#them good old boys drinkin whiskey and rye singin this'll be the day that i die!!
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3-5 things associated with your muse.
emotions / feelings:
01. Prideful
02. Bold
03. Anger
04. Sorrow
05. Hardy
quotes:
01. ❝ Anyone ever tell you how your eyes sparkle when you're angry? ❞
02. ❝ I was just remembering how I used to be the one who always blew his stack. All of a sudden I feel old... real old. ❞
03. ❝ First sign of madness. Talkin' to yourself. First sign, definitely. Fishing's the second. ❞
04. ❝ Go out, fight hard, screw up. Save the world a few times... Just Keep taking the shots, okay? ❞
05. ❝ What I should have done is gone to Avengers Tower and killed him... Every second that this is allowed to continue, every second this madness goes on... is our fault. ❞
colors:
01. Lavender
02. Sky Blue
03. Sunflower yellow
04. Purple
05. Magenta
scents:
01. Coffee
02. Irish Spring
03. Lemon
04. Sandalwood
05. Smoke
clothing:
01. Leather jackets
02. Sunglasses
03. Sneakers
04. Hoodies
05. Henley shirt
objects:
01. Bow & Arrows
02. Ceramic mugs
03. Duct tape
04. Bottle caps
05. Switchblade
vices / bad habits:
01. Alcoholic
02. Nail biting
03. Destructive fidgeting
04. Flicks bottle caps
05. Leaves mugs and bottles around
body language:
01. Crossed arms
02. Rubbing back of neck
03. Scratching chin
04. Full body stretches
05. Rolling wrists
aesthetics:
01. Cowboys & Farmland
02. Asphalt & Concrete
03. Books collecting dust
04. Napkins wadded up & Empty paper cups
05. Sunrise Dawns & Sunset Dusks
songs:
01. Golden Boy by Bryce Fox -> Same shit, different day, saying things I shouldn't say / Flying off the handles but the people tell me "never change" / Wound up, watch me go, get your tickets to the show
02. Bad Luck by Noah Kahan -> What if I told you that I got sober? / That I got older? / That I got that tattoo off my shoulder / That I'm strong again, that I'm fun again, would you love me then?
03. arrow by half.alive -> The hardest place to be / Is right where you are / In the space between / The finish and the start / It's the arrow in your heart
04. American Pie by Don McLean -> So, bye-bye, Miss American Pie / Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry / And them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye / Singin', "This'll be the day that I die / This'll be the day that I die"
05. Another Name by Cold War Kids -> All the times I felt deserted / Old fears I had to unlearn / I couldn't stay there / You showed me how to take all my pain / Give it another name
tagged by; @prcspcr (peter ily and loved seeing this for spock)
tagging; @awbarnes-no, @biitchcakes, @neonwebs, @gammaragee, @strxngetimes, @amethystarrows, & anyone else would wants to snag, i really liked this one
#ooc -> dash games#[ ABOUT ] I guess I just need something or someone to believe in or maybe I just need someone who believes in me
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Posted by Marco Polo on IG.
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die" @diablitohigh @daltonyco @garyalzraki @palmeta @juan_pablo
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He was singin', "Bye-bye, Miss American Pie" Drove my Chevy to The Levee, but The Levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey in Rye And singin', "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die"
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the moment i knew [natasha romanoff]
natasha romanoff x fem!reader
summary: when it comes to birthdays five of them stand out most in your head and it’s all thanks to natasha
*not my gif*
I - 10th Birthday
Ohio was quite a boring place to live. There was nothing to do especially at your age. You could only play in your backyard because your parents would not let you go anywhere else.
Well, the only place you were able to go was to your next door neighbor’s house: Alexei, Melina, Natasha, and Yelena. They were your parents’ best friends, well Alexei and Melina were. Your best friend was Yelena.
Natasha was always around, but she never interacted with you. She kept her distance, yet you still thought of her as one of your best friends, but only because you didn’t have a lot.
You pulled on your mother’s sleeve, looking at up with her with pleading eyes, “Mom! Can I go over to Yelena’s house? She said that her and Natasha have a birthday surprise for me!”
She let out a sigh as she was trying to cook dinner, “Okay, but only for a few minutes. Once Alexei and your father come home from work you need to come back home, okay?”
“Yes! Thank you!” you gave her a hug before running next door.
You took off towards the kitchen where Yelena and Natasha were sitting at the kitchen table with a pie on the table. You gasped in surprise as you rushed over to your blonde best friend.
She wrapped her arms around you tightly as the two of you squealed. Out of the corner of your eye, you could see the older sister plugging her ears and grimacing at the sound.
“I can’t believe you’re ten now! You’re almost as old as Nat and she’s old!” she exclaimed.
Nat rolled her eyes before waving at you, “Happy birthday Y/N,”
“Thank you,”
The duo started singing “Happy Birthday” softly and before you could blow out the candles, Yelena rushed to the small radio on the counter and the familiar song started ringing in your ears.
You let out another high pitched scream, “This song again?” Nat complained, throwing her head back.
“So bye bye Miss. American Pie drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry! And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye. Singin' "This'll be the day that I die. This'll be the day that I die!!" you and Yelena screamed those lyrics together as Nat let out a puff before walking out of the kitchen.
II - 13th Birthday
The Red Room was not a fun place to be. The way your brain was wired, the way that you’d be shipped off to every corner of the world killing people.
It’s just what you had to do.
Yelena was separated from you a long time ago, back when Alexei, Melina, and your parents left you to this dreaded place. You hadn’t heard from her and honestly you weren’t even sure that she was actually alive anymore.
You could’ve turned into every other girl here. No remorse. No humanity. That’s how you were wired, that’s how everyone was taught, but after watching all those 80′s movies you’ve learned to be a good actor.
But that wasn’t all. You still had Nat even though Yelena was gone. Even with her being one of the best assassins and spies, she still taught you to have a heart.
She opened up to you more now that you were finally aware of the Red Room. Nat kept her distance because she was scared she was going to put you in danger and if you mentioned it to anyone, she’d kill you, but she always had a soft spot for you.
You didn’t know what day it was. Or the year or even the month. All you knew was when duty called, it called. Luckily, you haven’t been on a mission in a little while, and neither has Nat.
“Dinner!” one of the Red Room guards slid your food trays under the door of you and Natasha’s shared room.
You looked at the gross food that you’ve had countless times and started poking at it. God, did they not know how to cook anything else?
“Not hungry?” she spoke up.
You shook your head and she was about to respond when the door to your cell started opening. You let out a sigh as you awaited a guard to come in and drag one of you out for a mission that you wanted nothing to do with.
But when the door opened and quickly closed behind the figure, your mouth open in shock. Your blonde best friend was staring at you with a big smile on her face, “Miss me?” she whispered.
You hopped off your uncomfortable bed and rushed into her arms, “I thought you were dead,” you whispered and she let out a shaky breath.
Emotions, that was another thing that you could never show to any of the guards, or any place that wasn’t your cold bed in the middle of the night.
“I thought the same thing, but I’m here and I’m not going to miss your birthday,” she said.
“My birthday? How do you know? I’ve lost track of time since we got in here,” you confessed.
She looked at Nat with a knowing look, “You didn’t tell her?”
“No, I thought it would be a better surprise if you came in here yourself,” Nat shrugged.
“You did all of this?” you asked, letting out a soft smile.
The red head moved her bed to reveal tally marks on them, “When they brought us back here it was the day after your tenth birthday, so I’ve been keeping tack of the days so I don’t crazy. I realized that it was your birthday coming up, every time I wanted to celebrate I was pulled on a mission and vice versa. I wanted to make your first teenage birthday special so I found a way to sneak Yelena in here for a few minutes,”
You moved towards the assassin, pulling her into the biggest hug that she’s ever felt. Hesitantly, she wrapped your arms around you and squeezed you tightly.
“Thank you,” you whispered.
“Of course,”
You could feel your heart start to thump into your chest as the hug lasted longer than you expected. That was until Yelena cleared her throat causing a pink flush to fill your cheeks. You walked back over to Yelena to talk to her, but your eyes kept casting over to Nat’s green ones and every single time...she was already looking back at you.
III - 21st Birthday
You don’t know how all of you escaped the grasps of The Red Room, but you did and now you were apart of a SHIELD team called The Avengers.
When you were asked what you wanted to be when you were younger, an assassin working for a superhero team was not one of them, but who were you to complain?
You’ve met some cool people and the food was definitely a lot better.
There you were on your twenty first birthday on an undercover mission with Nat and Steve. The three of you waited for the files to load onto the flash drive, constantly checking the security camera in the mall for any Hydra Agents.
You didn’t mind working with the two of them, but there was a lot more sexual tension in the room than you liked. The lingering looks, Natasha’s smirk that she constantly gave him, the whispers, and the soft smiles.
You couldn’t even do anything about. It’s not like you and Nat were dating, but you had a crush on this girl for the last eight years of your life. And to witness your crush flirting with a good looking ice man was a little upsetting.
But it was your fault, right? You’ve spent eight years of your life with the girl and never made a move. Sure, you were trapped in The Red Room and then immediately became an Avenger. So it’s not like you had time, but still. You should’ve made the move when you got the chance.
“Y/N, we gotta go!” you felt Nat’s hand on you and pulled you away.
Oops, you were not paying attention to what the hell just happened.
You walked fast pace, side by side with the pair, “It’s a standard tag team, two behind, two across, two coming straight at us. If they make us, I’ll engage, the two of you hit the self escalator in the metro,”
“Shut up and put your arm around me, laughing at something I said,” Nat spoke up, “Y/N, just hide behind the two of us,”
“What?” you and Steve whispered at the same time.
“Do it,” she whisper-yelled and Steve wrapped his arm around the Black Widow and you stood behind them, clenching your jaw in the process.
Thank God she couldn’t see you.
Finally, you were in the clear and trying to make your way out of the mall. You whistled to yourself softly as you stood behind Nat and Steve.
That was until she whispered two simple words to the Super Soldier, “Kiss me,”
Yet again, Steve and and you said in unison, “What?” Steve looked at you knowing all about your crush on the assassin.
“Public displays of affection make people uncomfortable,”
Before he could even respond, she grabbed the back of his neck, and pulled her into a lingering kiss. And she was right. It did make people uncomfortable, especially you.
Your eyebrows furrowed as you tore your sight away from the couple and onto the people walking below. You don’t know how long the kiss lasted and frankly, you didn’t want to know.
The car ride back to the Avengers Tower was quiet. You didn’t talk to either of them and you could feel your heart shatter when the red head teased Steve about kiss. When you went got back you still didn’t say a word even when Nat asked you a question, “So if someone were to get you a cupcake for your birthday tomorrow, what flavor would it be?”
You didn’t answer her question though. You just walked straight to Yelena’s room and flopped onto her bed face first.
“Well, hello to you too,” the blonde commented from her desk, “What’s got your panties in a twist today?”
You shrugged, “Nat kissed Steve today,” you mumbled.
You tried hiding your feelings for your best friend’s older sister, but it was no use. She could tell how jealous you got when she flirted with someone else. Or how your eyes lit up at the sound of her voice walking through the door.
And when Yelena finally called you out on it and you questioned how she knew she simply said, “You’re nineteen years old and have rejected everyone who has ever made an advance towards you...I think that was a dead giveaway,”
“What? Really?” Yelena asked and you just nodded, “Well there has to be a reasonable explanation for it. Nat always calls Steve grandpa and the thought of her kissing a grandpa is disgusting,”
“I don’t know, our cover could’ve gotten blown so she did that, but I just- I don’t know I’m wondering why she didn’t ask me,” you confessed, cringing at how dumb you probably sounded right now.
“I know that cringe, stop thinking you’re dumb. Your feelings are perfectly valid, at least that’s what the team therapist always tells me,” she said and you let out a soft laugh.
“Maybe, but I think I lost my window. I had eight years to do it and she found someone else now and I should be happy for her,” you said, “But it still hurts,”
“I know,” she squeezed your shoulder, reassuringly, “Tonight it’ll be just us for your birthday. We’ll hang out in my room, I’ll ask FRIDAY to not let anyone in and we’ll watch movies and eat junk food. Just like when we were little, deal?”
You finally lifted your head from your bed and smiled at her softly, nodding. The rest of the day you avoided both Nat and Steve like they were the plague or Fury with paperwork. More the second one than the first one.
Later that night, you locked yourself in Yelena’s room watching old 80′s movies just like you did when you were younger. As much as she doesn’t like to admit it, your best friend can’t stay up late to save her life. She was out before the clock even hit midnight.
You let out a sigh, heading to the kitchen to grab water to tame the sugar that was flooded in your mouth. But just as you entered the kitchen, Nat was standing there, sipping on her own glass.
Before you could slip away she already caught you standing at the entryway, “You’ve been avoiding me, why?”
“Straight to the point, I see,” you mumbled, grabbing yourself a glass.
“I just want to know what I did. We were fine before the mission,” she told you.
You rolled your eyes, feeling the jealousy fill your veins as the memories of Nat kissing Steve filled your head, “You’re smart Natasha, put two and two together,”
The red head cringed at the sound of her full name coming out of your mouth. You only ever called her Nat, so hearing Natasha come from your mouth, she knew this was serious.
“What did I do one the mission to make you upset?” she asked, her green eyes blaring into yours.
You scoffed at her obliviousness, “For a spy, you’re really oblivious to things that are obvious. Everyone on the team seems to know, but you,”
“Know what?”
“The fact that I have been in love with you since I was thirteen years old! And seeing you kiss Steve today, hurt, bad. I’m not angry at you Nat, I’m angry at myself that I didn’t make a move sooner and now you’re here wanting to kiss Steve. Literally grandpa of all people! When you could’ve just asked me,” you confessed.
Nat took a step towards you, “I didn’t ask you to kiss me Y/N because I didn’t want to be the first time I kissed the girl that I’ve been in love with since we were little girls on an undercover mission in front of strangers,” she whispered.
You didn’t know your eyes could get that wide, but they did. She smiled at your shocked face, “What?”
“I have been in love with you since we were little girls, it has always been you,” she told you, “So now that this is out and open in the air, may I please kiss you now?”
You nodded softly as she raised her hand to cup your cheek ever so softly. The both of you began to lean in and finally sparks flew.
There were no words that could possibly express how you felt right now. It’s like when you try to take a picture of the moon and the stars in the middle of the night, but it just doesn’t turn out right because that moment wasn’t supposed to be shared.
That’s how that felt kissing her. There were no words to express it because this wasn’t supposed to be shared. This was your special moment.
When Nat finally pulled away, her head turned to the side and noticed the time on the oven, “Happy birthday Y/N,”
IV - 22nd Birthday
Your heavy eyes were starting to fail you as you waited for Nat to come home from the mission. She promised she’d be here for your birthday, but missions were unpredictable.
Yelena wasn’t here either, both of the girls who were always there on your birthday were on separate missions, and Yelena wasn’t even supposed to come back for another week.
You let out a soft sigh even on days where you were thrown in solitary confinement in The Red Room, nothing felt lonelier than not having the two people you cared about most in the world here.
The blanket covered your tired body as you were curled up into a ball on the corner of the couch. 13 Going on 30 playing on the unnecessarily big TV screen.
You tried to fight off your sleepiness, but it was no use. You had been helping train the new recruit Wanda and she was a lot more powerful than you that’s for sure. The time on your phone was blaring back at you: 11:00pm and that was the last thing you remembered before you fell asleep.
Unbeknownst to you, Nat came bursting through the elevator door with a wide smile on her face. She was worried there for a second, that she wasn’t going to be able to make it to wish you happy birthday, but she made it with six minutes. to spare.
She found you curled up in the exact same position you were in right before you fell asleep. Nat walked over to you and kneeled right in front of you, smiling at you fondly before playing with your hair.
Your body started to become aware of the soothing feeling, “Nat?” you whispered.
“Hi detka, I’m right here,” she whispered to you, “Happy birthday,”
You smiled lazily, grabbing her hand that was rubbing soothing circles on your cheek and you kissed the pad of each of her fingers, “Thank you,”
“Let’s get you to bed now, okay?” she said and you nodded, your eyes falling back to close.
The assassin scooped you up in her arms as she carried you back to your shared room. She smiled to herself as you nuzzled your face into the crook of her neck before placing you softly down onto your side of the bed.
Nat was about to let go of you, when you started whining extending your arms back out towards her, “No go, please,” you mumbled in your baby voice that was only reserved for her.
She chuckled softly, kneeling down once more the press a kiss to your forehead, “I’ll be right back, I’m just going to take a quick shower, and I’ll be back before you know it,”
You let out a sigh before nodding, a pout still resting on your lips, until she fixed it with one sweet kiss. This time you tried really hard to stay awake, you just wanted to feel her arms wrap around you before you fell asleep.
Finally, after a few minutes she came back out and slid into bed next to you. Her strong arms wrapping protectively around your waist as she pulled you deeper into her frame.
“How was the mission?” you whispered, playing with her fingers.
She let out a sigh, “Same old, same old, I was more worried that I’d miss your birthday than anything else,”
“I was worried about that too,” you confessed, “As selfish as it sounds, my birthday has always been a special day for us ever since we were younger,.
Nat pecked the top of your head, “I know and that’s why I was worried, but I promise you I am never going to miss your birthday ever. I’ll always be here, I love you,”
“I love you more,” you whispered back as you could feel your eyes start growing heavy once more.
“And I love you most,”
V - 28th Birthday
Christmas lights glistened around the room as the holiday season started falling upon you and your newfound family. Your eyes kept drifting towards the door as you were waiting for her to come in, “How are you doing kid?” Clint asked, patting your back.
“She said she‘d be here,” you muttered to him and his eyes softened.
That’s when time seemed to stop. It’s like you were paralyzed by it because everything came crashing down on top of you.
You stood there in her hoodie and your jeans with the one person who was always there not by your side. Everyone around you was laughing and joking around as you started looking around the room.
And that was the moment you knew.
You didn’t want to be surrounded by everyone anymore. It was all starting to get a little too much. You started walking away from the party and to the bathroom.
Wanda and Yelena looked at each other before quickly taking off after you. They found you sitting against the wall of the bathroom, tears streaming down your face, “She’s not coming back,” you whispered.
Both Yelena and and Wanda let out a sigh. You could tell from the her eyes that started to shine that she was trying to stay strong for you. Wanda came to your side as you rested your head against her shoulder.
“No love, she’s not,” Wanda whispered and Yelena slowly slipped out of the room to grab something for you without you noticing.
“I should’ve been there. I should’ve been there instead of her with Clint on Vormir and I should be the one lying down on the cold ground. Not her, me, but no I was blipped with half of the universe and she wasn’t alive when I came back!” you exclaimed, Wanda pulled you into her arms, “She said she’d be here. She said she’d never miss a birthday and now she’s just gone,”
Your best friend knocked on the door, grabbing your attention, “I was going to wait until later to give you this, but I think this a better time than ever,”
She opened up her laptop and clicked a few buttons before handing it to you. It was a video of Nat and she looked so so beautiful. Her hair was a little different, her usual red locks was mixed with an ombre of blonde at the tips.
Her green eyes peered into yours as you finally hit play, “Hey Y/N,” her voice causing your heart to break even more.
“It’s been five years without you and it’s been harder and harder each year, but I think we finally have found hope. This guy had found a way to time travel and if we could grab the stones before Thanos we could end this once and for all and I could finally have you back in my arms,”
She let out a sigh, “Now I don’t know what’s gonna happen when we do this. If this actually works and you’re listening to this, that means I’m not there with you right now and I’m sorry, but I need you to remember how much I love you. I love you so much more than you will ever wrap your head around,”
“And you have been the one thing that made me feel like there was actually good in me. After years of killing innocent people and feeling like an object someone could use, I would come home to you in our cell at The Red Room and I would feel like a person with a heart. And I knew I had a heart because my heart beat for you,”
You let out a cry at her words and you could see tears glisten in her bright green eyes, “I know I promised I would always be there and I’m sorry I couldn’t keep it, but just in case this goes south, I need to say this, which is ironic since it’s your birthday as I’m filming this,”
She brought out a vanilla cupcake from behind the camera and lit the single candle that was in it, “Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday my Y/N, happy birthday to you,”
#natasha romanoff imagines#natasha romanoff x reader#natasha romanoff x female#natasha romanoff imagine
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In truth I was gonna see how many polls it took to fit THE ENTIRE SONG, but nobody asked for that.
(I might if you ask nicely and promise not to hate me)
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🎶Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye.. and singin' "This'll be the day that I die.. this'll be the day that I die"….🎶
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Miss American Pie
Yelena had tracked down Clint he was know beaten to a bloody pulp his family watched in horror at possibly seeing there loved one killed in front of them on Christmas.
As she drew her hand back for the final blow a voice spoke up someone who Yelena loved dearly....it was her and Natasha's little Sister Y/N
Y/N: A long, long time ago
I can still remember how that music used to make me smile And I knew if I had my chance that I could make those people dance And maybe they'd be happy for a while.
Yelena turned to look at her little sister with pain filled eyes as she listened to her sister who continues.
Y/N:But February made me shiver With every paper I'd deliver Bad news on the doorstep I couldn't take one more step.
Y/N had her hand on yelena's Shoulder as she looked deep in her eyes as she continued.
Y/N:I can't remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride But something touched me deep inside The day the music died.
Yelena's lip quiverd as she began to sing quietly back to her sister.
Yelena:So bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die".
With that yelena forgot all about killing Clint as she smiled at her sister the vengeance forgotten her heart was filled with Love once again as Y/N kicked the Duke box as the song speed up as she began to sing grabbing Yelena by the hand and spinning her around.
Y/N:Did you write the book of love, and do you have faith in God above If the Bible tells you so?
Y/N makes a silly guitar motion with her hands as yelena laughs for the first time since there sisters death.
Y/N:Now do you believe in rock and roll, can music save your mortal soul
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
Y/N dances as everyone claps along as yelena copies her sisters movements.
Yelena know fully letting go sings as she grabs Clint and pulls him in for a hug as she smiles.
Yelena:Well, I know that you're in love with him 'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym You both kicked off your shoes Man, I dig those rhythm and blues
Y/N points at kate as she motions her with her finger to dance with her as Kate nods so Yelena continues to sing.
Yelena:I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck With a pink carnation and a pickup truck But I knew I was out of luck The day the music died
Yelena walks over to her sister as they wrap there arms around each other as they sing together as everyone dances and sings in harmony.
Yelena and Y/N:I started singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Standing there watching them with a smile was Natasha in Ghost form finally at peace she can know move.
Before she goes she sings the last line even though no one will hear
Natasha:And singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die"
Natasha finally able to see her 2 favourite people once again together if she could she would watch them forever when she hears Tony speak.
Tony: Hey Romanoff you ready to go.
Natasha smiles as she takes Tony's arm and with one last look over her shoulder she looks at Yelena and Y/N.
Natasha: see you in a minute
With that Tony and Natasha walk off into the light.
Both knowing that goodbye is not the end but just the beginning of a new adventure.
#yelena belova and reader#yelena boleva#yelena x reader#black widow#lgbtq#natasha romanoff#yelena+belova+x+reader
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A long, long time ago I can still remember how that music used to make me smile And I knew if I had my chance that I could make those people dance And maybe they'd be happy for a while
But February made me shiver With every paper I'd deliver Bad news on the doorstep I couldn't take one more step
I can't remember if I cried When I read about his widowed bride But something touched me deep inside The day the music died
So bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die"
Did you write the book of love, and do you have faith in God above If the Bible tells you so? Now do you believe in rock and roll, can music save your mortal soul And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
Well, I know that you're in love with him 'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym You both kicked off your shoes Man, I dig those rhythm and blues
I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck With a pink carnation and a pickup truck But I knew I was out of luck The day the music died
I started singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die"
Now for ten years we've been on our own, and moss grows fat on a rollin' stone But that's not how it used to be When the jester sang for the king and queen in a coat he borrowed from James Dean And a voice that came from you and me
Oh, and while the king was looking down The jester stole his thorny crown The courtroom was adjourned No verdict was returned
And while Lenin read a book on Marx A quartet practiced in the park And we sang dirges in the dark The day the music died
We were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die"
Helter skelter in a summer swelter, the birds flew off with a fallout shelter Eight miles high and falling fast It landed foul on the grass, the players tried for a forward pass With the jester on the sidelines in a cast
Now the halftime air was sweet perfume While the sergeants played a marching tune We all got up to dance Oh, but we never got the chance
'Cause the players tried to take the field The marching band refused to yield Do you recall what was revealed The day the music died?
We started singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die"
Oh, and there we were all in one place, a generation lost in space With no time left to start again So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Jack Flash sat on a candlestick 'Cause fire is the devil's only friend
Oh, and as I watched him on the stage My hands were clenched in fists of rage No angel born in Hell Could break that Satan's spell
And as the flames climbed high into the night To light the sacrificial rite I saw Satan laughing with delight The day the music died
I started singin' it Singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die"
I met a girl who sang the blues, and I asked her for some happy news But she just smiled and turned away I went down to the sacred store where I'd heard the music years before But the man there said the music wouldn't play
And in the streets, the children screamed The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed But not a word was spoken The church bells all were broken
And the three men I admire most The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost They caught the last train for the coast The day the music died
And they were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die"
They were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' This'll be the day that I die"
American Pie by Don McLean
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So we’re singing bye bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin' "This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die"
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HI HI i have 3rd life brainrot but not in a hc way or anything i just really like the song American Pie by Don McLean and i think ??? the song just fits the vibes of 3rd life really well. like every time i listen to it there are certain verses and lyrics that just make me go. hmm yes . this is minecraft roleplay 3rd life.
like some of my favorites are:
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite
I saw Satan laughing with delight
The day the music died
kinda like . scar lighting etho's tree on fire and as it kind of a glimpse into what he would become
and all the Them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin', "This'll be the day that I die" parts kind of remind me of like how the characters are constantly fearing and preparing for death, and they know its inevitable
i dont rlly know where im going with this im soryr ive just had this thought stuck in my head for a while and wanted to share it :D
I quickly flew over to give it a listen, and oh geez it’s such an old song! You are a classy one, anon! xD
“This'll be the day that I die/This'll be the day that I die" gives off such an end of the world vibe, like how everyone in the final fight like they knew their fate… ;-;
This part is kinda my fav:
Now, the halftime air was sweet perfume/While sergeants played a marching tune/We all got up to dance/Oh, but we never got the chance
Feels like a bittersweet ending for the early death… (well, at least the flower husbands got to dance in their home, huh? :] )
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A long, long time ago...
I can still remember
How that music used to make me smile.
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And, maybe, they'd be happy for a while.
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So bye-bye, miss american pie.
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin', "this'll be the day that I die."
"this'll be the day that I die."
I can't play guitar, it's a little sad, but I have plan to start soon. I don't quite know why this tumblr was created, I probably have to have some place to express my love for the 1960s and 1970s or 1980s too. I don't know if anyone will see it, but it doesn't matter to me at this moment.



#1960s#70s#groovy#1960svintage#1980s aesthetic#60s#60s fashion#60s style#vintage#retrovintage#60s 70s 80s 90s#best of 70s 80s 90s#70s aesthetic
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A long, long time ago I can still remember how that bonking used to make me smile And I knew if I had my chance that I could make those people dance And maybe they'd be happy for a while
But February made me shiver With every paper I'd deliver Bad news on the doorstep I couldn't take one more step
I can't remember if I cried When I read about his widowed bride But something touched me deep inside The day the bonking died
So bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I bonk This'll be the day that I bonk"
Did you write the book of love, and do you have faith in God above If the Bible tells you so? Now do you believe in rock and roll, can bonking save your mortal soul And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
Well, I know that you're in love with him 'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym You both kicked off your shoes Man, I dig those rhythm and blues
I was a lonely teenage bonking buck With a pink carnation and a pickup truck But I knew I was out of luck The day the bonking died
I started singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I bonk This'll be the day that I bonk"
Now for ten years we've been on our own, and moss grows fat on a rollin' stone But that's not how it used to be When the jester sang for the king and queen in a coat he borrowed from James Dean And a voice that came from you and me
Oh, and while the king was looking down The jester stole his thorny crown The courtroom was adjourned No verdict was returned
And while Lenin read a book on Marx A quartet practiced in the park And we sang dirges in the dark The day the bonking died
We were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I bonk This'll be the day that I bonk"
Helter skelter in a summer swelter, the birds flew off with a fallout shelter Eight miles high and falling fast It landed foul on the grass, the players tried for a forward pass With the jester on the sidelines in a cast
Now the halftime air was sweet perfume While the sergeants played a marching tune We all got up to dance Oh, but we never got the chance'
Cause the players tried to take the field The marching band refused to yield Do you recall what was revealed The day the bonking died?
We started singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I bonk This'll be the day that I bonk"
Oh, and there we were all in one place, a generation lost in space With no time left to start again So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Jack Flash sat on a candlestick 'Cause fire is the devil's only friend
Oh, and as I watched him on the stage My hands were clenched in fists of rage No angel born in Hell Could break that Satan's spell
And as the flames climbed high into the night To light the sacrificial rite I saw Satan laughing with delight The day the bonking died
I started singin' it Singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' "This'll be the day that I bonk This'll be the day that I bonk"
I met a girl who sang the blues, and I asked her for some happy news But she just smiled and turned away I went down to the sacred store where I'd heard the bonking years before But the man there said the tubes wouldn't bonk
And in the streets, the children screamed The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed But not a word was spoken The church bells all were broken
And the three men I admire most The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost They caught the last train for the coast The day the bonking died
And they were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' "This'll be the day that I bonk This'll be the day that I bonk"
They were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin' This'll be the day that I bonk"
nothing fills my heart with more violence than the sight of a naked wrapping paper roll
this is how Cain killed Abel
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The Scottish Warrior and The Skeleton King- American Pie
My version of Clash at the Castle
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Drew stares at Tyson as he starts to sing. It takes Drews post match brain a few minutes to catch up with the song. American pie. Drew smiles softly and lowers his head.
He'd of loved this.
-four months ago-
Drew raises his head, resting it gently against the impalas old but trusty glass window. "This is actually pretty nice" drew admits turning his head to Leon who's laid next to him watching the sky. "I used to do it a lot in the valley. There was this perfect spot on the outside of town, it was a hill with a tree on top of it. Perfect place to lay and once I got this baby it was the perfect parking spot. Used to have the best view of the entire valley and the mansion. It was also at the border of the woods so you could see the outside world aswell." Leon explains sitting up. Drew can't fight his smile. He loves hearing about Leon's time in the valley. "I used to just escape there when things got too loud. When dad pushed me to much or cassie wanted to hate me. My papa found me there one day. Explained he used to come here when he first moved in. That he also found peace there." Leon adds. Drew sits up as Leon slides off the hood. "Where you going?" Drew asks. "Cmon now Mcintyre, some music is needed" Leon smirks.
Drew watches as Leon moves to the side of the car, leaning into the window and turning the radio all the way up. Drew chuckles as Leon walks back around, singing along loudly. He holds his hand out to drew, which drew gladly accepts and slides off the hood. "So bye-bye, Miss American Pie!Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dryAnd them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey 'n rye. Singin'," Leon cuts himself off to point at drew. "This'll be the day that I die" drew sings.
"This'll be the day that I die" Leon sings with a smirk.
-present day-
Drew lifts his head as the song continues. Even he can ignore the tear rolling down his face. Leon never came back to the hotel room after that night. Taker didn't share much with him, but cassie said her father thought Paul had something to do with it.
Tyson wraps an arm around drew and squeezes him close. "Cmon Cardiff!" He calls. Drew is quick to wipe his face and is about to join in when the mic is shoved in his face. He can't do it though. Especially when he hears that familiar voice. His eyes widen and he pulls from tysons hold and turns towards the walk way.
"Leon?" Drew asks shocked. Leon just smirks and climbs into the ring. "Miss me?" Leon asks. Drew quickly grabs the blonde and pulls him into a hug, lifting him slightly. "So fuckin much" drew whimpers as his tears start again. Leon cups his face and smiles. "I promised you, I'll always come back to you." Leon states, wiping drews eyes. "Its been four months" drew points out. "Minor details" Leon smirks before kissing drew.
The crowd starts to chant drews name. Leon pulls back and takes the mic from tyson. "Thanks" Leon smiles. Tyson just nods. "Address your people" Leon tells drew. "Leo-" "no. I heard them tonight. You lost and they still are chanting and screaming your name. Talk to them." Leon orders holding out the mic. Drew smiles and takes the mic.
Yeah, maybe he did lose tonight. But with his lover back and his people calling his name, he couldn't care less.
He was home.
That's all that mattered.
#wwe#the undertaker#leon michaels#drew mcintyre#drew x leon#leon x drew#tyson fury#the scottish warrior and the skeleton king fic#the scottish warrior and the skeleton king#oc character#the family of destruction#wwe clash at the castle
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