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gratsu frozen au (?)
#fairy tail#natsu dragneel#gray fullbuster#gratsu#*into the unknown playing in the background*#lyon is a good brother here#if you dont like frozen i am so sorry#i have no idea what i drew either#my art :0
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so. i wrote this. it's the start of an au where Lyon doesn’t fight and abandon Gray when Ur crumbles, they stick together like Ur would’ve wanted, and go to Fairy Tail together
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No. No, no, no. A litany of denials ran through his head as he stared at Gray in shock. “No,” Lyon said desperately. “You’re lying. You’re lying! Ur isn’t dead! Ur can’t be dead!” He had to be lying. Ur was—Ur was larger than life, the most powerful mage there was. There was no way she was dead.
Gray still wouldn’t meet his eyes. Lyon spun around, but all he saw was endless rubble and in the distance—Deliora, frozen in ice. Ur used Iced Shell, hadn’t she? She’d stopped the demon, hadn’t she? Then why was she dead? How was she dead?
He stilled, blood freezing in his veins. Ur had stopped him, earlier, when he’d tried to use Iced Shell. Why had she stopped him? Was it…? (What was the cost of Iced Shell? Why hadn’t she wanted him to use it?)
It clicked into place. Somehow, in that moment, he knew, down to his bones, that Ur was dead, and it was because she cast Iced Shell. (Which he gave her the idea to do. If he hadn’t tried to use it…)
Ur was dead. She was dead. The realization settled, wrapping like a vice around his heart. He lunged forward, because it was better to be angry than sad, and Gray was just sitting there and he wouldn’t even look at Lyon. He grabbed the front of his little brother Gray’s shirt and forced him to look up. “You bastard!” he screamed. “What about my dream? How am I supposed to surpass her now?”
He was supposed to become the strongest Ice Mage, finally surpass Ur, but he couldn’t do that if she was dead. What was he supposed to do now? He felt unmoored, lost in a world without the one thing, the one person, he always thought would be constant in his life. Without his sole dream, his only goal in life.
“Sorry...” Gray said, as though a single sorry would ever be enough to fix this. As though he’d merely just messed up again in training instead of single-handedly upending Lyon’s life.
“Sorry?! You’re sorry?” His eyes burned. “This is all your fault! If it weren’t for you— If you hadn’t challenged Deliora—” Ur was dead, because of Gray.
Lyon drew back his arm for a punch, grief and desperation bleeding into fury, clouding his vision. You killed Ur! he wanted to scream, except the words lodged painfully in his throat, a sense of finality to them, something that once said couldn’t be taken back. But still, he forced them past his lips, because in that moment, he wanted Gray to hurt. To feel the same pain and grief and despair he was feeling.
In that moment, he was convinced that he hated Gray.
(But in the recesses of his mind, he knew—he was going to regret this later. Because this was still Gray, was still his little brother. Because the rational part of him knew that Ur had chosen this. That she hadn’t had to come after Gray, much less use Iced Shell. And really—he was angry with himself, because if only he hadn’t tried it and given her the idea—well. It was easier to be mad at Gray than to acknowledge the guilt.
Or the fear. Because Gray had come so close to dying today—for all that it seemed like he wanted it, which was a whole other can of worms—and Lyon would never have wanted that either. Would he have been happier if Gray had died and not Ur?
…He hated that the answer wasn’t yes.)
He dropped his arm instead, turning his back on Gray.
He was on the verge of storming away, leaving Gray in the rubble and wreckage (because Ur was dead and did he even care?), when he paused. And, maybe in another world, he’d be a touch more furious, his heart a touch more broken, and he’d walk away without hesitation, let the love fester into something approaching hate. But in this one—he looked back. And stopped.
A faint sheen of tears glimmered in his little brother’s eyes, and Lyon finally looked at his fellow student, really looked. Took in the dust in his hair and the faint dried tear tracks on his cheek. And—Gray hadn’t fought back. Belligerent, snappish Gray hadn’t fought back at all, had been limp as a doll in Lyon’s hands. That wasn’t—Gray wasn’t supposed to do that. He always fought back. (Lyon would’ve felt more justified being angry at him if he had.)
Damn it. This wasn’t fair. Ur was dead, because of Gray, because he’d gone off running after a demon like a suicidal idiot (and if he’d been scared, too, when Gray had walked away, into that raging blizzard—well). Lyon wanted to hate Gray, and it wasn’t fair that he couldn’t. That he still cared. He scrubbed his hands against his eyes harshly, but—he couldn’t leave. He was still the older disciple and Gray was hurting too. It was his job to look after him, even if Ur wasn’t—Even if Ur wasn’t there. She would never have wanted him to abandon Gray.
(And to be honest, he knew himself, knew that he could walk away, but would absolutely regret it later.)
Gray was the reason why Ur was dead. But he was also all Lyon had left and he couldn’t just leave him.
“Damn it,” he exhaled, and stomped back.
Gray looked up. “...Lyon?” he said, voice tremulous and painfully uncertain, a far cry from the angry boy he’d known.
“Get up.” And it was rough, because part of Lyon still wasn’t sure if he could forgive Gray and anyway, Lyon had never been gentle, but it lacked the fire and hate from earlier.
Maybe Gray could tell, because there was relief in his eyes (relief that Lyon hadn’t abandoned him? Lyon wondered, stomach twisting at how close he’d come to doing so) and his voice was surer as he said, quietly, “Okay.”
you ever think about how gray feels so guilty about causing Ur's death but like. if you rewatch episode 15, you'll notice that it's lyon casting iced shell (or starting to, anyway) that surge of magic, that brings deliora's attention upon them. otherwise, they might've actually been able to retreat. like, ur could've just grabbed gray and hightailed it out of there, bc what does a demon care for three humans in particular? except then lyon attracted its attention and then it was too late. makes me wonder if lyon realizes this and that's why he's so mad at gray - to bury his own guilt/distract himself from it. better anger than grief and guilt after all
#fairy tail#gray fullbuster#lyon vastia#ur milkovich#ficlet#fic snippet#fanfic#ice siblings#Lyon is a good brother#or well he's trying at least
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'You're not weak,' Kihrin told him. 'I am weak,' Galen corrected, tears still streaming down his cheeks. 'I am weak and I am wrong, and I wish I weren't. I don't like the things our father wants me to like, no matter how hard I try.' 'You're fantastic with a sword,' Kihrin said, trying to find what words of comfort he could. 'Not good enough, it seems.' Galen shook his head. 'Never good enough, or strong enough, or cruel enough to please him. He'll beat me now, for daring to cry over my mother's corpse.'
Jenn Lyons, from The Ruin of Kings
#toxic masculinity#abuse#impossible to please#brothers#abusive father#comfort#dialogue#boys don't cry#i'll never be good enough#reminds me of#roman roy#logan roy#succession#quotes#lit#words#excerpts#quote#literature#jenn lyons#the ruin of kings
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Injured (Jenni's Version): Future
Grace Clinton x Reader
Summary: You need to leave
"Mami! Mami! Mami!"
You smile slightly, continuing to pack your suitcase as your son lays back on your bed.
"Yes, my James?"
He grins at you. "Can I come?"
You shake your head. "You know you can't."
"But why?"
"Because Paris is a long way away from Lyon." You add another set of pointe shoes to your bag. "And I need you to do a very special job for me."
You sit down on the bed, patting the spot next to you.
James is more than happy to crawl towards you, leaning close to hear his special job.
"You're a very responsible boy, aren't you?"
He nods. "I helped Mummy pick up Ollie's poo yesterday on our walk!"
Ollie's your family dog. Grace had gotten him for you when the first two rounds of ivf didn't take and you'd been so down about it. You were right in the middle of your third round and losing hope when Grace had come home with a German Shepherd puppy.
You called Ollie your good luck charm because two weeks after you'd successfully potty trained him, you fell pregnant with your other golden boy, James.
"That's very responsible!" You tell him," Because I need a very responsible boy to help me out."
"I'm responsible! I'm responsible! What is it?"
"I need you to be in charge of the house while I'm gone," You tell him," That's why you can't come with. You've got to make sure Mummy doesn't order takeout every day and cleans up Olivia's toys when she's done playing."
Olivia's the other light of your life, your nearly one year old daughter.
You didn't particularly want to leave either of them but you'd been called up by the Paris Opera Ballet to be their guest Principal for one of the shows they were putting on and you loved dancing in their venue.
Originally, you were going to say no but Grace pushed you to accept. She was more than capable of looking after both of the kids at once.
"I'll make sure Mummy eats healthy and cleans up!" James tells you," Can I go tell her I'm in charge while you're gone?"
"I'm sure she would love that."
James goes bursting out of the room and you take the time to finish packing.
Ollie whines a little as you zip up the bag.
"I'm sorry, Ollie," You say, gently stroking his head," You know I'll back soon."
Ollie's the family dog, technically, but, secretly, you know he's yours. He had been incredibly protective over you when you were pregnant with Livy and he had been super excitable as a puppy when you were pregnant with James.
Fully grown now, he loved being in the same room as you. He adored the kids and Grace, of course, but you had always been his person.
Frankly, you were getting a little worried he was lonely in the house alone all day so you and Grace had been in talks about getting Ollie his own puppy.
It was only fair to Olivia as well.
Ollie grew up with James. It's only right to have a puppy for Olivia to grow up with too.
But, that was a conversation for when you got back and after your planned trip to Spain in the summer.
It would be nice, you think, to have a puppy for Ollie to be the best big brother too just like how James is the best big brother to Livy.
Ollie follows you down the stairs, his favourite tennis ball in his mouth as you start pulling your suitcase down.
Grace appears at the bottom, hurrying up to swap the bag with Livy and carry it the down for you.
"Careful, beautiful," She says as you swap," You don't want to strain anything before you go on stage." She winks at you and you roll your eyes.
"Did James tell you I've left him in charge?"
"He did," Grace replies with a grin," I think he's already planning on demanding Big Bed access."
"Don't let him," You remind her but your wife just shrugs.
"I don't know. He's making a convincing case. Says that it would be cold without you and he should be there to warm it up."
"If you get him in the habit of sleeping in our bed while I'm away, Grace Clinton, then you're in trouble and I'm choosing what breed the next puppy is."
"Oh, come on!" Grace is laughing though so you know she isn't taking your empty threats too seriously. "Cab's here though. You finished up just in time."
"Okay." You pull on your coat surprisingly well for someone balancing a baby in the other arm.
You litter kisses all over Livy's face as Grace calls James to the door.
"I'll miss you, Mami," He tells you and you crouch down to give him kisses too.
"I'll miss you too, James," You say," I love you, baby."
"Love you too."
He curls into your arms and your rock him side to side softly before pulling away.
"Remember, you're in charge, okay? So I want you to boss around Mummy and make her eat healthy, deal?"
He nods. "Deal."
"I'll see you in a week, amor," You tell Grace, pecking her lips a few times and laughing when she tries to chase your kiss each time.
"Love you, beautiful."
"Love you too."
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Scrubber
Your first time versing Lyon was the match of your dreams
Barça Femení x teen!reader
pt. 3 masterlist
Warnings: lots of happiness and not proofread as per usual … 😁
A/N: i forgot to mention that mapi's knee is 100% functioning and not crippled in this series!!!! i’ve decided to turn it into a series because i love our hay day obsessed reader so much.
also, reader takes alexia’s place in scoring a golazo because our wonderkid needs her time to shine and what better time to shine than in a uwcl final 🪄🪄 (peep my reference in the fic to the gif im so smart)
we need a nickname for little miss wonderkid so i dont constantly refer to her as reader so plz suggest some in my asks 🥹
You were way too nervous for the final to function. You regretted eating breakfast that morning because it felt like you were about to throw it all up.
Honestly, you were even nervous to look at the players. You stood timidly between Lucy and Irene in the line, secretly hoping you never had to leave the tunnel. You did not want the likes of Ada Hegerberg charging towards little 16-year-old you.
You glanced down at the ‘NV15’ written on your wrist in black. That forever-present question of 'What would Vidić do?' loomed in your mind.
He wouldn’t be worrying about anyone on the opposition. He’d just be worried about breaking the Brexit tackle world record and keeping everyone in white as far away from the goal as possible.
The officials at the end of the tunnel signalled to both teams, which meant it was time. As you emerged out of the tunnel, walking out to the sound of a stadium full of culers, you didn’t feel scared. The cheers from all around the stadium deafened you, but also made you feel an insane amount of pride.
As you stood beside your teammates, the Barcelona anthem blasted on the speakers and the crowd became a choir as they sung the anthem loud and proud. Your attention was in the stands, looking at all the people that had come to watch. You almost teared up when you spotted a little girl and her older brother wearing a jersey with your name on it. Your name. Just having a mascot blew you away, so seeing people you probably weren’t much older than, wearing jerseys with your name on the back, was a crazy concept.
It made you think about the future. It made you hope that one day, you’d grow up to be some little girl’s idol the way Vidić is yours.
“Get ready to shake hands, (Y/N),” Irene reminded you, noticing that you looked a bit spaced out. You brought yourself back to the present and nodded, sticking your hand out to shake the long line of Lyon hands.
When Alexia asked you to bend down and hold the match day pennant, it almost felt like blasphemy. Your mouth was slightly agape as she thrusted it into your hand. “But why me?”
“My knee is no good, it’s better if I stand,” she explained.
“But why m–”
“Just hold it, nena!” Alexia laughed, getting back in the line. You crouched down, holding the pennant in one hand and bracing the ground with the other as you smiled gingerly for the camera.
As soon as the photographer lowered his camera, you sprung to your feet and gave the pennant back to Alexia. “There you go, capi!” you said happily, motioning to Renard who was approaching with their own pennant to exchange. Alexia laughed and patted you on the back, mumbling a quick ‘gracías’ before turning away.
You walked over to the bench and shrugged your jacket off, folding it neatly for one of the team management to take to the locker room later on. With one last meaningful glance at your wrist, you ran onto the field to take your position. Irene was with you in the center and Lucy covered the right while Ona took care of the left. Jona had told you to be prepared for Mapi to come on, so you kept that in mind too.
As soon as the whistle was blown, you were relieved to see that Aitana, Mariona, Caro and Salma had already gotten things under control. That gave you time to scope out the Lyon front three and think about how to handle them.
You thought about what Lucy said. ‘Don’t get hurt trying to do extreme tackles.’
At the end of the day, it all came down to instinct. When Dumornay started running at you with the ball, her feet moving too quick for you to focus on, you knew what you were going to do next had to be purely instinctual. This wasn’t the match for calculated tackles.
It was a fearless tackle. It wasn’t even much of a tackle, actually; you had just gotten to the ground right in her path and made contact with the ball first before she even touched you. When she did touch you, the top of her boot got caught on your abdomen, knocking her over. It was the consequence of her own speed and momentum.
With the ball at your feet, you did what you always did best — kick it as hard as you could and hope it goes well. You must’ve hoped extremely hard or hoped to the right deity, because the ball landed right at Aitana’s feet. Not an inch in front.
With one touch, she had beaten her marker. When Aitana got the ball, it was almost always a goal, and this time was no different; before you could even register that your ball had been kept in play, let alone found a player of your own, it had beaten Endler’s desperate hands and hit the back of the net. The stadium has the loudest atmosphere you’ve ever experienced after Aitana’s goal.
She came running to you, her arms outstretched. You threw yourself into her, hugging her tightly. The rest of the team came shortly after, suffocating you two in a big team hug. You heard some muffled voices praising you and Aitana, but you were too stunned by how quickly it all happened to even register their words. There were many pats on your back and side hugs before the game reset and you were back to your centerback position, kissing the writing on your wrist.
“Aparejo increíble (Y/N), and the pass! Magnífico!” Irene said, pulling you close and ruffling your hair (to which you huffed and slicked it back down) before running back to her position.
You didn’t actually intend to make that pass, so was it that special? Aitana did score from it, but she just has magical feet.
The match had flown by, both teams only separated by one goal at the 90th minute. Lyon were desperate for a goal. Barcelona were desperate for another. Many changes had been made, including Mapi and Pina coming on.
You watched as Diani came down the left wing and somehow managed to beat Lucy and Mapi, which meant you were going to have to try tidy up at the back and not let Diani get to Cata, the last hope.
At first, you just jockeyed. You held her off and tried to delay her, which worked; her stepovers were useless and she couldn’t get past you by tapping and running… but then she did.
She took a touch just wide of you, giving herself heaps of space to dribble up to goal if she was quick enough to retrieve the ball. The big underlying issue was, your jockeying had led you two up to the box. You could either get a card and risk her scoring from a penalty or worse — not do anything and let her put it in. You would rather break your Hay Day login streak than let that happen.
As she lurched forwards to get another touch on the ball, it was like everything was in slow motion. Time slowed down as you extended your leg and thrusted your entire body forwards, cushioning your fall by sliding on your arm across the damp grass and towards the ball. You closed your eyes as she got closer to your face, hoping that if you didn’t see it happen, the collision wouldn’t hurt as much. If this tackle went wrong, it would be over for you, for Barça.
Diani’s opening had been a gift from God himself, so you prepared yourself to see her celebrating happily, the ball rolling into the net when you opened your eyes, but when you finally did open them, the ball wasn’t in the net. Diani wasn’t celebrating.
She was lying on her chest, scrambling to get to her feet. The ball was out, discarded somewhere near the barriers as a ball boy passed a new one to Lucy to throw in. Cheers had rung through the stadium upon your last-ditch tackle, but you had been too distracted to pay attention to them. You had been too focused on trying to execute the perfect tackle that would either make or break the game.
The only thing you guys needed was another goal to really seal the deal. Lyon were getting dangerously close, you needed a goal.
When Lucy had played the ball in, you moved a bit further up the field, watching the play. You noticed Caro receiving the ball, and then you noticed the absence in the middle of the box. You scanned for Aitana or Pina or anybody, but they were all marked by figures like Renard and Carpenter or in other words, brick walls that were not letting them in any time soon.
It was all, pure, instinct. You ran– no, sprinted up the field, flailing your hands in the air. “Caro, Caro!” you screamed, motioning to the middle of the box, begging for a cross.
The cross she delivered from the right wing was set to land just in front of you. You couldn’t reach it for a volley and you sure as hell couldn’t bicycle kick it in. It was travelling fast and getting nearer by the second, but that was the advantage.
Without a second thought, you jumped up. Your body was basically horizontal in the air as you flew forwards, forehead connecting with the ball. It was a shame you couldn’t watch it shoot past Endler, burying itself right in the bottom left corner. You flew into the net as well, and the only way you realised you had scored was when you sat up and looked to your side to see the ball. That’s also the only way you realised you were in the goal.
You had never stood up faster or yelled louder. You zipped past Endler and ran down the field towards the nearest camera. Your first goal of your career couldn’t have been more perfect, so you needed a celebration to match.
Aitana appeared by your side, and as you two ran side-by-side, you pointed to the people in the stands. It was a simple but meaningful celebration; it was the same celebration Vidić had once done, and you remembered it vividly. In fact, it was one of your favourite moments.
You ran to the corner flag where the rest of your team were, and you all fell into another affectionate huddle. Lucy squeezed your side. “You’re in the wrong sport, I think you’d do well as a professional diver!” she jeered, having to yell her words over the noise. You grinned at her and hugged the woman tightly right before being instructed to reset.
The ball had barely started moving again before the referee blew the final whistle. Everyone from the sidelines jumped from their seats and ran onto the field, and the people on the field ram towards your goal. Cata booted the ball into the air and jumped on top of the big hug, and then Pina followed. There was singing and dancing and flags being thrown and tears and hugs for days.
It was happy moment upon happy moment for everyone as it all sunk in — you had finally, finally beat Olympique Lyonnais in a Champions League final for the first time in your history. You had helped beat Lyon and make history with this team, and you had won your first ever Champions League and quadruple, but you had to give credit where it was due.
You knew if you never had a role model like Nemanja Vidić, nothing would’ve happened the way it did for you against Lyon.
Being a 16-year-old girl with such a fiery passion to defend and hold it down at the back wasn’t easy. There wasn’t many defenders that played for the badge the way Vidić did. The reason you loved him so much was because he exerted such an immense sense of pride and dedication to his club, and that was the type of defender you wanted to be.
That was the type of defender you had been today.
You couldn’t believe Keira and Patri when they ran up to you saying that the officials wanted to see you so you could receive the Player of the Match award once again. Your jaw was dropped and you went red as they basically dragged you away from the locker rooms and towards the officials. Your cheeks were still red from embarrassment as you took the photo.
You learned that you couldn’t just slink away into the locker rooms after such a big match, so you spent a solid 10 minutes talking to fans all around the stadium. It was a bit awkward for you at first because most of them were either as old as Alexia or literally your age, but you figured you’d have to get used to it.
The best part about the whole day was, when you eventually got back to the locker room and picked your phone up, you had reached level 300 on Hay Day.
As if one major achievement wasn’t enough.
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Saturday Morning Vid Recs - Women!
Back in January I told @poetikat that I wanted to share just a fraction of vids I’ve seen since I started vidding in 2007 that I love. Taken me forever to format the links into a post to share. I have several more posts half-finished and may show up on your dashboard in following weeks or months.
I'm reccing vids that are at least 1 year old, but most of these vids are 4 and 8 and 12 years old and sometimes older. These vids feature a variety of sources, characters, genres of music, genres of shows. Each of these vidders have their own style and the way they approach a song or a source. I love these vids, they're fun to watch, they're hot, mesmerizing, engaging, thoughtful, full of love and horniness and BAMFs and joy and struggle. I love. I love.
I give to you 23 vids for this weekend's theme:
Women!!
Learning to Fly by rhoboat. Beautiful Boxer (2004). A movie vid based on trans Thai boxer Nong Toom’s life. This song is so good showing her journey to learning to find herself and fly! Ako Te Reo by bironic. Rūrangi (2020). Ana learning Te Reo Māori. This vid is so wonderful! It's never too late to learn. Come on Feet by JinkyO. Pumzi (2009). The song choice and pacing is incredible for this Kenyan sci-fi film. Something has to keep us moving forward. Black Nails by fightingarrival. A League of their Own (2022). A Max vid that is a great look at her journey on the show. This vid makes me want to rewatch all her scenes all over again. Here, take this L. Damned if She Do by chaila. Borgen. This source is the Danish political drama Borgen. Birgette is so kick-ass and this song is perfect for her. She come alive when she dying. "Nearly all men can stand adversity, but if you want to test a man's character, give him power." Strict Machine by such_heights. Doctor Who. River Song. I’m in love with River Song so of course I have to rec this. I get high on a buzz then a rush when I'm plugged in you. Counting Stars by beccatoria. DC Animated Wonder Woman. Beccatoria has always done such a great job of vidding animated source and WOMEN!!!! Superstar by @heresluck. Buffy the Vampire Slayer. A Faith vid. This (one of many) epic Faith vids to come out of vidding fandom over the years. This vid lives rent free in my head. But I would pay this vid to live in my head because I love it so much. Never gonna be the same again.
Down & Dirty by @sweeter-than. Killjoys. A Dutch fanvid! A++ song choice for a character study showing her relationship with the Jacobi brothers and her general awesomeness. Make way. Cut Like a Buffalo by kiki_miserychic. Empire. Cookie Lyon fanvid! Cookie has all the skin in the game and she is so good at music, but damn there’s so much bullshit she has to deal with along the way. Yeah, you know I look like a woman but I / Cut like a buffalo / Stand up like a tower, tall / Then I fall just like a domino. Control: A Monstress Fanvid by garrideb. Based on the comic Monstress. You know this Halsey song + any woman who has been Going Through It is going to be a fucking ride. Great editing, amazing art. Fortunate One by @moocowmoocow The Expanse. CAMINA!!! DRUMMER!!!! A Sleater-Kinney cover of Fortunate Son is 10 million kinds of brilliance here for Camina and this source. I ain't no fortunate one. Celebrity Skin by @some-stars. Black Sails. This is an Eleanor and Max character vid. I repeat: Elenor and Max vid to Courtney Love’s music. Heed the warnings. This vid is so goddamn good. It better be worth it. Double Woman by starlady. Detective Dee and the Mystery of the Phantom Flame. So much awesomeness packed into this vid. Through the camera lens re-editing history gives imagination to the people. Wu Zetian and Shangguang Jing'er are awesome. Hooray for awesome ladies of the Tang Dynasty! Titanium by giandujakiss. Wonder Woman (the original tv show). She is titanium! Suffering Sappho.
Mirrors by @kuwdora. Snow White and the Huntsman. Queen/Snow. Lots of fantasy imagery and bdsm like themes since the Queen wants to suck the youth from Snow. Sex. Love. Control. Vanity. Lightning Field by bradcpu, a Legend of the Seeker fanvid of Cara/Kahlan. The imagery in this vid is outstanding, the tone the atmosphere. I have rewatched this more times than I can count. Strike me down, Give it everything you've got. Hands Away by chaila and beccatoria. Sarah Connor Chronicles/Fringe. Sarah/Olivia constructed reality fanvid that is constructed really really fucking well that you might forget that these are two different shows. I can't reach you. (Or, two messiahs walk into an alternate reality) Hurricane by @laurashapiro. Farscape and Battlestar Galactica, Starbuck/Aeryn.This vid is so epic and hot and incredible...Hot and sexy and can’t take your eyes off them. Two pilots walk into a bar. I Wanna Go by millylicious, a multi-source action vid Angelia Jolie tribute. This is fun and delightful. Space Girl by charmax. Multi-source space women and girls! My momma told me I should never watch Sci-fi but I did, I did, I did. Celebration by sweetestrain. Pop divas. Madonna, Rihanna, Lady Gaga, Beyonce, etc. Another one of my favorites of favorites. The connected imagery between all of these music videos still blows my mind, but goes to show you how pop music continues to build and evolve from each other. Plus sexy dancing. If it makes you feel good. Your Song by anoel. Multi-fandom. One of the most epic sapphic/wlw vids out there. I don’t wanna hear sad songs anymore, I only wanna hear love songs.
Hope you like these recs! Follow the tags to keep up #saturday morning vid recs and/or #kuwdora recs
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#kuwdora recs#saturday morning vid recs#kuwdora vid recs#vid recs for poetikat#i couldn't remember or find everyone's tumblr handles#if anyone spots a vidder with a tumblr feel free to tag them#at least it's morning in this half of the world. didn't really know what time to schedule these b/c i gotta schedule otherwise i'll forget#vid rec#vidding#fanvid#fanvideo#fanvids#fan video#fan videos#fan edit#video edit
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⤵ user67 : Imagine showing up to a wedding with '' jenson button '' oh boy
⤵ user78 : Girl like you are living the dream life. HE IS THE MOMENT. LIKE THE DILFEST OF THE DILFS. I JUST CAN'T
⤵ user99 : Jenson is living the dream life lmao imagine dating y/n? I am gay for her🤤🤤
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: I was a teenager
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⤵ user90 : It used to bother me that they have almost 12 years apart, but now I feel happy for them, they are really made for each other 🙃🙃
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Jenson Alexander Lyons Button and his uneasy ass couldn't just like somewhere to have breakfast in the whole Southern France. I was starving to death when he took these.
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#f1 x you#f1 fandom#f1 fanfic#f1 fic#f1 imagine#charles leclerc x reader#charles leclerc x female reader#f1 x y/n#charles leclerc#charles leclerc x you#jenson button x y/n#jenson button x reader#jenson button#jenson button smau#jenson button instagram#fernando alonso x y/n#jenson button fic
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Master List
~😛😛~
(*)-Smut
Hockey
John Marino
Call me? *
I didn’t realize… *
Coffee stain *
Thunder*
Black dress*
Jeremy swayman
You asked him?! *
Wanna make me a daddy? *
Yes ma’am
Thank you
Pretend*
Luke Hughes
One on one? *
No way*
Pretty*
Gabe Perreault
Cookies?
New Years Kiss
Ethan Edwards
Pretty girl *
My turn. *
Drunk *
Worth the wait*
Quinn Hughes
“I did come in here to do something”*
More hearts than mine
Breezy*
Jealous*
Spiked*
Elias Petterson
“I did come in here to do something”*
Like a good girl*
Moonlight
Jack Hughes
My turn. *
Golden hair makes people stare
Spiked*
Vince Dunn
More than anything
More than anything pt.2*
Trevor Zegras
No one will know*
Evil woman
First Look
Alex Lyon
Thank you*
You belong to me*
All mine*
My Hughes brothers series
Say yes to heaven, say yes to me* (pt.1)
Star boy* (pt.2)
I know if I go, I’ll die happy tonight* (pt.3)
Insta posts (pt. 3 1/2)
Kiss me hard before you go* (pt.4)
F1
Oscar Piastri
You’re my favorite trophy*
The last of us
Ellie Williams
Delivery*
Harry Potter
Slytherins, marauders era
The Misty Prophecy Ch1
The Misty Prophecy Ch2
Supernatural
Jack Kline
I’ll be there for you *
Peachy
Peachy pt.2 *
Sam Winchester
Maybe we’re the babysitters! *
13 Reasons Why
Justin Foley
Brothers best friend *
Slashers
Michael Myers
Stalker *
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More will be added guys don’t worry 🤭
#smut#hockey smut#nhl#new jersey devils#jeremy swayman#jeremy swayman smut#boston college#john marino smut#luke hughes smut#supernatural#horror#slashers
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like. What do you mean none of the Theatre and Literature fans that like this unknown piece saw the potential of a tragic toxic yuri situationship?.?? In a musical that is mostly known for being studied in English class??
i will just be fixating on the mOST random and unknown things, and then get upset when there's no content.??
#im talking about#Blood Brothers#Willy Russell#by the way#how has my life led to me staying up at 1am#googling for any scraps of Mrs Johnstone and Mrs Lyons#htis is so stupid but i have 7.4 braincells left and.#and its so interesting anyways and i :(#this is the most ive been starved for content ever#like atleast usually characters or whatever have SOme fan content but i am just#good NIGHT#i am sorry
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Hey, can you rec me some Ultramarine books aside from the Ventris ones? I’m wrapping up the Cato omnibus and I’m kinda on the fence about diving into Ventris cause I don’t really like McNeill’s writing, but I need blueberries in my life.
I 100% get you on the Ventris books, they are rough. I mean they almost made me lose my interest in Ultramarines altogether, and im not even the whole way through yet. (They do have a lot of good parts as well, but man getting there is rough.)
It was up to another book (Cassius by Ben Counter) to get that spark for my blue boys again. Incidentally, that book is just for Ultranerds, I sqwee all the time reading it, but if you dont like blue boys (kind of failing to) smashing tyranids for 300 pages while looking lovingly at each other, that is not a book for you.
But lets focus back on excellent Ultrabooks (that isnt in the Sicarius omnibus):
Calgars Siege by Paul Kerney - the best Black Library book I have ever read, even the human characters are interesting. This is a book that is actually good, like for real, not even “good for a 40k book”.
A brothers confession (short story) + Blood of Iax (book) by Robbie Macniven - Features two of my absolute blorbos Kastor and Polixis. They are just fun books overall. Well written, good suspense, nailbiting ending.
Knight of Talassar by Steve Lyons - Short novella that is only available in the “Legends of the Dark Imperium - Ultramarines”-omnibus. It is a fantastic story about a young captain Sicarius, and how he makes friends with Krieg.
Well you might have noticed a trend here, all of these books are fighting Orks. But orks are fun. But just to spice things up a bit im gonna throw in a quite contentious book as well:
Catechisms of Hate by Gav Thorpe - Everything that is annoying avout Thorpes writing is precent here. The novella is like 100 pages long but feels like reading an onnibus. But the story is fire. There is horror elementa in this book that usually isnt present in Space Marine books and that is done extremely well. And I do like the more extreme elements to the Ultramarines in this book. They are shown to be absolute fanatics and it is pretty cool and chilling to read. Frustrating, but in the end satisfactory.
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This feels like a good time to bring up these other amazing cosplayers. They're on Youtube and they're called the Dandy Lyon Club
They mainly post Marauders content (Wolfstar and Jily) but they also have the Black brothers and Grindeldore
I really love them so if there is anyone else like me who is feeling sad that they need to wait until the 11th for the next TROTO episode well... here you go, I guess
#troto#the rise of the order#marauders#marauders era#dead gay wizards#wolfstar#jily#remus lupin#sirius black#james potter#peter pettigrew#lily evans#regulus black#grindeldore#gellert grindelwald#albus dumbledore
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There's something about Sacred Stones that, really, I feel was ahead of it's time. I feel like there was a definite focus on gender roles, especially when you look at how Ephraim's story diverges from Eirika's.
Ephraim does the typical manly-man thing, where he sets off to fight the invading empire. However, it's pointed out how by doing so he abandoned his people and at the end the people aren't cheering for his return. They're cheering because the war is seemingly over. Trying to solve things through violence and force doesn't make him a good or beloved leader, especially with the reveal that everything Grado has been doing is an attempt to prevent the suffering of it's people through upcoming natural disasters.
And adding onto that, there's both Innes and Lyon's feelings of inadequacy because of Ephraim. In the case of the latter, it leads to him attempting to prove himself through any means such as harnessing the power of the Demon King. This belief that men have to be manly like Ephraim, with an added serving of having to handle their own problems rather than appear weak thanks to Emperor Vigarde nearly lead to the world's destruction.
Then there's a bit about treating women solely as a love interest. Lyon feels he needs to be worthy of Eirika's hand, in part fuelling his downfall, while at the same time being upset that she can kick his ass in a sparring match. Carlyle betrays Jehanna because of his “love” for the queen, blaming her for being “too beautiful” and she calls him out on it. Meanwhile Orson betrays Renais to revive his dead wife, leaving her as a mindless living body. After turning his beloved into an object, he lets Renais rot while he does nothing but spend time with her. And then there's Valter lusting after Eirika... Treating women solely as objects of affection, putting them on a pedastal rather than treating them like living, breathing people with their own minds and personalities, Sacred Stones is subtly calling that out.
In addition, women aren't there to simply support men. Eirika may have been searching for her brother, but she was also helping those in need as she came across them. In addition, her handing over her country's sacred stone under the belief it might be able to save Lyon also contributes to the final boss regaining his strength in her route. But Eirika also, rather than taking a supportive role like a healer, learned how to fight and shows that she's not soft when people mess with those she cares about. And I feel like the whole thing with her wanting to help Lyon serves as a foil to Selena, whose loyalty to Vigarde can't be swayed even when she learns that he's just a reanimated corpse. On the other hand, the game also gives us L'Arachel who takes a proactive role in trying to deal with the monsters and is essential for defeating the Demon King and can go on to be the queen of her own country.
And really, this whole “women are supposed to support men” feels really good when I remember the interview for Echoes commented about Celica.
Kusakihara: They each come to represent masculinity and femininity in their own ways. Alm pursues a path of power while Celica walks a path of love –and aims to save Alm with it, leading to a type of self-sacrifice. The scenario is built upon this.
It really stands out to me that Sacred Stones does have masculinity and femininity represented in their own ways, much like Echoes. But whereas Sacred Stones basically had a message about how dangerous subscribing to such views on gender was, Echoes was more about how the men and women needed to support each other. Celica may have been the first female lord character, but her story is one where it's all to save Alm and in the end he needs to save her after her self-sacrificing nature leads to her being controlled by Duma, who is also supposed to represent masculinity except in a more extreme manner. Meanwhile, Eirika isn't motivated by romantic love, just compassion in general.
Eirika is your starting lord like Lyn, but rather than demoting her from main character after the “tutorial” stages end in favor of her brother, she can remain the lead throughout the entire story. And really, look at the female lords since barring Player characters. Ike is the only one who can kill the final boss at the end of the Tellius games despite it happening in Micaiah's game, Lucina can die in Awakening without a game over, and joining Edelgard is meant to be a path of sin since she's a villain. Meanwhile, Eirika was used to represent Sacred Stones in Engage, and the big final SR card in Cipher for the lord character of Sacred Stones was of her.
No female lord since has been treated like Eirika.
I feel like Sacred Stones should, I dunno, be held more by the fandom for this. Yeah, Eirika makes that mistake but it's meant to be a mistake. She feels bad about what she did and works to fix things. She's also proactive and will kick ass if needed despite her being the diplomatic twin. Really, it's Ephraim that needs to be more like her. But instead, we have a fandom that glorifies Ephraim for the very things the game calls problematic about him while deriding Eirika as “girly”. It feels like one of those cases where people missed the point, like the Josie and the Pussycats movie, Starship Troopers or Martian Successor Nadesico, and ended up believing it was supporting what it was calling out. Sacred Stones feels more like a deconstruction of typical RPG gender roles in retrospect and how harmful they actually are. But, as I said at the start of this, I feel like the game was ahead of it's time because of this stuff.
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I’m not sure if im allowed to ask for book rec so please ignore this if im not! But either way I was wondering if you could recommend a book with maybe two gay characters? It doesn’t have to be the main plot point or specifically romance (think; The lives of puppets) but I’d love to see it I don’t mind really any genre or if there any spicy stuff
Thanks!
I'm just going to give you my personal favorites bc the number of books in the database with gay (male) characters is 1368
Devil's Dance by Leigh Garrett: duology, MMM triad between an assassin, a biker gang leader, and his right-hand man / pining best friend, very hot / dark / angsty but with a happy ending!
The Last Sun by K. D. Edwards: trilogy, tarot cards are real mythological figures (like royalty), MC is the embodiment of the Sun court but he's broke af and a major underdog, romances a Russian bisexual man from a rival court
Silver Under Nightfall by Rin Chupeco: FMM bi4bi polycule with a nonbinary MC who presents as male, he's also a vampire hunter and the other two are vampire royalty, he's big mad about being so horny for them
Notorious Sorcerer by Davinia Evans: MM, another underdog gay MC who's an illegal alchemist / fencing scoundrel, enemies-to-lovers romance with a spoiled princeling, super fun magical system and worldbuilding with the feel of magical Venice
Infinity Alchemist by Kacen Callender: MM(FM) (that means bigender female/male), another underdog illegal alchemist alkjdsk but he's trans this time! and it's enemies-to-lovers all around for this idiot polycule
All of Us Villains by Amanda Foody: magic is real but it's a scarce resource controlled by a handful of families who make their children kill each other in a generational tournament to determine the magic-controlling hierarchy; everyone is queer and mean and hot
A Taste of Iron and Gold by Alexandra Rowland: anxious prince x stoic long-suffering bodyguard who falls in love against his better judgement and then simps so so hard
Sword Dance by A. J. Demas: retired disabled soldier x "retired" courtesan, cozy murder mystery, set in fantasy-greece/rome; soft tender romance that makes me seethe with jealousy
White Trash Warlock by David Slayton: LOVED the concept of a gay white trash warlock, decent book in the end, mad it was essentially a bait-and-switch that immediately left the trailer park for Colorado :/ must recc it regardless for being set in Oklahoma
The Ruin of Kings by Jenn Lyons: epic high fantasy, 5 books of 500+ pages each, but incredibly good! if you think you'd like Wheel of Time but don't want to commit to a twenty billion page count, read this instead. MM-genderqueer polycule
The Gentle Art of Fortune Hunting by K. J. Charles: gay con artist wants to scam a young widow out of her fortune, but he gets scruffed like a naughty kitten by her hot older brother. talks his way out of trouble by offering to be his personal boy toy, but then they both fall in love for real!
OK I should stop there, but if you want to scroll through over a thousand other gay books, check out qbdatabase.com!
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"You don't talk much," Robin notes, eyes scanning the horizon for any sign of those...Things. The sun illuminates most of the dilapidated highway and barren, wilted fields on either side. It would be easy for either of the two to spot one, but then again, that was a double-edged sword, and with how fast those things could move... It was a good chance that if the creatures spotted the trailer-towing van they would tear it to shreds faster than they could escape. Nancy humms in false thought, momentarily bringing Robin's eyes away from the scenery around them.
"Not a fan."
"What, of talking?" Nancy glances away from the road, a look mixed half of genuine questioning and annoyance.
"Not a fan of talking, no." She responds finally, adjusting her grip on the steering wheel, and Robin couldn't help the flutter of relief and something else entirely in her chest when the frizzy-haired brunette finally drew away her gaze.
"You know," Robin wasn't sure where she was going with this. Nancy seems more annoyed than usual, and it wasn't like they hadn't had this conversation before. "You do talk to me. Eventually." She was rewarded with the small chuckle it drew from the woman driving, albeit dry.
"Do I?"
"Oh yeah," Robin smirks. "It's usually around Lyons." She looks down in thought, fiddles with the immense amount of rings on her fingers. "You tell me about the time you went there with your family."
Nancy looks back at her, drawing the taller woman's gaze back up to her crystal eyes.
"Your brother got lost," She continues and Nancy looks away again, biting her lower lip lightly.
"I've never been to Lyons." Oh, the multiple times you've said so would suggest otherwise.
"You tell me your middle name; Danielle." She says it almost like a question, knowing full well that that piece of information had never been disclosed to her. Nancy's answer is harsher than before, quicker, almost like she knows the game Robin's playing.
"That's not my middle name." It's so quiet, almost a whisper, but the murmur carries through the entire van with ease. Robin almost leaves it at that, but something about Nancy's expression makes it impossible to keep her damn mouth shut.
"You find your brother in the arcade, by the way. 'Mike', you said. "
"Maybe I said it all just to keep you quiet."
"But," Robin sighs, "You do talk to me."
"Buckley, I do not need to get to know you." She huffs. "Saving the world doesn't necessarily require deep, personal connection, and," Her eyes darken, brows furrowing in a way that has Robin leaning closer, studying the guise as if it was the last thing she would see on Earth. "And if you knew what was good for you, you wouldn't want to get to know me. It's the only way you get through this...whatever this is."
And because Robin just can't seem to let something go, she whispers again, not meeting Nancy's gaze.
"What about Holland? You get to know him?"
The van screeches to a halt and Nancy whirles around on the soldier.
"How..." Even through the anger, Robin can see the tears filling Nancy's eyes. "How do you know that name?"
She swallows, genuinely wondering if this conversation would lead to another reset.
"You mentioned him."
"That's not possible."
"Then how do I know his name?"
"When..." Nancy pinches the bridge of her nose, closing her eyes. "When did I mention her? Under what circumstance-"
"Her?"
"When, Buckley?" But Robin's brain was still on a continuous loop.
Her. Her. Her.
"Is she the reason you won't talk to me?" She whispers finally, and maybe it was the sincerity in her voice that had Nancy sighing, turning her pricing blue eyes away and back to the road.
"Don't ever mention her name again." Her tone was harsh, but Robin didn't miss the single tear that fell after the shorter woman blinked.
"Why," Her voice cracked. "Are you..." She trails off, because she had originally been going to ask "Are you in love with him?" But...
Her. Her. Her.
"She's dead." Is what she settles on. It's not a soft answer, not a kind one, but she says it without a hint of bitterness.
Nancy only nods.
"I watched her die 300 times over and I remember every single detail." The "I couldn't save her" remains unspoken, but Robin understands.
"I'm sorry," She offers, and Nancy meets her delicate gaze. "You don't, you don't have to talk about it."
"It's fine." The answer is short, clipped. It's said in a way that means finality, but it's Nancy who continues after.
"It's just war."
-Or-
THE EDGE OF TOMORROW - RONANCE AU
Ya'll, should I continue this? I had this thought at 3am and couldn't stop thinking about it.
#robin buckley#robin x nancy#nancy wheeler#The Edge Of Tomorrow (2014)#Jason Carver would definitely be Sergeant Farrell fs#Edge of Tomorrow#edge of tomorrow ronance au#stranger things#ao3 writer#steve is in there#somewhere#ronance#< target audience
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Do you think the members of cross guild would get a long with your oc characters? Or would it be an all put brawl?
This is going to end up eventually being covered in my fics, so I already know how they all get along, but I'll give a little detail anyway on a few of them.
Hercinia Wren
Married to Crocodile for almost ten years by the time Cross Guild forms. More of a business arrangement than a proper marriage, but it's worked for this long so why bother changing anything? They secretly do care about each other but are both much too proud to admit it.
She may attempt to flirt with Mihawk occasionally when she's annoyed with Crocodile, for the sole sake of making him jealous. Mihawk esentially just disregards her existence unless otherwise forced to contend with it, in which case he typically just glares at her and makes a shooing motion until she gets offended and leaves him alone.
Buggy is frankly a bit afraid of her. He's seen her order Crocodile around, and that's more than enough reason to be wary. Wren is well aware of this, and is happy to use it to her advantage, as it means she can use Buggy as an errand-boy.
Karimi Lionne
She's no fonder of Crocodile than he is of her. Full avoidance on both of their parts, as often as possible.
In a committed relationship with Mihawk by the time Cross Guild forms. He won't tolerate any threat to her well-being. She's frequently irritated about how protective he is, but considering how lacking she is in the art of self-preservation it's really for her own good.
Her history with Buggy initially came about with him sinking her sloop and essentially holding her hostage, so she isn't particularly fond of him. He's a little more wary now to avoid crossing Mihawk or her father, but Karimi refers to him almost exclusively as "that jackass clown."
Lyon D. Rollo
Not too concerned with Crocodile. Lyon is as protective of Wren as he is of all his old crewmates, but he knows she can handle herself and frankly almost pities the guy a little for being under her thumb.
Still a little weirded out that his daughter is romantically involved with a man the same age as him, but is doing his best to accept it; but if Mihawk ever does anything to hurt her, it will be a very different story.
Was often the butt of Buggy's jokes when they were on Roger's crew, and not much has really changed there; but Lyon takes it in stride and still considers him an old friend. Buggy often refers to him as "Lyon D. Dipshit," but in a brotherly kind of way.
Janx
He isn't above reminding Crocodile that he had a toxic relationship with Wren first, and Wren isn't above using Janx to make her husband jealous. Best not to leave him and Crocodile alone together for any period of time, as there likely will be blood.
No real opinion of Mihawk. Karimi is his goddaughter, so as long as she's happy, he's cool with the guy. Mihawk just considers him an idiot, and he probably isn't wrong.
Very storied past with Buggy considering they're literally brothers. At the point where Cross Guild forms, Buggy is still resentful of Janx for all but disowning him when he joined Roger's crew, but despite that Janx would protect his little brother with his life.
Can't really give anything for my other OCs since they're not involved with Cross Guild at all (Hizashi is off enjoying his retirement in East Blue, and Clara ended up joining a different crew), but this is how it goes for the rest of them.
#one piece#cross guild#cross guild x oc#mihawk x oc#crocodile x oc#mihawk#sir crocodile#buggy#one piece ocs#original characters#headcanons#my art#my ocs#art#digital art#asks
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Taylor & Travis Timeline
June 2024 - Part 1
June 2 - The Eras Tour, Groupama Stadium, Lyon France N1 - rain show.
The Prophecy x Long Story Short (guitar) & Fifteen x You're On You're Own Kid (piano)
June 3 - The Eras Tour, Groupama Stadium, Lyon France N2
Glitch x Everything Has Changed (guitar) & Chloe or Sam or Sophia or Marcus (piano)
June 6 - Travis to appear on Good Morning America
June 7 - Chiefs OTA's, Kansas City - Travis (x)
The Eras Tour, Scottish Gas Murrayfield Stadium, Edinburgh, UK N1
Would've Could've Should've x I Know Places (guitar) & ‘Tis The Damn Season x Daylight (piano)
June 8 - The Eras Tour, Scottish Gas Murrayfield Stadium, Edinburgh, UK N2
The Bolter x Getaway Car (guitar) & All Of The Girls You’ve Loved Before x Crazier (piano)
More promotional deals for Travis; Accelerator with Livvy Dunne.
June 9 - The Eras Tour, Scottish Gas Murrayfield Stadium, Edinburgh, UK N3
It's Nice To Have A Friend x Dorothea (guitar) & Haunted x Exile (piano)
Travis participates in David Njoku’s celebrity softball game. Travis is winner of the home run derby
June 10 - Travis in KC for media day (x) Let's go #87
Travis comments on GoJo & Golic's podcast where he raves about Travis' athleticism, simulating a conversation between Tay & Trav (x)
"The only thing I can come back to with all this ... is how difficult it is to register on the Richter scale in the house that he's now apart of with Taylor Swift where its like 'Oh babe, what did you do this weekend?' 'Well, I stimulated the global economy, I went to a new a new city and enriched the lives of hundreds of thousands of people, babe, what did you do?' 'I cracked 11 dingers (11 home runs) in a celebrity softball game, feeling pretty great about this one babe, thanks for asking' "
June 11 - Chiefs training camp
Travis is asked at Chiefs press conference what he and his significant other cook together based on the Youtube Short Taylor posted (x 6:30)
"I'm gonna keep that one it myself, because I thoroughly enjoy cooking with her, so its something I'd rather keep personal" and later adds " Taylor makes a great pop tart and cinnamon roll" with a big grin on his face as he leaves.
Taylor out at Casa Cruz in Notting Hill, London, UK dining with Cara Delevingne, Stella McCartney, Phoebe Waller Bridges, Kate Moss, Este Haim, Danielle Haim, Lena Dunham, Andrew Scott, Martin McDonagh & others. Taylor wears the choker she also wore to the Grammy's when announcing TTPD and receiving her 4th Album Of The Year. I'm suspicious...
Look at that smirk...
New Heights Ep. 94 airs (x) Jason and Travis talk about Travis’ Kids Choice Awards nomination, Jason is convinced Travis will win. Jason is not recognised by young women and girls...
“oh my god you’re the brother of the Travis dating Taylor Swift!!”
June 12 - Chiefs training camp. "Tight end Travis Kelce made a great catch over the middle despite good coverage during a 7-on-7 period."
Go to previous update -> May part 3
Go to next update -> June part 2
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#taylor swift#travis kelce#traylor#taylor and travis#taylor swift and travis kelce#87 and 89#killatrav#seemingly ranch#Taylor & travis timeline#tayvis#T&T#87 + 13 = 100#timeline#TnT#swelce#travlor#1989#87#13#Tay & Trav#chiefs#kansas city chiefs#chiefs kingdom#the eras tour#love story#TTPD#The Tortured Poets Department#Lyon#edinburgh
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