#who might be getting the last name sheffield

[stars-of-kyber]

For the fic title game: I will find you.

Ohhhhhhhh okay okay

This could 100% be the alternative title to this one story I'm writing just now that I named "To Free Me From This Torment" so yeah:

After the Sheffield's dinner, Kate decides she has caused enough problems for her sister and the only way she can live with the fact that she's marrying Lord Bridgerton without breaking her own heart and putting Edwina's happiness in jepardy is by stepping away.

Edwina did not expect to find a letter from her sister saying goodbye and apoligising for her mistakes. She might have been angry with Kate but she did not wish to never see her only sister again. And Edwina knows there's only one person who will be able to get Kate back before she steps on that boat.

God help her, Lord Bridgerton will bring Kate back even if it is the last thing he does

[littlemissheavenonearth]

The Dancer And The Rockstar (Joe Elliott X Reader) part 8:

A/n: Part 8 is here!! Two more parts left yall!

As soon as the boys and I made it back to the hotel, I called Lia. I couldn’t wait to tell her that I was getting married. She picked up the phone and said, “Hello?” “Lia?”  “Y/N! Love, how are you?”  “I’m great! You?” “I am too.”  “Wonderful! I have some news,” “I was wondering why you sounded so excited.” Y/N giggled, “Lia, I’m getting married!”  For a few moments, I didn’t hear anything on the other end of the phone.  “L-lia?”  “We are so happy for you,” Said Lia’s husband. “Yeah!” Lia agreed. “Obviously, you guys are invited!” Then, I heard a quiet sob on the other end of the phone, “Uh what’s happening?”  “It's just that, I’ve watched both of you grow up and ugh, it’s just happening so fast!”  “Aww, I know, but you know how much I love Joe!”  “I do, now go plan the wedding!”  “Ok! Bye Lia!!”  I went to find Joe and then I found him in the bathroom looking into the mirror. I decided to join him.  “You’re pretty,” I smiled at him. He turned to me and lifted me up. “Darlin’ you have no idea how much I love you.” “I can say the same to you.” We looked into each other’s eyes and kissed. It was one of those movie kisses, or the ones you dream of as a kid. 

Joe and I planned for our wedding to be sort of small in a church in our hometown of Sheffield. I found a wedding dress that I really liked. It had these long sleeves with flower designs on them just as the skirt of the dress did. The bodice of the dress had some flowers and some swirl designs. I went to the store to try it on with Lia.  “Oh, love, you look so beautiful. Joe made the right choice.” Lia stated as I stared at myself through the mirror of the dressing room. I only hummed in response, beginning to think about how I got so lucky.

“I want this one.” I said after a while.

“Good choice!” Lia helped me out of the dress and waited until I put my clothes back on.

Then, we went to the checkout counter.

“Oh!” The checkout lady said, “Oh, this one is one of my favorites.”

“It’s beautiful,” I responded.

“Who’s the lucky guy?” 

“Oh, you might know him. His name is Joe Elliott.”

“Of Def Leppard?” 

“Yes, that would be him.” 

“Oh! So you’re the girl he’s always talking about! You chose, well my dear, and he did too.”  “I know, he’s great, I’ve known him for over fifteen years.” 

“I hope your relationship with him lasts forever!” The lady handed the dress over and Lia grabbed it. 

The day of the wedding, I was in the room with Lia as she helped put my dress on and she helped do my make up. I hadn’t seen Joe in quite some time, I mean obviously, it’s bad luck to see your fiancée before the wedding. All of a sudden, I began to get nervous and I began to sweat.  “Lia, I’m nervous!” 

“Hey, hey, it’s gonna be alright. I felt this way too.” Lia said while making two braids from a section of my hair and then putting them together to have a type of ponytail on the back of my head and then she put on the vail. She leaned down so she was at my eye level. “I know, it’s just,” I paused, not really knowing what to say. “You’ve come all this way, now go out there and marry your best friend.” This pep talk reminded me of all of those talks Lia and I would have before any of my dance recitals. 

Nobody’s POV

Joe sat down at his dressing table with his notebook and wrote down some lyrics, “I gotta know tonight, if you’re alone tonight…”  “Whatcha singing?” Sav asked with a smile. ”Oh just a song I’ve been working on.” ”Is it about y/n?” ”Who else?” Joe retorted. ”Ok, fair.” Sav threw his hands up in defense, “Is it for Pyromania?” ”No, it’s for our next album.” ”Oh?”  “Our biggest album yet.” Joe exclaimed as he stood up from the chair with a burst of confidence.  “What’s the album name?”  “Oh, that I haven’t thought about yet.” Sav laughed at Joe’s response. ”Dedicated the album to y/n. How does she make you feel?” Joe did not hesitate, “Hysterical.” Sav nodded, “Ok, we can work with that.” He thought for a moment. ”Hysteria.” Joe suggested, randomly, “That can be the name of the song and the album.” He looked at the bassist for reassurance. ”I actually really like that.” 

Before both y/n and Joe knew it, it was time for their wedding. Joe was already waiting on the wooden stage and y/n had her arm intertwined with Lia’s husband’s arm. Joe looked at the girl in the white dress who had a nervous smile on her face.  “Oh wow…..” He sighed at her. She walked to her side of the stage and immediately turned to look at Joe.  “We are gathered here today to witness the marriage of Joe Elliott and Y/N L/N.” After the wedding officiant finished his speech, the two began their vows. Joe sighed once again, “Y/N, wow, I will be honest with you, I sat around for hours, days,  weeks, trying to figure what to say about you, but there is just too much to say. Honestly, we’d be here for hours.” He paused, “When. I look at you, the whole world seems to stop and all I can see is you. You make me crazy, no wait, that’s too simple. Y/n, you make me hysterical and I have no idea how you manage to do that. Whenever I hear somebody say your name, I immediately turn my head to see if you’re in the room. I always need you with me. I want you by my side, forever. I love you, y/n/n.”  Y/n was trying to fight back the urge to cry, “God, Joe,” She took a deep breath and began speaking again, “From the moment I met you all those years ago, I felt a connection that I’ve never felt with anybody else and I’ve had several guy friends. Even though we didn’t see each other for eleven years, I always thought about you and I hope that you thought about me.” She looked up to see him smiling and nodding, “I remember telling my dance instructor, Lia, that I didn’t have feelings for you when I was a kid, but I don’t think that statement was true. I only started realizing my feelings for you when we met again that night at your concert here in Sheffield. I am so glad that you chose me, Joe. I love you so much!” By now, the crowd was in tears just as the officiant was. He choked on his tears, “Joe, do you take Y/N L/N to be your lawfully wedded wife?” Then came that familiar grin of his, “I do!” ”And Y/N, do you take Joe Elliott to be your lawfully wedded husband?” She took a deep breath once again, “I do!”  Steve handed us the rings and then we put them on each other. “Now, Joe, you may kiss the bride.” Joe didn’t hesitate (He never did) to press his lips to hers. One of his hands held her back as the other held her leg that was closest to his body. Both were so caught up in each other that they didn’t hear the cheers from the crowd.

The rest of the Leppard boys gave some speeches and then, it was Lia’s turn to give a speech. She went to stand where Y/N once stood.  “Well, I always knew this day would come, even if they didn’t. For years, I’ve watched the little y/n grow up into a confident dancer that Joe helped bring out. She alway brought him to the dance studio and. I tried to teach him how to dance, but it just wasn’t his thing.” That earned a few laughs from the audience, “He was good at entertaining y/n and singing to her, both she and I knew that music was Joe’s future. Y/n helped him get there or at least the thought of her did ‘cause they did not see each other for eleven years and it hurt to see little y/n so sad and lonely. They made each other into better people and they need to be together.” Y/n and Joe looked at each other with smiles on their faces, “I wish both of you the brightest future and so much love.” She quickly ran down to grab her glass of wine and go back to the stage, “Here’s to the dancer and the rockstar.” And the crowd cheered again, this time much louder than earlier.

———————————————————————

taglist:

@joes-sha-la-la-la-girl @stevesfuzzypinkslippers @elliotts-personal-property @steveinscarlet @jimmysdragonsuit13

@the80srewinders @switch-6-2-5 @leppardcampbelllove @armageddonviv @defsteria

[underwater-i-will-go]

video that roams around twt with those knobheads abusing the players really speaks volumes on how brain dead some of our "supporters" are when they had a go at maupay and holgate, two players that haven't actually played for us for well over a year.

then didn't dare to go after pickford and keane who were arguably "to blame" for the result. see i get frustration to a certain degree. travelled all the way down to london to watch a 4-0 loss. but actually verbally abusing the players that have just had a really fucking shit game is by no means the answer.

said it before and i'll gladly say it again; whether the abuse happens online or as we've just seen out in the real world, it doesn't help anyone. some harmless banter is one thing, but the way our fanbase has been targeting certain players for years now is no longer funny. so you think that player is shit, cool.

but getting your frustration out in potentially harmful ways is not it. you don't know what some of these players go through privately, for example when mcneil revealed that throughout the whole season of 22/23 he helped his partner through sickness and still turned up every week giving his best.

one of them yelled "60k a week" into a player's face. because it's all about money, right? some of our players have openly spoken about struggling mentally in the past, those "60k a week" is not fixing this.

mind you that holgate was booed as he came on against brighton. he hasn't played for us in over a year, his sheffield loan spell was a disaster as well. remember what happened to tom davies, yeah? just because a player turns up to training, goes on to play games, doesn't mean that they might not be struggling on the inside. dele alli, another example.

and then you go on to abuse them, shout their name, boo them. even if it's just online. this is NOT HELPING. it only makes it worse, if anything. it doesn't "strengthen their mentally" or "push them to do better" as i saw people comment.

we are facing a fucking injury CRISIS for fucks sake. go on then, blame dyche for the players he selects, not the players themselves who haven't been in form for a while and just want for their club to do well.

and no, i'm sorry, i will NOT let the opportunity slip by to address a big issue here.

"keane is shit, keane needs to be sold, keane is the worst player to ever wear an everton shirt" are just the nice things i read every week. and it's been like this for YEARS. you're actively targeting a player who despite everything, even when he had the opportunity to leave, stayed, trained every week, never complained about being blatantly replaced due to his form last season.(understandably so, this is football unfortunately)

a player who's been struggling mentally in the past and still is now, a player that struggles with his self esteem and one that is ... simply not a "leader" and never will be. and that's okay. remember that not everyone is a mentality monster who will be able to pick themselves back up after making mistake over mistake, some of you act as if he purposely plays bad. he is prone to error, yes. he is NOT the player he once was over at burnley or under good coaching.

STILL YOUR ABUSE IS NOT HELPING.

in the end of the day, every single player is just a human being. friendly reminder.

have you guys ever fucking LOOKED at this man. have you ever LOOKED at him after he fucks up, after his team played bad and he was part of it. have you ever LOOKED at him when he wasn't even involved in a game, during walk ins, on the bench. am i REALLY the only one.

and STILL he's out there just trying to do his fucking job knowing that no matter if he plays good or bad, the abuse will continue after he sets a foot wrong. criticism is one thing, straight up abuse is another. banter can be fun, but the halftime abuse he received against doncaster last year is not, just to mention one thing.

yes this season started bad. yes we are frustrated. but some of you really need to sit back and wait this out. i fucking hate some "supporters" more than anything.

[dreamy625]

This rockstar life - 3.18 Mixtape

Words: 801

Content: just some words. *insert self-indulgent fic writer waffle about writers’ block, feeling mopey, blah blah blah* 

—-----------------------------

“Um...so this is the...third go at recording this thing. I couldn’t think of anything to say. So I’m just going to play a few things, and maybe read something. You said… you said you wanted my voice so…”

I had, and just thirty seconds in, even through these crappy headphones, my eyes are already welling up at the sound of that familiar soft accent. I’d promised myself I would save it for as long as possible, until I really, really missed him. I lasted all of… thirty-five hours and seventeen minutes. Pathetic. It’s not like we’ve never been apart before, he’s always coming and going, but maybe it’s worse because I know I won’t see him for three weeks this time (‘No girls at rehearsals’). Of course there’s phones, but we suck at timing and end up just with snatched minutes as he’s dashing off to a photoshoot, or messages left on the answerphone at 2am. 

“Anyway… I think you’ll recognise this one from the album.”

I do recognise it, but it takes a few bars because I don’t think I’ve heard it on an acoustic before. It’s a little Zeppelin-ish done that way. It’s a real power ballad on the record, but I think I prefer it this way. It’s funny, I hear Steve playing all the time, but very rarely a whole song; usually it’s just the same bit over and over while he’s trying to work something out, or a screeching Jimmy Page solo to blow off steam! He doesn’t practise as such, I don’t think he needs to. Music runs through him all the time and he just picks up a guitar when he needs to let it out into the world. 

“This next one is one of Sav’s… I dunno what we’re doing with it. We did the demo but… too many ballads I guess. But it goes sort of like this.”

Partway through he breaks off - “There’s a solo… my solo… goes here. But I don’t think I can do it on this, so you’ll have to imagine.” There are some scraping noises which I guess is him fiddling with the microphone, then all I hear for a minute or so is breathing.

“I didn’t know what to talk about - you know me, not much of a ra-con-teuuur - so I thought I could read you something instead. So this is what I’m reading… trying to read. The Odyssey. It’s about this Greek king who fought in the Trojan war and then has all these adventures trying to get back home. It takes him ten years, and I think it might take me as long to read it, heh-heh.”

When he starts to read, his voice is whispery, hesitating over the Greek names and longer words, but he gets a little bolder as he gets into the rhythm of the story. If you’re a boy and you grow up on a Sheffield housing estate and go to the local comp*, reading is not exactly encouraged. At all, let alone classical myths. He has read a lot since then, in a rather scatter-gun, autodidactic fashion, but he’s not exactly had the chance to engage in literary debate, so he’s always afraid he’ll be mocked for misunderstandings or mispronunciation. But I love listening to him talk, about books, about anything. Sometimes I make him tell me stories when I can’t sleep, lying with my head on his chest hearing his heartbeat in one ear and tales of childhood escapades in the other. Oh god, this is not helping! I miss him more than ever now. I pull the pillow from his side of the bed and hug it to my chest, hoping the lingering hint of his smell and the even cadence of his recitation will soothe the loneliness. 

More microphone fumbling noises rouse my mind from its dreamy state. There is some mumbling, ‘how much tape…? Okay, let's give this a go’, and then strumming. Now this I recognise instantly; it’s my favourite Zeppelin song. That is so sweet of him. He starts to hum the verse and then, so low and quiet I almost miss it, ‘someone told me there’s a girl out there…’. Oh. Did I really…? Quickly I press rewind and spool back a few seconds. Steve doesn’t sing. Ever. He says he can’t. He mimes on stage. He doesn’t even sing in the shower. But that… that is most definitely Steve singing. Just a few lines, then he la-la-las the rest. I replay it three more times, then get scared I’m going to stretch the tape or something. I’m so… it’s like I’ve been given a precious jewel, just for me. Oh my heart. 

“G’night love. I’ll see you very soon.” and then the click of the recorder being switched off. 

—-----------------------------

* Comp = comprehensive school. Standard type of school for kids aged 11 - 18 in the UK

—-----------------------------

And that’s the end of part 3. In part 4, Lepps on tour!

[the1975attheirverybest]

Hi!! Just want to share a hard time i've gone through this last month and I think only another the 1975 fan can understand (maybe).

I have to explain that I'm really really into music since as a little child, been through my emo fase and all hahaha. So I'm always that friend that people see as kind of a reference about music, you know? And the thing I like the most is going to shows. It always seemed to me the most wonderful experiece. I have severe FOMO when I can't go to a show of some artist I like.

I had to give this context cause I became a 1975 fan after the whole TS thing on tiktok. It felt very weird that I didnt listen to them before, because they are the kind of artist I tend to like.

The fact that I didn't know them before this made me feel so bad, like I was some kind of fraud? How could I miss this?? And so I found out they had come to my country several times, actuallly they came here this year!! And it gets worse! They played at Lollapalooza in my country several times and on days I was there and I didn't know them, so I didn't watch their show.

It made me so, so sad and anxious, I had to talk tô my psychiayrist about this hahaha I know It sounds soo silly but the FOMO is so real to me. Plus I was on vacation, so I didn't have much to do and my days were basicly listening to them, watching interviews and being here on Tumblr talking to you and another fan accounts.

My husband is the only one I can talk to about this but since he isn't into music he doesn't understand me haha. And I am ashamed to talk to my friends about it and they say something like "you just heard about this band, how can you feel like this?".

Sorry about the long text, I just wanted to get this out of my chest and I wonder If anyone been through something similar, so I don't feel like a crazy 12yo even though I'm 30yo hahaha.

no no no I can TOOOTTTAAALLLYYY understand. and as bad as you feel, its completely normal. But i have 3 things( maybe 4, idk, lets see where i go with this) to tell you:

When I first found the band my first reaction was THIS IS THE BEST THING I'VE EVER HEARD. immediately followed by "im so sad I missed two album drops with this band. all that time i felt weird and out of place and like i had no way of expressing myself, this shit has been under my nose all along and i missed it???" I was so upset. Cuz, like you, I love music. And im not afraid of mixing it up either. Like I listen to Hank Williams, Bob Dylan, Beyonce, The Beatles, Miley Cyrus, Talking Heads, AM, 1975, you name it. and im pretty snobby about it. like its "my thing" that keeps me sane. AND my academic specialties being philosophy and literature, its basically the crossover of my dreams, this band.

When I first got into them, I kept asking around to see if any of my friends had already been fans. Nope. Then I remembered Matty's "we're the biggest band that you've never heard of." which is sooo true. they have such a strong following, but it's mostly fans. no casual listeners who sort of know them and know his but couldn't name the drummer or couldn't name an album. you know what I mean? they're a very specific case.

MATTY TIMOTHY HEALY. THEEEE MATTY HEALY! who's knowledge of music rivals my own didn't know The Mountain Goats existed until Feb. 2023. that SHOCKED ME TO MY VERY CORE. They're very much up his alley too like how come????? these things happen! the 1975 are your mountain goats. and thats okay!

Rob Sheffield (terrific music journalist who writes for rolling stone) once said "the music will find you when the time is right" like sometimes if you force yourself to sit down and really listen to Leonard Cohen, you might just be like "meh. i dont see the appeal. not for me," But one random day, years later, after you've gone through some experiences or expanded your musical palette or whatever, you might encounter him again, totally accidentally, and it'll allllll make sense. It'll find you when you need it. The 1975 found you at the right time. And now you have them in your life. if you'd been forced to listen to them years ago maybe you would've been like "nope. not for me," and then kept that impression of them so that any time you encountered them you'd have brush it off like "ooh yeah. tried them. not that great. no thanks." so its better that you waited.

WELCOME TO THE FANDOM. SOO SOOOO GLAD YOU'RE HERE. AT LEAST SOMETHING GOOD CAME OUT OF THE WHOLE TS THING!

[alexbkrieger13]

Can you please translate this and include the photos?

https://www.aftonbladet.se/sportbladet/fotboll/a/wAzLgP/fotboll-mot-soft-hooligans-damlandslagets-storsta-supporters

"Call us lame if you want"

Meet the Soft Hooligans: "Not us who are stupid in the head"

GOTHENBURG. They want to support the national team with joy and love.

So when they received hate for their support, the Soft Hooligans were surprised but not surprised.

It's Friday afternoon, it's past 2 p.m. and there are a few hours left until kick-off. The rain hangs in the air and Sweden will host Switzerland in the Olympic qualifiers, as well as the Nations League, at Gamla Ullevi.

All around Gothenburg, supporters put on their yellow shirts and get ready. One of them is Emma Holmquist. She was in Brussels to watch the men's national team when two supporters were murdered by a terrorist.

- A national team is always valuable, but since that happened, it is priceless, she says. 

Alba and Emma met in Sheffield last summer and have been friends ever since. They meet in stands around Sweden and the world. Sometimes they cheer for the same team, sometimes for different ones.

- To share this love for the national team with others. It's priceless that you can do that and that everyone is 27 regardless of the year they were born, says Emma and continues:

- I love my fellow supporters in Soft Hooligans. Even though I really wish that their team would lose when I meet them in the women's league, but that is also what is the key, that you can differentiate on that part.

But it all really started four years earlier, when a frustrated Estrid Kjellman was at the European Championships in the Netherlands with her mother, sister, cousin and cousin's friend.

- It was so very quiet in the arenas. When you shouted and cheered, you really stood out, she says.

The five women wanted to change that.

- I still had an image of what it might be like to go to football. How much it can sound, how powerful it can be. So then I felt that this is how I want it when I go and watch my favorite team, the Swedish women's national team, too.

Some inspiration was taken from what they had experienced in the stands around Sweden and at men's national matches while growing up and some from the Dutch fans during the EC.

- Even then they had such orange marches to the matches and it really felt organized while we Swedes sat scattered in different places in the arena. We didn't get any pressure and I want it to be more fun to go and watch football. So if no one else has taken this, we probably have to do it, says Kjellman.

It was also then and there that the supporters club's name was born: Soft Hooligans.

- People looked at us like we were hooligans and then it became an inside joke that we are not like other hooligans. We are soft hooligans.

Since then, the supporters' club has grown and now they have over 4,000 members on Facebook.

- I mean it really was a void, a hole. There was nothing. People wanted this and it wasn't there. And it was kind of only positive until the last month.

What Estrid is referring to is the hatred that came after the match in Gothenburg last time. A clip of the Soft Hooligans marching with a megaphone, drum and chant was mocked in the comments section. They were told it was lame and the name was ridiculed.

- I was a little shocked. There are still men who kind of really look down on women's football and the supporter culture that exists around it, she says and continues:

She is supported by Emma Holmquist, who herself is active in Linköping's supporters club Lejonflocken in the women's league. For over ten years, she has stood in the stands and she too has received both hate and threats for the way in which she supports.

- There are those who anonymously threaten us that when there is a derby, then you don't bring your flags and you shouldn't support in your way because it's lame. So I just ask who is saying this? Well, it's up to you to figure it out. But why shouldn't we support with our flags? We've been supporting this way since 2016. Yes, but it's for your own safety and they don't even want to tell you who they're from.

For both Emma and Estrid, being a supporter is about lifting your own players, cheering for your team and not shouting excuses.

- I want to be able to stand straight and know that the way I support doesn't hurt anyone. On the other hand, I can have all kinds of emotions at the match, but it is my responsibility how I express it, says Emma.

She feels that some people see the stands as a sanctuary where you can behave however you want, where you can let out more emotions than usual.

- And so it is. We release more than usual. You get that. I can't go into town and behave like I do in the stands. There must be reasonable limits and frameworks for that as well.

And there will be a lot of emotions today too. Not only because it is an important Olympic qualifying match, but also with everything that happened in Brussels in the bag. When Emma tells about the mourning ribbons at the collection and what the money will go to, it is immediately a man who, with the beer in his right fist, stretches out his left and says:

There is no one here who has hesitated to put on the yellow jersey. It is more important than ever to show the love for one's country, for one's team and for one's fellow supporters.

When Emma Holmquist talks about the community she has found thanks to the supportership and how she has seen the supporter group grow, it is with pride in her voice.

- Because we are part of it. We are part of that growth. The way we behave in the stands, the way we bring in supporters who are there for the first time. We take them under our wings. Just sit down at a table. Everyone here will take care of you.

Most recently, there was almost a fight over who would get to take care of the girl who showed up to attend her first soccer game.

- We won, we had her all night then, says Emma and smiles at the memory.

Despite the comments last time, they are marching to the arena this time as well. However, they do so in silence. Not because of what happened to them last time but out of respect for the victims in Brussels.

Kajsa Aronsson, Estrid's mother and one of the co-founders of Soft Hooligans, thinks it's obvious to go quietly to the arena. But when they enter, they should cheer as usual.

- That's why we're here, because we love them and we want to get to the Olympics together.

Unlike six years ago, the Swedish supporters are now united behind the one goal. The drum is included, as is the megaphone.

If you look out over the supporters, there are both young and old, men and women.

- This is not some small exclusive club, but this is for everyone who loves our women's national team who wants to be in the stands, and we also want most of all for you to want to be in the crowd, but you can sit on the long side too, that is okay.

The reason why the women's national team attracts such a diverse audience, both Emma and Alba believe, is due to the players and how they have built their profiles by standing up for what they believe in, for daring to take a stand. They are role models.

- Yes, I think that is super important, says Alba and Emma adds:

- I think it is also very brave to do that. When you come from clubs that are sometimes criticized for being funded by nations or people who have values ​​that are less similar to our values ​​and the players' values. Nevertheless, they dare to stand up. Some say it's a double standard. I say it's courage.

She raises Magdalena Erikssson as an example, another is Kosovare Asllani, who before the World Cup was asked about her time in PSG and Manchester City after she herself thought that the men's players should be better at taking a stand.

However, Emma understands that the men do not do it to the same extent.

- So it is difficult to be the first to break that pattern.

She points out that it has always been standard for the ladies to stand up for their values ​​and use their platform while men's football exploded at a time when sport and politics were supposed to be kept separate.

- Do your job, play ball. But don't speak on matters you know nothing about. It's a challenge so I'm impressed as soon as someone does it.

In the stands this evening, it is Emma who takes care of the drum.

- Can we run something with smaller drums, I have to rest my arms a bit, she says to Caroline Gunnarsson, who is holding the megaphone.

But there are more who stand out, such as Per-Arne Svensson. He's standing there with a big yellow inflatable banana, like he's been doing for the past year.

- Opposite was a Butterick store and there they had a banana. I inflated it and drove it the whole trip to England. Wait a minute, it will be finished soon.

But it won't be. Sweden misses and after a disappointed "oooh" he continues to tell.

- Then it became an image and then we have run it at the WC this year. I bought a big banana, but today it died.

It has started to leak and for the next collection he has to buy a new one. He doesn't have much to spare for that criticism about the women's national team's supporters being lame.

Alexandra Carmblad has not been around for as long. This is the second football game she is watching live. The first was against Spain just over a month ago.

- It's fantastic, you can't help but be excited by the environment, by the energy, says Alexandra Carmblad.

She also prefers to go to women's football. At the same time as "Forward, forward, forward Sweden. We're going to the Olympics this year" chanted in the heels, Carmblad explains why.

- I think they put too much effort into the field and I think that supporters and cheerleaders are usually too aggressive. It's not really what I'm looking for when I watch football.

Sweden misses a goal chance. It is Stina Blackstenius who misses, but what follows is not a shout, but they run steadily: "Stina, Stina, Stina".

It is no wonder that the Swedish players love their fans. After the game, they go out to say thanks. Caroline Seger takes an extra lap past, Magdalena Eriksson likewise.

- I don't think they need to thank you like that, but it's absolutely incredible, and it means so much to a great many in the heel, and like everyone, they do this for some love of the sport and love of the team. So that they show that it means something to them and is really huge, says Estrid.

But they do and the players are happy to pay tribute to the fans who stand there through thick and thin. The ones who travel all over the world to support their team and who are always there at the home games.

And before the supporters leave Gamla Ullevi, they make sure to clean up after themselves. Candy bags and popcorn boxes are picked up before they wander further into the Gothenburg evening with a Swedish victory behind them.

- The Olympic dream is alive, but it is scarce, states a woman with walking sticks before she disappears into the darkness.

[concerthopperblog]

Ashes of Leviathan Tour: Mastodon & Lamb of God 20th Anniversary Celebration of Ashes of the Wake & Leviathan!

Atlanta natives Mastodon made a special announcement via their social media channels on February 6th that they would embark on a North American tour with their good buds Lamb of God while celebrating the 20th anniversary of some seminal releases by both bands: Ashes of the Wake (Lamb of God) and Leviathan (Mastodon). The Ashes of Leviathan Tour kicked off July 19th in Grand Prairie, Texas at Texas Trust CU Theatre and will conclude on August 31st in La Vista, Nebraska at The Astro Amphitheater. Before this tour kicked off on July 19th, three days prior Mastodon performed under the name Big Hairy Elephant with opening support from St. Petersburg’s very own Wolf Face and local Atlanta favorites Palaces at The Star Community Bar in Little 5 Points off Moreland Avenue in Atlanta, Georgia. This show was cryptically announced by Mastodon’s Bill Kelliher (@billy_butterslax) on his personal Instagram account on July 5th and served as a warmup for the Ashes of Leviathan Tour. Follow these links so you can see snippets of some cell phone videos of “Big Hairy Elephant” aka Mastodon performing “Blood and Thunder”, “Seabeast”, and “Iron Tusk” live at The Star Community Bar in downtown Atlanta, Georgia in the area district named Little 5 Points.

Big Hairy Elephant aka Mastodon performed Leviathan in its entirety with an additional three songs: “More Than I Could Chew”, “Circle of Cysquatch”, and “Steambreather” which I assumed would be a precursor to their upcoming Ashes of Leviathan Tour setlist. This is one of the reasons why I have loved Mastodon for decades because they have continued to show their hometown of Atlanta much love and support over the years. It is something to behold when a band of great notoriety and success will continue to perform at clubs where it all began for them. This quote from the BBC from a review of Mastodon’s 2011 release, The Hunter, encapsulates a perfect way to describe Who? What? Why?  Mastodon has stayed so prevalent and influential in the metal music genre since their debut in 2000:

“They might be bonkers of lyric (sic), full of fantasy mumbo jumbo, but the band is unashamedly committed to its complex-of-composition craft, and the results have frequently stunned ever since their 2002 debut, Remission. They are the most ambitious, most fearless, most fun heavy metal band to have breached the mainstream since the genre oozed its way out of the Midlands in the 1970s.”

Fast forward nine days later when The Ashes of Leviathan Tour would make a stop in Alpharetta, Georgia at the Ameris Bank Amphitheatre with opening support from Kerry King and Malevolence. And you could tell early on that this crowd of fans was ready for an energetic and unforgettable evening from the bands.

Starting the evening was a band that I saw once opening for the Ukrainian metal band, Jinjer in 2023 at the Tabernacle in Atlanta, Georgia, Malevolence. Malevolence is a beatdown hardcore/metalcore/sludge metal/groove metal band from Sheffield, South Yorkshire, England that has been active since 2010. Malevolence consists of Alex Taylor (lead vocals), Josh Baines (guitar), Konan Hall (guitar/co-lead vocals), Wilkie Robinson (bass), and Charlie Thorpe (drums). Malevolence has released three (3) LPs, two (2) EPs, and one (1) Demo since 2011. Now I was not familiar with Malevolence when I first saw them last year on tour with Jinjer.

Truthfully, metalcore and beatdown hardcore metal is not a genre that I listen to regularly, but after seeing the live show that Malevolence puts on, I knew that they were a perfect choice to take on The Ashes of Leviathan Tour. In the past, Mastodon has befriended and toured with multiple bands that are all over the metal landscape. So, I have grown to love seeing bands that I am not familiar with on tour with Mastodon. Malevolence took the stage and proceeded to get the crowd ready for an unforgettable evening with some wicked songs from their discography. I did recognize a few tracks that I liked during their set, so I felt better about my knowledge of Malevolence’s music. I will go support (and so should you) Malevolence the next time they come to set Atlanta on fire with their vigorous and brutal set. You can also show Malevolence some support and go to their official Bandcamp page for merchandise, and music, and sign up for their mailing list.

Check out Malevolence’s setlist as opening support on the Ashes of Leviathan Tour in Alpharetta, Georgia below:

·         “Malicious Intent”

·         “Life Sentence”

·         “Still Waters Run Deep”

·         “Self Supremacy”

·         “Higher Place”

·         “Keep Your Distance”

·         “On Broken Glass”

Kerry King, born Kerry Ray King, needs little introduction since he played a pivotal role as a co-founding member of the legendary thrash metal band Slayer (1981-2019). Kerry King recently released his debut solo album, Fron Hell I Rise, on May 17, 2024, on Reigning Phoenix Music. Kerry King Band consists of King (guitars), Paul Bostaph (drums), Mark Osegueda (vocals), Phil Demmel (guitars), and Kyle Sanders (bass). And yes, Kyle Sanders and Mastodon’s bassist Troy Sanders are brothers, and their other brother, Darren Sanders, is helping on this tour.

Truthfully, Kerry King’s entire band is comprised of nothing but all-stars in the world of metal music. Mark Osegueda is also the vocalist for Death Angel, Phil Demmel has performed with Machine Head and Vio-lence, Kyle Sanders has played bass in Hellyeah, and Paul Bostaph has played drums with Slayer with Kerry King, Testament, Forbidden, and Exodus. You see what I mean? This evening would be the debut for Kerry King to perform solo in the Atlanta area, so we all knew this was a special treat and would be metal history in the making. I could tell the crowd was just as excited as I was to witness the rebirth of Kerry King and his all-star band at Ameris Bank Amphitheatre. From the time of the first note, the crowd went wild as Kerry and the boys trashed through an intense set list that even featured a couple of covers from Slayer. If you are a fan of Slayer and the like, definitely give Kerry King and his band a chance when they come through your town.

You can get some Kerry King merchandise or a physical copy of his debut album at his official website today. Here is Kerry King’s setlist from his set during the Ashes of Leviathan Tour at Ameris Bank Amphitheatre:

·         “Where I Reign”

·         “Trophies of the Tyrant”

·         “Residue”

·         “Toxic’

·         “Idle Hands”

·         “Shrapnel”

·         “Raining Blood” (Slayer song)

·         “Black Magic” (Slayer song)

·         “From Hell I Rise”

Lamb of God is a Grammy-nominated groove/thrash/death metal/metalcore band from Richmond, Virginia that has made music since 1994. Lamb of God has released nine (9) LPs with Omens being the most recent release from 2022. Lamb of God consists of Randy Blythe (vocals), Art Cruz (drums), John Campbell (bass), Willie Adler (rhythm guitar), and Mark Morton (lead guitar). For this tour, Lamb of God’s 2004 groundbreaking release, Ashes of the Wake, is being celebrated alongside Leviathan (as mentioned earlier) and I cannot express how amazing this tour is for fans of the metal genre. Young and old metal heads alike, both Ashes of the Wake and Leviathan have stood the test of time and can still measure up with current releases within the metal landscape. That is when you know a band is very special, creating music that will impress fans for generations.

As a Lamb of God fan, I was a little late to the game and Ashes of the Wake was my introduction to the band’s music in 2004. Like many other fans of Lamb of God, this was a fantastic idea and I commend everyone involved. I have had the privilege of Lamb of God four times before this evening, and two of those times were when I was doing photography. So, I felt comfortable getting to photograph tracks #2-4 on this album, because track #3 is one of my favorite tracks in Lamb of God’s discography, “Now You’ve Got Something to Die For”. This song gets pretty wild on stage, and it is one of my favorite songs they play live. Whenever I have seen Lab of God perform, I am reminded of their sets' strength and power. Whether it is Randy’s dynamic performance while jumping around and singing, the crunchy riffs being laid out by Willie or Mark, the deep low-end bass lines from John, or the thunderous beats from Art, Lamb of God commands the stage every time they play live on stage.  

You can head over to Lamb of God’s website and grab some merchandise and/or music to show your support. Check out Lamb of God’s set list from the tour stop at Ameris Bank Amphitheatre in Alpharetta, Ga below:

·         “Laid to Rest”

·         “Hourglass”

·         “Now You’ve Got Something to Die For”

·         “The Faded Line”

·         “Omerta”

·         “Blood of the Scribe”

·         “One Gun”

·         “Break You”

·         “What I’ve Become”

·         “Ashes of the Wake”

·         “Remorse is for the Dead”

·         “Walk With Me in Hell”

·         “Redneck”

Mastodon is a Grammy award-winning progressive/sludge/stoner/alternative metal band from Atlanta, Georgia, and has been consistently making heads bang since 2000. Mastodon has released eight (8) LPs, two (2) live LPs, one (1) demo, six (6) EPs, and eight (8) splits. With each record, Mastodon has matured into the metal powerhouse they have become today. Their most recent release, Hushed and Grim, was released in 2021 and emphasizes their ability to create a tribute to all people lost, especially their longtime manager Nick John. Mastodon consists of Troy Sanders (bass/keyboards/lead vocals), Bill Kelliher (rhythm guitar/backing vocals), Brann Dailor (drums/percussion/lead vocals/backing vocals), and Brent Hinds (lead guitar/backing vocals/lead vocals).

I remember the first time I heard Mastodon’s 2004 release, Leviathan, and I was floored at the raw power that album contained. From start to finish, this was one of my favorite albums and I did not have to skip any tracks while playing. In 2019, Mastodon and Coheed and Cambria embarked on a similar tour- The Unheavenly Skye Tour which was a celebration of Mastodon’s 2009 release, Crack the Skye, where they played the album from start to finish. So, playing one of their classic albums from start to finish is nothing new to Mastodon, and I knew they were excited at the chance to bring this once-in-a-lifetime experience to their fans.

Leading up to the show, I felt that both Mastodon and Lamb of God would swap closing duties out of respect for each other. I also assumed that since Mastodon was playing a home show, they would be the final band of the night. That assumption was correct. The time had come for the hometown band to take the stage for the record crowd that gathered on a rainy Thursday evening in Alpharetta. We were not allowed in the pit until after the first song, “Blood and Thunder” was over, but it gave me a chance to survey to crowd and see their candid reactions. Ameris Bank Amphitheatre removed the seats located close to the stage area before the event, so the crowd gathered as close as possible to the stage as they could. It was nice seeing so many elated fans enjoying themselves and singing along to the songs featured on Leviathan. If The Ashes of Leviathan Tour is coming to your area, get your ticket if you have yet to do so, and go listen to these bands rip it up on stage. You will not regret it!

Show some support for the dudes in Mastodon and head over to their official website for your Mastodon merchandise and music needs.

You can check out Mastodon’s full set list from 07/25/2024 below:

·         “Blood and Thunder”

·         “I Am Ahab”

·         “Seabeast”

·         “Island”

·         “Iron Tusk”

·         “Megalodon”

·         “Naked Burn”

·         “Aqua Dementia”

·         “Hearts Alive”

·         “Joseph Merrick”

·         “More Than I Could Chew”

·         “Circle of Cysquatch”

·         “Steambreather”

Recording of A Perfect Circle’s version of Joni Mitchell’s song:

·          “The Fiddle and the Drum” 

You can still catch the Ashes of Leviathan Tour featuring Mastodon & Lamb of God with opening support on the following dates:

AUG 03

MOHEGAN SUN ARENA

UNCASVILLE, CT, US

WITH KERRY KING

TICKETS & VIP

AUG 04

SNHU ARENA

MANCHESTER, NH, US

WITH KERRY KING

TICKETS & VIP

AUG 06

MAINE SAVINGS AMPHITHEATER

BANGOR, ME, US

WITH LAMB OF GOD AND KERRY KING

TICKETS & VIP

AUG 08

SANTANDER ARENA

READING, PA, US

WITH KERRY KING

TICKETS & VIP

AUG 09

JACOBS PAVILION

CLEVELAND, OH, US

WITH KERRY KING

TICKETS & VIP

AUG 10

MICHIGAN LOTTERY AMPHITHEATRE

STERLING HEIGHTS, MI, US

WITH LAMB OF GOD AND KERRY KING

TICKETS & VIP

AUG 13

BLUESTEM CENTER FOR THE ARTS

MOORHEAD, MN, US

WITH LAMB OF GOD AND KERRY KING

TICKETS & VIP

AUG 15

SCOTIABANK SADDLEDOME

CALGARY, AB, CANADA

WITH KERRY KING

TICKETS & VIP

AUG 16

SOUTH OKANAGAN EVENTS CENTRE

PENTICTON, BC, CANADA

WITH KERRY KING

TICKETS & VIP

AUG 17

ACCESSO SHOWARE CENTER

KENT, WA, US

WITH KERRY KING

TICKETS & VIP

AUG 18

THEATER OF THE CLOUDS, MODA CENTER

PORTLAND, OR, US

TICKETS & VIP

AUG 21

KIA FORUM

INGLEWOOD, CA, US

WITH LAMB OF GOD AND KERRY KING

TICKETS & VIP

AUG 23

ARIZONA FINANCIAL THEATRE

PHOENIX, AZ, US

WITH KERRY KING

TICKETS & VIP

AUG 24

RIO RANCHO EVENTS CENTER

RIO RANCHO, NM, US

WITH KERRY KING

TICKETS & VIP

AUG 25

EL PASO COUNTY COLISEUM

EL PASO, TX, US

WITH KERRY KING

TICKETS & VIP

AUG 27

THE GREAT SALTAIR

MAGNA, UT, US

WITH KERRY KING

TICKETS & VIP

AUG 29

RED ROCKS AMPHITHEATRE

MORRISON, CO, US

WITH KERRY KING

TICKETS & VIP

AUG 30 - SEP 01

ROCKLAHOMA FESTIVAL 2024

PRYOR OKLAHOMA

PRYOR, OK, US

TICKETS

AUG 31

THE ASTRO AMPHITHEATER

LA VISTA, NE, US

WITH KERRY KING

TICKETS & VIP

 You can read my previous reviews featuring Lamb of God exclusively on Concerthopper.com: The Final Tour: Slayer / Lamb of God / Anthrax / Testament / Napalm Death (Atlanta 08/10/2018) and The Omens Tour: Lamb of God, Killswitch Engage, Baroness, & Suicide Silence Live at Coca-Cola Roxy!

Curious about Concerthopper? You can find more music-related articles, interviews, various photo galleries, indie music reviews, our ‘Bars & Bites’ section, our exclusive “She Said, She Said” column, or become a Concerthopper at www.concerthopper.com. Sign up for our monthly newsletter by following this link: The Setlist! Please ‘Like’ our page on Facebook and follow us on Instagram to stay up to date in 2023, on all music-related events/festivals such as Destroy All Enemies Tour: Megadeth (West Palm Beach), Ashes of Leviathan Tour: Mastodon & Lamb of God @ Ameris Bank Amphitheatre, S.E.R.P.E.N.T. Festival w/ SLASH, Larkin Poe, ZZ Ward, and Robert Randolph – Live @ The Orion Amphitheater (Huntsville), Is For Lovers Tour (FOrX Summer Stage), King Gizzard & The Lizard Wizard: Live at The Fox Theatre (Atlanta), Hawthrone Heights: 20 Years of Tears Tour (Sound @ Coachman Park), Catalyst 20 Years Later - New Found Glory: Live at Buffalo Riverworks, Underoath “They’re Only Chasing Safety” 20th Anniversary Tour: Live at Buffalo Riverworks, Americana Music Association – AmericanaFest 2024 (Nashville), A Skylit Drive Live at Montage Music Hall (Rochester), Seasons 21st Anniversary Tour – Sevendust Live at Water Street Music Hall (Rochester), KRockaThon Reboot (NYS Fairgrounds), Slipknot: “Here Comes The Pain” 25th Anniversary Tour (Camden), The Deathless Tour Part 2: Set It Off Live at Sharkey’s Event Center (Liverpool), The Popular MonsTour II: World Domination – Falling In Reverse Live at Darien Lake Amphitheater (Darien Center), Carnal Tour 2024: Nothing More Live at Buffalo RiverWorks (Buffalo), The Nations of Heathens Tour: Heavy Temple Live at Bogg’s Social (Atlanta), North American Tour 2024: Opeth Live at Tabernacle (Atlanta), Klash of the Titans Tour: Testament and Kreator Live at Tabernacle (Atlanta), Pierce The Veil Live at The Oncenter, and North American Tour 2024: Slift Live at Terminal West (Atlanta) by following us on all social media formats: Concerthopper on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram.  You can also follow my concert hopping on Facebook and Instagram.

[sarah-dipitous]

Hellsite Nostalgia Tour 2023 Day 296

A Most Holy Man/The Woman Who Fell to Earth

“A Most Holy Man”

Plot Description: in search of a key component for creating a rift, Sam and Dean head west and become entangled in a web of characters pursuing a Maltese relic

Would I Survive the First Five Minutes??: can’t tell if that nun died, but I wouldn’t be a nun, soooooo

Oh good we have another red headed woman ❤️ ooooo, Dean’s mad or at least annoyed that she’s hitting on Sam and not him

Don’t you think Cas could have told them what a most holy man meant BEFORE leaving?? Sure, a saint is a good guess, but this wouldn’t be our first mission for nothing if they’re wrong or can’t get it

Oh sure. No big deal, just steal the skull of St Peter from a notorious mob boss in exchange for the blood of St Ignatius…

You know who could have been so useful right about now? Bela, morally charcoal loml

I’m now suspicious of everyone they meet in this hotel. But mostly the guy they literally ran into on the elevator

But maybe he’s TOO suspicious and I should be looking at the woman who was trading the spn book

You’re not wrong, Dean, but while being held not QUITE hostage by a mob boss who knows that legally speaking you’re already dead so no one would care if you died now is not the time to point out that the relics he had stolen for him already had a home

Can’t believe (by which I mean I really can believe) they got suckered into being mob lackeys

Aw year! Elevator guy is back!! Man, I gotta be way more basic in who I suspect

Elevator guy is a priest just trying to buy the skull back for his congregation? I’m not entirely buying the story but we’re like half way through the episode so I might as well for now

…istg, if they end up getting this priest’s blood and that’s enough? What if HE is “a most holy man”? Because I really think we might be heading that way after the priest’s speech about always trying to do good despite the failings of the world

They are still very much gonna try to steal that skull back, and I’m glad Sam convinced Dean to do it for this Maltese priest rather than the mob boss or the greedy relic dealer

This IS quite the web of characters. We’ve circled back to the redhead and she’s practically auctioning it between the two bad guys

Lmao “I’m creating a distraction” he says because lying is a sin

Are all the bad guys gonna shoot each other and Sam will emerge victorious with the skull? This is quite the ridiculous episode

Oh no. Oh ok. The bullet that shot the priest just grazed him

I knewwwww they’d get the priest’s blood because he’s “a most holy man”

Oh Sammy…you can’t stop all the bad in the world, you just have to do what you can

“The Woman Who Fell to Earth”

Plot Description: a mysterious woman, unable to remember her own name, falls from the Sheffield night sky

This forest is gorgeous and it’s so close to some really great hills, I almost don’t care about the sci-fi stuff happening

I say that and then a blue pod shows up and…that is interesting

Not saying I’m not interested in the people who the Doctor will be surrounding herself with for the next three seasons or however long each of them last, but I just kind of want to meet Thirteen now. It’s been a WHILE since the beginning of the episode

There she is!!

The cgi would have never been this good in the old days

This dude who just wants off the train and to go to work and forget all of this is so relatable

Poor Ryan. Can’t stop anyone from talking about how he can’t ride a bike

Ah fuck another pod thing has landed somewhere else

So this other alien looks like a swirling ball of dark spaghetti and blue electricity

Wait but this one had a different (yet somewhat related??) alien

AND Thirteen and her crew have dna bombs implanted in them by the first alien?

It’s frustrating starting all over with a whole new set of characters, especially when they all know each other and have an established rapport. Like, it was one thing to get Amy and a little bit of Rory right off the bat when Ten became Eleven, but we established something between Eleven and Amy first. I don’t want this to feel as off putting as it is. But I know at least three of the four new characters are going to be featured with Thirteen

Thirteen should have been allowed to keep the goggles she wore when creating her new sonic screwdriver. Think it would have gone well with the overalls and long coat

Oh nooooo, the guy who just wanted to get on with his life after the traumatic encounter with the Doctor and another alien is being hunted by a THIRD alien?? (The second we encountered not including the Doctor) HE’s the randomly designated prey? He just wanted to go to work…

OSHA would have so much to say about what’s going on at this construction site. So would whatever the UK version is

She’s mad she’s shorter now and i can’t blame her

I like Ryan’s mom. We haven’t had a really good companion mom since Jackie. Martha’s mom wasn’t horribly but Ryan’s mom seems so much cooler

FUCK. NO. I was just saying how cool she is…and they kill her off?!?! (I missed the part where she was actually his grandma? In my defense, I had the volume low because Megumi was sleeping)

I like Jodie’s accent

No but honestly the long coat with the sleeves pushed up to her elbows is such a look. I love it

Of course she zapped them right along with her, even if by accident

[renatedagmarmilada]

by sound from lab

every idea and thought

’’I told you I would use your every thought,  every idea you have..you are not allowed even a sound whilst you live.’‘

27.4.06 12.30am ’’The Queen did not know we had returned you to prisonship, nor Churchill nor the Spencers  - . Every pressure we know was tried on you..she’ll soon leave once we start we thought.. so thank you for being a good citizen after all we have done to you for these twenty years. We took all your Citizens Rights. We look at you as an imaginary case, not as humans. As long as all we at the lab remain safe. Here in England, it is not a case of innocent and guilty, rather of strong and weak. We know you’ll never have another good word for us as long as you live- or worse.

We wrecked everything, her personal life, (this time her referred to is me)everything. I write willy nilly (this is Francene Powers) so I started taking hers.  I saw the number of her account as we watch constantly, I helped myself to seven hundred pounds, their house alarm code so we can send thieves into their house..you guessed the rest. She darn’t open her official post, and we don’t let her have personal post, she knows we are watching and will mess everything up. Anna (the bossess) knew I took the money. The Asians took a couple of hundred too, they took some from the old mother too as they are all on the machine, the whole family. -Get off that machine we have you on.- Anna’s got a screw loose, we all know that. Some of the old ones know what’s going on, that’s why Anna gives out gifts all the while.  I just take every idea, phrase, sentence, piece. I never knew there were so many.  Do you know what our wages are? (lab technician) MY books, copies of your work, still bring in Royalties. We even get the banks to cheat her accounts.  Making ‘circles’ was another psychiatric idea.  It was a very nasty affair. She knows she can’t do anything, we have total control in England, total power. We said the police were in it, that was another lie, but we do do something else, very clever….’‘ (today’s rant)

a select teaching establishment, which you had hoped to start with your hand-chosen people in CHina, but cannot now because the lab has destroyed you there, will be created by the evil lab’s people. We told you we would use everyone of you ideas.’‘

(I have taught twice in China..mainly to get away from St Barths Evil Research sadists.  They are terrified I will talk, so they pay which ever country it is, and offer them this american technology and teach them how to torture on line. When I was at University in Germany, they sent one of the psychologists..when I visit friends there, another psychologist also goes and uses head hammering techniques all night.

I am now no longer allowed post in Germany, I sent about twenty books about my time in a Bavarian CHildren’s Home to various places whilst visiting there. The German Research, which were paid to come to St Barths and take part in torture, get their orders from the evil lab.  The last visit to my children’s home was hell, they will not let me go in peace..now all civil rights there are also destroyed. They say I must take it to the european parliament. but england blocks that.

’’SHE HAS A GENIUS FOR FINDING NICHES’ (but for my kind of skills) ANY PLACE THEY HAVE USED, THEY EITHER CLOSE DOWN OR CHANGE ALL STAFF AND ITS RUNNING FROM THE FIRST HOSPTAL THEY USED IN SHEFFIELD ONWARDS. SO OCEAN UNIVERSITY WILL BE STOPPED FROM EMPLOYING ME EVER AGAIN. IT IS A PATTERN THEY USE FOR CONFUSING ANYONE WHO MIGHT FOLLOW THEIR TRAIL.

over my CD music this very moment: ’’ok start sending them when I tell you.’‘ (that will be the QUEEN of England research lab boss Anna.. they call the Bavarian sadist research ‘Franz’ as they are all crackpots, they give each other names. And isn’t that like the english, use their old enemies, against those who built up their country for them.

Twenty years ago, when I visited Donetsk/Ukraine with Sheffield University, they used microsound all over Moscow, it was terrifying.. I had no idea what it was about then. In russian classes (I went for something to do and because I missed my family) they used microsound constantly over the lecturer.. ’’don’t you like me?’’ etc stuff like that, like you listen to the lecturer but not what he says, his coordinates are on the lab machine so you hear their idiotic rhetoric, and my dear Jesus, are these people idiots..they destroy your life and then go on endlessly about ‘stay slim’ and stupidity like that. In the event I speak and read Russian perfectly so didn’t need thelessons to learn. They have been terrorising us everywhere for twenty years. This is what our taxes and america’s are used for. Their opinion of themselves is so great, that they put their stupid little ideas on these sound waves.. It was just a cultural visit..They told Russia I was their patient.. A man in a blue suit walked out, waved, then one at Moscow University, these are the people they deal with and lie to.. when I stayed with friends in St Petersburg they messed about constantly. Is everyone scared of the British, they are such nothings and always run for help..then stab us in the back when we have saved them.

SOMETHING SIMILAR BUT ACCIDENTAL HAPPENED IN AMERICA. A WOMAN APPEARED ON THE SCREEN, THEY JUST TALKED TO HER PER MICROSOUND FOR THE REST OF HER LIFE AND WATCHED HER TILL SHE DIED THEN PUT THE WHOLE THING IN FOLDERS. THEY DID NOT TORTURE HER OR USE HER IN THIS HORRENDOUS WAY AS WE ARE BEING USED BY THESE SADISTS AND LECHERS AND THEIR ‘SEX EXPERIMENT’.. however plenty of others have died whom they have handled.

[frenchy-and-the-sea]

All the evens for Alex and Adelina and all the odds for Alex and Zevran. I'm in a fluff mood because I'm feeling stressed so indulge me by indulging yourself :3

Braaaah, this is gonna be long so I’m putting like half of it under a cut. (Thank you for indulging with me.

Adelina/Alex

Assume like most of these are in a modern setting.

1. Who is the early bird/ Who is the night owl?-  Alex is the first to get up, if that’s what you mean. (Technically they’re both night owls in canon, because they both work night watch.) 

3. Who hogs the cover/ Who loves to cuddle?- Adelina and Adelina. Though Alex has been known to wake up thoroughly entrenched in both covers and limbs, by her own subconscious hand. On those mornings, she is late to everything, because Adelina clings and does not let go.

5. Who usually has nightmares?- Alex. They’re nasty, they are.

7. Who sweats the small stuff?- Alex for suuure. She overthinks a lot of things, especially if her mood has already turned foul.

9. Who makes the coffee (or tea)?- Adelina. In fact, Adelina is the only one allowed in the kitchen.

11. Who likes horror movies/ Who likes romance movies?- Adelina likes both. Especially really good ones, or REALLY BAD ONES. Alex tends toward horror of the two, but it’s still not really her favorite genre. 

13. Who is considered the scaredy cat?- Neither of them, really? In the traditional sense, I guess Adelina, but she’s got a really strong will that keeps her from being too terribly shaken up by mundane-scary things. Supernatural-scary things will still get to her though.

15. Who is scared of the dark?- Alex is not scared of the dark. Alex doesn’t like what she can’t see in the dark.

17. Who works/ Who stays at home?- In modern AU: Alex works, Adelina stays at home and bangs out fashion editorials for the job that doesn’t require her to wear pants. (Alex is 100% jealous of that bit.)

In canon, they both work. Constantly.

19. Who loves to call the other one cute names?- Adelinaaaa, holy goddamn shit. Her go-to is ‘Ale’, for legit things, but she has a whole host of tooth-rottingly schmoozy names that she uses to tease.

21. Who has an obsession (over anything)?- Adelina is obsessed with dogs. Would definitely own an ‘I think dogs should vote’ shirt and wear it unironically.

23. Who asks who out on the first date? - Assuming modern AU? Adelina, although she does it via the number Alex leaves her so…it’s a debate.

25. Who wears the other ones clothes?- Adelina wears Alex’s clothing around the house. It’s usually a little too small, especially in the chest, but she’s home alone so who cares.

27. Who takes a long shower/ Who sings in the shower?- Alex knows how to take short showers, prefers not to exercise this. Adelina sings in the shower, usually without music, usually off key.

29. Who is the better cook?- See ‘Adelina is the only one allowed in the kitchen’ in question 9.

31. Who is more affectionate?- Adelina. There’s just no getting around that.

33. Who would wear “not guilty” t-shirt/ Who would wear “sin” t-shirt?- Alex wears the “sin” one with no shame. Adelina wears the “not guilty” one ironically.

35. Who goes overboard on the holidays?- Ade likes decorating and cooking. Holidays are her time to SHINE. (She has outfits picked out for Christmas shopping in October.)

37. Height difference or age difference?- Heighttttt! They’re only a few years apart, but Ade is like two inches taller than Alex - even more, if she’s wearing heels.

39. Who buys cereal for the prize inside?- Ade again. Alex doesn’t do novelty as a rule.

41. Who cries during sad movies? - Ade again, although Alex has had a few movies hit close enough to home that her throat closes up a little.

43. Who wins the stuffed animals at the carnival for the other one?- Alex. She doesn’t get it, but Adelina coos at the dumb thing like it’s a pet, and fuck if that isn’t kind of adorable, christ.

45. Who is more likely to get drunk?- Adelina. Alex doesn’t drink much, at least not anything very strong. She tends to swap between angry and sad when not in control of her faculties, and has learned this does not maker her favorable to ANYONE. Adelina, on the other hand, is an exceptionally happy drunk. (And gets a little handsy, so. Alex isn’t much complaining.)

47. Who has the more complex coffee order?- Adelina, although it’s not actually complex, it’s just that Alex doesn’t drink coffee ever.

49. Who is the driver/ Who is the passenger?- Alex drives. Ade DJs.

Alexandria/Zevran

2. Who is the big spoon/ Who is the little spoon?- Zev gets to be little spoon because Alexandria is tall as well as broad. Though they trade here and again.

4. Who wakes the other one up with kisses?- Zevran, to Alexandria. (Frequently in places that cause her to be very awake very quickly.)

6. Who would have really deep emotional thoughts at the middle of the night/ Who would have them in the middle of the day? - Alexandria has her sleep frequently interrupted by nightmares and is only introspective at night. Zevran likes to make small talk on long days of walking. Rarely are either of them particularly deep or emotional, though.

8. Who sleeps in their underwear (or naked)/ Who sleeps in their pajamas?- Alexandria sleeps in clothes more frequently that Zevran does, but…still not much, lmao.

10. Who likes sweet/ Who likes sour?- Alexandria has a crazy sweet tooth. Zevran doesn’t necessarily like SOUR, but acidic flavors tend to sit well with him. (Citrus and pickled foods tend to remind him of home, I think.)

12. Who is smol/ Who is tol?- Zev, then Alex.

14. Who kills the spiders?- Have you seen Dragon Age? Both of them.

16. Who is scared of thunderstorms?- Neither of them. You get rather more perturbed by rain than thunder when roughing it outdoors for a year.

18. Who is a cat person/ Who is a dog person?- Alex is a dog person, Zevran is a cat person. Thus why I attribute the ‘getting on like cats and dogs’ line to them and their tag.

20. Who is dominant/ Who is submissive?- They switch depending on the day, but typically it is Alex as the more dominant personality in day to day scenarios but submissive in bed and vice versa with Zev.

22. Who goes all out for Valentine’s Day?- Neither. They’re not much for gratuitous romance.

24. Who is the talker/ Who is the listener? - Both? Neither? Depends on the day.

26. Who likes to eat healthy/ Who loves junk food?- Alexandria grew up a noble’s child and has a taste for sweets. Zevran just likes food that is actually flavorful, though it tends to be on the healthier end.

28. Who is the book worm?- Zevran. Alexandria finds herself too energetic to sit and read a lot, especially post-Joining.

30. Who likes long walks on the beach?- Both. They both lived nears the sea most of their lives, so it tends to be a calming agent.

32. Who likes to have really long (deep) conversation?- Neither of themmmm because emotions are haaaaard.

34. Who would wear “if lost return to…” t-shirt/ Who would wear “I am…” t-shirt?- It would be Zev grinning and wearing the “if lost, return to” shirt and Alex with the “I am” part scratched out and “Keep him” written underneath. They’re both tickled by the whole set up.

36. Who is the social media addict?- Zevran, for fucking sure.

38. Who likes to star gaze?- Eh. Both of them for a little bit, but it tends to turn into other things. They’re neither of them very concerned with things going on a million miles away. 

40. Who is the fun parent/ Who is the responsible parent?- Zev is supposed to be the fun parent, but it turns out that they’re both on the more practical/responsible end. Cadeel is the fun aunt.

42. Who is the neat freak?- Zevran is weirdly picky about things at least being in PLACE. Alexandria isn’t so much used to having to do a lot of her own cleaning, but thankfully she doesn’t own much in the way of stuff.

44. Who is active/ Who is lazy?- Both and both. Again, depends on the day.

46. Who has the longer food order?- That Warden appetite, tho.

48. Who loses stuff?- Alexandria doesn’t lose much, but she loses more than Zevran ‘sews fifteen thousand pockets into everything’ Arainai.

50. Who is the hopeless romantic?

- HAHAHAHAHAHA neither. Most of the time.

[bananonbinary]

Time for a Salty Meta Post about Martin!

people who’ve followed this blog for a bit know that spending six hours combing through text for some goddamn sources is my specialty, so i compiled every time jon ever talked about martin’s work in season 1. which for the record, he stopped complaining about all the way back in episode 26, where he was angry that martin of all people got hurt.

things jon gets mad at martin for:

not being able to find records that don’t exist

not being able to find someone based only on a first name

the Dog

not wearing trousers in his off-hours

being the one that got caught up in the jane prentiss thing

mag 004 and mag 012 both have jon taking potshots at martin over research that was proven accurate by outside sources

things jon has never once complained about:

martin not understanding the filing system and just putting stuff away at random

martin being clumsy, constantly ruining things, spilling tea everywhere everyday, etc

martin turning in incompetent, poorly-edited, or badly formatted reports

martin not understanding the terminology used, skills expected, etc., and generally being extremely new to the field

please for the love of god stop making martin the silly bumbling idiot who can’t do anything right just because he doesn’t have a formal education. there’s zero evidence for it in the text, and it’s really weird to act like a 4 year degree would outweigh the *10 years* of job experience he has, not just in academia, but in the institute itself by season one. my boy has worked there longer than ANY of the rest of the main cast. screw you guys.

tl;dr: martin is never once shown to be bad at his job, jon pretty much only ever gets mad at him for the really stupid first impression and also not finding stuff that no one else was able to find either. after martin got hurt, jon talks about his research basically the same way he talks about tim’s or sasha’s work.

fucking proof under the cut:

(i didnt include the s1 finale or martin’s statement bc that’s just...two entire episodes of them talking to each other, but there isn’t really any notable Martin Complaints in either of them imo)

I swear, if he’s brought another dog in here, I’m going to peel him.

[pre-launch trailer]

.

Well, technically three, but I don’t count Martin as he’s unlikely to contribute anything but delays.

[...] Alongside this Tim, Sasha and, yes, I suppose, Martin will be doing some supplementary investigation to see what details may be missing from what we have.

[MAG001 Anglerfish]

.

Martin couldn’t find any records of Ex Altiora as a title in existent catalogues of esoteric or similar literature, so I assigned Sasha to double-check. Still nothing.

[MAG004 Pageturner]

.

I had Martin conduct a follow-up interview with Mr. Woodward last week, but it was unenlightening. Apparently there have been no further bags at number 93 and in the intervening years he has largely discounted many of the stranger aspects of his experience. I wasn’t expecting much, as time generally makes people inclined to forget what they would rather not believe, but at least it got Martin out of the Institute for an afternoon, which is always a welcome relief.

[MAG005 Thrown Away]

.

Martin was unable to find the exact date the original house was built but the earliest records he could find list it as being bought by Walter Fielding in 1891.

[...]

We cannot prove any connection, but Martin unearthed a report on an Agnes Montague, who was found dead in her Sheffield flat on the evening of November 23rd 2006, the same day Mr. Lensik claims to have uprooted the tree.

[MAG008 Burned Out]

.

According to Martin, who was here when they took this statement, it was at this point in writing that Mr. Herbert announced he needed some sleep before continuing. He was shown to the break room where he went to sleep on the couch. He did not awaken; unfortunately succumbing to the lung cancer right there. Martin says the staff had been aware of how serious Mr. Herbert’s condition was, and had advised him to seek medical aid prior to giving his statement, but were told rather bluntly by the old man that he would not wait another second to state his case. I can’t decide whether this lends more or less credibility to his tale.

[MAG010 Vampire Killer]

.

“Veepalach” might also be a mishearing of the Polish word “wypalać”, according to Martin, which means to cauterize or brand. Admittedly, if Martin speaks Polish in the same way he “speaks Latin,” then he might be talking nonsense again, but I’ve looked it up and it appears to check out.

[MAG012 First Aid]

.

I sent Martin to look into this ‘Angela’ character - not that I want him to get chopped up, of course, but someone had to. Apparently, he spent three days looking into every woman named Angela in Bexley over the age of 50. He could not find anyone that matches the admittedly vague description given here, though he informs me that he had some very pleasant chats about jigsaws. Useless ass.

[MAG014 Piecemeal]

.

Martin declined to help with this investigation as he’s “a bit claustrophobic”

[MAG015 Lost John’s Cave]

.

There simply aren’t enough details given in this statement to actually investigate, short of Martin confirming that Mr. Vittery did indeed live at the addresses he provided.

[MAG016 Arachnophobia]

.

Oh, he’s off sick this week. Stomach problems, I think.

Blessed relief if you ask me.

[...]

I asked Martin to try and hunt down Mr. Adekoya himself for a follow-up, but have been informed that he passed away in 2006. 

[MAG017 The Boneturner’s Tale]

.

MARTIN

Well, I need to tell someone what happened, and you can vouch for the soundness of my mind, can’t you?

ARCHIVIST

…

That is beside the point.

[MAG022 Colony]

.

Martin! Good lord man, if you’re going to be staying in the Archives, at least have the decency to put some trousers on!

[MAG023 Schwartzwald]

.

Martin found one other thing while combing through police reports for the Hither Green area. About a month after this statement was given, on May 15th, 2015, police were called out to once again investigate the chapel.

[MAG025 Growing Dark]

.

I know, but it would have to have been Martin, wouldn’t it? I mean, anything goes wrong around here, it always seems to happen to him. Anyway, we’re getting off topic. Why didn’t you report this?

[MAG026 A Distortion]

.

Martin made contact with the son, Marcus McKenzie, but he declined to talk to us, saying that he’d “already made his statement.”

[MAG027 A Sturdy Lock]

.

Tim and Martin had a bit more luck investigating Tom Haan, though only really enough to confirm that he seems to have completely vanished following his departure from Aver Meats on the 12th of July.

[MAG030 Killing Floor]

.

Martin’s research would seem to indicate the place employed a reasonable number of international staff they preferred to keep off the books

[...]

TIM

Ah well, that’s actually what he was asking, huh! Um, apparently Martin, uh, took delivery of a couple of items last week addressed to you. Did he not mention it?

ARCHIVIST

No, he… Oh, yes, actually. I completely forgot. He said he put it in my desk drawer, hold on.

[MAG036 Taken Ill]

[appetite4savage]

Cherry Bomb (rick savage)

-

Sav’s POV

The bar is particularly boring tonight. I thought I’d come to spice up my evening a bit but the most exciting thing I’ve witnessed is a person slipping on some ice.

A girl comes up behind me to talk to the bartender. She slaps her hand on the counter to get his attention, startling me.

“Hey, could you turn the music up louder? And grab me another whiskey sour while you’re at it.” She bats her eyelashes at him and he immediately obliges.

I turn my head slightly to look at her. She’s wearing a short black top and tight-fitting jeans that are hugging her curves perfectly.

“We might get a noise complaint. I’ll send you the bill if the cops pay a visit.” He laughs, sliding her drink to her and she rolls her eyes.

“Whatever, Darren.”

She waltzes away to continue dancing with her friends. Somehow she never spills her whiskey sour as she sways to the music.

I can’t help but watch her hips move back and forth along to the rhythm. How badly I want my hands to be holding them.

“You do not want to get involved with her. She will eat you alive.” The bartender, who’s name I have learned is Darren, snaps me back to reality.

“There’s just something about her.”

“Her nicknames aren’t very kind around here.”

“I’m sure it’s all a misunderstanding.”

“One of my regulars stopped coming completely because she poured his drink down his shirt.”

“He probably deserved it.”

“Yeah, right.” He scoffed.

-

I’ve been watching her from the bar, dancing along to every single song that comes on the radio. The way she’s smiling and in her own little world has me melting.

After the song ends, she comes up and sits on the barstool next to me.

“You know, if you take a picture of me it’ll last longer.” She whispers in my ear.

“Are you offering?”

“Bold.” She laughs.

“I can’t help it.”

“Where are you from?” She asks.

“Here in Sheffield.”

“Really? I haven’t noticed you before.”

“All my life.”

“Ah.” She stands up and dusts off her jeans.

“Are you leaving?”

“Follow me.”

I don’t question her, I just follow her after leaving my money on the bar. She leads me outside.

“Where are we-“

“Questions later.” She cuts me off.

“Okay.”

We walk down the sidewalk and stop in front of a music venue. She walks us around to a side door.

“How did you know that was there?”

“What did I say about questions?” She says, and I put my hands up in defense.

We walk inside and it’s loud. A rock band is playing on the stage and the crowd is full of energy. Much better than the bar.

She grabs my hand and pulls me to the dance floor.

“I have two left feet.” I whisper in her here.

“It doesn’t matter, as long as you’re moving.” She smiles at me.

Christ. Control yourself, Savage.

-

The night looms on and now after a few more drinks we can’t keep our hands off of each other.

My hands are in the place they desired to be a few hours ago. Her head is resting on my shoulder.

“Let’s go back to your place.” She looks up at me and whispers. I nod, and we walk to my flat.

-

I woke up the next day with my head exploding. What happened last night?

I realize there’s an arm wrapped around me. I turn around and face them. Oh. Right.

Memories of last night come back in bits and pieces.

We barely make it inside my flat before clothes start coming off.

I push her back into the couch and crawl over her. My mouth attaches to her neck and moves down to her collarbone, then down her stomach.

Her hands are gripped into my hair, her legs snaking around my waist and her ankles settling at the small of my back.

Barely audible noises are escaping the both of us.

I look up at her for confirmation to continue and she nods.

“Sav?” A voice snaps me out of my thoughts. She rubs her eyes and looks at me.

“Good morning.”

“Good morning.” She kisses me, which catches me off guard. “That was fun.”

“You… remember it all?”

“Of course I do, silly. I’m not a lightweight.”

I chuckle and pull her closer to me.

“You’re just full of surprises, aren’t you?”

“You don’t even know the half of it.”

[dilemmaontwolegs]

Letters After Dark {1942 - pt.1}

Summary: You and Bucky get to know each other after you write to him as a pen pal. Warnings: fluff WC: 1821

|| Main Masterlist || Bucky Masterlist || Letters After Dark Masterlist ||

February 18th 1942

Mr James Barnes 107th Infantry, Camp McCoy, Wisconsin

Dear Mr Barnes,

In all honesty I am not sure what one says to a soldier, I suppose I should begin with gratitude for your bravery - thank you. There are no words that could describe what courage you must have to risk your life so that others may live.

Mrs Sheffield, the landlady at the women’s residence here, organised this pen pal shebang and encouraged all the young ladies to pick a name from her hat. It all seems quite ridiculous now that I look at the list of suggested conversation starters, who starts off an introduction describing the shape of their nose? Suffice to say I have promptly ignored those and put the paper to better use as a fire starter instead.

I believe I should introduce myself in some sort of way and you will just have to trust that I am telling you the truth. My name is y/n and I am from Queens, New York City. I live a rather dull life so I apologise in advance if you were hoping for glamour and gossip, all I could give you is news that my neighbour has snuck a cat into the building. Pets are strictly prohibited but I won’t be the one to tell on her, it's awfully lonely in here sometimes. There are a million and one rules in this residence, sometimes I wish to break free of it and just say sod it all. Last week one young lady was evicted from the building for having her lights on after curfew, that seemed madder than a March hare don’t you think?

I should probably shut my lights out soon, it is almost curfew and god forbid I find myself evicted. What’s a good and proper woman to do on a Friday night but write letters to a man who might not even reply. I will take one suggestion from the fire starter and spritz my favourite perfume over the paper. I feel that is far more personal than describing my nose and perhaps nicer too.

If all this writing has been in vain, I once again thank you for your service and pray that you return safely to your family when this horrid war is all over.

Yours sincerely, Y/n Y/l/n

Bucky raised the page to his nose and caught the soft scent of perfume clinging to the fibres and smiled at the floral notes. He had been at Camp McCoy for little over two months and not received any mail until this letter arrived. It was quite unexpected but he was grateful to receive it.

Trying not to disturb the other trainees in his barrack, he slipped off his cot and out to the window edge, where the glow of the outdoor lamp gave him enough light to write his response. He would certainly get in trouble if he were caught out of bed so late but he was nothing if not a rebel when it came to keeping a dame's attention on him, and he had missed it since enlisting.

March 13th 1942

Miss Y/n Y/l/n c/ Martha Washington Hotel New York

Dear Miss Y/l/n,

Thank you for taking the time to write to me, it is the first letter I have received since leaving Brooklyn and though I will never admit this to anyone face to face it left me disheartened. I thought perhaps my best friend would send me one of his drawings at least but then again Steve probably could not afford the postage stamp.

I can see now how you struggled with finding the right things to talk about, it is a strange experience but perhaps it gets easier with time. I would certainly like to receive more letters from you. Your perfume smells divine and I am sure your nose suits you perfectly, whatever its shape. Mrs Sheffield sounds like an old teacher of mine, she was about as fun as watching paint dry and stricter than the commanders here.

I am beginning to think you should have sent your fire starter to me, I am still unsure what you would like to know. My chest filled with pride at the bravery you mentioned but I must admit when the lights go out at the end of the day and we all lie in our cots few of us feel brave. We hear the cries of the men missing home and missing their families but no one says anything, when the sun rises we get up and pretend nothing happened. I fear this is just the beginning, we haven’t even finished training but I imagine things will be worse when we are deployed.

I am sorry if I have ruined the image you had of us soldiers, I am in half a mind to burn this page and start again but as we have not met it almost seems easier to talk to you. I would never be able to tell anyone who actually knew me, they would certainly worry at the confession. Perhaps one day when I go home to Brooklyn we could meet or perhaps we already have, though I am sure I would remember your scent if I were to pass you in the street, it is embedded in my memory now.

I hope this letter has not scared you off, that was not my intention. I had intended to use my charm to entertain you and ensure another letter but you have struck my defences and let my buried thoughts out. If for some reason you do respond - no more writing letters after dark. I do not wish for you to be evicted. It would only add to my troubled thoughts.

Yours faithfully, Bucky

PS: my friends call me Bucky

You smiled as you read the letter and fell back onto your bed and let your imagination be filled with Bucky. You had nearly missed seeing it as whoever slipped it under your door had used far too much force and sent it all the way under your bed. It was lucky you had been looking for another pair of shoes for work or you would never have stuck your head under there.

Bucky. From the flow of his writing you knew he was definitely a ladies man, at least he was before enlisting. You felt terrible that he had no one to share his fears with and that he had to act tough because he was a soldier, but you had decided you were going to be his confessional. Despite it being lights out already, you grabbed the small torch that was supposed to be for emergencies and climbed under your blankets to write your reply.

April 7th 1942

Mr James Barnes 107th Infantry, Camp McCoy, Wisconsin

Dear Bucky,

I regret to inform you I did not heed your order and I am indeed writing this letter after dark. The post seems to be taking longer than usual and I wanted to have this sent off as soon as possible. I am grateful that there is a post office two doors down from my work so it will be heading there first thing in the morning. It will be the best part of my day before I begin the arduous work of typing up endless nonsense for Mr Stark. I do not know how the man can be called a genius when he cannot even write legibly.

I wasn’t sure what happened to these letters after you read them, whether you have anywhere to keep them or what not so I took the liberty of enclosing a handkerchief my mother gifted me. Fear not, it has not been used for anything other than to dab a few drops of my various perfumes in each corner. I would not want you to wander past me in the streets and miss me because I wore the wrong perfume for the day. It also has my name embroidered on it, the young ladies here said to give something with your name on it brings good luck to the recipient. I hope that is true, but they also say that a nip of brandy the morning after a night out dancing helps relieve the headache but that has never worked for me.

I remember my first few months here, and I know it is no comparison, but the nights were terribly lonely too. I could barely sleep hearing the cries of the other new residents but we were lucky and were able to comfort each other. I wish I could comfort you. Was that too forward? I should probably start again but since you were able to send me your letter I suppose it is only fair that I send mine. I apologise again for the smudge on the page, I thought I heard Mrs Sheffield making her rounds and scrambled to hide my torch light until her footsteps had passed. I haven’t had a rush like that since I was nearly caught sipping a chandy at my high school dance.

I should probably not tempt fate any longer and go to sleep but I just want you to know I still think you are brave. Bravery isn’t about being fearless, it's about pushing through despite your fear. Knowing that you are afraid of what's to come but that you still get out your cot each morning shows me just how brave you are. Don’t forget that, Bucky.

Yours truly, Y/n

PS: I don’t have a nickname but you can always think of one for me.

Bucky ran his fingers of the soft cotton and lace handkerchief, your name neatly embroidered in the corner. He had inhaled the feminine scents of your perfume from each corner and committed it all to memory. He had never been one to be turned on by a woman’s scent, it was mostly their touch, but yours was stirring something primal inside him. He had hidden the handkerchief in his pillow so he didn’t lose it and every time he laid his head down he caught a hint of it. His sleep had been more restful and his dreams peaceful, all thanks to you.

Despite the pain in his arms from training and the sheer exhaustion, he knew he needed to reply to your letter. Pulling himself out of his cot he crept back to his spot at the window and began to write, his wariness evaporating as his words spilled forth easier than the last letter. More confessions filled the page but your words had given him faith in you and he trusted that you would understand as he signed off and folded the page. Writing to you had become his therapy.

[newtonsheffield]

Okay!

As you may know from, well, everything about me: I am obsessed with Newton Sheffield-Sharma-Bridgerton.

And, I've thought a lot about how Kate came to be in possession of this prince of a dog.

Because Corgis were most commonly used as farm doggos in 1814, herding sheep and cattle, and keeping pets that didn't have a job wasn't that common.

So here's something you never thought I'd say. Here's something canon compliant

It was very confusing, when he opened his eyes for the very first time, his litter mate's paw shoved against his nose, he snorted it away a little exasperatedly, as he was pushed out into the cold, away from his Mama. He tried to scramble back towards her, desperately, his tummy rumbling and then something gripped him tightly around the middle lifting him high in the air and for a moment he struggled against it, and then all of a sudden, she appeared.

A human woman was staring down at him, she looked happy he realised, she was showing him her teeth, dark curly fur on the top of her head, dark eyes wrinkling at him, and something deep inside him seemed to echo. Mama.

"Hello, little one, left out all alone huh? Let me help you." She tucked him against her moving him back towards the other pups, her paw stroking his fur lightly, making his heart hammer in his chest, his tail wiggling oddly. She placed him gently on the ground, nestling him against his littermates and oddly, he felt sad, he tried to wriggle back to her.

"No, little one, you have to stay here. But I'll be back again tomorrow, I hope, I have to see if Mary needs my help."

He whined. and she sighed,

"I know, but my Papa died not so very long ago, nearly two years, and she needs my help."

"Kate?!" Another voice called out, catching this girl's attention. "Mama needs you home!"

"Coming, Edwina."

Kate patted his fur one last time, and then she was gone. But He wasn't going to forget about her.

_______________

He waited for her to come back. Twice it got dark, and he had a sleep, while his brother's and sister's climbed all over him, squishing him to the bottom of the pile, and the man came, the man who his Mama listened to, giving him a little food, sighing as he looked at him.

"You're a little small, Lad. Not much good for sheep."

And he felt sad, his ears drooping oddly, while his brother's and sister's got an approving nod.

"Mr Johnson!"

The Man smiled at the girl's voice and his heart leapt She's back! His tail wagging desperately as he fought to the front of the pack, trying to catch her attention. "Good afternoon, Miss Kate."

He tried to yip as Kate smiled back at the man, "Sir, Lady Mary's sent me over with some Jam from our cook."

"That's very kind of her." The Man said kindly, Kate was shifting a little oddly now and all he wanted was to get to her, scampering over the fence holding him back, running towards her, but she hadn't noticed.

"Sir, might I play with your puppies? Just for a short while? I know they're for working on the farm but they're really very sweet."

The Man, Mr Johnson, she'd called him met his eyes, laughing a little, "It looks like I don't have a choice."

Kate made a funny little noise as she bent in front of him, picking him up, and cradling him against her, just like she had last time, and finally he felt happy again.

"This one is my favourite one." She said gently.

Mr Johnson looked back at him, nosing at her cheek, wagging his tail. She smelled really very nice, much nicer than anything here. Mr Johnson huffed.

"You can name him if you like. He likes you."

"Do you really think so?" She sounded so happy, and he couldn't help but feel glad that he'd done it. He'd made her happy, when last time she'd seemed so sad.

She looked back at him, her eyes narrowing a little, though she made a funny noise when he licked her nose. "I think he's a Newton."

Newton. That sounded right. He was a Newton. He yipped happily, wagging his tail to let her know.

"Newton ey?" Mr Johnson said, smiling happily. "If you say so."

_____________________

This had been, the very worst day of his life. He'd been woken up very early, his brother's paws trampling on his ears, which hurt very much, and then he'd been made to walk a very long way, and made to sit while one by one his brother's and sister's were thrown into a pen with a big wooly creature. And he was scared. He didn't want to go in there. though the chasing did look like fun, but he was littler than the rest of his siblings, surely Mr Johnson wouldn't make him go in there. Oh no. He'd been picked up by Mr Johnson, lifted over the fence even though he whined, scratching at the man's coat trying to get back to his Mama, his teeth tugging at him.

"Come on now, Newton, your turn."

He was set on the ground, the wooly creature staring him down, and he couldn't help the panic rising in his chest, terror coursing through him, barking desperately, Please, no! Let me out! Please!

"Mr Johnson! Good morning!"

Kate! Kate help me! He whined, scrambling back under the fence, running towards her, her scent calming him as soon as he ran behind her skirt, letting her scoop him up.

"Oh Newton," She cooed softly, her hand he'd learned it was called, stroking the fur on his belly. "Do you not like your job?"

Mr Johnson huffed, "He's no good at his job, too small."

Her hands tightened on him, her voice sounded a little funny, "What are you going to do with him?"

Mr Johnson stared between them for a long moment before he said, "Run on home, Miss Kate, take your pup with you."

Newton yipped, Right, let's go. He'd wanted to go home with Kate for a while. He was sure it would be warm there, she was always very warm, and she smelled so nice.

Kate gasped, "Mr Johnson! Really?! Thank you! Thank you so much! I'll take such good care of him, I promise!"

His voice was gruff, "Your Papa would have wanted you to have one, run on home now."

Kate spoke to him the whole way back to her home, stroking his fur softly, "I live with Mary, she's not my Mama, but she's very nice and she loves me very much, and Edwina, she's my sister. You saw her once."

He remembered that, she seemed nice.

"I'm going to give you a bath, and then we'll ask Mary if you can sleep in my room, would you like that?"\Newton yipped, It would be warm inside, and his Kate would be there, yes, he'd like that very much. And Surely Mary would like him. He was friendly no?

"Kate, what is that?!" A woman said, Mary Newton guessed, asked a little startled, sometime later, as he lay in front of the fire on the soft carpet some time later, a ribbon Kate and Edwina had braided around his neck.

Kate looked up a little surprised, "Oh, Newton do you mean? Mr Johnson gave him to me? He's not very good at sheep herding."

Silence echoed through the room for a very long time before Mary sighed, "Kate, he can't sleep on your bed."

This was truly, the very best day, Newton decided as he lay curled up on Kate's soft mattress when the darkness came that night. And he'd never have to see a wooly creature again.

And a very long time later, he lay curled on a different bed. But this one he had to share with a different creature. The one Kate called Anthony.

[1ddiscourseoftheday]

🚨Thurs 17 Dec ‘20🚨

No one will argue, this year has been the worst and I'm not really into that whole 'silver linings to bad things' bit, but... BUT! If the demise of live shows and rise of livestreams meant Zayn deciding to perform for us?! Well. I would be willing to reconsider my whole ass philosophy on life! Unfortunately, despite the excitement (or was it hysteria?) he inspired last night by getting all our hopes up, it might just be a music video? We'll see though. He definitely did register a new song, UNFXWITABLE (!), and then, and THEN: slid a single photo into his instagram story, a truly beautiful old baroque theater stage, fitted with live show speakers and a tantalizingly closed red curtain. The stage lights are on, the seats are empty... prepping for zomething?? It was discovered to be the St George Theater in Staten Island, very exciting, but today more video of them working on whatever they're working on surfaced (a snippet at the theater with a bit of an unknown song audible) that makes it seem more likely they're working on a music video than a livestream set up. Still, we can DREAM. At the very least we're getting a new song any minute now and at best-- Z3 and a video AND a liveztream?? (or prerecorded, that's FINE.) The pap pics the other day were him leaving a menswear boutique (sorry I said home, my bad, it was the usual 'front door to car' walk though) leading to speculation he was getting fitted for zomething zpecial... maybe we'll get to see it soon!

Likely on account of the added European show tickets going on sale today, Louis came online to check in, and also to laugh at old videos of himself, send larries into a tailspin, and best of all, weigh in on and shut down discourse left and right THANK YOU SIR! Louis is happy to walk us all through how not to get Live In London video taken down (“do it on a burner account haha?” tips from the master truly, no one would know better so listen to him); he denies having such an account himself (“maybe I should”) though unlike Liam (see below) HE doesn't go that extra step into obvious lie territory and say he's NEVER had one. On how he deals with comments about his height (which are up again these last few days due to a video circulating that uses math to conclude once again that he is in fact, as documented, 5'9”), “I rise above them,” he zings back, and in appreciation of someone who actually got the joke, “you're on my level,” DOUBLE PUNNING, BOOM but that's not all: he finishes off with the comment that finished ME off, “such a peculiar debate.” REALLY. Peculiar specifically, not like strange or weird or annoying you just... went right in for the Eroda copyrighted word huh. OKAY. Also: no, probably no collabs on LT2 (“doubt it”), yes he loves twitter “in doses, no better way to talk to you lot” (you mean even better than via t shirts?? sounds fake but okay), tells us he is “100% for sure” is gonna get the vaccine, and that “cucumber is shit” which isn't really a discourse we needed him to solve that I knew of but like, okay! Sorted! Antis seethed about him talking to larries and larry UAs and picking a video of him and H singing You and I to reply to, and probably cucumber enthusiasts and anti-vaxxers were unhappy too, but the rest of us? WINNING.

Liam is all over, first appearing in a fisherman's cap that nicely sets of his full and fluffy beard, then demonstrating answering questions for the Naughty List insta filter. He says he has never made a fake social media account, so I guess he's not lurking here reading these or I would guess that if I believed THAT for one second, he also says yes I have lied to my best friend so I'll just chose to believe he means us by 'best friend' since here he is, lying away. Dixie is absent from the recent promo, which is a blessing not just because they don't mesh particularly well but also because she's gotten even more terrible on main, moving from simply allying herself with racists to producing her own racist content- if we're lucky she'll simply fade away along with xmas and we can move on without any of that thank you very much. Liam is still a good BFF to us though: today he's offering himself up as prize in a raffle, you can enter to win a 'once in a lifetime VIP Experience in 2021 with Liam' for a low low £5, funds going to Stagehand's #ILoveLive campaign to support industry workers. And on the 17th day of christmas, my LP Advent Alarm woke me up with... Roman Kemp leading us through a weirdly peppy breathing exercise, backed with both soothing spa music and a sample of Liam's voice taken from the sleep story played over and over at near random intervals! I said it before and I'll say it again, they REALLY should have recorded all the material at once last month, but tbh I am enjoying the chaotic daily scramble to find something to put on the thing that's come of them being caught short maybe even more than I would normal content, it's getting downright experimental and I'm fully here for it. It's got that classic janky af for no reason 1D feel you know!

Rob Sheffield found better things to say about Watermelon Sugar, naming it his number one song of 2020 and calling it “a lost Stevie Nicks/ Stevie Wonder duet” plus gifting us a Harry quote: “that one we reworked a bunch of times, and it died a couple times, then it just kept coming back. We fully killed it a few times, but it kept coming back in. So I thought, There’s a reason it’s surviving.” And Chris Pine- who also says that he's all done shooting his part of Don't Worry Darling- said, “Harry Styles is an absolute delight. He's one of the most professional people I've ever met. Couldn't be kinder, more gracious, I mean, really, I was stunned by this kid. He's off-the-charts cool.”

And finally, as 2020 draws to a close we are being flooded with a barrage of our guys being declared winners of incredibly narrow categories (Harry on a list of 'groundbreaking magazine covers' for example), but I think the winner of MY list of 'Highly Specific Accolades' is sewn up for the year already; Heartbreak Weather is officially “the first [advertising] campaign to utilize weather-tracking technology to target content to users”! I'll definitely be keeping my eye out for competitors but beating that for reaching for a category will be TOUGH.