The big brother looked up from where he was tucking the blanket under Branch’s feet. “Sure thing,” he said with a light smile. “What would you like to hear? A lullaby?”
“I don’t know,” Branch mumbled as he nestled his head into the pillow. “You choose.”
Floyd could still see a crease of worry between his baby brother’s brows. He softly brushed a thumb over it in a silent reassurance that everything was going to be okay before he turned around to reach for their dad’s old guitar.
I think Floyd would often sing to Branch to get him to fall asleep, usually the songs and lullabies their parents sang when the older four were still little.
I know in the movie it seemed like they all left right after their fight, but I like to imagine that they just stormed off to cool off and that they actually left in the following days. And that this was the last song Floyd sang for Branch that night. :')
Both Sides Now (specifically this cover by Voncken)
Rows and flows of angel hair
And ice cream castles in the air
And feather canyons everywhere
I've looked at clouds that way
But now they only block the sun
They snow and rain on everyone
So many things I would've done
But clouds got in the way
I've looked at clouds from both sides now
From up and down, and still somehow
It's clouds’ illusions, I recall
I really don't know clouds at all
Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels
The dizzy dancin' way you feel
When every fairy tale comes real
I've looked at love that way
But now it's just another show
You leave 'em laughin' as you go
And if you care, don't let them know
Don't give yourself away
I've looked at love from both sides now
From give and take, and still somehow
It's love's illusions, I recall
I really don't know love at all
Tears and fears and feeling proud
To say "I love you" right out loud
Dreams and schemes and circus crowds
I've looked at life that way
But now my friends, they’re acting strange
They shake their heads, and say I've changed
Well, something's lost, but something's gained
In living life each day
I've looked at life from both sides now
From up and down
And give and take
And win and lose, and still somehow
It's life's illusions, I recall
I really don't know life...
I really don't know life at all
“And that performance then begat a movie called Love Actually. It was conceived when the movie director [Richard Curtis] put that cut of “Both Sides Now” on and much to his surprise, he was crying. It caught him off guard. And so he built a whole movie around it, “Love Actually.’”—Joni Mitchell, 2012.
Chapters: 1/8
Fandom: Top Gun (Movies)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Tom "Iceman" Kazansky/Pete "Maverick" Mitchell, Pete "Maverick" Mitchell & Pete "Maverick" Mitchell, Tom "Iceman" Kazansky & Tom "Iceman" Kazansky, Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw & Pete "Maverick" Mitchell, Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw & Tom "Iceman" Kazansky
Characters: Tom "Iceman" Kazansky, Pete "Maverick" Mitchell, Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw, "Dagger" Training Detachment Aviators (Top Gun)
Additional Tags: Time Travel, Complicated Interpersonal Relationships, Mentions of Cancer, Chronic Illness, Hospitals, Established Relationship, get-together, (yes both), Tom "Iceman" Kazansky Lives, Period-Typical Homophobia, Self-Discovery, Texting, Use and Abuse of Aviation Terms, Unrepentant Fawning over the F-14 Tomcat, Reconciliation
Summary:
“How do we know the pre-selected one-seaters will be able to fly the mission?”
Cyclone and Warlock look at each other. “They have been selected, as you were, Captain, for their experience in similar missions. Their situation is… unique,” Warlock explains.
“They’re black ops?” Maverick asks. “Because otherwise I don’t know that there are any active naval aviators who can fly this.” Besides me, he doesn’t say. Again.
“Not anymore,” Cyclone allows. “Are you familiar with Operation Groundhog?”
(Or: The Navy has decided to solve its problems with Time Loop technology. Certain parties decide to solve a few other problems with it, too.)
Here we are! This baby has been three months in the oven, and I'm pleased to announce it is ready for your viewing pleasure! We will be posting on Sundays, unless I am busy on Sundays, in which case we will be posting Mondays, per the poll on tumblr that I posted LOL
As always, it takes a village for a fic like this, so I want to thank the Beta Team for their amazing assistance: Asuka, Hawkey, Jordan, Henley, I would not have gotten here without you. 💜 Similarly, I want to thank Serie and Cy, who cheered for me tirelessly throughout, and all my friends on Discord who very patiently read all of my snips and did not kick me out of the server for being annoying about it. I hope everyone who has been looking forward to this novel-length fic enjoys it!
Finally, the title of this story comes from a song by Joni Mitchell called, depending on the time of recording, either Clouds or Both Sides Now. Here at the beginning, I recommend you listen to this version.
(tw: blood, character death.)FIRST EVER EDIT PLS DONT BE MEAN 😭. Joni Mitchell is back on spotify so i was listening to Both sides now and it reminded me of joel sm. anyways should i post on the tik tok?
Chapters: 1/12
Fandom: MASH (TV)
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: B. J. Hunnicutt/Benjamin Franklin "Hawkeye" Pierce, B. J. Hunnicutt/Peg Hunnicutt, "Trapper" John McIntyre/Benjamin Franklin "Hawkeye" Pierce, Erin Hunnicutt & Benjamin Franklin "Hawkeye" Pierce, B. J. Hunnicutt & Erin Hunnicutt
Characters: B. J. Hunnicutt, Benjamin Franklin "Hawkeye" Pierce, Erin Hunnicutt, Peg Hunnicutt, "Trapper" John McIntyre, Margaret "Hot Lips" Houlihan, Helen Whitfield, Radar O'Reilly
Additional Tags: Post-Canon, 1970s, Las Vegas Wedding, Summer Camp, Family Drama, Rom Com Adjacent Premise, Non-Linear Narrative, Food as a Metaphor for Love, Implied/Referenced Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Grief/Mourning
Series: Part 3 of both sides now (extended universe)
Summary:
July 1970: BJ & Hawkeye's Vegas wedding (complete with unconventional wedding party), 20 years of emotional baggage to be unpacked, Erin goes to summer camp.
(sequel to both sides now)
“You want to invite your ex‐wife and her husband to our wedding,” Hawkeye said.
BJ shrugged. He felt every jealous impulse seep out of his body. He was an adult. He’d navigated all sorts of complicated interpersonal relationships. They were cool, modern people, weren’t they? Hawkeye was, at least. He’d always been.
“If you’re inviting your ex, shouldn’t I get to invite mine?” BJ said.
Hawkeye sat down on the bed again. He put his feet up and rubbed at his bad knee.
“Is this some sort of game of chicken, Beej? You’re telling me you’d be just fine with Trapper as my best man?” Hawkeye said.
“Completely fine, the very definition of fine,” BJ said, brightly, lying through his teeth.
Lovely NY Times Opinion Piece posted a few hours ago about Joni's Grammy performance last night. Full text below.
JONI MITCHELL, ORACLE
- Peter Catapano
Joni Mitchell’s performance of “Both Sides Now” at the Grammys on Sunday night was no mere comeback party for an aging icon. Mitchell, now 80, has spent nearly a decade recovering from the effects of a brain aneurysm she suffered in 2015, which left her unable to speak or walk. Over the course of her recovery, Mitchell retaught herself how to play music and sing again, as though from scratch. She is not the artist she once was. And that was the point.
Mitchell looked like a beret-clad queen or an oracle. Seated in a comfy chair and lit by fake candlelight, she sang, banging her cane (scepter) for emphasis as though issuing proclamations. Her voice was no longer that of a songbird; it is slower and a register lower. But the sense of mastery was still there, with a few jazz moments of syncopated phrasing that showed not slowness but a control of the song’s meaning and cadences.
To me, it was Sinatra, Tony Bennett and Johnny Cash territory. It was not young, but it was beautiful.
Notably, the lyrics of “Both Sides Now” had taken on a deeper meaning.
I’ve looked at life from both sides now
From win and lose and still somehow
It’s life’s illusions I recall
I really don’t know life at all
Susan Sontag, in her 1978 essay “Illness as Metaphor,” wrote of the two sides that must be relevant in Mitchell’s life right now.
“Everyone who is born holds dual citizenship, in the kingdom of the well and in the kingdom of the sick,” Sontag wrote. Seen through this lens, Mitchell is reporting back from the latter kingdom majestically, with more gravitas, spirit and human dignity than ever.
Or she may just be letting us know that there really aren’t two kingdoms at all. Only one.
Mitchell is beloved today for her lyrical honesty, her ingenious musical sophistication and her persistent refusal to heed the messages that would have kept her on the sidelines - "Girls can’t be rock stars. Don’t show your feelings. When you become ill or age or lose your ability to speak and walk, you should go off somewhere and hide."
She is not having any of that, which is a lesson for those of us who must confront illness, disability and mortality. Joni Mitchell’s radical vulnerability and refusal to hide has always been her greatest strength. She’s still got it.