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Arctic Monkeys - Sculptures Of Anything Goes 

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i- the lyrics :(

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For me, TC is the perfect Maverick. :)🥰

But I think this guy would make the second best Mav:

What do you think ? Was he ever offered the role?? I know alotta actors were:)

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It’s A Long Way To The Top 🎸 | Pete Maverick Mitchell / Top Gun Maverick Imagine

Takes place after the events of TGM

Top Gun Maverick Masterlist

Characters & Pairings: Captain Pete ‘Maverick’ Mitchell x 80s Rockstar!reader (romantic), Bradley Bradshaw x reader (mother/son-type relationship), Dagger Squad (platonic) Hondo (platonic)

Content warnings: Fluff, slight profanity, flirtatious banter, light suggestive content, mentions of past drug use. | Female!reader (she/her) | wc: 13.5k

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Premise: The Dagger Squad didn’t know much about their former instructor turned friend, Captain Pete ‘Maverick’ Mitchell. Only Rooster had insight on all there was when it came to the famous pilot, and his love life certainly fell into that. When the squad shows up unannounced to Maverick’s San Diego home for his birthday weekend, they are greeted with the shock of the lifetime when it’s revealed Maverick’s lady once ruled the radio of the decade they were born in. And what better way for them to properly meet one of the greatest rockstars to ever exist than by attending the bands reunion concert that night.

Note: So TC was born in 1962 and that what it also says for Maverick (although with his rank I doubt it lines up but Imma just go with it), so for this imagine you were born in 1964 and were the front woman of a famous 80s rock band who Mav meets after the events of Top Gun. I love rock music and have been listening to it nonstop the past week and this inspired me. At first I was gonna do this with Rooster or Phoenix with a modern day rockstar, but then I thought Mav was better suited for what I had planned.

Also in my research I found that the Staples Center (which is going to mentioned a lot) opened in 1999 and is now called Crypto.com Arena, but for this just imagine it opened in the 80s and is still called the Staples Center. Personally I will always refer to it as that even though it got a new name. Last thing, my favorite band is AC/DC and i use two of their songs as ‘your’ songs verbally said. The album/era names are ones I thought of off the bat, and feel free to imagine your friends as your bandmates, I just gave them names to make it easier when writing. And the photo on the collage is to show the outfit reference—I don’t write with any indication of race/ethnicity/etc unless it’s for an OC. Hope you enjoy and let me know what you think!

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“Are you guys sure about not warning Rooster we’re coming?” Bob voiced from the passenger side of Nat’s car. In the backseat were Mickey and Payback while Hondo drove the car behind them containing Hangman and Coyote.

“Bradshaw will spoil the surprise,” Fanboy reminds him, “And the whole point of this is to surprise Mav. We haven’t seen him in months and this is the first time we’re all together again.”

“I know,” Bob sighs, leaning back into his seat before glancing at Nat, “How did you even get his address, Nat?”

She doesn’t stray her eyes from the road as she responds, “I may have convinced Admiral Simpson to give it to me, saying we all wanted to send Mav a birthday gift but didn’t have his permanent residence. I know he’s often in the Mojave desert during his vacation, but Cyclone gave me his San Diego home address.”

“Hondo didn’t even have Mav’s address?” Mickey says more to himself, surprised the man did not. He was Mav’s closest friend and had been with him since the Darkstar project.

“Hondo only had his Mojave camp—which isn’t really an address when you think about it. It’s quite literally on an old airstrip that’s not even used by the Navy anymore,” Nat tells him, “Mav lived there during their assignment so it makes sense why he only had that one.”

“So what I’m hearing is you deceived Admiral Simpson so we can show up on Mav’s doorstep like ‘surprise! We’re here!’ And Cyclone just gave it to you with no questions asked?” Payback raises a brow, catching her eyes in the rear view mirror.

“Not entirely,” she defends, “I mean we are sending him a birthday gift…..it’s just we are the birthday gift.” At the laughs from the men Nat rolls her eyes, “Y’all are in this too, so I don’t know why you’re laughing. We’re almost there. GPS says ten minutes.”

The Pacific Ocean was to their right, the sun high in the sky as the time reached one o’clock. They noticed as they traveled down the road that the houses were becoming more distant and eye-catching. “Damn,” Fanboy whistled under his breath at one point.

When they got to the turn to enter the neighborhood, they were greeted with a closed gate and security. Nat mentally cursed, not anticipating Mav lived in a gated community.

Now the jig was up and they were gonna have to call Rooster.

While Nat spoke with one of the security guards Bob was already dialing Bradley, who answered with a confused, “Hey, Bob. What’s up?”

“Rooster, hey, I’m sorry to bother you but the squad and I were planning to surprise Maverick for his birthday tonight and well….we’re kinda at the entrance to his neighborhood. We didn’t think it would be gated and needed confirmation from the resident to get in.”

“Ah damn,” Bradley said with a laugh and Bob could hear him fiddling with his keys. “I wish y’all would’ve told me, but then again I know I probably would’ve ruined it.” It was the truth, Rooster could not keep a secret if his life depended on it. Last year he unintentionally spoiled Nat’s surprise party when she got promoted. Soon it became a running joke amongst the group. “Just hang tight, I’ll be right there.”

“Wait, are you at Mav’s house?” All eyes in the car turned to Bob, the WSO catching the sound of Rooster’s Bronco starting up.

“Yeah, I’m on the list and can get y’all in. Hang on, imma tell him I’m running out to get beers.” There was a pause on the receiver before a car door shuts and Rooster says, “I’ll be there in two minutes.” Bob stayed on the line before hanging up when they caught sight of the bright blue vehicle approaching from the other side of the gate. Rooster pulled off to the side, exited the car and approached the security hut where another officer met him in the middle. The team watched as they exchanged words before the guard Nat spoke with was called over.

When he returned seconds later he said, “we’re gonna open the gate and if you could please pull off to where my buddy directs you and step out. We have to check the cars.”

“Sure thing,” Nat says with a wave as he goes to relay the same to Hondo. Passing the gate, she parks the car where the guard instructs and all four step out from the vehicle. Hondo pulls up seconds later with Hangman and Coyote coming over to stand with the group as Rooster approaches.

“Well this sure is some special treatment,” Hangman jokes when an officer comes up with a metal detector to begin scanning the squad while the two search their cars. He notices one of the officers writing down the car information, including the license plate number. “Never seen this before when I’ve been to a gated neighborhood.”

“It’s just precaution since it’s your first time” Rooster says, dabbing up the guys when they are finished being scanned. “It’s good to see you guys.”

“It’s good to see you too, Bradshaw,” Nat gives him a hug and appears apologetic. “Sorry we didn’t let you know in advance.”

“Ah it’s all good. Like I told Bob I probably would’ve ruined it.” They all laugh, some muttering sounds of agreement. It was all in good heart though, Bradley wasn’t offended. He was just happy to see his friends again and celebrate Mav’s 60th with them.

The only thing….they were in for their own surprise when they got to the house.

“Does the governor of California live here or something?” Javy jokes, but judging by the way Rooster reacts he’s certain there is some truth to it.

“All clear!” The main guard shouts, nodding to Rooster. “Y’all are free to go, just make sure to call in if you leave the area and return later on.”

“Will do,” Rooster salutes, shaking his hand afterwards. “Thanks again, Frank.” Telling his friends to follow behind him, they all got into their respective vehicles and headed down the road leading to the neighborhood.

“Sheeeesh,” Mickey says in awe at some of the houses they passed. They looked to be a million bucks. Literally. They were distanced quite a bit like something you see in Calabasas and had long entrances. “Mav should be on MTV’s cribs. How the hell does a naval Captain get something like this?”

“Probably by saving for that perfect retirement home,” Nat comments, eyes lingering on one house that caught her eyes.

“Nah,” Payback shakes his head, “I’ve seen Admirals with places not even to this extent. No offense to Mav, but I don’t see how an O-6 could afford a place like this.” About a minute passed before they were turning into a long driveway, all four jaws dropping at the sight of the home.

Yeah they needed to know Pete’s secret.

It was a gorgeous two-story mediterranean style home with an iron gate surrounding the perimeter. The exterior was beautiful, with flowers and various plants on the grounds. A front enclosed patio was the first thing they could see connecting to a foyer where the front door was located. Only one word could describe the home: marvelous.

The driveway was crescent shaped and could fit at least four cars with a side entrance leading to the garage. Rooster pulled up to the furthest spot allowing Nat and Hondo to pull up behind him. “Holy shit,” Fanboy says in awe, hopping out of the car and shutting the door behind him.

Shutting his own door, Hangman whistles, “If this is what retirement looks like, I can’t wait.”

“C’mon,” Rooster chuckles, nodding his head to the entrance. “Mav’s in the garage working on his bike.” The squad all rushes to get the gifts, beer, and food they had brought for the pilot, following behind Rooster while trying to not make it look like they were gawking at the home. They hadn’t even seen the inside yet but could already tell it was going to be as incredible as the outside.

Putting a finger to his lips, the group remains quiet at Rooster’s command as they ease their way into the garage. It was very similar to the one at his camp hangar in the desert. Pictures hung on a wall with several plaques. Motorcycles lined up and sitting in the corner was a gorgeous 1966 Dodge Charger. Coyote had to put a hand to his mouth to keep from making a sound when he saw it.

“That you, Bradley?” Mav said with his back to the group, unaware his practically surrogate son was not alone. He was dressed in a greased up white tee with some old light washed jeans and boots. Playing on the radio was the 80s on 8 channel from SiriusXM.

“Yeah it’s me,” Rooster places a case of beers the squad brought on the counter near the fridge. “I brought some strays too while I was at it.”

“Strays? What—?” Mav laughs, moving to turn around which resulted in his mouth dropping and wrench clinking to the floor.

“Surprise!” Everyone shouted, grinning widely at their former instructor who was completely speechless. “Happy Birthday, Mav!”

“Wha-oh my gosh!” The pilot's feet moved before he could stop them, embracing Phoenix first since she was closest before doing the same to the others. As he pulls away from Hondo, patting his back Mav goes, “What’re you doing here?”

“Surprising you for your birthday, old man,” Hangman lightly punches his shoulder. “You’re turning the big six-zero, there was no way we were missing it.”

“Aww thanks guys,” the man blushes, grinning when they bombard him with gifts. “It’s so good to see you all—I-I wish I would’ve known you were coming.”

“Then it wouldn’t have been a surprise, Cap,” Fanboy points to him with a knowing look.

“True,” Mav laughs, directing the crew to put the bags and all on the counter in the garage where the sink was located. “Thank you all so much, you really didn’t have to do all this.”

“It’s been a long time since we’ve seen ya, Mav,” Phoenix tells him, accepting the beer Rooster offers her that was already in the fridge. He passes them out to the crew, except Bob and Mav who kindly decline. Phoenix waves a hand, “Quite the place you got. Rooster had to come save us at the gate.”

Mav raises a brow at Rooster, “You didn’t know about this?”

“Nope,” he pops the ‘p’, “I’m sure you can guess why.” It takes Mav a moment, but then he chuckles, thinking back to the many times Bradley did ruin a surprise. Nat’s promotion party, Hondo’s birthday dinner, and the tickets the group got Mickey to attend SDCC’s Star Wars reunion panel.

“We hope we didn’t catch you at a bad time,” Bob says. “Dropping in unannounced. We weren’t sure if you had anything planned this weekend, but we all took a few days off—got rooms in TLF back at Fightertown, so we would love to take you out for dinner or something this weekend.”

Mav glances at Rooster, who gives a knowing look to the pilot while sipping his beer. The two share a silent exchange of words before he scratches the back of his neck….a few catch the reflective metal of a gold on his left ring finger. Phoenix and Bob’s eyes widen, looking around to see if anyone else spotted what they did.

“Um, well we did have plans tonight—but I can make a call and figure something out. Tomorrow for sure I’m free all day so whatever you guys want to do I’m game.”

“What kind of plans?” Coyote asks before Payback and Hondo nudges him for being nosy. “Owwww.”

Hesitant to reply, Mav gives Rooster another look before nodding his head to the door, “why don’t you guys come inside. Make yourself comfortable while I make a quick call.”

“Are you not going to—,” Mav is quick to cut Bradley off with a wink. Confused, the entire squad look at each other with the same expression before following behind Mav while Rooster is the last to enter and shut the garage door.

Pete doesn’t have to turn around to know they were all gawking at the interior of the home. The first rooms closest to the garage were the laundry room, open kitchen and dining room. Sounds of approaching steps alerted the group and several audibly reacted to the adult Dalmatian, white husky, and golden retriever puppy racing after them.

“Oh my gosh,” Javy kneeled down to pet the Goldie pawing at his legs. “Your dogs are adorable.” The husky was licking at Jake’s face while Phoenix and Bob were occupied with the Dalmatian before each dog inspected each of the guests. “What are their names?”

“That’s Ice,” he pointed to the husky first then the Dalmatian, “Bella.” Lastly he pointed at the puppy, who was kissing up on Mickey, “and Goose.” They spend a good three minutes right there in the kitchen allowing the dogs to receive attention from the squad before Mav directs them to the living room.

And that’s when they pass the cabinet.

A cabinet that was just one of many.

“Uh, Mav,” Payback stops, causing those behind him to do the same, gaze locked on the floor to ceiling glass cabinet—if you could call it that, it was more like a shrine.

Dedicated to one of the world's most renowned rock bands.

“Yeah?” Mav already knew what they were looking at. And that was only scratching the surface compared to the others in the house.

“Say, uh—,” Payback tilts his head, pointing to the cabinet, “Are you like, obsessed with ‘Y/n & the Romantics’,” several eyes trailed along the various shelves lined with actual Grammy awards for ‘Best Rock Performance by a Duo/Group’, ‘Best Rock Album’, ‘Best Rock Song’, ‘Record of the Year,’ & ‘Album of the Year,’ going back as 1980 to 2021 as the most recent. Other awards included almost a dozen in MTV Moonmen, Billboard Music Awards, American Music Awards, and an Oscar for ‘Best Original Song’. Framed photographs of the band hung on the walls and perched on the shelves. Some included them with famed music legends like Cher, Prince, Micheal Jackson, Cyndi Lauper, Lionel Richie, Def Leppard, and Duran Duran….those of which the squad could make out the signature on the photograph itself. An eye catcher was the USA for Africa signed photograph of every artist, including the Romantics, featured in Michael Jackson’s “We Are The World.”

One shelf pretty much was reserved for all the times they were the musical guests on SNL. Four times to be exact. Another shelf, that had their eyes boggling, was dedicated to their 1999 Super Bowl Halftime performance with a football signed by the band and head coaches of the teams that played that year.

Fanboy nearly shit his pants when he saw the guitars mounted on the wall. Not only were they signed by absolute icons, including Elvis fucking Preseley, but one of which was the iconic checkered neon pink Fender Stratocaster frontwoman Y/n L/n played in the 80s.

Y/n L/n. Dubbed the ‘daughter of Rock ‘n’ Roll’ with a voice that had people say she was what an angel would sound like if they rebelled from God to become a rockstar. Together with some of her best friends from high school, formed the group ‘Y/n & the Romantics,’ signing with a small label in Atlanta, Georgia in 1978 at aged 14 after being discovered on the corner of a street playing covers of Elvis, The Beatles, and Billie Holiday. What had the producer write up a contract right there was when he heard Y/n’s rendition of ‘Crybaby,’ by Janis Joplin. It was as though Janis had been reincarnated. Her voice was unlike anything he’d ever heard.

They released their first single on New Year’s Day of 1979. That first single that had RCA Records knocking on their door and shot them into becoming one of the best selling rock bands of all time. When MTV launched on August 1, 1981, their music video for their Grammy Award winning single was the third to be played after ‘Video Killed The Radio Star,’ by the Buggles, and ‘You Better Run’ by Pat Benatar. Y/n & the Romantics became teen sensations, dominating the 1980s and 90s before going on hiatus in the early 2000s. Y/n was not only known for her recognizable, unique voice but also her split dye hair, leather outfits, stage presence, and signature pink guitar she named, ‘Dirty Shirley.’

And it was in Maverick’s house.

“Holy shit,” Phoenix breathed out, patting Payback to look to the left. That’s when he noticed the wedding picture hung on the wall not too far from where they were standing. The bride, kissing Maverick in the photo, was the same woman holding a Grammy with her bandmates.

Eyes bulging out, Payback whistled and asked what they were all thinking, “Or…. you got something to tell us?”

August 15, 1989. Los Angeles, California. Club Electic Idol

“Tell me, Pete—or do you prefer Maverick?” The blue light shining above her in the bar had the glitter on her face reflect. She was dazzling. Unlike any woman he’d ever met. And Pete met a lot in his career, though they never captivated him like she was now. He wanted to dance with her forever

Arms around his neck, their bodies pressed together as they swayed to the beat of ‘When Doves Cry,’ by Prince. The leather adorning her body was smooth against his fingertips. Completely ignorant of the flashing of cameras from the side and envious gazes of both men and women around them. Never did the pilot think when he, Ice, and Slider agreed on coming to that bar after the concert that he would end up with the frontwoman in his arms. They were just looking for a place to grab a quick drink, maybe dance with a girl or two, and chill before heading back to their hotel.

Guess Y/n & the Romantics were looking to do the same. Fate seemed to bring them together.

“Either is fine, sweetheart.” She smirked at the nickname, finding it amusing. God, even her smirk was sexy. Everything about her was.

“You do that little show of yours each time you see a pretty lady? Or am I just special?”

Damn she caught him.

Truth be told it scared the shit out of him to even think about doing it. Had it not been for the light buzz from drinking a couple beers and encouragement from Ice saying, “You’re the only bloke in this bar who could probably get her into bed if you tried, Mitchell. I saw her eyeing you when you went to pick a song on the jukebox.”

At first he refused. It was Y/n fucking L/n of all people. And there were plenty of people, men and women, who were taking a shot at swooning the rockstar. Left and right they were offering her drinks and asking her to dance. Mav would only go up to her if Ice and Slider sang with him. There was no way in hell he would embarrass just himself. Especially if it didn’t turn out the way he wanted.

The fact it actually did work had the pilot thank his guardian angel, who no doubt had to have been Goose.

“I’ve only done it a few times. The first crashed and burned. Second time actually got me a date,” his lips curled up, “Now I’m hoping the third time’s a charm.”

“I see,” she hummed, never taking her eyes off him. The silence that indicated she was deep in thought. “What are you hoping to get out of it?”

“Honestly, maybe a kiss when the night comes to an end if you’d allow me the honor. But if not I would want you to never forget me. Just like I won’t ever forget you.”

“After a performance like that, Lieutenant, I’ll remember you till the end of time. And about that kiss….” She brings her mouth closer to his, but still enough distance to keep them apart. Pete felt his heart skip at the proximity, the perfume she wore filling his nostrils. “Keep impressing me and it just might come true.”

Present Day

“Wait-wait-wait,” Phoenix laughed with the guys as Maverick finished telling the story of when he went with Slider and Iceman to see Y/n & the Romantics perform at the Staples center in 1989. They were all seated in the living room—which had more framed photos of not just Y/n and her band but also of her and Maverick over the years and Rooster as a child.

Jake took photos of that on his phone to hold for blackmail. Now it made sense why Rooster was always singing their songs on the piano when they would go out.

After giving a quick tour of the first floor of the home, they all settled in the living room with his dogs as Mav sent a text to his lady to call him after soundcheck. Beers were brought out and some snacks, the crew still processing the news as they took it all in. Eventually after a quick explanation, Pete answered the many questions they had, including just how the hell he managed to pull one of the greatest rockstars to ever exist.

Whose band literally had a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame and were being inducted into the Rock ‘n’ Roll Hall of Fame in just a few months.

“So from what I’m gathering,” Nat points to her forehead, as though she were deep in thought, “If my brain is right on track here….you were, to put it lightly…a groupie?”

“Now hold on—.” Mav tried to say but was cut off by the obnoxious laughter that was Javy, Mickey, and Jake while Bob and Hondo just shook their heads, although they were grinning wide at the insinuation. Rooster was smirking like, ‘told you so.’ Mav sighed, but he was smiling as the laughter died down. “I was not a groupie. Okay—yeah I had the hope I would meet her after the show, but I didn’t go out of my way to make that happen. They just happened to come to the same bar that night—I swear!”

“That literally sounds like what a groupie is, Mav,” Hondo pats his back. “You just got lucky it went in your favor.”

Blushing, Mav coughed lightly as he laughed with the group before adding, “I’d like to point out that nothing … you know, happened, alright? We simply had some drinks, danced…I may have tried serenading her with my rendition of ‘You’ve Lost That Loving Feeling,’” the laughter got louder, making his blush deepen, “and then we exchanged addresses to send each other letters—because that’s what you did back in the day or call on the landline. It was history from there.”

“Don’t forget, Mav,” Rooster points at him. “You guys made out and then you exchanged addresses before leaving.” Mav has to cover his face to hide his blush when the group hollar and cheer.

“So how long y’all been together?” Rueben asks, finishing off his beer.

“Since 1990. But we didn’t get married until 2002 after the band went on hiatus.”

“How come?” Phoenix tilted her head curiously.

Though Phoenix and most of the guys were not die hard fans of Y/n & the Romantics, they were familiar with their music of course. As one of the most influential rock bands of all time everyone had heard of them in some way, shape, or form. Their parents often played their records, or they’d hear them on the radio and in movies. The squad were all born in the 1980s & early 90s so by the time they got into their teenage years the band had already stopped releasing music. It wasn’t until late 2020 they announced a reunion with the release of their latest album and were currently on tour across North America. During the hiatus however, Y/n still wrote songs for other artists and even released a few solo records. Some of the Grammy’s in the case belonged to only her and not just with the band.

Personal lives of the band members were not something they knew too well. The only people in the group who had knowledge of some details were Mickey, who was a big fan growing up, and Hondo. Bob was also a fan, having played the drums as a teenager and cited them to be a big influence. On google information showed that the group consisted of Y/n, the lead vocalist who also played guitar, Maya the bass player, Evan the lead guitarist, Danny the drummer, and Ronnie on keys. All of them provided backup vocals on tracks.

Maya and Evan ended up falling in love, confirming long time rumors they were together in 1987 and had three kids over the course of the 90s. Danny married a famous actress in 2000 with whom he had a son. Lastly Ronnie was once married to the lead singer of another rock group before divorcing and finding love with a movie producer from when she landed a role in a tv drama, the two adopted a son and daughter in the early 2000s.

Y/n’s information did actually include the fact she and Maverick met in 1989 when they played at the Staples center, that he was a Captain in the Navy being the only man to shoot down five enemy planes in the last 40 years, and were together for over a decade before finally getting married. They did not have kids and the text read how they liked to keep their personal lives private.

Rooster of course knew everything. The first time he met Y/n was in 1991 when he was 7 years old and looked at her like a second mother growing up. She taught him piano and guitar, let him attend shows when the group were on tour in Virginia, and was always a phone call away even after he and Maverick were at odds. Since she didn’t have kids, Bradley was the closest to what it was like having a son. There was no way she was going to let them drift apart after vowing to Carole she would take care of him. They spoke almost weekly with Rooster updating Y/n on his career and asking when she was getting the band back together, knowing she missed going on the road and performing.

“Soon,” she would tell him with a laugh, “I’m working on some songs in the meantime. We all agreed once the kids are older that we’ll come back.” That was in 2012. Now it was 2022 and finally Y/n & the Romantics were on stage performing for a sold out crowd full of people from all ages. They were all in their late 50s but still knew how to rock n’ roll like the good ole days. Y/n never lost her stage presence, the audience thrived on it. Over the years she took care of her voice so she would sound exactly like she did in the 80s. It was her staple after all.

Answering Nat’s question, Mav gave a light shrug, “It just sorta happened that way honestly. We were happy with how things were—marriage was not for us until then. I should say legally married actually, because here in California the relationship was viewed as common law marriage since we had been together for so many years,” Mav explained before taking a sip of water, “Around the time they disbanded the others had young or were starting to have children so they decided to take a break until the kids were grown up.”

“I think that was the first time I saw my mother cry,” Bob chuckled, fixing his glasses as all eyes turned to him. “My mom was—is a huge fan. Anytime we went on road trips she’d play one of their albums. I think she even saw them live when she was in college—said it was one of the best nights of her life. She had a crush on Danny if I’m not mistaken.” Mav smiles, not surprised it was Danny. In the 80s the man was quite the heartthrob.

“How come you never told us?” Mickey cut in. It was a question all were curious to know. Hondo knew Mav was married, but not to whom. He and Penny had history and were friendly at the Hard Deck so they assumed they were together or possibly going to. Finding out he’s been in a long time relationship with Y/n L/n was the shock of their life.

“We like our privacy. It’s why we waited to get married also, because of how big they were in the 80s and 90s. I got followed by paparazzi in the beginning—which was causing problems with my job. We actually pretended to break up in the late 90s to get them off my back,” Mav shrugs again, “I also don’t like the idea of bragging that my wife is Y/n L/n. I love and respect her so much. Yeah I was a fan of her music, but what made me fall in love with her was getting to know her for who she was. Not Y/n the rockstar, but Y/n the girl who replays her favorite songs if someone talks during it. Who can quote every single line from ‘Dirty Dancing’. Who will scold me for leaving seven half filled water bottles on my nightstand.” Laughs rang out at that. “We personally enjoy letting people discover it on their own, rather than telling them upfront.”

“I still can’t wrap it around my head,” Jake waves a hand to emphasize his point. “That you pulled pretty much the woman all our dads, maybe even moms, had a crush on. Your game is on another level. Like please tell me your secrets, pops.” Phoenix playfully slaps Hangman on the shoulder.

Before he could answer the pilot, Maverick’s phone rings causing him to jolt from the couch. “Give me a moment guys,” excusing himself he goes around the corner into the hallway before answering, “Hey, honey.”

“Hey, is everything good? Your message sounded urgent.”

Mav heard sounds in the background, possibly the crew setting up the stage for the night’s show. “Everything is great….uhh-say is tonight’s show sold out?”

“Yessss,” he could hear the confusion laced in her tone. “At least that was what I was told by Hank. Why? Did Bradley want to bring a friend? I’m sure I can get a pass.” Mav let out a sigh, scratching his chin.

“If it’s too much to ask then don’t worry about it, I know you gotta get back to soundcheck and have a few hours until the concert starts. But my former students from a few years ago surprised me today to celebrate my birthday. They’re here at the house—Bradley didn’t even know they were coming, honey.”

Y/n laughed, “I wouldn’t have bet money on him to know,” they laughed together, Y/n following with, “But that’s so sweet of them! I know how much you’ve missed them since you retired last year. How long are they in town?”

“Just for the weekend. They all got rooms on base and were hoping to take me out either tonight or possibly tomorrow. I told them I had plans tonight….”

“But you didn’t tell them what plans, huh?” Mav could picture the smirk on her face. “Do they know?”

“About us? I just finished telling them why I never mentioned anything. They seem to understand and were apologetic for dropping in unannounced. But…..I have not told them that the last stop in your tour is tonight at the Staples Center and Bradley and I were going to be leaving in a few hours.”

“Who all is it?”

“My buddy Hondo from when I did the Darkstar project—I think I’ve told you about him, the two foxtrot teams I did the uranium mission with and two of my reserves. So seven total.”

“I see,” Y/n humed, finding her husband’s situation amusing. He let out a groan, apologizing but she just laughed and said, “Well since it is your birthday and I’ve been wanting to meet your little dagger ducklings forever now,” he smiled at the nickname Y/n had given the pilots. They really were his ducklings. “Let me talk with Hank and the venue manager. Show doesn’t start till seven so there’s plenty of time. Just hang tight and I’ll call you back, okay? I know you're probably losing your mind because you don’t want to miss tonight’s show knowing it’s the last of the tour, but you also want to spend time with them while they're in town. Imma make sure you get both, pretty boy…..and maybe a little something more when the night comes to a close.”

Fuck that got Mav blushing, knowing exactly what she was implying. “Y/n…”

“Love you, Pete. Wait for my call.” Telling her the same, Mav hangs up the phone and reenters the living room. Rooster immediately meets his eye, lifting a thumbs up to which Mav returns with a gesture to signify he was working on it. For the next thirty minutes the squad makes small talk until his phone rings again. “Hey.”

“Would it be okay if you put me on speaker?”

A smile forms on his lips, “Sure thing,” he looks at the group to catch their attention, “Someone wants to say hi,” they all, minus Rooster who’s smirking, watch with confused expressions as Mav hits the speaker button and places the phone on the table. “What have you got for us, honey?” The second the pet name leaves his lips, Mav sees Fanboy drop his now empty cup of water, Phoenix slap a hand over her mouth, Javy pushing Jake and vice versa muttering ‘holy shit.’ Everyone else pretty much does something similar when Y/n’s voice echoes through the receiver, “Hello hello, aviators.”

“Oh my God.”

“Yo this ain’t happening right now.”

“Guys, guys, shut up—holy shit.”

Y/n laughed at the reactions. “It’s so nice to finally—even if it’s over the phone at the moment—meet you guys! Pete talks about you all everyday.”

“I-I wish we could say the same about you, ma’am,” Payback nervously laughs. “We didn’t even know the man was hitched until an hour ago. Also we apologize for the fanboying-fangirling, it’s an honor to speak to such a legend. You’re an icon.”

“Oh you’re too kind,” she awes, “thank you so much. I hope you guys can forgive him for not saying anything—he meant well.”

“We understand,” Phoenix says on their behalf. “We’d also like to say sorry for showing up to your house uninvited—your home is beautiful by the way. We-we just wanted to surprise Captain Mitchell since it’s been so long since we were all together and he’s done so much for us.”

“I think that’s so amazing you guys did that! I wish I could’ve been home to greet you guys and see the look on his face. Did he cry by any chance?”

“Honey please…” Mav pleaded, causing everyone to laugh.

“I’m sorry, babe. Anyways, Pete tells me you guys are in town for the weekend and well……tonight the Romantics and I are playing our last show in L.A at seven. Bradley and Pete were set to leave San Diego around four to make it on time and if y’all are up for the short drive…..I have seven passes reserved with your names on them.”

The reaction of the dagger squad could only be described with a singular word: chaos.

First it was more of denial, but then they saw Maverick and Rooster’s face and realized Y/n was in fact serious. She was inviting them to her concert. The final show in her band’s reunion tour. The soon to be Rock n Roll Hall of Famers.

Yeah, they about lost their minds.

“I gotta call my mom—she’s gonna flip!”

“How the hell am I supposed to continue living life after this?”

“This is your birthday Mav!” Phoenix pointed at him while Bob had his hands in his face, expression unreadable. “You’re not supposed to be giving us anything, it's the other way around!”

“Nat, I would love nothing more than to spend my birthday with you guys at the concert tonight.” That just about made her tear up.

“Yo so this is legit?” Coyote held up a hand, trying to calm his excitement. “We’re actually going?”

“Hell yeah!” Jake said, Rooster and Payback agreeing with a high-five. “What the birthday boy wants, the birthday boy gets.”

“Y/n, thank you so much,” Hondo said on their behalf. “I’m sorry if you can’t hear over these clowns in the background, but I’ll speak for everyone when I say that we are so grateful for you to invite us to experience your show together and celebrate Mav’s birthday. I don’t think we’ll stop thanking you so be warned.”

After a few more minutes of mainly the squad bombarding the rockstar with words of gratitude and thanks, Y/n informs Pete of where to go when they get to the venue and she’ll meet them backstage to give them the passes. When they say their goodbyes and hang up, Coyote goes, “Okay so I don’t know about y’all…but I cannot walk into a rock concert dressed like this,” he gestures to his gray Navy t-shirt and torn jeans, “How much time we got, Cap?” The question has Pete check his watch.

“If we wanna get there before the doors open, I’d say we should leave in about two hours. It’s gonna take at least two hours to get to L.A, and we gotta consider traffic.” Mav thinks for a moment before saying, “I may have something that can help. Follow me.”

In one of the many closets used as a storage place, Pete removed a box from the self and opened it to reveal a bunch of vintage t-shirts of Y/n & the Romantics.

“Oh my gosh this is so cool,” Fanboy awed. Some of the shirts were literally from the 80s and 90s but looked to be in new condition, meaning they must have been extras Y/n kept for safekeeping. Nowadays it was hard for someone to get their hands on anything with the classic logo of Y/n & the Romantics unless it was from Etsy or a private seller. Stores like Hot Topic, Spencers, and those dedicated to the 80s or retro-like were the only places to buy the new style of merchandise. But these in the box, they were classic.

“Look through and see if you can find anything. There’s several sizes and styles—most of these were from their ‘Heartbreaker’ era but you may find some from ‘Love is the Eighth Deadly Sin,’ or ‘Rock ‘n’ Rolling to Heaven.’ We have some leather jackets I’d be happy to lend you guys—and Nat, Y/n wanted me to tell you that you’re more than welcome to borrow anything you’d like.” Her eyes go wide.

“Oh I couldn’t possibly—.”

Rooster claps his hands excitedly, cutting Nat off much to her annoyance, “Time to turn you guys into rockstars. Fuck yeah! This is gonna be the best night ever!”

So that’s how the famed naval aviators ended up in their vehicles on a two hour journey to Los Angeles. It was far from what they expected when they set out to surprise Pete Mitchell, but in Maverick fashion things take a different turn when one least expects it. The couple’s dog sitter was called to tend to their animals since it was likely they would not be coming home till the next day. Just after 3:30pm the squad, now dressed like they were straight from the 80s by cutting holes in their jeans and wearing leather jackets and chains Maverick provided, gathered in the cars and hit the road. Maverick and Rooster ended up driving, with Hondo, Coyote, Hangman and Payback in Mav’s SUV and Fanboy, Bob, and Phoenix with Rooster in the Bronco.

Upon instance from Y/n after chatting briefly with her on the phone to make sure it was okay, Nat relented on wearing the red leather Prada two piece set the rockstar wore at the 1994 MTV video awards. It fit like a glove on the pilot, jaw dropping when she looked at herself in the mirror, “Damn.” While in the car she applied some black eye pencil and smudged it out to give her that 80s grunge appearance, to which she made Fanboy and Bob do the same, “Bradshaw, I expect you to rock this too.” At a red light he applied it like a pro, like he’d done it many times before not even needing to fix it.

The entire way both vehicles played Y/n & the Romantics decades worth of music. It surprised a lot of the crew when they recognized some songs from movies and tv shows they had no idea were by them. “This was in Stranger Things!” Coyote shouted over the sound, head banging his head along to the beat. Another song had Bob go, “Wasn’t this in the Guardians of The Galaxy?”

By the time they got to L.A the city life was at its prime. Traffic was insane as usual but thankfully they made it to the Staples Center just before six o’clock. The sign outside the venue glowed bright with ‘Y/n & The Romantics—Rockin’ Down Memory Lane Reunion Tour. TONIGHT ONLY—SOLD OUT.’ Pete pulled in front of Rooster to speak to the guard when they got to the back gate. After speaking through a radio for confirmation they allowed the two cars to enter and directed them on where to go.

When they get in the building it’s buzzing all around them. Crew members of both the band and the venue run past and speak into radios. They could barely make out the words combined with the faint rumble of the crowd inside. Before a security guard could ask why they were there, Y/n’s managers, Hank and Tasha Robinson noticed them and rushed over. “Pete! Great to see ya!” The pilot exchanged hugs with the couple. They then greet Bradley, who they’ve known since he was a child, and the squad, “You guys must be the pilots! It’s nice to meet you all—are you excited for the show?”

“Absolutely.” “Can’t wait!” “We’re so excited.” “Thank you for allowing us to come on such short notice.”

“You all look great!” Tasha grinned, gasping when she saw Nat’s outfit, “Oh my goodness. Hank, look! You recognize this?” Blushing immensely, Nat didn’t know how to react besides laughing nervously as they complimented her. “You look fabulous, darling.”

“Thank you. It’s an honor to wear it—I-I hope I did it justice.”

At that moment Y/n came around the corner, a slight skip in her step until she was lifted into Pete’s arms causing her to break into giggles. They hadn’t seen each other in almost two weeks while she was touring the west coast cities. It filled the squad with warmth seeing their mentor/friend so happy. Nerves filled them, they were about to meet one the greatest voices of rock music.

Mav spun Y/n around before setting her back down, the two sharing a sweet kiss. “Missed you, baby.”

“I missed you too,” he says against her lips, kissing them once more before guiding her to the group. Bradley is the first to hug Y/n, who squeals in delight since it had been months since they last saw each other.

“Hey sugar, look at you! It seems like every time I see you, you got a new look going on,” she fluffs his hair which was now lighter in tone after he got some highlights. “You look good, Roo. Is this a new shirt?” she gestures to the Hawaiian shirt beneath the leather jacket Bradley was wearing.

“Had to pull it out for the special occasion,” he gives her a sweet kiss to the cheek while handing her the bouquet of flowers he and Mav got. Thanking him, Y/n grins at the sight of the group standing behind him.

“And you fellas must be the famous dagger squad I’ve heard all about!” They were literally speechless as they stared back at the singer. She literally was what one would envision when they thought of a rockstar. Smudged eyeliner with sparkly eyeshadow framed her eyes, dark red lipstick and her outfit was black leather that showed a bit of skin due to some cutouts, but was still modest. Where the skin showed they could make out intricate tattoos and both her arms had half sleeves of ink. She had on a harness with silver chains, thigh high boots with studs along the sides.

She was THE rockstar.

Though in her late 50s, Y/n was still breathtakingly beautiful. Yeah there was some grayness to her otherwise shiny, healthy hair, and some age lines around her eyes and mouth that poked through the makeup, but Y/n could literally pass for mid to late 40s. Same with Pete who just turned 60 and looked amazing for his age. Standing next to each other, they were one hot ass couple.

“It’s so wonderful to finally meet you guys—in person now! Ah I’ve been buzzing with excitement since we got off the phone earlier,” she clapped her hands, moving to Fanboy who was internally losing it like his namesake.

“I-I hi, w-wow. I’m Mickey Garcia—or talk about irony, you may call me Fanboy. It’s an honor to meet you, Mrs. L/n—Mitchell uh-I’m sorry. I’m a big fan.”

Y/n giggled, shaking his outstretched hand before bringing him into a friendly hug. “Oh honey, I don’t even know what to call myself sometimes. But, please call me Y/n. You guys are family now.” She goes down the line to meet each pilot, shaking their hand and hugging while saying their name back to instill it in her memory. Of course she knew their names and faces from photos, but meeting them in person was completely different and Y/n wanted to make sure she would remember who was who. When she gets to Natasha’s she can’t help but shriek, “Yay you wore it! You look amazing-oh my gosh!”

“Thank you so much,” Nat blushes again, this time because the owner of said outfit she wore was gushing over her. “Thank you for letting me wear it—I will do my best to not let anything happen to it.” Y/n assures her to not worry about it and the two have the band photographer take a couple photos of them. The guys video the whole thing causing Phoenix to flip them off at times which has the married couple laugh. Soon the band comes out, causing Fanboy, Bob, and Coyote to almost lose it and before they know it everyone is conversing like it was an ordinary Friday night. Hondo, Mav, Y/n, Phoenix and Payback are off to the side with Maya, Evan, and their kids while the others are chatting with other members and their families who came to the show.

“It’s unreal to think this year marks forty-four years,” Evan said, sitting on one of the chairs with his hand on Maya’s lower back who stood beside him.

“Yeah,” she agreed with a smile, “just a group of kids we were then. With a dream only the effects of good ole weed could give us the confidence to have our asses out at that park and hope someone would hear us.”

Y/n drops her head laughing, aware of the somewhat surprised looks of the aviators and Hondo. “Wait-really?” Y/n was known for her exhilarating stage presence. She was like Elvis, Janis Joplin, and Micheal Jackson, always captivating the crowd and keeping them hype. When watching the performances it was like Y/n was in her own little world and thrived on the energy.

“It was the 70s,” she shrugged, still smiling which made her eyes crinkle. “Believe it or not we all used to have stage fright—especially in the beginning when we first started performing. We were….gosh fourteen when we signed, fifteen when we performed on Johnny Carson. Good Lord I was shaking in my boots in the dressing room,” she gave a mock shake of the shoulders, reliving the memory, “The only way I could get up there and sing was if I had smoked. Took the edge off.” Maya and Evan nodded in agreement, Y/n leaning into Maverick’s arms as he stood behind her chair. “I think it was after we toured in ‘85 for ‘Love Is The Eighth Deadly Sin,’ that I could perform without anything. Though I still did it at times,” her smile fell into more of a sad expression, adding, “and unfortunately being in the industry at that time, and being so young, we were exposed to other things.”

She didn't have to explain to the aviators, for it was public knowledge when they read up on the band during their drive that Y/n, Ronnie and Danny had admitted to experimenting in the 80s with cocaine. It was common in that era, with many artists and actors in Hollywood able to get their hands on it easily. For Y/n, it was the frontman of another rock group she’d been romantically linked to who introduced her to the drug. Thankfully nothing ever happened that caused a big scandal or had the members needing professional help. They had their family, the support of their crew and each other so they never let anyone fall too deep to where they couldn’t get back up.

“But we survived,” Maya emphasizes, beaming at her husband, “and it sure has been one hell of a ride since. I can’t wait for November—I think I’m more excited for the induction ceremony than I was for the Super Bowl.” Evan goes on to playfully reject the claim, insisting his wife was way more excited about getting that call over 20 years ago than the news just last month about the Hall of Fame.

Y/n just shakes her head with fondness, leaning more into Maverick, who kisses the top of her head.

“Brings back memories, huh? Here at the Staples Center again after so many years.”

“Yeah,” he says softly, his friends chatting with the guitarist and bassist. “I just wish Ice and Slider were here. Then it would really be a blast from the past.”

“I saw Slider when we played in Florida. He brought the whole family—it was amazing.”

“Yeah he called me afterwards. Said you guys put on the best show of the year,” his lips curled up, leaning more towards her ear, “he also told me you threw in a song in the set I was going to get a kick out of.”

Y/n mirrored his smile, eyes full of mischief, “Oh you will, but I ain’t saying nothing, hot stuff. You’ll have to wait for when it comes up.”

“Can’t wait,” he chuckles, kissing her cheek lovingly.

Roughly ten minutes later the stage manager was rushing over, “We’re down to t-minus twenty till showtime people—we gotta start clearing!” Immediately the band are hurrying to say their goodbyes. Y/n practically runs to find the person needed to take the group to their seats. When she does, they hand out the passes to each person, “Julius is going to take you all up to the room. It’s gonna be one of the VIP boxes, the closest to the stage I believe, and it should have sodas, water, alcohol, and food. But if you need anything then just run it by him.”

They all spit out words of gratitude, blown away by the special treatment they were receiving. Y/n takes her time to hug each one of the pilots, who wish her good luck and thank her again for everything. Rooster lets his hug linger a bit longer, as does Maverick who brings the woman into a passionate kiss. “Thank you for doing this, baby. I owe you.”

“It’s your birthday, Pete. You know I would do anything to make you happy,” she lowers her voice into his ear, kissing the area just below, “Sorry it couldn’t be like the good ole days when I would sneak you into my dressing for some fun.” His hands squeeze her hips, sighing at the memories as she giggled.

“There’s still the after party,” he warns her, tone thick with something she knew all too well.

“I’m well aware, hot stuff.”

They share another kiss. And another. And another before Y/n pushes him away at the teasing shouts of everyone around them, Pete bidding good luck to her and the band before he sets off with the group. Rooster nudges him, smirking at the retired pilot, “well that kiss sure would motivate anyone about to go on stage.”

“Don’t start, Bradley.”

By the time they reached the room, they could literally feel the rumble of the crowd when the lights in the arena shut off. “Holy shit,” Mickey said, the first to open the balcony door of the room where they would view the show. Inside were couches, chairs, tvs, and refreshments. Coyote had his phone out, videoing the scene for his instagram story as they all grabbed beers and water before taking spots on the balcony.

The sight was surreal. The stage was to their left and extended out, splitting the floor in half. Approximately 20,000 people could fit in the Staples Center, and from the looks of it 20,000 people were in attendance. It was a sold out show after all. People from all age groups were there. Hell Bob swore he saw some young kids on the shoulders of their parents. The most were obviously the older crowd who likely grew up in the 80s, but there were definitely college kids and Millennials.

It got louder and louder when the two minute countdown appeared on the Jumbotron, along with a video montage of the band. Some clips showed them when they were first starting out up to them preparing for the reunion tour. As it drew closer to zero, the video showed a pre-taped montage of each member taking their place on stage. Maya wrapping the strap of her bass around her shoulder, Evan with his guitar. Ronnie taking place in front of the keyboard and Danny sitting at his drums. Lastly Y/n strutted up to the microphone, the clock hitting zero the moment her hand raises in the air and the arena goes black.

Not even a second passes before Evan’s opening guitar riff sends the crowd roaring. It was the opening to, ‘Thunderstruck,’ a song that literally was in almost every modern day action movie known to man. It was hilarious to see the guys and Phoenix lose their shit, recognizing the iconic song. There was a black curtain keeping the actual stage hidden from everyone's view, but chills came onto everyone’s arms when Y/n’s voice filled their ears

“I was caught in the middle of a railroad track.” The crowd echoed the ‘Thunder,’ with the band. “I looked ‘round and I knew there was no turning back.”

“THUNDER!” The squad shouted, fist pumping and beginning to dance. Already they knew it was going to be the best night of their lives.

When the curtain gave way as Y/n hit the chorus of the song, the audience literally exploded, increasing in volume when she shouted into the mic, “Los Angeles let me hear you!!!!” The camera’s were glued to her as she strutted down the middle of the stage where it split the floor. Her voice carried with each lyric, living up to the hype and sounding as though it was still 1985.

Nat—scratch that all of the guys, especially Maverick, were in awe. Jaws dropped, except Rooster who was living his best life having experienced a Y/n & the Romantics show as a teenager. Now as an adult man the aviator was overjoyed seeing his second mom performing on stage again with her best friends.

“Cap, your wife is the coolest person on earth!” Hangman shouted against the loud music. Maverick simply beamed, eyes never leaving his wife, “I know.”

When the song came to an end, Y/n sighed lovingly, “Ahhh it’s good to be back. We’ve missed you all dearly. Did you miss us?” She paused, screams igniting before adding, “That’s what I’m talking about, baby. It’s been twenty years since we last performed here at the Staples Center in Los Angeles, and we’d like to thank you all immensely for welcoming us back. We’ve worked hard the past two years putting this show together for you, the fans. For all of you regardless if you’re just discovering us, or have been rockin since 1979.”

The energy was off the charts the entire concert. Y/n was feeding off of it on stage, and in turn her presence was feeding the crowd. In between sets she interacted with her friends/bandmates, often coming close to those on the floor to ask how they were.

“You having fun tonight?” Everyone nodded frantically, a woman close to the stage shouting, “So much fun! We love you!”

“We love you too, doll. Don’t worry the night is just getting started.” After the first couple songs Y/n informs the crowd, “I hope you all don’t mind, but as you know this is the ‘Rockin’ Down Memory Lane’ tour,” cheers erupted from every angle, “so as a treat for you fine folks this evening, we won’t just be rockin down our own memory lane. We wanna give some shoutouts to some of the greats rock music has ever seen, and some of the friends we made being a part of this world thanks to all of you. And what better way to start than by kicking it off with the song that got us discovered in the first place.”

The audience was going crazy, die hard fans knowing damn well what song the rockstar was referring to. “Whoooo!!!” Coyote felt the chills when Y/n belted out the opening of ‘Cry Baby’ by Janis Joplin. “Damn girl, sing it!” One of the hardest songs to sing, Y/n had so much emotion it nearly brought a tear to some of their eyes. Rooster brought his finger to his mouth to whistle when the song finished.

The band would do three more of their songs or a medley before covering another artist/group. “Y’all may have heard the rumor…..of the special club we’re being invited to join this fall,” Y/n smirked, hand on her hip next to Maya. Cheering indicated the crowd were aware of the news. “We’re not the only ones. Some friends of ours were also invited. You may have heard of them….Duran Duran?” She pauses to let them scream, the woman chuckling before bringing the mic back to her lips. “They just played recently at the Garden and gave a special rendition of our ‘Highway To Hell,’….so we thought to return the favor,” pausing again, Y/n nods to her band where they begin their cover of ‘Hungry Like The Wolf,’ sending the audience into a frenzy.

“I fucking love this song!!” Nat screams excitedly, passing her beer to Rooster so she could freely dance without worrying about spilling it. The outfit she wore likely cost more than her college tuition. She’d be damned if she let anything happen to it.

“Darken the city, night is a wire,” The smile never left Y/n’s face, “Steam in the subway, earth is afire.” Chills happened along her arms when the entire stadium echoed, “do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do.”

She couldn’t wait to see how the guys of Duran Duran, who she and the Romantics were lucky to call friends, react to them singing their song. On Twitter she hinted at wanting to do another collaboration after seeing the video of the band perform their ‘Highway To Hell’. In 1988 the two groups released a single together, topping the Billboard charts for nearly 30 weeks. Plus both were being inducted in November to the Rock ‘N’ Roll Hall of Fame. Surely it would the collab of the century if they did.

Halfway through the show they took an intermission. During that time everyone had a bathroom break, ate some of the food provided and grabbed more drinks. Thankfully Mav did inform them Y/n’s managers got them hotel rooms not too far from the venue so they didn’t have to worry about driving back to San Diego late. When the band returned on stage for the second half of the show it appeared they had changed outfits. Y/n now sported black leather shorts that ended midthigh with fishnets tucked into her leather knee-high boots and a cropped Def Leppard shirt. The sides were cut out showing off her lace bodysuit beneath it. They went straight into songs from their ‘Love & Thunder’ era that took place in the early 90s.

Not too long after she was flagged down by the stage manager, Rick, who was in front of the floor barricade. “What do we have here?” She hummed curiously, taking the two evelopes from him. Rick shouted that it was from the couple directly behind him, who were waving frantically at the singer. The envelop on top said ‘read first.’ Confirming she could read it aloud, Y/n brought the audience to a low tone so everyone could hear.

“Dear Y/n, Maya, Evan, Ronnie, and Danny,” she read off into the mic, glancing to her friends who appeared just as curious as her. “Our names are Damien and Alana Michaels, we’re both 31 years old and met six years ago because of our shared love for your music,” Y/n awed, beaming at the couple then laughed when the letter followed, “We met at a record store and practically fought over the last copy of your limited edition vinyl of ‘Rock n Rollin to Heaven’. We were over the moon when you announced the reunion tour and feel we’ve come full circle tonight seeing as that we fell in love because your music has been an influencial part of our lives. Alana is five months pregnant with our first child,” cheering erupted, causing Y/n to speak louder into the microphone with a giant grin, “Would you do us the honor in revealing the gender of our baby?”

Y/n let the crowd scream for a moment before calming them down again, settling her gaze on the couple, “This envelope right here,” she holds up the unopened document, “has the gender of your baby?”

“Yes!” Alana shouts in glee while Damien nods, mirroring his wife’s expression.

“Give me one moment, honey—don’t go anywhere.” The stadium watches the rockstar rush to her friends, calling them over away from the mics to have a quick chat. Opening the envelope, the camera catches their reaction for the screen and they all talk for a moment before taking back their respective places.Y/n runs over to the couple again, a little out of breath, “Alright! Alana, Damien, congratulations are in store. You are bringing a new life into the world, and the Romantics and I think the best way for you to welcome them is by singing this song when they arrive,” she then looks to the crows, “To anyone who knows the words, feel free to sing along. On three guys,” she points to her friends and counts off, “One…two…three!”

“Isn’t she lovely?” Alana visibly broke into tears while Damien jumps up and down in joy. The band where harmonizing with the frontwoman, the stadium so loud it was hard to hear at times, but thankfully the speakers were at full amp to hear them sing. The couple embraced each other, consumed with happiness at the news. “Isn’t she wonderful?”

“Isn’t she precious?” Staples Center practically echoed with 20,000 people singing Stevie Wonder’s song. Y/n grinned, loving ever second of the coordinated tune. “Less than one minute old.”

“I never thought,” Y/n belted out, “through love we’d be.”

“Making one as lovely as she.”

“But isn’t she lovely, made from love,” Drawing out the ‘love’ Y/n finished the verse by shouting against the screams, “IT’S A GIRL!” Handing back the envelope with the gender to Rick, Y/n asked if she could keep the letter to which the couple agreed. Pocketing it in her shorts, Y/n says, “Congratulations Alana and Damien! Thank you for allowing us to be a part of this exiting moment. On behalf of the Romantics and everyone in attendance, we wish you the absolute best on bringing your daughter into the world and may she be blessed with joy all her life….and maybe unleash her inner rockstar from time to time,” laughter erupted, “give it up for Alana, Damien, and Baby girl Michaels!!”

Fifteen more minutes pass of the band performing their songs before taking a five minute break to set up for their next cover.

“Alright,” Y/n takes a breath, walking down the end of the extended stage. “This next trip down memory lane, has me want to ask you all a question. Ready to hear it?” When they respond with an echo, ‘yes!!’ Y/n allows the smirk to appear, “Do you guys have that one song…that you would call, your stripper song?” A laugh escapes her by the increase in volume from the sold out arena. She could just picture what looks her husband received from his former students. “You know that one song that has you thinking, ‘Gosh give me a pole and I will work it better than anyone has before,’ that kind of song?” Y/n stops halfway through the long stretch of platform, glancing around to the various sections of people.

“I would like to sing for you my stripper song—o-oh okaaaay that’s a nice reaction,” she chuckled, winking at a few spectators on the floor who were like, ‘Hell yeah!’ Pointing a finger out to a random direction, she says with a knowing look, “Now if this happens to be your stripper song too, don’t you get naked—this ain’t that kind of show,” laughter fills her ears, “Plus there's children here tonight, so technically this is a family show. So I would like to apologize now to the parents, but then again, this is a fucking rock show,” the cheers escalated, agreeing with the woman on what she was about to say, “So if you didn’t want them to see us in our element, you should’ve left them at home. But please, for the love of God, keep your clothes on if this song happens to get you in the same mood it gets me. Ready guys!”

“We're ready, babe!” Maya shouts with Evan, Danny and Ronnie giving a thumbs up.

“Step inside!” Y/n yells into the mic.

“Walk this way!” They shout into their own.

“You and me babe!”

“Hey! Hey!”

unworldly, was the way best to describe the Staples Center when the opening chords of Def Leppard’s ‘Pour Some Sugar On Me,’ sounded through the speakers. No wonder she wore the band’s shirt, hinting they were going to cover one of their songs at some point. Fans went crazy when Y/n did some of her iconic moves like crawling on the floor, flipping her hair back and forth and even usuing the mic stand as though it was a pole. She was in her element, the stage was truly where she shined.

Some of the guys were hollaring, patting Maverick on the back with knowing looks. The older man was blushing mad when they realized something was on his mind with the way he was staring at his wife. It didn’t help Y/n was biting her lip, running her hands along her body during the ‘Sugar me sweet,’ line. The camera was glued to her the entire performance.

“I know that look!” Hangman pointed out the Captain’s expression.

“Yeah, Mav, if you plan to sneak off to the dressing room after the show, don’t worry we won’t say anything.”

The band went straight into ‘Hollywood Nights,’ by Bob Seger as way to pay homage to the fact they were performing in Los Angeles, Hollywood not too far away. Jake was a big fan of the song and Rooster videoed the pilot dancing his heart out, spinning Nat around at times as they belted the lyrics.

Coming down to the final 30 minutes of the show, Y/n called the crowds attention, “This next song….is dedicated to someone very special in the audience. He’s turning 60 tomorrow and I’m celebrating twenty years of marriage with him in October.” Her smile became wider at the cheers, walking to the side of the stage closest to where Pete and the gang were.

“That’s you, my man!” Rooster playfully shakes Mav, the squad cheering when the camera pans to him. Giving a little wave, Pete blows a kiss to Y/n, who pretends to catch it.

“Captain Pete ‘Maverick’ Mitchell everyone,” she pauses lightly, “With him tonight is someone who is practically our son—Lord knows I treat him like one,” Rooster does a little dance, the camera zooming out from Mav to capture the aviator next to him. “And some of his former students, the Navy’s finest fighter pilots, who I like to call his, ‘Dagger ducklings.’” The squad awed at the nickname, Fanboy and Coyote hugging up on the man.

“Does this mean you’re our papa duck, Mav?”

“Imma let y’all in on a little secret,” Y/n leans into the mic with a whisper, “That whole thing about us breaking up in the 90s? Yeah, it didn’t happen.” Laughing, Y/n stands back straight, “Right now I’m feeling a little sentimental. Pete and I actually met at a bar about two blocks away after we played here in 1989. It was there he….to put it lightly, swooned me like nobody had ever done before.” Dropping his head onto the railing, Pete’s shoulders shook as he laughed, the memory of that night replaying in his mind. “Maya knows what I’m talking about.”

“Sure do,” the bassist replied. “I think he put on better show than we did.”

“Oh God,” Maverick put a hand to his mouth to cover his grin. So many emotions were flooding him. Mostly warmth, but a tad of embarrassment.

If only Ice and Goose were here to see this.

“He sure did. And tonight I wanna take him and I down memory lane. So ladies and gentlemen, this is for anyone who’s lost that lovin’ feeling.”

Words couldn’t describe what Pete felt listening to Y/n sing, ‘You’ve Lost That Lovin’ Feeling.’ Maya and Ronnie provided the back up vocals, harmonizing with Y/n during the chorus. The entire time she sang Y/n was swaying and keeping her body faced to the section Pete was at. The two connected eyes at times, lost in each other’s gaze causing the two to feel the love radiate one another.

She sounded so beautiful. Of course it was well known Y/n was very versatile with her music and voice. She could take it high and low, mellowing out for a slow tune. There was a lot of soul in her and the band, which is not surprising since they starting in Atlanta. They grew up on blues, jazz, and classic rock. Inspired by the greats like Billie Holiday, B.B King, Janis Joplin, Elvis, Little Richard, and the Mama’s & Papas.

Pete cheered the loudest in their group when the song came to end, whistling along with Rooster. Y/n blew him a kiss, “Never lose that lovin’ feeling with me, honey.”

Not too long after it came time for the final number. “Imma need ‘Dirty Diana’ for this one,” Y/n announced, moving to the middle of the stage where the mic stand was. A crew member appeared from the side, handing over a neon green Fender Stratocaster. She pulled the strap over her shoulder, “Los Angeles, as we come to tonight’s closing I want you to know you all have, without a doubt, been the best crowd ever. L.A, you know how to bring the energy and we can’t thank you enough for what a blast it’s been playing for you all. What a way to end our tour—can’t believe it’s already over, but fear not…we’re not going anywhere anytime soon.”

Evan, Maya, Ronnie, and Danny all say a few words, then they all thank their managers, crew, friends, and family for allowing them to put on a great show. Lastly they thank the fans in an tearfelt speach, finishing it off telling everyone to have a safe journey back home and to keep rockin n rolling. Y/n closes it out with, “Los Angeles sing this last one with us. It’s been a long way to the top,” the screams got louder, “but worth every damn second.”

Staples Center erupted, Y/n letting her hands work magic on the guitar as she played the opening riff of ‘It’s A Long Way To The To (If You Wanna Rock ‘N’ Roll) .’ Then Evan came in his riffs followed by Danny’s drums. Maya and Y/n banged their head together, leaning toward one as they feed off each other’s energy.

“Oh shit!” Payback whistled, shaking his shoulder along to the beat. This was a song he used to dance to in college with his buddies. It brought back memories for the pilot, nostalgia filling him just like it was to many in the crowd.

“Ridin’ down the highway. Goin’ to a show. Stop in all the byways. Playin’ rock ‘n’ roll.”

“Gettin’ robber, gettin’ stoned, gettin’ beat up. Broken-boned. Gettin’ had, gettin’ took. I’ll tell you, folks, it’s harder than it looks.”

Pretty much everyone shouted the lyrics in the chorus, one of the most recognizable ones in music history.

“It’s a long way to the top if you wanna rock ‘n’ roll!”

“It’s a long way to the top if you wanna rock ‘n’ roll!”

It went crazy during Y/n’s solo that had all the pilot’s, minus Mav & Rooster, jaws drop. The entire show she hadn’t played the guitar much save for maybe two songs, but it was not to the absolute greatness she was displaying now. Evan guitar solos were off the chain, as were Danny’s drums. Then they had Ronnie tearing it up on the keys with Maya crowning herself the queen of the bass. The voice of the band, Y/n showed she was as talented with the instrument as she was putting lyrics to paper and belting them out for her heart’s desire.

They truly were one of the greatest rock bands to exist.

Even after the song ended they were going hard on the instruments, finishing the show with a literally bang. Lights were flashing, every single person on their feet, Danny and Evan hitting one last solo and instilling the moment as one for the history books.

“Thank you, Los Angeles!! We’ll see you next time! Good night and keep on rockin’!!”

11:58 pm, two blocks away at Melvin’s Planet Enterprise Bar

“Feels like deja vu,” Y/n laughed, dancing with Pete to the tune of ‘When Doves Cry’ in the familiar bar. Though it had a new name and owner, it still gave the same effect as it did in 1989. This time, however, there were posters of Y/n & the Romantics, one of which was signed and framed just above the jukebox playing classic hits and even some of theirs.

Y/n had changed out of her clothes again, wearing black jeans and tank top with a blue leather jacket that had studs and chains attached to the sides. Her makeup had been touched up, hair pulled in a ponytail. It was almost comical how the scene was just like that night in ‘89 with blue strobe lights shining down on them, making her look illuminated.

The dagger squad were in their own little world, dancing and drinking with each other and the band’s crew members. Jake was getting along quite well with someone from Y/n’s glam team, Nat chatting with a member of the security. Then there was Coyote dancing with the oldest daughter of Maya and Evan. They had rented out the place after the show, everyone hauling ass to celebrate the end of the tour. All grown up, the children of the Romantics could enjoy the night as well, not having to worry about being underage now that the youngest of the bunch had turned 21 the previous month.

When they arrived the party was in full blast, Rooster pulling Y/n to the dance floor to share a dance. Then they duetted ‘Great Balls of Fire,’ with him on the piano. Everyone sang at the top of their lungs. Pete held Y/n, head banging with her at the ‘Mine! Mine! Mine!’ bit and sneaking kisses during, ‘kiss me, baby!’

When her feet started to hurt from standing, Y/n sat in Pete’s lap and nursed a cocktail while they chatted with Hondo and Ronnie’s wife. Over in a corner Bob was on the phone with his family after his sister saw Phoenix’s instagram story, “You saw Y/n & the Romantics tonight!?! How the hell did you manage to get tickets—they were sold out!”

“Uhh….you remember my instructor from that mission awhile back? Turns out he’s marrried to Y/n L/n.”

“WHAT!?! Pete Mitchell was your instructor!?” Bob swore his mother about went into cardiac arrest, screaming when Y/n appeared on screeen after he politely asked if she would mind saying hello to his mother. The rockstar of course said yes, she loved interacting and meeting supporters. They were the reason she got to live her dream. Bob nearly cried seeing his mother in tears, overcome with emotion at the fact she was meeting her favorite singer of all time. After the call ended Y/n gave the WSO a tour program she had all the members sign, “give this to your momma for me. Tell her I hope to see her on the next tour.”

The dagger squad were literally becoming Y/n’s adoptive children by the second. Mickey couldn’t believe he got her to do a tiktok with him, then she had a shot of tequila with Reuben. As Nat danced the woman hyped her up with Maya and she had a semi dance off with Javy. Throughout the night stories were told about meeting Princess Diana in 1995, playing in New York on New Year’s Eve of 1999, the Super Bowl, and their iconic performance at the first MTV video music awards in 1984. They were like children gathered by the Christmas tree listening to her read a book. All they could think was how cool she was and the fact the band had truly changed the world of music over their spand of 40 years.

Prince’s iconic ‘When Doves Cry’ started to play just before midnight and it was like slow motion for the rockstar, moving to her husband who was already staring at her with the same expression. Now they really were back in 1989.

“It does,” Mav beamed at his wife, the song hitting it’s second verse. “Only thing missing are the cameras flashing, Ice and Slider sending me a thumbs up, and jealous looks from patrons.” His words make her giggle, throwing her head back slightly.

“Ice is definitely giving you a thumbs up with Goose,” her voice turns soft, stroking the side of his neck, “Bradley’s got his phone out. No doubt videoing us as I speak. He knows how significant this song is.”

“Remind me to have him send me it,” he tells her, dipping her suddenly causing her to squeal. Lips press to her cheek when he pulls her back up.

“Wanna know something though, hot stuff?”

“What?”

The light hitting her eyes shows off the mischief matching her smirk, “This time ‘round, you won’t just be getting a kiss goodnight. You actually get to take me home.” Thank god the lighting hid the color of his face, otherwise she would get a good look at how red it was.

It didn’t stop her from seeing the smile however, Mav shaking his head playfully. He didn’t have to reply for her to know what he was thinking. Just his laugh was enough.

As the clock stuck midnight, Y/n brought him into a sweet kiss, “Happy Birthday, Pete. I love you so much.”

“I love you too, baby. Thank you.”

The rest of the night was filled with celebration, not just for the epic end of the tour and impending induction as Rock ‘N’ Roll hall of famers, but also the life of the Navy’s most famous pilot. Until it came time to leave, not a single minute was wasted in having the best night of their lives.

All of which happened because two souls decided to go to the same bar after a concert. One a spectator, the other the performer. Both who made names of themselves in their own right, embedding their legacy forever for generations to come. It took a hell of a time to do it, but as one knows….it’s a long way to the top you wanna rock ‘n’ roll.

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Pole Position (Formula 1 x lectora)

Resumen: Tania comenzaba a hacerse de un nombre, pero entrar al mundo automovilistico tan de repente y a medio año no le aseguraba un lugar. Mary le conseguiría uno. Lo construiría de ser necesario.

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Antes de su cumpleaños número 19, Tania ya se había hecho de un nombre. O mejor dicho de un apodo.

Tato Cabrales.

La joven entró al TC como suplente, solo unas fechas cuando su piloto designado se lesionó. Pero su nombre quedó grabado entre los fanáticos.

La chica salida de la nada, la más bajita de la lista y sin una misera carrera previa ganó contra toda probabilidad. Y lo volvió a hacer. Una y otra vez.

"Toma las curvas con una naturalidad increible"

"Ella misma arma y acondiciona el auto, eso le da la ventaja"

"Es una lástima que solo esté de suplente"

La lista de corredores para el próximo año ya estaba cerrada, asi que Tania no estaría en el TC2000 de ese año por llegar.

—Es una lástima... ¿Y si compramos un lugar?—Mary miró emocionada a la chica, quien negó enseguida.

—No podría quitarle el lugar a nadie, son mis ídolos ¿Qué tipo de fan sería por hacer eso? Además, me ganaría el odio de los seguidores del TC.—suspiró apenas—. Si voy a llegar, será como corresponde.—

Mary la miró pensativa, intentando buscar una solución a todo aquello.

Tania debía correr, a toda costa debía ponerla en un auto para el próximo año. Era simpática, talentosa... Era querible, y en ese ámbito, tener ambas cualidades era vital para que un corredor sea rentable. Pero Tania ya tenía 19, y en el mundo automovilístico, a esa edad ya debería estar acentuada en algún lado. Apareció de prepo, sin una trayectoria. Su base era pobre, debía empezar a construirse de un perfil. Mary quería apostar por eso, veía el potencial. Podrían ganar mucho dinero, más reputación al menos.

O hacerse de una...

—Dijiste que mirabas el TC con tu padre ¿Verdad?—Tania la miró confundida por la repentina pregunta—. ¿Qué otro tipo de carreras te gustaban?—

—¿Un equipo de Formula 1, Mary? ¿No ves lo descabellado que suena eso?—Aquel hombre miraba a la jefa en la punta de la mesa, exaltado por la repentina idea—. Es mucho dinero, y estamos a medio año. Ya firmamos como proveedores de motores para 2026, podemos solo-

—Proveeremos motores, pero también pondremos un equipo.—la mujer se inclinó un poco sobre la mesa—. Hace años que es una idea analizada y nunca la han cumplido. Es momento de agregar la Fórmula 1 a nuestra lista. TC, NASCAR, Rally... Podemos sumar uno más, hace años no ganamos nada relevante.—

—... ¿Esto es por la niña?—uno de los inversores la miró con severidad—. Sé que es buena, pero hacer tal locura es muy impulsivo.—

—No es solo por ella, es por la empresa.—Mary se levantó—. General Motors irá a la Formula 1, eso no se discutirá más.—

Cuando Mary llegó cierta tarde al taller de Tania en Michigan, llegó con un proyecto nuevo.

Diseñarían un prototipo de Formula 1. Motor y carrocería.

Para Tania era un sueño. Accedió sin dudar.

Lo que la chica no sabía, era que estaba trabajando en su propio auto. Casi muere de emoción al recibir la noticia de que correría para General Motors.

—Es mucho tiempo. Entro a Formula 4, hasta que logre subir y conseguír la super licencia... Sería más fácil esperar el próximo año para el TC y ya.—Tania revisaba los reglamentos necesarios, frustrada por la vaga idea de todo el tiempo que necesitaría para siquiera pisar el campeonato.—

—¿"Más fácil? ¿Desde cuándo prefieres lo más fácil?—Mary le quitó aquella libreta—. Olvídate de la Formula 4.—Tania enarcó una ceja—. Empezarás en la 2... pero confío en que lo harás bien.—

—No podré tocar mi auto ¿No?—

—Me temo que no, no podrás intervenir el vehículo... Pero puedes asistir a las reparaciones. Algo es algo.—Mary la tomó de los hombros, presionándolos con cariño—. General Motors entrará a la Formula 1, y todo porque tú me inspiraste. Así que déjame construirte la oportunidad, tú solo corre... corre lo más rápido que puedas.—Tania sonrió, abrazándola con fuerzas—. Y gana, que invertimos un dineral en todo esto.—

A pesar de que en el TC Tania se adaptó enseguida, en la Formula 2 era muy diferente. Acostumbrarse a los monoplazas le costó bastante, sin mencionar el entrenamiento mucho más riguroso que establecían.

Aún asi, daba todo de sí para mejorar día a día.

La idea era correr para General Motors, pero en la Formula 2 no había nada de bandos. Todos tenían el mismo equipo, el mismo vehículo. Estaban en igualdad de situación, por lo que la victoria dependía por completo del piloto.

El hecho de ser mujer y además ser sponsoreada por una empresa tan importante como lo era General Motors hizo que la joven llamara la atención enseguida. Pero solo por eso, porque su desempeño inicial no fue la gran cosa. Eso la hizo pasar horas y horas en los simuladores practicando, lugar donde conoció a su primer gran amigo del ámbito. Ollie Bearman.

—De verdad... Siento que es un autito de juguete ¿Por qué el volante es así? Es una mierda...—Ollie rió bajito al ver a la chica salir del simulador maldiciendo frustrada—. De verdad, es estresante... ¿No puedo ponerle un volante redondo como dios manda?—

—Sabes que no, no se puede.—el chico le alcanzó una botella de agua—. Son monoplazas, no uno de esos que manejabas en tu pais.—

—... Podría plantearlo con Mary...—

—Primero asegúrate de ganar algo, luego quéjate del auto.—

—Auch, golpe directo... Solo por eso te destrozaré el sábado.—

—Suerte con eso...—

Para cuando Tania pudo finalmente juntar los puntos y experiencia necesaria para el pase a Formula 1, todavía tenían otro gran problema. Aún no tenía compañero. General Motors debutaría finalmente en Monaco en unos meses, y a pesar de que la joven creía que lo más probable era que su gente buscaría fichar a Oliver, el chico fue tomado por Ferrari. Eso la decepcionó un poco, pues de verdad se imaginaba corriendo a su lado. Pero entendía que todo era beneficio en ese ámbito. Fue así que siguieron buscando a alguna otra joven promesa. Y entonces Franco apareció.

—¿Amargo o dulce?—

—Dulce.—

—... Bueno, pero a mi me gusta amargo.—

—Ah, ¿Para qué me preguntas entonces? Sali, no quiero nada.—Franco rió por lo bajo, finalmente poniéndole azúcar al mate y alcanzándole a la chica que desarmaba aquel motor en el garage—. ¿Decís que hoy hagan pública la noticia de nuestra incorporación? Ya me esta volviendo loca todo esto del secretismo.—

A pesar de que General Motors ya estaba confirmado como proveedor de motores, la noticia de que creó su propia escudería aún no se había hecho pública. Era un secreto, uno más que comentado en el ámbito.

—Todavia tenemos tiempo... No te amargues por esas cosas.—Franco tomó el mate devuelto—. Yo con saber que tengo equipo y un lugar asegurado, hago magia como Fangio.—

—Bueno, no te infles tanto... ¿Vamos a comer hamburguesas hoy? Ollie y yo ya-

—Él sale con mi ex.—aquella repentina afirmación hizo que la chica se sorprendiera.

—¿La rubia?—Franco asintió—. ¿Por qué siempre se meten con gente del ámbito? Terminan pasando estas cosas. Que incómodo... ¿Verstappen no cria a la hija de otro o algo asi tambien?—

—Te fuiste por las ramas... Pero bueno, vamos a comer. Pero sin el roba novias.—

—No me creo que Oliver haya hecho eso. Es un bebé.—

—Bebé no es, bastante grandecito... ¿Vamos en bicicleta por las burgas?—

[stormvanari]

expanded info of Ethel, the Prohibition-era Golden Guard (so far):

[Bigender | He/Him, She/Her]

Best described as provident and ruthless, Ethel served as a double agent for Lord Belos and Yurei. She originally had three eyes, but one (hidden behind her hair) got burned in an alley fight and is replaced by an oracle gem provided by Yurei to establish two-way contact between it and the GG.

Due to Belos’ influence, Ethel was originally submissive and loyal to the coven and it took a while for Yurei to build trust to the GG since she was the key to acquire intel of Belos’ inner circle.

When enough trust was built, Ethel was welcomed into Yurei’s base and her mask began to slip to reveal a stammering cryptographer. Regardless, she was hesitant to work with “wild witches” until Yurei shared its perspective of them while nursing a bleeding Ethel after the alley fight mentioned above.

As a result, the GG rose through the ranks as Yurei’s right hand and her loyalty to Belos began to falter. Moreover, she dutifully gathered as much intel to take down the coven even if it means to mercilessly sweep Belos’ guards.

Unfortunately, Ethel’s work was suddenly cut when she was drugged by a fatal poison supplied by an unidentified assailant and was kidnapped back to Belos. The ex-GG was then dragged to the Skull and woke up to her new surroundings. There, a heated interrogation happened and that triggered a fight between Ethel and Belos.

The former, under the effects of the deadly poison, kept fighting until she finally succumbed to it and fell to her death into the skeleton pit.

For a century, Ethel’s ghost lurked in the pit with other dead GGs and Caleb. But she began to hunt the Skull’s main floors when Ethel learned of Yurei being inaugurated as a member of the Boiling Isles’ newest government, the Titan’s Council.

Only two TCs, Yurei and Cherry, can see Ethel’s ghost. Jasmine learned oracle magic from home to see his form. Furthermore, the GG mainly follows the Oracle Councilor around and helped it around after a tearjerking reunion. Although, Yurei insisted that Ethel takes a break and hang out in its office.

However, this inspired Caleb’s opinion for Ethel to “leave the nest” and live with the witch who had a positive impact in her life. Gleefully enthusiastic in the inside, Ethel immediately agreed with the decision and bid farewell to the skeleton pit.

Arriving to the Omikus’ house, his ghost was surprised that Yurei replaced him with a “new right hand,” Jasmine. There was an air of discomfort between her and Ethel, who didn’t hesitate to kick the Plant Councilor out of the house (spooking the shit out of her, but that failed since Jasmine is used to Yurei meeting with ghosts that come in). But this tension disturbed Yurei and it had to convince the GG that Jasmine did not pose as a threat, nor did she replace Ethel’s name.

“If you are uncomfortable at the idea of referring my daughter as your extended family, you are welcome to schedule visits with me. Your intention to push Jasmine out of the house is not ideal to make your stay here, Ethel.”

Ethel’s magenta eyes glowed at the word “daughter.” He was surprised but disappointed, yet he was willing to know more about Jasmine and her history with Yurei.

There’s an eerie similarity between their respective families, quoted for the GG: both Ethel and Jasmine came from well-respected, but strict caretakers and have dismissed their values. Additionally, they have met Yurei on their runs and took shelter with it.

So, Ethel made a deal with Jasmine to be an understanding roommate even if the Plant Councilor felt uneasy at the GG’s bloody (literally) history. For example, Ethel busied herself learning about the modern Boiling Isles such as Scrolls and Crystal Balls, which the latter drew the GG more towards.

Eventually, Ethel would form a bond with Cherry after discovering a shared disgust towards the coven’s “crap delicacy” (although alcohol is off limits for the GG) and become an honorary “10th Titan’s Councilor.”

Anyways, storytime over! Now for the facts:

• Ethel is strictly non-alcoholic after an assassination attempt on her.

• Like Yurei, Ethel likes speaking with “proper vocabulary,” being formal words. Although this was heavily enforced by the coven, Ethel still likes learning cool words. But...she may forget the meaning and not know what she was really trying to say.

• Ethel was once requested to wear a special suit to keep her spirit in and walk around with like Yurei. She shot down the idea since the GG would look ridiculous in a spirit suit.

• Ethel is often referred as Yurei’s “secretary” at work, although he doesn’t do actual paperwork himself rather the ghost organizes, cleans, and stand guard during graveyard shifts.

• Ethel is picky.

• Ethel hates being told to speed up and prefers to work on her own pace.

[cattytheartcat]

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That's all really lmao. Yeah I may have been in some shitty situations and been a dumb fuck of a kid but uh. I'm better now weehee

Also even though my account says "NSFW", it's moreso because I post/reblog (cartoon/drawn) gore and blood and violence. Yknow, creepy Grimmdark Creepypasta shit. I also post/reblog suggestive content, maybe even sexual humor, but I never post flat out porn (at least, not anymore). Do NOT follow me if you're expecting trans fetish bullshit or cheap PornHub shit. I don't do that shit.

Another thing I wanna add is that even though I'm anti-proship, I DONT CONDONE HARASSMENT AND DEATH THREATS. That's just as low as the proshippers themselves, you are no better. Most proshippers are a hive mind (teehee The Matrix reference go brr), yknow, saying the same shit; "antis should kay why ess!!", "Minors DNI unless you're an anti", "being anti [pedo, rape, incest, etc] = evangelical puritanism even though they mean actually bad shit not kink and sex in general!!", etc. They are hypocritical bastards that push and push until they can milk out "receipts" to publicly shame you.

If you're an anti but go out of your way to "prove them right about antis being horrible", you are not welcome here. You are the reason why people prefer proship rather than. You are the reason why we are seen as the "bad".

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Know me from petty immature drama? Here's some clarification!!

My stance with minors interacting with my accounts

My stance with Palestine [I also have a post about trying to support Palestine and Lahaina]

My response to the Pyro situation

My stance and response to Rashad

If you want more info or evidence for any of these DM me and we can talk it out like actual mature adults 👍

[librathefangirl]

Hey Libra! 👋

First of all I love your blog! And that icon makes me happy every time I see it :D

Second of all this is actually the THIRD time I’ve tried to type this ask. 😂😅 first time I was nervous. Then Tumblr deleted the second one seconds ago because it’s bad luck day I guess. The curse of the broken headphones is spreading. It killed my laptop charger an hour ago and is now directly deleting my writing. Is the universe trying to send me a sign? Luckily, I am not listening. Though I do tremble in fear

I am writing a SDS demon analysis essay inspired by zorria’s post that’s been circling around about Tristian and Io. I wanted to ask you if you’d like to give a special guest / character / concept mention that you'd like to see me ramble on about! I’ll research pretty much anything.

So far for writing topics we have: zeldris, cursed by light, ethics of our least favorite tryant parents and the consequences, the supreme dirty specifically making me concerned for the future of the goddess clan for 90 minutes, Elizabeth’s holy war shenanigans, and Jenna and Zaneri making me question the druids.

If you would like to submit a Thought to the “thinking about demons and what nakaba’s wild writing actually means for the worldbuilding” train please do!

None of our SDS mutuals have responded to me about this yet, so in the meantimeeee I'm writing a Pre Holy War fic because time to write my first fanfiction I guess! First two chapters are done and end on cliffhangers, inspired by your latest SDS fic which I love.

Featuring! TC Meliodas’s Questionable battle strategy, Zeldris being a literal brat (child Zel!) but a very smart one, the Ten Commandments doing their job well for once but behind the Demon King’s back, Fraudrin being forced into the role of NPC, the predecessors of the Six Knights of Black being even worse at their job than the ones the Sins best in prisoners of the sky, and the lack of goddess characters forcing me to come up with one on the spot. She has a randomly generalized name and her fate is undecided.

If you would like to submit a Thought to that as well, I'm all ears. In any case you and the mutuals can expect something interesting from me soon I guess.

Thanks for reading if you end up reading this. I have no idea now many asks you get on a daily basis.

Have a wonderful day!

Hey!! 👋 (I've been trying to answer this ask all day but I'm also helping my sister take care for my nephew who's sick at the moment and it's like I swear there were more hours in the day??)

Anyway! Glad you're enjoying my chaos ;) And the icon - that's exactly why I picked it! I just love that scene (no matter how brief it is) and always replay it so I can watch that smile again (so soft! so happy!) So I thought, hey why not make it so I get to see it everyday?

Oh no, not the Curse of the Broke Headphones! 😂 It really must be spreading tho. My standard video viewing program on my computer (that I prefer to use for my videos) just works like... 1 out of 10 times, for the past few days. No clue why. Kudos to you for being persistent! If you hadn't, I wouldn't have gotten this fun ask 😊 I feel you on the nerves though. I think I've only ever sent 1 ask. And that was to thank for hosting a whump event. And I know saying there's no need to be nervous is pretty pointless (because if you're like me you're gonna be nervous anyway) but just know you can write whatever to me. No judgement!

Okay. So, that essay sounds sooo interesting! And I... don't have anything specific in mind at the moment. (Like always, somebody asks me what's my thoughts on Topic are and I'm like... *cricket sounds*). But seriously, all those topics so far sound really good and interesting. Man, the SDS demons really are Something to think about, aren't they? Honestly, the demons, the goddesses, the first holy war are all so fascinating to think about. (And definitely something I wish had gotten explored more in canon). Like, take the goddess clan in that era for example (admittedly not something I think about as much as the demons but) and the SD's role in the war. Like obviously, as seen in Cursed by Light, she didn't want the holy war to end, wanting to keep her "game" and the balance between light and dark, but at the same time we have people like Ludociel, who is dead-set on not only ending the war but destroying all the demons. Actually, this goes for the DK and the demons too! Neither the Supreme Deity nor the Demon King wanted the holy war to end, yet had their best soldiers fighting tooth and nail to end it. It's just interesting to think about, how did their thought process work? The archangels and the Ten Commandments are their elite troops, right? And - what, they didn't actually expect them to win? Like what would have happened if one side had figured out a way to win that didn't include the disappearances of both demons and goddesses? So much to think about.

Oh! First fanfic, yay! I remember my first fanfic - or actually I don't. But I remember my first fanfic that I posted (not sure if that's the first I wrote or not). It was for Lab Rats over on FF.net back in 2016. (Oh, man, just typing that out made me feel old. Have I really been writing fanfics (on-and-off) for almost 7 years now?). To the surprise of absolutely no one it was angsty and family-centric.

And yeah, gotta write those cliffhangers ;) Happy to be of service (inspiration)! To share some excitement from my end as well, I am currently (as in as soon as I'm done typing this answer) working on chapter 2. So, hopefully I'll (finally) have that up soon!

Okay, let me tell you something: that fic sounds absolutely amazing! So many good things included. You've definitely got me intrigued already! And I feel you on the goddess character. I can't tell you how many times while writing my fics I've been like wait I need a goddess/demon character for this. And they need a name and an identity?? Not to mention the time I had to come up with a name for an entire dragon species. Thank god for name generators 😂 Usually I just generate names until I find one I like and then maybe change it a bit (like for the dragons where I swapped two letters around because I liked it better that way) or just take whatever name pops up in my head (that's sort of what I did for Mel's sister in my Dragon Meliodas AU; I took a name that popped up in my head and switched it up a bit to be more similar to Zeldris' for maximum angst). One time I even went: you know what, this goddess is a minor character, that's gonna flee the scene of the crime almost immediately and isn't really the point of the story, and then just didn't bother give her a name at all 😅 Actually! I'm in this spot right now too. I still haven't named my demon character in When the Past Comes Crashing, but it's okay so far. He's still an unknown mysterious demon to the readers, so I have time to figure it out 😂 😅

Anyway. Excited to see whatever you come up with! Also, this is like the fourth(?) ask I've gotten. Ever. So, yeah, there's always room in my inbox (or dm if you prefer) to come yell, rant or just chat with me about SDS, fics, or anything you want to 😊

Thank you for this amazing ask! And I hope you have a wonderful day as well!

[beautifully-lumpy]

the beautiful person's journal - #10: the second channel

here is a google doc for the lost 2nd channel videos i could salvage! i'll be discussing some of these in today's entry.

this google drive folder compiled by my fandom friend and fellow caddicarus veteran @linc-karo-27 includes the ASMR video and the only surviving (to my knowledge) archives of the two 2014 streams that were posted to the second channel. it also includes the may 2019 update video and the failed 2020 GITCY stream.

let's face it: the withdrawal between caddicarus uploads is REAL. we can only rewatch those banger videos so many times to the point where we can recite them in our sleep, and twitter rants and instagram posts can only do so much to satisfy our hunger.

but of course, we have our greatest option - the stream archive channel! hours upon hours upon hours of streams are saved here, ready for our enjoyment. and don't even get me started on the "best of" videos!

when you scroll down far enough, you'll come to find that this channel wasn't always a stream archive. you'll find old video archives, an attempted let's play series, discussion videos, shitposts, mishka spyro YTPMVs, and a 2013 tour of caddy's room in his parents' house. and it was gold.

for this entry, we're going to be discussing the history of this channel and how it got to where it is today!

before 2019, this second channel was known as...

🎵 CAAAA-DYYYY'S CON-UN-DRUMS! 🎵

first established on august 24th, 2013, with its first upload being on september 11th and its announcement video being uploaded to the main channel on september 13th, caddy's conundrums was the place for any random video to be uploaded, be it related to video games or not. this was where drum covers called home until 2017, and where drive thru reviews got its start before it was moved to the main channel in 2015.

one thing i always found interesting about this era of the channel was how the graphic design looked arguably better than the main channel's. the logo actually looked super cool and wasn't made in cooltext. there was also a thumbnail avatar specifically used for this channel as well!

the channel's content

the channel's first upload was the classic "a tour of the room", where caddy gives us a detailed tour of his room in his parents' house. it's a wonderful time capsule of retro caddicarus and it's still up to this day if you would like to give it a watch.

the next upload was the first episode of the series "regarding". regarding was a show where caddy would discuss anything related to pop culture or video games or youtube changes...

...wait a second, this sounds a bit familiar...this show just might as well have been a precursor to the now-unlisted rant series that was posted on the main channel through late 2019! of course, the presentation was not as clickbait-y or angry as the 2019 rant series, but it's interesting to look at both series and see how the approach to video-making had changed between those eras.

there was also the [NOSTALGIACAD] series - which was an archive of his pre-TCS vids from the main channel. before the banger 2020 caddicarus episode where he reacted to these vids, fans would simply just come across them by scrolling to the bottom of the second channel and seeing for themselves. when i was 12 and about a month in on the beautiful people train, i came across "the cleaning", and that's actually where i found out his last name is caddick. it was through a comment on the video but comments on it are now disabled for some weird reason. i think i also memorized the words to "he's the dog" as well. lmao.

caddy cussbottom was a one-off that was originally going to be a series. it was basically "you know what's bullshit?" but british. this is where i found out the name of the certified hood classic "combine harvester" song that's used in a lot of his vids.

there was some funny shitpost-type stuff, like this one where cerys' snake pixie escaped her terrarium or this one that's basically a spyro YTPMV with mishka the dog. i'm not gonna go into depth about every single one - because (almost) every single one is still up as i'm typing this!

in early 2015, caddy did a sponsored video for 1up box, which was like a knockoff lootcrate. this was such a cute video, and it was done in a very caddy fashion. although it deeply hurt my soul when caddy didn't recognize BMO and called him "the 1up box guy".

the channel also serves as an archive for the failed puppicarus series, which was canceled and uploaded to the second channel a month after its premiere. i'll go into more depth about that series in a future entry - let's just say there's a reason i didn't talk about it in the entry about 2012-16 side shows.

there's two more i'll talk about - first one being this ASMR video from june 2016. this was during the peak of the asagao academy fandom, and this normalboots/hidden block dating sim basically brought a bunch of old and new fans together on tumblr. and it just so happened that most of the normalboots/hidden block guys used tumblr at the time. these fans sent them all kinds of asks...and one meme involving the fans trying to get them to make ASMR videos started up at one point. caddy declared on this post that if he got 5,000 notes, he'd make an ASMR video. and we all impressively got him there. yes, i also did daily reblogs on my old (now-deactivated) account. to people outside of tumblr, this video was out of left field, even for him. but it was the funniest shit ever. and it was privated in 2019. sigh.

there was also a video of bloopers from the tweenies video - and the bloopers consisted entirely of brutalmoose stumbling over his lines for the cameo. it's iconic. this was also sadly privated in 2019.

the decline

the channel was most utilized from 2013 to around mid-2015 as an outlet for drum covers, random topic discussions, shitposts, quick game reviews, and a brief stream archive - only 2 streams from 2014 were archived, and they can be found in karo's folder i linked at the top of the post.

2015 got off to an active start for the channel - we had the 1up box video, a regarding episode about the two spider-man movie actors, the aforementioned spyro YTPMV, and a video where caddy comments on how microsoft screwed up solitaire on windows 8. these videos were all uploaded between february and april, and after that, the channel went radio silent until puppicarus was archived in january 2016. after that, the ASMR video was posted that june, and the brutalmoose outtakes were posted in january 2017...and that was it for caddy's conundrums. so what happened?

well, to put it shortly, it was time constraints, the migration of drive thru reviews to the main channel in 2015, and the establishment of the caddy show.

now that caddy was producing two videos a week for the main channel in 2015, extensive amounts of time just couldn't be poured into the second channel anymore. and this would ESPECIALLY become more apparent during the reign of the 3-day-a-week schedule come 2016-18. around this same time, he would stop streaming, and he wouldn't stream again until after the retool in 2020.

the caddy show came along to the main channel in 2017 and would become a new outlet for...drum covers, random topic discussions, shitposts, and quick game reviews. this was another huge factor in the second channel's decline - the main channel started doing everything the second channel did. and so, the second channel declined.

...but it obviously wouldn't be that way forever.

the rejuvenation

around spring 2019, the name of the second channel was mysteriously re-named "caddy plays". there were initially no announcements or branding changes, just a random name change. we also saw the privating of the 9 drive thru reviews episodes that released on the channel - unfortunately, i could only salvage three of them. the drum covers were also privated for some insane reason.

this would later be officially acknowledged in a main channel update video in may. one of the announcements in that video was the announcement of let's plays, a first in caddicarus history. in the past, he'd expressed his disinterest in doing let's plays. but in 2019, he changed his mind, and in june, an n sane trilogy let's play began, with the videos being edited by cerys. cerys' contributions helped caddy continue to focus on the main channel while also maintaining the second channel.

this let's play series didn't last very long, only lasting from june 26th to september 11th in 2019. during that time, the only game completed was n sane trilogy. we had a one-off cuphead let's play with tomska, 2 parts of a ride to hell: retribution let's play, and one part of a blair witch let's play.

the titles were all-caps yelling - typical of let's play channels. the thumbnails weren't too clickbaity...with the obvious exception of the ride to hell videos where the sexy scenes were deliberately used. keep in mind that this was 2019 at-his-last-resort caddicarus, so he was doing all he could to try and stay relevant and bring in enough money to feed his family. i'll go into more depth about this crazy year in a future entry about what i dub the second intermediate period.

i personally didn't watch these let's plays - pretty much because i was absent for them. i'd stopped watching caddicarus a couple months prior to these developments, and while i knew what was going on thanks to karo, i wasn't actually watching the videos themselves.

but i can give you an interesting fact - the first part of the n sane trilogy let's play marked the very first use of lumpies and germs, the new fandom name for caddicarus fans after the retirement of beautiful people 10 months prior.

and y'know what? i outta start watching through these let's plays. it's more caddicarus content to tide me over until the spyro video. lol.

so after the last let's play video, the channel was dormant once again until finally, in april 2020, caddy officially returned to streaming. it was a joyous day in the community...ESPECIALLY for veteran folk like me. except i wasn't there for it...because i'd been gone for a year and onward ripped me a new one a month prior to this return. LMAO.

after this return, the second channel became a stream archive, and it was now seeing regular uploads all the time. by next year we were getting "best of (year)" videos edited by sir toasty. i remember sir toasty being a fan for years and it was so heartwarming seeing him get that chance to work for caddy.

so just like the main channel - the second channel had the best possible outcome after all the adversity. it finally hit the 100k mark in march of this year and is still steadily growing.

while it was never as well known as the main channel, the content of the second channel has still touched the hearts of thousands of caddicarus fans, from generation to generation.

so that's a wrap for this entry. i've now covered every show that's been done across both channels (except for puppicarus, of course). in the next entry, we'll be exploring caddy's history with sponsors, and how sponsor segments evolved over the years!

[rayueladeray]

Ok entonces, cuando estaba morro como de 15/17 años tenía amigos con los cuales podía escuchar y disfrutar a Lana Del Rey, en 2013 no todos escuchaban LDR más allá de Summertime Sadness porque era mucho muy diferente a lo que sonaba en ese momento, o alejado de la escena en general, creando una propia imagen mucha de la cual salió de aquí, Tumblr, entonces no todos se permitían escuchar algo tan diferente, gay, melancólico o básico.

Recuerdo un fin de semana en el que fuimos a la playa, tengo incluso fotos de esa vez y ese día en especial, porque realmente nadie disfrutaba escuchar a Lana del Rey, y esa vez no solo estaba yo ahí presente realmente disfrutando, si no dos personas más, no teníamos señal, solo era un ipad, la música de Lana y tabaco, podíamos conocer, entender ciertas cosas o no, pero estábamos ahí, yo estaba ahí.

Supongo que ninguno de los 3 eramos tan heteros como tal.

16 años escuchando Lana del Rey entre las rocas de algún mirado de los Tuxtlas.

Siempre desde que escuche West Coast, era como, esto es algo, el bajo, o este sonido lo que sea, el intro, la energía, esta verguisima, esta grifisimo y no consumía nada, pero me servía estar sedado, esta canción ha formado parte de mi por demasiado tiempo, y definió muchos días, meses, momentos de mi adolescencia. Realmente apreciaba existir solo escuchando Lana.

En mi mente siempre tuvo una esencia demasiado obscura, la imagen de ULTRAVIOLENCE en general, el video fue grabado en blanco y negro, los tonos realmente se sienten como metal, siempre que escuchó West Coast es como, blanco, negro, costa, olas, metal, guitarra.

Mi relación con Puerto es demasiado compleja, puerto en 2023, tiene una estética muy propia, existente, desde que vivo aquí en 2016 siempre, siempre, siempre, conecte con las Rayas amarillas, las palmeras, el autobús azul de Boca Del Río, son imágenes cotidianas que volví demasiado parte de mi, entonces no me vas a Joder si no escuche LDR en la costa habiendo norte.

Siempre he vivido en la costa, siempre que he vivido aquí siempre he estado, mi autobús es el Boca Del Río.

Johnny ama Lana, ama y disfruta tanto a Lana Del Rey como yo la disfruto y de la misma jodida, distante y weird0 way que yo disfrutaba escuchar ULTRAVIOLENCE, de la misma forma en que yo conecté con FloridaKilos, con Unreleased songs, escuchando Lana con mis audífonos, él escuchaba Lana mientras jugaba Mario Kart, no solo escucha Lana, escucha Nirvana y escucha mucha música con la que yo comparto demasiada cercanía y significados.

Johnny siempre me recordaba a Lana, a mi, a Marco, a Nirvana, a películas de terror, a converse, a que no esta mal ser así, a mis libretas rayadas de la prepa, a pantalones flojos, a Tupac, y a que podía tener amigos así, con quienes podía solo existir.

Descubrí a Lana y a Nirvana casi a la par, el único disco que he escuchado completo de Nirvana es Bleach (1989), para mi y en mi mente Bleach y Ultraviolence crecieron juntos, y son buenos amigos y una profunda relación de amor con problemas.

Johnny escuchaba más allá de lo que un bato regular se permite escuchar. Lo conocí por una sudadera de TUPAC, sabía que era el morro con el que podía coexistir escuchando Frank Ocean, Tyler TC, rock, pop, Lo-fi, lo que sea.

Eso me hizo conectar demasiado con él, amaba Florida Kilos, una canción que nunca fue single, que solo esta en el álbum, que si la escuchas llegaste a ella, o llegó a ti y la amaste.

Como es costumbre para mi estar adentro de una botella, el tiempo que estuvimos tomé muchas fotos, fotos que nunca edité y que como a todos, nunca le compartí, entonces días después de terminar edité la foto, con 2 de las fotos que tomé.

Caminamos desde Costa Verde hasta el Zócalo, paramos en Martí porque las Rayas amarillas se ven con madre, 5 de la tarde, poco tráfico, cara triste, hora dorada, esperamos y grabe un boca azul, cruzando las rayas te tomé la última foto.

Dos pájaros. Dos pájaros salieron en nuestra foto, Dos pájaros, dos palmeras y nosotros dos. Antes de terminar, veía las fotos.

Después de terminar, pegué las fotos. Una semana tuve una paloma herida de un ala. Una semana, una paloma, una ala herida. Después de terminar, creo que veía las fotos. Creo que ya se terminó, te enseño las fotos, la paloma ya no esta herida, hace unos días que voló.

12.12.2022

12 de Febrero del 2023.

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6:    4THEDE AAAAAA ABLISH ABLYAU ACCIDE ACESIG ACHIEV ACKING ACKSTA ACRIFI ACUDA6 ADDING ADICTI ADVISE AFFRON AGGING AGICAL AILURE AINWRE ALKING ALLELE ALLOTS ALREAD AMAZOV AMIODD ANDARD ANIMAT ANKARA ANONYM ANOTHE ANTRUT ANYONE ANYTHI APHALE APOLOG APPEAR APPENE APPENS ARACTE ARALLE ARAMAZ ARMESA ARNARO ARNING AROACE ARRACU ARSHOT ARSLEY ARZIPA ASBONE ASHING ASONAB ASPOON ASTDIV ASTROP ATASTR ATBOYB ATCHIN ATIONA ATMETO ATRONI ATURAL AUCEPA AUTIFU AUTISM AV3YEE AVINGS AZIRAP AZOV07 BABLYA BACKST BANANA BARRAC BEATME BEAUTI BECAUS BEEBOP BEFORE BERING BESPOK BIOHAZ BISCUI BLINKS BLISHM BLRINA BLYAUT BOYBEE BSESSE BUGSDO BUSINE BUTTER CANNOT CAPING CARNAR CATAST CATBOY CCIDEN CECONF CESIGM CHANGE CHARAC CHEESE CHIEVE CHOOSE CHOPPE CHUCHU CHUUYA CIDENT CKSTAG CKTALE COBBLE COLOUR COMMEN COMPLE CONDUC CONFIR CONTRA CORNER CORPOR COUNTE COURSE CRASHE CRASHI CRIFIC CROWLE CTABLY CTIONS CUDA67 CULTUR CUTION CUTLAS DDLYAR DEAVOU DELECT DELIGH DELORE DEMAND DENTAL DENTIF DEPPRE DESIRE DETAIL DIATEL DICTIO DIENTS DISGUI DISHES DIVANT DLYART DOCTOR DOTJPE DOYOUL DREAMT DRITCH DRIZZL DSMOBI DUCKTA DUCTOR DURING DVISED EARING EARNIN EARSHO EASONA EASPOO EATING EATMET EATURE EAUTIF EAVOUR EBEATM EBUGSD ECAUSE ECHAOS ECIFIC ECOMME ECONFI ECTABL ECTIVE ECTRIC ECUTIO EDEPPR EDIATE EDIENT EERMAR EFEREN EFFECT EGETAB EGMENT EGULAR EIRDES EIRDLY ELDRIT ELECTA ELECTR ELIGHT ELITTL ELOREA EMANDS EMBERI EMEMBE EMORSE ENANID ENDEAV ENGUMI ENJOYE ENOUGH ENTATI ENTENC ENTIFY ENTIRE ENTLEM EONEBE EPARAT EPPRES EPRINC EQUEST ERENCE ERMARZ ERNAME ERSION ERVING ESCAPI ESENTA ESENTE ESEUSE ESIGMA ESPOKE ESSO4T ESSURE ESTABL ETABLE ETAILE ETHING ETHISS ETIMES ETOTHE ETTING ETURNI EUSERN EVEMEN EVERAL EXECUT EXISTS EXPLAI EXPRES EXQUIS FAILED FAILUR FEATUR FECTIV FERENC FFECTI FFERED FICING FINALL FINEST FIRMED FOLLOW FORCED FOREST FOREWO FUCKED FUCKIN FUNKIN FUNNIE FUSION GARLIC GENTLE GETABL GETTIN GHERKI GHTFUL GICALL GIMMIC GIVING GMENTE GODDAM GORDAN GORDON GRANDM GRATED GREDIE GSDOTJ GUARDS GUILTY GUMI12 HALLOT HAPPEN HARACT HAUIKU HAVING HAZARD HECHAO HEDEPP HELITT HENANI HERKIN HESEUS HICALL HIEVEM HIJACK HISSON HOPPED HORSES HOWING HROOMS HTFULL HUBRIS HUCHUW HUUYAS IATELY ICALLY ICTION IDENTA IDENTI IDIOTS IEVEME IFICIN IFYING IGHTFU IJACKI IKETHI ILGRAV ILLING ILLION IMATRO IMMEDI IMMICK IMPLER INALLY INCECO INCORP INFUSI INGRED INKSAG INSTEA INSTRU INTING INWREC INYLBI IODDLY IOHAZA IRAPHA IRDEST IRRATI ISCUIT ISGUIS ISHMEN ISONIN ISOTTO ISSCHU ISSONG ITTLEP IVANKA IVANTR JACKIN KARAMA KETHIS KILGRA KILLIN KINGRN KINNIE KISSES KSAGER KSTAGE KTALES KYSTEL LASTDI LBIOHA LDRITC LDSMOB LEARNI LEAVES LECTAB LECTRI LENECK LEPRIN LGRAVE LIGHTF LIKETH LINKSA LISHME LITTLE LKYSTE LLELED LLOWIN LOCKED LOGIES LOREAN LOVELY LOWING LREADY LRINAS LTIPLE LYAUTI MAGICA MANIAC MARZIP MATRON MAZOV0 MBERIN MBLRIN MEDIAT MEMBER MENDED MENTED MEONEB MESSED METHIN METHOD METIME METOTH MILLIO MIODDL MISSCH MMEDIA MMENDE MMONED MMONIN MOBILE MOMENT MONING MORNIN MPLETE MULTIP MURDER MUSHRO MYSTIC NAROLI NATURA NATURE NCECON NCORPO NDEAVO NDUCTO NEBEAT NFIRME NFUSIO NGREDI NGUMI1 NIMATR NJOYED NKARAM NKINGR NKSAGE NLOCKE NNAMED NNIEST NONYMO NOTHER NOTHIN NPARAL NREASO NSTEAD NSTRUC NTATIO NTENCE NTIFYI NTIRET NTLEME NTRADI NTRUTH NUGGTS NUMBER NWRECK NYLBIO NYMOUS NYTHIN O4THED OACESI OBABLY OBBLER OBELLO OBSESS ODDAMN ODDLYA OFFERE OHAZAR OISONI OLDSMO OLIFIC OLLOWI OLOGIE OMEONE OMETHI OMETIM OMMEND OMMENT OMPLET OMPLEX ONABLY ONDUCT ONEBEA ONFIRM ONTRAD ONYMOU OPERAT OPHICA OPTION OPULAR ORATED ORCINI OREWOR ORKING ORNATE ORNING ORPORA ORTOBE OTATOE OTHECH OTHESE OTHING OTJPEG OULIKE OUNTER OYBEEB OYOULI PARALL PARATE PARMES PARSLE PEARIN PECIAL PECIFI PENGUM PEOPLE PEPPER PERATE PERSON PHICAL PICREW PLANET PLEASE POISON POLOGI POPULA PORATE PORCIN PORTOB POTATO POTTED PPEARI PPEARS PPENED PPRESS PREPAR PRESEN PRESSO PRESSU PRETTY PRINCE PRINKL PRINTE PRINTI PROBAB PROLIF PROMIS PROMPT PROVID PUKICH PUNISH QUEERM QUISIT RACTER RACUDA RADICT RAINWR RALLEL RAMAZO RAMSEY RANDMA RAPHAL RASHES RASHIN RATHER RATION RAZAYT REALLY REASON REBLOG

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7:    4THEDEP AAAAAAA ABLISHM ABLYAUT ACCIDEN ACESIGM ACHIEVE ACKSTAG ACRIFIC ACUDA67 ADICTIO ADVISED AGICALL AINWREC ALLELED ALREADY AMAZOV0 AMIODDL ANIMATR ANKARAM ANONYMO ANOTHER ANTRUTH ANYTHIN APOLOGI APPEARI APPEARS APPENED ARACTER ARALLEL ARAMAZO ARMESAN ARNAROL AROACES ARRACUD ARZIPAN ASBONER ASONABL ASTDIVA ASTROPH ATASTRO ATBOYBE ATCHING ATIONAL ATMETOT ATRONIC ATURALL AUCEPAN AUTIFUL AZIRAPH BABLYAU BACKSTA BARRACU BEATMET BEAUTIF BECAUSE BESPOKE BIOHAZA BISCUIT BLINKSA BLISHME BLRINAS BLYAUTI BOYBEEB BSESSED BUGSDOT BUSINES CARNARO CATASTR CATBOYB CCIDENT CECONFI CESIGMA CHARACT CHIEVEM CHOPPED CHUCHUW CHUUYAS CIDENTA CKSTAGE CKTALES COBBLER COMMEND COMMENT COMPLET COMPLEX CONDUCT CONFIRM CONTRAD CORPORA COUNTER CRASHES CRASHIN CRIFICI CROWLEY CUDA677 CULTURE CUTIONE CUTLASS DDLYART DEAVOUR DELECTA DELIGHT DELOREA DEMANDS DENTIFY DEPPRES DETAILE DIATELY DICTION DISGUIS DIVANTR DOTJPEG DOYOULI DRIZZLE DSMOBIL DUCKTAL EARNING EARSHOT EASONAB EASPOON EATMETO EAUTIFU EBEATME EBUGSDO ECOMMEN ECONFIR ECTABLY ECUTION EDEPPRE EDIATEL EDIENTS EERMARZ EFERENC EFFECTI EGETABL EGMENTE EIRDEST ELDRITC ELECTAB ELECTRI ELIGHTF ELITTLE ELOREAN EMBERIN EMEMBER ENDEAVO ENGUMI1 ENJOYED ENTATIO ENTENCE ENTIFYI ENTIRET ENTLEME EONEBEA EPARATE EPPRESS EPRINCE ERMARZI ERNAMES ESCAPIN ESENTAT ESENTED ESEUSER ESSO4TH ESTABLI ETAILED ETHISSO ETOTHES ETURNIN EUSERNA EVEMENT EXECUTI EXPLAIN EXPRESS EXQUISI FAILURE FEATURE FECTIVE FERENCE FFECTIV FINALLY FOLLOWI FOREWOR FUCKING FUNKING FUNNIES GENTLEM GETABLE GETTING GHERKIN GHTFULL GICALLY GIMMICK GMENTED GODDAMN GRANDMA GREDIEN GSDOTJP HALLOTS HAPPENE HAPPENS HARACTE HAVINGS HECHAOS HEDEPPR HELITTL HENANID HESEUSE HICALLY HIEVEME HIJACKI HISSONG HTFULLY HUUYASB ICTIONS IDENTAL IDENTIF IEVEMEN IFICING IGHTFUL IJACKIN IKETHIS ILGRAVE IMATRON IMMEDIA INCECON INCORPO INFUSIO INGREDI INKSAGE INSTEAD INSTRUC INWRECK INYLBIO IODDLYA IOHAZAR IRAPHAL IRRATIO ISCUITS ISGUISE ISHMENT ISONING ISSCHUC ITTLEPR IVANKAR IVANTRU JACKING KARAMAZ KETHISS KILGRAV KILLING KYSTELL LASTDIV LBIOHAZ LDRITCH LDSMOBI LEARNIN LECTABL LECTRIC LEPRINC LIGHTFU LIKETHI LINKSAG LISHMEN LITTLEP LKYSTEL LLOWING LYAUTIS MAGICAL MARZIPA MATRONI MAZOV07 MBERING MBLRINA MEDIATE MEMBERI MEONEBE METHING METIMES METOTHE MILLION MIODDLY MISSCHU MMEDIAT MMENDED MMONING MORNING MULTIPL MURDERS MUSHROO NATURAL NCECONF NCORPOR NDEAVOU NDUCTOR NEBEATM NFIRMED NFUSION NGREDIE NGUMI12 NIMATRO NKARAMA NKINGRN NKSAGER NLOCKED NONYMOU NOTHING NPARALL NREASON NSTRUCT NTATION NTENCED NTIFYIN NTIRETY NTLEMEN NTRADIC NTRUTHE NYLBIOH NYTHING O4THEDE OACESIG OBABLYA OBSESSE ODDLYAR OFFERED OHAZARD OISONIN OLDSMOB OLLOWIN OLOGIES OMEONEB OMETHIN OMETIME OMMENDE OMPLETE ONDUCTO ONEBEAT ONFIRME ONTRADI ONYMOUS OPERATE OPHICAL OREWORD ORPORAT ORTOBEL OTATOES OTHECHA OTHESEU OULIKET OYBEEBO OYOULIK PARALLE PARMESA PARSLEY PEARING PECIFIC PENGUMI PHICALL POISONI POLOGIE POPULAR PORATED PORCINI PORTOBE POTATOE PPEARIN PPRESSO PREPARE PRESENT PRESSO4 PRESSUE PRESSUR PRINCEC PRINKLE PRINTED PRINTIN PROBABL PROLIFI PROMISE PROVIDE PUKICHO QUEERMA QUISITE RACUDA6 RADICTI RAINWRE RALLELE RAMAZOV RAPHALE RASHING RATIONA REASONA RECOMME REDIENT REFEREN REGULAR REMEMBE REMORSE REQUEST RESENTA RESENTE RESSO4T RESSURE RETURNI RIFICIN RINCECO RINTING RISOTTO RMARZIP RNAROLI ROACESI ROBABLY ROLIFIC ROPHICA RPORATE RRACUDA RRATION RTLENEC RTOBELL RUCTION SACRIFI SAFFRON SAUCEPA SAV3YEE SCAPING SCHUCHU SDOTJPE SEGMENT SENTATI SENTENC SEPARAT SERNAME SERVING SETTING SEUSERN SEVERAL SHALLOT SHAVING SHENANI SHOWING SHROOMS SIMPLER SMOBILE SO4THED SOMEONE SOMETHI SOMETIM SONABLY SPECIAL SPECIFI SPOTTED SPRINKL SSCHUCH SSO4THE STABLIS STANDAR STDIVAN STROPHI STRUCTI STYX142 SULKYST SUMMONE SUMMONI TABLISH TAGGING TALKING TANDARD TASTROP TBOYBEE TDIVANT TEASPOO THECHAO THEDEPP THELITT THESEUS THISSON TIFYING TLENECK TLEPRIN TMETOTH TOBELLO TOTHECH TOTHESE TRADICT TRAINWR TRONICS TROPHIC TRUCTIO TRUFFLE TRUTHER TTLEPRI TUMBLRI TURALLY TURNING TURTLEN UCKTALE UCTIONS UEERMAR UGSDOTJ ULIKETH ULKYSTE ULTIPLE UMBLRIN UMMONED UMMONIN UNKINGR UNLOCKE

UNNAMED UNNIEST UNPARAL UNREASO URAZAYT URTLENE USERNAM USHROOM USINESS UTIONER UUYASBO UYASBON VANKARA VANTRUT VEGETAB VERSION VINYLBI WATCHIN WEIRDES WEIRDLY WORKING WRITING XECUTIO XPRESSO XQUISIT YASBONE YAUTISM YBEEBOP YLBIOHA YOULIKE YSTELLA ZIRAPHA    540/78364164096

8:    4THEDEPP AAAAAAAA ABLISHME ABLYAUTI ACCIDENT ACESIGMA ACHIEVEM ACKSTAGE ACRIFICI ACUDA677 ADICTION AGICALLY AINWRECK AMAZOV07 AMIODDLY ANIMATRO ANKARAMA ANONYMOU ANTRUTHE ANYTHING APOLOGIE APPEARIN ARALLELE ARAMAZOV ARNAROLI AROACESI ARRACUDA ASONABLY ASTDIVAN ASTROPHI ATASTROP ATBOYBEE ATMETOTH ATRONICS ATURALLY AZIRAPHA BABLYAUT BACKSTAG BARRACUD BEATMETO BEAUTIFU BIOHAZAR BISCUITS BLINKSAG BLISHMEN BLYAUTIS BOYBEEBO BUGSDOTJ BUSINESS CARNAROL CATASTRO CATBOYBE CCIDENTA CECONFIR CHARACTE CHIEVEME CHUUYASB CIDENTAL COMMENDE COMPLETE CONDUCTO CONFIRME CONTRADI CORPORAT CRASHING CRIFICIN CUTIONER DELECTAB DELIGHTF DELOREAN DENTIFYI DEPPRESS DETAILED DICTIONS DISGUISE DIVANTRU DOYOULIK DSMOBILE DUCKTALE EASONABL EATMETOT EAUTIFUL EBEATMET EBUGSDOT ECOMMEND ECONFIRM ECUTIONE EDEPPRES EDIATELY EERMARZI EFERENCE EFFECTIV EGETABLE EGMENTED ELDRITCH ELECTABL ELECTRIC ELIGHTFU ELITTLEP EMBERING EMEMBERI ENDEAVOU ENGUMI12 ENTATION ENTENCED ENTIFYIN ENTIRETY ENTLEMEN EONEBEAT EPPRESSO EPRINCEC ERMARZIP ESCAPING ESENTATI ESEUSERN ESSO4THE ESTABLIS ETHISSON ETOTHESE ETURNING EUSERNAM EXECUTIO EXPRESSO EXQUISIT FFECTIVE FOLLOWIN FOREWORD FUNKINGR FUNNIEST GENTLEME GHTFULLY GREDIENT GSDOTJPE HAPPENED HARACTER HEDEPPRE HELITTLE HESEUSER HIEVEMEN HIJACKIN HUUYASBO IDENTIFY IEVEMENT IGHTFULL IJACKING IKETHISS IMATRONI IMMEDIAT INCECONF INCORPOR INFUSION INGREDIE INKSAGER INSTRUCT INYLBIOH IODDLYAR IOHAZARD IRAPHALE IRRATION ISSCHUCH ITTLEPRI IVANKARA IVANTRUT KARAMAZO KETHISSO KILGRAVE KYSTELLA LASTDIVA LBIOHAZA LDSMOBIL LEARNING LECTABLY LEPRINCE LIGHTFUL LIKETHIS LINKSAGE LISHMENT LITTLEPR LKYSTELL LYAUTISM MAGICALL MARZIPAN MATRONIC MBLRINAS MEDIATEL MEMBERIN MEONEBEA METOTHES MIODDLYA MISSCHUC MMEDIATE MULTIPLE MUSHROOM NATURALL NCECONFI NCORPORA NDEAVOUR NEBEATME NGREDIEN NIMATRON NKARAMAZ NONYMOUS NPARALLE NREASONA NSTRUCTI NTIFYING NTRADICT NTRUTHER NYLBIOHA O4THEDEP OACESIGM OBABLYAU OBSESSED ODDLYART OISONING OLDSMOBI OLLOWING OMEONEBE OMETHING OMETIMES OMMENDED ONDUCTOR ONEBEATM ONFIRMED ONTRADIC OPHICALL ORPORATE ORTOBELL OTHECHAO OTHESEUS OULIKETH OYBEEBOP OYOULIKE PARALLEL PARMESAN PENGUMI1 PHICALLY POISONIN POLOGIES PORTOBEL POTATOES PPEARING PRESENTA PRESENTE PRESSO4T PRESSURE PRINCECO PRINTING PROBABLY PROLIFIC QUEERMAR RACUDA67 RADICTIO RAINWREC RALLELED RAMAZOV0 RATIONAL REASONAB RECOMMEN REDIENTS REFERENC REMEMBER RESENTAT RESENTED RESSO4TH RETURNIN RIFICING RINCECON RMARZIPA ROACESIG ROBABLYA ROPHICAL RPORATED RRACUDA6 RRATIONA RTLENECK RTOBELLO RUCTIONS SACRIFIC SAUCEPAN SCHUCHUW SDOTJPEG SEGMENTE SENTATIO SENTENCE SEPARATE SERNAMES SEUSERNA SHALLOTS SHAVINGS SHENANID SO4THEDE SOMEONEB SOMETHIN SOMETIME SPECIFIC SPRINKLE SSCHUCHU SSO4THED STABLISH STANDARD STDIVANT STROPHIC STRUCTIO SULKYSTE SUMMONED SUMMONIN TABLISHM TASTROPH TBOYBEEB TDIVANTR TEASPOON THECHAOS THEDEPPR THELITTL THESEUSE THISSONG TLEPRINC TMETOTHE TOTHECHA TOTHESEU TRADICTI TRAINWRE TROPHICA TRUCTION TTLEPRIN TUMBLRIN TURTLENE UCKTALES UEERMARZ UGSDOTJP ULIKETHI ULKYSTEL UMBLRINA UMMONING UNKINGRN UNLOCKED UNPARALL UNREASON URTLENEC USERNAME USHROOMS UUYASBON UYASBONE VANKARAM VANTRUTH VEGETABL VINYLBIO WATCHING WEIRDEST XECUTION XPRESSO4 XQUISITE YASBONER YLBIOHAZ YOULIKET ZIRAPHAL    357/2821109907456

9:    4THEDEPPR AAAAAAAAA ABLISHMEN ABLYAUTIS ACCIDENTA ACHIEVEME ACRIFICIN ADICTIONS AMIODDLYA ANIMATRON ANKARAMAZ ANONYMOUS ANTRUTHER APOLOGIES APPEARING ARALLELED ARAMAZOV0 AROACESIG ARRACUDA6 ASTDIVANT ASTROPHIC ATASTROPH ATBOYBEEB ATMETOTHE AZIRAPHAL BABLYAUTI BACKSTAGE BARRACUDA BEATMETOT BEAUTIFUL BIOHAZARD BLINKSAGE BLISHMENT BLYAUTISM BOYBEEBOP BUGSDOTJP CARNAROLI CATASTROP CATBOYBEE CCIDENTAL CECONFIRM CHARACTER CHIEVEMEN CHUUYASBO COMMENDED CONDUCTOR CONFIRMED CONTRADIC CORPORATE CRIFICING DELECTABL DELIGHTFU DENTIFYIN DEPPRESSO DIVANTRUT DOYOULIKE DUCKTALES EASONABLY EATMETOTH EBEATMETO EBUGSDOTJ ECOMMENDE ECONFIRME ECUTIONER EDEPPRESS EERMARZIP EFFECTIVE ELECTABLY ELIGHTFUL ELITTLEPR EMEMBERIN ENDEAVOUR ENTIFYING EONEBEATM EPRINCECO ERMARZIPA ESENTATIO ESEUSERNA ESSO4THED ESTABLISH ETHISSONG ETOTHESEU EUSERNAME EXECUTION EXPRESSO4 EXQUISITE FOLLOWING FUNKINGRN GENTLEMEN GREDIENTS GSDOTJPEG HEDEPPRES HELITTLEP HESEUSERN HIEVEMENT HIJACKING HUUYASBON IDENTIFYI IGHTFULLY IKETHISSO IMATRONIC IMMEDIATE INCECONFI INCORPORA INGREDIEN INSTRUCTI INYLBIOHA IODDLYART IRRATIONA ISSCHUCHU ITTLEPRIN IVANKARAM IVANTRUTH KARAMAZOV KETHISSON LASTDIVAN LBIOHAZAR LDSMOBILE LEPRINCEC LIGHTFULL LIKETHISS LINKSAGER LITTLEPRI LKYSTELLA MAGICALLY MATRONICS MEDIATELY MEMBERING MEONEBEAT METOTHESE MIODDLYAR MISSCHUCH MMEDIATEL MUSHROOMS NATURALLY NCECONFIR NCORPORAT NEBEATMET NGREDIENT NIMATRONI NKARAMAZO NPARALLEL NREASONAB NSTRUCTIO NTRADICTI NYLBIOHAZ O4THEDEPP OACESIGMA OBABLYAUT OLDSMOBIL OMEONEBEA ONEBEATME ONTRADICT OPHICALLY ORPORATED ORTOBELLO OTHECHAOS OTHESEUSE OULIKETHI OYOULIKET PARALLELE PENGUMI12 POISONING PORTOBELL PRESENTAT PRESENTED PRESSO4TH PRINCECON PROBABLYA QUEERMARZ RACUDA677 RADICTION RAINWRECK RAMAZOV07 REASONABL RECOMMEND REFERENCE REMEMBERI RESENTATI RESSO4THE RETURNING RINCECONF RMARZIPAN ROACESIGM ROBABLYAU ROPHICALL RRACUDA67 RRATIONAL SACRIFICI SEGMENTED SENTATION SENTENCED SEUSERNAM SO4THEDEP SOMEONEBE SOMETHING SOMETIMES SSCHUCHUW SSO4THEDE STABLISHM STDIVANTR STROPHICA STRUCTION SULKYSTEL SUMMONING TABLISHME TASTROPHI TBOYBEEBO TDIVANTRU THEDEPPRE THELITTLE THESEUSER TLEPRINCE TMETOTHES TOTHECHAO TOTHESEUS TRADICTIO TRAINWREC TROPHICAL TRUCTIONS TTLEPRINC TUMBLRINA TURTLENEC UEERMARZI UGSDOTJPE ULIKETHIS ULKYSTELL UMBLRINAS UNPARALLE UNREASONA URTLENECK USERNAMES UUYASBONE UYASBONER VANKARAMA VANTRUTHE VEGETABLE VINYLBIOH XECUTIONE XPRESSO4T YLBIOHAZA YOULIKETH ZIRAPHALE    243/101559956668416

10:    4THEDEPPRE AAAAAAAAAA ABLISHMENT ABLYAUTISM ACCIDENTAL ACHIEVEMEN ACRIFICING AMIODDLYAR ANIMATRONI ANKARAMAZO ARAMAZOV07 AROACESIGM ARRACUDA67 ASTDIVANTR ASTROPHICA ATASTROPHI ATBOYBEEBO ATMETOTHES AZIRAPHALE BABLYAUTIS BARRACUDA6 BEATMETOTH BLINKSAGER BUGSDOTJPE CATASTROPH CATBOYBEEB CECONFIRME CHIEVEMENT CHUUYASBON CONTRADICT CORPORATED DELECTABLY DELIGHTFUL DENTIFYING DIVANTRUTH DOYOULIKET EATMETOTHE EBEATMETOT EBUGSDOTJP ECOMMENDED ECONFIRMED EDEPPRESSO EERMARZIPA ELIGHTFULL ELITTLEPRI EMEMBERING EONEBEATME EPRINCECON ERMARZIPAN ESENTATION ESEUSERNAM ESSO4THEDE ESTABLISHM ETOTHESEUS EUSERNAMES EXECUTIONE EXPRESSO4T HEDEPPRESS HELITTLEPR HESEUSERNA HUUYASBONE IDENTIFYIN IKETHISSON IMATRONICS IMMEDIATEL INCECONFIR INCORPORAT INGREDIENT INSTRUCTIO INYLBIOHAZ IRRATIONAL ISSCHUCHUW ITTLEPRINC IVANKARAMA IVANTRUTHE KARAMAZOV0 KETHISSONG LASTDIVANT LBIOHAZARD LEPRINCECO LIGHTFULLY LIKETHISSO LITTLEPRIN MEONEBEATM METOTHESEU MIODDLYART MISSCHUCHU MMEDIATELY NCECONFIRM NCORPORATE NEBEATMETO NGREDIENTS NIMATRONIC NKARAMAZOV NPARALLELE NREASONABL NSTRUCTION NTRADICTIO NYLBIOHAZA O4THEDEPPR OBABLYAUTI OLDSMOBILE OMEONEBEAT ONEBEATMET ONTRADICTI OTHESEUSER OULIKETHIS OYOULIKETH PARALLELED PORTOBELLO PRESENTATI PRESSO4THE PRINCECONF PROBABLYAU QUEERMARZI RADICTIONS REASONABLY RECOMMENDE REMEMBERIN RESENTATIO RESSO4THED RINCECONFI ROACESIGMA ROBABLYAUT ROPHICALLY RRACUDA677 SACRIFICIN SEUSERNAME SO4THEDEPP SOMEONEBEA SSO4THEDEP STABLISHME STDIVANTRU STROPHICAL STRUCTIONS SULKYSTELL TABLISHMEN TASTROPHIC TBOYBEEBOP TDIVANTRUT THEDEPPRES THELITTLEP THESEUSERN TLEPRINCEC TMETOTHESE TOTHECHAOS TOTHESEUSE TRADICTION TRAINWRECK TROPHICALL TTLEPRINCE TUMBLRINAS TURTLENECK UEERMARZIP UGSDOTJPEG ULIKETHISS ULKYSTELLA UNPARALLEL UNREASONAB UUYASBONER VANKARAMAZ VANTRUTHER VINYLBIOHA XECUTIONER XPRESSO4TH YLBIOHAZAR YOULIKETHI    167/3656158440062976

11:    4THEDEPPRES AAAAAAAAAAA ACHIEVEMENT AMIODDLYART ANIMATRONIC ANKARAMAZOV AROACESIGMA ARRACUDA677 ASTDIVANTRU ASTROPHICAL ATASTROPHIC ATBOYBEEBOP ATMETOTHESE BABLYAUTISM BARRACUDA67 BEATMETOTHE BUGSDOTJPEG CATASTROPHI CATBOYBEEBO CECONFIRMED CHUUYASBONE CONTRADICTI DELIGHTFULL DIVANTRUTHE DOYOULIKETH EATMETOTHES EBEATMETOTH EBUGSDOTJPE EERMARZIPAN ELIGHTFULLY ELITTLEPRIN EONEBEATMET EPRINCECONF ESEUSERNAME ESSO4THEDEP ESTABLISHME ETOTHESEUSE EXECUTIONER EXPRESSO4TH HEDEPPRESSO HELITTLEPRI HESEUSERNAM HUUYASBONER IDENTIFYING IKETHISSONG IMMEDIATELY INCECONFIRM INCORPORATE INGREDIENTS INSTRUCTION INYLBIOHAZA ITTLEPRINCE IVANKARAMAZ IVANTRUTHER KARAMAZOV07 LASTDIVANTR LEPRINCECON LIKETHISSON LITTLEPRINC MEONEBEATME METOTHESEUS MISSCHUCHUW NCECONFIRME NCORPORATED NEBEATMETOT NIMATRONICS NKARAMAZOV0 NPARALLELED NREASONABLY NSTRUCTIONS NTRADICTION NYLBIOHAZAR O4THEDEPPRE OBABLYAUTIS OMEONEBEATM ONEBEATMETO ONTRADICTIO OTHESEUSERN OULIKETHISS OYOULIKETHI PRESENTATIO PRESSO4THED PRINCECONFI PROBABLYAUT QUEERMARZIP RECOMMENDED REMEMBERING RESENTATION RESSO4THEDE RINCECONFIR ROBABLYAUTI SACRIFICING SEUSERNAMES SO4THEDEPPR SOMEONEBEAT SSO4THEDEPP STABLISHMEN STDIVANTRUT STROPHICALL SULKYSTELLA TABLISHMENT TASTROPHICA TDIVANTRUTH THEDEPPRESS THELITTLEPR THESEUSERNA TLEPRINCECO TMETOTHESEU TOTHESEUSER TRADICTIONS TROPHICALLY TTLEPRINCEC UEERMARZIPA ULIKETHISSO UNPARALLELE UNREASONABL VANKARAMAZO VINYLBIOHAZ XPRESSO4THE YLBIOHAZARD YOULIKETHIS    121/131621703842267136

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[viviennevivisection]

Session 25 Notes - “Family Tree Dinner” - 12/18/22

-We have traded Norman Steele’s evil sword for necklaces that protect us against scrying

-Naomi -- earrings

-VE -- amulet 

-Cass -- anklet 

-The Avapedia page for Residuum is locked from being edited…the reason (allegedly) is that people were spreading misinformation

-The information that is there: it is usually mined, the essence of the material can be changed, it is malleable, different sources can give different types of minerals

-Ellie used her editor’s access to check the page

-It’s been locked down for a LONG TIME, there aren’t many changes, actually

-Avapedia needs funding, TC provides this and perhaps has some access to do shit like this 

-Cass has made Naomi an enhanced arcane focus 

-Writing a letter to Dr. Cunt 

Dear Dr. Cunt, 

Dr. Celadon Hunt, 

We hope this letter finds you in good health. We are interested to know what your current standing is.

-LETTER SCRAPPED WE ARE CALLING HER 

-Called Helix Labs, and spoke the receptionist (Tina) who after checking the files gave us Dr. Cunt’s personal cell number 

-She is “on vacation” in Aurora 

-Seems to be scheming, is interested in meeting with us, getting dinner

-She already had gotten lunch with someone we know (?)

-Many dragon puns were made 

-Leah is bringing her fiance Adrian to dinner, she is already back in town because she was called home by the Coralogia 

-Ellie is asking Vytris who Dr. Cunt was getting lunch with 

-Cass is casting detect magic, watching us commune 

-Both of us got (separate) voice memos

-Ellie’s vision more or less confirms that it was Angie (code name Angelica Astris) who Dr. Cunt met with, a vision of both of them checking out Ellie’s file at AC 

-Ellie lied to try and protect Angie -- Cass called her out. She came clean and Cass and Naomi admitted that they don’t HATE Angie (especially not as much after The Search For Ellie) 

-The Pritchard Home is a SHOES OFF household

-The Ezras are in Rosewood

-Ezra Darcy sent Cass a video of him casting prestidigitation 

-Making a plan to try and “wake up” Halloway if Fleur is HARD #confirmed to be evil 

-Rosewood was over forested and turned into a ghost town

-Trying to crimson bond Angie (she resisted), but she does seem to be generally okay at the moment 

-It’s Monday!! Are you ready? 

-We’re driving to dinner 

6-6:15: Arrival Time 

6:30 Sharp: Dinner Begins

-We are going to be on time 

-Outfits!

-Cass- business bitch clothes, Dodder intern era, thrifted but chic, high-waisted, wide-leg brown trousers, a wide, scoop neck sweater, green buttons down the sleeve, wearing her docs, but no goggles so her horns are visible

-Naomi- high neck, long sleeve dress to the ankles, a belt-like corset, new, weird jewelry (The Viv x Riley Collection?), looks completely appropriate until you look too long at which point the outfit feels slightly uncanny 

-Viv- floor length red gown, up to the neck, sleeveless with long gloves, hair done up, and eight inch bedazzled heels

-We have brought a clown suit (you never know!)

-The drive to Corsica is about 45 minutes (similar to going to Tennefly from NYC)

-There is only one exit in or out for Corsica 

-Very suburbia-core, cookie-cutter, so perfect that it’s uncanny 

-We (Viv and Cass) feel a shiver down our spine like we’re being followed, watched. We feel a staunch and visceral gut feeling to GET OUT 

-Naomi feels as if she has stepped into quicksand, the more you struggle, the more you sink 

-Welcome to Corsica :) 

-DN is there…”The phaaaaantom of Naomi is there….inside your mind…” 

-She is fidgety 

-Ezra certainly has the same sinking feeling as Naomi 

-The town set up perfect -- a main road that cuts through three rings (like a power button) 

-The center of the city has a greco-style library, with beautiful gardens. This is the Collection Hall 

-”The Sanctum” is also there 

-THIS PLACE IS NOT PUBLIC (unsure if I meant Corsica generally, or The Collection Hall and The Sanctum…probably all of the above) 

-We pass Corsica Prep (famously Leah’s job) 

-The community is very self-sustaining, very little need of the outside world

-There are two cars in the driveway at the Pritchard Home 

-Naomi’s parents, Leah, and…Dr. Whitmer 

-”It’s bad vibes for sure…” 

Naomi: “I don’t think any of this is going to be real, so don’t freak out.” 

-We are buffing the HELL out of Naomi (warding bond, and enhance ability) 

-Johanna is here -- looks like Leah. Blonde with crazy eyes, wearing a turtleneck and slacks 

-She gives Naomi a look with no emotion that still manages to be disappointed AND withering 

Naomi: “Mama, he’s like a service animal.” (On Watts)

-We won the battle of Watts (Johanna didn’t want him in the house) 

-Viv took off her bedazzled stripper heels 

-NO TV, ONLY BOOK

-Cyrus Pritchard -- dad

-Adrian (Leah fiance) seems sociable and nice 

-None of the seats are particularly comfortable, but they look nice!

-Adrian works in advertising -- Omni-Spark 

-CTV is one their accounts 

-We got Adrian’s business card (his last name is Williams) 

-Playing games with Dr. Whitmer 

-Convincing her that I’m open to converting 

-Trying to get invited to lecture night with the Coralogia 

-Dinner time!

-Naomi is causing fear in Whiter and Johanna (uno reversing them by making everything seem just a little uncanny, low level bee sounds) 

-Johanna is affected, but Whitmer seemed to catch and absorb the spell -- will certainly notice any spells casted but…may not mind? 

-The menu is very health food vibes -- it’s all shit idc 

-Viv is drinking wine that she brought herself 

-Hallucinatory terrain has been cast by Naomi -- Whitmer can certainly see it, but it’s hidden from everyone else for the moment 

-The spell has Leah’s eyeballs on her plate, make the periphery of everyone’s vision The Wild Lands, Naomi served beautifully upon the dinner table -- half Hannibal, half body of Christ 

-Dr. Halloway is a powerful asset to the university? → Naomi said that Fleur offered her some sort of job 

-”What can you do that’s better?” 

-Adrian knows the game he’s playing

-He is going to be an elder scholar -- has received some special honor. He’s been tapped for the Bestowing, a secretive ceremony, very spooky secret, a closed practice

-Dr. W is on our frequency (can hear us communicate over the telepathic bond) 

-Dragging Leah through the mud 

-Cass mentioned that we were invited to dinner with Dr. Cunt -- said Ezra still has his job at Helix 

-Dr. Whitmer knows secrets…has always seemed to know things she shouldn't

-Cyrus works in collection -- procurement for the library 

-Johanna does budget management for the schools -- on the faculty and staff side 

-Cass implying nepotism to further drag Leah 

-Adrian getting tapped for the Bestowing has changed the wedding date 

-Dr. ESTER Whitmer (first name reveal) 

-Whitmer is doing some fuck shit, we feel like we’re going to pass out, everyone can see Naomi’s spell and everyone is scared, the shadow version of everyone lifts their chins and covers their eyes, freezing them. Whitmer is the puppet master, she tried (and failed) to get DN and we can actually see DN!!!

-Namoi grabbed DN’s hand 

-Whitmer is slowly looking less human, almost like DN 

-She sounds like the Coralogia (multiple voices I think?)

-It is game time, girls

Naomi: “You don’t understand what you did to me.” 

Whitmer: “What happened to you was unfortunate, but we can fix it still.” 

Naomi: “There isn’t fixing…this…” (DN is becoming scarier) 

Whitmer: “You haven’t…she has to consume.” 

Naomi: “So she can live like the rest of them?” 

Whitmer: “So you can be like us. So you can lead.” 

Naomi: “Oh, that sounds like a bad deal.” 

Whitmer: “Sad to see an intelligent mind go to waste.” 

Naomi: “You could have avoided all this by being honest with me for two seconds.” 

Whitmer: “You understand that we can’t let you do as you wish. You’re too much of a risk. If you choose not to honor the path that’s been set for you and disregard The Grove, and its tending, we will have no choice.” 

Whitmer: “Let us guide you. We must. You cannot escape the whole. And you need to feed.” 

Naomi: “You need me. You’re going to need to make a better sale than that.” 

Whitmer: “What is it you want?” 

Naomi: “Nothing you can give me.” 

Whitmer: “We are capable of…impossible things.” 

Naomi: “Like siphoning off the divine magic of my entire family?” 

Whitmer: “Things you wouldn’t believe.” 

Naomi: “I am so sick of being spoken to in riddles. You could be doing a lot better and you are simply not.” 

Whitmer: “Then lead us. Let me show you the truth.” 

Naomi: “Show me.” 

Whitmer: “Are you sure you want this?” 

Naomi: “Do they get hurt?” 

Whitmer: “Collateral damage.” 

-Whitmer has taken control of the hallucinatory terrain -- has manifested The Grove. She has let the shadows go except for Adrian. We see the trees. We hear the heartbeats. There is a big, expansive central tree. Its roots expand out and also lift it off the ground so one could go under it. The tree is writhing? 

-The mind is like a grove. 

-Maybe the mind is A LOT more like a grove than we thought, in a literal way

-The central tree has an echo of divinity, but doesn’t seem to divine in and of itself 

-There is connection between this Thing and the reflection pools 

-Naomi is…praying! But not in the normal way :) 

-We are stumbling into dangerous consequences 

-Dr. Whitmer is in her Other Mother Era 

-She is DROOLING a lot 

-She’s expending a lot of power to do what she’s doing right now 

-We get the familiar feeling of waiting for the static shock 

-We are extremely close to the Root, many things could happen. We feel like we’re being pulled apart

Whitmer: “It's a shame, really. To waste such a valuable mind. One who was to become like us. But if this is what will convince you…so be it.”

-Her jaw has unhinged entirely and she has chomped down upon shadow Adrian’s head 

-She has consumed his essence

-Slurping 

-Dr. W chomped him in real life too 

-DN IS DROOLING! FERAL!! Blood in the water!

-The Main Tree shivers and quakes with the consumption of Adrian, makes a scary ass sound 

-Adrian has slumped down into his food 

-He has been K I L L E D?!

-We tried to revivify him, but needed to hit a nat 20, did not, and we couldn’t bring him back. Still trying to help

-Whitmer straight up ATE his soul 

-Cyrus has seen this happen before (the soul munch -- smunch) 

Naomi, to Cyrus: “You knew that that’s what they were going to do to me?” 

-Whitmer had an excess of divine energy that receded -- unclear if that’s her stopping channeling the magic or digesting the divinity from the smunch 

-The Tree -- a hive mind? You know everything but you’re dead? Being able to harvest the knowledge of the trees in the grove? 

Naomi, to Leah: “Are you okay with this?” 

-No real response from her 

Naomi: “You deserve better.” 

-DN has grabbed Leah’s shadow from The Grove, Naomi can do whatever she wants with it 

-Naomi showed her what happened, what we saw Whitmer do 

Whitmer: “Don’t waste any more precious minds.” 

-Cass has pulled a gun on Whitmer: “I dare you to try.” 

-Rolls for initiative have been called 

Cass

Naomi 

? 

Whitmer 

Viv

General Family 

[thunder-thiefs]

[steinwayandsons]

and then they said ‘the car. October 21st’ and I died

[slow-button-off]

How does an F1 Power Unit work?

In light of the new PU regs here's a little overview on how the current ([technically 2014]2022-2026) PU's work and which part does what.

Power Unit parts

The current PU's are made up of multiple parts:

Internal combustions engine -> ICE

Motor generator unit - heat -> MGU-H

Motor generator unit - kinetic -> MGU-K

Turbo charger -> turbo/ TC

Control electronics -> CE

Energy storage -> ES

little extra is the Gearbox but it doesn't actually count to the PU

There are some different ways in which the 4 engine manufacturers can and do combine these parts. So each engine manufacturer makes a different looking engine.

Internal combustion engine

The ICE is the "classic" engine. And in this era of regs it is a four stroke V6 engine.

The 6 stands for the number of cylinders and the V is the shape in which these cylinders are mounted. Other cylinder layouts are all the cylinders in one line, or flat/horizontal. But F1 uses the V.

The ICE internally combusts the fuel as follows:

Four stroke and the cylinders

This GIF shows the four strokes of the piston.

In the 1st phase the fuel and air mixture is injected into the chamber and then the valve closes.

The piston compresses the fuel and it either combusts itself (Petrol, in F1) or it is ignited by the spark plug (Diesel, not in F1). This causes a really tiny explosion.

The tiny explosion generates hot gas that wants to expand and pushes the piston down. This turns the crankshaft.

The outlet valve opens and the crankshaft keeps moving the piston up which pushes the exhaust gases out of the chamber.

These four phases keep repeating.

The crankshaft is both moved by the piston and keeps moving the piston too.

This is GIF of a V4 engine, the F1 V6 just has an extra cylinder on each side of the V. It shows how the cylinders interact. They are in complimentary phases so that the combustion in 2/3 of the cylinders not only rotate the crankshaft so that the car itself moves but also moves the piston in the 1st and 2nd phase of the other cylinders.

This means that the crankshaft is constantly being rotated. This movement is then via the gearbox and so on transferred onto the rear tyres and powers the cars.

RPMs or rotations per minute indicate how often the crankshaft is rotated per minute. And if you step on the throttle then the motion of the pistons just happens faster and faster.

Gearbox

The gearbox isn't actually part of the PU but it is adjacent and I think it's important to talk about for all of this to make sense.

The gearbox also varies from manufactuer to manufacturer but the are all 8-speed semi-automatic sequential units.

8 speed just means 8 gears. Semi-automatic sequential is a little bit more complicated to explain.

While the F1 cars have a clutch the drivers only use the clutch at the start or when they stop the car fully. They don't need to pull the clutch paddle to shift gears which makes the gearbox automatic.

The semi in semi-automatic means that while the clutch is automatic the shifting of gears itself is still manual. And the drivers do this with the two paddles on the steering wheel.

Sequential means that that shifting the gears is only possible in sequence. So no shifting from 1st to 3rd, but the drivers have to shift through all gears to get to the 8th gear and the same going down gears. Hence the sometimes frantic paddle usage when braking into a turn.

But what does changing a gear actually do?

We're taking a little excursion to bicycles. A bike without gears (a fixie) means that your bike is going to be exactly as fast as you are pushing the peddles up and down. So if you want to go really fast you're legs also have to go really really fast.

Gears help changing the ratio of how many rotations you have to do with the pedal to make the wheel rotate. If you shift up a gear you need to move the paddles less to make the wheel do the same amount of rotations.

In cars gears do essentially the same thing. Shifting up a gear allows you to go the same speed at less rpms to for the same speed the crankshaft has to do less rotations per minute.

(I hope this makes sense because this is so hard to explain just with words)

But yeah the rotation of the crankshaft is transferred onto the wheels and the car goes vroom.

Turbo charger

Again, as with all the other parts above also the TC is implemented differently by different teams, some are running split TCs. This will only be a general overview of the principle.

The TC is a turbine that is propelled by the hot exhaust gases. As the gases are pushed out of the ICE they are pushed through the turbo and they rotate this turbine. The energy of the rotation of the turbine is then used to power a compressor.

This sounds a bit weird at first but lets think back to the ICE where we established that the fuel is injected into the cylinders in a fuel + air mixture. The turbo compresses exactly that air and this allows the ICE to run a lot more effectively which means more output for the same amount of fuel.

Turbo lag is a thing that happens because the turbo only really starts spinning and compressing air at higher speeds, because the exhaust gases need to leave the ICE with a certain amount of force and there needs to be a certain amount of gasses for the turbo to work.

So if you are accelerating out of a slower corner, the turbo isn't immediately active but only starts compressing the air and increasing ICE performance at a certain speed. But once it kicks in the car suddenly goes a lot faster.

We don't see turbo lag with the current engines and this is where the MGU-H comes in!

Motor generator unit - heat

This drawing is not mine it's scarbs

Now we have reached the hybrid system parts! The MGU-H is one of to PU parts that generates and deploys electric energy.

The MGU-H is probably the hardest PU part to develop and the most expensive. (that is part of the reason as to why it'll be gone in 2026)

The MGU-H sits between the compressor and the turbo. It generates electrical energy by magnets that are spun around when the MGU-H is filled by the hot exhaust gases. That energy is then stored. (The magnets generate energy via electromagnetic induction, but that would be too much to get into for this post)

It doesn't only harvest it can also deploy electrical energy and power the compressor and this is used when the exhaust gasses the ICE generates aren't enough to spin the TC turbine. Which means no turbo lag because the compressor is running whether the ICE is already running high enough or not.

Motor generator unit - kinetic

The second PU part that generates electrical energy is the MGU-K. And as it's name suggests it transforms kinetic energy into electric energy. But it also deploys energy.

Much like the MGU-H the MGU-K is also made up of magnets however this time it doesn't work with exhaust gasses but the crankshaft.

When a driver is accelerating, the MGU-K is using electrical energy to spin the magnets which in turn give the crankshaft an extra boost as an electrical motor. Therefore making the car go faster, but it can only be used as a boost here and there.

When the driver brakes the energy deployment stops, so no more electricity that spins the magnets instead the MGU-K stops being a motor and becomes a generator. The crankshaft is still moving when the driver brakes and that movement spins the magnets which generates electricity that is then stored and can be redeployed when accelerating.

The MGU-K actually also helps in slowing the car down a little bit.

Energy storage

The energy storage is quite literally a battery that stores the energy that the MGU-H and MGU-K generate.

Control electronics

The control electronics manage pretty much everything. They manage the PU parts, when electricity is deployed and harvested, the transmission, steering and so on.

But it also does the data logging of things like the telemetry data and all other data that is measured by the sensors on the cars and then send it to wherever the data has to go.

This is a spec part so all teams have to use the same part but they get to run their own software.