#raspberry beret = liam

[acheronist]

putting on canary in a coalmine by the police. opening up john torringtons wikipedia page. scrolling to the death and autopsy portion and looking at it for hours

[thisphantomlife]

Songs Hozier has covered

Bowie - Changes, Young Americans (see also Trinity Orchestra section)

Prince - I Wanna Be Your Lover, Raspberry Beret, Jungle Love

James Carr - The Dark End Of The Street

The Beatles - Blackbird

John Lennon (Donny Hathaway version) - Jealous Guy (at the goldenplec block party with Zaska)

Ariana Grande - Problem

Warren G - Regulate (mashup with Problem)

James Blake - Retrograde

Tom Waits - Strange Weather

Florence and the Machine - Cosmic Love

Stevie Wonder - Living for the City, As

Sting - 7 Days

The BeeGees - To Love Somebody

Lauryn Hill - Doo Wop (that thing)

Amerie - One Thing

Skip James - Illinois Blues

Muddy Waters - Catfish Blues

Van Morrison - Caravan, Sweet Thing, Domino, Brown Eyed Girl, Saint Dominic’s Preview

Bill Withers - Ain’t No Sunshine

Arctic Monkeys - Do I Wanna Know

Demi Lovato - Sorry Not Sorry

Led Zeppelin - Whole Lotta Love

Fun - We Are Young

Paul Simon - Bridge Over Troubled Water

Sam Smith - Lay Me Down

Destiny’s Child - Say My Name

Britney Spears - Toxic (snippet)

The Band - The Weight

Otis Rush version of Willie Dixon and the Big Three Trio - My Love Will Never Die

The Talking Heads - Burning Down the House (Instagram live messing around with friends)

The Staple Singers - Let’s Do it Again

The Weather Forecast 🤪

Ed Lewis - I Be So Glad When the Sun Goes Down (Instagram snippet)

Mavis Staples - Eyes on the Prize

Jackie Wilson - (Your Love Keeps Lifting Me) Higher and Higher

The Meters - Just Kissed My Baby

Traffic (song originally by Traffic, Andrew covered the Joe Cocker version) - Feeling Alright

Christmas Songs - God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen, Winter Wonderland, Santa Claus is Coming to Town (with others at the Xmas Eve Ball 2015)

Traditional Irish songs - My Lagan Love, The Humours of Whiskey, I Am Stretched On Your Grave, The Rolling Wave (on the low whistle), The Parting Glass, The Lonely Jig (on the low whistle)

(Live) Collabs - that are not Andrew’s own songs

Alvin Youngblood Hart - Illinois Blues

Maren Morris - The Bones, My Church, Girl, The Tree

Annie Lennox - I Put a Spell on You (Screamin Jay Hawkins cover)

Tom Odell - Another Love

Noah Kahan - Northern Attitude

Allison Russell - Requiem, Stop Dragging My Heart Around (Stevie Nicks & Tom Petty cover)

Brandi Carlile - The Joke, Walk On (U2 cover), The Weight (The Band cover)

Jamala - Walk On (U2 cover)

Mavis Staples - The Weight (The Band cover), Keep Your Eyes on the Prize (with Our Native Daughters, Jason Isbell and Phil Cook)

Boygenius - Salt in the Wound

Alana Henderson - Ae Fond Kiss (poem by Robert Burns)

U2 - When Love Comes to Town

Tori Kelly - Blackbird (the Beatles cover)

Mumford and Sons - Guiding Light, Awake My Soul, With a Little Help From My Friends (Beatles cover, with other artists)

Lake Street Dive - Everyday People (Sly and the Family Stone cover)

Rachael Price - Rental Love

Victoria Canal - Swan Song

Elwood (his dog) - Don’t Go Breaking My Heart (Elton John and Kiki Dee cover, Insta snippet)

All the artists at Love Rocks NYC 2022 - Like A Rolling Stone (Bob Dylan cover), Feeling Alright (Traffic cover)

Brian Kennedy (and others) - I Wish I Knew How It Would Feel to Be Free (Nina Simone cover)

His Dad - The Weight (The Band cover at MSG)

Zaska, Wyvern Lingo, Loah - Sir Duke (Stevie Wonder cover)

Eabha McMahon - Bright Blue Rose (Jimmy McCarthy cover)

Brittany Howard - Feeling Alright (Joe Cocker version cover)

Joan Baez - We Shall Overcome, The Weight (The Band cover)

Christmas Eve Busk 2015

Bono, Glen Hansard - When Love Comes to Town, Every Breaking Wave

Glen Hansard, Imelda May - The Dark End of the Street (James Carr cover)

Christmas Eve Busk 2017

Glen Hansard, Coronas, Imelda May, Liam O Maonlaoi - So This is Christmas (John Lennon cover), The Aul Triangle

Music Groups

Nova Collective - (original songs) Tuile, Closer, Quick Bossa

Zaska - (original songs) In Your Own Sweet Time, Different Light, She Gunk Gunk Dunk A Funk, Oh Yeah

Anuna - with Andrew on lead vocals: The Raid, La Chanson de Mardi Gras. With Andrew in the choir: Jingle Bells, An Uaithne

The Wiggles - Cherry Tree Carol with Anuna

Trinity Orchestra - songs covered with Andrew on lead vocals

~ Queen - Somebody To Love, Don’t Stop Me Now

~ Arcade Fire - My Body is a Cage

~ Pink Floyd - Time, Breathe, Comfortably Numb, Shine on You Crazy Diamond, Money

~ Michael Jackson - Earth Song, Black or White, Smooth Criminal

~ David Bowie - Heroes

*This list may not be complete. It only contains songs that can be found online.

Please let me know if any songs are missing so I can add them 🫶

I’ve not included the songs he sang snippets of on that Song Association interview

[violetfairydust]

I've had a pretty abhorrent day so far, so I'm going to post some of my favorite quotes from my fics with zero context.

1. Liam and Charlotte in "Round Table"

“Hi,” she greeted.

“You’re welcome.”

2. Jackson texting sarcastically after being sequestered for court and having to avoid a certain word in "Bond"

Will you purchase a dairy product that comes in a flimsy cardboard container the next eve you happen upon the market?

3. Peter is annoyed he has to be helpful in "Dis-Appointment"

“Any extra time away from the bitch ass pony lickers.”

4. Cora in "Rock and a Hard Place"

“You’ll puke. I may not have actually puked, but I puked in my heart, where it counts.”

5. Jackson and Stiles arguing in "The Hales Go to Family Therapy"

“I am Jackson Whittemore, I don’t go to therapy.”

“Yeah, I think that’s the problem.”

6. The Hales stop at a gas station during a long road trip in "Ghost of a Town"

“Where’s the bathroom?” Malia asked. “I need to hit the can.”

“Ah, yes, the outspoken child,” Peter said.

7. Stiles is not pleased Derek is getting stared at while they're roller skating in "Skating By"

“Back off you bubblegum bitch,” he muttered. “And your blue raspberry beret wearing buddy.”

[alj4890]

And Then I Met You

What happens when the one you thought you were meant for turns out to be meant for someone else? 

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Masterlist

Part 2

"Professor Hunt! I wish you would let me pick your clothes." Addison eyed her former instructor skeptically.

"Not now Addison." He grumbled while glancing surreptitiously at his clothes. He didn't see what the big deal was. His dark jeans, button up shirt, and blazer was fine. He trusted her completely to dress the actors in his movies. He didn't trust her with his own apparel. He had allowed her one time to dress him and he swore to never allow her free reign again. That unfortunate raspberry beret...

Holly stood by with her tablet. She scrolled with her finger as she spoke. "Since she is a duchess, you must bow and--"

"Bow! I'm not going to bow to her." He snorted as he finished clearing his desk. "If she gets offended then she can fly herself back to her country." He shook his head in exasperation. "Bowing, indeed."

"You should! It would show respect to her station." Holly explained.

"And we have been practicing our curtsies." Addison demonstrated.

Thomas pinched the bridge of his nose. With eyes closed he counted to twenty. He looked at the ladies that he used to enjoy working with. Amanda Bridgerton had not even arrived yet and he was already sick of her. Her title and lifestyle fascinated his assistant and costume designer. He had heard little else this past week.

Holly nudged him. "You should probably get going if you are meeting her plane at Van Nuys." Addison bounced on the balls of her feet. "Are you sure you don't want us to go too?"

"Positive." He grabbed his car keys, wallet, and phone. He looked out the window and frowned. A storm was moving in. He walked out of his study and down the hall.

"I finished redecorating her bedroom. It's a shame that your guesthouse caught fire after that last storm. It was so cute." Addison gathered some of her supplies and placed them in her bag. "Is there anything else you want done before she arrives?"

He shook his head. Holly dogged his steps. "Thomas, don't forget to refer to her as 'your grace' after you greet her."

He stopped and glared at her. She shrugged at him. "It is the proper way to refer to her. Though in Cordonia, I read that some allow 'my lady' to be used."

He walked out to his garage and started his SUV. He groaned when Holly and Addison ran to the passenger window. He lowered it and cocked his eyebrow.

"Duchess Bridgerton or Lady Bridgerton is to be used until she gives you leave to use her first name. Then you must--"

He backed out and left them in the garage. He seriously regretted inviting Amanda Bridgerton to stay at his home. Maybe he should put her in a hotel...one far away from him.

Amanda checked her appearance in the private jet's bathroom mirror. She chewed on her bottom lip as butterflies made her stomach churn. "He's just a man. A man you have admired for years, but still a man." She stared at reflection. "Why couldn't you be glamorous? Sophosticated?" Her phone vibrated with a group text.

Maxwell and Nadia were returning from their honeymoon in a few days. They wanted to get together with everyone for the following weekend. Amanda typed out that she was sorry, but couldn't make it. She then let them know where she was and laughed at their responses. No one could be as overly dramatic as the newlyweds. Her phone immediately rang.

Before she could even finish saying hello, Maxwell's voice yelled into her ear. "You're in Hollywood! When did this happen? Why didn't anyone tell me?" Nadia was in the background echoing his sentiment.

"First off, I got the call after you two went to Paris. Second, I just landed. So third, I have to go and meet Thomas." She smiled at their groans of being the last to know anything.

"Call me later." He demanded. "We have to know everything." Amanda felt a slight pain at that. He and Nadia were truly one. Everything now would be a "we". It was how it was supposed to be and she wouldn't have it any other way. She just wished...she pushed the unfinished thought out of her mind.

She promised to call soon and hung up. She smiled at the flight attendants and thanked them for taking care of her. The pilot and copilot walked out and bowed. After she complimented them all, she stepped out for the first time in California.

She was immediately greeted by rain drops beginning to fall and wind picking up speed. "Hello to you too, sunny California." She let out a laugh. The flight attendant apologized for not having an umbrella. Amanda waved off the concern. "I promise not to melt." She noticed the black SUV sitting a little further down the tarmac.

She immediately recognized Thomas Hunt when he stepped out. He ran a hand through his hair and began to walk toward the plane. She took some of her luggage and carefully descended the steps. The rain began to pick up and Amanda apologized to the copilot who was helping her with the rest of her luggage.

He blushed and told her he didn't mind at all helping her. Thomas overheard it all and wondered at her personality. She seemed nice. Wasn't she supposed to be an entitled brat? He met them halfway and introduced himself. When she smiled at him, he nearly fell back a step. She was even lovelier in person.

She held her hand out to shake his. He cleared his throat and took it. "It is nice to meet you Ms. Bridgerton."

"Please, call me Amanda." She said, thinking that pictures did not do him justice at all. The man oozed sexiness. His intense, dark eyes were studying her curiously. "I will as long as you call me Thomas." He took her bags and watched her, surprised as she took the rest from the copilot, urging him to get inside from the storm. He bowed his head and jogged back to the hangar.

Thunder began to roll, causing them to rush to the car. They threw her bags in the back and ran to get in. She urged him to not be a gentleman right now, and to go directly to his door. He got in and realized she had disappeared. He looked about and saw her pull herself up. She was laughing and checked her rear. She opened her door and asked if he had anything for her to sit on. Between the rain and the puddle she slipped in, she didn't want to mess up his upholstery.

He grinned some as he took his jacket off. He placed it in her seat and watched her get in. "Are you hurt?" He asked as she rubbed her wrist. She shook her head, still smiling. "Just clumsy."

He chuckled and pulled out of the airport. They drove in silence for a few miles. She tried to see the scenery through the pouring rain. He noticed the goosebumps on her skin and turned the heat on. He cleared his throat and nearly jumped when she turned to him.

"I...I hope your flight was pleasant." He really hated small talk, but felt compelled to try.

"It was, thank you." She pushed some wet hair off her face and rubbed her arms. "Oh! Before I forget, I brought some photographs of the places in Cordonia that inspired the scenes in the novel. I also got permission from the King if you decide to film any there." She chewed her lip nervously when he remained silent. "I hope I didn't overstep. I noticed in your movies how the settings you chose seemed to convey a part of the story and I..."

He barely heard her rambling. He was stunned that she had been as proactive as he would have been. To have her purposely do this and help him by bringing actual visuals, he knew then that they would work well together. He shook himself from his thoughts and realized she was apologizing, thinking she had made a mistake.

He reached over and impulsively took her hand. He gave it a gentle squeeze. "Thank you for that. It will help with the screenplay and filming. You surprised me. It's rare to find someone who thinks like I do."

He noticed her relax out of the corner of his eye. They spent the rest of the ride discussing how the next couple of months would hopefully go. He answered her questions about L.A. and his home. She in turn answered his about her duchy and what inspired her story.

He noticed a dimple appeared in her cheek with her smile as she told him about her uncle. "He was the one to inspire the story. Lady Elizabeth is an ancestor of mine and her love story has passed down through my family. I took that history and fleshed out the rest with research and how I thought conversations might have gone. And the clandestine meetings with Lord Arthur are a part of my imagination, though she briefly mentioned a meeting in her journal."

They pulled into his drive and he smiled when she complimented his home. "Think you will be comfortable here?" He asked.

She gave a small laugh. "I think it will be difficult," she teased. "But I will try and find a way to survive such a home."

They were immediately greeted by Holly and Addison. They sank into curtsies. "Your grace, welcome." Holly spoke with a slight British accent. Thomas' eyebrows raised at that change. Amanda told them to please not stand on ceremony and to simply call her by her first name.

They frowned and then gapsed at her wet clothing. "What happened?" Addison exclaimed. He pointed at the storm outside as he hefted her bags. He motioned with his head to follow and mentally groaned when Holly and Addison followed them, tripping over each other to question her.

Amanda smiled at their enthusiasm. She told them about Liam which then led into questions of Drake and Maxwell. Thomas stopped outside the door of the bedroom he had ready for her. It was next to his and he told her it had the best views from the balcony. He opened the door and smiled when she gasped in delight. "This is beautiful!" She dropped her bags and went about the bright, cheery room. She peaked out at the balcony and then went into the spacious bathroom.

Addison nudged Holly and cocked her head to Thomas. He was still smiling as he listened to Amanda exclaim over her room. Their eyes widened. He rarely smiled, much less kept one on his face for an extended amount of time. He noticed them staring at him and immediately wiped the smile off his face. "We will leave you so that you can change. Once you are ready, you can join us downstairs in the kitchen."

He walked out with the two dogging his heels. As soon as they were in the kitchen they pounced on him with their questions. "What do you think of her?" Holly asked him.

"She is a surprise." He pulled out a skillet and frowned as he thought of the lady upstairs. "She is not at all how one would think a noble would act. She seems nice. I actually look forward to getting to know her."

"Shut up!" Addison covered her mouth. "Sorry professor. It's just that you never think anyone's nice when you first meet them. This is big! Huge! Bigger than huge!" She turned to Holly. "What's bigger than huge?"

Holly readjusted her glasses and pointed at the man scowling. "Thomas Hunt liking Amanda Bridgerton." Addison nodded. "Yep, that is definitely bigger than huge."

She then ket out a gasp, causing Holly to jump. "OMG! Do you like her? Both turned to him and he paused.

"Oh no. Stop right there. There will be nothing going on but collaborating and possible friendship. That's it." His voice held an undertone of steel.

"But what if she likes you?" Addison persisted, ignoring the dark look on his face.

"No what ifs, Ms. Sinclaire."

"But--"

"No!"

She slumped in her seat, a small frown puckering her brow. Holly sighed in defeat. She then noticed his sudden stillness and attention directed at the stairs.

She looked over and saw Amanda coming down the stairs. She had taken a quick shower and had thrown her hair up in a messy bun. Her red sundress brushed against her calves with each step. She carried a few notebooks filled with notes and pictures. Her eyes were on Thomas and she was smiling at him.

Holly nudged Addison and realized she was seeing the same thing. "We have to get them together." She whispered to her friend. Addison nodded excitedly.

Amanda placed her items in the living room and joined them in the open kitchen. Her eyes went to the prep work Thomas was doing for dinner. "Anything I can help with?" He audibly swallowed and shook his head. "You should relax." He colored a little with Holly and Addison watching him be flustered.

"Are those the pictures you were telling me about?"

Amanda nodded. "That and my notes." Her eyes crinkled with excitement when he expressed his desire to look through them after dinner. He glanced at the two at his bar. "I take it you are staying also?" They nodded. He rolled his eyes at the sly looks they were giving him.

Dinner was a relaxed affair with more laughter than Thomas had ever experienced. He even chuckled at some of the stories Amanda shared with them. Holly had taken her glasses off to wipe her tears after a particular embarrassing incident at an ambassador's dinner party.

With a smile still playing about his lips, he stood and began to collect the dishes. Addison jumped up and volunteered herself and Holly to take care of that. "You can go look at what she brought for the screenplay."

He cocked his eyebrow at them but followed Amanda into the living room. He felt anticipation build as he looked at the wealth of information she had brought him. They sat in the floor and began to put the pictures in order along with any background notes.

Holly and Addison watched them begin to finish each other's thoughts as they pieced the story together. They decided to leave quietly and plan for another romantic encounter.

After an hour Amanda looked over her shoulder. "Did they leave?" He glanced up and nodded. "They do that when I get focused on a project." He asked where a paticular conversation in the story was to have occurred. Amanda leaned over him and grabbed the picture. He could smell her coconut shampoo and feel the warmth of her skin.

He forced himself to remain still. She was chewing on her bottom lip and the thought of pulling that tortured lip into a kiss hit him. He coughed and got to his feet. He went into the kitchen and poured himself something to drink. He had always adhered to a strict personal policy of no romance with anyone he worked with. He watched her continue to add notes with photographs and felt his self control slip a notch.

He had worried that she might drive him crazy living with him while they worked. She hadn't even been with him twelve hours when he realized what was going to happen. She was going to make him want to never let her go.

[empty-altars]

I was tagged by @ziam-is-golden @alrahm and @icarusofmine thank yooouuuu I love this kind of thing lol

Rules: We are snooping through your playlist. Put your entire music library on shuffle and list the first ten songs, then choose the victims.

1. S/C/A/R/E/C/R/O/W - My Chemical Romance

2. Love In The Sky - The Weeknd

3. Portions For Foxes - Rilo Kiley

4. Fire Drills - Dessa

5. Raspberry Beret - Prince

6. Boom Boom Pow - The Black Eyed Peas

7. Seventeen - Troye Sivan

8. Feels Good - Tony! Toni! Toné!

9. Don't Judge Me - Janelle Monáe

10. Cigarettes - Zayn

This is actual a pretty good sample of what I listen to lol.

Ugh tagging gives me anxiety. Um @bumble-zee @somewhereisaplacethatziamknow @softestziam @top-rider-liam @ikarosfalls nw if you've already done it or dont want to!! 💖💖

[ssfoc]

hiiii!! okay, so i just read your meta about "perfect" & i had a bit of a thought about it (which is also admittedly a bit of a stretch). it's the line "I might never be the one you take home to mother" that gets me bc when I first heard it the song i thought it was an homage to? superfreak by rick james lol. the line there is "The kind you don't take home to mother". & there are other things that jump out "The kind of girl you read about In the new wave magazines" (1/2)

“She likes the boys in the band” & “When I make my move to her room”. i think when harry said it was a non-traditional love song, i honestly thought he meant it was a song in the spirit of superfreak. and i always thought it kind of fit, bc i know H&L like their sexual innuendos in their songs, lol. anyway, it was a fun thought for me, so i thought i’d share!

Hi anon, You're brilliant.

Somehow I feel like Louis, Harry, and Liam all love disco and funk-- at least I'd like to believe it. I think Niall might not have one funky bone [okay, maybe one. I know what you're thinking, but no, it's his stapes, the smallest bone in the body].

I think they all know Prince and Michael Jackson very well, and Rick James, because how could they not?

I would love for them to do a cover of Raspberry Beret-- I would die.

But the link to Superfreak is kind of fun! I think the word they used in press releases was "ironic," which-- if they are reversing the boy/girl trope, is pretty ironic. That is, in traditional love songs, we see masculine dominance-- the boy makes the move, is the one to take girls home, is the one making choices.

In Perfect, the singer (the boy band/ heart throb) is kind of passive-- the listener gets to choose. The listener has the choice of whether to dip toes into the boyband world, to wreck hotel rooms, to go for midnight drives. No strings attached. It's kind of a fantasy, but the wording of the song makes it clear that it's all fantasy-- that the boyband tropes are just head canons.

Even a couple of weeks ago, Zayn and Taylor Swift's "trashing a hotel room" was a headline used to publicize their single. It gets old for me-- but the general public still eats it up. I think it got pretty old, pretty fast, for Louis and Harry.

Thank you for the Superfreak mention because I love that song. LOVE LOVE LOVE.