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genzennialfriends · 4 months ago
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Phoebe Buffay
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The longer you know her, the crazier the lore gets:
She speaks fluent French and everyone finds out when she’s randomly approached by tourists.
Identical twin sister? Oh yeah, she works as a waitress over in the next borough.
Didn’t you know she was homeless as a teenager and that’s why she knows how to use a switchblade? (Sorry about that mugging, Ross.)
She’s a registered massage therapist, a strict vegan, and lives with her grandmother in a rent controlled apartment. Loves plants. Lived with Monica until they realized they couldn’t live together due to their vastly different cooking and cleaning philosophies. Her close friendship with Ross is baffling until you realize that they like to get high together on the weekends and that she is subconsciously trying to make up for mugging him all those years ago. (Again, sorry!)
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joolzrichie · 5 months ago
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A Friends spinoff but the audience don’t know that’s what they’re watching! I shall explain!
On the outset it’s a standard comedy TV show with a couple Emma and Aaron (Aaron is Janice’s son) - you never know their surnames (but it’s not obvious!). They’re getting married and the series is centred around the preparation for it.
Every so often they’ll mention an Auntie Bee (Emma couldn’t pronounce Phoebe when she was young) or uncle Joe, auntie Em (M for Monica!) and uncle C (who sadly passed away 🥺) …..
Clues would dropped as to who they are throughout the season, like Aaron and Emma sharing a birthday, the book that Joey read casually on the side, the wall her her apartment could be purple, her older brother Benny texting about the wedding
The the last episode of the season the camera pans out at the wedding to reveal the original cast applauding the nuptials
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aquanutart · 17 days ago
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THEY'RE BACK!!!! my childhood manga!!!
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ratatatastic · 1 month ago
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maffhew who refuses to say runebergin torttu because he knows hes gonna butcher it so bad he might be kicked out of the country the second he tries and staunchly avoids that by going "the one dessert that barky is going to have to explain 😃"
sasha who gets faced with the most generic description of everything hes ever eaten in his life so far because of maffhew and going "???... oh you mean runebergin torttu!"
"he did good he liked the food and he likes the finland so far so its good" sasha says with so much pride now that all the anxiety has left his system that his husband teammate is enjoying his country and doesnt hate it
media availability | 10.29.24 (x)(x)
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the smile of a man who knowlingly doomed his husband and said husband using all his brain power to context clues his way to whatever the fuck he just got asked that his brain is running hotter than a mid 2012 macbook air thats somehow still alive in the year of the lord 2024 but girl does she chug along shes louder than a fighter jet
#matthew tkachuk#aleksander barkov#florida panthers#2425#the famous vanha kauppahalli date™#we know how bad he is at pronouncing words not in english he does not want to fuck up his husbands language in front of him#(the nhl stars try to speak german video has entered the chat)#different attitudes here lmao#“he did good” mate he was... eating food... what... what is there to praise here..?#i shivered sweet mary and joseph sasha this is how you praise maffhew? yeah id be an annoying little shit about it too#whatever they have. unexplainable. i wont even bother#im glad to see pie and cake are still very confusing for esol#somehow ive had the conversation with several different people in my lifetime and realised even i dont know what the fuck it is#in the sense that when i translate pastries into english for my american friends i just pause and go#wait... i think this is a pie... but its called a tart in spanish but its also kind of a cake? and- [windows reboot sound]#ive had to do this with pastafrola and im like please just eat it dont make me explain im gonna cry if i do#I DONT KNOW WHAT IT IS IN AN ENGLISH CONTEXT BECAUSE IT DOESNT EXIST IN AN ENGLISH CONTEXT TO ME JUST EAT IT#“so whats the difference between a torta and a tarta and isnt a tarta kinda like a pie-” “stop asking questions you dont want answers to”#you have no idea how upset i get trying to explain#im glad sasha at least protrays a little of that frustration by going “i dont know english word” girl SAME
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livelovecaliforniadreams · 1 year ago
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#Name A Better Childhood Friends To Lovers Glow Up I'll Wait
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sea-beam · 1 year ago
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i need an episode focused on topher and gandhi NOW
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crispycreambacon · 5 months ago
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I had a vision while walking back to the hotel from getting barbeque, and I had to execute it immediately
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mossdogs · 5 months ago
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not sure how compatible they'd be
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satsuha · 5 months ago
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they have my heart always...
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fizzlecosmos · 25 days ago
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The original ten bears!
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genzennialfriends · 5 months ago
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The One With the Binge Watching
Monica, Rachel, and Phoebe enjoy night in with a New Girl marathon, pizza, and wine. They compare their lives with the character’s lives and find themselves lacking until they remember it’s a TV show.
Chandler, Joey, and Ross get tickets to a Rangers game. Ross gets hurt thanks to an enthusiastic fan, and the guys wait for hours in Urgent Care. Ross quickly becomes a meme.
“How did they afford that apartment?”
“It’s just a television show, Pheebs, don’t worry about it.”
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nichelleladonna · 6 months ago
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i love total drama (obviously) but "hey what's up i'm here to slay" is the worst ick any TV theme song has ever given me
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youracebuddy · 30 days ago
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I'm in Love with my Best Friend
Reboot Wally x Reader
Rating- Teen
Word count- 1,407
This can also be found on AO3!
This oneshot is a gift for @kawaiialeisha!
Sorry if any part of it doesn't make sense, I mostly wrote this one right before I fell asleep!
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"Neighbor?"
Wally whispered, lavender eyes locked gently onto yours. He had requested to talk to you one-on-one today, but you didn’t have the faintest clue why.
“Yeah, Walls?” You spoke, gently patting the spot on the bed next to you. You tried your best to give him a reassuring smile, but you couldn’t seem to stop your concern from seeping into it.
He returned the smile weakly, taking the opportunity to slip next to you and lean into your side. You were quick to lean into him in return, your heart easing at the sight of a small smile threatening to break his complicated expression.
“So… are we going to talk about it, or just sit around and be mopy all day?” You teased, lifting up your other hand to ruffle his messy pompadour. He simply batted your hand away, seemingly unable to form the words that he wanted. Your smile dropped in return, only now realizing that this might be more serious than the usual shenanigans that are exchanged between the two of you.
After a moment's consideration, you decided to throw caution to the wind to see what on earth could be wrong with your best friend. You yet again reached out with your free hand, this time setting it below his chin. You gingerly pulled his head back to meet you, only to be greeted with a face full of crimson.
You couldn’t help but giggle at the sight, as you’d never seen him that deep of a shade of red before. What on earth could have gotten into him?
“Dude. Are you okay? The last time I saw you this red was when Barnaby made you laugh so hard that you nearly choked!” You prodded, proceeding to gently tilt around his head further to see the extent of it. The strangest thing that you could notice, though, was it increasing in intensity the closer you got to him.
“Wait. Walls, were you always this soft?” You asked, eyes filling with wonder at the thought. Sure, you had held his hand before, but nothing could prepare you for the fuzziness of his face. It was as if it was a mixture of the finest velvet you could imagine, with the squishiness of a cloud.
Before you knew it, your other hand was on his cheek, gently cupping his face in your palms. You ran your fingers over the soft material that he was made out of, stopping just shy from his ears. During your little… discovery, his expression had shifted from shock to something much softer. His eyes were half-lidded, the void black of his eyelids unable to stop the shimmer of his lavender irises in the soft morning light.
To your surprise, he reached out his felted hand to rest on your face, flushing your cheeks with warmth. It was a new sensation, unlike anything else that you’ve felt. It slowly seeped through your bones, filling each and every inch with comfort.
“You… get it now, don’t you?”
He murmured, his smile returning once more to grace his features. He slowly traced his fingers down to the bottom of your chin, leaving your skin tingling in memory of his touch. A deep, silky laugh escaped from his lips as he continued.
“Whenever you touch me, the strangest things happen to me. Before, it was just the same as usual. But now, for whatever reason…” To express his point, he took his hand off of your chin, bringing it up to rest atop of your own hand cupping the side of his face.
…You didn’t want to think about how deeply you wished for him to do it again, or how when he nuzzled his head into your hand it felt right.
“That happens.” He whispered, letting his eyes flutter closed. He sighed deeply, clearly still trying to get to the bottom of this.
You, on the other hand, had some ideas.
“Walls, can I kiss you?”
His eyes shot open, and he practically fell off of your bed in shock. When your brain finally processed what you said, your face felt like it was going to simply melt off from the heat.
“W-WAIT, I KNOW THAT SOUNDS REALLY WEIRD!” You yelped, frantically waving your hands in front of you to try and snap him out of his thoughts.
“Well, it’s usually related to something romantic when you first feel this way, right? Then, if we kissed, wouldn’t it… tell us if we liked each other?”
Wally thought this over for a moment, before slowly nodding in confirmation. It did nothing to stop the blush on his face from deepening further, however.
You thought it was really, REALLY cute.
Taking a deep breath to calm down your now fluttering heart, you silently opened your arms to him for an invitation to come closer. His eyes flicked down to your arms, then back up to your eyes, as if asking if this was really okay with you. After a small nod of confirmation in response, he wasted no time to close the space between the two of you and snake his arms around your torso, gently pulling you close.
You quickly returned the embrace, already feeling your nerves calm down from the hug. The two of you were always affectionate with each other before, but it just felt… different, to say the least.
It felt like you truly belonged somewhere, for once.
After what felt like hours of just holding onto him, he slowly brought his head up out of the usual crook of your neck he kept it in, glancing down to your lips.
“...Of course you’re shy right now, Walls.”
You murmured, unable to stop the affection you felt towards him from seeping into your tone. You brought your hand under his chin once more, pulling him closer with a sense of tenderness that you didn’t even know you were capable of.
Running your thumb slowly across his cheek, you leaned forward, and gingerly kissed him on the lips. His felt was ticklish against your own lips, causing you to pull back out of surprise. You opened your eyes to look at him, only to see him gazing back at you with the saddest expression that you’ve ever seen. Letting out a quiet snort and a whispered “sorry”, you brought your lips back to his.
Now ignoring the ticklish sensation, you allowed yourself to fully focus on the kiss.
His lips were soft, of which was greatly expected due to the fact that he was made of fabric. But, as the kiss continued, you couldn’t help but notice how he was melting into you.
His grip on you slowly loosened as he allowed himself to fall limp against you, leaving the warmth of sunshine wherever he touched. He was completely snuggled up to you within mere seconds, bringing up his hands to pull your head closer to his.
With that final movement, you suddenly started to feel the kiss in its entirety. The warmth of his lips slowly seeped into yours, sending a shiver down to your spine.
You deepened the kiss further without a second thought, slowly moving your mouth against his in a loving, tender dance. Your fingers slowly ran through his now-ruined pompadour, arms keeping him firmly in place.
The kiss continued for as long as you could hold your breath, not wanting to rip away the sheer trust and vulnerability between the two of you. But, just like everything else, it had to end.
Breaking off the kiss, you leaned forward to rest your forehead against his, greedily gasping for air. Your eyes fluttered open, instantly scanning his expression to make sure you didn’t accidentally make him uncomfortable.
To your great relief, there wasn’t a hint of pain in his expression. Instead, his eyes were half-lidded and filled with warmth, his smile goofy and lovestruck.
“I’m in love with my best friend.”
You breathlessly whispered, fresh realization dawning across your mind. When you focused back on him again, any worry about the new development completely vanished.
In the short time that your brain had wandered off, he had settled himself back against you, his body splayed atop of your own. He was gently nuzzling his face into your hair, letting out small, occasional mumbles and whispers that you couldn’t make out. The only thing that mattered to you was that he was happy, and you were too.
“I love you, Walls.”
“I love you too.”
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livelovecaliforniadreams · 1 year ago
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#Famous Last Words
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idiedwithclonehigh · 2 years ago
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My favourite Clone High character?
Oh yeah, it's that short guy. The one who's socially awkward and kinda weird. Doesn't have many friends.
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But he does seem to spend a lot of time with a tall stupidly happy boy. He seems to like him.
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Don't get on his bad side though. He may be small but he has a lot of internal rage.
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And he can be pretty scary when he plans his revenge.
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Despite this, I love him and want him to be happy.
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inky-evergreen · 5 months ago
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Season 2 episode 3 : Anxious Times At Clone High now featuring Gandhi himself
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