little bit rock an roll

well since PWR BTTM is cancelled. time to break out the good ol’ list of “”LGBT bands and artists you might have heard of but if you haven’t, definitely need to be listening to them””**  my favs are gonna be bolded

The Cliks - if you haven’t heard Lucas cover ‘take me to church’ then go the fuck home. also, dirty king is a jam

LEIF - AMAZING gay rapper. 

Angel Haze - they’re perfect

Ladyhawke - funky autistic lesbian synthpop 

Eli Lieb - i honestly only listen to his lana covers BUT he does have some good original music lol

SÄLEN  - gay as fuck synthpop 

Spoonboy - Linus and Me is good. anything that’s punk w/ trumpets is A+ to me

Beth O’Reiley - gay as fuck and acoustic. does a lot of covers but her original songs are pretty great. 

Radical Face - gay man, makes rly chill music. gives me death cab vibes. but gay

Dodie Clark - bi and a beautiful voice. her ‘teenage dream’ cover with tessa violet is v gay

Years And Years - funky gay beats and rly good vocals

Wasi - Gay synthpop and its fucking amazing

Mykki Blanco - Hip Hop/R&B and rly fucking good

MIKA - theatrical shit. a little too campy for me. but some ppl rly like him

Neon Trees - “songs i can’t listen to” is my favorite by them

Passion Pit - didn’t know the lead singer was gay until recently bc im lame. but i love their music

WoodKid - tbh idk how to describe woodkid. but he’s gay and makes good music

PVRIS - reminds me of troye sivan but lesbian and way more rock

Beatrice Eli - “girls” is the gayest song ive heard in a long time 

Ria Mae - “clothes off” comes as a close second to the gayest song ive heard in a long time

Adore Delano - was on americna idol, became a drag queen, katy perry meets ke$ha but also gay

Courtney Act - was on australian idol as a drag queen, is actually genderqueer and a pretty good singer

Shura - chill vibe, late night car rides, kinda sad, kinda not. very lesbian

Pansy Division - gay greenday 

Perfume Genius - my sad gay husband tbh

Tom Goss - a little bit country a little bit rock n’ roll. all gay

Mr. Twin Sister - ‘Blush’ makes me wanna kiss a boy in a smokey bar 

Rostam - used to be apart of vampire weekend and his music had a lot of the same sound. (also check out vampire weekend lol)

the XX - a gay man and a lesbian make some sad tunes my dudes. the song “angels” took on a whole new meaning when i found out they were gay

Superfruit - The two gays from pentatonix have some good disco-style jams

**honourable mentions bc you’ve probably already heard of them: Sia, Debbia Harry/Blondie, Elton John, Freddie Mercury, Mary Lambert, Sam Smith, Troye Sivan, Frank Ocean, Hayley Kiyoko, Tegan and Sara, Todrick Hall, Willow Smith, Adam Lambert, The B-52s, 

It is the same brown as your Dad’s first van and as heavy Led Zepplin’s Physical Graffiti. It is thick in all the right places and requires some attitude to pull off.

This hat is a born rager. A little bit country, a lotta rock n roll.

The sweatband shows a little bit of wear but has a thousand concerts in its future.

The hat band is thick ass leather. Would hold a feather or an entire turkey.

It goes well with Nikki Lane live, spliffs, tinted aviator shades, tight shirts and even tighter pants, psychedelic inspired skinny dips while listening to the Allman Bros on a hot August night.

It was made by Churchill and has a raw edge but at this point… who cares? It might as well have been cut by Stevie Nicks and sewn by a coven of witches.

Get a 1970’s Shovelhead chopper, buy this hat, and take over the world.


Characters:  Dean, Reader, Sam

Summary:  The reader wishes Dean would see her as more than a friend.

This is for @adriellej and @for-the-love-of-dean Little Bit Country/Little Bit Rock ‘n Roll Challenge.  I was assigned the song Use Somebody by Kings of Leon

Word Count:  3840 

Warnings:  Angst and Smut and Language (Amanda is sorta responsible for the added angst, I swear it wasn’t this angst at first, lmao)

Tags are at the bottom.  As always, feedback is welcomed and appreciated.


“So, I’m gonna…” Dean trails off and flaps his hand toward the big breasted blonde at the bar.

“Huh? Oh, yeah. Okay. See you tomorrow I guess.”

“Okay,” he says, rapping his knuckles on the table twice before turning to go.

Sam slides into the booth across from you, watching his brother retreat. “Looks like it’s just you and me tonight. Cheers.”  He raises his bottle with a smile and you clink yours to his, trying to hide your heartbreak from your best friend.


Sam wraps an arm around your shoulder. “Shh,” he whispers, giggling. Sam’s always been a silly drunk. He stumbles slightly and uses you to steady him. “Shh,” he repeats.  

“Why do you keep ‘shh-ing’ me, bro?” Bro? What the fuck? You must be drunker than you thought.  

Sam giggles again. “You’re short.”

“Fuck you gigantor.”

Sam laughs and pulls you close to him again. “I’m sorry,” he whispers.

“For what?”

“‘Bout my brother. He’s an idiot.” Sam’s slurring his words now.  

“Shut up stupid,” you say, jabbing a finger into his rib cage.  

“No. ‘S true,” he continues as he fumbles for the room key. “But you’re too good for him,” Sam says before his gigantic frame sprawls out on the bed.

Fuck, you think with a sigh as you sit on the bed to remove your boots. Another night sleeping alone while Dean lives it up with some random chick. One that you can’t possibly compare too. Crawling under the covers, you pull them tight around you, hating yourself for wishing it was his arms wrapped around you instead.


Somewhere in the wee hours of the night, Dean stumbles in, drunk off his ass. How Sam can sleep through the noise is beyond you. You hear Dean tromp around the room, tossing his keys and loose change on the dresser. You feel the mattress dip when he sits on the edge of the bed. “Scoot over, (Y/N)”

Fucking hell. Another night of sharing a bed with Dean Winchester. A completely platonic night.  Where you’ll spend the entire night aware of every breath he takes, every shift of his body, every brush of his skin to yours. It will be agony. Rolling over, you make room. Guess you’re a glutton for punishment.  

He slips under the covers and reaches out to squeeze your arm. “Night, sweetheart,” he murmurs before falling asleep. He smells of whiskey and cheap perfume. The pit in your stomach grows a little larger, your gut twisting as you think of him and how he prefers anyone to you.

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Finally! Chapter 2 is up! Due partly to the awesome and gorgeous cover the extremely talented Nicole - @romanoffsbite - made for this fic and also because of the fact it was her birthday recently! Happy belated birthday, lovely lady. I wish you all of the good things (whiskey, cake etc).

Someone asked me which band I’m basing the Originals on and I would say Kings of Leon, probably more so because of the Lily Aldridge/Caleb Followill connection. Plus I do love the Kings of Leon so why not? Plus I might steal some of their songs in future (look out Sex on Fire)…

Beauty and the Beat

Part 2: It’s Only Rock ‘n’ Roll

Miami, Florida - Present Day - December 2017

Klaus wasn’t one to revisit the past, in fact he avoided it at all possible costs but here he was in Miami of all places and about to sing with his ex-girlfriend flaunting her delectable curves in skimpy underwear. His ex-girlfriend that could make anyone melt in her presence and he was no different. Not only for the fact that she was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen but also because of her adorable stubborness, quick wit, intelligence and frustrating ability to render him completely useless.

He was quick to refuse the offer to play the Victoria Secret Fashion Show all those months ago but he’d been outnumbered by his band mates, publicist and manager who all insisted it was too good an opportunity. Yes, the show was telecast to millions world-wide and it was the kind of publicity you couldn’t buy but that didn’t mean he wanted Caroline thrown back in his path and on such a public stage.

“Hello, Niklaus!” A voice interrupted. He focused his gaze on his annoying, younger brother in the reflection of the mirror. For some reason fans found that annoying smirk gorgeous but all Klaus wanted to do was wipe it off his face most of the time. Unfortunately Kol was an extremely talented drummer and he knew it. “We’ve got to get to make-up.”

“Maybe you might need a touch up little Mikaelson but this face is perfect just the way it is,” Enzo boasted, preening in front of the mirror next to Klaus.

“I’m surprised I can fit in this room with all these egos depriving me of oxygen,” Lucien joked from the sofa, tuning his bass as he said it.

“Yours is bigger than ours combined,” Kol shot back childishly.

“That’s not what your sister was saying the other day,” he offered, employing his usual tactic of teasing the Mikaelson brothers mercilessly by mentioning Freya.

“She was probably too starved of oxygen to bloody respond,” Klaus commented tersley before standing up and taking one last look in the mirror. “Let’s just get this over and done with.” He strode purposefully from their dressing room without even a backwards glance, the silence from his bandmates enough to know he’d made his point and not to mess with him in a bad mood.

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I Love Rock ‘n’ Roll

Anonymous asked: can you do a one shot with tony stark based on ‘i love rock n roll ’ by joan jett?

Finally finished it, anon! I do not own Tony Stark. He belongs to Marvel. If you haven’t heard the song, you can listen to it: here

Warnings: None, I think

Pairings: Tony Stark x reader

(f/d)= favorite drink

Originally posted by iwantcupcakes

You sat with your best friend, sipping your (f/d) and eyeing the crowd. “Don’t look now, but someone is staring,” your friend told you, discreetly gesturing over to where the music was playing. You met the eyes of brunette with dark eyes. He was watching you intently and there was no mistaking it. As you turned your head away, your favorite song started playing.

I saw him dancin’ there by the record machine
I knew he must a been about seventeen
The beat was goin’ strong
Playin’ my favorite song
An’ I could tell it wouldn’t be long
Till he was with me, yeah me,
An’ I could tell it wouldn’t be long
Till he was with me, yeah me, singin’

I love rock n’ roll
So put another dime in the jukebox, baby
I love rock n’ roll
So come an’ take your time an’ dance with me


               You couldn’t help but to start dancing in your seat and met the man’s gaze again. He smiled at you. “Go get 'im,” your friend encouraged, so you got up from your seat and made your way over. “Hey there, good looking,” he said with a toothy grin, “You got a name to go with that pretty face of yours?” You rolled your eyes. This guy seriously thought you were going to swoon. “Y/N. And yours?” He offered his hand. “Doesn’t matter. What do you say we get out of here and go somewhere a bit more quiet?” You shook your head and said, “Dance with me first, Doesn’t Matter.”

He smiled so I got up and’ asked for his name
That don’t matter, he said,
'Cause it’s all the same
Said can I take you home where we can be alone
An’ next we were movin’ on
He was with me, yeah me
Next we were movin’ on
He was with me, yeah me singin’

I love rock n’ roll
So put another dime in the jukebox, baby
I love rock n’ roll
So come an’ take your time an’ dance with me

               He let you lead him onto the dance floor and told you his name. Tony. Dance after dance, he held you as close as possible. You knew exactly what he was trying to do. The question was, were you going to let him? You didn’t have one-night stands often, but after seeing Tony’s dance moves and listening to his pick-up lines, you were sorely tempted. After about the fifth dance, Tony brought his mouth to your ear and whispered, “Let’s get out of here.” This time, you nodded without hesitation. After all, what is rock and roll if not a little bit of fun?

Said can I take you home where we can be alone
Next we’re movin’ on
He was with me, yeah me
And we’ll be movin’ on
An’ singin’ that same old song
Yeah with me, singin’

I love rock n’ roll
So put another dime in the jukebox, baby
I love rock n’ roll
So come an’ take your time an’ dance with me

anonymous asked:

I read a fic on ao3 where bellamy is a celebrity and he meets up with clarke and there's pics of them on tumblr it's kind of similar to chash's fic where the memories meet. any celebrity fic recs would be good thanks :). thank you for running this account x

No One Can Lift the Damn Thing

Celebrity!Bellamy and/or Celebrity!Clarke

anonymous asked:

1989 sexy thigh high boots with straps > Speak Now questionable knee high leather cowboy boots. Also she compensated by showing off her 8ft long legs in the 1989 tour

look i don’t know who you are or why you are trying to deny the perfection that was the whimsical and fairy tailesque speak now world tour costume design but i am more than willing to provide receipts 

we have the iconic purple dress pony tail side swept wavy fringe combo which for me at least is synonymous with the koi guitar and the incredible b stage performances that took place under the magical lit up tree

we have the BEAUTIFUL loves story ball gown which is probably my favourite thing she’s ever worn on stage 

we have this cute af dress she wore during enchanted 

not to mention this incarnation of it 

we have this severely UNDERRATED semi leather tattered red dress boot combo that goes off during haunted 

we have this super cute lacy dress she wore for mean

we have this glittery tasseled number which looks fantastic in motion 

and we have this little black number which is a bit more rock and roll and perfectly suits long live 

finally we have the back to December dress which is clearly lovely despite never getting a great look at it 

don’t even get me started on why the speak now hair is superior to any other hair BECAUSE I DO NOT HAVE THE TIME 

White Liar

Originally posted by thebitchyangel

Summary: Written for @adriellej‘s “Little Bit Country/Little Bit Rock N’ Roll Challenge” The reader spent the last 10 years of their life away from the hunting world for the man of her dreams. But on their anniversary, she discovers he isn’t all he seems and a man comes back into her life to rescue her she never thought she would see again. 

Characters: Sam Winchester x Reader, Reader’s ex, Dean Winchester 

Warnings: Cheating, Swearing

Content: Angst and fluff if you squint 

Word Count: 1774


Based off of White Liar by Miranda Lambert 

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coffeecarnotaurus  asked:

A little owlursus or a winged bear to simplify was around the age of five or six. It's hard to tell. Anyways, the little thing was bounding on top of rocks only to roll off of them.

A little bit away, a small lion and eagle mix, or a griffin as humans would call it, playing in the grass, the same age. Her long tail swaying 

The Beatles "Beatles '65"

Alex: It’s a big one, are you ready for it?

Me: You mean, like, long?

Alex: Not long, just hugely important.

Welcome to the Beatles section of My Husband’s Stupid Record Collection! And by section, I actually mean just this album. While Alex loves The Beatles (I bought him "Revolution of the Head“ for Christmas and he’s eagerly devoured every nerdy bit of it) he only has one of their albums on vinyl, which he just told me he’s pretty sure was his step-mom’s originally from when she was a "young lady.” Is that true, Sonia?

I also love The Beatles, but I didn’t really grow up in a Beatles family. My parents like them, but I don’t remember them ever playing their albums, so for a long time I just knew their radio hits. But I did grow up really liking the songs that I did know. I remember hearing “In My Life,” while watching The Wonder Years when I was about 10 or so and tearing up at how perfectly it fit with that show, with that time. “In My Life,” makes you want to be Winnie Cooper more than anything else in the world. I walked down the aisle to that song for our wedding and love it very much.

I did a semester abroad in Ireland my senior year of college and The Beatles always remind me of that time. I was lucky enough to find an amazing group of friends from all over Europe (and one amazing girl from Eerie Pennsylvania). Cami had brought his tiny little roller skate of a Peugeot over with him from France. It had a tape deck and the only tape he had had a bunch of different Beatles songs. I’m pretty sure it wasn’t actually album, but a mix he had made. We would cram five people into that car and play that tape over and over again, singing at the top of our lungs, pulling over every once in a while to take pictures of rainbows and sheep. I remember “Here Comes the Sun,” coming on more than once after a quick Irish rain shower, and the timing would never cease to amaze us. It’s happy music that you want to sing out loud with new friends that you’re just getting to know, but also feel like you’ve know forever. It’s music for when you’re in a car, far away from home and going on an adventure.

Since living with Alex though, I’ve really gotten to know The White Album and Rubber Soul and Revolver and have listened to The Beatles a lot more. But he will always know more about them than I will, which is fine with me, because whenever I have a question about them, he can usually answer it without have to go on Wikipedia. Sometimes Alex IS Wikipedia.

For example, I just asked him if this was an actual album and he told me that for the for first couple of Beatles albums, The Beatles didn’t really have a US record contract, so when they first started releasing albums in the US, their record label just sort of mixed and matched, emphasized the singles, and in some cases added effects to them. So “Beatles 65” has songs from “Beatles For Sale” and “Hard Days Night.”

The first song, “No Reply,” has that early rock and roll sound to it, but then during the chorus when they say “I nearly died,” they do it in this passionate, screamy kind of way that makes you realize that this is something different from early 1950’s rock and roll.

I’m a Loser,” has a little bit of a country sound to it, with some harmonica and twangy guitar. When the chorus comes in with all of them singing, “I’m a loser,” you can just picture them standing on the stage and singing it in a quintessentially Beatles way. It’s funny to think of the phrase “loser,” being around in the 60’s. I’ve always thought of it as such a 90’s thing to call someone, I guess because of Beck’s “Loser.”

I’m actually not familiar with any of these songs so far and I’m really enjoying them. I know “I’ll Follow The Sun,” already, but haven’t heard it in a long time, it’s really sweet and sad and pretty. “Mr. Moonlight,” is a cover that I’m not familiar with and starts really passionately singing “Mr. Moonlight,” in a scream. I really love that Beatles scream-singing, it always makes me feel excited and a little bit choked up in a funny way. Like, wow, that’s a good voice. This song has John singing, but I’m pretty sure that both John and Paul do it in their own unique way.

It sounds like a lot of the songs on this album have a strong country influence, especially the first one on side two, “Honey Don’t” which is a cover. “I Feel Fine,” really stands out as a great song on this album too.

This album is good. It has some solid hits and some fun covers. But so much music has come out that sounds like early Beatles that it’s hard to hear them as standing out. I think their later music sounds much more unique and while it was imitated too, it kind of stands alone. I’m sure I’ll listen to this again, but I’ll probably always gravitate toward albums like “The White Album” and “Rubber Soul.”

Little Bit Country/Little Bit Rock N’ Roll Challenge

In light of me hitting 200 followers (yay congrats to me) I have chosen to celebrate by having a challenge. I have gotten my awesome friend @for-the-love-of-dean to help me out with this challenge. I am so excited for this guys so all left to say: Let’s rock this place with a little bit of Country and a little bit Rock N’ Roll. 

Little Bit Country or Little Bit Rock n’ Roll Challenge Rules

  1. Sign Ups begin July 21st and end August 1st.
  2. Deadline for submissions is August 31st. You can ask for extention before the August 25th and get it extended to September 4th.
  3. Must be Reader insert.
  4. May be any genre (i.e Smut, Fluff, Angst, AU, or any combination you wish)
  5. We have 30 Country Songs and 30 Rock songs.
  6. To sign up send an ask to either myself or @for-the-love-of-dean and tell us which Character you wish to write, whether you want a Rock song or a Country song, and pick a number between 1 and 30.
  7. You must use the tag #little bit rock n country so that we can properly track it. Must be mentioned within the first 5 tags.
  8. You must tag both @for-the-love-of-dean and myself in your submission, if one of us do not “like” it then neither of us saw it.
  9. Your submission must be a minimum of 600 words and cannot exceed 5,000 words.
  10. Please do not make a part in the middle or end of an ongoing series, if you wish to turn it into a series, it must be the first part and state in the description or Author’s Note’s that is is for this challenge.
  11. You can either base your story off of your assigned Song, or you can mention the song somewhere in the story. But you HAVE to mention it in the description or Author’s Notes, this allows us you keep track of each assigned song.

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spiderdoctor67-deactivated20160  asked:

Bellarke Fake/Pretend Relationship fics??

So this is the fake/pretend relationship tag and then here are a few more :

Stack The Deck  by winterwaters

When Clarke’s dad visits, she asks her friend and next-door neighbor Bellamy to pretend he’s her boyfriend to get her dad off her back. Bellamy agrees, though maybe he takes to the “pretend” part of it a little too eagerly.


And its sequel:

Show Your Cards  by winterwaters

Bellamy accompanies Clarke to her cousin’s wedding as her “boyfriend.” The day ends up being more eventful than either expect.



My Name is Bellamy, Not Flame Emoji  by bowlingfornerds

I’m your drug dealer and your parents seem kinda protective because they just rang me up asking who was cause I’m just listed as the flame emoji on your phone and i couldn’t think of anything to say so i told them i was your lover please still buy drugs off me I’m running out of clients



There’s a Little Piece of Heaven (Right Where You Are)  by Willaphyx

“I want you to marry me.”

Bellamy’s jaw dropped and for the first time, Clarke thought that maybe this wasn’t the greatest idea.

Clarke is being deported and Bellamy happens to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. Or a The Proposal AU.



the truth of labyrinths  by asexualravenreyes

Bellamy and Clarke looked at each other. There were hints of smiles on both their faces. Clarke recognized this a first. Bellamy recognized this as the beginning of a possibly huge mistake.

But Clarke looking at Bellamy with a smile on her face rather than with contempt, was a look Bellamy liked almost instantly. A realization both shocking and unwelcome.

“So…I guess we’re dating?”



A Little Bit Country, a Little Bit Rock ‘n’ Roll  by jukzi

It’s still dark out when her mother throws open the sliding doors to the bedroom and says, “Clarke, wake up. We have a situation.“

Clarke sits up and rubs her eyes. “What is it?”

Her mother shoves an iPad at her, and it’s open to People Magazine’s website. The headline is “Clarke Griffin and Bellamy Blake’s Texas Tryst: New Couple Alert?”

“Oh God,” Clarke groans.


Or, Bellamy’s a rock star, Clarke’s the princess of country music, and they make sweet, sweet music together.


anonymous asked:

Any fake boyfriend/girlfriend relationships fanfics? Thank youuuu



(you can also try our fake/pretend relationship tag.)