#Taylor is number one of course who is shocked

[mickyschumacher]

[DRESS!]

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: being in a secret relationship with lando norris has been a journey in itself. but nothing comes harder than the moments where you both struggle to keep your hands off one another.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: 18+ (minors DNI), unprotected sex (wrap it before your tap it lol), cumming inside, voyeurism, fingering, slight handjob, boyfriend established but secret, cute cringe couple humour, obvious pining, poor knowledge of pr specialist things, mentions of mental health and stress, mclaren in itself needs a warning, mention of fave menace w*ll b*xton (simply ew), allusion of future marriage

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: lando norris x mclaren’s pr specialist!fem!reader

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 4k+

𝐀/𝐍: this is based of taylor swift’s ‘dress’! okay, so i’m giving you lovelies this one and some others while i study for my last exam 😔 i actually have some requests which are exciting and nerve wrecking but i'm gonna try my level best to do them after my exam. although i’m also supposed be on a plane not too soon after. anyways, thank you so much for your support and patience ♡︎

🏎️ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 | ⚽️𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

As a PR specialist, things were constantly changing. For example, for a certain amount of time you were assigned to Fernando Alonso when he was under McLaren. Quite honestly, it was a nightmare.

There was nothing wrong with Fernando. For the time you had spent with him, he was rather sweet. But the media had painted him out as some sort of tyrant of McLaren, claiming that the F1 team belonged to him as opposed to being owned by Zak Brown. Then again, you supposed the Spaniard’s lack of care for listening didn’t help either.

When learning that Fernando was leaving, you could only hope that whoever you were assigned to next was less work than him.

In came Lando Norris, a young driver with ambition and humour, and lucky for you, little work.

Somehow he just knew the right things to say. And if he didn’t, he was always asking you beforehand.

Between the both of you there was only a two year age gap so of course it was easy to befriend each other. You were always talking about something to the other.

His passion for DJing, his childhood or your love for travelling and the gossip of certain celebrities. How you were absolutely certain JLo and Ben Affleck was a PR couple because who on earth had a nude portrait of themselves above their bed?

It wasn’t until almost a year ago where you realised you liked him more than just a friend. There was just something about the way you two communicated that left in trailed sighs, awkward laughs desperate to talk more and grins that got your hearts pacing.

Or perhaps it was the way you had poured your hearts out to one another. As happy as Lando looked, he was one under a lot of pressure which affected is mental health. You were there for all of this ups and downs. You were his number on speed dial for everything.

And when things got a little too much for you, Lando did his best to not only be there for you but to cheer you up. Stupid jokes, random flowers and, teddy bears.

How were you not supposed to like him?

Surprisingly, Lando had been the one to confess his feelings to you. Well, only after one of the engineers from Mercedes was openly trying to court you at an F1 dinner.

Lando had gotten so jealous that he had pulled you aside that evening and begged you to not think of anyone else but him. That you were only supposed to smile like that at him… with him.

At first, you were thrilled and kind of shocked that Lando felt the same way. But that happiness and smile he liked so much quickly faded when you thought about your job.

‘F1’s Lando Norris is dating his PR specialist’…

Yeah… the implications of that sounded terrible. You could imagine it already. What was Lando hiding to date his publicist? Is Lando that good of a person?

And while you and all the people knew the truth, those types of rumours would’ve undermined your job in the first place and honestly, you were sure that McLaren wouldn’t exactly be jumping with excitement that you two were dating.

So you mentioned this to Lando with the suggestion of being secret about your relationship for now.

You could literally see some of the shine in his eyes fade. He was gutted but he understood what you meant. He’d rather be with you secretly than not at all and without his best friend.

our secret moments in a crowded room

they've got no idea about me and you

there is an indentation in the shape of you

made your mark on me, a golden tattoo

Your relationship with him had been a roller coaster. Neither of you had been in a secret relationship and neither of you could deny how fun it was.

Take right now for example. Today was the McLaren’s car launch for the 2023 F1 season. The room was filled to the brim with all sorts of people: journalists, publicists, engineers, marketers, social media managers, the new driver next to Lando, Oscar.

Yet with all those people, Lando and you found it impossible to not find each other. You were constantly meeting each others eyes, especially when you were nearby for his interviews.

There was a thrill, you must admit, about no one knowing about the two of you.

A rush of adrenaline at the thought that no one knew nor expected you to be in Lando’s bedroom this very morning before the launch.

“Remember to be sort of vague about the car and, well, everything. I mean obviously but I don’t think Will’s going down without a fight,” you reminded your boyfriend with an annoyed sigh.

Will Buxton was not only a F1 journalist but a man who got under everyone’s skin. You couldn’t fathom why people liked him in the first place.

Lando, who was leaning on his elbow on his bed, gave a hum of response. He only had half of his mind present as he watched you get ready. “Surely, this can’t be fair,’ He asked.

You raised a brow at him through the mirror. “What?” You queried before putting on a necklace. Sorry, attempting to. You weren’t exactly sure why the clasps of necklaces were made so poorly.

Lando got up from the bed and walked up behind you. He grabbed the necklace from your hands with an amused expression before bringing it to your neck. With one hand, he pushed your hair to the side and joined the clasp to the metal ring. He rested his fingers on the back of your neck, slowly rubbing the area as he met your gaze in the mirror.

“I mean, you get to wear this,” Lando started. His hands ran over the satin silk material of your black dress. It was fairly casual, landing mid-thigh. Perfect enough for you to blend into the crowd. Although, it didn’t matter for Lando. He could always pick you from the crowd. Especially, if you were wearing this. “And I wear this? It doesn’t seem fair,” he whispered into your ear.

You let out a small laugh, eyeing his new uniform for the season. You turned to face him, rubbing your hands over his chest and pretending to dust it. “I think you look quite good, love.”

Lando narrowed his eyes. You felt his hand travel up your neck and to your lips. “When did you even buy this? It wasn’t even in your closet?”

Your heart started to pace when you caught that knowing glint in his eyes. His mended brows seemed to ease when you didn’t respond. Sometimes you didn’t need to open your mouth to say anything. Instead, you let your eyes talk.

A small grin came to his face. He turned you to face the mirror. His hands came alive, roaming your thigh and waist. “Just for me, huh?” Lando smiled.

“Lando,” you warned weakly. You had a feeling where this was going. Honestly, you weren’t opposed to it. But the both of you needed to clock in soon. “It’s supposed to come off after the launch.”

Lando pursed his lips, pressing a kiss to the side of your neck and meeting your gaze. “Oh, it supposed to come off too? Jesus, I don’t think I can’t wait that long.”

Lando could feel the perfume he has come to love so much infiltrate his nose. God, this dress and now the perfume. How on earth was he going to get out of here?

“Fuck,” He murmured out. He closed his eyes and rested his chin on your shoulder. He needed to get himself together. But the thing about your skin was that it was so inviting… so warm.

You felt his his arms wrap around your waist as you added some finishing touches to your look. Lando pouted at you through the mirror.

“What’s wrong, baby?” You cooed, squishing his cheeks with your free hand.

“I don’t think I can leave this room. I can’t,” Lando groaned, starting a line of kisses on your neck.

“Lando…” You whimpered out pathetically, feeling your neck stretch out even more willingly. You could feel him close in on the one area near your ear.

“Fuck, Lando. Not there,” You swore but with no effort to stop him.

Lando’s greed seem to increase upon your exclaim. He furthered his attack on the spot, sucking enough of your intoxicating skin, not only to get his full but leave a fresh purple mark.

Now he was satisfied enough to leave the room.

You watched his lips leave your skin, almost leaving you to pour for a second before that dark spot on your skin caught your eyes.

You gasped. “You didn’t,” you said in disbelief, whacking your boyfriend.

Lando’s blues twinkled at you as he planted a cheeky kiss to your cheek. “I did.”

Now you were in a room of all these people. It was exhilarating for Lando to know that he had given you a tattoo of some sorts. To attend those interviews and know that behind your carefully placed hair, he had given you something no one else would ever… yeah, he was aching to leave.

It wasn’t any less for you. Even last night you couldn’t keep your hands off each other. You were walking around with the fact that you knew what was underneath the damn racing gear. The scratches and indentations of your hands on his skin caused by the will to bring Lando even closer to you.

all of this silence and patience, pining and anticipation

my hands are shaking from holding back from you… ha, ah, ah

all of this silence and patience, pining and desperately waiting

my hands are shaking from all this… ah, ha, ha, ha

Lando was looking at you probably more than one should look at their PR specialist to the point he was sure you could feel his eyes on you.

But he couldn't help. Every little thing you did in that dress had caught his attention.

Your pinky-red painted lips covering the champagne glass you held. Those lips he wanted for himself. On him. Everywhere. Now.

The occasional brush of your hands that sent shudders he had to surpress.

The lights of the venue practically spotlighting you so everyone could see how beautiful you looked. So Lando could see exactly how nicely the dress clung to everyone of those damning curves.

The polite smiles you offered every single person you met. A gesture that sent his heart racing.

The forced polite laughter and chuckles you gave to the people that flirted with you. A gesture that made him both proud and frustrated. Proud in that you were clearly faking it because he knew what your real smile and laugh was. Hell, he had the pleasure of making it everyday. And that people clearly found you as beautiful as he did. Frustrated because people were clearly into you and he could do nothing but watch in silence.

Lando couldn't blame them either. If he was them, he too would've stopped to impress. But he didn't need to. Not when you were his entirely and he yours.

The more he looked at you the more his hands shook and his patience wore thin. His hands ached for this day to end, for him to take you to his room, and remove that goddamn dress.

He could imagine what his former teammates Carlos and Daniel say. Something along the lines of "stop staring at her like you want to eat her".

Which, in all honestly, wasn't true.

Lando didn't want to eat you. He wanted to devour you. Slowly and gently. He wanted to appreciate you... all of you. So much that only his name was falling from those beautiful lips of yours.

say my name and everything just stops

i don't want you like a best friend

only bought this dress so you could take it off

take it oh, ha, ha, ha-ah

carve your name into my bedpost

'cause i don't want you like a best friend

only bought this dress so you could take it off

take it oh, ha, ha, ha-ah

Lando couldn't imagine the poor luck he had. The event was finally over and he was home. Without you.

You had become slightly tied with some last minute discussions with the reporters and journalists, even your dear favourite Will.

Which meant for the past hour, Lando had nothing but his thoughts. Thoughts that consisted only of you, that dress, and what he was going to do with you.

What was he supposed to do?

Unbothered to put on a new change of clothes, Lando was in bed only in his boxers which had a very obvious bulge.

Lando let out a sigh, his hand brushing over his clothed cock. "Fuck," he muttered out through a clenched jaw. If it was any other day, he would've lost all self-control and jerked off to his thoughts of you. But you were going to be home soon and he desperately wanted to feel you.

"Lando? Honey, I'm home!" Your voice echoed through his house, teasing him.

Lando whipped his head up, feeling all his thoughts and emotions briefly stop as he darted towards the entrance.

You were taking of your heels when you saw Lando stand in all his glory almost naked. You couldn't help but laugh lightly. "Oh my... I thought we discussed you not walking around the house naked, Lando."

Lando said nothing. Instead, he took a step towards, eyes searching your face and arms encircling your body closer to him.

The hairs on your body stood straight while goosebumps started to sprawl across your skin. Lando's thumb brushed across your bottom lip. "You were later than expected," He said in a tone that almost neared a whine.

You let out a sigh, kissing the tip of his thumb. "I know. I'm sorry, baby."

Lando grinned. "It's okay," He quipped before scooping you up in his arms.

You let out a yelp before smiling as Lando ventured to your bedroom. You could soon feel the soft sheets of your bed touch your skin while Lando hovered over you.

"You have to tell me what the deal with this dress is, love," Lando whispered. His finger slid under the strap of your dress before trailing all the way down to your bare breast.

You opened your mouth to answer but not even a hint of a sound came out as Lando's finger circled your nipple gently. You met his eager blue eyes, waiting for answer.

"I only bought this dress so you can take it off. Simple as that."

Lando let out a low exhale, feeling his cock harden even further. God, were you even real?

"Yeah?" He hummed, pushing the straps of your dress down your arms. He pushed his face down lower, wrapping his lips around your nipple as he continued to pull your dress down your body.

Your back arched on the bed, pushing yourself into his mouth even further. Without a word, you lifted your hips up and Lando had fully taken the dress off.

His other hand reached your other nipple, paying it an equal amount of attention. He rolled the pebbled mound between his thumb and index finger, giving it a slight squeeze.

You let out a small whimper. Your hand navigating through his short curls. You could feel your core tighten and your pussy become slick with your arousal.

Lando unlatched his lips from your breasts, using both hands to gently thumb your nipples. "Tell me want you want, love. I want to hear it from these pretty lips."

God... you couldn't even decide. "I don't know. I want your lips. Your fingers. Fuck, I want it all."

Lando couldn't help but grin as a he felt a surge of energy rush through. "I can do it all," He chuckled before bringing his lips to yours. His tongue darted between your lips and into your mouth. His hands trailed up and down your waist while a muffled moan came out of his mouth.

You kissed him back with the same intensity of fervor, bringing your hands around his neck, willing him closer to you.

Lando could tell by the slight squirm of your legs, you were getting impatient down there. Slowly, he trailed down your waist and reached your panties. His own lips quirked at the damp material. Pressing his fingers into your core, he could feel a shudder overcome you.

Lando continued his assault on your lips as he rubbed you through your panties.

You removed your lips in a gasp for air. "Don't tease, Lando," You moaned out, clenching your thighs so it trapped his hand to your pussy.

Lando chuckled. He used his free hand to brush over your swollen lips. God, he wanted those lips around his cock. Maybe tomorrow morning. Or maybe in the shower tonight. Right now, he wanted to focus on you. "Say please. A good girl should always use her manners, no?"

This good girl thing had always infuriated you. It felt childish. But then it paled in comparison to the tingling and blossoming sensation of Lando's fingers rubbing your clit.

But of course, if you were going to be a good girl, you were always going for extra credit.

"Please, Lando. Fuck. I need your fingers. Please. I love the way they fill me up. The way they feel in me. Please."

Lando wanted to grin. But all he could do was groan in response. How could he not reward his dear overachiever?

His fingers pulled down your panties, snatching down the damp material past your legs. A guttural sound of pure sin fell from his mouth as he saw your pussy. It glistened in front of him, almost as if it was flooded. Sliding his fingers down those soaked folds, he watched you writhe under him and whimper.

Lando kept his eyes on you as he pushed two fingers into you slowly. He could feel your core envelope him and welcome him graciously. He watched your back arch once he began thrusting into a pace, feeling your walls clench around his fingers.

"Shit," you moaned, reaching for your breasts to both add even more pleasure and bring some sort of sanity. "Faster, baby. Please."

Lando sped up the pace of his fingers, bringing his thumb to rub your clit. His eyes flickered to your pussy. He licked his lips. You were swollen and engorged. Your puffy lips continuously took him in and it was almost paining his cock that he wasn't inside you yet.

A new intense wave of euphoria settled over you. Your body convulsed with a buzz that provided the almost silent moans from your mouth. "Fuck.... I... I'm gonna come," You moaned out, head falling back as your mind became clouded with pleasure.

Lando's cock throbbed from not being touched. He could do it no longer.

The whine you released when Lando took his fingers out of you almost made him want to put them back in. But instead, with a speed he had never even found in his car, he took off his boxers and hovered over your body.

"I know. I know," Lando murmured, pressing his lips into yours to silence your begging plea.

You placed your own fingers in your mouth, drenching them in your saliva. Removing them, your hand travelled down his waist, brushing past his v-line before circling your hand around his cock. You could feel Lando moan into the kiss, briefly stilling at your touch.

Slowly you rubbed him up and down, dangerously thumbing the slit of his cock. You watched as your saliva lubed him, giving him a unique shine. Your shine.

"Jesus fucking christ," Lando moaned out. He was sure if you kept up like this, he was going to cum in your hands rather than inside you.

"Fuck, as much I love your hands and touch. I need to be in you, baby," Lando sighed, removing your hand from his cock and slowly pressing into your body to slide his cock up and down your pussy.

You moaned at his words, feeling his lips wrap around your nipple once again.

"Stop teasing," You panted. The buzz created by the tip of his cock rubbing your clit was almost paining and torturous.

Lando didn't even mean to tease. But even just feeling your pussy felt like a different type of high. He groaned, pushing the tip of his cock into your swollen lips. A rush of warmth surged through him as he laid in you for a brief moment.

Your pussy was a safe haven. A cocoon made for his cock. This high... this pleasure... he could feel it with no one than you.

You sobbed in ecstasy. Lando was almost bring cruel. You raised your hips, fucking yourself onto your cock.

Lando had to keep himself above you, almost collapsing at your action. He let out a small laugh at your impatience before he started to move in you.

As he thrusted into you, you could feel his cock glide through your folds, reaching those familiar areas of arousal. You clenched your walls around him teasingly, silently urging him to speed.

"Fucking hell," Lando hissed out, speeding up the movement of your hips.

Sweat and arousal doused the both of you as the room was full of your pants and the obscene sound of your skin slapping.

"I'm gonna cum soon, baby," Lando said once you clenched around him once again. This clenching action always drove him overboard. It pulled him in even further into you and pressured his cock to pulse inside of you.

"It's okay. Cum with me," You moaned, bringing him into a sloppy kiss.

Your muffled moans became impossibly higher as Lando rutted into you at a merciless speed. The wave of pleasure and euphoria that had sprawled across the both of you was inexplicable. A transient unearthly state of mind. A paradox of what was holy and unholy.

Your hands had found their way to Lando's back. Your fingernails dug lightly into the smooth skin of his back. You dragged them down as your hips bucked higher in the chase of the climax.

"Fuck! Lando!" You cursed.

Lando could feel his cock twitch and throb inside you. The nails. His name. Your lips. It was any second now. "Fuck. Say my name, Y/N!"

'When your eyes had started to roll, you blinked focusing on the most beautiful boy in front of you. God he was a sight to behold. Blue eyes hooded with lust, lips swollen and puffy... albeit sweaty, but handsome nonetheless. 'When your eyes had started to roll, you blinked focusing on the most beautiful boy in front of you. God he was a sight to behold. Blue eyes hooded with lust, lips swollen and puffy... albeit sweaty, but handsome nonetheless.

"Lando!" You moaned, "I love you so much, Lando! Fuck!"

Your loud groans disturbed the quiet peace of the air as Lando and you felt the wave of euphoria hit you hard, his hips stilled within you. His body shook, warming your walls and folds with an influx of white.

Lando let out a soft moan, chin falling into your shoulder while both your sweaty bodies pressed together. You could still feel Lando's cock within you, giving every last dribble of cum to you.

"I love you, I love you, I love you.," Lando's hoarse voiced mantra made it's way into your ear. He planted a lazy kiss onto your shoulder before turning his body to face the ceiling. "Fuck, I love you so much, Y/N."

You turned on the side of your body, leaning on your hand. Your eyes were weighed with exhaustion but nevertheless you smiled at him. "I guess I should buy more dresses often," You joked.

You could feel Lando's body rumble with a gentle chuckle. His hand reached to move your sweat-ridden hair behind your ears. His blue eyes trailed over your face, in awe of how he had gotten this lucky in his life. The woman he loved so much was right next to him and he hoped forever.

Lando smiled at you, bringing your fingers to kiss them. He briefly thought backed to the small box he had managed to hide away in his closet. Three podiums. He was going to get three podiums and make sure that ring adorned your finger.

"Love, I'll buy all the dresses you want. And I'll take them off for you too."

© 𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐘𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐌𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑

[youngsadlesbian]

Taylor Swift x daughter

Taylor is your biological mom, who was separated from you since you were born, since your dad wanted sole custody, your dad was a player on the Seattle Seahawks, and he overdosed a few weeks before now, he died, you are 13 but you turn 14 soon Taylor gets a call from CPS, Taylor also hasn’t seen you since you were born.

COMING BACK TO YOU | taylor swift x daughter!reader

summary: after losing the father who raised you, you’re placed in the care of your biological mother. as you struggle with trust, grief, and self-worth, taylor patiently proves that love isn’t conditional—and she’s never letting you go.

a/n: thanks for the request. hope you like it!

word count: 3,7k

warnings: angst but with a happy ending.

Taylor Swift was used to unexpected calls.

From record labels, producers, friends needing advice, and even fans who had somehow gotten a hold of her number. But when her phone buzzed on a quiet afternoon, she never expected to hear the words—

"Ms. Swift, we need to talk to you about your daughter."

Her what?

Taylor nearly dropped her phone. “I—I think you have the wrong number.”

The woman on the other end, a social worker named Margaret Carter, sighed. “I know this must be a shock, but this is about your biological daughter.”

Daughter.

A word she hadn’t allowed herself to say in thirteen years.

Taylor’s chest tightened. She had always known this day might come, but she had convinced herself it was a distant possibility.

“Her father recently passed away,” Margaret continued. “There are no immediate family members able to take custody. You were listed as next of kin.”

The room spun.

She had spent over a decade not being your mother—because your father had fought for sole custody and won. He was an NFL star, a household name, and had resources far beyond what she had at the time. The court had ruled in his favor, and by the time she had the means to fight back, you were already growing up in his world.

And now, just like that, he was gone.

Leaving you behind.

“I—I need a second,” Taylor whispered, gripping the kitchen counter.

“Of course,” Margaret said kindly. “But I need to be honest with you. Your daughter is in a vulnerable state. She’s grieving, and she barely knows who you are.”

Taylor closed her eyes. The pain of losing you all those years ago came crashing back.

“Where is she now?” she asked, voice barely above a whisper.

“In temporary foster care. But if you want custody, we can start the process immediately.”

Taylor inhaled sharply. There was no hesitation.

“Yes,” she said firmly. “Tell me what I need to do.”

You sat on the edge of the unfamiliar bed, staring at the peeling wallpaper of the foster home. The place wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t home either.

Not that you even knew what home meant anymore.

Your dad was gone. Just like that. One moment he was larger than life, a hero in the eyes of Seahawks fans. The next, he was a headline on the news.

And you? You were just left behind.

You clenched your fists. Your dad had never been perfect—far from it. He had been distant, always too busy with games and endorsements. But he was all you had.

Now? Some stranger was coming to get you.

Your mother.

A woman you had never met.

You barely even knew her name, other than the whispers from tabloids and social media.

"Taylor Swift’s Secret Daughter—Where Is She Now?"

You had seen the articles. People speculating about you like you were some mystery to be solved. But none of them knew you.

And neither did she.

So why did she want you now?

Taylor’s heart pounded as she stood outside the foster home, hands trembling.

The door opened, and a social worker led her inside. “She’s in here.”

And then—

There you were.

Sitting on the bed, arms crossed, guarded.

Taylor’s breath hitched.

You looked so much like her.

The shape of your eyes. The way you furrowed your brows, the same way she did when she was nervous.

But there was distance in your gaze.

You didn’t run into her arms. You didn’t cry or say “Mom.”

You just stared.

And she didn’t blame you.

Taylor took a tentative step forward. “Hi,” she said softly.

You didn’t respond.

She swallowed. “I—I know this is a lot. And I don’t expect you to be okay with this overnight.”

Still, you said nothing.

Taylor felt her heart sink.

But then, so quietly she almost missed it, you whispered, “Why now?”

Her throat tightened. “Because I should have fought harder for you.”

You finally looked her in the eyes.

And for the first time in thirteen years—

Taylor felt like a mother.

The car ride was silent.

You sat in the passenger seat, arms crossed, staring out the window. Taylor didn’t push you to talk. She just gripped the steering wheel tightly, sneaking glances at you every few minutes.

It was surreal.

She was your mother—but you didn’t know her.

You had imagined this moment before. Back when you were younger, you used to wonder about her. You’d picture a warm smile, soft hands braiding your hair, a voice singing lullabies at night.

But that had never been your reality.

Instead, she was a stranger sitting beside you, trying to act like she knew you.

You sighed and turned away, eyes fixed on the passing buildings.

Taylor finally broke the silence.

“I, um, I didn’t know if you’d be hungry, but I stocked up on some food at home,” she said cautiously. “I wasn’t sure what you liked, so I got a little of everything.”

You didn’t respond.

“I also made up a room for you. But if you don’t like it, we can change it. Whatever makes you comfortable.”

Nothing was going to make this comfortable.

But still… you couldn’t ignore the slight warmth in your chest at the fact that she was trying.

After a long pause, you finally spoke.

“You don’t have to try so hard,” you muttered.

Taylor’s grip on the wheel tightened.

“I just… I just want you to know that I care,” she said softly. “Even if I wasn’t there before.”

You turned to look at her.

And for the first time, you noticed something in her eyes—guilt.

Real, raw, aching guilt.

It made something inside you waver.

But you weren’t ready to let that wall down. Not yet.

So you just looked away again, resting your forehead against the cool glass of the window.

And Taylor, respecting the silence, just kept driving.

When Taylor pulled into the driveway, you blinked at the massive house in front of you.

It was nothing like what you were used to.

Everything about your dad’s house had been modern—gray, cold, minimalist.

But this?

It was warm. Soft yellow lights glowed from the windows. A porch swing swayed slightly in the evening breeze. Flower pots lined the steps.

It looked like something out of a movie.

Taylor hesitated before stepping out of the car. “Come on,” she said gently.

You followed her inside, dragging your duffel bag behind you.

The moment you walked in, you were hit with the scent of vanilla and cinnamon. It smelled like freshly baked cookies.

You hated that it made you feel safe.

“This is your room,” Taylor said, leading you down the hall.

When she opened the door, you froze.

The room was decorated in soft tones—warm beige, deep blues, and fairy lights strung along the ceiling. There was a cozy reading nook by the window, shelves lined with books and records, and a big bed covered in plush blankets.

She had put effort into this.

Like she had been preparing for you.

Your fingers grazed the bookshelf.

There were titles you loved. She must have asked someone about what you liked to read.

A lump formed in your throat.

“You can change anything you don’t like,” Taylor said from the doorway. “This is your space.”

You swallowed hard and turned away.

“It’s fine,” you mumbled.

Taylor nodded. “Okay.”

An awkward silence stretched between you.

Then, hesitantly, she added, “I’ll be in the kitchen if you need anything.”

And with that, she left you alone.

For a long time, you just stood there, staring at the room.

You wanted to hate it.

You wanted to hate her.

But as you sat down on the bed, fingers running over the soft comforter, you realized something terrifying.

A small part of you didn’t want to hate her at all.

Taylor was nervous.

She had performed in front of thousands of people. She had given speeches at award shows. She had stood in rooms filled with industry giants and held her own.

But sitting across from you at the dinner table?

That was terrifying.

You poked at your food with your fork, barely eating.

Taylor had made pasta—simple, safe. She wasn’t exactly a five-star chef, but she had tried.

She cleared her throat. “So… how was your day?”

You gave her a look.

Taylor winced. “Right. Probably not the best question.”

You sighed and set your fork down. “You don’t have to do this.”

“Do what?”

“Pretend like we’re some normal mother-daughter duo catching up after school.”

Taylor swallowed. “I’m not pretending.”

You leaned back in your chair, crossing your arms. “Then what are you doing?”

She exhaled, gripping her napkin tightly. “Trying.”

Something about the way she said it made you pause.

You expected her to be fake. To be distant. To be like every other adult who had tried to act like they understood what you were going through.

But there was something in her eyes.

Something real.

You glanced down at your plate, suddenly feeling uneasy.

“I wasn’t expecting this,” you admitted quietly. “Any of this.”

Taylor nodded. “I know.”

You hesitated before asking the question that had been sitting on your chest since you got in her car.

“Why didn’t you fight harder for me?”

Her breath hitched.

She set her fork down carefully, as if the weight of your question had knocked the air from her lungs.

Then, in a voice so soft it almost broke, she said, “Because I was young. And scared. And not strong enough.”

You blinked.

You had never heard an adult admit something like that before.

Taylor’s fingers twisted in her napkin. “I tried, but your dad… he had more power. More influence. And when I lost, I thought maybe… maybe you’d be better off without me.”

Silence stretched between you.

Finally, you muttered, “That was stupid.”

Taylor let out a short, breathy laugh. “Yeah,” she agreed. “It was.”

You looked at her again. Really looked.

And for the first time, you saw something more than just the famous pop star.

You saw someone who had lost just as much as you had.

You still weren’t sure what that meant.

But for the first time since you had arrived, you picked up your fork and took a bite.

Taylor noticed.

And though she didn’t say anything, you saw the small, relieved smile on her lips.

That night, sleep didn’t come easy.

You lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, feeling like a stranger in a borrowed life.

Your dad’s old house had always been cold, but it had been yours.

This place? This person?

It was all unfamiliar.

You reached for your phone and scrolled mindlessly, trying to distract yourself.

That’s when you saw it.

A post on some sports gossip page.

"NFL Star’s Daughter Reunites with Taylor Swift—Is She Just Another Publicity Stunt?"

Your stomach dropped.

The comment section was worse.

“She just wants to look like a hero.”“Where was she for the last 13 years?”“Bet she’ll write a song about it.”

You squeezed your phone tightly, anger bubbling in your chest.

This wasn’t her story.

This wasn’t some PR move.

This was your life.

And now the whole world thought they had a right to judge it.

You threw your phone onto the bed and buried your face in your hands, trying to push away the familiar ache creeping into your chest.

Why did it feel like you didn’t belong anywhere?

A soft knock on the door made you freeze.

Taylor’s voice was hesitant. “Can I come in?”

You quickly wiped your eyes and sat up. “Yeah.”

She stepped inside, holding two mugs of hot chocolate.

“I, uh, used to drink this whenever I couldn’t sleep,” she said, handing you one.

You took it cautiously, letting the warmth seep into your fingers.

Taylor hesitated before sitting down at the edge of your bed. “I saw the article.”

Your jaw clenched. “It’s stupid.”

“It is,” she agreed. “But that doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt.”

You stared into your mug, watching the tiny marshmallows slowly melt.

“I just hate that people think they know me,” you admitted. “They don’t. They never have.”

Taylor was quiet for a moment.

Then, softly, she said, “I know exactly how that feels.”

Your grip tightened around the mug.

Of course she did.

Taylor Swift had spent years being picked apart by the world.

You glanced at her.

For the first time, you wondered—

Had she ever felt this alone, too?

The next few weeks were hell.

It didn’t matter that you barely posted online. It didn’t matter that you tried to ignore the noise. The world had found you.

And now, it wouldn’t let go.

Paparazzi camped outside Taylor’s house. Articles were published daily, analyzing everything from your relationship with her to the way you dressed.

Worst of all, people from your past—kids from your school, people who had never cared before—suddenly started reaching out.

“Hey! I didn’t know you were Swift’s kid. That’s crazy! Wanna hang out?”“Wow, guess you were hiding this the whole time. No wonder you acted like you were better than us.”“Bet you’re rich now. Lemme borrow some money.”

You never responded.

You weren’t stupid.

They didn’t care about you.

They just cared about Taylor Swift’s daughter.

And the worst part?

You weren’t even sure who that was supposed to be.

Because the real you?

The one who had spent her whole life feeling like an afterthought? The one who had spent years fighting to be seen by a father who never really looked? The one who had learned to bury her emotions because it was easier than being disappointed?

The world didn’t care about her.

But she was the only version of you that existed.

It started small.

The first panic attack came when you saw your father’s name trending online again.

"NFL Tragedy: Remembering the Career and Downfall of a Football Legend."

People painted him as a hero. A lost talent. A misunderstood man.

But they didn’t know.

They didn’t know how many times he had forgotten you at school.

How many times he had brushed off your tears with a distracted, "Not now, kiddo."

How many times he had left you alone in a house that never felt like home.

Now, suddenly, everyone wanted to talk about what a great father he had been.

Your hands had started shaking. Your chest had gone tight. It felt like you couldn’t breathe.

And for the first time in years, you had felt small again.

The second time was worse.

A reporter had shoved a microphone in your face outside a bookstore.

"Do you think Taylor Swift is a better parent than your father was?"

The words had slammed into you like a truck.

You had frozen.

Because how were you supposed to answer that?

How were you supposed to explain that one of them had abandoned you, and the other had never had the chance to be there at all?

You had run.

Not even caring that cameras caught it.

You ran until your legs burned, until your chest ached, until you found yourself sitting on a cold park bench, hugging your knees to your chest.

And that’s where she found you.

Taylor.

She had searched for you.

And when she sat beside you, she didn’t demand answers. She didn’t scold you for running off.

She just… sat there.

Like she was giving you permission to fall apart.

And maybe that’s why, for the first time in your life, you did.

The tears came before you could stop them. Silent at first. Then shaking, gasping, unstoppable.

And then—warm arms around you.

Taylor pulled you into her chest, holding you like you were something precious.

Like you weren’t a burden.

Like you weren’t too much.

And for the first time in your life, someone didn’t tell you to stop crying.

She just held you.

“I’ve got you,” she murmured into your hair. “I’ve got you, sweetheart.”

And for the first time in a long time…

You let someone have you.

Things didn’t magically get better overnight.

You were still angry.

At your father. At the media. At the unfairness of it all.

And Taylor?

She was patient.

She never pushed. Never demanded.

She just showed up.

When you couldn’t sleep, she left a light on in the hallway.

When you felt like you couldn’t breathe, she sat with you until you could.

When you got overwhelmed, she gently reminded you that you weren’t alone.

And little by little…

You started believing her.

You still had scars.

But for the first time, you weren’t carrying them alone.

And that?

That was something worth holding onto.

You weren’t sure what brought it on.

Maybe it was the weeks of tension building up.

Maybe it was the way Taylor never pushed, never forced you to talk.

Or maybe it was the simple fact that, for the first time in your life, someone actually wanted to listen.

Either way, it happened one night, completely out of nowhere.

You were in the kitchen, staring blankly at a bowl of cereal, appetite gone.

Taylor walked in, wearing an oversized sweater and fuzzy socks, looking more like a tired mom than a global superstar. She poured herself some tea, glanced at you, then casually sat down across from you.

She didn’t say anything at first.

And then, softly:

“Can I ask you something?”

You tensed. “…Sure.”

She took a careful sip of tea. “Are you okay?”

That was all she said.

Three words.

Not “You should be grateful.” Not “Talk to me.”

Just—Are you okay?

You weren’t.

And suddenly, you couldn’t pretend anymore.

Your hands clenched around the edge of the table, knuckles white. Your throat felt tight.

And then—it all poured out.

“I don’t know how to do this,” you admitted, voice shaking. “I don’t know how to be your daughter. I don’t know how to let you care about me.”

Taylor didn’t flinch.

She just set her mug down and nodded, like she had been expecting this.

So you kept going.

“My dad never… he never wanted to know me. He said he did, but he didn’t.” Your voice cracked. “I used to think that if I was better, if I was easier to love, then maybe he’d see me. But he never did.”

Taylor’s eyes filled with emotion. She didn’t interrupt.

And you… you just kept unraveling.

“So now, you’re here. And you keep trying. And I don’t know what to do with that.” You met her gaze, heart pounding. “What if you wake up one day and realize I’m not worth it? What if you change your mind?”

Silence.

For a second, you felt stupid. Exposed.

And then—

Taylor reached across the table, covering your hand with hers.

Her fingers were warm, steady.

“I will never change my mind about you,” she said quietly. “Never.”

Your chest ached.

Tears burned behind your eyes.

She squeezed your hand. “I missed everything, baby. Your first steps, your first words… I missed all of it. But I’m here now. And I want to be here.”

You swallowed hard. “But what if I mess up?”

Taylor gave you a soft, bittersweet smile. “Then you mess up. And I’ll still be here.”

Something broke inside you.

Something you had been holding in for too long.

And before you could stop yourself, you whispered, “Thanks, Mom.”

Taylor froze.

Her breath hitched, and for a second, you thought maybe you had made a mistake.

But then—

Her eyes filled with tears.

And she let out a soft, choked laugh, like that one word had just healed something inside her, too.

“Oh, sweetheart.” Her voice wavered. “Say it again?”

Your throat tightened.

“…Thanks, Mom.”

And just like that—Taylor broke.

She got up and pulled you into her arms, holding you so tight, like she was afraid to let go.

You buried your face in her shoulder, fists gripping her sweater.

For the first time, you let yourself believe that this was real.

That she wasn’t leaving.

That she wasn’t going to disappear.

That you weren’t alone anymore.

“I love you,” she whispered into your hair. “So much.”

And this time—

You let yourself believe her.

Things didn’t change overnight.

You still had bad days. Days where you doubted everything. Days where you flinched at kindness because you were still learning that love didn’t have to be earned.

But slowly, things got better.

Taylor taught you how to bake (even though you both sucked at it).

She let you pick the music in the car (and laughed when you played Taylor Swift songs just to mess with her).

She showed up to every therapy session, waiting outside with a hug and a milkshake afterward.

She let you take your time.

And little by little…

You started to trust her.

To trust that she meant it when she said she wasn’t going anywhere.

And one day, when the world wasn’t watching, when it was just the two of you on the couch, watching a dumb reality show—

You leaned against her, rested your head on her shoulder, and said, “Love you, Mom.”

Casual. Easy. Like breathing.

And Taylor?

She didn’t make a big deal out of it.

Didn’t push. Didn’t cry.

She just kissed the top of your head and whispered, “Love you too, baby.”

Like it had always been this way.

And maybe, in some way—

Maybe it always had.

[gublerie]

suburban legends - in depth of a theory that the song is written about matthew gray gubler

this theory was made by me and rafa (@bendthwrules on twitter) cause we’re both delusional and have lots of free time apparently lol please take this lightly this is just to have fun. if you have any thoughts to share or add to our theory dont be shy !

first and foremost, we’ll start with a timeline then dive in to analyze the lyrics! it all starts with taylor’s infamous 4th of july parties, as most of you probably already know, matthew was in one of her parties in 2013, she threw the party at her house in rhode island.

on july 3rd, matthew tweeted that his next stop was new england, later that day, he took a photo with a fan during a flight to connecticut. the rumors that he was at her party started when he posted pictures with face paint and sparklers and people started to notice similarities between his and taylor’s pictures, he later deleted said pictures.

for reference, first are the pictures he posted and the pictures taylor took with other friends on the same occasion.

later on, we got this picture of the of them together, confirming that he was at her party indeed. (i can’t remember who posted this so if you remember please let me know)

his attendance on taylor’s independence party sparked rumors of a possible romance, although they didn’t officially date, it’s common knowledge that they did have a fling (also for the sake of the theory we’ll accept that as true lol).

let’s fast forward to 300 (and almost 65) days later, a new movie premieres at the fantasia international film festival on june of 2014, the movie is suburban gothic. and this was the starting point for me and rafa i mean suburban gothic… suburban legends…

taylor announced her first pop album ever, 1989, on a yahoo worldwide livestream on august 18th, 2014. by the time she announced it, of course, the album was already finished and the tracks it would have were already determined so anything taylor wrote after that, wouldn’t be in the original version of 1989.

our grand theory is that the premier of matthew’s new movie, suburban gothic, made taylor think back on her (very very) brief relationship with him, therefore, inspiring her to write suburban legends, a direct reference to the movie title.

without further ado, let’s get to the lyrics!!

taylor start the song by singing

“You had people who called you on unmarked numbers

In my peripheral vision”

which led us to associating it to mgg’s previous girlfriend and also his co-star in suburban gothic, kat dennings. since they were doing a movie together, they probably were in contact a lot and that’s possibly what taylor was referencing in this verse.

she then goes

“I let it slide like a hose on a slippery plastic summer

All was quickly forgiven”

keep in mind all the 4th of july parties are in the middle of summer, this verse could be a direct reference to that since the very first rumors started with a party in the middle of summer.

“And you kiss me in a way that's gonna screw me up forever”

do i even need to say anything else?

“I had the fantasy that maybe our mismatched star signs would surprise the whole school”

when sharing my thoughts on the lyrics with rafa, i reminded her of what taylor wrote in state of grace “just twin fire signs”, this could be about taylor and the person she’s singing about sharing star signs (of the elements fire) but also about them being twin flames (or at least she thought so). just like she purposefully mentioned matching signs in previous lyrics, i do believe she would mention mismatched signs, mind you that taylor is a sagittarius and matthew is a pisces.

that verse could also be a metaphor about how would people view their relationship, they are from different parts of the industry and didn’t share many mutual friends. “surprising the whole school” could be about how shocked the general public would be about them being together.

“When I ended up back at our class reunion walking in with you

You'd be more than a chapter in my old diaries with the pages ripped out”

here i want to highlight the expression “you’d be” and in the previous verse “i had a fantasy”, when using these expressions, taylor is taking a position of someone imagining something, someone wondering even daydreaming about what things would be like. all the other theories about who this song is about revolve around people who taylor actually had a relationship with like harry styles and it just doesn’t make sense to me why she’d be having a fantasy of how things would be like when she knew how things were. personally, this verses make much more sense when placed in a context of someone who taylor didn’t have a real relationship with, like matthew.

“I know that you still remember”

if we’re starting from the assumption that she wrote the song almost a year later looking back at what happened between them, this verse could be how she is directly talking to him, she is remembering what happened and she knows he still remember as well.

“When you told me we'd get back together”

this could possibly hint to him wanting to get back together with her, wanting to actually evolve into a true relationship.

“I broke my own heart 'cause you were too polite to do it”

although i think there’s something almost sarcastic to this verse (like you were sooo polite you couldn’t even break my heart 🥴), i still do think it makes a connection to the previous verse i mentioned, perhaps he wanted to have a real relationship with her and when she realized it wouldn’t work, she had to break her own heart so she could move on.

and some other verses that just scream matthew gray gubler (iykyk) but i can’t quite put into words like “You were so magnetic it was almost obnoxious” or “We were born to be national treasures”.

well, that was too much ! i think it’s pretty clear that i’m not the most skilled writer (😭) but this was just to share the thoughts that were making me go crazy. huuuuge thanks to rafa cause she was the one to make me stop and think about it also helped me with the writing process and also is big on timeline cause she’s been on both fandoms a long time, ty love 🩷.

please let me know your thoughts on this, love you pookies 🫶

[coquitokisses]

Heyy! Idk if you ever wrote something like this and if you don’t want to it’s fine but I had been obsessed with this idea of Steve dating a Taylor swift level of famous artist. And like they were keeping their relationship private from everyone until some paparazzi caught them together somewhere and the internet goes crazy with “miss americana and the america's golden boy” (iykyk)

Miss Americana and America's Golden Boy | Steve Rogers

Pairings: Steve Rogers x singer!female reader

Warnings/Tags: fluff, fluff and fluff lol

Word count: 568 (kinda short lol)

Summary: Reader and Steve have been dating for a few months now but for obvious reasons, they made the relationship public just yet because of their jobs. But those plans go to hell when some paparazzis get pictures of you and Steve.

A/n: hiii love! First of all, thank you so much for sending this and second, sorry I took so long to answer it, I had no idea how or what to write lmao but I finally took the time to think about something and just do it! I’m still not very convinced, but I think it’s kinda cute so here it is! (hope I was able to bring your idea to life lol <3 )

« The internet goes crazy after seeing pictures of Y/N Y/L/N with none other than Captain America walking out of a cafe! »

« America’s golden boy, Steve Rogers, spotted leaving a coffee shop in New York with the singer Y/N Y/L/N yesterday morning. »

« Captain America is no longer single and neither is our beloved Y/N Y/L/N! Both have been spotted walking out of a coffee shop in New York holding hands! »

“You’re fucking joking.” You stared at your phone shocked, you just wanted to scream

“You need to calm down.” Steve said

“Calm down?!” You turned to look at him “We’re everywhere! Everyone is talking about us!”

“It wouldn’t be the first time.”

“Are you aware of this? We’re two very recognized persons, do you know what people are gonna be saying?” You sat on the bed feeling very overwhelmed

Now on every event and everywhere you go the questions that everyone’s gonna be asking are about your relationship with Mr. Captain America.

“You have a lot of fans, they’re just gonna hate me.” You sighed

“Says the girl who’s been in the eye of fame for a decade.” He tilted his head slightly “If they’re gonna hate someone, is probably gonna be me.”

“Are you kidding? You’re America’s hero! Everybody loves you, babe.”

“And you’re one of the most listened and talented artists in the world, people love you too.” He said sitting next to you “And besides, I think it was time to tell the world, everyone at the compound was starting to get suspicious.”

You couldn’t help but laugh a little because you knew that it was true, he has told you millions of times how Bucky or Natasha, even Tony, were questioning him about where he was at or why he always sneaked out and came back late at night.

“Yeah, it was probably time.” You looked at him and he just gave you a sweet little smile that made you feel a little better

You really couldn’t believe that you were dating the Captain America, it was absolutely crazy to even think about it. And he also couldn’t believe that he was dating you. One of the most recognized singers in the whole world.

You met at one of Tony’s parties about a year ago and you had such a blast that night that you exchanged numbers and started talking. Obviously you both wanted to keep the relationship private because of your jobs. Of course you were planning on making it public, but just, not now and not like this.

“It’s just that it was nice to have you all to myself.” You say with a shrug

He smiled. “You still have me all to yourself.”

“But now the world knows and it’s not gonna be the same.” You pouted

“Yeah, I know, honey.” He put your hair behind your ear

“Are you sure you still want to date a singer? The fans can be a little crazy about who I date.. sorry about that.”

He chuckled. “Yes, I’m very sure.” He nodded

“Ready to start answering questions about us everywhere you go?”

“Are you?” He cocked an eyebrow at you

You nodded. “Yeah, I’m so ready to brag about being Mr. America’s girlfriend.” You replied and he smiled

“So let’s do this, miss America.” He grabbed your hand and deposited a soft kiss on it

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[justyouraverage-simp]

call me dad// tony stark

pairing: dad!tony stark x daughter!reader

warnings: mentions of injury, death of a parent, mentions of abortion, time jumps, shitty ending

summary: when tony first met his daughter she wanted nothing to do with him but when she thought she lost him she realises just how much he means to her

REQUEST

Being the child of a single parent is hard. But losing that parent is even harder. But what is even harder is finding out that the person you now have to live with is the one person who couldn’t have cared less about you in the past 15 years of your life. 

This is what happened to Y/N after her mother died. It was hard for her losing her mother but it was even harder when her case worker told her she would be living with her father over her grandparents as they believed they were not suitable to raise a child due to their age and health. Y/N had never met her father, she only knew about him because her mother would tell her stories of how they met and how everything was before his parents died, she would also use him as an example to her daughter on how to not be treated by a man, to show her daughter you can be successful and raise a child. 

//

Tony was stood in the living room at Stark Tower looking at the folder he had been given by Coulson when his phone rang.

“Hello”

“Hi, is this Mr Stark?”

“It is? Can I ask who’s calling”

“Of course, my name is Tia. I’m calling from Child Protective Services, it’s regarding your daughter”

“Umm, I think you have the wrong number. I don’t have a daughter” Hearing the word daughter caught Tony off guard, he doesn’t have a daughter there is no way he could. 

“Well do you know a Miss Stephanie Taylor?” That name. He hadn’t heard that name in over 15 years, of course he thought about her on occasion but not since Pepper. 

“Umm yes, why is she relevant”

“Well, I hate to be the one to tell you this Mr Stark but she passed away a few days ago and she has a daughter”

Tony was shocked to hear she had passed, but why was CPS telling him this. To say he was confused was an understatement. 

“I’m sorry but why are you telling me this I haven’t spoken to Stephanie for over 15 years”

“That’s the thing, she has a 15 year old daughter”

As soon as Tony heard those words he almost fell over, immediately he knew why they were telling him this but none of it made sense how the hell does he have a child…

//

“It’s only me honey” Tony called entering Stephanie’s flat that he had a key too. 

As Tony walked through the flat he was confused, normally as soon as he walks through the door he is being jumped on by his girlfriend but this time there was no sign of her. 

“Honey, where are you”

“I’m in the bathroom” He heard a small voice call out breaking slightly.

As he walked through to the bathroom the sound of sniffles and whimpers became slightly louder.

“Hey, what’s going on? What’s got my girl so upset” Tony said sitting next to Stephanie on the floor, causing her to rest her head on his shoulder.

“Tony, I’m pregnant” Stephanie said to him looking up at him slightly

“Oh, is that what’s got you all worked up, it’s going to be okay I promise”

“But I don’t think I want to keep it, we are too young, you’ve just lost your parents and we just aren’t ready”

“Breathe baby, it’s your body so you do whatever you need to do okay and I’ll be with you no matter what you choose” Tony said pressing a kiss against Stephanie’s forehead.

2 weeks later…

It had been 2 weeks since Stephanie had found out she was pregnant although she hadn’t decided what she was going to do about it. It’s such a big decision for the two of them. There was a part of Stephanie that wanted to keep the baby, she had always wanted a baby but just not right now, well it wasn’t planned to be right now. 

Stephanie walked into the party Tony had decided to throw for no reason but because he wanted a party which was very normal for him. Stephanie was wearing a deep red silk dress with a low back and a v-neck, and as she entered the room she was immediately looking for Tony. She needed to talk to him about their situation and it had to happen now she needed to get it off her chest. 

She turned the corner and saw Tony talking to a blonde women and before Stephanie could say anything he kissed the blonde. Stephanie felt sick, he was cheating.

She quickly left the party and rushed to the bedroom and packed her stuff up. She ripped a piece of paper out of a notebook she found a wrote this note on it:

Tony, 

I saw it all. I hope she makes you really happy, more than I could obviously. I’m leaving, I’m not going to sit back and watch as you convince her you love her more than anything in the world when I know for a fact you can’t love more than one person. Not really. That one person for you is you! 

Goodbye forever, 

Stephanie

//

Tony thought back to the moment he found the letter. He knew he screwed up badly but he also knew Stephanie and he knew she was stubborn and independent and there was no amount of words that could convince her to come back to him so he saved his breath and let her leave without a single word. 

He thought she had the abortion, she seemed so certain about it. If he had known about her he would have made more of an effort, actually been in Y/N’s life but instead she grew up without a dad and honestly it made her closer to her mum and grandparents because they stuck around but it also left her with some internal problems, it was hard for Y/N to trust people in case they would change so quickly just like her dad did and the thought of being alone scared her more than anything.

Tony agreed to take Y/N after the situation was explained by your case worker, it was either go with him or end up in the system and neither him or Pepper wanted that. She had agreed to help Tony raise Y/N and he wanted to be better, he felt lots of guilt already for not being around although he had known about Y/N for approximately 10 minutes but that was long enough. He had always said if he ever became a dad he would be more involved than his own father was but instead he was nowhere to be seen in Y/N’s life, it was almost as if she didn’t have a father at all. 

//

6 months later…

It had been an adjustment for Y/N to have a dad but to have that dad be Tony Stark was a completely different experience. Granted he was trying to be there for Y/N but with the current situation with Loki he wasn’t overly present, leaving Y/N in the trusted hands of Pepper and Happy. 

Both Y/N and Pepper were on the jet on the way to DC when they saw on the news that there was an attack on New York and of course Tony was there. The tension in the jet was felt by everyone, something pulled at Y/N’s chest although she wasn’t sure why as she had no major feelings towards her father he was just her responsible adult, he wasn’t her father, her dad, nothing. Just another man, she hadn’t even called him dad yet. 

She felt her phone vibrate in her lap which pulled her attention away from the TV, when she saw Tony’s name lighting up her screen. 

“Hello” Y/N said, confused as he was supposedly fighting Loki and his army. 

“Hey kid, look I need you to listen to me okay. I don’t know how much time I have left” Tony said.

“Yeah, um okay” Y/N said walking to the end of the jet away from the noise and other people.

“I’m sorry for not being there for you, I always promised myself I would be better than my dad but I ended up being just like him if not worse. If I could go back and try and find your mum before it was too late I would in a heartbeat. I wish I could have been there for all your firsts. These past 6 months have been amazing, you are going to do amazing things I just know it. I love yo…” Tony said as the line began to crack, eventually losing all signal. 

“Tony, Tony…” 

// 

3 hours later…

No one knew what actually happened that day, whether Tony survived the fall or not; they just awaited the teams return at Shield Headquarters. Both Y/N and Pepper were sat waiting in one of the empty offices when a car pulled up outside, without even seeing who pulled up the flashing of cameras from the paparazzi stationed outside the building told the two of them the Avengers were back. 

Both Y/N and Pepper rushed down to the foyer to see if he was there but they couldn’t see him. How had she gone from having a mum, then no mum to having a dad then having no one all in the space of a few hours. A few tears began to fall slowly down her cheek until she heard his voice. 

“Did you miss me?” 

Y/N rushed into Tony’s arms without even a second thought. There was slight confusion on Tony’s face, what had happened for Y/N to go from wanting nothing to do with him to now hugging him and crying in his arms. 

“I love you dad” Y/N said quietly

Tony was gobsmacked. He never once expected to hear those words come out of her mouth but he loved it nonetheless. 

“God, I love you too kid” Tony said holding his daughter close for the first time feeling content for the first time in years.

[raemaryllis]

Aaand number 1 is a sorta crack au post?

Au: Everyone’s a Regressor!

- Just what the title says. Everyone (except the villains ofc) is a regressor. Including Cale. Who just happens to be a regressor, transmigrator, and reincarnator. Basically the same plot of Cale lived his first life in tboah and then reincarnated as krs before regressing and transmigrating into his original body after dying as krs. Plot twist though, most everyone else is also a regressor and he has no idea. He has memories of his first and second lives. Including the novel he read before he died, and doesn’t know why everyone is acting so different from what he knows!

- Why is his family being so nice and talking to him?! Why is Ron giving him so much lemonade?! Why does that Punk Choi Han act like he knows him already?! He and Ron and Beacrox know each other?! When did they meet this early?! Who are all these people in his house?!

- Okay? So his father is reinforcing the walls and they are making a navy in the Ubarr territory??? This is great. The heroes and his family are preparing for the war and he doesn’t even have to lift a finger!

- He does still carry out his plans though. Getting the ancient powers, saving Raon and coincidentally finding On and Hong, and helping Taylor and Cage. Speaking of which, Taylor stops his search for the vitality of the heart and just relaxes in Puzzle city with Cage for a bit before they meet Cale. Of course, the god of death still tells Cage abt the benefactor, who was not present in their past life. Cage is shocked to hear from the one who abandoned them in the last life, but still listens to him for Taylor’s sake.

- Deruth doesn’t want to send either of his sons this time, but he is shocked when Cale offers to go. Despite both his parents and Basen trying to deter him, he convinces them to let him go. They agree, only because Choi Han and the Molan duo will accompany him. Deruth doesn’t like the idea sending the person who beat his son to protect him. Much less the ones who betrayed his son to go off and play hero with the offender; but he knows how strong they are. If anyone can keep Cale safe, it’s them.

- Choi Han doesn’t hate Cale, but he doesn’t really like him either. He’s come to respect the younger during the time they spent as allies during the war, but the Cale right now hasn’t faced his future tragedy yet. He’s still young and immature, and acts like trash….right..? Wait- not right?! What is with this kid? Why does he act so different from before?! By all means, he should still be trash, soo why is he acting completely different from their past life? And why does he know things he shouldn’t know at this point in time? Or any point in time for that matter?

- He doesn’t seem to remember their life before, so why is he acting so strange?

- Cale is just trying to make it seem like he doesn’t know half these people so he won’t look suspicious, but why is everyone acting like they know him? He knows he’s never met the crown prince in this life, so what’s with that melancholy look?

- Meanwhile, Choi Han is just trying to find a way to find Rosalyn and Lock without seeming too suspicious. Luckily, Cale sent him away first.

- The vow of death never happens.

- “ I can’t tell you everything, but I can share two truths.” “Oh, there’s no need Cale-nim. I trust you.”

‘Wha..? How can you trust me? We’ve only known each other for a few weeks.’ “Don’t you want information on that secret organization?”

“It’s alright, Cale-nim. I’m sure we’ll run into them again soon.”

‘This punk…Does he know something?’ “Choi Han, do you know something about them?”

‘That’s not possible. Choi Han should have only encountered them once by this point.’

“No. I. Don’t. Know. What. You. Are. Talking. About.” ….

‘Was Choi Han always such a bad liar..?’

- Cale doesn’t get the annual rings right away. Why? Idk, consistency with Tcf plot?

- Everyone knows that everyone has regressed except Cale. Bc it’s funnier that way.

- So we got all his family members tiptoeing around him, trying to see if he remembers but also trying not to jog his memory if he doesn’t. They know the last life hurt him and they don’t want him to have to carry the burden of their deaths. (He does. And he’s not gonna make the same mistake twice).

- The Radish is still a hassle to deal with. Obviously they didn’t see all his powers from the last life as they were completely overwhelmed by the enemies, but with Cale’s help and their experience from the past, they are much stronger and more prepared. By the time the Indomitable alliance comes to the Henituse territory, there are even more secret weapons coming out of the woodworks. Seriously, the enemies are so confused. So is Cale. So is everyone else. Clopeh never stood a chance. It’s like the pointing Spiderman meme. And the enemies are a bonfire in the middle; being reduced to ashes while everyone else is being stunned by each other’s collective strength.

- The only enemy they have a bit of trouble with is the White Star. Not because he’s too strong, no, he’s already no match for Choi Han, Rosalyn, and Lock fighting against him altogether, but with the aid of Eruhaben, they now know that he’s a reincarnator. They have no idea how to kill him for good.

- So basically, they keep encountering him and injuring him further while trying not to actually kill him. Of course, that’s not to say that the rest of the WS allies are a joke, rather, they are just slightly challenging as literally everyone in the two continents speed runs getting stronger to prepare to combat his forces.

- To make it even more fun, none of the enemies retain their memories. Also, the citizens are random on who has memories of their past. Some do, some don’t. It creates chaos.

- Adventurer Bob remembers his past life where he died on his first adventure. He doesn’t know how he came back to the past, but he’s determined to use his knowledge of the future to his advantage! (What knowledge? Bro literally died on his first expedition).

- A middle aged baker in Rain City vows to live his life to the fullest this time! He’s going to build a Wyvern bunker! He’s going to save up funds! And he’s going to make up with his daughter who ran away to become a sword master! He’ll support her all the way this time. They may not be enough, but even if she doesn’t reach that level, who is he to stunt her only chance at survival in the upcoming war?

- Rookie Knight Jeffron has had quite a strange day. He woke up only to hear three of his comrades spouting nonsense about wars and fire and wyverns..? Just what is a wyvern? Must have been quite the nightmare. Psssh! As if! The Henituse territory would never fall to enemy soldiers! And attacking from the sky? Yeah right! What’s next? The Sun god accepts the darkness attribute? Hah! Jokes these days…

- Really, half the city seems to have had too much to drink. Or too little…? What has happened to Young Master Cale?! Some citizens could have sworn he had still been trash in the past. So what has happened to make their young master change so much? He doesn’t seem like he remembers? He doesn’t…right?

[redclercs]

DELICATE✰ CHARLES LECLERC.

INTERLUDE: this is why we can't have nice things.

— the one where everybody's waiting to see the fall out.

warnings: this is basically like the INTRO chapter with all media, we're going to pretend publications and broadcast timings are not mistaken or fake, okay? ok. am i myself if i don't mention taylor swift in every chapter? no. foul language.

masterlist ✢ next

By Tom Gill // June 23rd

Vic Presley confirms y/n hasn't reached out to her even after Vic called asked her to in a publication a few days ago.

"I think she has blocked my number by now," Presley said, "I am devastated by this. I didn't think it was like her to discard relationships so easily."

Presley and y/ln have been friends since 2020, when they met at the opening of the SENSE Club in downtown Los Angeles and quickly became inseparable.

"y/n really was— is my best friend. I miss her and I want her to come back to me."

Vic Presley also commented on y/n's split from Aidan Kim in her own way: "I hate that she hurt Aidan. I was not aware they had so many problems, that's definitely the kind of stuff you tell your best friend."

y/n was spotted just a week ago with alleged (and constantly denied) boyfriend, Charles Leclerc on a stroll around Central Park. Victoria Presley couldn't help but speak her mind on this.

"y/n has changed so much since she met that guy. I met him in Miami and Monaco, he's not one of the good ones. He's managing to isolate her from everyone who loves her."

Once again, Victoria urges y/n to contact her so they can rekindle their friendship. "I am not angry at her, disappointed maybe. But I will always have my arms open for her."

SEE ALSO:

→ Victoria Presley and Mia Kim collab in new project promoting Presley Beauty.

→ y/n y/ln, a disaster waiting to happen.

→ Aidan Kim is 'almost done' with debut solo album

By Paul Dean // June 28th

Aidan Kim has been in the spotlight since 2012, when he debuted as a member of boyband phenomenon Star-5 with their hit single "End Of The Day". After the band's dissolution in late 2018 due to creative differences between the members and rumored jealousy disputes that included Aidan himself, the Korean-American superstar decided to pursue a career in acting, in aims of expanding his horizons.

'Supercut' in 2019 was the start of a a succesful career followed by '1922' (2021) and 'Conversations with Friends' (2022) plus the series 'Crimes of the Academy' (2022) before Netflix decided to cancel it.

While it is true that 'Supercut' was a box office hit and sent Aidan Kim and co-star—and former partner—into a whole new level of stardom, Aidan Kim might be regretting ever making that movie.

"Supercut holds a special place in my heart," Aidan commented, politely. "It was my first real movie." Of course Aidan doesn't count the "3D Concert Experience" he starred with his other four bandmates as a real movie. "But I carry the consequences of making Supercut with me to this day."

The whole world is aware of such consequences, as y/n y/ln is keen on having the last word when it comes to the breakup from Kim. It wasn't enough to leave him humiliated by turning his marriage proposal down.

"Someone was looking out for me that night, I think," Aidan has tried his best to let go of such bitter memories by turning them into something positive. "At the end of the day, I'm glad y/n said no. I can't imagine spending the rest of my life with her. You're witnessing how unstable she is."

"It's quite shocking honestly," Aidan Kim didn't expect his ex-girlfriend to act like this. "I helped her however I could. Talked to producers, casting agents and journalists to give her a shot. And she says I never did anything for her."

Kim couldn't help but take the chance to refer to his ex's new lover: "But I've moved on. And I hope she does the same soon. If I were Charles Leclerc, I'd be worried my new girlfriend is thinking about her ex-boyfriend so often."

Lastly, Aidan teased his upcoming album, "I've worked very hard on it. I missed making music and I hope you'll like this new sound I'm trying after leaving Star-5's commercial music behind."

"The thing about music, is that it lets you tell your side of the story too. I hope you support a man doing this the same way you root for Taylor Swift, because double-standards are so 'in' right now."

SEE ALSO:

→ Mia Kim, the talented sister of Aidan Kim, set to make big screen debut.

→ Were Mia Kim and Victoria Presley mocking y/n y/ln in new Youtube Video?

→ Mia Kim: "y/n should have kept her mouth shut, there's still shit to be exposed about her."

FROM THE DREW BARRYMORE SHOW — JULY 6TH

[Y/N]: ❝(...) What matters to me right now, is that people now I am nothing of what they're calling me. I am not perfect, nobody is. But I have never cheated on a partner or used someone else as a 'toy' and most importantly, I built my own career.❞

[Y/N]: ❝It gets exhausting, you hear things about yourself you never even thought possible. It could be laughable if it wasn't so cruel❞

[Y/N]: ❝My relationship ended in February, but I believe it was over way before that. I acted in a way that was not fair to my ex-partner nor to myself, and I expressed my regrets about it. He had the right to not accept my apology, but not to make stuff up about the whole situation.❞

[Y/N]: ❝He's feeding his ego, he's a man, after all. But doing it at the expense of my work and my reputation is disgusting. I want one producer or casting agent to come forward and say they gave me a role thanks to my ex-boyfriend's input, just one.❞

[Y/N]: ❝I have surrounded myself with different people. They have been a great support system, always motivating me, and holding me back when I'm about to do something stupid. This also means I have left some people out of what's going on with me, and it's for the best.❞

[Y/N]: ❝Taylor Swift, bless her soul, has given me a lot of advice. She's the sweetest person ever and since the same guy that is trying to drag me has gone after her in a few interviews, she wants this to be over as much as I do. I think he made a mistake by messing with Taylor too.❞

[Y/N]: ❝Rumors will keep running, but I am finally at peace with knowing who I am and who I can trust. But those 'sources' should know my patience is running out.❞

By Jenny Highland // July 20th

Mia Kim and Victoria Presley are the hottest topic right now, but not for the reasons both influencers wish, as they are in trouble!

Both Los Angeles locals have received a 'Cease and Desist' letter from recovering actress y/n y/ln this week, per her team's advice. This was confirmed by both Presley and Kim on Twitter, saying they are 'flabbergasted' that y/n is accusing them of defamation.

While y/n is far from gaining her place back in the public's heart, we are not blind to what Victoria and Mia have done for the past month, riding the wave to get views and followers talking about their shared time with y/n. Who has every right to ask them to stop, as she has done in several interviews throughout the month.

For many people, this makes it more evident that it was either Presley or Kim who contacted tabloids to get their five minutes of fame and sink y/n deeper.

Actions have consequences for everyone, and if y/n decided to pick this fight at this point in her downfall/rerise/wherever it is that we are with her, it's because she knows she can win, right?

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[cherienymphe]

People can like what they want and dislike what they want but one thing I'll never tolerate is speaking so boldly on something when you aren't even educated enough to participate in the conversation

THIS!!! when I saw it on TikTok I just rolled my eyes a scrolled because this is clearly performative as fuck. She’s only doing because her bland ass got dragged the first time cc didn’t deserve the win. It’s getting weird, I saw another video on twitter of someone white girl hiding Beyonce albums at target, of course they pussy ass deleted the video. These people need to get a job, the recording academy already said billie’s album was dead last, brat was the second highest voted album, and I think Chappel roan’s was third 😂

The same thing happened maybe a month ago too where another white woman (also a diehard Taylor fan) was listening to Beyoncé just in general for the first time excluding one or two songs she heard on the radio and I will say the responses to her were way more mixed (as they should be) because she verbatim said "I was judging her by a cover although idk what cover that was" and she kept going on and on about how shocked she was at how relatable her lyrics were and how deep and heartfelt they were and when people said hey you were probably judging her because she's a black woman making music about things you didn't think you could relate to or even want to and she got so defensive and even said "I listen to black female artists" and named Jhene Aiko 😭

And the thing is when people bring up race no one is sitting here saying you go to kkk meetings on your days off. No one is even saying they're doing it maliciously or even on purpose but there's a notable pattern of non black people (but especially white people) who do not engage with black art and esp created by black women

It's not even just in music but film too. It's a running joke that in film classes or just in that area in general that white people will get on you for not knowing certain classics but none of those classics include black films or tv shows. They'll interview actors like Denzel Washington and never even heard of Shaft. I could probably count on one hand the number of white film nerds who've seen Eve's Bayou or New Jack City or Training Day but they'll sure get on you if you've never seen Scarface or a Sofia Coppola movie or Die Hard 💀

Hell even on here I've had them come into my inbox and tell me they feel like they cant read my fics because I prioritize making black readers feel seen. It's just what they do and idk why they act disingenuous about it when people bring it up in regard to someone like Beyoncé

[howlingday]

The Best Movies I've Watched This Week

This past week, Monday through Friday, I've been watching movies. These are my thoughts of each of them.

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Morbius - Average vampire movie, Awful Marvel film

Watching this one felt like such a drag, a real slog through pretty generic superhero origin stories. Got bored at one point and looked into the real Morbius, which is when I asked myself, "Why?" Like, why did they make a movie about a comic book vampire that looks like a less entertaining MoistCr1tikal? Why would you make the infirmed kid grow up to be a serial killer and act so whiny because his best friend didn't want to play vampires with him? Also, why did this experiment have to take place at sea with NONE OF THE EQUIPMENT SECURED, DO YOU NOT KNOW WHAT GEAR ADRIFT MEANS, SHIPMATE- Khm! Excuse me. Lost myself there. All in all, I wouldn't really bother this one. At least not until the last few minutes WHEN VULTURE SHOWS UP?! WHAT IS GOING ON?!

(4/10) Not enough morbs, even with so much time.

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The Super Mario Brothers Movie - Exactly what I thought, and so much more!

When the movie was first announced, it received mixed reviews. On the one hand, we're getting a Super Mario movie with Charlie Day as Luigi and Jack Black as Bowser! On the other hand, we're getting a Super Mario movie with Chris Pratt as Mario, Anna Taylor Joy as Princess Peach, and Seth Rogan as Donkey Kong. Finally seeing it, I actually enjoyed it, though I do have my gripes, the biggest of them being the cast they chose. Over time I kinda started to get what they were going for with Mario; Chris Pratt playing the everyman, which actually works well since that's actually who Mario has been since the original Super Mario Brothers game. And, actually, Seth Rogan as Donkey Kong surprisingly made sense for his character, which, let's be honest, DK totally would be a showboating Kong celebrity. But, alas, my biggest gripe unfortunately still stands; Anna Taylor Joy as Princess Xena Warrior Princess #Number. I get that they were going for a professional/regal person, which she does fine, but... That's not really what Princess Peach from what I saw. She was all business and serious, which isn't the same Princess I've seen and played. Honestly, if they had a scene where she decks a troop of Koopas while drinking tea, I would have bought the role, but... She didn't, so I didn't. Bowser being hopelessly in love with Peach while throwing his weight around, Luigi being a timid scaredy-cat while looking for his brother; both spot on and having Po and that one nutcase from Always Sunny fit BEAUTIFULLY for these characters. And, of course, all the little references, too. Which, speaking of, I have one last question to ask; why didn't they have Cranky Kong, the biggest nostalgia crybaby, not make any sort of critique on anything other than "my son is a fat-headed idiot"?

(7/10) A fun trip through eight worlds but try not to get lost in the monumental cast.

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Venom: Let There Be Carnage - I am SHOCKED how much I liked this movie!

When I first saw, well, the first Venom, I liked it, even if I couldn't see most of it. Unfortunately, when I looked for cool quotes from the movie, I got edgelord dialogue, which was... Ugh. When I heard Carnage was going to be in this PG-13 sequel, I had concerns, mostly because I'm a huge Carnage fan. Finally sitting down and watching this sequel, though, I... Well, I said it before; I am shocked at how much I love this movie! Really! The theme for this one was about relationships, which Venom and Eddie show so well; I can see why everyone said this was just one big rom-com superhero flick. Everything about their relationship screams with details of how their dynamics work; the in-fighting, the separation helping them grow as individuals, and their synchronized dialogue is all so entertaining to watch. Unfortunately, as much as they fixed from the last movie, they still couldn't fix the biggest one, which was Eddie Brock. Just... Eddie Brock. He's still the same sweaty, timid loser. He looked like he was about to throw up throughout the entire movie. Also, Carnage is in a PG-13 movie... Oh, shit, I just realized the F-word rule! They used it perfectly! Holy shit!

(8/10) If you aren't willing to eat heads with your spouse after this one, are you really symbiotic?

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Kung Fu Panda 4 - This McDojo just keeps rolling...

I'm not gonna sugar-coat it. This is probably the worst film I watched this week, and it's mostly because I went into this expectations of it being an at least decent film. Running on the cinema flavor of the year, "Passing the torch," Po must retire as Dragon Warrior and become the next Oogway. While searching for his successor, he meets a thief named Zhen, who I honestly loved watching play off with Po. Their chemistry is so hilarious to watch with Po as the innocent man-child and Zhen as the street-smart con artist. I'd love to see more of their dynamic. That said, it doesn't change that this film is easily the weakest of this Kung Fu Quartet. The villain is The Chameleon, whose motivation is so transparent, it's honestly insulting that they didn't use as a joke in this film. Oh, and Tai Lung is back, which is great seeing him come back and, y'know, be Tai Lung, but it's also obvious nostalgia bait when you realize that they only brought back Tai Lung. Sure, Shen and Kai make a come-back, but it's not as important as Tai Lung... or Scott, for that matter. And the worst sin of all in this is Master Shifu, who has stopped being the "gruff, yet wise elder" and is now just "mean old man". The only reason Shifu is in this film is because Po needs to be nagged at because his dads aren't doing it. Oh, and by the way, if you want to see two people acting like a married couple without being married, it's these two. Seriously, half the film is them chasing after Po while being the best of friends/roommates/business associates you will ever see. Oh, and the Furious Five are here, too... Technically.

(4/10) This film is like a dumpling... I've never had dumplings.

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One Piece: Stampede - A pirate adventure with an easy-to-follow treasure map.

I am a huge fan of One Piece. Heck, I'd even go as far as to say that it's one of my favorites. That being said, while I enjoyed this film, parts of it did feel a little predictable. The villain wants to prove he's the strongest, while the other villain wants to show up Roger by creating a new era where it's basically a free-for-all between Douglas Bullet and the rest of the world. Honestly, I feel like this movie was just for the cameos, which are usually some of the worst parts of these films lately. It's not as bad as Gold, but I've seen it done better in another film (stay tuned). But I had fun, and that's what really matters, right? Right?

(6/10) Come aboard and leave behind all your depth and charm~!

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One Piece: Red - One Piece has gone Disney in the BEST WAY POSSIBLE!

Just like the previous film, this One Piece movie has a lot of cameos. However, UNLIKE the previous film, the cameos are used perfectly! Everyone has a role to play, no matter how small it is. The villain of this film, Uta, has a relatable goal, even if her power is unrelatable. Honestly, Tot Musica isn't the wildest concept in a world like One Piece when you have people gaining powers by eating fruit, a bear and a deer can talk and do Kung Fu by two different methods for each, and you can ignore whatever you want by simply believing it can't happen. Honestly, Uta kinda feels like a music-streamer, like IronMouse or Nyanners, and her motivation to create a world free of strife is so heartbreaking. Oh, and yes, I've been arguing this in my head for about ten minutes and I can definitely say that this movie is a musical, since each musical number serves a purpose in the film. And each one is a bop, and if it ain't a bop, then it's bringing me to tears. That or it's setting the tone by summoning Tot Musica. The only gripe I have is with the ending because... It's just too darn sad. Granted, it's not canon, but Uta is, and... I dunno. Oh, and Shanks is here, too, and... Yeah! That is definitely what I'd expect Shanks to do! Heck, it's what I expect any of them to do! This movie does the cameos right, it does the music right, and the only thing I don't think it does right is the ending. Oh, and Sunny Go is a plush baby.

(9/10) And the melody will last forever in your...

[cruel-as-sin]

get to know your mutuals

thank you so much @flowersforbucky for tagging me!

what’s the origin of your blog title? it’s two of my favorite taylor swift songs put together! cruel summer (my all time favorite song ever) + guilty as sin? (one of my favs from ttpd) = cruel-as-sin aka cas!

favorite fandoms? i only write for x-men right now but some of my other fandoms include star wars, marvel, critical role, six of crows/shadow and bone, genshin impact (don’t look at me), once upon a time, anything hugh jackman is in, and taylor swift!

favorite color? blue! specifically a darker blue but im not picky

favorite game? on the basis of it being top tier i have to say minecraft, but also- jedi fallen order and jedi survivor, starfield, skyrim, genshin impact, and a way out

song stuck in your head? disease by lady gaga

weirdest habit/trait? i talk too much. get me going and i will not stop. i talk to myself all the time too

hobbies? writing of course, reading when i find the energy (which is not often), video games!! dnd (as a player and a dm), tv and movies, music, editing, and i’ve been trying to get into some more artsy stuff lately as well

if you work, what’s your profession? i’m a full time college student majoring in creative writing- but on breaks, i work as an office assistant at a university

if you could have any job, what would it be? a fantasy author! (shocking i know)

something you’re good at? supporting others- i try really hard to be there for the people i care about. buying them treats to make them feel better, seeking out videos that i think will make them smile, being a shoulder to cry on, taking care of tasks for them, etc

something you’re bad at? anything requiring physical strength/exertion. you’ve got the wrong guy

something you love? the beauty of life. making someone smile, laughter, babies/newborn animals, watching different species connect with one another, nature, gently falling snow… i could go on

something you could talk about for hours? anything, and i mean anything. i am a serial yapper and everyone who knows me is a victim of this. please ask about my life i will never shut up about anything

something you hate? oh god so many things. i mean the obvious in todays society but more specific to me, people who are insincere. if you’re a hater just say that, don’t be fucking fake about it, don’t act like someone you’re not. pisses me off fr. oh and also loud people. i’m talking like no respect for others, banging on doors for shits and giggles, yelling and screaming while throwing parties, blasting music… all that stuff. that loud ass car won’t make your dick any bigger

something you collect? mementos! ticket stubs, receipts, little drawings, notes my friends and i passed back and forth during class, cards, letters, etc :)

what’s your love language? big fan of all of them but quality time is my number one

favorite movie/show? logan is my fav x-men movie but x1 is my comfort film for sure, tv show would probably be the mandalorian

favorite food? pasta is my go to, but i go CRAZY for some chicken and rice

favorite animal? cats :3

are you musical? yes! i’ve played guitar and ukulele for a few years now, and i also sing!

what were you like as a child? autistic. and no i am not exaggerating.. i spent a lot of time playing by myself as opposed to with others, had very few friends, and got bullied for seemingly no reason bc i was the weird kid 😭

favorite subject in school? english (no surprises here)

least favorite subject in school? math. no question

what’s your best character trait? loyalty. i am ride or die for the people i care about and i will go to WAR to defend them

worst character trait? i’m a chronic procrastinator… like, it’s BAD y’all. i’ve vowed to never have planned release dates for my chapters/fics for this exact reason

if you could time travel, who would you like to meet? david bowie! absolute icon

no pressure tags: @logansbaby @dilfverines @wlwloverwrites @thinkinonsense and anyone else who wants to join in!

[starryhiraeth]

If you’re taking requests for the Taylor’s Version fics, do you think you could do “False God” or “So It Goes” with Rhys?

Rhysand x reader

Warnings?; suggestive hints, dumb teenage shit, alcohol and… Spelling Errors! SHOCKING…not

I hope you like it, tbh, originally, the meaning of the phrase “so it goes” was totally lost on me, but basically it’s means “so is life” “that’s what’s going to happen” “it is what it is” kind of like that 😂



You’d first met Rhysand in a bar, you were 17, as was he, at the time and had taken your older sisters ID to get in, the music was great and the alcohol was lush but…the people…the people were annoying

You didn’t quite realise just how many there was going to be, not to mention you were generally a good girl, it was your first time doing something like this.

You felt like your throat was closing up, you are definitely tipsy and panic started to rise until

“Need some help?”

You turned around to see the most beautiful creature you had ever seen, with deep violet-azure eyes and a devilish grin

It took your a while for you to realise your mouth was agape, you slammed it shut and blush spread across your cheeks

“Uh..uh what?” Your said, trying to act casual

He chuckled and moved closer

“Well even though the drinks here a great, It’s starting to get a little crowded” his breathe smelled of rich whiskey

You hummed and he took your hand, leading you outside

Once out, you felt like you could finally breathe, the cold air greeted you warmly

Ironic

Mystery man was next to you taking in the sight

The bar was in the forest, fairy lights decorated the trees and a streamed flowed on your right.

“Fancy going for a swim, darling?” He gave you that intoxicating grin again, offering you his hand as you took it

Soon enough you were both down in your underwear and splashing around in the water from the stream, until he grabbed turn wrist to stop you winning the water battle, not realising how close he had pulled you.

You breathing became shallow as your noises touched, your lips met in a heat of passion.

(I’ll let you imagine what happened next)

The next time you met Rhysand, you are 20 and you finally learnt his name!

(Good for you babes!)

Though the conversation was an odd one

“Your name darling?”

You told him

“and yours handsome?”

“Rhysand”

“Ha, you have the same name as the prince”

Looking back you wanted to slap yourself

He smirked “I suppose I do, don’t I”

“…”

“…”

“WAIT-”

You hummed and he started to move closer

“Want to go have some fun”

You smiled and took his offered hand, again

What you didn’t know was that “having fun” consisted of breaking into a museum, fucking on the furniture and stealing from various bars, gods you felt so bad but so alive, with Rhysand it felt like all the pieces fell into place, you get lost in the moment.

You certainly weren’t a bad girl, as already mentioned but with Rhysand, you did all kinds of bad things

By the next morning, you are in his black shirt and Rhysand has scratch marks down his back, as your red lipstick covered his gorgeous face.

Over the years you’d definitely done numbers on each other, but hey, who’s counting, seriously through.

You’d break down a little every now and again and date others then of course came meeting his family, biological and not, the death of his biological family, Amarantha, and now.

When Rhysand has returned it truly all fell into place, finally seeing him for the first time in 50 years

It finally hit.

Mate

mate

mate

Prythian was saved by Feyre Archeron, Tamlin’s mate and through her and you, Night and spring were able to reach a peace, at least politically.

And even then, after the war with Hybern, it was always you and Rhys

And EVEN now, with you being high lady and even with being a mother to your son, nyx.

When it’s just Rhys and you, you still get lost in the moment, lipstick is still painted on Rhys’s face, and you’ll always loose yourself becoming bad with your mate and doing mischievous things, almost like you were wild 17 year olds again but so it goes…

[topazpearl]

So remember my big sbg theory doc? forget that existed, heres the new one

Discusses up to Ep 61. Fast-pass spoiler FREE

Content discussions about death, mental illness, sui.cide; yknow. Heavy Thriller webtoon stuff (tm)

[Hamilton chorus voice] NUMBER ONE: Giant freakin phantompedes and how to escape them

-I was right about the football field lights to try to kill them idea yippee

-HOEWVERR, theres so many attacking the school rn and its freaking collapsing?? I literally dont know how they’re gonna get outta this

-Unless (unless) my Phantom Ashlyn theory is relevant, ashlyn can talk to them and tells them to go away and they… do! idk lol it's stupid but maybe ash has enough girl boss energy to convince them. or theyre so shocked by a human talking to them theyre like "dang ok". Could still happen! 

NUMBER TWO: Phantom Transformation Theory

So it’s Basically confirmed: 

If you die in the PD, you start to turn into a Phantom.

Of course we wont know for sure until we actually SEE it but like, Aiden’s creepy af smile and basically coming back to life in ashlyn’s arms after DYING it’s like, basically confirmed. 

Ash wonders why Aiden snapped out of his seizure so fast compared to Tyler. Severity of injuries could definitely be a factor (tho like, im assuming Aiden got freaking blunt force trauma brain damage which, to me, is just as bad as being impaled). Another factor could be that Tyler died only about 30 minutes into the Time, while Aiden died almost right when it ended. And… we saw how fast Aiden started to “turn”. Red technically never shows us Tyler during those hours after he died. He very well… may have completely phantomized, but when he woke up in the real world, the transformation reverted. I'm very scared abt what Aiden’s gonna be like next night.

SUB THEORY: The Power of Human Connection and Phantom Reversal

Remember how Jasmine (the gang tour girl) asked if it was alright that all the kids got sucked in w/ ashlyn? This implies that 

1. They usually expect 1 person/their target to get sucked into the PD

2. The origami gang has never dealt with a group being sucked in at once

- I believe (and the evil gang doesnt know this) that the kids being together is an integral part of their future survival. Tyler snapped back to consciousness in the hospital after Taylor had her PISSED moment. This moment was similar to Logan’s freakout, in that it tugged the phantom world to the real world, for a second. I think these intense emotions (taylor’s specifically out of anger and worry for her twin), pulled tyler’s “soul” out of the PD and into the RD. 

- Now, you may ask, “what abt if a random person got into the PD and died and went into a seizure/coma? Why couldnt their loved ones “bring” them back?” thats a good Q idk. Perhaps the kids all being in the PD together is what creates this flow, a two-way street, between the two dimensions. 

- Anyway also while Ashlyn and co didnt didnt get into an angry freakout moment when Aiden died, but we all know Ash and Aiden got something developing/going on thats special ♥, and thats what tugged Aiden back (its cliche but its the power of love there i said it). 

- Also NOT saying that the other kids’ concern over their friends doesn’t matter or count (Ben and Aiden are Fam too), but like, i’m wondering if it needs to be a REALLY INTENSE love (familial/romantic/whatever) in order to basically bring someone back from the dead. idk

-interestingly, ty WAS essentially in a coma-like state, like how the spy said, which supports that it’s expected that ppl die in the PD eventually, and go into comas. I’m wondering if those who normally get sucked into the PD and die, theyre dealing with it by themselves, have no one to “pull them back” like taylor and/or ashlyn did, and they stay in a coma. 

-rlly hope the boys arent like “possessed” or smn. Maybe the soul is like, tainted? Those big black eyes man… (ALSO THAT PREVIEW IMAGE WITH LOGAN AND THE BIG BLACK EYES??? WHAT??)

-going off the dead PD ppl turn into phantoms theory>> If a phantom is killed, their connected person in the RD who was in a coma dies fr permanently

NUMBER THREE: Ashlyn and the Phantoms (cool new band name) 

we know the kids are getting influenced by the PD, making phantom noises (further supports phantoms were people theory) but with Ashlyn's "really strong" connection to the PD, she's in special danger. If one can turn into a phantom without dying, it's gonna be her. Ryan the spy said that "the girl" – assumingly ashlyn– should be "especially" at risk of danger. This could be bc she was the one who interacted with the rift, or bc she already has a higher level of phantom influence on her. 

-when ashlyn told the phantom to let go, and her friends to calm down, both times she spoke with a black speech bubble WITH PHANTOM NOISE LINES NEAR IT. this is different than characters who have also spoken with black bubbles (aiden, logan, taylor). obviously these have been with threats/malice, but they didn't have the red lines. These times ashlyn has spoken, the phantom acknowledged her voice, and her friends' spell-like violence trance was broken. Theory: ashlyn not only can hear phantoms, but she can speak their language sort of

-when ashlyn was born, a phantom like touched her in a blessing/cursing sense which is part of the reason why she can hear phantoms and her strong PD connection. possibly even possession???? 

-tldr i want ashlyn to enter her monster girl era 

The evil gang seems confused why the kids have lasted so long. maybe Ashlyn's PD connection goes both ways. she provides a strong anchor to the RD. Maybe the PD is USUALLY all desolate with the pillars that we saw in the finale (maybe it's even an afterlife of sorts?), but Ashlyn makes a huge radius (~30 miles! (assuming kids were driving at least 60mph for 30 minutes)) of the PD around where she wakes up mirror the real world, creating a safer space for her and the kids. meanwhile a normal person that gets sucked into the PD gets thrown into a desolate hell world different from the RD (also maybe stuck there permanently), causing them to die much quicker. 

-maybe this influence is even part of the reason why RD tyler is awake (And aiden)

-Ashlyn's influence extends to jamming the recording devices like some kind of weird phantom static.

-Broke: Ashlyn's parents wanted her to learn self defense and have a knife bc they're in the military. Woke: they want her to be able to protect herself after the phantom scare when she was a baby

-Also THANK GOD she’s finally acting on her intuition. Sm times she’s been like “this feels bad!” and doesnt do anything. Almost makes me wonder if it’s a supernatural intuition based on phantom stuff. Like shes WAY OFF from the hospital and the drama and is like “HMM! Smn going on” 

NUMBER FOUR: Origami gang and Co INC. 

-The gangs symbol is an origami crane (orizuru). the crane in East Asia has longevity as one of its symbolisms, with some myths saying it flies souls up to paradise. there's the popular myth that if you fold 1000 cranes you get a wish.

Heres where the evil twist comes in. The gang boss believes that if he traps 1000 people in the PD as like, a sacrifice, then he'll get a wish and he'll ask for eternal life or whatever. this gang is a cult and he's tricked everyone saying that they'll also get a long life but really it's probably only gonna be him 🤫 So they go around to different haunted places in America and pick ppl they sense can open these shadow rifts and get sucked in. the phantoms may be ppl they trapped in the past and they've turned into phantoms

-Ryan, the guy who's spying on the kids, maybe is ALSO "Mr. thomas". he just puts on a wig and is a good actor lol. this is the reason why he asks about "Mr. Thomas's" fate. What goes against this is that Ryan seems to know all about the PD mechanisms, which doesn't fit Mr. Thomas being confused abt ashlyns hair. Unless he wasn't expecting it

– or "Mr thomas" could just be Ryan's friend or brother or smn. A low ranked guy in the gang that got stuck with roping Ashlyn into Savannah, but doesn't know the truth/details about the PD. 

-the gang mentions that "both sides" are trying to track them. either the government and a supernatural hunting group, or even some force in the PD like some Alpha Phantom like the devil who's like "Where's my dead people quota hello?" or better yet "you're messing with MY domain and I'm gonna Get You". 

-This is based solely on the Boss' appearance and smiling countenance: the gang Boss is Aiden's uncle, his dad's brother, his weird, estranged brother who's also evil probably. I'm really hung on this idea don't mind me 

-you have to be able to make a paper origami crane from memory to be an official gang member /hj 

NUMBER FIVE: Gen story/Character arcs and futures

-ready for a “power of love and friendship” aesop. these kids are gonna be so Bonded now after these traumatic experiences

-i had come up with an elaborate “death order” but thats now completely jossed now so im ignoring that

-PRAISING THE FREAKING LORD THAT ALL THE PARENTS KNOW NOWAND THAT MIKE BELIEVES THEM AND IS HELPING HIS DAUGHTER. DAD OF THE YEAR AWARD. IF ANYTHING AHPPENS TO HIM IM SUEING!!!!!

- SO NOW that all the parents know, and like, have seen all the phantoms and everything and BTW WILL PROBABLY GET SUCKED INTO THE PD AT SOME POINT because they felt the shift like the kids did, they help the kids get to Savannah yippee!! a cool Big family squad force they all hop on a working school bus or smn and drive there. PLs

- the families getting sucked in would be HUGE cause they arent prepared. Logan’s grandparents and Lily are top targets 😭

So the kids are gonna get kidnapped. that's definitely gonna be a thing, either mid S2 or ending. up in the air whether the kidnapping is successful or not. (assuming the gang would be smart enough to get rid of the kids’ phones when they get them)

-actually I'm placing my bets now S2 finale will be them getting kidnapped and it just cuts off there for another awful cliffhanger.

-since it seems Mr thomas will be involved, he'll ask the kids to stay after school to talk abt their failing grades or smn, and then maybe they're hit with knockout gas??

OR the gang has been spying on them so they pick a time the kids all separated and jump them. 

-maybe this is when aiden knowing where ashlyns dance studio is is actually plot relevant!!?? like he (and Ben probably cuz they're always together) are able to escape their attackers and Aiden goes to help ashlyn cuz he wants to make sure she's OK. and she's either fine cuz she's a girl boss and can kick butt, or he saves her oo la la 

–lol imagine kidnapping is successful, gang tells kids why they were kidnapped, (if Evil Boss Uncle theory is true this helps facilitate this) but Ashlyn "goes off" on Aiden yelling and "attacking" him and stuff saying he's part of the gang, he planned it all along etc, but it's all a ruse to have the gang think she'll cause another energy spike (and Aiden gets this and plays along) so assuming the kids are locked up, the gang opens their cell to stop ashlyn, and that's when they escape lol

so like, i THOUGHT ashlyn/aiden was gonna be a slow burn but HAHAHA. i mean not as freaking slow obviously as like Miraculous love square lol, but like slow for thriller standards? But things are gonna be heating up between these two 😏 watch ashlyn be ~conflicted~ and ~in denial~~. And meanwhile poor aiden is a confused boy who doesnt know what ash wants like “b u told me to give u space and now here u are grasping my hand like ur life depends on it” 

Sorry back to character arcs:

Ashlyn: Learn to trust and connect with people, make friends, lean on others. Could be nice if she accepts and admits the kids are her friends by the end of S2, leaving the next season for Aiden/Ashlyn dev specifically? More development about her connection with the PD, which could put friendship to the test. [already getting this with her dad and Aiden so this is great]

Also she has the freaking GUILT like i expected! Watch her think tay hates her for like a week before tay is like “no?? I hate the ppl who did this to us instead” and then they hug it out 👍

Taylor: Willing to bet money the twins are unhealthily codependent on each other. She is on the edge bro. Unhinged feral. Is probably gonna be more angry in general despite it being a bad idea, like the top has been blown off. Bottled up emotions~! 

Still thinking she’ll get close to Ben too (whether anything romantic develops on top of it is debatable, but I can see it. theyve already got a cute little closeness going on)..

Tyler: Get this boy some ~THERAPY~ help he’s so depressed and angry. Learn to have hope again (like ben 😭). He has so much negativity inside him, i dont think that’ll help with whatever is going on with him rn like, hes probably in the THICK of the PD influence. He’s kinda like ash, needs to learn to rely on others.

Logan: Seems to be overcoming his fragility well if the arcade scene is any indication. Still has self-worth issues to overcome due to his parents' abandonment. Maybe we'll learn more about that in S2. That could be a rumor and the real reason he lives with his grandparents is that his parents died but idk why that'd be hidden unless their death was suspicious (like, drug ring?? His gpa got the GOODS APPARENTLY). 

Ben: Still needs to find a new passion for life, i suspect playing musical instruments like the guitar will be the answer (thank you tyler). Tho maybe learning to love his altered voice could happen? (tons of dudes have a rough/husky singing voice that ppl love) But this is probably unlikely.  

Aiden: Good Lord like, Aiden being (most likely) suic.idal in the past (and possibly even still NOW?) has floored me. I figured his loneliness and suspected parental neglect was bad but IT’S BAD. Dude wants to feel alive and not depressed… frick. AIDEN ARE YOU going to therapy??? Do your parents KNOW??? Is that why your parents finally settled down?? Guh. this on top of probably untreated ADHD.

–I’m assuming now Aiden started dying his hair to try to get any fragment of serotonin. 

– Kinda wondering if he grew up in a "toxic positivity" mentality home, where his parents are like "we're so privileged we shouldn't complain" ?

– im actually THIS close to beating Aiden’s parents with a stick.

NUMBER SIX: Miscellaneous predictions, wants, musings & hypotheticals.

-guessing now that the twin’s dad had cancer or smn

-hey uh what about the photo Logan took of the phantom back at the sorrel-weed house?? surely he still has it? can he show the parents?? will they be able to see it?

-Logan saw the whole Aidlyn hug from the roof from his snipper position, change my mind.

-Another “death” will happen in S2, possibly even two deaths. (GOD I WAS RIGHT)

-Mr thomas switches sides and helps the kids, gives them info

-Ryan (the spy) switches sides and helps the kids

-the tour lady Jasmine and the Boss are a hot evil couple 

also kinda want them to have a Rourke & Helga dynamic where he throws her under the bus at the last moment and she's Bissed 

-I want the boss to die by his own evil plan. 

–i doubt a redemption arc will happen but I'd be down for it if done well.

-*grabs your shoulders until they bleed* listen. Aiden saved ashlyn, now I need her to save him. I need this. 

-Taylor and Ashlyn girl time please!!!

-Logan and Aiden becoming closer would also give me joy. big Freckle and Rocky energy. 

-this doesn't have to happen but I think it'd be really funny if Aiden somehow gets the IDEA that Logan has a crush on Ashlyn when Logan doesn't, causing a stupid silly short jealousy arc.

-actually I really need a "can skydive from 10,000 ft but can't confess to the girl he likes" Aiden Clark 

-I've got a bad feeling smn will happen to Ashlyn's parents, specifically her dad

-if any of the gang/cult members hurt the kids or their fam fr irl im gonna >8) lose it

-the Origami gang fails to kidnap the kids and they accidentally create a huge "energy spike", making phantoms appear everywhere in town.

-if the kids DO get kidnapped successfully, I want Ashlyn to be an awesome girlboss and use her knife shoes to help them escape.

-if my puppy fic became Canon that'd be swaggie actually.

-let Ashlyn have a dog 2023

-pov you're in Georgia in the fall and a hurricane hits, knocking out solar power for a few days. what then? :)

-when all this garbage is over and they hopefully all live in the end, I want them to have a fun stargazing party led by Logan cause they can finally enjoy the night (And maybe aidlyn have their first Kiss?? 🙈)

-If there ISNT a "group goes to see Ashlyn in a ballet performance" scene then I'm WRITING IT MYSELF 

-At the end of all things, Aiden and Ashlyn will become a couple, or at least have reciprocal romantic feelings. This is not just my shipper heart talking. I feel it in my brain, in my soul. 

-So we know one or both of Aiden’s parents are writers. If anyone knows if that trophy Aiden’s dad is holding in that photo is a real award, hmu

-a kid going into an angry protective phantom mode to protect another(s) 😳 (aidlyn on the brain but it could be anyone)

-if I had a nickel for every time I've imagined Aiden dying in Ashlyn's arms, I'd have many nickels (IT BASICALLY HAPPENED! GREAT! 👍😭)

-what if having a good singing voice ran in Ben's family? haha jkjk…unless??? but they don't sing like ever cuz they don't want Ben to feel bad 

-man what if an sbg kid “died” by a phantom pushing them down a set of stairs.. 

-Rlly hope that Aiden's parents don't get scared seeing phantoms in their house and hearing other families having phantoms in THEIR houses and thinking the whole town is haunted, and they consider moving which they don't wanna do bc Aiden finally has friends but what else can they do!? angst. 

-John 15:13 for Ashlyn with the others except it's not permanent (I'm not saying ash is a Jesus figure tho WHWKEJEJDJ)

-I rlly wanna see ashlyn laugh

-Taylor actually using her mechanic skills. like maybe the jeep gets damaged [HAPPENED] and she fixes it. I dont want that jeep gone bro its already iconic (update: it’s probably gone bro.. sad)

-might be nice for Logan to have a reflection moment where even though all this horrible stuff is happening some good came out of it like he's not a slave to bullies anymore 

-I want to see Ben happy. well actually I want them all happy pls

[braziliancat2015]

Third part on my Yu-gi-oh 10 Years Later AU (Part one and two here)! This is my last one for now, but i might make more if I have some new ideas! Some headcanons about their lives at the moments now:

Ryou Bakura:

I imagine that after all the stress and frustration with being cursed by an ancient spirit in his body and having to still finish school after that he would just want to relax and not worry for a little while; that made him look more like a washed-up nerd than the prettyboy he was in high school, but (unfortunatly for him) he still got a big number of girls and guys interested in him somehow.

Since he never mentions in DSOD what he wants to do after school, I imagine he's that kind of person that studies and tries a bunch of different things since he's unsure of what to do. Right now he's unemployed, but he's studying game design after dropping out of 6 different courses; don't worry too much about him, his father's rich and he's enjoying a lot trying all these things out.

Hiroto Honda/Tristan Taylor:

After he had to work in his father's factory for a little while, he finally went and got to work on something that interests him! Seeing how there are quite a few moments in the series with him doing and showing interest on things related to mechanical stuff, i think he would like to work with machines, fixing motorcycles, stuff like that.

That also made him RIPPED AF, something that makes him feel proud of himself and also a little shy. Jou likes to tease him a little about it, but he's honestly very impressed about it.

His life isn't that exciting outside of that, but he's pretty happy anyway. He goes out with his friends a lot, sometimes helps Yugi (and Kaiba too even if he won't admit it) with the more technical part of creating games, tries going on dates but usually they don't end very well, and takes care of his bratty cousin, who's a preteen now.

Anzu Mazaki/Tea Gardner:

She has been living in the USA for a decade now, and has had a very nice experience overall, even if in the beginning there was some cultural shock and a little of difficulty making new friends, since she missed her friends from Domino a lot.

She is famous now! She has acted in a lot of different plays over the years, beginning as a background dancer and moving into the main star of some shows, including a Duel Monsters show where she was the Dark Magician Girl, and is very beloved by boh theater nerds and DM fans (meaning most people, since... this is the Yugioh world). Unfortunatly, that means she doesn't get a lot of free time, but she does her best to enjoy every second she gets to do her own stuff.

She does miss her friends a lot, but does her best to always find ways to contect them, like chosing specific tours that go to Japan, trying to go back there on most holiday breaks she gets, and also calling them almost every time she gets a chance.

[raes-secret-pjo-account]

You are in love

chapter 9: one bad seed kills the garden (albatross taylor swift)

Piper goes to see her friend Leo at his mechanic shop.

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PIPER POV

Heyyyy. My name is Piper McLean. Daughter of the famous actor Tristan McLean. "But Piper your dad is a super cool famous actor your life must be so great and easy" WRONG! My life sucks. Sure my dad will buy me whatever I want. But he doesn't let me do anything that I want to do. It's always "Piper don't wear that" "Piper don't do this" "Piper don't act like that" well to that I say it's MY life. Not YOURS. I had to beg my dad to send me to a public high-school. I took the bus every morning instead of being dropped off in a Ferrari. And I didn't tell a soul who my dad was. And it was awesome. There I met Leo. He's still my best friend. I also met his girlfriend Calypso, i thought she was pretty great, she was really nice and REALLY pretty. But they broke up a little while ago. Anyway instead of going to a fancy college like my dad wants I went to a community college.

You might be wondering about my mom. Well she was never really there. Not like I cared. My dad told me she was a model for Olympus. Olympus being the biggest company kn the world that basically runs everything. So anyway.

After my classes were done for the day I went to Leo and Calypso's shop. As I always did. I walked in and I saw the usual. Tape drawn down the middle of the shop into their two halves. And as usual Leo's half was insanely messy. In contrast to Calypso's half. It had been like this since they broke up.

I walked over to Leo's side and saw a fancy looking car. Like something my dad's friends would drive.

"Damn Leo, did my dad drop one of his cars off here?" I asked him jokingly as I leaned on the side of the car. He rolled out from under the car covered in grease.

"Hey don't lean on that this guy's paying me a shit load of money to fix his car!" Leo said standing up and wiping his hands on a grease covered rag.

"Damn okay!" I said getting of the car and instead leaning on Leo's desk, "still, why is someone with this kind of cash going to your shop?"

"Beckendorf, towed him over here." Leo said shrugging.

"Did he say who he was?" I asked hoping I didn't know him.

"I dunno never caught his name. Calypso gave him our number so he could order a part," he said shrugging.

"So why are you under his car if he hasn't given you the new part yet?" I asked.

"Well I wanted to see if I could take the old part out now," he said before a small grin appeared on his face, "and its a really cool car," I rolled my eyes.

"Well what did he look like?" I asked wanting to make sure it wasn't some rich asshole who would scam Leo.

He paused a moment before speaking, "Uhhh well let's see, he was tall, blonde, he had these blue eyes like a sky blue not a dark blue, and he was-"

"Weirdly handsome?" I chimed in knowing exactly who it was.

"Yeah how did you-?" Leo asked perplexed.

"His name is Jason. Jason Grace. Son of Zeus aka the owner of Olympus. Aka my ex boyfriend." I said sighing. This was Jason's car. I hadn't spoken to him since we broke up. More like since I broke up with him. I had figured out I was a lesbian. The only people I told was him Leo and Calypso. I still hadn't told my dad yet. I didn't really talk to my dad much anymore.

I saw Leo's face change with realization. "Your telling me Jason grace the heir to the whole entire Olympus company is paying me to fix his car?!" Leo said in a shocked tone.

"Yep," I said sighing again.

"Weird question but while you were dating him. . . Did you have any suspicion that he might be into guys?" Leo asked taking a sip of water.

I chuckled. Of course Leo had a crush on Jason. He was a nice guy. Unfortunately for Leo he has absolutely no luck with guy's or girls. "Leo there's no way. Jason is one of the straightest people I've met."

I saw Leo pout slightly. "Okay fine but he's still gonna pay the full amount for this car fix," leo said.

"Of course he is Jason is probably the nicely guy I've ever met," I said shrugging."Then why did you break up with him?" Leo asked, "he's hot, he's nice, and he's totally loaded,"

"Cause I'm gay Leo, remember?"

"Oh yeah, I guess that makes sense," Leo shrugged, "so you two are on good terms?"I paused for a moment. Were we? I mean when we broke up Jason was nothing but understanding. He promised not to out me to anyone told me everything was fine and that he was proud of me for coming out. But we hadn't spoken since the break up. That sort of made me sad. Jason was a good guy, and even though I didn't love him, I did like him. I didn't want to stop talking but I guess life got in the way. I also knew that Jason's dad wouldn't like that we broke up. That wouldn't be easy on Jason so I wouldn't blame him for resenting me.

"I think so. I'm not sure though," I said softly.

Leo nodded, "that's okay, I'll figure something out," he said in a fake casual tone.

"Leo you can't romance Jason," I chuckled sighing.

"What?! Can't blame a guy for shooting his shot now can you?" Leo joked, "is he a good kisser?"

I laughed more and rolled my eyes. "You can figure that out yourself," I chuckled.

I stayed there and kept chatting with Leo before Calypso came and scolded him for slacking off. He went to go work on a different car and I briefly spoke with Calypso. Once I was done I said my goodbyes and decided to head home to my cat Cleo.

Chapter 1

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1, 3, 5, 7, 11, 25, and 28 for the music asks <3

LOVE YOU

1. An album you can’t stop listening to lately

There is only one honest answer and it is embarrassing. But it’s the Seussical Original Broadway Cast Recording. I’m choreographing the show it’s unavoidable. I want to give another answer but anything is would simply be a lie so just don’t talk to me about it. 😔

3. A song you really like by an artist you otherwise don’t listen to very much

That’s So True by Gracie Abrams. I tried to give her a chance and everything she makes is just simply not for me, HOWEVER- the second I hear “made it out alive but I think I lost it-“ it unlocks something in me. Now that is a BRIDGE baby. But like even the rest of that song doesn’t compare to the bridge. I can’t get into Gracie but I will never skip that song just so I can scream along to “I put up a fight taking out my earrings don’t you know the vibe don’t you know the feeling” because yes Gracie I DO know!

5. Name an album you think is perfect

SO many. Decide by Djo is absolutely skipless. A Fever You Can’t Sweat Out and Vices and Virtues by P!ATD have never been topped. You’ll hate this one but Red by Taylor Swift, it’s literally her magnum opus nothing has touched it since and it’s also just so nostalgic for me personally for so many reasons. Lemonade by Beyoncé is also HER magnum opus, it’s everything. The Rise and Fall of a Midwest Princess by Chappell is ART front to back. Vs. by Pearl Jam oh my GOD. I could literally list 3-4 Iron Maiden albums but if I have to settle on the most perfect I guess I’ll say Number of The Beast. I could keep going and never shut up about this actually.

7. Do you have any concert tickets right now? If so, who’s concert is it?

Ok so right now I have tickets for Djo (fucking FINALYYY) in Michigan in April and of course My Chem in August in Philly. I also may or may not be going to a music festival in Barcelona in June where Chappell Roan, Sabrina Carpenter, and Charli XCX are headlining? Logistics of that are still in the works. Next up is I’m going to TRY to get tickets to Beyoncé’s Chicago show when they go on sale but I’m sure that would be a bloodbath. And if Gaga announces a tour after her album comes out best BELIEVE I will be there.

I wanted to go to Coachella SO bad this year but had no one to go with and also it was just really bad timing w my show schedule and work shit. Truly devastated, the lineup was SO perfectly tailored to my taste I thought it would finally be my year 🥲

11. What’s a song your favorite band doesn’t perform live, but you really wish they would?

See this hinges on me being able to pick one favorite band which is in fact impossible to me. I’ll settle for Iron Maiden not performing 2 Minutes to Midnight. They have in the past and I’m sure will again at some point, but in recent tours including the one I went to they did not play it, and it’s my all time favorite. As someone who refuses to look up set lists before a concert I was SHOCKED and DEVASTATED!

25. Name a song that makes you think about someone you love

Okay HERE WE GO.

Coffee Talk by Broadside and You In January by The Wonder Years make me think of Joel (I think the acoustic version of the latter is gonna be our first dance at our wedding ❤️)

Boy Division by My Chem, Headfirst Slide into Cooperstown on a Bad Bet by FOB, and Backflip by The Front Bottoms all make me think of you (first bc it’s just your vibe, second because you like to sing it at karaoke, and third because of the tattoo I gave you and just the fact that I’ve given you so many stick n pokes in general. Also the ENTIRE Mania album by FOB bc I remember you picking me up in the van the day it came out so we could drive around w the windows down blasting it in its entirety)

Mirrorball and Hits Different by Taylor Swift makes me think of Audrey and Tied Together With a Smile and Never Grow Up by Taylor Swift makes me think of Macy. Dancing Queen makes me think of both of them bc we literally ARE Donna Tonya and Rosie from Mamma Mia actually like I’ve seen our future and that is it

Any old Disney Channel star songs make me think of Lydia bc that was our childhood (like old Selena Gomez, Demi Lovato, Miley Cyrus/Hannah Montana, etc from while they were still w the Disney/Rock Mafia labels). ALSO Dry Town by Miranda Lambert, we were obsessed w that song, god knows why. And Somebody’s Watching me by Rockwell bc we once got a CD in a kids meal with that on it on a trip to Chicago and made our moms blast THAT ONE SONG over and over again for 4 hours. Drove them NUTS.

Downtown by Macklemore makes me think of Ray and Pink Pony Club by Chappell Roan makes me think of Lin. The Time Warp and The Floor Show from Rocky Horror makes me think of both of them.

28. Name a song (or a few songs) that would need to be included in a movie about your life

The Archer by Taylor Swift is the first and immediate answer that always comes to mind. I AM The Archer sorry. Other than that, in mostly chronological order-

seven by Taylor Swift, ballad of a homeschooled girl by Olivia Rodrigo (no I was not homeschooled obvi but the vibe is right trust me), A Place in This World by Taylor Swift, Paul Revere by Noah Kahan, I Can Do It With a Broken Heart by Taylor Swift, Nothing New by Taylor Swift and Phoebe Bridgers, I should call my friends by Hey Violet, (Coffee’s for Closers) by Fall Out Boy, Disenchanted by My Chemical Romance, Mean Girls by Charli XCX, Lady Strange by Def Leppard

Thanks for coming to my TEDtalk/reading my essay xoxo

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🧛When running into your toxic ex has a body count: my review of Nosferatu (2024)!!🧛

SPOILERS GALORE AHEAD! DO NOT READ IF YOU DON’T WANT SPOILERS!

I went to see Nosferatu yesterday! When my mom and I walked into the theater, we thought we had the whole place to ourselves because it was 1245 on a Saturday afternoon and the movie has been out for about a month now. Of course, it was not to be, because about five minutes later almost our entire row was filled up with father aged dudes. It was random as hell!! Like go see Gladiator 2 or something get out of here! Joking joking JOKING! Vampires are for everybody, 5ever. Kidding aside, I was genuinely surprised at who turned up to theater number 4 that day to feast their eyes on some full frontal undead cock.

Speaking of which… I heard all this stuff about the male nudity in this film, and my right hand to God there was almost nothing at all. Like yeah you did see Count Orlok’s penis, but for about 2.5 seconds in a pretty dark shot. And there was a butt for like ten seconds. Tbh, better off! I’m a bit of a prude about random nudity in movies, so no skin off my nose. And now that we’re on the subject, if you’re wondering if this is a movie that would be awkward to watch around/with your family, take it from me that the most you’ll have to endure are two sex scenes pretty close to each other towards the end and occasional orgasm noises from Lily-Rose Depp throughout the film. So it definitely depends on your comfort level around your family, but you could be faced with much worse. Idk if this matters or if it’s important to anybody, but it sort of is to me!

The gore as well I did not think was too bad. Again, depends on your level of squeamishness, and a pigeon meets a very tragic end (hated that shit, thank god all the cats seemingly survived), but I did not find it too gory. And trust me I am not trying to be an Edgy Horror Fan™️ when I say this: you really don’t see much in the way of blood and guts in this movie! The only questionable scene I can think of is the one basically right at the end between Ellen and Count Orlok. That was a violent one! I guess my final judgment is that you’ve ever sat through a slasher type horror movie or maybe even something like Jaws (a bit random but that’s all that’s coming to mind rn lol), you will probably be okay.

Onto the real review! Well, I loved this movie! LOVED! You definitely don’t feel the 2 hour 15 minute ish run time, trust me. The beginning 30 ish minutes (idk however long it takes Thomas to get to the town outside Count Orlok’s castle) are just a hair too slow imo, but trust me just lock in for those exposition type parts because it pays off! I think that’s kind of the curse of any Dracula/Nosferatu movie. Nobody really wants to sit through the setup; get us to the vampire shit NOW!! So it was a sign that the movie was off to a good start when I felt interested in that opening chunk. For the Dracula adaptation that tears the rest of the girlies up in terms of an opening, see Bram Stoker’s Dracula (1992). The best there EVER was.

I loved the bizarre and unsettling moments in this movie, particularly the scene where Thomas in a dream but actually in real life witnesses a virgin being led naked on a white horse to be sacrificed to Orlok. Icky icky but it made an impression! Also Herr Knock’s whole performance, but especially the out of nowhere ass shot towards the beginning. I’m so partial to the Renfield character in any of these movies (my favorites are Dwight Frye from the 1931 Dracula and Tom Waits from once again Bram Stoker’s Dracula), so of course he was a fun role for me to watch! Renfield always brings the camp to Dracula/Nosferatu movies. The most unexpected disturbing scene by far was the fun little implied necrophilia moment towards the end… Aaron Taylor-Johnson, what you went through in this movie. Good lord!

At first I honestly felt like it was cheap shock value, but the more I think about it the more I kind of get it as a moment. During Orlok and Helen’s first face to face meeting since her childhood, he tells her something along the lines of “I am appetite alone.” Freak! And because of the scabs that began to show on Friedrich’s face in the scenes right before his death, I kind of interpreted that he was also on the vampiric road himself… something something he loses his humanity and becomes appetite alone just like Orlok and if then carry the two he fucks his wife’s corpse. It is not yet my most fleshed out idea! And if I’m on the right track, did this have to be communicated via necrophilia? No, probably not. But it’s horror, and such is horror a lot of the time: getting your idea across in the most shocking way possible. If anything, the moment is in keeping with one of the overarching themes of the movie, violation.

Even though you don’t see anything, that moment definitely had me gagged in more ways than one. I don’t think my mom picked up on what it was meant to imply, or if she did she didn’t acknowledge it. Either way, did not want to discuss that one with her! Definitely a bridge too far.

It is actually 1 o clock in the morning where I am! I am so tired. But I have a lot more to say and this post is already a book as it is. All of this to say… review part 2 coming tomorrow!

Stay frosty.❄️