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the-californicationist · 1 year ago

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Sending hugs as always!!!! Soooo, another request with no rush intended. Not sure if you are familiar with “Cool.” Gwen Stefani song and video. Love lost but no love lost. Rainy days and nights. He sees you with your “new” love. All the memories come rushing back, and he has to have you!!!! Dripping wet in his fit!! Maybe he tries to sneak away with you?! You’re the genius!! Still loving your Fluff and Stories on AO3. Thanks always!! ❤️💜

hey babe!! love this ask. sorry for the wait! <3 <3 trying to get out chapter 2 of bear price before the weekend, but this one just wouldn't leave my WIP station, so i had to get it done. very cool premise. hope this comes close to what you wanted!!

Cloudy, with a Chance

John Price was not having a good day. He’d had worse days, to be sure, but as he trudged through yet another puddle, soaked through with this torrential rain, freezing to his bones, he thought it had turned out pretty bloody bad.

For one, he couldn’t get you out of his mind. Your laugh and the stuttering hello of your voicemail greeting were taunting him like a vicious demon, and every time he brought himself to pleasure, it was your sweet moans that flooded through his mind. He’d also come back from the field to find his truck broken into and his storage unit payment almost three months overdue. Getting all of his belongings back in order had been a real fucking drag. None of this would’ve happened if you were still there.

But, you weren’t.

You’d left him before his last tour, and that was almost six months ago. He could still hear your complaints in his mind, clear and orderly, like a list of commandments:

I’m tired of being left alone, John!

I can’t keep wondering if every phone call is about to tell me you’ve died.

You promised you’d be here for me, and you’re not.

I’m not stitching up another bullet hole. I can’t.

How much more of yourself are you going to give them? They don’t deserve you.

What if I need you?

It had been a rough tour. He’d called you a few times, and when you’d answered, the guilt rent through his heart like a stake.

“John? What’s happened? Are you alright?”

“Aye, I’m fine. Lads are fine. Just… I needed to hear your voice.”

“It’s alright, John. I’m here.”

And you had been. You were still there for him. Sometimes, when he got your voicemail, he thought he’d reached the end of your generosity, but that wasn’t the hardest part. No, the worst thing was coming home to empty drawers and his toothbrush, lonely in its glass, all by itself.

As he sheltered under the awning of a Nero’s coffee shop, he tried to get his bearings, deciding whether or not to wait out the storm. It was only by chance that he glanced into the window at Capello’s, and it was only by chance that the waiter had sat you and your date in the window seat.

His breath caught in his chest when he realized it was you, and his shock turned from yearning to sadness to rage in the blink of an eye. Who was that muppet with his bloody fuckin’ hands all over you? You were his.

Except you weren’t his. Not anymore.

No, fuck that.

He marched across the street, paying no mind to the honking traffic. A brief argument with the maître d' and he was through to the dining room.

“John?” Your voice had an edge of panic, and your eyes were focused on him as he dripped his way across the carpet.

In fact, all eyes were on him, but he didn’t care.

Your date looked more than a little put out, but when he started to stand up, Price grabbed his shoulder with no small amount of cruelty and shoved him back into his seat.

“What’re you doin’ here, love? You fuckin’ hate Capello’s.”

“I don’t…” You looked around, lowering your voice, trying to get him to match your volume, “I’m on a date, Jonathan.”

“Don’t be stupid. You need to come home. I can’t do this without you. I can’t do anything without you, and I don’t care who bloody knows it. I need you, love. Please.”

“You can’t keep doing this! I deserve to have someone who is there for me when I need them to be,” you raised your voice again, frustrated by his words.

Good. He liked it when you got all worked up.

“And you think this muppet can do more than me? Please.”

John rolled his eyes. The muppet tried to protest, moving to stand up again, only to be shoved back into position.

You took a deep breath, and you tried not to notice just how small your date was compared to your ex-boyfriend. John towered over him, and his thigh was more than twice the size of this guy’s bicep. Seeing John’s huge hand covering this man’s frail-looking shoulder kind of gave you the ick for your date.

You also tried to ignore your captain’s field-hardened body. He always came home so much more muscular, and so much larger, than he looked when he left. He was still soaking wet from the rain, drenched in his hoodie and tac-jacket. His canvas pants clung to his skin, leaving almost nothing to the imagination. But, that didn’t matter. You were imagining it anyway.

What you couldn’t ignore was that cold, blue hunger in his eyes. His beard had grown out, and the scruff combined with his long hair, all raked back under that disgusting boonie hat, were doing things to you that made you clench your legs together, becoming acutely aware of how every piece of fabric felt as it touched your body, and you knew exactly how it would feel when he ripped it off of you.

“Uh, hey. Listen, mate —” The date tried to protest weakly.

“Shut up,” you and John spat at your date at the same time.

John smiled at that, warming himself in your fire,

“C’mon, love. We’re leaving.”

He tossed a few wet hundred pound notes down on the table, not giving a shit if it was enough or not, and lifted the open bottle of wine from the ice bucket. His gaze fell to your date for a fleeting second, and he said,

“Cheers, mate.”

His hand grabbed yours and helped you from your seat, leading you outside. Once he had you back in your coat, he took you out into the rain, keeping his warm palm planted on the small of your back, and he didn’t say one single word to you until you were back in the foyer of his flat, dripping onto the marble tiles, panting and breathless in the quiet entrance, listening to his keys jingle in the lock.

“Let’s get you dry, love. Then,” he was breathless from the rain and from something else, “We’ll get your things. Put them back where they go, yeah?”

You nodded dumbly, shivering from the cold,

“Yeah. Okay, John.”

“Get inside, love. That a new dress?”

“Mmhm,” you let him towel you dry in the entrance, feeling how strong he was even though you knew he was trying to be gentle with you.

“Take it off.”

His voice had a tone that made the hair on the back of your neck stand on its end. You followed his command almost immediately, feeling your body rush with shock and excitement.

John caught you by your arms and shoved you against the wall in the foyer, his eyes bearing down into you with a fiery intensity you’d never seen. He spoke through his teeth, gravelly and dark, full of warning,

“You belong here with me. I don’t want any more dates. I want you to be mine, and I bloody well want to be yours. Let me.”

“Alright, John,” you whispered, holding your breath, nervous and waiting.

“Don’t,” he pressed his forehead against yours like he had a fever, “Don’t say yes unless you mean it, love.”

You pushed his head back with yours just enough to reach his cheek. You kissed it as softly as you could, moving down his jaw and onto his neck, feeling his blood rush through his veins warming his skin beneath your lips.

His hands fell away from your arms and you grabbed his hands, holding them in yours, still speaking to him in a low whisper, not wanting to break his spell,

“I’m yours, John. You’re all I have thought about for six months, and I don’t want to be without you. I don’t know what I was saying…”

He grabbed you on either side of your face and kissed you deeply, pushing his body into yours, grinding his wet clothes into you, and not caring a bit about the puddle on the floor,

“Shh. You’re mine. That’s all I need to hear.”

You looked into each others’ eyes and got lost for a moment. The blues of his irises were icy and sharp, tracking your every movement, your every breath. His sudden command pulled you out of your trance,

“Take off your dress.”

John watched you as you slipped the straps off your shoulders, revealing your bare breasts to him, your nipples pebbled from the cold, damp cloth. It fell, cascading down your body, showing off the black lace panties you wore underneath. Your strappy heels kicked the gown away from you, and you squirmed under his scrutiny,

“Were you gonna show him these?” John’s fingertips grazed the panties right above your clit, making little petting strokes with the back of his hand.

“Yeah,” you lifted your chin, challenging him, willing to face his jealous wrath.

“Yeah?” John growled, taking your bait, fisting your dripping hair in his hand and forcing your head back, baring your smooth neck to him, “On a first date? You must have been hungry for it, love.” He taunted you, touching your lips through the lace.

“Second date…” You flashed your eyes up at him, knowing he would snarl, and he did.

“Second… Mm,” John grabbed the panties by the front fabric and ripped them from your hips with one cruel tug. You gasped, and he caught your mouth with his, kissing you as his fingers found a different kind of wetness pooling between your legs, “My poor darling. You know he wouldn’t be enough for you. You’d have been so… fucking… disappointed...”

With every word of his last phrase, he thrust his fingers inside of you to their knuckle, lifting your body as he did so, his strength fully apparent.

“Did you miss me?” He asked you quietly. All the anger was gone from his tone, and a somber desperation was back.

“Yes, my love. I did,” you kissed him as sweetly as you could, telling him the truth.

“Fuck,” he grimaced, “I missed you.”

Suddenly, you were airborne, lifted into his arms and being carried into the adjacent kitchen. He sat you on the counter, shoving stacks of unread mail and keys onto the floor. You helped him strip off his wet clothes, pulling his hoodie and his jacket from his back, watching with admiration as he tugged off his undershirt, revealing his damp, furry chest, all of his dark hair laying matted against his skin. He was tanned and burned from the desert sun in odd tan lines, proof of his work, and your hands felt his sculpted form with joy, exploring all of him with abandon.

You knocked off his boonie hat and watched him rake his hair back again, trying to keep it out of his face. It was straight in the front, but it began to curl when it reached his ears, wild and unkempt.

Then, you heard the buckle jingle, and that familiar tool of his fell from the open folds of his pants. It was just as you had dreamt it, heavy and large, throbbing and flushed, excited to see you. He dipped the head of it into your lips, rubbing himself back and forth through your wetness, making you moan.

“Oh, fuck… There you are. My girl. Needed you. Fuck, I needed you.” He wasn’t talking to you. Not really. He was sort of lamenting aloud, lost in his selfish thrusting, slicking himself in the softness of your body, bumping your clit on the way up and teasing your hole on the way down.

Finally, he positioned himself at your center, carefully aligned with your tight opening, and he commanded you once more,

“Spread your legs for me. Show me. I wanna see you… that’s it. So damn pretty.”

“John, please…” You begged, touching yourself, trying to show him how ready you were.

He chuckled, pressing just the tip of his head into you, making you writhe,

“Whose pussy is this?”

“Yours…” You whispered, feeling particularly naughty about this call and response.

“Whose!” He got in your face, close enough to kiss you but holding himself back, his voice louder and more forceful.

“Yours! It’s yours. Please, fuck me, John,” you pleaded, gasping from being so near to your release and not being able to reach it.

“Mine,” he thrust himself into you and watched you fall apart, feeling you pulse around him uncontrollably, “My fuckin’ pussy. All mine.”

He found a rhythm, but it was punishing. You had orgasm after orgasm pulled from you cruelly. There was no lovemaking. He was claiming you. You were familiar with his need after his tour, especially if it had been particularly difficult, but six months of not knowing if he’d ever see you again had made him rabid. Each thrust was like the touch of a glowing brand, marking you as his, reminding you of where you found your pleasure.

You were not in control, not anymore. Any of your goading or teasing was immediately quashed by his dominance. You were just a mixture of screaming bliss and sopping, milking noises, made by his effort between your legs.

Frustrated that he couldn’t fuck you deeper, he pulled you from the countertop and down onto the cold tile floor. You were crawling onto the soft kitchen mat on your hands and knees, trying to catch your bearings when you felt him position himself behind you.

He grabbed your hair and pulled you into a high arch, shoving his fat cock back into you, sighing with relief as he did so, praising you in muttered, grunting words.

He began to slam himself back into you, somehow feeling harder and thicker than before, filling you up to your limit.

“Fuck!” You moaned, “Fuck…”

“Is that what you needed, love? Hm?” He leaned his body over yours like a hound, whispering into your neck.

“Yes, yes, yes yes…” You could barely breathe.

“Needed your man, didn’t ya?”

“Yes, please…” Whatever words came to mind, you said them. You didn’t care. You could barely put a coherent thought together much less a full sentence.

“I’m gonna fuck you like this until you can’t even remember his goddamn name.”

You smiled, cock-drunk and high from your repeated pleasure, peeking at him over your shoulder,

“Whose name?”

He laughed like a demon, fucking you faster, chasing his end,

“That’s my girl.”

When he lost his steady, pumping rhythm, he began to let out a barking shout, and you felt his come begin to drip from his body and into yours, heating you up in your core. He pushed his cock through it, frothing it inside of you, letting it drip down his shaft and coat his hair.

He fell out of you, sitting back on his knees, pulling you into his lap with his last ounce of strength, and leaned against the kitchen cabinets, legs spread, holding you to his chest. John was breathing hard, his eyes shut. You reached up and touched his bottom lip, earning your fingertips a soft kiss.

John opened his eyes and looked down at you, holding you close, begging you,

“Don’t leave me, baby. Please. Don’t leave me alone.”

“I’m not going anywhere, John. I’m right here,” you told him, petting his chest in comforting strokes, breathing hard with him.

“Stay,” he whispered, so low you almost couldn’t hear him, “Please, stay.”

You kissed his neck and whispered back,

“I’ll stay. Forever. I promise.”

Your tired captain pulled you tighter into him, leaning a sweaty cheek against your forehead, smiling slightly, finally at some kind of peace.

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icarus-does-fall · 1 year ago

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The actual cod fic I've been meaning to write 💪

Aka I wrote the first paragraph like... two weeks ago, then did other things and then wrote the rest of it in two hours ^_^

Anyway it's a poly fic, Ghost, Roach and Soap- it's also fluffy as hell an super sweet

Please enjoy <3

.𝆤࿙࿙࿚๋࿙࿚ ⊱♡⊰ ࿙࿚๋࿙࿚࿚𝆤..𝆤࿙࿙࿚๋࿙࿚ ⊱♡⊰ ࿙࿚๋࿙࿚࿚𝆤.

Ghost, a cold man, un-emotional, harsh, hostile, a killer. Those that saw him walking the halls moved out of his way, people walked on eggshells around him.

Simon, a warm man, a man kept hidden from everyone except a select few. One who smiled, laughed, had a home and melted at his lovers’ touches. Simon who carried in all the groceries and demanded morning cuddles even if it made him and others late.

So how did a man as harsh as Ghost, find the people that broke past his walls, to make his two sides collide?

.𝆤࿙࿙࿚๋࿙࿚ ⊱♡⊰ ࿙࿚๋࿙࿚࿚𝆤. .𝆤࿙࿙࿚๋࿙࿚ ⊱♡⊰ ࿙࿚๋࿙࿚࿚𝆤.

“MacTavish!” Price shouted, and it was in that moment Soap knew he fucked up.

Soap wasn’t stupid by any means, he was the 141s demolitions expert, a little bit of a maths genius and he knew multiple languages. Yet he was also a child at heart and he couldn’t resist the occasional prank.

“Capt'n! Is a pleasure, whit kin I do ye fur?”

Price scowled. “Ya bloody nearly blew half of the barracks, an’ now the other half is covered in glitter- What exactly were you trying to achieve there?”

“Jist a wee bit o’fun Cap’ naethin’ too serious… Ah might've gaen a bit o’erborard but naebody ‘round here seems to ken how to lighten up- ‘cept maybe Gaz an’ Roach. Place jist needed some colour is aw Cap.”

Price's scowl deepened before he simply shook his head and sighed. “You're on clean up duty till the barracks are back to normal- Ghost is supervising you and the rest of ya muppets to make sure nothing else breaks.”

“Shite- Ghost? Why can't… uh… literally anyone else keep an eye oan us? Swear that man hates our guts, he’d raither shoot us than listen tae us talk.”

At that Price let out a gruff laugh and clapped Soap on the shoulder before sending him on his way towards the rest of the so-called detention group. “That's the exact reason, Ghost will keep ya muppets in line cause I got other stuff to take care of instead of babysittin’.”

Soap merely sighed he knew there was no getting out of the punishment that Price had set up for him and the rest of the “troublemakers” on base. He marched his way towards the barracks, as he ran into Gaz, Nikolai and Alex all marching towards their doom as well.

“How’d ye lot pish off Price tae end up wae Ghost in detention?”

Nik simply rolled his eyes as Soap joined in with the little group walking towards the barracks for clean up. “It's all your fault that we’re in this mess MacTavish.”

Soap baulked, “My fault? Whit gies ye that idea?”

“Because we were helping cover your ass- And now John is pissed at me so I’ve been kicked out of bed-”

Gaz cut in before Nik could keep talking. “I'm here cause I was stupid enough to think we wouldn’t get found out, so not really on ya, its more of uh mutual screw up but still, we could’ve done better we’re stuck with fuckin Ghost of all people now… I know he's on our team ‘n all but he scares the shit out of me sometimes.”

Alex however just rolled his eyes and continued on walking, while he loved his team and the occasional chaos they all could get up to, he knew the punishment they were facing was all their faults in the same faction or another and there wasn't any true reason to argue (or blame) it all on Soap. No matter how much Nikolai wanted to simply cause Price kicked the poor guy out of bed.

Soap tsked and walked ahead of the group, slinging his arm around Gazs shoulders with a grin. “You lot worry tae much, surely a wee Ghosty can't be tae harsh.”

The rest of them exchanged glances and laughed at how optimistic Soap was, for an intelligent guy, sometimes he was kinda stupid. But of course that's what made him ever so loveable, by the lads and the ladies.

Not long after their short chat in the hall they made it to the barracks and there was Ghost, standing at the entrance clad in his uniform and mask. The group immediately sobered up and waited for Ghost to speak. He didn't. He merely grunted with a nod and made sure each of the four walked into the barracks. “Price put in charge. You lot are gonna clean, and there won't be any games- Get to it.”

The four grumbled up, picked up the brooms and dustpans that had been laid out and began to clean. Ghost leaned against a nearby wall and supervised the clean up. Soap would make an odd joke here or there causing Gaz or Alex to throw something in his direction leading Ghost to bark orders in their direction to knock it off- For the most part Nikolai kept his head down and did what he was told, merely grumbling about how it was unfair and was a rookies job, not for him.

And the four cleaned until well past dusk, other soldiers on the base working their way around them to make their way towards their beds, all casting pitiful glances in their directions as the rest of base headed off to bed. At one point even Price stopped by to collect Nik, leaving just three left to keep cleaning.

“Aye Ghost, keep them muppets on task till this place is spotless- but I am taking Nik back, beds getting lonely. Kicked ‘em out for nearly a week now.”

Ghost nodded at the order. If nothing else the man was loyal and followed orders like a well trained dog- Which Soap of course made a comment on.

“Like a dog aren't ye Ghost? Trained for on an’ aff the field are ye?”

Ghost scowled underneath his mask and in a low grumble, one that spent shivers down people's spines as he spoke. “You think you're any better ‘cause ya make noise? You're just as much of a bloody dog as I am MacTavish, so quit your yapping ‘for we muzzle ya.”

Soap flushed and chuckled nervously as he for once did as he was told and stopped talking. He went back to cleaning and Gaz and Alex exchanged semi-nervous glances, it was suddenly very tense and heated where they all stood.

At least it was until Gaz spoke up. “Sooo- If we muzzle Soap that mean he gets a leash too? Cause the pet store has these ones with bells on ‘em, got one for my cat cause I kept losing her in all the pillows back home.”

Alex laughed and shook his head, “Nah mate Soap looks more like the type of guy to wear the muzzle and still keep growling… Unless of course he’s secretly into that sort of that thing~”

Soap huffed and with his cheeks still a slight red threw his arms over the twos shoulders, turning his growl into a cheeky grin and playful wink. “Ye ken ye just have tae dae is ask if ye wanna find oot whit kinda beastie I am in bed~”

Gaz scowled playfully and lightly shoved Soap off of him with a laugh. “Yeah right, my girl would have my ass if I took you to bed Soap and we both know it- My ass and your dick would be hanging on her wall for trying to mess with her.”

Soap grinned and then poked Alex in the cheek. “Sooo whit’s that saying aboot ye then?”

Alex shook his head as he chuckled and rolled his eyes. “Yaknow for being so smart, you're a terrible flirt sometimes Soap, honestly I’ve heard my abuela do better than that and she's almost 95.”

Soap pouted and his eyes flickered towards Ghost before he laughed and shook his head, sure he was goofing off but he wasn't going to try and test his luck that much- Not while the mans already pissed off at them all anyway. He knew Ghost could have a laugh every once and a while but it was a hard achievement to get.

.𝆤࿙࿙࿚๋࿙࿚ ⊱♡⊰ ࿙࿚๋࿙࿚࿚𝆤. .𝆤࿙࿙࿚๋࿙࿚ ⊱♡⊰ ࿙࿚๋࿙࿚࿚𝆤.

It was nearly 4 in the morning by the time the four- turned tree of them finished cleaning while under the supervision of Ghost who stood as still a stone the entire time. A couple times it was brought into question if he was still awake, or was blinking. In which he scared them with a response and coincidentally shut them up at the same time.

Once they were allowed to depart they were nearly sleep deprived for all the cleaning. Staying up 48, even 72 hours for a mission was no problem but to make them clean and they were whipped out after just a few hours of work.

Gaz and Alex went to bed almost immediately, but Soap in his sleepy and ever intelligent state decided to be a menace to Ghost just a bit longer. So as Ghost was turning to walk away Soap caught up with him and swung his arm over his shoulder with a cheeky grin. “Aye Ghosty! Ye never answered the question of seein’ me in bed ye ken.”

Ghost scowled slightly and shoved Soap off of him with a growl. “Because it was a stupid question. How can you be so smart and yet so bloody stupid all at once?”

Soap rolled his eyes as he kept pace with Ghost and huffed slightly. “Not stupid, just know how to have fun unlike some people around here- I might need a muzzle but I’m not kept on a leash like you are.”

Ghost stopped walking. Dead in the middle of the hallway he stopped walking and turned to Soap with a glare, it was a dangerous and deadly look. “On a leash? What, want me to prove I think for myself?”

Soaps grin came back in a flash and he laughed, “obviously.”

It was almost sunrise, but for now the base was quiet, it was just the two of them in the halls and so Ghost did something unexpected. He pinned Soap up against a nearby wall, one hand on his waist and the other tugging up his mask just slightly so it sat on the bridge of his nose before his lips crashed down onto Soaps leaving him in shock as a slight gasp and whine slipped past his lips.

The kiss only lasted for a moment, less than a second even before he pulled away and tugged his mask back down but not before Soap caught a glance of a grin playing on Ghost's lips. “How’s that for thinkin’ for myself eh Johnny?”

And then he began to walk away.

Soap was left agape and blushing redder than a firetruck when Ghost walked away from him. “Bloody hell- Naeb’dys luck that that just happened right? Fuck meh.”

Ghost grinned from underneath his mask, the crinkle by his eyes gave that away as he looked over his shoulder and back towards Soap for a moment. “Ask nicely and I might.” And with that Ghost turned the corner and disappeared from Soap's sight, leaving the Scotsman more flustered than he was to begin with.

So of course once Soap was able to calm down and gather his thoughts he rushed into the nearest room- He simply needed someone to tell all of this to and at this point he didn't care who it was.

It was Roaches room that he ended up barging into at dark thirty in the morning, not that Soap cared what time it was anymore either. He was wide awake now and there wasn’t any chance that he was going to go to bed any time soon either.

Soaps accept was thicker than it had ever been as he took a spot on Roches bed and shook him awake. “Roach- Roach mate- Mo ghràidh!! gie yirsel a shake, bloody hell! I need somebody tae gab wi here mate, ah might juist explode otherwise! Come oan, please.”

Groggily Roach woke up after Soap shook him awake. His voice raspy and hair all a mess from just having been woken up as well. The sight caused another blush to rise to Soap's face but he quickly pushed it aside. “Fuckin hell man, what is it? People are still trying to sleep, not getting caught up in your schemes.”

Soap pouted and rolled his eyes. “Nae, nae that, nae schemes either- The lieutenant, thon wee bawbag kissed meh!”

At that Roach was sitting up in bed and seemed a lot more interested in what Soap was saying. “Wait- wait… You're talking crazy Johnny, I can barely understand ya mate… You're saying Ghost kissed ya?”

“Aye!!”

Roach chuckled, and shook his head as the sleep began to leave his body. “Well I’ll be damned- Is he any good?”

Soap openly blushed at that, which Roach noticed. “Aww the mighty MacTavish is blushing~ You like him then huh?”

“Oh shut ii Roach! I’m being serious here, the man kissed me! I didn't know he could do that-”

“What kiss people? He might be a killin’ machine but he’s still human, he’s still a guy.”

“Bloody hell, Gary! That's not the ficken point, I'm in crisis over here and you're having a laugh about it.”

“Course I am, you freaked out like this when I kissed ya drunk on new years- You're a decent kisser Johnny, expect the guy to come round for another one.”

Soap once again flushed red and then playfully pushed Roach away with a light glare and a huff. “You're an arse sometimes Roach, hope ye ken that.”

“Course I know that, I gotta be if i wanna be friends with you.”

Soap raised a teasing and mischievous eyebrow as he spoke next. “With all we do an’ we’re only friends? Here I thought we had something more going on than that~”

This time it was Roaches turn to blush, “Oh shut up! We can be friends and still something more at the same time- Now go chase after that lieutenant for us ye hear me?~ Somebody has to make the guy loosen up a bit and who better and a loose cannon and his boyfriend.”

A loud chuckle burst out of Soap's chest as he stole a quick kiss from Roach before moving to walk out of the room. “Aye sounds like the perfect plan.”

Yet as Soap moved to leave Roach pulled him back into his bed and it was obvious the two weren't going anywhere for quite awhile.

.𝆤࿙࿙࿚๋࿙࿚ ⊱♡⊰ ࿙࿚๋࿙࿚࿚𝆤. .𝆤࿙࿙࿚๋࿙࿚ ⊱♡⊰ ࿙࿚๋࿙࿚࿚𝆤.

While Soap was having his time with Roach, Ghost on the other hand was having a slight breakdown. He kissed someone- Furthermore he kissed a guy, and not just any guy, a guy with a known boyfriend. Man did he have problems.

Yes, it was also known around base that Soap and Roach weren't in a closed relationship and Ghost never thought he was that type of guy. But damn him and damn Soap, the lad was a good kisser.

With a sigh he collapsed onto his bed, throwing his mask off onto his bedside table and tried for at least a few minutes of shuteye before it was time to be back on duty and training the rookies. Until it was time to be Ghost again. That short exchange in the hall with Soap was the most relaxed he’d been in months since his last leave and he was almost aching for it again.

Before he knew it though the sun was rising and it was time to be awake, it felt like he barely got any sleep as he dragged himself out of bed and pulled his mask back on before heading into the mess hall. He found a spot tucked away into a corner by himself with just a simple cuppa coffee before Johnny bound into the mess hall with his usual grin, his neck covered in illy hidden hickies.

The sight caused an unusual heat to rise to Ghosts face which caused him to scowl and tuck away further into his corner, he couldn’t decide if he wanted to punch something or drag Soap down by his collar and make him go dumb around him like he'd done with a few of his one night stands.

With a low growl he sipped on his coffee and sighed, he was at war with himself and didn't want to do anything to fix it.- Well that's not entirely true, he wanted to fix it, he just wasn't entirely sure how to, or even if the how was possible.

Yey of course as the fates would have it, Soap noticed him tucked away in his corner of solitude. So Soap and his ever boyish attitude he made his way over to Ghost and took the seat across from him, grinning mischievously and propped his head onto his hands, his elbows resting on the table. “Hey there lover boy”

Ghost blue screened for a moment and nearly choked on his coffee mid sip causing Soap to burst out into laughter.. “I- what??”

“Naethin but a joke, just thought it’d be fun to see your reaction after that stunt ye played earlier.”

Ghost blinked. And then blinked again before trying to focus his attention back onto his coffee. “I was out of line for that- Shouldn't have done it, was just tryin’ to prove a point, more than a dog on a leash an’ all.”

Soap merely shrugged, unbothered by Ghost's dismissal. “Ye got naethin tae worry aboot, been tryin to egg ye on fur ages now an’ Roach dinnae mind any about it no aen, lad was all jokes aboot it when I was freaking out this mornin’, want to compare note an’ what nae.”

A slight blush rose to Ghost face no matter how hard he tried to fight it as he simply stared at Soap, words almost failing to form. “You- Roach wanted to do what? Wait… You talked about me kissin ya? Didn’t think it was that big of a deal, wasn’t even my best work.”

Soap chuckled and shook his head slightly, “Nae naethin like that- Well, kinda actually… ye terrifying and if ye didnt already know it everybody thinks ye attractive juist naebody has the balls to make a move on ye.”

Ghost sat there mouth agape, and his blush darkened to the point it was finally noticeable and before he could respond Soap spoke up once more. “Meh and Roach are havin a movie night tonight, naething serious, just a bit o’fun, time to relax an’ all- ye mair than welcome to join us”

Ghost paused and swirled his coffee around in his mug for a moment or so, the two simply sat in silence for a couple minutes as Ghost thought before he spoke up. “What movie did you two pick?”

Soap grinned, “The Princess Bride, it's a timeless classic that ye cannae go wrong with- Got a projector fur the room an’ everything.”

Ghost nodded, placing down a now empty mug and then nugging down his mask once again. “We’ll see about it.” And with that he stood and quickly vanished from view, being the ghost he was known to be.

Soap rolled his eyes at the dramatics but he was giddy at the thought of Ghost possibly, maybe, showing up for movie night. He knew there was a slim chance that something would actually happen between him, Ghost and Roach but there was always that one percent of possibility and that's what Soap decided to focus on. He loved Roach but damn was Ghost enthralling.

.𝆤࿙࿙࿚๋࿙࿚ ⊱♡⊰ ࿙࿚๋࿙࿚࿚𝆤. .𝆤࿙࿙࿚๋࿙࿚ ⊱♡⊰ ࿙࿚๋࿙࿚࿚𝆤.

The hours passed and the day went by as usual, Ghost was outside working the recruits half to death, terrorising another generation of soldiers. Soap wasn’t being a menace for once, he was working with Price on the logistics of certain types of explosions and trying to explain the maths of how each of them worked. And Roach, Roach was tucked away somewhere doing who knows what but at least everyone was staying out of trouble.

As the sun began to set on the day Soap ended up back in Roaches bed, tucked into his side (so sue the man if he liked being the little spoon on occasion) and the movie played on the wall. About 30 minutes or 45, neither were sure there was a slight knock on the door.

“Doors open!”

There was a pause, it seemed like a moment of hesitation but then the door opened and there stood Ghost. Instead of being dressed in his usual tactical gear he was wearing a black hoodie and a matching pair of sweatpants. Even his mask was more casual, this one only covered about half his face, showing off his hair- which was a dirty blonde and messier than you'd think possible.

“I’m still invited, yeah? Not too late am I? Couldn’t decide if I should show up or not-”

“Aye! Of course Ghosty! Plenty of room in the bed, come on in.”

Roach laughed softly at his boyfriend's excitement yet shifted slightly to accommodate for another person joining in their not so large bed. Ghost ended up nestled in between the two, Soaps legs were draped over his and Roach was nestled into the crook of his arm. It was… warm, comfortable even and the movie held a nice ambiance to the background.

The movie played and the three laid there cuddled together, a few teases and jabs here and there were exchanged but overall everything was peaceful and Ghost felt context for the first time in a very long time. As the credits began to roll Roach was falling asleep on Ghost, and Ghost had found himself absentmindedly playing with Soaps hair- No one dared mention that in case he’d stop upon being called out for being soft.

“Simon”

The other two looked up at Ghost as he spoke, the rumble of his chest when he talked rosing Roach enough to light a confused spark in their eyes. “Huh?”

“My name- It’s Simon… Don't use it too much though- Or in front of the rest of the team, but my name's Simon.”

Soap grinned, and Roach simply nestled back into Ghost's side but that didn't mean he didn't kiss Ghost's cheek first. “Pleasure tae meet ye then Simon~”

#cod #simon ghost riley #ghost #ghost cod #fluff #gaz cod #roach cod #poly 141 #gaz call of duty #gary roach sanderson #ghoap #ghoaproach #price #price x nikolai

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What is your favorite musician/band?

this is the hardest question. i listen to a lot of solo artists. im going to infodump my current listening habits rn.

car seat headrest is probably my favorite band. god damn it shane madej stop messing with my music taste. i love how hard certain lyrics hit you like bricks, and the way they sing is so ???? entrancing?? relaxing?? idk. its nice to listen to rock, i dont listen to rock very often. also i can tell alot of it was made by a 20 something, its got college kid energy /pos

Limbo is a classic for a lo-fi indie pop vibe. also shes a super cool person and is so nice. cant wait for her new stuff!!

phoebe bridgers, obviously. kyoto and i know the end <3

taylor swift, obviously. i really only listen to fearless tv, speak now, a little of midnights, and our song. listened to her at 8 so its very nostalgic.

chloe moriondo started soft indie, turned closer to alt?? idk LOUD and very for the girlies. she brings a "im going to punch cocky men with my hello kitty boxing gloves" energy to suckerpunch that some people dont seem to like. she slays

PINK PANTHERESS: to hell with it is literally no skip, i have the entire thing memorized. absolute genius.

porter robinson: i fell in love when shelter was posted and now im obsessed with the song musican. anything describing the creative process is always super cool. my current morning alarm song

tv girl: the only other band i listen to. city pop vibes??? indie pop. ive heard that their music is sexist but??? idk???? interpreting lyrics is hard sometimes, i always took it as sarcastic.

others in my rotation: dodie, girl in red, hayley kioko, mxmtoon, beabeadoobee, miracle musical, conan gray, clairo, cavetown, hozier, mitski, penelope scott, wallows.

70ish music recs: billy joel, elo, elton john, dolly, chicago, abba

i also listen to 80s japanese city pop, general lofi music, general trendy songs (like tiktok songs n stuff) and muppet soundtracks. (moving right along is SO GOOD)

#its basically all skewed to indie pop and gen z music with some 70s music to spice it up (thanks mom n dad <3)#i like music... can you tell?#car seat headrest when are you coming back to chicago 🧍‍♀️ please 🧍‍♀️#music #thanks for the ask!

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thankfully John had kept the dog food from his previous dog

- ik i commented on this already when u posted the snippet but this still gets me 😭

or simply because you trusted John to wake you up if another nightmare came to bother you.

- w!r trusting john enough to not only sleep in the house soundly but wake them up, the growth ✨

Satisfied, the dog came back to lay next to your chair while John walked to you, putting his hand on your shoulder, he slightly bent down to kiss the top of your head.

- IMMEDIATE DAD MODE OMFG 😭😭

Isn’t he going to be bored here alone?

- no literally, ill be studying and thinking about my dog at home like what do they get up to 🧐

- ok but what if w!r got them registered as a service dog and then like the person (idk how this works but go w me for a sec) is like ok, whats their service? and w!r, straight faced, goes,” they stop me from killing people” /j

Me? Having a soft side? That’s insulting. I’m a lot of things but soft? No. ”

- same energy as that “are you the big/little spoon?” and w!r would totally be the person to say IM A KNIFE, with yelena yelling in from somewhere that theyre the little spoon

you weren’t even sure if someone else than Yelena could cheer you up

- soulmates your honor

“ What? Of course I do! ”

- hc that theyre used to having weapons on them cause yelena always has like a gajillion mini knives in her vest

Two weeks ago I didn’t even know I had someone out there that would care about me

- yelena punching the air rn

you’d look more professional with a suit

- if i, personally, was a target i would infinitely prefer someone not resembling an assassin than a 🕴

No. I’m not teaching you more about being a great hitman in a store

- you killed someone with a pencil john ✋🙄, practicallity is out the window

but had everything you were looking for in a coat, it had pockets

- the first thing they looked for was pockets. yelena loves pockets. in this essay i will-

You look like a pink flamingo.

- they’re sophisticated creatures john 🥸

Now you look like a pink flamingo too! ”

- no because why did this remind me of the “having kids with lisa” hc post 💀 where your daughter like made you a tinfoil hat to keep away aliens

Don’t let him catch you, y/n. You deserve your freedom

- bestie you captured their inner turmoil so well 😳, i was literally struggling like BRO ITS YOU OR THEM but like widows 🥺 BUT WE HAVE TO GET JOHN and i just had a full on animal muppet breakdown like AGHHHHHHHH

“ Will you be fine? Do you need backup? I can find a way to- ”

- THE IMMEDIATE CONCERN 😭, THEYRE IN LOVE HAROLD PLZ🥲🥲🥲

If I told you this yesterday, you would have gone after him

- OK BUT NOW HES AFTER YELENA ✋😤

honestly feeling the betrayal in my bones as we speak🤝 but im happy that theyre getting closer 😃. so happy i finally got to read this bestie <3

-😌

bestie i’m gonna be honest i hate myself for mentioning daisy poor little puppy 🥲 the way i skip the scene every time i watch jw ✋🏻

r trusting her dad is just 🥰

john woke up telling himself it was his first day truly being a dad and i just- 🥲

me when i’m leaving home fr what my baby doing? is she inside or outside? is she sleeping? 😭😭

no no bestie you’re so right idc i’m making r registering the dog as a service dog at some point this is a genius idea 😭🥺

DNHDJSM YES R WOULD NEVER ADMIT SHES THE LIL SPOON

they do be soulmates 😭

yelena owns every different kind of knives and she takes as many as she can in her vest and i will die on this hill

ndjdnek she truly was punching the air when r said that 😭

NOT THE 🕴🏻😭😭😭😭 but true i’d rather be murdered by someone who look like they just got out of a party ✋🏻

and when john kill ppl with a pencil again and r totally fangirl over how badass it was then what

r loving and needing pockets bc yelena LOVES pockets yup

they do be sophisticated more than most humans eheheh 🦩🦩🦩

omg bestie what if, without realizing it, i got inspired by this ��👄👁

I DIDNT MEAN TO GIVE YOU A BREAKDOWN BUT NGL IT WAS ONE OF MY FAV MOMENTS TO WRITE 😭

harold, they’re lesbians 😳

he’s after yelena, and yelena is sacred we don’t touch yelena and r is out for blood bc no one hurts yelena 🔪🔪🔪

we feeling the betrayal 🔪🔪 i hope it didn’t feel too long to read and that you enjoyed it! i missed you coming in my inbox! <3

#😌 anon #i’m never making a chapter this long again #it was a pain in the ass to rewrite 😭✋🏻

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Top 10 Comfort Movies

Thank you @saivilo for the tag ❤️

Legally Blonde (2001) -- My favorite movie of all time. I’ve never met anyone who doesn’t absolutely love this movie. It made me want to be a lawyer for most of my life and, having now worked in a law office, I see it had that effect on a lot of actual lawyers too. The first time I watched this movie was in elementary school when I stayed home sick and it instantly cured me, no joke. I watch it whenever I’m sad, anxious, or under the weather and it instantly brightens my day.

Pride and Prejudice (2005) -- I just watched this movie the other day and I still absolutely lose my mind over it. Absolutely no one writes better love stories than Jane Austen, not only romantic but familial and platonic love. Joe Wright’s interpretation of the story is absolutely beautiful. Everything about it is so perfect.

Clueless (1995) -- Another movie I watch when I want to turn my mind off and be in a different world. A modern take on a Jane Austen novel, I love the way female friendships take center stage in this movie despite also having romance with boys. We could all learn a lot from Cher’s arc in the movie.

John Mulaney Stand Up Specials -- Take your pick of any of John Mulaney’s specials and you’re bound to laugh every single time.

Titanic (1998) -- One of the greatest love stories ever told, in my humble opinion. I cry every single time I watch this movie.

Scott Pilgrim vs. the World (2010) -- While devoid of all the character development and allegory found in the comics it’s based on, this movie is still an underrated slice of genius. Edgar Wright is a brilliant director, the cast is star studded before most of them were even stars (i.e. Brie Larson, Chris Evans, Aubrey Plaza, Anna Kendrick, Mary Elizabeth Winsted), and the visual gags give the viewer something new to catch with every watch. This movie defined my high school experience in some ways and I’ll always come back to it for a bittersweet nostalgic experience.

Chelsea Peretti: One of the Greats (2014) -- Oh Chelsea, why do you only have one Netflix special? This is my favorite stand up routine of all time. I adore Chelsea Peretti and she never fails to make me laugh. I wish she’d do more stand up.

Monty Python and the Holy Grail (1975) -- Quintessential British humor. My url is actually based on the famous comedy troop. The Holy Grail is still one of the funniest movies I’ve ever watched, even all these years later. It’s subtle gags and tomfoolery actually make for one of the most accurate tellings of the Arthurian Legends, at least in tone. Seriously, try reading any of the Arthurian Legends, they are just as badshit weird as this movie is.

The Muppets Movie (2011) -- This Oscar award winning musical (for best song) is by far the weirdest movie on this list, but I love it none the less. Amy Adams is my favorite actress and she, along side Jason Segal and all of our favorite Muppets, make for a hilarious, cameo filled, self aware, campy film that warms my heart and makes me laugh. The music is spectacular; I want the opening number, “Life’s a Happy Song,” to be played at my wedding and that’s not even the song they won an Oscar for.

The Princess Bride (1987) -- Another sweet love story with hilarious gags that will always make me laugh. This movie feels like a warm hug all the way through.

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buckybarnesbingo · 6 years ago

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It’s our first BBB roundup post! We’ve had a whopping 26 fills created in our first week, and it has been amazing to see so much creativity! Keep reading to see the awesome stuff that was done this week.

Title: Muppet Collaborator: Entwinedlove Link: AO3 Square Filled: B5 - John Wick AU Ship: past BuckyNat Rating: Gen Major Tags: impending animal death Summary: Bucky has to make a difficult decision. Word Count: 250

Title: misdirection Collaborator: nightwideopen Link: AO3 Square Filled: U1 - mission sex Ship: WinterHawk Rating: Mature Major Tags: blood and violence, mildly dubious consent Summary: Clint hates running, so he comes up with a better idea. Word Count: 1418

Title: Swing Collaborator: ArtInMotion Link: AO3 Square Filled: B5 - Dancing Ship: Stucky Rating: Gen Major Tags: Implied/referenced dissociation Summary: James is not really ready for this party. He doesn't feel like himself. He really just wants to sit at the bar with Bruce until it's over. Thor has made it his mission to dance with every team member at Tony's Press Party. The night is coming to a close, and Bucky is the last one left. Word Count: 2568

Title: ever fallen in love with someone Collaborator: 1000_directions Link: AO3 Square Filled: C2- Recovering Bucky Ship: WinterHawk Rating: Explicit Major Tags: Amputee Bucky Barnes, Deaf Clint Barton, explicit sexual content Summary: Clint is just… nice. He’s just a nice guy. He has an easy, generous smile, and his humor is teasing and self-deprecating but never cruel. He’s non-threatening. Bucky doesn’t like people getting too close, but he doesn’t mind when Clint sits next to him on the beat-up couch they liberated from some dumpster three blocks over. He doesn’t even flinch anymore when Clint passes into his peripheral. It’s easy. Like he belongs there. Word Count: 4797

Title: Kamala and the Heroic Knight Collaborator: MassiveSpaceWren Link: AO3 Square Filled: Y3 - Asset on the loose Ship: WinterIron Rating: Mature Major Tags: no powers AU, LARP, torture, hurt Tony Summary: Kamala was excited.Tony had stopped by early in the morning to load Kamala and her carefully made costume into the car, right next to Miles, who had been smiling tiredly. They had been looking forward to this LARP convention for months, had been planning their costumes and backstories, and now it was finally here. They'd fight alongside the coolest group of heroes on the con: the Avengers! ~~~ AKA the LARP AU nobody asked for. AKA the "EVERYONE likes to see Tony suffer" AU. Word Count: 7306

Title: angel song laughter Collaborator: halfwheeze Link: AO3 Square Filled: K1 - Misunderstandings Ship: Pietro/Bucky, HulkEye, PepperStony Rating: Gen Major Tags: Jealousy, Misunderstandings Summary: Pietro Maximoff has the laugh of an angel. He carries himself quickly and yet so gracefully, laughs with his entire body, smiles with his entire face, and he's maybe the prettiest little thing that Bucky has ever seen. He is also egregiously unavailable, but Bucky can live with that. He can. Word Count: 2034

Title: Tumble and Splash Collaborator: Judy_The_Dreamer Link: AO3 Square Filled: B2 - Shapeshifters Ship: none Rating: Teen Major Tags: Nearly accidental drowning Summary: Deprived of believers by the modern world, Steve Rogers is perhaps the most lackluster earth faerie prince you’ll ever meet. Good thing then that he’s a man with a plan. Unfortunately for Steve, he hasn’t quite figured out that the people he’s charming aren’t exactly human in every sense of the word. That time Bucky Barnes’s adrenaline addiction nearly got Steve killed and pollution might not be the saviour Steve thinks it is. Word Count: 863

Title: Winter Collaborator: LostSpaceCadetLeon Link: AO3 Square Filled: B1 - IMAGE: Zen Bucky with Alpine Ship: Stucky Rating: Gen Major Tags: none Summary: Steve asks Bucky how he came across his new pet Winter Word Count: 479

Title: Strategy Collaborator: candycanedarcy Link: AO3 Square Filled: Y4 - secret relationship Ship: WinterHawk Rating: Gen Major Tags: Steve POV, JARVIS is a good bro Summary: Steve just wants Bucky to be happy. And if that means locking him in a closet to make him tell Clint how he feels, then so be it. Word Count: 1767

Title: A Gay ol' Time Collaborator: Cptn_Rogers Link: AO3 Square Filled: K4 - Undercover in a Gay Bar Ship: Stucky Rating: Teen Major Tags: fluff, light angst Summary: Bucky is on an undercover mission for SHIELD along with Cap, Sam and Natasha. The Target is the last thing on Bucky’s mind as he reminisces about the 40s but it’s not all that bad now that he can openly dance in public with Steve for the first time. Word Count: 1736

Title: Anniversary Gift Collaborator: Eyra Link: Tumbr Square Filled: Y5 - Bucky Bear Ship: WinterHawk Rating: Gen Major Tags: art Summary: What I imagine a newer bucky bear would look like :)

Title: Vulnerability Collaborator: massivespacewren Link: Tumblr Square Filled: Y1 - Vulnerability Ship: WinterIron Rating: Gen Major Tags: art Summary: It’s kind of part of my headcanons for Vampire Bucky. He’s all tall and dangerous usually, but soft for Tony.

Title: Friends First Collaborator: The_Alias (Artemis_Day) Link: AO3 Square Filled: C1 - IMAGE: shirtless ripped Bucky Ship: Steve/Sam, Bucky/Jane Rating: Teen Major Tags: slice of life, mild sexual content Summary: It's not that Steve and Bucky regret coming out, this is just getting annoying. Word Count: 794

Title: The No-Escape Room Collaborator: debwalsh Link: AO3 Square Filled: Chapter One, Y3 - blankets Chapter Two, K3 - abducted Ship: Stucky Rating: Not Rated Major Tags: Bucky Recovering, Bucky Remembers, Steve Rogers Needs a Hug Summary: Bucky is recovering, and Steve will do anything to protect him, to make him feel safe and loved. Bucky wants to express his own feelings for Steve, but words don’t come as easily as they once did. So instead, Bucky sets about building something for Steve ... something Steve is sorely missing. Word Count: 3188

Title: Your Hand in Mine Collaborator: debwalsh Link: AO3 Square Filled: Y1 - holding hands Ship: Stucky Rating: Not Rated Major Tags: declarations of love, Post-Captain America: Civil War, Hurt Bucky Barnes, Protective Steve Rogers Summary: In the aftermath of the battle with Tony Stark, T’Challa escorts Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers to Wakanda to recover. On the flight en route, a simple truth becomes evident to the two men out of time. Word Count: 1042

Title: At The End Of The Tunnel Collaborator: tonylovedthestarstoofondly Link: AO3 Square Filled: B3 - AU: fantasy world Ship: WinterIron Rating: Teen Major Tags: identity porn, arranged marriage, dystopia AU, fantasy AU Summary: Bucky used to think he'd have a big wedding. He'd be happy, his family would be there and he'd marry for love. He rarely got what he wanted. Word Count: 2134

Title: Rough Seas Collaborator: LostSpaceCadetLeon Link: AO3 Square Filled: U1 - AU: pirates Ship: Stucky Rating: Mature Major Tags: fluff and smut, mermaid AU Summary: Bucky tries to sail into a storm and ends up in the frigid seas only to be save by a kind mermaid. Word Count: 2574

Title: Something New Collaborator: Cptn_Rogers Link: AO3 Square Filled: Y4 - guitar Ship: none Rating: Gen Major Tags: domestic, Bucky remembering and recovering Summary: Bucky is tired of not knowing who he was before and during Hydra’s control, so in his time in Bucharest he decides that maybe he should stop trying to be who he was and figure out who he is now and who he wants to be. Word Count: 1616

Title: Bedtime Stories Collaborator: shield-agent78 Link: Tumblr Square Filled: C3 - free square Ship: Bucky x OFC Rating: Mature Major Tags: fluff, implied adult content, some language Summary: Yours and Bucky’s mission doesn’t go quite as planned. An argument leads to something much more Word Count: 1654

Title: The Flavor Of Betrayal Collaborator: Blondie_Bluue (LuvMeAlwayz) Link: AO3 Square Filled: K1 - Innocent Until Proven Guilty Ship: Stucky Rating: Gen Major Tags: fluff, caught Summary: Someones been eating Steve's ice cream, but Bucky doesn't like mint n chip. Word Count: 724

Title: Magic Fingers Collaborator: sereinial Link: AO3 Square Filled: B3 - Bucky/Tony Ship: WinterIron Rating: Teen Major Tags: sleep deprivation, fluff, massage Summary: Tony hasn't slept in God knows how long; JARVIS rats him out to a certain Winter Soldier that works his magic on the dead-inside genius. Word Count: 1370

Title: Oblivious Faerie Prince, Handle with Care Collaborator: Judy_The_Dreamer Link: AO3 Square Filled: K3 - handle with care Ship: none Rating: Teen Major Tags: Faerie AU, Aquatic shifter AU, Shifter AU, modern fantasy AU Summary: Deprived of believers by the modern world, Steve Rogers is perhaps the most lacklustre earth faerie prince you’ll ever meet. Good thing he’s a man with a plan. Unfortunately for Steve, he hasn’t quite figured out that the people he’s charming aren’t exactly human in every sense of the word.In which Bucky discovers that the entire supernatural world is playing a joke on Steve Rogers, and he’s not a fan. But what is one lone octopus to do? Word Count: 926

Title: (not) together Collaborator: halfwheeze Link: AO3 Square Filled: U3 - jealousy Ship: WinterIron, Darcy/Natasha Rating: Gen Major Tags: highschool AU, getting together, bets and wagers, gay panic Summary: Bucky doesn't like guys, has never even thought about it really, but acting like he's Tony's boyfriend for just a second to get Justin Hammer out of his face, well, that might trigger something. Word Count: 5473

Title: A Heart Beats at Midnight - Chapter Two Collaborator: Trashcanakin Link: AO3 Square Filled: C1 - holding hands Ship: WinterIron Rating: Teen Major Tags: fluff and humor, Tony POV, post CA:CW Summary: Tony & Bucky take a walk. Things are said, yet unsaid. It's soft. Word Count: 2716

Title: Brooklyn Collaborator: greyishbasia Link: Tumblr Square Filled: K3 - Brooklyn Ship: none Rating: Gen Major Tags: art

Title: New Friends, Old Friends Collaborator: sweeetmonstrosity Link: AO3 Square Filled: Y2 - IMAGE: Bucky and Sam "I hate you" scene Ship: Bucky/Sam Rating: Gen Major Tags: broken promises, new family, team Cap Summary: In which Bucky makes a new friend and learns how far Steve’s friends will go to save him. Word Count: 842

#buckybarnesbingo2019 #bbb19 #roundup #weekly roundup #week one roundup

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Best Family Movies To Watch In India (April 2020)

Best Movies In India You Can Watch It With Your Families In April 2020

With everybody stuck at home as the pandemic furies the nation over, working guardians can utilize all the interruption on the planet for their children, who may be occupied now for a couple of hours in virtual homerooms, however, are set out directly toward summer occasions with nothing to top off their schedule. Add to that the reality guardians have nothing to do on ends of the week as well, which implies more film observing together. That is the reason we've gathered this rundown, to give you the best children and family motion pictures for such spare time, across Disney+ Hotstar, Netflix, and Amazon Prime Video.

To pick the best children and family motion pictures on gushing in India, we depended on Rotten Tomatoes, Metacritic, and IMDb evaluations to make a waitlist. Also, we utilized our article judgment to include or expel a couple. This rundown will be refreshed once at regular intervals if there are any commendable increases or if a few films are expelled from the administration, so bookmark this page and continue checking in. Here are the best children and family films presently accessible on Disney+ Hotstar, Netflix, and Amazon Prime Video in India, arranged in order and partitioned by stage.

Best family films on Disney+ Hotstar

Aladdin (1992)

Disney puts its liveliness enhance onto the renowned people story of a road urchin who masks himself as a well off ruler in the wake of finding a genie in an enchantment light, trying to intrigue the Sultan's girl. Try not to waste time with the 2019 real to life change, likewise on Disney+ Hotstar.

Alice in Wonderland (1951)

Lewis Carroll's great story, about the main little youngster who tumbles down and enters the substitute universe of Wonderland, where she experiences the most peculiar people, gets the Disney melodic treatment. Disregard the 2010 Tim Burton live-activity revamp, likewise on Disney+ Hotstar.

Bambi (1942)

A youthful donkey deer grows up in the timberland with the assistance of his folks and companions: his pink-nosed hare, a skunk, and his cherished companion and future mate. In light of Felix Salten's 1923 eponymous book.

Beauty and the Beast (1991)

Generally dependent on Jeanne-Marie Leprince de Beaumont's eponymous fantasy, a ruler changed into a beast must procure the affection for a young lady who's detained in his manor, before the last petal tumbles off a captivated rose. The Emma Watson-starrer live-activity redo is additionally on Disney+ Hotstar, yet it's not as acceptable.

Big Hero 6 (2014)

A 14-year-old mechanical autonomy wonder collaborates with his nearest partner, a robot called Baymax, and his companions — a comic-book fan, a thrill-seeker, a laser-master neatnik, and a science genius — to shape a hero group to bring down a covered reprobate.

A Bug's Life (1998)

In the quest for "extreme warriors" to shield his settlement from ravenous grasshoppers, a maverick subterranean insect contracts a gathering of bugs for the activity, just to acknowledge they are a down-on-their-karma voyaging bazaar. Kevin Spacey, who voices the lead grasshopper, stands denounced in the #MeToo development. From Pixar.

Cinderella (1950)

In light of Charles Perrault's eponymous fantasy — however it's a lot better and less difficult than on the page — a decent hearted, a discouraged young lady is helped by her pixie back up parent after her harsh stepmother and stepsisters keep her from setting off to an illustrious ball.

Coco (2017)

A youthful Mexican kid's quest for music, in disobedience of a family boycott, transports him to the strict Land of the Dead, where he looks for his extraordinary incredible granddad, an unbelievable vocalist, to get back to the living. From Pixar.

Dumbo (1941)

Derided and criticized for his ears are too enormous, a bazaar child elephant gets an unexpected companion in a little mouse, who urges him to demonstrate a point to everybody. Try not to mess with the 2019 real-life redo, additionally on Disney+ Hotstar.

The Emperor's New Groove (2000)

Changed into a llama by his manipulative, malicious and self-serving ex-consultant and stranded in the wilderness, an egotistical, pompous and youthful Incan sovereign must become companions with a sort and caring town pioneer (John Goodman) if he needs to endure and turn around into a human.

Fantasia (1940)

There's no larger plot to this exploratory component that comprises of eight fragments, all vivified to bits of old-style music. Highlights Mickey Mouse, dinosaurs, water sprites, moving mushrooms, artful dance moving ostriches, hippopotamuses, and crocs. A milestone of now is the right time.

Finding Nemo (2003)

After his child gets kidnapped in the Great Barrier Reef, a docile overprotective clownfish embarks to safeguard him from Sydney, figuring out how to face challenges en route with the assistance of a lofty blue tang named Dory. From Pixar.

Finding Dory (2016)

Right now to the first section, the main glorious blue tang, who experiences transient memory misfortune, sets out in scan for her tragically deceased guardians with the assistance of Nemo and his father, Marlin. From Pixar.

Frozen (2013)

Right now fantasy tropes from the home of fantasy motion pictures that are propelled by Hans Christian Andersen's fantasy "The Snow Queen", a daring self-assured person princess sets off with a tough iceman, his reliable reindeer, and an innocent talking snowman to locate her standoffish sister sovereign who's incidentally caught the realm in endless winter. The 2019 spin-off isn't as acceptable.

Hercules (1997)

Deprived of his interminability and left on the human universe of Earth, the main child of the Greek god Zeus must substantiate himself as a genuine saint to profit to his home for Mount Olympus. Has numerous equals to Superman.

Home Alone (1990)

An eight-year-old kid must keep a couple of robbers under control after he is erroneously abandoned at home during Christmas by his family, who take off for France on a vacation.

The Incredibles (2004) and Incredibles 2 (2018)

With an administration restriction on superheroes, a heavyweight father of three tingles to return to his wrongdoing battling routes in the Pixar unique, which powers the family enthusiastically. The ultra-adaptable mother is the focal point of the spin-off as she decides to reestablish confidence in superheroes, while the dad must deal with the children.

Inside Out (2015)

Set generally inside the psyche of an 11-year-old young lady, her five exemplified feelings — Joy, Sadness, Anger, Fear, and Disgust — attempt to adapt to another life after the family moves a large number of miles west to San Francisco right now film. Cleared honors for a best-enlivened film.

The Jungle Book (2016)

Motivated by 1967 enlivened melodic and dependent on Rudyard Kipling's works, a vagrant kid called Mowgli, raised by two-timers, faces the Bengal tiger, Shere Khan, with the assistance of his dark jaguar coach, Bagheera, and the darker bear companion, Baloo. One of the uncommon no-frills Disney changes that enhanced the first.

Lady and the Tramp (1955)

Erroneously accused and gagged, a female American Cocker Spaniel who lives with an upper working-class family runs from home and begins to look all starry eyed at her rescuer, a road insightful wanderer mutt. Overlook the real-life revamp, likewise on Disney+ Hotstar.

The Lego Batman Movie (2017)

Batman must cooperate with a high school vagrant Robin he unintentionally embraced and the new police magistrate, Barbara Gordon, right now parody, to prevent the Joker from taking over Gotham City.

Lilo and Stitch (2002)

An extraterrestrial hereditary investigation flees to Earth, is received by a Hawaiian young lady after it masks itself as a pooch, and finds out about 'ohana — the Hawaiian idea of more distant family — as it unleashes devastation and obliteration on the island.

The Lion King (1994)

Fooled into intuition he caused his dad's passing, a lion offspring flees from home and grows up with a couple of cheerful wastrels, just to be helped to remember his legitimate spot further down the road and why he should return. Try not to waste time with the 2019 real-life change, likewise on Disney+ Hotstar.

The Little Mermaid (1989)

Hans Christian Andersen's nineteenth-century story about a youthful mermaid Ariel who makes a deal with the ocean witch Ursula and surrenders her life in the ocean to meet a human sovereign got the Disney liveliness treatment, which flagged the studio's arrival to shape.

Mary Poppins (1964)

In light of P.L. Travers' book arrangement of a similar name, a taught father contracts a caring lady (Julie Andrews) — who he doesn't know is equipped for enchantment — to be the babysitter for his two devilish kids. Won five Oscars, including best entertainer for the debutant Andrews.

Moana (2016)

After a revile brought about by an unbelievable mythical being (Dwayne Johnson) contacts her home-island, the main little girl of a Polynesian town boss embarks to discover him and a supernatural relic that will make things right.

Monsters, Inc. (2001)

In reality, as we know it where beasts must panic kids they accept to be poisonous to control their city, an unafraid human young lady overturns the life of two such beasts — a monster hairy one and his small one-looked at closest companion — who must put forth a valiant effort to recover her without anybody taking note. From Pixar.

Mulan (1998)

To spare her powerless dad from induction and passing in a war, a youthful Chinese lady mask herself as a man right now melodic, with comedic help gave by a little mythical beast.

The Muppets (2011)

A Muppet enthusiast, his human sibling Gary, and Gary's better half (Amy Adams) help Kermit the Frog to rejoin the disbanded Muppets and spare the Muppet Theater from a business person who intends to annihilate and bore for oil.

Onward (2020)

After an enchantment spell brings back portion of their dad for 24 hours, two adolescent mythical person siblings (voiced by Chris Pratt and Tom Holland) set off on a Dungeons and Dragons-style mission looking for a relic to reestablish the remainder of him before time runs out. From Pixar.

Pinocchio (1940)

Made by a wood-carver and enlivened by a pixie, the main wooden manikin must substantiate himself as "fearless, honest, and unselfish" to be a genuine kid, with the assistance of cricket who fills in as his still, small voice.

The Princess and the Frog (2009)

A dedicated server, who fantasies about having her own eatery, is snagged into kissing a frog ruler to make him human again however winds up turning into a frog herself. Presently, she should figure out how to come back to her body before it's past the point of no return.

Ralph Breaks the Internet (2018)

Right now the first, likewise on the rundown, the main computer game scoundrel and his princess racer closest companion (Sarah Silverman) end up in the insane universe of the Internet while attempting to spare the last are down.

Ratatouille (2007)

A human rodent (Patton Oswalt) who yearns to be a culinary expert attempts to accomplish his fantasy by making a coalition with a youthful trash kid at a Parisian café. From Pixar.

Dozing Beauty (1959)

Reviled by a witch to kick the bucket on her sixteenth birthday celebration, a princess is taken under the consideration of three pixies, who debilitate the revile to give her fall access to a long rest, which must be broken by the kiss of genuine affection.

Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs (1937)

Constrained into ousting by her underhanded stepmother, the main princess is protected by seven diminutive person diggers in Disney's most seasoned energized highlight film. Incorporates a questionable kiss that includes an absence of assent, which guardians may wish to discuss with their children.

Tangled (2010)

Bolted up by her excessively defensive mother, a youthful long-haired young lady at long last gets her desire to escape into the world outside gratitude to a decent hearted cheat and finds her actual self.

Togo (2019)

In light of a genuine story from 1925, the main Siberian Husky pooch is the star of this endearing dramatization as he, notwithstanding being viewed as little and powerless, helps his musher-proprietor Leonhard Seppala (Willem Dafoe) convey a neutralizing agent serum through a thousand kilometers of cruel winter.

Toy Story quadruplicate (1995-2010)

A portion of Pixar's best work is set in reality as we know it where human toys claim to be dead around people and follow a gathering of toys as they are looked by difficulties on their unforeseen experiences. Brought forth "To vastness and past!" From Pixar.

Up (2009)

To hold a guarantee to his late spouse, an older single man attaches a huge number of inflatables to his home to convey him to the wilds of South America, accidentally taking a youthful and sincere stowaway. From Pixar.

WALL·E (2008)

In a faraway future where people have since quite a while ago deserted Earth and dwell on starliners, a little garbage compactor robot living on a superficial level becomes hopelessly enamored with a meeting test and sets out on a space venture that will decide the destiny of humankind. From Pixar.

Winnie the Pooh (2011)

Although it leaves you needing increasingly because of its short runtime, Disney's most recent hand-drawn vivified story offers a lot of appeals, as the main bear scans for nectar, while he and his companions set out to spare his seven-year-old human closest companion from a fanciful danger.

Wreck-It Ralph (2012)

Right now Ralph Breaks the Internet, additionally on the rundown, a computer game miscreant decides to satisfy his fantasy about turning into a saint however winds up carrying ruin to the whole arcade where he lives.

Zootopia (2016)

Set in the main city loaded up with human creatures, a recently stamped rabbit cop (Ginnifer Goodwin) and a negative fox cheat (Jason Bateman) must cooperate to disentangle a trick that compromises the harmony. Adulated for its message of resilience and assorted variety.

Best family films on Netflix

Arrietty (2010)

In light of Mary Norton's 1952 book The Borrowers, the life of a four-inch-tall family, who live stealthily in the dividers and floors of a human family unit, changes after their main high school little girl is found by another 12-year-old kid who moves in. Co-composed by Hayao Miyazaki.

The Blue Umbrella (2005)

In light of Ruskin Bond's 1980 eponymous novella, the tale of a little youngster in provincial Himachal Pradesh whose blue umbrella turns into the object of interest for the whole town, driving a retailer (Pankaj Kapur) to edginess. A National Award victor coordinated by Vishal Bhardwaj.

Stronghold in the Sky (1986)

In the primary film authoritatively under the Studio Ghibli standard, a little youngster and a young lady shield an enchantment precious stone from privateers and military specialists, while on the quest for an amazing drifting palace. Hayao Miyazaki composes and coordinates.

The Cat Returns (2002)

After a peaceful student winds up wedded to a feline sovereign she spared from the mishap and starts to develop cat highlights, she should get out in time with the assistance of two statuettes spring up. A side project of Whisper of the Heart, additionally on the rundown.

The Emperor's New Groove (2000)

Changed into a llama by his manipulative, fiendish and self-serving ex-counselor and stranded in the wilderness, a narrow-minded, presumptuous and youthful Incan sovereign must become companions with a sort and caring town pioneer (John Goodman) on the off chance that he needs to endure and turn around into a human.

From Up on Poppy Hill (2011)

Set in 1963 Yokohama, a sprouting sentiment creates between a secondary school young lady and the school paper president as they unite to spare the school's broken-down clubhouse from destruction, in anticipation of the 1964 Tokyo Olympics. Co-composed by Hayao Miyazaki.

The most effective method to Train Your Dragon (2010)

Raised in reality as we know it where Vikings have a convention of being winged serpent slayers, a youthful youngster turns into an unexpected companion with a youthful mythical beast and realizes there might be more to the animals than everybody might suspect.

Wail's Moving Castle (2004)

After a witch reviles an unconfident young lady called Sophie with an old body attributable to her developing companionship with an ostentatious wizard called Howl, she endeavors to find a fix while she takes cover in the kid's enormous home that can move itself, and is trapped in Howl's opposition against a warring realm. Hayao Miyazaki composes and coordinates.

Hugo (2011)

In 1930s Paris, a kid who lives alone in the dividers of a train station attempts to make sense of the puzzle including his late dad and his most loved belonging, a machine, that needs a key to work. Martin Scorsese coordinates.

I Am Kalam (2010)

Nila Madhab Panda's element directorial debut is the narrative of a wise and ruined kid (Harsh Mayar), who becomes friends with the child of a once honorable family, and is motivated by the life of India's late President A. P. J. Abdul Kalam — whose family was additionally poor in his youth — to seek after an instruction. Mayar won a National Award.

The Karate Kid (1984)

Harassed by young men at school in another town, an adolescent chooses to take in karate from combative techniques ace Mr. Miyagi and realizes there's a whole other world to the craftsmanship from than simply battling.

Kiki's Delivery Service (1989)

A story about growing up of the youthful main witch, who opens an air conveyance business, helps a pastry shop's pregnant proprietor in return for settlement and becomes friends with a nerdy kid during her time of self-revelation. Hayao Miyazaki composes and coordinates.

Klaus (2019)

Filling in as another starting point story of Santa Claus, the apathetic child of the postmaster general, who is dispatched to a sub-zero, remote island where nobody converses with one another, enrolls the assistance of a lamenting toymaker to carry happiness and cheer to the town.

Kung Fu Panda (2008)

After a corpulent kung fu aficionado panda is as far as anyone knows erroneously picked as the Dragon Warrior to battle an approaching risk, he is reluctantly educated by an old ace and his understudies who have been preparing for a considerable length of time.

The Little Prince (2015)

Antoine de Saint-Exupery's 1943 novella is given the movement treatment, wherein an older pilot (Jeff Bridges) relates his experiences with a little youngster who professed to be an extra-earthbound ruler to his neighbor, a young lady. Rachel McAdams, James Franco, and Marion Cotillard likewise voice.

A Little Princess (1995)

Alfonso Cuarón coordinates this story of a little youngster who is compelled to turn into a worker by the headmistress at her New York live-in school, after her well off distinguished dad is assumed dead in World War I.

My Neighbor Totoro (1988)

Set in post-war rustic Japan, an endearing story of a teacher's two youthful girls who have experiences with amicable woods sprits. Hayao Miyazaki composes and coordinates.

Paddington (2014)

Going from his wilderness home in Peru to the chilly lanes of London, a jelly adoring bear is taken in by a sympathetic family, before being spotted by a historical center taxidermist (Nicole Kidman) who needs to add him to her assortment.

Pom Poko (1994)

With their woodland home under danger of being felled for the sake of urban improvement, a gathering of mystical shape-moving raccoon hounds — tanuki in Japanese legends — must utilize all their heavenly gifts to stop it.

Ponyo (2008)

Motivated by Hans Christian Andersen's fantasy The Little Mermaid, author chief Hayao Miyazaki gives us a kinship between a five-year-old kid and the main goldfish princess who longs to be human. Not his best work, yet at the same time exceptionally beguiling.

Porco Rosso (1992)

Changed into a human-pig by an unordinary revile, an Italian World War I expert warrior veteran presently fills in as an independent abundance tracker in the 1930s the Adriatic Sea in the Mediterranean. Hayao Miyazaki composes and coordinates.

Ratatouille (2007)

A human rodent (Patton Oswalt) who yearns to be a culinary expert attempts to accomplish his fantasy by making a union with a youthful trash kid at a Parisian café. From Pixar.

Shaun the Sheep Movie (2015)

This stop-movement includes film development of the eponymous animation finds the main evil sheep and co. heading into the Big City to save their rancher, who's wound up amnesiac attributable to the sheep's jokes.

Lively Away (2001)

The main non-English-language film to win the Oscar for the best-enlivened film is around a 10-year-old young lady called Chihiro who meanders into the soul world with her folks, where the older folks are transformed into mammoth pigs. Chihiro then should work in a bathhouse to find an approach to come back to the human world. Hayao Miyazaki composes and coordinates.

Taare Zameen Par (2007)

Sent to live-in school without wanting to, a dyslexic eight-year-old is helped by a capricious craftsmanship instructor (Aamir Khan) to defeat his inability and find his actual potential.

The Tale of The Princess Kaguya (2013)

In the most costly Japanese film at any point made, which depends on a tenth-century folktale, a small young lady, discovered inside a bamboo stalk, develops quickly into a choice young lady and draws in numerous suitors. She sets out a progression of inconceivable errands for them, for which she will, at last, follow through on a cost.

Wallace and Gromit: The Curse of the Were-Rabbit (2005)

Cheddar cherishing, offbeat innovator Wallace and his canny, regularly confused pooch Gromit, who maintain an empathetic bug migration business, are utilized by a lady facilitating the yearly cultivating rivalry to deal with a clan of bunnies. Won the Oscar for the best-vivified film.

When Marnie Was There (2014)

Independent 12-year-old young lady Anna is sent to a late spring home in a drowsy, oceanside town, where she becomes friends with the puzzling, light-haired main young lady who lives in a surrendered house and requests that Anna stay discreet from everybody. The last film for Studio Ghibli depended on Joan G. Robinson's 1967 eponymous novel.

A murmur of the Heart (1995)

14-year-old Shizuku, a savant who fantasies about turning into an essayist, finds that all the library books she peruses have additionally been perused by one Seiji, a secretive kid who is determined to seeking after his affection for violin-production in Italy. Motivated by Seiji's drive and an antique thing that grabs her attention, Shizuku starts to pen her own story. Composed by Miyazaki.

Wreck-It Ralph (2012)

Right now Ralph Breaks the Internet, accessible on Disney+ Hotstar, a computer game scalawag who decides to satisfy his fantasy about turning into a legend yet winds up carrying devastation to the whole arcade where he lives.

Best family motion pictures on Amazon Prime Video

Incredible Mr. Fox (2009)

Roald Dahl's youngsters' novel about a fox who takes nourishment from three mean and rich ranchers gets the prevent movement treatment from Wes Anderson, including the voices of George Clooney, Meryl Streep, Bill Murray, Willem Dafoe, and Michael Gambon.

Harry Potter octalogy (2001–2011)

Because of J.K. Rowling's eponymous seven-book arrangement, the main kid wizard (Daniel Radcliffe) must fight the best wizard ever, Lord Voldemort (Ralph Fiennes), who neglected to slaughter him when he was a baby. Sections three (Prisoner of Azkaban), four (Goblet of Fire), six (Half-Blood Prince), and eight (Deathly Hallows: Part 2) are commonly viewed as the best.

The most effective method to Train Your Dragon (2010)

Raised in reality as we know it where Vikings have a convention of being monster slayers, a youthful youngster turns into an unexpected companion with a youthful mythical serpent and realizes there might be more to the animals than everybody might suspect.

I Am Kalam (2010)

Nila Madhab Panda's element directorial debut is the account of an insightful and devastated kid (Harsh Mayar), who becomes a close acquaintance with the child of a once honorable family, and is enlivened by the life of India's late President A. P. J. Abdul Kalam — whose family was additionally poor in his youth — to seek after a training. Mayar won a National Award.

Kung Fu Panda (2008)

After a large kung fu aficionado panda is as far as anyone knows erroneously picked as the Dragon Warrior to battle an approaching risk, he is reluctantly instructed by an old ace and his understudies who have been preparing for a considerable length of time.

The Lego Movie (2014)

A common, rules-following Lego Minifigure (Chris Pratt) is erroneously distinguished as the most phenomenal individual and the way to sparing the world from a malevolent dictator, for which he is humorously underprepared. It brought forth the hit single, "Everything Is Awesome".

Spider Man: Into the Spider-Verse (2018)

Drawn with a blend of PC created and hand-drawn workmanship, Miles Morales is brought into a between dimensional clash not long after he's bit by a creepy crawly and increases superpowers, pushing him to collaborate to spare the multiverse. Set for a 2022 spin-off.

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Day 2 - Knoxville

Somehow the post I made about Knoxville got deleted so this is me trying to remember some of it but this is deficient and I am mad and sad I lost that writing because it was good and heartfelt.

Before we went to bed in Asheville we heard birdsong in the trees at like 1am and I said ‘nightbirds?’ and Jeremy laughed a little. Jeremy and John and me remarked in the morning in Asheville how nice it would be live here. The cool mountain breeze was nice. We left the house we were staying at and headed into town. We went to the mechanic first to try to find out what the problem with the van was. The mechanic looked at it and explained it was our pittman arm and the steering box was shot which was causing the play, and that it could be repaired for about $280, and we confirmed with the van owner from whom we are borrowing the van that they would reimburse us for the repair, so we left the van with them, put on sunglasses, walked past the moog factory and down thes street to the Five Points diner. It was a greasy spoon where they served typical Denny’s fare plus a bonus section of greek and italian entrees in the back. I got a big omelet of spinach and feta, hash browns and grits. It felt so warm and full and substantial to eat those things. Later John would remark that “when your needs are met on tour, they’re met so much more intensely,’ which I agree with. Sleep is precious even thought it’s usually cramped and smelly and uncomfortable, the water bottle and coffee cup and meal feel like real ballast and fuel. I had said this more poetically before I lost the post but whatever. We eat our breakfast and then stroll around town for a bit, visit the bookstore Malaprops downtown where I see more muppet-looking people busking and spanging, flying signs, nodding out, sleeping on benches, the nexus of muppet and homeless is an unclear one for me and I try not to be too judgy. We meet Kabir’s friend Alex Brown at Malaprops, Kabir buys a book called 1491 which is a precolonial history of the US I think, we walk down town past one plaza and to a park with a bandshell and a stage and a lawn cordoned off because two men are testing the sprinkler system. The soil near the bench where we sit is aerated and I confirm the squat columns of earth littering the ground are soil and not goose shit. We all four sit on a long bench and all cross our legs together and read each of our individual books in this way that was kind of comically synchronized, so much so that Kabir just bent over so we wouldnt look exactly the same. Me and John were on Ursula K Leguin and Kabir on Kingdom Cons by Yuri Herera, a novella, and Jeremy on Capitalist Realism on his kindle. A townie ambles by, he has a deeply asymmetrical hircut with a shock of purple dyed hair on a mostly shaved head, a loud Pittsburh steelers hat, a cane, and that familiar mix of affability and psychosis that seems to characterize a lot of home bums. He sees us all reading and remarks: “I like Shakespeare myself.” Mercifully, he walks on, goes to another group of tourists down the sidewalk and does something that’s not quite heckling and not quite visiting with them.

We leave, the drive is short, we have had the steering box/pittman arm/linkage repaired and so the play is gone out of the steering but the wheel itself is permanently at 10 o clock and evidently it wants to drift left. Jeremy is driving and negotiating the misalignment expertly, we agree to find a place to get this fixed in Knoxville. On the drive we listen to Blue Smiley, The Durutti Column, Andy Shauf, Frank Zappa, Toro y Moi, Toshifumi Hinata, and best of all we listen to a track called “Style and City’ by Stand High Patrol, which is just an upbeat litany of naming music genres and then naming the city that genre originated, a genius idea, Jeremy said it came on in a club in Brooklyn and the crowd got incredibly loud and everybody loved it. This time around on tour rather than despairing at the poverty of my music knowledge as compared to the expansive encyclopedic aural erudity of the boys in the band, instead I just ask what song is on when I like a song and like it on my Spotify. The other day my friend was asking me where I find out about new music from and I said without thinking ‘I just borrow my music taste from my friends’ which like yes, of course I do. I had this issue for a long time like I must be the originator of my taste, that I must dig in the crates and find the rarest music that no one has ever heard of before, and that I must never be influenced by anyone. Which is dogshit egotism, I’m pleased and relaxed to learn that I can just ask and my bandmates will happily give me a track ID and not think twice of it, and I can take these new songs home with me to enjoy and share.

We get into Knoxville and there’s a giant JFG sign that looks about a century old and a bizarre system of concrete staircases snaking and zigzagging and carved into a steep hill and I want to go visit them but we end up not visiting them. We get to the house we’re staying at, the people who live there are Royal and Kayla, ‘betrothed’ is how Royal describes his Kayla, they are married. Royal is an architect, exceedingly kind and jubilant and gregarious and gets close to you and involves you in jokes and has a laugh that comes so easy and his jaw kind of jerks in time with his jaw and palate when he laughs, the same sort of motion you see in an opera singer or like Mariah Carey when they are modulating vibrato on big belting sung notes. We hang at the house, Kabir breaks out his big thing of homemade chipotle hummus, we start to feast but Kayla brings out a homemade loaf of sourdough she has and then warms up four thick slices in the cast iron and puts a gentle golden crust on it and serves it to us with a big stick of butter on one of those covered narrow butter plates, and also she brings out sweet bell peppers and cuts them into sections we can dip into the hummus, and she pulls out the drum throne from royal’s kit for me to sit on. She’s a nurse, she’s southern in this special way that treats hospitality like breathing, makes it not hard to accept kindnesses and graces. She gets up after eating to work on her pottery, she has a throwing wheel outside in the garage area and she has lined their stone retaining wall with cups and pots she’s made, I learn later that the plates she served us bread off of were all made by her as well. The life she and Royal have in Knoxville seem so breezy and solid and supported and full and healthy.

Royal is an architect, the home has a couple little miniature homes and buildings made out of what look like high-grade matchsticks. John recognizes a poster on the wall of a friend’s band. Their dog, Willow, approaches me, I get annoyed and think it’s going to be mean or bark or smell bad or be annoying, but then I’m petting it for an hour, she jumps on the couch beside me and I put her in this kind of hug-headlock and fall asleep with her on the couch, Jeremy, I learn later, has taken a picture of this, I feel really happy he did that, and I ask for the picture from him and I send it to a girl I like in an effort to confirm my putative cuteness and genteel nature. When Royal is home we watch funny videos on youtube on his projector, weird interviews with furries and flat-earthers and then of a guy screaming about something while in the middle of traffic outside Universal Studios in L.A., I try to explain to the guys how there was a meme I saw wherein there is a picture of a cat who is reciting the lyrics of a Kanye song but in a cute speech impediment style where it can’t say Rs: “Pwease Baby No Mo Pawties in Ew Ay” and it is basically impossible to explain and gets no laughs and that’s fine and we move on. Jeremy puts on a Vimeo of this incredible short film he made with the title “Guided Meditation for Increased Kill/Death Ratio,” which is exactly what it sounds like, it’s built in Unity, which is like a framework to design video games in, it looks like a generic FPS with a character holding an assault rifle moving down a long spacy looking corridor lined with metal, and with a very calm amniotic ambient track Jeremy comissioned his friend to make, and Jeremy is doing the voiceover, and the conceit is it’s like a guided mindfulness meditation except instead of reducing anxiety or avoiding panic or grappling with trauma or mending depression or whatever the usual purpose of these meditations are (meditations I do daily, using the app Headspace, btw, which no one here knows as far as i know), instead of that, the purpose is to like reassure the video game player that they are a perfect efficient killing machine. Stuff like ‘focus on the feeling in your HUD, now the feeling in your body armor, now the feeling in your M4A1 carbine, now visualize your next spawn, you are not your avatar, you are pure death’ something along those lines, and it hits hard home for me being a former competitive Counter Strike player and casual Halo and Call of Duty player and now being like mentally ill to whatever extent I am such that I believe I require these meditations. ITs really well executed, the player glides through corridors, clips through the ceiling, encounters nebulas and NPCs and aliens and eventually spirals into space. Jeremy shows the original video that inspired him, same basic thing but in a virtual Costco rather than in a FPS. We move slow, Royal screen prints tee shirts for his band, Tired Frontier, on his living room table as we watch the videos. The plan is to spend tonight and the next three tour dates wth Tired Frontier. We eventually go to the show.

It’s a house show, the name of the place is CBD Castle, above the front door they have a huge cardboard sign that says CBDB’s in the style of CBGB’s and there’s a big porch with a huge couch on it and a guard rail thing that you can sit on or prop your feet on perfectly if you’re slouched way down on the couch. We mingle a little, the show gets started, the opening act is Kind Magic, which it becomes evident is something of a joke band, perfectly suited to a house show, they don’t take themselves too seriously, they mostly have just mustaches, 80s style, one guy has wraparound oakleys, he’s the lead singer, he climbs up on his bass amp at one point. Royal comes in, and people start moshing, gently, just like running into each other, Jeremy does a silly dance and I watch it happen and I want to do it and I have to wait a few songs to get up the courage but eventually I give it up and start spinning around and let myself get bounced around and I am 32 years old and feel just right and not self conscious and silly and afraid how I used to always feel at the metalcore concerts when I was 16 in Ace’s Basement in Greensboro and the moshing was this awful violent masculine chauvanist bullshit thing. This is the opposite. One song, the lead singer, it becomes evident, is chanting “Pogo! Pogo! POGO!” and I think this means pogo mosh but it does not, it means the drummer gets up off his throne and picks up a big pogo stick he has secreted in the corner and starts jumping up and down on it WHILE playing a complex drum pattern on the drums, it is unreal the level of dexterity and coordination this guy has, I learn later that he spends half the year touring with a professional pogo troupe whose gigs are mostly basketball halftime shows, and include a guy named Danger Rus, aka Russel The Muscle. This band rips and is so fun and loosens everybody up and people are drinking and getting kind of sloppy and I plan to be mad and indignant about this but instead I just don’t care and it’s lovely. Next up is us.

We set up, I get to use the backline kit so load in is minimal, just setting up breakables again. We get locked in, Kabir revs us up, we get started, and right from the jump either I pushed the tempo with my count-off or the guys pushed the tempo or we all did most likely, but we are playing louder and faster than last night and I am going in all the way hard on the drums, playing with my whole body, i come down with my right hand on the floor tom so hard my butt bounces up off the throne, I’m surprised but I like that so I keep letting that happen, I head bang as hard as possible, my neck is immediately sore and hurting but the crowd is crazy live, everyone is dancing after a few songs. I manage to thrash the wingnute off the hihat clutch which and try to repair it, flounder, and give up, which all that means is I can’t modulate the hi hat and so our set is just louder and more raw which matches the room anyways. By the last two songs the people are dancing so hard that I give up my usual veneer of grimacing and lasering my eyes to the side or corner to avoid the crowd, instead of grimacing what I do is watch what is happening in the crowd, which is the crowd smiling dancing moshing grooving with us, with me, and I get a huge smile on my face which I can’t hide and I’m so incredibly happy just playing and being heard by these people. We end and Royal rallies the crowd and they chant ONE MORE SONG ONE MORE SONG for like 3 minutes but we just don’t know another one, and so there’s no encore, but how special and lovely to be asked to do one.

Tired Frontier plays and they rock and they have keys by Paul who has a master’s in music theory and currently pursuing a second music masters in production or something. Royal has 10 pedals I think, and a super weird tuning, and they make a big wall of ambient noise between the keys from Paul and the feedback from Royal’s “stack,” which is his guitar running through a Fender guitar combo for an amp and with a Fender bass combo for effects. Their set is a little longer and the vocals don’t come through that clear and they don’t give super clear definitions to the start and end of their songs so the set may have been 4 or 7 songs. They finish, and I am so starving hungry I get the keys from Kabir and go to the van and eat about a half a jar of peanut butter and an apple and then go lay on the big white couch outside and just doze, super tired. It starts raining sheets and we learn from somebody that Knoxville’s adjacency to the mountains makes it a temperate rain forest and it rains almost every day. It’s warm and breezy and perfect. Me Kabir and John go get taco bell, the best taco bell in town, I just order the same thing as Kabir rather than taking a million years to choose and that works out great, two spicy potato soft tacos, and we just sit in the parking lot and wolf and chomp. The parking lot is sparkling, spotless, a big street sweeper truck is skrrting around finishing the job, someone who I imagine is on opiates walks very very slowly up to our van and then walks away. Someone is asleep outside near a building in the strip mall. Some car drives up and maybe drops off food or clothes. We go back to CBDB’s Jeremy is involved in a dance party there, Paul is choosing tunes based off what he calls ‘forgotten hits from the 80s.’ We eventually go back to Royal’s I fall asleep almost immediately on the couch.

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The True Will Shakespeare

by Linda Fetterly Root

A comparison of the three earliest portraits, compiled by Stratford Brice from Public Domain Art- Wikimedia

The faces of William Shakespeare The three earliest portraits of Will Shakespeare are compared above. The first two were likely painted while he lived and the third was used when his first Folio was published. All three portraits are ante-dated by the sculpted image at Shakespeare's burial site in Trinity Church, shown below. A Man of Natural Talent or a Ghostwriter? I realize there are otherwise credible people who deny the Holocaust, the moon landing, the existence of the historical Jesus, and the assassination of JFK by Lee Harvey Oswald. Most of them are motivated by a political point-of-view compatible with their belief structure. I find no such justification for questioning the contribution to world literature by a guy named William Shakespeare. This does not mean other writers might not have contributed to his works. But does anyone claim Jim Henson did not create the Muppets simply because a second inventive genius named Frank Oz was involved? In treating the question, it would be disingenuous of me to claim the insight of the many distinguished thinkers who have raised the point: Freud, Samuel Clemons, and Helen Keller, to name a few, but their acknowledge genius does not make them right. Some of the disclaimers are based on mathematical analysis of word use and structure, others on principles of linguistics or the viewpoints expressed in the plays. Mine is simplistic and based on what we do know about Shakespeare, and what I know about the nature of writers.

Shakespeare was real

Those disclaiming Shakespeare's authorship of his many plays do not go so far as to claim there was no such person as William Shakespeare, the young man from Stratford-on-Avon. There is no question a merchant named John Shakespeare and his wealthy wife Mary Arden gave birth to a son named William, who was baptized by that name on April 26, 1564, at Trinity Church in Stratford-on-Avon. The custom of the times would suggest the ceremony occurred approximately three days after birth, which is why April 23rd is accepted as Shakespeare's birthday. Below is the record of John Shakespeare's son William's baptism.

While some doubters stress the paucity of information about Shakespeare's early years to question the authenticity of his achievements, that is not the case when one factors in the profile of his father. John Shakespeare was politically active at the rural level, with ties to Midland England's aristocratic families including the Catesbys and probably the Treshams and Vauxes. At one time he was the Bailiff of Stratford—in modern terms, its mayor, a position unlikely to have been awarded to a highly visible recusant.

The restored family home on Henley Street, Stratford-on-Avon

At the time of Shakespeare's birth, his father was probably what was called a closet Catholic—those who gave the outward appearance of embracing Anglicanism, but embraced the auld religion in the privacy of the home. His wife Mary Arden was Protestant and came from a wealthy family. She gave birth to eight children, five of whom survived into adulthood. William Shakespeare probably attended the parish school in Stratford, which kept no surviving records. Some writers presume he was home schooled, but that is unlikely. While there was no compulsory education in early modern England, there were penalties imposed for homeschooling to avoid the curricula of parish churches, and until 1762, it was against the law for Catholics to teach. In addition, the prevailing evidence indicates both of his parents were illiterate. That single fact has been used to attack Shakespeare's authorship of the large body of literature published in his name, but it confuses literacy with intellect. Literate or not, Shakespeare's father was a civic leader. Snitterfield, the village where John Shakespeare grew to adulthood, had no parish school, but Stratford did. In all accounts, John Shakespeare was a successful designer/fabricator of leather gloves and headgear, with more than an average dose of entrepreneurship. He did, however, suffer an economic set-back possibly associated with his association with his Catholic leanings, or because his real estate investments were lucrative, but his other money lending was not, and at one point he had been charged and fined for usury. He became reclusive and ceased attending counsel meetings. Some writers state he was rehabilitated before his death, but by that time, his son William had acquired considerable wealth and influence, and may have been responsible for his father being granted a Coat of Arms which Shakespeare himself later used.

Sketch of the Schoolhouse at Stratford (PD Art)

Shakespeare was influenced by historical and religious events, consistent with themes expressed in his poetry and plays John Shakespeare and William Catesby, father of the leader of the Gunpowder conspirators, were both dignitaries in their separate Midland communities and were friends. On one occasion, both appeared on the same list of those who had been fined by the Protestant church hierarchy for missing mandatory services. Both families had ties to the nascent Jesuit mission to England launched by the priests Edmund Campion and his Jesuit superior, Fr. Robert Persons. Shortly after their arrival, the priests traveled to the Midlands, a hotbed of recusancy and Counter-Reformation sentiment. Father Campion likely stayed in the Catesby home, a mere 18 miles from Stratford-on-Avon. Persons is believed to have stayed with the Shakespeares.[1] There is evidence the two Jesuits distributed copies of a document to the recusants who harbored them. It was designed to be used as a model Spiritual Will and constituted a declaration of its testator's abiding Catholic Faith. A handwritten copy signed by John Shakespeare and believed to be, for the most part, genuine was found in the rafters of one of William Shakespeare's houses in 1757, although the first two provisions were likely forged by the man named Jordan who discovered them. Unfortunately, the entire document was later lost. Only it's translation survives.[2] Some historians use the materials concerning John Shakespeare as proof his famous son William knew the later martyred and Canonized Edmund Campion personally, but while it is possible, it is speculative. Shakespeare would have been a child at the time. What is apparent is Shakespeare's youthful exposure to the English Catholic cause and thought which surely shaped his works. During his career, Shakespeare demonstrated the ability to treat issues in a provocative manner nevertheless inoffensive to his sovereign.

The lack of record does not mean Shakespeare was uneducated

One argument against Shakespeare as the likely author of his plays is a lack of education, a highly Charlatan point of view fed by its companion argument raising the lack of historical record of his youth. Each argument feeds the other, and neither considers what I consider to be a highly salient fact: in Shakespeare's day, a Catholic education was illegal. It is likely that a child born of a recusant family might be overlooked in a rural schoolhouse, but those who advanced to England's few universities were vetted and culled. This does not mean there were no highly educated Elizabethan Catholics, but those who were had been educated abroad. The prime mover of the Gunpowder plot, Robert Catesby, attended nearby Oxford but dropped out rather than sign the Oath of Supremacy demanded of university graduates. Had Shakespeare been sent to Oxford, he would have faced the same obstacle. As stated above, homeschooling was a criminal offense. Also, Shakespeare's parents did not have the expertise to teach, but once the Jesuits appeared in the Midlands during Shakespeare's early adolescence, it would not have been that difficult to place an educated priest or layman tutor in the home under the guise of a footman or a stablemaster. Before his father's financial problems arose, the Shakespeare household could have afforded one. Other Midlanders such as the female recusant Eliza Roper, the Dowager Lady Vaux, held her own when interrogated by men like Lord Robert Cecil and his henchman Coke when suspected of harboring the much-sought-after Hunted Priest [3]John Gerard, and survived to establish a clandestine Jesuit boys' school at the family estate at Great Harrowden .There is evidence the Wizard Earl of Northumberland intended to establish a similar school in the courtyard at Warkworth Castle. We cannot eliminate Will Shakespeare and the author of plays like Lear simply because he did not make his way to Oxford. Nor would he have been ignorant of the dramatic form. Not only were plays written in Latin, a part of the grammar school curriculum at parish schools like the one in Stratford, but during Shakespeare's youth, aldermen issued licenses to more than twenty traveling theatrical companies [4] . And while It is tempting to confuse the terms educated and smart, even in modern times, such assumptions invite mistake. Think of John Steinbeck packing his duffel and leaving Stanford. Ben Franklin was homeschooled, and Ben Affleck dropped out of both the University of Vermont and Occidental College. Ever hear of a guy named Bill Gates? Frank Lloyd Wright? No one accuses self-taught Abraham Lincoln of having hired a ghostwriter to draft the Gettysburg address[5]. Look at your own life and think about gifted people you have encountered and ask yourself how many of them did not acquire their genius in a classroom.

What about William Shakespeare's early history?

From the china cabinet of Linda Root, photo by the author

To illustrate the weakness of the argument of those who find insufficient evidence of Shakespeare's potential because of the lack of documents from his youth, I entered the name of the most famous of my grammar school classmates into several search engines, and did not find enough information to distinguish him from others of the same name, although he has served as head of a federal financial entity. Next, I tried the same with the most successful graduate of my high school class and was overwhelmed by posting and videos, but none which dated back to his youth and early successes and failures. Why should we demand more of William Shakespeare than we do of Ron Rosenfeld or Dan Spinazzola? With Shakespeare, images of his birthplace, the site of his christening, and the houses of his mother, Mary Arden and his wife, Anne Hathaway can be found in the dinnerware in my credenza. We know William Shakespeare married Anne Hathaway and they raised three children in Stratford-on-Avon, where his family remained when he moved to London. Details as to how he amassed his moderate fortune are sketchy, but hardly to the point to justify labeling his life as a husband and father living in rural England as 'Lost Years.' While there are several plausible stories as to what might have lured Shakespeare into the theater, and thus, to London, all of them are speculative. The fact, however, is he went, and by the time he arrived, he already had a reputation as an actor and fledgling playwright sufficiently widespread for a presumably jealous colleague, successful and prolific author Robert Greene, to call him an 'upstart crow'.[6] ,[7] What Greene did not call him was a plagiarizer. Robert Greene was not a fan of his youthful rival. He wrote his contemporary dramatists and begged them to put the upstart in his place. He may have thought Shakespeare's early works borrowed heavily on extant histories, but he never accused Shakespeare of putting his name to works penned by colleagues. The informative book, The Drama: Its History, Literature and Influence on Civilization, vol 13, ed. Alfred Bates, London, Historical Publishing Company, 1906, pp. 104-107 makes a compelling case for Shakespeare's authorship of his plays by referring to Robert Greene's acerbic criticism, written shortly before Greene's death in 1592 in critiques approaching the polemic. In The Drama, Bates make the following point concerning Shakespeare's productivity during the years prior to the bard's arrival in London only a year before his detractor's death:

'Even in his wrath, however, Greene bears eloquent witness to Shakespeare's diligence, ability and success, both as actor and playwright. Of Shakespeare's amazing industry, and also of his success, there is ample evidence. Within six or seven years he not only produced the brilliant, reflective and descriptive poems of Venus and Adonis and Lucrece but at least fifteen of his dramas, including tragedies, comedies and historical plays'.

In conclusion, an argument I find compelling is based on my experience as a writer and a former prosecutor: Shakespeare's contemporaries most often propounded as the true authors of his plays never raised their claim. Those of us who write or perform are a prideful lot. We also have acquired the gift of access to a public audience: in essence, we have Voice. Would Ben Johnson, Francis Bacon and Christopher Marlowe, all of whom have been nominated as the true Will Shakespeare have remained silent when their colleague from Stratford-on -Avon claimed their masterworks? Never.

Christopher Marloew

Sir Francis Bacon

Ben Johnson

The Stratford Bust, possibly taken from a death mask.

References: [1] Pearce, Joseph, The Quest for Shakespeare, Ignatius Press, 2008. [2] Roth, Steve, Hamlet: The Undiscovered Country, Open House, 2 edition (December 23, 2013)3. [3]Gerard, John. S.J., The Autobiography of a Hunted Priest (Translated from the Latin by Philip Caraman, S.J., Ignatius Press, San Francisco, 1952 [4] Wikipedia, 'Shakespeare's Life: The Lost Years' [5] See https://despicablewonderfulyou.wordpress.com/2013/02/24/brilliant-minds-and-great-people-not-necessarily-with-a-college-degree/ [6] Robert Greene, Wikimedia, Shakespeare's Life: The Lord years, and ` http://www.theatrehistory.com The Drama; Its History, Literature and Influence on Civilization: British drama – Alfred Bates, James Penny Boyd, John Porter Lamberton [7] Bates, et al, Ibid.

~~~~~~~~~~ Linda Fetterly Root is a writer of historical fiction set in Marie Stuart's Scotland and Early Modern Britain. She is a retired major crimes prosecutor living in the Morongo Basin area of the Southern California hi-desert, on the edge of Joshua Tree National Park. She is a member of the Marie Stuart Society, the Historical Novel Society, and the Bars of California and the United States Supreme Court. William Shakespeare appears briefly in her current work-in-progress, The Deliverance of the Lamb, based upon the escape from England of flamboyant Jesuit John Gerard.

Hat Tip To: English Historical Fiction Authors

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10 MOST FAMOUS ENGLISH SONG LYRICS EVER – AND THEIR MEANING

Lyric writing is a tricky business. Finding words that convey exactly what the songwriter feels, while fitting into a certain melody and tempo, the sound of the words has to be pleasing to the ear too. Lyrics can be the starting block of a song – the words coming first, suggesting a certain feel or mood, and inspiring a melody. This is the power of words. Great song lyrics have the power to move you – whether it’s a tear of happiness or sadness, this is the songwriter’s gift.

Others are simply catchy – sing-a-long lyrics they stick in your head, even if they’re completely meaningless – naaa na na na-na-na-naaaaaa aren’t exactly the most inspiring lyrics ever, but thanks to The Beatles’ ‘Hey Jude’ they’re among some of the most-sung in the world!

The best lyrics read like the finest poetry, and many would argue that the likes of Neil Young and Bob Dylan are indeed poets as well as songwriters. To prove just how tricky and rare it is to craft exquisite lyrics like theirs, it pays to look at the other end of the scale:

“I don’t want to see a ghost/It’s the sight that I fear most/I’d rather have a piece of toast…”

There are plenty more bad lyrical attempts out there than good – and that’s why we cherish those great lyrics all the more. Here are some of the finest ever recorded, and a little explanation about each one. We’d love to hear your favourites too, and what they mean to you, and why.

The Beach Boys – Surf’s Up

“Columnated ruins domino…”

Quite simply one of the most beautiful lyrics ever written – and one of the strangest too. Full of layers of surreal symbolism, it’s the product of the truly unique imagination of the lyrical genius Van Dyke Parks (with the help of some very illegal substances).

Creating image upon image, the words flowing, perfectly fitting Brian Wilson’s incredible ode to the sea. The song’s lyrics were so unusual that they actually caused friction within the band, with Beach Boy Mike Love complaining that they were nonsensical, and would alienate their fans. The song was shelved for a few years as a result, but thankfully couldn’t be hidden away for too long!

Bob Dylan – Masters of War

“I think you will find/When your death takes its toll/All the money you made/Will never buy back your soul…”

The protest song to end all protest songs, Dylan voiced the concerns of a generation when he penned this anti-war lyric. With Vietnam raging, and conscription forcing young Americans to fight in a war they didn’t understand, the lyrics captured all of their rage, fear and disgust perfectly. Sung in the first person, from the point of view of a young man who doesn’t want to be forced to join the army, makes the song all the more personal. The melody here is so simple, and yet this song has been covered by more artists than you can count – it’s all thanks to those incredibly powerful lyrics.

The Beatles – Hey Jude

“Take a sad song, and make it better…”

While John Lennon initially believed that this song was written for him, at the start of his relationship with Yoko Ono, in fact Paul McCartney penned this Beatles classic for Lennon’s son Julian. Originally titled ‘Hey Jules’, the song was written to comfort a young Julian as his parents divorced – and its lyrics have since brought comfort to countless others.

Also written around the time of McCartney’s new relationship with Linda Eastman, it’s a song that offers encouragement, advice, and a strong belief in love – yet another famous lyric about love – it seems we can’t escape it! But Hey Jude is almost as well known for its ending – over four minutes of those famous ‘na na na’s stretch the song out to over seven minutes long, at the time making it the longest single ever to top the UK charts, giving the Beatles their biggest hit in America too.

Johnny Cash – I Still Miss Someone

“There’s someone for me somewhere/And I still miss someone…”

Another simple melody that’s transformed by its painfully heartfelt lyrics, this is one of Johnny Cash’s most famous songs, and one of his most-covered. There have surely been more lyrics written about love than anything else, and the ones that stay with us are often about lost love.

Here, the lyrics hit home because they are so honest and truthful – every one who’s ever lost someone can relate. One of Bob Dylan’s own favourites, Joni Mitchell, Emmylou Harris, Dolly Parton, Gram Parson and Stevie Nicks are just some of the artists who have covered this country classic.

Johnny Mandel and Mike Altman – Suicide is Painless (Theme from M*A*S*H)

“The game of life is hard to play/I’m going to lose it anyway…”

One of the most famous TV and movie themes in history, the theme from M*A*S*H also has one very unexpected lyricist. When director Robert Altman was looking for a song for one of the movie’s characters to sing in one scene he told Songwriter Mandel that it had to be called “Suicide is Painless”, secondly, it had to be the “stupidest song ever written”.

Altman tried to write the lyrics himself, but found that it was too difficult for his 45-year-old brain to write “stupid enough”. Instead he gave the task to his 14-year-old-son, Michael, who quite to the contrary, produced some of the most profound lyrics ever to come out of a 14-year old! The famously morose song is written from the point of view of someone considering suicide. Reflecting the pointlessness of war, and the meaninglessness of life, this theme to the darkly comic story of soldiers facing the hardships of Vietnam is made all the more poignant by that fact that it was written by someone so young.

The Smiths – There Is a Light That Never Goes Out

“Take me out, tonight…“

It’s rare to find a band that are as critically acclaimed for their lyrics as much as their music – but thanks to Morrissey the magical wordsmith, The Smiths have managed just that. An avid reader, a big poetry fan, and a romantic at heart, Morrissey has written some of the most famous lyrics to emerge from the British music scene in the past 30 years. Their song titles alone contain more poetry than most lyric sheets – Shoplifters of the World Unite, Last Night I Dreamt That Somebody Loved Me, There Is a Light That Never Goes Out – they’ve even inspired countless tattoos.

There Is a Light is one of their most-covered songs, with lyrics that were apparently inspired by one of Morrissey’s heroes, James Dean in Rebel Without a Cause. Appealing to teenagers everywhere, the lyrics talk about teenage alienation – a need to run away, experience the first excesses and excitements of life, when you no longer feel at home in the family home.

REM – It’s the End of the World as We Know It (And I Feel Fine)

“That’s great, it starts with an earthquake, birds and snakes…”

REM have written some of the most successful songs of the past few decades, and it’s in no small part thanks to Michael Stipe’s (often misheard) lyrics. Stipe seems to pride himself on writing lyrics that are a little opaque – very symbolic, with meanings hidden. It’s the End of the World is no exception, and as one of their most upbeat and popular songs, it’s crammed with lyrics that test even the biggest REM fans.

Apparently a sort of tribute to Bob Dylan’s famously over-lyrical Subterranean Homesick Blues, you’ll soon get out of breath singing along to this! What does it all mean? As with many REM lyrics, no one really knows for sure. There are many little snippets of stories, some complaining about capitalism, others, and some words included simply because they sound so great when strung together in song: “The ladder starts to clatter with fear fight down height”.

Neil Young – Old Man

“Old man look at my life, I’m a lot like you…”

Often ranked up there with Bob Dylan in terms of his profound lyric writing, Neil has a knack for tugging at those heartstrings. Never afraid to let his emotions show, that is what helps to make his words so powerful – that they are truthful, and from the heart.

Old Man was a song written for the old caretaker who looked after Neil’s Broken Arrow ranch, which he purchased in 1970 and still lives on today. It compares the life of an old man with that of a young man, and finds that they are more alike in their needs than they realize.

Joni Mitchell – Big Yellow Taxi

“They paved paradise, and put up a parking lot…”

One of Neil’s fellow Canadian musicians, and a good friend of his from the folk scene, Joni Mitchell has written her fair share of famous lyrics. Perhaps the best know are the ones she penned for Big Yellow Taxi. Written about her concerns with pollution and the environment, Joni explains: ““I wrote ‘Big Yellow Taxi’ on my first trip to Hawaii. I took a taxi to the hotel and when I woke up the next morning, I threw back the curtains and saw these beautiful green mountains in the distance. Then, I looked down and there was a parking lot as far as the eye could see, and it broke my heart… this blight on paradise.”

The lines “you don’t know what you’ve got til it’s gone” apply to a whole range of circumstances besides the destruction of the earth – helping the song become a universal favourite.

The Muppets – Mah Nà Mah Nà

“Mah Nà Mah Nà…!”

The Muppets are here to prove that lyrics don’t have to about love, heartache, loss or be in any way profound to be popular. Mah Nà Mah Nà is one of The Muppets most famous ditties, beloved around the world, and it means…absolutely nothing.

Actually a song written by Piero Umiliani for an Italian movie, it contains nothing both nonsense words and scat singing. It just goes to show that sometimes successful lyrics simply need to sound good, becoming musical instruments in their own right, rather than holding any special meaning. It’s pretty impossible not to sing along!

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