#van halen timeline

[eddiemunson-reader-shame]

Good Evening Hawkins We Now Have a Playlist for “A Freak and A Basket Case”

An Eddie Munson x Hispanic!Fem!Reader Insert Fiction

Songs are selected for their relevance to the chapters and to the personal tastes of various characters within the story. These are all songs I’ve tried to find that have a max cutoff year of 1986, in keeping with the story’s timeline.

Fun fact: these are all songs I grew up listening to in some capacity because of my parents, so they’re very special. A lot of the heavy metal songs are courtesy of friends past and present. Especially ones such as Van Halen and AC/DC. If you’ve ever played guitar before you might recognize some of them lol (*cough* smoke on the water *cough*)

If you wanna talk about any of the songs or if you have any suggestions, please feel free to send an ask! Hope you enjoy!

[Playlist] “Sounds from A Freak and A Basket Case”

[Masterlist] A Freak and A Basket Case: An Eddie Munson x Hispanic!Fem!Reader

[djarintreble]

im writing out a request for dad!eddie and im setting it to where arwen is in 3rd grade… i was looking for 80s children outfit inspo and just realized… she would be a 90s kid.

i have her born in 1989 so in 3rd grade, she’s be 8? in 1997… brb gonna go rewrite Arwen’s style and incorporate time accurate references. but then again, eddie is one to relish in his late 80s lifestyle, why not dress his kid in oversized van halen tshirt and denim on denim 🤷🏼‍♀️

not me making a timeline for dad!eddie series lol

[mandalhoerian]

👁️🎵 for miss vera!

thank you anon for sending me the eye one particularly because i've been going crazy abt vera's eyes HHHHHHH

for 𝐎𝐂 𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐉𝐈 𝐀𝐒𝐊𝐒 !

👁️ EYE - what colour are their eyes? do people notice their eyes? is there anything special about them (shows emotion easily, literally magical...)?

vera has gray eyes, they can be pale silver or a darker iron color depending on the lighting. they are are striking because the good old middle eastern heritage made them eyelashes thick and long, AND she wears kohl sometimes --

doubled with the fact she has sanpaku eyes

now i've based her eyes (despite having a faceclaim, YES I KNOW. i have specific facial characteristics going on for her lmao) on the famous old turkish actress türkan şoray, here's an example

i didnt know the type of droopy, big, sleepy eyes with whites underneath were called sanpaku eyes before. when i researched it i found out that this was for sure the look i wanted to go with for vera!

she looks tired/sad sometimes without meaning it.

her eyes are extremely captivating, stare too long and you'll fall in love kind

i honestly dont know if i wanna be or want to be with her

🎵 MUSIC NOTE - what is their playlist like? their favorite artists? do you associate a particular song with them?

OOF NOW WE'RE TALKING!!!!

Vera is primarily into rock/metal music, van halen, ac/dc, metallica, guns&roses, mötley crue, megadeth, etc. etc.

i even compiled a soundtrack for nttd in vera's taste -- like for example, dark night by the blasters plays in the supposed prologue shot for the fic and the hypothetical introduction collage. girl help this is hyperfixation at this point

her current favorite album in 1998 timeline is rob zombie's recent album hellbilly deluxe, dragula is her shit. leon and her taste in music overlap, actually

the one song i associate with vera generally is digging my own grave by five finger death punch, very 2000s rock but i see it

[geniusbook1]

Black Sabbath: An Oral History Unveiled

In the echoes of Woodstock's fading melodies and the lingering aura of the Summer of Love, a seismic shift was occurring in the realm of music—one that would give rise to an entirely new genre, forever altering the musical landscape. This distinctive sound, characterised by its dark, brooding essence and overwhelming power reminiscent of industrial machinery, bore a banshee-like voice that echoed lyrics from the deepest recesses of our collective soul. Yet, within this formidable sonic landscape, meaningful melodies emerged, and the lyrics boldly pointed fingers at the injustices and corruptions of the world—a manifestation of the finest traditions of 1960s music. This phenomenon would come to be known as "heavy metal."

In the pages of "Black Sabbath: An Oral History," penned by the insightful Mike Stark, readers are invited into the captivating world of Tony Iommi, Geezer Butler, Bill Ward, and the inimitable John "Ozzy" Osbourne. These four young Englishmen, driven by their passion for music, would become the architects of a movement that not only defined an era but also laid the foundation for a musical genre that continues to resonate across generations.

Through the lens of firsthand accounts, Stark weaves a compelling narrative that unfolds the history of Black Sabbath. This quintessential British heavy metal band, with its revolutionary sound, left an indelible mark on the music industry. Their influence rippled through time, shaping the sound of subsequent bands, from the raw energy of Metallica to the virtuosity of Van Halen, the industrial grit of Nine Inch Nails, and the haunting melodies of Alice in Chains.

The oral history extends beyond the core quartet, introducing a supporting cast of musical luminaries. Ronnie James Dio, Rob Halford, Eric Singer, Tony Martin, Cozy Powell, and Neil Murray—all contribute to the rich tapestry of Black Sabbath's journey. Stark masterfully navigates the reader through a detailed timeline, chronicling the band's evolution from its inception in 1970 to the present day, offering an intimate exploration of their artistic and personal metamorphosis.

"Black Sabbath: An Oral History" not only captures the essence of the band's groundbreaking music but also paints a vivid portrait of the individuals behind the music. The narrative unfolds like a sonic tapestry, intricately woven with anecdotes, struggles, triumphs, and the relentless pursuit of artistic expression.

As readers traverse the pages of this oral history, they gain insight into the collaborative synergy that fueled Black Sabbath's creative process. The band's journey is not merely a chronological progression of albums and tours; it is a saga of resilience, experimentation, and an unyielding commitment to pushing the boundaries of musical expression.

The book's supporting cast, each a luminary in their own right, adds depth to the narrative. From the powerhouse vocals of Ronnie James Dio to the thunderous drumming of Cozy Powell, these individuals contributed unique elements to Black Sabbath's sonic landscape. Stark ensures that their voices, too, resonate throughout the pages, offering readers a holistic understanding of the band's collaborative spirit.

A notable feature of "Black Sabbath: An Oral History" is the meticulously annotated album discography. This comprehensive guide allows readers to trace the band's evolution through each studio release, providing context to the musical landscape of the time and the band's artistic intentions.

In essence, this oral history transcends the conventional narrative of a rock band. It is a deep dive into the psyche of Black Sabbath, exploring the motivations, inspirations, and challenges that defined their artistic journey. Stark's meticulous research and engaging storytelling style ensure that readers not only witness the evolution of a band but also gain a nuanced understanding of the individuals who propelled Black Sabbath into the annals of music history.

As readers navigate this sonic journey, they discover how Black Sabbath's music served as a conduit for societal commentary. The band's lyrics, often dark and introspective, mirrored the tumultuous socio-political landscape of their time. Through the lens of their music, Black Sabbath became not just a band but a cultural force that resonated with audiences grappling with the complexities of a changing world.

The legacy of Black Sabbath extends far beyond the confines of heavy metal. It is a testament to the enduring power of music to transcend generational boundaries and resonate with diverse audiences. As Stark meticulously captures the band's impact, readers are invited to appreciate the intricate interplay of creativity, camaraderie, and cultural relevance that defines the Black Sabbath experience.

In conclusion, "Black Sabbath: An Oral History" is a captivating exploration of a band that not only defined a genre but also left an indelible imprint on the broader musical landscape. Stark's narrative prowess and the voices of the individuals involved converge to create a symphony of storytelling—a testament to the enduring allure and influence of Black Sabbath. As readers turn the final pages, they emerge not only with a profound appreciation for the band's music but also with a deeper understanding of the alchemy that transforms a group of musicians into legends.

[theexiledviera]

Running on the Ragged Edge 2

Video: Redline Audio: Panama, by Van Halen Published: Fall 2012 Edited By: macchianinterna (aka, me)

We now come to what was my most popular AMV in the community, Running on the Ragged Edge 2. What started out as a joke between me and my friends in CDVV when the Redline trailer came out ended up becoming a reality.

Backstory

This video was a "return to form" after coming out of what I considered my "dark days" of fanvid editing. I was in a fandom that I shall never name, nor will my videos from then ever see the light of day again.

I watched Redline already having joked about make a "sequel" video to my Speed Racer one, and by the time the credits rolled I let out a very solemn sigh knowing full well it was going to happen.

Editing this video was a lot of fun for me, but about half way I wanted to take a break and work on a much more personal video I had been picking away at. However, there was a "demand" for this video to be done and I had little support for the personal one I wanted to finish first. Sadly I rushed to finish this video so that I had my space to work on what I wanted.

I strongly disliked this video for years knowing I could have done better had I not given into the demand of others to release it before I was ready to. In more recent years I've come to appreciate it for what it's for.

This was also when I started taking screenshots of my videos' timelines after I had finished and released them. A weird thing to do, but I enjoyed looking back at the work I put into my videos.

[cowboychrome]

Power Rangers Mighty Morphin the Movie is just so goddamn good, and not even in a "it's so bad it's good" way. NO! It's just GOOD. Like it's so 90s and encapsulates everything about awesome 90s movies and the 90s camp of it all is *chef's kiss*.

The fact it takes place in its own timeline and has no bearing on the show's story. The fact that we get MULTIPLE morphing scenes as opposed to the two movies that came after. The one-liners?! Hello! And it's one of those movies where you're enjoying it so much that you don't want it to end, so when the fireworks go off at the end thanking the Rangers, followed up by Van Halen - Dreams you're feeling this weight of happiness and sadness because you want more!

Nah, man, this movie is perfect. I love Turbo and even the 2017 movie but MMPR: The Movie is unfuckwithable, argue with your mother about it.

[classic-rock-roller]

The Van Halen Timeline

Mostly Taken from Everybody Wants Some: The Van Halen Saga by Ian Christe, everything after March 2007 is from my own research  

October 13th, 1947: Sammy Hagar born in Monterey, California 

May 8th, 1953: Alexander Arthur van Halen born in Holland

October 10th, 1953: David Lee Roth born in Bloomington, Indiana 

June 20th, 1954: Michael Anthony Sobolewski born in Chicago, Illinois

January 26th, 1955: Edward Lodwijk van Halen born in Holland 

July 26th, 1961: Gary Cherone born in Malden, Massachusetts 

Winter 1962: Jan van Halen emigrates with his family to California 

1967: Edward gets $100 Teisco Del Ray guitar from Sears 

1971: Alex and Eddie Van Halen form the Trojan Rubber Company 

Autumn 1973: David Lee Roth joins the Van Halen brothers in Mammoth

1973: Sammy Hagar joins Montrose, records two albums, and tours heavily 

Spring 1974: Mike Sobolewski joins Van Halen, becomes Michael Anthony 

May 1976: Gene Simmons “discovers” Van Halen at the Starwood, finances unsuccessful demo tape 

1976: Sammy Hagar leaves Montrose, launches solo career 

May 1977: Ted Templeton rediscovers Van Halen, signs band to Warner Bros.

February 10th, 1978: Release of Van Halen; leading to tours with Journey, then Black Sabbath 

October 10th, 1978: Van Halen goes platinum

March 23rd, 1979: Release of Van Halen II; first headlining tour runs through October 

March 26th, 1980: Release of Women and Children First 

August 29th, 1980: Eddie Van Halen meets Valerie Bertinelli

April 11th, 1981: Eddie marries Valerie 

April 29th, 1981: Release of Fair Warning 

April 14th, 1982: Release of Diver Down

May 29th, 1983: Van Halen paid $1.5 million to play for four hundred thousand people at US Festival ‘83

January 4th, 1984: Release of 1984, featuring band’s first number 1 singe, “Jump”

September 2nd, 1984: Final show by classic lineup in Nuremberg, Germany 

December 31st, 1984: David Lee Roth releases Crazy from the Heat

1985: Cherone’s band the Dream wins MTV’s Basement Tapes

April 1985: David Lee Roth exits Van Halen 

September 1985: Eddie Van Halen announces at Farm Aid that Sammy Hagar is Van Halen’s new lead singer 

November 19th, 1985: Sammy Hagar’s ninth studio album, VOA, becomes his first platinum-selling disc

March 24th, 1986: Release date of 5150; first “Van Hagar” album sells triple platinum by October 

July 4th, 1986: Release of David Lee Roth’s platinum solo debut, Eat ‘Em and Smile 

December 1986: Jan Van Halen dies  

May 24th, 1988: Release of OU812, followed shortly by Roth’s Skyscraper 

Summer 1988: Eddie attempts sobriety while Van Halen tours with Metallica, Scorpions, and Dokken 

February 1989: Tone Lōc;s “Wild Thing” reaches number 2, a rap single that samples Van Halen’s “Jamie’s Cryin”

April 22nd, 1990: Van Halen performs at opening of Cabo Wabo Cantina in Mexico

June 8th, 1990: Extreme’s “More than Words” single hits number 1

February 2nd, 1991: Release of David Lee Roth’s A Little Ain’t Enough, his last gold record as a solo artist

March 16th, 1991: Eddie’s son Wolfgang Van Halen born

June 17th, 1991: Release of For Unlawful Carnal Knowledge, Van Halen’s third-straight number 1 album 

January 1991: Eddie debuts the EVH Music Man guitar and the Peavey 5150 amplifier line 

April 20th, 1992: Gary Cherone joins surviving members of Queen at the Freddie Mercury Tribute Concert in London

February 23rd, 1993: Release of first official live album, Right Here, Right Now

October 16th, 1993: Van Halen’s manager since 1985, Ed Leffler, dies 

March 14th, 1994: Sammy Hagar releases solo collection, Unboxed 

October 2nd, 1994: Fresh from rehab, Eddie Van Halen announces he will never drink again

January 24th, 1995: Release of Balance, the fourth consecutive number 1 studio album 

April 7th, 1995: Eddie arrested at Burbank Airport carrying a loaded gun 

April 26th, 1995: Van Halen returns to Europe after eleven years, as an opening act for Bon Jovi

Fall 1995: David Lee Roth appears in Reno and Las Vegas with a fourteen-piece band 

November 29th, 1995: Sammy Hagar marries second wife, Kari 

June 1996: Eddie and Sammy fight during a phone call; Sammy Hagar leaves Van Halen 

August 7th, 1996: Van Halen certified diamond for ten million sold

September 4th, 1996: Original members of Van Halen appear together at MTV Video Music Awards, leading to renewed quarrels 

October 4th, 1996: Alex and Eddie announce that Van Halen’s new singer will be Gary Cherone 

October 22nd, 1996: Release of Best of Volume I, with two new songs featuring Roth; despite the recent split with the band, it is his first number 1 album 

March 17th, 1998: Release of Van Halen III, the first VH . studio album not to go platinum 

November 5th, 1999: Gary Cherone leaves Van Halen

May 2000: Texas hospital confirms Eddie in outpatient cancer prevention  

Summer 2001: Van Halen completes at least three new songs with David Lee Roth

January 2002: Van Halen’s partnership with Warner Bros. ends after twenty-three years 

April 15th, 2002: David Lee Roth and Sammy Hagar announce joint forty-date summer concert tour 

May 2002: Doctors declare Eddie Van Halen cancer free 

July 2002: Eddie and Valerie Van Halen announce separation 

April 2004: Sammy’s Cabo Wabo Cantina opens a branch in basement of a Lake Tahoe casino; Cabo Wabo tequila ships over 110,000 cases for the year

June 11th, 2004: Van Halen launches reunion tour with Sammy Hagar; relations sour by the end of the summer 

November 19th, 2004: Eddie smashes two Peavey Wolfgang guitars, ending his thirteen-year partnership 

December 6th, 2005: Eddie and Valerie officially file for divorce 

January 2006: David Lee Roth replaces Howard Stern as morning radio DJ; lasts through April 

September 2006: Eddie Van Halen announces that Van Halen will tour in 2007 with his son, Wolfgang, playing bass

December 2006: Roth rehearses with a new all-Van Halen lineup

March 2007: Van Halen inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame

September 27th, 2007: Van Halen started their new tour in Charlotte, North Carolina 

March 5th, 2008: World Weekly Entertainment to CBS News reported that the reason the tour had been interrupted was Eddie Van Halen’s needing to reenter rehab

June 2nd, 2008: The tour ended at the Van Andel Arena in Grand Rapids, Michigan       

July 3rd, 2008: Van Halen headlined the Quebec City Summer Festival 

August 2010: Warner/Chappell Music extends its administration agreements with Van Halen 

January 17th, 2011: Van Halen enters the Hensen Studio C with Producer Jon Shanks 

December 26th, 2011: Their official website is updated, announcing that tickets for their 2012 tour will be available beginning January 10th, 2012 

January 5th, 2012: Van Halen plays an intimate gig at Café Wha? in New York City

January 10th, 2012: Van Halen’s single “Tattoo” makes it’s premier on radio stations 

February 7th, 2012: A Different Kind of Truth is released 

August 30th, 2012: Eddie Van Halen is diagnosed with diverticulitis and undergoes surgery, which postpones the shows in Japan 

April 20th, 2013: Van Halen performs it’s first show outside North American with Roth since 1984

February 2015: Van Halen fansite, VHND.com, announces that Van Halen is releasing their first every live album with David Lee Roth, Tokyo Dome Live in Concert 

March 24th, 2015: Van Halen announces a 39 date tour with Roth that will take place between July and October across North America   

March 31st, 2015: Tokyo Dome Live in Concert is released 

April 2015: Eddie Van Halen tells Rolling Stone that the band “will probably hunker down and do a studio album” after their tour 

January 16th, 2016: Michael Anthony clears up the rumor that he might be rejoining Van Halen 

February 26th, 2016: David Lee Roth clears up some rumors about his recently released song “Ain’t No Christmas”, saying that it has nothing to do with Van Halen 

May 25th, 2016: David Lee Roth says he believes he’ll be back with Van Halen 

August 17th, 2016: Sammy Hagar apologizes to Van Halen  

December 23rd, 2016: Rumors start to fly about Van Halen reuniting for album and 2018 tour 

March 12th, 2017: Michael Anthony says that it’s time for Roth/Hagar Van Halen tour 

June 22nd, 2017: Michael Anthony says that now is a perfect time for a reunion of the classic lineup of Van Halen 

November 2nd, 2017: Sammy Hagar says that there is no chance of a Van Halen reunion 

January 5th, 2018: Michael Anthony is interviewed for upcoming Van Halen documentary 

January 20th, 2018: Van Halen is rumored to have new music and 2018 tour 

January 29th, 2018: Eddie Van Halen sues to stop release of “5150 Vault” documentary  

[streets-in-paradise]

Ice Cream Man - Steve Harrington x (Fem)Henderson!Reader / Eddie Munson x (Fem)Henderson!Reader

Masterlist

Word Count +5 K

Relationships: Steve Harrington x (Fem)Henderson!Reader, Eddie Munson x (Fem)Henderson! Reader 

Warnings: Steve and Eddie being touch starved dorks not so subtly fighting over the reader. I’m once more writing while listening to Van Halen, what made this be inspired (and titled) after this . 

Summary: You pay a visit to Steve at work and Eddie insists on accompanying you. He starts to try joking with you right away, feeling optimistic about keeping his jealousy in control, but the mocks end up turning against him. 

Notes: I stretched the timeline just for this to make sense. Part 4 of the headcanon series is still in the making, but in the meantime I got this idea and made it a separated oneshot. 

Tags: @losersclubisms @p-hoenix @bilesxbilinskixlahey @chalametnpeaches @thatsonezesty13 @poppet05 @starkssnarks @tasmbestspdrman @shinycloudss @slut-for-bucky-barnes @rosencolorgardens @yourthebrokengirl @alexandraoonaghives @dark-angel-is-back​ 

Steve was very disappointed with how things were turning out after graduation and, with Dustin being temporarily out of the picture, you were his main source of encouragement. That was the first summer you were spending alone in terms of not having the company of your brother for a fraction of it. Cheering up your mutual friend out of the letdown until he would find a job so his father would stop being more of an asshole than always to him was your new established priority. 

However, It was a matter of time until Eddie began to complain about his lack of time to be alone with you. Theatrical exaggerations speaking of how you were abandoning him, he would make it sound funny but the implied message was serious. Because of this other friend you were mostly seeing each other through your friendships in the club. You weren’t going to share about the particularly awful situation Steve was going through at home, simply stating that your friend needed you a lot and he was welcome to join you whenever he wanted. You knew that he would never accept hanging out if your ex bully friend would be involved, so there were not much more needed explanations to add. 

At the time Steve got the job at the mall you were the first person he celebrated with and remained his biggest supporter. You came over to visit him on his first day, also dragging the kids with you, and spent a good while chatting with his coworker. She was a hilariously sarcastic girl you recognized from school but who you have never interacted much with before. There was some serious shock in her when you introduced yourself as a friend of Steve, that she didn’t bother to hide. Guessing your school affiliations by your dressing code, too metal to not be Hellfire, she openly asked you what you were doing with him. Robin named your club ‘ the roleplay weirdos’ and that alone let you know she had to be another outcast too. A regular person wouldn’t know what roleplay was, less identifying Dungeons and Dragons as such. She wasn’t one of those ignorant people calling you devil worshippers, her reaction was more a sort of overall cringe and through that you saw she was aware it was a harmless activity. 

You didn’t even mind if she found your thing cringeworthy, it was nice to speak with someone acknowledging it as it was and your friend had to stop you from info dumping. Steve was happy to see you happy and that helped him a bit to stand the extended letdown of his first day. He was amazed by how you made everything feel better, starting with how ashamed he was while wearing his sailor uniform. He hated it, he would have wanted to hide when he saw you on the line and the realization that you were going to see him in those clothes struck him. Yet, when you were finally in front of him he heard you say it was the cutest thing you ever saw. You were fawning tenderness over him, taking his hat and putting it on to ask how it looked on you. Steve was sure Robin had to score him at least a point in the counting when she saw you playing with the hat and calling him a cutie, then touching his hair when returning it. 

A point that he got, but he had to fight for during your next visit. He couldn’t wait to see you again visiting at work, but when it actually happened the situation didn’t develop as pleasantly. You were at the last position on the line for ice cream, giggling for some reason and he noticed you were wearing a very cute sundress. He wondered if the mocks of Robin affected you or if the outfit was because of the heat, but he couldn’t help loving it anyways. You were listening to him, embracing cute things that you liked just as he showed you that you should, and you looked adorable. That romantic style was a surprising contrast compared to the jean, leather and dark clothing of your regular wearing. It distracted him, making him wishifullnessly wonder if that brief change was a sign for him. Then, he saw an unwanted face popping up from behind you that caused an abrupt end to his speculation. 

Eddie Munson, leader of Hellfire and the source of your silly laughing. He was sneaking his hands on your hips and you didn’t seem to care in the slightest, too into whatever joke he was pulling at the time. Steve didn't let the appearances disencourage him. Remembering Dustin's analogy wrapped advice like words of wisdom worthy of clinging to, he insisted on keeping focus to bring out some of his inner Bon Jovi for you. 

" Holy shit, you look beautiful today. " He praised you as soon as he got rid of the rest of the line and finally had you in front of him. " I mean, you always do but I gotta say I’m a little weak for this change. " 

The confidently delivered compliment got you a bit flustered, but an interruption ruined the possibilities to create an ambient. 

" Thanks, Harrington. I'm trying a new hair care routine " Eddie answered for you with an easy joke to make fun of him. " Glad you noticed, It means it is working. "

You inevitably laughed and that impulsed Steve to fight back. 

" Yeah, i bet is called ' actually washing your freaking hair' " 

Eddie pretended to be shocked, making use of his exaggerated mannerisms, then delivered his next verbal punch.  

" At least I don't have to wear a stupid sailor costume." He replicated, impulsively holding you tighter within the action to later try mocking him through you. " Look at that, princess. Is like watching the roman empire fall. "

" Eddie, don't be an asshole! He is my friend and I want to say hi." You softly called him out before directing at your other friend in the front. " Don't worry, Steve. I think you look super cute and it is so nice that you like my dress. It is hot outside and I felt like wearing colors." 

The self expressed tease opened the way for him to vindicate his original intention. 

" It is hot inside too now that you are here, darling. " 

You tried to dissimulate the heat in your face with some laughter. It sounded like a dorkish pick up line, but it got you a bit because you weren't expecting it. 

" Of course it's gonna be, we bring on the flames of Hellfire. '' Eddie added, providing his own dose of dorkness into an attempt of overcoming the reaction Steve got from you. " You are flame hot, sweetheart. Be careful when you touch me because I may burn." 

He got some giggling out of you and was about to consider it a win in his favor. 

" Looks like you are inspired today, i bet that occured to you because you were doing some song writing I still haven't seen. " 

It was all a joke to you, he could sense you simply interpreted the whole situation as some big joke going on between him and Steve. He couldn't blame you because he was the one massively hiding his flirting towards you in jokes. Eddie guessed that after some time with him the line between flirting and joking became blurry to you and you really couldn't tell. 

" Maybe I am inspired because you look like a fairy of the woods with that girly dress. I could write an epic poem about you. " 

" Seems like this dress is a hit. " You innocently joked. " Everyone is loving it so i guess is fine. " 

" More than fine. '' Steve insisted, reclaiming the in front of the situation with some perhaps overplayed confidence. " What's gonna be this time, sweet face?"

You requested both ice cream orders and while you were doing so Eddie was wondering what else he could do to annoy Steve into stopping flirting with you. 

It was not only about how seeing that pissed him off, he was still jealous of how much of your attention that other guy was receiving lately. Jealousy corrupted every fiber of Eddie's being every time your mom answered his phone calls informing him that you were at Steve's but he couldn't truly complain to you about that later. Harrington was a friend of yours as he himself was, so all he did was expressing his disgust on jokes. 

The idea came to him while watching how your cone was being served. A very simple joke, but he knew that you were going to love it. 

" I'm your ice cream man, stop me when I'm passing by. '' Eddie began to sing doing his attempt of a David Lee Roth voice impersonation. " I'm your ice cream man, stop me when I'm passing by."

Sweet chuckling, music for his ears, and your attention was all his. 

" Eddie, that is so inappropriate!" You commented. " That song ain't about ice cream at all. " 

" Of course not, we all know it is about the struggles of the working class. " He kept joking, an ironical take making fun of the sexual undertones the song had. " Isn't that what blues is all about?" 

" The Van Halen cover feels clearly like a horny guy making ice cream metaphors." You explained to Steve with a bit of shame. " Offering himself to all the ladies of the neighborhood." 

Although Eddie was annoying the crap out of him, Steve didn't seem as affected as in other occasions. 

" Very funny, I bet your friend thinks he is so clever. " He sarcastically replied before handing you the cone. " Tell you what? I can go to your house tonight and you show me the entire album. Dustin speaks a lot about that band, but he only made me hear a few songs." 

Eddie didn't let him time to even consider a small win. 

" Make line, she is coming with me." 

You tried to make his words sound less harsh. 

" Eddie misses hanging out alone with me so I am giving him all the rest of the day. I explained to him that we have been busy together and he has been a sunshine, so understanding. " 

" I would like to know why you were so busy. You were never home whenever I called." 

It was the perfect moment for Steve to make his ultimate strike, the line that would make the rival swallow his mocks. 

" Swimming lessons. " He explained while giving him his order. " I have been teaching her in my pool during the breaks from job searching. My parents are never home, so we had the house all for ourselves. " 

Everything in those sentences sounded wrong. Eddie searched for your glance as a gestural ask for explanations, but you were innocently eating your frozen treat. 

" I'm learning a bit and it's really fun." You finally commented, what didn't explain shit. 

" You are doing so well, I have to figure out a new schedule for us to continue. " Steve praised you once more. " I'm actually really proud of you."  

You hid the searched reaction in your side activity, only showing a sideways smile with your lips stained from eating. 

" I am not that good yet, but I do feel more safe. " 

" She looks amazing in swimsuits, you have no idea. " Steve subtly bragged in the comment he directed to Eddie." It all started when she told me that she never learned because she used to be afraid of wearing swimwear in public. I considered helping out with that aspect was important too, as much as the teaching. " 

" He convinced me of trying on a bikini for the first time." You added, with excitement." Can you believe it? "

Not only jealousy, Eddie was feeling literal envy of the situation that was being descripted to him. 

" That's wonderful, sweetheart!" He still cheered you, unable to do anything else because he was in no place to complain." Is that something you were ashamed of? That’s weird to hear because you are never ashamed of anything with me. "

" That was a limit I haven’t crossed yet. I don’t know if i would wear one of those in public but I got comfortable with Steve because he made me feel good about it. "  

The friend beside you listened while eating, restraining his impulse of saying anything about what you were telling to later find his way of stealing you away. 

" Let's go find somewhere to sit so you can get comfy with me. "

You agreed and followed, but not before giving the guy at the other side of the counter a proper salute that consisted of a kiss on the cheek for which you previously licked your lips to avoid leaving any stains. Seeing that you were staying in the store, he tried to keep on watch of both of you in between work tasks. However, Munson complicated things for him on purpose making sure you would be taking the seat placed in the opposite direction so he wouldn’t be able to look at you. . 

Like if she had a radar to spot his frustration, Robin emerged from the back side for more of her usual side commentary. Steve was waiting for her to declare him a loser, remove his point and make fun of him, but her conclusions took an unexpected turn. 

“ I can’t believe we just found a guy who is more desperate than you… or maybe just as desperate.” 

“ Don’t compare me with Munson.” Steve complained, refusing to see himself at the same level. “ He is a needy freak pushing the limits of that friendship just because she lets him.”

“ I don’t know, she seems pretty comfortable.”  His coworker added, in a mockfull tone. “ Although she doesn’t seem to notice the two touch starved guys ready to pluck each other’s eyes out. That’s a bit naive, she still calls you her friends.” 

Steve was disturbed by the implications. 

“ It’s not the same, I have good intentions.” 

“ The road to hell is paved with good intentions.” Robin insisted. “ You wanted to help a friend, make her feel good because you are a sweet boy.” 

She made him feel guilty about that time where he helped you spread sunscreen on your back. 

“ I am looking respectfully ..  and touching only when it is needed, ok? I am not a creep.” 

“ If that makes you feel better.” She mocked him once more. “ That guy may have chocolate sauce topping and you are sprinkled with nuts, but you both seem the same flavor of dumb to me.”

That partially delivered conclusion felt not conclusive at all for him.   

“ Thanks, Robin. That definitely helped.” 

“ I bet she likes that flavor, just haven’t decided which one is her favorite topping.” 

For once, the teasing gave him something to think about. 

She switched tasks with him for a while just to avoid seeing him losing his mind over you. Bussy with the comings and goings of people, she didn't notice ríght away when you approached once more and initially wished she could have avoided it. She didn't necessarily dislike you, but your overly friendly ways were awkward. As if because both of you were outcast girls you would be expected to automatically bond, a form of socialization she imagined that you must have learned from the roleplay group. It was partially ríght, because Hellfire was very much about outcast solidarity.

" Hi, Robin!" You energetically saluted her. " How are things going?"

You were on your own, no sight of the guy who came in with you. 

" Don't you have a dude to watch over? Make sure to keep your metalhead on a leash because I don't want trouble." 

Far from upsetting you, the sarcastic joke made you giggle. Not because of the part of putting Eddie on a leash, but about how weird it was to hear someone describing him as if he was your boyfriend. 

" Eds just went to the bathroom and I know it's gonna take a while. " You casually commented. " I don't know what's wrong with him, but sometimes when we hang out he ends up rushing to the bathroom and disappears. I swear that boy must have the weakest bladder. " 

You never questioned that directly, although it worried you because you guessed it could be a side effect of drinking or some weird drug. You wouldn't want to ask him about it because you feared it could be intrusive to do so, but those relatively frequent escapades to the bathroom were concerning. 

" What's your deal with Mr weak bladder?" Robin asked you in the same casual tone, knowing Steve would be hearing. " Are you dating?" 

The question amused you. 

" No, we are just friends." 

" I don't think he is aware of that. " She mischievously commented with you. " you really need to settle some boundaries" 

" We don't have problems with that. " You quickly clarified. " Eddie is a gentleman: he opens doors for me, sometimes he calls me a princess and he has this joke where he kisses the back of my hand like a knight. Always double checks if i am comfortable with anything he tries around me, he also encourages me all the time. He is such an adorable guy, but he suffers from a bad reputation. Steve thinks he needs to protect me from him for some reason, but Eddie thinks the same about him." 

" It goes for both: either with dumb or dingus you should draw a clear line of what they can or can't do if they want to be your friends." She insisted, throwing some actual advice because the situation weirded her. " For example: friends hug or call each other ridiculous nicknames, but they don't use pet names or kiss." 

" Steve and I have kissed. " You playfully confessed, only speaking of her coworker because he was the only one she knew enough to be hearing your comments on." He has very soft lips, I bet he uses lip balm." 

It grossed her even more simply because you were sharing more than what she would have wanted to know. 

" You have no one else to come over with that sort of thing, ríght?" 

" Well, the only girls who I am friends with just finished middle school. There is also Nancy, my best friend's girlfriend, but I can't talk about that with her. Steve is her ex and Eddie scares her." 

That alone explained a lot, your naivety suddenly made sense. It was an awkward conversation to have, but you were opening up to the very first same age girl who was giving you the possibility. Fortunately for her, Steve showed up and made you shut up. 

“ Is that silence about me? Am I interrupting something?” 

Robin looked visibly fed up with him, knowing well that he was listening but playing the fool in the back the whole time. You replied before her and things could only escalate from that. 

“ I was saying that I can’t believe that you are struggling with dating because you are wonderful and our date was the most fun I ever had.” 

“ That's easy to say, it was the first one.” He joked back, attenuating his excitement. “ It was awesome for me too and you saved my ass that night.” 

“ Don’t tear yourself down. My dating history may be non-existent but that doesn’t mean I am easy to impress. I guess you must be dealing with the consequences, everyone found out you took a freak to prom and now you are blacklisted. “ 

“ It’s not your fault, he blows up every chance he has on his own. '' Robin concluded while seeking a way out of that conversation. “ Make me a favor: watch over dingus while you wait for dumb.” 

As she intended to return to the previous spot you directed a prideful glance to Steve, showing how happy you were for thinking you were making progress. The reminder of how he heard you talk about the softness of his lips was causing an effect and he attempted to make good use of it. 

“ So, has the king of weirdos abandoned you already?”

“ The correct term is Dungeon Master, and he hasn’t. He is just delayed. “ You corrected and it suddenly occurred to you to talk with him about your doubts. Talking with him was safer than asking any of the Hellfire guys and getting labeled as the club’s baby if your question was a dumb one. “ Steve, should I be worried about Eddie? “

“ In my personal opinion? He is insane.” Was your friend’s blatant reply. 

“ I mean, healthwise. Sometimes he takes long bathroom breaks: at one given moment we are having a normal conversation, then he rushes out as if his life depended on it. He can’t even look at me, he just rans.” 

He wasn’t sure of why you wanted his opinion regarding such a specific topic, but what you told was suspicious to him for other reasons.

“ I don’t know, there are a hundred abnormalities going on with that dude. Why don't you start describing to me what got you worried at this particular time?” 

“ We were over there, chatting while having our ice creams and everything was normal.” You began to tell, pointing at the spot you had occupied as if Steve wouldn’t have carefully followed you with his sight at the moment you sat there. “ He was eating slower than me and I made a joke about it. I was like ‘ It’s gonna melt, dummy. Let me help you!’, then licked the side of his that was at the highest risk to fall. I thought that he would find it funny, but he didn’t laugh and only hurried up to finish so he could take off.” 

The description was intense enough for Steve to get an approximated idea of what happened. From that ubication, you probably needed to bend over the table to reach Eddie but the position was way more compromising than what you would realize because all you wanted was to joke. Torso pressed against the surface, mouth open and tongue sticking out to lick the creamy frozen treat that the viewer was holding; Steve felt teased just imagining you like that. In some sort of poetic justice act, Munson seemed to have fallen victim to his own ice cream jokes. 

“ I’m sure he must be alright, being weird is his trademark.” Steve tried to comfort you without telling you his real opinion of the matter. “ Just let me know if he is being too weird with you, more than usual. That’s what I care about the most.” 

“ Curious, because that’s close to what he says of you. Eddie thinks that you are helping me out just to watch me get wet in a bikini.” You confessed as if it was the most hilarious take ever. “ You two are taking protectiveness too far: you are wrong about him and he is wrong about you.” 

Partially wrong, he would have added. Steve didn’t do it for the sake of watching you, but that was an accidental side benefit that he enjoyed. He was almost sure that seeing him in his beach shorts impressed you, the reason why he was somewhat guilty of whoring himself through the activity just to see if he could catch you staring. 

“ I know what you are going to say ‘ You are my friends and I love you’, but I am sure I love you more than he does. “ 

“ That’s really sweet, but very rude. “ You sweetly corrected him. “ You don’t know Eddie enough to state that.” 

“ I don’t need to because I know myself.” 

The irruption from a few customers stopped you from asking any further. You gave him the needed space to keep doing his work and before you could resume that talk Eddie came back. He was all smiles for you, whatever that was bothering him seemed behind and his sweetest side was out for you. 

“ Are you alright, Eds?” You asked him as soon as he got close to you.” What took you so long? “ 

The worry in your eyes made him feel extremely guilty. 

“ Got lost trying to find out if this place has any arcade machines. “ He explained himself, trying to sound convincing enough to hush your concerns away. “ Worry not, fair maiden, for your knight has returned.” 

That joke made you giggle and he had to complete it with the hand kiss gesture, turning you into a blushed mess that you dissimulated through simulating laughing. That time it was you who grabbed him closer, hiding your face against his neck until the outburst would end. Seeking to return the joke, you tried to kiss his hand but he stopped you halfway. You got close enough to smell soap, indicating recent handwashing, but your lips didn’t reach destiny. For some reason he didn’t want you to get there and offered his face as comfort. 

You placed your index finger over his pursed lips, keeping in mind the advice Robin gave you. Seeing his intention frustrated, he threw a casual joke about that. 

“ Is that asshole of Harrington making you be so mean to me?” 

“ Got into some girl’s talk and turns out it’s weird to go around kissing your friend.” You clarified for him. “ A really cool girl gave me a talk about boundaries and shit, she thinks this is something we shouldn’t be doing.” 

“ Was it Wheeler, right? That sounds like her thing. “ Eddie asked while defending his point. “ You know that I would never make you do anything you don’t want to. What you have to think about is if it’s about what others say or about what you want. I will always stop the jokes for you, but I can’t give a fuck about what others think of us.” 

You smiled, then gave him a peck on the lips. 

“ That’s my girl! “ He cheered you, feeling a bit in awe. “ Fuck the rules, who cares if we are weird? “ 

“ Have you found any machines?” 

He almost forgot about that part, too lost on the brief sensation of your lips against his. 

“ No, but we can keep searching.” 

You nodded in agreement, but split apart. 

“ Wait me a sec, I have to say bye to Steve.” 

Eddie stayed at the margin, choosing to observe over engage just to make sure things would be quick. If he would've followed you another argument would have started and that guy had stolen enough of your time together already. To his greatest shock, your farewell to the ice cream sailor also included a peck on the lips that he received with pleased confusion. The words Eddie told you backfired on him, which was technically logical because nothing stopped you from being weird with another friend. 

You were all his, but he had to ruin it by being himself. When he offered to accompany you despite you explaining why you wanted to go to the mall he thought that he had the upper hand. Eddie followed you there while being desperate to see you, but also expecting to get his best chance to make fun of Steve. Your freshly graduated friend was no longer a sports team star, but he was still the cool guitarist in a band and that was supposed to place him at a better spot to win you over. 

The first sight of you on that sundress sealed his fate, but you managed to overcome his most feared expectations. That secondary goal got eclipsed by his own embarrassment, even the main one was affected because of the time he had to lose fixing the problem. Thinking that you were truly worried for him made him feel awful, so horribly guilty, but there wasn’t much he could have done about it and he truly couldn’t explain it to you. 

If you would get to know the actual reason for those escapades to the bathroom your friendship itself would be compromised. The needy ice cream guy joke he threw on Steve was a mix of his observations with some blatant projection. He fell so hard for you, wanted you so badly that cooling down was sometimes impossible. 

As you were walking out of the ice cream shop he almost yelped to the feeling of you trying to hold his hand. 

[spencer-reids-wrld]

Can't Fight This Feeling | Eddie Munson

Warnings: SMUT, language, oral (m. receiving), whiny eddie whiny eddie whiny eddie‼️, tattooing someone's name on the body (pls do not do this, especially if you've only been together a few months), fingering, choking, unprotected p in v (once again, do not do this either), creampie, wow this is a lot😭

Pairing: Eddie Munson x fem!henderson!reader

2k words

A/n this is my apology for Glimpse of Us 😩, also this was barely proofread, also this is in the same timeline as Glimpse of Us, but can be read as a stand-alone

"Dustin, don't come to my room tonight!" You shouted down the hallway at your brother's room. You didn't know for sure if he was even gonna be home tonight, but as an extra precaution you wanted to scare him away.

"Quit yelling in my house," you heard from downstairs.

"Sorry mom."

You also locked your door just in case and put on a tape Eddie made you just for this. In t-minus ten seconds, he would be in the tree right outside your window, waiting for you to open it. He would give you a thumbs up that the door was shut so you wouldn't create a draft in the house and you would pull him in, making as little noise as possible.

Van Halen's "Running With the Devil" was the first song on the tape. You tapped away at your desk along with the song as you waited for your signal. You found yourself grinning at the irony of the song.

If your mother knew you were sneaking the town freak over almost every night, she'd have both of your heads on a stake. It's bad enough her little Dustybun hangs out with him on the weekends. At least all they're doing then is playing some board game. What you and Eddie do is quite the opposite of family game night.

Those three taps on the window brought you out of your haze and you jumped up, looking out the window to see Eddie's bright eyes staring back at you. You smiled when he gave you the thumbs up and opened the window, letting him in.

"I would've been sooner, but your dog started chasing me." Eddie panted, resting his hands on his hips. "I brought you some bagel bites, but you can see how that turned out."

"You gave my dog frozen bagel bites?" You raised your eyebrows, not able to prevent the smile spreading across your face.

"No I warmed them up for you." Eddie pouted, resting his hands on your hips. "What am I, a monster?"

"Yeah." You bit your lip, smiling up at him. You snaked your arms around his neck. "A big bad meanie monster."

Eddie hummed as you finally pulled his lips to yours. You moved your hands up from the nape of his neck to rest in his hair. He whined as you pulled on it.

The song ended and the tape clicked to the next one. The Motley Crue song that began playing only fueled your desire for one another. You found yourself running your hands down Eddie's chest as you got on your knees.

Eddie internally cheered. It's been so long since you've done this and he's gotta say the last time was awesome. He leaned back against the wall as you untied his sweatpants and pulled them down far enough to wrap your hand around his dick.

You looked up at him through your eyelashes as you spit on his dick. He groaned and you had just barely touched him before he became a whimpering mess. Eddie's knees shook as you took him in your mouth, taking him as deep as you could.

Eddie laced his fingers through your hair, following your movements. His mouth hung open at the mere feeling of his dick hitting the back of your throat. Tears formed at your eyes, but you couldn't find it in yourself to stop.

Eddie whined and pulled you off of him. "Fuck, come here." He lifted you up and led you to the bed where you laid down for him.

He bunched your nightgown up at your hips and tore your little lace panties in two. He took a double take at what he saw on the inside of your thigh.

"There's no way." Eddie's eyes lit up like a kid in a candy store.

You giggled, cradling his face in your hands. "Just for you," you said. "I'm all yours."

Eddie grinned and kissed you, slipping his tongue past your lips. You gasped against his lips when he ran a finger through your pussy, sending shockwaves across your body. He pushed a finger in your pussy, then two.

"Fuck, choke me please." You whined and Eddie chuckled.

His free hand that still had his rings on, wrapped around your throat as you rode on his fingers. He dug the palm of his hand against your clit and tightened his grip around your throat. You held onto his arm, feeling as if you'd gotten into his stash of edible gummies again. Why would they put them in such good looking snacks?

"Fuck, Eddie." You found yourself clenching your thighs around his arm. "I need more."

"Okay, but you gotta be quiet," he said.

Eddie backed up so you could sit up and completely pull your nightgown off. He bit his lip as he watched you make a show of it and crawl toward him. You started by pushing off his leather jacket, then pulling his shirt over his head. When he was fully undressed, you took a moment to admire his body.

Faint marks from a few days prior ran across his chest and collarbone. The two of you mastered the art of hiding hickeys after Dustin noticed one on Eddie's jaw and one right under your ear in the same day. Your excuse was that you burned yourself with a curling iron and Eddie's was that he was Hawkins County's dirty secret; the truth was, he was only yours.

The tape clicked again, but the two of you were in a whole other world, admiring each other's bodies. Eddie couldn't keep his eyes off of the imprints of his rings on your thighs. The fact that they'd stayed there that long sent him spiraling. If it was warm enough to wear a bathing suit, everyone would be able to see that you belonged to him, and if you slept with someone else, they would definitely know you belonged to him.

Eddie softly pushed you back against the pillows, spreading your legs apart. He ran his hands up your thighs, tracing the fresh tattoo. You smiled at him, resting a hand in his hair as the first soft rock song in the tape began. Of course, he'd give you a tape with secret messages in it.

He must have taken note of the song playing, too. As he lined himself up with your pussy, he pressed his lips to yours. The two of you whined against each other's lips as the beat dropped on the song and he was fully inside you. Your heart pounded in your chest at the overwhelming feeling of what you could only call love.

"Yes, Eddie, yes." You hissed as he pulled out almost completely, then desperately met your hips with his.

"Fuck, darling." He grunted into the crook of your neck, his own heart getting ready to burst out of his chest.

The way your heart yearned for him in this moment reminded you of the day you met him. Who knew actually showing up to art class would go in his favor. You were relieved when his seat was assigned next to yours. Of course the rebellious metal head wouldn't come to art class, so you didn't have to share your paints.

One fateful day, he did come to art class. It was the day of finals and he sat next to you and used your paints. Not only did he cheat off of you and cause both of you to fail, he acted as if he was scared of you when you spoke to him.

After that art class, you didn't see him much again until your need for a distraction after senior prom. Your date had snuck off with another girl and you just wanted something to make you forget. That was the first night you and Eddie slept together. Both of you were high off your asses.

You and Eddie didn't get to see each other again until two years later when Dustin needed you to pick him up from a D&D game. Seeing Eddie dance around on the table sparked something you only thought was sparked when you were high. That was the first night Eddie started sneaking in, though you were well too old to have a boy sneaking in.

It only took a couple of months for you to fall for the crazy metal head from your sophomore art class. You didn't say anything, not wanting to ruin what you did have with him; anything is better than nothing.

You dug your nails into his back, feeling his muscles flex under your hands. Feeling you contract around him, gave Eddie the extra push he need to cum, but he wanted you to before him.

He pulled out of you to rest your ankles on his shoulders, immediately pushing back in. You moaned quite louder than you meant, grasping at your tits to give Eddie a show for making you feel so good. Eddie's face scrunched up in pleasure as he chased his high.

You clenched around him, throwing your head back. Eddie smiled victoriously, watching your eyes close and your mouth fall open because of him. His favorite part of being with you like this was watching you get off on him.

"Where do you want it?" He asked, slowing his movements and giving you time to come to.

Feeling too sensitive for Eddie to finish inside you, you opened your mouth. Eddie pulled out, brushing his thumbs across your cheekbones to distract you from the sensitivity. You smiled, lazily kissing his wrist.

Eddie helped you slide down the bed enough to straddle you and push his dick in your mouth. You moaned around him, grabbing his hips as he guided your head back and forth. With a hand on each side of your head, Eddie brought your lips all the way to the base of his dick and came harder than he thought he ever had.

"Oh, fuck, I love you." He panted, throwing his head back as his cum spurted out of your mouth, dripping down your chin and onto the sheets. "I love you so much."

"I love you, too."

The confession brought tears to your eyes as the song ended. Eddie carefully pulled out of your mouth, wincing at his own sensitivity. You smiled up at him as he wiped some of his cum off your lips with his thumb.

He leaned down, kissing you as if you'd disappear. The two of you fell against the pillows, catching your breath. Eddie turned to his side, resting his hand on your cheek. Your face heated up. Eddie smiled and kissed you once again.

"Did you mean it?" You asked as he rested his forehead on yours. "What you said?"

Eddie ran his hand over your tattoo, his cheshire cat grin somehow getting wider. "Of course I did," he said, "and I'm sorry it took me so long to finally tell you."

"Good." You kissed him. "Because I meant it, too.

Eddie's face burned. No girl has ever made him feel the way you did. He chuckled at the irony of the situation.

"I only had the courage to tell you because I gave it away in the tape," he admitted. "There's no way I could've told you if you didn't already have that hint."

You stifled a laugh. Eddie raised his eyebrows at you, propping his head up on his elbow. You grabbed his free hand and began fiddling with his rings.

"Oh, Eddie, baby," you laughed, "that was my first time listening to that tape."

Eddie's face dropped for a second, then he laughed, too. He flopped back down on the bed, throwing his arm around you. You snuggled into his embrace and began playing with his hair.

"I can't believe you told me you love me for the first time while I was giving you a blowjob." You snickered.

[kalinara]

I’ve mentioned this before, but one of the things that’s really notable about “Beard After Hours” or really Season 2 as a whole is how it spun my perception of the Beard/Ted dynamic on its ear.

There’s a great post going on about how no one told Jamie that Rebecca, rather than Ted, traded him away.  And folks made an interesting point that we don’t know how much BEARD knows about Rebecca’s plans or intentions.

It occurs to me that in season one, even by the end, I’d always had the assumption that Beard did know.  I figured that Ted had told him.  Beard’s the mysterious and stoic guy, Ted’s the talkative and emotional guy.  Of COURSE, Ted must have told him.

But...when would he have told him?  If we look at the timeline for episode 9, we can see that there really isn’t much time for that: we have Rebecca’s confession, then Beard (and Nate) avoiding Ted because he won’t bench Roy, then the disastrous pub fight...”fight” probably is the wrong word there because that implies two sides to an argument instead of what actually happened: which was an explosion in which Ted didn’t say a word in his own defense.

So he wouldn’t have said it in that episode.  He might have said it later.  Maybe.  But we know how Ted loves to talk about things that hurt.  And we know how Ted loves to throw other people under the bus.  (Enough Chandler Binging, right?)

The interesting thing about Season Two, with regard to these two, is that things seem to be the reverse of what I assumed.

As early as Goodbye Earl, we see that there are some pretty big gaps in what Beard knows about Ted.  He was surprised by Ted’s animosity toward therapists, didn’t appear to know about the couples counseling with Michelle, and didn’t know the story about why Ted prefers Follow You Down to the objectively better Hey, Jealousy.

Those are little things.  But they’re kind of telling (contrast with Ted’s immediate revision of his claim that Sammy Hagar is the best Van Halen singer to “the post-David Lee Roth period”).

And then there are the panic attacks.  From Ted’s statement, there were more that we didn’t see.  And Beard didn’t know about them even when one happened right in front of him.

In contrast, for all that Beard is mysterious about his general backstory, Ted does seem to have a pretty good idea that something is going on with Beard.  We know he’s aware of the issues with Jane, but doesn’t feel like its his place to say anything.  He doesn’t know what specifically happened in Beard After Hours, but we can see him in the last scene clocking both the bruises and the pants.  He accepts Beard’s explanation at face value, but he isn’t fooled by it.

That last scene in Man City is worth revisiting.  Ted invites him to leave with him.  Beard wants to shake it off.  He invites Ted along, but Ted has a family obligation (or excuse).  I don’t think either character did anything wrong here, because people process disappointment and loss in their own ways.

But what happened right before Beard showed up?  Ted had just confessed something pretty huge to Sharon.  He’s in tears.  And he immediately hides that from his friend.  And that makes me think that Beard has no idea about what Ted confessed.  I don’t think Ted has told anyone, ever.  

The thing about the mysterious quiet guy is that you expect them to keep secrets, so you pay attention.  You clock the details when you get them.  You may not know they won a lumberjack award, but you know they can take down a door pretty easily.

But the talkative guy...well, it’s easy to assume you know everything, right?  “I had a breakdown in Liverpool and slept with a girl I just met” says it all, doesn’t it?  Except that somehow Ted’s panic attacks are still a secret a year later.  Because Ted knows how to deflect.  It’s like the magic trick, when he makes Roy’s captain thing disappear then tosses it on his head.  Look over here, and everything over there passes your notice.

Beard’s a good friend, but I don’t think he knows exactly how much he hasn’t been seeing. It might be interesting to see him figure that out.

[soundsof71]

Hell on wheels! Van Halen in ROLLER SKATES in the Osaka Castle Park, Osaka, September 1979 by Koh Hasebe, my edit of original via timeline

[rigginsstreet]

I am intrigued by this ex of Billy's 👀

ok so what ive got right now is

name is damien (last name? who can say really. and honestly first name could change if i think of something better)

from new zealand bc kj’s real accent is far superior to his american one. but i also realizing its funny for billys first boyfriend to have exchanged from somewhere else and then billy goes and does the same and meets steve...

but then on the other hand im thinking he probably moved to cali at a younger age (maybe middle school?) and maybe he and billy didnt even meet at school. i like the idea of them meeting at like a beach bonfire or something. californias big. im sure whatever city billy is from (i tend to default with san diego but anywhere in southern cali really) is big so like... plausible they didnt go to the same school but still ran into each other

HES THE ONE WHO GAVE BILLY THE SILVER RING HE ALWAYS WEARS!!!! very important to me

covered in tattoos. very much into the rock n roll scene (not strictly metal. tho he and billy went on many a date to metal shows) (kjs got a van halen tattoo... absolutely staying in this timeline)

very much a sweetie pie. billy is attracted to nice guys i will not be taking criticism. wants the exact opposite of neil. loves a hottie whos a total dork and treats him right

i think his familys like... upper middle class. not super rich or anything but enough to be comfortable. want for him to present him in a certain way (think very much steves preppy style) but he rebels with all these tattoos and chainsmoking and his loud music (OH! absolutely a musician since kjs in a band lmao this is not even a character anymore this man is just kj apa. im fine with that whomst is gonna complain)

and yeah thats basically all i got right now. this is the mood this is the vibe. oh! and maybe he can also be a jock... as a treat. part of me wants to make billy a football player so bad. i mean he can do multiple sports. he got to hawkins too late to join football so he went to basketball cuz he did that too. but maybe he and his cali boyfriend were on rivaling football teams. thats hot

[lillywillow]

The Pizza Delivery Guy

Summary: You have decided on dating the pizza delivery guy

 Word Count: 889

 Pairings: Dean Winchester x Female Reader

 Warnings: Mild flirting

 A/N: This is part of my Winds of Kismet fic but the chapter is on a different timeline to the first part. You can find part one here.

 A week had passed since your first encounter with the good-looking pizza guy. Your hand hovered over his number many times, too afraid to hit that button. All the what-ifs playing in your head. What if he was just another player? What if he was already in a relationship? What if he was like your ex? But then a good what-if cut through the noise… what if this works out? As it happens, fate would intervene.

 On that particular night, you had a sudden craving for pizza and as luck would have it, Dean was working. It weirdly caught you off guard.

 “Dean? What are you doing here?” you foolishly asked, when you opened the door.

 “Working?” he replied, with an amused smirk.

 “Right, of course you are. I just… I’ve been thinking a lot about you lately and… I’ve been trying to work up the nerve to call you…”

 “You’ve been thinking of me?” he asked with a playful tilt to his voice.

 You felt heat rise to your cheeks.

 “I… I’ve been doing a lot thinking about a lot of things… especially about what my friend said; that it’s okay to be happy… I want to take that chance and maybe go out on a date…”

 Dean smiled warmly at you.

 “How about tomorrow I pick you up at seven?”

 “I’d like that,” you smiled back.

…

 The following evening, true to his word, Dean picked you up at seven. As nice as he looked in his uniform, damn, he looked fine in his leather jacket and jeans. You made small talk with him as the pair of you made your way down to his ’67 Chevy Impala was waiting.

 “Nice car,” you remarked, admiring the sleek black paint.

 “Thanks. It was my dad’s; gave it to me when I turned eighteen,” Dean explained as he opened the door for you.

 Once you were both in and Dean turned the car on, ‘Carry on My Wayward Son’ started playing on the radio.

 “I love this song!” you smiled.

 “Me too,” Dean smiled back. “Yeah, I’m into the classics. You know, Van Halen, Deep Purple, Zeppelin, Bowie…”

 “Sounds like we have a lot in common…”

 You continued to talk music as Dean drove you to a small diner. The inside was quaint and the atmosphere nice.

 “This place has great burgers and the best apple pie,” he grinned as he guided you to a booth.

 “So how long have you been coming here?” you asked as you sat down.

 “A few years now. It’s a great place to come at the end of a shift… hi, Doris!” Dean called, waving to the waitress who waved back.

 “My brother and I come here often.”

 “Your brother Sam?” you questioned before you could stop the words coming out of your mouth.

 “Yes… how did you know his name?”

 “Oh! Um, he actually delivered a package to me a while ago. We were talking and he mentioned you…”

 “I see…”

 You couldn’t quite read the expression on his face and it worried you.

 “I’m not dating both of you if that’s what you’re thinking… I… Part of the reason it took me so long to ask for a date is that I’ve been hurt badly by my past relationships… A lot of the guys I thought turned out to be good guys weren’t so good like my last boyfriend… I just don’t want to get hurt anymore…”

 Dean gently held your hand as tears began to cloud your vision.

 “Sorry… It’s our first date and here I am crying about my exes,” you sniffled.

 “It’s okay. You’re in pain and I get that. I think it’s really brave of you to want to start again… I just hope I don’t let you down…”

 You smiled a little and carefully dried your tears to avoid ruining your mascara.

 “Maybe the universe is finally trying to give me a break by sending me a nice guy for once…”

 “Maybe it is,” Dean smiled.

 “How about you order for both of us and I’ll freshen up a little?” you suggested.

 “You got a deal.”

 By the time you had come back from the restroom, Dean had ordered you both a burger and an apple pie. When you tried it, you found that Dean was right about both. Over dinner, you continued bonding, finding it easy to talk to him.

 At the end of the night, Dean drove you home again and walked you to your door.

 “Thanks for taking me out tonight, Dean. I had a wonderful time,” you smiled.

 “I’d love to take you out again, if that’s alright with you,” he smiled back.

 “That would be amazing with me.”

 “Would it also be alright if I kissed you right now?”

 “It would,” you replied.

 Dean smiled warmly and placed his hands on your face. As he kissed you, your heart felt light than ever as if the universe was giving you a sign that you had made the right choice at last.

[mappinglasirena]

First Look at Season 2′s Sirena

In case you missed it, on this fine Captain Picard Day, we got the first real trailer for season 2 of Star Trek: Picard. You can find it all over the web by now, I’m sure, but here is a link if you haven’t seen it already.

In this trailer, we get a glorious 2 second look at La Sirena, and of course I’m going to spend way too much time exploring every detail of that shot.

Fair warning if you don’t want to know anything about the trailers and want to go into season 2 completely unspoiled: This is your moment to hit J to skip!

From the trailer, it’s pretty obvious that our motley crew find themselves in some kind of alternate timeline/dark future/mirrorverse-adjacent twisted reality, probably because of Q shenanigans. The characters all get a bit of a visual redesign, and so does our little Speed Freighter.

Here is the one shot we get in all its glory:

And below the cut, I’m going to pick apart aaaalll of the little (and not so little) changes I’ve noticed.

Observation 1:

Let’s start somewhere random because I can (and because structurally, it seems to be the biggest change so far): There is now a gridded frame separating the bridge and the main deck.

It runs inside the front-most support beams. If you look at the deck plans, it’s in the place where a bulkhead was originally planned but then taken out (marked in green below).

In season 1, the forcefield Soji puts up when she hijacks the ship is set in the exact same place.

Observation 2:

Next, because it’s sort of glaringly obvious: The logo on the headrest of the chairs has changed. We get the clearest view of the captain’s chair, where, instead of the double swirl of the Sirena logo, we now have a red delta reminiscent of Starfleet insignia (only symmetrical, which is just weird).

It’s likely the same insignia as Rios’s new badge:

Observation 3:

Next, because it is making me incredibly sad: My beloved red paint is gone 😭

The railing around the drop to the lower deck, the two support beams at the back of the upper deck, and the circle around the engine lights have all lost their beautiful, slightly worn red highlights and are now grey (or possibly white, it’s hard to tell with the lighting).

(Also, because I feel it needs to be said: That is one unhappy Rios right there...)

This repaint does not bode well for the outside of the ship. In this symmetrical, grey dystopia, a van Halen paint job doesn’t seem likely to stay in place. Who knows, maybe we’ll go back to the silver Araña Cosmica designs? Although since the delta and the lights and displays are still red, some red highlighting on the hull might be preserved.

Anyway. I already miss the beautiful red accents. If I needed any more hints that this is a dystopian alternate reality, this is it...

Observation 4:

While we’re talking about red things: the lights along the support beams and the centre of the ceiling!

For the majority of season 1, the lights at the side of the deck had a blue highlight at the top and bottom, while the ceiling lights were white.

Eagle-eyed Picard viewers may have noticed that at the very end of episode 10, “Et in Arcadia Ego Pt. 2″, we already saw a switch from blue highlights at the side to a warm red.

In the redesign, the lights at the side stayed red and the ceiling lights now have the same colour.

It’s difficult to say how much of this is down to colour grading, but from the images themselves, the new red lights have a much colder hue then the highlights in season 1.

Side note: I was wondering briefly whether the new colours might be because of a red alert. However, as we see in season 1, for a red alert all of the lights turn red, including the ones along the support beams (white in the trailer) and the vertical strips next to the holodeck (also white in the trailer), so this is probably just the new colour scheme in whatever alternate reality Rios finds himself.

Observation 5:

And a final red thing: In the gridded wall at the back of the bridge, there are two shapes that seem to be little control panels.

It’s too grainy to make out any details, so they might also be plaques or the labels of some container or other, if the gridded arch doesn’t reach all the way to the floor. But if they are control panels, it’s very clear that Sirena’s user interface has undergone a redesign as well.

Here is the panel from the trailer:

Essentially a dark red background with bright red control elements.

And this is an example of what the UI (specifically the tactical console on the right side of the bridge) looks like in season 1:

As you can see, season 1′s UI consists of grey and orange designs on a black background, with some white/beige highlights. If the red shapes are indeed control panels, the difference is quite striking.

(And yes, the image of the tactical console is part of the Deep Dive on Sirena’s UI that I have been procrastinating since... February. What is time? I am so sorry 🙈)

Observation 6:

And finally, one last observation to round out this little exploration: whatever Rios is transporting in this new timeline, it’s being kept in cargo containers the likes of which we’ve never seen before.

One day, I will make a collection of (very grainy) screencaps of all of Sirena’s various cargo containers, but for now, here are a few examples:

The containers in season 1 are all branded with the mermaid/wave double swirl of Sirena’s logo. (Here are just a few, trust me, it’s everywhere!)

Likewise, the mysterious new containers have circles on them that might be the same insignia that’s emblazoned on the headrests of the bridge chairs.

It’s very grainy and difficult to tell, so I’m not entirely sure. It’s definitely a possibility, but the longer I look at it, the less certain I am. The circles on the containers might not be broken by the points of the red delta like the circle on the headrest, it’s impossible to say for sure, so at the moment I don’t think it’s the same logo. But there is that possibility.

Either way, the containers look very intriguing and vaguely ominous, so very fitting for whatever horror our poor Rios has found himself in.

And thus concludes this mad little observational spree. What a way to spend an entire evening on literally two seconds of footage 😄

I’m sure there’s a bunch of stuff I’ve missed, if you find any more details, I’d be thrilled to hear about them!

I’m very curious to find out where the showrunners are going with season 2, the hints so far have been... interesting. I guess we’ll have to wait and see if we’ll end up with a completely new version of La Sirena to explore.

[rob-nobody]

A Match Made in Space

TITLE: A Match Made in Space AUTHOR: George McFly ORIGIN: Back to the Future (movie directed by Robert Zemeckis, 1985) The best-selling debut novel of George McFly! Theirs was a love that was cosmically ordained—or was it? Raylene was from Chicago. She was young, beautiful. . . and her heart belonged to another. Roger was from Kansas. He was young, ordinary. . . and an incident at age fourteen had caused him to shun the opposite sex. Garth D'Vade was from the Planet Culvan, where love was unknown. He was sent to Earth on a mission regarding the gate of the entire Universe—a mission involving Raylene and Roger. But what was his mission? And how could the lives of two young people have cosmic repercussions? Was Garth D'Vade, with his ability to create sonic frequencies powerful enough to melt a human brain, really a galactic matchmaker—or did he have a secret, insidious agenda? I. Fiction — Science Fiction — Blatant self-inserts II. Fiction — No, of course it's not based on actual events — W-why would you suggest such a thing III. Temporal anomalies — Alternate timelines (improved) This book comes from the alternate 1985 created at the end of Back to the Future, where Marty find his father is now a confidant and successful author just releasing his first novel, clearly based on Marty appearing in a hazmat suit as "Darth Vader from the planet Vulcan" who uses a Walkman and an Eddie Van Halen tape to threaten 1955 George into asking 1955 Lorraine, Marty's mother, to the dance where they fell in love. Will fall in love. Will supposed to have fallen in love. Whatever. ANYWAY, the official[!] summary up there is actually from the back of the "paperback edition" of A Match Made in Space that appeared in Back to the Future: The Ultimate Visual History [published, of course, on October 20, 2015.] This came with a bunch of fun paper doodads, including a dust jacket for A Match Made in Space. While I can't find the original source of the picture I used here, I'm 95% sure this is where it actually came from.

Oh, and according to the special Back to the Future II tie-in copy of USA Today that was released on October 21, 2015, a movie version of A Match Made in Space was released in 1989, and was considered a complete creative misfire with added martial arts and country-western songs. A more faithful remake is being mounted, directed by Robert Zemeckis and starring, George McFly hopes, Christopher Lloyd as the alien.

Screenshot:

Official replica prop (probably):

[threadsketchier]

Luke Skywalker: a chronology

aka, Luke Skywalker is Entirely Too Young For This Shit, Protect Him, But In a Few Years He’s Also Entirely Too Hot For Us to Deal With, Oh No

Posts like this have been done before - here’s the most recent one, and I’m sorry I can’t remember or track down the previous ones - but I’ve been motivated to just make an unapologetic masterpost.  Most of y’all are probably familiar with these, so bear with me and humor this unhinged fangirl, OK?

Luke is stated to be 19 in the original Star Wars.  This is a 19-year-old Mark Hamill:

This teeny bean saw his aunt and uncle’s immolated corpses and fired the “womp rat shot” on the Death Star.  There aren’t enough blankets in the universe to wrap him in.

There’s a 3-year jump to ESB, which puts Luke at 22.  Say hello to Commander “Sunshine” Skywalker:

.................oh no.  *starts to fan self*

ROTJ happens roughly a year later give or take, and per rebeljedi1138′s OP, I gotta use that same photo for obvious reasons:

Just imagine that face and tousled hair with the Black Outfit and Chanel Boots™.  *chef’s kiss*

Fast-forward 5 years to the Thrawn Trilogy timeline, and Luke is now 28.  This is the face Mara Jade would be greeted with in the Myrkr forest:

Shit, no wonder she stayed up all night staring at him.  SAME, GURL, SAME.

During the filming of ROTJ, Mark was about the age Luke would have been during the (Legends) events of Children of the Jedi:

I mean, no wonder Ghost!Callista was down to metaphysically tap dat Jedi ass.  (Also, all of Luke’s first Jedi apprentices would’ve had to contend with this as their teacher when he opened up the Academy.  *cues up Van Halen’s “Hot For Teacher”*)

During the Hand of Thrawn duology, Luke was 38 years old.  Aside from the too-bleached blond hair here, he definitely would’ve sprouted a bit of a beard from all that cave-crawling with Mara:

...why yes, Luke, I’d totally marry you regardless.

About 3 years later he and Mara are up to married and intrigue shenanigans with Outbound Flight:

Once the Vong war gets rolling, Luke’s 44 when it starts and it drags on a few years, leading into the other Messes We Won’t Get Into:

And of course, we all know what a Grandmaster Luke Skywalker looks like (eternal thanks to Phil Noto for this fantastic artwork, he knows us too well):

Conclusion: There is never a point where Luke wasn’t Hot™ (except for when he was Way Too Smol to Be Involved in Things, PROTECT HIM)