#now the rick astley song is playing

[femmefae2005]

one of my students has a Phoebe bag and yesterday when we were all talking about concerts I very surreptitiously said "oh yeah... I went to a very small concert in 2019 that Phoebe Bridgers opened at and I'm thrilled because I don't think I could put myself through seeing her Now with all her fans." and I was playing it sooooo cool but then this kid hit me with "oh I saw boygenius this summer" and I immediately went "WHAT I WANTED TO GO TO THAT SO BAD"

[fourstarsoutofnine]

Bee!! I gotta ask, if that’s alright! I was listening to Toxic by Britney Spears, and I got to thinkin’ what if the Chain played Just Dance? You can pick anyone you want!

A/N:HEHEHEHEHEHHEHE ur getting the whole chain pookiebear this ask is so freaking good. You always come in with the best asks.

The links(like, actual links lol) are to the dances :D

Chain + just dance

Time:

Never gonna give you up by Rick astley

He would BODY this

And it’s so perfectly dad-like.

Like it’s exactly him

The rickroll, and the vibe of it. It’s 80s. That’s time.

Sky:

Price tag by Jessie j

I just think he’d look cute doing this one. I feel like the upbeat nature of the song fits him and he’d have fun :)

I don’t think he’d know a lot of songs tbh— he doesn’t give off a “yeah I listen to all genres” guy. I feel like his style is more hozier and Noah Kahan

Just slow folksy music—but he enjoys an early 2000s beat every now and then. Thus, price tag by Jessie j. It was the only one that looked fun to him that he wouldn’t feel super silly doing.

Twilight:

The urge to put old town road is SO strong…

But nah, he made the captain do Rock Lobster by the B52s with him.

He was indeed the lobster and he, indeed, did rock it.

It was a very close game, within a few hundred points. The rancher came out on top.

Wind:

LOLLIPOP BY MIKA

HE HAD SO MUCH FUN WITH THIS ONE

He almost punched the smith during this while he was walking by.

He sang it the rest of the day

Wild:

He made the traveler do Land of 1000 Dances by Wilson Pickett with him

They laughed the entire time

The traveler ended up tripping during it, which tripped the champion

They still kept laughing even on the ground

The champion won

Hyrule:

Superstition by Stevie wonder

Idk it just… it’s fun and bouncy and fits him to me

I think he’d have fun with this one.

The champion and the vet sat back laughing at him and cheering him on

Warriors:

On the floor by Jenifer Lopez, just cause I think it’d be funny

He’d also EAT

Also it was between this or Maneater, so whichever you like more. I won’t Link that one tho bc there’s already a ton here.

Four:

He split and the colors did Everybody (Backstreet’s Back) by the Backstreet Boys

They had SO much fun with this y’all

Just imagine it.

From left to right, Green, Vio, Red and Blue

Blue took it so seriously. Vio won tho.

Legend:

TikTok by Kesha

I just think he’d eat at it

That’s what most of these are—I just think they’d do well at it, or they’d have fun.

He got the max amount of stars on this.

Bonus!!! Ravio!:

Asereje (the ketchup song)

This is mainly inspired by art I saw by @sraksha of ravio dancing to the ketchup song. I saw it and I couldn’t get it out of my head to get another idea. It just had to be the one.

Also it’s just SO FUN I love this dance. Me and my cousin had so much fun doing this.

He made the vet do it with him

He obliged(very reluctantly)

[beetled-juice]

Beetlejuice offering to put on some music to help "set the mood" while you drag him to your bedroom, and while you don't really care either way, you're happy to let him do something he thinks is romantic.

The first few songs play out while you're busy stripping each other, clothes landing in a pile on the floor in between fervent kisses. They barely register in your brain, especially since the music seems kind of quiet, and he easily distracts you by pulling you onto the bed after him.

You're both enjoying the chance to touch and tease each other, swapping kisses and squeezing whatever's in reach. Just as you're letting your hand trail down his stomach, however, you hear the very distinct beginning notes of the next song play out. You freeze, clenching your hand into a fist and dropping your forehead onto his shoulder.

"No... is this-"

"Rick Astley's 1987 hit 'Never Gonna Give You Up', which now has over 1.4 billion views on YouTube? Yes, yes it is ♡." At your grimace, he let out a booming cackle that echoed off the walls of your room.

"Alright, we're done here," you sigh, rolling away to sit up on the edge of the bed. You narrowly dodge his flailing outstretched hands, and bend over to pick up your shirt.

"Aw babes, come on! You know, that song played straight from my heart! I would never give you u- oof," he said, his sentence interrupted by the striped pants you threw at his head. As you walked out the bedroom door, he laid back down on the bed, loudly singing along in the hopes of wooing you back into bed with him.

(it didn't work.)

[hellsite-hall-of-fame]

'tis me, very specific anon with yet another question(yes i have no schedule for this)

question #2: did you ever have a dream regarding this blog? if so, what was it about?

-very specific anon

hello very specific anon!!

so unfortunately I have not ever had a dream about this blog, or about Tumblr in general (that I can remember at least)

but! I sincerely wish I had…. so i’m creating one :)

(tbh this dream legitimately could’ve happened and i’m just so bad at remembering them it moved from my subconscious to my conscious and that’s how i’m making it now…?idk)

anyways, enjoy :)

-

i’m on my phone scrolling, checking notifications, etc. when I notice an ask, that’s simply a youtube link. I obviously open the link, excitedly expecting a rickroll of some sort and I am correct!

the “never gonna give you up” music video starts playing! but as I go to start to exit the app, something changes…

the music starts to fade away while rick’s voice slowly begins to get louder…more life like.

I try to close the app but it’s frozen, and the screen starts to fade to black…. expect for rick’s face.

when the song finally ends, my entire phone crashes. as i’m anxiously trying to turn it back on, the song starts again…except for the voice sounds like it’s directly behind me.

I turn around….. and a tiny phone sized rick astley is on the ground, dancing his heart out.

turns out- I had now acquired a genie/loyal companion for life in rick astley form, that i’m now stuck with…because he’s never gonna give me up :)

[yukidragon]

Hey Yuki, I was thinking about this the other day and it would be hilarious for Jack to stumble upon Rick Astley’s ‘Never to Give You Up’ and start singing along to it before his Sunshine looks back at him with a quiet terror because of the Internet. (Bonus points if he starts to troll them with the song and also, ‘Together Forever’ sound like a happy ending for Jack and his Sunshine)

Pffffff, that it's very fitting, especially since "Never Gonna Give You Up" and "Together Forever" are part of Jack's official spotify playlist. Sadly, it was released in 1987 and 1988 respectively so he died before he could listen to them during his lifetime. Alas. I'm sure [Redacted] would've loved listening to them.

So that gives me the image of Jack doing chores around the apartment, listening to an oldies station on the radio that specializes in 80's era music, and "Never Gonna Give You Up" comes on. He hums along, swaying to the beat, maybe singing along to the lyrics a little, since it's such a catchy song, and it really speaks to him.

Alice in the living room vaguely hears the Rick Roll song through her headphones and checks what tab on her computer is playing it, doing work of her own on her laptop. It's then that she takes her headphones off and realizes Jack is listening to the song unironically. He looks so cheerful about it too.

There's a moment where Alice just has to stare at him bobbing to the beat in the kitchen, the gears in her mind locked up for a moment between flashbacks of the internet pranks and accepting, yeah, Jack would like that kind of song, wouldn't he? He's from the 80's after all.

...This isn't going to be a regular thing, right?

At the same time it makes Alice wonder how Jack would react to being rick rolled and... she just can't resist. She starts snickering and loads up some webpages in preparation and brings her laptop into the kitchen.

Jack, naturally, is delighted Alice wants to join him. Oh? The song? It's catchy isn't it? Yeah, he likes it a lot! He could listen to it all day. It's almost disappointing for him when it comes to an end.

Alice feigns innocence and says that she wanted to show him something she found on her laptop.

Jack, ever eager to engage in his sunshine's interests, turns off the radio and looks at the webpage - something harmless like a link to a recipe. Oh, Alice wants him to check this out? Sure he'll-

Suddenly the song starts and Jack jumps a little as the music begins and the video plays. Then there's excitement! Oh, it's the song! Alice found it for him. The music video is pretty cool too. He watches it with unironic enjoyment, happy as can be.

Alice takes pleasure in his happiness, but that doesn't deter her from her mischief. When the song is over Jack wonders why the link brought him to the video instead of a recipe. He's still not used to computers or the internet and has needed her help to catch up with that technology. He's quick to learn, but there's still a lot that he doesn't know.

Alice shrugs noncommittally and suggests he try the link again. It leads to the song, of course. Jack chuckles a bit, but pauses the video this time. He can listen to it later. He wants to help his sunshine now.

Strange. Why does the link not work? Jack wonders. He clicked it like he was supposed to. He asks Alice if he did anything wrong, and she says nope. Maybe he should try another link, she suggests, then directs him to another tab where a link supposedly leads to pictures of kitties.

Again comes the Rick Roll and Jack is even more confused. Again clicking the link results in the same thing. He's wondering if there's something weird going on with the internet.

The next few links do the same thing and Jack is absolutely perplexed. He even checked the link addresses and they all go to different places, yet always he comes back to the video! What's going on?

Of course, Jack is a clever man and very perceptive, especially when it comes to his sunshine. It didn't escape his notice that Alice was snickering and fighting to keep a straight face the entire time, highly amused about something, especially when that video starts to play. Finally he gives her a suspicious look and asks if she has any idea what's going on, his tone making it clear that he knows something is fishy here.

Alice, between giggles, suggests he tries another link. Jack looks at her with a smirk, guessing now that he's being pranked. He says that somehow he has a feeling he knows that this link that claims it leads to an article about llama racing is going to be a lot more musical than advertised.

Jack is just outright looking at Alice as he clicks the link, starting up the song while staring at her, and she can't hold it together, cracking up. He's amused and chuckles along, thinking the humor comes entirely with the prank.

When Alice eventually gets her giggles under control, she does explain the full context of the Rick Roll and what turned the song into a meme. She just gave him a demonstration of it, as all internet newbies fall for it when they first go online.

"Even you, sunspot?"

Alice lets out an overly dramatic sigh coupled with an exaggerated eyeroll. "Wayyyy too many times as a kid. My online friends at the time thought it was funny."

Jack, of course, is a good sport about being pranked by his sunshine. The two of them have a nice chat about it, laugh over it, and Alice even shows him some popular remixes to the song, though he likes the original the best.

By this point, Alice has helped Jack get his own Spotify-equivalent (Stripeify?) account so he can play his favorite 's songs whenever he likes and doesn't have to wait for them to appear in rotation on the radio. It's full of 80's songs mostly, naturally, but there are a couple he found from listening to her playlist that now always remind him of her.

Jack gets also a little more savvy about the internet and meme culture from this. He decides to get a little payback of his own, though not with link misdirects. Instead he suddenly starts humming and singing the song when Alice least expects it. It becomes a bit of an in joke between them.

Jack still loves the song unironically, and sometimes he sings it not to tease Alice, but more as a stealthy promise to her. It's so fitting for their relationship after all. She's so shy about things going further than friendship between them for the longest time, but he'll never give her up, never let her down, and so forth.

In a way, Jack can say all the things that he's thinking of well before things change between them, sneakily masquerading it behind a song that becomes something special between them.

Of course, the song leads Jack into listening to the other songs by Rick Astley. "Together Forever" is another favorite of his for obvious reasons. He and his sunshine will be together forever, never to part... and he'll move heaven and earth to make sure of that.

@channydraws @earthgirlaesthetic @sai-of-the-7-stars @cheriihoney @illary-kore @okamiliqueur

[avocado-writing]

I Know That I Should Let Go, But I Can’t (Pt 2)

Did i co-opt this into being tangerine x goofy!reader part 2? perhaps. am I sorry? maybe.

GN!Reader x Tangerine

Rated: M (CW: Mention of a r/pist, but only in the context of him getting killed)

@honestlywtfisgoingon @white-wolf-buckaroo @felhomaly @sinfulrefugy @venusthepirate @lunarpansexual @wanderedaway @georgiee-riviere @mushywutty @piechans @apieceoffabulousshit @4ng3l-0n-34rth @minjaz @starl1g4t @earth-elemental18 @luhvbot @underratedboogeyman @july-is-summer @vocalvixen20cp @northerngalxy @tangerinesgf​ (thank u mxrisacoulter for the gif!)

St Pancras Station. It gets under his skin, makes him itch. A dread that seeps deep into his bones. It’s a feeling he always has in stations now. He can’t get on trains any more. He hates them. 

Thinking about that job, that fucking job, his neck begins to throb. The deep scar there that his eyes will always be drawn to whenever he looks in the mirror. 

Involuntary, his hand goes to it. Fucking stop it, he tells himself. 

He doesn’t. 

Lemon sticks close to him through the crowd, silently being someone who’s there to support him. Lemon knows how he feels without having to ask about it. He’s never been so glad for his brother’s ability to read people.

Target should be making the drop-off here. No trains involved, their handler promised. Tangerine is trying to concentrate on his breathing and not the throng of bodies that bustle past him as he walks through the station.

He hates this. Hates it.

Then he hears the piano.

Usually he thinks the people who play the public instruments at train stations are pricks, but there’s something about this time that gives him pause.

“Do you hear that?” he asks Lemon, stopping in the middle of the crowd. An elderly woman behind him tuts loudly and makes a show of shuffling around.

“What, the piano?” Lemon asks, confused. 

“No, the sound of that old bitch getting annoyed with me,” he says, nodding at the lady who just went by, “of course the fucking piano.”

Lemon listens. It doesn’t seem to mean much to him, but it does to Tangerine - it’s that song. The one you mentioned the last time they met.

And before Lemon can stop him, Tangerine’s on the warpath.

He’s not seen you since that night and he doesn’t like it. He’d spent a while looking at that fortune-teller with your number scrawled inside it, trying to work out if it was something that he wanted to pursue. It could be dangerous. He didn’t really know the first thing about you.

Then again, he’s a hitman. So he fired off the message and waited.

Got to give you credit for the most creative way I’ve ever gotten someone’s number.

Didn’t need to wait for long.

Yeah, I’m sure you’re gonna tell me you’re batting them off left and right, aren’t you? ;)

And so the two of you had started chatting. About asinine things, the weather, the sports. He wasn’t surprised to find you were just as silly over text as you were in real life. He enjoys them, your little conversations - he always smiles to himself when he sees your name appear on his phone screen.

He eventually got the nerve to ask you out for a drink one night. He swore he wasn’t watching his phone for your reply like some teenage girl, but he did practically jump to open your chat when he saw you’d messaged back.

I can’t tonight. Haven’t you seen the news? /:

The last word was hyperlinked. Probably to an article or something.

When he clicked it and Rick Astley’s Never Gonna Give You Up started to play on YouTube, he actually launched his phone across the room. 

By the time he fished his SIM card out of the pile of scrap and clicked it into a new phone, you’d sent a follow up message.

I really am in the middle of something.

There was a picture attached. He readied himself for it to be a picture of Rick Astley, but it was actually of you that time. You were using a photo filter which had given you bunny ears while you waved at the camera using someone’s dismembered hand. In the background Tangerine could see a man clutching his own bloody stump mid-scream.

Charming. What did he do?

Almost immediate:

Rapist. Cunt blrrding iut.

*bleeding out. Sorrt. Blood on kryboard :(

He’d smiled at that. Yeah, he’d been there himself.

And now? He’s racing through the station with Lemon on his heels, and there you are. At the piano. Singing loudly and surprisingly tunefully, filling the area with music. As he approaches you finally clock him, and with a grin you change what you’re playing from that old pop song to the Imperial March. 

Tangerine rolls his eyes and you burst into giggles. Lemon groans when he sees who it is.

“Fucksake, not this again,” he sighs. You give him a friendly wave.

“Alright, Lem?”

“Worse now you’re here,” he states. You pull an exaggeratedly sad face. 

“You don’t mean that.”

“I do.”

“You’re good at playing that,” Tangerine interrupts, nodding at the piano. You smile.

“Thanks. One of my hidden talents. I’m glad you turned up, though. It was my third time playing that song. I think the coffee wankers were getting impatient.”

You nod over to the queue outside the chain café, where there seems to be a general feeling of relief that you’ve stopped. Tangerine watches the look of dissatisfaction on your face at that, and how when you go to play it for the fourth time, you light up at their annoyance.

He doesn't question how you knew they’d be there. 

“How did your job go the other night?”

“From the selfie?”

Tangerine sees the way Lemon raises his eyebrows and aptly chooses to ignore it.

“Yeah.”

“Oh, yeah, fine. I made him give his own severed hand a high five,” you snort. Your face darkens for a moment, and you misplay a chord. Tangerine thinks it’s the most serious he’s ever seen you. “That’s what you get for being a fucking rapist.”

Tangerine wonders if he should say anything. He wants to reach out and put a hand on your shoulder. Ground you, the way you’re grounding him in the middle of this busy station. But all too soon you’re smiling again.

“What are you boys here for then?”

“Hand-off. Interception,” Tangerine states. 

“Don’t fucking say that!” Lemon says, throwing his hands into the air in exasperation. Tangerine frowns. His brother is right, he shouldn’t have said that. You catch him off-guard.

Your grin is practically Cheshire-cat wide. 

“What a coincidence! Me too!”

“Are you here to fucking steal this from us again?”

“Maybe. Add it to my list of interests. ‘Irritating you two’ along with ‘long walks on the beach’ and ‘interior decorating’,” you chuckle.

“Why, you into all that cliché shite then?”

“Depends.”

“On?”

“Are you?”

His heart skips a beat when you look up from the piano and into his eyes. He’s never really noticed the colour of your eyes before. They’re… nice.

“Shit!” Lemon says, grabbing his brother’s sleeve, “Our guy’s on the move.”

A man is striding through the station, a heavy-looking gym bag on him. Tangerine recognises his face from their mission assignment.

And then you’re up, speeding past them, laughing.

“Last one there’s a rotten egg!” you shout over your shoulder. The mark notices you speeding after him and starts to run.

“Fuck me,” Lemon sighs, “you know how to pick them, don’t you?”

Tangerine rather thinks he does. Because, now he’s seen you, the fact he’s in a station isn’t bothering him any more.

[7grandmel]

Todays rip: 18/02/2024

Mad Mew Mew Becoming Uncanny

Season 6 Featured on: SiIvaGunner's Highest Quality Rips: Volume DQ

Ripped by The Green Spy

Requested by xinos! (Discord)

LORD, where to even begin with this one? I mean, a lot of times when I cover well-known rips on this blog, ones that continue to get references and tributes made within the channel itself, its typically rips from early on in the channel's life. Mii Favorite Things, Ripping Video Game Music​.​.​.​.​.​.​At Night, THE NEW TEAM 10 FORT​!​!​! [Francis Flow: Original Mix] - all of these play part in or started a sort of ecosystem of paying forward respect to rips from the channels past, with these examples being from Season 1, 2 and 3 respectively. Yet seemingly through its sheer quality and variety alone, Mad Mew Mew Becoming Uncanny has become a modern classic on the channel despite being barely a year old, referenced in several rips since and with two direct tributes made during Season 7. How the hell did this happen??

I was thinking of this rip a fair bit whilst I was writing the post on Corridors of Vine, wherein I tossed around some thoughts on just how memes grow and evolve overtime. A lot of memes have a very linear and predictable lifespan correlating to just how overexposed internet users get to them, how long it takes before the joke stops being funny from derivative edits and low-effort uses. Yet we're currently in an internet age where far more platforms with unique features and cultures are all in mainstream circulation at the same time, each one finding new bizarre ways to pump extended life into memes as they would've otherwise fallen out of style. TikTok Duets and stitches, the captioned GIFs on iFunny as saved and spread like wildfire through Discord's GIF keyboard, Twitter's quote retweeting, Redditors' thirst for upvotes making them an easy target for all of the above platforms, and of course YouTube channels like SiIvaGunner itself constantly finding new and surprising ways to edit memes in hope of ending up in users' recommended feeds. And when one of these platforms finds a new way to twist a meme, the rest are soon to follow in its footsteps.

What I'm saying is - tracing the growth of memes made in recent times is an immensely interesting experience for just how many hoops they seem to jump through. A meme like "Super Idol" was one I'd never heard of until it started appearing on SiIvaGunner, because the joke itself is so baked into the culture of TikTok: A clip of a pop song cover with an eye-catching beginning and photogenic singer, with an addictive melodic hook and a silly "twist" of an ending. This one little section of the current internet grew its own meme, raised it through the unique features and community of TikTok itself, and soon enough it was everywhere for just a short while. There's a similarly interesting story to follow with Mr Incredible Becoming Uncanny: an innocuous showcase of AI technology on Twitter grew to be adopted into the most rote-basic "thing good/thing bad" meme template possible, before finding new life on TikTok with a seemingly endless pool of new degrees of Canniness added to the original Twitter joke. By now, its as if we're in the 9th layer of irony with these edits (SiIva itself has a YouTube Short that showcases just how deep in the sauce we are) and I genuinely cannot get enough of it.

Those are just two examples of how bizarrely memes seem to be growing and evolving these days, yet even without that explanation of it all I think it's something a lot of us have sort of become...subconsciously aware of. In my eyes, it's that knowledge, the experience of having seen these memes come and go in popularity in so many different ways, that makes Mad Mew Mew Becoming Uncanny such a delight to experience. The two Frankenstein-ian memes I used as examples here, juxtaposed with the enduring icon of meme culture in Rick Astley's Never Gonna Give You Up, effectively assault your senses in a YTPMV made out of pure gold. That is, of course, to be expected from The Green Spy - a ripper who seems content in remaining anonymous yet has been putting out some of the densest YTPMVs I've ever seen on the channel as of late, such as (YTPMV) Bob​-​Omb Battlesources.

The quality of the original Mad Mew Mew certainly help the rip stick with you, yet its really the sheer pace and silliness of the visuals that make the rip unforgettable. Uncanny Mr Incredible practically bursting into the rip out of nowhere five seconds in, the edit of Tian Yiming himself being made uncanny at the end of his section, we in the audience being called out for our canniness, the tenth layer of irony being applied with an Uncanny meme being applied to the very jokes used by the SiIvaGunner team themselves, and even a brief segment paying tribute to VTuber Ina'nis Ninomae...whose birthday this rip was apparently part of as a larger event?

It's a whole bunch of sources, a concoction of shitposting from times of old and new, intent both ironic and genuine - an experience that's as memorable and catchy as it is deeply hilarious to watch. It may be due to my lack of knowledge with VTubers in general, but I hardly remembered this rip as being part of Ina'nis Ninomae's birthday, it alone stood so tall as to eclipse the event itself in legacy. Visuals, jokes, energy, quality, and catchiness - Mad Mew Mew Becoming Uncanny was the perfect storm to leave an unmistakable impression on the channel. The 100K viewcount appears relatively modest when compared to other hits on the channel, and yet, it feels as if every SiIvaGunner fan of today *has* to have heard of this rip; or if nothing else, heard it referenced someplace else. The Green Spy demonstrates time and time again the power that high quality YTPMV holds, and struck absolute gold with Mad Mew Mew Becoming Uncanny, a mess of noise that...still somehow manages to spark so many thoughts out of me.

[imagine-little-things]

What's cookin? | Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw

Just imagine... Bradley x wife!reader (I'm sorry the gif is not perfect... just ignore the 200 boys and girls in the background)

Cooking can be so boring. Some days you stand in the kitchen, chop your veggies and stir your pasta. You put the sauce in a pan and wait for it to heat up. These are the nights where you just hang in your thoughts and wait until it’s all done so you can finally eat and stop that grumbling in your stomach. Not so when your husband is around though…

Bradley just came home from work and hopped under the shower. That’s something he always does first thing when he comes home, which you really appreciate. That man can sure be smelly after a hard day of training, flight exercises and aircraft fixing. Anyways, as you hang in your thoughts again, already having started on dinner, you can suddenly hear your boom box getting connected to a phone. A smile creeps onto your lips because you exactly know what’s about to come.

Soft music starts playing in the background as Bradley walks down the stairs, a big smile on his face. “What’s cookin good lookin?” He asks with that cocky smirk that always makes you giggle when it comes along with a weird pick-up line. “Well not much yet lieutenant, I’m still on chopping.” You say and smile widely. With a chuckle he walks over to you, eyeing you up and down. “Mmh well then mrs. Bradshaw, I’m sure you won’t mind if I do this.” He says and wraps his arms around your waist from behind, pulling you flat against his back. “No, I think I don’t mind at all.” You say with a gentle smile on your lips. “Good. Cause this is just the beginning.” He says softly, almost whispering in your ear.

His hands slowly move forward on your arms, making their way to your hands where he makes you lay down the knife you are holding. As he does so you can feel his lips slowly trailing down your neck, his mustache tickling you which makes you giggle softly. With a chuckle Bradley pulls back and makes you spin around to face him slowly. “We could make this cooking session here much more interesting you know?” He smirks down at you and winks, just like he always does when he’s in that flirty mood. “Oh, can we? And how do you want to make this more interesting my love?” You ask, not noticing how the song is actually coming to an end. Suddenly there it is…

The beat drops and one of Bradley’s favorite happy songs starts to blast through the kitchen. Rick Astley’s voice starts to echo through your house and with his also your husband’s. “Never gonna give you up! Never gonna let you down!” Bradley grabs your hands and makes you move around, probably moving your arms around like a lost chicken. “Cmon honey! Sing with me!” He calls over the loud music, making you laugh as you start to match your movements with his, if that’s even possible. You wait for the best moment to get into the song. His smile couldn’t be wider in that exact moment.

You both sing and dance along to this song, almost forgetting about dinner. But let’s be honest, both of you couldn’t care less about that right now. You and your husband just share a moment of pure happiness. No worries, no bad vibes, just living the moment. No matter how hard Bradley’s day was, he always wants to make sure that he could make the most of your evening. The handsome lieutenant that uses to be so hard and stern all day is now dancing and singing in your shared kitchen, making you now also smile wider than you probably ever did. How could you not be in love with this man? He is for real the best thing that has ever happened to you and he reminds you of that over and over again.

[things-about-cars-in-posts]

favorite band/artist?

Sheesh. Complicated one.

You see, my music tastes are, to put it mildly, rather varied. I think it showed in my music recommendation post and the post that further explored one of those artists, but to further illustrate, my library includes:

Earth, Wind & Fire

New Kids On The Block's Jordan Knight's first solo single

Dubstep band Hadouken!’s Lana Del Rey cover

A mashup of Wham! and a fishing anime

A Japanese bilingual melodic punk rock band's two songs about bowling

80s remixes of Justin Bieber songs

A Japanese "punk ska and melodic hardcore band"'s cover of Scatman’s World

A 140+ song Beatles remix collection, featuring such gems as "Octopus's 3D Garden", "I Saw Her Yankin' There" and "Help!" (suspicious)

A eurobeat female duo of rotating Italian and British members’ Abracadabra-sampling track about falling in love with a banana

A remix of Azumanga Daioh’s Sata Andagi scene I retrieved from a porn site reupload

Moldovan folk punk band and folk musician duo’s collab about celebrating the reopening of a railroad

The soundtrack of Pictionary for the NES

A mashup of AVICII, Rick Astley and Chumbawumba

An 80s pop Linkin Park remix

Black Sabbath covers by The Cardigans (of Lovefool fame)

JT's solo debut

A Flock Of Seagulls (of I Ran (So Far Away) fame)

One (1) DJ Khaled song

A 2011 My Little Pony-themed song by then commentary youtuber

(And I beg each and every one of the people who read this list and thought "Okay that one cannot possibly be good" to hop in my askbox and allow me to prove them wrong.)

But let's go through bands and artists I've not posted about before.

Two Door Cinema Club Just out of statistics. I can prove I played I Can Talk over a hundred times and I can tell you any number under two hundred is underselling it. There is genuinely some problem with my brain that that intro slots into perfectly.

Oh also all the rest of their first album this comes from is this great too, and if you ask me what a perfect album sounds like I will tell you it's not that far off their second album.

OK Go Now, I like the music. Actually, I'd left my two guitars alone for years until an easy OK Go song made me think "Oh, maybe I can play this" and realize that rather than -as I had prior- just play the music I'd been taught I could actually teach myself to play the music I was listening to, which snowballed into playing more OK Go songs and then it expanded and now I have a ukulele, a bass, a third guitar I need to merge with that bass (it's complicated), a fourth "guitar" (it's complicated) on the way, a Casio calculator/synth (it's complicated), a melodica, a launchpad and a kazoo. Whoops. But really, all you need to be sold on OK Go is see two of their videos. One to find out what they're like (and you're already good on that front because you have visited the internet ever and have thus seen Here It Goes Again aka "The Treadmill Video" aka what when posted to YouTube upon its CEO begging them became the biggest video of all time) and another to find out that no the first one was not a one-off fluke. I am serious, go click that link, it takes you to a playlist of their videos and each one is crazier than the last. I mean they played a song with a car. A song. That has a guitar solo. With a car. Have you seen the name of this channel.

Ah, right, the name of this channel. I guess I have to say a thing about that car now. Uhhh this video was sponsored by Chevrolet to promote the Aveo which, despite being badged as a Chevrolet, like many of the more Europe-oriented Chevrolets was made by the automotive branch of Daewoo, brand General Motors picked up after the Daewoo conglomerate (then the second largest in South-Korea which may as well be called Samsungland) went bankrupt in '99 over almost $90B modern dollars in debt. Its founder Kim Woo-chong (because Lord knows the "woo" in Daewoo did not stand for "woo what a great car") earned a ten year sentence, but I feel they focused too much on the wrong guy. The REAL criminal is whoever penned Daewoo cars.

A good person doesn't do this on purpose.

Owl City I have too few of his songs, but I absolutely love how comically upbeat he is. He is so precious. If c: walked this Earth. I mean "Golf and alcohol don't mix and that's why I don't drink and drive / Because, good grief, I'd knock out my teeth and have to kiss my smile goodbye". Protect this man at all costs. Also one time I saw the Fireflies video after what must have been a good decade and you know when you feel near crying? I adored that song when I was a kid and I was right.

Liquido European one-hit wonders - and not even "people know them just for one song", not even "people don't know them and just know the song"; I found you can tell people the name of their hit and they won't know what you're talking about. But hum the riff and infallibly, invariably any single person in my country (and, in my limited experience, the rest of Europe) will go "Ooooooh, that one". And to be fair, those guys did stumble on one of the most memorable riffs in modern history.

Not saying this is a hidden gem of a band, I am sure some bigger music nerd would stamp a big fat "SEEN BEFORE" on all their stuff, beyond some enjoyable splashes of "I wonder how much of this is them leaning into it" cheese (yes, even more than that video) - but I've still got their whole discography including all the B-sides, because to me, so what? It's good music and I'll treat it like it. What's the point of praising "groundbreaking", "genre defining" works and then glossing over those inhabiting the ground they broke and making the genres they defined? When I eat bread I don't complain that it doesn't innovate or set itself apart from the rest of the genre, so as long as my music doesn't bore me why should those be problems there? I feel like people have a problem in general separating their enjoyment of a work from its artistic merit. I'm digressing.

The Beatles If you ask me "What's your favorite number of pant legs?" I'm not going to answer five because two would be cliché.

And now we get to the final answer, the real answer, in such a league of its own it deserves to be separated from the rest via a Read More.

I lied, this is under a Read More because it's an entire fucking dissertation. Your fault for asking.

Caparezza I've spent well over a decade of my life mulling over his lyrics to the point me and my ex-flatmate played this game where she told me a random word and I'd try to find it in his lyrics (e.g. the first word of your ask, "favorite", was used in the second verse of the sixteenth track of his sixth album, yes I am neurodivergent why do you ask), and still it happens that as I am going through my everyday life I happen to accrue some information and slam my forehead going "Oh my God THAT'S what he meant there". His songs are more layered, more deep, more thoughtful, more cutting, more witty, more clever than most prose you see around and still he manages to play with his words and rhymes with incredible dexterity.

Take his last record, Exuvia - actually, take the previous record Exuvia picks up from, Prisoner 709:

Its name not only introduces the theme of imprisonment, but also of dilemmas and juxtapositions, since the prisoner's number, 709, stands for the dilemma about the number of the record: it's the 7th in his discography as Caparezza, but the 9th if one also counts the two shit records he made under his previous name Mikimix (we don't talk about those). Its tracklist, indeed, while being as typical for him incredibly varied in topics (from religions to his affinity with Ludwig II of Bavaria to "I'm not [x], BUT-" types) is arranged as chapters of a journey through an imprisonment (The Crime, The Punishment, The Weight, The Psychologist, The Letter, The Visit, The Yard Time, The Torture, The Revolt, The Guard, The Infirmary, The Window, The Evasion, The Hiding) and associated to dilemmas - for instance, as the record is about his feeling imprisoned in his body and in his role, the first song -and first chapter, The Crime- is indeed Prosopagnosia (i.e. face blindness), a track about him no longer recognizing himself in the artistic reputation he built himself, with the dilemma being between "Michele", his name, and "Caparezza", his rap name. Oh, and if you also want a taste of the impressive wordplay, well, count the letters of those two names. Yep. Every single one of the 16 tracks is a dilemma is between a 7 letter word and a 9 letter word. Because of course it is.

So now, let's get to the last record, Exuvia.

Nah, the pop-up edition's cover fucks way harder.

That's more like it.

Exuvia is the exoskeletal remains left behind by ecdysozoans after ecdysis, i.e. when creatures like insects and crustaceans develop a new exoskeleton and crawl out of their old one, as this record starts from his escaping from the anguish compounded through all his previous records and through a deep analysis of his past, his self, his surroundings, his fate, condensing it all and moving on to a new self, a new birth, a new shell. (Understand how I feel when people say the greatest rapper of all time is one whose greatest record is called "Damn" because the songs made him go "Damn" and whose biggest song is "Biggie Smalls' Juicy but this time about me".)

Well, in the second track of it, about running away from the dire situation of hatred, decay and persecution described in the first track, he says, and I paraphrase,

I give it all up, I'm dying, I retreat - Caporetto plus Waterloo Dripping and smelling like my head was in a station's toilet- oh.

introducing the desperation and hopelessness of military defeats and immediately following it up with an image whose comedic nature makes a contrast so stark as to surprise even him while still, being a reference to the military's hazing and bullying, latching back to the line before. While the prose I represent it with is deliberately poor, the concept behind the words is brilliant enough that it would be a good line if it didn't rhyme at all. And yet the original lines rhyme for twenty syllables. TWENTY.

Thing is, you can be as clever as you want, but the underlying music, you know, it can't be clever, it can just be good or bad. One would think. And yet the music is not just good but full of clever, witty samples and ideas that don't just reinforce the track's mood but tie the instrumental inextricably into the lyrics' themes, like Larsen (the track about his tinnitus, which he calls by audio feedback's technical name of Larsen effect) using high-pitched synths and emphasizing cymbals, Prisoner 709's title track being 79bpm (I wager 709bpm was a bit non-doable), House Credibility's instrumental featuring intercom buzz and cowbells reminiscent of cookware, or, well, everything in Exuvia's second single. See, that song is about the choice he faces between the story of Beethoven, who despite all his challenges kept devoting himself to music until the day he died, or that of Mark Hollis, lead of Talk Talk, who despite all the fame peaced out to focus on his private life - and the entire instrumental is devoted to that concept: the verses' reference Für Elise, the chorus Such A Shame, and the bridge I Believe In You; and when you tun into the background choirs you find they are rhythmically repeating "I don't know".

You start to get a clue why there's three years between his records.

So if his songs are so fucking good, why is he not famous? Well, he is! Except for his first album which no one really noticed (fairly so in my opinion - while I like a few songs I feel he really got going in his second one), the following records did really well for someone with such dense content: his third record has been certified gold! And all the others platinum. Some twice. Never since the first one did a record of his peak under 5 in the charts, and he's got 8 gold singles, 3 platinums and a double platinum. And don't get me started on the shows.

(That's me in the background!) Hell, he's even been on the cover of Billboard! So why've you never heard of him? Well, see the word next to Billboard.

Yep. The man, Michele Salvemini, is an Italian born and raised and, like any proper Italian, doesn't speak a whole lot of English, so pretty much all the English you'll hear in his music are the handful of English features, like Michael Franti, DMC (!) and Spandau Ballet's Tony Hadley, with which he made a song about Italy's emigration crisis.

Emigration that is also internal, from the underdeveloped, falling aparty and criminality-run south of Italy to where all the industries are, the richer and we-pretend-it's-not-criminality-run north. And since he's from Apulia, Italy's heel (his rap name in fact means "curly head" in Apulian dialect), he's made a song about its woes too, featuring the music of the tarantella, Apulia's traditional dance. (I don't know why y'all add an A in front. It's fucking "Puglia", y'all.) Here's an imperfect translation with a couple of helpful explainers to the asterisked terms over in the video's description.

It depresses me every time I think about it that all the English speakers I know will never be able to fully appreciate his lyrical brilliance. But oh well. At least y'all can appreciate the music... so fuck it, have that song whose music I yapped about so much. You'll hear the choirs in the background say "non so" (I don't know)... and a bunch more Italian words (translated here for those on desktop who want to follow along).

Links in blue are posts of mine about the topic in question - if you liked this post, you might like those!

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20 questions for fic writers

tagged by @thecasualauthor18 ; thank you!

1. How many works do you have on ao3?

it looks like i've got 77 right now

2.  What's your total AO3 word count?

180,976

3. What fandoms do you write for?

most of it is marvel and star wars, have a modest collection for the peacemaker tv series, and then side trips into other things!

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

this might be all i ever wanted (all i ever wanted to happen to me) — 226 kudos

whatever happens (happens to the both of us) — 172 kudos

we've come a long, long way together — 171 kudos

why don't you close your eyes and reinvent me — 170 kudos

feeling's running straight to my bones — 132 kudos

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

i really need to get better about this, because i have been slacking bad lol; i love each and every one and appreciate them so, so much, but i get flustered and then i forget to reply and i'm a hot mess ghfdjks

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

i think i tend to favor open/ambiguous endings, more than outright angsty ones? probably almost paradise, though; the one time i acknowledged mcu gamora died and she was still dead at the end of this, so that was depressing by my standards. also my two canon compliant rogue one fics because i mean... gestures to what canon compliant means.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

obviously that time rick astley saved the world in that fic of mine from 2009.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

shoutout to that one weirdo who left me anon hate over... checks notes... carol danvers and jessica drew kissing. i even had to report that to ao3 because it was legit harassment, and for what.

9. Do you write smut. If so, what kind?

i did a calculation recently and like 2/3 of the fics i've published in the past two years have been smut. oops.

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

i do love inventing ships out of nothing and making you all see my vision — so while a lot of what i've published on that front has been confined to comic characters who've never interacted before, i do have more in my head.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

not that i'm aware of......

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

yes! anything that's worth my love (is worth the fight) was translated into chinese, and that's still, like, the neatest thing that's ever happened to me.

13. Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

i've played around with sharing universes with friends and swapping ideas! and a couple of co-written series we dabbled in.

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

honestly? yeah, it's rebelcaptain. straight up. what you've all witnessed this year is the culmination of 1) my pandemic character arc of having zero shame of what i fling to my ao3 account anymore, and 2) that particular pandora's box getting reopened thanks to andor getting released at the end of last year because being insane about them has lived in me like a sleeper agent since 2016.

15. What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

ugh unfortunately the marvel cosmic star wars au will probably never get done

16. What are your writing strengths?

getting into character's heads and having the reader experience their emotions, maybe? idk maybe tension between characters, sexual or otherwise? maybe smut? maybe humor?

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

i hate titles so much. hate hate HATE. song lyrics are my life hack for that.

also what is a plot

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

if i don't know the language, i'm not confident i'm going to get it right, so i usually just take the comics approach of < words go here > if this ever comes up.

19. First Fandom you wrote for?

i wrote some unhinged star wars prequels (specifically anidala) fics in high school, and i also started writing unhinged matrix fics around that time. no, none of you will see any of those.

20. Favorite fic you've ever written?

keep whatever it is (that's compelling you on) — because it's the culmination of a story that had lived in my head for years but i didn't think i was skilled enough to carry out, so i was proud i finally wrote it

Going On An Adventure 🧜‍♂️ by peaceluvr69 — is my comedic magnum opus tbh and i made myself laugh stupid the entire time i was writing it, so that has to count for something

here's hoping we collide — i really do genuinely love how this story turned out 🥹 to the point that i actually keep thinking about making a branch universe off of this to give that jyn and that cassian from five years prior to rogue one more chances to know each other and also be... prickly little assholes in a funny way, because they're funny. i imagine the hell they'd raise together and it warms my heart.

tagging (no pressure!): @quarantineddreamer ; @frostbitepandaaaaa ; @sgtjamesrogers ; @ezracomehome ; @luciechat ; @rebelrainfall

[quodekash]

Okay I’ve seen some stuff recently on fancasting Apollo as yung gravy, and I’m here to tell you why that’s wrong. And specifically here cos I have no social media other than this so… yeah. Real quick disclaimer, idk like anything about Yung Gravy other than one video my sister showed me (and I couldn’t even finish it cos it was a ripoff rickroll or something and I both ironically and unironically love that song so it felt like a huge insult), so it’s entirely possible that all these points are complete garbage and I wasted time typing them out for no reason, but anyway.

Without further ado, I present…

WHY APOLLO SHOULDNT BE PLAYED BY YUNG GRAVY (or rly any celebrity tbh):

The name yung gravy feels racist and the only race apollo would discriminate against is the human race as a whole

He usually takes form of a young (16/17) attractive guy with tanned skin and sun-washed hair. Yung gravy applies to none of those descriptors

He’s probably a terrible actor

He’s probably a terrible person who won’t treat any of the other actors or directors or camera people well

Apollo is actually genuinely supposed to be amazing at music. His voice is beautiful. He mastered the lyre as soon as it was given to him. He can probably play violin AND bagpipes. Anything to do with music, apollo knows what it is. I’ve only heard one song of Yung Gravy, so idk if he applies to this one or not, but what I heard wasn’t very promising.

The song I heard was some ripoff of never gonna give you up?? Apollo wouldn’t do that, he would genuinely like and appreciate Rick Astley’s work and you can’t convince me otherwise. He probably rickrolls all the gods all the time. He wouldn’t change the lyrics to make it seem like he’d come up with it, he’d just say like “I whispered this song into Rick Astley’s ears so it’s technically my song but he wouldn’t give me credits” or something

Apollo is the god of: music, poetry, prophecy, archery, plague, healing, the sun, and probably other stuff I can’t think of. Do you reckon yung gravy would genuinely be the god - the literal face - of most of those things? Cos I don’t.

How is that the man that gave us will solace? That’s my entire point.

Apollo wouldn’t walk around as a celebrity. I know it makes sense that he would, but think about it. He’d want full credit for his looks. According to Thalia (who canonically doesn’t feel attraction/feels very little attraction to anyone), he’s hot. So if she says it, I flipping believe her man. He wouldn’t just walk around as some well-known guy. Sure, he’d take inspiration from a lot of attractive people, but he wouldn’t tell anyone that that, he wouldn’t blatantly walk around as them, he’s too self-cantered for that. He doesn’t think anyone is anywhere near as good / attractive / ANYTHING as him.

Something is telling me Yung Gravy wouldn’t have the ability to go through character development, especially not as dramatically as Apollo did while he was Lester

And finally: I don’t want Yung Gravy to be my dad. Thank you for coming to my Ted talk.

this is a (friendly) debate now I’ve decided. If you somehow still think Yung Gravy should be apollo in the pjo show, I will provide a rebuttal against your reasons.

[ratcatcher0325]

Alexander I have a dare. While Natalie is busy cleaning in the kitchen. Walk over to a device. Go to youtube or spotify and play the the song 'Never gonna give you up' by Rick Astley on FULL BLAST.

Wait and see her reaction

My, my, Anon. I LOVE the way your brain works. Now I have absolutely no idea why you recommended that seemingly very specific song... Is it particularly annoying? In any case, this sounds delightfully mischievous and I would love nothing more than to participate in these devilish schemes. I've happened to land on this ask in the perfect window of opportunity.

You see, as I write this, Natalie is prepping dinner and she's left me on the counter huddled up in one of her hoodies, with the phone propped up for my use, directly beside her (But at a far enough distance from the stove and its potentially dangerous overspill of hot oil and the like). Now. She just so happens to have a Bluetooth speaker which sits on the other side of the stove, to her right. All I have to do is connect to the speaker and follow your detailed instructions. Join me on this journey of wreaking havoc won’t you?

I shall have to go about this carefully. You see, Natalie has a propensity to drone on and on about banal things like what temperature to heat a pan at to brown butter and how a chef’s best tool is her sense of smell. I’m doing my level best to nod and murmur something often enough that she thinks I’m listening. As I’m sure you already know, she’s a very nosy creature and if I seem too preoccupied, she’ll just pluck up the phone from my grasp to see what’s holding my attention. I’m between snippets of feigned conversation, I’m searching for your suggested song…

… and I have it. This guy seems fond of unflattering beige trench coats , hm?

Alright now, final step, I must connect this device to the speaker across the counter. When it syncs with a new device, I’ve noticed it makes a short ping. Well, I don’t want to give myself away now do I? Ah, I see she’s bringing everything to a higher heat, the confection is boiling, now if I just time it with when she next tosses the contents of the pan, I think that’ll create enough sizzle to distract her…. Here we go…

And….It worked!! She just asked me what was making me smirk like that, “it can’t be anything good… you actually look happy!” Were her exact words. I dismissed her with a roll of my eyes. Alright now all I have to do is press play, yes? The volume is maximized. This has better be worth it Anon…. Three, two, one….

Ha ha ha ha!!!! Oh my god! Oh my god, Anon, I wish I could show you the pure bewilderment, the entire five stages of grief this woman experienced within seconds of each other!!! She keeps yelling “Who told you to do that??? Who taught you Rick rolling?!” She’s all flushed and utterly disgruntled! Oh, this made my day! This was priceless. She jumped when it came on! Nearly dropped the pan with all its contents and everything!! I’m actually tearing up, I’m laughing so hard. My ribs hurt! She keeps digging a finger into my chest and mussing my hair but it doesn’t even bother me! Oh, the pure delights of pranking a human!

She went so far as to pluck me up under my arms and pull me right before her eyes, staring me down, she warned me, “You watch yourself little man…. When you least expect it… expect it! I’m getting you back for this!” She’s since put me back down which gave me the chance to finish writing this to you.

Thank you for teaching me the wonders of “Rick rolling” as I believe you call it? That was a true delight. I’m off to have dinner now, while Nat mumbles to herself about her own disbelief in being had. I, myself, feel ten feet tall, at the moment!

Yours in Crime,

Alexander

[blue-matches-my-eyes-you-prick]

Tagged by my telephone admiring bestie @diagnosticswagmanual-5 :]

Last Song Listened To:

Not including the radio which is unfortunately always playing in my day to day life (but if we do that would be Together Forever by Rick Astley) the last song would be A Girl Named Tex by Trocadero. Taking time to appreciate the music in RVB now that it's officially over 🟥🟦

Currently Reading:

The Sun Does Shine: How I Found Life and Freedom on Death Row by Anthony Ray Hinton and also rereading MTMTE and a few book series from my childhood that I never got to finish, Wings of Fire by Sutherland and Pegasus by O'Hearn primarily as of right now

Currently Watching:

Bang Brave Bang Bravern, Predator series, and I'm trying to slip in time for a rvb and Overlord rewatch

Currently Obsessed With:

Customing transformers figures. Dead in the middle of 3 different customs, two of which are recolors plus new headsculpt but the second which is in the middle of what others might consider mild surgical reconstruction but feels big to me. Also a lil obsessed w working on my new cosplay so it will be done in time 4 July :] For short: Robots and arts n crafts

Tagging:

@techromancer1179 @mchi22 @sweetsugarystars @aviatrix-ash anyone who feels like participating :]

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Reminder: Vote based on the song, not the artist or specific recording! The tracks referenced are the original artist, aside from a few rare cases where a cover is the most widely known.

Lyrics, videos, info, and notable covers under the cut. (Spotify playlist available in pinned post)

Never Gonna Give You Up

Written By: Mike Stock, Matt Aitken & Pete Waterman

Artist: Rick Astley

Released: 1987

“Never Gonna Give You Up” is known as the world famous Rick Roll song. The music video, directed by Simon West, finds Astley singing at various west London locales, including an empty club where he gradually inspires a bartender (played by dancer Clive Clarke of the Top of the Pops dance troupe Zoo) to bust a move. Apparently, Clarke had been nursing a serious hangover when his attempt to do a stunt flip went awry, and he landed on his head. Luckily, he wasn’t injured and nailed the stunt on another take. Rick had not originally wanted to create a music video for this song, but he was eventually forced to by the director. The 1987 video was officially uploaded to YouTube on the 24th of October 2009 and has over one billion views as of 2021. Never Gonna Give You Up sheet music is also available for free.

[Intro] Desert you Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Hurt you [Verse 1] We're no strangers to love You know the rules and so do I A full commitment's what I'm thinking of You wouldn't get this from any other guy [Pre-Chorus] I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling Gotta make you understand [Chorus] Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you [Verse 2] We've known each other for so long Your heart's been aching, but you're too shy to say it Inside, we both know what's been going on We know the game, and we're gonna play it [Pre-Chorus] And if you ask me how I'm feeling Don't tell me you're too blind to see [Chorus] Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you [Post-Chorus] Ooh (Give you up) Ooh-ooh (Give you up) Ooh-ooh Never gonna give, never gonna give (Give you up) Ooh-ooh Never gonna give, never gonna give (Give you up) [Bridge] We've known each other for so long Your heart's been aching, but you're too shy to say it Inside, we both know what's been going on We know the game, and we're gonna play it [Pre-Chorus] I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling Gotta make you understand [Chorus] Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

Mamma Mia

Written By: Björn Ulvaeus, Benny Andersson & Stig Anderson

Artist: ABBA

Released: 1975

“Mamma Mia” is the opening track off of the group’s third album, the self-titled ABBA. The song’s name is derived from Italian, where it is an interjection used in situations of surprise, anguish, or excitement (literally, “My mother”). ABBA’s manager Stig Anderson would often come up with titles that musicians Bjorn Ulvaeus and Benny Andersson would write lyrics around, and this is an example of that workflow. It would later be the title song of the all-ABBA musical Mamma Mia.

[Verse 1] I've been cheated by you since I don't know when So I made up my mind: it must come to an end Look at me now, will I ever learn? I don't know how, but I suddenly lose control There's a fire within my soul [Pre-Chorus] Just one look and I can hear a bell ring One more look and I forget everything, whoa [Chorus] Mamma mia, here I go again My my, how can I resist you? Mamma mia, does it show again? My my, just how much I've missed you Yes, I've been broken-hearted Blue since the day we parted Why, why did I ever let you go? Mamma mia, now I really know My my, I could never let you go [Verse 2] I've been angry and sad about things that you do I can't count all the times that I've told you we're through And when you go, when you slam the door I think you know that you won't be away too long You know that I'm not that strong [Pre-Chorus] Just one look and I can hear a bell ring One more look and I forget everything, whoa [Chorus] Mamma mia, here I go again My my, how can I resist you? Mamma mia, does it show again My my, just how much I've missed you? Yes, I've been broken-hearted Blue since the day we parted Why, why did I ever let you go? Mamma mia, even if I say "Bye-bye", leave me now or never Mamma mia, it's a game we play "Bye-bye" doesn't mean forever Mamma mia, here I go again My my, how can I resist you? Mamma mia, does it show again My my, just how much I've missed you? Yes, I've been broken-hearted Blue since the day we parted Why, why did I ever let you go? Mamma mia, now I really know My my, I could never let you go

[lacunasbalustrade]

CFV Characters (and they way they wished Kai a happy birthday this year?!)

does this count as a birthday gift

more like a birthday massacre.

Miwa: set Kai’s phone to ring at 6.00 am in the morning with a recording of him singing Rick Astley’s Never Gonna Give You Up, and at the end he yells really loudly ““Happy Birthday! 🥳🥳🥳””

Misaki: texted Kai in the group chat. “Happy Birthday. You can come and get a free Kagero box from the store later.”

Kamui: sent Kai onions in the mailbox. The poor postman had to leave the letters on top.🧅🧅🧅🧅

Aichi: ran all over the place trying to get Kai a rare card. Kai already had the rare card. Kai pretended he did not have the rare card. Aichi was happy. Kai was happier. 😂

Shin: *when Kai walks in* subtly stops Morikawa from trying to trip him. “Happy Birthday, Kai-Kun.” Subtly tells Aichi where to get the aforementioned card. Subtly smuggled in balloons for Ren.

Morikawa: sings the happy birthday song obnoxiously loud. Tried to give Kai lessons as a gift. Got ignored……

Izaki: gave Kai card sleeves. The rest of the characters “what are these magical things known as card sleeves?” Kai was happy because now he can play cards at the beach. And at the aquarium Ren dragged him to. And with Kyou disguised as a starfish at the aquarium.

Assisticat: gave Kai a paw bump.

Ren: gave Kai an aquarium. Orchestrated the surprise party.

Tetsu: helped Kai get out of the aquarium. Forcibly removed Kyou and Morikawa from the surprise party.

Asaka: gave Kai a discount voucher for a trip to the movies that she got while shopping. Only gave it to him because Ren liked watching movies at home better.

Leon: couldn’t be bothered to make an appearance, but he did send a boring card to Kai through mail. Of course, with a pop up sticker inside that Jillian and Sharlene stuck in, and which bonked Kai in the nose when he opened it and covered his room in glitter.🍬

Ibuki: Contrary to all expectations, he didn’t even know it was Kai’s birthday?!😱

[leonisandmurex]

This is so weird Rick Astley singing The Smiths songs at Glasto?

My Mum just said its because Morrissey died & playing tribute 😭 & i said HE HAS NOT!!! & She didn't believe me one bit 😭 so i had to google it to confirm to her he's not dead 😭

but why is he singing heaven knows im miserable now???? idgi? i don't get this 😩😭

It's not one song its a whole backtrack album! and he's not singing never gonna give you up???