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kevainthemultiverse · 1 month

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Chapter 3 - Reminisce

Pairing: Kate Bishop x Fem!Reader

Summary: Kate's past comes crashing down on her when Kingpin's mafia makes her their new target.

Warnings: Invasions, murder, mentions of death, I put the slow in slow burn, cursing, fighting. Reader's motives (basically involves all of the warnings).

Word Count: 2.2K

Author's note: This chapter has a huge plot twist, and it explains A LOT of the confusion. The reader's side of the story is harsh.

I Chapter One I Chapter Two I Chapter Three I Chapter Four I Chapter Five I Chapter Six I Chapter Seven I Chapter Eight I

I Masterlist I

Some people could never move on, and Kate was one of them.

And maybe that’s why she was able to unravel the secrets no one was looking for anymore.

She’d always go to her father’s study, despite her mother occupying the place now and having trinkets all over the place, it was the place where she mostly felt Derek’s presence. Not her room, not anywhere else. But the study.

A sudden curiosity had started rising upon her chest as she playfully searched every drawer on the desk, every dusty book on the shelves. She had no idea what happened when a sudden hidden door opened behind the books, throwing everything to the ground. She gasped, gripping the file quickly and going through the papers.

It was all evidence on someone named Kingpin, and things written in her father’s handwriting. Tears prickled on the archer’s eyes as she quickly closed the file and looked at the study. Did her mom know about this?

Doubtful, she made a point to forget Derek and that night, focusing solely on Kate and the company.

Kate put everything back in place and took the file with her. Everyone had thought her father’s killer being in jail had brought justice to his name, but Kate didn’t.

Because it had to be bigger than business deal gone wrong for people in tactical clothes to invade the place, wreaking havoc, murdering Derek in cold blood in the middle of the night in his study instead of waiting for when he went out to work. And it made much more sense for him to have pissed off someone named Kingpin than for someone to hire a mafia that only wore tracksuits – and wasn’t even wearing it in the attack.

If no one cared anymore, Kate did.

“Why are you helping me?” Kate questioned, studying the stranger’s movements. The woman had sat on the ground and was going through a part of backpack with some armory. “What’s even your name? I think I deserve those answers.”

“I saved your life, isn’t that enough?” The stranger dodged by making another query. She didn’t look at Kate, but her movements had become stiff, her breathing quickened by a notch. There was more to it, more than she was willing to share.

“No.” Kate shook her head, seating down in the opposite direction, eyeing the woman. “How can I trust your motives if I don’t know them? Or else, I’ll just call you Grumpy.”

The stranger’s eyes moved to meet Kate’s before she groaned in displeasure, as if she found that the most ungrateful act ever seen by humanity. As if Kate was her Judas.

“Name’s Y/n.” She says after a long moment of silence, barely looking at the raven-haired woman. “Kingpin…” The words seemed stuck in her throat. “His mafia killed someone important to me a long time ago.”

As Kate absorbed the stranger's words, a subtle shift in her demeanor caught her attention. Breaking the usual veneer of confidence and authority, there was a hint of sorrow, a glimpse of pain hidden behind steely resolve. It was a fleeting moment, gone in an instant, but it left a lingering impression on Kate's mind, a nagging curiosity about the Y/n’s past.

“Is that enough?” The woman’s voice and demeanor came back to its usual way. Serious, stoic. Like she didn’t care at all, but it made Kate feel like maybe she cared too much.

“No, but I doubt you’ll give me more.” Kate states as she looks at Y/n, trying to catch a hold of her, to understand her. But all she does is nod.

Y/n looks at Kate, who’s looking expectantly before Y/n huffs heavily, as if she’s making tremendous force just to open up. Although she seems to know that she has no choice but to say more. As much as she’s saving Kate’s ass, the archer is as stubborn as they come.

“Look.” Y/n starts before her jaw is tightly locked, anger seeping through her pores and being visible in her expression. It wasn’t directed at Kate, she wasn’t even looking at the archer. “I am well aware you have a lot of questions, but I do not have answers to all of them. Know that I hate Kingpin as much as you do, and our forces are stronger combined.”

“Fine.” Kate seems to realize that she won’t be able to push further than that. “At least now I know you won’t kill me.”

“Took you long enough to realize it.” Y/n said, eyeing a gun magazine like that was the most natural thing in the world. Then she pulled a vanity bag from the backpack and shoved it in the archer’s direction. “There’s a change of clothes in the backpack and some food there, if you want to eat.”

Kate eagerly opened the vanity bag, not wanting to keep looking at the stranger messing with guns. “Chocolate and energy bars? That’s food?”

“Excuse me for not having a five star Michelin meal, but we’re on the run.” Y/n shook her head in disbelief at that.

“Right, and you think chocolate will do good with the amount of adrenaline in our bodies? We’ll run alright, but to the nearby bathroom!” Kate shook her head negatively, picking up one of the energy bars and opening it up. “That’s the most embarrassing death ever, Grumpy.”

Y/n sighed and didn’t answer, she seemed to be finding Kate infuriating. Instead, she focused on something else, getting up. “I’ll keep guard, you should rest.”

The archer could only look as the woman got out of the room, closing the door behind her, the steps getting farther and farther. Kate sighed as she bit the energy bar before she seemed to finally realize, in the middle of rushing out of the place she didn’t pick her phone up. News travelled fast, her mom was influential and the owner of a security company, it was a matter of time before she discovered everything and sent a search party after Kate, which meant she could become a target too. Munching the food in pure anxiety, she allowed herself to fall into the sleeping bag.

What was the deal with Y/n, anyway? There was a lot to unpack there, and she certainly weren’t a therapist to help whatever the hell that was. But she couldn’t deny it, Grumpy Sneaky-McSaverson was going to be of help. And if anything, she was the only one Kate could rely at the moment.

It took all of Y/n’s self control to resist the urge to flee the room; The sensation of flying too close to the sun, akin to Icarus, was overwhelming. Being near Kate was overwhelming. Of course, Kate found her sketchy; the skepticism etched across her face made it painfully evident. Of course, she couldn’t comprehend why a stranger would possess such detailed information and risk everything to save her. Kate was intelligent, and it was only a matter of time before she realized that Y/n held more secrets than she was willing to divulge.

Until she realized that Y/n knew her.

It was like any other day. The warmth enveloped Y/n's heart as she finally arrived at the place that felt like home, where comforting hugs awaited, pecks elicited giggles, and the sweet smell of lavender lingered in the air—a scent she associated with her fiancée, Kate. She had, not so secretly, appropriated Kate’s favorite shirt to keep her presence close, even when they were apart.

“So I can have you near me, even if we’re afar.” Had been the motive for stealing the shirt, and truth be told, Y/n wasn’t lying.

But when Y/n reached Kate’s apartment, an eerie silence greeted her. The dog’s normal ruckus wasn’t heard - he normally seemed to sense her presence even before she stopped at the front door - and there was nothing to state her girlfriend was even home. The sound of arrows hitting their targets, laughter or any Taylor Swift album loudly blasting was conspicuously absent. Which was weird, because Kate knew she was coming and she knew better than to do pranks like this.

Upon trying to put the keys in the door, it opened slightly. Y/n finished to push it open, and the previously well-oiled door groaned ominously, revealing a scene of chaos within.

Her fiancé wasn’t the most organized person in the world, but this chaos was beyond her usual messiness. She cared for independence and all of the trinkets that were now scattered all around, broken beyond repair. Including many that Y/n had gifted her. The table was upside down, the couch had been ripped and was full of bullet holes. Y/n’s heart raced as she cautiously stepped inside, the crunch of glass beneath her feet punctuating the silence. It was part of the cheesy snowglobe they got last Christmas.

Kate loved that damn thing too much to not try to fix it immediately.

“Lucky?” Y/n called out softly, her voice tinged with fear as she spotted the dog's tail.

She approached Kate’s training spot underneath the stairs with trepidation, her senses on high alert, a sense of foreboding settling in her chest instead of the warm feeling that would always be there at the mere thought of the cozy apartment.

And then she saw him—Lucky, lying on his side, a pool of blood staining the floor beneath him, a stark contrast against his golden fur. He was gone. The vision made her heart and stomach drop, she used to think of Lucky as the first of their furry kids.

Y/n's voice caught in her throat as tears streamed down her cheeks. “No, Lucky…” With trembling hands, she brushed past shattered memories, each broken trinket a painful reminder of what had been lost and leaned down to mourn with a gentle hand caressing Lucky’s head when a sudden thought stopped her on her tracks.

Kate.

With a sinking heart and blood turning cold, Y/n rushed to the bedroom on the second floor upon realizing there was no sign of her lover on the first one. She stumbled over discarded and bloodied arrows, heart fast against ribs and loud against ears.

The bow was on the ground, and so was Kate’s motionless body. Eyes closed, her cozy sweater — the one Y/n had stolen so many times before was stained crimson in the chest. There was no rise and fall of her chest, no sign of the Kate full of life she once knew. Instead this was a pale shell of her fiancé. Y/n fell to her knees beside her, vision blurred with the amount of tears falling and praying for it to be a nightmare, the world spinning as she cradled Kate’s lifeless form.

Kate was dead. Murdered.

"This isn't how it ends. I'll find who's responsible," Eleanor had vowed as they stood side by side in the cemetery. But as Y/n stared blankly at Kate's tombstone, clutching Kate’s engagement ring-turned-necklace — the only tangible remnant of the woman she loved — she felt nothing but numbness. The tears had long dried up, leaving behind a hollow ache.

Despite Eleanor’s promise, three years passed. And Kate’s death remained unavenged when Y/n met her demise at the hands of the same culprit.

Isn't it ironic, she mused bitterly, to travel back in time and get a chance to save your fiancée from being murdered when you used to be a mere film student that could barely hold a camera without shaking too much?

Y/n wiped away her tears, upon waking up back in her younger self’s body, she realized that while she could relive those ten years, loving Kate all over again, she couldn’t prevent her from seeking vengeance against Kingpin. Kate would fall for her, but would she listen? Would she believe Y/n? Would she take the necessary precautions to stay safe? Kate was so fucking stubborn, and she wouldn’t bear the thought of Y/n spiraling down a dark path, becoming consumed by vengeance. That was not the justice Kate sought, but it was the only one effective enough to end the nightmare considering the archer would never let go, consequently neither would Y/n. Worst-case scenario, they'd both end up dead.

So, Y/n made a choice—to observe from afar, ensuring Kate's safety while she assumed the role of a monster, infiltrating the Tracksuit Mafia, gaining their trust without arousing suspicion. She'd bide her time, waiting for the opportune moment to strike, to eliminate the threat and save Kate. Despite the uncertainty surrounding her sudden journey through time, Y/n would use it to her advantage. All that mattered was keeping Kate alive, even if it meant that this was nothing more than her dying mind's attempt to make amends for failing to protect her.

And that's why, despite bringing Kate's favorite chocolate and energy bars, despite yearning to hold her close and assure her that everything would be alright, Y/n built walls around her heart. She'd save her fiancée this time, even if the cost was losing herself and everything she ever loved to do.

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#kate bishop #kate bishop fanfiction #kate bishop x fem!reader #kate bishop x female reader #kate bishop x reader #kate bishop imagine #hawkeye #mcu #hailee steinfeld #crimsonthreads

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cinamun · 3 months

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Not the RRR group taking things literal. Bishop is calculated not irrational. The text was supposed to look like Mercy sent it. She obviously incapacitated at the moment. So it would make sense to pretend to be her. Confirm that’s she dating (Jayce would be glad to hear that) Do y’all need me to babysit? (Because she is a proud grandma and loves to be of service). Bishop knows if Jay Jay thinks she’s dating then he won’t bother to ask about babysitting at the moment. Come on guys…

Bishop is the devil, sis. The literal devil. Yes the RRR means literally the devil. The one who betrayed Jesus sis. During the last supper when they was chilling around the fire. Literally Judas.

#the #devil #*starts speaking in tongues*#story stuff #kdflkfjalkdjlkjkdajl

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ardenrosegarden · 3 months

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“Now, Bishop Gervais so cherished Hugh, whom he had held on the baptismal font, that he sought for him the hand of the noblest lady Bertha, formerly wife of Alan, Count of Brittany.” This Alain had died in the year 1040. He had had a son from Bertha, the brave Conan, who was poisoned under the walls of Château-Gontier. Bertha was the daughter of Odo II, Count of Blois. "This greatly displeased Count Geoffrey," adds the annalist, "as the event proved. Hugh went with his men-at-arms to Bertha; Geoffrey ran to the Château-du-Loir and set it on fire. "In a charter that we have already mentioned (1), we find some details about the siege of the Château-du-Loir. Geoffrey did not seize it, but he ravaged the streets of the square, the village that surrounded it, and even a church founded in honor of Saint Guingalois, where Gervais had recently established canons. The soldiers of the Count of Anjou dispersed them. These actions,” we read in our manuscript, "now rendered the count to the bishop and the bishop to the count odious to each other. Geoffrey, therefore, seeing that, by the advice of Gervais, who wanted to harm and lose him, Count Hugh had taken a very powerful woman, and carrying Judas in his heart, called the bishop near him, in order to treacherously surprise him. Having seized him, he had him thrown into prison and held him in irons for seven years, hoping to thus make himself master of the Château-du-Loir. But it was of no use to him, because the castle was well defended by the garrison. While these things were going on, Count Hugh died, the bishop Gervais being still a prisoner. This death greatly afflicted the bishop and greatly delighted the Count of Anjou.” Count Geoffrey ruled the province for ten years. Indeed, the inhabitants of Le Mans having driven out the grieving widow of Hugh with her children through one of the gates of the city, had Count Geoffrey enter their walls full of joy.

- Jean-Barthélemy Hauréau, Histoire Littéraire du Maine: Tome 5

#historyedit #bertha de blois #eleventh century

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transbookoftheday · 2 months

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Saint, Sorrow, Sinner by Freydís Moon

I no longer recommend this author's books.

An exploration of religious mythos, Brujería, and spiritual ascension…

Sophia De’voreaux never expected to escape Haven, but after a bloody confrontation in the Gideon Preserve, she finds herself under the protection of a rogue witch, her menacing guard, and their cautious friends.

Crumbling beneath an onslaught of ancient power, Sophia must put her reservations aside, because the Breath of Judas is no ordinary relic, and trusting the strange, dysfunctional group might be her only chance at ridding her body of its dangerous magic.

Before it’s too late.

Guided by Colin, Bishop, Tehlor, and Lincoln, Sophia leaves Colorado, seeking help from a mysterious mystic, Juniper Castle, and enters a race against time, chasing salvation, redemption, and a second chance at freedom.

#saint sorrow sinner #freydís moon #transfem #trans book of the day #trans books #queer books #bookblr #booklr

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scrawnytreedemon · 2 months

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Fucking.

Ganzant.

I am so obsessed with this hellfire dynamic, I don't even know where to begin.

Like, yes, there's the delicious dynamic of a zealous prophet and an apathetic god who doesn't even really consider himself a god, but it's also so much more than that.

They're Jason and Medea. Except Ganondorf is more Heathcliff than Jason; he's more Zant than Zant himself is; he is him; they are both Demise. They both saw each other as escape, but when push came to shove Ganondorf cut the spider's thread and let Zant die, and it bit him in the ass when he tried to call upon the vestiges of their bond and Zant clawed him down to hell with him.

They're like Jesus and Maria in the Pieta but Mary is shrieking and swearing while bawling her eyes out and Jesus isn't so tender, meek and mild now, is he? But they're also Jesus and Peter, first Bishop and first Pope, the one who holds the keys to Heaven, but also Peter is Judas, the knife in his back, the kiss on his cheek, and the means by which he fulfills his holy death.

What are they to each other? What is a God if not a Father, Teacher, King, Lord, Brother, Lover, Master, Husband and Traitor? What is a Disciple, if not a Prophet, a Servant, a willing Slave, a Sister, a Student, a Wife, a Mother, a Dog, your Son?

What does it mean, to share the same body, even for a bit?

When does a lifeline become a noose? If you throw down the rope, how do you know you too won't be dragged down? Ganondorf cut the cord, and fell when the waves hit. He was the hand that fed, and when he stopped, the beast had grown large enough to devour him.

They're Adam and Eve; Eve formed from Adam's rib, from him, his side, and when she offered him fruit proved his demise.

Did Odin create his own doom by dividing Loki's children? By damning Hel to the underworld, Jormangundr to the sea, and Fenrir to ribbon-bound treachery?

Do Sigyn and Angrboda both spurn Loki for the way he twisted them? For the children lost, the annihilation at hand? And yet she holds the bowl anyway.

I think Zant loved him. I think it was selfish, and hungry, and childish, and greedy. And I think he meant it. He would have walked barefoot across the desert, danced with knives in his feet on a ballroom floor of shattered glass, crawled on his belly over hot coals and dove to the bottom of the sea for him. He would have swallowed him down to keep him safe, and rebuild him again, and again. and again, as many times as he needed to rise anew. He gave him life, life worth living; and he gave him life, a new body: rebirth.

I do not think Ganondorf knew how far it went. If and when he realises... what then? It's one thing to exploit hatred, greed, to justify your own backstabbing with the idea that he betrayed his own monarchy, his own people, for you,

What do you do, when faced with a love so big it would do anything you asked, at the price of having you?

Ganondorf is a fiercely independent sort of soul. He brought himself up by his bootstraps despite everything working against him, and fought tooth and nail for the right to even exist. He does not trust, cannot trust, and only brings in people with the knowledge he'll cut them off if they become a liability, and specifically seeks out other ambitious, morally-unhinged people for this. No man is an island, but he'll be damned if he's going down with the rest of the continental shelf.

What do you do when you're suddenly given a soulmate?

That has to be fucking terrifying.

You get everything you want, the way you want, at the cost of losing you.

After all, a God belongs to His people.

As do kings, and lords, and fathers, and sons.

What do you do when you seek a contract and find enmeshment instead?

The rope goes both ways: the lifeline is the umbilical cord, and severence means death in either case. Ganondorf overestimated his own viability, and died clawing himself from his "mother's" embrace.

When they go to Hell, do they see each other? Does Ganondorf escape it so he can escape her? Escape her sharp nails, her malformed fingers around his neck, the bitter hisses and saccharine kisses lain upon his ear? Does he loathe the softness of her thighs when she presses his head to his lap and miss them when he lies awake under an open sky?

Does she curse him when he's near and sob when he's far? Does her heart flutter when she sees the sun in his hair, as her mouth fills with bile vowing to drag him back down with her? Does she yearn to be Semele and Euryidice, wishing he would come fetch her and knowing bitterly it ends the same regardless?

Theseus and Ariadne, Dionysus both.

It's been often said that Zeus, Hades and Dionysus were all aspects of the same god.

In making that pact, are they, too?

What is marriage but a vow to merge 'til death do us part?

Do you want to become one with me?

Birth and Death are two sides of the same coin.

Do you want to become one with me?

In cheating it, have you cheated me?

Do you want to become one with me?

Hyrule's history tells of a King of Thieves,

Did you mean to steal this, too?

you

All men are the same; you have no honour. Why must I suffer, for bearing you?

want

I love you; I love you so much; I want you even if it kills me.

And it does.

become

You're the moon to my water, the sun in my sky. There are 93 million miles between us, and yet we gain union via an eclipse.

one

I'm your little satellite, your angel, your Lucifer, your dutiful executioner and nightlight. I watch over your bed with fingers aching to dig themselves into your supple neck.

with

It's not fair! It's not fair! I have been nothing but honest with you. Why do you lie to me? Why do you feed me, then withdraw your hand when I try to lick it? Your taste is wonderful; I love you, I love you so much. If you asked me, I'd gobble you up. I have been nothing but good to you; why do you betray me?

m--

I could make your whole. I would give your my blood, my skin, my teeth and my bones. You could use me for spare parts and I'd thank you each time. Just cradle me on your lap; just offer me milk; offer me meat; offer me hair and offer me water.

You can have anything you've ever wanted,

If only you give yourself.

If you get anything, can I not have everything?

#ganzant #ganondorf #zant #twilight princess #scrawny rambles #this goes completly off the rails at the end #i think i got possessed by the Hat Man again #blanket content warning for unhinged enmeshment horror and violence #you know. the usual.#but yes this post has been on my mind for ages i've been itching to type it and now can thanks to my new laptop charger wire #thank you mother i hope you're happy your generosity has given birth to this 😂#met new grandchild: the ganzant pseudo-poetry manifesto #lets hope tumblr doesn't eat this post

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black-arcana · 2 months

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The Pretty Reckless to Support AC/DC on Upcoming European Tour

The Power Up Tour launches in May

The Pretty Reckless [Matt Bishop/The Rock Revival]

This summer, AC/DC are returning to the road for the first since 2016. The massive run is a celebration of the hard rock hitmakers’ 50th anniversary, and their first time supporting their latest album on tour. The global trek begins with a run across Europe this summer, starting at Veltins Arena in Gelsenkirchen, Germany on 17 May. The Power Up Tour will see the group performing in Spain, Austria, Belgium, France, the UK, and more. Very special guests for the run will be American rockers The Pretty Reckless.

Due to overwhelming demand, second shows were added in Seville, Spain, Dresden, Germany, and Hannover, Germany. Check out the full tour itinerary below. More dates around the world are expected to be announced very soon.

The Pretty Reckless are not strangers to the big stage, having supported Shinedown on their Revolutions Live Tour in 2022, and the Foo Fighters last year. The Pretty Reckless released their acclaimed fourth album, Death by Rock and Roll, back in 2021. The album features special guest appearances by Soundgarden’s Kim Thayil and Pearl Jam’s Matt Cameron on “Only Love Can Save Me Now,” and Rage Against The Machine’s Tom Morello on the hit single, “And So It Went.” The album peaked at No. 5 in Germany and No. 6 in the UK. It topped the UK Rock & Metal Albums chart, and scored Top 5 notches on Billboard’s Top Rock and Top Hard Rock Albums charts.

Back in January, The Pretty Reckless entered the studio to begin work on their fifth album.

Last October, AC/DC made their triumphant return to the stage after a seven year hiatus. The band performed after Judas Priest with previously retired bassist Cliff Williams and drummer Matt Laug sitting behind the kit. While they didn’t scratch any songs off this list, they did debut two tracks from their 2020 album, Power Up – “Demon Fire” and “Shot in the Dark.” The band’s seventeenth studio album, Power Up peaked at No. 1 on the Billboard 200, and topped the charts in several other countries around the world.

The rest of the set was filled with some of the band’s biggest hits, and several rare gems that haven’t seen the lights of a stage in decades.

AC/DC kicked off their set with their 1979 fan favorite, “If You Want Blood (You’ve Got It).” It was the first time the band opened with the song in 20 years. From there, they launched into their massive hit, “Back in Black.” The played “Dog Eat Dog” for the first time with frontman Brian Johnson since 1996, and “Riff Raff” for the first time with Johnson on the mic since 2009. AC/DC played both songs back in 2016 when Axl Rose of fellow Power Trip performers Guns N’ Roses was filling in for Johnson on vocals. Johnson was forced to step away from the band while dealing with hearing loss. Axl played the final 22 shows of AC/DC’s Rock or Bust Tour.

AC/DC also pulled out “Stiff Upper Lip” for the first time since 2003. Other highlights included “Shot Down in Flames,” “Thunderstruck,” “Have a Drink on Me,” “Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap,” “Shoot to Thrill,” “Rock ‘n’ Roll Train,” “Highway to Hell,” “Whole Lotta Rosie,” and many more.

While bassist Cliff Williams has retired from touring, the band has confirmed that Chris Chaney (ex-Jane’s Addiction, Alanis Morissette) will be joining them on tour. Another alumnus of Alanis’s band – drummer Matt Laug – will once again be performing with AC/DC on the upcoming run of dates. Laug made his debut with AC/DC at Power Trip back in October.

“We are thrilled to finally announce the Power Up European Tour,” AC/DC said. “Angus [Young], Brian [Johnson], Stevie [Young], and Matt [Laug] will be joined by Chris Chaney to carry the torch for Cliff. The tour will see us play shows across Germany, Italy, Spain, The Netherlands, Austria, Switzerland, England, Slovakia, Belgium, France & Ireland this Summer. We can’t wait to see you all out there.”

AC/DC [Winslow Townson/Invision/AP]

AC/DC’s performance at Power Trip a few months ago saw the band take the stage with frontman Brian Johnson, lead guitarist Angus Young, rhythm guitarist Stevie Young, bassist Cliff Williams, and drummer Matt Laug. In July of 2016, Williams announced that he would be retiring after the completion of the band’s Rock or Bust World Tour. He returned to the fold, however, in 2018 to record bass on the band’s new album, Power Up.

The confirmation of Laug’s involvement with the band for the Power Trip was most likely connected to legal issues stemming from original drummer Phil Rudd’s 2014 arrest. Rudd was charged with attempting to procure the murder of two men, according to New Zealand’s Bay of Plenty Police District representative Kim Perks at the time. He was also charged with threatening to kill, possession of cannabis, and possession of methamphetamine. A day after he was arrested, one of the charges for attempting to procure a murder was dropped. In April of 2015, Rudd pleaded guilty to the remaining charges at the Tauranga District Court (New Zealand). In July of 2015, he was sentenced to eight months of home detention plus a $120,000 USD fine.

Laug is a storied rock music drummer, having done stints with Alice Cooper, Mike Campbell and the Dirty Knobs, Slash’s Snakepit, and Alanis Morissette, as previously mentioned.

At the time of his arrest, Rudd had already completed recording drums for AC/DC’s sixteenth studio album, Rock or Bust, which came out just days later on November 28. Despite Rudd playing on the record, AC/DC recruited former Shogun drummer Bob Richards to fill in for Rudd in two music videos the band shot for the album amid Rudd’s ongoing legal issues at the time. In February of 2015, AC/DC recruited former drummer Chris Slade to play with them at the 57th Annual GRAMMY® Awards. Slade was a member of AC/DC from 1989-1994 and played drums on their 1990 album The Razor’s Edge. The album hit #2 on the Billboard Top 200 and contains some of the band’s biggest hits. To date, the disc has sold over 5 million copies in the U.S. alone. Slade also appears on the band’s 1992 live effort, AC/DC Live. Slade would then join the band for their massive Rock or Bust World Tour, which began on May 5 at the Gelredome in Arnhem, Netherlands.

While best known for his stints with AC/DC, Slade has also performed with the likes of Asia, Gary Numan, Manfred Man’s Earth Band, Terra Nova, Bloodstock, David Gilmore, Uriah Heep, Gary Moore, Tom Jones, The Firm, Damage Control, and others.

In 2020, AC/DC released their seventeenth studio album, Power Up. The record peaked at No. 1 on the Billboard 200, and topped the charts in several other countries around the world. Once again, Angus and Malcolm Young’s nephew Stevie Young, who took over rhythm guitar duties for Malcolm after he stepped away from the band in 2014 due to his declining health, played on the record. Malcolm Young passed away back in 2017.

17 May – Gelsenkirchen, Germany – Veltins Arena 21 May – Gelsenkirchen, Germany – Veltins Arena 25 May – Reggio Emilia, Italy – RCF Arena 29 May – Seville, Spain – La Cartuja Stadium 1 June – Seville, Spain – La Cartuja Stadium 5 June – Amsterdam, Netherlands – Johan Cruyff Arena 9 June – Munich, Germany – Olympic Stadium 12 June – Munich, Germany – Olympic Stadium 16 June – Dresden, Germany – Messe 19 June – Dresden, Germany – Messe 23 June – Vienna, Austria – Ernst Happel Stadium 26 June – Vienna, Austria – Ernst Happel Stadium 29 June – Zurich, Switzerland – Letzigrund Stadium 3 July – London, England – Wembley Stadium 7 July – London, England – Wembley Stadium 13 July – Hockenheim, Germany – Ring 17 July – Stuttgart, Germany – Wasen 21 July – Bratislava, Slovakia – Old Airport 27 July – Nuremberg, Germany – Zeppelinfeld 31 July – Hannover, Germany – Messe 4 August – Hannover, Germany – Messe 9 August – Dessel, Belgium – Festivalpark Stenehei 13 August – Paris, France – Hippodrome Paris Longchamp 17 August – Dublin, Ireland – Croke Park

#the pretty reckless #ac/dc

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