#and i forgot harrison and neil

[juliwuzhere]

Fan made Camp Camp episode idea:

Neil creating the shows equivalent to the matrix out of spite because Nikki said he’s “smart, but not THAT smart.” by making a computer that by writing in it with the specifics of whatever reality you want will create the reality. But because Neil took a break and left it unsupervised, Nerris was able to get their hands on it. Aka the camper who plays DND, A game that involves writing elaborate and detailed storylines. So needless to say everyone in camp gets trapped in a fantasy reality where they are forced to fulfill their randomly assigned role which comes with a complete storyline, backstory, and quest, or they will be stuck there forever because Neil didn’t add a fucking way out.

“You didn’t add a way OUT!?” Harrison shouts. “I WAS ON FUCKING BREAK!”

Nerris ends up not being able to control it either, because again Neil forgot to add those final touches, so they to are stuck having to go through every quest they assigned for each character. Most of their quests are to rescue other campers in a sort of Pokémon format in which they have to complete their quest to collect one of the campers, who also have their own backstory and plot relevance. The campers weren’t having that fun of a time at first since they deemed it as “Too nerdy” but after a while started getting really into it, Nerris from the start has been having a blast because she’s never had other people to play DnD with. Neil, ironically, gets the role of a strong knight who is meant to save a sleeping princesses who can only get awoken by a true loves kiss, a kiss on the cheek, from a big ass, well protected, tall as shit, tower. He beats all the EXTREMELY DIFFICULT obstacles with the help of the other campers and they make it to the tower. Just as he enters the room of the princesses he is now faced with one hell of a situation to be in . Neil realizes that the “princesses” he was meant to wake up with a true loves kiss was actually a prince, and to make it even more awkward, Max.

____________

Neil’s stares at Max, who at the moment is laying in the most expensive looking bed he’s ever seen while wearing a poofy white dress and holding a bouquet of flowers. Neil stares at Max. Neil turns to Nerris. “I’m not doing this.”

“But you have to!” Nerris exclaims. “If you don’t we’ll all be stuck here forever!” They state it in a rather theatrical and dramatized way as a means of attempting to keep up the fantasy vibes that Neil was completely draining out of the room. Neil death stares Nerris. “Ok, I may or may have not had accidentally written a typo because I was too excited…” Nerris explains, avoiding eye contact with Neil as he continues to death stare Nerris.

“But you still wrote for it to be Max!” Neil exclaims as he points at Max, who still stays asleep even after all the shouting happening across the room.

“I- Well yeah but like, you know… it made sense character wise.” Nerris murmured, implying Neil’s crush. Neil turns a shade of red that is easily visible due to his skin being so pale, which confirms Nerris’s statement. The room agrees with Nerris because, I mean…come on. Gwen can’t be the ONLY person shipping people at camp. Still, they stay quiet, aside from Nikki but that’s because she is having to hold in a loud ass laugh since she knows they both have a crush on each other which makes the whole situation fucking hilarious from her point of view. As the silence stretches, Neil suddenly turns his attention back to Max. He steps closer to Max, now being at the edge of Max’s bed. Neil stretches his hands out towards Max. He shakes Max vigorously.

“Max! Max you better wake up right fucking now or I swear to god.” Max does no such thing. Neil stops shaking Max and lets his hands fall off Max’s shoulder’s . He sighs. “Well fuck me I guess.” Neil leans forward and giving in to Nerris’s request, gives Max a kiss on the cheek. Suddenly, Max’s eyes opened wide. A resonating and painful slap then echos across the room. “OW! W-WHAT THE FUCK” Neil yells as he holds his cheek that was now turning a definitely bruising shade of purple.

“OH SHIT SORRY,” Max apologizes, as a blush starts to creep into his face for two reasons. “My fight or flight reflex’s kicked in and I’m not a flight kinda person so…”

“SO YOU FUCKING ROUNDHOUSE MY ASS?”

[themadvigilantist]

🇵🇸so anyway heres a list of regenerations fcs being replaced that may have resources for rp usages (i'll have to look up later but i may need help for alternates) some of which i thought i had but didnt due to family events at the time*🇵🇸

V is:

replacing katy perry with kehani

replacing kiernan shipka with amerie

replacing scarlett johansson with may calamawy

replacing isla fisher with monica bellucci (for now)

replacing lindsay lohan with ???

replacing caity lotz with ???

replacing selena gomez with ???

replacing demi lovato with ???

replacing julianna margulies with ???

replacing 👀rihanna👀 with ??? (yall gonna have to dig deep because im already eying megan thee stallion)

replace lady gaga with angela bassett, now ✨️dr. angela bassett✨️

replacing mary elizabeth winstead with gina torres

Villain Muses is:

*note: since dantalion is a shapeshifting muse, its easier to just stop using christina ricci as one of the forms they'll shift into.

*note: since einzelgänger creates "meat suits" or human disguises via westworld-coded androids of her own design, its easier to not use aubrey plaza.

Vin is:

replacing aidan gallangher with melissa barrera

replacing neil patrick harris with ??? (i thought i took you out thats how lil i use u)

replacing brendon urie with ??? (i thought i took you out thats how lil i use u)

replacing stephen amell with ??? (i thought i took you out thats how lil i use u, even worse i forgot you was ever an regeneration fc 🤭)

replacing harry styles with yungblud (dominic harrison) [yes he was my backup immediate i just need to update that tag on laptop]

replacing wilmer vanderama with ??? (literally anyone else oh my god i forgot he was there its been so long jfc)

replacing grant gustin with ??? (though again real stumped on this one)

[ask-switched-camp]

I am aware you didnt design Max quite yet. But if i may ask- does Harrison (or anyone else) have an opinion on him?

If the quedtion cant br answered for now thats completely fine!

Ooc: Ah I forgot to post him sorry! Max is technically the main focus of this blog along with the counselors but I forgot to post him , how ironic!! He wants to have friends but is too afraid to reach out, he was lucky that Nikki needed him for costume designs! Neil is .. a different story

[tohrules]

harrison x Neil headcannons

1 Harrison will leave flowers for Neil everywhere with 0 explanation. Neil wants to do a lab well his beakers all have dandelions in them. Neil is sure this is a prank.

---

2. Harrison will just find ways to be around Neil when upset. Especially if he fights with nerris or preston.neil finds it annoying at forst but eventually (secretly) loves it

---

3. Harrison was so shocked when Neil said happy birthday to him that he almost cried. Neil thought he had done something wrong so left while Harrison was just so glad someone cared enough to remember.

---

4.neil had asked harrison to grab things for him and Harrison always will this has led to situations like

"Harrison can you hand be that beaker?" Neil points to a beaker that is currently over a flame and has been for a while and is definitely to hot for most people to hold.

"sure" Harrison grabs it with his bear hands and just walks over putting it where Neil tells him while Neil just stares because Harrison is a dumbass and forgot most people would be burned by that

---

5.neil just leans into Harrison when Harrison is scared. Not because he's scared too but because Harrison likes to cling to people to help himself feel safe and Neil wants Harrison to cling to him.

---

6. Garrisons parents actually adore Neil and find him amazing. Neil fucking hates Harrison's parents and thinks they deserve death for treating Harrison how they have though this doesn't come out till their much older.

---

7. Harrison will info dump while Neil is working and has explained the same thing to Neil 3 times. Neil doesn't care and likes the background noise so tell him again about posidons lovers he has to finish a project

---

8.nerris made about 50 bi jokes to Neil regarding harrison before Neil realized they were trying to be Harrison's wingman. Neil decided not to mention him and Harrison dating because Harrison blushing in embarrassment is kinda adorable.

----

9. Harrison sleeps better with Neil just in the room. He says it's just a phycology thing if anyone else asks but in al reality they both know it's because Neil with play with his hair if he's having a bad freak and hold him gently till he's ok again.

---

10. This interaction has happened repeatedly

Harrison to tiers to talk: ra!

Neil: what?

Harrions doing grabby hands: ra!

Neil who hasn't slept in 3 night and knows it he cuddles with Harrison he will fall asleep: but-

Harrison who just wants his bf to nap and is to tiwrd to lecture: ra. Ra!

Neil thinking he's found a way to win: words hair

Harrison about 2 seconds from dragging Neil to bed: get over here and cuddle me before I chain you down to a bed and leave you there until you take a fucking nap.

Neil who wasn't expecting Harrison to talk: fine fine I'll take a nap hari

Harrison now ready to nap with his bf: yay!

[mockingbirdshymn]

giving camp camp characters song(s) based off of their vibes (not to be confused with songs theyd like/actually listen to, or the meaning of the song/lyrics in general. just the feel they give)

preston - oh no! by marina and the diamonds, the main character by will wood, satisfied by marina and the diamonds

harrison - ruler of everything by tally hall, monster by dodie, eighth wonder by lemon demon

nerris - buzzcut season by lorde, wrecking ball by mother mother, sweater weather by i forgot sorry lol

max - smokey eyes by lincoln, fine great by modern baseball, scrawny by wallows

nikki - take to the sky by owl city, run wild by laney jones

neil - redesign your logo by lemon demon, idk man neil isnt a character i pay too much attention to

space kid - dumb dumb by mazie (specifically the sped up version but the normal works too), ghost adventure spirit orb by chloe morindo

dolph - hello by capsule, rapsutin and while yes its the wrong country it still fits the vibe still fits

nurf - 10 hours of alarm clock noises found on youtube dot com

ered - ryan & dave by rare americans. idk man she gives me the vibe

david - wisdom by mother mother, lemon boy by cavetown, hug all ur friends by cavetown, work this body by walk the moon, classic by mkto

gwen - shit by bo burnham, wet by dazey and the scouts

daniel - i can't decide by scissor sisters, problems by mother mother, the fine print by the stupindeum (???????)

jasper - hidden in the sand by tally hall, let's go by stuck in the sound, ghosting by mother mother, daisy bell by that robot mf, coyotes by modest mouse

general camp camp vibe songs - the valley reprise (by the oh hellos), christmas in june (by ajr, specifically for the a camp camp christmas or whatever special), bummerland (by ajr), everything stays (rebecca sugar)

[glenrocklibraryteens]

BOOK REVIEW: INHERIT THE WIND

Inherit the Wind by Jerome Lawrence and Robert Edwin Lee

Genre: Play, Historical Fiction, Musical

Pages: 130

Rating: 3/5 - The beginning is boring, but the second half is really good.

Reviewed by: Neil Sahu

Inherit the Wind is a play fictionalizing the 1925 John Scopes Monkey trial. It is about a teacher who is arrested for teaching evolution. The bulk of the book is the trial. The characters of this story are largely pointless. Most of the characters introduced in the first act aren’t really noteworthy. The characters that are important are: Bertram Cates, Rachel Brown, Reverend Brown, Henry Drummond, Matthew Harrison Brady, and Hornbeck (I forgot his first name).

Bertram Cates and Rachel Brown are both schoolteachers. Cates was arrested for teaching evolution, and Rachel doesn’t agree with his points, but she wants him to be safe. They’re both written pretty well. I think that they both seem realistic and normal. Reverend Brown is a typical crazy priest who’s hellbent on destroying evolution. This is standard for books like this. Henry Drummond is a pretty compelling character, actually! He’s the defense in the book. He brings up interesting points, and it’s fun to see how the people react to him throughout the play. He also has a nice character arc. Matthew Harrison Brady is a funny character. He’s a big shot politician, though the book does not hesitate to make him as lame as possible. He also gets very interesting in the second and third acts. Hornbeck is a journalist. I hate Hornbeck. He is so punchable. His temperament is very self-righteous, patronizing, and overall annoying. He doesn’t understand a lot in life.

My main issue with this book is the first act. It introduces a bunch of characters that don’t matter, and the exposition isn’t particularly interesting. The good parts are the middle and end. The first act is boring, the first half of the second act is cringeworthy, the second half is hilarious, and the third act is a nice wrap-up. I think the third act is the best part. It’s satisfying and nice, while still being humorous. Overall, I think the book is alright. The beginning could be more interesting, but the rest of it is pretty good. I’d recommend this for people who like books with trials and comedy plays. 

[musicinthebranchesoftheveins]

I got tagged to pick 9 albums and I’m shy about tagging other peeps but feel free to join in if you see this post, thanks for the tag @garthudson 🤪

[soudont]

i keep thinking abt this scene from my own fanfic lmao

[ghostlypanda]

this is so cute??? i love this camper pile.

[theresivy]

Camp Camp campers + Steven Universe backgrounds

[facetclod]

FINISHED! well not really… more to come >;3 also, i didn’t forget the gloves this time!!! yay!~

first -- next (which is the to come)

bonus to come-

[billyhottamale]

What I desperately need to see on camp camp:

Valentine’s related episode- Max saying it’s a luck if he makes like one card and ends up making two because Neil and Nikki; gets overwhelmed because of how much love he gets; extra points if Neil and Nikki make him a secret admirer card and a whole mystery around it just to make him happy “you made all this for me?” Smiley Max appears

Someone loses their memory, not Max, I don’t want to see that child remembering everything and become depressed again, my heart can’t take it!

They either travel to the past or their future selves come for a visit; a teenage Neil prepares Nikki’s and Max’s death after they steal his time machine

More dadvid

Campbell brings an old mirror saying that it’s trash because it didn’t made him rich like it was promised, the kids take it but nothing happens, in the end they have to fight evil versions of themselves that the mirror created(no I didn’t got the idea from Us, it’s more like a Bratz kids movie Sasha’s story thing, I actually saw fanart of Max holding a knife and then the Daniel episode and got the idea, don’t ask)

Beauty pageant thing, between the flower scouts and the Campbell campers, whoever loses becomes the other camp’s maids or smt; they bet on Sasha vs Nikki, nikki is freaking out the whole time, David and Gwen try to help with the dresses and makeup but screw everything up, nikki has to call her mom and she brings a whole team; dun dun dun Nikki is actually a beauty pageant queen who quit because another traumatic thing happened and she also hates it obviously

Angst, just a tiny bit more

Dolf deserves more spotlight, just saying

More dadvid

Where’s the past, present and future ghosts? Where’s THAT episode? More cliches please!

I need Neil falling in love and sneaking out to be with that person, his friends noticing his weird behaviour and following him one day, they see Neil having his first kiss and get all weirded out; at the end Neil going “you’ll get it when you’re older” and Max “you’re ONE year older than us” ending with Nikki “I want to try it” and biting Max’s face, Max screams and the episode ends

Nerris and Harrison deserve more and you know it! Be fucking nice to each other!

More dadvid

Gwen having to deal with all the kids all by herself but the day takes a wild turn, momgwen episode please! Make them cry, make her take care of them! Make ME cry, but…not too much

David finding out what happened to Jasper, how would that go?

Preston making a play that everyone loves, please is that too much to ask?

Unseen parents maybe? Like space kid, Preston, Neil’s mother, Nikki’s dad who I believe is rich as fuck and that’s why Candy married him, really hope he’s a good dad that works a lot and is just not around because he’s busy, at least give this girl something good to look up too, Dolf’s mother, it would be very cool if she was actually worried about the real problem and not the art stuff, Max not even saying a word about his parents, just sticking with David for the whole day

Talent show everyone?

Another party, but this time there’s an actual king and queen competition, Neil joining in to ruin the party, Max accepting the bees

Nurf being included more

A deeper look at Max’s feelings when it comes to his parents, Nikki’s too, how does her mother not caring make her feel? Or is she not really aware? Nurf’s dad, what happened to him? Harrison’s brother? Can he be brought back?

At the last day the trio is the last one to go because they’re too busy showing the place around to Neil’s mom, right before he leaves, David steps in to hand them some friendship bracelets and take a picture of the three, Neil leaves and Nikki’s super rich dad(that’s my headcanon now) shows up and again they show him around, then her mom shows up, and all I can imagine is them fighting for custody cause he thinks candy is a bad mom, it makes Nikki cry and all, and candy tries to take Nikki hurting her and her father just picks her up and puts her in the car, Max gets flashbacks, he probably isn’t used to parents fighting but violence against the child, oh I’m sure, they leave, I hope Nikki is better off with her dad; David waits for Max’s parents like every summer(he probably is there every summer), but this time they really don’t show up, Max stays at the camp sleeping with Mr honeynuts and David gives him the picture he took earlier to make him feel better; flash forward to Max working at the camp, happier I hope, he goes to welcome the new counsellors, you know who, and the new campers, the children of you know who

More dadvid

Oh I forgot, someone’s birthday, many of them please, David included

Suggestions?

Well…I got a little carried away

Have a happy Max

[piratewithvigor]

My first thought in regard to every band that gets played on my radio station

ACDC: Every dad’s favourite band

Adams, Bryan: Every mom’s favourite singer until Michael Buble came along

Aerosmith: haha they thought Vince Neil was a lady

Alice Cooper: he’s a Game Of Thrones fanboy and I have proof

Alice In Chains: my sister doesn’t like them because she decided AC were Alice Cooper’s initials ONLY

Allman Brothers Band: good music for dropping acid to

Allman, Gregg: That’s too many Gs for one name

Animals: House Of The Rising Sun, or who even cares

Argent: Sometimes Hold Your Head Up is really catchy

Asia: Tuesdays

Autograph: one of the members went on to be a pharmacist

Bachman-Turner Overdrive: There are just so many pop culture jokes about Taking Care Of Business that whatever I say won’t be as funny

Bad Company: with their song; Bad Company, off their album; Bad Company

Benatar, Pat: Always getting her confused with Patti Smith

Black Crowes: I like them for Lickin, but it doesn’t seem to exist outside of one shoddy video on youtube and my old CD

Blackfoot: this band name feels kind of racy

Black Sabbath: Dio was not better or worse than Ozzy; just different

Blondie: I like Call Me, but Blondie confuses me stylistically

Blue Oyster Cult: MORE COWBELL

Bon Jovi: Hello, childhood trauma, I missed you

Boston: ONE GUY. ONE GUY DID IT ALL AND NO ONE KNOWS

Bowie, David: Don’t let your children watch The Man Who Fell To Earth, or David Bowie’s will end up being the third penis they see in life

Browne, Jackson: Another musician ruined by Supernatural

Buffalo Springfield: Jack Nicholson was at the riot they sing about

Burdon, Eric: no ideas, brain empty

Bush: ditto

Candlebox: ditto once more. Who are these people?

Cars: This band feels so gay and so straight at the same time, I can only assume they’re the poster children of bisexual panic

Cheap Trick: I played Dream Police on Guitar Hero so fucking much because it was the only song anyone who played with me could keep up with

Chicago: Chicago 30 exists, but they do not have 30 albums. Fucking riddle me that

Clapton, Eric: 6 discs in one Greatest Hits is too many. That’s called “re releasing your discography”

Cochrane, Tom: For some reason, everyone thinks Rascal Flats did it better

Cocker, Joe: Belushi did it right

Collective Soul: who?

Collins, Phil: If his biggest hits were done by MCR, they would be emo anthems, but because he’s 5′6″ and from the 80s, they’re not

Cream: *Vietnam flashbacks on the hippie side*

CCR: *Vietnam flashbacks on the war side*

CSNY: David Crosby; meh

Deep Purple: THEY’RE SO MUCH MORE THAN SMOKE ON THE WATER

Def Leppard: the only music for when you’re a heartbroken bitch but also a sexy one

Derek And The Dominos: Clapton and ‘Layla’ broke up

Derringer, Rick: Tom Petty if he was from the midwest

Dio: You thought it was an anime reference, but it was me, Dio

Dire Straits: You can tell how bigoted a radio station is based on how much of Money For Nothing they censor

Doobie Brothers: I have yet to smoke weed, but I listen to the Doobies, and I think that’s pretty close

Dylan, Bob: I take back everything I said about him in my youth

Eagles: Hotel California isn’t their best song, but the memes that come from it are second to none

Edgar Winter Group: @the--blackdahlia

Electric Light Orchestra: Actually an orchestra and sound a fuckton like George Harrison

ELO: I really hesitate to ask what happens with the 7 virgins and a mule

Essex, David: no prominent memories of him

Fabulous Thunderbirds: cannot spell

Faces: Who on earth thought that was a good album name?

Faith No More: I got nothing

Fixx: One Thing Leads To Another is a damn bop

Fleetwood Mac: I ain’t straight, but I’m simply not enough of a witch to enjoy them to full potential

Fogerty, John: He got sued cause he sounded like himself

Foghat: Slow Ride slowly becoming less coherent feels like a drug trip

Foo Fighters: He was just excited to buy a grill

Ford, Lita: deserved better

Foreigner: dramatically overplayed

Frampton, Peter: a masterful user of the talk box

Free: dramatically underplayed

Gabriel, Peter: leaving Genesis changed him a lot

Genesis: if someone likes Genesis, clarify the era, because yes, it does matter

Georgia Satellites: sing like you have a cactus in your ass

Golden Earring: Twilight Zone slaps, but it doesn’t slap as hard as this station thinks it does

Grand Funk Railroad: Funk

Grateful Dead: I like their aesthetic more than their music

Great White: there are so many fucking shark jokes

Greenbaum, Norman: makes me think of Subway for some reason

Green Day: the first of the emo revolution

Greg Kihn Band: RocKihnRoll is literally the most clever album name I’ve ever seen

Guns N Roses: They have more than three good songs, but radio stations never recognize that

Hagar, Sammy: I’m still trying to figure out where he lived to take 16 hours to get to LA driving 55 and how fucking fast was he driving beforehand?

Harrison, George: He went from religious to rock, and if he had continued rocking, he would have gotten too cool 

Head East: I respect people who use breakfast foods as album names

Heart: Magic Man and Barracuda are played at least once every goddamn day. They’re not even the best songs!

Hendrix, Jimi: I have both a cousin and a sibling named after Hendrix references

Henley, Don: Dirty Laundry gives me too much inspiration

Hollies: Somehow sound like they’re both from the 60s and the 80s at the same time

Idol, Billy: he’s doing well for himself

INXS: Terminator vibes

Iris, Donnie: knockoff Roy Orbison

James Gang: too many funks

Jane’s Addiction: if TMNT had a grunge band representative

Jefferson Airplane: *assorted cheers*

Jefferson Starship: *assorted boos*

Jethro Tull: The only band to make you feel not cool enough to play the flute

Jett, Joan: icon

J. Geils Band: I requested them on the radio once and it got played

Joel, Billy: he really did just air everybody’s business like that

John Cafferty And The Beaver Brown Band: literally wtf is that name

John, Elton: yarn Elton sits in my basement, unstaring. Please someone take him from me

Joplin, Janis: Queen

Journey: Stop overplaying Don’t Stop Believing. It takes away from the rest of the repetoire

Judas Priest: literally started the gay leather aesthetic

Kansas: another fucking band Supernatural stole

Kenny Wayne Shepherd: the man confuses me to the point where he isn’t in the right place alphabetically

Kiss: Mick Mars and I will simply have to disagree on the subject

Kravitz, Lenny: runaway vibes

Led Zeppelin: Fucking fight me if you don’t think they’re the most talented band (maybe not the most talented individually, but collectively, no one comes close)

Lennon, John: My least favourite Beatle for reasons

Live: I got nothin

Living Colour: slap a decent amount

Loverboy: do you not get TURNT the fuck up to the big Loverboy hits? Who hurt you??

Lynyrd Skynyrd: Sweet Home Alabama is a Neil Young diss track

Marshall Tucker Band: no opinion

Manfred Mann’s Earth Band: VERY STRONG OPINIONS THAT THEY AREN’T GOOD

McCartney, Paul/Wings: Power couple

Meatloaf: I have nothing but respect for a man who willingly named himself Meatloaf

Mellencamp, John: voted cutest lesbian of 1987

Metallica: I liked their appearance on Jimmy Fallon

Midnight Oil: I get them confused for Talking Heads a lot

Modern English: who?

Molly Hatchet: Hollies vibes, but also Georgia Satellites vibes

Money, Eddie: DAN AVIDAN, IF YOU SEE THIS, COVER TAKE ME HOME TONIGHT

Motley Crue: Stan Mick Mars and John Corabi. They’re the only ones who deserve it

Mott The Hoople: no one loves them except for David Bowie

Mountain: props for naming an album ‘Climbing’

Nazareth: I want to make a John Mulaney joke here, but I can never come up with one

Nicks, Stevie: witch queen

Night Ranger: I get them confused with Urge Overkill

Nirvana: Kurt Cobain was the ally grunge needed

Nova, Aldo: he’s Canadian, at least

Nugent, Ted: *serves a ghost as jerky*

Offspring: nothing here

Osbourne, Ozzy: this bitch crazy

Outfield: Your Love is kind of a sketchy song, but it slaps hard

Palmer, Robert: low quality Eddie Money

Pearl Jam: *grunts in Eddie Vedder*

Petty, Tom: I have so many feelings about Tom Petty and they are all good

Pink Floyd: which one is Pink?

Plant, Robert: solo career is a crapshoot, but his voice is unparalleled

Poison: I want them to write a song called ‘Alice Cooper’

Pretenders: I want to say good things, but I have nothing to say

Queen: A doctor of astrophysics, a screaming girl, a disco queen and a diva walk into a bar. It’s Queen; they’re there to play a gig

Queensryche: neutral opinion

Quiet Riot: they got big because of a song they hated. I love that

Rafferty, Gerry: the second-sexiest sax opening in all of music

Rainbow: Ritchie Blackmore created something very magnificent

Ram Jam: one good song and they didn’t even write it

Ratt: I’m sure they have more than Round And Round, but I don’t know it

RHCP: funky, but if you have paid money to hear them, you’re going to The Bad Place (I don’t make the rules)

Red Rider: basically Golden Earring

Reed, Lou: Walk On The Wild Side would be such a cool song if it wasn’t so dull

REM: American Tragically Hip

REO Speedwagon: Props for having a dad joke as an album title

Rolling Stones: Never in my life could I imagine the drummer being named anything but Charlie

Rush: How to make being uncool the coolest fucking shit

Santana: The world needs more Santana

Scandal: There’s something really funny about The Warrior being my brother’s “song” with his girlfriend

Scorpions: Was Wind Of Change written by the CIA? Only the spotify podcast I got an ad for once could say

Seger, Bob: A different variety of Eric Clapton (frankly a better variety, but that’s just me)

Simple Minds: we ALL forgot about you

Skid Row: Sebastian Bach is prettier than all of us

Soundgarden: music that makes you feel like you dunked your head underwater

Springsteen, Bruce: my arch-nemesis. Maybe someday, he’ll find out about it

Squeeze: according to my friends, the stupidest band name ever, but they’re theatre kids, so you know

Squier, Billy: If he can make it through 1984 alive, you can make it through whatever bad day you’re having

Stealers Wheel: Yet another band who I always mistake for George Harrison

Steely Dan: my house’s nickname for the Robber in Settlers Of Catan

Steppenwolf: Either makes me think of Jay & Silent Bob, Jack Nicholson, or that time I had to cut 6lbs of onions

Steve Miller Band: when you’re in the right mood, they slap hard

Stewart, Rod: my soundtrack to summer 2015

Stills, Stephen: Love The One You’re With Is Catchy, but the lyrics are questionable

Stone Temple Pilots: the only band to write a song about goo you smear on yourself

Stray Cats: an obscene amount of merch is available for them

Styx: Supernatural would have ruined them for me too if I hadn’t been into them previously. 

Supertramp: I hunted for Breakfast In America for two years and it was worth every hunt

Sweet: I will never understand my two-month obsession with Ballroom Blitz when I was 15, but it was legit all I listened to

Talking Heads: you may find yourself in a pizza hut. And you may find yourself in a taco bell. And you may find yourself at the combination pizza hut and taco bell. And you may ask yourself; ‘how did I get here?’

Temple Of The Dog: I keep confusing them for Nazareth

Ten Years After: somehow still relevant

Tesla: not the car or the dude

The Beatles: Evokes a lot of opinions from people. Mine is that I love them

The Clash: I showed my sister the ‘Lock The Taskbar’ vine ONCE and it still kills her

The Doors: evokes teenage terror from deep within my soul

The Guess Who: Canada’s answer to confusing question-themed band names

The Kinks: kinky

The Police: wrote the theme of 2020 and everyone somehow forgot it was about a teacher resisting becoming a pedophile

The Ramones: playing all of their songs in a row wouldn’t take more than 2 hours

The Romantics: you don’t think you know them, but if you’ve seen Shrek 2, you have

The Who: If someone can explain Tommy to me, I’d be glad to hear it

The Zombies: I think they happened because of the 60s

Thin Lizzy: Could the boys maybe leave town?

Thorogood, George: blues, but make it modern

Toto: the most memed song behind All Star

Townshend, Pete: just makes me think of the end of Mr. Deeds

T-Rex: Mark Bolan is an icon

Triumph: The no-name brand of Rush

Tubes: like the yogurt

Twisted Sister: they did a christmas album and my mom does NOT hate it

U2: U2 Movers; we move in mysterious ways

Van Halen: RIP Eddie

Van Morrison: honestly, who’s named Van?

Vaughn, Stevie Ray: Steamy Ray Vaughn

Walsh, Joe: The Smoker You Drink The Player You Get

War: Foghat, but even groovier

Whitesnake: the most successful band to be named after a penis

Wright, Gary: the 90s thanks him for writing the song every movie used for the “guy sees cute girl and it’s love at first sight” scene

Yes: To Be Continued

Young, Neil: The best part of CSNY

Zevon, Warren: the album cover of Excitable Boy makes me deeply uncomfortable for reasons I don’t understand

ZZ Top: has been the same three guys since 1969. Lineup unchanged. 

3 Doors Down: They feel a little modern to be on a classic rock station, but whatever

38 Special: Why 38?

[cali-holland]

Break Up Songs- Tom Holland One Shot

Pairing: Tom Holland X Reader

Prompt: Being best friends for years, you and Tom have helped each other through many breakups, but neither of you had ever thought there could be something more between the two of you until tonight, when you both celebrated your cheating exes with drunk karaoke.

Word Count: 2800

Loosely Based On: Breakup Song by Little Mix

Warnings: drinking, swearing, mentions of cheating, mentions of vomiting/alcohol poisoning

Featured Songs: Before He Cheats by Carrie Underwood, Sweet Caroline by Neil Diamond, What Makes You Beautiful by One Direction, and My Heart Will Go On by Celine Dion

Masterlist   Tom Holland Masterlist

*Gif is not mine*

~~~

Eight relationships. Eight breakups. Eight first kisses. Eight last kisses. Eight long nights on the phone blissfully talking about that special first date. And six long nights crying over the heartbreaking last date.

Over the course of your eight year friendship with Tom, the two of you had been through six relationships in total- not together, no that number was still zero. Three times Tom had been there to help you through a breakup (once to egg the cheating bastard’s house), and three times you had been there for Tom as he went through a breakup (sadly, you didn’t get to egg anyone’s house for him).

Somehow, your relationships never really lined up with each other. Whenever you had a boyfriend, Tom was single; whenever Tom had a girlfriend, you were single. That’s just how it always worked. One person’s breakup would almost consistently line up just days after or before the other’s first date.

Until now.

Tonight was the seventh and eighth breakup. It wasn’t really anything you or Tom saw coming exactly; you both kind of knew your own individual relationships were fading out, but you never expected your boyfriend to cheat on you with Tom’s girlfriend. Technically, you had the seventh breakup and he had the eighth because you found out about the infidelity first and then called him. Well, you guessed that was why that double date you all had felt like you were there with Tom more so than your actual boyfriend. So, naturally, the night of your breakups, you both went out to the bar with Harrison and the twins. It almost became a tradition: whenever one of you went through a breakup, the other would take them out for drinks (how shitfaced you all ended up at the end of the night coincided with how shitty the breakup was).

“To getting cheated on.” You said, raising up your shot glass that was filled to the rim with tequila.

“Cheers.” Tom clinked his shot glass against yours, as the other three boys chimed in happily. The five of you threw your shots back, only cringing a little from the harsh alcohol soaring down your throat.

“Shit, we forgot to order limes.” You coughed a little.

“I got the next round.” Tom offered, getting up from the table to order more shots, but this time remembering the limes.

“So, now Mandy and Troy are out of the picture.” Harry teased you.

“And I’m thankful for that- those cheating bastards.” You scoffed, “I always thought Mandy wasn’t good enough for Tom.”

“You never think any of his girlfriends are good enough for him.” Harrison pointed out with a laugh.

“That’s because he always dates bitchy, selfish girls.”

“Wow that doesn’t make you sound bitchy or selfish at all.” Sam teased.

“I’m just saying, he doesn’t date the right kind of girls.” You tried to explain yourself, already feeling the tequila a little bit. Another reason why this bar specifically was part of the tradition- each shot of tequila felt like two because somehow they had strong alcohol.

“And what would the right kind be? You?” Harrison laughed. “You almost sound jealous, you know that?”

“Oh my God, no.” You scrunched up your nose, “Haz, I know you’re pretty, but that doesn’t excuse you from saying stupid shit.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment.” He smiled proudly, and you just rolled your eyes at him. “Still, you and Mandy seem to have the same taste in guys.” He wiggled his eyebrows at you, leaning in teasingly, and you put a hand over his face, shoving him away.

“I got the limes!” Tom grinned, placing the next round of shots in front of you all.

While you all got ready to take your second shots of the evening, you found yourself thinking of Harrison’s words. It was true that you didn’t like any of his girlfriends; something about them just bothered you. You always pinned it on them being too stuck up, too fake- too bitchy and selfish, but maybe Harrison was more right than you’d like to admit. You didn’t think of yourself as a jealous person, and yet you might have been jealous of his girlfriends. Surely after eight years though, you would have been able to tell, right? You would’ve been able to tell that you liked your best friend as more than a friend? But yet again, you now had a valid reason to hate his most recent ex because well, she was the other woman in your own relationship.

A couple rounds later and it was your turn to get everyone shots, leaving the four boys alone. Tom watched eagerly as the bar’s employees started to set up for karaoke night, one of his personal favorite things about this particular bar. Drunk karaoke was his own highlight of these breakup night outs; what was better than getting over heartbreak by drunkenly embarrassing yourself in front of a bunch of strangers (while hoping the videos never surface and ruin his career)?

“You gonna sing with Y/N again?” Harrison asked Tom, watching his friend focus intently on the karaoke machine.

“Well, none of you will do it with me.” Tom replied, turning back to his friend and brothers. “You know what’s weird? This is the first time in years that both Y/N and I have been single at the same time.”

“It’s been four hours since your breakup.” Harrison pointed out.

“What’s weird is that you thought of that. Was that drunk you or sober you that came to that realization?” Harry joked.

“I just think it’s strange. You two have been single for ages.” He lifted up his hand to motion at Harry and Harrison; Sam just laughed proudly to himself.

“You gonna do anything about it?” Sam inquired.

“You mean like date Y/N? Nah, that’d be too- too,” Tom trailed off, not knowing the right word for it. He felt his heart twist a little at the thought of dating you. It wasn’t that he wouldn’t like to date you; it just would be odd, wouldn’t it? Wouldn’t he have figured out long ago that he actually had feelings for you? And wouldn’t you have acted on it by now if you thought of him like that? There would have been signs, right? No matter what, his drunken brain was too gone for him to think of the right word. “I don’t know. Too something.”

“Whatever you say.” Harrison laughed, sipping on his water. He was familiar with how these nights ended with you and Tom, so after a few shots at the beginning of the night, he called himself good. He needed to be sober enough to keep you two in line.

When you returned with the drinks, Tom couldn’t help but look at you in a different light. In all of your eight years of friendship, you were finally single when he was single- albeit it was under sort of bad circumstances. There was no denying he found you attractive, and you were by far the funniest, most interesting person he’d ever met, but he always just categorized his feelings for you as strictly platonic. Though, he definitely felt different about you than he did with his other girl friends.

It wasn’t until later though, once you were both thoroughly drunk, that he got up and tugged on your hand. “C’mon, love, let’s do karaoke.”

“No,” You whined, as the twins drunkenly cheered you on. Harrison just wished he could be at least tipsy if he had to watch you and Tom drunkenly do karaoke for yet another night.

“Please, for me? We gotta sing at least one iconic break up song.” Tom pouted.

“Fine.” You stood up and followed him to the little stage. You couldn’t hear what he told the worker as his song choice, but you heard the familiar opening to Carrie Underwood’s “Before He Cheats”.

“Suitable enough?” He chuckled, proud of his choice.

“Right now, he's probably slow dancing, with a bleached-blond tramp, and she's probably getting frisky,” You started singing, your words a bit slurred by the speed of the song, “Right now, he's probably buying her some fruity little drink, ‘cause she can't shoot whiskey,”

“Right now, he's probably up behind her with a pool-stick, showing her how to shoot a combo, and he don't know,” Tom sang back to you, banging his head with the beat as it went into the chorus.

“I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive, carved my name into his leather seats,” You and Tom both sang, jamming out to the song, “I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights, I slashed a hole in all four tires, maybe next time he'll think before he cheats,”

“God, I’m too sober for this.” Harrison muttered, watching you two from across the bar. Harry and Sam clapped encouragingly, whistling for effect.

“They’re horrendous.” Harry laughed, and Sam started to film you and Tom drunkenly singing the bridge.

“That’s what makes it great, though!” He smiled. As the song finished, Harrison stood up.

“I need to grab them before they realize “Sweet Caroline” is on the playlist. The last thing I need to hear is ba ba bum every thirty seconds.”

“Ba ba bum!” Sam and Harry both chimed, hearing the iconic song in their heads.

Calling it a night for all of you, Harrison managed to get you and Tom out onto the street, you clinging to Tom while you stumbled together. Harry and Sam, while still drunk, were arguing over Harry’s music choice for their walk home, his phone currently playing One Direction from his “Drunk Karaoke” playlist.

“You don’t know, oh, oh!” Harry shouted into the oblivion of night over his twin brother’s protests. “You don’t know you’re beautiful.”

“Sam’s not beautiful.” Tom joked, and his brother shot him a glare.

“Oh my god, wait, Harry— like Harry Styles.” You mumbled to yourself in a drunken epiphany.

“Damn right!” Harry nodded, keeping the song going. “I need to queue more songs.”

“As long as it’s not—“ Harrison started, but Tom cut him off.

“We didn’t sing “Sweet Caroline”!” He exclaimed, looking at you with wide eyes.

“No!” Sam, Harry, and Harrison all protested, but you two started anyway.

Mumbling at the beginning because you two didn’t know the words, you both crescendoed into a yell, “Touching you! Sweet Caroline, ba ba bum!”

“Thank fucking God, we’re home.” Harrison breathed out a sigh of relief, stepping up to their house as you and Tom tried to figure out the second verse, singing incoherently.

“I feel sick.” You whined, making a (somewhat sloppy) beeline for the bathroom and Tom trailed off after you. Meanwhile, the responsible one went to get all the pain meds and water in order for tomorrow.

“Why did you dare me to have those last two drinks before we left?” You mumbled as you and Tom sat down on either side of the toilet. You were propped up against the bathtub while Tom leaned on the wall.

“Because you on ten shots of tequila is fun.” He laughed, and you glared at him.

“It was not ten,” You trailed off, trying to think of how much you drank, “Fuck it, I don’t know how many I had.”

You rested your head on the side of the tub, letting it cool your heated face. It was silent for a few moments as Tom looked at you, studying your features.

“What’re you staring at?” You asked.

“Just thinking.” He shrugged. “We should sing Celine Dion next karaoke night.”

“Celine Dion? You haven’t even seen the Titanic, we can’t sing-” You were cut off by him belting out the ending of the iconic song.

“You’re here, there’s nothing I fear!” Tom sang out, basically shouting. Giggling, you joined in with him until the two of you ended the song with a fit of laughter. As you continued to laugh at the sheer ridiculousness of the song, Tom spoke up quietly.

“I think I’m in love with you.” His voice was so soft, but the bathroom seemed to echo it, making it reach your ears like a thousand bricks. You looked at him speechless for a moment, processing his words. “If you don’t feel the same, that’s fine. I just had to-“

It was your turn to cut him off as you closed your eyes and leaned in across the bathroom floor to kiss him. The shock on his lips was quick to wear off with him moving his chapped lips against yours. Your position was awkward, trying to avoid his outstretched limbs and the sketchy looking towel on the floor; sensing your discomfort, Tom wrapped his arms around your waist to pull you into his, keeping his lips on yours the whole time. He kissed you like his life depended on it, his tongue dipping past your lips as the taste of tequila and lime overpowered your senses. You pulled back, your eyes opening to find him staring right back at you.

“I think I’m in love with you too.” You smiled shyly at him, panting a little from the heat of the kiss.

“I wanna kiss you again.” He said and you nodded, eagerly leaning into him again.

You weren’t sure how long you two stayed like that, perfectly content in your drunken bubble on the bathroom floor, but the bizarre moment was ended by Harrison throwing the door open.

“Why aren’t you two singing “Sweet Caroline” anymore? Did Y/N choke on vomit?” He asked, the door flying open. He froze as he looked down at you in Tom’s lap, both of you sporting swollen lips. “Oh no, you choked on Tom’s tongue.”

“Fuck off.” You hit him in the leg as he snickered at the two of you.

“It’s about time, but get off the bathroom floor. That’s disgusting.” He said while making his way out of the bathroom.

“He’s not wrong.” Tom laughed and you stood up, before helping him up.

“About time indeed.” You smiled, pulling him in for another kiss.

~~~

Tag List: @viagracex​​ @theamazingtomholland​​  @harrisonosterfieldhazmyheart​ @joyleenl​​ @t-o-m-holland​​ @lonikje​​ @sleepybesson​​ @sunkisseddreamer​​ @hollandsamor @in-a-lot-of-fandoms-tbh​​ @gorrillaglue13 @petersoftboyparker @musicalkey @duskholland​

Tom Tag List:@quaksonhehe​​ @tomkindholland​

[mockingbirdshymn]

giving camp camp characters favorite pokemon

preston: buneary and/or espeon

harrison: ninetales

nerris: zorua or gengar

max: eevee/umbreon. hes tied between the two

nikki: zigzagoon or poochyena

neil: luxray

space kid: furret and cosmog. hes tied and loves them both equally

dolph: smeargle

ered: sharpedo. "it's cool. flips hair"

nurf: i dont like him he doesnt deserve a pokemon (eggs benefits remains permanently scarred into my head)

david: pikachu. he likes the OGs

gwen: sylveon

cameron campbell: he has no idea what a pokemon is

jasper: growlithe! he'd probably pick something else if he were alive, but he died before many other pokemon could be released

quartermaster: grumble mumble

bonquisha: yamper. "but she would pick machoke-" no. yamper. i can imagine her holding a yamper. buff badass woman and her tiny pathetic dog who she would kill for >>

daniel: natu

pikeman: gyarados

petrol: garchomp

snake: type: null

jermy: koffing,,

sasha: fennekin

erin: glaceon

tabii with two is: shaymin

ms. priss: "what the hell is pokemon?"

dirty kevin: lucario. idk man he seems hed like it

lemme know if i forgot anyone!

(EDIT: THX FOR LETTING ME KNOW I WAS MISSING BONQUISHA)

[ashdash2417]

There's one more thing I forgot to share, relating to the Camp Camp x Animaniacs crossover. Another idea that I had was: Imagine if the cast of Camp Camp performed a cover of the Macadamia Nut song from the old show. OR! Better yet, what if they sang their own version of Macadamia Nut? Like a *parody* of a parody song! 😉🤭 *

* I was thinking Nikki could be the main singer (singing all of Dot's lines) with the three Flower Scouts as the backup singers, or maybe Sasha could take that lead role instead. Oh! Or, the two of them can take turns as a duet with Erin, Tabii & Nerris (and *maybe* Gwen too) as backup vocals. Preston, Harrison and Neil (and maybe David too) would sing the chorus (Yakko & Wakko's lines) **

** Also, remember that scene in the middle of the music video where everybody starts laughing for whatever reason and Slappy cuts in saying "I don't get it, what's the joke?". Try reimagining that with David and the kids all laughing together, and Max & Gwen, who are watching this, look at each other for a second then Max says something like "I don't get it, what the hell's so funny?!" Everyone: *stops* ... Uhhhhh 🤔

Okay, ngl, that last one I thought was kinda funny. 😅 because that sounds just like them lol.