walking in l.a

New Wave Diner

A 70s-80s mix of punky, catchy and direct new wave tunes with bouncy vocals fit for a drive-in diner’s radio/jukebox.

The menu:

Hanging On The Telephone + Atomic - BLONDIE / Monday - THE JAM / 52 Girls - THE B-52S /  Vanessa Vacillating + One More Trauma - SLOW CHILDREN / My Best Friend’s Girl - THE CARS / U.S. Drag + Walking In L.A. - MISSING PERSONS / Precious + Brass In Pocket - PRETENDERS / Echo Beach - MARTHA AND THE MUFFINS  / Try This For Sighs - ADAM ANT / Secret Life - DEBBIE HARRY / Yeah Yeah - CYNDI LAUPER / Beckoning Strings - ALTERED IMAGES



Torch Songs For Cold Nights: A Spotify Playlist

  1. Nat ‘King’ Cole - “Nature Boy” from Untamed Heart (1993)
  2. Nana Mouskouri - “That’s My Desire” from Beautiful Lies (2010)
  3. Billie Holiday - “Willow Weep For Me” from Eva (1962)
  4. Julie London - “Cry Me a River” from V for Vendetta (2006)
  5. Johnny Hartman - “Easy Living” from The Bridges of Madison County (1995) 
  6. Charles Aznavour - “Emmenez-moi” from C.R.A.Z.Y. (2005)
  7. Astrud Gilberto - “Once I Loved” from Juno (2007)
  8. Scott Walker - “When Joanna Loved Me” from The Box (2009)
  9. Sarah Vaughan - “Blues Serenade” from The Confessional (1995)
  10. Jackie Paris - “Skylark” from ‘Tis Autumn: The Search for Jackie Paris (2009)
  11. Edith Piaf - “La Foule” from My Summer of Love (2004)
  12. Madeleine Peyroux - “Between the Bars” from from Smokin’ Aces 2: Assassins’ Ball (2010)
  13. Chet Baker - “Always Look for the Silver Lining” from L.A. Confidential (1997)
  14. Jo Stafford - “Haunted Heart” from The End of the Affair (1999)
  15. Little Jimmy Scott - “Sycamore Trees” from Twin Peaks: Fire Walk with Me (1992)
  16. Amália Rodrigues - “Estranha Forma de Vida” from Two Lovers (2008)
  17. Cat Power - “I Found a Reason” from The Secret Lives of Dentists (2002)
  18. Nina Simone - “Wild is the Wind” from Home (2008)
  19. Frank Sinatra - “One For My Baby (And One More For the Road)” from What Love I (2007) 
  20. Peggy Lee - “Is That All There Is?” from After Hours (1985)

Listen to this Spotify Playlist & more curated by Rotten Tomatoes here

She's Out Of My Life

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader (sort of)

Summary: Jensen thinks about his time with the Reader, wondering if he made a mistake in letting her go. 

Word Count: 2K-ish

Warnings: Angst. Nothing but good ol’ Angst. (At least I hope it is lmao)

Author’s Note: Heyy guys! This is my entry for my boo Kari’s challenge aka @thing-you-do-with-that-thing‘s “SPN Anti Valentine’s Challenge”. I got the song “She’s Out Of My Life” by Michael Jackson. I hope you guys like it. This is one of my favorite songs from the King of Pop. Aaannnnd feedback is always welcomed!!!

I was an idiot. If there was an award for being the biggest idiot in the entire planet, I’d definitely win it without question.

I screwed up. There was no other way to put it. I fucked up the best thing that could have probably ever happened to me, and it was all because I was too much of a fucking coward to voice my feelings.

How was I to go back to before? How could I possibly make this up to her? She was my friend, for Christ’s sake. My best friend. And I messed it all up.

I guess I kinda deserved it and I shouldn’t be feeling like this because I had it coming. I definitely brought this upon myself.

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Dear intrepid reporter,

Let me be perfectly clear.

I am going to build a wall.  This will protect Kurain from the ravages of criminals and illegals.  You can’t walk through the streets of L.A. without being shot.  By protecting Kurain, I can ensure the safety of the people!

-Paul Atishon

Taylor Swift ‘Has Learned from the Past’ — How She Kept Her Romance with Joe Alwyn ‘Insanely Private’

After a public split from Calvin Harris and high-profile romance with Tom Hiddleston, Taylor Swift decided to make a change when it came to her romance with new boyfriend Joe Alwyn.

“Taylor has been insanely private about her relationship with Joe,” a source tells PEOPLE exclusively about the couple, who have been dating for several months. “She wanted to get to know him without any chaos. She has learned from the past.”

Jetting in under the radar and reportedly renting a house in North London, Swift is determined to keep her relationship out of the spotlight — and so is Alwyn.

The Grammy winner, 27, was first spotted publicly hanging out with Alwyn, 26, after a Kings of Leon concert last October with a group of girlfriends, including Martha Hunt and Lorde.

One month later, she caught a showing of his film Billy Lynn’s Long Halftime Walk in L.A. with the Haim sisters and her mom Andrea.

“Joe’s a very normal, down-to-earth guy,” says another insider of the rising star, who just wrapped his film The Favourite. “He’s private and low-key.”

And though the relationship is now public, “they’re on the same page on how to handle the attention,” adds the insider.

Fake Love- Corbyn Besson

request- no but these people wanna be tagged




idk if Ava wanted to be tagged but o whale.

warning- none but this is sad

word count- 1633

summary- Corbyn has been distant and you want to know why. 


To- Cornbean
Hey! I know you’ve been busy the past few weeks but I was wondering if you wanted to hangout today!

You sent Corbyn, your boyfriend of seven months, a text as you waited anxiously for him to reply. He was always busy, always doing something with the band. You were proud of him, don’t get me wrong, but you wanted to hold your boyfriend. You wanted to listen to him sing to you, to listen to him freak out about the new constellations that NASA had recently configured. But he was always busy. 

You constantly were trying to come in contact with him but he never seemed to have time for you anymore. You walked around your small downtown L.A. apartment room until you heard your ringer go off, signaling that you got a notification. Corbyn had tweeted something, but he hadn’t answered your text. You felt your heart drop a little, your eyebrows drooped and your smile disappeared. 


 Hanging with the boys on my day off is my favorite pass time, not even gonna lie.

That was your breaking point. You had put up with his antics for long enough, he was pulling your heart in every possible direction but he didn’t care. It seemed like he never cared anymore. He never cared about how you were, how your day was, what you were crying about, how school was making you depressed. He just didn’t care. So why should you.

You went to your bathroom, you changed into a crop top and a pair of shorts, seeing as it was a warm day. You did your usual makeup with a little bit more highlighter, you knew Corbyn liked it when you had a good highlight. You had to fight the urge to cry as you curled your hair, even though you felt numb to everything, your eyes were still watering nonstop. The tears caused you to burn your fingers on the curling wand five times. 

Once you were done, you headed out the door to the boys’ house. If they weren’t there, you were going to find a way to hunt them down. You were tired of the games Corbyn was playing with you. He was making you feel like an awful person, like you did something wrong every second of everyday. You were behind the wheel when you had to pull over to the side of the road. You felt the numbness wash away, all that was left was the pain and betrayal that you were overcome with. 

Your body started to ache and shake. No matter how hard you willed yourself not to, you bursted into tears, hitting your steering wheel repeatedly. Your heart was heavy with sorrow, your mind was filled with thoughts of unworthiness. It was obvious that you guys were falling apart but somehow along the way, you had pushed those thoughts deep down and repressed them. But suddenly they were all popping up. 

He would always rush off to something else whenever you both were hanging out.

He hadn’t said he loved you in three weeks.

He told fans he was single

He would send almost all of your calls to voicemail.

He wouldn’t kiss you on the lips after he came back from New York.

You were distraught. How had you just let these signs slip past you. How could you be so stupid, you were only hurting yourself by not acknowledging the red flags. You felt so insignificant in his life, all the times in the past where he would treat you like you were his world were proved to be false. He didn’t care, he was using you. You felt the sadness boil into a raging anger. You quickly flipped the car into drive and continued on to the boys’ house, wiping at the running mascara under your eye. Even if this might be your last talk with Corbyn, you felt the need to look presentable. 

As you pulled into the driveway of the house, you opened your overhead visor and flipped the cover of the mirror open. You parked the car and double checked your face. Once you were satisfied with how you looked, you opened your car door. 

As you pulled yourself to your feet, you felt the anxiety start to creep in. You wanted to crawl back into your small car and stay there until you died, but you knew that wasn’t an option, you had to go meet the serpent head on. You had to force yourself towards the door, with each step you felt more and more light headed from the anticipation. As you placed both feet in front of the door, you had to take a deep breath to calm yourself. It didn’t work, not the first time, not the second time nor the fifth nor the eighth, but you raised your hand toward the fairly large door. You had to will yourself to knock because your heart was telling you not to. That Corbyn was just being weird, but your mind knew that those thoughts were wrong. 

“(Y/N), Corbyn said you were out of town!” you heard your best friend say from behind you. You turned to see Jack Robert Avery standing there. He was holding his skateboard and a bean was clad on his head. You and jack had been best friends since you started dating Corbyn, lately he was more your boyfriend then your actual boyfriend was. You wanted to stay and chat but you had to find your so called boyfriend. 

“Oh, well have you seen him by any chance?” You asked trying to be as nonchalant as possible. You were sure that Jack could see right through you but you tried to keep your composure. Jack replied, telling you that he was in the living room but not before giving you a sad smile. You tried your best to give him a real one back but your heart was too heavy to even try. 

You walked through the front door and headed straight for the Den, you saw Corbyn sitting on the couch with his back to you. He had his phone in his hand, you stood there watching him. He texted at least three people and continuously scrolled past your thread. Your heart somehow sank even further than it did before and you didn’t know that that was possible.  

“wow.” That was all you could manage before the tears started to fill into the rim of your eyes. You knew that they would start spilling over as soon as he started speaking, no matter how much you prayed that it wouldn’t. He turned around and made eye contact with you. 

What bothered you the most wasn’t that he hadn’t said anything yet, but that he looked disappointed to see you. 

“What are you doing here (Y/N)?” He said in a low voice, making to shiver with memories. He wasn’t mad, he just wasn’t happy. And that hurt the most. 

“we need to talk,” you started, you didn’t want to have to say this to him but it was necessary for the better of your sanity. “Do you still love me?” The question spilt past your lips before you could even process what you were saying.
When the questioned was followed by silence, you took that as your answer. You felt your heart bend and snap in half. Your breath, which you didn’t know you were holding, slipped between your lips, causing your chest to concave in. You were having difficulty breathing but that didn’t stop you from crying. 

“Did you ever love me?” You said in a hushed toned, you were almost uncertain that he had heard you but he nodded his head in reply. Meaning that he could hear you, he took a step closer so that you were only a foot and a half apart. 

“I did love you,” His sad eyes gleamed in the light. Even though he had broken your heart, he still made it race just by being by you.  “But that was in the past and I think we need to move on.”

“How long has it been?” You needed to know, you need to know when it all went wrong. You needed to know what you did to make him stop loving you.

“Has it been since what?” He asked with his boyish wonder. You wanted to slap him but at the same time you wanted to cuddle him.

“Since you loved me.” He looked at the ground, obviously embarrassed, meaning this was going to crush your soul more than it already was. 

“Two months.” He said quietly. You felt your heart disintegrate. If he didn’t love you two months ago, then that meant he didn’t love you when you celebrated your six-month anniversary. That was the day you finally gave yourself to him, but he didn’t love you then. And he surely didn’t love you now. 

“Oh.” You said before the tears streamed down your face in an uncontrollable speed. You couldn’t help the pain that you felt, it was over bearing. Like someone had just come over and started stabbing you repeatedly until you didn’t feel the pain anymore. You became numb again. 

“I still love you, but as a friend.” He said grabbing your hand, you quickly pulled it away, looking into his light eyes in shock. 

“I can’t be just friends with you Corbyn, you should know that. I love you and it’s gonna take while for me to process this.” You said before rushing through the door and into your car. Tears were still streaming down your face as the pain grew more and more with each step. 

Sometimes love was fake, at least that’s what your mom taught you. Now you knew it was true.


This honestly hurt me to write

true or not, this is how my mind works


This all really started in 2014, with the beards. Epic/Syco really brought the hammer down, trying to get rid of the Camren rumors, especially in the press. It started with Lauren, when she looked like she’d rather ride the tail of a Comet to an Alternate Universe, than be in a girl group. She had two that year, Louie and Brad. They also decided to pair Camila up with Austin.

The girls hated it, but as long as the guys were there, they got to interact more freely. The problem was, they were both miserable and jealous. Camila realized the whole guy thing wasn’t for her, and broke that shit off real quick. When Sinu said Camila cried for two weeks after they split, I think she meant to say, Camila cried the whole two weeks she had to pretend to be with him. Anyway, Lauren ended things with Brad, and they both became “separately single”.

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Judges pt. 2 l Shawn Mendes Imagine

(a/n): HAPPY NEW YEAR BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE! i’m back with part 2! It’s kind of long but i hope you enjoy it! Thank you to all the people who requested a second part. HERE’S PART ONE


prompt: Shawn & (y/n) have to face each other after their encounter, and turns out way better than expected.

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You couldn’t erase the taste of his lips.

You just couldn’t bring yourself to stop thinking about the way his hands roamed your body like he knew every bit of it perfectly, or the way his beautifully shaped lips molded against yours perfectly, or how he sounded so out of breath when he said he liked you.

He liked you.

Yet you weren’t able to return those words. Of course you liked him, you had for a long time, but dating was difficult in your world, especially now that you were colleagues. Though you couldn’t deny that during the two-week break you found yourself scrolling past his Instagram and smiling at the pictures of the two of you, or debating if whether or not you should call him, or at least text him, because it wasn’t only that you craved his touch, but you missed his presence, you missed him so much, and you wanted to see that he was thinking about you too. 

Your break wasn’t technically a break, since you launched your latest album which was a synonym of interviews and promo in general, yet you still had time to think about the boy who seemed to be always on your mind. And when he wasn’t, people made sure to bring him up on conversations and even interviews.

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Dinner Date

Words: 1.8K

Request: Could you do a dark!Tate or James x reader? Idk something where he’s very possessive and the reader is lowkey very scared of him

Description: For a few weeks every year, you stay at the Hotel Cortez after finishing that year of college. You just graduated from UCLA. James has watched you become more of a woman with every passing year. Now. James has taken it upon himself to not only reveal himself to you, but also make you his bride. He won’t take no for an answer.

Okay so this isn’t my best but I hope you guys enjoy it because it’s so hard to find time to write now that I’m in college ;-;

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Spaces teaser

She felt somebody sit down on the bench beside her. She figured out it was a guy from his mumbling, unless this person just had a really deep voice.

“Hey!” She turned to the direction of the person that just sat down, and she greeted him lively.

He looked at her, she was looking towards his direction but it didn’t seem like she was looking straight at him. Judging from her clothes, she looked like a patient here too.

“Uh,” he looks down at the elephant tattoo on his finger, finding comfort in seeing it. “Hey.”

Hearing his voice, it was familiar. A voice she had heard before, she couldn’t put her finger on where she heard it or whose voice it was. But then again, she heard similarities in people’s voice a lot more than the regular ear. Some voices are the same than others, and she can’t see to tell whose voice is who.

“Why are you sitting so far?” She commented. He was surprised by her bluntness. Most people were careful about speaking around him, but not her.

“I figured you wanted space.” He replied–He too wanted space. There was only one bench in this small garden of the hospital. He liked it in this part because most of the patients in this wing didn’t go out, or couldn’t see him.

“Space is just a word made up for someone who is afraid to get too close.” She tried to state that with a straight face, but she felt the sides of her mouth betray her.

“And you’re quoting Nick Jonas lyrics.” He looks at ground and genuinely smiles, the feeling is very foreign to him. He almost forgot what it feels like not to force a smile and have it come on his face naturally.

He had met Nick Jonas, and he is a nice man. He remembered that time that Nick Jonas pranked him while walking in the streets of L.A.

She chuckles, which made him look at her. He couldn’t help but stare a little. “Is it a sin?” She jokes. Her smile finally pushed through. He noticed her pearly white teeth.

Maybe he agreed with Nick Jonas that space is just a word made up by someone who is afraid to get too close. Maybe he is afraid to get close.

He was surprised that he found himself scooting over, to be closer to her.


A/N: so hello. I’m starting a new series and here’s a teaser. I’m still thinking if this is gonna be a y/n x Shawn or *an actual character’s name* x Shawn. Tell me your thoughts!! P.S: my masterlist is not updated nor is my most recent work because I’m on mobile and the mobile browser with Flash player sucks. Also this won’t be the same format as my other works. I will try to fix it as soon as I can if I find a laptop (Macbook chargers are expensive af) or a better mobile browser with flash player. (Any recommendations?) x


On this day in music history: October 8, 1982 - “Spring Session M”, the debut album by Missing Persons is released. Produced by Ken Scott, it is recorded at The Utility Muffin Research Kitchen in Los Angeles, CA and Chateau Recorders in North Hollywood, CA from Late 1980 - Mid 1982. The band have their genesis in 1979 when drummer Terry Bozzio and singer and former Playboy Bunny Dale Consalvi meet while both are members of Frank Zappa’s band. The couple marry the same year, and make plans to form their own band. Also in Zappa’s band are guitarist Warren Cuccurullo and bassist and keyboardist Patrick O'Hearn. Joining with the Bozzios, they form Missing Persons in 1980, also adding keyboardist Chuck Wild. With financial assistance from Cuccurullo’s father, they record four songs with producer and engineer Ken Scott (David Bowie, The Beatles, Supertramp) at Zappa’s newly built recording studio The Utility Muffin Research Kitchen, located in the basement of his Laurel Canyon home. The band release their self financed recordings as a four track eponymously titled 7" EP in 1980. Featuring the songs “I Like Boys”, “Mental Hopscotch”, “Destination Unknown” and a cover of The Doors’ “Hello I Love You”, the band begin the task of promoting it. Quickly turning into a top flight live act, they’re noted for their excellent musicianship, buoyed by Dale Bozzio’s distinctive vocals accented with yelps and squeaks. Missing Persons also gain notoriety for Bozzio’s striking appearance and stage presence, often wearing her bleached blond hair accented with streaks of pink and aqua blue, wearing barely there stage outfits. When influential new wave rock station KROQ begins giving their EP heavy airplay, it sells more than 7,000 copies with the track “Mental Hopscotch” topping the stations’ airplay chart. The buzz soon attracts major label attention, with the band signing with Capitol Records in early 1982. Capitol re-releases their self-titled EP (as a 12" vinyl mini-LP and cassette), replacing The Doors cover with the newly recorded track “Words” (#42 Pop). Also making a video to accompany the song, it quickly becomes a staple on MTV. “Words” helps propel the EP (#46 Pop) up the charts, selling more than 250,000 copies, and stoking demand for a full album, The title “Spring Session M” is an anagram of the band’s name, quickly becoming a major hit. It spins off three more singles including the previously recorded “Destination Unknown” (#42 Pop), “Windows” (#63 Pop) and “Walking In L.A.” (#70 Pop). Acknowledged as a definitive new wave album, it becomes Missing Persons’ biggest success. Originally released on CD in 1990, it is remastered and reissued by One Way Records in 1995, adding three bonus tracks including the two tracks from the EP and “No Way Out” (the non LP B-side of “Destination”). “Spring Session M” peaks at number seventeen on the Billboard Top 200, and is certified Gold in the US by the RIAA.