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Release: March 12, 2020
Lyrics:
If all of the kings had their queens on the throne
We would pop champagne and raise a toast
To all of the queens who are fighting alone
Baby, you're not dancin' on your own
Can't live without me, you wanna, but you can't, no, no, no
Think it's funny, but honey, can't run this show on your own
I can feel my body shake, there's only so much I can take
I'll show you how a real queen behaves, oh
No damsel in distress, don't need to save me
Once I start breathin' fire, you can't tame me
And you might think I'm weak without a sword
But if I had one, it'd be bigger than yours
If all of the kings had their queens on the throne
We would pop champagne and raise a toast
To all of the queens who are fighting alone
Baby, you're not dancin' on your own
Disobey me, then baby, it's off with your head
Gonna change it and make it a world you won't forget, oh-oh, oh
No damsel in distress, don't need to save me
Once I start breathin' fire, you can't tame me
And you might think I'm weak without a sword
But I'm stronger than I ever was before
If all of the kings had their queens on the throne
We would pop champagne and raise a toast
To all of the queens who are fighting alone
Baby, you're not dancin' on your own
In chess, the king can move one space at a time
But queens are free to go wherever they like
You get too close, you'll get a royalty high
So breathe it in to feel alive (alive)
Songwriter:
If all of the kings had their queens on the throne
We would pop champagne and raise a toast
To all of the queens who are fighting alone
Baby, you're not dancin' on your own
Amanda Koci / Brett Leland McLaughlin / Desmond Child / Henry Walter / Hillary Bernstein / Jakke Erixson / Madison Love / Mimoza Blinson / Nadir Khayat
SongFacts:
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Hoepage:
Ava Max
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Call Me Josh Chapter 7
She is calm as she calls Joe. “Hi love. I need you to come home. I am in labor.”
Joe, on the other hand, freaks. “What? How far apart are the contractions? Has your waters broke? Maybe you should call an ambulance, or I can, and meet you there.”
“Breath Joe. They are steady at ten. We have plenty of time. Don’t get in a wreck getting here, please.”
His laugh is shaky. “Sorry babe. I will be careful. “ He works in an office in downtown Bethlehem, Pennsylvania. They live just ten miles away. He makes it home in eight minutes to find his wife, bend over with a contraction.
He drops his briefcase and loosens his tie before slipping his jacket off. Coming over to her, he starts to breath with her in the rapid, he he, way they were taught. He knows when it is easing up because she gets her color back. “That was a bad one.”
“Are they still ten minutes apart?”
She shakes her head. “That one was seven.” Standing up, she takes his arm. “I need to walk.” They make a circuit around their house, stopping every time the pain returns. She is incredible, breathing through them, before starting walking again. He times them with a labor app they found.
“Oh,” She stops, pressing her back against the wall, “oh, please!” It is the first time in hours that she has responded to the pains with anything other then breathing. He knows it is really bad.
“Look at me Mary.” She remains, head down and shaking. He kneels so he can find her face. “Breath with me.” She grabs ahold of his shoulders tight and tries. A few ' he he’s’ in and she is moaning again. He continues to breath until it, mercifully ends.
“Joe, I don’t know that I can do this.” Confessed with her head still down, her hair covering her face.
“Mary, you can. You are.” She shakes her head before moaning out again. No wait! It has been less then a minute. “Mary?” She gasps and tightens her hands on his shoulders to the point of pain. Not that he feels it. He is in to big of a panic. It increases when he sees her face. Crunched up as she seems to be pushing! “No no Mary, you can’t be!”
“I must.” She sounds as freaked as he does.
“But?” He knows she is serious when she lets go of him to try to get her pants down. Alright Joe, he tells himself, you can do this, you must. “Okay, ah, I will call 911.”
“No time!” Grunted out. “Help us Joe.”
Us, right. Joshua. He says a quick prayer. “Holy One, help me!” before he helps her get her pants down. Should he lay her down, he thinks before he sees something that halts ever other thought. Tuft of pure black hair, curled against his son’s head. From then it is instinct. Rolling his sleeves up, he kneels down by her.
“I am here. Push babe.” She does and he sees more of the baby ‘s head. Another push and it is out. His child’s face is there. There was something? ‘Swipe his mouth out.’ A voice deep within him says. He slips his finger into Joshua ‘s mouth and makes sure it is clear. The next push has him turning and he is suddenly fully there, in Joe’s shaking hands. The baby looks up at him and blinks. “Well hello Joshua.”
“Give him to me.” Mary instructs. He lifts the baby, still attached to his mama by the umbilical cord, up into her arms. She cries when she sees him. “Oh hi. Joshua as promised.”
He doesn’t cry and that starts to worry Joe. “Mary, shouldn’t he be crying?”
“He is breathing and responsive. Pinking up. Everything is alright. He is just a calm baby.”
“Now should I get help?”
She thinks. “Yes, just to make sure everything is okay. But, I don’t want to go to the hospital. There is no need.”
He agrees with that. Lifting up, he finds his legs unsteady as the adrenaline that fueled his birth, is dumped back out of his blood stream. He leans against the wall for a moment before moving into the kitchen to wash his hands ( oh he should have before assisting in the birth!). He dries them and then goes to find his phone.
“My wife just gave birth. No he is breathing fine. Not a lot. No I haven’t . That is why I am calling you. Okay. I will. Thank you.”
She sits against the wall, cuddling Joshua. He watches her, his eyes bright and a beautiful amber brown. Like his mama’s. “They said to cover you and him. They are on their way.”
She looks up. He has never seen her more beautiful, even with her hair a matted mess and her face covered with sweat. “Thank you Joe, for everything.” He simply shakes his head as he covers her and their son up. They hear the ambulance coming.
“I will be right back.” He goes to let them in.
“You delivered the baby?” The paramedic asks.
“Yes, she went from five minutes apart to less then one in one contraction. Then she was pushing. It was all I could do.” He explains as he leads them to her.
“Understand.” They reach her and the baby. “Ma’am, how do you feel?”
“Much better now. Something came out. The afterbirth, I guess.”
“Let us look.” The female paramedic sits down by her. She sees she is right. “That is what it is, alright.”
“May I check in the baby?” Another asks.
“Yes.” She hands him over. He lets out a squeak at being moved away from his mama.
“It is okay little man, just need to check you out.”
“Joshua, that’s his name.” Joe says.
“Beautiful. Well little Joshua is doing beautifully. His vitals are all stable.” He turns to one of the other paramedics. “Prepare a vitamin k shot.”
“No!” Mary objects.
“Ma’am, it won’t hurt him.”
“No I said. He doesn’t need it. Now please give me my son back.” They have tied and cut the cord, checked the afterbirth, and made sure her uterus was firming back up. With a shrug from the lead paramedic, he does.
“We can take you in, if you would like.”
“No but thank you for coming out to check on us. I will see my doctor tomorrow, I promise.”
“Well, you are doing fine so there is really no need. Call us back if you soak more then a pad every two hours, if you have any severe pain, if there is any concerns about the baby.”
“We will, thank you.”
“Would you like us to help you into bed before we leave?”
“Yes please.” They carefully lift her and Joshua up and place them in the bed, after laying down a chunk pad. They leave a stack with them.
Joe sees them out. “Thank you guys.”
The lady paramedic smiles. “You have a beautiful family. Ammonia works better then bleach to get the blood and other stains up. Do not mix the two.”
“Got that. Thank you.”
“Good job daddy.”
He floats back into the house. He is a daddy, to the most extraordinary child. She is sitting up, her shirt open, the baby at her breast. “He took to it right away. No struggles.”
Joe smiles. He takes a seat beside her. “Our incredible Joshua.” The paramedics had swaddled him after placing a diaper on. All they can see is his head as he lays against her. Joe touches his hair. “So soft. I can’t believe we did it, saw him safely here.”
“Me either. I never expected to go so fast.”
“You scared me. I wasn’t sure what to do.”
“How did you figure it out?” He chuckles.
“I said a prayer, then I just knew.”
Mary grins. “His Father directed you.”
“He did.” Looking up he adds, “Thank You.”
Both Mary and Joshua fall asleep. Joe lays her down and takes the baby in his arms. He studies him. “Here you are, promised one. I never expected to be holding the Son of God in my arms, so fragile, you are. I don’t know what your mission is, little Joshua. I guess He will tell you, in time. Right now though, you are our child. I promise to treat you as a son, for you are my son. I will teach you all I know, I imagine you will teach me too. For now though, sleep baby. Your journey is unimaginably long and it is just beginning.”
He sits on the rocking chair in their room and simply rocks his child.
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ELLE No.1472 - 4 March 1974 - Christiana Steidten - Photographed by Jo Francki
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Leonardo Da Vinci (1472-1475).
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Fun fact about the university of Ingolstadt, the fucking illuminati was founded there, you're welcome
#it also closed down in 1800#and was founded in 1472#I've been meaning to make a post about this but i keep forgetting
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Babe my mind conjurs robot yuri you couldnt imagine.
#yes i made a pilot and titan oc shit the fuck now.#titanfall 2#pilot oc#titan oc#the scorch is called solar because of SO-1472#i havent named the pilot#scary bulky pilot armor that hides sweet lithe pilot who is secretly scary strong lady#its triple inception#the scorch is just as combatitive as always but has a disturbing soft spot#big sun on the chasis because solar miraculously hasnt been blown up deapite having the most balls to the walls batshit pilot
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*Throws my body into your house* Trick or treat! Happy Halloween!
Trick! You get a faceless, tenderless, boiler jacketless No. 29! >:))
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Filippino Lippi, Five Sibyls in Niches: The Samian, Cumean, Hellespontic, Phrygian and Tiburtine, ca. 1472, Oil on poplar panel, 11/21/23 #legionofhonor by Sharon Mollerus
#fine art#Cumean#ca. 1472#Oil on poplar panel#Filippino Lippi#Hellespontic#Legion of Honor Museum#Five Sibyls in Niches: The Samian#11/21/23 legionofhonor#Botticelli Drawings exhibit#Phrygian and Tiburtine#San Francisco#CA#flickr
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Hello team,
Thank you so much for your work. This profile is really great.
I am looking for a medium length Drarry fic I’ve read on ao3. It’s an Hogwarts 8th year story (so the others are all there, Ron, Hermione, Pansy etc) in which Harry and Draco end up having single rooms on the same floor right across from each other. These rooms are also decorated for the students when they arrive. For example, Harry’s room has a picture of his parents in it and Rons room has a picture of the twins giving him the finger. Later in the story when Harry and Draco get closer, their sweaters keep appearing in the other persons room.
I think starting the first night, Harry and Draco start sleeping next to each other. The first night on a sofa and then in bed together. But it takes a while before anything romantic starts to happen.
Later in the story Draco gets into a fight with a guy in Hogsmead and because he is still being watched by the ministry they take him away for questioning and then he goes back home to his mother for a while. During that time he and Harry exchange letters.
Altogether it’s a happy story, the 8th years get along fairly well. Before Draco returns in the end (I think close to Christmas) someone (I think Pansy) gets Harry to admit that he loves Draco.
It would be amazing if you could help me find this fic. I’ve spent hours last weekend and just can’t find it.
Thank you so much.
Sandra
We believe you’re looking for The Gryffindor And His Slytherin by ridleyrey (59k, E), which has been deleted. Sorry @misanthropin12!
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i didn’t even get to tell you about the EPIC book i found today. it’s like 1000 pages and it’s about the court during galeazzo maria sforza’s time as duke of milan it’s literally SO cool
#they have an appendix dedicated to who was invited to the 1472 christmas party like HELLO!!!!!#samael speaks
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PRIVEYA HILLS PREMIUM RESIDENTIAL LOT TALAMBAN CEBU CITY
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why is school so online now like I'm sorry I can't do homework because I have shit WiFi and my computer is going to explode with the amount of pdfs yall make me download
#my pe pdf is 1472 fucking pages#my laptop breaks everytime i open it#give me a book for gods sake please
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