#Teenage Heaven World Tour

[thepermanentrainpress]

Gallery: Be Your Own Pet @ Wise Hall - Vancouver, BC Date: November 18, 2023 Photographed by: Josh Papalia

[nouies]

hello and welcome to the first fic rec of 2024 featuring my favourite works from what i’ve read during the past weeks. as always, please check tags before reading. if you liked the fics please reblog their posts, leave kudos and write a nice comment. happy reading! rec tag | more rec lists

— harry/louis —  

໑ Red Wine/Long Nights by lucky28 (G, 1.3k, strangers to lovers, infidelity, fluff) When Louis goes to surprise his boyfriend with an unexpected dinner date, he's nothing but excited. That is, until he runs into his boyfriend's boyfriend along the way.

໑ Abundance by @rockstarlwt28 (M, 1.7k, established relationship, breastfeeding, failure of conception, fluff) The Tomlinson-Styles' family are blessed with their own Christmas miracle, Tallulah Jay. A lifetime of happiness follows her birth, her mother, Louis and father, Harry are instilled with hope and an abundance of love to double their already blossoming marriage.

໑ make my wish come true by localopa / @voulezloux (NR, 2.4k, friends to lovers, flat mates, christmas, angst with happy ending) the one where all harry wants for christmas is lou

໑ heaven in these sheets by @thepolourryexpress (E, 3.5k, established relationship, bunny hybrid louis, pwp, fluff) Bunny Hybrid Louis has it out for his boyfriend’s phone.

໑ powerless (and i don't care) by localopa / @voulezloux (E, 4k, established relationship, canon, fluff, slight angst) everyone on tour calls each other daddy, don’t ask why. and louis is so used to calling everyone “daddy” that, when he finally comes home, naturally he calls harry that.

໑ now you hang from my lips by teenytinytomlinson / @hs3lt2 (E, 6k, red herring, implied cheating, read tags and author’s note) Louis goes out and finds exactly what, or rather who, he’s looking for at the hotel bar.

໑ You're like a Sponge (Abrasive and Colorful) by LadyLondonderry / @londonfoginacup (T, 6.5k, coworkers, university au, hate to love sort of) Louis's flirts look an awful lot like insults.

໑ Behind Smoke Stained Curtains by @jaerie (E, 19k, strangers to lovers, a/b/o au, truckers, secret identity, one night stands) The worlds align when Louis meets an alpha from the road with as many secrets as he holds himself.

໑ i feel like this is the beginning, though I've loved you for a million years by puppyvirvinloui (spanish, NR, 22.8k, established relationship, marriage, sunshine/grumpy, trophy wife louis, pregnancy) Louis quiere un bebé, no está muy seguro de que Harry quiera lo mismo.

໑ sunshine (you temptress) by @petitommo (E, 26.8k, acquaintances, complicated relationships, age difference) Harry had everything he'd ever wanted in life. Well established, in love, and on the very precipice of the rest of his life, everything goes wrong. The road forwards is paved with difficult emotions, firm denial, and a complicated relationship to the strange teenager he'd snorted coke off of that one eventful night at the club.

໑ the mountain between us by happilylarry (NR, 31k, strangers to lovers, plane crash, surgeon harry, photographer louis, injuries, angst) Harry is a surgeon and stranded at Salt Lake City International Airport. He is to perform a surgery in fourteen hours in Boston. Louis is a journalist and stranded at Salt Lake City International Airport. He is to be married in ten hours. They decide to charter a private airplane to Denver, where they will get on their respective flights and part ways.

Or so they thought.

໑ You Ain’t Gotta Feel Fear Just Mingle by LadyLondonderry / @londonfoginacup (T, 32.7k, co-workers, advent fic, library au, christmas, fluff, humour) Harry has been at his dream job for less than three months, and he knows two things for sure; first, his project manager doesn't know what he's doing, and second, someone in the office is apparently pure evil, and no one will tell Harry who it is.

Oh, and the guy who works in conservation at the other end of the building is the most beautiful man Harry's ever seen, even when wielding a hot iron as a weapon.

Happy Christmas, here's to many more.

໑ I Really Like Your Styles: The Baking Advent-ure by @homosociallyyours (T, 34k, strangers to lovers, advent fic, coffee shop au, barista louis, baker harry, food, american au) Louis isn't much for frills, and the coffee shop he co-owns with his best friend Liam is evidence of that. Yes, it's got a decent sized, well-kept industrial kitchen, but Louis insists that people come to coffee shops for coffee, not mediocre pastry and plastic wrapped cookies. When Liam's campaign for serving treats turns into watching a few baking accounts on whichever popular app he's on, there's one that really gets on Louis' nerves: "I Like Your Styles." With his chipper demeanor and over the top descriptions of the food he makes, Louis is sure that the (unfortunately cute) baker is full of it. Nothing that adorable could possibly be worth the hype.

It doesn't actually take much for him to eat his words…and some quality baked goods, while he's at it.

— rare pairs —

໑ for the rest of my life (for the rest of yours) by localopa / @voulezloux (louis/zayn, M, 1.5k, exes with benefits, canon au, song fic) zayn and louis are exes. they still sleep together.

[hydrasshole]

Van Ito through the Years.

2065: After her brother decided to work for Arasaka, Van took to the streets. Her stubborn attitude had dictated that she would rather be homeless than suckling the teat of the company that killed her parents. It wasn't long before she found family within a small gang that ran a couple streets in Watson called The Neon Foxes. They peddled drugs, hassled people, and occasionally robbed a bodega or two here and there. Like most small time gangs, they had dreams of making a name for themselves but in a place like Night City, that was always going to be a struggle. The gang was made up mostly of teenagers and young adults, their leader, Dodger, being the oldest of the bunch at twenty-five. They did find themselves in a handful of gangwars with other small gangs for their territory. It was during one of these fights Van got caught by a grenade and while she made it out with her life, her arm and hand weren't so lucky. Her chosen cyberware to replace what was lost would eventually become a staple part of her look.

2068: At eighteen, Van left the family she had made within The Neon Foxes. She was still young and disillusioned enough to have hopes and dreams and she desperately needed to be making eddies in order to achieve those dreams. Van began working as a dancer at the Cobra Club, a sleezy club found on Jig-Jig Street. While she had been on her own for many years, this was the first time she truly felt independent as she had her own studio apartment, a paying job, and was consistently booking shows with her band Vito and the Sparks. She still found herself pulled into doing jobs, her connections from The Neon Foxes reaching out and asking for help from time to time. This would also be the year she met the man she considered to be her closest choom, Jackie Welles. The two were put on a job together by a mutual contact and after things went south, Jackie pulled her bleeding ass out of trouble and the rest is history.

2072: While her music career was still the most important thing to Van, it didn't pay the bills. With someone like Jackie by her side, it was easy to slip into the solo lifestyle. They shared connections and jobs, doing what they could to help one another out whenever they had the chance. This time of her life was filled with scrapes, bruises, and bullet holes but nothing she couldn't handle. It was around this time that her band fell out, the other members putting other priorities over it. With the lack of success they experienced, it wasn't a surprise to Van, but she was still disappointed. Starting over was never easy but the struggle was alleviated by Jackie, Misty, and the few contacts she still had from her old gang, though they were reluctant to help her since she left them. She would drop the stage name and rebrand herself a bit

2077: Losing Jackie was a blow she hadn't been preparing for but it helped her when she found out she was a ticking time bomb not long for this world. If there was a heaven or a hell or some sort of afterlife, maybe he'd be there waiting. Van's impending death was a bitter sweet feeling as the aftermath of the job they had done set her up with some incredible connections. People like Lizzy Wizzy and Kerry Eurodyne basically falling into her lap. It was like she was finally getting where she wanted to be in life and by some cruel twist of fate, Night City would take one last thing from her. While that thought could have paralyzed her, Van decided to roll with it, taking advantage of favours owed to her in the off chance her and the rag-tag group of friends she had made on this journey could manage to find a way to prevent her death. That is where she is now, living her life day to day, taking complete advantage of every opportunity that comes her way, writing music, working stages all over Night City, and planning The Skin and Chrome tour with Lizzy Wizzy and the Metadwarves.

[heartidylla]

secretly his — 1

paring : javier peña x f!reader

summary : javier peña’s and readers first appearance.

cautions : (1) blowjob

speaking color coding

“” — javier

“” — you

“” — other

voicing your handwritten lyrics loudly to the crowd for the soul purpose of hearing their immediate uproar of cheering coming from an entire mass of individuals whom had filled every last one of the football stadiums you appeared at on your worldwide tour, completely selling out within a few hours.

you, and the audience who always made you feel enormously blissful and fulfilled, were connected once again. it has been awhile since you last went on tour.

you previously went through something tragic and the aftermath of melancholy finally caught up with you, taking you down a path of grief ... and then eventually healing.

the constant praise and words of encouragement that slipped from everyone's hearts whom supported you flowed gracefully into your veins filling you with a great amount of gratitude for all that you've been blessed with.

you always felt so much more at peace as long as your mind was continuously focused on another task or challenge, frequently that's you with a microphone in between your hands as you're talking to your audience; thousands of people who paid to see you preform, and or getting what seemed to be the most exciting experience of communicating with you.

sometimes you found yourself at a beautiful scene which had been set up in order for every director within the studio to closely observe you as you acted, combining yourself with your character, your whole heart out to a brilliant script which would most definitely win multiple grand awards for it's beautiful complex writing and fantastic directing.

you were an adult living the most typical teenager fairytale: rich, famous, and so deeply engrained into the public's hearts whom would lay down their entire wellbeing if another celebrity or bitter hater dared to make a negative remark or shade you in any shape, way, or form.

you have never felt so admired before. all pair of eyes wherever you went would robotically gravitate towards you, as if you were their sun and they were simply little stars that happened to burn around you.

the immediately hardening men who were blessed to have seen your captivating figure with their own eyes, or the most precious women who have always idolized you; all of them either flooding into your personal space to beg you for an autograph or picture.

you always stayed until everyone's wants were fulfilled, and that only blossomed more appreciation that inevitably flowing into your bursting heart. 

you couldn't find yourself ever wanting to settle down from this addicting high life. to have moments where the flashing lights no longer constantly blinding your vision came off as surreal to you. a peaceful life wasn't the type you ever expected yourself being able to relocate within.

all this attention, all this praise, completed who you always wanted to be — the hole you had desperately wanted to fill.

you have always — always, desired to be miserably in love. the arousing middle ground between feeling the euphoric lust heaven had to offer and the raging, borderline toxic passion which resides in hell alone.

you don't exactly know where this locked away fantasy of yours began to formulate into what it had rapidly intensified into now; but, if you were to guess, it most likely came from never receiving any form of grounding or fondness from neither of your biological parents. your mother, sadly, had passed away soon after your birth, and your father... well, he was a special character.

this didn't mean that you were all alone though — no, you had a caregiver and countless bodyguards around you since your eyes took it's first glance at the world.

all of this necessary and worthwhile protection configured from your father, as his background was seemly dark, and of course, you hadn't been given a single droplet of information onto what your father is up to these days. hell, you barely even see him nowadays.

though, it didn't bother you that you were forever left in the dark — perhaps, it was inevitably for your own good.

always perceived as the mafia's greatest assets sweet, innocent little girl who was absolutely off limits to everyone. due to that, multiple people stayed clear of you.

as you grew to morph into who you are now, so did your needs — more so, your body's demands.

saddened by that fact that you never were able to find someone who'd be able to withstand reciprocating those impassioned sentiments for you, as you always dove right into them without any regrets.

with all honestly, you intimidated every single man who tried to rise to an equal, if not higher, level than you; and, you were incredibly proud of that.

you knew damn well your worth and wouldn't lower your expectations for any man. after all, you could have anyone you could possibly desire aching, due to the absence of you in their warmth, within your bedroom in less than a minute tops.

your personality to the public was just honest as anyone you'd ask on the streets: innocent and sweet.

it was a common deception that multiple artists, if not all, would hide behind to avoid conveying their truth.

they'd all describe you as a beautiful dove, awaiting her soulmate who'd treat her as gracefully as they assured her she should be treated.

you always sweetly smiled at this, even though you were fully aware that you couldn't live your entire life as such. it was... too cozy for you, completely polar to the fact you'd always longed for the consistency of surprise — something new to discover and explore within everyday.

at the end of your concert, you decided to talk with your fans. even though you were sweaty and exhausted, you didn't have anywhere else to go. so, you thought you'd just stay back and have a bit of fun. "and that's a wrap! don't worry, i'm coming down to see you all face to face and wish you safe travels!" they all began to cry out your name, begging for your attention. "i promise i'll try out best to get to you all." you couldn't hold back a bright grin as the excitement escaped their lips. you slid off the stage and walked towards all of her supporters that were within the front row.

"oh my god!" one girl started to quickly began to sob as she had been drowned by a massive wave of excitement.

"hi, precious." you waved at her, cupping her cheeks and pulling her into a tight hug. you could feel her tears fall onto your clothing; though, it didn't bother you due to the fact that by tonight your shoulders would be drenched.

when she pulled away from you, you never leave a persons embrace first, she lifted her hands out which had a pair of crimson red heart shaped glasses. they were absolutely the cutest things you've ever laid your eyes upon. "please, take these! i made them myself. i love you, and your music so much." she confessed her heart to her. it being completely truthfully, and you could tell as you had taken 'special' classes in order to sense when someone is deceiving you.

you lifted your hand and with one motion took the sunglasses and put them on your face, snaking the ends behind your ears to ensure that they stayed in their place. "thank you! i absolutely love them." you replied, waving before heading down the line and greeting everyone.

"agent javier," a stern voice that finally sent the man out of his rambling thoughts.

"sir?" he replied, sitting up in his seat attentively, putting on a show as if he's someone responsible.

"we just got some word on this case." his boss threw down a file onto javier's messy desk. it was filled with racks of other files, imperfect piles of papers, "read it, learn it, find your target, and make them talk." he put it simply, ordering that being the only thing for him to succeed in, before walking away.

"dick." javier mumbled curses of everything he'd like to say to himself, leaning back into his original smug posture.

he picked up the cigarette box, which he had been rapidly blazing through, and took another from within before holding the middle of it within two fingers and inevitably lighting the end.

he huffed in a breath of pleasure. the substances took away a smudge of his pulsing headache, disappointingly not barely taking as much of the edge off as he wanted to believe it would.

he took the folder within his grasp, and slowly opened the packet that was stamped with a 'TOP SECRET' bold with a red tint that he has seen multiple times before. it was a heavy folder, seemed like they retrieved a lot of insight. he began to wonder what could be so serious to gain such a reaction from his boss — so important to the case which he hadn't received nor processed the full details of yet.

that's when his, now, wide eyes laid on you, and everything connected perfectly within his brain. you must be extremely important — if you weren't, he'd be concerned because you most certainly should be.

his disastrous impulse, that he couldn't ever contain, forced him to analyze how naturally each dress you had slipped on to cover your divine, soft looking body perfectly hugs your hips.

the way a slit lead all the way up to your upper thigh, exposing a great amount of skin which with the, what he thought would be a blessing, of a single gust of wind would expose the exact item you were trying to conceal from everyone.

he noted that these were all taken from award and movie premiers you had graced with the presence of you; bewitchingly dolled up by the hands of others expertise.

it seemed as if you casted a spell on everyone who had the privilege to look at you, forcing them to bare with the hopefulness of you giving them the slightest bit of attentiveness.

he, reluctantly, exacted himself to glance away from those addictive images of you which the paparazzi bestowed upon the agency — honestly, he should express his gratitude towards the person responsible for perfectly capturing your enchanting anatomy.

before too long, he'd begun to eye yet another handful of photographs that seemed to have already been looked through. a sudden burst of irritation formed within his brain, unknown as to the reason behind that.

after awhile of pondering the effects of what another batch might do to him, the photo that was placed messily on top, one that had been taken as you showed off some type of heavy alcoholic beverage swayed within a damp glass. your humid tongue was measured up against it, almost as if you were sculpting it.

one part of the glass had fogged up due to the warmth escaping from your mouth, or more so your tongue. dress chose perfectly for the occasion, or perhaps a more exercising dominant one.

your eyes looked into the camera lavishly, like you knew perfectly well what affect you were going to have onto people who inevitably would get ahold of such an elicit photo.

suddenly the image started to be desperately calling his name, begging for him to come... — and find you! that was the moment he couldn't hold himself back, as he began to look through and carefully analyze every. single. one.

you looked utterly luxurious in each and every photo that the folder luckily bestowed him with. he was thinking completely with his dick and not his mind — a casual and reoccurring fault of his. though, this was the first mission he had received in ages that he had become interested within, and it's all cause of that one photo...

the one of you with the alcohol.

it was evident to him, and him alone, that you weren't all that innocent as you let off to be. all concluded by the body language you flaunted, and hungry look, for something other than food, showed despite the quality of the polaroid.

he couldn't possibly doubt your beauty, because he certainly knew that you were — and are, still breathtaking. he realized that he had spent too much time on the photos and pushed them all to the side as if they were some kind of distraction to him — which they had become, "now, where can i find you, niña bonita."

that's where he got the last bit of information that he needed before hastily closing the folder, hesitatingly putting away all of the photo evidence away as well; all but one of course. his favorite still lingering within the back pocket of his tightly-waisted wrapped jeans that perfectly defined everything, leaving nothing up to the imagination.

his partner, steve, never seen him so invested in a case before. as he stood up, he decided to send javier off with a smartass comment. "don't get too excited, it might show in your pants." smirking.

javier turned halfway around. he wanted to send a remark back but the piercing image of you was still endlessly wandering around in his mind. so, to save him time, he flipped him off and quickly made way to find you.

"ma'am, do you want to attend this awards show? you were invited, and your friends are attending." one of your many managers questioned from outside the bathroom door. it echoed in your thousand dollar looking bathroom, rightfully so. you laid your body back in the warmth the bath was offering you, while soaking every sore muscle inflicted on your from today's activities.

"i'll attend." you answered, leaning your head back in order to dampen your entire skull.

"that's great!" she beamed, "you'll need to get out in fifteen minutes."

"got it." you replied, looking straight up at the ceiling. in moments like these, you felt so alone. if you wanted company, you could call anyone or they'd call you when they needed some. however, it was purely only for certain arrangements — nothing emotionally.

you were in this big, luxurious space that you were renting with your hard earned money... and you felt so empty within the water that engulfed you. perhaps you were getting a bit homesick.

when you're separated from everyone like now, you're left alone to deal with all of your inner problems. the issues which have blossomed the worst of you. you bit down on your tongue, feeling the sense of tears beginning to brim in your eyes. "i need to get the hell out of here."

as the car stopped at the beginning of a red carpet, the loud roaring noise seeped through the steal of the vehicle; making you take a deep breath. you patiently awaited, taking in the admiration for you, for your driver to make his way to open your door for you.

when he did he assisted you, lifting you off the seat by carefully grasping your hand. "thank you." you leaned up to his ear and softly whisper into it. you could see him gulping harshly down at your closeness, giving you a boost of pride.

you naïvely waved goodbye to him as you made your way to the crowd. you walked along the railings, ignoring what the guards said, and writing autographs out for people who desired them, or quickly communicating with other fans.

eventually, you reached the interviewer who was greeting people arriving. she called you over, and you obliged to her request, intertwining your own fingers. "hey!" she greeted with an uplifted tone, pulling you into a friendly hug.

"hello." you kindly grinned as you wrapped your arms around her, accepting her embrace.

pulling away, she finally got a full glance at what you were wearing. it was a causal cream white dress what was tight around the chest area; but, gradually flows out around the bottom, which had small ruffles at the very end. it screamed pureness, which was exactly what you wanted to be perceived as. "you look absolutely divine — per usual." she complimented, breath swiped away by your charming figure.

"thank you so much!" you brightly thanked, placing your hand on her shoulder. "you're absolutely breath taking tonight!" you returned the favor, which seemed to have made her day.

however, she needed to get onto the interview part of things or she'd be fired. "so, how does it feel knowing your ex brought his new fiancé to this event?" she questioned, striking the nail right on the head. obviously, she couldn't seem to understand what is a great question to ask, and what is inappropriate.

your mouth dropped at the sudden news of your previous and only ex-partner that you'd broadcasted your entire relationship with was here "he's here?"

"yes, right over there." the interviewer pointed over to the direction. your head slowly turned to glance at his back — that back you'd once saw every morning. you glanced away, unable to hold another second of from your face falling into despair.

"i'm glad he's happy; now, i have to go." putting it as simple and swift as possible, before trying to focus your attention on another group of fans who were calling for you.

when you unwillingly lifted your head, your eyes drifted onto him, the one who had captured your attention first. the man that would eventually change your entire life, but you didn't know that yet.

your eyes, which had been apprehended by his chocolate tinted ones, eventually looked downward, glimpsing at what he was wearing.

you quietly sucked in a broken breath, gazing at his well-fitted suit. it tightly sculpted his broad shoulders. the neatly tailored tie that snaked around his muscular neck perfectly, as if he had just fixed himself up for you alone.

you gave him your typical sweet smile as you walked up to greet him. "hello there." you spoke in a light tone, as light as you could with the amount of screaming going on.

it gave you some time to analyze his face more, and the more you did — the more you were pulled in by just how handsome he was.

it was obvious that he knew the effect he had on women. his posture was comfortable, even when talking to someone who was exponentially more loved and well known than he was.

he smirked at your lingering gaze, knowing all too well what you were looking at him with. he lifted his thumb up to his lips to slightly rub reminiscence of every other girl he has had before, wanting a clear slate with you.

he was about to say something — you knew he was because he glanced directly into your eyes for the first time since before, they'd were glued onto your framework.

"hey, could that really be you?" a voice which you had memorized, the same one that always lingered within your mind had been directed at you for the first time in months.

you mumbled a curse to yourself before looking back at your ex. he still looked as perfect as he always had, didn't seem to age a bit too.

a new girl piece was wrapped around his arm, her chest pressing up against it to send a message to you: he's mine.

'yeah, for a couple weeks' you responded in your head, wanting to roll your eyes at her possessive behavior over him.

however, the moment he looked down at her with such intimacy, the same kind of passion you two had made you realized that what they had was real.

maybe he still wanted you, but in a different form.

"yep, i'm here." after taking in their clear admiration for one another, you forced your lips upwards, wanting to leave this event immediately.

"aww with no date, i presume?" the girl spoke up with a tone full of secret bitterness. you grit your teeth, not wanting to be lowered to her level. you weren't with anyone, cause you chose not to. if you wanted a date, or multiple, you could have them here.

you looked at your ex, telling him with your eyes that your pissed, and he instantly tries to calm his date down. youre eyes glance back at your bodyguard, and then to the man that caught your attention. "actually," you spoke up, intertwining your petite fingers with his stocky ones, "he's my date." the two of their faces held a sense of shocks.

you look at your bodyguard who was staring at you with such an intense look. "he's my date." you lowered your voice, making it clear to everyone that now, he was yours... for tonight at least.

you lifted the red rope over his head so he could join your side. side by side in comparison, there was a lot of differences, but the audience must've thought you were cute together because they started to scream with delight.

you look over to him, wanting to see if he was disturbed by this whatsoever; however, it was quite the opposite. he was still overly comfortable, playing the part of your date extremely well. "it was great talking to you two, see you guys." waving goodbye, and hastily pulling the two of you along, avoiding paparazzi.

when you two were alone within a sacred space, you finally were able to let down your act and talk to him — explain your side. "i'm so sorry." you started, unwrapping yourself from him. oddly enough for just meeting you in person, he immediately missed your touch on his arm. "that was my ex, if you couldn't tell." you sighed, leaning back onto the wall behind you and pulling your hand up to your forehead, covering your face completely. "i shouldn't of grabbed you — i.. i just don't know what came over me." you started to spiral with flashing memories of you and your ex's time together, and now he's with another woman, looking at her the exact way he use to look at you, touching her in the same places that made you feel safe.

javier, in this moment, sucked down every bit of zeal that he had been building up since he last glanced at the photo in his pocket for what seemed to be the millionth time. he knew that he needed to play his cards right, and as well as help a desperate woman in need of emotional support. "it's okay, really." he comforts you in a gentle voice, reassuring you that it's truly fine. if anything, he should be the one thanking you for even choosing him in the first place.

your hand slid from over your face to cup your own cheek. he held in one breath, and fuck, was it was hard to contain himself. "you think so?" you asked once again, in a softer tone.

"of course." he nodded his head, his deep-rooted passion showed all over his face; however, little did he know that you were relishing within it.

"so," you lifted yourself off the wall, and started to walk over towards him. "what is a cop doing all the way out here?" your question caught him off guard. 'how the hell did you know that?' he asked himself.

his shock must've been pronounced on his face because you spoke once again, "everyone knows that i'm a good girl, officer." your voice comes out so beautifully honest as your body was standing right in front of him, within his reach — and that was dangerous. "so, is there anything that you need?" slightly raising an eyebrow at him, before playing with the nub of his tie.

you watched his apparent adam's apple move as he gulped down, just as your driver had. though, when it was him ... it made you feel something much different. "there's uh," he composed himself to the best of his abilities, rubbing the tip of his jaw. "— some questions i need to ask." he answered you truthfully, not for a second hesitating in second guessing you, even after seeing what your file had stated.

"well, why don't we get in the back of your cop car, officer." your pointer finger wrapped around the nub, and pulled him down to your face. his craving gaze for you had flipped your stomach around, eager to see just exactly what made him seem so comfortable around you.  "you can ask me anything you want, anything at all."

whatever control javier had left was thrown out the window after that statement came out of that pretty little mouth of yours. "we better hurry then, we have an award show to attend to." his face swayed into a lust filled one, unable to contain himself from slipping into your spell any longer.

the hold you had on him was hard, just like he was — and still is, the moment he saw you walking down that carpet looking absolutely opulent.

you let out an amused laugh, "i wouldn't mind skipping." replying whole heartedly, "perhaps, i might rather spend it with you."

he sent you a quick glance, checking to see if you were being sarcastic; and became even more taken aback when he concluded that you weren't.

you were staring at him as if you were reciprocating the same sinful thoughts as he was for you. "fuck." he murmured a curse to his desires. "my car is this way. i parked it out back to stray away from the press." he informed, opening the door for you to walk out of with ease.

"how thorough." you commented, seemingly pleased at the fact that it'll be a quick walk for you two.

he hovered his hand over your back, enthusiastically leading you out the exit and towards his car.

"oh, i should ask before." a thought crossed your mind as you stood outside his car doors. he turned to you, looking at you with a questionable expression. "do you have a girl? i didn't notice a ring on your finger." you interrogated him while cupping his hand into yours to get a closer look at his fingers; analyzing if they had any jewelry on them. "don't lie, i'll be able to tell."

"i don't have a girlfriend, nor wife." he sternly answered. you continued to stealthily feel his pulse through his wrist, which came out to be the truth.

"good." you replied, opening the door. "now, what does mr. officer want with me?" you demand another answer from him as his body stands in front of the opening door. once your hand met his chest, it was all over.

"javier peña." he told you his full name instantly. "—that's my name." he specified.

"nice to meet you, javier." the way you addressed him with such friendliness made all the heat that was emitting off his cheeks flow lower into a different body part.

"i was handed an interesting folder full of interesting information about you." you control his body with your movements, leaning your bodies into the backseat of his government provided cop car.

within it, he was sitting up with your legs tightly pressed together in between his spread out ones.

"oh yeah?" intrigued as to what supposedly was in there, "did you see pictures?"

he went silent.

you mischievously grinned at the new information that had slipped so easily from his lips, all because of you.

"well, javier, you decide how much information you get out of me." you begin with untying his tie that has become quite the nuance. he let — wanted you to take it off, all of it off.

"how so?" he breathlessly questioned, hands still hovering over your body. he wasn't sure if he should touch you — by what your file revealed, he'd be a dead man if he committed such a crime against the mafia.

"whatever questions you can vocalize, i'll answer truthfully." you finally untied his tie, and put it off to the side for safekeeping. his capitative eyes following your every movement. "no lies." moving your attention onto that white button up shirt that had you memorized by how perfectly it fit him. "no hesitation." you gotten rid of the shirt, taking in exactly what he had to offer for you so far, before leaning yourself lower to drift directly above his face.

you grabbed onto his hand that you'd eyed to see if it had a ring on it. you slowly stuck his first two fingers into your throat, herding them what seemed to be endlessly downwards. he incoherently muttered in sloppy spanish as that action alone made the lump within his pants cultivate.

he stared you down with hungry ravenous eyes due to when he began to retract his fingers, you began to suck on them until they were entirely out. "doesn't seem... so hard." he stated, trying to hold onto all of that confidence he had before, leaning back on the car seat with you still lingering on top of him.

you quietly giggled while your fingers played with his slicked back, slightly curly hair, "it should." warning him, moving away from his gaze as you fiddled with his zipper.

his head lifted up with urgency to look at what exactly you were doing, eyes as wide as coins. "i told you it'd be hard."

"oh, fuck." realization hit him hard — pleasantly hard. he was fantasizing of such an encounter between them since he studied the photos of you, but to experience it had him fervent. 

you smirked while pulling down his jeans which presented his size to be vast as it had a bulge whenever you were able to catch a glance at it without being caught.

you leaned down and started to lightly kiss his area variously in different places through the cloth that separated his skin from you. he groused at the sensation of your lips. "better start asking questions, it'll only get harder from here." controlling the pace of how this sensual interrogation goes, and ends up.

"shit," javier murmured a curse, "i almost forgot about that." he lifted his hand to rub his entire face. the same hand which was so much more preponderant than yours when your fingers were intertwined earlier this evening, as well as the ones that were just shoved down your throat. "are you still connected with your father?" he questioned you, trying to keep his composure together as you began to uncover what was beneath those boxers.

"no." you answered sincerely, before kissing just below his stomach area. his breath hitched at the sensation of your glossy, red tinted lips meeting his lower stomach; leaving traces of you on his body due to the lipstick.

he hasn't ever experienced that before, but fucking hell did it turn him on. you batted your eyelashes up at him, all mischief and wanton desire.

you leaned in closer, enough for your expensive perfume to confound his senses, enough for him to catch the glimpse of your cleavage enticingly hinted at underneath your low cut dress.

desirous, javier clenched the ends of the seats making his knuckles turn white. he stared at you starting to push down the ends of his pants to expose more of himself. he flinched due to your touch, for the first time ever he was sensitive to someone's affection — not just someone, your admiration.

he drew in shallow breaths at your knowing smirk, until the first tender lick of your tongue traveled from his v-line to his belly button.

you had begun writing devotions onto his body with each pass of her trained tongue, like you've done this multiple times before. however, this—this felt much more intimate than anything javier has ever experienced before and he wasn't sure how or why it had a different effect on him mind rambling with only thoughts of you as you continuously bit a part of his flesh here, a large sloppy kiss there.

leaving damp trails of saliva and bruising upon the skin of his belly, creating your own work of art which he was grateful to have been the canvas of such an alluring artist.

his item bobbed up to his navel, throbbing from all the foreplay you have been doing with such little energy, and your mouth followed it. one hand placed at the base of him, as you smeared the tip of his along your lips.

the appearance you gave off made you seem so inexperienced with these sinful acts. he expected for you to not be as pure, but you proved him wrong to a whole different degree as your godlike work had him incoherent.

his mouth spewed out sounds that he's never heard from himself before, shocking him yet again with the range this one person can bless him with.

he was honestly starting to believe that you were sent from somewhere to bless this world with your vast majority of talents and knowledge.

he figured that you were purposely distracting him to not have as many questions thrown your way, as well as wanting your needs met; two birds with one stone.

he watched you change direction, instead licking up and down his shaft, you began to let out soft moaning and mewling, testing out what exactly will break him the quickest. your eyes fluttered closed at the taste of him, breaking your eye contact for the first time.

"fuck ..." he groaned, tilting his head backwards into the seat as you continuously push him in the right direction, letting him discover a glimpse of everything you're capable of; wanting to leave him memorized by you, and come back begging for more of your attention.

he slid past your lips once again, and then he felt a small bump signaling the back of your throat. javier tried to lift his head up from the seat to watch you. wide-eyed as you winked at him, as if his level in sensual encounters wasn't up to your level. there was a strong clench in his jaw — torn between his pride, duty, and lust.

he would give anything to show you how much he can make you feel just how above you are in this world, that electric feeling you desired — he wanted.

you were thumbing over the smear of pure excitement seeping out of him, making you feel an immense amount of pride due to his state blissful state that was exposed all over his face.

the light calling out of your name was the cherry on top, making you feel more aroused than you thought you'd be.

your name that was spilling from his mouth, sounded so much more beautiful than anything you've ever heard before.

he thought you had him on a leash? no — he had you. though, you were much better at masking it.

when his calls for you got louder, hesitantly  gripping the base of your head, and his body tightening, an idea perked into your head in order to throw him off once again.

you grabbed onto his hand and put it directly against the soft, warm skin your throat offered for his colder one. his broad and long fingers wrapping around your neck almost entirely.

with a broken moan, he could help himself but to release all the tension that had build up due to your handiwork.

it was not hard to swallow him all down, but you had to do so quickly, because he was spilling more by the second. not only did he watch you take him, he got to feel himself flowing down your throat: critical hit.

he started to go limp in your mouth and you kept him there, heady with the taste of him, and wanting to catch every last drop.

for the first time once again, he was speechless. never once had he ever been filled with so much pleasure that he couldn't speak any words properly.

javier was hissing, drawing his hand around himself to pull out of your mouth. when he was pulled from between your lips, trailing a final bead of reminiscent of him down your chin.

he spotted it, groaning and swearing in a tangled mix of spanish and english while you chased it with your finger and licked it off.

you lifted yourself off of him, smiling down at his flustered face and chest. his cheeks were bursting with a red tint, as he had been put through, what seemed to him, an unreachable amount of satisfaction from just a five minute at max blow job.

his chest, which had been scattered with kisses from the sun, leaving him with a winsome constellation of freckles, was a dark pink shade.

you effected him so much that even parts of his body who went untouched were reacting.

you leaned down, pressing the entirety of your body against his. "what'd you think?" you asked, wanting to be praised for your hard work.

did you seriously just ask that?

cant you see exactly what you did to him — or is it just that whatever he had to say to you meant more than anything else.

"you were perfect," he breathlessly tells her while wiping away the bands of sweat that emerged as you pleased him. "— you're perfect." he empathizes. his praise fills you with an unexpected sense of relief, and desire for more of him, more than what you had already bless him with.

"guess your time for questions is up." you lowly speaks as you kissed his unshakable adams apple, and then his very defined jawline. "couldn't even get a word out." you noted, placing your lips on each of the endings of his lips before one directly in the center.

he moaned as your lips met for the first time — you were giving him quite a lot of firsts tonight, enough to ensure a place within his mind every single second of the day, cursing any other sexual encounter for the rest of his life.

however, he didn't have a single clue that he'd given you a first too. the most impressive one that would forever stick with you, too.

he was the first one who lasted that long and still flawlessly praised you to make you feel wanted.

"even if our time is up, at least you'll have memories of me." you spoke, swiping your finger across each mark of lust that you left behind, as well as your smudged lipstick kisses that were in the middle of his v-line.

his face fell, that's the last thing that he wanted — to never see you again, not after you just showed him what heaven looks like.

he knew that he shouldn't be greedy, but you were just too addicting for him not to indulge himself into you. "that'll last you until we see each other tomorrow." you finished, watching his face instantly perking up at your words.

you met his lips once more, but this time biting down underneath his bottom lip to hold onto the last bit of him for as long as you could. another sound of pure delectation from him vibrated against you. "if you miss me, you can touch yourself to my photos — i won't mind, if it's you." we're your last words before exiting the freshly foggy windowed vehicle, disappearing within the darkness the pitch black sky had to offer you.

javier, was still laying on the seat, exactly where you left him in. he was processing everything that just happened slowly — everything that he was feeling. "that woman ... she's going to be the death of me." he stated, literally meaning it as well.

if the mafia or his employers find out about what exactly had happened, he'd be fired or killed.

though, the one bit of information that you did inform him on was crucial. you weren't connected to your father, so that means your not apart of anything dangerous. you were simply born into the hands of the wrong people, undeserving of you.

tomorrow — tomorrow he will be more successful, by making you whine his name and getting a bit more out of you on the topic of your father.

next part

[prettygirlgerard]

“you must fix your heart” - my unofficial MCR swarm tour live album setlist:

Foundations - Eden

WTTBP - Eden

Helena - MK

Not Okay - MK

Boy Division - MK

Teenagers - Warrington

Heaven Help Us - Prague

Summertime - Cardiff

Sorrows - Bonn

Bury Me In Black - OKC

Hang Em High - SATX

Mastas - SATX

World is Ugly - Nashville

Burn Bright - NYC

Skylines - NYC

Desert Song - NYC

Demo Lovers - NJ

My Way cover - NJ

Planetary - LA1

FLW - LA2

Ghost of You - LA2

I Don’t Love You - LA3

All the Angels - LA3

Fake Your Death - LA5

Sister to Sleep - LA5

Mama - CDMX

Cancer - CDMX

Sleep - CDMX

Na Na Na - Auckland

Eagles - Brisbane

Cemetery Drive acapella - Brisbane

House of Wolves - Melbourne

Death wish - Tokyo

Kill All Your Friends - Tokyo

Kids - Tokyo

********

It’s a long list but it’s gonna be great. Anyway I’ll let y’all know when it’s done.

[jetwhenitsmidnight]

The Worst Perfect Moment by Shivaun Plozza

Publisher: Peachtree Teen

Release date: 14 May 2024

Genre: young adult magical realism

If you like: The Good Place, sapphic strangers-to-sort-of-rivals-to-friends-to-lovers, teenage coming of age, quirky characters, figuring out what it means to be happy

Rating: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️💫/5

Synopsis

Tegan Masters is dead.

She’s sixteen and she’s dead and she’s standing in the parking lot of the Marybelle Motor Lodge, the single most depressing motel in all of New Jersey and the place where Tegan spent what she remembers as the worst weekend of her life.

In the front office, she meets Zelda, a cute and sarcastic girl Tegan’s age who is, in fact, an angel (wings and all). According to Zelda, Tegan is officially in heaven, where every person inhabits an exact replica of their happiest memory. For Tegan, Zelda insists, that place is the Marybelle—creepy minigolf course, revolting breakfast buffet, broken TV, and all.

Tegan has a few complaints about this.

As Zelda takes Tegan on a whirlwind tour through Tegan’s past to help her understand what mattered most to her in life, the stakes couldn’t be higher. If Zelda fails to convince Tegan that the Marybelle was the site of Tegan's perfect moment, both girls face eternal consequences too dire to consider. But if she succeeds…they just might get their happily-ever-afterlife.

Content warnings

Death (from a car accident, but it's not described in detail)

Divorce

Grief

Abandonment

Review

Thank you to Netgalley for an ARC in exchange for a review! 😇🪽😵

Ok, wow. Not gonna lie, but this legit moved me, like, I was reading this on the bus trying to hold back tears because I didn't want to cry in public.

There was such a good balance of humour and heart; while some of the characters can be silly, this book is not afraid to confront real issues and lean into the characters' emotional moments. Seriously, this got heavier than I had expected.

I loved how Tegan's narrative arc was handled, like the set-up and her journey with Zelda through her memories leading up to the climax, the pacing and Tegan's emotional journey, everything was so well-executed and felt so realistic. Everything leading up to Tegan's revelation culminates in, well, the Perfect Moment.

Tegan and Zelda's relationship was so sweet and charming, like their dynamic is so fun to read. I loved their banter, which might come across to some as too childish or immature (they call each other stuff like buttface and dickcheese) but I honestly found it so endearing. (Also, I'm in no position to talk; I'm a legal adult and the way I talk IRL is Worse.)

The setting and the world-building reminds me of The Good Place, with the bureaucratic Upper Management, the not-so-perfect afterlife and the cast of quirky characters. But while The Good Place was religiously secular, this afterlife is (surprisingly) Christian-coded, with concepts of Heaven, Hell, Purgatory, and capital-G God. Not gonna lie, it kind of bugged me a little to assume that everyone's afterlife would be a Christian one, but as a setting/premise it does work for the story, so I'll let it pass.

All in all, I definitely recommend giving this a read, it will warm your heart and move you to tears and make you laugh. Maybe even all at the same time. 🫶

[kulturegroupie]

Ahmet Ertegun Tribute Concert, December 10, 2007

✧ JOHN PAUL JONES ✧

As soon as we got together at the first rehearsal to explore the possibility of whether we could still play together and be as powerful and exciting as we once were, the answer was blindingly obvious. The energy and the chemistry was absolutely still there.

The show itself felt like the first night of a tour. We wanted to keep everything simple and real, to let the power of the music speak for itself.

✧ JIMMY PAGE ✧

There had been unfounded rumours of a Led Zeppelin reunion over a number of years.

When the opportunity arrived it was clear that to present a show illustrating how we

ticked musically would need careful consideration.

The first step was to get into a rehearsal room with Jason and kick it off. Even at this

stage it was robust, exciting and passionate.

We managed to continue with the rehearsals over the next few months, subject to

everyone’s availability, shaping the set, building confidence, reconnecting with the Zeppelin synchronicity.

The last days production rehearsal, at the sound stage in Shepperton, gives a

fine example of how ready we were to take on the world of the O2 and beyond.

There was a lot to live up to, but the preparation and passion was undeniable.

We were ready!

✧ ROBERT PLANT ✧

Why?

For me..

A fond farewell to Ahmet for all the reasons WE knew...

His contribution in that groundbreaking team that was for 30 years shaping taste for aspiring musicians....

For me..

A focus on Bonzo’s contribution to our adventures and to his tribe, Joan, Pat, Jason, Zoe, Devvie, and Matthew who I have been connected to since teenage days. So of course, Jason, magnificent juggernaut with style, enthusiasm and encyclopaedic reference to a hazy past ironically and finally was to drive us forward.

For me..

The night could consolidate: bring us together again with focus somewhere beyond fading memory....

And to do justice to meaning and expectation..

Four men stood in the dark behind a huge blacked out projection screen.

It was a big ‘ask’.

Anticipation and hype are not sensitive bedfellows...

Everyone had worked diligently around us; there was a plan...but no escape.

Many years long gone since the swagger and molten inventions of ‘devil may care’...

So who were we to ourselves and to each other to weave, to meld, to mean it..on that night?

House lights down – no place to hide....

✧ JASON BONHAM ✧

On June 10th 2007, Robert, Jimmy, John Paul and myself got together to start rehearsing for what was to become the greatest day of my life.

Six months later, we were at the O2 waiting to go on stage. I kissed my wife and kids as they left my dressing room to take their seats. I heard Robert’s voice in the hallway say, “Is he coming or not?” I couldn't even swallow let alone reply, so I walked into the hallway to see Robert, Jimmy and John Paul chatting and laughing with each other. They didn’t look nervous at all. We stopped for a quick photo and then Robert said, “Let’s have some fun. Remember to enjoy it because no one can take that away from you.”

The lights went down and I could hear the mighty roar of the crowd. I climbed onto the drums in darkness waiting for my cue. The moment was seconds away and still I couldn't swallow. It’s time. I raise my sticks and count us off into “Good Times Bad Times”. This really is the greatest day of my life!!

The show goes better than I could have hoped. I start to relax and I’m having a ball. With every song I’m feeling better and better. By the time we got to “Kashmir”, I was really going for it. Really, this was so good. Everyone was on top of their game. It was magical. We leave the stage and I’m in heaven. “Whole Lotta Love” is next, and it felt fantastic.

We closed the show with “Rock And Roll”, and my dream was coming to an end. “This might never happen again,” I thought. I didn’t want it to stop. I felt a certain closeness to Dad...like he was there with us and he was one with me. As I wait for my cue from Robert, I fill up with emotion and use it as fuel to deliver the drum break ending we all know so well in “Rock And Roll”. We take a bow. Smiles are all around me. I slowly walk to the dressing room where I collapse and burst into tears. I had fulfilled my dream – to play drums on stage with Led Zeppelin, the greatest band of all time. It felt good, really good!

— From the official ‘Celebration Day’ (2012) Booklet

[phanfictioncatalogue]

Blanket/Pillow Forts Masterlist

A Monologue To Phil (ao3) - straightoutofthekitchencupboard

Summary: Ages: Dan- 17, Phil- 20

Summary: Dan pours his heart out to Phil in the comfort of a blanket fort lit by fairy lights and the orange glow of the afternoon sun.

Black And White (And Screaming Color) (ao3) - lucipherer (mysticstargirl)

Summary: the one where Dan is a teenager admitted to the hospital after his lung cancer hits a particularly nasty bump, and he hates it- but a beaming, beautiful, bright-eyed nurse named Phil Lester makes everything a bit better. Dan is shades and layers of grey-black-white, but Phil is screaming color. The world is printer ink on cheap paper, Dan is thick, messy acrylic paint on rough paper, and Phil is pastel, watercolor stains on hot pressed canvas. Everything fades with time, even masterpieces.

Blanket (ao3) - WordsAblaze

Summary: Dan's had a bad day and calls Phil without thinking in the middle of the night so of course he's going to try and make everything better as soon as possible.

Blanket Fort (fanfiction.net) - multifandomer

Summary: Dan and Phil have decided to do nothing all day, but Dan decides to be slightly productive.

Blanket Fort Date Night (ao3) - MaeTaurus

Summary: After six months of touring and two solid weeks of editing their movie, Dan and Phil finally have some time to relax. Phil surprises Dan with a special date night in.

Fort - kittyxuchiha11

Summary: Phil convinces Dan to build a fort made out of blankets and pillows with him. when they're done building times get a little intimate in their little fort.

Heaven Scent (ao3) - auroraphilealis (xrosepetalsx)

Summary: Dan Howell rarely leaves the house unless he has too, too socially awkward to function normally around other people, and generally making his only friends through Louise, a sweet beta who took him under her wing a few years back when they were both still in college. It’s no surprise, then, that the omega has yet to find a mate, despite craving one rather a lot. It’s not until he attends Louise’s birthday party and gets accidentally-on-purpose set up with an attractive alpha named Phil Lester who smells absolutely heavenly that Dan starts to fall into a proper romance, complete with courting and scenting and the like.

In This Moment All I Know - undressrehearsal

Summary: Dan is fascinated by the rain and Phil is fascinated by Dan, but he’d really like it if the boy would just come back to bed already.

Of Pillow Forts and Fluff. (ao3) - Silent_kill_joy

Summary: Dan just wants to go inside but he loves Phil to much to do so.

Pillows and Blankets (ao3) - Willowdree

Summary: Dan and Phil make a fort in the living room. Pizza, and basic fanfiction stuff ensues. Written in the uncomfortable 2nd person to bother people. Also, I have no clue how it'll end, so good luck predicting.

[ruby-red-inky-blue]

Fantasy high members but in one of the other worlds that d20 has

oh God. they're... dead, in most of those, right? Like, the Neverafter would murder them instantly, Starstruck could work but I feel like they'd make a ship implode within two rounds of combat, killing the whole party. ACOFAF would be a DEATH SENTENCE to Kristen and Riz in particular (and also, if this were an actual campaign, I think it would actually kill Murph), let's not even talk about Candia because lol...

Mentopolis and Bloodkeep really don't lend themselves to AUs, neither does Burrow's End (they'd just all be Jaysohn and Lila), Magic and Misfits is too easy...

Unsleeping City might work:

Kristen now prays to like, actual Jesus (this is kinda confusing because he physically appeared in this universe and seemed very nice, but I guess she could still have her religious crisis anyway). Anyway, she's from a very religious midwestern family and somehow talked them into letting her go to a New York boarding school (??? do they even have those in the city, I'm German lol) so she could bring the word of the Lord to The Heathens. She maybe performed one (1) very dubious minor miracle that was probably just a weird coincidence at home, and like, she was low-key convinced she was a special chosen of God but suddenly she has like, actual magic

Riz initially looks like a regular very cringey teenager but is, actually, a goblin. Who is still looking for his halfling babysitter. Basically Riz stays the exact same except he now gains a fun new dimension of investigating stuff on both sides of the Umbral Arcana. I want him to go full Veronica Mars at least once. I also want him and his mom to be involved in exposing Epona as the crook she is so badly.

poor Gorgug gets a near body-horror storyline in this verse: He's still a half-orc, but raised by regular humans who took him in as a baby and have since then, thanks to the Umbral Arcana, been convinced he's perfectly normal and human, just weirdly tall. They run one of these shops that remakes your keys, repairs your shoes, sells a bazillion little tinkering tools and glues etc. Gorgug is convinced something is really fucking wrong with him, but every time he brings it up, they just very patiently explain puberty to him again. He eventually brings them into the Unsleeping City and they're very supportive, and start making stuff for its citizens on the side.

Fig's storyline still works, pretty much unaltered tbh! Replace elves with some other immortal race from the universe (I'm pulling a blank), Gorthalax can still be from hell. Ayda is now probably from the literal New York Public Library, but still a phoenix. Fig is still a rockstar, who either still could blow everyone's mind when touring because she's actually magic, or who is just a regular rockstar outside of New York City (I don't actually remember if they're still magic when they leave New York? They must be though, since they exited the tunnel on the Jersey side in S2, right?)

nobody kill me for this but Fabian is giving "son of a pixie mobster" vibes, I don't want him to be a pixie but you know I'm right

Adaine is now the daughter of diplomats for Heaven who are running some *really* long con, who ends up at the Gramercy Occult Society. I don't like going the fairie route for this because it's important the Abernants have not a shred of whimsy

(OR, hear me out: Coffin Run-verse. That's just NADDPod's Twilight Sanctorum with teenagers, I know, but listen, I'll take noir-does-penny-dreadfuls any day of the week)

[kylesvariouslistsandstuff]

Western Animated Movie Sequel Timeline

For reference... On how few theatrical animated movie sequels were made in the West vs. how many have been made since the early 2000s... (Streaming titles like THE SEA BEAST 2 will be included, because these are big budget enough to have been theatrical releases.)

Titles highlighted in blue have commas in them, this denotes that you're not looking at two separate titles. (Just in case you happen to not know-)

I also won't include reboots. For example: The upcoming Paramount Animation film TEENAGE MUTANT NINJA TURTLES: MUTANT MAYHEM, which despite being a TMNT movie, it has no other relation to the Imagi Studios 2007 TMNT movie. The same goes for the two SMURFS reboots, 2017's THE LOST VILLAGE and Paramount's untitled upcoming musical.

I'll also leave out animated movies that are part of franchises that are largely live-action, like STAR WARS: THE CLONE WARS.

1972: SNOOPY, COME HOME

1974: THE NINE LIVES OF FRITZ THE CAT

1976: RACE FOR YOUR LIFE, CHARLIE BROWN

1980: BON VOYAGE, CHARLIE BROWN (AND DON'T COME BACK!!)

1986: THE CARE BEARS MOVIE II: THE NEXT GENERATION

1987: THE CARE BEARS IN WONDERLAND

1990: THE RESCUERS DOWN UNDER

1991: AN AMERICAN TAIL: FIEVEL GOES WEST

1996: ALL DOGS GO TO HEAVEN 2

1997: THE SWAN PRINCESS II: ESCAPE FROM CASTLE MOUNTAIN

1999: TOY STORY 2, FANTASIA 2000

2000: THE TIGGER MOVIE, RUGRATS IN PARIS: THE MOVIE

2002: RETURN TO NEVER LAND

2003: PIGLET'S BIG MOVIE, THE JUNGLE BOOK 2, LOONEY TUNES: BACK IN ACTION

2004: SHREK 2

2005: POOH'S HEFFALUMP MOVIE

2006: ICE AGE: THE MELTDOWN

2007: SHREK THE THIRD

2008: MADAGASCAR: ESCAPE 2 AFRICA

2009: ICE AGE: DAWN OF THE DINOSAURS

2010: SHREK FOREVER AFTER, TOY STORY 3

2011: HOODWINKED TOO! HOOD VS. EVIL, KUNG FU PANDA 2, CARS 2, PUSS IN BOOTS, HAPPY FEET TWO

2012: MADAGASCAR 3: EUROPE'S MOST WANTED, ICE AGE: CONTINENTAL DRIFT

2013: MONSTERS UNIVERSITY, DESPICABLE ME 2, THE SMURFS 2, PLANES, CLOUDY WITH A CHANCE OF MEATBALLS 2

2014: RIO 2, HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON 2, PENGUINS OF MADAGASCAR

2015: THE SPONGEBOB MOVIE: SPONGE OUT OF WATER, MINIONS, HOTEL TRANSYLVANIA 2

2016: KUNG FU PANDA 3, FINDING DORY, ICE AGE: COLLISION COURSE

2017: THE LEGO BATMAN MOVIE, CARS 3, THE NUT JOB 2: NUTTY BY NATURE, THE LEGO NINJAGO MOVIE

2018: SHERLOCK GNOMES, INCREDIBLES 2, HOTEL TRANSYLVANIA 3: SUMMER VACATION, RALPH BREAKS THE INTERNET

2019: THE LEGO MOVIE 2: THE SECOND PART, HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON: THE HIDDEN WORLD, THE SECRET LIFE OF PETS 2, TOY STORY 4, FARMAGEDDON: A SHAUN THE SHEEP MOVIE, FROZEN II

2020: TROLLS WORLD TOUR, THE SPONGEBOB MOVIE: SPONGE ON THE RUN, THE CROODS: A NEW AGE

2021: SPIRIT UNTAMED, THE BOSS BABY: FAMILY BUSINESS, SPACE JAM: A NEW LEGACY, THE ADDAMS FAMILY 2, SING 2

2022: HOTEL TRANSYLVANIA: TRANSFORMANIA, LIGHTYEAR, MINIONS: THE RISE OF GRU, ERNEST & CELESTINE: A TRIP TO GIBBERITIA, PUSS IN BOOTS: THE LAST WISH

2023: SPIDER-MAN: ACROSS THE SPIDER-VERSE, PAW PATROL: THE MIGHTY MOVIE, TROLLS BAND TOGETHER, CHICKEN RUN: DAWN OF THE NUGGET

2024: KUNG FU PANDA 4, SPIDER-MAN: BEYOND THE SPIDER-VERSE, INSIDE OUT 2, DESPICABLE ME 4

UNDATED: TOY STORY 5, FROZEN III, ZOOTOPIA 2, THE LEGO MOVIE 3, SHREK 5, THE CROODS 3, THE BOSS BABY 3, THE SECRET LIFE OF PETS 3, UNTITLED SPONGEBOB MOVIE, UNTITLED ZUKO AVATAR FILM, UNTITLED KYOSHI AVATAR FILM, UNTITLED KORRA AVATAR FILM, THE SEA BEAST 2, UNTITLED WALLACE & GROMIT FILM

If I missed any, feel free to let me know... it's an ever-updating list.

[natileroxs]

All the songs MCR hasn’t played yet

My Chemical Romance has played a lot of new and old songs throughout their recent tour but here’s a list of all their songs and which ones haven’t yet been played. All these stats are as of the 20th September 2022. Source

I Bought You My Bullets You Bought Me Your Love -

Romance - (not played) since 2005 (part of medley 2019) Honey This Mirror Isn't Big Enough For The Two Of Us - (not played) since 2010 Vampires Will Never Hurt You - Aug 29th (13 times) since 2012 Drowning Lessons - (not played) since 2004 Our Lady Of Sorrows - May 16th (19 times) since 2012 (also 2019) Headfirst For Halos - May 17th (7 times) since 2009 Skylines And Turnstiles - May 19th (9 times) since 2011 (note - not played since 2004) Early Sunsets Over Monroeville - (not played) since 2005 This Is The Best Day Ever - Aug 20th (11 times) since 2005 Cubicles - (Never played) Demolition Lovers - Sep 20th (1 time) since 2004

Sister To Sleep - (not played) since 2003

Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge -

Helena - May 16th (41 times) since 2012 (also 2019) Give 'em Hell Kid - May 16th (33 times) since 2012 (also 2019) To The End - (not played) since 2006 You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison - May 16th (14 times) since 2011 (also 2019) I'm Not Okay (I Promise) - May 16th (42 times) since 2012 (also 2019) The Ghost Of You - May 17th (24 times) since 2011 The Jetset Life Is Gonna Kill You - (not played) since 2008 Interlude - (not played) since 2005 (medley in 2019) Thank You For The Venom - May 16th (25 times) since 2012 (also 2019) Hang 'em High - Aug 21st (8 times) since 2011 It's Not A Fashion Statement It's A Deathwish - May 19th (10 times) since 2007 Cemetery Drive - May 17th (12 times) since 2012 I Never Told You What I Do For A Living - Sep 20th (1 time) since 2008

Desert Song - Sep 11th (3 times) since 2008 Bury Me In Black - Aug 20th (10 times) since 2003 Heaven Help Us - Jun 11th (2 times) since 2008

The Black Parade -

The End - (not played) since 2007 (medley in 2019) Dead! - (not played) last 2011 This Is How I Disappear - May 16th (14 times) since 2009 The Sharpest Lives - (not played) since 2009 Welcome To The Black Parade - May 16th (42 times) since 2012 (also 2019) I Don't Love You - (not played) since 2010 (also 2019) House Of Wolves - May 17th (20 times) since 2011 (also 2019) Cancer - May 22nd (3 times) since 2012 Mama - May 16th (39 times) since 2012 (also 2019) Sleep - May 16th (21 times) since 2012 Teenagers - May 16th (42 times) since 2012 (also 2019) Disenchanted - (not played) since 2007 Famous last words - May 16th (42 times) since 2012 (also 2019) Blood - (Never played)

Someone Out There Loves You - (not played) since 2008 My Way Home Is Through You - (not played) since 2008 Kill All Your Friends - (not played) since 2008 Desolation Row - (not played) since 2011 The Drugs - (not played) since 2009

Danger Days: Lives Of The Fabulous Killjoys -

Na Na Na (Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na) - May 16th (43 times) since 2012 (also 2019) Bulletproof Heart - May 21st (8 times) since 2011 SING - (not played) since 2012 Planetary (Go!) - (not played) since 2012 The Only Hope For Me Is You - May 17th (9 times) since 2012 Party Poison - (not played) since 2011 Save Yourself, I'll Hold Them Back - May 28th (6 times) since 2011 S/C/A/R/E/C/R/O/W - May 17th (9 times) since 2012 (also 2019) Summertime - May 16h (24 times) since 2012 (also 2019) DESTROYA - May 16th (34 times) since 2012 (also 2019) The Kids From Yesterday - May 16th (17 times) since 2012 (also 2019) vampire money - May 16th (29 times) since 2012 (also 2019)

Zero Percent - (Never played) F.T.W.W.W - (Never played) Mastas Of Ravenkroft - First time May 17th (11 times) Black Dragon Fighting Society - (Never played)

Conventional Weapons -

Boy Division - First time May 16th (36 times) Tomorrow's Money - First time May 24th (5 times) AMBULANCE - (Never played) Gun. - (Never played) The World Is Ugly - Aug 23rd (8 times) since 2008 The Light Behind Your Eyes - (Never played) (medley in 2019) Kiss The Ring - (not played) since 2009 Make Room - May 16th (9 times) first time 2019 Surrender The Night - First time May 16th (9 times) Burn Bright - First time Aug 26th (3 times)

Fake Your Death - (Never played)

Living With Ghosts -

The Five Of Us Are Dying - (Never played) Party At The End Of The World - (Never played) Not That Kind Of Girl - (Never played) House Of Wolves (Version 1) - (Never played) Emily - (Never played) All The Angels - (Never played)

The Foundations Of Decay - First played Jun 12th (42 times)

[rcdiostcrs]

rory lennox blake.

triggers: pregancy (mentions), the military (royal air force; mentions)

son of shannon blake & a member of the royal air force (oc).

18 years old.

kit connor fc.

much like his mother, rory is scottish. he has the thickest accent.

his father dipped before shannon even knew she was pregnant, having been called back to england. he had only been in scotland on a vacation. rory never knew his dad, shannon hasn't even disclosed the man's name.

somehow dodged the bright ginger hair of his mom's side of the family. it's not entirely gone, his hair does shine a bit red in direct sunlight.

shannon is reminded of danica, another blake without red hair, every time she sees her son's dirty blond hair.

grew up in blake castle. shannon was still maintaining the keep & hosting the games. plus, it's their ancestorial home.

now that he's eighteen, shannon has let him join the next generation of mystery inc. rory gets to leave the country / travel the world solving mysteries with his cousins & velma's adopted kid(s).

he's more of a fanatic trap-maker than a researcher. uncle fred likes to joke that even if his twins didn't get his enthusiasm for traps, at least his nephew did.

though, not many mysteries require a trap to catch the villain of the week, rory's more often using his charm to interview people involved, getting them to like him & divulge more information than they might've given in a group setting.

has made an appearance on spittin' cryptic!! it was the first ever episode; yako wanted to do an episode on the loch ness monster as the story his dad seeing the tail as they left scotland is what made yako interested in cryptids in the first place. rory was freshly fifteen at the time.

when the dvd set of the first season came out, there was a bonus "behind the scenes" house tour of blake castle.

like all blakes before him, rory has a knack for getting into trouble. "family history of... getting trapped in overly complicated booby traps of our own design," as his mother says. he also has a knack for getting out of trouble. it's a combination of self-defense classes (both by his relatives & by professional instructors) & experience with getting in & out of trouble so many times before.

not immune to saying the most outta pocket bullshit about houses as if it's perfectly normal. he grew up in a castle for heaven's sake!

"where's your candy?" "in the pantry??" "but that's where food goes??" "candy is food??" "but what about the basement candy shelf." "rory. no one else has a basement candy shelf. that's not a thing!"

helped with the highland games all throughout his childhood & teenage years. he plans on returning every year to help as needed, taking time out of mystery solving to do so.

has a pet ferret!! her name is noodle & she's a year old. noodle comes on investigations, sitting in rory's hoodie pocket or the hood itself.

he's not allowed in the labs or to help with experiments because he made this joke one too many times:

he also made this joke to uncle shaggy one too many times (chasing shaggy included) & is not allowed to hang out with yako if shaggy's going to be there.

[nashvillehq]

name: Miles West gender & pronouns: Cis Man | He/Him age & date of birth: 28 years old | March 24th, 1995 neighborhood: West End time living in nashville: 2 years occupation: Musician signed to Applause Records

BACKGROUND.

TW: death, car accident

They say that love can save you-- that it can heal you-- that it will lift you up and change your life. What they don't tell you is that when love is torn away from you, it can ruin everything too. It's a gamble, one that Miles West will be sure to not ever roll the dice on again.

Born and raised in Nashville, Tennessee, Miles was born to play music. He was born to sing on a world tour and shine in the spotlight. Thanks to having a father as an executive in a record label, Applause Entertainment, and the star quality he already possessed, Miles found fame quickly and easily, as it practically fell into his lap. Similarly, love fell in his lap as a teenager too. Miles found Laura early in life, something that should've made everything easier-- and for a while it did.

He wrote lyrics, songs, and whole albums about their love. He'd tell the world about how he'd planned to marry her, how they would someday have kids, how he'd miss her when he wasn't home. The whole world knew their love story as he rose to fame and just as quickly, they knew of his fall from the Heavens. Laura dying in a car accident left Miles lost and without a note to be found. Singing didn't feel the same, the fans didn't cheer the same, and in the end, Miles found himself unable to do anything without his girlfriend.

It's been two years since Laura passed away. After leaving behind their home in Georgia, he's made a permanent move to be closer to family in Nashville. And now the label is wondering when he'll get back in the studio again. The first attempt ended in Miles smashing the shit out of everything in sight. He couldn't find the words or the rhythm to even begin. It's like Laura had taken it with her. She'd taken him with her. Formerly, Miles was well-known as the soft-hearted country boy who lit up the room with his smile and made people feel his love from even the farthest seats in the house. Now, he's known as the man that was ruined by love-- his demeanor has certainly not been the same. But all he's got himself (since that's about the only person that can stand him besides his brother) and these days that's all he needs.

[eurovision-revisited]

Eurovision 2005 - Number 18 - Ірина Федишин - "Зіронька"

Back to Ukraine.

This is what I think is the TV debut of Ірина Федишин (Iryna Fedyshyn). Prior to this her budding musical career had resulted in some radio air play, and the first Ukrainian national final brought an opportunity to show what she could do. What Iryna does is kawaii. She is cute to the max. A pink icon for girls and the girly everywhere.

Her father may have wanted her to play chess, but she was determined to be a musician and singer from the outset. When she got a thirteenth birthday present of a synth, she was instantly writing songs and singing them. Only five years after that, she's here on stage in front of the nation with a song I suspect was composed and performed on that very synth.

This is Зіронька (Zironka), a fairy tale of a girl who wants to fly. She's got some protecting to do! She's not there yet though. Even though she has all the joy and love a girl can possibly have, she's too young to zoom up beyond the sky to where she can do her thing. Until the day she can take wing, she'll be relying on dreams.

I'm not sure if Zironka is an actual fairy-tale figure in Ukraine or one that Iryna made up. I do know there's girl's clothing chain in Ukraine called Zironka, so I suspect that her tale is familiar enough to young girls throughout the country to be used to sell clothing. The song is impossibly upbeat, happy, and sweet. This could be the theme tune to a Ukrainian anime about unicorns. The bridge incorporates some Ukrainian folk elements to give that traditional link among all the pounding electronica.

This is party bop of the sort Eurovision was hungry for. It didn't quite fit with the revolutionary mood in Ukraine, but even so it nearly made it through to the final. It may have only finished second in its heat, but it launched Iryna into iconic status almost immediately. After this, she toured festivals, released singles, albums. He music was either sugar-pop or more traditional folkloric (or both), but whichever, people, and especially pre-teenage girls, wanted it.

She's everywhere. Her YouTube channel has over seventy videos uploaded just this year. She's sung in schlager contests, had solo shows in Kyiv's October Palace, been on the Ukrainian versions of both The Voice and The Masked Singer. As I write this, she's touring the US and will be touring Czechia later this month. She's already toured the States and Canada once this year as well as Portugal. The only thing that appears to have stopped her is COVID, but even then she recovered and carried on.

Unfortunately she lost her brother in the Russian invasion of Ukraine, but even this hasn't held her back. She's been busy raising funds for the Ukrainian armed forces to buy trucks, drones and equipment. This may have been her only national final appearance, but it launched her into her own very successful world. She's an astonishing one woman pink musical tornado

Here's a video of her performing I'm Asking Heaven from earlier this year.

[tvguidancecounselor]

TV Guidance Counselor Episode 596: Shelley Herman

November 16-22, 1985

This week Ken welcomes former NBC Page, game show royalty, and writer of the new memoir "My Peacock Tale", the great Shelley Herman.

Ken and Shelley discuss North Hollywood, Allee Willis, growing up in Calabasas, ideal childhoods, The Tonight Show, Johnny Carson's son, going to tapings of The Midnight Special, working at Sears, seeing Elvis in Vegas as a teenager, the unique role NBC Pages played, being mistaken as Erik Estrada's girlfriend, forced police uniform wearing, drunken celebrities, SNL, watching the East Coast feed, Gilda, the NY and LA TV production differences, The Not Ready for Prime Time Players, The Dating Game, chaperones, serial killers, Susan Elliot, stand up comedy, Off the Wall, replacing people in a syndicated package, reunions of shows nobody watched, sketch comedy, Mac and Jamie, voice over, The Colbys, movie stars on TV, meeting Charlton Heston, tall people, NBC tours, Vincent Price, Richard Pryor's variety show, putting attractive people up front, dealing with the sponsors, Ringo Star's ex wife, Saturdays on NBC, Golden Girls, Ed McMahon, 227, the greatest story ever about Jackee' Harry, being on The Love Boat, Dick Ebersol, taking Sid Caesar and Imogene Coca to the Emmys, Sally Rogers, Dick Van Dyke, meeting Hitchcock, Photoplay magazine, owning Shirley Temple's trousers, The Bad Seed, the evolution of women panelists on game shows, the structure of game shows, Dumbo, DUMBO!, Phoebe Cates, one of the top 5 greatest Kevin Kline stories, TV's Bloopers and Practical Jokes, Dick Clark's uniform, Eye Witness Video, We Are the World, Moonlighting, Heaven (High from) and Hell (town), Tello's Restaurant, Robert Blake, the mystery of Shadowchasers, Cheers, Regan's speech in the USSR, Made for TV movies, Bridge Across time starring David Hasselhoff and Stepfanie Kramer, taking a writing class from Rod Serling, and the secrets of Supermarket Sweep. 

Check out this episode!

[paulisded]

The Ledge #571: New Releases

The first Friday of June means we have nothing but new releases on The Ledge, and it's quite the lineup tonight. There are artists from all over the world, ranging from just a mile or so from my home (Thought Patrol) to Germany (Hamburg Ramones, Berlin Blackouts), with additional stops in Italy, Norway, Canada, Australia, New Zealand and other countries). There's the return of a ton of veteran artists, including Rancid, Graham Parker, The Aquadolls, and Joan Jett. 

Most importantly, at least for me, is the brand new project by Tommy Stinson. Over the last few years he's been touring with his pal Chip Roberts under the Cowboys in the Campfire moniker, and today sees the release of their debut album, Wronger. While a bit quieter than we're used to from the former Replacements bass player, it's still quite a record from the hardest working member of the legendary band. 

Of course, we begin with the latest in the "52 Weeks of Teenage Kicks" series, and this time it is nt a new release. This version is from the French band Nouvelle Vague, an act that was created to remake classic punk and new wave songs in bossa nova versions. Yes, it's a little bit of a departure from the normal covers of the song you've heard over the last five months, but it is definitely worthy of includsion.

And like always, I must again plead with y'all for more versions of "Teenage Kicks". If you are a musician, or have any contact with artists that could record their own take on the classic, please contact me!

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1. Nouvelle Vague - Teenage Kicks

2. Cowboys In The Campfire - Here We Go Again

3. Cowboys In The Campfire - That's It

4. SUPER 8 - I Will Dare

5. Graham Parker - Them Bugs

6. Thought Patrol - Sky Poison

7. OSEES - STUNNER

8. Protomartyr - For Tomorrow

9. The Murlocs - Initiative

10. Bully - All I Do

11. Joan Jett & The Blackhearts - If You're Blue

12. Josie Cotton - The Ballad of Elvis Presley (feat. Kevin Preston)

13. Shangri-Lass - Parallel

14. Molly Martin - I Like Losers

15. Hard-Ons - Goin' It Alone

16. Rancid - Tomorrow Never Comes

17. Graham Day And The Gaolers - Mystery Man

18. The Barnestormers - Real Wild Child

19. Pere Ubu - Crazy Horses

20. Lone Wolf - Ready To Break

21. Guardian Singles - Pit Viper

22. The Green Pajamas - Six Minutes in Heaven

23. The Reverberations - Dr Please

24. The High Water Marks - I Could Never Be a Vigilante

25. The Aquadolls - Burn Baby Burn

26. Morgan and the Organ Donors - Freeze the Time

27. The Get Arounds - Black And White

28. The Sensibles - Ice Cream Man

29. Suzi Moon & Billy Hopeless - Communicado

30. The Mums - Rebel Girl

31. The Telepathic Butterflies - Right Through It All

32. The Anderson Council - Alone With You

33. The Jack Cades - Tommy

34. Hamburg Ramones - Punk Rock Radio

35. Berlin Blackouts - Useless Money People

36. The Projectors - You Can Only Wait

37. Les Lullies - Pas De Regrets