#country singer derek

[anothermansjeans]

How would you think the team would react to meeting singer!reader??

HEHE FIRST TIME MEETING THE REST OF THE TEAM!!! I HOPE YOU ENJOY !

cw: reader meets the team :), spencer gets embarrassed, reader gets embarrassed, but it's all in good fun!! song mentioned at the end is picture you by chappell roan!

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Having a two week break during a tour usually meant resting as much as possible before starting back up. For you though, it meant spending as much time with your boyfriend as possible before you're on the other side of the country.

Staying with Spencer brought normalcy to your life. Paparazzi weren't down your back, people minded their own business, and it was easy to blend in– he brought the calm to the storm that is your life. Today, you were feeling that it was time to get out of the house, and the only motivation that could muster you up out of bed was to potentially visit Spencer.

Y/N: paperwork day??

His response was almost immediate.

Spencer: Yes. There’s not much left to do. I’ll probably be coming home earlier today.

Y/N: awesome!! :) have you had lunch? i can bring you something!

Spencer: I have not. You don't need to come all the way here, I don't want you to feel uncomfortable.

You smiled while reading his messages. He was always considerate of your feelings.

Y/N: noooo, i want to, spence. i want to meet the rest of your team as well…?

It took him longer to reply to this one, and you were scared you crossed an unspoken boundary.

Spencer: They can be a bit much, but as long as you're comfortable I would love for you to meet them.

You smiled, immediately letting him know you'd be there within an hour. It was almost exactly an hour later when you were walking out of the elevator onto his floor, clad with a baseball cap and sweats, holding your joint lunch in one hand and your phone and sunglasses in the other. You could spot Spencer within seconds, and as you got closer to his desk, you heard who you presumed to be his coworker whistle to him.

“Oh, pretty boy, I think there's a special delivery for you…”

Spencer whipped his head up, seeing you lift the brown bag as you continued to walk towards him. He stood up when you got to his desk, and took the bag from your hands, placing it next to the stack of papers before engulfing you in his arms. You– being completely used to this behavior– let out a giggle when you heard a muttered “who is that guy and what has he done to Reid,” coming from a woman off to the side.

You let go after a minute, and turned towards the three people currently standing with you. “Hi, I’m Y/N!” You sweetly smiled at them as they gawked at you, and you felt Spencer’s hand sneak up to your shoulder, giving it a squeeze.

The built man in front you eyed the interaction immediately, and gave a grin as he extended his hand. “Derek Morgan. It's great to finally meet you.”

You shook his hand and turned towards the two women, “Emily,” she too put out her hand for you to shake.

“I’m JJ,” the blonde said as you shifted to look at her. A gasp was heard from across the room, causing everyone to swivel their heads towards the sound, and there stood Penelope.

“Y/N!”

“Penny!” The two of you met in the middle for a hug. “It’s so good to see you.”

“Likewise, pumpkin.” The two of you giggled as the office doors above the bullpen opened up. The chatter below caused two men to make their way down with the rest of the group.

“Y/N, this is Aaron Hotchner and David Rossi,” Spencer said, moving back over to you and slyly placing his arm around your hip. Of course, he wasn't as sly as he intended because everyone on the team clocked the move.

“It’s nice to meet you,” the older man smiled.

“My son loves your music,” Aaron said, causing you to pale as you thought about the very explicit album you recently released, “the radio edits,” he added, noticing the relief flood your face.

You let out a breathy laugh and backed your body into Spencer's instantly melting into his body. “Right, well, I’m really glad I’ve met you all. Any time you want to hang out at a show just say the word. I’d be happy for you to come.”

They all hummed in appreciation, and Spencer gave you a squeeze, “do you want to have lunch?”

Looking back at him, you gave a nod, but before you could move an inch, Penelope spoke up. “Do you want to have lunch all together? The conference room is available and I don't think anyone has taken their lunch yet…”

Staring into Spencer’s eyes, you silently asked him if he was okay with it, and when he gave a subtle nod, you turned to Penelope with a smile. “We would love to! As long as that's okay with everyone?”

Everyone agreed, and you all sat around the round table getting to know each other as you dug into your lunch.

“Okay, I’m sorry, Spence, but I need to know what songs were specifically written about him.”

JJ’s question caused a blush to appear on Spencer’s cheeks and you stifled your laughter. “Um, well… the entire 'favorite’ album is about him.”

“Oh wow, an entire album?” Derek’s words were directed to Spencer, but instead of acknowledging him, he dug back into his sandwich.

A short laugh was released from your lips at the interaction. “Yes, a whole album. The uh, last five songs on my album ‘rebuilding’ are about him too.”

“And any singles?”

You lifted your eyebrows at the eagerness that came from Emily. “‘Espresso’, and 'Unconditionally’, but that one isn't officially out yet for streaming.”

“Wait, go back,” Penelope paused the conversation, “you said the last five songs… so ‘Picture You’ is definitely about Spencer?”

Now you and Spencer were both blushing. Clearing your throat, you looked everywhere but at the people around the table. “I mean… I like for my listeners to think about whoever they want… given the context of the song…” Spencer’s hand went to your knee, inching his hand towards your thigh and rubbing it gently, letting you know you're both in the same boat.

“But you…” Emily started, a small smile creeping onto her face, “thought about… Spencer.”

“Mhmm.” And that was all she was going to say on the matter.

“My man!” Beside Spencer, Derek clasped him on the shoulder and gave him a shake, everyone around you snickering.

As embarrassed as you were, you knew these types of conversations were bound to happen when meeting the people closest to Spencer, so in the end, as long as you had him, it didn't matter how embarrassed you were. For Spencer, it was the same. He understood your world the best to his ability, and he knew you showed your feelings best through your music. So what if he had to deal with a little bullying from his team?

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[vansmaybeonthewall]

reputation // are you ready for it?

prologue summary: The one where you, a somewhat well-known singer, figure out exactly how to leave your boyfriend who so happens to work as an assistant coach at West Ham.

Eventual Jamie Tartt x Reader

i was inspired to make a series by @buckychristwrites and @illiterateaffairs, who made the beautiful series' 'About You' and 'Distractions' respectively, so let's give this a go

word count: 0.7k

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"Folklore and Evermore are fantastic for someone like (L/N), but is it enough to top the charts?"

"While (L/N)’s storytelling and emotion come through, does she have the audience for such a piece?”

“Previous attempts at topping the charts proved difficult, country or pop, what can (L/N) do next to be number one?”

“Fans approve of the narrative, but do the numbers?”

“It’s definitely a reach releasing two albums within a year of each other. I mean how desperate can you be?

“After experimenting with an album sampling multiple genres at eighteen, is this what (L/N) is finally good at?”

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It’s exhausting. Everything. Trying to prove yourself while also trying not to seem full of yourself. How can someone just rise to the top of the charts? How can you be good enough? Every day there were articles calling you names and how much of a failure you are and could be. The bad always outweighed the good things people had to say. How can you make someone see who you are and what you are trying to do? It’s impossible to conform to every single version of yourself that people want you to be. It doesn’t help when your boyfriend has already achieved his dream. Helping coach his favorite team. A bittersweet thing to see. His compliments that can seem backhanded at teams. You’ll get there sometime babe. Don’t worry, you’re number one to me. Humiliating coming from someone so fake and narcissistic. Oh yes, the boyfriend you have put your life on pause for, albeit being together for two years, has been cheating on you for the past 3 months. Utterly humiliating.

It only gets worse considering he took over the job of managing you and where you play as an artist. It gave him some sort of promotion of rank amongst the other coaches. Nobody really recognized you at the football events he “booked” for you. Why would these older men listen to songs about a fictional love triangle? The only ones who recognized you were the bored teenage daughters dragged along to such events.

And asking for help is out of the question. Your best friend was only so far from you, playing for A.F.C  Richmond. Phone calls and texts could be made any second of the day and you would be swooped away, but you chose not to. Colin has a busy life as you do, so it wouldn’t be right to call him about every single problem you were having, right? You were both doing what you’ve wanted to do since you were kids (one enjoying it more than the other), so why should you disrupt his life with yours?

But when you wake up the next morning with the opportunity of a lifetime, it seems like life has taken a turn for the better. 

“Babe! Babe!”

You turn towards the doorway of your writing room resting your hands in your lap from their place on the piano. Derek leans against the doorway, trying to catch his breath.

“They want you to play! At the stadium!”

What.

“What are you on about?”

“Rupert wanted to one-up that ex-wife of his and Jasmine gave the idea of getting someone popular amongst fans to perform at halftime in a game against Richmond! Fantastic isn’t it! You’ve got to thank Jasmine for this, god that woman is amazing.”

Derek disappears down the hallway still shouting at the news. You sit wide-eyed and frozen. Not only at the news, performing in front of hundreds of fans at what possibly is one of the biggest games is a huge opportunity and you should be happy about it. Well, you are, but the name that left your boyfriend’s mouth gave it a sour taste. Jasmine. The woman he kisses and loves behind your back. And the one who gave you a chance at the spotlight in two months' time. Popular amongst fans? Was she being serious or being sarcastic? Nonetheless, what the hell.

An amazing woman, you think.

You stand and make your way to the nook in the window. You stare down at the people who walk past before grabbing at the journal and sitting yourself down. Opening the journal to the page marked by a pen holding its place, you start writing down your next idea. 

reputation 

You drag the pen quickly on the page leaving a straight line underneath the word, a smirk making its way to your face.

[novaksupremacy]

The Veiled Law of Affection- Chapter 2

The Veiled Law of Affection- Chapter Two

by PKJ @novaksupremacy

Takes place during the events of S5E8 “Abomination” with a brief mention of “Coerced” There's a little more context from the episode in this chapter since it touches on the issue of homophobia and helps establish more of the couple's relationship. Hope you enjoy!😊

angst, unapologetic smut, mentions of homophobia, typical SVU case talk

pairing Casey Novak x Olivia Benson

Read Part 1

Word Count: 5143

Liv and Elliot had just caught a new case. A young man had been tossed out with the trash. They had so far uncovered that he belonged to a conversion therapy program called ReGenesis and were now searching his apartment for some sense of who this man truly was.

“Me and Phil, Thousand Islands, June ’03. They’re happy.” Liv furrowed her brow, read the note on the back, and handed the picture to her partner.

“Unless he was the one he spent his last night with,” Elliot mulled, “Look at this,” he picked up a few envelopes from the drawer, “Four letters from Derek Singer, all unopened. I guess he was telling the truth.” He shrugged and put the envelopes back down on top of the stack.

Liv continued to search but could feel the anxiety bubbling up inside her, she trusted Elliot and she wanted so badly to tell him what had been going on with her, with Casey. She just- couldn’t bring herself to say it out loud. She knew there was no written rule forbidding what they had but if people knew it would change everything for them, their whole work life dynamic would come to a screeching halt.  “Those two were depressing. Trying to convince themselves and everyone else that they were happy.”

“Maybe they are,” Elliot shrugged,

“El you can’t tell me that repressing your sexual desires makes a gay person a good Christian.” She swallowed hard; she didn’t really grow up in any faith group but knew this was something that Casey struggled with from time to time.

“I don’t know, maybe some people choose to be gay, others choose to be straight?” he mused as he continued to work through piles of paperwork and letters on top of the victim’s dresser.

The brunette scoffed, “Oh so you chose to be straight,” she really hoped he didn’t mean this from a place of harm, she needed to trust him and know that he’d have her back.

“Me? Nooo,” he chuckled, “Check out these death threats, somehow I don’t think those are direct quotes.”

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Upon figuring out that the death threats were being made by none other Reverend Shaw, the leader of one of the most homophobic “churches” in the country, the group had a brief encounter with him at the funeral of the deceased, and he was promptly arrested.

The squad was getting ready to gather in the bullpen to go over all the evidence they had against Reverend Shaw with Casey to see if they had enough to indict. Elliot walked by on the phone with Kathy deciding what to do for dinner. Fin leaned back in his chair chewing on his coffee straw listening to Munch drone on about his latest conspiracy theory.

"I'm telling you man, you better take your money out now, when the first of the year comes it's going to be chaos." John said waving his hands and continuing to prattle.

Something else had caught Fin's attention and he had already tuned his partner out about 10 mins ago. "Yeah man, I feel you." His gaze deviated to the bullpen’s coffee area.

Liv was struggling to get a new sugar cannister down from the top shelf, even attempting to stand on her tiptoes and coax it towards her with the tips of her fingers. Casey walked in right around this time and looked at Liv, then to the rest of the squad, and rolled her eyes. She tossed down her briefcase on to the desk and walked up behind the detective, trying to remain collected and resist the urge grab a handful of the attractive brunette. She was taller, if only slightly, with a longer arm span and reached over the detective’s back, brushing her fingertips against Liv's hand, and pressing against her subtly.

"Why don't you let Daddy take care of that for you, hmm" she whispered as quiet as audibly possible in the brunette's ear.

This caused a full-body reaction from Liv which resulted in her knocking over the cup, spilling some of her coffee onto the counter.

"Oh, I'm so sorry Detective! Did I scare you? You just looked like you were struggling there." Casey feigned remorse, doing her best to stifle a giggle. "Let me help you clean that up."

She grabbed some napkins and both women leaned over the mess, wiping it up.

"Why did you do that?" Liv chuckled low through gritted teeth.

"Couldn't help myself." the redhead smirked. "It was safer than what I wanted to do."

Liv stopped wiping and hung her head, "Are you trying to kill me?" Both women chortling at this point.

"I've got a few briefs to finish but I'll come over later?"

"That'd be great, yeah."

The straw fell from Fin's mouth in disbelief. "I must be trippin', did Novak just say "Daddy"?" he asked himself softly, confused at what he was witnessing.

Munch who had still been talking this entire time, turned his head towards his partner, "What?"

Tutuola snapped back to focus, "What? Nothin' man, nothin."

Everyone finished their respective menial tasks and settled in for the meeting. Liv sat at her desk and Casey sat on Elliots desk next to Fin facing Cragen and Munch. Liv tried not to pay too much attention to the fact that she has a perfect sideview of the woman she had been seeing regularly for the past few weeks now.

Munch laughed as they started going over the reverend’s interrogation, “I love that guy,” he said incredulously, “I want to invite him to the Christmas party.”

Cragen paced back and forth, “The Lord spoke to him. The Lord sent an angel to talk to the mother of his only son, but He spoke to Reverend Shaw.” He scoffed, shaking his head.

Casey smirked at the captain’s sarcasm and Fin chuckled out a response, turning to Liv, “He’s a very special guy,”

About halfway through the conversation Casey realized she was directly in Liv's line of view and decided this was the perfect opportunity to give the detective something to look forward to tonight. She continued her attention on everyone else but took her index and middle fingers and began to slowly, mindlessly trace small circles on the wood of the desk and then stroke back and forth, her fingers curled ever so lightly.

The brunette noticed her doing this almost immediately, it was almost impossible to keep her cheeks from being flushed. She was nervous that if she stood up, she wouldn't be the only one to notice how wet she had just become. She shifted in her seat, “How’s his alibi?” she inquired and cleared her throat.

The captain sighed, “Danville PD confirmed it, had their hands full with another picket organized by the Reverend the night of Reed’s murder.

The young ADA shook her head, “Then he’s nothing to us. Cut him and the rest of his people loose.” She ceased the movement with her fingers as she said this.

Liv looked at her, she was trying so hard to concentrate, she couldn’t let this interfere with doing her job. “He targeted Reed. One of his followers could’ve taken him seriously.”

The redhead tried not to stare too intently, she and the detective were having similar issues, “If you can connect him with one of the members of Shaw’s congregation, I might be able to get him on the fighting words doctrine. Til then the first amendment says he can enjoy his civil liberties like everybody else.” She scrunched up her face, knowing full well it sucked that this man was allowed to say and do these horrible things about people like her under the letter of the law.

Cragen pulled the coffee straw from his mouth as the conversation continued, “What did you get from the people at Reed’s funeral?”

Fin sighed heavily, “Not much. After the fight broke out a bunch of people left before we got their names.” He got up and walked over towards Munch.

“Yeah, but we got their pictures,” Munch stated calmly, holding up a very professional looking camera.

“Where the hell is that from?” The captain inquired, knowing he was about to get agitated.

“One of Reverend Shaw’s church members, he must’ve left it behind.”

Casey stood up and headed for the door. "I didn't hear that!" she shot back at Munch and shook her head. She made sure to catch Liv's eye and nod. The nod, a silent promise of "I'll see you later."

Fin looked up in time to catch this small exchange. "Did I get dosed? I'm definitely not trippin'."

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"Hey Counselor, I just wanted to drop off those DD-5s you wanted" Liv said leaning against the door frame of Casey's office, just in case anyone was in earshot.

The redhead looked up from her desk, she grinned, "Hey Detective, I wasn't expecting those tonight but come in, close the door, I have a few things to go over with you since you're here."

Liv shut the door behind her and closed the blinds. Casey got up from her desk and walked over. She leaned her whole body against the brunette.

"Hi," she was still in shock to see Olivia. She wasn't expecting to see her until later.

"Hi."

"What're you doing here? Not that I'm complaining." She took a firm hold of Liv's neck, grabbing a fistful of her soft locks and kissed her passionately. She sank into the detective, all the day’s stress melted from her shoulders.

"I," Liv panted, trying to keep her voice hushed as Casey trailed kisses down her neck, "couldn't wait for later." She grabbed Casey's hand and slid it down her waistband and guided it into her slick.

The redhead whimpered as Liv immediately tightened around her fingers. She thrust hard into the brunette, slamming her back against the door. The detective gasped and pulled the collar of Casey's shirt to bring her in for a kiss. Casey obliged, kissing Liv hard, biting her lower lip, she excited her lover with more slow, hard thrusts.

They both moaned, knowing they both wanted more but couldn't get it here. It was a good minute before they realized they were rattling the door.

"Hey Case, everything alright in there?" One of the interns called out from the hallway.

Casey froze and Liv burst into a fit of quiet laughter, the redhead cupping her free hand over her mouth, shushing her, while also trying to stifle her own giggles.

"Everything's fine Brian, there was um, a particularly fleetfooted spider," she grimaced and shrugged, having to come up with something on the fly, "but I got it."

"Oh, well, uh, goodnight then!" the confused intern said as he walked away from the door.

She waited until she couldn't hear footsteps anymore and then the redhead flowed back into a kiss, slowly pulling back her fingers, making sure to draw out as much pleasure as possible. She stopped briefly to tease Livs clit making her shiver and whimper one last time, then drew the fingers to her mouth and licked them clean.

"Guess you'll just have to wait for later." She raised her eyebrows teasingly. "I promise not to be late." She kissed her softly. The brunette tried to catch her breath and straighten out her appearance before she opened the door and went back to the bullpen to finish up for the day.

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Liv had just finished brewing a fresh pot of coffee when there was a knock at the door. "It's open." She called out over her shoulder.

"Hey," Casey walked to the counter and leaned in to kiss her, a smile of relief washing over her as she did, she felt something she hadn't felt in a long time, safe. "I brought Wo-Hop." She put the takeout down on the table.

The brunette smiled; she was completely in awe every time Casey kissed her. "Wo-Hop Wo-Hop or 69 Bayard?"

The young ADA cocked her head as if to say, "you should know better."

Liv chuckled, "69 Bayard" she nodded her head, knowing she should have seen that coming. "I made some coffee."

"Ah you're perfect! I mean, thank you." Casey blushed, terrified of being overzealous and scaring Olivia. She sipped the coffee to avoid saying anything else ridiculous.

"Oh, be careful, that’s..."

"Ah!" The redhead cried out in agony and emptied the contents of her mouth back into the cup. “Smooth, Novak. Real smooth.”

"Hot..." Liv sighed and furrowed her brow. "I'm so sorry I should've warned you." She moved to put the mug down on the counter and cupped Casey's face in her hands to soothe her. "Let me make it better" she said quietly and placed a soft kiss on the ADAs lips. She felt bad but it was the most adorable thing she’d seen Casey do.

The redhead fell apart, her body going slack in Liv's arms. Usually, she had this obsessive need to be in control but there was something about the brazen brunette that made her feel safe enough to share the reins. It didn't even hurt that bad, but it was worth milking in that moment.

"It's okay, the coffee can wait. I have something for you." Casey bit down on her lip, nervous if only just a little.

Olivia looked at her surprised, "Oh? Is that so? Honey chicken and broccoli are hardly a surprise," she giggled, "I always order that."

Casey laughed and backed up a little, "Not the food."

"Then what?"

"Me."

"Case, honey, you're hardly a surprise. I knew you were coming." She laughed, confused at where the counselor was going with this.

The redhead slowly undid the belt of her long rain jacket and then moved to unbutton it to reveal that in addition to her heels that she was wearing earlier in the day, she wasn't wearing much else. She let the coat drop to the floor revealing tight red silk boxers and a red lace pushup bra.

Liv leaned against the counter, propped up on her elbow, marveling at the gorgeous woman in front of her. This now marked the second time today that Casey made Liv knock over a cup of coffee. She hurried, grabbed a towel, and wiped the counter down, she'd worry about the floor later and then turned her attention back to the redhead standing practically naked in her kitchen.

"That bad huh?" Casey joked.

"No, no," Liv tried to catch her breath, "That good." She took her hands and ran them down Casey's smooth sides and pulled her hips against her. She kissed her deep, pulling her as close as possible moving one hand to her neck and the other grabbing a fistful of the young ADAs tight ass. Her hand now full of smooth silk and supple skin. "Oh God, Casey," she whispered, "I need you so bad." Her lips brushed the redhead’s neck as she spoke.

"So then take me," Casey quivered under Liv's touch. "Tease me, taste me, make me cum." She sunk her teeth into the brunette's sweet spot on her neck and suckled, her own arousal growing by the second. She was trying to find a way to let go without relinquishing full control.

Liv cried out as Casey did this, wet and throbbing, she needed relief. "Casey" she whispered breathlessly, "let's go to bed."

Casey nodded in agreement, kissing Liv intensely, relieving Liv of her clothes so that by the time they reached the bed she was left with nothing, but her matching black lace panty set. The redhead gasped in awe.

"See something you like, Counselor?" Liv flopped back onto the bed, propping up on her elbows, feet still on the floor.

Casey licked her lips and nodded, "Jesus Olivia, how are you so beautiful?"

"I could ask the same of you." Liv smiled softly, eyes full of lust. She scooted back onto the bed and propped her head up on a pillow. She grabbed the redhead’s hand and pulled her down onto the bed and into her arms. "Now come here so I can do all the things you asked of me and maybe, if you think I'm good enough, I can have you inside me for the rest of the night making up for the torture in your office earlier."

Casey quirked her brow, "all night you say?" She pursed her lips and pretended to think about it before leaning to kiss Liv and nip at her jaw line. She got up on her knees as the brunette tugged at the silk boxers.

"As sexy as these are, they're definitely in my way," the brunette mused and sucked her lower lip between her teeth. “These are gonna have to go.” She kissed her way up Casey’s inner thighs as the redhead rolled her neck moaning in pleasure. She kept kissing until she got to the hem of the boxers and sunk her teeth in, sucking and taking her time to make sure it would mark. Casey cried out as her breath hitched. Her juices, already starting to drip from her body. Liv pulled the boxers down, “you’re going to ruin these if they don’t go now.” Casey pulled them off the rest way and tossed them off the bed.

“Tell me what to do, Detective.” the redhead mewled. Her eyes glossy, her body throbbing. She grabbed the brunette’s hand and pulled it against her sex.

Liv playfully pumped her middle finger in and out, slowly, pausing here and there. “I want you on my face. I want to lap up all of this” She took her finger and brought it to Casey’s mouth, the redhead took it in, moaning at her own taste on the brunette’s finger. The brunette pulled her hand back and gripped her lover’s thigh, tugging it towards her.

Casey swung her leg over Olivia and hovered her hips above her face. Liv swallowed hard in excitement and grabbed the redhead’s thighs pulling her down to make contact. She tugged Casey down harder, making sure her full weight was against her. A strangled cry escaped the ADAs lips and she reached for the headboard to steady herself as the brunette pushed her tongue deep inside and begin thrusting. Casey’s hips bucked involuntarily, Liv’s name tumbling from her lips as she continued to moan and pant, setting a pace for herself. The brunette lapped up what had already spilled from her lover and then licked up to the redhead’s clit, planting light kisses, suckling just enough to illicit a wail of pleasure, and then back to light kisses.

“Mmm, that’s it baby, make noise for me.” Liv moaned, planting another teasing kiss. She grabbed the redhead’s ass with both hands and rolled her hips down against her own face.

All this teasing on its own was almost enough to unravel Casey, she knew it hadn’t been long but when Olivia called her baby it made her feel like she was hers. She liked the way it felt, like something she could get used to.

 “Mmmphhh,” she moaned, “make me cum baby, please?” She pleaded, rutting against the brunette’s face. Little did she know her use of the word baby had a similar euphoric effect on Liv, who moaned at her lover’s request and pressed hard against the redhead’s clit and began tracing small circles with the tip of her tongue. Casey bucked forward involuntarily again. The vibrations of Liv’s low moans and her swift tongue built her arousal up until she couldn’t take it anymore. Her entire body fluttered inside and out, and she came harder than she’d ever cum before. It took her so off guard she slammed the side of her fist against the headboard, crying out with pleasure and riding the brunette’s face hard as she came down off her high, “OH, LIV!” The detective lapping up all the juices dripping down on to her face. Casey dismounted and pulled herself close to her lover. She took Liv’s chin and turned her face towards her with her long slender fingers and stared into her honey brown eyes with longing. Her face softened, she knew she was falling hard and was terrified she was going to screw it up. She kissed the brunette, deep and passionately. When she did all her fears were assuaged, and she grinned as she came up for air. “That’s my good girl,” she planted a few more kisses on the older woman, “so good for me. Now what was that you said earlier,” she raised her brow, “all night?”

  Both women giggled and Liv pulled Casey on top her, she couldn’t get enough of the ADAs skin against her own. She quivered as the redhead suckled down her throat, “I need you inside me,” she whispered, “please?”

Casey moaned against the detective’s neck and slipped two fingers past the black lace into her core pushing her palm against the brunette’s clit.

“Casey!” Liv cried out, moaning, and panting her name repeatedly. “Oh, Case, oh G-d!” The redhead thrust hard, just like their earlier office encounter, knocking the brunette’s head against the headboard. Liv’s gasped and then grinned, her eyes full of desire. This was not something Casey was expecting, thinking she had accidentally hurt her. “Harder, Counselor,” she moaned, and she stared her lover in the eye. Casey bit down on her lip, smiled deviously and thrust again. “Mmm, Casey, harder,” the brunette moaned again.

                The redhead’s entire body went hot, she bit down into detective’s neck as she began a steady rhythm of thrusts. The brunette’s head knocked against the headboard each time as she cried out in pleasure, she held on tight to her lover’s frame. She could feel her heat building up inside her as she got closer to climax.

 “Harder,” she spurred on the luscious litigator and grabbed a fistful of her soft curly locks. “Finish me,” she whimpered.

Casey let out a stifled moan and curled her fingers against Liv’s g-spot, “Come on beautiful,” she kissed the brunette’s cheek, “let Daddy make you cum.” It was the first time she had ever used that term in a less than joking manner with the detective and it was enough to make her completely let go. Liv’s walls tightened, locking the redhead’s fingers in place. Casey also unraveled for a second time, just from the sheer excitement of the brunette’s undoing. She fell back onto the bed and kissed Liv’s forehead, “My good girl,” she whispered, “I know I owe you more, I just need a minute.” She laughed and wiped her damp forehead with the back of her wrist, and then brought her hand to her lips to lick her fingers clean. She grabbed Liv and pulled her to her chest.

The detective wrapped her legs around Casey, “No baby this is perfect, you are, so, perfect.” She kissed the ADA softly as the redhead stared back with wide puppy eyes.

“You know,” Casey chuckled, still out of breath, and trying not to draw attention to her reaction to the compliment, “at some point, one of us is going to have to get up and put the Chinese in the fridge.”  

* * * * *

                The next day Liv and Elliot found evidence to arrest Ian Tate, a conversion therapist’s son, who was seen in the roll of film that Munch had developed. After he was arraigned further evidence in his apartment showed that the DNA of the killer left behind on a patch of drywall wasn’t his but a familial match. Casey went to meet Tate and his lawyer in lockup to try to see if she could get him to tell her the real story.

                “Why does this matter?” his lawyer retorted when the ADA tried to clarify when exactly he disposed of the body.

                “I think your client knows exactly why this matters,” Casey snapped back and turned her attention to Ian, “He caught you didn’t he?”

                “Shut up,” the prisoner said with a quiet rage.

                “Going to jail isn’t going to help.” The prosecutor iterated with frustration. “We found your father’s blood in your apartment. We know what happened.”

                “Then you have an obligation to drop the charges!” his lawyer stood up and demanded.

                “And if your client wants to avoid accessory charges, sit down, now.”

                Ian’s eyes began to water, “You have…no idea.”

                “No,” Casey lied, her earlier conversation with Branch echoing in her head, “they want to make about straight vs gay, you make it about murder.” “But I can imagine how you must feel.” The truth is she did know, she was terrified if someone found out about her and Olivia that there would be hell to pay. It was bad enough that Cragen had almost caught them at the batting cages two weeks ago, just ten minutes earlier and he would’ve walked up on her arms wrapped around the detective, teaching her how to bat but also placing tender kisses on the nape of her neck. They hadn’t been together in public since. There was no written rule about ADAs and detectives but there was stigma. “But James did, didn’t he? What it was like to hate yourself, to want to change and know you can’t” Casey’s catholic guilt choking up in her throat like a lump. “For the first time somebody understood you.” Throughout her whole speech she just pictured her and Olivia, happy and holding on to each other, laughing in the kitchen as they each tried to toss blueberries in the other’s mouth. Her eyes watered. “You didn’t go to the hospital because James attacked you, your father did.”

                Casey tiredly walked into the squad room after her visit to the jail, Liv tried not to look too excited, but she knew her eyes must’ve lit up when the redhead came through the door frame.

                “Hey how’d it go with Tate?” the brunette asked following her across the room to the desks.

                Casey rubbed her temples, “Jurors eight and ten believe him.”

                “Enough to hang the jury?” Liv asked worriedly.

                “Maybe,” the young ADA sighed, “In which case all I did was out some poor kid, not exactly my favorite legal strategy.”

                “You didn’t have a choice.” Elliot muttered sitting down at his desk.

                Casey cocked her head towards him, “You got kids, you ever wonder if one’s gay?” She often wondered if her own parents knew but was sure they at least wondered.

                Elliot looked up at the tall athletic prosecutor, caught off guard. He thought about it for a few seconds, “I don’t know I haven’t asked.”

                Liv furrowed her brow, “C’mon Elliot you know your kids, you’d know if one of them were gay.” She said this out loud but internally wondered if her own mother had realized her predisposition, she probably would’ve preferred it to the man she dated at seventeen.

                “Exactly!” Casey exclaimed, “his whole defense hinges on the fact that he had no idea.”

                “You don’t buy it?” Liv looked at the redhead, trying not to expose how sexy she thought it was when she was on to a hunch.

                “No, but I can’t prove it. Find out.” She locked eyes with Liv as she grabbed her briefcase, in her mind she was picturing the brunette in black lace, her stare saying, “I need you soon.”

A little while later Olivia was in the copy room running off some blank forms when she heard a tap on the door frame. She craned her head, "Hey Fin, I'm just about done if you need the copier. Just give me two minutes."

He shook his head and swiped his hand, "Nah all good. You got a minute?"

"Sure Fin, what's up?

He stepped in and leaned against the wall, "I just wanted to say that I hope you know that I got your back. No matter the situation. You can always count on me."

"Thanks Fin." She gave a small nod of appreciation although she had to admit she wasn't sure where any of this was coming from.

"Yeah, you know, just keepin it real, be careful out there, the world is full of craziness." He shrugged, trying to come off as nonchalant.

"Okay thanks Dad." Liv laughed and went to retrieve her copies.

"Hey, we gotta look out for each other, right? Besides from the way I heard it, you already have yourself a daddy."

"What?" By the time she whipped around Fin was already headed back to the bullpen but saw him toss his hands up in the air playfully.

"Shit."

**  *  *  *  *   *

                Casey successfully got the doctor to take a plea thanks to the evidence Olivia and Elliot had uncovered that he did in fact know his son was gay the whole time. She spotted Ian sitting outside on a bench near the courtroom and made her way over.

                “They took the plea,” she sat down to the side of him.

                “It’s so weird you know?” his voice was distant, somber, “I’ve been sitting here for a while and I wonder, does he know? Does she? James used to always talk about how happy he was to be gay, that guys are so much more fun.”

                Casey chuckled, “Yeah, I agree with James.”

                Ian smiled, somehow, he knew she didn’t mean about men being more fun but about being gay.

                Casey winked and got on her bike fastening her helmet. She rode home and locked her bike up downstairs. She massaged her neck with her hand as she stepped off the elevator. The ADA had one of the longest days she had in a while and couldn’t wait to just take a hot shower and put on some comfortable clothes.

As she got closer to her door, she heard a familiar voice call out to her, “Hey.”

She looked up to find Liv standing against her door. She couldn’t have smiled bigger if she wanted to. They didn’t have plans tonight, she had no expectations, which just made this mean so much more.  Casey breathed a sigh of relief, dropped her briefcase to the ground, ran to the brunette and jumped into her arms kissing her fervently.

“Hi,” she melted into her, tears welling up as the tension left her body, “You’re here.” she whispered.

“Hi,” Liv whispered holding Casey’s legs tight around her waist and leaning her forehead against the forehead of the beautiful woman she was holding, “I know we didn’t have plans, I just, missed you.”

“I missed you too, I’m so glad to see you.” The redhead whispered back and kissed the detective softly and then nestled her head against her neck.

“I brought take out.” Liv said and leaned her head to kiss Casey’s shoulder.

“Wo-Hop?” Casey asked sleepily.

“Better.”

Part 3

[differenteagletragedy]

HELLO, i come bearing an ask, but context first: Ross Lynch came to my country to do a show, and in a part of it, he left the stage and kissed a girl on the front row, so, i was wondering, how would the OL boys react if they were kissed by a singer MC in a situation like that?

Cove would possibly not survive, so please exercise EXTREME caution if you do this with him. The older he is, the more ok he is with it though, but he'll blush regardless. When he's older though, he'll find a way to pay you back ;)

You know what, I bet Baxter would blush too. There's no chance of him melting and turning into a puddle on the floor like there is with Cove, but he'll get a little red! Then he'll smirk for the rest of the show.

But Derek, this is where my boy shines! He would be SO INTO a singer MC, he'd be in the front row with a t-shirt with your face on it, screaming all the words to all the songs, and he'd kiss you back without taking even the slightest pause. Then he'd cheer, then everyone would cheer for him, because everyone loves Derek in every single scenario. (My fellow Swifties already know he gives off Travis Kelce vibes.)

[aibigbois]

Derek was a quadruple threat in his high school theater program. Actor, Singer, Dancer and Massive Musclebeast.

It was a chore trying to get costumes that fit his ever expanding frame. So he opted for leotards or whatever he could squeeze into.

Heres a picture from his senior show: Chicago. The audience was packed, half with friends, family and supporters, the other half from talent scouts from the top universities in the country.

[yulsbabymama]

Disventure Camp Headcanons Part 1

AIDEN

Half Argentinian Half French Canadian

Had a huge TOP phase in middle school

Only child

Super good singer but hates hearing his voice

ALEC

Afro-Turkish and Japanese

Diagnosed w Autism when he was a child

Smokes

Started drinking shortly after he got married; relapsed after his separation w his ex

Has an older sister by 7 years

ALLY

Transgirl; came out to her grandfather and he was the only supporter she had

Definitely had obsessive love disorder when meeting Hunter the first time

Super fucking bad at dancing

Likes K-pop (Fromis_9, Stray Kids, Billlie, P1harmony, Enhypen, Stayc, aespa, ITZY)

ASHLEY

Country music defender

will actually die on the Country Music hill

like she's from Texas but she's FROM TEXAS ykwim

Transgirl; realized she was a girl at a young age and transitioned w a supporting family

Would probably roll her eyes at u if u assume she loved AppleJack when she was younger

I mean, she did

but not as much as ppl assume

CONNOR

Jewish

Despite having a booming business, he still doesn't understand technology

but he WAS a boss at programming his MySpace page

"programming is my passion" college dude

Nickelback liker

I'm so sorry

DAN

He and his sister shared a bedroom until she moved out

Actually convinced her to come back home bc he missed her

like

crying on his knees

"PLEASE COME HOME IT'S SO MISERABLE WITHOUT U THERE I MISS U"

blasting a radio to her favorite songs

did i mention he loves his sister

Pokemon kid

Oh, he's also autistic

DEREK

Half Filipino and half Columbian

Transguy; was an unhappy "girl" growing up and would refuse to listen to anyone who didn't call "her" by Derek

Facebook user

only to troll, tho

He tried trolling on Twitter too but Trevor had to pry the phone out of his hands

Secretly likes Trevor

and by secretly I mean he angry-cried while writing drafted emails of his confession

Barely cries or anything like that, emotionally, but angry-crying is his #1 basically

Is not a registered gun owner

DREW

Other than the notebook, he has a communication device

Adopted

Video games hurt his eyes

so do mobile games

Honestly i think he just needs glasses

likes dogs :)

ELLIE

Half Irish and Half Singaporean

Transgirl; came out in her last year of junior high

Middle child w two sisters

While struggling w her identity, she was a Pick Me girl to fit in #sad!

she ended up giving up on fitting in #gogirl

Malay's her first language

Mom passed when she was little

tolerates cats

FIORE

3/4th Italian 1/4th Chinese

hates horror movies

not bc she's scared of them or anything

she just thinks they suck

forced into a ton of shit to become normal

girlscouts, ballet, soccer, etc

she hated everything

but she can make a good cookie deal

GABBY

Has an unhealthy obsession w watching drag shows

she doesn't understand any of the lingo

she just thinks the outfits r pretty

LPS kid

also watches too much animal documentaries

will actually sit down and say "im bored, time to watch a 6 hour doc on cheetahs"

she just cray cray like that #loveher

unhealthy addiction to stickers

GRETT

Transgirl #slay

was a Toddlers & Tiaras kid

passenger princess

forces Yul to drive her places

they have almost broken up 5 times bc of this

she also genuinely forgot to tell him she was #trans

u should've seen the look on his face

when

..

yeah

#hedidnotcare

that's ooc but idc

she's bi :3

HUNTER

Half Chinese Half White

Dad left after his youngest sister was born

Lived in China until he was 8

He has autism

Christian btw

like pslam bunch-of-numbers in his bio

can quickly change languages like that

will talk to u in english then will answer his phone in cantonese

texts like a millennial

:/ sorry

smokes

the killers, staind, blink-182, and r.e.m fan

plays the guitar

JAKE

Half Korean Half Japanese

cannot speak those languages fluently, tho

sorry

he and his brother wrestled a lot

his brother would always win

anyways he was a theater kid

but quit bc of some drama

haha. get it ?

one of those gays who cries to mitski & ricky montgomery

but only listens to them when he needs to cry

which is often

JAMES

has been in cringe compilations before

imagine if i just ended this w just that hc

would that be funny

anyways

one of those middle schoolers who was violently supportive of the lgbtq+

like everyone knew he liked boys

except him

loves his younger sister

like a lot

they r bffies

will call her in the middle of the night randomly

"i just posted a new tiktok, go like it."

JENSEN

genuinely have nothing for him

like

can i just say he's dreamed of men shirtless before and end it at that

um so yeah

[storiesfabled]

updated muse list

under the cut you will find the most up-to-date muse list.

911

evan buckley

maddie buckley

charlotte buckley-diaz // rowan blanchard // buck & eddie daughter

eddie diaz

athena grant

may grant

howard han

tommy kinard

bobby nash

harper nash // er registrar // ashley benson // bobby & marcy daughter

jonah nash // firefighter // tyler blackburn // ray & margaret son

raymund nash // principal // d.w. moffett // bobby’s brother

russell nash // lawyer // jack coleman // bobby’s brother

matthew ransone // police officer // casey deidrick // lou’s son

josh russo

ashlynn wilson // college student // victoria justice // henrietta & karen daughter

henrietta wilson

karen wilson

911: lone star

nancy gillian

trevor parks

arianna reyes // maiara walsh // tk & carlos daughter

carlos reyes

gabriel reyes

gabriella ryder // troian bellisario // judd & grace daughter

grace ryder

jackson ryder // football coach & pe teacher // eric stonestreet // judd’s brother

judd ryder

weston ryder // oil tycoon // jeffrey dean morgan // judd’s brother

aubrey strand // madison davenport // owen & npc daughter

owen strand

tk strand

victoria strand // liana liberato // owen & npc daughter

paul strickland

billy tyson

billy tyson jr. // firefighter // steven r. mcqueen // billy & npc son

destinie tyson // nursing student // phoebe tonkin // billy & npc daughter

chicago fire

tricia boden // aisha dee // wallace & donna daughter

wallace boden

sylvie brett

matt casey

gabriella dawson

christopher hermann

stella kidd

patrick mcholland // hunter parrish // mouch & trudy son

rachel mcholland // anna kendrick // mouch & trudy daughter

randall ‘mouch’ mcholland

peter mills

kelly severide

leslie shay

allison shay-severide // zoe levin // kelly & leslie daughter

brian ‘otis’ zvonecek

chicago med

anna charles

daniel charles

will halstead

maggie lockwood

connor rhodes

chicago pd

kevin atwater

antonio dawson

eva dawson

hannah halstead // willa holland // jay & erin daughter

jay halstead

erin lindsay

trudy platt

adam ruzek

savannah ruzek // dianna agron // adam & kim daughter

emmaline voight // shay mitchell // adopted by hank

Hank voight

Madeline voight // police officer // charisma carpenter // hank & trudy daughter

Criminal minds

Penelope garcia

Aaron hotchner

Alexandra hotchner // ssa bau // alona tal // aaron & haley daughter

Jennifer jareau

Emily prentiss

Derek morgan

Brynnlee reid-morgan // aisha dee // derek & spencer daughter

David rossi

Rylee rossi // hayden panettiere // david & erin daughter

dallas

Ann ewing

Bobby ewing

Christopher ewing

John ross ewing

Olivia ewing // britt robertson // bobby & ann daughter

Bryan jones // history professor // colin donnell

fire country

Bode Donovan

Sharon Leone

Vince Leone

Gabriella Perez

Manny Perez

Grey’s anatomy

Teddy altman

Jackson avery

Miranda bailey

Tuck bailey-jones

Stephanie edwards

Lexie grey

Meredith grey

Zola grey-shepherd

Alex karev

Chloe montgomery-shepherd // er nurse // madelaine petsch

Arizona robbins

Mark sloan

Sofia sloan-torres

Callie torres

house

Robert chase

Lisa cuddy

Gregory house

Veronica house // hailee steinfeld // greg & lisa daughter

ncis

Anthony dinozzo jr.

Tobias fornell

Hannah gibbs // haley ramm // jethro & jenny daughter

Leroy jethro gibbs

Timothy mcgee

Jenny shepard

Private practice

Cooper freedman

Addison montgomery

Jasmine montgomery-reilly // dove cameron // addison & jake daughter 

Jake reilly

Station 19

Travis montgomery

Theo ruiz

Ben warren

Zoey warren // college student // amber riley // ben & miranda daughter

supernatural

Annabelle buckley-moore // hunter // josephine langsford // evan buckley & jess daughter

Castiel

Crowley

Bobby singer

Rufus turner

Dean winchester

Johanna winchester // danielle campbell // dean & castiel daughter

John winchester

Sam winchester

[harrisonarchive]

Photo by Alberto Tolot.

About those Wilbury names…

• Nelson Wilbury (aka George Harrison) — Dhani Harrison: “I chose my Wilbury name. My dad had Nelson Wilbury, after Nelson Piquet, the Brazilian Formula One champion. And I chose Ayrton Wilbury, after Ayrton Senna, [another] Brazilian Formula One champion, so we could keep it in the family, you know?” - Hi Res Audio Central, October 16, 2017 • Charlie T. Wilbury Jr. (aka Tom Petty) — Tom Petty: “George had Derek Taylor write an entire history of the Wilbury family. And the father was named Charles Truscott Wilbury. And I took his name as Charles Truscott Wilbury Jnr.” - Breakfast With The Beatles, July 1, 2007 • Lefty Wilbury (aka Roy Orbison) — “Roy took the name ‘Lefty Wilbury’ in homage of the country singer Lefty Frizzell.” - “Roy Orbison: In Dreams,” PRX • Lucky Wilbury (aka Bob Dylan) — Presumably, this is derived from the Dylan song “Idiot Wind,” and the lyric, “I can’t help it if I’m lucky.” • Otis Wilbury (aka Jeff Lynne) — Jeff mentioned in an interview available on the official Wilburys YouTube channel that he chose the name Otis simply because it’s the complete opposite of his own name. (x)

[alastorsbride]

In case anyone was wondering, I got Wattpad as well and now I'm planning on putting some chapters from my story called 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝙾𝚏 𝙰 𝚂𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛 on here.

So... Here's a lil' bit of info about my story so it's more understanding.

Story name: 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝙾𝚏 𝙰 𝚂𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛

Info: the reader is aware of the fourth wall but she doesn't talk to the author, she gets one shots as dreams, which is why I need ideas for one shots.

I am also 17 but I read and will write s̷m̷u̷t̷ so... :) Oh and if anyone wondering, here's my wattpad: Alastorssexydoe

So here's the first part. And yes I changed some parts because I was bored. :)

Chappy one

TW: death, blood, Gore, eating souls.

Time: in hell

Y/N's high heels alerted everyone that Y/N was around, so they all scurried away in fear like little ants or rodents. Y/N wore her normal blank, emotionless face and listened to her music on her headphones.

Everyone learned the hard way to stay out of her way when she went on her usual walks listening to music.

Y/N is a very powerful demon. The second she came to Hell, she murdered everyone in sight, faster than you could say, (enter long word) so fast that by the time you finished saying it, the victim would already be a pile of you-don't-want-to-know. Which was faster than when every overload came to Hell.

Y/N looked up at the pentagram in the sky, thinking about her past.

~ᖴᒪᗩSᕼᗷᗩᑢᖽᐸ: August 23rd, 1918, New Orleans Y/N POV.

I was performing a bunch of songs with my band, I was the lead singer, Tory is the drummer, Derek and Ryan are the other guitarists, Vivisaria and her twin Jake are the other singers and guitarists and musicionists, and then we have more members but I'm not going to get into that.

"Thank you all for coming and have a good night!" I said into the microphone and went backstage where two kids ran up and hugged me.

"Mummy! That was awsome!" A little 5 year old boy with black hair said smiling.

"Yeah! When are you going to perform again?" A little six year old girl with browner hair than the boy said.

"I don't know, we haven't made the decision yet. When do you think we should perform again?" I asked the two kids.

"Hmmm..." The kids thought.

"You should wait a while. So we can watch movies!" The little boy said.

"Yeah and you can get rest." The little girl said.

"Hey, Vanellope, Vlad, how ya doin'?" Vivi said, Vivi was Thomson Okanagan Indian so she had a thick Indian accent and she talked nearly like a country girl from a movie with Howdy yall accented people.

ƮꙆᙏᙓ ᔑКꙆᕈ: January 20th, 1919, New Orleans

I felt the need to eat something so I put my hood on and turned down an empty street. Or at least, it was empty. Three drunks were wandering the street I was on.

"Yo! lets go to another bar!" One guy slurred.

"Be careful Rando, you're very drunk." The second, a female said, it was clear that she wasn't as drunk as the first.

"Oh, I'm not even drunk yet, Anna. I'm fine." Rando said. (pronounced An-ahh!)

Rando bumped into me, I didn't flinch and I didn't want to fight anyone, but my body was hurting very badly and I couldn't resist for much longer.

It was only a matter of time.

Before my instincts took control.

And I killed more people.

Oh well.

It's not like they really mattered.

They were going to die anyway.

The drunk male bumped into me and since I had my hood on, once again, I didn't flinch at his movement.

I was trying to ignore the feeling in my throat and ignored the drunken but the drunk was really ticking me off.

The drunk called me a few names that I will not repeat, but it was getting on my last nerve.

"Hey bitch I was talking to you!" The drunk said.

And in that instant, I saw red and his delicious soul.

I punched the drunk and his body hit the wall, his brother, I guess, tried to 'get revenge' or something.

"Hey, bitch what did you do to my little brother?" He tried to hit me but I punched him in the face and his body flew above the top of the buildings. The lady screamed.

℘ꭈׁׅᵉ𝒔𝓮nᴛ ᎴᎯᎽ: Y/N POV

I sighed silently. Vlad and Vanellope never left my mind. I could never stop thinking of them. They were only 9 and 10 years of age when I died.

I wish I didn't decide to move to Hell...

I wish I decided to live longer.

I wish I didn't get close to being caught back then.

But I did it for him.

Everything was for him.

I doubt he's here.

He was a good friend.

My best friend.

My only friend.

My only childhood best friend.

My first crush.

It should've been him... And not Ty.

But I don't control it.

Not yet.

But I will.

A/N

Yeah I edited a bit more than I thought. 😅

[dustedmagazine]

Gary Peters — Beginnings: Collected Pedal Steel Works (Scissor Tail)

Front and center on the cover of Beginnings is a pedal steel guitar. Behind it looms a futuristic city, something that might have adorned the cover of a mid-20th century science fiction paperback or an externally funded Sun Ra LP. The combination of images tells you what you need to know, and maybe offers a bit of what you need. The pedal steel is the main instrument Englishman Gary Peters’ main instrument throughout the LP. But the optimism projected by that title and the gleaming metropolis is also a potent reminder that in living memory people thought that a better life lay in the future, not in attempts to reanimate a brightly lit but remorselessly cruel past. Yes, we’ll take our aesthetic advancement with a side order of faith in human progress, thank you very much.

Happily, the music on the LP stuck inside that sleeve appeals to the ears as strongly as the painting courts the eyes and heart. Beginnings is entirely instrumental, and it represents an introduction to Peters’ work on the pedal steel guitar. That’s certainly not the only thing he does. There are 52 releases on his personal Bandcamp on which he plays guitars, mandolin, banjo and sings; he’s also written books on aesthetics, philosophy and musical improvisation. His approach to the instrument is not bound by its history, which is closely bound to country and western music. Played slowly through some effects on “Caged,” the pedal steel strikes some long, repeated notes that sound like a psaltery. But he doesn’t evade it, either; there’s no denying the country vibe generated by two dueling guitars swooping around each other on “One On One.”

Sometimes, Peters adapts the instrument to another genre. The titular track suspends some acoustic harmonics and string scrapes that betray a working familiarity with Derek Bailey’s techniques over a theme that, if fitted with words, could find its place in a Protestant hymnal. And on “Redemption,” the pedal steel courses melodically through some acoustic strumming, just like a singer’s voice might; you can bet that this guy has spent some quality time with singer-songwriter LPs and inside of folk clubs. But he isn’t confined by genre. The rhythm of “Chromatic Suspension” feels like a slowed-down tango, and the flourishes near its end could resonate with a sung lament, but the elongated notes that swirl around that stately cadence feel more like evocations of flight patterns than statements of a particular musical style. Like Chuck Johnson and Susan Alcorn, Peters’ transcendence of pedal steel convention arise from a determination to make music that is personal and has integrity on its own terms.  

Bill Meyer

[vengefuls]

updated muse list below the cut! oc bios will be done later. PART 2.

AMERICAN HORROR STORY(IES)

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤmadison  montgomery      —   canon divergent,      she / her.    based primarily during coven,    portrayed   by   :   ester  exposito.

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤmallory      —   canon divergent,      she / her.    based primarily at the end of apocalypse,    portrayed   by   :   havana  rose  liu.

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤkelley  blake      —   canon compliant,      she / her.    from the drive in episode of american horror stories,    portrayed   by   :  madison bailey.

SUPERNATURAL

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤcassie  robinson      —   headcanon based,      she / her.    portrayed   by   :   greta  onieogou  &  kylie  bunbury.

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤclaire  novak      —   headcanon based,      she / her.    au where she retains some angel grace from castiel’s possession of her.     portrayed   by   :   kathryn  newton  &  renee  rapp.

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤrosie  holt      —   headcanon based,      she / her.    portrayed   by   :   kiernan  shipka.

TVDU, ANTI JULIE PLEC.

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤmeredith  sulez      —   canon compliant,      she / her.    portrayed   by   :   maia  reficco.

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤklaus  mikaelson      —   canon compliant,      he / him.    portrayed   by   :   austin  butler.

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤkatherine  von  swartzschild  pierce      —   canon compliant,      she / her.    portrayed   by   :   daisy  jelley  &  madison  iseman.

TEEN WOLF

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤderek  hale      —   anti - canon,      he / him.    derek kept his abilities as an alpha when he saved cora. and he survives the end of the teen wolf movie.    portrayed   by   :   tyler  hoechlin.

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤeli  hale      —   headcanon based,      he / him.    portrayed   by   :   jack  champion.

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤtheo raeken      —   headcanon based,      he / him.    portrayed   by   :   cody  christian.

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤemerson argent      —   original character,      she / her.    the only child of chris and melissa argent,    portrayed   by   :   luna  blaise.

THE WALKING DEAD UNIVERSE

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤnegan  smith      —   canon compliant,      he / him.    dead city based,    portrayed   by   :   jeffrey  dean  morgan.

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤrick  grimes      —   canon compliant,      he / him.    post the ones who live based,    portrayed   by   :   andrew  lincoln.

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤjeff  grimes      —   canon divergent,      he / him.    survival au,    portrayed   by   :   glen  powell.

TWISTERS

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤaddy  jones      —   canon compliant,      she / her.    portrayed   by   :   kiernan  shipka.

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤkate  carter      —   canon compliant,      she / her.    portrayed   by   :   daisy  edgar  jones.

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤtyler  owens      —   canon compliant,      he / him.    portrayed   by   :   glen  powell.

ARCHIE HORROR

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤveronica  lodge      —    vampironica canon,      she / her.    portrayed   by   :   maia  reficco.

FIRE COUNTRY

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤbode  leone      —   canon compliant,      he / him.    portrayed   by   :   max theriot.

MYSTERY INCORPORATED / SCOOBY DOO.

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤdaphne  blake      —   canon compliant,      she / her.    mostly headcanon & mystery incorporated based    portrayed   by   :   madelaine petsch. 

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤsally  mcknight  thorn      —   canon compliant,      she / they.    lead singer of the hex girls and witch.    portrayed   by   :   lizeth selene. 

SCREAM

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤsidney  prescott      —   canon compliant,      she / her.    portrayed   by   :   neve  campbell.

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤriley  kincaid      —   semi-canon,      she / her.    portrayed   by   :   nicole  wallace.

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤamber  freeman      —   canon compliant,      she / her.    portrayed   by   :   mikey  madison.

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤbilly  loomis      —   canon compliant,      he / him.    portrayed   by   :   skeet  ulrich.

NETFLIX'S FUBAR

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤemma  brunner      —   canon compliant,      she / her.     portrayed   by   :   monica  barbaro.

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤluke  brunner      —    canon divergent,      he / him.    canon compliant,     portrayed   by   :   arnold  schwarzenegger.

FANDOMLESS ORIGINAL CHARACTERS

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤkang  hana      —   psychic medium and lead singer of celestial static,      she / her.    portrayed   by   :   kiernan  shipka.     affiliated  with  kim  nari.

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤdaisy  carter      —   1 of 2  survivor of ‘the lovers lane executioner’ attacks in her hometown.      she / her.    portrayed   by   :   madelaine  petsch.

MISC. ( muses i’m testing,  will need some plotting, or are by request. )

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤlucy  gray  baird      —   a ballad of songbirds and snakes,      she / her.    canon compliant, main verse has her surviving.    portrayed   by   :   rachel  zegler.

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤmonica  dutton      —   yellowstone,      she / her.    canon compliant.  testing while i watch.    portrayed   by   :  kelsey  asbille.

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤjade  waters      —   criminal minds: evolution,      she / her.    canon compliant.  testing.    portrayed   by   :   liana  liberato.

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤjessica  “sammy"  hurney      —   abigail,      she / her.    canon compliant.    portrayed   by   :  kathryn  newton.

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤgabby  hearst      —   thanksgiving,      she / her.    canon compliant.    portrayed   by   :   addison  rae.

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤallie  pressman      —   the society      she / her.    canon compliant.    portrayed   by   :  kathryn  newton.

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤkate  wallis      —   cruel summer      she / her.    canon compliant.    portrayed   by   :   olivia  holt.

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤransom  drysdale      —   knives’ out,      he / him.    canon compliant.   by request.    portrayed   by   :   chris  evans.

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤryan  flores      —   the strangers: chapter one,      he / him.    canon divergent,  survival au available.     portrayed   by   :   froy  gutierrez. 

⚔︎ㅤ…ㅤnoa  olivar      —   pretty little liars: original sin,      she / her.       portrayed   by   :   maia  reficco. 

[bruce-adams]

Scene Report: Cobrafest 2023

Tolono, Illinois is a small village roughly 10 miles south of Champaign and/or Urbana. Matt Talbott, guitarist/singer for the band Hum, set up shop in town running Earth Analog Studios and a tar paper shack drinking establishment, the Loose Cobra.

The bar books bands, with Matt's preferences running to "Rush, Blue Oyster Cult, Waylon Jennings, and Kyuss." A couple of times a year, Matt sets up a stage in the parking lot next to the bar with an impressive sound rig and tiki lights and invites some of his favorite bands to play. And those bands are inevitably HEAVY. Fall 2022 was Okstoner Fest.

This past Saturday, July 8, was Cobrafest. Starting at 4:30 pm the lineup consisted of Nectar, Sweet Cobra, Mutt, Djunah, Terminus Victor, Centaur, Dibiase, and Cloakroom. I got things to do, so to my regret, I did not get down to see Sweet Cobra. I strongly recommend their recent album Threes, though.

Centaur is a trio Matt Talbott formed in 2002 when Hum was on hiatus. My old Cargo Chicago co-worker (and Chambana scene veteran from 16 Tons) Jim Kelly drums and Derek Niedringhaus plays the electric bass guitar. It's been a while since Centaur released any music and I've seen Matt play songs a lot like the Cobrafest set. The man-horse band shares a heaviness with Hum, and I detected a taste of drawn-out psych a la Spacemen 3 in the set. Lots of inner space is expressed via reference to outer space in the lyrics.

Djunah is the Chicago-based duo of guitarist/singer Donna Diane and drummer Jared Karns. They held the big stage well, between Diane's fluid heaviness and Karns' energetic working of the complete drum kit. Like Sweet Cobra, Djunah melds a lot of different hardcore and metal-derived genres into a flowing, sometimes jarring but coherent flow.

I saw Cloakroom at Loose Cobra some time ago and was very pleased when they released the Dissolution Wave EP. It was a significant expansion of the trio's sound into more textured and thematic sounds. I love it when a band pushes its parameters. Doyle Martin brought a box full o' effects to Tolono and it never sounded like he was stomping for stomping's sake. A friend commented that Cloakroom was a "throwback" that night, which I interpreted as some kind of Pink Floyd reference. Well, I hate that shit but I appreciate the trio's sonic explorations AND their commitment to impact. My hopes for their performance were high and they were met.

I was also impressed by the healthy turnout. I observe/complain that the Chambana music scene is dominated by what I call Ken Burns Adjacent kinds of music - bluegrass, alt-country, jammy, and other derivations that, however well played, don't do much for me. It was great to see folks turn out for unrepentant, loud rock music. Even if it's just to set up the camping chair, drink some beer, and hang.

[heartintact]

☆ muses !!

f.

audrey flynn. 23-26, bisexual, chemistry student (alisha boe fc). former prom queen, people take turns for her to break their heart, still learning how to let go.

blair irvine. 25 - 28, bisexual, podcast creator (rachel sennott fc). born to be the center of attention, always the most suspicious person in the room, will lie for fun.

camille cain. 24- 27 (centuries old in some verses), she/her, bisexual, vampire in some verses (anya taylor joy fc). pure evil, will manipulate her way into getting what she wants, devotion that corrupts.

chloe prescott. 22-26, bisexual, personal assistant for a magazine / camgirl (sabrina carpenter fc). the glossiest of lipsticks, christmas sweater’s apologist, making others blush like it’s a hobby. 

elaine (lainey) bardot. 23-25, she/her, bisexual, professional tennis player (ella purnell fc). obsessed with winning, nothing she ever does is accidental, feelings are a liability. 

gemma harmon. 23 - 26, she/her, bisexual, coffeehouse waitress | alt modern day princess (jaz sinclair fc). sees the good in everything and everyone, doesn’t care about other people’s expectations, it’s hard for her to feel like she belongs.

iris reyes. 21-23, bisexual, film student | assistant to a movie director (jenna ortega fc). tiny but mean, wicked sense of loyalty, likes to play dirty.

jasmine alcott. 25-28, she/her, bisexual, chef (laura harrier fc). needs approval the same way others need air, just wants to take care of people, has cried tasting meals at least a dozen times.

juno faulkner. 24 - 27, she/her, bisexual (maddie phillips fc). aspiring actress | former theatre kid. wishes she could love people less, always gives a genuine reply whenever someone asks how her day was, lights up scented candles when she’s feeling stressed.

maude seong. 23 - 26, she/her, lesbian (london thor fc). journalist | writer of a “how to” column. doesn’t know how to stay still, small tattoos from every country she’s visited, tries to come across as mysterious but will become best friends with every girl she meets at the nightclub's bathroom.

olivia ‘liv’ harrington. 24 - 26, bisexual, english lit graduate (daisy edgar jones fc). read all the classics before it was cool, loves to doodle, lingerie no one sees.

stella alvarado. 21 - 23, bisexual, office assistant | cheer captain. (clara galle fc). trying to find fun in the middle of her 9-to-5, usually the last one to leave but just because she’s not that productive, scribbled notes as a love language.

sylvia gilmore. 23-25, lesbian, college student (reneé rapp fc). will judge everyone who crosses her way, has a thing for older women, your favorite mean girl.

vera salazar. 23 - 25, bisexual, singer/songwriter (nicole wallace fc). keeps every love letter she’s ever received, stays up at night thinking about what-ifs, will do her makeup in a moving car and will make it look great.

m.

atlas dixon. 24 - 27, he/him, straight (asa germann fc). horror movie actor | aspiring director. dark circles under his eyes, can’t pretend to be interested when he’s not, gets into a lot of fights and loses most of them.

denver oakley. 26-30, he/him, straight, aspiring writer (logan lerman fc). dancing in the kitchen, getting in trouble because he’s always saying what he thinks, would die for you.

dylan bradshaw. 23-25, he/him, bisexual, english lit major | alt marketing assistant (mason gooding fc). a great shoulder to cry on but no one asks, will always offer if someone needs a place to stay, constantly misunderstood. 

graham munson. 25-29, he/him, bisexual, twitch video-game streamer (chris briney fc). deep down he means well but still manages to screw things up, the creator of one night stands, late night walks around the park. 

jonah mei. 26 - 29, he/him, bisexual, event promoter (derek luh fc). humor as a coping mechanism, won't tell anyone but he loves gardening, will make people fall in love with him just for sport.

logan brody. 26-29, he/him, bicurious, full-time trust fund asshole (dacre montgomery fc). million dollar smile, online shops when he’s bored, adrenaline and bad decisions. 

marcus powell. 40-44, he/him, straight, college teacher (ryan gosling fc). late nights out and very early mornings, the desperate need to be in control, thinks in metaphors. 

matthew novak. 30-33, he/him, straight, programmer (lucien laviscount fc). logical thinker, can’t admit when he’s wrong, ivy league. 

nathan craven. 27 - 31, he/him, bisexual, camp counselor (joe keery fc). the golden boy, afraid he peaked at high school, everyone's best friend.

shane ledger. 24-27, he/him, bicurious, will take literally any job if he needs to pay rent, will also hate every second of it (joseph quinn fc). guitar string scars on his hands, the town’s dealer, will-pull-at-your-pigtails-if-he-likes-you kind of guy.

steven warhol. 36-40, he/him, straight, politician | alt priest (andrew garfield fc). phone is always on less than 20%, following his family’s footsteps, charms his way through life.

fantasy muses (the olympians universe).

cassandra olson. she/her, bisexual. (sabrina carpenter fc/rain spencer fc). daughter of aphrodite. pomegranate juice, mischievousness personified, will put ribbons on everything.

conrad nye. he/him, bisexual. (drew starkey fc). son of poseidon. rebellious heart, will kill for you, rules don’t matter to him.

annika daulby. she/they, lesbian. (kaia geber fc). daughter of ares. shaking fists, sitting on the roof late at night, dark humor.

zion baxter. he/him, straight. (tom blyth fc). son of hermes. dealing with high expectations, trust issues, destined for greatness.

canon muses.

disclaimer: there's a preference to write them against other canon characters. while this is a work in progress, the following muses are available upon request:

marie moreau (gen v, jaz sinclair fc).

chad meeks-martin (scream, mason gooding fc).

tara carpenter (scream, jenna ortega fc).

tatum riley (scream, sydney sweeney fc).

kate carter (twisters, daisy edgar jones fc).

tyler owens (twisters, glen powell fc).

chrissy cunningham (stranger things, grace van dien fc).

carmen 'carmy' berzatto (the bear, jeremy allen white fc).

[differenteagletragedy]

one of my olba mcs is so taylor swift-coded it’s unreal and it was a total accident despite me a fan, but it’s been in my brain for a while. and it’s even better that that mc was for baxter. and then i got to thinking… like how would he be with a mc who’s Basically taylor swift (assuming miss swift doesn’t exist in the ol universe)? like teen singer icon turned global superstar who plays the guitar and piano, writes and sings almost solely about love and her love life, and even wrote a few songs about them.

personally, i think baxter would Not Have A Good Time (tm), since he left in step 3 and did his best to forget about mc. and now mc’s breakup songs (one which was Definitely written about him) are plastered on the radio and their love songs are being played at weddings and their face is all over the news and social media, he can’t escape them LMAO!

and you know mc would show up to jude and scott’s wedding and sing some of their songs (acoustically) cause if you have a global superstar at your wedding, it’d be a little foolish not to have them sing (also cause they probably wrote a cute lil song for jude and scott and wanted to perform it). and i can just imagine mc making The Most Intense eye contact ever with baxter as they’re singing a small set of their popular songs (love songs and break up songs included) LMAO

but what do you think? it’s been rattling around in my brain for a long time and i like Have to talk to someone about it LMAO!!!

Honestly, I don't think I'm the right person to ask for this, I really don't ever imagine any of my MCs anything like this ... PYSCH. I have actually thought about this a lot because it's very fun, so hop in, OP, we're going for a ride!

-- So the way I picture it is that MC has always been good with music, always written songs and played some instruments and sang. After they graduate high school, they decide they don't want to go to college, they want to pursue a career in music and they're making some steps to get there when Baxter shows up.

-- They let MC play at the country club sometimes because the family has been members there so long, but also MC is just really good too. Cove always comes along to see MC perform, and so do Miranda, Terry and Derek when they can. This is how Baxter first sees MC sing and he is MOVED.

-- Since MC is Taylor coded, they can pop out songs like nobody's business, so by the time Baxter sees them perform they already have a cute little early romance song about him. Depending on how bold MC is, they could play it, or not! But it exists.

-- So sort of as the relationship gets more intense, MC starts getting more opportunities to go professional. I like to imagine that Baxter takes MC to LA to meet with a record label, because even though he's not a city boy he's well traveled, and he would just handle himself well in that kind of situation I think. Also, road trip!

-- And yeah, then Baxter leaves, and he's like "out of sight, out of mind," but not so fast mister man. It may take a couple of years for MC to get the amount of mainstream success that makes them a household name, but they get there and yeah, he is having a Very Bad Time indeed.

-- This is not an original thought, but "Cruel Summer" is about Baxter so.

-- He does his best to avoid it. He won't listen to the radio, he won't look at magazine covers. But eventually MC just gets to be unavoidable, and that's no fun.

-- Like to the point where he's just overhearing people gossip about MC at work, can he not get a moment's peace?

-- No.

-- He does his best, but hearing some songs and some facts about MC's life is just going to happen. Maybe he's watching a movie and one of their songs is on the soundtrack, something like that. It's hard because he still thinks they have the loveliest voice, and it would be so easy to just do a deep dive on all their songs and throw a big pity party, but he tries not to.

-- At one particularly low point he'll give in though. He'll just lay on his couch listening to the latest album with a bottle of whine, so deep in his feelings.

-- He will never ever ever talk about it though. No one knows he knows MC or about his secret pain.

-- They just think he's a hater, which is fine by him.

-- Baxter is a professional though, so if someone wants one of their songs to be their first dance song at their wedding, then that is perfectly fine. He can cry in the parking lot after.

-- After MC's presence gets to be so much, he might sneak a peek at a magazine, just out of curiosity, not because he still has any feelings, definitely not. If it's about someone breaking their heart, he'll be miffed about it but then realize he has no right because he also broke their heart and cue a downward spiral. But if it's about them being happy in a new relationship, he'll be sad that it's not him, so a downward spiral is happening either way.

-- If he really wants to hate himself, he'll google them. He's not brave enough to go for social media though.

-- When he meets back up with them for Jude and Scott's wedding, he'll try to ignore them, but when they force him to talk he'll act like he has no idea that they're a Big Deal.

-- And THEN if MC performs at the wedding, oof. He'll avoid it at all cost because while he's the planner, he also just cannot deal. They'd do a love song during the reception and what a coincidence, that's when Baxter has to do something outside for just a quick moment.

-- Ok, but then they get back together and MC is all in, and the fans are going rabid over Baxter. He's so pretty! He'd a wedding planner, how romantic! Is he just with MC for their money? Let's hope they don't find out that they actually dated for the first time five years ago, because then fans would be on the hunt for clues that old songs are about him. Baxter would be a little scared, but he can handle it!

[sexypinkon]

Sexypink - The one of a kind incomparable Dr Beryl Mc Burnie.

..................

from the Faculty of Culture, Creative and Performing Arts

Trinidad and Tobago's First Lady of Dance - "Determined, imperious, flighty, charming, Beryl McBurnie was born in Trinidad and went to New York in the early 1940s to study dance and drama. She also made a name for herself as a dancer and singer, Belle Rosette. But she turned her back on the bright lights to return to Trinidad. 

There she continued the work she had begun before World War II, researching and performing the dances of the Caribbean, especially those that drew on African traditions. 

She was part of an anticolonial movement that recognized the unique culture of the country and the region and eventually led Trinidad and Tobago to independence.Artistically, McBurnie's work influenced dancers throughout the region and beyond. 

She also devoted years to building the Little Carib Theatre. Intended as a home for folk dance, it also housed Derek Walcott's Theatre Workshop and became a crucible for the performing arts." 

(UWI Press)https://www.encyclopedia.com/.../encyclope.../mcburnie-beryl

[posttexasstressdisorder]

So about that whole 50 years thing...

Ah, yeah. It’s 1972 again.  Let’s just go with it.  It is sometime in 1972.

Thirteen year old me has been groovin’ and groovin’ to so much good music on AM and FM, both.  Let’s listen in as he describes the music scene:

“Man, Badfinger has put out a second blockbuster to follow “Day After Day”:  it’s called “Baby Blue”...definite hit single.  Got a picture-sleeve copy at Kmart, it’s a little warped, but it plays OK on the turntable.

Jethro Tull just keeps putting out crazy records...Thick As A Brick is just one long piece on two sides of a whole LP.  Heard it one night on the FM station in San Antonio.  I keep playing Aqualung, too!

Of course, Zeppelin IV just has stayed up there for over a year now!

And Clapton put out a two record set as a band called “Derek and the Dominoes”...holy crap, what a record!  “Layla” blasting out of the 8-track in the car is a religious experience.  There’s a lotta songs that could be 45s on there.

And that nut Nilsson put out this crazy song called “Coconut”...of course, it plays on AM all the time.

WAR...man, they have really blasted onto the airwaves last coupla years.  All Day Music, man what a track!  They didn’t need Burden any more!  Chicago keeps putting out hits:  Saturday In the Park, Does Anybody Really Know What Time It Is, Free, I’m a Man,and my favorite right now, called Dialog...hard rockin’ brass guys with a monster guitar player!

Rare Earth and Three Dog Night both had some killer singles this last coupla years as well...such kick-ass tunes, Hey Big Brother was a big smash’ Out In The Country was a big tune, too.  There were too many great 45s and LP cuts, I couldn’t buy ‘em all, I had to record ‘em with my cassette recorder..

And then there’s the Moody Blues!  Oh, MAN...such killer songs!  I’m just a Singer in a Rock and Roll Band” is amazing!  The Story In Your Eyes still gets played a lot, too.  But the one nobody saw coming was Nights In White Satin...it was actually recorded FIVE YEARS AGO in ‘67!  But it’s a hit now.  I have nearly 100 45s, I made cool sleeves for some of ‘em...”

Fade to black.