Here’s a rather broad combination of UK words, phrases and sayings that one can use as a writing template for predominately English characters. I tried to lend my attention to the more obscure ones of our daily use to try and defer from the same-old, same-old. Note: I will be updating it from time to time, so you may wish to reference back at later dates.
Authors note: Something to get me out of my life rut. Companion piece to Fresh Dirt. Got way longer than expected.
“Unky Dee! Unky Dee! Wake up!” Someone was shoving his shoulder as Dean rolled over to look at his clock. Seven am.
“Char, it’s seven. And Saturday. Why are you up so early?” She pouted, crossing her arms in the most adorable way.
“It’s my Unky Dee weekend. Mommy and daddy are on vacation. We get the whole weekend together and you told me that we could go to the gardens and the park today.” Dean sat up, rubbing his eyes.
“Why seven am?” She frowned, hands on her hips just like her mother.
“You told me you would make me Mickey pancakes.” Dean smiled.
“That’s right monkey. I did tell you that. Come on.” He scooped her up as he stood. “Let’s go make Mickey pancakes.” Charlie was the perfect little helper, and when Dean flipped her Mickey Mouse pancake over she squealed in delight, so excited she accidentally rested a hand on the hot griddle to get a closer look. She screamed loud enough to cause Dean to drop the spatula.
“Charlie! Are you okay?” He snatched her up, bouncing on the balls of his feet and smoothing her hair. “Here, let me see munchkin.” He pulled on her arm lightly until she let go of his neck, and examined her hand. “It’s just a little burned. You scared me kiddo. Come on.” He took her to the sink and ran cold water over it until her sniffles subsided and the skin was no longer an angry red.
“I’m sowwy I scared you Unky Dee. I just hurt my hand.” Tears welled up in her eyes again, and Dean hugged her close.
“It’s okay Char. Let’s just make that the only injury this weekend okay?” She nodded. “Remember,”
“No twips to the emergency room,” she recited. Dean smiled and sat her at the table.
“That’s right. Here’s your Mickey.” While she ate happily, Dean cooked himself a couple, drowning them in syrup. He laughed when he saw Charlie wrinkling her nose at the syrup.
“Syrup is sticky and gross, Unky Dee.”
“Well it’s not too bad, especially when you-” Dean cut himself off, not completing the sentence he had started. Charlie squinted at him, head tilted, and Dean responded by shoving a too big bite into his mouth.
“Just because you can doesn’t mean you should, Unky Dee,” Charlie said, causing Dean to almost choke.
“You sound just like your mother,” he managed to get out after a coughing fit.
“Well, mommy’s always right,” she said, grinning up at him. Dean chuckled.
“That she is.” He glanced down at her plate. “Look at you! You ate all of your Mickey! Good job monkey!” Charlie giggled. “You ready to get dressed?” She nodded, pushing herself from the table and climbing out of her chair.
“Can I wear my jeans and sparkly purple shirt with the mermaid on it?”
“You can wear anything you like. Last one to brush their teeth is a rotten egg!” He yelled, and Charlie shrieked in delight, her short legs running as fast as they could go to the bathroom. Dean chased after her, threatening tickles if he caught up. She shrieked again, making the turn into the bathroom.
“You’re a rotten egg Unky Dee!” She laughed when Dean finally got to the bathroom. He laughed with her and helped her brush her teeth, pulling out the step stool so she could reach the sink. Finally on the road, Dean popped in one of his favorite tapes, nearly driving off the road when Charlie sang along with the music.
“How do you know the words, monkey?” She looked at him in the rear view mirror, grin fading from her face.
“It’s one of your favorites. I hear it all the time. Did I do sumfin wrong?” Dean shook his head, glancing to the road again.
“No, monkey, nothing’s wrong. I’m just surprised, is all.” Charlie smiled again and went back to staring out the window, singing along to Stairway to Heaven.
It was a beautiful day, which meant the gardens were crowded. Charlie sat on Dean’s shoulders, looking at all the pretty flowers and bugs, until Dean heard her tummy growl.
“You ready for lunch?”
“Can we do burgers?” She asked, looking down at Dean.
“Of course we can. Let’s go.” After a burger and a shared milkshake and their favorite diner, Dean and Charlie were finally going to the brand new park Charlie had been dying to visit.
Dean managed to score a parking spot under a tree, and had barely unbuckled Charlie when she was off running to the slides. Dean let her go on her own; the park was designed for kids under the age of 16 and had that shredded-tire mulch to break falls. Dean sat, left ankle on right knee, arms draped over the back of the bench and he watched Charlie play and interact with the other kids.
“Which one’s yours?” He turned to find a beautiful woman standing next to the bench, hair tied up in a bun. She had on a white tank top and shorts, aviators covering her eyes and sandals on her feet. Dean sat up, removing his arm and gesturing for her to sit. He looked for Charlie, finding her brown curls on a seesaw.
“Brown curls, purple shirt.” The woman followed his gaze and smiled. “But she’s not mine. Niece,” he explained, seeing her confused face.
“She’s cute.” Dean smiled and nodded.
“She is. Yours?”
“Blonde, blue shirt.” The kid she mentioned just so happened to be the kid Charlie was playing on the seesaw with.
“He’s cute,” Dean said.
“Thanks, and he’s mine,” she added and they both laughed.
“Dean,” Dean said, sticking a hand out.
“Lindsey,” she replied.
“Cute name. Cuter owner,” he said. She blushed, brushing stray hairs behind her ears. They fell into easy conversation, talking about everything under the sun until Charlie came up with Lindsey’s boy, who was trying very hard not to cry.
“Unky Dee, Andrew has a splinter in his hand. Can you fix it?” Dean held his hand out, Andrew shyly placing his hand in it. The splinter was huge, partially sticking out but too shallow for Dean to grab with his fingers. He pulled out a leatherman, opening up the needle nose pliers.
“This may hurt, but I’ll do my best to make it quick okay Andrew?” Andrew nodded, looking at Charlie, who took his other hand in hers. Dean quickly pulled it out, and Lindsey was waiting with Neosporin and a bandaid.
“What do you say, Andrew?” Andrew looked shyly at Dean, smiling.
“Thank you Mr. Dean for fixing my hand.” Dean ruffled his hair.
“No problem, kid. Be safe, okay?” Andrew ran off, but Charlie stayed.
“Will you push me on the swing Unky Dee?” Dean picked her up and spun her around.
“Of course kiddo. Let’s go.” He turned to ask Lindsey if she’d like to go over with him, but she had gotten up and was leaving with Andrew. Dean wanted to call out to her or go over but Charlie was tugging him over to the swings and he lost his chance.
Dean pushed Charlie on the swings until she started to get droopy eyed, and he carried her back to the Impala. When he got there, there was a note stuck on the windshield. He got Charlie all buckled before he plucked the note from under the wiper.
“I’d like to see you again sometime if you’re up for it. Pretty sure Andrew likes Charlie, too :)” the note wasn’t signed, but there was a number at the bottom. Flipping it over, Dean smiled. “P.S. This is a beautiful car with a more beautiful owner.” He tucked the note in his pocket and climbed into the drivers seat. Charlie was knocked out before they got out of the parking lot, and stayed asleep as he carried her inside. Once he tried to put her in bed though, she woke.
“Can we watch tangled?” Dean laughed, walking back to the library.
“Sure. Let’s do it.” Five minutes into the movie, both were sound asleep, and that’s how Sam and (Y/N) found them the next morning, home early from vacation. Dean was on his back, left arm tucked under his head and the other around Charlie.
“He loves her,” (Y/N) said.
“She loves him,” Sam replied, noticing a piece of paper sticking out of his pocket. He carefully pulled it out, holding it so (Y/N) could read it too.
“Seems like they had a good day,” (Y/N) said, smiling at her brother-in-law and daughter.
“That it does,” Sam said, pulling a blanket over them.
12 FAMOUS COUPLES IN THE MUSIC INDUSTRY THAT ARE/WERE SICKENINGLY BEAUTIFUL TOGETHER
By Miss Atomic Bomb
They make love. They make music. They make love to their music. Blame the lingering February air for making me list down the couples that give me tears and diabetes.
1. Johnny Cash and June Carter
We’ve all seen the academy award-winning film that starred Joaquin Phoenix and Reese Witherspoon, and while it captured the incredible romance between these two legendary country musicians, it’s still incomparable to the real thing. Johnny was the man in black and June was his greatest foil. With her insurmountable patience and understanding, she helped him battle his drug addiction (winning some Grammys along the way but who cares about that?) They toured together for years. Their friendship, love, and all the human struggles that accompanied such things continued into a 35-year marriage which ended only when they passed away within months of each other.
“She loves me in spite of everything, in spite of myself.” – Johnny Cash
2. Gwen Stefani and Gavin Rossdale
I remember it was 2002 when I bought my copy of US Magazine and their wedding was the cover story. Aside from admiring Gwen’s beautiful Pink-dipped wedding dress (how very rock n’roll chick of her), I can still remember thinking, “My God, they are so beautiful, it hurts.” They dated for six years before tying the knot! And now they’ve been married for almost twelve years and expecting their third child! How do they even do it?! It’s bananas! B-A-N-A-N-A-S!
3. Damien Rice and Lisa Hannigan
They have now been separated almost as long as they had been together. But for seven years, Lisa Hannigan served not only as Damien Rice’s backing vocals but his sole muse. There’s a reason why Damien’s songs are beautifully bittersweet. Damien and Lisa had a passionate but tumultuous on-again, off-again relationship. He wrote songs about her and their relationship and they sang it onstage together. Damien was an intense songwriter but he apparently also had an equally intense temperament. Their last fight was backstage in the middle of their European tour. He fired her at the spur of the moment and she walked out of his dressing room and out of his life forever. It’s been nearly seven years. She still hasn’t spoken to him. And he never released another album since then.
“She’s had enough and so she drew a line, and she quit smoking and she quit me. And… I get it. You know, I get it and I don’t.” – Damien Rice
4. Alex Turner and Alexa Chung
“Come back to my tour bus and I’ll teach you how to play acoustic guitar.” And just like that, UK’s resident IT Girl was a goner for Mr. Dancing-To-Electro-Pop-Like-A-Robot-From-1984. They were THE couple of the 2007 indie scene. And they went on being cute together for four years. By 2011, he was planning to marry her. But sadly, they started growing apart and despite trying desperately to make it work, they eventually decided to part ways so they can save their friendship.
“We fall asleep with our arms round each other. He’s really little and so am I, so no one gets a dead arm. Sometimes we wake up in the same position. It’s the best thing ever.” – Alexa Chung
5. Thomas Mars and Sofia Coppola
Both effortlessly hip, Thomas Mars and Sofia Coppola are the ultimate IT couple of the indie variety - he the oh-so-french frontman of Phoenix and she the cultured director of films that evoke the atmosphere of pastel dreams. They met when they first collaborated for Sofia’s directorial debut, The Virgin Suicides. But it was during their collaboration in Lost In Translation that really changed things for them. After a bit of shy get-to-knowing, sparks went a-flying, babies were made, and after almost six years together, they got married in a small Italian village. She wore a short lavender cocktail dress. He didn’t bother combing his hair. What did I tell you? Effortlessly hip.
“I’m always a sucker for a love story.” – Sofia Coppola
6. Chris Martin and Gwyneth Paltrow
Gwyneth Paltrow’s former flames include Brad Pitt and and Ben Affleck. But she ends up with Coldplay singer/songwriter, Chris Martin - proving that in the end, sensitive poets can still win over the golden boys. One of Coldplay’s biggest hit to date is ‘Fix You’ and Chris explained that he wrote the song for his wife when she came home from the hospital after her father died. They’ve been married for ten years and in a recent interview he calls her marriage with Chris the best decision she ever made.
7. Dan Reynolds and Aja Volkman
The recent years have been very good for Dan Reynolds. He is the lead singer of Imagine Dragons and they’ve been enjoying commercial success, headlining festivals, winning Grammy awards, etc. But if you’d ask him what the best thing that ever happened to him so far, he’d probably answer meeting his wife, Aja Volkman, the frontwoman of an equally powerful (although less commercially known) band, Nico Vega. I’d go on to say this is the best thing to happen to the universe. Why? I’ll let this adorable video speak for itself:
8. Charlie Fink and Laura Marling
Ahhh now we get to one side of what some people may refer to as the “incestuous nu-folk love triangle.” Charlie Fink is the voice behind Noah & The Whale and once upon a time, Laura Marling was, too. They collaborated when they were together and their short time was the sweetest. When she left him, he went on to what he described as a cathartic experience of making an entire album about how Laura Marling broke his heart. And it was beautiful. Laura also made her own record… with Mumford and Sons.
9. Marcus Mumford and Laura Marling
And now for the other side of that triangle. It looks like Marcus Mumford may have a thing for the pale blonde pixie girl because before he was Carey Mulligan’s husband, he was Laura Marling’s lover. They grew very close together when Mumford and Sons replaced Noah & The Whale as Laura’s backing band. All three musicians were very good friends and part of the West London Nu-Folk scene. The triangle may have severed the friendship but at least all three walked away with great break-up albums.
10. Justin Timberlake and Britney Spears
Absolute bubblegum pop royalties of the nineties, none can ever rival. They’re Pinky and Stinky to their fans, Britney and Justin to the rest of the world. They’ve known each other since their Mickey Mouse Club days and have been crushing on each other for years before eventually hooking up during the peak of their careers. They were gorgeous and oh, so in love! When they broke up, it was never the same. Millions of teenagers shed tears of blood, Britney had an emotional (and mental) breakdown and Justin recorded a break-up album that catapulted his solo career. She now got her life back on track and he’s already hitched. But let’s be real, we’ll never stop wishing these two kids get their happily ever after with each other. Or, at least, you know – do a collaboration.
“He was my first real love and I doubt I’ll ever be able to find love like that again.” – Britney Spears
11. Kurt Cobain and Courtney Love
They were a beautiful mess, dysfunctional to the core, always high on drugs and rock n’roll, and each other’s worst enablers. But they were also the love of each other’s lives - in Courtney’s own words, “soul-fucking-mates.” Kurt Cobain’s short life met a tragic end in 1994. Courtney Love is still performing in a stage some place, and you can bet she’s probably pissed drunk while doing it. But one thing they did right in their entire lives, aside from the music, is give birth to Frances Bean Cobain, who is the perfect combination of her parents’ good looks and talents but minus the drugs (or so I hope).
“It’s like Evian water and battery acid… when you mix the two together you get love.” – Kurt Cobain
12. John Lennon and Yoko Ono
Now this one’s a doozy. John and Yoko had an unconventional first meeting, like a scene straight out from a Woody Allen film. He went to her art gallery thinking there was going to be an orgy. And he fell in love with her while negotiating to hammer one of her nails. No, that is not a metaphor. I’m going to be real here and admit that I still consider myself one of those who believe Yoko Ono contributed to The Beatles’ breakup. McLennon was/is my OTP there’s been a huge rift between supporters, those who were on Team Paul and those on Team Yoko. But if Paul and Yoko ended their long feud just recently, who are we to continue taking sides, right? The basic truth is this: John Lennon thought Yoko Ono was absolutely ridiculous and he fell madly in love with her. They had an unconventional love affair; they shut out the rest of the world and for a time, they made it work… until his untimely death in 1980.
“So smart-ass here says, ‘Well, I’ll give you an imaginary five shillings and hammer an imaginary nail in.’ And that’s when we really met. That’s when we locked eyes, and she got it and I got it, and that was it.” – John Lennon
1. Take Me To Church // Hozier 2. Need Ur Luv // Charli XCX 3. I Wanna Be Yours // Arctic Monkeys 4. Don’t Go Home Without Me // Lights 5. Imagination // Shawn Mendes 6. Sad Beautiful Tragic // Taylor Swift 7. Riptide // Vance Joy
has 12 people violently being murdered at charlie hebdo by two extremist jihadist assholes
is completely in shock
"this is horrible but they shouldn't have drawn those satirical pictures"
reblogging posts about society having to stop doing victim-blaming
victim-blaming the people murdered in france
has one black woman cop getting shot by a third extremist jihadist asshole, who's friend with the two brothers responsible for the charlie hebdo murders
i can't believe the charlie hebdo kiling is getting so much attention
has the entire country being in grief, afraid, angry, medias are repetitively saying that the three extremist jihadist assholes are not representative of muslims, majority of the french population think the same
"stop spreading bullshit, medias are so islamophobic, islam has nothing to do with the shooting in paris"
see live coverage on tv of two assaults occurring at the same time at two different places, one is by the two jihadist assholes brothers having an hostage in a printing house, the other is in the center of paris where the third jihadist asshole shot four jew hostages in a kosher grocery store, a black muslim man working there hide all the other clients in a refrigerator to save them
has no respect or compassion for the french population and their victims
"look at these charlie hebdo drawings they are so racist, islamophobic, sexist and homophobic"
charlie hebdo has in it's staff gay people, non-white people, lots of women, people raised in religious background including islamic education, still can laugh about everything because that's fucking common sense
charlie hebdo isn't all the negative shit you say about them, it's all the contrary, they were a left-wing journal made to provoke and make fun of everything wrong with the world, often mocking ALL the religions, ALL political figures and having journalists/cartoonists fighting racism by being part of associations and projects in favor of minorities.
reblog posts full of misinformations, basically insulting france in times of grieving and pain
"i am not charlie"
organize gigantic walks in paris and all the big cities in france, people are hugging each other, holding signs of drawings of charlie hebdo, drawings denouncing hate, drawings and messages in favor of peace, freedom of speech, love, people sing together, folks come from other countries just to show their support, atheists/jews/muslims/catholics talk together against violence and amalgams, 4millions people walks in the french streets, it's historic, a formidable movement of democracy, we morn our dead but show a beautiful image against extremism and obscurantism
the whole week has a tragic counter: 17 victims, white and poc ppl, men and women
"look there are 2000 people who have being murdered by boko haram in nigeria and all the world think about is those 12 racist white men killed in paris"
"sorry we don't talk about this as much as the charlie hebdo massacre, it's because this week has been horrible and intense for us, but really it's sickening what happened to people in Nigeria, fuck those boko haram assholes, 2000 dead this is fucking insane!! this is the world we live in!!"
is about to organize a walk for the folks being murdered by boko haram
france is so selfish and self-centered i can't stand them
give french nationality to the muslim who helped the jews in the kosher grocery store
christiane taubira (the black woman depicted as a monkey in charlie hebdo to show how racist the french FN party is) talking in favor of charlie hebdo, giving a beautiful speech at tignous's funeral "we have the right to draw everything, including a prophet. because in france we have the right to make fun of religions"
reblogging a gifset of "les misérables"
i hate france
they have no-go zones for muslims in paris, i know it's the truth, i saw it on fox-news, our american medias always tell the truth
nothing - the script // we can’t stop - bastille // honest - kodaline // what makes you beautiful - the 1975 // islands - the xx // drunk in love - ed sheeran // fireproof - one direction // royals - ed sheeran // lovestruck - the vamps // wrecking ball - london grammar // tenerife sea - ed sheeran // stay with me - charli xcx // undo - the 1975 // skinny love - birdy // do i wanna know? - arctic monkeys // we are never ever getting back together - kodaline // like i can - sam smith // no diggity vs. thrift shop - ed sheeran & passenger // strong - london grammar // how will i know - sam smith