Soft yet strong gay boys dealing with the obstacles of life and complicated boyfriends.” Stan shook his fist in the air, freckles falling into his dimples as he grinned. “I’d watch that movie....wouldn’t you?” Stan giggled and Eddie nodded, feeling the cool of the car against his hair.

“Oh yeah. Wouldn’t miss it.” He chuckled at the ridiculousness of the conversation and Stan joined him. They went into comfortable silence again and both felt eerily, completely calm.

“I’ve decided we need friendship bracelets.” Stan mumbled as he stared at the moving clouds.

Eddie gasped with mock shock. “Are we ready for that type of commitment?”

Stan smacked him as he shook his head and laughed, a warm chuckle. “You are spending too much time with Richie.”

Eddie hummed. “Yeah, well” He shrugged and turned his head to the left to look at Stan. “I have ribbon in my bag from art class.”

“Color?”

“Peachy.” Eddie shrugged and Stan considered it for a moment.

“That’s perfect.”

They both sat up and Eddie went to digging in his bag again until he pulled out the small circle of ribbon and a pair of scissors. He carefully cut the right measures and tied makeshift bracelets around their wrists.

They wiggled their wrists and giggled. “We’ll give the others theirs tomorrow.” Eddie nodded and Stan hummed in agreement.

“Or...we give them to everyone but Richie and see how he freaks out cause he’s the only one who doesn’t have one and doesn’t know what they mean.” Stan suggested and Eddie grinned, snapping his finger in his face.

“This is why I like you, you’re an idea man.”

He chuckled and the Walkman faded into another song as the sun sunk lower and lower in a bed of golden yellows and blankets of pinks.

#what is this???#stan uris #eddie kaspbrak #steddie friendship #the losers club #itmovieofficial #stephen king #Stephen kings IT #IT by stephen king #it cast #my fanfiction

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myrelevantwriting-blog · 7 years ago

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The Wild, 18-Minute Ride That Is Daydream Believer: A Review by a Former Teenaged Girl

Every generation has its “coming of age” movie: the movie that sees its main character through the naivety of adolescence to a catalyst that makes them realize they’re *gasp* growing up. The ‘70s had American Graffiti, the ‘80s had The Breakfast Club, the early ‘90s gave us the tearjerker My Girl (I’m still holding that vigil for Thomas J). All of these films had characters nearly everyone could identify with. Maybe you were the Cameron to your best friend’s Ferris Bueller. Perhaps you knew exactly what Jim Stark’s deal was in Rebel Without A Cause.

But then, in 1998 came a little known short film with a character so damn relatable it brings up memories you thought you buried so deep in the soil of your brain, it could only be unearthed by years of intense therapy.

Ladies and Gentlemen: Daydream Believer!

Let me start off by saying when my friend Rosie posted this movie to her blog I had no clue what the hell I was getting into. The 1970s film grain and the awkward silence (save for the chirping birds) when we meet our homegirl Susan made me half-expect one of those “What’s Happening to my Body?” filmstrips they made us watch in the 4th grade.

“Are you there, God? It’s me, Susan. All my friends are getting their periods except me. What have I done to anger you so?”

Right away we know Susan is different. She does weird things like…walking (especially when she has a perfectly good Schwinn on the front porch).

God, look at this freak.

“Look at her using her legs for non-jump-rope purposes like a fuckin’ loser.”

So it turns out that Susan’s a loner because she’s always daydreaming about her fab marvy crush…because she’s 11 and this is what 11-year-olds do: daydreaming and hurrying home and catch her fave rave on TV.

To be honest I was expecting it to be Davy Jones...the pirate, not the Monkee.

Yeah, Little Susie’s got fuzzy feelings for Mike Nesmith of the Monkees, to the chagrin of her concerned-yet-not-concerned-enough-to-actually-talk-to-their-kid parents. Susan’s mom is looking at her daughter like she didn’t wet herself over Sinatra back in her day. I mean, Susan can’t be that obsessed, though. She’s only got like, one album and a single pinup on her wall like she’s some kind of amateur. And she’s pretty reserved in her screaming at the TV so that’s considerate of her.

Her disappointment over lack of mammaries perfectly mimics Mike’s face which in turn perfectly mimics how I feel about this movie so far.

The film then takes somewhat of a weird turn and becomes from here on out a wild rollercoaster ride of “What the actual fuck?” We take a journey into Susan’s brain as she sees herself as a 45 year-old woman teenager, getting ready for her date with-…oh my God.

YOU DON’T SAY

I’m somewhat flabbergasted by their casting decision to go with a paunchy, late-30s Ashkenazi Mike Nesmith but whatever. I’m not gonna judge Susan. She’s 11. When I was 11 I wanted to hang out with Gabe Kaplan circa ‘75. It’s a weird age.

So after her date with Mack Nussbaum we find Susan back at school, going for one of her weird daydream walks and completely oblivious to a group of bitches talkin’ shit behind her back.

“I bet she doesn’t even listen to the Banana Splits. Dweeb.”

“Joke’s on you! Me and Marc Nesbitt are gonna go closed-mouth kiss behind the JFK Memorial Tree. Hope I don’t get pregnant!”

I’m not even going to comment on this next scene. There’s nothing I can add to how utterly perfect it is in its understanding of the pre-teen girl’s brain so I’m just gonna let the caps do the talking.

But trouble rears its ugly head in the form of Susan’s teacher, glaring at her disapprovingly and telling her she’s “a much better writer than this [homework],” before proving this to be a bold-faced lie as we cut to a scene in which Susan writes in her diary:

Mike is so beautiful. He has lovely brown eyes. His hair is so soft and silky. I want to run my fingers through his beautiful hair. He has a sweet Texas accent that is so beautiful to listen to. I could listen to him read a book for hours and hours. He’s divine enchanting!!!

This nonsense reads like a 1st grade primer. Girl, I know you’re 11 but this is clearly not your first day at the Mike Nesmith Rodeo. This should all have been covered on page one.

Also, I hope Susan asked for a thesaurus for Christmas.

So homegirl’s studies are suffering because she can’t keep her mind out of Mike’s pants and daydreaming about going on a romp with Mork Nerfherder to the song Papa Gene’s Blues. As you do…

“Whatchu thinkin’ about?” “Oh nothing…just statutory stuff.”

…that is until your cockblock of a teacher calls you out for not paying attention and embarrasses you in front of the entire class (a situation I knew all too well, so I actually empathize with her here). Susan goes home to complain to Raggedy Anne and delve into yet another daydream in which Mike takes her home to meet “the guys.” Oh boy, I can’t wait to see what small town community theater actors they got to play the Monk-…..wait what?

They look as confused as I do right now.

After an awkward introduction to the roommates (we’ve all been there. College, amirite?!) Murk and Susan go up to Mulk’s room…

I’m suddenly feeling rather uncomfortable and it’s not for the severed clown head in the corner.

…where Malk puts on bossa nova music and they start making out…

Oh my God, No….

NO!!!

NONONONONONONONONO!

YOU’RE GONNA CUT BACK TO THE CHILD ACTRESS AND MAKE THIS MORE AWKWARD THAN IT IS?! WHAT ON EARTH IS WRONG WITH YOU?!

Those lines under Raggedy’s eyes are from all the internal screaming.

No…………………….this is not how I wanted to die.

OUR FATHER WHO ART IN HEAVEN HALLOWED BE THY NAME….

…AS I WALK THROUGH THE VALLEY OF THE SHADOW OF DEATH….

HAS THIS BEEN A PORNO THE ENTIRE TIME?!

BRB SETTING MYSELF ON FIRE…

There isn’t a word for how unnerved I am right now, so I’m just going to make one up. I am extremely floopnozzled, I am totally and immensely…wait a second…

As I breathe a gargantuan sigh of relief, Bra-vo!

After Susan has finished violating her poor Raggedy Anne doll, her dad barges into her room and in a very ominous voice says they need to talk.

The clown in the back but on a brave smile but what his eyes have seen cannot be unseen.

They go to a parent-teacher conference to talk about Susan’s failing schoolwork and conclude it’s Mike’s fault, so they ban her from the living room and the TV. And for whatever reason I don’t quite understand, there’s a scene where Susan has to listen to her parents bone on the couch. I guess as part of her punishment? I dunno.

Girl, same.

EDIT: @legrandennui has informed me that it’s possible the voices she’s hearing aren’t her parents but her daydreams distracting her again. I still think it’s the parents, though.

And even though her parents think she’s obsessed with Mike and forbid her from watching The Monkees, her enabling Mom comes home from the grocery store and gives her flowering junkie a hit of the hard stuff via Teen Life magazine with the Monkees on the cover. I heard this was how Sid Vicious died.

At first Susan is overjoyed, until slowly her smile fades as she reads an article. She storms off into her room and screams at her magazine “WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME YOU WERE MARRIED?!”

Lol wut? Child, where have you been? How are you going to be all up on Mike’s dick but not know anything about him beyond his brown eyes and silken hair? That’s like, page 1 in How to Obsess.

So we get one last daydream sequence in which Susan tells Mike she’s leaving him because she’s grown and wants to move on…

…which I guess in this case means getting back to her schoolwork and keeping her grades up…amongst other things.

“Wait, does this mean Shatner doesn’t make her want to bone? Is that the lesson here?”- @legrandennui

I’ve watched a lot of movies about adolescence in my years but this was the first one I’ve seen that had perfectly nailed it in terms of being a young girl with a fave rave. I had gone through nearly everything in this movie: the nonstop daydreams, the constant writing about the object of my surging hormonal lust, not paying attention in school, the concerned look from my parents, and I’m not ashamed to admit my pillow had gotten the Raggedy Anne treatment. My room was a bit more intense than that, pin-up wise but I can’t imagine they had a lot to dress the set with in 1998. This was like looking straight into my own past and as uncomfortable as it was to see what I was like from a 3rd party view, I have to say at the same time it’s incredibly amusing to watch someone flip out over a teen idol while sitting back with a knowing, sympathetic nod.

If you want to watch the film it’s here on Youtube.

#The Monkees #Daydream Believer #short film

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cupkayke · 8 years ago

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11 Answers, 11 Questions

I got tagged by @nardaviel! <3

Rules: Always post the rules. Answer the questions asked, then write eleven new ones. Tag eleven people to answer your questions as well as the person who tagged you.

1. what’s your favorite thing to do when you want to chill out and just enjoy yourself?

I’m so lame, it’s sleeping, mostly lol. I love naps like nothing else. As for hobbies, if I’m actively roleplaying with anyone it’s that, or relaxing and reading fanfics or watching Markiplier videos. Just hanging out by myself, really. (Tho cuddling the BF ranks on the list too lol)

2. describe the most beautiful thing you can think of or imagine

Object or concept? If we’re going with object... the perfect-fitting dream dress, heart shaped neckline, flowing skirt with iridescent colors that all blend into one another in varying shades of pinks, purples and blues... (idk I’m working on cosplay right now so all I’m thinking about is clothes). Concept? Coming home to your loved one(s), falling into an embrace and feeling that all is right with the world.

3. what is your favorite combination of colors?

Pink is my all-time favorite standalone, but I really like how royal blue and turquoise look together especially on clothing.

4. tell us about an AU that you desperately want to make but haven’t been able to, for whatever reason (can’t think of a plot, your faves don’t work well in the setting, w/e)

;^; I actually don’t like AUs too much... I get attached to a world AND its characters, not just one or the other. That’s why I don’t particularly care for reading fics/doing rps that are set in an existing universe but using OCs or AUs. Now Alternate Reality/Slight Canon Divergence I can do- I love me some ‘what if X happened instead of Y’. So I guess I’ll go with an AR answer since it’s kind of AU...

I’d want to do an AR of Boueibu where the CA don’t leave and join the DC, either staying in their CA outfits or becoming Battle Lovers themselves to fight the VEPPer. Now that would be entertaining.

5. what does your phone case look like? did you go for style or sturdiness?

I work in cell phones, so I love me some cases lol I swap out cases so often it’s not even funny. When I had an iphone 6/6s I had something like 10-15 cases at one point but now I have a 7 for work so I don’t have as many yet;

I have the first one I bought, a Speck hardshell with a purple/blue galaxy print on it. I got stuck with a black phone since it’s a work phone, so I wanted something that matched but was cute. The one I actually use at work is another Speck in turquoise with a slot for a credit card so I can keep my Target card on me at all times so I can buy lunch faster and not lose my card. The one I’m using right now because the Galaxy one is starting to deteriorate is a pink and navy otterbox symmetry that I got on clearance. I wanted the teal one but it was too light colored and was gonna get dirty too fast. All my cases are a blend of protection/function and style so...

6. what is your ideal hairstyle for yourself?

Just cut my hair again, actually; something short and easy to maintain with bangs to hide my forehead that I don’t like but cutesy. I always go with a chin-length bob with sideswept bangs when I cut my hair so... that’s it.

7. what’s the first favorite song you can remember having?

The first song that I liked just for myself and not because my parents played it all the time was Blue (Da Ba Dee) by Eiffel 65. I fucking love them. 11-year-old me was all over that early 2000s electropop shit. Going back even earlier, though, I want to say it was Hey Hey (We’re the Monkees) or Last Train to Clarksville by the Monkees because my parents played their favorite music for me and my sister when we were really little and I’d dance to everything. I also really liked the Beatles and Kansas around that time but the Monkees pops into my head more easily.

8. what’s the grossest food anyone has ever tried to make you eat? (and did you eat it?)

OH GOD I’M SCARED OF TRYING NEW FOOD WHEN IT’S NOT MY IDEA.

No, seriously, I actually cannot think of an answer to this question because I am so afraid that I’m not going to like something new/want to vomit when I try it that I actively avoid trying things when someone tries to shove a forkful of something in my face or encourages me to eat it. So any new food is gross. I get so pissed off when my bf or my parents do this because they KNOW I don’t like to try things unless I decide to do so, myself (because then I’ve mentally prepped and imagined what it tastes like and why it might be good) but they don’t understand my anxiety/aversion. They just think it’s a picky thing. It’s absolutely a ‘I am afraid of vomiting therefore I do not want to risk trying something that might make me gag especially in a public setting’. I don’t even have a strong gag reflex, I just have a texture thing and a phobia of vomit :/

I guess to phone in an answer- at the time cheesy potatoes were my worst enemy. I still don’t like cheese that much, but I’ve learned to like varieties of cheesy potatoes prepared well enough.

9. would you rather never drink anything but water again, or never eat anything again besides the blandest, most boring necessities?

Ack, this is difficult. I suppose while I like water well enough I suppose I’d rather eat bland necessities because my palate is rather limited anyway and that’s kind of been my diet in general until recently when I’ve been experimenting with cooking. I don’t think I can live without soda or flavored carbonated water.... or alcohol. <.<

10. describe your dream home

Somewhere near an ocean where it’s cool enough that I can have the windows open to air out the house and somehow there are no bugs to fly inside. It’d smell like the ocean and i’d be able to hear it outside. The house would be big enough for my family but small enough that it isn’t too huge with lots of cozy living spaces, a game room, a huge sewing/craft room/office for me with more cozy seating while I work. It’d have a nice, well-stocked kitchen with a dining room close by surrounded by windows that look out at the sea. There’d be windows everywhere, basically, but all surrounded by thick, heavy curtains to draw when it gets dark. There’d be a screened-in patio with comfy deck furniture and maybe a minibar, that overlooks my own private pool (maybe an infinity pool!) and backyard oasis with lots of flowers and trees that mostly blocks anyone from seeing into the yard but has views of the ocean peeking through. The bedrooms would all be large enough and super comfy and my bed would be so, so soft and huge enough so I could fit my partner and several cats (and maybe a small, not smelly dog) comfortably. The master bath would be my own private sanctuary, with heated floors, some seating, a huge, gorgeous bathtub big enough for two people and a separate shower that has multiple heads. Y’know, rich people bathrooms. My pets would have everything they’d ever need (catios, lofty cat highways and lots of scratching posts and toys; a big enough side yard for the dogs to run around and maybe a built in doggy bath to get rid of dog smell lol). Oh, and the entire house would have one of those sweet Sonos sound systems so I could play music all day in each room. <3

That was long and specific...

11. i need u to come up with a brilliant, scathing insult that contains five words or less

Fuck... I can’t think of anything other than “Douchnozzle McCuntWhistle”. Its not scathing as much as it’s ridiculous but I love it.

NEW QUESTIONS:

1) If you could have any animal in the world (currently living or extinct) as your pet, what would it be and why?

2) If money were no object, what would your dream career be?

3) How many hours of sleep would you get a night if you were free to sleep as much or as little as you wanted?

4) What’s more frustrating, having a great idea (for a fic, costume, song, presentation, anything) and being unable to produce it (either not having the means, motivation, funds, etc) or having all of your tools to create the thing at your disposal but not having any ideas?

5) Describe your favorite meal ever. Including dessert (if there is any).

6) What’s the most-used bookmark on your phone’s browser?

7) What chore do you absolutely hate and wish you would never have to do ever again?

8) It’s the end of your best day ever. What’s happening?

9) Would you rather go skydiving or climb to the top of mt. everest?

10) If you suddenly became rich beyond your wildest dreams, what would be the first thing you’d do with your money?

11) If you could master any skill on earth, regardless of what your current abilities are, what would it be and why?

Aaaaand I tag @magiccatprincess, @vashtijoy, @vagarius, @liarino, @angry-jewish-magical-girl, @cryptid-crusader, @metalliclioness, @amateurcatalyst, @thatlittledandere, @dazesprite and @nakedxtime <3

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mattiehawkins · 8 years ago

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All of the questions😎😎

I have a feeling that, because all these questions are quite complex I won’t be able to give massively satisfying answers. But I’ll do my best, and this is just for fun, and to have a little look at how I’m feeling right now…

(Also all of them?????? Megan, really???? jkjk ily babe x)

(This did take me an exceedingly long time though… I think I overthought it…)

1. what album do you feel best describes your mood

My mood right now? That’s difficult…

I don’t think I can give an answer that fully satisfies myself for this question - but it’s somewhere around Wild World by Bastille, maybe?

(Idk, feelings are hard to interpret and express sometimes.)

2. if your name had to be a song title which song would it be

Arabella - Arctic Monkeys

3. what is your go to sad song when you need to cry

Me & Magdelena by The Monkees (although, it isn’t necessarily sad, but it almost always makes me cry) and sometimes, when I’m a special type of sad, Thought I Was A Spaceman by Blur.

4. what band would you want as the rest of your superhero team

Gorillaz, mainly just because Noodle could survive the apocalypse, and that’s the kind of power any superhero team needs.

5. if you had to live in the world of an album which one would it be and why

This for me is a really hard question; it’s difficult to choose an album when so many albums that have a theme and build a world aren’t the nicest places to live (or at least the ones I listen to).

My first thought was MEKAKUCITYDAYS by Jin, but even though I love the Kagerou Project and always will, those kids have gone through a lot and I don’t want that.

So then I thought of Modern Life Is Rubbish and Parklife by Blur, but my life wouldn’t really change that much, other than living in a slightly more idealistic London.

So I’ll settle on those, I suppose…

(Unless film soundtracks count, in which case I firmly choose How to Train Your Dragon, give me a dragon, please!)

6. what song best describes the person you think your soulmate would be

I really don’t know… (It doesn’t help that I don’t listen to a lot of overly romantic love songs.)

7. create a poem out of song titles

(Can I only use song titles? Okay, I’m gonna do this my way - Capitalised is a title, lowercase is just linking words)

This Town Called Malice, where The Beautiful Ones and The Drowners live,

I Walk The Line along The Edge Of Heaven.

I Broadcast my thoughts, Go Out, walk this Lonesome Street,

In The Heat Of The Moment, clutching my Heart Of Glass.

Strange Birds on a Cliff’s Edge,

Wild & Free, flying on Wings like Icarus towards the Crystal Sky,

and Strange News From Another Star.

Snap Out Of It, we’re all just an Echo, a Lost Boy, Nomads, the Last Living Souls.

Run Away With Me, Sweet Young Thing,

You & Me could have the Adventure Of A Lifetime.

(artists in order: The Jam, Suede, Suede, Halsey, Wham!, Blur, Blur, Blur, Noel Gallagher’s High Flying Birds, Blondie, Birdy, Hayley Kiyoko, Lena, Birdy, Lena, Blur, Arctic Monkeys, AmaLee, Ruth B, Highs, Gorillaz, Carly Rae Jepsen, The Monkees, Damon Albarn, Coldplay.)

I’m actually pretty proud of that.

8. which album art would you get tattooed

Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh, I don’t really know! That’s a big commitment, and I’d have to love the album so so much, and the cover would have to be pretty, and be a good tattoo.

I guess AM by Arctic Monkeys, or The Magic Whip by Blur.

9. is there a song that you feel could have been written about you

Sleepsong by Bastille.

(And at times, Tell It Like It Is by Graham Coxon.)

But also! Other really happy songs! (I can’t think of any right now, and I just want this done tbh.)

10. if you could only speak in the song lyrics of one artist who would it be

Oh man, that’s a Commitment™

I guess Damon Albarn, because then I get his solo stuff, Gorillaz, and Blur, so that’s a fairly wide range.

11. if you could have your favorite artist sing one of their songs to you which song would it be

I’d 100% have to choose Gorillaz, because as far as bands go, they were literally my first love - the first band I listened to every recording of every song of theirs I could get my hands on; the first band that I listened to the discography of all the time, for month-long stretches playing the same album; the first band that I went out and bought the music of myself, without being given it or my mum paying for it; they were the first band that for me the music was bigger than just a few catchy singles by some people I was aware of, but didn’t actively want to know more about. And they still, after all these years, make me feel the same strength of emotions as that very first time I saw the video for On Melancholy Hill on the Top 40.

So Gorillaz, but that brings me onto the question: what song?

My favourite Gorillaz song is probably Empire Ants, but would that be the one I’d most want to have performed to me? I guess I could ask for a track from the new album, but if I didn’t like it as much as Empire Ants, I might regret it. But I really love how Hong Kong sounds performed live, so maybe that? Or Don’t Get Lost In Heaven? Dirty Harry?

12. describe where you want to be in ten years with a song title

This is so difficult!

The Scientist - Coldplay

13. which song would be the national anthem of your country if you ruled one

Oh man, I have no idea. But White Flag seems by Gorillaz seems at least somewhat appropriate, and I swear I can never tire of Kano’s voice.

(Also I’m getting tired now, and this is the last question left to answer and this is all I can think of #LetMeLive)

14. what is your go to happy song when you need to feel better

On of the really poppy singles by the Spice Girls, or Alright by Supergrass.

Also, on occassion, I Bet That You Look Good On The Dancefloor by Arctic Monkeys.

15. is there an album that feels like a friend to you

A couple, but other than Headquarters by The Monkees, listing the others here feels a little uncomfortable… It feels like kind of a private question, idk

16. what is the album that you always blast too loud

Gorillaz, Demon Days, Plastic Beach - Gorillaz

(What’s The Story) Morning Glory? - Oasis

Whatever People Say I Am, That’s What I’m Not - Arctic Monkeys

17. which album do you always listen to with headphones

This Is Hardcore - Pulp

Queen of the Clouds - Tove Lo

Art Angels - Grimes

18. what song are you unable to resist dancing to

so very many - if I love a song, no matter where I am, I’m always moving about (I’m terrible to go shopping with because I have a terrible habit of dancing subtly/singing quitely if a song I love comes on)

But I guess I should list a few (this is in no way the entire list):

Alright - Supergrass

I Bet That You Look Good On The Dancefloor - Arctic Monkeys

Dolly Dagger - Jimi Hendrix

19. what song do you always have to sing along to

see above

But here’s a few:

Don’t Look Back In Anger - Oasis

Fluorescent Adolescent - Arctic Monkeys

Daydream Believer - The Monkees

20. what song do feel would be a beautiful painting

This Side of Paradise - Hayley Kiyoko

21. what album do you wish you could unhear and discover again

I don’t know? There’s definitely albums I wish I could’ve had better appreciation for when they had just come out, but I’m not sure which I wish I could just experience all over again.

Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band, maybe? Possibly a Blur album from Modern Life Is Rubbish, Parklife, Blur, 13, or The Magic Whip? Or a Gorillaz album?

I really honestly don’t know.

22. which album do you want to be the soundtrack to your life

Bad Blood - Bastille is very likely my soundtrack, it has a good range of themes which I have encountered, or likely will in the future.

23. which band would you want to be your family

I don’t think I’d want any band as my family?

24. what song do you think of in association with beauty

Quite a few, but none that spring to mind immediately? (Other than that one by James Blunt, which I heard on a TV show the other day.)

25. what song do you think of in association with pain

Very many, but possibly To Binge by Gorillaz has the strongest association.

26. what lyrics do you feel were written especially for you

I’m just going to pass this one, I don’t have the time, and it could be kind of personal.

27. what lyrics do you want to doodle on every piece of paper

Oh man, so many, I have a list. But the one that springs to mind is: “All of which makes me anxious, at times unbearably so.”

28. what music do you listen to at 3 am

Very soft music - I clear my mind and just let it wash over and through me.

29. pick three albums to take with you into the afterlife

Another Commitment (this is why I could never go on Desert Island Discs).

I’m going to just plunge myself in the deep end for this question, and just pick three that right now I’m feeling I would need:

Demon Days - Gorillaz

Make It Big - Wham!

(What’s The Story) Morning Glory? - Oasis

(I can 110% assuredly tell you that I’ll be kicking myself over my choice in like 3 hours thinking “This album! You idiot! How did you possibly think you could survive without this album!”)

30. what is music to you in one word

hope

#about me #this took so bloody long rip me

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meadow-dusk · 5 years ago

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Top 50 Artists Challenge

Approach: Go to this link -> http://107.170.81.187:8080/public/top <- and enter your Spotify username. Then fill out the 50 questions below based on your top 50 artists!

I’m choosing long-term top 50 cause it’s most representative of stable trends in my tastes, for better or worse.

1. How did you get into 29? [One Direction] Kari is in the know about relevant boy bands these days. Plus there was a creepy guy who made a parody of “What Makes You Beautiful” for the 2012 Olympic Gymnastics team

2. What was the first song you ever heard by 22? [Cream] I’m guessing either “Sunshine of Your Love” or “White Room,” the ones most played by classic rock radio

3. What's your favorite lyric by 33? [Eric Clapton] The one that’s coming to mind is “bet you didn’t think I knew how to rock and roll” but I do have a soft spot for his Christmas lyric “when everything is white outside, how can it be so dark?” I’ll be honest I don’t know enough

4. How did you get into 49? [The Fab Four] Chris Carter of BwtB introduced me to their Christmas songs. Now their HARK! album is a Christmas standard in my home.

5. How many albums by 13 do you own? [Lin Manuel Miranda] Hamilton official broadway soundtrack!

6. What is your favorite song by 50? [The Beach Boys] While challenging, I think the one I would almost always be in the mood for is “Don’t Worry Baby”

7. Is there a song by 39 that makes you sad? [The Spinners] No because they are a disco party machine

8. What is your favorite song by 15? [Backstreet Boys] This is insanely challenging. I can easily choose an album, and that would be Never Gone.

9. What is your favorite song by 5? [John Lennon] Apparently when I filled this out in 2009 it was “Watching the Wheels,” but now I’m inclined to say “I Know (I Know).” Certainly not by a landslide

10. Is there a song by 6 that makes you happy? [Ringo Starr] Omigosh isn’t that just his mission in life, to make us happy? Easily though “OK Ray” is one with amazing memories attached because my mom and I blasted it for the “we can still have a ball, Paul” lyric before going to see Paul live.

11. What is the worst song by 40? [Jonathon Groff] I’m guessing he’s on here because of his tenure as King George III in Hamilton, so I will say that “What Comes Next” is my least favorite of those three

12. What is your favorite song by 10? [Leslie Odom Jr.] “Room Where It Happens”

13. What is a good memory you have involving 30? [Bob Dylan] My old boss absolutely fangirling over him shamelessly and telling us that you have to get past the voice to appreciate him. He was right.

14. What is your favorite song by 38? [Queen] I’m going to be basic and say “Bohemian Rhapsody.” It might be the most popular but it’s that way for a reason

15. Is there a song by 19 that makes you happy? [Jason Mraz] “Live High” because it reminds me of the kind of music George Harrison would be making if he was still around.

16. Is there a song by 25 that makes you sad? [Big Time Rush] “We Are” can be emotional if you remember how they ended the show with that

17. What is the first song you ever heard by 23? [Pink Floyd] Probably “Money” or “Learning to Fly”

18. What's your favorite lyric by 11? [The Rolling Stones] I don’t listen to the Stones for the lyrics, but I’ll give you my top song = “Shine a Light”

19. Who is a favorite member of 1? [The Beatles] I love them all equally and differently but most often it’s George.

20. Is there a song by 14 that makes you happy? [The Yardbirds] Obviously because so many of them are running songs. I will say “Happenings Ten Years Time Ago” because it has both Jimmy Page AND Jeff Beck

21. What is a good memory involving 27? [Fall Out Boy] Getting really into running in Spring 2007.

22. What is your favorite song by 16? [Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers] “Mary Jane’s Last Dance”

23. What is the first song you ever heard by 47? [Andy Gibb] "I Just Want to Be Your Everything” a classic Bee Gees sound

24. What is your favorite album by 18? [Tom Petty] Being that this is different than when he was with the Heartbreakers I will confidently say Full Moon Fever

25. What is your favorite song by 21? [Small Faces] Holy crap I love Steve Marriott’s voice. Let’s say “Song of a Baker” although I'm not 100% certain.

26. What is the first song you ever heard by 26? [Simon & Garfunkel] Probably “Mrs. Robinson.” I heard all these songs before I cared to learn anything about who sang them

27. What is you favorite song by 3? [Paul McCartney] my favorite ...Paul song?...of the 3000 he has written? It completely depends on the mood. Right now I’m feeling “I Don’t Know” but don’t think for a second I don’t spontaneously sing his songs all day while “working from home”

28. What is your favorite album by 2? [George Harrison] Living in the Material World (see? Spotify records corroborate that he is in fact my favorite).

29. What was the first song you ever heard by 32? [Phillipa Soo] “Schuyler Sisters!”

30. What is your favorite song by 8? [Hamilton OBC] “Non-stop”

31. How many times have you seen 17 live? [Traveling Wilburys] aw.

32. Is there a song by 44 that makes you happy? [Rockabye Baby!] Better believe this is on here because hearing lullaby versions of classic rock songs on a run is so hilarious and silly, and sometimes a much needed slow-down. They’re all made to make you happy.

33. How did you get into 12? [The Who] Started listening to classic rock radio in college. Got really into them right before they played the Super Bowl and then again in 2015 for no apparent reason. They’re just so solid. Plus my mom hates them which is added ammunition

34. What is the worst song by 45? [Billy Joel] I don’t know his full catalogue, but the one I have saved that I would be most likely to skip is “She’s Always a Woman,” which is by no means a bad song.

35. What was the first song you ever heard by 34? [The Naked Brothers Band] “Crazy Car” of course

36. What is the first song you ever heard by 48? [S Club 7] "S Club Party”

37. How many times have you seen 42 live? [Michael Jackson] never

38. What is your favorite song by 36? [Zoom Karaoke] hahahah this is on here because sometimes I have karaoke parties with myself. I’m gonna say “Downtown” by Petula Clark because I am never not in the mood to sing along with that

39. What was the first song you ever heard by 28? [Anthony Ramos] “Aaron Burr, Sir” if you can count that as his song

40. What is you favorite album by 7? [Wings] I don’t know!!! I guess Red Rose Speedway because I love most of the songs on it and there’s few I would ever skip. That’s also true of Band on the Run but I am sticking with my original opinion.

41. Is there a song by 31 that makes you happy? [Christopher Jackson] So was my Hamilton phase obvious yet? “One Last Time”

42. What is your favorite album by 41? [Three Dog Night] I have the whole “Best Of” saved on Spotify so I’m cheating and saying that.

43. What is your favorite song by 24? [Fleetwood Mac] “Gold Dust Woman”

44. What is a good memory you have involving 46? [David Bowie] Just discovering who he was in middle school

45. What is your favorite song by 35? [Neil Diamond] “Cracklin’ Rosie” cause I had to sing the whole thing when I remembered it existed.

46. Is there a song by 9 that makes you happy? [Bee Gees] Yeah obviously! I love “My World” and “Mr. Natural” among others, that’s why they’re ninth on the list...

47. What is your favorite album by 4? [Led Zeppelin] Look at Zep, holding out the #4 spot after all this time!! I think my favorite is Physical Graffiti now though.

48. Who is a favorite member of 37? [The Rutles] oh Neil Innes obviously

49. What is the first song you ever heard by 43? [Cast of Galavant] The theme song

50. What is your favorite song by 20? [The Monkees] Another challenging one but I think I’ll say “Goin Down”

HAVE FUN 😊

#I literally went back to live journal to get this. I was looking for other things but why the heck not #music survey #top 50 artists challenge

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