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vinylmango · 3 months ago

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On our own terms

Nicholas Alexander Chavez x black!famous!reader

Description: When the paparazzi images of Nicholas out with a “mystery girl” go viral OR a continuation of part two.

Warnings: not really

Note: the last part will be published tomorrow morning! (my timezone is EST)

Parts: one two THREE four five

masterlist

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celebriteagossip

Tagged: nicholasalexanderchavez & (y/n)

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celebriteagossip Some pictures have been sent to us of actor Nicholas Alexander Chavez out with a mystery girl while on vacation. The actor was spotted in Italy with a group of friends including the mystery girl this past month. The theory is that the woman is (y/n). This comes after the actor wrapped filming of his upcoming Netflix drama. Chavez posted about the Italy trip on his Instagram confirming he was there and so did (y/n). More to come as we uncover who the mystery woman is, but all we know is that she is one lucky lady!

user1 this is such an invasion of privacy

user2 he’s going to stop posting if this doesn’t stop. Can’t he just enjoy life and post about his gf when he’s ready?

nicchavezismine he’s so hot 😩😩😩

user3 I wonder how long they’ve been together for, they seem really comfortable together.

no1nacsupporter that definitely looks like (y/n)! I know they have mutual friends but I didn’t think they were together. Either way you shouldn’t post this kind of stuff about him, he’s obviously very private for a reason.

user4 oh yeah! Wasn’t (y/n) in Italy around the same time?

ilovecooper maybe the girl is friends with (y/n) and sof? Nicholas was part of a big group with Cooper Koch, some GH people, and a couple other random celebrities. Maybe they��re mutual friends?

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(Y/n)ismother

Tagged: (y/n)

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(Y/n)ismother How is she real?? Every second she breathes she just reaffirms why she is mother. And if she is dating Nicholas Chavez good for them, he better treat her like the queen she is or we ride at dawn…and that goes for whoever that guy she started posting on her insta is whether it’s Nicholas or not.

(Y/n) you are so sweet omg 🫶🏽 thank you for hyping me up love

> (y/n)ismother OMG THANK YOU! You’re such a good role model for young black and brown girls 🫶🏽

User1 HOLY SHIT SHE LIKED AND COMMENTED

User2 her body is so tea. That’s what happens when you’re unproblematic and just a good person.

User3 let’s be real. Can Nicholas Chavez even handle all that?…like sir she is a goddess.

nicchavezismine he’s so much hotter than her omg

> user1 girl be so fr rn

> user2 why are you even here leaving hate when this is a page only about y/n?

> user3 real weirdo behavior 😒

> user1 and their face cards are an equal slay…obviously exponentially better than yours tho <3

(y/n)loml she is literally an angel it’s unreal

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deuxmoi

Tagged: nicholasalexanderchavez & (y/n)

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deuxmoi Thanks to some eagle eyed fans we are able to confirm that Nicholas Chavez and (y/n) were in Italy together. It’s unclear if they went together as a couple or just met while there. We don’t know how long they’ve been together, but keep sending in info. They are one good looking couple!

(y/n)ismother who keeps sending this stuff in?! (Y/n) is notoriously private when it comes to who she’s dating and what she puts out surrounding that. I don’t know much about Nicholas, but I can assume he’s the same way. This is so disrespectful to them! They’re people too!

user1 how do you even get that close to them without being some weirdo stalker?!

user2 they are really hot but this is such an invasion of privacy. Please just leave them be.

nicchavezismine ewww get off of him! She looks like such a slut. Who lays like that on the beach?!

> (y /n)ismother Your mother. Hope this helps 😊

user3 they look so comfortable together. I wonder how long they’ve been together

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(y/n)

Tagged: nicholasalexanderchavez

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(Y/n) Booo the internet is so lame 😒 ANYWAYS happy national boyfriend day to my best friend, travel buddy, and love of my life 🩷 I love you 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨

user1 someone check on that hater account nicchavezismine lol although now he never will be 😘

> nicchavezismine never say never 🥰

>> user1 weirdo

user2 parents

user3 FINALLY

nicholasalexanderchavez i love you baby

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nicholasalexanderchavez my gf is HOT HOT HOT 🥵🔥🙂‍↕️

> (y/n) ahh 🤭🥰🫣

>> user8 me too girl

nicholasalexanderchavez rip to (y/n)loml now I can just do it on main

> user4 (y/n)loml WAS YOU?! OMG

> user5 I hope one day I will experience love like this

sofcruz CUTIES 🥰

> user6 ngl I thought he was dating Sof for a sec

> nicholasalexanderchavez no 😟

> sofcruz 😟😵‍💫🤢 no offense btw but im strictly for my bf 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨

>> user7 OOO WHO?

nicholasalexanderchavez

Tagged (y/n)

Liked by javierbardem, sofcruz, lexiloo6, and 1,765,432 others

nicholasalexanderchavez i would’ve rather said it myself instead of random insta pages…but i love you i love you i love you i love you

(Y/n) my man my man my man 🥵💗

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user7 what a time to be alive 🙌🙏

cooperkoch finally I was scared I was going to be the one to accidentally say something 😅

> tomholland2013 no mate that probably would’ve been me 😂

> user1 LOL Tom 😭

user2 so when’s the wedding

user3 forget the wedding for a sec we want a tell all. Tell us the meet cute plsssss 🥺

> user4 I like the way you think

> (y/n)ismother yes pls

no1nacsupporter I’m so happy for them they look so happy and good together 😭

nicholasgalitzine yay! now everyone can see how sappy the two of you are 🤢🥴 lol jk I’m happy for you

> user5 lol are they cringy?

> nicholasalexanderchavez we aren’t sappy

> nicholasgalitzine 🤨

> nicholasalexanderchavez ok fine maybe a little

> (y/n) you love us tho

> nicholasgalitzine unfortunately true 😪😖

> sofcruz weren’t you the one to introduce them in the first place

> nicholasgalitzine I am 2/2 now 😤. Call me a matchmaker ig

>> user6 who’s the other couple? 👀 you can’t just say that and not tell us

taglist: [comment or dm to be added!]

@hockeyboysarehot @jukeboxsweethearttt

#nicholas alexander chavez #black!reader #nicholas chavez x reader #nicholas chavez x black reader #vinylmango #on our own terms smau #nicholas chavez x poc reader #nicholas chavez imagine

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bestofmultiverse · 2 months ago

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Between the pages || 5

Aubrey plaza x fem!reader

"Whatever our struggles and triumphs, however we may suffer them, all too soon they bleed into a wash, just like watery ink on paper. A love like this is a dream.”

– Kafka on the Shore by Haruki Murakami

A/N : Idk if it good but i kinda felt like being sappy here.

1 • 2 • 3 • 4

The interview seemed to be going well, Y/N thought, watching from behind the scenes.

Aubrey had a knack for charming people with just one smile. She was relaxed as she spoke to Drew about her upcoming project, her confidence radiating in every word. Y/N felt her heart skip a beat as Aubrey flirted playfully (Y/N couldn’t blame her—it’s Drew Barrymore, for crying out loud!) and teased her fans with a casual grin that always left her weak in the knees.

Drew seemed to enjoy the banter, too. The two of them joked effortlessly, with Drew throwing in a few personal questions—ones Aubrey had agreed to answer beforehand. Y/N could sense the moment she’d been both dreading and anticipating inching closer.

Their relationship.

For some reason, even after months, people couldn’t seem to let it go. The world was fascinated by the unlikely pairing, endlessly dissecting it. Y/N figured it was because she wasn’t famous, nor did she live a very public life. People were either intrigued by her anonymity or bitter, labeling her a gold-digger.

Her social media was private, her career was far from glamorous, and even when her future book will be finally published—her own book, not just something she’d co-edited—she knew she’d still be considered “ordinary” next to Aubrey. She wasn’t an actress, a model, or an influencer. She was just a small-town girl who, somehow, had caught the Aubrey Plaza’s attention—and love.

A montage of pictures suddenly appeared on the screen, paired with Drew’s next question. Y/N watched nervously.

The first photo showed her lying on top of Aubrey on their couch, fast asleep with her face buried in Aubrey’s stomach. Aubrey, meanwhile, was smiling like she’d won the lottery. The second image was a messy selfie of them covered in eggs and flour, laughing with huge, silly grins. The last was from a Marvel party they’d attended together: Aubrey’s hand rested possessively on Y/N’s waist as they leaned in close, noses almost touching. Y/N had a crinkle in her nose, clearly giggling at something Aubrey had whispered.

From her seat, Y/N noticed Aubrey shift slightly, sitting a little straighter. It was subtle, but Y/N could tell—her girlfriend was nervous.

“So, there are a lot of rumors about your relationship,” Drew began warmly. “It’s not new news, but somehow it’s still keeping people on their toes. How do you feel about that? And how’s your girlfriend handling it?”

Drew’s tone was light, like a friend genuinely curious, not a journalist digging for a scoop.

Aubrey smiled softly. “How do I feel about it? Well… I’ve had a few relationships in my life—some public, some less so. Most were great in their own ways. But honestly, this one? This one’s it for me. She’s my person, and I’m happy. I just wish people could be more supportive of that.”

She paused for a moment, glancing briefly behind Drew to catch Y/N’s eye. When she saw Y/N’s encouraging thumbs-up and grin, Aubrey’s smile grew.

“But I get it,” she continued. “People wonder, they talk—and that’s fine, I guess. It’s part of the package deal. I just wish the hate wasn’t part of it. It’s one thing when it’s the media. Neither of us cares what some sleazy tabloid writer thinks. But when it’s from people who call themselves fans? That stings. For both of us.”

Drew nodded, her expression understanding. “Do you think addressing it will change anything? Or are you worried it might even get worse?”

Aubrey shrugged. “I don’t know. I’m not counting on this fixing anything. God, I hope it doesn’t get worse. But even if it does, we have a great relationship. I’m crazy about her, and that’s all that matters.”

She glanced over at Y/N and winked, making her laugh softly.

“Aren’t you a sweetheart,” Drew teased, grinning.

The conversation moved to lighter topics, including Aubrey’s notorious pranks on set and an embarrassing story about the time she accidentally walked into the wrong bathroom at an awards show. The tension from earlier melted away as they both dissolved into laughter. Y/N knew fans would love this part. Aubrey seemed lighter, too, like addressing the issue had lifted a weight off her shoulders.

After the interview aired, the two decided to ditch their phones for the evening. They curled up on the couch in Aubrey’s apartment, embracing the quiet.

Y/N rested her head on Aubrey’s shoulder, sighing contentedly. “Well, that wasn’t a complete disaster,” she teased.

“Disaster? That was amazing,” Aubrey replied, reaching over to run her fingers through Y/N’s hair. “And I killed it, if I do say so myself.”

Y/N snorted. “Humble as ever.”

“Hey, it’s not bragging if it’s true.” Aubrey smirked, leaning down to press a kiss to Y/N’s temple. “Besides, you were the real MVP, giving me that thumbs-up when I needed it. You’re my rock, you know that?”

“Stop. You’re making me blush,” Y/N mumbled, hiding her face against Aubrey’s neck.

“Good. You’re cute when you blush.”

They stayed like that for a while, wrapped up in each other, the world and its noise fading away. For now, all that mattered was the warmth of the moment and the peace of being together, on their own terms.

The morning light crept into Aubrey’s apartment, highlighting the lazy entanglement of limbs on the couch. Y/N stirred first, groaning softly as the realization dawned that they’d fallen asleep there. Aubrey, half-awake, tightened her arm around Y/N’s waist.

“Don’t move,” Aubrey murmured, her voice husky with sleep. “You’re my pillow.”

Y/N chuckled, brushing her fingers through Aubrey’s messy hair. “We’re not even in bed. My neck is going to hate me for this later.”

“It’s a small price to pay for cuddles,” Aubrey countered, pressing her face into Y/N’s shoulder.

The moment was warm and serene, but the peace was short-lived. Y/N glanced at her phone on the coffee table, her curiosity getting the better of her. Against her better judgment, she reached for it.

As soon as she unlocked it, her screen lit up with notifications. Dozens of missed messages, tagged posts, and news alerts. A quick scroll through Twitter showed one trending topic: #AubreyAndYN.

“Oh no,” Y/N muttered, biting her lip. “Aubrey, we’re trending again.”

Aubrey groaned dramatically, flopping onto her back like a starfish. “Of course we are. Can’t the world leave us alone for one day?”

“It’s… different this time,” Y/N said hesitantly, scrolling further. “Look.”

Curiosity piqued, Aubrey sat up and leaned over Y/N’s shoulder. What they found was unexpected.

Instead of the usual nasty gossip or conspiracy theories, the feed was flooded with supportive messages and heartwarming edits. Fans had clipped moments from the interview, adding captions like, “Aubrey loves her GF so much, I’m crying 🥹” and, “Finally, they addressed the haters. Good for them!”

A particularly popular tweet featured the marvel party photo that had appeared in the interview. It was captioned, “Find someone who looks at you like Aubrey looks at Y/N. Relationship goals!”

Y/N scrolled further, finding more positive reactions. One user wrote, “I wasn’t sure about them at first, but seeing Aubrey defend her GF so fiercely? Respect.”

Another said, “Y/N’s clearly the happiest thing to happen to Aubrey. Why can’t we just let them be in love?”

Aubrey raised an eyebrow, amused. “Wow. Are we in the Twilight Zone? Where’s all the hate?”

“There’s still some,” Y/N admitted, gesturing to a few bitter comments. “But it’s… quieter than usual.”

Aubrey grinned, clearly pleased. “Looks like our plan worked. I told you people just needed to see how awesome you are.”

Y/N rolled her eyes but couldn’t suppress her smile. “Sure. It’s totally because I’m awesome, not because you publicly declared your undying love for me on live television.”

“Well, that didn’t hurt,” Aubrey teased, wrapping her arms around Y/N’s waist and pulling her close. “Maybe I should do it more often.”

Y/N laughed, leaning into Aubrey’s embrace. “Let’s not push our luck.”

They spent the next hour scrolling through the posts, laughing at memes and reading comments aloud. By the time they set their phones down, the tension from the day before had all but disappeared.

Later, as they sat at the kitchen table, sharing a plate of pancakes Aubrey had lovingly burnt on one side, Y/N felt a strange sense of calm.

“You know,” she said, spearing a piece of pancake with her fork, “it’s kind of nice seeing people be supportive for a change.”

Aubrey nodded, sipping her coffee. “Yeah. Feels weird, though. Like, are we actually allowed to enjoy this?”

“I think so,” Y/N said with a small smile. “We deserve to enjoy it.”

Aubrey reached across the table to take Y/N’s hand, squeezing it gently. “We do. And for the record, I don’t care if we’re trending, ignored, or completely forgotten. As long as I have you, I’m good.”

Y/N’s cheeks flushed. “You’re such a sap.”

“You love it,” Aubrey shot back, her grin mischievous.

“Unfortunately, I do.”

They spent the rest of the morning laughing, teasing each other, and stealing bites of pancake from the same plate. No matter what the internet thought of them, they were happy—and that was all that mattered.

#fic writing #aubrey plaza #agatha harkness x rio vidal #agatha x rio #aubrey plaza x reader #agatha all along

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middle-ans · 3 days ago

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Can you post the Blind date at a dance class please 👀

Sure, thank you for asking! Ah, this one even took longer to write somehow, hope you’ll enjoy it (1915 words)

It's so stupid, he can't even chase the doom away from his face, standing in front of who should be their coach-coordinator for the day, since no one here has come to dance really. A tall man with hair generously styled with gel claps his hands, drawing all the attention in the room to himself, quickly adjusting the headset on his head.

“Now, you will all be divided into pairs at first, completely random, it doesn't matter if you don't like the first partner, you will switch them every few minutes on my command,” his smile is wide and charged with an enthusiasm that George doesn't remember having in himself for a long time. How does it feel to actually be excited about something, after numerical failed dates with guys from dating apps and zero interest in wasting his time on this nonsense any further.

His friends apparently thought otherwise. Alex was persistent, Logan soft but determined, Oscar played along with the general hilarity, and it eventually led George to that particular moment - standing in front of a stranger with his arms spread out in invitation until George himself decided to finally move. Blind dates are a bygone age if it's just a certain number of people hooking up at a table with each other on the whistle like players on a soccer field. But if you take away the tables, gather those hopeless couple-seekers in a dance hall with mirrors, a coach and salsa motifs, Alex said, at least it's more fun. Hardly, as George tries to smile plausibly and accepts the invitation of another man's hand, settling one palm on the man's shoulder, the other in his arm. He wasn't a confident enough dancer to dare lead.

“So, I'm Isaac,” the man tells him, smiling a little too broadly, almost maniacally. “I'm thirty-two, the proud father of two kids, if we regard cats as such.”

Isaac laughs to smooth the edges, but George is already flinching in his confidence to be in this room and can barely keep smiling so studiously. He swallows, nodding detachedly and peering over the man's shoulder to see who will be his party for the next three minutes. God help him make it through two more.

“I'm a lawyer in my father's firm,” the next one, Jack, John, Jake, whatever, grabs his waist the way he'd grab a judge in court by the collar, probably, George shudders, letting his breath pass over Jack's shoulder. No, he has to be Jake after all. “Dating isn't my thing, but I need a serious partner. You don't really play games when you're 28, one has to look forward to a future with a family now.”

George is 26 and is more than happy to play games, if only a decent second player could be found. He's so eager to play games that he even lasted three whole months with a strange type named Aaron, who though caused too many question marks in his head, sometimes with bright red flashers, was muscle and face attractive enough to occasionally swallow it mixed with moaning in bed with him. Hugely interested in sports, too little percentage of his brain separated for anything other than that, he barely talked to George anymore except for the times they went to the gym or for a run together, most of it still spent muttering about calcium and protein and cardio.

“Ed,” he's greeted by short hair, deep-set eyes, and a husky voice with an accent pronounced enough that it slips even into his quick retorts. “Wow, you're tall. Ever considered a modeling career?”

George sighs frustratedly, this is going nowhere. He lets go of his partner's number six or seven, knocking the whole round of pairs out of rhythm and backing away, pressing a palm to his forehead and digging his fingers into his hair. The door is right there, a few steps away, so George exhales his frustration and moves confidently toward the exit until his arm is trapped in someone else's grip and he's abruptly turned back around, caught in the soft press of his ribcage. He blinks in surprise, grabbing his partner's shoulder more out of reflex to stay on his feet, but the view revealed besides those shoulders mesmerizes him enough to stiffen and claw at the exposed skin almost to the mark in the shape of his fingernails.

“You're not going to deny me a partner, are you?” the man grins, chuckling as he makes him move just a little, pulling back a few inches so George can breathe. And he takes the opportunity with the full force of his lungs.

“Sorry, I-” he shakes his head, suddenly ashamed of his almost successful escape. “People here are so-”

“Not the most interesting conversationalists, I'll agree,” the stranger nods, settling an arm around his waist and casting glances at the coach to check how they should move. “But here we are. And I'm Lewis, by the way. Unless you're planning on running away from me too.”

Letting out a nervous chuckle, George shakes his head, smoothing out the marks he's managed to leave on the skin of Lewis's shoulder.

“I'm George. And no, I think I'm going to stay a while.”

“Really? I'll take that as an honor, George,” he winks at him, pulling him a little closer to tear George off the floorboard and spin him around in the air, definitely not something the coach has been showing them all this hour. “Not a big fan of dancing?”

“Not really.”

“Why the dance blind date then?” Lewis smiles, bowing his head as if this interest in him is actually genuine and natural. George can't find any flaw in that face though he's been looking at it for a second minute.

“It's my friends, probably too tired from my unsuccessful rounds of dating apps.”

“Oh,” Lewis drawls understandingly, nodding. His voice, George can't figure out its mystery, leaning closer to catch where the velvetiness pours from, wrapped in huskiness and softness, so mesmerizing and warm. Like the strength of his hands on George's body, be it elbow, then wrist and palm, waist, middle of his back, one bold slide to his hips when Lewis should give him a spin and catch him back. “I can see that. Can't say I'm sorry those attempts failed, but.”

George grins amazedly, raising his eyebrows.

“Subtle,” he mutters, submitting to his lead easily. He could actually negotiate George's body in its minor maneuvers on his form, all on the thin edge of propriety.

“And, we're switching!” the coach announces loudly, clapping his hands.

It's unfortunate, George questions their hiccup, but Lewis slides his hand farther down his waist, entwining them more instead of letting go.

“Stay,” he murmurs above a flushed ear, and George drops his eyelashes to flutter across his cheeks, nodding coyly.

The coach casts an odd glance at them but says nothing, and one pair has to go around them to move on to the next partners. When George dares to look up, Lewis has that killer smile that dazzles in the sunlight bouncing off the mirrors around him, satisfied and confident, leads them further around the circle.

“You have a lot of tattoos,” George exhales into the golden grid of pre-sunset light between them, examining the intricate designs scattered in no doubt deep meaning across the dark smooth skin.

“Do you like them?” Lewis reached his hand on his shoulder, taking it in a cautious direction and lowering to the beginnings of the ink on his neck, just below his earlobe. George is certain his cheeks are already giving him away with gusto, but he tentatively tastes the proffered patch of skin for softness, warmth strikes his pads and he traces a neat ornate script of letters lower down the tendons of his neck. “I still have a few blank spots I plan to fill in.”

“It's beautiful,” George hums, all too melting in his hands as if they'd met not half an hour ago but years earlier.

As the music let them flow on with the smooth rhythm of their acquaintance, they ignored every next call to switch, sometimes the dance itself too, making it all just about touching and spinning here and there, Lewis holding him in the ring of his arms and looking straight through his eyes, too attentive and sincere for George to object.

“What do you do for a living?” the man asked, tucking a curl tickling George's cheek behind his ear.

“I work in PR. Boring as it sounds.”

“Oh, partnered with any restaurants ever?”

“A few. Why, do you own one?”

“Actually, yeah, in Soho. The Green Spoon, ever heard of it?”

George faltered, breaking out of a rhythm that was already going radically at odds with what the other couples were doing.

“That's yours? Really? I was there,” he tries to get the mumbling under control, licking his lips and slowing his speech. “The mushroom risotto is fantastic.”

Lewis spreads a smile even wider than the ones he's already given, his palm creeping higher up the spine with a gentle circling of his thumb over George's shirt.

“My signature recipe,” he shrugs his shoulder as if there's nothing to it. “And you seem to excel in the art of dancing.”

There must be something to do with a partner, George doesn't voice it, leaning shyly against Lewis's shoulder and letting go of the tension in his eyelids while a warm, husky laugh vibrating in the man's chest against his own after they've taken step after step closer together.

“You're good at that,” he states simply, feeling a breath sneaking across his skin higher as Lewis lifts his head.

“The dance?”

“At... This,” George gulps thickly, gesturing with their intertwined fingers between their bodies. “Making people feel like they belong.”

“Maybe because you do.”

They talk, and laugh, and even manage to dance in the midst of it all, melting into chatter and giggles until the final call stops them, the coach having to clap his hands a few times to get their attention. Lewis returned his gaze once he was sure the class was indeed over, everyone heading to their belongings at the entrance.

“Would you mind if we continued this sometime after? Dinner, at my place?”

George laughed softly, shaking his head. He couldn't realistically find a reason to say no.

“I'd love to,” he murmurs, lowering his head until a finger taps under his chin, guiding him into the sight of other's gaze. Lewis digs through the pockets of his pants, pulling out a pen from there.

“I'd be flattered if you took one of the empty spots with your number,” he points to the scraps of skin not occupied by tattoos, and a blush blooms a deep carmine on George's cheeks as he picks a place on the man's forearm, tapping his fingers gently before writing his number. It's so silly, he bites his lip giggling until he finishes, handing the pen back to Lewis.

“I'll be looking forward to the call, I suppose?”

Lewis grins, leaning over his face and pressing a fond kiss to his flaming cheek. George shakily says goodbye to the air as the tip of his nose traces the wet imprint of lips and the facets of piercings teasing his patience.

“I don't think I'll last much longer than until tonight,” Lewis winks, retreating to the greatest distance that separated them today. “So check your phone, George.”

#gewis fic #fic game #asks

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st4rrzynight · 2 months ago

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introduction post HEY YALL 🤗

omg okay hey yall i think its time i stop being mysterious and nonchalant and introduce myself and tell yall a bit about me

ive been so mysterious and pretty much nameless unless you pay real close attention to hashtags

but hey yall you can call me sof or sofi 🤗 my actual name is sofia but yuck my whole family calls me sofi so i go by sofi 😇

im mexican RAHHHH

i am unfortunately 14 yrs old 💔💔

im a may baby 🥳🥳🥳

my pronouns are she/her!

im a lesbian RAHHHHH

im obsessed with wbb and literally so many things

like omg ok so outerbanks

stranger things

the wednesday show

ariana greenblatt

OLIVIA RODRIGO

i love love love roblox its my favorite omg omg omg i also like listening to music like OLIVIA RODRIGO, tv girl, lil peep, chase atlantic, and then just random songs

i also lowkey love debating people especially because 99% of the time it ends up being about something im more educated about that the other person but even when im not its fun debating and just us hearing each other out

random facts RAHHH 🔥🔥🔥

i am a freshman in high school

im trying to graduate earlier and get into photography mainly like sports photography

ive loved photography since i was in 6th grade

i love baking things everytime my best friends come over we always bake because we love it

i enjoy acting and modeling i think im actually still signed with an agency for acting and modeling but they rarely contact me about auditions so i pretty much lost any spark i had left for that

i love my anons!!! pls dont be afraid to talk to me as an anon or off anon!

on the note of talking to me i love my moots! yall are so cool and i wanna be friends with all of yall so bad i just am so awkward when messaging first i fear BUT PLS I PROMISE I AM NICE

my favorite food is CHIPOTLE 💜

MY AMAZING MUTUALS RAHHHH GO FOLLOW THEM

@tndaqlifwy @thaatdigitaldiary @3xoticyanna @patscorner @uwupaige @sweetluna20 @mrsarnold

YALL ARE SO SWEET LOVE YALL

#✯ thoughts #send anons #send anything #send me dms #send asks #send me asks #wbb #uconn wbb #ncaa wbb #i love my moots

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awigglycultist · 1 month ago

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HATCHETFIELD SWAP AU!

If it's hard to read what all the role swap are then go here to read them instead

Please feel free to ask questions about this!

Reblogs very much appreciated this took me stupidly long, there's so many characters

Some notes below the cut:

The color change in the lords mean nothing, they do not swap roles with each other in this au, the colors are just inverted to show a difference between canon and this au.

Instead of being in a relationship, River and Sophia are secretly siblings and don't know about it, also siblings with Steph. They have Solomon as their dad. Sophia got to stay with him and now has the burden of "mayors daughter", since River got to stay with his mom Linda who's been lying to all her kids that River is Gerald's son, although Gerald actually died right after she got pregnant, and Steph stayed with her mom whos poor and of course then discovered she has the gift. I still need figure out how to make the end of abstinence camp happen without the shower scene but for npmd they discover they're siblings and have each other as their biggest want because they want to make up for lost time.

Emma was forced by her family to get a normal job before she got the chance to go to Guatemala. Now she works at CCRP with her sister's ex husband and with Linda Monroe, and she hates life, she'd much rather be in Guatemala or making a pot farm. Paul was forced by his family to "go live life" because he was so boring. So somehow he ended up going to Guatemala. Paul, although he would much rather just be living a simple life as an office worker or as a corn farmer, he didn't understand how long would be enough before he has "lived life" and can return to Hatchetfield, so he just doesn't return. Well that is until he finds out his best friend's wife died and realizes he should return to try and help him through this.

Bill was a science teacher at Hatchetfield middle school and had Pete as a student. He was the only teacher that really understood Pete and his "quirks" but then his wife died and he decided to quit. Ted is pissed at him for this, Bill was the only good role model in Pete's life. For Yellow Jacket Bill would decide to go back to teaching and just decide to go to the high school instead.

Age changes: For tgwdlm/black friday/2018- Tim is aged up to 16, Trevor, Stacy, Brenda, would all be the same age, Ziggs would be a little older, 18. Alice is 17 (making her 19 in 2020). For npmd/nmts2/2020- River would be a freshman/15, Jordan a sophomore/16, Seaton a junior/17 and Trent a senior/18. Reese and PJ are also freshman, Sophia is a sophomore, Daniel is a junior. Danny and Sof are seniors. Pete, Steph and Grace are all of course 15. Deb is 20. Richie and Ruth are 21.

Max is injected with the yellow goop (yes yellow not blue since inverted colors) they found on the moon and that causes him to turn into Otho.

River and Trevor aren't dating, just besties. Alice and Deb are still dating.

Charlotte is Hidgens' niece.

For tgwdlm Linda is the one to suggest they go to Roman's house since that's her father (rather than Paul having him as a professor).

Rather than his marriage falling a part, Bob Metzger is struggling to still have a good relationship with his kids. Him and Linda are together though they're just hiding it from their kids.

Lex would never out someone, so Hannah is just chilling and hanging around in support of her sister during honey queen. Pamela still gets fucking killed though for the same reasons as Mimaw Chambers in canon.

Sof and Danny tried out for the cheerleading team on a dare but actually did really well and ended up enjoying it.

#starkid #hatchetfield #hf swap au #joey draws

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its-all-or-nothing94 · 1 year ago

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Racing Hearts - Part 4 // Charles Leclerc x Reader

Summary: The first encounter with being in the public eye - and you're not to happy about it. But also: FIRST DAY ON THE PADDOCK!

Masterlist Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Warnings: Pure Fluff and some snuggling

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Reader

A/N: So, we are on our first day on the paddock :) AND I'M SO EXCITED THAT IT'S RACEWEEKEND AGAIN! (not only in my story)

Disclaimer: This story is purely fictional, and any character portrayals are just how I wrote them - hence fictional! I don't know them, except my OCs.

Tagging: @liebgotts-lovergirl, @softly-writes, @bellewintersroe, @faithm120601, @needtokeepfeelingsincheck, @bbygrllllllll

After your wonderful date, you woke up with a big smile plastered on your face, but just as the day before, Sofia came jumping into your room.

"Holy sweet cheeks, you are already famous!" she exclaimed, and you looked at her confused.

"What the hell are you talking about, Sof?" you asked, rubbing your eyes.

Sofia took out her phone and held it into your face. "About this, silly. They wrote about you. In the news !!"

You took Sofia's phone and stared at the tabloid.

Love Afloat: Charles Leclerc's Yacht Romance with Mystery Blonde - Is Isabella Rossi History? Monaco's beloved racer, Charles Leclerc, was seen sharing an intimate moment on his yacht with a stunning unknown blonde beauty. The pair seemed to be in a world of their own as they exchanged a passionate kiss under the Mediterranean sun. But what about his long-term relationship with glamorous model Isabella Rossi? Have the winds of change blown a new love into Charles's life? Our exclusive sources reveal that the young couple's romance has hit the rocks, with whispers of tension and heated arguments. Could this encounter with the mysterious blonde be a sign of moving on? We can't help but wonder - is Charles Leclerc ready to sail away from the past and embrace a new adventure with this enchanting stranger? Stay tuned as we keep you updated on all the juicy details!

You sat up straight in your bed, reading the article. "What the fuck! What is this?"

Sofia cocked an eyebrow. "This, my dear, is called being in the spotlight."

"What? I mean... why?" you asked, giving Sofia back her phone.

"Because you, sweetie, are dating Charles Leclerc. That's why." Sofia lay down on your bed, looking through the article again.

"We're not dating. We're just..."

"Snuggling?"

You took your pillow and threw it at Sofia, who looked at you shocked, but then you two started laughing.

"Just ignore it, okay? They write about everything they can get their hands on", Sofia assured you and you thought about it. You tried not to let this get to you.

The days passed, and Charles and you spent a lot of time together. He showed you all his favorite spots and places you would've never seen as a normal tourist.

As Monaco race week approached, Charles had to focus on the race more and more, and he had less time to spend with you. At that time, he sent you random cute texts to let you know that he was thinking of you.

You felt like you were in a dream, watching from the sidelines as Charles worked hard to prepare for the race. You knew how important this was to him, but it was hard not to feel a little left behind.

You didn't take it too personally, as you spent the days with Sofia and, to your surprise, also with Lorenzo, who was with them a lot since the encounter at Jimmy'z.

One morning Sofia and you went shopping to get new clothes for the race, as the brunette stated. And by shopping, Sofia meant raiding her father's store, among others.

When you approached Starbucks for a coffee, you almost collided with someone, and as you looked up, it was no other than Isabella. Charles's ex.

She looked you up and down, clearly remembering you. "Well, would you look at that? This is the new one I told you about", she said to her posse, and they giggled.

"This? You're telling me that Charles is dating this?" her friend said, and you and Sofia exchange a gaze.

"Yes, apparently. But don't worry. As soon as he realizes that that isn't good enough for him, he will come crawling right back to me", Isabella said, giving you a dirty look.

Sofia snorted, amused. "Wow, you really are as conceited as I thought you would be." She stood closer to Isabella, since she was almost as tall as Isabella. "Let me tell you one thing, starveling, just stay away from my girl here, and it would be best if you would from Charles, too. He is with her now, and he is as happy as he can be."

Isabella lost her face for a millisecond before she smirked at Sofia. "And what if I don't?"

Sofia snorted again. "If I see you near Y/N, I'll promise you, you won't recognize your face in a mirror for a long time."

Isabella and Sofia gave each other an eye duel before Isabella turned around and walked away with her posse.

"You know, you don't have to defend me, right? I'm more than capable of doing that myself."

Sofia chuckled. "I know, but little Miss My-Daddy-paid-for-my-modeling-career doesn't need to know that for now, does she?"

You and Sofia looked at each other and then laughed. "You're right."

As you and Sofia walked through the bustling paddock during Monaco Raceweek, your excitement was palpable. The atmosphere was electrifying, with the sounds of engines and the energy of the racing world surrounding them. The VIP and Ferrari pass that Charles had given them made you feel both special and a bit nervous, being amidst all the action.

As you turned a corner, they spotted Pierre chatting with some of the team members near the Scuderia Ferrari garage. He was wearing his Alpine Shirt. You exchanged a quick glance with Sofia, who offered a reassuring smile.

Pierre turned and noticed the two familiar faces approaching him. His eyes widened in surprise, and then a warm grin spread across his face. "Well, well, look who we have here!" he exclaimed, giving you and Sofia a playful wink.

You smiled back, relieved by Pierre's friendly greeting. "Hey, Pierre! It's great to see you again."

Sofia chimed in, "We're so excited to be at the Monaco Grand Prix. This whole experience is unbelievable."

Pierre gestured towards the garage, his excitement evident. "Welcome to the heart of Formula 1, ladies. It's the most prestigious race of the season, and it's going to be one hell of a weekend."

As they chatted, you noticed Charles making his way toward you, and your heart fluttered with excitement. He looked dashing in his Ferrari team attire, and your smile grew even wider. Charles gave Pierre a nod of acknowledgment before his gaze locked onto yours.

"Hey," Charles said warmly, pressing a gentle kiss on your cheek. "I see you've met Pierre again." He winked at his best friend, knowing well of your past playful banter.

You laughed, feeling more at ease with Pierre around. "Yes, and he's been showing us around the paddock. It's incredible!"

"Wait till you see the race," Charles said, a sparkle in his eyes. "It's going to be something else."

Pierre, ever the teasing friend, leaned in and grinned. "So, Charles, you didn't tell me you had such beautiful company joining us today."

Charles rolled his eyes but chuckled. "You know Y/N, and you know Sofia. They're here to enjoy the race."

Pierre raised his hands in mock defense. "I'm just saying, it's not every day we have two stunning ladies on the paddock."

Sofia laughed at the playful banter between the two friends while you blushed, feeling both flattered and a little bashful. You knew that Pierre was teasing, since you also knew that a lot of celebrities are attending the Formula 1 races, especially in Monaco.

As the day at the paddock drew to a close, it was time for you and Sofia to bid farewell to Pierre. You exchanged warm hugs and promises to catch up again soon. After Pierre left, Charles led them to the prestigious Ferrari motorhome, an exclusive area where the team members relaxed and strategized during the race weekend.

"Welcome to our humble abode," Charles said with a grin, gesturing toward the impressive motorhome.

You and Sofia stepped inside, your eyes widening in awe at the luxurious interior. Charles introduced you to some of the Ferrari team members, who greeted you warmly. Then, he led you to meet Carlos Sainz, his teammate.

"Hey, Carlos, these are some friends of mine, Y/N and Sofia," Charles said, smiling.

Carlos shook your hands with a friendly smile. "Nice to meet you both. I see Charles wanted you to have the supreme package."

You chuckled. "Oh, he's certainly not shy about it."

Sofia laughed, playfully nudging you. "And she's not shy about teasing him either. It's great to meet you, Carlos."

Carlos and Sofia seemed to hit it off immediately, engaging in lively conversation about the race, their experiences, and their interests outside of Formula 1. You couldn't help but smirk as you noticed the ease with which they connected.

Charles looked on, amused by the interaction between his teammate and Sofia. "Looks like you two are getting along well," he remarked.

Carlos nodded, grinning. "Yeah, Sofia is fun to talk to. You've got good taste in friends, Charles."

"Hey, I know," Charles replied with a playful wink, looking at you.

As the evening progressed, you and Sofia enjoyed spending time with the Ferrari team, soaking in the atmosphere of camaraderie and excitement. You were treated to a delicious snack and even got to see the team strategizing and preparing for the upcoming race.

As it was getting later, Charles walked up to you while Sofia was once again talking to Carlos.

"So... What do you say? Want to come over tonight?" he asked, and you looked at him a little surprised.

Before you could answer something, Sofia ran up to her. "OMG, Y/N, Carlos asked me out to dinner. You don't mind, do you?" she asked, and you looked at her.

"Of course not! Have fun!", you said and pushed Sofia in Carlos's direction. The two were talking and then said their goodbyes.

"So, does that mean you have time?" Charles asked, and you smiled.

"Apparently, I do."

Charles smiled and walked out of the paddock with you, leading you to his car. You were photographed as you left the paddock, and you tried to lower your head as best as you could. Charles led you to his car, and then you drove to his apartment.

As you entered, Charles put his things down and looked at you. "So, what do you wanna do?"

You smiled and looked around in his living room, especially at the big TV. You grinned at Charles, and he understood.

"Movie night it is", he smiled. He walked over to his room. "Do you want something more comfortable to wear?" he asked you from the bedroom.

"Oh, that would be great", you answered, and he stood in the door with some short sweatpants and a shirt. You took them and smiled at him.

"You can change in there. I'll put on something more comfortable as well", he said, pointing at the clothes in his hands as he made his way to the bathroom.

You went into his bedroom, changing into more comfortable clothes. You put her hair in a messy bun and decided to remove your makeup. Since you felt that comfortable with Charles, you didn't care.

As you stepped out of the bedroom again, Charles was already lighting some candles and his cozy living room, dimly lit by the soft glow of flickering candles strategically placed around the room. The evening sun has set, and the darkness outside is met with the warm ambiance inside.

Then you heard a popping coming from the kitchen when you smiled at Charles. "I see, you are prepared" you grinned, and he nodded.

"Hey, no movie without popcorn", he smiled, and then he realized that you were purely natural now, with no make-up and your hair in a messy bun. And he loved it.

He finished preparing the popcorn before hopping onto the couch and patting next to himself to invite you to sit with him. You smiled and sat down next to him as he spread a blanket over you.

"So, what movie should we watch?" Charles asked, looking at you with a playful grin.

Your face lit up with excitement, and you couldn't hide your enthusiasm for fantasy movies. "Oh, there are so many great ones to choose from! How about 'Lord of the Rings'? Or 'Harry Potter'? Or maybe 'The Chronicles of Narnia'?"

Charles chuckled, realizing that you had a vast selection of fantasy movies to choose from. "You really love your fantasy, don't you?" he teased.

You nodded eagerly, "Absolutely! I love the magical worlds and the epic adventures. It's like escaping to another realm."

Charles chuckled and looked at you with adoration, as you were already dipping into a different world. "Which one is your favorite?"

You looked at him, blushing. "Well, my all-time favorite is still Y/F/M, I guess", you said shyly, and he got up from the couch, and to your surprise, he put it in.

"Y/F/M it is", he said and sat back down.

You smiled warmly at him and then cuddled closer to him so that your bodies touched. As the movie went on, you got closer and closer to each other so that when the movie was almost finished, Charles had his arm around your back, softly caressing the skin on your back, as your shirt slid up a little and you had your head on his chest and one leg over his, breathing in his scent.

As the movie night comes to an end, you and Charles find yourselves wrapped in each other's embrace, still feeling the excitement and emotions of the films you watched. The closeness you shared during the movie has intensified your feelings for each other, and the atmosphere in the room becomes charged with undeniable chemistry.

Your lips meet in a passionate kiss, and you both feel the spark between you grow stronger. Your hands gently explore each other's bodies, and your hearts race with desire. However, amidst the passion, your voice breaks the moment.

"Charles," you whispers, your breath slightly uneven. "I... I'm not ready to take this step yet."

Charles stops immediately, understanding the importance of your words. He pulls back, looking into your eyes with genuine care and respect. "Y/N, I completely understand. We don't have to rush anything. I want to be with you, but only when you're ready."

You smiled gratefully, feeling a wave of relief wash over you. You appreciated Charles's understanding and the fact that he respected your boundaries. "Thank you, Charles. I really care about you, and I don't want to ruin what we have by rushing things."

Charles caressed your cheek tenderly, "You won't ruin anything. I'm here for you, and I want to take things at your pace. We'll always communicate openly and honestly about what we're comfortable with."

You pushed yourself up a little and gave him another tender kiss. "You are just the perfect gentleman, aren't you?"

Charles chuckled. "What can I say? My Mom had some strong opinions when it came to her parenting."

You smiled. "And what about your dad?" You noticed an immediate shift in his demeanor, and your smile faded. "Sorry, I didn't mean to overstep."

"You didn't", Charles said softly, smiling at you with a sad smile. "It's just that my Dad died a few years ago. He was really sick and well..." Charles sighed. "He is the reason I am what I am now."

You looked at Charles and caressed his chest, comforting him. "I'm sorry about your Dad, Charles."

"It's okay... Well, it was hard, but we managed." He cleared his throat and pulled you a little closer. "What about your family? I never asked. How are they feeling about you, being gone for so long?"

You chuckled. "Well, I'm really close to my Mom. It was always us two against the world." You averted your gaze slightly and pressed your lips together. "My Dad... Well, let's just say he's gone for a long time."

Charles realized that you didn't want to talk about it further and accepted it. "So, do you wanna watch another one or head to bed?" he asked instead.

You looked at your phone for the time and then stood up slowly. You stretched out your hand to Charles to pull him to his feet. "Bed it is. You have a tough day tomorrow, Mr."

Charles laughed and stood up as well. You put out all the candles and the electronics before heading to bed. You snuggled up to Charles as he opened his arms warmly for you. You could hear his heartbeat and just felt comfortable.

As you lay in each other's arms, Charles took a deep breath, gathering the courage to ask the question that's been on his mind. He looked into your eyes, a mix of vulnerability and hope in his gaze.

"Y/N, I've been thinking a lot about us, about where this is going," he began softly. "And I know it's still early, but I can't help but wonder what you see for us in the future."

Your heart skipped a beat at his question, and you appreciated his willingness to discuss your relationship openly. You took a moment to gather your thoughts, wanting to be honest with him.

"I've been thinking about it too," you admitted, your voice steady. "And I have to be honest with you, Charles. When we started this whole thing, I wasn't looking for anything serious. I wasn't prepared for the way I'm feeling about you now."

Charles nodded, understanding where you were coming from. "I felt the same way, to be honest. I never expected to fall for someone that quickly, especially with my career and everything that comes with it. But being with you has changed everything, Y/N. You've become such an important part of my life."

You smiled softly, feeling a warmth in your heart. "You're important to me too, Charles. That's why I'm worried about how all of this will work out. Your career is incredible, and I don't want to be the reason you miss out on anything."

He took her hand, gently intertwining your fingers. "Y/N, you're not holding me back. I want to be with you, no matter what. Yes, my career can be demanding, and there will be challenges, but I believe we can face them together."

You looked into his eyes, seeing the sincerity and love in his gaze. "I want to be with you, too," you said softly. "But I'm just scared of how it might change things."

Charles nodded, understanding your fears. "It's natural to be scared, Y/N. But we don't have to figure it all out right now. Let's take it one step at a time, enjoy being together, and see where life takes us. And if at any point you feel overwhelmed or unsure, we'll talk about it, okay?"

Your heart swelled with love for this understanding man. "Okay," you replied, a small smile forming on your lips. "I'd like that."

He leaned in, planting a soft kiss on your forehead. "Good, because I really care about you, Y/N. And I want to be there for you, no matter what."

You cuddled closer, feeling a sense of peace wash over you.

#Charles Leclerc #Charles Leclerc x Reader #Charles Leclerc Fanfic #Formula 1 x reader #Formula 1 #Charles Leclerc Romance #Formula 1 Romance #Ordinary x Celebrity #Celebrity relationship #Racing Hearts #Kim writes again

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popculturebuffet · 1 month ago

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TMNT Month: Rise of the TMNT: The Evil League of Evil Mutants: The Very Model of a Terrificish TMNT Episode (Patreon for Brotoman.EXE)

Hello all you happy mutants and welcome back to TMNT month. As we wind down, it's only fair we visit one of the most recent TMNT cartoons, a fan faviorite of some renown and a show I dearly love for doing something fresh and unique with the franchise. While the Franchise is still in first class hands in it's new Mutnat Mayhem era and i'm proud to say it's a worthy succesor to Rise, I still miss Rise and wish it'd gotten the love from the network it deserves. A throughly goofy show that didn't lack heart or pitch perfect action, wasn't afraid to be silly or change major core sof the franchise, and was always gorgeous to look at, Rise will always stand shoulder to shoulder with the other tmnt runs and while it's short run meant it didn't get to go the distance, it at least means unlike all other three shows it didn't stumble as it went either. It only got better , ended on a high that got the second best tmnt movie ever as a coda one I would'v ecovered this month had nthe sheer exaustion of the year and a slight cold not caught up with me. Still brotoman threw me the best consolation prize possible.

The Evil League of Mutants is Rise's mid season finale for season 1 and a big turning point in the series. Up to this ep, the seeds for a story had been planeted as we saw Draxum in the premire and a followup and the Foot Clan in the second episode and a few after. The main villians were there.. but the seralized story hadn't fully kicked in. This was a problem at the time, as some wondered why they spent all this time on all this wacky nonsense as the turtles dealt with a famous tv chef trying to eat other mutants, a news anchor who thought he was their arch enemy, a new zeland hippo stage magician, a repo man..tis, anamatronics gone amok, april's inability to hold down a job and of course Splinter stealing his son's car for a joy ride. It was mostly antics.. because while the series has great characters, some development and a nice story at the spine... doing goofy antics is kind of i'ts mo. The turtles are sillier without being complete jokes, a needle that was hard to thread in the era of everyone trying to do a teen titans go but was done well. The boys here.. are goofy morons, something Mutant Mayhem would take and run with while making a touch more realistic (Including hiring actual teens), the most teen the characters had been up to mutant mayhem.

Their not four ninja warriors who are also goofy people in thier spare times, but four goofuses with the bare minimum of training lead by someone who can barely rangle them. It dosen't make them any less likeable but explains why the series bends more towards comedy while still keeping the action tight: these turtles splinter , due to his own trauma and laziness, didn't take their training all that seriously so they still have skills but start a few pages behind their other versions, who even when not trained well to start or having their past lives skills and years of training like the idw comics. All versions of the turtles grow, get better with time and have a steep learning curve, but the rise ones start at rock bottom and climb up. These boys are teenagers first, fighters second.. and that works. It works with who this splitner is and what this series is and makes their growth even more noticable than usual as we see them go from barely being able to use their mystic ablities to ending the series on a knock down drag out fight with an evil godlike shredder using all their powers in concert. It's a clear evolution done masterfully and it begins here as the turtles are first slapped in the face with both their biggest obstacle and their lack of training, and left without their magic superpowers to fall back on. Cna our boys hack it.. well yeah this is only the mid season finale. But it's a solid ep that paves the way for the series to rise further and has a truly awesome music number from john fucking cena. What's not to love? So join me under the cut as we see why he's the very model of a warring warrior scientest

We open with the boys fighting the Sando Brothers, two crab mutnat acrobats who easily floor our heroes. Their played by voice acting greats and How Did This Get Made? Co Hosts Ben Scheer (the future Chip Whistler) and my boy Jason Mantzokus (Alex from Close Enough and tons of other voice work). IT's nice ot see the two together, close friends in real life and reminds me of the later pariing of scheer and his wife June Diane Rapheal for Moon Girl and Devil Dinosaur.

The boys are floored by what would normally be one off jobbers for them, trying to use their powers.. but not really succeding with Leo still at that phase where he can't portal his way out of a paper bag. It's a fun fight with the sandos really showing off why they should've been used more: they have great cordination, a killer look and neatly tuck their heads inside their shells to avoid damage, something Mikey can also do in this incarnation if not nearly as well. It's a shame they didn't get more screentime, if understandable: the show already had some more well developed villians it found more to do with. There just here to set up the plot and pad out the villian team.

Speaking of which before they can dine on turtle soup their mysteriously teleported away. The Boys have no idea what happened, as it wasn't Leo (He makes that very clear), and Raph is forced to do the one thing his brothers have dreaded: they have to train

Leo is naturally the first to moan, which still feels weird to say even with how much I LOVE this version. All four frankly: I like Raph as less of a rage head or a smart ass and more a joyful if still impulsive booster, mikey focusing on his fun side and heart instead of his stupidity like 2012, Donnie as an amoral but loveable mad scientest, and Leo as the slacker for a change, taking Raph's role while still being unique in it: Unlike Raph in most versions he dosen't WANT the role, as he fears the responsiblity. He can do it, he just chooses not to since someone else wants to.

Still Raph convinces them: They need to be able to handle guys like this like a boss and need help. Enter splitner and like the rest of the cast I love how diffrent Splitner is. Dont' get me wrong, I love the classic versions and each version tweaks them slightly, but when your four cartoons, four major comic continuities and way too many other iterations for me to take the time to count it's okay to you know, switch it up. Try something different. And I like Splinter as a good dad, who geninely loves his kids.. but also a burnt out husk of a man with a ton of baggage who prefers to be lazy, can't seem to learn his childrens names, and will steal their car to go on shenanigans. He's a mess and had he just stayed a comedic mess he might've worked.. but the series slowly gives him depths and it starts here: Most versions of Hamato Yoshi took their transformation with grace. This one, already having tons of baggage we find out over the course of the show... just kinda gave up. He gave his sons a good life and good training, but he's not this steadfast wise warrior. He's a man who lost his old life completely and wears a kimono less out of a symbol of heritage or because it fits hima nd more because it means he dosen't have to put on pants.

It says something though despite what we learn later and what we've seen at this point that the second the boys ask for more formal training... he's EXCITED. He was happy to just give them the basics, but it's clear getting to share who he was as Lou Jitsu... is just nice. He won't actually tell them due to his own issues, but it's clear getting to share his techniques with them is great. It's also telling given his strained issues with the rest of his clan that he teaches the boys HIS techniques: specifically using fish and ladders as weapons... which is situational as fuck, but is a valid lesson: use what you can grab and don't rely just on your weapons. It is something the boys needed to learn: they have great power with their mystic weapons, but using something else isn't bad. Granted this being the show it is it's SPECIFICALLY just fish and ladders, but it's a ncie point snuck in there.

Sadly the boys.. dont' get the point, mock splinter and are genuinely dicks wanting to get to the good part without getting what all training in martial arts fantasy and reality is: hard work that takes time. THey have to work up but assume SPlinter doing this is just him. It's an old cliche.. but it works here because the boys are both that impulsive and Splinter take sit personally, taking their weapons and being understandably hurt.. yet still not able ot tell them why. By spitting on lou jitsus' techniques.. their rejecting what HE made for himself after leaving his past as Hamato Yoshi behind. Who HE is and given how little the poor man has left outside of his boys it's heartbreaking.

The boys have bigger issues though as we find out WHERE the sandos were sent.. a raddison hotel.

Their mysterious backer has also kidnapped a buffet of previous foes and for those of you who haven't seen rise, or need a refresher we have: Meatsweats: My favorite out of the Rogue's Gallery, an angry gordon ramsey style chef turned deranged pig mutant who wants to eat his fellow mutants. Hypnopotomus: A hypnotist turned hypo. What I like about this guy besides being voiced by Rhys Darby, which will always be a plus, is that while they do do the "supervillian has a stage magician gimmick" they go for a diffrent flavor with him being a hypnotist: he has a turban and instead of using the usual gimmicks as his main attacks uses that simple connecting ring trick as controllable glaives. It's really cool visually and a nice change of pace.

Repo Mantis: A... we don't really know his origins, just that he' sa repo man whose also a mantis. He employed MIkey and Donnie breifly but that broke down after they tried to make him repo Todd: Truly nice guiena pig mutant. Rescues puppies. Not actually evil. Only here because he makes good lemonade.

And crashing the meeting

Warren Stone: An egotistical anchorman turned earthworm who thinks he's the turtles greatest enemy and stole a guaantlet, later turns out to be a piece of the shredder long story that, that gives him one musicalr arm he has to drag around

Todd accidntly throws on the light revealing who brought them here: Baron Draxum. He wants revenge on the turtles for turning on him which.. might've gone better had he not thrown leo off a roof once, something he brings up this episode. Also probably not helping he's calling his new band the league of evil mutants. I mean I get Magneto retconned it as an ironic thing or a "let me be evil situation" but I don't get why Draxum does it given he thinks h'es righetious, wanting yokai and mutants to rebel against humanity.

So the rest of them understandably wonder "Hey why should we listen to you" .. and also keep interuptting with lemonade. This episode has a LOT of good jokes and Draxum's increasing irritation is great as is his own delighted expression when having some later. John Cena is great comedically even in a more dramatic role. I also like the voice Cena used for Draxum, something diffrent from his normal register, a bit lower and more authorative. A shame he coudln't of stuck around

So Draxum's gargoyle minons hugin and munin decide to hype him up, one voiced by sam richardson of I think you should leave fame. Not really necessary to note that but it's important to me. I love him. Hope he gets a better scooby doo role some day.

So they sing the episodes centerpiece, warring warrior scientest, a parody of Modern Major General from HMS peneafore. Why did the crew do this? Because they could. Was it worth it.. yes. This is one of the shows best moments. It has a crack or two: the chorus is kinda distracting as it's clear none of the voice actors for these characters are actually singing it. But it's just so enjoyable, not only breaking down a tone of fresh lore but also nicely setting things up, and I love the lighting on this, using bright pink to show off the crowd. And of course it climaxes with Draxum himself singing the song, proudly as he uses his plant powers, rivals his new team and says he'll need all their skills including anchorman.

As for the lore.. it's a lot as this reveals Draxum CREATED the turtles in this continuity, planning as part of his revolution to create an army of mutants and modeling them off the strongest fighter he could find, king of the battle nexus and movie star.. Lou Jitsu. Lou didn't exactly ike the plan, something a later flashback in season 2 elaborates on, and rebelled with the turtles and lou seemingly pershing... instead.. Lou became splinter. Draxum dosen't know it, the turtles don't know it, but we do.

Since this has been common knowldge for a while you have to understand when this was revealed.. it instantly made Splinter a deeper character. He went from an obnoxious asshole to a tragic figure... who was still a bit of a dick, but you understood WHY he was so lazy and hands off training, evne more as more backstory got layered on.

So with the team assembled they just need to lure the turtles who have snuck out. I love the gag of Donnie having left very obvious dummies behind banking on Splitner's lack of awarness.. and it works. The turtles get a suspicious invite to a dinosaur dj in jersey. Raph is against it because.. jersey. I mean come on man ther'es some really neat people in jersey

Naturally it's a trap and we do get some more good gags with Mikey somehow thining Draxum dj's on the side which no.. but he did used to rap so tha'ts something. And their shock at TOdd being there.

The fight begins and the turtles.. naturally get beaten pretty badly.. until they land, lamenting that splinter was right. They shoudl've listned etc etc heart of the cards, and then notice their in a fish and ladder festival being set up.

The following fight.. is gorgeous. Rise is awesome at action scenes and it's something that really helped it stand out: most shows going for an action comedy tone kinda focused more on the comedy part, like Teen Titans go. In contrast, the action here is fluid, smooth as butter and the fight is exciting as hell, with us seeing why this strategy works so well: it's not about the fish and ladders, even if the boys think that because they share one brain cell, it's about the improvisation, not leaning on thei rpowers but on their skills and dominating.

This.. rattles Draxum who reocgnizes the techniques realizing Lou taught them.. and revealing to the turtles who their dna daddy is. And their actual father but they don't connect those dots. They fanboy out and Draxum, with his forces decimated, decides to just kill the boys himself.. until HE gets yanked away. Our heroes have won and go back to splitner.. who apolgoizes, and they do in kind, not only revealing they know who their mutant dad is.. but that they don't care. Splitner raised them, they love hima nd they respect them. And Splitner.. decides to keep the lou jitsu thing to himself. For now.

Draxum wakes up pissed to find the foot clan, in this series reprsented by a smaller wrinkly guy and his brute muscle/sidekick/best friend. They happen to have a shared enemy... and could use someone like Draxum. He agrees and that's something to be covered anothe rday.

For now.. this episode is solid. IT's not the series peak just yet, it'd blend action and comedy better and better as it goes, but it's the start of things taking a slightly more serious tone, while still keeping the comedy, slapstick and goofiness of our heroes in tact. But the jokes are pitch perfect, making me mad at my past self as I wanted the series to sober up a bit.. when really.. it was good at that and unlike the 2012 series righ tbefore it it ballanced the tones better. 2012 is a solid enough series, woudln't mind covering some of it someday... but it's decline was in part because it's penchant for wacky nonsense like the sasquatch what fell in love with donnie or the nightmare on elm street beavers clashed with the esclating stakes. It was fine to have a one off about mikey fighting a pizza monster when new york wasn't being occupied by alien invaders ya know? Rise knows when to fold that, but keeps the stakes in the background, the villians to the shadows so our heroes dont' tend to jackass around when bad stuff's going on. It strikes a perfec tballance of comedy and action and still holds up as one of the franchises gold standard, one I need to watch more of. This ep may not be it's best.. but it's still so good it reminds me why I miss this show and it's characters so much. Thanks for reading and remember: i'm pulling for you we're all in this together.

#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #leonardo #michaelangelo #donetello #rottmnt rapheal #rise donnie #rise raph #rise leo #rise mikey #splinter #john cena #baron draxum #animation #nickelodeon'#tmnt month #teenage mutant ninja turtles

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crimsonicarus · 1 year ago

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I don’t know how not to love you [And i'm fine being ignorant] (piarles, background galex) (some things just must happen pt.1)

“I love yo-”

“Do you?” She was crying but managed to smile through the tears, Kika was not even mad, sad would be a better word, maybe even disappointed “More than him?”

Pierre was 24 when his girlfriend broke up with him, that was the year he accepted he was in love with his best friend, the same year he decided to do something about it.

Alternative: As Pierre looks back at his shared childhood with Charles he realizes it wasn't always mere friendship

A certain something in the middle (Charles/Pierre/George)

It started with Charles, it was followed by Pierre, it ended with George waking up pressed between two warm bodies, the ache on his muscles being a reminder of what happened last night

once upon a dream (Mick/Fred/Jack) [loving a god is only a tragedy if the god does (not) love you back pt.1]

“You are someone else in your dream”

“Michalis”

“And we were somewhere else… It was long time ago”

“So it happened… I died?!”

“Long long time ago"

The holding of hands and the breaking of glass (sebchal, background britcedes)

It’s been two years since he held Charles in his arms, his once lover was 25 now, standing in front of the crowd as he married prince George, a man his age with the right family name to back him up.

In front of him was beautiful, haunted, martyr Charles. No longer a naive boy, no longer his.

Lando's George (George/Oscar)

There it was, Lando knows George, Logan knows George, apparently even Liam knows George... Why hasn't he met George yet?

in which everyone talks about a particular guy, enough for Oscar to think they are making him up, afterall who says "Blimey", "Crikey" and wears nothing but Tommy Hilfiger?

Whatever here that's left of me is yours [just as it was] (britcedes)

His eyes opened again, he was in front of a piano, and Roscoe was playing somewhere, he blinked and he was under water.

His name was Lewis Hamilton and he was writing his second album.

Stop the World I Wanna Get Off With You (piarles)

It was easy with Charles, talking, spending time, being silent. It felt natural, like breathing. Laughing at his awful jokes came from his mouth effortlessly, like another mother tongue

A Fever You Learn To Live With (Jenson/Nico)

His name didn't matter. He was Helios once until he was forgotten and renamed, they changed his identity. But it was okay. He was adored, he was Apollo. His lover chose to call him Nico in this life, and he was no longer worshipped, it was better. He was loved.

But Jenson smiled at him, and he was so beautiful, like the day they met, like the day Nico fell in love with him, beautiful as the day he died, beautiful as the day Nico found him again.

It's called: free fall (George/Toto - George/Lewis)

George was eight years old when he called the devil, he was 12 when the devil did come.

Footy fics

Honey, please try to love me (martindale)

Martin has a crush that he shouldn't have, Mikel has a problem he shouldn't have. Aaron is waiting for a miracle. The others are waiting for thee day when they stop acting like idiots

Now he is mine (Julian Draxler/Mats Hummels)

It was wrong, he knew it was wrong. Dammit not even Marco would be on his side on this one, it was the kid. No, not a kid. But Benedikt’s favorite, the one he took under his wing. But what was he supposed to do?

A muse by any other name (Neuller)

Lukas had the idea of taking a class together, the four of them, Robert wanted to take a portrait class, and Bastian thought it would be hilarious to take Joachim’s class only because he heard a sophomore talk about the model of the class.

“It’s just your type Mülli” he said

Lost and found (Leon Goretzka/Julian Draxler/Joshua Kimmich)

They weren’t expecting any visit, and the list of people that would visit and even more being able to get to the door was quite short. Both laying on their sides and deep into each other arms,Leon groaned and Joshua laughed softly at him. “I’ll catch it, be right back. Must be Serge being already bored” and then he left, Leon heard his steps getting far from the room and then disappearing into the void as he reached the living room, and then silence, silence for a few minutes. And then a scream. “Leon, come here!” Okay, that was weird. He stood up fast, took a tshirt an put it on as he made his way to the door, in front of him was Joshua looking pissed, and at the door Julian fucking Draxler with a awkward look and a certain aura of distress around him

Scent like home (Julian Draxler/Erik Durm)

“How are they?” He asked

“Actually a he” Mats talked with a smirk on his face “One of Benni’s favorite cousins to be more accurate”

“Great, now Benedikt will be after my throat

Don't go where I cant reach you (Kroosmes)

Toni wasn’t stupid, yeah. His Spanish was still not the best, and yes, neither were his social skills. But regardless of his silence, he was good at observing, maybe even this was because of his silence.

All the stars in the sky (Julian Draxler/Erik Durm)

After a long day of showing Paris to his lovers, Julian was asleep upside down in the middle of his boyfriends, Matthias was hugging his side while Erik was kissing his shoulder.

“We could draw constellations with his freckles, you know? ” erik asked, his index finger connecting the dots on Julians shoulders and neck, Matthias giggled.

#f1 rpf fic #football rpf #laurie writes #britcedes #piarles #dooschuvesti #sebchal #galex #charles/pierre/george #george/oscar #martindale #neuller #kroosmes #my fics

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ask-harry-fitzgerald · 2 months ago

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Harry angst and hurt/comfort with moon <3

this is sorta an alternate version of a scene where I rewrote it to flow more as a narrative rather than a dialogue

also you guys get to see Harry having a mental breakdown in detail!!

Harry couldn’t breathe. He couldn’t see. Too much was happening, today had been a nightmare.

That… strange model (was it a bootleg? Some kind of knock off? Homemade? Just some unused prototype? He wasn’t sure.) had asked him for a reset, which he had willingly provided but-

But something went wrong. Not in the reset, chip was fine. Rather, something had gone wrong in him.

It had started with an off-hand comment, “attachments can ruin a business!” Sound advice, but not one he had wanted his partner hearing. Joe had gotten upset, and to be honest, Harry had done a pretty shoddy job at defending himself, “it’s unprofessional”? What was he thinking saying that? But whats done was done. Joe had stormed off, and Harry had done his best to pretend he didn’t care.

Next was Steven, Harry’s son, one of the people he cared about the most, had come in, more distant than usual, asking after “Chip”

Harry had told him what had happened and Steven had seemed unhappy with him. And then Harry had really fucked up. He had called Steven by his model number, 14-02, instead of his name.

He had recognized the mistake immediately, of course, and corrected himself, but the damage had been done. He had pushed the people he cared about away, again.

Maybe he deserved that. After everything, after what he had done to Steven.

Maybe Abel would finally be proud of him. He had never liked Harry getting attached to anyone but himself.

He never liked Harry in general, just Scott. There was a reason he had wiped Harry’s memory, replaced it with thoughts that weren’t his own.

God, maybe that chip kid had the right idea, maybe he should get himself reset

Or better yet, scrapped, let some newer phone take charge of his role in the company, like Steven.

Steven was so much better than him. Harry was the just prototype, Steven was the 02 model, the perfected ai

The perfected manager

But it wasn’t like it was that hard when you had Harry as competition. Joe was a good manager in his own right, but compared to Harry? He was great, hell, Abel looked good when compared to Harry, even that stupid green model Jack had brought in, the one with the faulty voice box and unreliable memory, even he would be better suited compared to harry.

His breathing hitched, and he felt something on his face. He brought his hand up, and when he pulled it away, it was warm and wet.

Was he crying? God, how unprofessional of him, he hadn’t cried since Joe’s funeral.

Someone tapped him on the shoulder, and he jumped, whirling around to see… someone?

Joe told him he had shoddy vision as a human, and he supposed that carried over to a phone, but he could make out a pale blue color, someone shorter than him and-

“Moon?”

He hated how hoarse and shaky his voice came out, he sounded like he had been crying.

He had been crying, right.

Moon put xis hand up to Harry’s face, cradling the side of his phone softy.

“Hey, Harry, what happened? Are you ok?”

He began to speak, to reassure his loved one, the only one who hadn’t left him yet, to deny anything xe might’ve heard, but all that came out was a strangled sob

“Oh.. would you like a hug at least, sweetheart? i may not know whats happening, but id still like to be here for you.”

Harry move forward, his movements jerky and unsteady as he wrapped his arms around his partner’s shoulders, holding xem close to himself

“I’ve messed everything up, I’m so, so sorry”

Moon wrapped xis arms around Harry’s waist as he cried into moon’s shoulder, sobs wracking his body.

“something is wrong with me-

I’m bad at being a manager, I’m bad at being a father, I’m bad at being a partner-

Joe thinks I’m shitty, Steven hates me- I’m sure Jack would be disappointed, a-and I don’t even KNOW that chip kid, and I’ve ruined his life too!”

Moon inhaled softly, holding Harry against xem as Harry cried

“Oh no, my dear, you were kind as a manager, sweet as a partner, and steven caring enough to want you to be better is proof you were good as a father too. you just spiraled. which im familiar with myself. its difficult. i know. but you can balance work and relationships. i promise you getting attached doesnt make you weak. having relationships isnt bad for business. you just need to find out how to balance the two.”

Harry took a shaky gasping breath against moon, still speaking against xis shoulder

“I’m so sorry… please don’t leave me.”

Xe tightened xis grip on Harry, xis tail winding around Harrys leg

“I won’t ever leave you, unless you want me to.”

With that, Harry began to cry in earnest again, holding xem like he was afraid xe would disappear if he let go.

Moon gently soothed him, petting the phones back gently as his sobs turned to shakes, and his shakes turned to holding moon like a lifeline and trembling

Harry lifted his head, his dial meeting where xis eyes would be.

“I’m really not supposed to get attached but-“

He took a shaky breath, letting to words pour out of him

“-I love you moon.”

@beingofthestars hiiii

#I didn’t beta read this so there might be mistakes n shit #Idrc #🌕 anon #fanfic tag #ough

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theleadersglobe · 9 months ago

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US Air Force’s Digital Acquisition Initiative Redefines Reconnaissance Aircraft Procurement for Foreign Allies

Making a landmark decision that would transform the battlefield technology landscape, the US Air Force is piloting an innovative digital acquisition process. Directed by the ISR & SOF Directorate, the Digital PAQuisitions team is enforced by young engineers to do a digital replication of the light recon aircraft for all the foreign military allies to be deployed. This revolutionary engineering method stands out by going against traditional procurement processes and using digital prototypes instead of physical ones.

Through digital technology, the conventional way that would require up to five years from development to deployment will be truncated to less 18 months. That is why the team can quickly change from a digital model into a physical aircraft, which will surely save plenty of time and money. This procedure not only shortens the time for acquiring significant support capabilities but also increases the adaptiveness of reaction to ever changing environment of global security and stability.

Read More:(https://theleadersglobe.com/science-technology/us-air-forces-digital-acquisition-initiative-redefines-reconnaissance-aircraft-procurement-for-foreign-allies/)

#US Air Force #aircraft #acquisition #global leader magazine #the leaders globe magazine #leadership magazine #world's leader magazine #article #best publication in the world #news #magazine #business

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velveteencosmocrat · 15 days ago

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"THE 7TH COMIC IS OUT????" pt.3

tumblr is trying to stop me from posting this. they will not succeed. idiocy resumes.

i love him so much hes literally me

im not sure if its like this in the previous comics but his english has improved significantly!! guessing its probably because of living in america for so long (for his zhanna). nice!

these faces lmaooo hes so done with soldiers shit

SCOUT'S FULL NAME DROPPED

HE'S A FATHER??? HE HAS A MULLET?!?!

he's just like his ma (and nothing like his pa lmao) ((at least spy's trying to make up for it now))

SPY UNMASKED!!! surprisingly the fanmade sfm model is actually pretty accurate. wonder if the artists took inspiration from that

MAMA MACTAVISH!!! AND SNIPER'S HERE TOO!!!!

casual heby.... hes so sof......

PYRO!!! THE DOG!!!!! CHEAVY'S BABOON BABY!!!!!!

he's looking at the picture of ma willis and little jeremy im gonna cry

im gonna cry i did not fucking expect that. i love this game i love this franchise and its just. oh my god

they grow old together... doing what they love.... asadjkfkfajoijfkfaf

what a fucking trip. i still cant believe it finally happened. i was fully convinced we would just never get the ending comic, but here it is.

as much as i felt like there was still a lot missing and unanswered, some parts undeveloped imo and was just generally never explored (lack of mention of the conaghers for my taste, the aftermath of whatever happened to the rest of the tfc team, info on the other mercs, and a lot more), i dont really think they couldve given us a more satisfying ending. not with countless speculations and expectations that built up in all the years since the last one. it's short and sweet and just a big 'thank you' to the community. while i wish we couldve known more, had more than a few years later timeskip to how the mercs are all doing and a small exposition as to why this is all even happening (the gravel wars), i think im satisfied enough to just have some form of closure. its been a long time coming, and we finally got it.

merry smissmas, everyone.

#vc schizo hour #long post #tf2 #tf2 spoilers

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eastcoastboyos · 6 months ago

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Awestruck

Assembing in the kitchen of our airBnB, the boyos scarfed down leftovers and cereal. Blake tackled last night's taco meat like a champ despite waking up with the snifffles. The disease has spread.

Zipping over to Kennedy Space Center, the boys hustled to the bus tour line having learned the night before that it is a must do according to Reddt. The tour takes you around the massive shuttle assembly building via roads lined with canals (where I saw my first gator!) and deposits you at the Saturn V rocket building.

Not really knowing what the Saturn V was, the boys and I went through an introductionary video and mock control room, which simulated the first launch of USA into space. Absolutely incredible. The windows chattering with the rocket launch, the lights flickering on the actual control panels as operator voices echoed simultaneously, you really did feel like you were there in the launch room on such of a historic moment.

Exiting this room with a horde of blind folk, the boys were gob smacked, rounding a corner and coming right up to the massive rear engine boosters of an actual Saturn V rocket above our heads. Jaws dropped as we marveled at the scale and complexity of the machine.

Exploring the area, we encountered another phenomenal theater simulating the moon landing and marveled at the moon rocks, space suits, and lunar buggys around us. Blake and I joked about the Apollo 11 error code 1202 with our own error codes: 8008 for boob and 9009 for making a poop.

Finishing our exploration of Saturn V, the boys bussed back to the main compound and headed into the Atlantis Space Shuttle Building. Representing the next phase of NASA spacecraft, we were treated to another informative video on the origin of the vessel and an appreciation for the decade of engineering to design the shuttle. To our awe once again, after the imerisve shuttle launch video finished, the video screens rolled up to reveal the actual Atlantis space shuttle behind. 🤯

If our brain chunks weren't already sxattered enough, beside the large space shuttle Atlantis was a small glass box containing the actual wood and paper concept model for the shuttle built ten years prior of the first shuttle launch. Having this massive machine and simple model side by side was such an incredible symbol of engineering design to creation. We all agreed how inspirational everything was.

Goofing around, the boys played with space toilets, I reviewed some employment contract details, and we discussed favourite roller coasters while in line for the cockpit launch simulator, another winner. Some somber moments were had looking at the Challenger and Discovery debris and Joel remarked how KSC had you like "Shittttttt" and then the next moment, a quiet and reflective "shit....".

Taking a quiet snooze in the car, some of the boys recuperated as we made the final stretch to Miami Beach: 2200km in total. Discussing the long term debt cycle, toll road uncertainty, the abundance palm trees and canals, and the worst traffic and drivers we've seen thus far, the boys made it to Miami as the sun was setting. Dylan remarked at the endless lawyer billbords such as "I heart my attorney, 300k" and noted: " Half this country's entire economy is lawyers sueing everone".

Our airBnB is in a cool Latin area, and after obtaining some missing sheets, the boys downed some Corona's, slapped each of with tortillas, placed Georgie on the mantel, and head out on the town. Miami Beach is saturated with art Deco and our heads swiveled as we looked at them lit up in the night with color. Miami Beach is bumping.

Sports cars, fancy outfits, mango strip clubs, gangs on ATVs and motor bikes, the place's energy seem to match New York. Things seem full circle. After resting on the grass for a moment to process everything, (#fiveIntroverts) the boys grabbed margaritas and nachos at Oh Mexico. Letting the night fall late to the sound sof Latin musc, we savored reminiscing about the trip while periodically singing Happy birthday in Spanish.

We miss you Ben.

Derek

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