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BEL-AIR S02E05: Excellence is Everywhere

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PHILIP BANKS & VIVIAN BANKS Bel-Air | 2.10 - Don't Look Back

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Beautiful, an Angel Dust x Husker/Husk One-Shot

One chapter only

Wrote it as a writing prompt – “Beautiful”

Inspired by that romantic scene in Fresh Prince. When Philip was describing how beautiful Vivian (the first one) was, the two standing in front of a body mirror. Such a beautiful scene if you haven’t seen it yet!

Light uses of swearing/cursing

Husk’s POV

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Beautiful.

It was the first word that popped in his mind.

He would deny it out loud in avoid embarrassment, but in his mind, the truth was loud and clear.

He looked beautiful — He is beautiful.

A part of him then thought of a funny: how a common drug name, used currently for an adult film stage name, can also be how it was done.

Angel.

Dust.

A blessing from an unknown substance that’d be an irritation but actually owned an effect upon physical contact. No allergies, no congestion, no skin damages. He wasn’t sure if the latter would be possible. Decades in the current life and appearance made human skin a shedded layer for a new type to grow and life with. Angel was no different, even with multiple arms and eyes and owning a venom that was rarely exposed through a bite.

It was, as if, an amplification to the actor.

Keeping him as beautiful as he may have been when alive in his new demonic form.

Could he even call him demonic? Is ‘demon’ even a good term to describe? Before it’d be an annoyance – a mask that hid the true spider man’s nature – but now was a new direction: being a proud loser like himself.

Just more beautiful, at that.

“Kitty~”

Even his voice was beautiful, the thought expressed before blinking a return to reality. The spider sat upon his stool by his multi-lit vanity table. His breath-taking, neon-colored heterochromia eyes gazed with curiosity and humor towards him.

He smirked, the golden tooth sticking out.

“Like what you see~?”

Such a skill in teasing and enticing someone to be in his temperate possession was an act Husk would always avoid – in the past. With a soft chuckle, he rose from sitting at the side of the bed to go over.

“Can you blame me?” He returned, not even denying him. Not this time, ever since the new change of relation.

Angel giggled then waved a spared hand. “Nah, I know I’m gorgeous.”

The smirk stayed as he resumed on his powder work at the cheek. Only to waver in further curiosity, his hand slowing to a stop as clawed hands laid and held in a gentle touch on his shoulders.

Golden eyes stared at the pink through the mirror’s reflection, connected as the winged cat lowered his head.

“You’re much more than that,” Husk purred in his ear. Reaction was immediate: the back straightened, his eyes widened, a hint of red came under the furred cheeks, and the powder puff laid correctly in the container without notice.

Fucking cute.

“I see a young man right before my very eyes, who made it impossible to compare. Sweet fluff of fresh snow, with a gazing of melted pink diamonds to form such hearts. Eyes so breathlessly hypnotic through emotions and appearance. Hands to hold more than expected, feeling the love and care in every grasp. And a smile… Oh, that beautiful smile that brings just a little bit of color into this red, dark world.”

“Fuck.”

Angel broke away, turning to hide but Husk can easily see behind the covering hand the growth of said smile and redness that became a line over his nose.

“Look how beautiful you are.”

Angel didn’t turn, wanting to lower his head to hide under the table.

“Husk–”

One hand released the shoulder to grab the closest cheek, carefully turning until the red and bashful spider made contact to his reflection again.

Husk smiled, and whispered his repeat.

“Look how beautiful you are.”

The request was short-lived when Angel’s eyes shut tight.

“Argh!”

It was the only warning before Husk felt slightly winded, then adjusted with a chuckle as the spider pressed his make-up face into his bare, fluffy torso. The four arms wrapped about him as they would when cuddling, only with a grip due to the embarrassment.

“I like grumpy Husk better!” Angel complained into his chest, muffling. “I’m not used to this shit! When did you get all ‘romantified’ or some shit?!”

Husk release a long laugh that vibrated his being. One clawed hand gentle raked through the massive hair, already washed and combed before.

“I think I’ve always had it when alive and all,” he confessed, then shrugged. “Guess there was no reason for me to do it again when dead… until now.”

The arms tightened. Husk smiled.

“Do you want me to stop?” He then asked, the raking at a pause for the answer.

“… No…”

The hand moved towards the chin, lifting Angel’s pouting and red face.

Such a precious gem you are. I’m so lucky.

“So beautiful.”

Angel scrunched up his nose, the red practically burning. “Husky!”

Future complaining was forgotten once Husk sealed their lips for a well-deserved kiss. Relaxation being instant, Angel’s top arms went to wrap around his neck while the bottom two stayed put, but loosened during. With Angel soon getting up, Husk got his own arms to wrap at the small waist, their bodies held close with no desire of letting go.

At a moment of oblivious time, their lips eventually pulled away, but allowed a brushing at contact.

There, Angel whispered with a content smile.

“Thank you, Husk.”

…

I can’t get enough of these two. Weeks of them and I can’t stop! 😍

[pianotuna]

Characters: Philip Marlowe and Vivian Sternwood Rutledge

Media: The Big Sleep (1946)

Played by: Humphrey Bogart and Lauren Bacall

Setting: 1930s, Los Angeles

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I’m On Fire [Chapter 2]

With her sister’s wedding fast approaching and her Mom hounding her about finding a date, Y/N makes a terrible decision that lands her and her least favorite genius in a confusing situation.

Chapter Summary: Y/N and Spencer start to put a plan together.

A/N:  I’ve got a head cold at the mo’ but I had to get a covid test just in case so I’m not allowed leave my room till I get the results! So enjoy a bonus chapter while I wallow on my own for like 36 hours :( On a positive note, thank you guys all so much for the response to chapter 1 I really didn’t see that coming! I’ve tagged everyone who asked, let me know if you wanna be added

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem Reader

Category: Fake Dating, Enemies to Lovers, (Eventual) Smut, Fluff, Angst, it’s a Slow Burn Baby

Warnings: Cursing, some NSFW language/themes

Word Count: 6.1k

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"Are you coming up or what?"

The question was still ringing in my ears. It caught me completely off guard. 'Up' as in up to Spencer's apartment? Where he lived? I knew he lived somewhere in theory, just like I knew deep down that he wasn't made in a test tube. 

Without noticing I've undone my seatbelt and I'm hopping out of the car, following him around to the front door. I guess I am coming up.

Spencer's apartment is more cosy than I thought it was going to be. It's warm and lived in. It's not big, but I think that might be what makes it homely. Something about the way he behaves had me thinking it would be fully decked out in stainless steel or glass or something. But it wasn't pristine, it was messy. 

There were books bursting from the shelves that lined the walls of the apartment, along with books laid open over nearly every surface in the place, it looked like he was in the middle of reading all of them, and honestly, I didn't doubt it. Maybe I'd misjudged him. He even had some photos of what looked like his family, and maybe friends, even some of the BAU, lining his walls or propped up on his mantle. He had little trinkets and souvenirs on his shelves too, evidence that he'd been around the country for reasons other than a case. I would never admit it to him but there was a real charm to the place.

Once we got inside he took off his bag and suit jacket, tossing them on the desk just inside of the door. I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do, and he seemed to pick up on my awkward energy.

"You can make yourself at home" he said, his confident streak remaining. I had no idea what to do with that. What would even make me comfortable in Spencer Reid's apartment? I took a seat on his sofa and just sat with my hands resting in my lap. Really not even sure where I should look without feeling like I was invading his privacy. Even though I wanted to. I think it was morbid curiosity, looking for clues on who this man might actually be outside of the BAU. What I really wanted to do was stand up and walk around, soaking in every bit if this place as if it would help me decipher our messy relationship.

He returned to the living room a few moments later, two mismatched mugs in his hands. He places one in front of me on the coffee table. I pick it up and take a sip. It's lemon and ginger, how did he know what kind of tea I liked? I held the mug in my hands inhaling the steam in an effort to relax. When I look up he's watching me, arms folded across his chest.

"So, how does this thing work. What's the game plan?" I honestly have no real idea. This evening really got away from me, I was still expecting to snap out of it and wake up in my bed at any moment.

"Well I can't say I've ever been in a Sandra Bullock movie before either so this is uncharted territory for me too" I say with a chuckle, trying to ease the tension. Even a little. I can see him crack a small smile but hides it almost instantly, his face hardening again.

"My sister, Margot, she's getting married in like 4 months." I can feel myself tense and I shake out my shoulders, I have to remind myself that he's agreed to this already, "Fuck it, I'm just going to be honest with you. My Mom's mostly freaked out that I'm too attached to this job and that I'll just never find someone again." I shouldn't have said again, fuck. I hope he didn't pick up on that. Who am I kidding. "Even though, I'm not sure I care if I do or don't?" he doesn't say anything, like he's waiting for me to continue. I know I've shared a little too much already but I keep going.

"Margot's 2 years younger than me, I introduced her to her fiancé Philip, we met in college, he's a sweetheart. But since they've gotten engaged Mom's gotten exponentially weirder. I think she's convinced I'm fully going to die alone, as if that would be the worst thing that could ever happen? Anyway, she's been trying to auction me off to all these guys, using this wedding as an excuse. I'm not sure how much of that phone call you actually heard earlier but Mom was trying to sell me on this guy, David, and I just… snapped." I look up at Spencer and he unfolds his arms, leaning in ever so slightly coaxing the story out of me.

"David, he uh, he worked for my father for a while back in high school, filing documents and stuff, busy work mostly. He used to make out with me when he was at our house after school, but then he'd ignore me in the halls the next morning. I know it's because I was a pariah back then or something but I didn't want to think about it today and I just got worked up. I shouldn't have let on that you were my date, I was just going to ask if I could bring Garcia or something, and I'm sorry." I cover my face in my hands, "I'm insane, you can back out if you want to."

I can hear him move from his spot on the opposite side of the sofa, he takes my wrists and gently pulls my hands from my face. He looks into my eyes, "I'm in this now Y/N, what do you need me to do?" he asks, and there's a genuine earnest in his voice that I think I've only ever heard a handful of times. And it's never been directed at me.

"Okay, well we've got a few months before you ha–, wait, fuck!" I throw my head back, there's already a complication, "shit" I curse under my breath. His eyebrows knit together, sitting upright.

"What's the matter?" he asks.

"I forgot about my Mom's 50th, it's next month. They've got this whole huge party planned back home in upstate New York. I've gotta go and they'll probably want to meet you, or they're gonna have a load of questions for me at least. I can try and get you out of it I'm sure"

He gets that cocky look again, he shakes his head "I don't know, I've always liked a bit of competition" he reclines back into his corner of the sofa, taking a satisfied sip from his own mug before speaking again. "You know, if I've got to learn enough to pass as your boyfriend in a month, surely that means you've got to learn enough to pass as my girlfriend within the month, no?"

Oh god. What have I done, why didn't I think this far ahead. "I mean, yeah I guess you're right." I had to remember he was doing me a favor. I had to get over myself. "Okay, if you're sure you're up for that?" I ask, and he nods, and I think he looks excited, or maybe he just finds the whole situation funny.

"If anyone's up for the competition it's you" he says, and I'm not sure if that's a compliment or a dig but I nod in agreement.

He takes another sip of his tea, collected and relaxed. I can't help but notice how at ease he is when he's in his own surroundings. I'm so used to seeing him sitting at a desk surrounded by paperwork, or combing through file after file in the make-shift office in a small-town police station, usually flustered or anxious, or antagonizing me whenever he wasn’t. This was a different Spencer. Completely in control, at ease.

"Alright, shall we get started then, we can't really afford to waste any time can we?" he was actually sort of right, so I nodded. It was only now occurring to me that I'd have to share parts of my personal life with him if I wanted this plan to work. We already knew the basics about each other, I'd read his file when I started at the BAU, I'd read everyones. And I feel like it was safe to presume he'd done the same.

His eyes bore directly into mine as he leaned forward, I think he was enjoying how uncomfortable I must've looked.

"How about I ask you some rapid-fire questions and you have to answer 'em?" he asks, and it's as good of a plan as any, and I can't think of any other suggestions, so I nod.

"Okay, shoot." I say, unsure and nervous, so I brace myself. I'm just grateful that he's making my life easier rather than harder for what feels like the first time since I met him.

I really should've known better.

He leans in, "So Y/N, first question, when did you lose your virginity?"

I almost choke on the mouthful of tea I just took, that can't be what he just asked, and he looks like he's savoring my shocked expression.

"I uh, I don't think you need to know that?" is all I can get out.

"Really? You think that's something your boyfriend wouldn't know about you?" he's right, but I didn't want to admit it outright.

"I feel like I sort of already hinted. It was that same guy David, I was 18, he was 19. We had sex on the couch while my parents went out one evening. I kept my bra on the whole time, he came, I didn't. It was all very standard stuff." I wasn't sure what compelled me to add that last part. I think I was giving in to the open honestly thing. "So what about you Doc?" I challenged.

He didn't seem embarrassed, or even shy. "I must've bloomed little later than you" he admits with a soft chuckle, "Vivian Stewart, I was 21, she was too. It was the last semester of my last PhD and I figured I must be missing out on something. And I sure was" he smirks to himself. "I came, she did too, 3 times. I did a lot of research ahead of time" he mirrored my story and I rolled my eyes. It was hard not to feel a little impressed but I tried with everything I had to stifle it so he couldn't tell. I wish it didn't make me feel something but it did. I gulp down the mouthful of tea that's been sitting in my throat.

I have to shake myself back to reality. I can't give him the satisfaction of throwing me. "My turn." I command, "When was your last relationship Dr. Reid?" I ask, "I mean like, serious one, not like hook-up" I clarify before he can ask. He thinks on it for a moment.

"I'm not sure what you classify as fully serious, but I guess it was this girl, Rebecca, we dated for a while when I first joined the BAU but it didn't work out. What about you?" he flips it back.

"So that was what, like 6-ish years ago?" I ask, he just nods.

"Mine was like 3 years ago now I think. I met this guy Nathan on my first week of college, we dated for like 4 years. He moved here for me when I got accepted by the BAU." I had to stop myself from delving into the detail. It was a long time ago now but it still hurt. "Long story short, the hours were demanding and they got in the way more than I would've liked. We ended up splitting a couple months after I got the job." I tried to play it off like it wasn't one of the more devastating things to happen in my life. But something told me he’d registered that, so he didn't push.

His energy picks up and he looks at me with a grin, but there's something a little sinister behind it. "I've got a more fun question for you." he leans in closer to me, "Y/N, when was the last time you got laid?" I just looked at him in shock. 

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me, I can go first if you really need me to?" his voice didn't waver,

"Fuck you Reid, I know when it was!" I snapped back at him. I did have to think back a little farther than I'd like to pull up the memory.

"Met this guy in a bar when I was out with Pen one night, we went back to his place and hooked up." I say as deadpan as I can make it.

"Well that's not very exciting is it?" he jokes, "Did you at least cum that time?" I know he's just trying to rile me up, but I answer anyway.

"As a matter of fact I did" I earn back a little of my confidence.

"I'm so happy for you, but you did manage to avoid my initial question" fuck "when was this exciting night of yours Y/N?" he probes, like I really, really wished he wouldn't. I could lie, but I'm sure he'd be able to tell. I cringe before I can say it.

"About 8 months ago" I mutter, just low enough for him to hear.

"Sorry, did you just say 8 months ago?" He nearly shouts in disbelief, he seems to find it funny.

"Hey fuck you Spencer!" I go on the defensive, "When was the last time you even got laid?"

"Like two and half weeks ago" he says, confident, and still laughing, "Wait wait, when was the last time you got yourself off? I know you're not waiting 8 months!" he giggles and I think I could kill him. I know I kept giving him outs but was it too late for me to just get up and leave?

"I'm not doing this with you if you're just gonna make fun of me Reid, I get enough of that at work" I get out, my voice is serious but I'm trying to hide how awkward all of this is making me feel, and I don't know that I'm doing a very good job.

I can tell that's gotten to him, he relaxes and eases up on the giggling. "Look okay wait Y/N. I'll stop, I'm not actually trying to make fun of you. I was being serious, I think stuff like this is important if we're gonna have to be comfortable around each other enough to seem like a real couple. Plus, it'll just help break the ice?" he shrugs. "But you don't have to answer if you don't want to."

I soften, because I agree, even thought I hate that he's right. "Fine" I collect my thoughts, "2 nights ago I'm pretty sure." I regret it almost instantly, but breaking the ice is supposed to feel awkward.

"Same here actually," he chuckles, "what'd you do?" I'm so startled by the question I almost forget how to answer.

"I, uh, my, my vibrator? I just felt like uh, I watched some..." I still can't force out a whole sentence. It's not like I was always awkward about sex or anything, I could talk to Garcia, or honestly probably any of the other team members about it. But with Spencer it didn't feel as comfortable. He still sat calmly, smiling just a little.

"Same here, 2 nights back, but with my hands I guess. I wonder if we were doing it at the same time?" he mutters the last part gently and my head goes a bit fuzzy. My eyes drift away from his face and settle on his hands, the mug he's holding looks so tiny with his fingers wrapped around it, I wondered how they'd look wrapped around my-

"Okay I think that's enough for one night, don't you think?" I jump up off the sofa and turn, mostly so that he doesn't catch the blush thats creeping from my neck up to my cheeks. And because I don't know what I'll say, or regret saying, if this conversations continues on its current trajectory.

"Sure," he says, standing up next to me, and I want to move further away instantly, "you're probably right, and it's getting a little late now anyway" he glances at his watch. Ushering me back towards his front door and opening it up. Before I can walk out he lightly touches my shoulder to turn me back to face him, and I wonder if he can feel the heat radiating from every part of me.

"So are you free next Friday after work?" he asks, and I'm so flustered I almost forget why, I just nod. "Perfect, how about we come here again and we can dive into preparing? You could also make a start on getting these onto a hard drive?" he gestures to the antique looking hardbacks adorning the shelves.

'Sounds great!" I perk up, feigning enthusiasm, "See you then!"

"Well, see you Monday morning actually Y/N" he smirks as I walk out the door. Fuck, he was right.

I really hadn't thought this through.

——

The weekend was a bit of a blur. I decided to try and put some useful information into a document for Spencer. It felt strange to try and condense my life into as few pages as possible. I knew Reid had an eidetic memory, and nothing would necessarily overwhelm him. But I also knew that he was someone that the team relied on to fill in a lot of the gaps in the rest of the our knowledge. So I felt bad about dumping a load of information on him, especially considering it was a favor he was doing for me.

I'd complied the majority of my life into a 15 page document and printed it out. Hopefully that would address most of what my family could guerrilla attack him with. There was also something unsettling about the imbalance. I was going to give him so many of the intricate details of my life in a little file, whereas all I really knew about Spencer was what I'd taken it upon myself to learn about him throughout the past few years.

I'd read all of his work while I was in college, given how he was the gold standard of getting into the BAU at a young age, I wanted to know who this guy was. I think I'd pictured something different. And I couldn't deny there was something enticing about finally getting to know him after all of these years of working together. Maybe this could actually be fun, or interesting at least.

----

I arrived early on Monday morning. I thought I was first into the office as usual but Garcia was sitting in my desk chair waiting for me. The second she saw me walk in she tensed, she must've known we were the only people in this early.

"What happened! You've been avoiding me all weekend?" she asked, and she was right. I'd drafted enough texts to her, trying to explain what the plan was, mostly without wanting to admit that she was right. Maybe I was stubborn.

"Alright okay, I drove Reid home." I admitted, dropping my bag by my desk. She rolls her eyes at me, dramatic as always.

"Well I knew that already Y/N damn! What happened next?"

"Fine, we went into his apartment and talked for a while. Trying to sort out the details, get a handle on things I guess?" I said, unsure of how much I should actually give away about our conversation.

"What things!?" She shouts, standing up from my desk,

"I don't know Pen, like logistics and stuff, I still haven't decided how I feel about that little stunt you pulled on Friday night!" I let my frustration get the better of me, and maybe that's why I haven't talked to her. It could also be because I know she's able to read me like a book and I'm not even sure how I feel about this whole situation.

"I call bullshit." She counters, "I know you were relived as hell when I sorted that whole thing out. You would've had anxiety tummy all weekend if I hadn't called Spencer!" I just go silent, she was right. I'd gotten so caught up in the whole, 'how to have a fake boyfriend' that I'd almost forgotten about how stressed I was about Spencer hearing my call in the first place.

"Okay, shit" I sigh. "Maybe you were right Pen. We're actually meeting up again this Friday after work to make a plan for the next while, so I guess that's progress?" I shrug, trying to play it off like this whole situation doesn't make my stomach flip.

"Ohhhhh! So like a date?" She probes, her enthusiasm rising drastically.

"Oh my God Pen no! Like an appointment at best" I diffuse the situation

"Ugh that's no fun" she says, not even trying to disguise her disappointment.

As if on cue Dr. Reid walks through the double doors into the bullpen. Both Garcia and I wave, overall awkwardly, but making an attempt pretend like things were completely normal and like nothing had changed since the last time we were all in the office together.

Penelope heads to her office as the bullpen starts to fill up quickly. Less than an hour later though Garcia's back at my desk and there's a new case that needs the teams attention in Boston. I follow her into the conference room and wait for the rest of the team to join. Spencer follows a moment later with 2 cups of coffee in his hands. I can see my mug in his hand and my automatic response is that he's messing with me. But he places my mug in front of me in the circular table before taking the seat next to me, listening to Garcia's briefing. I don't know if he's ever sat next to me in this conference room, at least not by choice.

I barely had any time to finish my coffee before I have to say goodbye to Garcia and hop on the jet to Boston.

----

The case was grueling. More so than usual. It was wrapped up late on Thursday night and the team decided to fly back home first thing on Friday morning. I was exhausted. Even if there was enough time to get sleep each night it wasn't like I got any. Whenever a case got on top of me like this it made it hard to rest, or get it off my mind at all until it was wrapped up. So even though it was over, that didn't mean I wasn't exhausted.

Hotch gave the team the rest of the day off, given that we have until submit our paperwork by Monday. I wasn't sure if Spencer's invitation from the following week still stood. I didn't want to ask, partly because I was so tired, but also because I was scared. I wasn't about to show up at his house in an effort to have a heart to heart, or hand him a condensed version of my life story on a manilla envelope if he was as drained as I was.

Standing by my desk I packed up everything I'd need to get my paperwork done over the weekend, I was just about finished when Spencer snuck up behind me, perching himself on the edge of my desk. "So, you almost ready to go?" he asks, like it's the most obvious question in the world. I couldn't really hide my surprise.

"Oh yeah. That's fine, I mean, if you're still cool with that?" I ask, and I hate how flustered I sound, like he makes me nervous.

"Of course, why wouldn't I be?" He chuckles, standing up straight.

"Cool, gimme a sec and I'll be good to go."

I pack up the rest of my stuff quickly and we make our way out. There's something that feels a little eerie about the two of us being in an elevator together alone again. It was a different kind of awkward to how it felt a week before hand. It almost felt like a kind of tension rather than a hatred or a rivalry. Either way we rode down in silence.

Once we got to the basement Spencer walks out of the elevator and walks straight to my car without having to ask. I unlock it and he hops into the passenger seat. Like this is a natural interaction. Something we do all the time. And I don't hate it as much as I thought I would.

"So," he says, buckling up his seat belt and breaking the silence, "do you know how to get to my place from here or do you need directions again?"

"Well I've got to turn on the engine first" I tease, hoping he picks up on the reference to our last car ride, he chuckles like he does.

"Are you hungry?" he asks

"Starving."

The delivery guy get's to Spencer's apartment at almost the same time we do.

---

Once the food's been demolished the two of us finally sit on his sofa, the same sides as the week before. "So, shall we get back into this?" He asks, sitting forward slightly to pull a notebook out of his satchel on the floor. It's small and lavender, and it's got a pen clipped into the spine. He cracks it open and flips to a specific page.

"Sorry, what's that?" I ask, pointing to the book, he looks confused,

"They're my notes?" he says, like it should be obvious

"Your notes?" I ask,

"My notes on you." he smirks, again like I'm silly for even asking.

He had notes on me? He had a whole notebook on me? What was even in that thing?

"You've got notes on me?" I ask, my hands reaching out to grab it, but he retreats faster than I can catch him. "What have you got in there that's so serious?"

"Nothing." and his tone's a bit too stern and I don't really want to push it when he's being so uncharacteristically nice to me.

"I've actually got this ready for you" I pull the file out of my own bag and toss it to him. "I'm not sure exactly what you need to know but that should be the majority of it at least."

He opens it up and glances over the the pages. It takes him all of 2 minutes to get through the whole thing. It feels unsettling that he's taking in a boiled down version of my life while I'm just sitting on the opposite side of the sofa. Trying to avoid the attention I pipe up.

"Um, hey, maybe it would be a good time for you to show me where to make a start digitizing your books over here?" I stand up and make my way to the shelf. He jumps up off the sofa and walks toward me, visibly excited.

"That's actually a great idea, I thought that the theses from my degrees could be a good place to start, since I'm pretty sure they're not backed up anywhere." he guides me to a section of the book case by the window. There's a series of leather bound hardbacks, the same gold font embossed on the spines. I recognize all of them, pulling out the first one.

"This is my favorite" I say without thinking about it and he does a double take, clearly thrown.

"You've, uh, you read my work?" he asks, completely puzzled. I'm sort of proud that I've managed to make him this awkward, and I nod.

"Mmhm, back before I joined the BAU actually. Before I really knew you" I regret saying the last part, it comes out a little meaner than I really wanted it to so I back track. "Spencer, I read all of your work while I was in college, you were like the gold standard. I don't think I slept more than 2 hours a night throughout my PHD because I was just trying to get as much done as you." and his face softens at the admission. But it takes him a moment before he responds. Leaving the two of us in silence a little too long.

"I had no idea" is all he says.

"I think this one was best" I say propping up the one in my hand, "you get a bit cockier as you move on” His eyebrows shoot up in surprise, "but I'll start with all of these I guess" I grab the matching books and stack them in my arms. Walking over to his desk and setting up. Glancing at the clock it was only 7pm so I decided to just make a start.

Spencer didn't contest. Letting me just get settled at his desk, I pull out my laptop and begin work on transcribing the first volume. After a few minutes he silently places a cup of tea down beside me and goes to sit on the sofa. The time rolls in quickly after that, each time I look up at Spencer he's carefully combing through the file I'd given him. Re-reading it and making little markings in his lavender notebook. I'm not really sure what I put in there that was worth making a note on but clearly he was reading between the lines on some things. That little notebook was like a profile of me.

When he seemed like he'd finished writing he pulls out his phone, scrolling through it aimlessly like I'd never seen him do before. It made him look so normal. His eyebrows knit together as he's looking at something on his screen and he stands up. Making his way over to me at the desk and shows me what he was looking at.

"Who's this?" he asks, "This guy you're with?"

I recognize the photo instantly. It's from a few years earlier, Nathan and I on the beach, my head resting on his chest. He'd taken it while we were on vacation celebrating our anniversary. That was about a month before I got into the BAU, I had no idea that was going to be our last anniversary. I gulp down the emotions that it stirs. I'm mostly over the whole thing by now, but looking at old photos like that, photos of happier times, it can still sting.

"That's uh, the boyfriend I was telling you about last week. Nathan, we broke up not long after I joined the BAU?" he nods, but he's smart, and I kind of figure he already knew that.

"Ah alright" he takes out the hardback and jots another note down. Maybe he's trying to get a read on me.

"What are you doing?" I gesture to the phone,

"It's research, do you not think that if you and I were really dating that stalking your social media profiles would be on my agenda?" he's smug, and he's right. But I guess I just didn't expect it from him.

"Well that's not really fair now is it? I can't reciprocate, you've got no social media presence whatsoever!" he finds that funny, letting out a deep chuckle and tucking his phone away in his back pocket.

"Maybe so, but that imbalance is hardly my fault. Besides, you've read all my dissertations apparently..."

"Bastard" I joke, slamming my laptop shut and throwing a pen from his desk at him so that it lightly bounces off the top of his head.

"Hey, there's no need for violence Y/N!" he rubs the spot beneath his curls, "Maybe it's time you took a break actually?" he says, sitting himself back down on the sofa.

I was reluctant to admit it but he was right. My eyes were starting to go a little fuzzy after looking at the screen for so long. I stand up and stretch my arms out above my head, feeling my spine stretch out after sitting for so long, letting out a low groan. Spencer waves me over to the sofa and I join him.

"How about we go back to basics?" Spencer asks with a small grin, and I can't help but let out a long sigh.

"I thought I was taking a break, no more questions" he just laughs at me,

"Relax, you're not that interesting, it's just a simple question." he states, and I'm not sure if I'm supposed to find it funny or offensive

"Ugh, fine, shoot"

"Well, actually it's two questions" he corrects, "what's your favorite movie, and what's your favorite snack?"

I'm confused mostly by the fact that it actually is a simple question, I was expecting something a lot more contentious, but also because he looks eager to know the answer.

"I'm not really sure what my favorite movie is to be honest, one of them is Night of the Living Dead?"

He nods to himself, and jots it down in the notebook again, "Alright, I can make that work" he stands up off the sofa before turning back to me, "and snack?"

"Peanut butter cups I guess?" I respond and he grins ear to ear, which is a completely new sight, and I like it way more than I thought I would.

"Perfect, gimme 2 minutes!" he leaves the living room and wanders towards the kitchen.

Spencer returns a few minutes later with a DVD, a packet of peanut butter cups , and a thick knitted blanket gathered in his arms. He drapes the blanket over me and gently places the peanut butter cups on top of it before popping the DVD into the player and sitting down beside me. I'm not really sure how to process any of the situation. Am I about to watch a movie on Spencer Reid's sofa? Sitting next to Spencer Reid?

"I... I, uh, thought you were just asking for your notes?" I ask, pointing at the notebook resting in his lap. He picks it up and throws it onto the coffee table.

"Sometimes I find experience is the best teacher, don't you?" he asks before pressing play, “And besides, it should keep you quiet for a whole 96 minutes” of course.

I can only nod in agreement, I'm not really sure what I'll say if I try to speak. I get myself cosy under the warm blanket and we watch the movie in near silence.

Once the credits roll Spencer finally speaks up, "I actually went to see a screening of this last month downtown, there was this little old horror movie fest-" I cut him off without really realizing, I'm just strangely excited that we've genuinely got something in common.

"Holy shit, I was there!" I say, more enthusiastic than the situation calls for.

He laughs at my excitement, "Well, I guess we have more overlap than I thought, that should probably help with the whole charade." he stretches his arms up over his head and let's out a small, gentle yawn. I'd been enjoying myself more than I thought I would, or would ever tell Spencer, that I'd almost forgotten that we'd both been on a case for almost every waking moment of the past week. I really should feel a lot more drained than I do.

I was just after midnight when I suggested that I head back home. I offered to take some of the books home to work on throughout the weekend but Spencer insisted that I just work on them whenever I came over again. I sort of felt like I should thank him for the evening when I was on my way out the door, or give him a quick hug, no that felt wrong. In the end all I could really muster was a lousy, "goodnight" and a meek wave on my way out the door before I drove home. And couldn't get to sleep.

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[ballistic-lipstick-dream-machine]

Masterlist

Music Video GIFS

Rock Brigade

Hello America

Wasted

Let It Go

High ‘N’ Dry (Saturday Night)

Bringin’ On The Heartbreak (1982)

Rock! Rock! (Till You Drop)

Photograph

Too Late For Love

Foolin’

Rock Of Ages

Bringin’ On The Heartbreak (1984)

Me And My Wine [Honorable Mentions]

Women

Rocket

Animal

Love Bites

PSSOM (UK)

PSSOM (US) [Honorable Mentions]

Armageddon It

Hysteria

Let’s Get Rocked

Heaven Is

Make Love Like A Man

Tonight

Stand Up (Kick Love Into Motion)

Have You Ever Needed Someone So Bad

I Wanna Touch U

Action

Two Steps Behind

Miss You In A Heartbeat

When Love And Hate Collide

Slang

Work It Out

All I Want Is Everything

Promises

Goodbye

Now

Long Long Way to Go

Rock On

No Matter What

Nine Lives

C’mon C’mon

Let’s Go

Man Enough

Dangerous

We Belong

Personal Jesus

We All Need Christmas

Kick

Fire It Up

Album Collages

On Through The Night

High N Dry

Pyromania

Hysteria

Adrenalize

Retro Active

Slang

Euphoria

X (Ten)

Yeah!

Songs From The Sparkle Lounge

Def Leppard (Self Titled)

Rock & Roll Hall of Fame

Rock & Roll Hall of Fame Induction Speech

Rock of Ages @ The 2019 Rock & Roll Hall of Fame Induction Ceremony

Behind The Scenes of Rock Hall Ceremony

The Road To Rock Hall (Day 4)

The Road To Rock Hall (Day 3)

The Road To Rock Hall (Day 2)

The Road To Rock Hall (Day 1)

Birthday

Happy Birthday Philip Kenneth Collen (December 8th, 1957) ❤️

Happy Birthday Richard Savage (December 2nd, 1960) ❤️

Happy Birthday Richard John Cyril Allen (November 1st, 1963) ❤️

Happy Birthday Peter Andrew Willis (February 16th, 1960) ❤️

Happy Birthday Vivian Patrick Campbell (August 25th, 1962) ❤️

Happy Birthday Joseph Thomas Elliott (August 1st, 1959) ❤️

Happy Birthday Stephen Maynard Clark (April 23rd, 1960) ❤️

Miscellaneous

Def Leppard Playlist [1] [2]

Def Leppard - Adrenalize on Vinyl [1] [2]

Phil’s Solo from Live: In the Round, in Your Face

Def Leppard Hits Europe - Sweden Rock Festival

Def Leppard on Vinyl

Def Leppard on Vinyl - Color Edition

When Joe Went Bowling

“And he never left!”

MTV’s Friday Night Video Fights

Diamond Star Halos - Animated Album Art

Kick - Animated Single Art

Take What You Want - Animated Single Art

[papermoonloveslucy]

LOOK!  MEN ARE MESSY!

August 14, 1951

For the final shot of “Men Are Messy” (ILL S1;E8), the “I Love Lucy” props department mocked up a magazine cover using the actual August 14, 1951 edition of Look (volume 15, #17). The episode was filmed on October 25 and aired on December 3, 1951.

Lucy’s hillbilly photo covers up a trio of real Universal Studios starlets: Joyce Holden, Peggy Dow, and Julia Adams. The other cover photos are of Pope Pius XII, author Gayelord Hauser, and the B-47 Jet.

This episode is based on Lucy’s radio show “My Favorite Husband” “George Is Messy” broadcast June 4, 1950. In that script, the magazine that is mentioned in the final moments is Young Homemakers, not Look. 

Look was a biweekly magazine published from 1937 to 1971, with an emphasis on photographs rather than articles. A large-sized magazine of (11″ x 14″), it was a direct competitor to Life, which began publication months earlier and ended in 1972, a few months after Look shut down. 

Inside this issue of Look: 

Full page ad for Happy Go Lovely, an RKO musical comedy with David Niven, Vera-Ellen, and Cesar Romero

Full page ad for Cyrano de Bergerac, with Jose Ferrer.

Gayelord Hauser author of the book Look Younger, Live Longer.

Tarzan actor Lex Barker married Arlene Dahl, and is vacationing in Oklahoma.

Look reporter and photographer Ben Kocivar goes up in a B-47 Bomber.

Two page ad for Walt Disney’s Alice in Wonderland.

The Pope’s secret plans in case of war.

Tennis player Art Larsen.

16 top economists predict what the dollar will buy in December.

America’s ten most televised women. 

Movie review of A Streetcar Named Desire.

How Hollywood stars are created: includes Tony Curtis, Piper Laurie, Rock Hudson, and others. 

The great American sandwich.

Full page color Camel Cigarettes ad with opera star Rise Stevens.

On the date this issue hit the newsstands, the publishing world changed forever with the death of William Randolph Hearst, one of the most powerful and wealthiest men in America. He was the model for the Orson Welles film Citizen Kane (1941). Hearst, however, did not own Look magazine. Look was founded by Mike Cowles of Des Moines, Iowa, and owned by Cowles Media. 

Look is also prominently featured in “Lucy Gets Ricky on the Radio” (ILL S1;E32) with Lucille Ball on the cover... 

...and “Ricky Loses His Temper” (ILL S3;E19), with French actress Jeanmarie on the cover.   

"Redecorating” (ILL S2;E8) opens with Ricky napping with the August 26, 1952 issue of Look Magazine over his face. Model Jean Zahorsky is on the cover showing off ‘dormitory duds’. It was no coincidence that this particular magazine and issue was used. It contained:

A full page Philip Morris ad with Lucille Ball and Desi Arnaz. 

An article about CBS building a 25 acre city in Hollywood (Studio City) to house its television operations.

A review of the Bob Hope film Son of Paleface. 

It was even used for one of the flashback intro of a re-run during Lucille Ball’s pregnancy leave. Notice that Vivian Vance puts her hand over Ball’s photo, obscuring it from camera. It was common for Lucy and Desi to repay magazines providing coverage of their show with on-air placement. 

Although the script changes the real-life musician’s magazine Down Beat to Half Beat, Look Magazine plays itself. From 1952 to 1971 Lucille Ball appeared on the cover of Look nine times!  

More about LOOK, LIFE & TIME Magazines and Lucy!

RICKY: “Lucy, this man is not from Half-Beat Magazine.” LUCY: “He ain’t?” PHOTOGRAPHER: “No, I’m from Look Magazine!” LUCY: “Ewwww!”

[xx-myd3xrjul13t-xx]

For you guys-

@highwayhells, Rick Savage ;)

@joeelliottsmullet, Joe (obviously) or Philip Lewis

@dilfleppard, Vivian Campbell x

whAT ABOUT M E ? Tell me the honest truth 😌🤞

You + _______= Cute Couple

[djgoodblood]

(Afrobeats Update (2))

AFRO POP meets ZOUK LOVE is the theme of this new mix. It's a smooth ride, so it works as background music as well as for kizomba and zouk dancing.

The aim was to put together some of the sweetest zouk-based and zouk-influenced songs from this year & the last couple of years. There are a couple of throwbacks as well. One again, the mix is very international and features songs by artists like Sauti Sol (Kenya) x India.Arie (USA), Philip Monteiro (Cape Verde) x Viviane Chidid (Senegal), Bahati (Kenya), Marioo (Tanzania), Otile Brown & Sanaipei Tande (Kenya), Nelson Freitas (Cape Verde) x Mikas Cabral (Guinea-Bissau), Nviiri The Storyteller (Kenya), Mad Ice (Uganda/Finland), Soraia Ramos (Cape Verde)...

If you like the mix, please repost & share it. Follow us for more mixtapes coming soon!

AFROBEATS UPDATE #10 - AFRO POP x ZOUK LOVE (May 2021)

1. Sauti Sol feat. India.Arie - My Everything (2020) 2. Marioo - Inatosha (2019) 3. Bahati feat. Diana Marua - Mtaachana Tuu (2020) 4. Otile Brown & Sanaipei Tande - Chaguo La Moyo (2018) 5. Bahati - Wanani (Toto Si Toto) (2020) 6. Suzanna Lubrano - Tudo Pa Mi (2021) 7. Nelson Freitas feat. Neyna - Na Bo Mon (2020) 8. Nelson Freitas feat. Mikas (Tabanka Djaz) - Pôlimé (2021) 9. Nviiri the Storyteller - Overdose (2019) 10. Bahati feat. Mejja - Dear Ex (Remix) (2021) 11. Mad Ice - Wasiwasi (2013) 12. Soraia Ramos - Bai (2019) BONUS: Philip Monteiro feat. Viviane Chidid - Amor (1998)

[forhappyhearts]

PHILIP BANKS & VIVIAN BANKS Bel-Air | 2.10 - Don't Look Back

[daviddshiki]

The Adventures of David Dashiki-Story of African American Hero-You Direct Your Life Story.  Make it Beautiful

CALVIN  COLLEGE  - HISTORIAN

HOW can i be discouraged when I peruse our history? We should not be here. We were brought here as slaves. We have been whipped, brutalized, lynched and murdered. Still we rise .No pandemic can hold us down for our life in.  America is the Pandemic Story. We are a great people who stand on the shoulders of even greater people. We direct our story. Lets make it beautiful like our color.

I remind all of you of our heroes who fought the magnificent fight for freedom. recently, we lost another who transitioned having succumbed to cancer for no human could bring him down. I speak of the gallant John Lewis. We will never see his likeness again. Brave, humble, courageous and selfless. He served 38 years in the halls of Congress. Every day of his life was dedicated to the emancipation of his people and in so doing all of America. We must always honor he who symbolizes the word warrior. With all due respect, we show reverence by mentioning others who inspired him,  were motivated by or traveled the cruel road of freedom fighting with the tough, fearsome, illustrious and potent John Lewis. Rest in peace as we here on Earth continue to make trouble in behalf of liberation:  FREEDOM FIGHTERS...

Frederick Douglass-Abolitionist, Harriet Tubman-Abolitionist(Underground Railroad), Booker T Washington- Founder: Tuskegee Institute, Ida B. Wells-Journalist, WEB Dubois-Founder: NAACP, A Philip Randolph- Labor Leader, Roy Wilkins-NAACP Executive Director, Bayard Rustin-Civil Rights Activist, Dorothy Height-Advocate for African American Female Rights, Rosa Parks-Mother of the Civil Rights Movement, NAACP Official, Fannie Lou Hamer-Founder: Freedom Democratic Party, Nelson Mandela- President of South Africa after 27 years in imprisonment in the fight for freedom, James Farmer-Leader of CORE, Joseph Lowery- Co-Founder SCLC, Whitney Young-Executive Director- National Urban League, Charles Ever-Civil Rights Leader, Mayor in Mississippi, Fred Shuttlesworth- Co Founder SCLC, C T Vivian Leader of SNCC and SCLC, Medgar Evers, NAACP Official in Mississippi killed in the struggle for freedom, Malcolm X, Legend, The Voice of the Civil Rights Movement, Hosea Williams- Strategist for SCLC Huey Newton - Co Founder of the Black Panthers, Bobby Seale-Co Founder Black Panther Party, Marcus Garvey- Father of the Civil Rights Movement, Julian Bond- Rep. Georgia State Legislature, Al Sharpton-Founder: NAN, Jesse Jackson-Founder: Rainbow Coalition, Stokely Carmichael-Co-Founder: SNCC, Fred Hampton-Chairman Black Panther Party Illinois Chapter, Dr. Martin Luther King...He was the civil rights movement 

These are the names you must study and remember. Keep your eyes on the prize and make your story beautiful. We owe that to John Lewis and the other bright lights of the movement. Black Lives Matter. They must matter to us first. Do something with your life. You must know these names as you would those of Stephen Curry, LeBron James, Kevin Durant, James Harden, Carmelo Anthony, CP3, Anthony Davis, Beyonce,  Rihanna and Alicia Keys. In this way,  the dreams of John Lewis will be realized. VOTE !!!!

[typingtess]

Tiptoeing through the guest cast:  “Plain Sight”

Eddie George as Byron Brown Back from "Kulinda" – Brown was the friendly fellow on Sam's security team.

Rocky Marquette as Tony Young Appeared in episodes of Scorpion and Rizzoli & Isles.  Played Cyd Lawson in the "Le Carnaval de la Mort" episode of NCIS: New Orleans in season one.

Was Tobey McGuire's stand-in for the first "Spiderman" movie in 2002.

Chris McGarry as William Bradford Was Lt. Commander Peter Sanger/Dr. Sanger in the two-part "Shell Shocked" episode of NCIS in season ten and CIA Agent Adam Calloway in the NCIS: New Orleans "No Man's Land" episode in season two.

Played a CSU Tech for about four seasons of Law & Order, was Pat in The Sopranos, Kevin Framesworth in Big Love, Dr. Banks in Awake and Ted Dibinsky in Lucky 7.

Guest starred in episodes of Law & Order: SVU, Kidnapped, The Unit, Without a Trace, Numb3rs, Boston Legal, Medium, Lie to Me, Monk, Cold Case, 24, CSI, Mad Men, The Defenders, CSI: Miami, Hawaii Five-0, Private Practice, American Horror Story, Private Practice, Grey's Anatomy, The Fosters, Necessary Roughness, Bones, House of Lies, Casual and The Good Fight.

Rebecca Wiscoky as Sasha Livingston Was the murderous real estate lady Jody Carvell in the "Dead and Unburied" episode of NCIS in season four.  Played Principal Nowack in the 2010 revival of 90210, Brenda Shettrick – the sketchy information officer of the CBI - in The Mentalist and Evelyn Powell on Devious Maids.

Appeared in episodes of Sex & The City, Law & Order, Law & Order: Criminal Intent, Law & Order: SVU, Third Watch, The Sopranos, Without a Trace, Medium, Cold Case, Ugly Betty, Bones, Samantha Who?, Saving Grace, Miami Medical, Big Love, True Blood, The Young and the Restless, American Horror Story, In Plain Sight, Desperate Housewives, Longmire, Criminal Minds, 1600 Penn, Major Crimes, Castle, Once Upon a Time, The Exes, The X-Files, Grimm, Graves and last summer's The Sinner.  

Joseph C. Phillips as Charles Livingston Played Billy Harris in Hothouse, Lt. Martin Kendall in both The Cosby Show and A Different World (he was the husband of Lisa Bonet's Denise), Mayor Morgan Douglas in The District, J.T. Morse on Vanished, Marcus Johnson in Without A Trace (he was the husband of Marianne Jean-Baptiste's Vivian), the Mayor in Castle and Mr. Davis in 13 Reasons Why.

Was Philip Conway in last November's "Home of the Brave" episode of NCIS.

Guest starred in episodes of A Man Called Hawk, Martin, Living Single, The Larry Sanders Show, Any Day Now, City of Angels, Popular, The Parkers, King of Queens, Judging Amy, VIP, Jack & Bobby, Las Vegas, Ghost Whisperer, Bones, Secret Life of the American Teenager, The Mentalist and The Event.

Phillips has worked extensively in soaps – Cruiser in Search for Tomorrow, Justus Ward in General Hospital and Agent Jed Paulson in The Young and the Restless.

Chad T. Wood as Supervisor Guest starred in episodes of Colony, Criminal Minds and Marvel's Agents of SHIELD.

Eddie Alfano as Security Guard Guest starred in episodes of On the Spot, Las Vegas, MADtv, Justice, Drake & Josh, Nip/Tuck, The Hustler, CSI: NY, Cougar Town, Bones, Days of Our Lives, The Young and the Restless, Vegas, 2 Broke Girls, Kirstie, The Distinguished Gentleman, Mike & Molly, General Hospital and Major Crimes.

Was one of the drug runners in prison with Reid last season in Criminal Minds.

Tre Hale as Felix Swoope Appeared in an episode of Lethal Weapon.

Lauren Jenna as Yvette Jackson Appeared in a few short films.

Xingu Del Rosario as Jack Was in episodes of Body of Evidence, Fashion House, The Last Ship and Lethal Weapon.  Also works as a stunt performer (everything from The Last Ship and SEAL Team to a Prince Music Video) and trains performers in martial arts.

Alejandro Barrios as Connor Murray Appeared in episodes of Legends, State of Affairs, Community, Lethal Weapon, Law & Order True Crime: The Menendez Murders and This Is Us.

Djakarta as Deborah Was in episodes of Baggage, H8R, Excused and Deal With It.

Clay Wilson as Marcus Colin Wilson as Kevin No credits for either actors.

Written by:  Joseph C. Wilson wrote or co-wrote “Full Throttle”, “Stand-off”, “Personal”, “Plan B”, “Sacrifice”, “Blye, K.” Part One, “Gold Standard”, “Unwritten Rule”, “Fallout”, “Between the Lines”, “Exposure”, “Reign Fall”, “Kolcheck, A.”, “Cancel Christmas”, “Head of The Snake”, “Home is Where the Heart Is”, “Queen Pin” and "Golden Days"

Directed by:  Dennis Smith directed “Fame”, “Standoff”, “Rocket Man”, “Cyberthreat”, “Exit Strategy”, “Patriot Acts”, “Out of the Past” part one, “The Livelong Day”, Between the Lines” (written by Wilson), “Deep Trouble” part two, “Black Budget”, “Black Wind”, “Blame it On Rio”, “Defectors”, “Matryoshka” part one, “Granger, O”, “The Queen's Gambit”, “Hot Water" and "From Havana With Love".

[mareviola]

List of Sims

The First (and only) Matriarch - Lilian Castillo

001) Adrienne (f: Travis Scott) 

002) Bridie (f: Johnny Zest) 

003) Cecily (f: Don Lothario)

004) Debora (f: Louis Bergeron) 

005) Emi (f: Joshua Shipley) 

006) Amari (f: Duke Schmitt)

007) Bret (f: Duke Schmitt)

008) Conan (f: Mortimer Goth)

009) Fawn (f: Dakota Davison)

010) Gena (f: Kale Draper)

011) Haven (f: Barry Davison) 

012) Dudley (f: Noah Bradshaw)

013) Elias (f: J Huntington III)

014) Finnigan (f: Malcom Landgraab)

015) Garry (f: Colin Whitman)

016) Ianthe (f: Yahir Quinones)

017) Heston (f: Ezra Blackman)

018) Irving (f: Jordon Shipley)

019) Jai (f: Malachi Bergeron)

020) Keanu (f: Alfred Freeman)

021) Jesse (f: Ronnie Riggins) 

022) Lando (f: Alexander Goth)

023) Kayley (f: Tristen Carrillo)

024) Lacie (f: Tristen Carrillo) 

025) Micheal (f: Leonel Sharma)

026) Niklaus (f: Joey Woodall)

027) Marcie (f: Lewis Schmitt)

028) Orlando (f: Albert Wheeler)

029) Petar (f: Asher Rouya)

030) Quentin (f: James De Monte)

031) Narelle (f: Alexander Waldorf)

032) Octavia (f: Darrius Deaton)

033) Raphael (f: Sammy Groves)

034) Stefan (f: Sammy Groves)

035) Penelope (f: Vernon Camp)

036) Queenie (f: Jack Dogwwod)

037) Rylie (f: Yannik Theissen)

038) Theophilus (f: Clayton Wiseman)

039) Ulysses (f: Clarence Fields)

040) Sofia (f: Channing Hauser)

041) Van (f: Emiliano Billings)

042) Walter (f: Gulliver Christensen)

043) Tasha (f: Gulliver Clinton)

044) Unice (f: Gulliver Clinton)

045) Xavier (f: Duke Pickett)

046) Vivian (f: Chance Mosley) 

047) Wendy (f: Yahir Whipple)

048) Xanthe (f: Federico Michaels) 

049) Yvonne (f: Hector Lemus)

050) Zaira (f: Pablo Pringle)

051) Yves (f: Franklin Grove)

052) Zayn (f: Mathias Kay)

053) A. Aurelia (f: Venkat Katz)

054) B. Brielle (f: Joel Arriaga)

055) C. Carmela (f: Ahmad Sneed)

056) A. Amon (f: Ernesto Krause)

057) B. Benjamin (f: Raymond Christiansen)

058) D. Dessa (f: Elvis Escobedo)

059) E. Eliana (f: Phillip O’Neill)

060) C. Caden (f: Kasen Stiles)

061) D. Derik (f: Coty Nardone)

062) E. Emet (f: Avery Weller)

063) F. Fabio (f: Jon Lyman)

064) F. Fiora (f: Edison Lam)

065) G. Ginger (f: Edison Lam)

066) H. Hera (f: Conor Ceja)

067) I. Ivy (f: Omar McKinnon)

068) J. June (f: Aiden Cornell)

069) K. Karlee (f: Frank Kerner)

070) L. Leila (f: Nathanial Duran)

071) G. Glen (f: Floyd Jarrel)

072) H. Henry (f: Floyd Jarrel)

073) M. Mollie (f: Caden Rebuschatis)

074) I. Ivan (f: Giancarlo Vo)

075) N. Nadia (f: Dale Land)

076) J. Jordan (f: Ken Jacobson)

077) K. Kurt (f: Jamie Gamble)

078 ) L. Luis (f: Cannon Swenson)

079) M. Miles (f: Lonnie Robledo)

080) N. Neel (f: Eduardo Gallo)

081) O. Oliver (f: Daryl Costello)

082) O. Ophelia (f: Jarod Hong)

083) P. Philip (f: Jarod Hong)

084) P. Petra (f: Louis Nance)

085) Q. Quirrel (f: Gil Chow)

086) R. Riven (f: Gil Chow)

087) S. Sebastian (f: Ahmad Shipp)

088) Q. Quin (f: Dusty McCarty)

089) T. Tyler (f: Jorden Rodgers)

090) R. Regina (f: Zackery Ngo)

091) U. Uriel (f: Miguel Coley)

092) S. Sissy (f: Walker Bacon)

093) T. Terri (f: Tate Posey)

094) V. Vincent (f: Gideon Richey)

095) W. Wade (f: Gideon Richey)

096) X. Xander (f: Forrest Romano)

097) Y. Yuuri (f: Forrest Romano)

098) U. Uma (f: Pablo Morales)

099) Z. Zack  (f: Jairo Stapleton)

100) V. Victoria (f: Loren Neumann)

[musicoviniciusrodrigues]

As 10 melhores séries dos anos 1990

Nos anos 1990, quando serviços de streaming ainda eram inimagináveis, a televisão era a mídia que mais se expandia e os seriados estavam entre os produtos responsáveis por esse crescimento. Naquela época, as séries focavam mais no público jovem, mas o conteúdo podia ser assistido por toda a família. Para relembrar alguns títulos marcantes, a Bula reuniu em uma lista as dez melhores séries da década de 1990. A seleção foi baseada nos rankings divulgados pelo Rotten Tomatoes e pelo IMDb, sites norte-americanos especializados em cinema, com prioridade para os seriados que também fizeram sucesso no Brasil. Entre os principais, estão “Friends” (1994), de David Crane e Marta Kauffman; e “Arquivo X” (1993), de Chris Carter.

1 — Seinfeld (1989-1998), Larry David e Jerry Seinfeld

A série explora o humor nas situações cotidianas da vida e acompanha Jerry Seinfeld, um comediante stand-up que tenta ganhar a vida em Nova York, apesar dos problemas financeiros. Morando em um apartamento pequeno, ele recebe constantemente a visita de seus melhores amigos: o neurótico George, o excêntrico Kramer, e sua ex-namorada Elaine.

2 — Friends (1994 – 2004), David Crane e Marta Kauffman

“Friends” retrata a vida de seis jovens amigos que lutam para progredir em Nova York, durante os anos 1990. Rachel é a garota mimada que deixa o noivo no altar para viver com Monica, uma amiga dos tempos de escola sistemática e apaixonada por culinária. Ross é um paleontólogo que foi abandonado pela esposa, Joey é um ator iniciante e o sarcástico Chandler esconde sua profissão de todos. O grupo se completa com Phoebe, uma massagista excêntrica e vegetariana.

3 — Os Simpsons (1989 — Hoje), Al Jean, Mike Scully e George Meyer

Como uma sátira do estilo de vida da classe média norte-americana, a série acompanha a vida da família Simpson, que vive na cidade fictícia de Springfield. O pai, Homer, é um inspetor de segurança apaixonado por cerveja e casado com a dona de casa Marge. Eles têm três filhos: o rebelde Bart, a menina-prodígio Lisa, e a caçula Lisa, ainda bebê.

4 — Arquivo X (1993 – 2002), Chris Carter

Os agentes do FBI Fox Mulder e Dana Scully são os investigadores do Arquivo X, um acervo de casos não solucionados de atividades paranormais. Enquanto Mulder acredita que os casos envolvem uma conspiração do governo para esconder a existência de alienígenas, Scully é uma médica cética, designada para fazer análises científicas das descobertas de Mulder.

5 — Twin Peaks (1990-1991), David Lynch e Mark Frost

Na pacata cidade de Twin Peaks, a bela estudante Laura Palmer aparece morta à beira de um lago, enrolada em um saco plástico. Na autópsia, fica comprovado que ela foi brutalmente violentada antes de ser assassinada. O agente do FBI Dale Cooper é convocado para comandar a investigação e descobre que Laura escondia muitos segredos de sua família.

6 — Anos Incríveis (1988-1993), Neal Marlens e Carol Black

Já adulto, Kevin Arnold narra as histórias de sua adolescência nos Estados Unidos, no final da década de 1960, época de muitas transformações sociais no país. Além de seus dramas familiares, Kevin fala sobre as aventuras que viveu ao lado de seus melhores amigos do colégio: o inteligente Paul; e a bela Winnie, por quem ele era apaixonado.

7 — Três é Demais (1987-1995), Jeff Franklin

Após perder a esposa, Pâmela, em um acidente de carro, o repórter Daniel Ernest Tanner, mais conhecido como Danny, precisa de ajuda para cuidar de suas três filhas: a adolescente D.J., Stephanie e a recém-nascida Michelle. Então, ele convoca seus dois melhores amigos: o divertido Joey Gladstone e o galã roqueiro Jesse Karsopolis, o irmão mais novo de Pâmela.

8 — Lei & Ordem (1990-2010), Dick Wolf

Cada episódio de “Lei & Ordem” acompanha a resolução de um crime ocorrido na cidade de Nova York. Os casos são mostrados a partir de dois pontos de vistas diferentes. Na primeira parte, os detetives investigam as pistas e prendem os suspeitos. Na segunda, o foco muda para os tribunais, onde promotores tentam incriminar os réus, mas nem sempre obtêm sucesso.

9 — Um Maluco no Pedaço (1990-1996), Andy e Susan Borowitz

A série conta a história de Will, um jovem enviado por sua mãe para a casa dos tios Vivian e Philip, que levam uma vida luxuosa num bairro nobre da Califórnia. A mãe de Will deseja que ele tenha um futuro melhor. Mas, por ser um garoto de origem humilde e não se importar com os estudos, Will vive se comportando de maneira inadequada, o que acaba envergonhando seus tios e primos.

10 — Buffy: A Caça-Vampiros (1997-2003), Joss Whedon

Buffy Summers, uma adolescente de 15 anos, descobriu ainda cedo que não era uma garota comum. Ela é uma das escolhidas para proteger o mundo e lutar contra o mal, uma caça-vampiros. Após ser treinada por seu guardião, Giles, ela enfrenta perigosos vampiros e demônios com a ajuda dos amigos Xander e Willow. Ao mesmo tempo, Buffy tenta ser uma estudante normal do ensino médio.

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