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Can I request CanLiet (Hws Canada x Hws Lithuania)
your art style is so kawaii 😍 💖 💕 💓 💗
Heck yeah you can! Thanks for saying my style is kawaii! ☺️ And thanks so much for your request- had a lot of fun working on this today :)
#drawing requests#requests still open!#traditional sketch#sketch#traditional art#fanart#request#sketches#canada hetalia#Lithuania Hetalia#aph canada#aph lithuania#canliet#hetalia#axis powers hetalia#felt like Canada would make the first move after coaching from France#also Poland totally rags on Lithuania for wearing such formal clothes on a picnic date#America is totally surprised when Canada says he has a boyfriend#but he totally let Canada borrow the basket and blanket#they cute#silly and fun all around
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True Colors Shining Through
Pairing/Characters: America/Romano. Smaller appearances from Germany, Veneziano, Canada, England, France, and Japan.
Ratings/Warnings: Teen, for mild cursing. Brief moment of possible homophobia from an unnamed nation, but it’s up to interpretation.
Word Count: 1647
Summary: America surprises everyone when he shows up to the world meeting in a rainbow colored business suit, including his boyfriend Romano.
A/N: Written for @hetalia-writers-monthly, for the June concrete prompt “rainbow.” Inspired by this post from @bitchapalooza. Title taken from the Cyndi Lauper song “True Colors.”
Germany was grumbling to himself as he arranged a stack of papers in preparation for the world meeting. “It would be nice if people could respect everyone else’s busy schedule and actually show up to the meeting on time.”
“Ve, don’t stress out so much, Ludo,” Feliciano said. “Almost everyone is here, except for America and whoever is supposed to be sitting next to him.”
Romano paused in the middle of his boredom-induced doodling long enough to roll his eyes at his little brother. “It’s Canada. America’s brother.”
“Right, Canada! I wonder why they haven’t showed up yet.”
Savino shrugged as if he didn’t care. “Beats me.” But he was wondering why Alfred hadn’t shown up yet. When they spoke on the phone last night, Alfred had been quite enthusiastic about some “surprise” he had planned for the meeting. He was also thrilled that he’d get to spend some time with Savino after the meeting, because the distance between them usually limited how much time they could spend together in person. Of course, Alfred being Alfred, he had expressed his excitement in the sappiest way possible and left Romano a blushing mess by the time the phone call ended.
America and Romano had only been together a few weeks, and they hadn’t gone public with their relationship yet because it was so new. They were still figuring things out about themselves and each other. Fredo knew he’d probably have to “come out” at some point, but unlike Savino, he didn’t have a label for his sexuality that made sense to him. All he knew was that he was happy with Romano and that anyone who gave him or his boyfriend crap for it would deserve some creative insults (if they were human) or a punch in the face (if they were a nation and therefore able to withstand Alfred’s punches without dying). Savino agreed strongly with Alfred on the latter point, and he didn’t mind waiting a bit until Alfred felt more comfortable telling people about them. For now, it was nice to have their relationship be just between them, without having to face the scrutiny or opinions of any other nations.
Romano idly continued doodling until the door to the conference room opened. He glanced up as Canada ducked his head into the doorway. “Sorry we’re late, eh?”
“It’s alright. Please take your seat,” Germany replied.
Canada turned his head to whisper to someone behind him, and then he walked into the room, followed closely by his brother. Romano’s eyes widened and his jaw dropped when he saw what Alfred had worn to the meeting.
It was only a business suit in the most technical sense of the term. The jacket, the trousers, and the tie were all striped with the colors of the rainbow. Or more specifically, the colors of the rainbow pride flag. Alfred’s ridiculously loud outfit contrasted with the darker and more muted suits everyone else was wearing. The only part of America’s outfit that was normal was his white shirt, his normal briefcase, his glasses, and his black patent leather shoes.
A stunned silence fell over the room, and it was only broken by a few hushed, baffled whispers. Alfred glanced over at Savino to flash him a quick smile before he sat down, but he didn’t explain himself to anyone. Apparently, he didn’t feel the need to, just like Savino didn’t feel the need to respond to his little brother poking him in the arm and asking him what was going on. Not that he would’ve been able to tell Feli what the fuck was going on, because he was just as confused as everyone else.
England, who was sitting on America’s right, was the first person to speak. “Alfred, what the bloody hell are you wearing?!”
America laughed and pulled some papers out of his briefcase. “It’s a business suit, dude. I’m pretty sure they have those in England.”
“I think what Angleterre was trying to say is that your outfit today is a bit more… how you say, flamboyant than your usual attire,” France pointed out as diplomatically as he could. “Especially for a world meeting.”
“It’s Pride Month. Being flamboyant is kind of the point, isn’t it?”
France blinked in disbelief, and the whispering from before increased into a steady, background hum. Romano heard someone from across the room scoffing and asking why America had to ��show off” instead of wearing a pin like anyone else would have, and Romano turned to glare spitefully in their general direction. Sure, wearing a rainbow business suit to a world meeting was over the top in a way only Alfred would be, but America had every right to “show off.” Savino wouldn’t let anyone talk about his boyfriend like that.
Japan cleared his throat. “Alfred-san, forgive me if this is an intrusive question, but are you trying to tell us that you’re gay?”
“Don’t worry bro, it’s fine. And to answer your question, yeah. I’m not sure of my exact label, but I am into guys, or at least one guy in particular.” A broad grin stole over his face, and then Alfred looked directly at Savino and winked at him.
Savino���s face instantly turned scarlet, because Alfred’s wink and his grin made him flustered beyond all reason, damn it. America’s blatant statement, along with Romano’s reaction, naturally prompted even more gossip. The loud cry of “ha, I knew it!” from Lithuania was not particularly surprising, and neither were Spain’s or Feli’s comments on how much Savino was blushing, but they were embarrassing. Of course, true to form, Fredo verbally declared that Savino’s blushing was the most adorable thing he’d ever seen, which was flattering, but the kind of compliment he was much more accustomed to hearing in private, not in front of literally the entire world. Romano’s face was so warm that he probably could have fried an egg on it.
Savino glared weakly at his boyfriend. “You’re only making it worse, asshole.”
“I’m only being honest, babe,” Alfred said plainly, like it was no big deal. “Everyone here can see how cute and handsome you are.”
Savino couldn’t help it. With Alfred saying sappy things like that and looking at him like he hung the moon, he cracked a smile. Alfred grinned back at him. They continued staring into each other’s eyes as Germany stood up from his chair and attempted to get the meeting back under control.
“Unless anyone has any further surprise announcements, I’m going to begin my presentation.”
America quit staring at him for about half a second to acknowledge what Germany had said. “I think we’re good, dude.”
Once Germany started talking, Romano did his best to pay attention. He took a few notes, idly sketched in his notebook, and glanced up to roll his eyes fondly whenever he felt America gazing at him like the obvious dork he was.
Eventually, it was time for the scheduled lunch break. As Romano was packing up his things, he overheard Poland telling Hungary that he was totally going to wear a pink sequined dress to the next world meeting, because America shouldn’t be the only one getting to wear whatever they wanted. Hungary laughed and said he had a point.
Alfred started to come around the other side of the table, and Feli nudged his shoulder and smirked. “I’ll have lunch with Germany today. That way you and your ragazzo can have some alone time.”
Savino could only stammer out a couple syllables before his little brother was rushing off to catch up with Germany. As Feli was latching onto the macho potato’s arm, Alfred slipped into the space beside him. “Hey, Vinny.”
“Hey, caro.” He glanced up and down Alfred’s body, then smirked as he looked up into his eyes. “Interesting outfit.”
Alfred blushed and smiled, shyer than he would have in front of anyone else. “You like it? I stumbled across it online when I was looking for something else, and it called out to me, like the stuff Billy Mays used to sell in infomercials. I had to buy it.”
Savino snorted. “It is very… you. I wouldn’t have expected to see it at a world meeting, though.”
Alfred fidgeted with the hem of his jacket sleeve and glanced away with a worried look on his face. “It was okay that I told everyone about us today, right? Before we went in, Mattie said I probably should’ve consulted with you beforehand, but I’ve just been so happy and proud to be with you, and I didn’t want to have to hide it anymore. I didn’t even think to—”
Savino gently took hold of his hand, which stopped his boyfriend’s nervous babbling. “It’s okay. I’m glad you felt comfortable enough to come out today. And knowing you, I figured that loud, public declarations would be part of the deal sooner or later.”
Alfred chuckled and laced their fingers together. His smile was equal parts relieved and adoring. “Okay, cool. Glad I didn’t mess that up too badly. Are you free for lunch?”
Savino huffed out a laugh. “Feli just ditched me for the potato bastard so I could have ‘alone time’ with you.”
Alfred giggled. “That’s really nice of him. I feel like I owe your brother a million dollars.”
They continued chatting back and forth, and Romano wasn’t sure if it was Alfred’s gleeful, lovestruck tone, his sweet words, or the fact that they were holding hands, but he felt warm and content as they went into the elevator and as they left the building and walked down the sidewalk together. He held Alfred’s hand until they took a table at the restaurant, because he was just as proud to be in this relationship as Alfred was, even if he was more inclined to show it with body language than rainbow colored business suits.
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Visiting Japan Gives 'Queer Eye' a Needed Makeover
“Queer Eye: We’re in Japan!” is sort of interesting!
In over a year-and-a-half, the new iteration of "Queer Eye" has become somewhat of a phenomenon with the Netflix reality show going on to release four seasons in a short time. Over 33 episodes, the Fab Five have burrowed their way into pop culture, becoming memes, launching catchphrases, earning Emmys and goodwill for their comfort food equivalent of feel-good TV. At its best, "Queer Eye" has been a moving and powerful sentiment about queerness and at its worst, the reality show has come off as cloying and a bit problematic. Not to mention "Queer Eye" can grow stale, following the same formula again and again. The show has proven to be a great improvement over its original, however, which aired in the early 00s and had its Fab Five only makeover straight dudes in New York City. The new and diverse Fab Five (Antoni Porowski, Tan France, Karamo Brown, Bobby Berk, and Jonathan Van Ness) now primarily help out the lives of folks living in the Heartland and the South, visiting not just straight guys but also women and queer people who need a fabulous kick in the pants, words of wisdom and a fresh makeover.
On Friday, "Queer Eye: We're in Japan" hits Netflix. It is being called a "mini-season," containing just four episodes that each clock in around 45 minutes. It's also the best the show has been since it first debuted in 2018. Part of the fun of this version of "Queer Eye" has been its fish-out-of-water story. Watching the metropolitan Fab Five visit a farm, a small church community or a rural summer camp and acclimate to their surroundings has always proven to be a fun watch. And that's still the case when they visit Tokyo. But they're not totally on their own; the Fab Five get guidance from model and actress Kiko Mizuhara. She's often on hand to help the Fab Five understand Japanese culture or translate a Japanese phrase. What's most interesting is how the Fab Five interpret Japanese culture and customs and put them back on residents of Tokyo. Most notably, Karamo, the culture expert, takes a bit of a step back this season, inviting local celebrates to offer advice. Most notably, this comes in the second episode "Crazy in Love" where Kan, a young gay man, is struggling to be out and proud in Tokyo. Kan explains that when he's studied abroad in Canada and in London, where he met his boyfriend Tom, he feels like he can be himself. But returning to Japan, he's feeling stifled by the country's attitude towards homosexuality. During a warm chat, Karamo surprises Kan with an appearance by Kodo Nishimura, a Japanese monk who made headlines for being an openly gay makeup artist. He explains to Kan that he studied art in America where he discovered makeup and the power it has to make him feel more confident. After discussing how being his true and authentic self makes him feel, his head monk said he's OK with the duality; allowing him to be both a devout monk and an enthusiastic gender-bending makeup artist. Elsewhere in the episode, the other Fab Five members help Kan with his L.T.L.D.R. (long-term; long-distance relationship), with Antoni encouraging him to make home-cooked meals when Tom comes to visit.
In the third episode "The Ideal Woman," Karamo welcomes comedian Naomi Watanabe, who offers words of encouragement to Kae, a young woman and manga artist struggling with self-acceptance especially when it comes to her body. He also urges her to draw a self-portrait of her entire body in order to break through her idea of the perfect female body; something she's drawn in the past for her manga. But the most emotional episode is the season's first, "Japanese Holiday," where the Fab Five plus Kiko visit Yoko, a caring and sweet hospice nurse who says she's given up on "being a woman." It's a lovely episode that digs deep into Yoko's past and trauma but, of course, has a happy ending. This isn't the first time "Queer Eye" has venture outside the United States. There's a one-off special where the Fab Five visit Yass, Australia. But "We're in Japan!" is an interesting culture shock for all members of the Fab Five. Antoni attempts to make mapo tofu. Tan is often adding pops of bright color to wardrobes. Jonathan is jealous of their hair. And poor Bobby, who still gets the least amount of screen time, transforms small apartments into stunning and useful living spaces. "Queer Eye: We're in Japan!" is mostly a success and the show would be wise to keep up with small seasons (though a fifth season of the show is set to air sometime in 2020), especially seasons that are filmed out of the country. Watching the Fab Five learn about other cultures is just as fun watching them offer life advice to folks back at home.
#tv#queer eye#netflix#fab five#japan#culture#antoni porowski#tan france#bobby burke#jonathan van ness#jvn#karamo brown#queer#lgbt#lgbtq#gay
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Fic Recs for March 2017
birthday surprise by suga
Summary:
other than his grandpa, there was only one other person yuri wanted to hear from on his birthday.
Fall Where They May by flammablehat
Summary:
Viktor has a special talent for magically normalizing every strange thing he does.
all of rome by basilique
Summary:
Right after their wedding, Yuuri and Viktor go on Honeymoon to Rome. They decided to splurge on a visit to an all-male bath house, because why not? And when it turns out to be something of a venue for sexual exhibitionism, why not join the fun? When in Rome…
Kings in Couture by slightlied
Summary:
a devil wears prada au in which victor is the editor-in-chief of a fashion magazine, yuuri’s his new secretary, and instead of talking about his feelings, victor just sends him on a bunch of errands
The Calm Before A Storm by iamthefacebehindthemask
Summary:
Early mornings had become Victor’s least favorite time of the day.
Emordnilap by Dawn on ICE (Dawn_Blossom)
Summary:
27-year old, five-time consecutive gold medalist Yuuri Katsuki is planning on retiring after his disgraceful performance at the Sochi Grand Prix FInal.
Victor Nikiforov is a better skater than him (the skating community says otherwise, but what do they know?) and therefore it does NOT make sense for him to show up in the onsen and declare that he’s going to be Yuuri’s student.
Imagery by Cesare
Summary:
Because Yuuri is never, ever lucky, of course Victor finds his poster stash.
This Tastes Fishy by otapocalypse
Summary:
Yuuri is comforted by his best friend
Making History by Moonlight: Bishounen Senshi Skater Moon!!! by virdant
Summary:
Yuuri moves to St. Petersburg, ugly tie in hand, prepared to make history and fight evil.
Do your research by classicpleistocene
Summary:
After World Championship, Michele and Emil take a week off together to be cuddly boyfriends and discover each others’ secrets.
i’m just going to the store by bosbie
Summary:
Accidental masked vigilante Victor Nikiforov.
Or: how Victor’s impulsiveness backfires and creates one of the greatest living internet memes to ever come out of Russia.
see myself through someone else by maydei
Summary:
Victor is a mermaid that washes up on the Atlantic Coast amidst a strong tide. When taking refuge up a small sound, he meets an artist under a bridge.
trust me, he’ll say yes by JkWriter
Summary:
phichit was used to getting calls all hours of the day from the other skaters. he wanted to get those calls because he loved meddling in the love lives of his friends.
Getting the Words Right by Lazchan
Summary:
Viktor is out of town and Yuuri is left alone with Team Russia
between every breath that makes you whole and mine by incode
Summary:
Yuuri wakes up feeling… not so hot.
Victor will help. Victor really, really wants to help.
(Victor hums thoughtfully, and then he disappears into the closet for a moment. When he returns, he thrusts a bundle of fabric into Yuuri’s chest.
Yuuri’s eyes go wide as he looks it over - his Team Japan jacket.)
crust and sugar over by ShanaStoryteller
Summary:
Katsuki sits cross-legged, clearly in no hurry to go anywhere. “What’s your name? I’m –”
“I know who you are,” he cuts him off, then blushes, then hates himself for both those things. Katsuki looks surprised, and Yuri can’t think as to why. He’s a nationally ranked figure skater. He’s Yuri’s favorite figure skater.
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Yuuri and Yuri become friends and Viktor develops a crush.
a pinprick of light by Crollalanza
Summary:
‘It’s as if all the flamboyance and fun has been used up on the ice. And now we become the grey people,’ Victor had warned Mila before her first Grand Prix banquet.
He’d not exaggerated, and the only social skills Mila was learning was how to stifle yawns before she could make a getaway.
Then Katsuki Yuuri drank a vat of champagne, and colour exploded into all their lives.
But it’s up to Mila and Sara to salvage his reputation when the events of the banquet threaten to go viral.
open up your eyes (breathe easy) by ashleypender
Summary:
Viktor loves to touch his Yuuri.
Sweet Spots by Crazy_Gaze
Summary:
“But don’t get too comfortable. ‘Cause he’ll make you wait for it.” Phichit grumbles. “And if you don’t, next thing you know, you’re tied up, can’t move, and then he’ll laugh at you, Victor.”
Victor looks far from opposed to the idea though. “Oh…” He says, a little starstruck. “I might not be too opposed to that.”
(In which Victor and Phichit don’t really talk about Detroit but about Yuuri instead.)
To what should i compare thee with fine ass?by wepreachelectric
Summary:
a simple, Shakespearien Sonnet about chris giacometti and his fine fine ass
resting pulse by cafecliche
For something all in his head, it can be brutally physical when it wants to be. But he’s an athlete - he knows how to listen to his body, categorize and interpret its signals. It doesn’t really follow that the smallest twinge in his knee could mean a very bad season at the same time full-blown palpitations mean it’s a day that ends in Y. But bodies are weird.
Victor, though. Victor is a stress test brought to life.
(Or: a story in heartbeats.)
Silver, Skype, Seduction by Laikin394
Summary:
Victor gives a great show. Especially, if Yuuri is the only viewer. or That one time where Victor and Yuuri are separated by different competitions and they make up for the lost time. AKA I wanted Victuuri Skype sex, let’s not pretend there’s plot in this.
a love that refuses to be silenced by wartransmission
Summary:
A year into being officially (and he doesn’t count what happened in Barcelona, because really, Viktor?) engaged and capable of sleeping with Viktor on the same bed without combusting into embarrassed flames, Yuuri learns something about his favorite skater and now-fiancé.
The Five Languages of Viktor Nikiforovby athoroughlybakedpotato (acommontater)
Summary:
Language is not only how you understand other people, but how you learn to understand yourself.
a new day by aquamarine_nebula
Summary:
There were three lies Viktor’s mind tried to convince him regarding his relationship with Yuuri.
First: Yuuri understood each and every one of his actions, so he had nothing to explain. Second: Yuuri was too good for him. Third: he loved Yuuri much more than Yuuri loved him.
(He was wrong about this.)
Flip, Sip, or Strip! bycutthroatpixie
Five times Yuuri totally owned at a college drinking game
(the plus one time he didn’t own at something is implied)
Figure Skators vs. Watermelon by Redawilo
Summary:
Two Russians, a Kazakhstani, and a Japanese man decide to spend a hot afternoon on a beach trying to hit a watermelon with a stick. Pure silliness ensues.
Skating Out Your Emotions by Lazchan
Summary:
Yuri is starting to wonder if he’s reading too much into Yuuri when he’s notskating, but the longer he stays in Russia, the more he notices the differences off and on the ice.
Have we got contact? by Crollalanza
Summary:
Seung-gil hadn’t been at all sure he’d watch the competition. What he’d do instead was practise and look after his dog, catching up on the highlights later because they were the only thing that could possible be useful. But then Sara Crispino texts him, and instead of ignoring her, he finds himself drawn into the excitement of the Grand Prix Final.
And it’s not long before everyone else starts messaging.
Champagne, Vodka, and Other Spirits by Dawn on ICE (Dawn_Blossom)
Summary:
Victor Nikiforov wouldn’t mind being dead if only the real estate agency would stop trying to sell his house.
the fall of this empire will be loud by elesssar
Summary:
In 1991, the Soviet Union collapses. In 1989, the Berlin wall falls. In 1987, Viktor Nikiforov, iconic figure skater and darling of the USSR, defects to the United States. In 1986, Yuuri Katsuki falls in love.
Even My Feet Smile For You by ineptshieldmaid
It’s because of this - this tendency of Viktor’s to be all limbs, always moving, even when he’s relaxed - that the thing with the feet happens. Not the thing with Yuri’s feet: that happens a lot, because Viktor is not subtle in his interests and Yuri is not the kind of man to pass up on leverage like that. No, this is the thing with Viktor’s feet. The one that leads to Yuri’s most widely-screencapped and circulated instagram post ever, and also Viktor’s most infamous profile picture.
Maybe He’s Born With It (Maybe It’s Phichit) by mousapelli
Summary:
Phichit altruistically saves Yuri from the melodramatic makeup tendencies of his fellow Russians.
Yuuri Enchanted by the__magpie
Summary:
At birth, Yuuri Katsuki was given the gift of obedience, although he quickly learns as he grows up that it is a curse. He has to obey any command given to him, even if it puts him or others in danger. Too afraid to face the terrifying outside world, Yuuri stays in his home town of Hasetsu, until a chance encounter with Prince Victor urges him to venture outside of his safe bubble. Determined to break his curse, Yuuri begins on an adventure involving fairies, ogres, true love, and courage he never knew he had.
The Year of King JJ by WithBroomBefore
Summary:
Yuri acknowledged, at some point, that JJ wasn’t objectively the worst person who had ever existed.
Friends First by EternalWhiteRose
Summary:
Otabek tells his coach that he wants to retire, but of course, news travels fast. Specifically, to the other side of the country. More specifically, to America and Canada.
OR; JJ and Leo visit Otabek unannounced.
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THE KH FANDOM IS TOXIC THAT'S WHY...
This is to an artist I wrote an article talking about. Basically a little something about me and pedophilia. She’s 19 or 20 and I don’t like her. I don’t like her or the girl that accused me of being a pedophile over art. But this was so confusing and I didn’t want to argue with someone that young. I’m 21. I should know better but this was another case of Not knowing all the facts.
I will start it off. Like this, this was last year mind you. I have an imvu account. I’m always off and on imvu. Creating an account. Deleting. I actually enjoy that site because of the avatars.
And I started my first time on imvu, when I was in elementry. I think, maybe middle school.
Imvu is a chat website with 3D avatars in a virtual reality. The site is between good and bad. It’s a 50/50 win or lose type of thing. But last year, back when I had my laptop working. I had an account and got back on it. I was bored and I decided to play with this new upgrade to the chat.
It worked like tinder! I wasn’t planning to date anyone because at the time I was in a so called relationship. Previously I was on a dating website, badoo. Bad choice, don’t do it.
This artist on tumblr. Draws Xaldin from Kingdom Hearts with Lexaeus. She’s lesibian. Not important but to me it was and she had the stupidest reason behind this thing I shall explain.
She accused me of fetishizing, an Iranian. So, I’m swiping on these avatars on imvu. And I come across this guy who doesn’t have an avatar, it’s his face and I’m like he’s kinda ugly but his nose is cute. The thing I notice about guys is their nose. Now, I will admit this. Which is accurate.
If there was anything I truly was fetishizing. It was white men! And I still feel bad and no longer like white guys, in a sexual nature, they have weird dicks. Another reminder I am black. POC. Brown. African american. Whatever. I’m a nigga.
At the time when I swiped right on this boy who was 24 on his profile. He’s 25 now. Moments later he sent me a message and I didn’t think anyone would swipe on my card so this was surprising.
I didn’t get on imvu to date because I thought a boy named Tony Holt was my boyfriend. He said he cuffed me and I believed it. I was wrong. He said he liked black girls but in that way, you know actually fetishizing.
He messages me and says, my interest are funny. And I like making people laugh it gives me good vibes. So I say, I try my best. Eventually he invited me into a private chat and I accepted.
I was nervous as hell because like I said imvu is 50/50 you have some really messed up guys on there. And the last time, some really weird and ugly white dude started kissing all over my avatar like no tomorrow asking if I loved him. So this nice man and I’m saying man because he was one. The first thing he said, would you date a Chinese man?
I was so confused and I moved avatar as far from him to simulate this weird behavior. I wasn’t trying to date him. I ask, are you Chinese? He goes, I’m Iranian. Me: Then why did you ask? Him: I was trying to be funny And goddammit if he wasn’t.
I didn’t know he was Iranian. Nor did I care. It wouldn’t have made a difference if he was or not!
What really made me swipe right. Was because in his card he said he wanted an intellectual conversation with someone. Me, I like to talk, that’s all I wanted.
I ended up moving my avatar to the couch in the private chat but there was still space between our avatars.
He introduces himself. I give him my name. He was confused to why I thought, the first thing he wanted to do was date. Because I was away from his avatar. I remembered being a bit mean. He asked, why are you way over there and I snapped and said this is the not too fucking fast position because the last time somebody put me in a private chat THEY ASKED ME RIGHT OFF THE BACK DO I LOVE THEM AFTER KISSING MY AVATAR.
I remember words like, I don’t bite. And not going to lie. I was smiling because it was cute and I was nervous like.
But when I moved my avatar we talked and it was the best shit ever. Realizing I was having a conversation with somebody that knew shit and wasn’t a dumb ass. I was high.
He asked me about the president and his policies and I said something like fuck him. And he’s surprised. He goes, you don’t like your president? I said fuck no!
The conversation is going. I find out he has an illness. I have an illness I asked how he felt in Canada and asked if he faced any decrimination and I really don’t understand why there is a hatred towards middle eastern people. And the last middle eastern that spoke to me was on tinder. I think he said he was Iraqi. And I feel bad for that. I dogde the shit out of Arab men. Out of respect! I would hate to have an Arab boyfriend and both our families are like why you bring an A-RAB home (my dad) and his family is like what the fuck did you bring home?
Because not everyone is open minded to their children dating outside their race. I hold middle eastern men to a high regard. Like respect the shit out of them. By not talking to them in fear I sound like a racist uneducated ghetto mess! It’s like, you’re a smart man please leave a poor black woman to her slave duties, sir. But the one on tinder was confusing like are you here for sex or a date? And I wasn’t into the whole sex thing. So I ducked and dodged. On imvu, I love Capricorns! I don’t know why. He was a Capricorn. And I was all FUCK YEAH. And I had made him laugh talking about dick because dudes send me ugly dick pictures and I lie to them. I said something about black guy’s dicks changing color and he shared a story how a chick he was dating was real conceited.
My favorite thing. We talked. Laughed and joked. Eventually this huge feeling comes over me. And I wanted to really know him. I was interested as fuck. And last time I spoke with him, it was real short. I messaged him on imvu and he was willing but… Ugh I can’t get that back. Even if he changed his relationship status to in a relationship and I was confused as to why. Because I’m a grandma. If you don’t ask me. Nigga I guess you not interested and I don’t play games so…
Tony Holt came back from working on a rig and all hell broke lose. I think I hurt him. He unfriended me and that hurt me. I still like him. But at the same time. I’m confused, I don’t know if it’s pity or that rich Arab hospitality. One of those, Imma be nice but I don’t like you…ANYMORE BECAUSE HE FUCKING CALLED ME DEAR THE SECOND TIME WE CHATTED. And I’m not going to force him to be with me. Never. But my actions hurt. And I don’t want to slip into another relationship now.
If this is about wanting to date outside my race however. That is the stupidest thing. Rihanna is courting a Saudi! Brittany Spears is courted by an IRANI. AND A DAMN KARDASHIAN IS WITH A MIDDLE EASTERN. So two white heterosexual women and one black Caribbean can do it. But my black ass can’t?
I tried to date outside my race multiple times. What I fetishized were white men! And If I was really fetishizing, I would like a fucking middle eastern to message me and curse me the fuck out then some ass kissing self entiled brat. I don’t like her. She’s 19 and full of shit. Talking about, I draw Arabs and write about them.
NIGGA.
I HAVE A SYRAIN MALE CHARACTER WHO HAS SEVERAL BROTHERS. AND A SISTER AND THEN THERE WAS THE TIME I HAD A CHARACTER FROM YEMEN. FICTIONAL CHARACTERS ARE NOT REAL.
THEY DO NOT HOLD THE SAME VALUES AS A TANGIBLE MOTHERFUCKER. I said a Desi/Arabic woman was super fucking beautiful and thick and I don’t know if it was lesbianism or I was jealous as fuck. I had a stroke and she came into my room while I was in recovery and I just lost my damn voice. Plus. Why are you so concerned with what I reblog? I reblogged Arabic men one time. Some of them were shirtless. They looked good. Maybe the reason I did it was inappropriate but they were good looking men! And some were gay asf.
Oh look at this happy gay Arabic couple. They look so comfortable. You see gay men just hug and suddenly get happy? I don’t know why but seeing guys have this. I’m envious. Because I want a dick and hate my vagina. I’m a transexual? I do not care for my lady parts.
Like what ever the argument is… It’s stupid. Your art doesn’t carry the same shit as an actual middle eastern who comes to America or Canada. They out here getting called all sorts of shit.
You draw a hajabi girl and she gets her hajabi ripped off in your fictional world. You don’t go to an actual breathing tangible hajabi girl and try to relate your fictional shit to her actual pain.
A scenario: Hajabi: Some guy snatched my hajab off An artist: Well, my character Shahira Mohammed got her hajab ripped off her head too.
Scenerio two: Black people: I got called a nigger, I’m biracial An artist: I have a character that’s a slave, so I totally understand.
Scenerio three: Jewish people: I was just breathing when somebody threw money at me and called me a Jew face An artist: I totally understand. Yousef was called a Jesus killer in Chapter eight. It hurt so much to write that.
I still like Ahmad. Him being Iranian doesn’t mean shit to me. But I’ll punch a nigga for him. Middle easterners and Jewish people get the dumbest hate. ‘Oh well, middle easterners uh, 9/11’
One person. Not a whole nation.
‘Jews love money’
First off. Don’t be mad at somebody Jewish for getting off their ass and going to work because you sat down and scratched your ass all day. But please tell me I’m fetishizing.
How the fuck is it okay for some goddamn lesibian of 19 fucking years old. Find it remotely acceptable to draw gay fictional characters in yaoi scenerio if yaoi is also the art of hypersexualized homosexuality.
Because if that doesn’t mean the same damn thing then I might have a second goddamn stroke and I don’t want to die. That’s hypocrisy. Lesibians get the fetishizing thing, too when two homosexual girls are caught in public and a heterosexual man comes and sees they wanna instantly have a three way.
But clearly you don’t understand this. And instead you want to focus on POC, like middle easterners can’t speak the fuck up. If I was doing wrong, why the hell didn’t somebody that was Arabic not come and tell me after all the shit I reblogged. Can you please not reblog my shit? Because if they did I would have gotten the fuck rid of it.
But please explain to my black ass once more how I’m wrong. You fucking brat. You wanna act like an adult be prepared to get talk to like one. No one ever comes out when black women get fetishized. But I guess, in the harshes reality.
1) You once upon a time had a crush on some Arab who rejected you and now your gay.
2) You’re low key fucking racist. You looked through my blog on my now deleted account and ignored that I was a POC who went through this bullshit. And everyone can come after me like. Dude chill she’s 19. Fuck off. She’s reaching a new age of 20 no one is holding your fucking hand through life because you can’t face these things. Grow up. You hurt yourself. Which led to this. I’m not going to let some 19 wannabe important child explain to me what fetishizing is!
I told Ahmad about this. He laughed, said it was amusing. Found out he’s short. He has two brothers. Is the middle child. Is a weed smoker. BECAUSE MEDICAL MARIJUANA.
SHUT THE FUCK
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Could you do the 2p allies reacting to their s/o who is the youngest out of a family of eleven boys,and she's the only girl. (Obviously it being a female s/o but if you want to make it gender neutral you can!) ((I absolutely adore your blog!))
That’s so sweet of you to say! Thank you! :)I’ll just make this certain s/o request female because you originally wished for them to be a female. Also because everyone could just switch some words out with their imagination if they truly wanted it to be gender neutral (I couldn’t help but notice this sounds like brothers conflict haha~) . Anyway! Hope you enjoy.//2p America/Allen F. Jones
Allen and s/o were currently standing at the front door of a fairly large house. “You asked to meet my family… So, here we are.” s/o smiled nervously. “What are you so nervous about Doll? Everything’s gonna be fine!” Allen assured confidently. “Well… I-” s/o trailed off. Allen took this time to ring the doorbell. s/o gave a weak smile as she heard the door unlock. Allen looked towards the girl who seemed to be hiding something. “Is there something you’re not telling me Doll…?” He questioned. “W-well… I’m just afraid about how everyone will react.” She admitted. “Hey, s/o! Finally got a boyfriend?” Her older brother teased. s/o looked relieved as the door opened to reveal one of her easygoing brothers. Allen and s/o stepped inside and looked around the room. “You just wait until (eldest brother’s name) hears about this!” Two other brothers of hers chipped in. They looked identical. “(Twin’s names)… don’t you dare.” s/o frowned. “A boyfriend huh?… Aren’t we lucky that we all just happened to take a visit today.” One of her other older brothers leaned against the door frame. “What the hell…” Allen commented in a whisper. “Allen, these are my brothers. I have others but they are either upstairs or away with their families.” s/o informed. “What… the hell.” Allen repeated. “Guys, this is Allen. My boyfriend.” She introduced, a feint blush appearing on her cheeks. “When were you going to tell us about this s/o?” A deep voice had interrupted the friendly conversation. Her eyes widened as she realized who’s voice it was. “(Eldest brother’s name)…! I-i was going to tell you but I didn’t know how you would respond…” She trailed off. “Allen was it?” The eldest looked at Allen with a skeptical look. “If you go so low as to break her heart. The only thing you’ll be feeling will be pain.” He warned. Allen gave a smirk and gave an understanding thumbs up. “Gotcha. Oh- and s/o… When the hell were you going to tell me… THAT YOU LIVE WITH A HERD OF MEN!?” Looks like s/o has some explaining to do.
2p Canada/Mattieu Williams
s/o had no problem with telling Mattieu anything. If she had a problem or she did something that could have upsetted Mattieu, she could talk to him about it. They have a very trusting relationship. Telling him about her huge family was no problem either, she knew Mattieu wouldn’t react badly. “So, you said you had a large family right?” Mattieu recalled, ringing the doorbell. “Yeah, I have to warn you… they are very hyper kind of people. So, news about me having a boyfriend is sure to rile them up.” s/o sighed. “I’ll keep that in mind.” He replied as the door opened. “s/o! Long time no see!” One brother smiled at her, casually glancing over at Mattieu. “Who’s he? Did you finally get a boyfriend?” He blinked. “Boyfriend?! No way lemme see!” Another brother came to the door. “Guys, calm down.” You laughed. “What’s his name?” The overexcitable brother asked. “Mattieu. Mattieu Williams.” He replied, reaching out for a handshake. “Mattieu? Sounds French.” Another brother commented from inside. “It is… but I’m from Canada.” Mattieu responded, following s/o into the house. “Oh! Canada eh?” An immature brother teased. “(Immature brother name)…! Knock it off.” s/o frowned. “Sorry… These are my brothers. I suppose the others are upstairs.” s/o explained, turning to Mattieu. “There’s more?!” He shouted out of surprise. “Better believe it!” Another brother nodded, using his sister as an armrest. “What do you think I meant by ‘huge family’? She grinned, rasing an eyebrow. Removing his arm from her, she hid behind Mattieu. "Stop using me as an armrest!” She pouted. “Yo Mattieu! You like hockey?” A brother called from the living room. “Hell yeah!” Mattieu replied with a wide grin. “Looks like we are going to be here a while…” s/o sighed.
2p England/Oliver Kirkland
“How wonderful Poppet! You have lots of people who care about you.” Oliver beamed in happiness. “Yeah… but they are all super protective of me.” s/o sighed. “Well of course! I wouldn’t expect any less from them. If they weren’t protective of you, I would have had no choice but to snatch you up and protect you myself!” He proclaimed. She smiled and rang the doorbell. “s/o… I see you’ve brought someone with you.” A man had opened the door, he had no emotion written on his face. “Yo s/o! Who’s cotton candy hair over here?” Another younger man came to the door. “Hey guys, this is Oliver. My boyfriend. Oliver, these are my brothers.” She informed. “Boyfriend?” A voice came from behind you. “O-oh! (Respected older brother’s name)!” She stuttered in surprise. “You didn’t mention anyone when you called…” He stated. “That’s because I knew you would have run a background check or perhaps eve given him a contract to sign!” She crossed her arms, clearly annoyed. “What’s so wrong with that? I’m just taking precautions.” He replied. “I’m pretty sure I am the only person in the world who has to have her boyfriend sign a contract in order to be accepted!” s/o huffs. “It’s not that strange. It’s just as if any ordinary brother was worried about their sister and wanted to make sure the guy was okay before the couple got too serious.” He spoke. “But no one went to the degree of making them sign legal papers!” She snapped. “I am so touched!” Oliver placed a hand over his heart, dramatically. “You care so much about her that you would go that far? I am absolutely moved!” Oliver practically swooned. “Huh?” s/o blinked. “See? If only you too could see things our way s/o.” (Respected brother’s name) said. “Oliver… Whatever world you are in, come home.” She deadpanned.
2p France/Francois Bonnefoy
Francois took a puff of his cigarette, turning towards s/o. “Your silence is slowly killing me.” She stated. “I 'ave nothing to say.” He shrugged. “I feel like you are secretly thinking negative things about me right now.” She sighed, practically trudging up to the door. “s/o… I am not upset at you. I just want to get this over with.” Francois informed, ringing the doorbell. “s/o! You finally came! Oh, you must be Francois! s/o has told me quite a lot about you~” A chipper man came to the door, greeting the two as they came inside. “He reminds me of someone…” Francois noted, whispering towards s/o. “Who?” She questioned. “Oliver.” He stated. “Would you two get over here? Francois is here.” The Oliver-like brother called to the two other men sitting on the couch. “Is zhis some kind of joke?” Francois looked over at you. “What….?” s/o looked over at him in a questioning manner. “They both look like Mattieu and Allen!” He exclaimed in a whisper. “Oh- They do… don’t they?” She looked at the two and compared them mentally. “I see why you are so tolerant of them now.” Francois mumbled. “Could I get you two anything?” The cheerful brother wondered. “I’m okay for now.. But maybe a wine for Francois?” She smiled. “Wine? I believe (Second oldest brother’s name) should have some. He’s usually down in the basement.” He cheerfully responded. “Oh… alright, come then Francois.” She motioned for him to follow. “(2nd oldest brother’s name)…? I brought a guest.” s/o informed, walking down the steps to the basement. “One moment!” A voice said as the room became brighter. “Is that… (name of wine)?” Francois questioned, walking towards a barrel. “You have a good eye! Yes, that is (name of wine)!” Her brother responded. “Oh no… Here we go. Once they get talking abkut wine they won’t stop.” s/o sighed, aborting the mission and leaving Francois and her brother to chat about wine.
2p Russia/Viktor Braginsky
Viktor’s sharp gaze upon the girl softened after he remembered that this wasn’t just any girl. This was his s/o and his alone. “You live with many brothers. Interesting.” He said as she practically sunk in the chair she was in. “Y-yes… I have a total of eleven.” She said, twirling her thumbs out of nervousness. “We should take a visit to your family da?” He questioned. This made her tremble a bit, he wasn’t usually the one to be so accepting to things like this. “Viktor, you aren’t mad…?” She wondered, almost fearful of his reply. “No. I’m not angry. I’m curious.” He looked over at her from across the table. “Curious?” She repeated in question. “Yes… I want to know exactly what kind of men these brothers of yours are.” He said, causing her to look over at him with a skeptical look. “Okay but please don’t hurt any of them.” She laughed nervously. (One long day at s/o’s house later~) “Are they really related to you?” Viktor asked, looking unamused. “Yeah… They’re crazy I know.” s/o walked towards the car. “All but one. I got a chance to talk to (brother’s name) while I was in there. He had some useful information.” Viktor’s face showed an amused expression. “W-what is that supposed to mean?” s/o almost gasped. “Nothing, nothing. I will allow you to stay in that house.” Viktor waved it off. “Its not like you could force me to leave the house even if you wanted me to.” She said. “Funny.” He replied, leaving her to wonder what exactly he meant.
2p China/Zao Wang
s/o had told Zao about her life with 11 other boys i the house. Zao took it just fine, but he wanted to meet them. “Zao wait!” She called out to him. “What is there to be afraid of kitten?” Zao said confidently, knocking on the door. “Don’t mention anything about what you do Zao… not one word.” She whispered. “But who wouldn’t want to know that I secretly deal with dru- I’m just kidding, no need to be so uptight.” He assured. “Zao, seriously… don’t.” She warned him. “Oh, you must be Zao. s/o told me about you.” A man came to the door, gretting the two. “Oh hey! Come on in guys! s/o, long time no see!” “What were you worried about? Your brothers are nice.” Zao complimented. “Until they figure out that a criminal is in their house.” She whispered in an agressive manner. “Your brothers must be big on the law then…” Zao concluded, sitting down in one of the stools in the kitchen. “Well that would come naturally if you work with the police.” She deadpanned. “What…” Zao trailed off in shock. “I was trying to tell you that one of my brothers is a policeman and another is a detective.” s/o sighed. Zao seemed tense, he nervously shifted in his seat. “Why did you let me come here then?” He questioned in a whisper. “I tried to stop you but you said you would just go by yourself if I wasn’t coming.” She glared at him. “Oh, right…” He recalled, falling silent. “So, Zao…! What do ya do for a living?” s/o ’s brother asked, handing him a drink. “He is a entrepreneur.” s/o buds in, Zao nods at this. “Oh I see. You’re not one of those cheapskates that rob people of their money right?” Her brother jokes, making s/o and Zao nervously laugh along with him. “Well! It was nice meeting you, but we were just in the neighborhood and wanted to stop by.” Zao starts to head for the door. “Whoa now! Leaving so soon?” Another voice surprised them from behind. “Yeah, we’ve gotta run. Maybe next time we’ll stay longer, see you!” s/o waved goodbye before pushing Zao out the front door. “Remind me to listen to you more.” Zao sighed in relief. “Yeah, it would sure be better for your health if you did.” She sighed, shaking her head.
#hetalia allies#hetalia#reaction#russia#romance#england#writing#zao wang#ww2#2p hetalia#oliver kirkland#allen f jones#viktor braginsky#francois bonnefoy#anime#brothers#sister
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Can you do the 2ps reacting to their s/o coming out as trans (ftm)? (This is the same person that asked you about the poly 2p Russia x trans s/o x 2p America and I really wanted to thank you for that- I've been feeling really dysphoric recently and this has helped a bit. Again though, if this is out of your comfort zone I completely understand)
(anything for you guys! i wish you the best of luck with your dysphoria, i know how hard it can be. don't forget you are completely valid no matter what anyone says
2P!Italy: He'd be surprised that you hadn't told him sooner, but trusted your judgement regardless. He doesn't react all too much, but he smiles and kisses your hand and tells you that he's happy you trust him to know 2P!Romano: He would ask if you had truly thought those suits he made were for him; those totally aren't even his style! ((he would be really happy and probably force you to go shopping so your deadrobe didn't make you so dysphoric - he knows exactly what kind of binders are the best))2P!Germany: He would be extremely nervous if you were trying to stall, thinking you were going to break up with him or something. Once you told him he started laughing (relieved), which probably gave you a heart attack, which then gave him a heart attack and he was like "i wASNT LAUGHING AT OYU I THOUGHT YOU WERE GONNA ROAST ME OMF BB AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAABE *incoherent German yodelling*" and then start rapidly explaining uselessly. That probably made you laugh, and when you laugh he laughs, so you're both probably standing in the middle of your room laughing really hard for no reason. He tries to make it light so you don't seem so hard on yourself; he's super proud that his boyfriend is comfortable enough with himself to tell him!! 2P!Prussia: he would probably start silently crying and you're like ??????????? same?? but,, ????? and he would just hug you wordlessly because he knows what it's like to feel trapped and would cuddle with you the rest of the day 2P!Japan: He's a little confused? He knew that already and yet you seem so anxious? Kuro would try to be as gentle as possible in explaining that he already knew (without trying to sound like a total asshole) and then probably say something like "nice babe 2P!America: ^ would do the opposite. he would take you to your favourite place and be super smiley because!!!!!!!!!! look at my boyfriend!!!!! isn't he so handsome??????????? and he would smorch you everywhere and more2P!England: he, too, would cry, but he would just ramble about how much he loves you and that you're so amazing to let him know something so big about you. he would quickly attempt to compose himself, but probably celebratory stress-bake and you would be like "bB IT'S OK IE--" "LOVE JUST LET ME FINISH THI S TIER-" "OliVEr"2P!France: he would actually show you his b e a u t i f u l t e e t h for once, crack open a bottle of his good wine, and spend the rest of the day telling you about how he's still the hot boyfriend (to which you snort and probably spray wine)2P!Russia: he'd be kind of deteriorating a bit because he literally just called you something feminine before this and now he is apologizing and he thinks you will be angry and you're like "no babe i just told you" and he would try and stop apologizing but he's ju st,, so , g ay, and all of his doritos would fall out of his fanny pack and now there are tears in his eyes as he tries to pick them up and you threaten to leave with the kids and now he is seeing himself in a coffin from an astral point of view then bAM you're snapping your fingers in his face, asking where he went and he is like "i... i don't,, i don,t kno w,,... i'm proud of you for telling me" and now he's acting weird because he just spaced out and thinks that you know about his dorito fanny pack and now he's paranoid and itchy and he just wants to go to bed (td;lr he paps ur head and tells u ur valid af 2P!China: would instantly become your bodyguard and try and fight anyone who misgenders you. loves you so much and just wants to see you smile, so he puts sticky notes saying how hot you look or how your wedding suit is gonna have flames like guy fieri and that he accidentally ordered some edible arrangements what how'd those get there ://2P!Canada: he would blush and be like!!! "ah! yay bby u prince :0" then ask you questions so he knows what will best make you comfortable and then he will surrender his Prized Boyfriend Hoodie (the spare, you already have the original. damn you and your greedy fingers) and try to see if his old Timbs fit your feet so you can match (unless you have super big feet you will trip the second he laces them on you) (he will laugh because he is actually satan with a heart)(i tried to make these more humourous as I went, i'm really sorry if i offended you in any way, shape, or form! all of the boys would be overly supportive and be so proud to call you their husband one day ;) )
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'The Bachelor Winter Games' Season 1, Episode 4 Recap: A Couple Is Engaged, but It's Not Who You Think
I’ll get right to the big news: A couple from The Bachelor Winter Games is engaged. But who? Oh, I don’t give up my tea that easily. Read on to find out—spoilers ahead, obviously.
The episode starts with Lesley giving us a rundown on the status of every relationship, including her own. Turns out she’s as surprised as I am that Dean has transformed from an indecisive fuckboi to a real-deal relationship cutie. Well, we’ll see—there’s still two hours of this to go. Anything could happen…including Chris Harrison stumbling through knee-deep snow just to tell the couples they’ll be ice dancing this week. Now that is commitment to his hosting duties.
Speaking of commitment to a role: Ashley abruptly asks if there are any fantasy suite dates this week. Hm, something on your mind, Ashley? Everyone laughs, including Chris, but he doesn’t answer her question! But, are there? Asking for a friend, and that friend is Ashley I.
Later, the couples meet professional skaters who help them form their routines. As Ashley points out, it’s all very Dancing With the Stars. (Synergy!) Most of them have fun with it, but tension between Bibiana and Jordan starts to creep in. I bet Virtue and Moir don’t have these problems. [Pauses to fall down rabbit hole of Virtue and Moir videos.]
When the show returns from the commercial break, we’re finally given the extended Courtney and Lily scene I’ve been waiting for. It’s as silly and sweet as I imagined, and I’m shipping this couple so hard. Lily’s afraid, though, that there’s a bad side to all of this, and she’s kinda right because we have to check in with other couples now. 🙁
There’s drama with Jordan and Bibiana that I can already tell is gonna eat up way too much time. It all starts when Jordan tells Bibi he wants to pursue something after the show and her reaction is to cry. Like, non-stop tears.
“What’s wrong with me?” – Bibiana, asking the important questions
After giving her some time to think it over, Jordan tells Bibi he just wants to have a conversation about their options but she thinks that’s putting too much pressure on her right now. Girl, I think that’s your answer. If you can’t even talk to this dude about, like, exchanging phone numbers then it’s clear you’re not ready for this. Eventually, she decides they should break up and go home. The whole thing was so drawn out that apparently everyone had gone to bed, and they’re shocked to hear what happened in the morning.
The couples don’t have too long to reflected on because they have to get to the rink to practice. There, they find out that THE Nancy Kerrigan will be judging their performances. And here I was thinking this was a budget Bachelor production.
Afterward, back at the house, Chris Harrison puts on his fanciest blazer-sweater combo to deliver a gift: FANTASY SUITES. There’s a montage of everyone getting dressed for their dates, including a scene where Luke’s, um, dick is blurred out. Lotta questions ’bout that. First of all, why keep that in, Bachelor editors? Also, Luke, why are you not wearing underwear in front of the cameras? His pants are halfway on, so does that mean he’s going commando? Please hit me up with answers.
On Dean and Lesley’s date, they decide they want to officially be boyfriend and girlfriend and take it to the next level. Meanwhile, Luke and Stassi have a tough convo about how to date while living in different countries. She says if it’s real love, she’d be willing to move. As for the fantasy suite, Stassi doesn’t feel comfortable doing it yet and Luke gives the correct response: “It is more important for me for you to feel happy and comfortable than anything else that could happen tonight.”
Next, we get to the good stuff: Lily and Courtney’s date. They both admit they’re falling in love, and it is cute.
“Oh, that’s great!” – Courtney upon learning that Lily’s falling for him.
…but she’s not willing to do the fantasy suite quite yet, so they’re sleeping in separate rooms tonight. It’s all good, though—they end with a big smooch and a smile.
On Ashley and Kevin’s date, they talk (again) about her virginity and he says he’s kinda jealous she’s a virgin (wait, what?) because her first time will be so great. Dude, WHAT? Ashley is not as thrown by this comment as me, though, because she accepts the fantasy suite date. I mean, everyone deserves a partner who makes them feel safe and comfortable. If Kevin, a man who has seen Nickelback 27 times, is that guy for Ashley then I’m happy for her.
In the morning, Courtney wakes Lily with snowballs at her window as a romantic gesture. Lesley and Dean make post-fantasy suite scrambled eggs and bacon. Stassi greets Luke while wearing a pineapple-printed onesie. And Ashley and Kevin are canoodling, their clothes thrown around the hotel room. As for that whole virginity thing, Ashley wants to keep details on what happened with her and Kevin private. Respect!
Oh, I guess we should get to that skating competition. The couples act shocked to arrive at the rink and find legit skating costumes—what did you think you’d be wearing?—but at least Dean gets into, even upping the ante with eyeliner. It’s not not hot.
“I’m not a big outfit guy.” – Luke. Uh, yeah, we all saw that blurry bit earlier.
Before the competition even begins, there’s a wrinkle when Kevin falls on the ice and hurts himself. But after some fussing, he’s ready to do this. Before the dances begin, though, the show make us sit through the Bachelor Winter Games anthem one last time. It’s really jarring to hear this child singing “we want to see this through” against footage of Dean and Lesley frenching, just saying.
The skating is mostly uneventful, so let’s just get to who wins: Kevin and Ashley!
“Ashley! Don’t Give It Up!” – Some rude fan’s sign
They win golden roses and yeah, yeah, yeah, let’s just move on to what you really want to know: Are any of these couples still together?
Here’s what we find out at the World Tells All special:
Courtney and Lily: They rented an RV and drove across the country from New York to Los Angeles. They’re still fully in love and even decided to move to LA together after their epic road trip. Welcome to America!
Dean and Lesley: After Vermont, they’ve been spending a lot of time together. So much so that Dean does a whole fake proposal (ew, men never do this) with a key to his house.
Stassi and Luke: After the show, Luke totally ghosted on Stassi. He didn’t even get her phone number! He tries to defend himself by saying the geographical distance was too much, but Stassi (rightly) calls him out because he didn’t have the decency to break up with her instead of disappearing.
Kevin and Ashley: Ashley’s visited him in Canada, they did a trip to Boston, and he’s been visiting her in Los Angeles. So, they’re going to take it from there and see how it goes.
And twist! Clare and Benoit fell in love after they left the show! And then, he PROPOSED. And she said yes! Look, she even got a Neil Lane ring:
So that’s that, my friends. Congrats to Clare and Benoit!
https://nicestyles.ca/lifestyle/the-bachelor-winter-games-season-1-episode-4-recap-a-couple-is-engaged-but-its-not-who-you-think/
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💗 if you could hug anyone, who would it be?
Dominic Sherwood. Jace needs a hug plus he’s my favorite celebrity atm and looks like he gives good hugs, i’m just saying.
🐹 what are some of your favourite Pokémon and why?
Eevee, he is adorable on his own plus can turn into several other awesome looking pokemons; Cubone, his story makes me want to cry; Dragonite, for no particular reason, i just like him. Pichu for cuteness reasons and Beedrill cause i had this pokemon card game and Beedrill was my stronger card.
��� if you were in charge of the world, what would the world look like?
a lot prettier since i’m a bit obsessed with symmetry. honestly i don’t think i’m a good person to rule the world, i’d have hard stances on many things, but i guess things would be better when it comes to human rights, there’d be no wars ( since i rule everything ) and a lot of tolerance so people can be who they really are as long as it doesn’t hurts anybody else, i’d legalize drugs, abortion, and shove a bunch of LGBT rights down people’s throats… idk, i want to say it’d be better because the current situation is shit, but i’d probably get a council to help me out cause this feels hard already. i don’t want to rule the world, just have the power to make stupid demands like ‘I request a Unicorn Day!’ and “Bring back Life as We Know It for a season 2!’
👀 what was the most recent vivid dream that you had?
i rarely remember my dreams so there aren’t many, but the last i can recall was this weird thing where i was in a house somewhere in Europe and Min showed up and threw me a surprise party, and she spoke Portuguese. a lot of people started showing up, some bands i used to know and people i haven’t talked or though about in years.. i’m pretty sure the party ended up in a fight.
☀️ what do you like the most about your best friends?
Heelary can always put things into perspective for me, help me stop, analyse a situation and see what i can actually do instead of just freaking out and crying. Fee thinks i’m this incredible person capable of anything and she helps me believe in myself. Ana likes the same things i do, like rping and plotting stories, and she helps me see that i’m not so weird and out there as i sometimes think i am. Daniel is someone i see once a year at times but i’ve known him for over 20 years but whenever we do meet it’s like time hasn’t past at all. Min makes me feel less lonely and helps me when i’m down ( she thinks i’m a far better person than i sometimes feel i am ) and, finally, B is my soulmate when it comes to writing and such a talented person it makes me feel special that i get to be her friend. overall i’m really blessed of having this collection of ridiculously special people in my life and i chose to make this about how them make me feel but they’re all incredible and amazing on their own.
😘 talk about your crush or partner
i have crushes in half of my friends ( the hazards of bissexuality, lol ), but i live with my boyfriend, have done it for a couple years now… we have a bit of a silly love story where i was going to leave the country and drunkenly proposed he be my fake-boyfriend for a few months before my trip just so we could go on dates and make out, no strings attached… so of course we spend a month seeing each other every single fucking day and fall in love. i never had a relationship that lasted more than a couple months prior to that, and now here i am 3 years and counting. he asked me not to leave and i stayed. so that’s it, that’s my relationship, and this whole rant says nothing about him. he’s a lawyer, a big nerd that plays MMO’s all night, a grumpy fuck and totally silly putty for out cat, Arthur. i love him.
💁 if someone was rude to you, would you be rude back?
it depends… i usually have a ‘kill them with kindness’ approach to rudeness. being the kid dressed in black with piercings and tattoos when i was younger i was used to having people approach me and my friends with a general bad disposition and i loved being extra nice and cheery just to see their momentary confusion and the damn youths being polite and nice. that is not to say i can’t be a rude bitch, i’m a scorpio after all, but it usually has to be deserved.
🌟 what do you like about yourself? (must choose at least 3 things!)
i like my eyes a lot, they’re my best feature ( well that and my boobs, but it feels shallow to say boobs in a top 3 ). i like my writing, and i think i do it well enough to consider it a talent ( i don’t have many of those so i’ll take what i can get ) and, lastly, i guess i love my creativity, be it with stories, cooking, crafts or just imagining things, i tend to go hard about it and it’s something i love doing, creating something new.
🐾 what are you scared of most? how will you overcome it?
the deep sea, crocodiles, hippos, extreme heights, anonymity and failure, i don’t really know how to overcome any of them ( and you can’t pay me enough to get anywhere near a hippo ) but i suppose we live on through the memory of the people we somehow touch in life so i hope i can finish my book one day, and maybe live through my stories and those who read them - so i don’t know if it would work, but this is what i’ve got.
🎁 what never fails to make you happy?
rping. it gets me out of my head and helps me forget my real life troubles, being able to think for someone else, plot things and put them into writing or just express them somehow ( since i love tabletop rps as well ) i just honestly turn to my characters whenever real life gets too much.
💙 what annoys you about some people?
so many things… mostly i guess hypocrisy and ignorance. it’s no secret this fandom for instance annoys me a lot and it’s mostly due to the fact that some people think they can tell others what to enjoy and how to think, that they love to judge and condemn things. in the few recent times i’ve been through their arguments and rants i can tell you it’s just ignorance and hatred spun into the vague shape of social justice and righteousness and that annoys me a lot.
😤 do you get angry easily?
i wouldn’t say angry, but i do get stressed easily and worry about things like there’s no tomorrow. i can rant and complain a lot too, but getting truly angry is something i don’t do so easily.
✈️ what is your dream city and why?
i can’t think of one specific city, more like a feeling.. i love the idea of a homey suburban place where one can raise a family, with snow during the winter ( so i guess it’d be in North America or Europe and safer than my country is. my dream city is probably in Canada, if i had to guess, but i’ve never been there so i can’t name a specific one.
⚡️ if you had any superpower, what would it be and why?
i’ve answered this before in another meme, but definitely to stop time. it’s the one thing i’m always missing and, as an expert procrastinator with friends in different time-zones i could definitely use it. just imagine being able to sleep as much as you want but you stopped time before doing it so you actually missed nothing out of your day *weeps* now that’s the dream.
💛 if you could talk to your younger self, what would you say?
not to worry so much about things, that the conflicts we go through when we are young become small in the future. that high-school grades mean nothing and i shouldn’t stress about them. that getting your first kiss is not that important. that the person you are in school is not who you’ll be forever and that i’d make amazing friends, just give it time.
💚 who are you jealous of and why?
my friends. i’m not a jealous girlfriend, but i have a weird feeling towards my friends, like i’ll try really hard to bring them together and make them friends with each other because that’s always nice but if someone new comes along that i don’t know i’m just like ‘who dis’ and i stress that they might take my place until it’s clear they won’t. i’m also default jealous of all other Alec blogs out there, obliviously.
💎 which one would you rather have more of: intelligence, beauty, kindness, wealth or bravery? why?
wealth, cause money can’t buy everything but it sure as hell buys a whole lot. it enables you to worry less, to help people and to live adventures, even if you don’t straight out need it in order to do any of those things on principle.
🍀 if you could be any fictional character’s best friend/lover, which fictional character would you be?
i wanna say i’d be Alec because then i’d get a Jace… but a very single Alec, desperately in love with my best friend - so basically i’d be season 1 Alec, k bye
🍰 what are some of your favourite sugary foods?
cheesecake, milky chocolate, chocolate cake/cupcakes… I’m very easy with this kind of thing since chocolate is my favorite flavor for sweets, but i also love lemon tarts and things with almonds and nuts like gianduia chocolate and nutella.
🙀 are you an adrenaline seeker?
nah, i don’t think so. i’ll do some adventurous things, but nothing like bungee jumping and shit, that’s just terrifying.
💥 what are some unpopular opinions that you have?
oh boy… unpopular opinions, let’s see. jalec > m@lec. Godfrey Gao was my favorite Magnus Bane. Star Wars is not all that. Friends is not so funny, neither is How I Met Your Mother. i don’t like the Beatles. i don’t like cult movies as a whole…
🎤 what’s the last song you hummed or sang by yourself?
Celine Dion’s It’s All Coming Back To Me Now. i saw this video of Jeremy Jordan singing it has been stuck in my head for days.
📚 share 3 books that you love and your favourite quote from them.
Jane Austen’s Pride and Prejudice: “My good opinion once lost is lost forever.”
Neil Gaiman’s Stardust:“A philosopher once asked, “Are we human because we gaze at the stars, or do we gaze at them because we are human?” Pointless, really…“Do the stars gaze back?” Now, that’s a question.”
Meg Cabot’s The Princess Diaries, I can’t find the quote and I read them in Portuguese ( unlike the other two ), but my favorite quote would be Michael’s ove confession to Mia in book four, if I’m not mistaken, I literally had it photocopied and pasted to the back of my notebook in high-school, sue me.
😌 what thoughts keep you going when you’re sad?
that however bad i think things are i know that it gets better. that there are people out there that car about me enough to want to help and to want to see me happy. that i’m not alone, even when i think i am. that no matter how ugly the world seems there are wonderful people out there and things worth living for.
🐧 describe yourself in 3 words
bossy, needy and witty ( that’s according to Ana ) my own reply would vary between ‘totally fucking awesome’ and ‘not very nice’ depending on the day.
💫 who inspires you?
successful people, i don’t have one in particular but whoever gets to live their dreams is someone i’d aspire to be ( unless you’re like Valentine and your dreams involve mass murder or something ).
👻 do you believe in ghosts and why?
not really? never thought much about them, but in general i don’t assume all the legends are true unless Jace shows up and tells me otherwise.
🎀 what’s your fashion sense like?
emo circa 2004. skinny jeans, band t-shirts, cropped tops, combat boots, a lot of black and the occasional fitted dress… i love makeup so there’s that, preferably with smoky eyes, bold lips and a lot of highlight.
🎬 what are some of your favourite films?
Pride and Prejudice, Stardust ( i’m consistent like that ), Les Miserables, Knight’s Tale, Captain América ( all of them, but specially The Winter Soldier ), Dangerous Beauty, A Cinderella Story, What a Girl Wants, She’ll All That, Memoirs of a Gueixa, The Count Of Montecristo, Pacific Rim, Disney’s Hercules, Mulan, The Lady and The Tramp, Anastasia… I like period romances, musicals, Disney movies and romcoms, that’s me.
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