nicki feature

  • What she says: I'm fine
  • What she means: but REALLY THOUGH, how the FUCK did they get NICKI MINAJ on Steven Universe? That was SO early on in the series, it was hardly well-known at all... In the 2009 song "Monster", Nicki says during her featured verse "50k for a verse, no album out". And that was BEFORE she became as successful as she is today, so it's probably more now. I mean, it technically wasn't a VERSE, but did the Crewniverse spend THAT MUCH for Nicki? Or do she and Estelle know each other because of the music industry and stuff, so there were already connections? How'd they get her?? I NEED to KNOW

Richey Edwards and James Dean Bradfield Belga Beach Festival (1992)

My Boyfriend the Pharaoh

Originally posted by violet-phantomhive

Ahkmenrah x Reader

My Boyfriend the Pharaoh

As an aspiring actress, it was not easy to find a job in New York. You’d think jobs would be open all over the place, but with an abundance of acting opportunities came an abundance of extremely qualified super-talented people that somehow always stole the spotlight from you. Of all places, you had never expected your first job to be here.

The New York Museum of Natural History was sort of famous for their amazing night program. The museum, as they said, “came to life” with actors and animatronics and all sorts of amazing special effects, all managed by the “Night Guard”, Larry Daley. And it just so happened that you were friends with his son.

Nicky had hooked you up the minute you mentioned a fascination with the 1940’s.

“It’s pretty simple. All you have to do is sing some songs with the other 40’s girls and maybe talk to the guests a little. Nicky said you know a lot about the 40’s right?”

“World War II is my favorite.” You nodded.

“Perfect.” Larry nodded and showed you where he kept the costumes and had you pick a dress that suited you. Surprisingly, there weren’t very many. Just a sparse collection of clothes from specific eras, particularly the ones that were getting new actors. “All right, so, everything starts up an hour after sundown. Just be there like fifteen minutes before opening.”

“Will do. Thank you so, so much, Mr. Daley.”

“See you tonight.”


The Victory Rolls had been nearly impossible to put in, but you thought they looked pretty good, although, at this point, your hair was more hairspray and pins than it was hair. You topped off the look with some simple eyeliner wings and red lipstick and then walked in the door fifteen minutes before they opened for their night session.

It was as though history had thrown up in the lobby.

People from several different eras were walking through the museum to get everything ready. And it took you a while to find a familiar face, but finally, you found Nicky. He was standing at the DJ booth talking to a man wearing a tall golden headpiece and a shimmering orange cape. The moment his eyes fell upon you, they widened. A small smile pulled at his lips.

“Nicky, where’s your Dad?”

“Woah, (Y/N), I barely even recognized you!” He looked pretty impressed. “Nice…hair.”

“Thank you.”

“I don’t know where Dad went.” Nicky looked around for a second before noticing the look on his Egyptian friend’s face. “Buuut, I can introduce you to this guy! (Y/N), this is-”

“I am Ahkmenrah, fourth king of the fourth king.” He took your hand in his own, and instead of shaking it as you had expected, he brought it to his lips. Your cheeks had never burned so bright. “And it is a pleasure to meet someone so beautiful.”

“Wow, is everyone here so into character?” there was a crack in your voice as you replied. “N-nice to meet you too. You’re…hot. Oh my God, did I just say that out loud?” Nicky smiled, as did Ahk. “I gotta go, byeeeee.” You started to walk away and eventually ran right into Larry.

“You okay, (Y/N)? Your face is all red.”

“I’m f-fine. Where do you want me?”


The night gig was fun, you decided. You got to sing with a 1940’s trio and then teach kids about World War II. And a few hours before sunrise, when the night hours were officially over, you were once again greeted by the handsome Pharaoh.

“Hi there.” You cursed the crack in your voice.

“So how did your first night on the job go?”

“It was amazing. I don’t think I’ve had this much fun in a long time.” He smiled at your response.

“I hope that means I’ll see you again tomorrow.”

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

“Perhaps I could show you around my exhibit sometime.” He suggested.

“I’d like that. A lot.” You yawned and then glanced at a watch. It was waaaaay past your bedtime. “Goodness, I’ve gotta get home and go to bed. But thanks for the chat. I’ll see you tomorrow?”

He smiled. “Definitely.”


Because the night program only ran Friday and Saturday nights, it was with a heavy heart that you started to pack up your stuff after your shift at the museum. The few months you had been working there had felt magical. There was no way to describe it. And now that you had to face another week without him- I mean working, it was bittersweet, to say the least.

One of the storage rooms had become a sort of dressing room/lounge for yourself and the other performers. That was where you were as you packed your duffle bag with your costume and makeup and hair supplies.

“I thought I might find you here.” You looked to the door to find Ahk standing there with a beautiful flower in his hand. “I was wondering if you might want to accompany me tomorrow evening.”

“Me?” You looked around, a finger pointing to your chest. He nodded and took a step closer. His large hand gently wrapped your own around the stem of the flower.

“There is no one whose company I would like more.” His voice was soft, and his eyes were warm as they met yours. He leaned closer to whisper in your ear, and as he did so, his breath ghosted across your cheek, causing a shiver to run up your spine. “Meet me here after sundown.”

“A-all right. Will do. Can’t wait.”

“Neither can I.” He smiled and left the lounge, a proud expression etched into his handsome features. Nicky was waiting for him just down the hall.


“She said yes!” Ahk’s calm and collected demeanor shattered to pieces, and all of his relief bubbled to the surface. He would have been one brokenhearted mummy if you had said no. “Now tell me, what must I do to make (Y/N) happy?”

“Dude, I think she’d be happy watching paint dry as long as it was with you.”

“Perfect. Where do I get some paint?”

“Figure of speech. I don’t know…I could bring you a few movies and you could set up the projector down the hall.” Nick smirked and shook his head as it finally hit him. “I can’t believe my best friend is dating a mummy.”

“But…perhaps we should keep that last part between us for the time being.”

“You got it, dude. But…(Y/N) is smart. She’ll figure it out sooner or later.”


You showed up to the museum the next night wearing something casual and comfy but definitely date night attire. You did not, however, expect Nicky to be the first person you saw.

“Good, you’re just in time.” He said. You looked around at all of the activity in the museum. You had sort of expected the place to be empty, but instead, about 80% of the night staff was here wandering around in full costume.

“What’s going on? Why is everyone here?”

“Um, I’m not sure.” Nicky lied. He punched something into his phone and then looked back up at you. “Anyway, Ahk is up this way.”

“Is his-” Nick looked to you, stopping in his tracks. “Nevermind.”


“Is his name really Ahkmenrah?”

Nicky was quiet for a long moment. This was the first time you suspected something was up.

“Y-yeah. Haven’t you ever met anyone named Ahkmenrah? I know like four of them.”

“Oh. Okay then. Didn’t realize it was that common a name.” You paused. “I guess.”

You followed Nicky up the stairs and into the room where Ahk was waiting. He looked so different than you were used to, dressed in street clothes instead of his very regal Pharaoh garb. His long shimmering cape and colorful beads had been replaced instead with a gray hoodie and some jeans. His face lit up at the sight of you, and he immediately got up from the couch he and Nick had dragged into the room not long before.

“Hi.” He waved shyly. “You…you look very beautiful.”

“Thank you,” You blushed and tucked a lock of your hair behind your ear.

“Nick helped me in selecting some films I thought you might enjoy.” He said, motioning to a small stack of DVDs sitting on the table beside the projector.

“Thank you, Nicky.” You gave your friend’s chest a little shove before taking a few steps toward Ahkmenrah. You looked through the stack and then picked a romantic comedy and popped it in. Ahk sat down on the couch, heart racing as you took the spot beside him. Then, as Nicky had told him to, Ahk inhaled a large breath, stretched, and then wrapped an arm around your shoulders. You leaned into his strong chest, basking in his warmth.

“I like seeing you this way,” Ahk confessed after some time, “you seem more…you.”

“What, you don’t like the Victory Rolls?” you teased, giving him a little nudge. He laughed. “No, I feel. They’re fun, but they’re a hassle. My hair is much softer without all the spray.”

“I agree.” He smirked. “And though you seem quite comfortable on the stage, I much prefer the sight of you in my arms.”

“I do too.” You nuzzled in closer to him.



“There is something I must tell you, but I fear you would not believe me.”

“Okay.” This was the second time you suspected something was up.

“But I swear to you, I would not lie.” His eyes locked into yours and it was as though he was staring into your soul. Your heart fluttered. For a moment, you thought you might explode. The world stopped, and when he removed his arm from around your shoulders to take both of your hands, you could finally see the fear in his seemingly ancient eyes. His fingers wove through your own, gripping them tightly.

“I trust you, Ahk.” You whispered and gave his hands a squeeze. He smiled gratefully. “What is it?”

“The museum…it’s not-” he paused, arranging the words in his mind. “It’s not exactly ordinary.”

“I figured as much,” You chuckled softly. He was quiet for a moment, thinking. Suddenly, an idea struck.

“Come with me.” He stood and led you down the hall, across the second floor, and finally into the Egyptian exhibit. His hand gripped yours tightly as he led you to stand in front of the sarcophagus.

“The tablet of Ahkmenrah?” you asked. Your eyebrows crinkled as you thought it over.

“It’s said to have magical powers that bring the museum to life every night.” He stated, waiting for the pieces to click. “And inside the sarcophagus…” he slowly pushed open the lid revealing…nothing. Nothing but bandages. You gasped.

“Where did the mummy go?” and immediately as the words left your mouth, it finally clicked. The mummy was standing beside you, holding your hand. “Oh my God.”

“Are you all right?” he asked with concern.

“How are you even-” you looked him over, bringing a hand up to stroke the soft skin of his face. It felt so real. Too real to be dead. You pressed your ear to his chest, and sure enough, his heart was beating, racing even. “I don’t understand.”

“Every night for thousands of years, I’ve come to life again because of the tablet. And yet, I’d never felt truly alive…until I met you.” One of his hands rose to caress your cheek. “I promise to treat you like the queen you are…if you’d have me, that is.”

There were a few moments of silence as you looked into his eyes. And then, nodding rapidly, you rushed into his embrace.

“Yes, Ahk. A million times, yes.” You held him tighter than you had ever held anyone, afraid that he would suddenly slip away.

“I take it it went well?” Nick poked his head around the entrance of the exhibit. You rested your head against Ahk’s chest as you turned to look at your friend.

“You could say that, yes,” Ahk told him with a smile.

“Nicky, my boyfriend is a Pharaoh.” You couldn’t help but laugh a little as you said it. It was unbelievable. Impossible. And yet, here he was.

“Thank you, Nicky, for introducing me to the love of my life.”

“Yeah, yeah, don’t mention it.” He smirked. “If you need me, I’ll be downstairs partying with the others.” He walked off, leaving the two of you alone.

“What would you like to do now, my love?” he asked, his voice merely a whisper.

“Just hold me.” You gripped him tightly, and he held you fast against his chest.

“I can certainly do that.”


The following evening, you arrived at the museum precisely five minutes before sundown. When Larry opened the door, you were one of the last people he had expected to see.

“What are you doing here? Work isn’t until Friday night.”

“Well, my boyfriend is a mummy that only comes alive at night, so he and I kind of have some time to make up for.” You replied. Larry smiled slowly.

“He told you then, huh?”

“Last night was a bit more eventful than I had expected.”

“Welcome to the madness. It only gets crazier from here.” He handed you a key. “I’ll let you do the honors, then. His royal highness gets kind of impatient while waiting for me to lock up the lions.”

“All right.” You nodded. As you made your way up the stairs, the fun began. Teddy rode off of his platform and off to find Sacagawea and you ran up the steps and into the Egyptian exhibit, where you could hear your boyfriend yelling and pounding on the lid of his sarcophagus.

“LARRY LET ME OUT!” You could barely make out the muffled shouts, but you rushed to shove aside the stone slab, unlock the glass case, and then finally pull the lid off.

“Hey, Ahk, it’s all right.” You stated. His body was fully covered in bandages, and he smelled like an attic, but you didn’t care. You helped him undo the wrappings around his face. As soon as he was free, he turned his head to cough up a cloud of dust. “Good morning, babe.”

“Good evening, my love. Now, if you’d help me undo these wrappings so I can greet you properly, that would be splendid.”

“It’d be my pleasure.” You grinned and pressed a soft kiss against his lips as you pulled his wrappings further off, revealing the rich orange cape and beads that lie beneath. In all of his time, Ahk had learned many things. But he finally knew that after four thousand years, being here with you was where he truly belonged.

Want You Back - Justin Bieber imagine

Request: ‘Can u do imagine where YN and Justin are broken up and they both are famous and they go to an award show and Justin keeps staring at YN bc he wants her back?and u can do the rest💕💕💕

Warnings: none

A/N: {Y/S/T} stands for ‘your song title’ and {Y/A/N} stands for ‘your album name’. this imagine was kind of long, sorry!


“This LA traffic sure kills,” my manager said at the front of the car. We were currently on our way to the Billboard Music Awards, which was scheduled to start in thirty and we were about ten minutes away. The thing was, you could never be right abut how late you’re going to be in California. You’re either early or late, nothing in between. 

Tonight, I was joined by my manager, my mom and a friend. My friend was the plus one because Justin was originally supposed to go with me but, he broke up with me just a week before the award show. Shocker, right? We soon reached the arena it was being held at and the valet was ready to take our car.

“Well here goes nothing, {Y/N}. We got this,” my manager said while getting out the car. My mom and friend exited the car, leaving just me in the car. I really didn’t want to do this or even be here but, I was nominated for two or three awards and I wasn’t going to skip it just because my ex was here. I was better than that. I exited the car and the crowd went wild once I was in sight.

My manager led the three of us through the crowd and we were stopped by E-News. “{Y/N}! Could we get just a quick word with you?” I said sure, walking over towards where they were set up. “Wow! Can we just say that you look absolutely stunning tonight? Anybody in mind that you’re trying to impress?”

“Oh no! I’m not here to impress anybody except myself!” I joked. “I’m honestly here to just enjoy myself and accept these awards for the fans!” 

“One more question before you go!” They continued. “We know that you and Justin broke up. How are you feeling about possibly seeing him tonight? Any interaction?”

I thought for a moment before answering, “I’m not too sure about that. I think the real question here is if he’s going to show up.”

“Okay {Y/N}, thank you for your time. Everyone that was {Y/N} {Y/L/N} now we see…

I walked past them and stopped and took a few pictures on the red carpet, as much as I hated doing that. Multiple people were calling my name to look here, there and everywhere. It was enough to give me a headache, and these flashing lights? Don’t even get me started. We moved along the carpet and we were soon inside. We were escorted to our seats and I looked about to see who was sitting close to us. Ariana Grande and her team were to the left of us and Shawn Mendes was to the right of us. I was definitely getting pictures with them.

The next category is favorite pop song of the year. The nominees are.. Shawn Mendes, ‘Mercy’, Ariana Grande, ‘Side to Side’, featuring Nicki Minaj, {Y/N} {Y/L/N}, ‘{Y/S/T}’, Justin Bieber, ‘Company’!

The competition in this category was pretty tough considering I was up against A-list celebs. I’d be beyond shocked if I actually won against Ariana or even Shawn. Of course I was up against Justin, how surprising! 

“And the winner is… {Y/N} {Y/L/N}, ‘{Y/S/T}! Come on up {Y/N}!”

I was shocked to here my name be called. Was I dreaming? I hugged my manager and the other two who were with me. While hugging my mom, I noticed Justin was sitting just two rows behind me, staring at me. What was his problem? I ignored him and walked up to the stage to collect my award.

I walked over to the microphone, beginning to say my not-so planned speech. “Wow, I really wasn’t expecting this. Um,” I paused momentarily to look out at the audience filled with fans and celebrities and of course, I locked eyes with Justin. I nervously chuckled before continuing my speech. “I just want to thank my fans, family and my team. None of this would have been possible without you.”

After the awkward experience while being on stage, I couldn’t help but look back every so often to see if Justin was still staring at me, which he was. What a creep. The night went on and more and more awards were given out. Now, it was the end of the night and the award show was coming to a close. 

“And now ladies and gentlemen, the final award of the night! The category is Favorite Pop Album of the Year! The competition was real in this one. Anyways, the nominees are: Justin Bieber, ‘Purpose’, Ariana Grande ‘Dangerous Woman’, Beyonce, ‘Lemonade’, Charlie Puth, ‘Nine Track Mind’, and lastly, {Y/N} {Y/L/N}, {Y/A/N}!”

All I really wanted was anybody besides me or Justin to win this. The tension in the room was already enough to kill me. 

“And the winner is.. Justin Bieber, Purpose!” 

Oh, dear. I could already tell we were going to be here all night with Justin’s speech. 

I, after waiting almost three hours in this packed arena, finally got my pictures with Shawn and Ariana. This was what I was waiting for all night. I was getting done with my picture with Shawn, when Justin came into focus. I quickly thanked him and the tension from earlier returned. We stared at each for a few seconds since neither one of us knew what to say.

“Hey,” he started, rocking back and forth on his heels. I assumed he didn’t know what else to say because of his short remark.

“Congrats on the awards.” I spoke up. It was a sincere congrats although I wish it wasn’t. “You deserve it.”

“Thanks, you too.” He responded. “So, {Y/N} I was kind of wondering if maybe you wanted to go to an after party Scooter is hosting. It’s cool if not, I’ll understand.”

“Uh, sure,” I sheepishly said. I was unsure about my answer considering Justin and I were on rocky terms. “I’d love to go with you considering I’m not doing anything tonight.”

“Great. Let’s go.”

Imagine Clary and Alec for a second and the anger and annoyance that they feel for each other.

Clary and Alec hate each other. They despise each other. They cannot stand each other.

So who knew that one song could bring them together?

So imagine that Clary and Alec are assigned to a mission together and Clary suggests that they drive instead of walk to the police station where they are going to meet Luke to further discuss their mission. Even though Clary does not have her driver’s license, she can drive very well and told Alec so. This does nothing for his nerves.

So they’re in the car and it’s completely silent except for Clary’s fingers drumming on the steering wheel and Alec occasionally muttering a, “Please don’t kill us.” and at one point yelling, “BY THE ANGEL, FRAY!” as he grabs the wheel from her to steer out of the path of a honking truck, despite never having driven a car in his entire life. And of course they are not friends and have just started to learn to at least tolerate each other’s company, so it’s very quiet and, to be frank, Clary could not wait to get out of the car. Neither could Alec.

To make the car ride less quiet, Clary decides to turn on the radio and gasps so loudly that Alec jumps in his seat and twists his seat belt in an attempt to protect himself even more.

“I love this song!” Clary squeals as Side To Side by Ariana Grande featuring Nicki Minaj plays on the radio and, without even caring about Alec, turns the radio up full blast and starts singing her head off and dancing in her seat.

And Alec just stares at her like what is this tiny person doing but after a while he realizes that the song is rather….nice. And soon he finds himself bobbing his head along to the music and even humming a little. This turns into singing the words that he knows and going “na na na” for the rest of the words he doesn’t and Clary turns to look at Alec who seems to have completely forgotten about her and is actually shimmying in his seat and singing along and he finally realizes that Clary is looking at him and he stops abruptly and his eyes snap straight ahead to the road.

“ There’s nothing to be ashamed of. It is a nice song,” Clary says gently and Alec ignores her, continuing to stare at the road. “This may be a shocker, but mundanes do produce some good tunes once in awhile….. It’s good to have fun, you know. Watching you… were having fun.”

Alec says nothing for a moment then replies. “It’s….catchy.”

“That it is.”


“I have it on my phone and I can connect it to the Aux chord in the car. Do you want to hear it again?”

“…..Just one more time.”

When they arrive at the police station, the music and the off-key enthusiastic singing  is so loud that Luke doesn’t need his werewolf hearing to hear it, nor does he need his enhanced sight to see Clary and Alec jamming out in their seats and rapping and grinning from ear to ear.

After this Clary and Alec become super close and will always have a special connection to that song. One night a couple of weeks later, the gang’s having a night out at Pandemonium and Clary and Alec are on opposite ends of the room when suddenly, Side To Side comes on and they both FREAK OUT and Clary just screams at the mass of people, “ALEC IT’S OUR SONG!” and Alec yells, “CLARY, WHERE ARE YOU?”  AND they’re pushing through the throng to get to each other and they meet in the middle and start singing and dancing like crazy and I’m talking crazy like the whitest of the white moves like I kid you not Clary whips and teaches Alec how to dab and Alec dabs so hard that he almost smacks some stranger with his giraffe arms and Simon takes a video and Isabelle is laughing her head off and Jace and Magnus decide to book it onto the dance floor and dance with each other and soon Alec and Clary and Magnus and Jace have a dance off (of course Magnus and Jace win because Alec and Clary cannot dance to save their lives) and Maia, who is still new to the friend group, is very confused but so happy that she found these wonderful people to be companions with.

 Clary and Alec will literally stop what they are doing, no matter what it is, and run to find each other as soon as they hear Side To Side start playing. Even later in life at both their weddings they will request that the DJ puts on Side To Side and they will literally scream the second it comes on and run to each other, Clary in her fancy dress and Alec in his suit, and tear it up and laugh and dance together like the best friends that they are. It’s not only a great song, but is symbolizes their friendship and how much they both treasure that friendship.

Plus, it never gets old for their friends and significant others watching Clary and Alec try to dance and sing out of tune and acting like complete dorks. It’s a good laugh.

For my BBY @izzybabewoods who inspired this whole post and helped me come up with this idea
Luis Fonsi & Daddy Yankee Lead Hot 100, Ed Sheeran Sets Record in Top Five
"Despacito," featuring Justin Bieber, rules for a third week, while "Shape of You" spends a record 20th week in the top five from its debut.

“Meanwhile, four songs debut in the 40s on the Hot 100: Liam Payne’s “Strip That Down,” featuring Quavo, the chart’s top new entry at No. 42; The Voice runner-up Lauren Duski’s “Deja Vu” (No. 43); Perry’s “Swish Swish,” featuring Nicki Minaj (No. 46 [corrected]); and former Fifth Harmony member Camila Cabello’s first unaccompanied solo single, “Crying in the Club” (No. 47).

Liam has entered the Billboard Hot 100 Chart this week at #42!

Keep streaming, buying, and requesting please! Your effort is showing!

Katy Perry’s “Swish Swish” Is Another Single That Makes Little Sense

I don’t want to see Katy Perry fail, but she sure is turning failure into a spectacle. Her latest attempt to reclaim her territory at the top of the pop charts is “Swish Swish,” which features Nicki Minaj and seems to everyone like an attempt to take a swipe at their mutual enemy Taylor Swift. “Swish Swish” follows “Bon Appetit,” a relative flop despite the fact that Perry spent the past two weeks doing literally anything—hiding under a table, working in a food truck, risking electrocution, being boiled alive—to promote it. Both were preceded by “Chained to the Rhythm,” a Top 5 hit that you probably already forgot about.

“Bon Appetit” isn’t good, but by comparison to “Swish Swish,” it’s at least thematically coherent. The new song is a random grab bag of Perry’s vocals, obnoxious voice-altering effects, and piano flourishes, all laid over a house-inflected beat from the British producer Duke Dumont that suspiciously resembles Minaj’s three-year-old “Truffle Butter.” Nicki’s verse, for what it’s worth, is the bright spot: She shouts out pink pool slides from the under-rapped-about brand Salvatore Ferragamo, name-checks Migos (who featured on “Bon Appetit”), and references her feud with Remy Ma (“silly rap beefs just give me more checks”). She even sings two of her lines, probably the maximum possible without totally showing up Perry on her own track.

Perry’s portion of the song, meanwhile, is a series of generic hashtag disses plucked from the recycling bin (“Can’t touch this,” “I stay winning”) and attempted basketball metaphors that don’t really hold up to scrutiny. “Swish, swish, bish,” she sings on the chorus. “Another one in the basket,” which is how people talk about eggs, not basketballs, but okay. Truthfully, Perry sounds bored just going through motions. “Your game is tired,” she sings at one point, and really she might as well be referring to herself.

I’ve got nothing to add, really, other than to say that those little scream samples on “Swish Swish” do kinda work, and that if a song as bad as “Bon Appetit” can start to grow on me, then maybe this one will, too.


Ariana is nominated for 4 iHeartAwards and we can vote for three of them.

Best Cover Song:  "How Will I Know". You can vote for Ariana using the hashtags #iHeartAwards #BestCover #HowWillIKnow on Twitter. 
Best Fan Army:  Arianators. You can vote for Ariana using the hashtags #iHeartAwards #BestFanArmy #Arianators on Twitter.
Best Music Video:  "Side to Side" - Ariana Grande featuring Nicki Minaj.  You can vote for Ariana using the hashtags #iHeartAwards #BestMusicvideo #SideToSide on Twitter.

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We all know that at some point the foxes most definitely made their own music video to “What does the Fox Say?” that’s filmed and put together by Nicky. It mostly just features him and the girls lip syncing the words. There are short clips here and there of Andrew, Neil and Kevin looking extremely annoyed/confused. Aaron, Katelyn, and Matt get into it too, only making short cameos during the “ring ding ding ding” parts. Nicky puts it on YouTube and gathers the whole team, Wymack, and Abby to watch it one day after practice. He put crappy filters on each of the clips and made it look like something a couple of 11 year olds made. Everyone loves it except Kevin, Neil, and Andrew are still hella lost because why would someone ever think that foxes actually said those things? Neil brings their confusion up to the team after watching the video and everyone just groans at him.

Hey Winchester - Hey Mama Parody
The Winchesters
Hey Winchester - Hey Mama Parody

So I thought my last post on this blog would be another Supernatural Parody. My voice is horribly shot because of T, but here it is. A parody of David Guetta and Nicki Minaj featuring your favorite boys. Lyrics under cut. Thanks for the good run, guys! 

Deal with a demon, I'mma
Sell my soul
Deal with a demon, I’mma
Sell my soul


Back in Lawrence Kansas
I was just a baby
Azazel fucked me up so when I grew up I’d be ready
Bred to be a leader, his blood was inside me
Gave me psychic powers, you down with that baby?

Best believe that, when I need that
Guilty conscience, I will always have it
Brother is my family so
He cannot die, I will not allow it

Send them to Hell, Exorcizamus te
Ganking those sons of bitches all day
Now all of Heaven and Hell knows my name
Like hey Winchester hey Winchester (Hey)
Sooner or later one of us dies
And so the other must sacrifice
Salt it and burn it and don’t think twice like
Like hey Winchester hey Winchester (Hey)

Deal with a demon, I'mma
Sell my soul
Deal with a demon, I’mma
Sell my soul


40 years of bleeding
40 years of screaming
Getting resurrected just to take another beating
Fucking with the angels, fucking with the demons
Apocalypse can’t keep me from these worthless feelings

Best believe that when I need that
Self-hatred I will always have it
Sammy can’t leave, so please take me
Without him I’m nothing so this life, you can have it

Send them to Hell, Exorcizamus te
Ganking those sons of bitches all day
Now all of Heaven and Hell knows my name
Like hey Winchester hey Winchester (Hey)
Heavy Dad issues, dependency
Fighting monsters since before puberty
Dying, dealing, put it on repeat
Like hey Winchester hey Winchester (Hey)

Deal with a demon, I'mma
Sell my soul
Deal with a demon, I’mma
Sell my soul


You ask me? I’m fine
Just watching porn online
Made some bad mistakes
So I deserve to do time
And without me, Sam’s fine
He always keeps in line
Let me finish this bottle and then it’s murdering time
Don’t want to tell you how I feel
I don’t even think I’m real (Am I real?)
Leave me alone cause I know how to deal
I don’t deserve to be saved, so I don’t care
Take my share, I’ll go down while I’m swinging


So I make a deal with a demon I trust
So I give in to my darkness and lust
So I do anything just to see him again
Carry on carry on, it goes on, it goes on my son

Send them to Hell, Exorcizamus te
Ganking those sons of bitches all day
Now all of Heaven and Hell knows my name
Like hey Winchester hey Winchester (Hey)
Sooner or later one of us dies
And so the other must self-sacrifice
Angels and demons and everything nice  like
Like hey Winchester hey Winchester (Hey)

Deal with a demon, I'mma
Sell my soul
Deal with a demon, I’mma
Sell my soul


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