#Alex says that a lot to the three wives

[fazcinatingblog]

Big bopper is actually Alex's street name

[intheupside]

Survey Says: Guilty pleasure TV?

A lot of people aren't too proud of some of the TV shows they may watch, whether it's some bad reality show or a teen drama.

I wanted to know what Penguins players' guilty pleasure TV shows were for this Survey Says, and it turns out there's a lot of reality TV fans in the locker room (or now formerly of the locker room, in the case of some of the recently-traded). Here's what they all said.

Owen Pickering: I love "Gossip Girl." I'm so into it right now. I started two weeks ago and I'm two seasons in. It's so good.

Matt Grzelcyk: "Love Island," but the U.K. version. My girlfriend started watching it, and it's one of those where you don't want to admit, in the background, but then you start asking questions a little bit. Then I just watched the whole season. That's one I hate to admit.

P.O Joseph: "Gossip Girl" is great. "90210," "Californication," "Entourage," those are just some.

Marcus Pettersson: You know, I do watch "Love Island." My wife has probably watched "One Tree Hill" 100 times, I have watched that with her. So maybe "One Tree Hill" or "Love Island." We also watch "Paradise Hotel," a show in Sweden.

Sidney Crosby: I don't watch any reality TV at all, I barely watch shows. I don't have any guilty pleasure ones.

Drew O'Connor: I don't like the reality ones as much, I'll watch once in awhile. Probably "New Girl." If I need something to watch, I'll throw "New Girl" on for a couple episodes.

Sam Poulin: I'm watching "One Tree Hill" right now. I'm not obsessed with it yet, but it might become like that.

Vincent Desharnais: I really like the comfort shows like "The Office," "Friends," all those shows I can binge watch over and over again. I know all the seasons.

Ryan Graves: I used to like "The Bachelor," but I haven't watched that in years. I actually like "Big Brother", too. But the ones now are trash, like "Love Island" and those ones. No good. I liked "One Tree Hill."

Bryan Rust: "Friends." It's on Nick at Night still, for like three hours a night. It's played on repeat basically every night.

Phil Tomasino: I'm not into that stuff, reality TV, you know? Honestly, I don't have one. I'm a very serious TV show critic. I don't have a stupid one. I watched "Too Hot to Handle," the first season. Didn't watch it after, so I wouldn't even consider that a guilty pleasure.

Matt Nieto: I'm watching "Love Is Blind" right now, that's it right now.

Boko Imama: "South Park." Just a nice little background show that I like to have on.

Joel Blomqvist: One of those "Love Island" shows back home, or something. I've watched a season.

Jesse Puljujarvi: (Equipment manager Jon Taglianetti chimes in, 'He watches the Mormon wives show.') NO! I don't have any.  

Kris Letang: Does it have to be tacky? "Lucifer."

Tristan Jarry: Probably "Yellowstone," or any murder mystery show. I watch a lot of those on the plane.

Blake Lizotte: It's not really guilty pleasure, but I'd say "Friday Night Lights."

Alex Nedeljkovic: I used to watch "The Bachelor." Maybe "How I Met Your Mother." My wife's into that Vanderpump show. 

Jack St. Ivany: Oh, "Gossip Girl." We watched it in college, like all our roommates did. We acted like we hated it but I loved it. It was a great show.

Kevin Hayes: I don't watch it anymore, but my favorite show growing up was "One Tree Hill."

Noel Acciari: "Below Deck," all the charter ships and sailing.

Valtteri Puustinen: I watch so many Finnish TV shows, not much from the U.S. or Canada. One Finnish TV show, I've been watching all my life. It stared in 1999, and I've been watching it maybe 20-something years -- It's "Salatut elämät" (a Finnish soap opera that translates as "Secret Lives")

Anthony Beauvillier: "How I Met Your Mother," and "One Tree Hill."

Rickard Rakell: I watch "Paradise Hotel" right now. It's a Swedish reality show kind of like "Love Island."

Ryan Shea: I have seen "Love Island" a couple of times, it's so catchy. At first I watched it because I thought it was kind of crazy, the whole concept of it. But it's actually catchy.

Cody Glass: "Gossip Girl" is a big one. I've been grinding "How I Met Your Mother." And "Ted Lasso" is always a feel-good one.

Michael Bunting: I was actually huge into "Love Island" in Toronto, a lot of us would watch that. I'm kind of off of it now. But you know what? The last one I watched was "Love is Blind."

Erik Karlsson: I watch all of them. "Love Island," "The Challenge" is really good. I stopped watching "The Bachelor" and "Bachelorette," I'm over it.

tanger watching lucifer and erik watching ALL the reality tv shows is so on brand

[braden-holtbys]

Back To Me

A/N: Hi it's me, back on my bs again! Here's another fic I've been working on. It's a bit rushed, but please let me know if a part two is wanted and/or if I should make more fics!

Warnings: angst( ?), maybe a bit of depression

Daniel Ricciardo x reader - more is under the cut!

“Y/N, I'm sorry. I can’t keep doing this,” Daniel said abruptly, moving his cup closer and using the straw to swirl the ice. He tried to not make any eye contact with you, he knew those words cut you deep. You sat there shocked, your jaw practically dropped to the ground. “I’m so sorry Y/N. I think we just got caught up in our romantic feelings and we’ve become so busy with each other and our jobs. Maybe it’s just that this is a distraction….”

“Danny, can- can we talk about this? Think it over?.” you asked while trying to not cry, choking on your words. You didn’t want to make a big scene while you two were at your favorite cafe. Those memories? Gone. 

“I’m so, so sorry Y/N,” he replied quietly, frowning and still avoidant. “I need to get back to practice.” Just like that, he got up and left you alone. You watched as he left the cafe, seemingly with no regret, no looking back. 

I can make you mad

I can make you scream

I can make you cry

I can make you leave

I can make you hate me

For everything

But I can't make you come back to me

Ricciardo, Daniel Ricciardo. That was about seven months ago and since then you’ve struggled to make it day to day without that sunshine of yours. You missed his laugh, his smile, those big brown eyes of his, everything… Three and a half years down the drain in a single moment because of what? You being a distraction? You’ve seen posts here and there on your socials speculating that that might’ve been encouraged by his press officer. Lots of comments saying the same thing like ‘Way to get rid of the distraction,’ ‘Y’all did them dirty,’ ‘They were so happy together and he was doing well’ stuff like that. 

You still kept in contact with some of the other wives and girlfriends of the other drivers. In fact, you were somewhat close with Alex’s and George’s girlfriends, and occasionally they’d come over to your flat in Barcelona to help cheer you up. You were studying abroad in Spain trying to get your masters in mechanical engineering, focusing on automotive mechanics. It was tough for sure, but you managed. It seemed that every time you watched a race since the break up, he’s been struggling too, you can see it in his demeanor. His teammates and other drivers seemed to give him shit for breaking up with you. Little did you know that it was actually the idea of his press officer. There were days where you’d lay in bed staring at the ceiling wondering where you went wrong. No doubt, the both of you actually missed each other, but unbeknownst to you, he desperately wanted you by his side again. You, on the other hand, actually wondered if he was doing the same thing, staying up and thinking about you. 

The girls came over to the flat to get you out of the place, get a breath of fresh air, soak up the beautiful sunshine. They were so worried about you and how you struggled to care for yourself.

“Aw girls, you didn’t have to take me out to the spa! I mean it!,” You exclaimed, you just didn’t want them to worry so much. 

“Y/N please don’t worry about it! We want what’s best for you,” Carmen replied, Lily nodded as she agreed. 

“Plus, he’s been depressed and struggling as much as you have,” Lily added. “I truly think that this wasn’t his idea, but rather a forced one.”

“Ya think? I mean it could be possible.” You replied quietly. “When’s the next race? I have a break coming up this week.”

“Uhhh-”

“I believe this week actually, here in Barcelona,” Carmen interjected before Lily could reply.

“Oh shit that’s right. Mind if I tag along with the both of you?,” you asked, some hope in your voice. You saw their eyes light up as they squealed in happiness. It was like they were waiting for you to make that move. 

Called me all day

But I never pick up

Instead of pulling my weight

Always pushing my luck

You gave me all that I could take

Yeah, I took it all for granted

Head up in the clouds

Yeah, I never understand it

—

“What movie did you wanna watch love?,” Daniel asked as you sat down on the couch and cuddled with him. 

“Um I’m good with pretty much anything, just no horror,” you chuckled as you watched him flip through the channels. Nothing really jumped out to either of you.

“Do you just wanna watch an anime movie or something like that?,” he ended up asking. 

“Of course,” you whispered with a smile. You could feel his body vibrate as he chuckled. 

That memory always stuck with him for whatever reason. Maybe it was because it was a long race week and he didn’t do so hot. It might’ve been that his season with McLaren was so stressful on him, plus the stress of being on Red Bull and Renault that had followed him. 

“Hellooooooooooooooo—--,” Lando blurted as he waved a hand in front of Daniel’s face. “Earth to Danielllllllll.” Daniel had snapped out of his daydream.

“What’s up?,” He asked as he looked up at Lando from his seat.

“You good? You’ve been staring off into space and daydreaming a bunch, man. Whatcha thinking about?,” Lando had asked. 

“Uhhhhhh,” Daniel started. He didn’t want to admit that he was thinking about you, but… “Just thinking about Y/N.”

“Dude it’s been a while. Have you spoken to her lately or nah?,” he asked as he took a seat next to the Aussie. Daniel shook his head ‘no’ even though he has thought about it several times in the last seven months. “You know, I heard through a couple birdies that she might show up to the Spanish grand prix.”

“Where’d you get that info?,” the Aussie immediately asked, looking at the youngster as if he was speaking another language. Alas, the young one had the widest grin on his face.

“I’m not allowed to say…,” He chuckled. “But, just know that I’m rooting for you both to get back together. Honestly, we all are dude. We can tell that you’ve been off since then.” He felt so nervous at the thought of seeing you again, it almost made him nauseous yet excited. God, he so desperately wanted to see you again and apologize for the pain and the fuck up. 

He missed your smile, your voice, the way you carried yourself with confidence, your smarts, everything. He missed the way you looked at him after his races, no matter how he did, you had a sparkle in your eyes only for him. 

“Anyways, I’m gonna get some food. Want anything?,” Lando asked as he got up from his spot.

“Nah I’m good. Thanks man,” Daniel replied as he smiled.

He understands that your education comes first, but he wishes that you’d finish already so you could be by his side at the paddock with whatever team he’s on. Daniel knew that when he sees you, you both have to talk and that he won't let you go ever again. He’s struggled to sleep at night, his house empty without the love of his life. 

It was a surprise that neither of you blocked each other on anything, but you guessed that the other wasn’t interested in that. Rather it was like you both were interested in getting back into each other’s life.

—-

I remember thinking

I don't need you

But then time passed by

And it's so untrue

Now I'm the rain over your parade

Reason you're over me

Yeah, I always keep making the same mistakes

Maybe I never deserved you anyways

You counted down the days until the Grand Prix came around. Your phone started to ding every so often as you got texts from the girls, but what startled you is that Daniel started to text you again. He’d occasionally send a ‘hey’ or ‘how have you been?’, but what threw you off was when he suddenly asked if he could call. Honestly you’ve just been ignoring his texts because at this point, it’s been eight months since your break up.

He got the point, yet he still persisted like the badger he is. You were alarmed by your phone suddenly ringing. You rolled over in bed to look at it - ‘Danny </3’. Rolling your eyes, you let it go to voicemail. 

‘What the hell? Why is he calling me now?’ 

The phone rang again, but this time you finally picked up.

“Um… hello?,” You asked reluctantly. “I’m surprised you didn’t get rid of my number.” He chuckled, and God, you missed that so much. 

“Hello to you too Y/N,” Daniel responded as he cleared his throat. “I’m glad that you picked up.” “What’s up?,” You asked, trying to not sound angry or annoyed. 

“I- I know it’s been a while since we last saw each other. I really wanna talk to you because I really fucked up,” he replied, almost seeming like he was going to cry. “I made a really bad mistake.”

“Oh really? You don’t say Danny,” you stated, rolling your eyes at the obvious. 

“Look, obviously things didn’t go as we had wanted, and I want to talk to you about it. I’m in town tomorrow and have some free time before practice. Let’s meet up at the cafe near your flat, yeah?,” He asked with some hope in his voice. “Are you free too?”

“Uhhh, yes I am actually.”

“Great I’ll shoot you a text and see ya tomorrow.”

“That’s fine.”

As soon as the call ends, he shoots a text with the time and place. Pits were forming in your stomach, like butterflies wanting to fly away. Tomorrow couldn’t be here any sooner and you wanted to tell him off, but also tell him that you needed him so bad. 

I can make you mad

I can make you scream

I can make you cry

I can make you leave

I can make you hate me

For everything

But I can't make you

Come back to me

I can make a world

Out of broken dreams

I can make you say things

You don't mean

I can unmake

All we were made to be

But I can't make you come back to me

The next day rolled around, and you felt so nervous as that pit never left your stomach, but at least you felt cute in your favorite summer dress. It was a pink, knee length dress with strawberry prints and spaghetti straps. You sat in the corner of the cafe, a booth that was quiet and somewhat secluded from the rest of the place. It felt like an eternity waiting for him to come around as you fucked around on your phone. Not even five minutes passed and Daniel finally showed up, sliding into the seat. 

“Hey Danny, long time no see,” You said quietly with a small smile. “What did you want to talk about?”

“I really wanted to say that I’m sorry for breaking up with you. It hurt me then, it hurts me still, and it was a mistake. My- my press officer thought that this relationship was too distracting for me and was hindering my results. I thought it was a fucked up thing to do, and I will always regret this because at the time - I guess it would be best for the both of us,” Danny explained, tears already in your eyes. 

“I was holding you back? That’s rich coming from them,” you scoffed at the mere fact that the press officer really thought that. “I’m sorry that they thought about us like that.”

“Don’t be,” he replied. “I realized some time after that they were just creating drama in order for me to get better results.”

“Look Danny,” you started, “I’m sure we could’ve worked this out sooner. Maybe if we just put in a bit more effort and communication, then maybe - I don’t know. Maybe I just don’t understand why I was the breaking point…,” you trailed off, almost crying because you felt defeated. Danny moved over to your side of the booth to comfort you, lifting up your chin to make you look at those dreamy eyes of his. They longed for you, and  no one else. 

“Y/N,” He started to say, an apologetic tone in his voice. “I’m so sorry I made you feel that way. Honestly, I was miserable without you and our home feels so empty without you. I want you back so bad. Would you be interested in trying again?” You looked at him in shock, unable to say much at the moment, and it was like the whole cafe went silent. Time felt like it was moving slowly, just for you both.

“Y- Well, I - Yes, I would like to try again, but …,” You were hesitant. “However, it seems that there are things we both need to work on. I’d like for the both of us to work on it together, only if that’s okay with you.” He gave you the widest smile ever, something you haven’t seen in forever, especially something so genuine. 

“I’d love that,” Daniel whispered as he put his forehead on yours. 

Calling all day

Tryna make things right

Just to fuck it all up

When I see you tonight

Since you told me hit the road

I've been running on empty

If anything I know

It's how to ruin a happy ending

I remember when you still needed me

Don't know how I let it go so easily

Now I'm the cloud to your sunny days

Reason you run away

Don't know how I keep making the same mistakes

Maybe I never deserved you anyway

[vertiny]

as 2024 comes to a close, we take time to reflect on it.

i was able to make new friends, i was able to strengthen the bonds with current friends, i was even able to create with friends. 2024 was a year full of ups and downs, and plenty of moments with my head in my hands, but hopefully, it's a year i can look back on and be happy with. i laughed, i cried, i screamed, i joked, i overcame fears, i did a lot of things. i'm a sappy person, but yet, i find it hard to describe all the emotions i felt this year.

either way, thank you all for being a part of my 2024, and i can't wait for us to explore 2025 ♡

now onto the truly sappy part, i love you my friends 🤍

the hhu wives; mary (@chwedout) bec (@storyoflight) and alex - my true ride or dies… god i don’t think i could've gotten through a good portion of this year without you guys, so thank you for that and for being there for me. you three have been pillars of my time here and i love being able to be a part of your time here too, being able to see you explore your interests and what you create. fr hope one day we can all meet up and go to that svt concert. i love you guys sm ♡

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viv (@innielove) - my wiv, my wife !! you've fr kept me sane so many times this year 😭 you've been there through all my ups and downs, had to put up with my annoying ass “what do we think?��� photoshop questions, and my questionable decisions with my time management. we’ve celebrated together, we've raged together, we've (joked about) gaming together (one day we will sdv together), we've cried together. i can't wait to see what mischief and bullshittery we get up to. you're (unfortunately) stuck with me, my forever point and laugher teammate ♡

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rin (@leedonghun) - my rinlove ! truly one of my favouritest people on this app (and in this world). you're my (almost) birthday twin<3 i truly hope the coming year is kind to you. but as for this year? thank you for being with me. thank you for being there any time i needed someone to talk to. thank you for being so kind and open and loving to me. you are one of the sweetest people i’ve truly had the pleasure of knowing, and i’m always carrying you in my heart ♡

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anne (@applejongho) - anne ! my literal twin from the other half of the world !! y’know it’s wild to me that we’re friends now bc you were such a big blog in my eyes for atiny, like, i was just waving from afar? but now !! all the shenanigans and tomfoolery is ours (menace!yeosang dot png) you’re such a wonderful person, and i genuinely get so much joy from our friendship and our conversations. i’ll make sure to keep two joker costumes on standby for us should we ever need them 😉 thank you for being such a kind and loving and amazing friend to me, you are stuck with me now sorry (not sorry) ♡

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anna (@lavandulacosmos) - anna !! you are truly one of the sweetest people i’ve ever met !! you bring so much kindness in every interaction i’ve had with you and i almost always leave a conversation with you laughing. you are also so talented, your drawings are so detailed and cool and have so many callbacks hidden within. you truly are atzsource’s government assigned yunho. i’ll always have a second shovel on standby for us when the teezers act up and we need graves. thank you for being so kind and encouraging for all my ideas and tangents ♡

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ann (@seonghwacore) - ann ! you are one of my favourite enablers. you also enjoy my stupid ideas (aka thank you for shopping at vertiny) and that’s plenty enough for me. you’re such a creative force, even if you haven’t had much time / much want recently to create, but i am always in love with your content, no matter what it is. it’s always fun (affectionate) to see the shinestar in you break out bc it’s so understandable. thank you for being silly with me ♡ (my eldritch being says hello to akira btw)

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jules (@gymleader) - jules !! genuinely one of my favourite memories of the year was properly introducing you to onlyoneof and your reactions to it bc #real. i think we also fr need to yap about kingdom hearts together bc you get it and we deserve it !!! you’re always down to talk about anything and everything, so it’s always fun having conversations with you and i hope we can have more in the coming year ♡

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linnea (@excitingsound) - linnea !! you’ve always been so kind and understanding, and i’ve had so much fun getting to know you and be in these fandom spaces with you. i hope you enjoyed diving into tbz and their music. you’ve been a powerhouse in keeping the net steady and keeping up to date with it, and i’ve always enjoyed our conversations, i can’t wait to keep getting to know you more ♡

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shine (@yngseung) - shine !! it’s been so wonderful to reconnect with you this year and get to keep getting to know you. you were one of my first verrer mutuals and i always loved how beautiful your gifs were (still are) and i still like to look back on those as if looking back on photos in a photo album. it’s been fun to get to know you more, talk games with you, concert experiences (still holding out hope for that possible day6 concert !!) and come to understand that we’re on the opposite ends of hot and cold 😭 but fr, thank you for reaching back out to me and wanting to be my friend. i look forward to getting to know even more next year ♡

merry christmas, happy holidays, happy new year, i hope the year is kind to us all, and i can't wait to see what 2025 brings us ♡

[jennifriend]

Dear OFMD,

I wasn’t sure who to address this to, at first. There are so many options, so many people instrumental in the creation of this show that means so much to me and so many others. David Jenkins, Taika Waititi, Vico Ortiz, Alex Sherman, and the rest of the producers, directors, writers, cast and crew. I did try to list out everyone, but it took up the whole first page. My social media follows exploded when I began watching.

The thing is, I’ve never quite been comfortable in my skin. I knew something was off about my gender as early as 8, possibly earlier, but eight is when I remember actually thinking that I wasn’t a girl for the first time.

I wasn’t a boy, either, but it was the eighties, and I didn’t know the term non-binary, or that gender was as much a brain thing as a body thing. So I shoved it down, along with the thought that the kids at my school should hurry up and learn the lessons already so we could go onto the next thing and that I hated wearing dresses, except when I loved it.

And then, I just . . . didn’t think about gender for a long time. Not when trans people were the butt of all the jokes in the movies in the nineties, not when trans stories, real trans stories started getting told in the aughts.

Someone gave me the word agender, once, when I was curious and asked what might describe someone who felt neither man nor woman, and never had, and I went with that. I still go with that, or enby, whichever I’m comfortable with in the moment. I was forty. Thirty-two years of not even knowing I was looking for that word, and I was.

And then a year or so later, someone talked me into watching Our Flag Means Death. 

I write. I’ve published. When you send a story out, you never know what other people are going to think of it, what symbolism they’re going to find, how they’re going to interpret this thing or that thing. So I don’t know if you realized when you finished filming the first season and sent it for edits, or finished the second season and watched us foam at the mouth for it, how the fans were going to react. 

There are a lot more of us out in the world that don’t feel quite right in whatever gender box we’ve been put in than anyone realizes, I think. And I think a lot of us gender-weirdos are fans of this show.

It’s not just Stede, and his love for fine things. It’s Ed, with his hidden silk, and his softly admitting to “maybe” liking “a fine fabric.” It’s not just Jim being outed, and everyone going right back to normal after they figure out that that’s what Jim wants. It’s not even just Wee John’s wonderful performance as Calypso.

It’s also Wee John sitting down to sew and saying he used to sew dresses with his mom. It’s calling Izzy the ship’s “new unicorn” and it’s also Izzy wearing make up. It’s everyone wearing flowers. 

It’s Spanish Jackie having nineteen husbands, and maybe some wives.

It’s a meme of any of the characters that’s just a screenshot and the word “gender” written across it.

It’s the concept of “assigned knives at birth” 

And it’s the community that this show created to let us feel free to explore all of this. We can bounce ideas off of each other, we can explore new identities, and you - the cast, the crew, the writers of this show - you have given us a safe space to do so.

I’ve been on the outskirts of a lot of fan spaces. I’ve never wanted to step into them because at their core, they seemed so toxic and gatekept. I’ve never felt that from the fans here (we’re not perfect, and there are a lot of very angry arguments over things that I hope you never see).

So yeah, this is my love letter to Our Flag Means Death, the show that helped me figure out, at forty-three, that my gender is, well, me. And it doesn’t have to fit anyone else’s label.

Thank you for creating it.

Thank you for writing it.

Thank you for acting in it.

Jenn

[flcnnerys]

&& chase

⸻ timothee chalamet, 26, cismale, he/him; ] … the photo on the missing poster is of CHASE FLANNERY. they are TWENTY-SIX, and have been missing for SEVEN MONTHS. when the sun rises, they work as ENTERTAINER. rumors in town say they can be NONSENSICAL and SCRAPPY. they chose to live in THE COMMON HOUSE, and have an uncanny resemblance to SCHMIDT (New Girl), SALEM (Sabrina the Teenage Witch), DENNIS REYNOLDS (It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia), ALEX RUSSO (Wizards of Waverly Place), OLIVER PUTNAM (Only Murders in the Building). can they survive another night ?

BIO - STATS - MIRROR - PINTEREST

*// A E S T H E T I C S

scraped knees against concrete, a lonely piano in a dimly lit theater, shaky tv static from an unknown channel, sharpie stains on fingertips that bleed onto everything you own, the fizzing of an energy drink can popping open, the thrum in your chest from loudspeakers on a stage, novelty trucker hats with inappropriate phrases, howling winds outside the window, the burning smell of microwaved gummy bears, kissing your reflection in the mirror, the fast heart beat in the aftermath of too much caffeine, neon fluorescents and the shadows they cast over your face, the aching silence of home after a long day.

*// I N Q U I R I E S

How did your muse spend their first night in Arcadia, and where?

His car had stalled out in the middle of the main road right after the sun went down. A few straggling townsfolk were dashing around for safety, but to Chase, they were just weirdos afraid of the dark. He had gotten out of his car and it took a little bit too long for him to realize that there were… not people, but somethings stalking over from the forest where he came from. One got close enough to him for Chase to see the entrails stuck to the sharpest teeth he’d ever seen. One horrified scream and a kind townsperson had him sprinting into the Common house. He shook like a leaf, terrified and in complete denial at what he just saw. Some weird… no, there were all sorts of odd wives tales in the middle of the forests, and Chase always had something of an overactive imagination. How come he hadn’t seen them before? It’s like they were calling his name all night, urging him outside. He didn’t sleep all night, and didn’t sleep the next two nights after that. How would he ever sleep again?

Why did your muse choose to live where they do?

The Common House is what gave him his first refuge and after his first night, he didn’t leave the building for three days. He was starving and sleep deprived despite taking the least stained mattress he could see in the corner of the second floor. On the fourth day, he managed to get all of his stuff out of his car before the gas was siphoned from it, and he stayed put at the Common House, crawling up to the attic and calling it home in… well, not no time, but soon enough.

What was your muse doing when they came across the tree?

Panicking about getting lost. Chase isn’t the type that was super into the woods, or hiking, or any place that civilization didn’t breach. The band he and his friends started had a gig further up state, in a more off-the-beaten-path area, a small music festival that had an open slot. It was great to be wanted, to know they were good enough for that… but he had just been cast in a brand new, Off Broadway show that was already garnering a lot of interest, and rehearsals hadn’t even started yet.

It was a crossroads that he didn’t know how to solve. His original dreams of musical theater were so close in his grasp, yet at the same time… he loved the band with his friends. He knew he had to commit to one. Chase drove all night to get to the small town and that tree, that stupid fallen hunk of wood made him take such a detour that caused the GPS in his cell phone to bug out, which was not an opportune time to get lost.

Has your muse left anything behind that they are desperately trying to return to or escape?

Chase is very much in denial about being here in the first place, still holding on to some sort of maddening hope that he would get out of here and continue his life. He was facing a lot of really good news - he got cast in a new show that had so much potential, and the band he and his friends started in college was starting to gain some basic notoriety. He had a lot planned, and lots to prove, in his eyes. How was he supposed to break the news to his bandmates, who all clearly worked so much harder at this than he did? Would he be able to balance both?

That didn’t matter much anymore, did it? That stupid tree made the decisions for him.

*// T H R E A D T R A C K E R

(owed in bold)

Total: 8

Cara / Chase

Clover / Chase

Joel / Chase (event)

Jude / Chase (event)

Maverick / Chase

Nick / Chase

Rylee / Chase

(starters to write)

[wheelin-after-midnight]

10.

What’s better: winter break or spring break?

I don't really have a preference because those breaks don't apply to me anymore, but I'm gonna go with spring just because I passionately hate winter in this country.

Are you cold, hot, or comfortable at the moment?

A little chilly, but nothing I can't handle.

How many concerts have you been to in your life?

I've seen Jann Arden three times, in three different venues, two different cities. I also saw Whitney Houston's concert for a post-apartheid South Africa when they remastered the show from Durban, 1994, and released it in theatres in October. If she were still alive, I wouldn't actually count that, but I never had a chance to see her while she was here. The theatre was not extremely big, but those of us that were there were singing and boppin' along and crying like we were at one of her actual shows. The sound was also amazing. You could feel the floor vibrating. It was the next best thing to actually being present in South Africa at that time.

What’s your favorite TV show?

Empire is definitely one of them. Army Wives, You, Me, Her.

Would you ever have sex with the last person you texted?

Ew. That's my mother. 🤢

Would you rather paint your room puke green, or eat a potato bug?

Paint a room puke green. I'll just paint over it later. I'm not eating a potato bug.

How old were you when you had the chicken pox?

Four or five, maybe. I remember I only had a few of them, but my mother ended up being absolutely covered in them.

Ever had a friend named Alex or John?

Yes to both, but not extremely close friends.

Are you one who misses a lot of school, just because?

I was absent a lot, but I mostly had legit medical reasons or appointments. I would just work ahead while I was out so I didn't fall behind the class.

What type of music do you listen to the most?

I hate this question. It's in the same vein as "what's your favorite song?" I don't know. I have 6,500 songs on my Spotify, man. I could maybe narrow it down to my top 100. My favourites rotate. I like such a large, eclectic variety of music across so many decades. Anything from about the 50's to today. I can't pick just one genre. Country was my first love and what I grew up on and grew up singing as a young kid. I also like R&B/soul, Motown, some gospel stuff even though I'm an atheist now and don't really identify with or find comfort in my family's beliefs, pop, rock, reggae, easy listening, Latin/Spanish music... Idk. Literally everything, dude. The only things I don't really listen to are heavy metal and screamo type stuff, but it doesn't mean I hate it. One of my best friends is pretty into music like that and I'll listen to it with her and let her teach me about artists or bands in that space. I think it's important to be present and genuinely support the interests and passions of people I really care about, especially because those who were meant to care about me aren't that present at all and basically just shit on mine.

What are you looking forward to in the next month?

Nothing. I can't even say Christmas. I hate it.

Is there anyone that you’d love to just spill your guts to?

Anyone I wish I could genuinely spill my guts to about certain things wouldn't listen or care, so I likely won't bother ever again.

When was the last time you painted a picture?

With my Nan when I was a kid. It's still hanging in my place. She let me put my name on the canvas, but she had a heavy hand in how well it turned out. I'm not a very skilled artist in that sense at all. She was.

Where is the person you have feelings at right now?

Home, asleep or just waking up.

Can you drive? When did/do you get your license?

No. I never will.

Have you ever had to get braces?

Leg ones, not on my teeth.

What brand and flavor was the last gum you chewed?

Mint.

Are you happy with your relationship status?

It's an open relationship. I agreed to that and it's a long story I'm not gonna get into here. I don't completely hate it, but I would prefer it to be closed and just her and I. That's how we used to be and just what I would personally prefer. I love her more than I hate the open aspect of things, and our relationship is healthy and going well on the whole.

What did you have for lunch today? Was it good?

I don't really have set meals. I just eat when I'm hungry or when I wake up. The first and only thing I've eaten so far today is bacon and cheese on toast with mayo.

Which one: chocolate chip or sugar cookie?

Sugar cookies.

Who was the last person that you sincerely apologized to?

I don't know. I have a tendency to over apologize a little bit. I don't remember the last time I was genuinely at fault for something and it was warranted.

Do you like the smell of gasoline? Why or why not?

I do.

Do you like the color orange? Is it your favorite?

No. It's probably my least favorite next to yellow. I do think orange cats are pretty cute, though.

What kind of ice cream did you last eat?

I don't remember. I don't eat it very often. I have to be in the mood for it. I'm not the biggest fan.

What kind of stuff do you like on your hot dogs?

I'm usually not too big on hot dogs either, tbh. But if I do eat one I'll usually just put mayo on it.

Have you ever been in a spelling bee?

In school as a kid.

Do you enjoy talking on the telephone? Who do you talk to the most?

Yeah, but I hardly ever hear other people's voices generally. I talk to babe on the phone, if anyone. Sometimes dad, but not often.

Do you think the last person you texted is attractive?

No.

Does it bother you when people don’t answer questions with exact answers?

If it's something that requires an exact answer, yeah.

Do you know how to snap your fingers?

Yeah.

In what order do you get ready in the mornings?

If I'm showering when I get up, I make sure I feed Nippy her wet and dry foods and clean her boxes first, take a shower, get out, put on deodorant, underwear, pants, bra/top, brush my hair, brush my teeth. If I choose to skip the shower that day it's basically the same, but minus that part and going straight to food and/or coffee after getting dressed.

When did you last cry? What for?

I cry pretty much daily. Sick of some of the things my disability causes me to deal with, depressed and anxious about having to move.

Where were you at 9:18 this morning?

Asleep.

When was the last time you consumed alcohol? Last night.

The 2nd to last person you texted, how did you meet them?

Elementary school.

Do you call it a crush, or do you just say you like someone?

Neither. I say I love her because it's way more serious than like or a crush.

Have you been drunk in the last week?

No.

What’s your favorite thing to eat for breakfast?

I just eat when I'm hungry or when I wake up, which isn't always at the same time or in the early mornings, but if I do want breakfast type food, it's often eggs or something with eggs incorporated.

[itstheheebiejeebies]

15, 16, 17, and 19 for the mota ask game! <3

15) comfort character, hmmm. Crosby maybe? Or Bubbles? Not quite sure. They occupy a lot of my thoughts though.

16) I'd let Croz, Bubbles, Buck, Brady, Rosie, or DeMarco babysit any pets I had. And Buck is only allowed to if he promises to keep Bucky in line because god knows he'd bring him along.

17) I could probably list for ages here on who deserved more screentime. But I'll start with Curt and Bubbles. Especially since Bubbles died much later than that irl. They're so fun and have such great friendships with the guys that were severely under explored. Then I'd say Hambone, Ev, and Dougie. Those three are so great and we barely scraped the surface with them. Give me stuff about the fact that they're all married to gals and Ham and Ev's wives are living with Jean during the war too. Then there's Jack, my sweet suffering air exec. He deserves a thousand hours of screen time. And we have Macon, Alex, and Daniels who get so fucking little it's practically criminal.

19) I've answered this before here, it's th goblin riddle because Goblin Fort Superiority and it's the thesis of things in a way.

MotA asks

[silverhallow]

May I respectfully request a drabble of drunk, then hungover Michael and Phillip?

I have no idea if this is any good as my muse is being a prick… but here I hope you enjoy it

It hadn’t meant to get out of hand like it did.

It had been a while since Phillip and Michael had seen one another and they’d planned just a few quiet drinks whilst their wives were with the children…

That was what they had planned…

But it went slightly wayward after Michael got out the bottle of Whiskey and then totally out of hand when the second bottle came out… neither were in control of what was going on anymore.

The two men were the closest in age out of the male Spouses. Phillip and Sophie were the same age but with Simon being 10 years older than them, they were just 3 years apart but both in the same boat so had bonded from the off.

They had inherited titles they never expected to get. Phillip had been the second son and Michael the cousin…

But both… had had the responsibility thrust upon them and it was down to them to deal with it all and found the other man to be quite sympathetic to their plight.

Out of all the Bridgerton’s and Spouses, both had other’s that they got on better with. Phillip with Sophie, Michael with Colin, both of whom were incidentally the same age as them but if made to choose their second, they would always choose one another but it was rare that they’d have time with just the two of them.

Sophie and Benedict had written to say that 6 year old Violet had a little bit of a fever so they were going to have to miss dinner and Colin and Penelope were in London visiting her mother with their brood so it had just been the two couples and after dinner, Eloise and Francesca had taken one year old Fred and John to bed and a few month old Janet was napping on her mother’s bosom when they’d retired to Phillip’s study.

It had started jovially enough, as most of the reunions with a fellow Bridgerton spouse did…

Talking about the insane things their wives had been getting up to, what their children were doing and how they were holding up and then sharing the news of what was going on with the other spouses.

Not that Phillip was a fan of gossiping, he reasoned that this wasn’t gossip, it was family news and therefore was acceptable.

He’d just finished filling Michael in about Lottie’s latest plans where she’d posted her mother’s flute and father’s trumpet along with Miles to William and Violet in Wiltshire and begged for them to throw them in the lake so their parents would never find it, when Michael had broken out the whiskey.

“I’d planned to share this with the rest but it’s just us… Benedict won’t mind that much if we drink some of it without him after last time…”

“He might but Sophie will be pleased. It took him 4 days to shake that last whiskey hangover… Vivi cried thinking her papa had actually died…” Phillip said with a chuckle.

“Well then we are saving his marriage by drinking it without him…” Michael had said before pouring them both a glass and launching into a tirade about one of his tenants and how he’d had to leave Francesca in charge of sorting it whilst she was pregnant as he’d taken poorly with his malaria.

Their conversation flowed easily with the whiskey, Phillip had told him about the twins and Charlie joining forces to get their own back on Alex and how it had ended in a lot of tears because Will, Penny and Vivi had gotten caught in the flour storm and Mrs Crabtree had scolded them so hard that even Oliver had cried.

And it had taken the three of them four hours to clean up the mess that they had made and then they got a lecture from Benedict and Sophie which had made them all feel even worse.

It was nearly midnight when they’d finished the first and suggested one more as a nightcap before they headed to bed…

But it didn’t end up being one more. Michael had slipped on his chair and sent the paper ball he was playing with into the air and it had landed in Phillip’s drink and Michael had cheered and said that Phillip then had to drink the entire drink in one…

And it turned into a competition.

They may not be actual bridgerton’s but they’d spent enough time around them that they had both caught the competitive gene…

And it turned into a game. Their glasses on the end of Phillip’s desk, tossing paper balls into the drink…

Until they’d passed out on the floor neither unable to stand.

Neither of them remembered their wives poking their heads in to enquire if they were coming to bed in the middle of the paper ball game, when they’d yelled something incoherent…

And had no idea that they were going to make them pay the following morning…

The sun had barely come up when the door to the office flew open with a very loud bang and Eloise and Francesca stood there over the as they looked up at them, bleary eyed and looking very pale and in need of a chamber pot to throw up in.

“Seen as you two couldn’t be bothered to spend time with your wives after dinner and got foxed instead…” Eloise said

“We’ve decided we’re going to go visit Sophie and make sure little Vivi is okay and offer our assistance with the boys…” Francesca said

“We’ve given the nannies the afternoon off, so YOU two are in charge of the kids once they’ve broken their fast… so you need to get your sodden bottom’s off the floor and get sober quickly… we’ll be back after dinner this evening” Eloise said, linking her arm through Francesca’s and turning around without so much of a word.

Phillip and Michael turned to one another, green in the face and after Phillip threw up in a shoe… and much to his dismay, Michael threw up in one of his plant pots “i think we’re being punished…”

“I think so…”

But as they heard the hyper screams from the children they went white “oh Jesus Christ” Michael groaned “i think i’m going to die…”

“DADDDDDDDDDDDY UNCYYYY MIKEEEEEEEEEEEE… FREDDIE AND NETTIE MADE A MESS!” came Penny’s voice and both men looked over at one another and knew that today could not get possibly worse.

[15ktherapy]

song time ig

OKAY ONE. I recommend los campesinos they’re like my favorite band. here’s some songs actually— allez les blues, the sea is a good place to think of the future, I just sighed. I just sighed just so you know, broken heartbeats sound like breakbeats, for flotsam, avocado baby, selling rope (swan dive to estuary), death to los campesinos, this is how you spell “haha, we destroyed the hopes and dreams of a generation of faux-romantics”, you me dancing, romance is boring, we are beautiful we are doomed.

that was a lot. oops.

TWO. I recommend how to be a human being glass animals if you’ve never listened to it. it slays

THREE. ummmm. paramore this is why, new album, it slays. oh and also hawaii part two miracle musical. ALSO. peach pit’s album being so normal. ALSO ALSO. the oh hellos. also also also punisher phoebe bridgers.

list of random songs I’ve gotten obsessed with for like a week or two over the past few months. dirty summer mother falcon, sweet tangerine the hush sound, kingslayer baby metal/bring the horizon, gnaw alex g, san fransisco the mowglis.

songs I’ve been less obsessed with but still good. we don’t want your body stars, unraveling crane wives, wake me up foals, when I was done dying dan deacon, cannibal tally hall, burden in my hand soundgarden, pomegranate seeds julian moon, you are the moon the hush sound, she doesn’t sleep anthony amorim, the horror and the wild the amazing devil, we will commit wolf murder of Montreal, stranger you me everybody, April to death flower face, digital silence peter mcpoland, dream song lala lala, skipping tiles Julie, drop it doe eyes los campesinos, acetone vundavar, (plan a) los campesinos, little mouth los campesinos, promiseland MIKA (^-^), never let me down again depachemode, white room cream, spike pardoner, speeding 72 momma, by your hand los campesinos, dear arkansas daughter lady lamb, accelerate susanne sundfør, renato dall’ara los campesinos, rockstar momma, rip off momma.

okay now things I just. think of. the detail delta sleep, the killing kind marianas trench, let’s go to bed the cure, poor george James supercave, fear of dying poppy, pepper the butthole surfers(🙄), beachboy mccafferty, you’re on fire they might be giants (that’s an angry song I’ve been thinking about today a little. aha….), gold guns girls metric, hero badassjackson, cannibal queen miniature tigers, motion sickness phoebe bridgers, monster starset, you’re all scotch no soda sarah and the safe word, honey whiskey nothing but thieves, apollo momma, to my enemies saint motel, dear dictator saint motel, wonderland natalia kills, carrion comfort aeseaes, wine red the hush sound, castle of glass linkin park, end of an empire celldweller, pieces red, make a move icon for hire, lost kitten metric, modern day cain IDKHOW, roundtable rival Lindsey stirling, use somebody kings of leon, be somebody kings of leon, king Florence + the machine, checkmate conan gray, dead girl in the pool girl in red, crybaby destroy boys, say it right Nelly furtado, brave as a noun AJJ, my heart is an apple arcade fire, funeral gray waterparks, one for the money escape the fate, hella good no doubt, lowlife poppy, a good song never dies saint motel, shampoo bottles peach pit,

I just realized I should just made Spotify playlists. what is. Wrong with me. okay tahts it I’m stopppng now cries

[babygirlbraids]

the 2022 grid as things my friends have said

Lewis: "There's two wolves inside you. One is gay, the other is also gay."

George: "Wait I'm opening up my lore doc right now so I can invent a sport."

Charles: "I wouldn't rule out vodka, it can do a lot, like... cure depression."

Carlos: "It's like a sleepover, except we both live here and there's nothing to celebrate."

Max: "If you don't mind I'm going to be a dick for a second."

Checo: "Me when I'm pulling up my Google calendar to see which of my wives is coming to see me today."

Fernando: "Do I look like I know how cocaine works?! Actually wait don't answer that."

Esteban: "Well, it’s not a problem, but we could make it one."

Lando: "Italy is not a country, so it's not a peninsula."

Daniel: "Getting hit by an ambulance, one for the bucket list."

Valtteri: "Do you think I can fit three espressos in this cup?"

Guanyu: "I'm going to throw a housewarming party. A literal housewarming party because I am in hell now."

Kevin: "The secret ingredient is crime."

Mick: "I'm pretty sure this is against the Geneva convention. Good thing it hasn't been written yet."

Pierre: "I don't know how to say this without sounding like a furry, but..."

Yuki: "Seal watching excursion? No, I want WiFi."

Seb: "I have a PhD in bird."

Lance: "We can hang out when I'm finished putting a pancake in the microwave and calling it dinner."

Alex: "I don't think the Spice Girls are a K-pop band."

Nicholas: "Did you guys meet through Formula One? I thought that was an anime."

[killawayfanboys]

Things I've decided for the "epilogue" of my HOTD fic: *Aka, 5-6 years after the main storyline*

The civil war between the Greens and the Blacks still happen, just this time Aemond is on the Blacks side. He's come to resent his mother, and her attempts to usurp the throne from Rheanrya piss him off. Both Rheanrya and Daemon took him and Lucian in as their own "children" or at least part of their immediate family. Plus they have no judgement about the relationship going on between the four boys, they just live with it. Aemond still hates his mother after what she had done to Lucian (slitting his throat, forcing him to forever lose his voice). So, when the civil war began he's quick to join in... And so is Luke.

By now the four have gotten married to one another and have had three children. The oldest his Aemond's biological son, Alexandrys, or his nickname Alex. The middle is Jace's biological daughter, Amara. And the last and youngest son, Theo was collectively adopted. The two biological children come from a decision made by the four, as Lucian can't physically bare children any longer due to his surgical procedures. The four of them decided that in order to have children they'll use surrogate maiden wives... Alex looks practically identical to Aemond. And Amara looks like a female version of Jace, just with green eyes instead of purple. Theo is an outlier with black hair and golden eyes. Regardless they all love their children.

During the early months of the civil war, Luke gets majorly injured in battle, which sends him home. Ironically Luke loses his right eye just like Aemond, although his wound is a little more gruesome, as the scar trails all the way down his cheek and across his lips as well. In the beginning stages of recovery, Luke's health declines rapidly and he become incredibly susceptible to sickness and infections. He constantly flips from being healthy to bed ridden with another major illness. Lucian always helps him recover whenever he's sick, but the whole thing puts a strain on the family.

Aemond is still gone, being gone for a little over a year, still fighting in the war. This also doesn't help the family. The constant worry about whether or not Aemond was alive causes an extreme amount of stress on the family. So much so that Jace slips into alcoholism and is distant from his family. He doesn't stick around the castle for very long, only really coming home to sleep drunk out of his mind, or for the occasional sober meal. But otherwise? Jace is negligent. Which causes Lucian and Jace to fight, constantly. As Lucian is overburdened with the responsibility of taking care of the three kids and a bed ridden Luke more often than not. Lucian ends up relying on Rheanrya and Daemon's support a lot to get by.

During the years the four have learned a type of sign language to communicate, a language called the Silent Voice. Lucian also learns to write, which facilitates a constant back and forth messaging between him and Aemond as the war goes on. Sending ravens as often as possible to one another...

One day Luke gets very sick and almost dies, which causes another huge fight between Lucian and Jace and Lucian ends up saying something he regrets. Jace storms off a stubborn man and disappears... For over a week. When he's finally found it turns out he had only meant to leave for the night and cool off, before returning the next day. However this particular night Vermax was acting specifically feral and ended up tossing Jace from his saddle before trying to catch him. Vermax's talons sink into Jace's arm, leaving it wounded beyond fixing. Daemon sets out to find him and when he does Jace is on the brink of death, kept only alive by Vermax's constant care. Jace survives, but his arm is amputated because of it. This event humbles Jace, and he stops drinking and starts being a proper father to his children and a husband to his lovers. Eventually he designs his own prosthetic and has it made for himself, replacing his entire arm. (I've added in a small character trait about Jace that he's actually really into designing clothing and fashion)

The beginning sections of the epilogue will be written as the back and forth messages between Aemond and Lucian as they send letters. As a way to ease the reader into the future before having Aemond come home.

When Aemond returns home, a lot has changed. Lucian's hair is extremely shorter and he's starts wearing glasses because his eyes are beginning to decline. Luke of course lost his eye, a wound Aemond actually hasn't seen yet, he's also taller, the tallest out of them all. His hair is longer and because of being under so much stress that year he also looks the oldest of them all, with a full beard and strands of his hair turning silver. And Jace of course, has lost an arm, something extremely surprising for Aemond because Lucian never wrote about it in his letters. Jace is also thinner, as recovering from such an injury took a lot out of him. His hair is also longer, now pulled back in a loose ponytail, and he also has deep burn scars across his neck from the situation with Vermax as well.

Aemond also looks a bit different as well, he trimmed his hair, now it only reaches his shoulders instead of his lower back. His skin is tanned from being out on the battlefields. On his hands, the tips of his fingers are tinted permanently bluish black because of the harsh North environment, constantly getting frostbite and healing from it. He also has a bunch of new scars along his body from fighting. And a lingering stiff leg because it had been repeatedly attacked during the war.

All in all though, the four of them are as healthy as they can be, each one recovering from their individual injuries. And they're just happy that Aemond is home, especially the kids who missed their father.

[iamtrebleclefstories]

Nobody Leaves. Nobody Dies.

My new head canon series where you pick a character and see what I think they’d be like if we ever would’ve gotten to see them in dark blue scrubs.

For @colorfulcelebrityfanfics

Lexie Grey

Lexie goes into neuro and she forms a badass team with Derek, Amelia, Tom and eventually Stephanie. They are the dream team. Elite. If you were to need brain surgery, you’d want it done at Seattle Grace Mercy West Hospital because you will never get anything less than the best. (Bailey is hella proud that the majority of her neuro team is female and uses it to promote the hospital all the time.)

Lexie does her neurosurgery fellowship under Derek’s guidance and mentoring. He’s never seen a young surgeon with as much promise as her and constantly pulls her in on complicated cases. He is grateful for her presence as well as Amelia’s because it gives him the freedom to be a more present father and work on research.

Lexie loves neuro so much, especially spinal cases. She took real interest in spina bifida—partially because of Zola. Lexie begins to research spina bifida in pediatric patients so she ends up getting very involved in Alex’s African Exchange Program.

The work she’s doing is inspiring and she isn’t opposed to pro bono surgeries. In fact, Lexie Grey is the first person to say yes to pro bono work. She is extremely philanthropic and generous, something highly uncharacteristic of neurosurgeons. Still, she wants to make even more of a difference in patients lives. So she actually decides to do a second fellowship in peds surgery, becoming the hospital's first exclusive pediatric neurosurgeon (Bailey loves her even more after that).

So aside from being on team neuro, she also joins team peds with Arizona and Alex. They are fierce advocates for the little ones under their care and will go to the ends of the earth to make sure that the kids get everything they could ever need.

As an attending, Lexie is sweet but doesn’t take crap from anyone and since she works on such delicate patients, she only allows the best to scrub in with her. She is a great teacher and is always ready to share her knowledge with the interns and residents under her. She refuses to berate them and instead takes a softer approach with them.

Lexie and Mark get married soon after Lexie finishes her residency. Almost dying in a plane crash puts a lot of things into perspective. So when Lexie and Mark return from their honeymoon and Lexie starts her neuro fellowship, she is no longer Dr. Lexie Grey. Instead, she is Dr. Lexie Grey-Sloan. It’s a bit nice to have a professional distinction from her sister, but at the end of the day, those close to her still often call her Little Grey.

Once Lexie finishes her fellowship, she and Mark decide to give Sofia a sibling or two. They end up having a little girl first—Dorothy Alexandra Sloan—and about a year and a half later they have a son—August Maxwell Sloan.

Due to their interesting family dynamics with Callie and Arizona, as the kids grow up, all three of them love saying that they’ve got one dad and three moms. It makes them sound like sister wives but Mark honestly doesn’t seem to mind it. He actually gets a little smug when people assume that he’s in cahoots with not just one, but three gorgeous women. Lexie is known as Mama Lex to Sofia, while Callie and Arizona are MC (Mama Callie) and Mimi to Dorothy and August.

Life is good. Everyone is happy. And everyone lives.

[minaofmayhem]

IMAGINE #40 - Meet my son

Here were go for the next request and this time, we come back with a good old imagine with our beloved Alexander ❤️ Sorry for the delay, I needed to take a break from everything! Thanks anon for this lovely request, I hope this is what you expected! 🤩 Have fun till the next Alex’s imagine ❤️

Summary : After too much disappointing relationships, you come to the conclusion that being single isn’t that bad. But Stellan Skarsgård has other plans for you and for his eldest son who is single for too long… 

Pairing : Alexander Skarsgård x reader

Warnings : fluff! 

Tag list : @katerka88​ ; @bonnieelizabethparker​ ; @ateliefloresdaprimavera​ ; @anangelwhodidntfall​ ; @fawnbrrry​

For many people, a romantic relationship is a priority in life. A goal to achieve. You might as well say that you are not in this category of people. After three relationships that ended in three painful breakups, you had made the decision to stop suffering because of a man. And after two years of being single and free, you must confess that you were doing very well and that it had been a wonderful decision. You were free to do what you wanted, see who you wanted to see and take time for yourself. But that was all before someone had other plans for you...

Stellan Skarsgård was the archetypal Swede: tall, blond, pale-faced and charming. He could seem reserved, even cold, when you didn't know him, but very quickly, you discovered a kind and funny man. You admired him as an actor and when your agent told you that you had been chosen for the second role opposite him - a father and daughter role - in Lasse Hallström's next film, you were both proud and stressed. You were no longer a novice in the business cause you had been playing roles since you were young, but you were still apprehensive about playing opposite such great actors.

As soon as the shooting started, your fears were gone. Stellan took you under his wing, gave you a lot of advice to improve your acting even more. He spent a lot of time rehearsing with you and so, you both became close. Being the same age as his son Bill, he thought of you as one of his daughters and that helped you a lot to make that connection appear on screen.

For four months, he did not stop charring you because it was also his other specialty. He would joke around, hide some of your stuff, clown around in the middle of a serious scene and more. He was really a big kid despite his age. But the thing that made him laugh the most was when he heard that you had decided to stay single. 

"Why would you do something like that to yourself?!" he had laughed as you were having lunch in the set cafeteria. He almost choked on a piece of salad. 

"But I'm not doing anything to myself since I chose it!" you retorted with a look of fake shock as continuing to eat your meal. He wasn't the first person to make these kinds of comments to you and you had a whole series of arguments in your bag.

"Unbelievable! You're the first woman I've ever met who tells me she doesn't need a man in her life!".

"Stellan, what you just said is very misogynistic! I thought the Swedes had much more progressive ideas than that!".

"Oh c'mon! I'm from the old days, remember? For me it's impossible to live without a woman. Besides I had two wives!’. You burst out laughing as you put your lunch tray away, determined to make him understand your point of view.

"I live very well, you know. I take a lot of time for myself, I travel, I do what I like, I discover new things and...".

"And why not do all that with someone by your side, like a man for example ?"

"But what for?" you insist, bursting into laughter again.

"Rah", he growled, frustrated that he didn't change your mind, "I don't understand you young people! It's like my oldest son, Alexander, he's also been single for a few years now and he keeps telling me that...". Suddenly, Stellan stops talking and looks into the void, lost in thought.  

"Stellan, is everything okay?" you ask, concerned. Why had he suddenly stopped in his explanations ? His reaction was very strange and worried you. Two minutes later, he finally explains to you what he has in mind.

"Yeah yeah everything’s fine”, he hastens to add, rubbing his hand together like if he just discovered the best plan ever. “I just had the most brilliant idea of all!"

"What do you mean?". For a simple answer, he just rolled his eyes, with a mischievous smile on his face. He looked rather proud of himself and his genius idea. 

"You're single. My son Alexander is too. If I can get you two to meet, I will have made the couple of the century!". He used his hands as examples to show you what he was going to do. You look at him seriously for a few seconds before laughing. 

"But I'm serious you know!", he seems almost offended to see you making fun of him. 

"Yeah yeah...so am I Stellan! You're just forgetting one little detail! Feelings can't be controlled, you can't force someone to fall in love !".

"Oh but don't worry about it, it won't be necessary", he said to conclude, with an implied tone...

*

So for the rest of the shoot, he kept harping on you with "You should meet my son" or "Oh Alexander loves that kind of thing too, I'm sure you'd get along great!". But knowing Stellan, you decided not to take his remarks seriously. It's true, after all he was just saying that to be nice. He was sad to see you alone and was just being considerate. In the evenings, when you were alone and lost in the thought, you sometimes thought about it and imagined a possible love affair with his son, and you felt apprehensive. You hadn't been with anyone for a long time, you had grown to like this independence. the idea of having to share it with someone bothered you. Besides, you had never dated an actor before and it must have been very special. Impossible to stay incognito. In short, Stellan's idea (if it was indeed his idea), was only half convincing to you.

*

You've never been so wrong in your life. On the evening of the premiere, you walked the red carpet looking as natural as possible in front of the audience and the photographers. And then suddenly the crowd started to scream, especially the women. Intrigued, you looked at what caused such a craze and you saw Stellan's car pull up and the giant blond man get out. I understand now, you think, until you see behind him a second blonde giant getting out of the car. The screams increase and you understand why. Stellan decided to come with his son Alexander. Charming smile, graceful walk despite his size, natural class and irresistible beauty. He is indeed his father's son... They pose together and separately for a few minutes before coming in your direction. Except that you hadn't imagined for a moment that he would come with him! 

"(X/Y) !", exclaimed Stellan as he arrived in front of you, "how are you sweetheart !". He hugged you before shifting to bring his son over. "This is Alex, my son." Oh my goodness. He's just as tall as his father, if not taller, and he's even more handsome up close. 

"Nice to meet you. I'm Alexander" he says as he leans in to kiss you on the cheek. This Alexander is too good to be true. God bless Sweden. 

Your body temperature rises of ten degrees in a few moments. Everything you had thought about until then disappears. Your cheeks were burning and you couldn’t no longer control your body. You still managed to mumble a "nice to meet you", almost closing your eyes to keep in mind this magic moment and the delicious smell of her perfume water in your nostrils. 

"Come on, let's have some pictures together", Stellan offered as he hugged you both to strike a pose. The next day, all the newspapers and media would laugh at the state of your face after this very unexpected encounter...

*

After the screening of the film and the various interviews, all the guests were invited to a small party. Sellan and Alexander had been together all evening and you had not yet had the opportunity to speak with him. To tell you the truth, this terrified you more than anything else. Coming out of the bathroom, where you had been checking your makeup, you headed to the bar to get a drink but someone had already taken the lead for you. 

"Would you like a Gin and tonic on the rocks, with a slice of lemon in it?". You turn around and run into Alexander handing you a drink, a friendly smile on his face. Oh that face, help me god. He's irresistible. He seems to notice your puzzled expression - how could he guessed that you were going to order that particular drink? - and adds :

"Dad told me this was your favorite alcoholic drink. Like me" You smile, amused, and take the glass he is handing you, thanking him for his attention. 

"So it was true...He wasn't saying that to joke or reassure me..." you murmur, looking around the room in search of Stellan with your eyes.

"Excuse me?", Alex asks after taking a sip of his own glass, wondering if he had heard you speak.

"Oh nothing...This is between your father and me" you add as you finally find him. He is chatting in a corner with some other guests. Within seconds, he turns to catch your eye. You then raise your glass in his direction to toast, a small smile on your face, to show him that his plan had worked. He responds in kind, with a "I told you so" look on his face.

“What about sitting at a table and talk more quietly ? Apparently we have a lot to talk about..."

[lesbiancolumbo]

you have somehow convinced me to become an iron chef watcher i am so intrigued. where do i start my friend

scream! anon i love you. okay well. the good thing about ICA is you can start anywhere. i always recommend starting with MY favorite episode (11.10, zakarian v. guarnaschelli - battle potato chip). i also need to note that i'm going off of the episodes that are available on the food network go platform and some of the episodes (the ones with mario batali) are "conspicuously absent".

but really the way to do it is get yourself familiar with the iron chefs so that way you know who you want to watch! it's more fun when you're watching someone whose personality is fun for you! my favorite iron chefs are alex guarnaschelli (this is obvious), geoffrey zakarian (he's so pretentious and silly he makes it fun), michael symon (he is probably THE most fun iron chef to watch because he likes to joke around), and masaharu morimoto (his food is fucking insane, he's the best iron chef). also pay attention to the challenger names. do you recognize them? watch those too! once you know who you're enjoying the most just watch all their fucking episodes and then move to the others. you can also look at the wiki list of episodes and see what the secret ingredients are to select episodes that way as well. but if you want a little list, here are the episodes that I like to watch:

my favorite episodes are ones where iron chefs battle each other. these are some of those episodes:

11.10 to 11.14 aka the tournament of champions

these are the episodes i watch a lot: 1.1 - morimoto v. donna (first episode, intro to the format, it also dares to answer a dreaded question..... what happens if you don't finish on time!) 1.2 flay v. tsai (you have to look at bobby flay but i like ming tsai and he makes a fucking peking duck in 60 minutes which is impressive) 2.6 morimoto v. symon (mike symon before he became an iron chef... morimoto does a really insane sushi roll in this battle) 5.2 cora v. guarnaschelli (alex guarnaschelli before she became an iron chef!) 7.7 flay v. freitag (amanda freitag is fun to watch) 8.11 morimoto v. zakarian (geoffrey zakarian before he becomes an iron chef (you're noticing a pattern?)! this is the first episode of iron chef that i ever watched) 8.13 symon v. fraser (this episode is insane. challenger comes in with NO SOUS CHEFS and goes against mike symon ALONE) 9.7 symon v. hearst (youngest challenger in kitchen stadium) 10.4 team flay v. team morimoto (marcella valladolid and andrew zimmern team up with the iron chefs) 10.22 symon v. izard (my wife stephanie izard!!!!!!!!!!! she becomes an iron chef in the reboot season but this battle is super fun) 11.1 guarnaschelli v. joo (ALEX G'S FIRST BATTLE!) 11.3 zakarian v. chiarello (GZ eats the dreaded scotch bonnet pepper) 12.8 grill masters (three iron chefs take on three aussie chefs) 12.9 ultimate bar food (anthony anderson and judge simon majumdar team up with iron chefs)

and honestly, ANY thanksgiving or holiday themed battle (every season from 5 onwards has them). i'm very partial to thanksgiving past and present from s11 (that's what the caps from last night are from), the holiday battle where the secret ingredient is alton brown's fruitcake (9.21 holiday battle), the thanksgiving episode where the theme is leftovers (10.27) and the holiday episode where ted allen and robert irvine show up (10.28).

i think this is a good place to start! season 13 is a reboot season and i like all those episodes as well (especially bc they heavily feature my two wives alex g and stephanie) but i'd start with the OG episodes first.

and now, with an open heart.... and an empty stomach..... i say unto you in the words of my uncle........

[ilyasorokinn]

moose , tyler seguin

note, this is based on that glee scene, in season four. i'm in love with glee, and cory monteith will forever hold a place in my heart. heres the link. i based most of this imagine on that scene, not the whole three minutes, just wanted to say that. also, sorry this might be a bit short. pair, tyler seguin x reader summary, y/n and tyler broke up a few months prior. that doesn’t mean the feelings aren’t still there. warnings, none word count, 732 words

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When you and Tyler broke up, yes, it was messy, but you weren’t resentful. It was the mature decision to make. He was focusing on his career, and you were focusing on your’s. 

Just because you broke up didn’t mean that the love just went away, as cliche as that sounds. You were together for almost 5 years, and love like that doesn’t just disappear into the abyss. Until you met him, you didn’t know you could physically love someone as much as you loved him.

You had become close friends with all the other wives and girlfriends, and after the breakup, you sort of lost contact with all of them. Not on purpose, you kind of just pushed yourself into work.

Your best friend and roommate pushed you to get out, so she had gotten some tickets to a Stars game. You protested heavily, but after a lot of persuading, you agreed to go. 

You stepped away towards the end of the game as your phone rang. The call brought nothing but bad news. The person on the other line was your boss, and he was calling to tell you that you were fired. You hadn’t even realized how long you were gone.

You walked out of the bathroom, trying to make it look like you weren’t crying, “Hey... you missed the winning goal.” You turned around, seeing Tyler, “Have you been crying?” He asked.

“No, I'm fine.” You shook your head.

“For almost five years, I was the guy you came to with every little problem. Are we just going to pretend we're not even friends anymore?” He asked.

“I just... I shouldn't have come here. It's just... it's too weird.” You shook your head, going to walk away.

“Then why'd you come?” He asked, stopping you in your tracks.

“For Alex and... and for you.” You hesitated, “This is the first game since, you know...” You trailed off.

“What’d you think?” He asked, giving you that smile that would, and still does, make your heart skip a beat.

“What? You need an ego boost?” You joked, both of you cracking a small laugh.

“Well, thank you for coming. Means a lot to me. Believe me, the whole time since we’ve been broken up, I’ve been thinking about you every night, every game. You're kind of my moose.” 

You cracked a smile, looking down, “It's... it's "muse." You corrected.

“I know. Just wanted to see you smile.” That made you smile even more, “Will you tell me what you're so upset about?” 

“It’s nothing, really.” You insisted.

“Why were you crying?” He asked.

You paused, “I just got fired.” You admitted, tears stinging the corners of your eyes.

“Geez, I’m sorry.” He apologized.

“It’s fine. I’ll have to pay Alex back for everything until I find another job.” You sighed as you ran a hand through your hair, totally panicked.

“I’m really sorry, Y/N.” He gave you an apologetic look.

“It’s fine. I’ll figure it out.” You shrugged it off. You took a deep breath before speaking, “You know, I don't really know what's going to happen between us but..., I know that you used to be the guy who would make me feel like the most special girl in the whole world, and it doesn't feel that way anymore. Now it just feels... sad and confusing. And the worst part is that doesn't even really feel that bad anymore.” You sighed.

“Come home.” You looked up at him, wide-eyed.

“Tyler...”

“No, listen.” He stopped you, stepping forward and grabbing your hands, “You and I both know that we were made for each other, and don’t roll your eyes at that.“ He stopped you before you could roll your eyes, “I love you, you love me, and I know you do. You and me, we’re meant to be.” 

Your heart melted. He knew your favorite show was Grey’s Anatomy, and knew quoting it would trigger something in you, “Meant to be.” You repeated, smiling up at him.

He smiled back down at you, leaning down, kissing you softly, “Hey, Y/N. You good...?” You both pulled away, “Nevermind.” Alex smirked, walking towards the parking lot.

“I should probably get going.” You fixed the strap of your bag that was hanging off your shoulder, “Call me.” You told him.

“I will.” He nodded, kissing you again before watching you follow after Alex.

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