#song: party in the u.s.a.

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mikeyway: We had an absolute blast with @letshibachi celebrating @kristincolby! There were lots of laughs and delicious food! Still not over my big catch 🤣 🔥🔥🔥

[Jul 6, 2023]

[hopelesslyromanticshark]

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ Dutch Luv-ers

content: mortal! broista! leo valdez x reader fic warning: language and then tooth rotting fluff author's note: THIS FOR MY WEST COAST BABIES YALL DO NOT THINK I FORGOT ABOUT THE BEST COFFEE SHOP WHILE ON THE EAST COAST YOU ALREADY KNOW- okay okay i am so sorry to everyone who is not an west coast american, this is gonna be so confusing for you but this was self indulgent so i don't care lmao- also, for the confusion that i am sure is to come, the main plot point in this is the straw theory at dutch bros. it's since been debunked but i still think about it every time i go there lmao. basically, the color of the straw is what the broista thinks of you. you can google it and find the like exact 'translations' so to speak! ugh, i love this so much. like, it's messy and sloppy and makes no sense, but i love it so much!! might turn the texts at the end into texts like i did for smau but probs tomorrow!!

dutch bros - the REAL happiest place on earth. the central hub of people of all ages and points in their life. one car could have an exhausted father getting smoothies for his hyper active children with a double shot nitro cold brew for himself and the next will have teens pregaming a football game, begging the broistas (yes, that's their names, shush) to shotgun one of their rebel cans. and leo loved each of them. he loved that he got to see so many different people with in a five hour shift, loved that he basically got paid to yap and tap away at tablet screen.

but, on this lovely morning, leo had the great pleasure of serving you. he knew it was gonna be a great shift before he even came in, but he never could have predicted you. he was with his crew that morning, such an iconic crew that they had been dubbed 'the seven.' and they worked like a well-oiled machine, and leo would know as a engineer major. him and percy were the runners, leaving the comfort of the stand with their tablets to take orders and laugh brightly with customers. piper and hazel were mainly in charge of aux, ensuring lovable and well-known pop music blared from the hidden speakers. addtionally, they had the job of stocking as items ran out. frank, annabeth, and jason were typically the ones making the drinks, the perfectionists eager to follow a recipe they had memorized.

it was rather early in the morning but it was never not rush hour. but, right now, the lanes were empty and leo was leaning against the window, talking with piper as she cued up the next few songs.

"and then i told her that she was being a massive cunt-"

"no, you didn't!" piper cut in with a laugh, shaking her head at the latino boy.

"you weren't there, yes, i did!" insisted leo, rolling his eyes at the girl.

"well, i was there. and he didn't," jason added as he breezed past, twisting a stirring spoon around on his fingers with a smirk. leo sharpened his eyes on the boy, pointing over at him.

"snitch."

"liar!" piper hissed, shoving at the boys shoulder.

"no-"

"car!" annabeth called, giving a pointed look. he leaned into the window, reaching around until he found a tablet, basically falling out of the service window.

"this conversation isn't over," bit out leo, pointing at jason and piper, who rolled their eyes at the boy. leo walked backwards for a few steps before spinning around and walking towards your car. your windows were rolled down as it was summer, the heat even affecting the mornings now. you were digging around in your purse as leo walked up, mouthing along to 'party in the u.s.a' as it played from the shops speakers.

"morning!" leo cheered as he leaned into your window, your pretty looks not lost on him. you looked up from your purse, beaming a smile at the boy as you moved your sunglasses up from your eyes into your hair.

"good morning! love the music, as per usual," you laughed, doing a few limited dance moves in your car. leo laughed, trying his best not to drool at the moment. gods, could you be anymore perfect? and he'd just met you.

"i'll make sure to tell the dj. she'll scream, don't worry," leo winked and enjoying the way your smile widened at the action. "what can we get started for you this lovely morning?"

"hmm. normally i'd get an iced mocha but i'm in the mood to try something new. any recs?" you asked, tilting your head at the boy, leaning out of your car and into his space ever so slightly.

"so, you like the mocha?" leo asked, pretending to think intensely about what to offer you. really, he just wanted to talk to you for longer. you hummed in response, nodding your head for added confirmation.

"you cool if i surprise you?" offered leo and once again you were nodding.

"perfect. you'll love this. it's my fav and i got my buddy, jason, hooked on it, too. which, if you knew the guy, you'd know how big of an accomplishment that is," yapped leo, tapping away at his computer, glancing up at you with a toothy grin. once more, you beamed your supernova smile at him, which nearly had the boy crumbling to his knees.

"can't wait. i hope it's good..." you trailed off, biting your lip as you hoped you didn't over step by basically begging for his name. but, he was cute and sweet and funny, and that was the perfect trifecta to get your number.

"leo. for if you ever want to do one of those survey things," leo joked, winking, as you giggled.

"alright, leo, what do i owe?" you questioned, holding your card out to the boy.

"on the house," replied leo, instantly, waving you off and shoving your card back in your direction.

"really? what's the occasion?" you pestered, putting your card away with a tiny smile. he surely knew the way to your heart already - free coffee.

"oh. pretty girl's always drink free when they come through my line," mused leo, smiling as you bloomed red. you cleared your throat, shaking your head gently at the boy.

"very smooth, leo," you admitted before raising a brow at him. "and how many drinks do you give out for free in a day?"

"from here on out, none."

"why?"

"i highly doubt i'll see another girl as hot as you again."

now, you were surely the color of a aftershock rebel. and it simpley seemed to encourage leo more, the boy resting his arms against your car door and putting his face meer inches from yours. but you weren't really one to back down, letting him get close but never touch.

"i'll pull up to the window. see ya around, leo," you teased, throwing a wink at the boy before pulling away, his arms slipping off your car as you drove the short distance to the window. he shook his head as you went, basically running to the small shop and jumping through the window, using frank's shirt to pull himself through, which sent him tumbling to the ground.

"you're blocking my pathway," frank stated, stepping over the boy, who quickly scrambled up to his feet.

"we've got a code pink straw! i repeat: code pink straw!" leo hissed, grabbing hazel and shaking her by her shoulders, causing the girl to nearly drop the jugs of milk in her hands.

"what?! no way!! that girl in the red car??" piper interrogated, peeking out the window to get a better look at you. "ooh! she is cute! if you don't ask her out, i will!"

"back off! i called dibs!" leo cut in, glaring at piper, who stuck her tongue out at him.

"is this a code pink straw like the one last week?" percy asked, sitting on one of the counters, his sneakers swinging through the air. "what was her name?? cal-poly or whatever??"

"firstly, she did not get a pink straw, she got a green straw for being a legendary bitch. secondly, i've never used my code pink straw before, i'll have you know," leo listed, nearly shivering at the thought of the mean girl from the previous week, who bitched him out and then asked for his manager without even letting him ask her order.

"alright, alright, fair enough," percy hummed before smirking over at annabeth, who squinted her eyes at him. "you're the only girl getting my pink straw, annie!"

"that sounds so wrong but so sweet at the same time," piper laughed and percy then caught onto the sexual implication, shoving at the cherokee girl.

"everyone shut up! shut up! my moment has come!" leo hissed, basically shoving jason to the ground as he took up post at the window, leaning out of it as you pulled up. you smiled up at the boy, folding your arms on your car as you looked up at him with a raised brow.

"you again?" you asked with a teasing tone and leo flashed his teeth at you.

"i knew you missed me."

"awww, and here i thought i was being all mysterious," you fake pouted and leo laughed, shaking his head as his fingers drummed against the counter.

"here you go, leo," piper mused with a bright smile, sliding your drink into his hold. leo subtly shoved her away as he took it, widening his eyes pointedly at her before spinning back around to you with a dazzling smile that basically had you swooning.

"one coconut mocha for the pretty girl. you need a straw?" leo asked, like he was supposed to, his fingers crossed behind his back that you didn't give a flying fuck about turtles.

"yeah, a straw would be great," you replied, smiling up at him as you inspected the drink. he silently cheered to himself, inspecting the cup that held the straws and making sure to grab a pink one. he blushed despite himself, presenting it to you like it was the most precious of metals.

"here."

"thanks!" you cheered, a little too excitedly, as you stared at the pink straw in wonder. you didn't even like the color pink, but knowing the connotation it held you couldn't help but internal squeal.

"anything else i can get you for today?" offered leo, hoping you'd ask for the world so he could give it to you.

"your number would be great," you replied, your confidence shocking the both of you. leo gapped for a few seconds, only coming back to life as his hands slipped and he would have gone falling out the window had jason not caught the back of his shirt.

"that's leo for yes. here," jason cut in, saving the poor boy as he handed over a napkin with leo's number printed on it. you laughed slightly, gently taking the napkin from the blonde boy.

"thanks! i'll be texting you later, leo," you told the boy, hoping to get at least one more response from him before you drove off.

"i won't leave my phone ever again, my pink straw girl," leo mused, basically melting onto the counter. you beamed a blushing smile at the boy and gave him a salute as you drove off, leo leaning out of the window to wave you off.

"get back to work, fireboy! we've got a ten car pile up, you lovesick fool!" percy barked into the shop, nearly dragging the boy out by his collar. and leo couldn't find it in himself to care as his phone buzzed, his hands desperately racing for it despite percy's pull on him.

you have one new message!

(822) 993-1670: hey, leo, it's yn. well, i actually don't know if you ever caught my name. the girl from dutch bros! like...two minutes ago. anyways, let me know if you want to catch a bite to eat sometime. based off this drink recommendation, i know you've got good taste!

new contact added: my pretty pink straw girl 💖

leo (cute broista🤭): yes! i'd love nothing more. how's tomorrow?

my pretty pink straw girl 💖: tomorrow's perfect!

leo (cute broista🤭): it's a date then!

my pretty pink straw girl 💖: i wouldn't have it any other way.

[ikeuverse]

PARTY IN THE U.S.A — s.jaeyun

PAIRING: jake x fem!reader GENRES: fluff, humor WC: 2.5k+

WARNINGS: just a few curses and (a lot of) kissing

NOTES: the vote for the next story had our dear jake as the winner, so here it is! i wrote this one a while ago at the time of the live he said he listens to this song when he's sad, so i thought about it and just came up with this. i hope you like it!

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"Are you really not going to watch my game today?" Jake's melancholy voice almost made your heart break even more.

It was more than obvious that you wanted to go, not least because you had never missed a single one of his games for the university team. But that same university was tearing your sanity apart by holding an exam in the middle of the afternoon, where more than half the students would be watching the soccer team play.

Jake was the top scorer. Famous for his relentless passing, his perfect goals – not to mention his breathtaking looks. You, as his best friend, couldn't deny the slight crush you felt. It was ridiculous to say that kind of thing when you knew that half the campus fell in love with him.

But on that particular day, it wasn't as if you weren't going because you wanted to. Your teacher would kill you – and your whole class – if you missed that test. It was important. So was Jake's game. Ever since you became friends at the beginning of high school and he joined every sport possible, you went to watch him play. It was a tradition for both of you, even if it was raining. That's why you accumulated raincoats of all colors in your closet and even one or two different umbrellas; one of them even too big for your liking to hold your friends when they went with you.

You did everything for Jake and he recognized that, so much so that he felt selfish when he sulked all day just because you weren't going today. He wouldn't meet your eyes once you got on the pitch.

He couldn't hear you shouting his name after a goal or even running up to the stands and hugging your friends. A mere excuse he had since you were always with all of them, so Jake could hug you too.

A long sigh left your lips as you left the university hall. The pencil and pen pressed against your fingers as you walked through the corridors with the thought that you had done well. The content was extensive, and the whole thing was giving you a headache, but studying every night had been worth it after all. Because even when you felt tired, even when you'd exhausted yourself studying at night, Jake would show up to keep you company.

Shit, Jake. You quickly checked your cell phone for a message from him, because by that time the game was surely over.

To your surprise, he hadn't sent anything, but your cell phone had hundreds of messages from Jungwon and Heeseung. Your heart sank at this.

Dialing the number of one of the boys, you were grateful when Jungwon answered on the second ring.

"Y/n?" he didn't even wait for you to say anything, just seeing your name flashing on the screen of his cell phone.

"Jungwon, hey. Is everything okay?" you knew it wasn't. And Jungwon knew that you were smart enough to know that since he had called your cell phone at least six times. Heeseung called four more.

"Well, no..." there was a slight pause on the other end of the line, his footsteps instinctively tightening as he walked across campus "Can you come to our apartment?"

He didn't even have to ask you once more to get you to agree and say you'd be there as soon as possible. It was a relief that the boys' apartment wasn't so far from the college, even if running hadn't been a good idea, but the desperation of Jungwon's call made your heart squeeze and think of a thousand different scenarios.

Had Jake been hurt during the game? What had happened to make things go wrong like that? The thought of Jake being hurt made your whole body ache, and he blamed himself for not being there and for not providing enough assistance.

It was the only game you hadn't been to in all these years of friendship, so this feeling was rather new. Add to that the fact that you'd had a crush on him for a while, wanting to see him play or do something alongside him, but that was something that wouldn't even come out of your mouth.

Standing in front of the apartment complex, it didn't take long for you to enter and go straight to the elevator that gave access to the boys' floor. But especially today, the journey seemed much longer and more time-consuming, and you'd been doing it for so long that you couldn't even count, but it was torturing you so much.

"Y/n" Jungwon called out as soon as the door opened, without letting you realize that you had already reached their floor, stopped at the door and even rang the bell.

"Hi" you hugged him briefly, entering the apartment and being greeted by Heeseung with a quick hug as well "So?"

"Look…" Jungwon sighed as he closed the door. The three of you walked to the center of the room as he took the initiative in the conversation "You know, we lost the game today…"

He didn't want you to feel guilty at all. Jungwon understood about your commitments, even Sunghoon was with you – because he was from your class – taking that damn exam. You both lost today's game.

"What? Wait… Did you really lose?" your eyes widened.

"It was just a friendly, anyway" Heeseung flopped down on the sofa, picking up a cushion to rest his head on "The problem is that Jake is devastated."

Yes, he hated losing a game. You knew that.

"But I don't think it has anything to do with our defeat today" Jungwon nibbled the inside of his cheek, staring directly at you. Your eyes wandered between him and Heeseung, a frown on the face of the older man sitting on the sofa.

"He's been listening to Party in the U.S.A since we arrived, y/n. You need to do something because I can't take it anymore," he exploded.

You laughed softly, seeing Jungwon give you a disapproving look straight away. Perhaps they had rehearsed a better way to tell you something, but Heeseung's impatience made him practically beg for your help.

"And how am I going to do that? Maybe going there will be worse because I didn't go to see today's game…"

"On the contrary" Jungwon quickly interrupted, "You're the only person who can make him turn that thing off."

"Why?"

A moment of silence and Heeseung dropped the cushion, getting up from the sofa.

"It's so obvious, y/n" he rolled his eyes, but there was a playful smile on his lips as he took hold of your shoulders and led you down the corridor of the apartment. The corridor gave access to the three bedrooms as well as the bathroom.

Jake's room was the last in the corridor and, as soon as you and Heeseung got close to the door, you understood why the other two boys were so frustrated. The music was extremely loud even with the door closed – and possibly locked – while you could hear nothing but Miley Cyrus' voice.

You turned to Heeseung, noticing now that Jungwon was also behind him. Both of them looked at you with such anticipation as you stared back at them.

"How am I supposed to compete with that? When he hears that song…" you whimpered, Jungwon taking the lead to hold you by the shoulders this time.

"We trust you and the power you have over that crybaby" he winked at her, laughing and making her laugh too "Now make him turn it off or I'm breaking that little speaker today."

Both you and Heeseung knew that would never happen. It would be easier for the older one to break the speaker or for you to hide it in your apartment than for little Jungwon to do anything that would make Jake sad or even angrier.

So, turning towards his bedroom door again, you dared to give it a few knocks.

No answer.

A few more knocks and Jungwon's hands came off your shoulders. You heard footsteps moving away, looking back while the two boys were still there. As if to encourage you.

When you knocked once more, the music seemed to get even louder. As if Jake didn't want to be interrupted from his moment. You snorted at this and turned the handle on an impulse, praying that it was open or you'd punch that door until it opened.

And to your surprise it was. Jake didn't usually lock his door because he knew his friends wouldn't come into his room unless he gave permission when he was in those melancholy moments. He hadn't realized that you had opened the door until the bang of closing it made him jump out of bed.

Looking at you with an astonished face, Jake got up from the bed and practically ran towards you. His eyes were glued to yours, bright and fixed on your eyes. He didn't look like he'd cried, but he was about to if you hadn't shown up for a few more minutes.

"Y/n? What are you doing here?" he asked, you were only able to understand because of the proximity. Your shoulders shrugged and your hands went straight to your ears, indicating that you couldn't hear properly because the music was still too loud "Fuck, I'm sorry" Jake ran over to the speaker to turn it down to a considerable volume. He didn't want to stop listening to you because he still felt bad, but he would leave the music in a more comfortable setting so that he could hear your voice more clearly.

"What did you ask me?" you said after he came closer, big eyes staring at you and lips parted.

He didn't need to know that you had heard him perfectly, you just needed an excuse for him to say something and then think about how to continue the conversation.

"What are you doing here?" he asked again.

Jake seemed restless in his seat, his hands hovering at his sides and sometimes going to the hem of the sweatshirt he was wearing to play with something between his fingers.

"The boys couldn't stand the music" you smiled, but he didn't reciprocate because he had looked away from you "And I wanted to know how you were after the game."

"We lost" he said dryly, staring at you for a brief moment "Happy now?"

Jake walked away from you, his hands running through his hair as he let out a long sigh. He had his eyes closed, but you couldn't see because he preferred to keep his back to you.

"Why would I be happy about this, Jake?" you didn't want to feel upset by his tone, knowing that it was a big part of the frustration he felt. Jake sighed again, turning towards you.

"Because in all these years of friendship, you've never lost a game I've played" he was angry, you could see the way his brow furrowed as he spoke. His forehead wrinkled and his lips reddened because he had brushed his teeth a few times before speaking.

"I had a test today, it's not like I'm going to lose your game because I just wanted to," you said in the same tone, trying to get it into his head once and for all.

Jake knew he was being selfish, he knew it, and he would never interfere with your future either, because university was important to both of you. But the frustration over his newly discovered feelings for you, Heeseung, and Jungwon's teasing and the loss of today's game only intensified and he knew he would explode at some point.

Listening to Party In the U.S.A would be the only thing that would de-stress him from that whole incredibly shitty day.

"Anyway, Heeseung said it was friendly, it wasn't even a big deal" you shrugged and didn't know why you'd said it. But you knew it hadn't been a good idea when Jake got angry again. His eyes darkened and he was about to scream from the looks of it.

"So my game was no good, y/n? Is that what you mean?" he asked, you opened your mouth to say something, but Jake was quicker "You know what? Fuck, it really wasn't a big deal whether you went or not" he turned the music back up to the same volume as before, if not even louder.

The looping of Miley's voice had never entered your mind so much at that moment and you knew you wouldn't be hearing that song for weeks to come.

Talking to Jake hadn't gone as well as you'd hoped because not only was he upset, but you were upset too. It wasn't possible that your best friend was acting like this just because you hadn't gone to the game.

But then Heeseung's words echoed in your mind. It's so obvious. You didn't like to play the fool for that kind of thing, especially when it seemed to be completely reciprocated. Losing Jake's feelings for you wasn't in your plans, even more so after you came to accept that you felt it too, even if he didn't know it.

So your body acted better than your mind and, before you knew it, your hands were resting on the back of his swivel chair. With a little effort to make it spin along with Jake's body, you managed to catch his startled gaze as he started to face you.

"Y/n, you—"

"No time for bullshit, you little shit" you cursed angrily, but your actions said completely the opposite when your fingers gently held Jake's face just to keep him in place.

You pressed your lips to his and a long sigh came out of Jake's mouth at the sudden contact. He remained static for a few seconds, processing whether this was really happening or whether he was imagining it too much. But no, he wasn't dreaming and he realized it when the tip of your tongue pressed against his lips to ask for passage.

Jake gave in willingly, he wasn't going to turn down something he dreamed about practically every night even though he thought it was wrong to fantasize about his best friend.

In one swift movement, his hands grabbed your waist and pulled you onto his lap. The kiss took on even more rhythm and desire as the two of you attacked each other's lips. Your hands tangled in Jake's hair and pulled slowly as he pressed you against his body.

Gasping breaths, foreheads pressed together and the tip of his nose lightly brushing against yours.

"Jake" you called after a period of silence, him murmuring softly as he caressed your waist over the T-shirt you were wearing.

"Yeah?" he replied.

"Don't listen to that song anymore, please?" he laughed at your question, opening his eyes to find yours still closed.

You were so beautiful, but you looked even more stunning with your lips red and moist with his saliva mixed with yours from the kiss you shared with him, sitting on his lap. Jake couldn't help letting out a sigh, closing his eyes, and brushing his lips against yours again.

"Only if you kiss me more often like you did today," he whispered, causing a shiver to run through his entire body "I bet that'll calm me down more than any song I could ever listen to."

© ikeuverse, 2023. do not copy, translate or steal my stories.

[roosterbruiser]

blurb idea: everyone joking and asking Bradley how he's surviving bc he only has daughters but then you see Bradley at home painting nails, having a tea party, pretending to be at a fashion show, engaging in 5 different conversations. All that in one afternoon. And he's just so happy the entire time and can't wait to do it again 🥲

can be read as part of the Landslide universe :)

Rooster is a girl dad. it isn't even just his energy--it's a legitimate fact. first there was Olive, then there was Joni. the two of you thought for sure that the third was going to be a boy, not that it mattered either way--so imagine your surprise when you had Finch; your third daughter. and when the two of you agreed one more baby, not even in hopes of a son but just to complete your family, you were blessed with two more girls: Opal and June.

it was all the buzz around base, when Rooster came back from paternity leave a few months ago, everyone mockingly taking a knee when he entered the room like he was some sort of battle hero.

it's something Rooster is chided about relentlessly, even now. everyone falls you and your daughters the hens, calling all your get-togethers hen parties, asking how he survives the estrogen of it all. it gets especially brutal when his commander or a student points out the leftover glitter in his hair or the tutu someone snuck in his work duffel. there was also that one time he forget to take off his nail polish before work--boy, did the man have a heyday with that one.

Rooster takes it all in stride, though, happily wearing homemade ties to work and presenting scrawled drawings. he has hardly any elbow room on his desk because of all the frames that clog it.

it's a regular Wednesday in the middle of September as Rooster walks up the path to your front door, but it feels like the first day of summer to him. the sun is shining, the birds are singing, the flowers are blooming. and inside the house, he can hear the chaos that has been brewing all day: Olive trying to stop Joni from abusing the piano and failing, Finch following you around the house and asking you about caterpillars again, Opal babbling, June crying, your steady voice, the radio playing Born in the U.S.A again (no doubt at Olive's request), the dogs whining for dinner.

it's really music to his ears.

"daddy's home!" he hears you call as he stuffs his key in the lock.

and when he swings the door open, he's knee-deep in all of it. Olive, the oldest and the most coordinated, is dodging everyone to spring over to Rooster. she takes her spot on his left leg, hugging him to her body, immediately trying to tattle on Joni for abusing Grandpa Goose's piano. Finch makes it to him second, less-coordinated and not wearing anything except a diaper and one of his neckties, a toothy grin cutting her face as she reached up for her dad. and once he's holding her, patting Olive's head in greeting as he kisses Finch's ruddy cheeks, Joni has planted herself firmly on his other leg.

you're steadily making your way to him, too, the weight of the world slipping off your shoulders as he kisses all his girls hello.

"daddy said you're not supposed to smash the keys!" Olive insists, incredulous.

Joni screws up her face, sticking her tongue out at Olive.

"I wasn't!" she insists. "daddy, Olive's lying!"

"gotta be careful with the piano," he says, patting Olive's tawny hair, then Joni's. he can hardly hear their bickering above the blasting radio. "how many times has this song played today?" he asks with a grin.

Finch takes it upon herself to answer, having recently learned numbers. she stuffs her sticky hand in Rooster's face, holding up five fingers proudly.

"five?" he asks, eyebrows raised. he kisses her little palms and she giggles at the way his mustache tickles her skin. "you girls torturing your mama when I'm not here?"

"and Opal didn't nap today," you add with a deep heave, bouncing the twins on your hips as they each mouth your sleeves, blinking up at you with their daddy's big, brown eyes. "and June had a blowout, and Finch is a nudist. Joni tried to drink out of the dog's bowl again. and the dog got into your office and found your stash of Reese's, which you were hiding from me."

"sorry, baby," Rooster insists.

"after everything I've given you?" you tease, nodding to his armful of girls and yours. "I'm offended!"

"I think I helped a little," Rooster teases.

standing before him now, you smile despite yourself. Rooster's still grinning, leaning forward to press a kiss to your lips before taking the twins from you, holding them both with one arm. he hopes he can always hold all of his girls at once, even though he knows it's not something that will stick around forever.

"just a little," you tell him, stretching your taut body out now that your child-free.

"what about me?" Olive pouts, tugging your pant leg. "what did I do?" she asks.

always wanting to be involved.

"you, little miss, made me play Bruce Springsteen all day!" you tell her, bending at the hips to stroke her cheek.

she grins at that, nodding proudly.

"yeah, I did," she confirms, blinking up at Rooster. "I love Bruce Springsteen!"

"you're a weird little kid," Rooster tells her with a teasing grin. "who raised you?"

she grins up at him, one of her front teeth missing.

"you!" she confirms.

"got me there," Rooster sighs. "I love Bruce Springsteen, too!"

Opal and June are already pressing their gummy little mouths to Rooster's chest, taking fistfuls of his mustache and t-shirt. your arms feel decidedly empty for the first time today, which you always look forward to, but never thoroughly enjoy.

"time's the tea party?" Rooster asks, leaving lingering kisses to the top of the twin's heads as Finch picks through his hair a la baby monkey searching for bugs.

"now!" Joni insists, untying his shoe.

Olive's batting Joni's hands, trying to get her to quit it, and Joni is growling at Olive.

"no being feral," you warn the both of them, pointing an accusing finger at Joni. "let daddy at least get through the door before you growl, huh?"

"but mommy," Joni whines, throwing her head back dramatically. "I'm a puppy dog!"

"you're just Joni," Olive insists, lips pursed. "this is real life."

"hey," Rooster warns, glancing down at Olive. "who made you the pretend police?"

Olive doesn't have an answer, just looking up at her dad with slanted brows and parted lips. ever the most exasperated, serious older sister in the world.

"she's been really into realism today," you tell Rooster, crossing your arms over your chest. "Jake shouldn't have let her watch Life of Pi."

Rooster starts to walk forward with a great effort, grunting as he glides across the foyer with an extra hundred pounds of giggling weight.

as he trudges through the foyer with great effort, his shirt now wet with baby slobber and his curls mussed from grubby fingers and his shoelaces unties, you watch him affectionately. anyone in the world can look at him like this, with that grin splitting his lips and that laugh sitting in his throat, and know that this is what he's meant for.

"c'mon, mama," he calls to you, glancing over his shoulder. "can't be late for the tea party!"

"with real tea," Olive clarifies, shooting you a thumbs up. "but fake cucumber sandwiches!" then she shoots you a thumbs down for affect.

"m'coming," you sigh dreamily, locking the door. "chamomile or jasmine?"

[y0urm4m]

Closer

Warnings: swearing,drinking,smuttt

Summary/teaser: What will happen when Chris is too drawn to a girl, and luck is on his side.

A/N: for the sake of the fic let’s say that Chris and Nate are both old enough to drink… love you all!

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“We’re here!” Lydia said, opening the Uber door as I also slid out of the car walking towards the club. Lydia had convinced me to finally go out with her this Saturday so here I was outside the club with her. “Are you excited?” She asked spinning around, her skirt twirling as she spun. “I guess so.” I giggled, linking my arm in hers as we walked towards back of the queue to get in.

After a long wait we were finally at the front of the line. “Identification please ma’am,” The bouncer spoke. I shuffled through my purse grabbing my id card passing it to the man in front of me, he nodded his head. “You too.” He said signalling towards Lydia, her also passing her id to him. “You two can go on through, have a great night.” He said opening the door for us. “Thank you.” I smiled, entering the club.

The atmosphere almost immediately changing. Purple and blue light filling the room, the smell of sweat and alcohol filling my nose as we walked in further.

“So drinks first?” Lydia asked, her arm still linked with mine. “You know me so well.” I replied as we walked over towards the bar, sitting down on two stools. “Hello, what can I get for you both?” The bartender asked smiling at us. “I’ll have a gimlet.” Lydia replied, looking towards me. “I’ll just have a Malibu and Coke please.” I said, grabbing some money out of my purse. “I’ll be right back with your drinks one second.” The bartender replied, walking off to make the drinks.

“So you glad I convinced you too come? Or what.” Lydia asked, re-applying her lipgloss. “Yeah it also gave me a reason to wear this.” I said, motioning towards my outfit. “Yeah you look hot.” She giggled. Just then the bartender finally came back with our drinks. “Here you go.” He said pushing our drinks towards us. “Thank you.” Me and Lydia replied in unison, sipping on the drinks.

My attention was shifted to the feeling of eyes on me, I turned looking around to see if I could find the culprit. “You alright girl?” Lydia asked putting her arm on my shoulder. “Yeah lyds I’m fine just felt like someone was staring at me.” I sighed, sipping more of my drink to soothe the nerves.

— A few more drinks in, me and and Lydia found ourselves now dancing. It was quite stuffy as there was loads of other people dancing around us. I spun her round, giggling as we carried on dancing to the song that was bouncing off the walls. I hadn’t had so much fun in a long time I felt elated that I had got to spend time with one of my favourite people after such a long time.

That’s when ‘party in the U.S.A’ started playing and everyone around us began dancing even more, causing me and Lydia to literally be stood shoulder against shoulder. “Right if they’re dancing so are we.” She shouted loud enough for me to hear. “Okay!” I shouted back, as we began dancing again but once again I could feel the presence of someone staring at me. I spun around looking around for the pair of eyes looking at me but yet I still couldn’t see them, I shrugged and continued dancing.

Chris pov:

“Bro you having fun yet?” Nate asked, putting his arm around my shoulder. “Yeah, I’m just going to get another drink.” I sighed arising from where I was, heading towards the bar. That’s when someone caught my eye, she was stunning. The way her outfit hugged her body perfectly, the way her hair shone under the club lighting lustrously, just her presence was alluring but before I could realise she was turning to look around. “Shit.” I mumbled to myself walking away before she could see me.

“Where are the drinks?” Nate asked, frowning slightly. “Sorry I got a bit distracted and forgot them.” I sighed looking back over at the bar where she still sat.

— that’s when I found my self squished between Nate and another man on the club dance floor. It was a really tight squeeze with barely enough room to even breathe. Nate was currently dancing with a girl who kept motioning her friend to come over and dance with me. “Just ask him to dance.” The girl whispered ushering her friend over. “Would you maybe want to dance?” The other girl asked, but as I looked up that’s when the girl from the bar caught my eye again she was now dancing with what I supposed was her friend. “Hello, are you going to answer me?” She asked again. “Oh. Uh no thanks sorry.” I replied, pushing past a few people until the girl from the bar was fully in sight.

I was now a few meters away from her, I still hoped she couldn’t see me. Once again she turned to look around this time she slightly caught my eye as I looked down. My cheeks flushing red as she turned to look back at her friend shrugging.

Reader pov:

After what seemed like an eternity I was finally fed up with the staring. “Lydia there is definitely someone staring at me and it’s getting on my nerves at this point.” I sighed looking behind me, still nothing. “Well we can leave if you’d like?” She said, moving more towards me. “No it’s fine, I’m just going to grab a drink I’ll be back.” I replied accidentally bumping into someone as I walked away. “Sorry.” I mumbled not even looking up at the man as I made my way back to the bar. “Malibu and coke?” The bartender asked, smiling slightly. “Yes please.” I replied, sighing. “Coming right up!” The man giggled, beginning to make my drink.

Once again the bartender had finished making my drink, I paid and began sipping on it when someone slipped down next to me. “Sorry i should ask if it’s alright if I sit here.” The man asked, I looked up at him. He looked oddly familiar, blue eyes with brunette hair. “It’s fine no one was sitting here anyways.” I laughed slightly. “Oh good, I’m Chris by the way.” He added, looking down at me. “y/n.” I replied, sipping on my drink. “Is there anything I can get for you?” The Bartender asked the oddly familiar man. “I’ll just have a Pepsi.” He said, pulling out his wallet.

After a few minutes of small talk, I began to feel more confident and decided to ask some more questions about Chris. I looked down at the Pepsi in his hand and back up at him. “So you don’t drink?” I asked, motioning towards the Pepsi. “No neither do me or my brothers.” He said looking over his shoulder slightly. “Ohh, are your brothers here with you?” I smiled, looking over at where his gaze was. He turned back around looking at me once again. “No I actually came here with my friend. What about you?” He replied. “Same here she’s currently dancing speaking of which I should probably go find her,” I said beginning to stand up. I looked back at Chris. “Would you like to dance with me once I’ve found her?” I asked, drinking the last of my drink. “Sure.” He chuckled standing up as well.

— Me and Chris had eventually found Lydia, who was dancing with some random girl. I tapped on her shoulder, as she turned her face revealed a smile. “Lydia, this is Chris. Chris, this is Lydia.” I said introducing them both to each other. “Nice to meet you!” She giggled, as she grabbed my arm. He nodded smiling at her slightly, turning his focus back to me.

After Lydia and Chris getting to know each other a little bit better, Lydia went back to dancing with the girl where as me and Chris decided to dance together.

Once I began dancing i found myself lost in the music, swaying to the beat. The atmosphere was ecstatic, due to my slight tipsy-ness and the fact I was dancing with a hot guy I had met almost an hour ago or it could have been because we were so close to each other because of how crowded the dance floor was, leaving not even enough room for a mouse to fit in between us both. “This is fun.” I said just loud enough for Chris to hear. “Yeah it is.” He chuckled, the feeling of his warm breath near my neck sent shivers down my spine. Suddenly I felt his arms inch around my waist. “Is this okay?” He asked. “Yes that’s just fine.” I replied, grinning like a child and a candy shop. I began moving my hips to the beat of the song, causing Chris to chuckle from behind me. “Y’know there’s something that’s drawing me to get to know you even better, in every way possible.” I whispered, just loud enough for him to hear. His eyes widened, as he practically froze in place causing me to giggle. “Would you like to get to know me in every way possible?” I added. He nodded eagerly. “Come with me then.” I smiled as he removed his hands from my waist, as I placed my hand in his.

We pushed our way through the crowded club floor, hand still in hand. Eventually making it to the bathroom stalls, checking if anyone could see us as I entered pulling Chris in behind me. “You sure you want to do this?” I asked, looking for some sort of consent. “Yea I’m sure.” He chuckled down at me, bringing his lips towards mine. The gap between them slowly closing, as I felt our heart rate increase and his eyes fluttered shut. I swiped my tongue over his bottom lip as they parted slightly as he groaned. Our tongues now fighting for some sort of dominance, as I brought my hand up brushing it through his hair. I pulled back bringing my lips to his ear whispering.“You can touch y’know.” He nodded his hands immediately making their way to my waist gently squeezing the flesh. I could feel the tent in his pants on my thigh, I moved my leg slightly causing a tiny groan to fall from Chris’ lips in anticipation. “You want me to touch you?” I giggled, moving my hand down to the tent in his pants. “Yes.. please.” He whined softly. He didn’t have to tell me twice, as I had already began unzipping his cargos pulling them down slightly, as they fell the rest of the way, pooling down at his ankles. I sunk down on my knees looking up into his blue innocent eyes. “You sure you want this.” I asked one again, my index finger know making tiny circles on the bottom of his thigh. “I sure.” His breath hitched at the feeling of my index finger almost near where he needed me most. With that I tugged down his boxers, his cock immediately sprung out standing tall and proud.

I spat on my hand pumping his cock a few times, bringing my lips to the tip kissing the it slightly before putting as much of his length as I could in my mouth, gagging slightly. I kept my pace long and slow, maintaining eye contact the whole time as he groans filled the bathroom. “Fuck..please don’t stop.” He begged, caressing the top of my head. The sound of his groans and small whimpers practically had me dripping. I then brought my hand near his balls slowly caressing, causing more noises to fall from his lips, his hips slightly jutting forward every time I moved my head up and down. “Shit..you’re gonna ma- make me cum if you keep doing that.” He croaked, throwing his head back. By the way his cock started twitching I could tell he was close, I immediately moved my head back my lips making a popping sound as i removed them from his dick. “M’ sorry my love, you’re gonna have to wait.” I said, standing up and stroking his sweat forehead, giving his lips a quick peck. “Please let me at least make you feel good first.” He said, looking down at me.

How could I say no to him when he’s looking at me like that.

“Of course you can.” I smiled, Chris’ hands immediately making their way to my top undoing it and pulling it off. His eyes trailing down to where my breasts sat. “Can I?” He asked, looking back up at me. I nodded, as he grinned moving his mouth to my left breast. I gasped, at the feeling of his hot breath near my nipple as he kissed them softly. He looked back up at me slightly before attaching his lips to my nipple, softly squeezing the other one causing me to moan he then began sucking it with more passion. He slightly groaned into my breast the sound immediately going right to my core. I moved my hand up pushing it through his hair once again, as he moved his face giving the other nipple the same amount of attention, scattering a few love bites here and there. He removed his mouth from my nipple. “Can i take these off?” He asked, motioning towards my bottoms. “Yea.” I breathed out, helping him as he removed them chucking them with his trousers.

After basically all my clothes were removed except my panties, Chris brung his hand over touching my clit through them. I moaned at the feeling of his fingertips making circles on my clit, he slowly sped up. “You soaked, holy shit.” He chuckled, moving his hands up pulling my panties down as I stepped out of them. I pulled Chris’ face back into mine our lips meeting once again, his hand now squeezing my ass cheeks roughly. I pulled back abruptly, his face shone with concern. “You alright?” He asked. “Yeah I just realised I left my purse, which had condoms in it, with Lydia.” I sighed, rubbing my face slightly. “Well I’m clean and I can always pull out.” Chris smiled, ruffling my hair a little causing me to smile. “Alright, come closer then.” I giggled, but as chris walked back I pushed him back making him sit on the toilet lid as I sat down on his lap.

Pecking his lips quickly, raising my hips to aline his cock with my entrance slowly sinking down onto it. Whining at the stretch. “Holy shit ur so tight.” Chris groaned as I started bouncing on his cock, eventually making some sort of erotic rhythmic pattern. The pain from the stretch, turning into pleasure causing whimpers and moans to leave my mouth as Chris’ dick hit places I never knew existed. My pace sped up, Chris thrusting his hips up into mine. “Oh my god Chris.” I whined, Chris grunting as I spoke, placing his head in the crook of my neck placing a slight kiss on my collarbone. I could feel the knot starting to form in my stomach, as my breathing started picking up. So I gave up on bouncing and decided to roll my hips against his, not bothering to go slowly as I tried to reach mine and Chris’ high.

I could tell Chris was getting close by the way he was twitching inside of me. “You close baby?” I asked, moving my hips faster. He whimpered loudly in response, grabbing onto my hips helping me move. “Holy shit.” I whined, gripping onto Chris’ hands. “F-fuck.” Chris croaked out. “Cum with me Chris.” I moaned. “B-but I don’t have a condom on.” He breathed, slowly down slightly. “I don’t care, I’ll get plan b tomorrow.” I replied, bringing my hips up and slamming them back down abruptly causing the knot in the stomach to snap as well as Chris to tumble over, blissing us both out. Our juices mixing together as we rode out our high. The smell was intoxicating, as me and Chris stayed in place, satisfied and sweaty.

After catching our breath, me and Chris got cleaned up and re dressed giggling amongst ourselves about what just happened. “Y’know you bumped into someone on the dance floor earlier?” He said grinning. “Oh my gosh was that you.” I giggled. Chris nodded, as we erupted into laughter again.

— Once we had stopped laughing we both decided to check our phones for any notifications from Nate or Lydia. Lydia had messaged me saying she went home with the girl from earlier and Nate had told Chris that he had left with a girl quite a while ago. “We should probably get going then.” I said looking up Chris, he nodded in response giving my head a tender kiss as we left the bathroom. “So would you possible want to come back to mine?” I asked smiling. “I’d love to.” He replied as we left the club hand in hand.

This was definitely not how I expected my Saturday night to end.

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The end!!

A/N: honestly enjoyed writing this one as well, this and my last two posts are my top three favourites at the moment lmaoo. Hope you enjoyed reading

Love you all — Gracie

Taglist: @patscorner @mattyb4dominicans @watercolorskyy @brooklynn0103 @junnniiieee07

[icedhockey]

hockey players + quotes i think about daily [2/?]

[Image description: a set of ten gifs, all of hockey players.

Travis Konecny saying, "I will not sing it, but uh... Party in the U.S.A is probably my favourite song."

PK Subban during an NHL All-Star game skating by the opposing bench. He taunts, "I'm in your kitchens. Both of your kitchens. I'm cooking steaks--steaks, ribs, chicken stir fry, pancakes..."

Gabriel Landeskog and Erik Johnson sitting next to each other. They're each holding a whiteboard. Gabe says, "We look the same," and gestures at the two of them. Erik looks down at his board and scoffs, and says, "No we d--God, I'm a poor man's you."

Ilya Bryzgalov, wearing a leather jacket and sitting in a dimly lit room. He says, "Solar system is so humongous big, right?" as he leans forward.

The Philadelphia Flyers all standing together for a group team photo. Travis Konecny is standing next to Nolan Patrick. Travis says, "Smile, Pat?" Nolan replies, "No." Both of them are staring forward, neutral expressions on their faces throughout the exchange.

Tyler Seguin, a Dallas Stars player, standing on the ice. He calls, "Roope! You go, babe."

Tyler Seguin wearing a suit and saying, "Guys at home, if you're single, give me a call. We'll hang out." An animated a red heart with an arrow through it and a banner that says "Single's Awareness" appears on the screen next to him, and then is replaced with an animated candy heart that says "Call me" on it.

Claude Giroux and Travis Sanheim standing in front of an elevator. They're both wearing suits. Claude, grinning slightly, says, "Dinosaurs, they're actually really focused all the time, you know that? It's a fun fact for you." Then he turns away toward the elevator. His teammate replies, "But they're extinct, so..."

A break during a Red Wings/Islanders game. Drew Miller (a Red Wings player) is standing on the ice. He gestures with one arm and says, "Don't fucking do stupid shit."  Matt Martin (an Islander) is sitting on the bench. The camera switches to him as he says, "Go dye your hair."

Nathan MacKinnon looking amused and scared as he shakes his head and says, "I don't wanna hold your baby. It's too much pressure. I don't even know how to hold a baby."

[Plain text caption: hockey players + quotes i think about daily [2/?] End plain text.]

credit to @dorsalfin for the wonderful image description! non-described version rebloggable here.

[quill-pen]

🦅🇺🇲🎆July 4th in modern Scrooge household🎆🇺🇸🦅:

Bright and early wake up call of 🎶AMERICA--FUCK YEAH!!!🎶

Ebenezer surrounded by five Americans decked out in red, white, and blue, stars and stripes, eagles, other U.S. icon bearing articles of clothing and face paint. (Millie is definitely running around with a U.S.A. flag cape.)

Ebenezer surrounded by Americans making eagle calls all day. "You hear that? It's the wild call of FREEDOM!"

Ebenezer being surrounded by Americans who randomly scream iconic American lines all day: "Don't tread on me!", "No taxation with representation!", "The British are coming!", "FREEDOM!!!" (Eb: You know that's more associated with 'Braveheart'?), etc.

Thankfully the kids' surprise tea dumping ceremony to simulate the Boston Tea Party only ever happened once, otherwise the pool would be wrecked. But Eb has begun to refrain from drinking tea on this day to avoid teasing about the Party.

Really bad American freedom "jokes": "What did King George III say?" "I don't know, what-" "Who cares?! FREEDOM!!! *eagle screech*"

Pictures of the Queen/King have definitely been covered up with Google printouts of American presidents.

The house's sound-system continuously plays patriotic, American songs all day.

Picnic in the countryside with blue rock shooting. (SO MUCH "FREEDOM!" AND "'MURICA!" THROWN AROUND.)

ONLY ICONIC AMERICAN FOOD IS THE MENU FOR THE DAY. (Eb has actually come to enjoy the biscuits and gravy for breakfast.)

Only American vernacular in the house. "Biscuits" are "cookies" for example--you will be corrected, probably with an eagle cry.

Fireworks display on TV to close off the day.

Definitely a "revolutionary war" in the bedroom that night. (Only both sides win.😏)

[jamisonwritestf2trash]

Soldier is picked to do karaoke one night at the base. He's drunk, everyones drunk. He scrolls through the songs and stops. He's found it. It's the perfect song.

This grown man belts out the best rendition of Miley Cyrus's Party in The U.S.A.

Tears are shed. Karaoke will never be the same again.

[kannibaleherzen]

I have Disneyland on my mind, so I wrote some headcannons about Dano characters and their favorite attractions at the Disneyland Resort! No surprises, SFW fluff. All these guys under the cut. ♡

I made the graphic on my phone so it sucks.

Additions of Burt Fabelman and Louis Ives are also included! ♡♡♡♡♡

Dwayne Hoover: He wants to be a pilot, and in fact can be at Disneyland! He absolutely loves and will fight to get the pilot position every time at Millennium Falcon: Smuggler's Run. Dwayne has tried and once successfully gotten your ride crew to activate Chewy mode. If cast would let him, he could pilot both positions alone, but they can't and won't. Dwayne also always gets excited about Soarin' Around the World. He is mesmerized by the indoor portion of the queue with all the pilots on the walls and reads them every time.

Lucas: This sweet boy is into Fantasyland. The traditional King Arthur's Carrousel, Dumbo the Flying Elephant, and Snow White's Enchanted Wish. He could spend all day in Fantasyland if you let him. In the evening, he loves getting a good spot for fireworks that start at 9:00. About 40 minutes before, he wades through the crowd to get a churro for you two to share when it starts. It takes forever to even get the churro, so you two always cherish that moment.

Pierre Bezukhov: A Fantasyland man as well. Alice in Wonderland, Mad Tea Party, then Matterhorn Bobsleds in that order before anything else in the park. Unlike Calvin who uses connections, Pierre is a member of Club 33, and will take you to the 1901 Lounge at the Carthay Circle instead because he thinks it's classier and the drinks are better there. Once sufficiently drunk and fed, he loves to go watch Mickey's PhilharMagic.

Jay: Rise of the Resistance isn't just a ride, it's a full experience. Jay will wait however long it takes to get through the queue and on. He loves the scene with the Stormtroopers and hopes one day he can recruit more ALF members to have a big enough fleet like that to save more animals. When it's over, he always takes time to chat with cast members about the cats that live back there. How are they? When do they get food left for them? When were they spayed or neutered? And so forth.

Percy Dolarhyde: In typical fashion, Big Thunder Mountain Railroad. The best part to him is the hill climb with explosions. Percy won't admit it, but he also has a soft spot for The Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh. His favorite part is looking up and behind to catch a glimpse of the old Country Bears Jamboree that used to occupy the space.

Calvin Weir-Fields: You will be dragged to Pirates of the Caribbean by him. He wants the redhead! It's no surprise he does the same right after for Roger Rabbit's CarToon Spin. Calvin loves the queue spot where he can knock on Jessica Rabbit's door and say Walt sent him. Once done there, he must go on Mr. Toad's Wild Ride. Because in the end, you go to hell. He uses connections to get into Club 33 for a romantic dinner after putting up with him.

Alex Jones: Cars Land. Just... All of it. The first time he sets foot, he is in love. Why wouldn't he be? The themeing of Radiator Springs is perfect! Alex loves doing finger guns and shouts Lightning McQueen's "Ka'chow!" for the photo on  Radiator Springs Racers. When on Luigi's Rocking Roadsters, he loves the circles at the end of the song and puts his arms up (as is the custom). He always needs a pic with Mater.

Eli Sunday: The higher the ride, the closer to God. Eli is pretty traditional when it comes to rides, and loves the Pixar Pal Around. He does not go in the regular gondola, but the swinging one. He is just a touch crazy after all. Eli also likes the Disneyland Railroad, but scoffs at the dinosaur scene between Tomorrowland and Mainstreet U.S.A. believing they've never existed.

Hank Thompson: He's just so excited about everything. Hank absolutely must go to Adventureland first to ride Indiana Jones Adventure. A Spielberg movie brought to life! He always hopes to get the driver's seat because it's the best. Hank never looks into the eyes of Mara! After is a trip on Jungle Cruise, and always laughs at the skipper's jokes. He loves getting bao from the Tropical Hideaway. When visiting DCA, he must go on Grizzly River Run and say hi to Francisco the cat who lives near the queue.

Timothy Klitz: Klitz just wants to cuddle with you anywhere and everywhere. It's a Small World is the best for doing so. A good 15 minute boat ride with an albeit slightly grating song is good enough. He loves The Haunted Mansion for the same reason. Any slow, dark ride where you can feed each other popcorn is best. To get in and out of the park, he enjoys taking the Monorail from Downtown Disney.

Edward Nashton: You ever see an impossibly high score on a game? Higher than the cast members who work the ride, Edward is the champ! Buzz Lightyear's Astro Blasters is where it's at for Eddie! He gets so immersed in it that he forgets there's a photo and he always looks so determined, hunched over reaching out with the blaster in hand. He also goes crazy competitive on Toy Story: Midway Mania and always gets the tippiest of top scores to your amazement.

Joby Taylor: First, you need to beg, plead, and bribe him to even set foot on property. They serve alcohol is the line that gets him. Joby is so not into the no smoking unless outside security, but can stand it for a day. Just for you. Beer in hand, you force him in line for Guardians of the Galaxy: Mission Breakout! He downs the beer, gets on, then once your ride plays Born to be Wild by Steppenwolf, he is hooked.

Burt Fabelman: He worked for GE! Keeping to the time period, he adores the Carousel of Progress in Tomorrowland. He feels so proud of what he does now and what the future holds. He has to see the show first! Tomorrowland is where he feels happiest (People Mover!), but also is down for a round in the Enchanted Tiki Room, and Mark Twain's River Boat, too.

Louis Ives: A bit of a traditionalist. He adores the fact the carousel horses are authentic antiques. Any time Mary Poppins and Burt are on it as well, he gets giddy and will watch and wave at them! Louis adores Storybook Land, even if it's filled with the youngest of guests. When it comes to dining, Louis somehow always manages to score a coveted reservation to the Blue Bayou. Every. Single. Trip. He won't share his secret on how he does it, but if you had to guess, he knows a cast member.

[mikeywayarchive]

Instagram story by mikeyway

[Jul 6, 2023]

[blacknwhitemood]

Back side:

Some details - behind the Iron Curtain:

Made in Hungary with the original price:

Catching Up With - inner paper cover:

Black Celebration with But Not Tonight at the end (USA edition):

Blue vinyl (German edition):

Violator in French and the new edition inside:

Duplicates:

This is my DM vinyl album collection - so far. I also collect 7" singles, you can read about it in another post. These albums released in the "original" year in different countries like West Germany, U.S.A., France, Yugoslavia and Hungary. It shows well the age of Depeche Mode that some of these countries are no longer exist.

Original DM LPs are rare if I don't want to order them from eBay for a fortune and uncertain delivery. I must be lucky - and I was. I bought them from a website where buddies like me sell their used items, a guy regulary sends me e-mails about his duplicates, I'm really appreciated. There is a second hand music recording shop not far from my flat, I remember I went there first time in October to buy MFTM in blue version (haha, now I know how rare it is). The shop was crowded, sellers were busy, I was a bit nervous. One of the customers asked loudly over the LP heap "So where is that Depeche Mode you talked about?" I turned there, he was given MFTM by the shop owner. "I leave it here for now, someone will really need it" - he said and I went to him for the vinyl "I was coming exactly for this album, I'm not kidding. I'm buying this" - we were laughing, the owner said this LP had arrived to the shop 17 minutes before I got it.

Or I just find them in my mother's potato cellar (!) where my sister left them in the early 90s: the Hungarian version of MFTM, and Violator by Virgin Records. I had to wash some black mold off them… I found the original price sticker from 1987 (280 HUF - today it would cost 15,000 HUF) and Violator has sticker at the front in French "L'album inclus Personal Jesus & Enjoy the silence". These were my first DM experience in my childhood when I was prepearing to a music high school and I learnt all of those strange songs on piano.

Unfortinately two important studio albums are missing yet from the 80s: one of my favourite, Some Great Reward, I'm sure we will find each other one day. I could've bought Speak & Spell but only the American version, too much differences, I prefer the other one. My Black Celebration is American too, that means you can find one more song at the end of B side, But Not tonight - this song has never released in Europe. I also love my Catching Up With, because the cover is wow (I mean hot), and the inner paper cover is full of photos, this way they promoted the band in the States. This singles collection released only in the USA, this is the American version of The Singles 81→85 with 4 differences. And I need SOFAD and it' singles, I'm afraid it's gonna be a difficult advanture.

Basicly I don't want to keep 2 or more versions of the albums, beside MFTM Violator is duplicated in a funny reason. I went to Müller shopping soaps and while I was standing in line at the checkout and I got a sight of vinyls next to puffed corn. "What if there is DM?" There was. Violator, new edition that you can order all of the albums in any time. This was my very first DM album, I just couldn't leave it there, my heart was beating loudly. After this I've decided to collect original vinyls only, because they have souls. Decades ago someone bought it and listened to is with joy and perhaps he or she was in love with someone and went to a concert or a flat party and they were dancing… When I hold these old, crumpled albums in my hand I can feel the past. It makes me so happy.

A Broken Frame 1982 Made in Yugoslavia (Jugoton)

Construction Time Again 1983 Made in West Germany

Catching Up With Depeche Mode 1985 Made in U.S.A.

Black Celebration 1986 Made in U.S.A.

Music For The Masses 1987 Made in West Germany (blue vinyl)

Music For The Masses 1987 Made in Hungary (Gong)

Violator 1990 Made in France (Virgin)

Violator 2016 (new edition - Sony)

[roxckede]

What songs would Nanbaka characters have on their playlist?

10 songs they would have on their playlist Part 1! Cell 13

❤️Jyugo⛓️

•Christmas Kids- Roar •Runaway baby- Bruno Mars •Teenage Dirtbag- Wheetus •Smooth Criminal- Michael Jackson •Rät- Penelope Scott •Look Who’s Inside Again- Bo Burnham •The Main Character- Will Wood •Blood // Water- Grandson •Sad Song- Scotty Sire •Anybody Have A Map?- Rachel Bay Jones,Jennifer Laura Thompson

♠️Uno♥️

•Party In The U.S.A- Miley Cyrus •Grease Lightin’- John Travolta, Jeff Conaway •Baggy Trousers- Madness •Killer Queen- Queen •Everybody Loves me- OneRepublic •Circus- Britney Spears •Should I Stay Or Should I Go?- The Clash •Terms And Conditions- Seb Lowe •Take Your Shirt Off- Millionares •She’s So Lovely- Scouting For Girls

🍔Rock💪

•Face Off- Tech N9ne,Joey Cool,King Iso, Dwayne Johnson •Man I Am- Sam Smith •Cake By The Ocean- DNCE •Summer Nights- John Travolta, Olivia Newton-John •She Wolf- Shakira •Timber (Feat. Ke$ha)- Pitbull •Roar- Katy Perry •Thats What I Like- Bruno Mars •Cruisin’ For A Bruisin’ - Ross Lynch, Jason Evigan, Grace Phillips •There’s Nothing Holding Me Back- Shawn Mendes

💊Nico👾

•I/Me/Myself- Will Wood •Disobedient- Kate Micucci, Micheala Dietz, Steven Universe •Tomedo Wonders- Wonderland X Showtime •Just Monika- Random Encounters •Happy Pills- Weathers •Devils Don’t Fly- Natalia Kills •Art Is Dead- Bo Burnham •Life Is Fun- BoyInABand, TheOdd1sOut •What The World Needs- Tiffany Tatreau •My Superhero Movie- Jacob Jeffries

Requests are open :)

[etherealspacejelly]

today on robin's adhd shenanigans:

my brain is playing an awful cursed mashup of K9's Lament by Chameleon Circuit and Party In The USA by Miley Cyrus

^ both songs for reference

[oksfranta]

I was tagged by @letsmakesomeonehappytoday to list 5 songs I listened to recently. here they are

you can clearly see that my playlist was on shuffle lol

I'm tagging @sunflowersofme, @holyshit, @thechavier, @theirloveisgross, @tryhoney, @sthabit, @harryisthelilspoon, @fivescrews

[charismaofobedience]

here's my take like

considering that as a EN release promotion (and a gift + curse to humanity) we got the U.S.A cover with crazy:b and undead, i think they should like. release one promo cover for every milestone the EN server hits, but with all songs always having something to do with america

so what i'm saying is i think that, when we hit 1M players on the EN server, they should give us a "Party In the U.S.A" by Miley Cyrus cover, specifically covered by crazy:b and mama.