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(Previous) Autumn put a hand to their chin. “Ah right, I certainly was not expecting that punch from him either. Hm…” “Well,” Autumn said in her gossipy voice as she flicked her wrist down, “Sam was sitting next to Thomas today, which was likely so they could drag him up to the pulpit easier. But, before services started, I was sitting not too far away from them. I heard Sam mention how Amy was mad at him, which could’ve just been his reason to justify sitting next to Thomas. Still, after services I decided to ask Amy about it anyway. She said she was upset with Sam because she keeps bragging about how she’s gonna be ordained as a deacon before her, and keeps demanding bet rewards in advance.” Autumn folded her arms. “Not only that, but Amy’s also pissed that Sam started dating one of her other friends! And knowing how Sam treats his dates, I’d be pissed too!” They scowled. “Like once, Sam had the gall to ask Lola out, just to make their boyfriend-at-the-time jealous. Right in front of me! I was so mad I could’ve skinned them alive on the spot! Nobody is gonna treat her like…” Autumn realized she was getting a bit off topic and dismissively waved her hand. “A-anyway… Amy did it as a fuck-you for working with Sam or something. Plus, Theodore is usually her go-to punching bag when she needs to blow off steam.”
Gloria sympathetically twisted her eye in disgust at Sam's behavior. It was impressive how evil they were... Yet it was a crude evil with none of the refined charisma of all the big bads. Then once Autumn was finished she asked,
“Oh my, she didn't ease up after his stay in the Medbay? And the others too? Because Bishop Percival was very clear on what would happen if mitre progress got halted by another injury! And considering how fragile his newly healed ribs are...”
Gloria sighed. If there weren't bigger issues at hand she'd ask Mir to check for internal injuries. Or at least to provide a potion which would allow her to look herself.
“...Well, one wrong shove could have put him out of commission for awhile. That's why I couldn't wrap my head around why any Glornist would risk it! Idiots...”
She had her arms folded and was deep in thought as she pondered alternative explanations. Teddy had been perfectly healthy (minor workaholicism aside) up until his tailoring talents were desperately needed. One time was a coincidence. Two times, however...
After a long pause Gloria met Autumn's eye. “Say... This may be a bit of a stretch but..,” she said as she raised her finger and leaned closer.
“Could this be a way of sabotaging Bishop Percival by delaying mitre work? Because first he went radio silent after Commander Peepers destroyed the mitre, only to reappear with broken ribs and a tale of a freak accident a few days later. And then his shoulder got dislocated right after discovering the perfect sacrificial lamb...”
Gloria perked up and brightly smiled in blinding contrast to her talk of a grand conspiracy. “Besides, Amy couldn't have done it! She passed me only minutes before that wretched scream~!”
She proudly smirked as she put her hand to her chin, certain she was on the right track. “So shouldn't we ask who lured him away from the crowd? And considering how battered he is they had to have left soon after service ended.”
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babemazzello · 5 years
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‘39 - A John Deacon FanFiction
Chapter 11 - The Party
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Story Description: Amy is sitting in his apartment when she hears some frantic knocking outside her door. She opens it to see a frightened and frazzled John Deacon. A 23-year-old John Deacon. Who believes it’s still 1974, and not 2019. Amy takes it upon herself to help John and get him back to where he belongs.  Part 1 is here. Every other chapter can be found through my masterlist.
Chapter Description: John felt like partying a little and Amy obliges. They both get a bit drunk and let their guards down. Leading to some saucy conversations when John proposes they play a game.
Notes: If you would like to be tagged for this story, either leave a comment or shoot me a message and I will tag you for all future chapters. Thank you all so much for reading, by the way. It means a lot to me. 
Warnings: talk of sex
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That night, after dancing and singing along to songs with him all day and relaxing on the couch while the dulcet tones of the music played throughout my apartment, I left to get some alcohol. As I wandered aimlessly through the aisles of the store, I tried to remember which drinks John liked the most. I know he had turned into an alcoholic in his later years due to Freddie's sickness and ultimate death, but I didn't know what he liked when he was younger.
When he said he wanted to drink, it sort of surprised me. I don't know why since he would party along with the rest of them all the time, but it did. I guess if you were friends with Freddie Mercury, you had to be able to party with the best of them.
So, I settled on a bottle of whiskey, a case of beer, a bottle of vodka, and a bottle of wine. I figured I covered every base and we could switch the drinks around as much as we liked. Plus, I still had a little bit of tequila left at home from nights when I felt like getting a little drunk and didn't have to get up for anything in the morning.
As I drove home, my stomach was tossing and turning with excitement. I was so giddy to get drunk with him. Mainly because I was excited to see how he was when he let loose a little bit. I figured he would want to dance and be a little more hectic than normal. His shyness would melt away and he might be even more fun than the guy I was spending my days with.
As I opened the door, I heard John run up to me and he helped with the bags. He took them into the kitchen and quickly took each bottle out. Placing them down on the table.
"Someone's eager," I laughed as I threw my purse down on the kitchen table. I watched him place the bottles down carefully and throwing the plastic bags to the side. His hands were fidgeting with excitement as well.
"Haven't partied in a while. I'm excited." He explained. I laughed at his remark as he moved over to a drawer, opened it, and grabbed a bottle opener and a wine uncorker. I gave him a shocked look.
"How did you know those were there?" I asked, pointing to the drawer.
"Amy," he said flatly. "I have a lot of time here on my own. I've explored pretty much every drawer in this kitchen. Probably every nook and cranny of this place, honestly." My eyes widened and I could feel my face redden as he wrestled with the wine bottle first.
"Every place?" I asked in a soft voice. John stopped what he was doing.
"Well, I haven't gone in your room since I took that record out. Don't worry," he said with a reassuring smile. I took in a deep breath to calm myself. There were some things in there I didn't want him to see.
He managed to get the wine bottle open as well as the vodka. I sat at the table and watched him as he reached up for some shot glasses in my cabinet and brought them over. He was wearing his red flannel, button-up shirt again. It looked wonderful on him.
And he was wearing the gray sweatpants we bought. I tried my hardest not to focus on them. They were pretty loose on him compared to the jeans he would wear in all those pictures from the mid-seventies. Those pants barely left anything to the imagination, but to be fair, neither did these pants. Even when they were loose. I tried to hold myself back from looking down at them. It was dumb of me to even suggest those pants to him. It was just another layer of temptation that I needed to fight off.
He poured us two shots and pushed my glass over to me. I picked it up and held it in my hand, outstretched slightly toward John.
"To a good time," he said.
"To a good time," I repeated as we clinked our glasses together. John and I both downed our shots. Scrunching our faces up as the alcohol burned our throats. Letting out some air to relieve the burn.
"Another one?" John asked. I nodded. Still trying to relive the burn as it trickled down my throat. He filled both shot glasses once more. I picked mine up and we clinked them together one more time before letting them slide down our throats like before. Two shots in and I wasn't feeling anything yet. But, I knew that was because I needed to give it a little time to kick in.
Knowing that having too many shots in a row was not good for me, I decided to go for a beer next. Cracking it open and taking a few sips to calm my stomach after the two shots of vodka. John opted for some whiskey. Grabbing another glass from the shelf and filling it halfway. As soon as he finished pouring it, he moved into the living room. Curious, I followed him.
He moved over to the record player. Placing his drink down on the windowsill, he grabbed a record and placed it on the platter to start spinning. It was a record I had shown him a couple of days ago. The soundtrack to Saturday Night Fever by the Bee Gees. He seemed to like the disco groove when I had initially showed it to him, but it was quickly taken off the player when we had to leave to go eat. So, he never actually heard a full song of it. However, he knew that it would be a good dance record.
I was shocked when he didn't put the ABBA record back on. I thought for sure that would be his first pick since he had actually heard a bit of that one, but he went for this one instead. Opting to dance to a record he had never heard before.
He started dancing around to the music as it filled the room. His hips swaying back and forth. He swiveled over to the window and grabbed his drink. Taking a swig of it as he kept dancing. The liquid swishing inside the glass and against his lips as he tried to drink. He looked...swave. Cool. Natural. Words that I never thought I would use to describe him while he was here with me.
He seemed to have a natural grace about him. No longer clumsy or shy. And it had only been a couple of minutes. I stared at him in awe from my seat on the couch. He seemed so different. Like a more refined person than the one I was spending time with. He wasn't completely different, but you could tell that he had changed already.
I ended up dancing along with him to the music, but I soon got bored of that. Allowing him to keep dancing to his heart's content while I watched him from the couch. Whenever his drink would get low, I would run to fill it for him. I ended up finishing my beer and moving on to the wine. Trying to look just as classy as him with a half-full wine glass in my hand.
I could feel the alcohol in my system now. Coursing through my veins and making everything a thousand times better. I was a happy drunk. I would laugh at almost everything around me. I would also crack jokes and be extremely light-hearted no matter the situation. My face would flush with a shade of pink as I would laugh or smile at everything before me. I also knew to take it slow after a certain point, which is why I was drinking the wine.
I had gotten drunk at enough parties in high school and beyond to know that once I pass a threshold when I'm drunk, I become extremely tired and tend to fall asleep in even the slightly most comfortable spots. Chairs, couches, carpeted floors, cars, and even a park bench one time. I became a mess and a burden which was another reason why I didn't want to go out to a bar to drink.
If we were really were going to go all out tonight, I didn't want to be a burden on Deacy. I didn't want him to have to drag me around town and get lost trying to get us home. I was in charge and I would have needed to be aware of everything that was happening while we went out. Here, I could get as drunk as I wanted and fall asleep when I wanted.
After the record finished, John sat down next to me on the couch. Out of breath from all the dancing and finally tired enough to take a break. His arm with his glass was slung over the back of the couch while his other one rested on the armrest. His legs spread out lazily as his chest rose up and down, trying to catch his breath. His cheeks were a slight shade of pink and his hair was a little messy from moving around so much.
"I think that's enough for a while, don't you?" He asked as if I was dancing along with him. "Why don't you pick a record this time?" He nodded his head toward the player. I nodded and got up. Filing through the records to find something a little softer to play while he rested. I grabbed a Simon & Garfunkel record and placed it down to play. I turned down the volume as well in case we felt like talking to each other over the music.
I sat back down on the couch just looking over at him. Waiting for someone to speak. I took a sip of my wine while we sat in comfortable silence. I enjoyed it. It felt like we had known each other for years instead of months and this was normal for us.
"I wish Freddie were here," I heard him whisper. "He knows how to throw a party. Even just a small get-together like this. He goes all out," he explained as he adjusted in his seat.
"I bet you miss him," I replied, taking another sip.
"Yes, quite a bit. But, I know I'll get back to him at some point. I have faith." There was another small silence. "Now, what would Freddie do in a situation like this? How would he liven this up?"
"Who said this needed livening?" I joked. He laughed.
"It doesn't, but it might be a little more fun. You do like fun, right?" He joked in return. I hit his arm playfully as he laughed at my response. "Just making sure," he laughed. "I've got it," he said as his eyes got brighter and widened. "Let's play the truth game." I scrunched my face up at him before giving in.
"And what is that?" I asked.
"Well, I believe it's a game that Freddie made up. It's like Truth or Dare, but only with truths. Someone will ask you a question and you either answer it or take a drink to stay silent. It's pretty simple," he explained.
"Sounds simple enough. But, it also sounds like you're dying to ask me something," I teased. "You know you can just ask me anything you want, right?" He nodded.
"I know, but what's the fun in that when you can turn it into a game?" He replied. I could tell how much Freddie had rubbed off on him, even in these early years. He was just as eager to party as Freddie seemed to be and it made even more sense to me that they were good friends. He got up and moved into the kitchen. Grabbing two shot glasses and filling them with vodka. He placed them on the table in front of each of us for when we wouldn't answer a question.
"Alright, then. Go ahead." I rolled my eyes at him in a teasing manner. He sat back down and adjusted in his seat, turning toward me. He took another long sip of his drink before holding it in his lap. I saw the gears turning in his head as he thought of a question.
"What's your favorite band?" He asked, revealing a smug smile at his choice of question.
"Starting off easy, I see," I replied. "The Beatles."
"Okay, your turn." He nodded toward me and I thought about it.
"Out of your bandmates, who's your favorite?" I asked. I thought I might as well up the ante in this game. John was coming off too weak to start.
"Oh my," he replied as he thought about it. He took another sip of his whiskey to buy himself some time. "Well, I think it's between Fred and Rog. Brian's my friend and all but we don't always see eye to eye. I might have to go with Fred, but that's a difficult question." I smiled knowing that I had stumped him. "Since we're making the questions a bit more difficult," As soon as he said that, I knew I was in trouble. "What's in your room that you were so worried about me seeing?"
I thought about what to tell him. I didn't want to admit to him that my room was filled with hidden memorabilia of his band. I couldn't tell him anything about his future for fear that he might remember everything. So, in my alcohol-fueled mind, I thought of the next thing on the list of what I didn't want him to see. Pretty much the only other thing I was hiding from him.
"My vibrator," I rushed out before covering my mouth with my hand. John adjusted to sit up straighter in his seat as he looked at me with an open mouth. He couldn't believe what he was hearing.
"You have a vibrator?" He asked completely shocked. I gritted my teeth and nodded, pulling my hand away from my mouth. "Really?"
"Yeah, Deacy, I'm a single woman who lives alone. Of course I have a vibrator." I looked at his face and he looked taken aback by my tone. "Sorry, that sounded mean. I didn't mean it that way. I'm just saying that it isn't that weird that I have one."
"No, no, it's alright. I'm just shocked is all." He looked away from me for a second as he talked. Like his mind was somewhere else.
"Well, at least I know you weren't lying when you said you hadn't gone into my room. If you had and had seen that, I don't think you would have looked that shocked." I was pleased with myself as I took another sip of my wine. As I looked at him, his mind seemed preoccupied. "My turn," I said, hoping to bring him back to the conversation.
"Right," he acknowledged as he slightly shook his head of his thoughts. "Go ahead."
"What's something you've done here while you're on your own that you don't want me to know about?" I thought since we were on the subject of secrecy, I might as well ask.
"I broke one of your record needles," he confessed. It was my turn to get wide-eyed. "I didn't mean to, but I guess I placed the arm down too hard on the record and it snapped off. So, I threw it away and put a new one on. Sorry." He didn't seem completely remorseful but instead looked like he was getting a weight off his shoulders as he talked.
"That's okay," I replied. "The needles are pretty cheap so I can get more. I just kinda wished you would have told me."
"Well, I am now," he laughed as he took another sip. There was a silence while John thought of another question to ask. It was a bit too long and I stared at him to continue. At first, I thought he wanted to stop, but then he asked his question. "Is our band successful?" He was serious all of a sudden. I slumped back in my seat and looked down at the filled shot glass on the table. I reached down and drank all of it in one gulp. As I waited for the burn to subside, I looked over at him. His face was sullen as he relaxed into the couch again.
"You know I can't tell you that. Whether the answer is yes or no, I can't tell you." I placed the glass back down on the table. I didn't fill it back up because I wanted to answer as many questions as I could and not back down every time. I figured if I drank at that question now, he would stop asking me about his future like that.
"It was worth a shot," he smiled. "Sorry, I know I'm not supposed to know."
"What do you miss the most about the past?" I asked, trying to change the subject as fast as possible. He seemed shocked by the sudden shift in the conversation, but I felt like it needed to happen in order for the game to continue. And I hated to admit it, but I was having fun.
"Oh, uh, probably my friends and my bed. Definitely my bed. The couch is nice and everything, but you can't beat your own bed." He wanted to make sure I didn't feel bad about making him sleep on the couch.
"Well, maybe one day you can sleep in my bed," I just blurted out. I took another sip of wine while I let my statement hang in the air. I didn't mean for it to be so suggestive, but maybe I didn't hate what it was hinting at. I saw him think about the statement and the next question to ask.
"Next question," he thought out loud, trying not to linger on my words for too long. "What would Freddie ask?" His mumbles were getting a little louder as he searched for a question that Freddie would ask if this was his party. "How about his old faithful? When was the last time you had sex?" If I was taking a sip of wine, I would have spit it out. Instead, my eyes bugged out of my head as I felt my cheeks flush bright pink. I looked down at the empty shot glass on the table and realize that I had to either answer the question or take the walk of shame into the kitchen to fill it and take a shot.
"Uh," I stumbled as I thought about what to do. I guess I might as well answer it. "The last time was with Devin, right before he went off to boot camp. When he came back, he didn't want anything to do with me sexually because he was trying to get me to break up with him, remember?" I asked. Deacy nodded as I continued on. "So, it's been almost a year and a half, I guess." I saw John's lips part at my answer, but I just ignored it. Finishing up my glass of wine. Chugging it down to give myself a little bit of liquid courage for the questions that would inevitably follow.
"When was the last time you masturbated?" I asked. All of a sudden filled with courage and revenge for the question he asked me. I leaned down and began filling my glass up with wine again.
"Excuse me?" John asked. He had heard what I said but wanted to make sure he heard it right before he answered.
"Come on, John. You've been here for almost 2 months, you had to have masturbated while you're here by yourself every day. So, when was the last time?" I gave him a smug smile this time, happy that I had finally, truly stumped him on a question. He sat and looked at the shot glass this time. Pondering if he should answer the question at all.
"Three days ago," he rushed out. "When was the last time you masturbated, little miss vibrator?" He gave me a small smile as well. Thinking he was so clever with his nickname.
"About a week ago," I answered. I didn't need to be shy anymore since he was willing to tell me about his last time. "Don't do it as much since you're here. I'm a little embarrassed and worried you'll hear me."
"So, when do you do it?" he asked.
"Uh-uh, only one question per round," I tutted. Waving my finger back and forth at him. He pouted slightly. "What did you think about the last time?" I asked. I figured it was only right for me to ask that question next. He looked down at the drink again and he reached down to grab it. "Aww, you're no fun." I pouted, watching him down the shot. "Ok, well, it's your-"
"You," he said.
"Sorry?" I asked for clarification.
"You. I thought about you last time," he repeated.
"What? But, you took a drink, you didn't need to tell me." His answer hadn't quite processed in my mind yet.
"I didn't drink it because I wasn't going to tell you. I drank it so I had the courage to tell you. There's a difference." His eyes softened and he got more serious as he looked at me. "What did you think about the last time?" He set his drink down on the table and he scooted closer to me on the couch. Only making me even more flustered as his answer clicked in my head. He looked me directly in the eyes.
"You," I breathed out. I melted into the couch cushions. My body relaxing and completely melting under his gaze. He hadn't looked at me like this before. Confident and assured in his feelings and mine.
He brought his hand up to my face and brushed a piece of hair behind my ear. His hand landed on my cheek and stayed there. His thumb softly rubbing across my cheekbone. His touch was soft and warm and I leaned my head into his hand. When he looked at me again, it was the look I had only seen one other time. When we were dancing to God Only Knows. And this time, I wasn't backing away.
I couldn't hold back anymore. I couldn't keep the urges at bay. I needed him. I needed to be close to him. I needed to feel his lips on mine or I would surely burst. And the way he was looking at me allowed me to fall off the edge and give in.
I leaned in. So did he. It was quick and needy as our lips crashed into each other. Mingling and cascading over each others. His hot breath hitting my face. His nose digging into my cheek. His soft lips between mine. I was getting more drunk off of him than the alcohol.
My hands fell onto his shoulders. I could feel him smiling into the kiss. He pulled away for a quick second to look at my face before diving back in. The kisses were harsher this time. I was getting greedy and needy. I wanted to feel him even closer to me. Closer than he ever was before.
Without any notice, I swung my leg around him and I straddled his lap. I pressed my chest into his and I let my hand plunge into his hair. He tasted like whiskey and vodka and I couldn't get enough of it. His hands instinctively fell to my hips. Thumbing small circles into my hip bones and lifting my shirt up just enough to feel the hot skin there.
We would both moan into each other's mouths at different times. We would also giggle and smile into each other. This is something that was a long time coming and we both needed this so badly. I accidentally bucked my hips down into his. A deep grunt came from him. I could feel the pit in my stomach start to become too much to ignore and I accidentally ground down on him again. Eliciting another grunt from his mouth.
It vibrated against my lips. A vibration that shot right down to my core. And it wasn't helped when I moved my hips one more time to adjust and felt his hardening length underneath me. It made me let out a small, almost inaudible whimper. He was big and I could feel almost all of it underneath me. Hardening more and more by the second.
But, once my brain had caught up to what we were doing, I became too aware of how drunk I was. This is wrong. We're both so drunk. If we were to do this, I want to be sober. I want to remember. I want to be the best I can be for him. This isn't right. My mind raced and I pulled away from him. I took a couple of deep breaths on top of him. His hand came up to brush against my cheek.
"What's wrong, love?" he asked. Still calmly holding onto my hip with his other hand.
"We can't do this," I stated.
"What do you mean? You want to, right?" His face was soft. Trying to coax me into leaning in again.
"Oh god, more than anything in the world," I replied. "But, we're too drunk. It's not right." He just stared up at me. I brushed my thumb against his jawline before I spoke again. "I want to be the best I can for you. And, I can't do that when I'm this drunk. I just can't. But, I would like to take a rain check if that's alright with you." He just stared at me. "I'm sorry," I said in a low tone.
"It's alright. If you don't want to do it now, then that's fine. It's okay." I stood up from the couch and realized how tired I was.
"I think I might go to bed. That last shot definitely put me over the edge. Might be best for me to get some sleep anyway." I tried to justify wanting to sleep after doing what we were just doing, but it was the truth.
"Sure. Get some rest. Goodnight." He gave me a shy smile while he rested his elbows on his knees. Trying to hide the evidence in his gray sweatpants of what we had just done. I gave him a small smile before disappearing into my bedroom for the night. Both dreading and loving being drunk with him.
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Cyn always wears blue. She has a secret stash of vault suits. Bonnie feels safe in her knitted cardigan. Liz likes short shorts. Amy has a red sequin dress that looks kinda shitty with her complexion but she gives zero fucks.
Cyn looks amazing and blue, it is certainly her colour. I refill her secret stash; don’t tell the boys. Bonnie and her cardigan ♥ I bet Danse likes Liz better without her shorts if you know what I mean... Red is a tricky colour, but if you can make it looks good, rock it!
Reed, despite being a high ranking Paladin, prefers the scribe's outfit. He likes the infinite pockets for all his junk. He and Danse are the exact same size and can swap uniforms no problem. ((Though on Reed they are a bit loose in the crotch))
Trudy can change clothing almost as fast as Deacon. They had a race, she lost, but Deacon was impressed none-the-less. They are the same shirt size too. Twinsies!
Layla is secretly jealous of Maxson’s coat. She would never actually take the coat off him though. She actually went to Teagan and managed to get the schematics from him so she could improve her General’s coat. ((Her and Teagan get along quite well, often bargaining for surplus supplies between the factions.))
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toongrrl-blog · 4 years
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Mrs. America: Why not Rosalyn?
Why Phyllis Schafly? Why not Shirley Chisholm (I bet Uzo Aduba be a draw as she is known for her work on Orange is the New Black) or Dolores Huerta or Betty Ford (who supported the ERA and was a groundbreaking First Lady who spoke candidly about breast cancer, feminism, wore pants, sharing a bed with her hubby and saying so on tv, and straight up said she won’t be surprised if her daughter had sex before marriage because she’s “just like everybody else”)
How about Rosalyn Carter? Who was the ultimate Mrs. America (as First Lady of the United States and Georgia), was a homemaker for over 20 years, and supported the ERA herself? Maybe something about how this traditional looking wife and mother embraced changing opportunities for women and rather than putting down herself for being “just a wife” or putting down other women for not being satisfied with the domestic sphere really used her influence to bat for others.
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She was born in Plains, Georgia in 1927 and the eldest of four children and had parents who worked multiple jobs. She once wanted to be an architect and enjoyed the fruits of a close-knit community growing up, when her father died from leukemia, she at 13 started helping her mother raise her younger siblings and worked for her mother the dressmaker. She would credit her own mother for teaching her to be independent through her own influence and graduated salutatorian from Plains High School but family obligations urged her to drop out of Georgia Southwestern College. But it didn’t stop her relationship with childhood friend and fellow NY Yankees and Atlanta Braves fan Jimmy Carter, son of a peanut farmer and student at the United States Naval Academy. He was the first boy she allowed to kiss on the first date and he proposed marriage when she visited him in Annapolis, but of course she delayed plans to study to be an interior designer at the Georgia State College for Women. 
Being a military wife, they moved around the country and raising three young boys, she enjoyed the independence of raising three children and of the constant travel across the country. Then in 1953, her father-in-law’s ailing health motivated Jimmy to move the young family back to Plains where he would take over his father’s business and when Rosalyn wasn’t with the kids or in the house, she would do accounting. During this time she started dealing with fertility issues that wouldn’t be rectified until she turned out to have a tumor on her uterus (for 12 years...) and then 15 years after their youngest son was born, their only daughter Amy was born in 1967. She got on with Jimmy’s sister but not so much with Jimmy’s outspoken and super liberal mother Lillian Gordy Carter. 
In general the 1960s were a tumultuous time for the United States, where young butted heads with the older generation, however it was a time when the relationships of Jimmy and Rosalyn and with their children were strengthened regarding shared values. Jimmy entered the Senate in 1962 and a year later the family was devastated to hear of the Kennedy assassination, which brought glee to the more conservative and bigoted townsfolk of Plains and a year later he backed up Lyndon B. Johnson. In an interview with People magazine, she stated that time especially since they were the lone integrationists in a town in the Deep South brought the family together, even helping their sons dealing with the bullying that was encouraged at school and the family was the only white family that voted to allow black people to join their church. In 1966, she supported her husband in his campaign for Governor of Georgia where she would campaign for him and got spat at by a man supporting the Republican Bo Callaway, this time was also a time where Jimmy and Rosalyn worked as collaborators. 
In 1970, Jimmy ran for Governor once again and won but the campaign also involved Rosalyn making speeches, even writing them. She also built bonds with campaign workers, one who confided that her daughter is dealing with mental health issues, the woman’s tired face haunted Rosalyn thereafter. In fact it was his time as Governor where the couple became more keenly aware about the stigma surrounding mental health and how many people were suffering and not receiving the aid they needed. She did tours of the state’s mental health facilities and worked closely with handicapped children, aside from that she had a traditional image of the chatelaine during her time as the state’s First Lady, something that got people even her husband to make their presumptions when he said he supported the ERA (Equal Rights Amendment) but not her and she corrected him. She also took a stand when she hired the wrongfully convicted Mary Prince as Amy’s nanny, who believed she was pleading guilty to involuntary manslaughter after intervening in a gun fight and accidentally firing the gun, and the Carters believed she was thrown under the bus due to her race.
Then came the time that Jimmy threw his hat into the ring, the Presidential ring, where he admitted to Playboy he was guilty of infidelity in his heart because he lusted after other women and she said “Jimmy talks too much” but added he’s honest compared to say, Nixon. She got photographed with John Wayne Gacy (before it turned out he was a murderer) and was elected to the board of the National Association of Mental Health, supported the ERA and earned a Merit Award from the National Organization for Women (NOW), and received the Volunteer of the Year Award from the Southwestern Association of Volunteer Services (SAVS). Instead of riding a limo all the way to the Inauguration she and Jimmy walked together, re-wore a re-fashioned gown from a few years earlier, sat in on Cabinet meetings and took notes, joined Ladybird Johnson and Betty Ford at the Houston conference celebrating International Womens’ Year in 1977, decorated the White House Christmas tree with eggs and peanuts and pinecones, held a widely attended Employment Seminar, entertained country singers like Waylon Jennings and Willie Nelson and Dolly Parton at the White House, sent Amy to public school and saw Pope John Paul II with her, challenged people with her soft demeanor and assertiveness, collected paintings by American artists for the White House, pissed off dudes who thought women needed to stay home, spoke approval for eye lifts and face lifts, had a nonmalignant tumor removed from her breast, and did even more as First Lady, which I will cover in bullet points.
"For every person who needs mental health care to be able to receive it close to his home, and to remove the stigma from mental health care so people will be free to talk about it and seek help. It's been taboo for so long to admit you had a mental health problem." She testified before Congress on behalf of the Mental Health System Bill and was honorary chair on the President’s Commission on Mental Health (repealed by Ronald Reagan).
Was a Steel Magnolia who never disagreed with Jimmy in public but made clear she had her own views and was her own person. 
Was Envoy to Latin America in 1977, where in Brazil she voiced concern for human rights and for a reduction in nuclear weapons; she led 1978 American delegation when Rodrigo Carazo Odio was inaugurated as President of Costa Rica and to the funeral of Pope Paul VI.
In 1979, she led a delegation to Thailand to discuss issues faced by refugees from Cambodia and Laos and visited the camps. She sped up a large appeal for assistance. At this time her husband met with families of the Iranian hostages.
She was Mom of a girl who was growing up fast and young Grandma and dealt with her alcoholic brother in law and sons’ marital issues. 
Her Secret Service code name was “Dancer” and she was the first First Lady to have her own office in the East Wing. 
She persuaded Indiana politicians Birch Bayh and Wayne Townsend to support the ERA and vote for ratification. 
She used her role as supporter for the ERA to encourage Southerners, Housewives, and mothers like herself to support it as well. 
She tied with Mother Teresa for “Most Admired Woman in the World”.
She was bitter about her husband’s 1980 campaign loss to Reagan and blamed Ted Kennedy. This didn’t get in the way of her thanking the supporters and cordially led Nancy Reagan on a tour where they (and Nancy’s stepdaughter Maureen and Rosalyn’s daughter in law) began a long friendship. To her satisfaction, the Iranian hostages were released. The 1980s and 1990s were not a slow time: she co-founded the not-for-profit Carter Center with special attention to mental health issues, denied rumors of her throwing her ring into politics not wanting to be away from Jimmy, voiced her resentment of Ronald Reagan, got involved in building houses for Habitat for Humanity, encouraged peace in the Middle East where they traveled, monitored the Oslo Peace Agreement, continued her efforts in aiding the disabled and those with mental health issues, started the Rosalynn Carter Institute for Caregiving at her old college, wrote and co-wrote books with Jimmy, read the Bible in Spanish with Jimmy, rode electric scooters with him, is deacon at her church, voiced some skepticism about Geraldine Ferraro running for vice-president (sadly proved right that the US was not ready), nursed her husband through cancer, believed the Russians interfered in the 2016 election and supported Bernie Sanders, and as of April 2020 she and Jimmy have celebrated almost 74 years of marriage. 
I believe that Cynthia Barrett (Georgia native and Marsha Holland a.k.a. Barb’s Mom) should play her
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Summer TV Preview: 26 of the Best New and Returning Series to Watch!
Among ET’s 90 top picks for summer are our 26 most anticipated TV shows of the season.
Who says the best television is reserved for the fall, or even the spring, for that matter? Summer has proven to be a prime season for TV, with critically acclaimed shows (Mad Men), juicy reality (Survivor and American Idol) and surprise hits (Wayward Pines).
This summer is proving to be no different. The Bachelorette and World of Dancewill certainly provide us with our reality fix, while acclaimed shows like Insecure, Queen Sugar and Younger are all coming back with new seasons. But what will be our surprise hit? Ryan Murphy’s Pose? American Woman, from reality housewife-turned-producer Kyle Richards? Amy Adams in Sharp Objects? Or, perhaps, all of them! There are plenty of options to choose from.
The Bachelorette
Let’s do the damn thing! New Bachelorette Becca Kufrin is ready to find love again after being proposed to by Arie Luyendyk Jr. and publicly dumped on television. The premiere, featuring 28 suitors vying for Becca’s heart, is sure to be spicy, as the 28-year-old publicist will be unexpectedly reunited with a guy from her past. While the drama and tears will surely be flowin’, we’re so ready for Becca to reach peak happiness. Arie who?
Premieres: Monday, May 28 at 8 p.m. ET/PT on ABC
Six
Olivia Munn makes her debut on the second season of the Navy SEAL drama, playing badass CIA officer Gina Kline. Highly intelligent and cunning, Gina has dedicated her entire life to the clandestine world of dangerous government assignments. Her latest mission? Hunting down a mysterious terrorist only known as the Prince, which becomes her most personal yet.
Premieres: Monday, May 28 at 10 p.m. ET/PT on History
World of Dance
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J.Lo, Ne-Yo, Derek Hough and Jenna Dewan are back and ready to find the latest talent in the world of dance! Already renewed for a third season, the super fun competition show will welcome another top-level talent to the fold, Julianne Hough, as a mentor for season two. Bring it on!
Premieres: Tuesday, May 29 at 10 p.m. ET/PT on NBC
Queen Sugar
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When Oprah Winfrey and Ava DuVernay are involved, you drop everything. The third season continues the Bordelon family’s fight as they try to save their family farm and father’s legacy as they navigate their own personal journeys. They soon find that their fight extends beyond their close-knit family to the community. Rutina Wesley, Kofi Siriboe, Bianca Lawson, Dawn-Lyen Gardner, Ethan Hutchison and Nicholas Ashe are back for more family drama.
Premieres: Tuesday, May 29 at 10 p.m. ET/PT on OWN
Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt
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Netflix
It’s time to say goodbye to Kimmy Schmidt. The first six episodes of the fourth and final season of the quirky Ellie Kemper comedy launch this month (the seven remaining episodes will premiere at a later date) and we’re not ready to bid farewell to our favorite cult member-turned-HR manager. Joining the zany world are Busy Philipps, Greg Kinnear, Bobby Moynihan and Aidy Bryant, with familiar faces Jon Hamm, Amy Sedaris and Zosia Mamet also returning.
Premieres: Wednesday, May 30 at 12:01 a.m. PT on Netflix
Pose
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Ryan Murphy is back at FX with Pose. Set in the 1980s, the eight-episode drama explores the juxtaposition of several segments of life and society in New York: the ball culture world, the rise of the luxury Trump-era universe and the downtown social and literary scene. Featuring the largest transgender cast in series regular roles in TV history, as well as the biggest recurring cast of LGBTQ actors for a scripted series, the ensemble also includes James Van Der Beek, Kate Mara and Evan Peters.
Premieres: Sunday, June 3 at 10 p.m. ET/PT on FX
Dietland
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AMC
Don’t mess with Julianna Margulies. The Good Wife and ER alum returns to the small screen as red-haired glamazon Kitty Montgomery, the narcissistic boss of fashion magazine writer Plum Kettle (Joy Nash). Based on Sarai Walker’s 2015 best-selling novel and created by Marti Noxon (Girlfriends’ Guide to Divorce, UnREAL), Dietland unveils Plum’s journey to self-awakening while exploring a multitude of issues faced by women today -- including patriarchy, misogyny, rape culture and unrealistic beauty standards. Plus, it’s sexy, provocative and oh, so juicy!
Premieres: Monday, June 4 at 9 p.m. ET/PT on AMC
Younger
Team Charles or Team Josh? That is the ultimate question! The TV Land favorite returns for its fifth season, and we can’t wait to see what’s in store for Liza (Sutton Foster) as she navigates life and love in the Big Apple, most of the time pretending to be a younger, 20-something version of her actual self. Creator Darren Star hinted that a big premiere-ending bombshell will “change the equation for the entire series going forward.” Uh oh, what could it be?
Premieres: Tuesday, June 5 at 10 p.m. ET/PT on TV Land
Marvel's Cloak and Dagger
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Freeform
Another Marvel show is heading to TV, and this one just might fill the void left by Hulu’s teen-centric Runaways. Cloak and Dagger tells the story of Tandy Bowen (Olivia Holt) and Tyrone Johnson (Aubrey Joseph), two teenagers from different backgrounds who find themselves with newly acquired superpowers -- Tandy can throw light daggers, while Tyrone can control darkness -- that are mysteriously linked to one another. We’re so in.
Premieres: Thursday, June 7 at 8 p.m. ET/PT on Freeform
Nashville
The CMT drama prepares to bid adieu with the final eight episodes of the series, and we’re betting the drama is just ramping up for Juliette (Hayden Panettiere), Deacon (Charles Esten) and company. As the finale nears, the cast fondly remembered their six-season run, with Esten saying, “There was a magic in the very beginning. There will be magic in the very end."
Premieres: Thursday, June 7 at 9 p.m. ET/PT on CMT
American Woman
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Paramount Network
Inspired by the real-life childhood of Real Housewives of Beverly Hills star Kyle Richards, American Woman follows Bonnie (Alicia Silverstone), an unconventional mother struggling to raise her two daughters after leaving her husband in 1970s Los Angeles. With the help of her best friends, Kathleen (Mena Suvari), and Diana (Jennifer Bartels), Bonnie and her pals are about to discover their own brand of independence in a world reluctant to give it to them.
Premieres: Thursday, June 7 at 10 p.m. ET/PT on Paramount Network
Claws
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TNT
The claws are out in Manatee County, Florida! TNT’s female-led nail-erific crime drama is back with Niecy Nash leading the charge as Desna and her trusty crew of women embrace the darker side of their shady side business. But they’re about to face some formidable foes in the form of dangerous Russian gangsters. Even so, we’re 99.9 percent sure that Desna and company are more than capable of showing who’s boss.
Premieres: Sunday, June 10 at 9 p.m. ET/PT on TNT
The Bold Type
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Freeform
Our favorite trio -- Jane (Katie Stevens), Sutton (Meghann Fahy) and Kat (Aisha Dee) -- returns for two more seasons, and the girls of The Bold Type are truly upping the ante with a two-hour sophomore premiere. There’s a lot to look forward to: awesome friendship moments with the core trio, blossoming romances and even some illegal activity. Oy vey, we’re counting down to the show's return!
Premieres: Tuesday, June 12 at 8 p.m. ET/PT on Freeform
The Affair
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Showtime
Season four finds Noah (Dominic West), Helen (Maura Tierney), Alison (Ruth Wilson) and Cole (Joshua Jackson) in their own orbits, alienated from each other, spinning further and further away from where they all began. Each of them is involved in a new relationship, forcing them to decide if they’re ready and willing to leave the past behind for good. Sanaa Lathan joins the Showtime drama as Janelle, the tough-as-nails principal of the charter school where Noah teaches, with fellow new additions Ramon Rodriguez, Russell Hornsby and Phoebe Tonkin.
Premieres: Sunday, June 17 at 9 p.m. ET/PT on Showtime
Shades of Blue
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NBC
J.Lo is a busy bee this summer! The woman who does it all leads the third and final 10-episode season of her police procedural as Detective Harlee Santos, whose “poetic” arc ends with “true redemption.” “Now looking at it with a little distance, playing Harlee strengthened me and helped me grow into a more self-assured woman,” the 48-year-old star said in April when the final season was announced. “It's crazy how some parts permeate your soul and change you forever and for that I am grateful.”
Premieres: Sunday, June 17 at 10 p.m. ET/PT on NBC
Yellowstone
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Paramount Network
Yellowstone follows the Dutton family, led by patriarch John Dutton (Kevin Costner), who control the largest contiguous ranch in the country and must contend with constant attacks by land developers, clashes with an Indian reservation and conflict with America's first national park. From creator-director-writer Taylor Sheridan, the drama also stars Wes Bentley, Kelly Reilly, Luke Grimes, Dave Annable and Cole Hauser.
Premieres: Wednesday, June 20 at 9 p.m. ET/PT on Paramount Network
Marvel's Luke Cage
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Netflix
A powerful new villain is about to rock Luke Cage (Mike Colter) to his core. After the events of The Defenders, Luke returns to Harlem as a hometown hero, but it isn’t long before his newfound celebrity status attracts unwanted attention from Bushmaster, who also happens to wield bulletproof powers. Elementary star Lucy Liu directed the season premiere.
Premieres: Friday, June 22 at 12:01 a.m. PT on Netflix
GLOW
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Netflix
Do we really need to sell you on GLOW? It’s divine, and that’s all you need to know. Plus, Alison Brie is a force to be reckoned with. But, if you still needed another season to tune in for season two, Brie recently teased that there might just be a scene or two with some major breakdance action. Sold.
Premieres: Friday, June 29 at 12:01 a.m. PT on Netflix
Suits
Things are about to look very different in the world of Suits. The long-running legal drama said farewell to longtime stars Meghan Markle and Patrick J. Adams, but a new chapter is upon us with the addition of Katherine Heigl. The former Grey’s Anatomy star joins the high-stakes law world as attorney Samantha Wheeler, whom Gabriel Macht likened to Harvey Specter 2.0. “They're truly adversarial, but they sometimes mirror each other in their actions and their manipulative ways to accomplish what they need,” he teased to ET. “We'll see who's the better the poker player, who can kick more people in the knees."
Premieres: July on USA Network
Sharp Objects
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HBO
Five-time Oscar nominee Amy Adams stars in the eight-episode limited series, Sharp Objects, based on the 2006 novel by Gone Girl author Gillian Flynn. Adams plays reporter Camille Preaker, who returns to her hometown of Wind Gap, Missouri, to investigate the murders of two young girls, forcing her to face her personal demons. If the trailer is any indication of what lies ahead, this may be our new summer obsession.
Premieres: Sunday, July 8 at 9 p.m. ET/PT on HBO
Heathers
Originally scheduled to debut in March, Paramount Network pushed back the launch of the Heathers TV reboot after the Parkland, Florida, high school shooting on Feb. 14. Loosely inspired by the 1988 cult classic with Shannen Doherty (she’s back as a new character!) and Christian Slater, this 10-episode black comedy is set in modern-day Westerburg High School and revolves around Veronica Sawyer (Grace Victoria Cox) as she deals with the school's most popular (and most vicious) clique, the Heathers.
Premieres: Tuesday, July 10 on Paramount Network
Trial and Error
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NBC
Kristin Chenoweth takes over as the new lead on the sophomore season of Trial and Error: Lady Killer. The Tony and Emmy winner will play Lavinia Peck-Foster, an eccentric heiress known for her flamboyant outfits, large hats and hairless cat, who has not left the confines of Peck Gardens in ages. Lavinia calls on Josh Segal and Associates -- the team that got off Owl Murderer Larry Henderson (John Lithgow) -- to defend her after her husband is found stuffed into a suitcase in the back of her car.
Premieres: Thursday, July 19 at 9 p.m. ET/PT on NBC
Making It
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NBC
Amy Poehler and Nick Offerman are rollin’ up their sleeves for the six-episode competition series, where the most talented crafts makers from across the country will take on a variety of handmade projects in the hopes of impressing Poehler, Offerman and expert judges Simon Doonan and Dayna Isom Johnson. Honestly, we’re here for anything with these Parks and Recreation BFFs!
Premieres: Tuesday, July 31 at 10 p.m. ET/PT on NBC
The Sinner
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USA Network
Jessica Biel may not be returning in front of the camera, but she’s just as excited to be pulling the strings behind the scenes as an executive producer on the new season. Carrie Coon (The Leftovers, Fargo) joins returning cast member Bill Pullman as the new lead, playing Vera, a formidable yet mysterious woman who struggles between upholding the ideals of the community she leads and fulfilling her own desires.
Premieres: August on USA Network
Insecure
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Issa new season for the hilariously honest HBO comedy. (See what we did there?) Issa Rae -- sorry, two-time Golden Globe nominee Issa Rae -- is reason enough to tune in for another season of realness as we pick back up with Issa, her bestie Molly (Yvonne Orji) and ex-boyfriend Lawrence (Jay Ellis). Besides, we’re dying to know where exactly things are going to go after last season’s finale.
Premieres: Sunday, Aug. 12 at 10:30 p.m. ET/PT on HBO
Tom Clancy's Jack Ryan
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Amazon Studios
John Krasinski stars as the titular action hero in Amazon Prime’s highly anticipated TV adaptation of the popular Tom Clancy novels in his first series regular role since Jim Halpert on The Office. The series reintroduces Jack as an up-and-coming CIA analyst thrust into a dangerous field assignment for the first time and co-stars Wendell Pierce (Suits) and Abbie Cornish. More reason to spend a weekend in for a binge watch? It’s already renewed for a second season!
Premieres: Friday, Aug. 31 on Amazon Prime
MORE SUMMER PREVIEW:
Summer Film Preview: 27 of the Most Anticipated Movies of the Season!
Summer Music Preview: 17 Albums We Can’t Wait to Hear
Summer Theater Preview: 11 Must-See Broadway and Off-Broadway Shows
Summer Book Preview: 9 Beach Reads by Bill Clinton, Emily Giffin, Lauren Weisberger and More!
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