#i started watching his videos in 2011. can you believe that.

[stuck-in-the-ghost-zone]

new mcyt fans will never know the true og

[adrienneleclerc]

Prince of Ferrari

Charles Leclerc x Hispanic/Latina! Reader

Summary: Y/N meets F1 driver, Charles Leclerc, in a surprising and completely unexpected way.

Warning: THIS IS MY FIRST CHARLES LECLERC FANFIC, inaccurate F1 details (I’m a new fan, I’m learning) Grammatical and spelling errors

A/N: inspired by the way Ella of Frell met Prince Charmont in the movie Ella Enchanted. It is kinda a mix of Ella Enchanted and the DCOM Starstruck which really mad eme believe I'll have a Y/N moment, I really hope y’all like it!

Y/N was not a huge sports girl, but she LOVES Formula 1. Y/N started watching F1 with her dad when Checo Pérez joined in 2011 and now she’s living in Miami with the Grand Prix being only a few days away. Though everyone is a Ferrari fan according to Sebastian Vettel, Y/N was a total Red Bull fan.

That brings her to the Aventura Mall where Charles Leclerc and Carlos Sainz had an event with Ray-Ban.

"Do you know why there are so many people here?" Y/N asked her friend, trying to push through the crowd to get to Guess.

"Didn't you hear? The Ferrari boys are coming to the mall because of their Ray-Ban sponsorship/partnership, how did you not know this? I though you were a big F1 fan." Y/N's friend, Francesca, said.

"Exactly, I am an F1 fan, not a Ferrari fan. Isn't there are a Ferrari store here too? Why can't they do a Ferrari event?" Y/n asked.

"I think that is Sunday after the race." Francesca said, Y/N was going to say somwthing before she heard screaming. "Looks like the Ferrari boys are here. Can I meet them please?" Francesca asked Y/N with puppy dog eyes.

"Sure, I'll try to go to the Dolphin mall and see if I can get my mom a birthday gift without the crowd, let me know if you get a photo with them." Y/N said, she kissed Francesca goodbye and made it towards the exit.

Charles and Carlos were entering the mall, signing things as people were taking photos and videos of them.

"Remind me again why we are here?" Charles asked Fred.

"We need to maintain a good relationship with Ray-Ban." Fred said.

"It is completely fine, Lord Perceval, lighten up." Carlos said. They kept signing things until they made it to the stage set up in the center of the first floor.

"Welcome Formula 1 Ferrari drivers Charles Leclerc and Carlos Sainz!" Ray Ban employee said. The crowd cheered and got closer to the stage to see the Ferrari boys even closer as the boys walked on stage, shaking hands with the Ray-Ban employee before sitting down on the chair set up and with microphones in their hands. "Before we get this event started, we are raffling off 5 sunglasses with cases signed by the drivers themselves, if you haven't bought tickets, do so now. Carlos and Charles will be answering your questions." The employee said.

The event itself was going well for the first 10 minutes until..

"Charles, are you a fast runner?" A girl asked.

"Not particulary, no, why?" Charles asked.

"Get him!" That same girl said and Charles saw how there were many girls trying to get on stage so Charles did what any guy would do and thats run off the stage and through the exit, 13 girls chasing after him.

"This cannot be happening!" Charles exclaimed to himself. He ran to the parking garage and looked behind him and there were still girls chasing him. He tried to hide behind a car when he bumped into a girl.

"Puta madre, watch where.." Y/N didn't finish her sentence because Charles covered her mouth, pulled her close to him by her waist and slid down the car door, successfully hiding from the girls chasing him. Y/N psuhed his hand away from her mouth. "Huh, well if it isn't the prince of Ferrari."

"Please, call me.." Charles looked into her eyes. "Call me Charles. Sorry about that, occupational hazard." Charles said getting up, dusting himself off. "Allow me." Charles said, helping Y/N off the floor as she dusted herself off as well.

"Does this kind of thing happen often? Being chased by girls?" Y/N asked, looking around the parking garage.

"I don't get chased like this, thats for sure, its more the American fans. But i do get approached often when I am in Monaco." Charles said.

"Well yeah, you're not exactly subtle driving around the country in a fucking sports car that all your fans recognize." Y/N commented.

"So you know a lot about me?" Charles asked with his arms crossed and a stupid smirk on his face.

"Charming, such Libra behavior. Now as you are clearly not in danger from screaming fans and I am nothing but a humble American, I'll leave you to it." Y/N said, about to unlock her car when Charles put his hand over hers.

"Wait, what is your name?" Charles asked.

"Y/N." Y/N responded.

"Do you have anywhere you need to be?" Charles asked.

"Well I'm shopping for my mom's birthday present. I couldn't really do the shopping in this mall." Y/N said.

"Maybe I can help you, as a thank you of course for not blowing my cover." Charles said.

"You gotta lose the Ferrari merch if you don't want to get chase again." Y/N said.

"Oh, of course." Charles said. He took off the Ferrari hoodie he had on and Y/N couldn't help but look when Charles's shirt started riding up when he did so. "Better?"

"I have a Disney baseball cap and sunglasses in my purse, just wear the 'Marvel disguise'." Y/N said laughing as she handed Charles the items and he puts them on.

"Do I look like a normal guy?" Charles asked posing.

"Sure, get in." Y/N said, unlocking her car to get into the driver's seat and Charles circled the car to get into the passenger seat. "Wouldn't your team principal freak out that you are missing?"

"I'll let him know I'm okay, It's only Wednesday, press is not until tomorrow, I think I can have a little fun." Charles said. Y/N started the car and left the parking garage when she got a call from Francesca.

"Digame Fran, como te fue?" Y/N asked her friend.

"Mal, no sabes lo que paso, some girl decided to fucking jump the stage, her and a group of girls chase Charles out of the mall, and now the event is canceled. Like what the fuck. How about you? Did you make it to the other mall?" Francesca asked.

"Actually Fran, you have no idea what happened." Y/N said.

"Hello Fran, how are you?" Charles spoke and Francesca went silent. "Are you alright?" Charles asked again and Francesca screamed.

"You bitch, you have Charles Leclerc in your car?!?" Francesca screamed.

"Relax, he's helping me with something and in turn, he plays hooky until this whole thing blows over." Y/N said. "I'll call you later, okay?" Y/N said, hanging up. "Sorry about her, she is a huge Ferrari fan."

"What about you? Ared you a Ferrari fan?" Charles asked curiously.

"Sorry, red is not my color, I'm a Red Bull fan." Y/N told him. Charles put his hand on his chest.

"Ouch, you hurt me." Charles said and Y/n laughed. "Its such a shame, you would look great in red."

"Charming." Y/N replied.

"So i have been told." Charles said. Y/N played music in the car until they made it to the Dolphin mall. "Miami has a lot of malls."

"Yes, yes it does." Y/N replied before getting out of the car and getting reusable bags from the trunk. "Lets pay for parking."

"You pay to park the car yourself?" Charles asked.

"oh you have so much to learn." Y/N walked to the meter at the entrance of the mall to pay before Y/N grabbed his hand to enter the mall.

"As my tour guide, where do we go first?" Charles asked.

"I wanted to go to Swarovski to get a necklace for my mom." Y/N said.

"Any stores you want to go to?" Charles asked.

"There is a Saks Off Fifth but I don't think I have enough money." Y/N said. Charles pulled out his wallet.

"I'll pay." Charles said but Y/N shook her head.

"There is no way I can let you do that." Y/N said.

"I insist. You are helping me a lot by treating me like a regular guy. Its the least I can do, you are babysitting me after all." Charles said.

"Well I can't argue with that." Y/N said.

That is exactly what happened, Charles helped Y/N pick out a necklace with matching earrings for Y/N's mom and paid for it. Charles was very insistent in Y/N trying on clothes from different stores she wanted to look at. When Charles saw Y/N's eyes light up in a certain item, he always said "Do not look at the price tag, do you like it? Do you want to get it? Then its done, I'll buy it for you." Charles ended up carrying Y/N's shopping bags after every trip. They went to the food court and Charles also paid for their lunch, they sat in a far away booth.

"So how did you get into F1?" Charles asked, taking a bite out of his sandwich.

"Well my dad is a fan, we like Checo Perez because he is Mexican, Latino power and all that." Y/N said, eating her Chinese food.

"So that is why you are a Red Bull fan, good to know." Charles said.

"Yep, that's why. I hate to ruin the moment, but what happens after today?" Y/N asked.

"Well I wouldn't see you in person until the next Miami GP, but we could talk everyday if you give me your phone number, If you want fo course, I liked spending the day with you." Charles admitted.

"I liked spending the day with you too, I never had a guy friend before so this type of relationship is new to me, but i don't hate it." Y/N replied. Charles got out his phone.

"Here, put your contact in." Charles handed Y/N his phone. Y/N added her name and her photo, han ding it back to Charles. "'Y/N American', very cute." Charles said.

"why thank you." Y/N did the nose scrunch and Charles found it adorable. "Now do you want to buy anything sir or are you okay? It's almost 5 and tomorrow is your media day." Y/n said.

"yeah, we can go." Charles said, they finished their food, threw out their garbage, left the mall, and went to Y/N's car, she got in front of his hotel. "You should come over one day." Charles said, unbuckling his seatbelt.

"If your team principal says its okay." Y/N said.

"I'll make sure he says its okay, see you around." Charles said, leaving the car. Y/N drove back to her house, her parents watching TV in the living room.

"Como te fue, mija?" Y/N's mom asked.

"Me fue bien, Mami, luego te cuento." Y/N said, dropping off her bags in her room. She closed her door and collapsed on her bed when she got a text.

Unknown number: Fred said its okay, whenever you want to come over, let me know.

Unknown number: It is Charles by the way.

Y/n laughed and replied to him.

You: Sounds like a plan, I'll let you know, Charlie.

Y/N saved Charles's number as Charlie and sighed. Today was a good day.

The End

Hope y'all liked it, if you did, maybe I can write more, I don't know, I need more Latina representation. Up to you if you want more or if i should just stick to reading F1 fanfics.

[mickeym0xley]

hi. i dont go here but I wanna talk.

imagine being Josef Newgarden, 13 and after trying a few sports and not being too good at any, you starting karting, you immediately pick up four titles. you love it. you travel to europe and become the first american to get a Formula Ford Festival title. Europe is harsh to you and in 2011 you return back to america. Something about the home soil fuels you and you win an Indy lights championship. you get into indycar the next year.

meanwhile, across the world in New Zealand, Scott Mclaughlin becomes the youngest driver to win a Supercars race. He breaks the record for most wins in a single season. He's dominant, simple. He's just like you in every way possible. Little do you know, your future best friend is watching you become Penske Perfect. He's watching and rooting for you from an ocean over.

In 2021, Scott comes over from Supercars. You werent ever too close to anyone on the grid- but you two click. You were so used to keeping your friends close and your enemies closer, that you let him in.

in 2021, you have a best friend. you both know that being teammates and friends won't work for long. you both can bet on it long before it happens. in 2022 you create a youtube channel and start making little videos with Scott. People like you guys, they think you're funny. You're not just Josef Newgarden, 2x Indycar champion and Penske driver, but also you're 1/2 of Bus Bros. This is the closest you've ever been with a teammate on this level. It's an emotional dynamic. It carries on into 2023 with a little less passion. Heartbreak in inevitable. Some days you wanna make sure he's okay, other days you hope he suffers. You wanna break his leg- quick and aggressively, he wants to beat your skull in. You'll film a Bus Bros episode that weekend and pretend you didn't openly say that in an interview. You mindlessly believe it will be resolved, that you two can fix it when it falls apart. Scott is a realist, saying you're a limited duo. You're both too egotistical to believe you're wrong is what he says.

2023 wraps up and it's your worst season finish. What happened to Penske perfection? You were bigger than the whole sky, a demon on ovals. You were everything Penske represented. Scott's making you soft. What happened to your perfection that people said was impossible? Scott is not only your best friend, but your teammate. And he's starting to win. He's the friend you held as close as your enemies until you realized he was just like them. Coming into the 2024 season, you unfollow everyone. Rumors are spiraling and you end Bus Bros, quietly taking down the merch site. Scott refuses to answer questions besides saying to ask you about it.

It's the streets of St. Pete, Penske has an illegal car- you all know about it. You and Scott get a 1-2. Podiums are publicity, everyone has their eyes on you. Be as cordial as you can, you'll crop him out of your photos later on instagram.

The cooldown room is more tense, Scott refuses to sit by you. The cars illegal, they figure it out in Long Beach. The St. Pete 1-2 gets stripped away from you. Scott sees things level and you're hungry only for another win, to be seen as the winner you once were. The Barber press conference is an embarrassment for you, you're spilling your guts on a white table while cameras flash. Scott admits to it and takes subtle digs at you in an interview. (x,x)

Scott takes pole position at the 500. Scott leads the most laps. But you won. Your hunger motivated you and here it is, the proof you're better. You lost your best friend for it. you're the first back to back Indy 500 race winner since 2001-2002. People are calling you the villain. This is how it ends. Scott makes fun of you during your speech, "I still love you my bus bro." And thats how it ends. You're still cropping eachother out of posts. You seldomly talk. It's not over though, and it never will be.

Oh and Will Power is there.

[overtake]

every time i remember that gifset of daniel laughing and talking pre-race with max and his dad in spa 2014 and realize that max saw daniel win his third race and red bull's 50th race live and IN PERSON....like daniel must have seemed so cool and larger than life. and then come to find out a few weeks later it's max's test and he had made a welcome video for him. like...it's too much they're TOO MUCH.

This response got ludicrously long.

It’s such “fated to be in each other’s lives forever” shit. It’s always been Max and Daniel. In 2011, before Max was even a red bull junior. In 2014 at spa, ahead of Max being announced for toro rosso. In video form at his super license drive, when Max being his future teammate wouldn’t have even been thought in Daniel’s mind. The things Max got to see Daniel achieve and dream that he might have that and more, and the hot guy doing it is paying attention to him.

He wins that race and backs him, saying he couldn’t have done what he’s about to do and saying Max has the talent to be there… I just know it was good to hear that the man you just watched on the podium believes you deserve this oppprtunity. And if he wasn’t ready at your age and is sitting in front of you a three time winner, what can you achieve by his age?

Obviously, Max has never needed other people’s validation on his skill. He knew he could be successful and had no issue staring his naysayers down. He’s a cactus, not a delicate orchid. You cannot kill him. Your opinions mean nothing to him if you are not in his inner circle (though Daniel certainly worked his way into being someone whose opinion Max holds, hears, and values).

But still, it has to be nice to hear back then that there are people with achievements you want who believe you’re capable of getting there. Even the most brave-faced sixteen year old (with a father who tries to toughen his emotional resolve by saying he will never be anything more than a truck driver) still appreciates having someone believe in him, even if he doesn’t need the validation.

I think people tend to wrongly characterize young Max as some delicate friendless loser and Daniel was the only person to ever show him kindnesses etc etc etc. Max is extremely confident and never relied on Daniel to build self-worth or whatever pathetic way people try to write him. But he always just glowed around him — textbook of that first crush that makes you have the italics “oh. oh” moment. It’s very apparent that Daniel meant a lot to Max as a teammate and that the two of them just liked being around each other, such an anomaly for that era of f1 (ex: like they mentioned in on the sofa 2017, Lewis, — who had been busy with the life altering downfall of his relationship with Nico — was in awe of Max and Daniel and asked for the scholarship of how they got along so well).

It’s so clear that this draw between them started for Max so early from just the way he looks at Daniel on that phone, shy and not knowing quite what to say, and his gaze lingering on it even after it stops playing with that smile. He has to tear his attention away to say his sweet little praise of Daniel. Daniel respected Max as a serious competitor from day one with his quotes about Max’s talents, and that already meant something to Max — but then he also went ahead and liked Max and was kind to Max in a time where he was drenched in doubters.

It’s a great tragedy that we will never know what it would’ve been like to see the two of them in a car that could compete for championships. Obviously tensions would have altered their relationship (I mean, the Renault engine frustration and natural increase in rivalry as it became Max’s team already meant their relationship improved post-leaving), but I’m going to be delusional and think that they never could have hated each other in that bone-deep way because they like each other in a way that is so natural that it feels encoded in their DNA.

Things would have gotten messy as competitive battles do, with many a wall punched and inflammatory quotes in the media pen — especially as Daniel would have to reckon with the inevitability of Max being a generational talent whose already sharp elbows in their early days only doled out more hits on the road to WDC. It’d be claws out, teeth bared tension.

Still, I employ my delusion to say that in that universe, at the end of their careers, they could sit on Daniel’s farm and still enjoy being around each other — like Daniel said in 2019, they had a heated rivalry and pushed each other, but there was always respect. At the end of the day, Max has never stopped looking at Daniel outside the track with anything but effusive love, and Daniel is always there looking back with his mouth open and ready to make Max laugh — and I genuinely believe they would have cared enough about each other to keep their fight contained to the environment and time period and rebuild anything lost when it’s all said and done.

It’s the eternal thesis of them, that everyone has said a million times over: they like each other so much, so genuinely, without a veneer of fakeness and PR to it. They’d like each other in any universe in any conditions, even ones where they were built to hate each other. There could still be fighting and resentment and cold shoulders, but they are not built to hate each other, and that’s why I like them so much.

[tgmsunmontue]

You need to learn how to fall 7/10

Hangster (and IceMav) - Bradley is too tall to be a naval aviator and instead becomes a sky diver, specialising in spin recovery. He is a civilian contractor to the military to teach pilots how to survive parachute spins from ejections. A more in-depth version of this post.

PROLOGUE 2003-2006 2007-2010 2011-2015 2016+ ~2019

>>Bradley

>>Jake

                The messages start off sporadic, and he’s unsure how to respond, which tone he should use, because there’s the casual work-related and simply friendly messages, then there’s the flirty ones, and then, then, there’s downright pornographic messages going into detail what Jake would like to do to him. With him. He’s never backed off a challenge though and he can go toe-to-toe so he sends back an equal mix of messages, some bland and mundane, others his innermost fantasies. They’re soon messaging multiple times a day, sleepy early-morning selfies, photos of lunches, short videos.

…             …             …

>>You don’t walk like a man in the Navy, your hips have this roll to them and it drives me fucking wild watching it.

…             …             …

>>Had a jump today, someone passed out while falling. Scariest fucking thing I’ve dealt with in a while.

…             …             …

                A package arrives after about three months, and Bradley hadn’t mentioned sending him anything, but he knows it’s not from his mom. Bradley had mentioned helping bake some shortbread, lemon and rosemary; Jake had said he’d love to try it sometime and now… if he’s not mistaken, there are some sitting in a little container on his kitchen bench and he gets to try some. There’s a return address and he quickly adds it to the information under Bradley’s contact in his phone. The shortbread is delicious and he sends a quick selfie to Bradley of him taking a bite with the words thank you underneath.

…             …             …

>>Teaching has given me a new appreciation for how dumb some people are. I feel like I need to go and apologize to my high school teachers.

…             …             …

>>Your tongue drives me to distraction. When you’re flicking a toothpick I can’t help but wonder what you’d do with my cock.

…             …             …

>>Have I told you recently how much I don’t like sweet potato?

…             …             …

                Jake hasn’t had this much fun flirting with someone in a long time, just this continuous banter back and forth. It hasn’t reverted to dick-pics or sexting or anything more than some pretty explicit messages sent and received out of the blue. Younger him would have been impatient, but he’s now enjoying the journey. Looks forward to the little peeks into Bradley’s day just as much as he looks forward to reading how he might turn Bradley on. It’s all sorts of sweet and different and he can’t wait to see Bradley again.

…             …             …

>>Can I take you out to dinner next time you’re in town?

>>Think I’d be pretty disappointed if you didn’t.

…             …             …

                Ice calls him, tells him Mav is missing and his entire world freezes. They know nothing for certain, but he was flying, and then… something classified which Ice can’t divulge, but then he’s saying Mav might be alive, but simply lost, but they have no idea where and Bradley cannot fucking deal with this right now. He’s the one with PLBs sewn into his fucking jump-suits, he cannot believe the US Navy hasn’t done something similar for one of their pilots, let alone an entire fucking plane. How do they lose a pilot and a plane? Then Ice sends him a link to an unexplained explosion and he’s glad he’s already sitting down. Fuck. He thinks he might throw up.

                Then Ice is standing in the doorway, phone pressed to his ear, expression serious as he nods and says something Bradley cannot hear through the thick air he feels surrounded by.

                “He’s alive.”

                His heart beats.

                Slowly the air returns to something less solid and he can breathe again.

                “Thank fuck. God, I could kill him.”

                “Get in line… think I just aged another decade.”

                “You look good for a man nearing his second century, what with all the extra decades Mav must have added…”

                “I definitely feel that old some days.”

…             …             …

                Bradley’s time to return to Corpus Christi is quickly approaching and he’s feeling excited to see him again. He’s not expecting the papers that he’s handed, he’s mid-assignment, not expecting sudden redeployment and he opens them slowly.

                A special detachment.

                Advice to visit any family with two days of special leave.

                What the fuck.

                He’d otherwise be excited and rearing to go, but Bradley is meant to be flying into Corpus Christi in forty-eight hours. They’re meant to be getting dinner. The irony that he’s got to report to North Island in four days isn’t lost on him. Fuck. Can they not catch a break? Whatever this special detachment is, is going to be risky, otherwise the strong suggestion of visiting family wouldn’t be there coupled with the leave in which to make it happen.

                He has a choice.

                He could skip over seeing his family just to see Bradley. Or he could wait another couple of weeks because Bradley will be in North Island after his two weeks in Corpus Christi finishes. He might not be in North Island in two weeks, but he might never see his family again and as much as he wants to see Bradley, he needs to see his family.

                Fuck this mature adult bullshit.

                He picks up his phone and presses call, something they’ve never done before and it might break his resolve but he doesn’t want to put this through text on a screen.

                “Hi… This is new.”

                “Hi,” Jake says, and Bradley sounds good, relaxed and happy. So good.

                “What are you up to?”

                “Nothing. You?”

                “I’m about to get in a plane and jump out of it with a person strapped to me.”

                “You know, I think I might want to try it some time,” he says, and he means it, thinks he’d enjoy the rush, and the idea of being strapped to Bradley also holds a certain appeal.

                “Yeah? You let me know the time and place and I’ll take you up.”

                “Really?”

                “Of course. And I don’t want to rush you, but was there a special reason for a call? I’m kind of on a time crunch.”

                “Yeah. I just got new orders.”

                “Oh?”

                “I’ve been called in for a special detachment, and you would not believe where I’m going. At least to start with…”

                “North Island…”

                “Yeah.”

                “Talk about crap timing.”

                “Yeah. I’ve been given special leave to visit family,” Jake says, and he has no idea if Bradley knows what that might mean. He knows his dad was a pilot, but he’s been dead since Bradley was a toddler and he’s only had Bradley refer to his uncles raising him.

                “Fuck.”

                Okay. He knows.

                “I mean, I could stay here –”

                “No. Jake. You have to go and see your family. If they’ve granted you that leave it’s for a damned good reason. Fuck. Okay. So. I might see you in North Island after all. If you’re here in a couple of weeks that is…”

                “Yeah. Wild horses couldn’t drag me away.”

                “Only the US Navy.”

…             …             …

                His family are happy to see him, his mom organizing a quick family gathering and he’s grateful for the opportunity to see as many of his extended family as possible, although he hates the niggling in the back of his mind that resolves into telling his mom to take lots of photos. She looks close to tears, but she does as he asks, and his father grips his shoulder every time he brushes past. They all know what special leave means.

…             …             …

                He savors the messages more now, studies each of the photos that Jake sends him, asks questions about the other people in the photos. Even has a video call when Jake’s parents apparently insist on meeting whoever it is that Jake keeps messaging. Every moment he’s not intent on teaching and training he’s messaging Jake, hoping that he stays in North Island long enough for him to get back there and scared he won’t be.

…             …             …

                Jake’s been in North Island for ten days, and it’s been intense. Terrifying with what is expected of them, but still so exhilarating. This is why he became a naval aviator, why he worked so hard. There are just other things he’s realized he’d also like in his life. He looks at the house and it’s far bigger than he imagined Bradley having. Or needing. Maybe he shares with some others. The lights are on, he can see someone moving around inside and his stomach won’t stop swooping in anticipation. He knows Bradley gets in this evening, although he’s not sure of the exact time; not wanting to ask specifics for fear of showing his hand, wants to surprise him and also doesn’t want to wait longer before seeing him again.

                Jakes wipes his hands on his jeans, nervous. He’s gone from wanting something quick and dirty with Bradley to wanting… well, he still wants quick and dirty, he’s not a eunuch, however he also wants to take him to dinner and listen to him talk passionately about military free fall physics. Wants to bring him coffee the mornings after the quick and dirty. And its mornings plural, because he’s realized over the last few months (and maybe years?) that once is likely not going to be enough. Feel the fear and do it anyway, that’s how the saying goes right?

                He knocks on the door and waits, imagines what Bradley might be wearing, the look on his face as Jake surprises him with his appearance on his doorstep rather than at dinner tomorrow.

                He does not imagine Captain Maverick Mitchell. Although he definitely looks surprised.

                “Lieutenant. What are you doing here?”

                “Uh. Captain Mitchell.”

                “Yes. How did you get this address?”

                “Uh. I’m looking for Doctor Bradshaw.”

                “Bradley? Why?”

                Jake purses his lips, shrugs and nods because at least it’s Bradley he’s looking for. It’s a good sign that Maverick at least knows who he’s talking about, but that he called him by his first name is a bit unnerving. Maverick still looks just as confused to see him and Jake’s trying to formulate the best way to say he’s just here to see Bradley…

                “I just wanted to see him, sir.”

                Maverick stares at him for an age that just seems to drag before his eyes widen with potential realization and Jake hopes he doesn’t blush.

                “Oh. I didn’t realize you knew Bradley…”

                “Pete, who is it?”

                Holy shit.

                Admiral Kazansky.

                Jake swallows. Whose house is this? Maybe Bradshaw is currently staying with them as a guest? Maybe he’s been given the wrong address as a prank? That would be pretty humiliating. And cruel given that it’s in front of his CO and the COMPACFLT. But he can’t be a guest if he calls San Diego home. He didn’t think Bradley was cruel, had felt that their back-and-forth texting and phone calls were building toward something. But he only threw Maverick out of the Hard Deck ten nights ago and Bradley unintentionally gave him this address nearly two months ago. Maybe he’s moved? His brain can't make sense of anything.

                “Lieutenant.”

                He’s not in uniform, and Admiral Kazansky knows his face enough to know who he is and his rank. He has no idea how to feel about that.

                “Admiral Kazansky sir.”

                “He’s after Bradley,” Maverick provides, and he’s stepping away from the front door, like he’s inviting Jake in, but Jake can’t move.

                “He’s not home yet. His plane is probably still in the air.”

                They know Bradley. They know his schedule, they’re saying he isn’t home. So, this isn’t the wrong address. It explains nothing though.

                “Come in Lieutenant,” Admiral Kazansky states, at the same time Maverick says;

                “Well, you better come in.”

                He was just about to suggest he come back later, however he’s just been invited and sort-of ordered to come in and he nods jerkily, his body stepping forward of it’s own volition.

                “Thank you sir.”

                “You can call me Tom, or Iceman if the first name is a step too far. Just at home. It’s nice to meet you. I’ve heard a bit about you.”

                Fuck. What has he heard exactly?

                He nods again, takes a deep breath to settle the shakiness in his limbs, takes off his shoes, doesn’t think about what the Admiral said, implying that he’d be here, in this home, more than right now. Follows after Maverick to the lounge area and he looks around the room and sees photos, lots of photos and he feels his hairline suddenly prickle with sweat. There’s younger Bradley with Maverick, Bradley and Maverick and Admiral Kazansky on what looks like his promotion ceremony to COMPACFLT and he’s starting to see the picture the photos are painting and it’s making him nervous but it’s also answering so many questions.

NEXT PART (no time jump)

[sophietv]

It's not about kaylor but I really want to know about the song all too well. Who is it about? I think Jake G was PR. And the lyrics doesn't fit the Taymily narrative either. This song and the relationship seems very important to her. It hurt her badly. I am asking you because you always make very informative and reliable post that makes sense and closest to the truth.

Also who is Dear John about? Is it really John Mayer? Her only straight relationship I believe in is Joe Jonas.

Hi!

Thank you sooo much for saying that! It means a lot. I really can't claim that my theories are always 1000% right, but I do make a lot of research before posting, and try to cross check everything.

2. I must admit that when you asked the question, I did not have real solid theories or evidence to give you. I was even bending toward telling you that the song might be about Lizz since the timestamp of the song on Spotiy is 5:27 = Lizz birthday.

3. Considering that Taylor wrote this during Speak Now Era and that Lizz was present during that Era, well it doesn't fit the narrative of the song being about a relationship that has ended some time ago. And also, it would have been really weird to write this song during rehearsal where Lizz was present, if it was about her...

But thanks to you! I did a lot of research to try and find evidences (I read all the timelines but I'm not that well verse in what came before Kaylor and Swiftgron).

I asked what my groupchat thought about this.

Re-read the Taymily Masterpost (X)

Read and watched Taymily interviews

And now! I can say with more confidence, that I'm pretty sure this song is about Emily Poe, her fiddle player that worked with her from 2006-2008.

Now. Here's the evidences:

First. As pointed out by my group chat, the song does not seem to fit Tayliz dynamic. It seems to be talking about a complicated relationship with someone older.

As by the lyrics "you said if we were closer in age, maybe it would have been fine"

So first thing I did is look back as to when it was written.

Here's a piece of interview I found:

Thanks to this post: (X)

We know that she wrote it during her reheasal in 2011.

Because here's when David Cook started working with her:

And here's the date of his first show in the Phillipines:

February 2011....

Then, I did a little digging on what was going on with Emily at the time:

And oh does it get interesting!!

Here's an Emily's interview I found (X)

And here's what she was doign in February 2011!!! (I'm excited of the evidence I've found, does it show lol) :

"Two thousand eleven was a big year for me. I became engaged in February, graduated law school in May, took the bar in July, and Eli and I were married in November.”

What did Taylor said?: "I was feeling terrible about what was going on in my personal life"

What if she just learned about Emily's engagement???

And to make it even more interesting. Here's a journal entry with the first lyrics of All Too Well:

Confirming that it was written in 2011.

This is inchteresting.

But it gets better!

Because, before last year, Emily's Pinterest was public. And on her wedding board, she did save a picture with a red scarf....

It's not Emily, it's just a picture that she had saved in her Pinterest. Thanks to Kate for giving me this!

But what if the red scarf was really just to tie the song to Jake???

Here's another interesting thing I've found in the Taymily timeline:

This letter is from the video she made to Emily when she left, with everyone having "I love you Emily" signs.

It says:

“Emily– I feel as if our relationship has been taken to the next level over the past few months and with much contemplation I decided I would bestow upon you one of my most prized possession: my flamingo bandana. This is a 3rd generation family heirloom and i suggest you frame it. I think it will look perfect in your apartment with the cat pillows. Enjoy”

Inchteresting....is the red scarf a bandana??

Also. We know that All Too Well was really significant for Taylor and that for a long time, she was not able to sing it without crying...

So it's about a relationship that had a big impact on her life.

Very recently. Like in June, Taylor performed the song Breathe as a surprise song and very clearly cried during that performance.

The next day, we learned that the day before the show, Emily did this post on Facebook:

Breathe was heavily rumored to be about Emily back when Fearless came out. But Colbie confirmed it with Fealess Taylor's Version in an interview when she said that it was about something that was going on with one of Taylor's band membre.

So yeah... this would make way more sense being about Emily and having Taylor be emotional singing it for a long time.

Than the song being about a relationship that lasted 3 months.

Of course I can't know for sure for all her relationships...

But most of them I believe was PR. Like the one she had with Jake.

Thanks for the question! It was really interesting doing all those research!

ADDITION!! : It just hit me but! The line "And you call me up again just to break me like a promise"

Fits perfectly with Emily calling her to tell her about the engagement! omg...

SECOND ADDITION: This morning when I woke up, I thought about two things that points to Emily!

1. Taylor turned 21 in 2010, 2 months before writing All Too Well.

"And you call me later and say sorry I didn't make it and I say I'm sorry too" from The Moment I Knew

to two months later:

"And you called me up again just to break me like a promise"

2. The night Taylor sang Breathe and looked devastated after Emily's Facebook post. She also sang All Too Well looking REALLY MAD.

People have all noted it.

Look: (X)

This solidifies even more that All Too Well is about Emily for me...

[vechter]

I don’t know a lot about f1 but I’m curious about 36 and 37 💕 (hi vech!!!)

blue ily for sending bc it's just an excuse for me to talk about this sport <333

36. what were some of your favourite races?

ok so for this year, it has to be brazil. max verstappen masterclass. GENERATIONAL DRIVE. it was magical... i was genuinely UNWELL because i couldn't believe i was getting to see history being made like that. i teared up when he won

canada 2011 bc it's another comeback race plus jenson button is endearing 2 me

spain 2016 bc it's max's first win and brazil 2016 bc it cemented his legacy as one of the best ever... magical. i watch this video every few weeks and get chills still

austria, silverstone and germany 2019 (it looks like i only like wet races but i prommy that's not true... i just love when people can, in no way or form, deny just how fucking good max is and rain is the biggest equalizer)

turkey 2020... lewis hamilton domination!!! max flopped :( but we got so much good content from this... lance pole, the seb and lewis moment and ofc, lewis's seventh title

there are races from 2021 but i've repressed so much of that szn because it was genuinely an emotional roller coaster... i was fighting for my life every week. idk how i survived it

all of 2023 fr... life was so good and easy. perfect fusion of man & machine. max just kept winning and breaking records

37. Is there a race win that really touched you and why?

ahhh. recency bias is real bc brazil 2024 was just such a... relief. max's car had been flopping, he hadn't won like in the last 10 races, the fia hated him, his team was a shit-show, he was starting p17... so to see him win, with a banger opening lap where he made up like 9 places, and then how he kept making the right calls, keeping the car in line when everybody else was spinning off and struggling. it just meant a lot to me because it also meant a LOT to him

similar to this, silverstone 2024 and monaco 2024 because it was just so evident how much those wins meant to lewis and charles

otherwise, abu dhabi 2021 (controversial asf lmao) because it secured max's first championship. along the same lines, spain 2016 because it was max's first win... imagine your whole life is spent chasing this dream and then, it becomes reality... all that sacrifice and hard work... losing out on everything else because you were just living and breathing racing your entire childhood... ahhhhhhh

malaysia 2017, monza 2019, monza 2020 and turkey 2020 too <3

come ask me f1 stuff <3

[evanox]

THEH RELEASED A TEASWR FOR THE NEW PJO SERIES!!!! IM THROWING UPPPO I LOVE ITTTTT

alright I’m calm now (lie)

So when you first sent this many months ago, I didn't know there was a trailer so I only found out through your ask. I was so, so incredibly excited when I watched it I didn't know how to put that excitement into words and thus couldn't get to your ask right away. Then I kept forgetting, and then forgetfulness turned into embarrassment because how could I answer this ask after leaving it for so long? In light of Rick Riordan's recent statement on the Palestinian genocide, however, I think there's no better time to get back to this ask than now. Do forgive me for using your dust-laden ask as a chance to vent out my frustration.

PJO was a huge part of my childhood; it was my introduction to fandom life as I set up my tumblr back in 2015 and followed any cool PJO blog I could find while also making my own shitposts. All of my first online friends were people I found through PJO, some of whom I'm still friends with to this day. Even as I started losing interest and distanced myself from the fandom, I still found myself seeking out PJO/PJO-inspired rp blogs to join because that's how much I loved the world of demigods.

So you can imagine how excited I was to hear that there's a more faithful adaptation of the series, one that Riordan himself approved of (unlike the-movie-that-shall-not-be-named). You can also imagine how Rick has very much fallen from my eyes, as has anyone who still puts him up on a pedestal and chooses to support him, after his statement.

When you don't know enough about something, the reasonable thing to do is A. educate yourself before speaking out on it, or B. literally just shut up. I find it very ironic how Rick made sure to establish at the very start of his statement that he's just too busy for social media, so busy he does not "read posts, reply to posts, or share [his] thoughts about world events," but I guess he still finds himself qualified to step up and preach about what's happening in Palestine. Palestinian journalists have lost their lives documenting Israel's atrocities (before and after October 7); families can no longer grieve in peace because they have to hold up their dead children before cameras in hopes that people will think we deserve basic human rights; after everything everyone has done to amplify their voices, I do not know he could come up with a take this bad. Maybe if Rick took a nice proper scroll through social media before taking on the moral high ground, he'd be singing a different tune.

He claims that fanmail was his window to both sides of the conflict but it's hard to believe he's been receiving mail from many Palestinian and Israeli children in the past 18 years when his contact information from as far back as 2011 mentions that his writing schedule had gotten too intense to keep up with fanmail, and his most recent contact information page says he's straight up not accepting fanmail anymore, physical or otherwise (I assume that was back in 2019-2020 since he mentioned remote work and safety measure related to the pandemic, but I could be wrong). Call me cynical but it's hard to take seriously his implication that children of both sides have come to him about losing family members to violence and waking up to the sound of gunshots and bombs when I've had to watch Israeli settlers take to tiktok along with their kids to make a mockery out of Palestinian suffering and flex having the basic resources Palestinians have no access to, while every video update filmed by Palestinians is backed by the sound of military surveillance drones hovering over their heads night and day. Israeli settlers get to make cutesy tiktoks about looking for gluten-free flour while Palestinian kids are digging for their toys under the rubble of their homes and gathering in hundreds and thousands to beg for a few spoonfuls of soup. The only bread they could bake is from the fire fed by debris from the wreckage of their homes. Yeah, both sides sure are suffering the same hell :((

"If there are two sides to this issue, those sides are not Palestinian/Israeli or Muslim/Jewish. The two sides are humanitarian and dehumanizing." Actually, there are two sides to this and they're "genocidal illegal ethnostate" and "native people who were minding their business in their own land, welcomed survivors of the Holocaust with open arms, only to find themselves getting pushed out of their homes for the coming century." Not choosing a side (or preaching about how you're on the side of humanitarianism) puts you on the side of oppressor, period.

"It is easy to point to atrocities committed by our enemies, while justifying or minimizing the atrocities committed by ourselves or our allies." Boy you're outta your mind if you think anything committed by Palestinian resistance is in any way, shape, or form equitable to Israel's crimes in the past 75 years. It's hilarious how he can admit that what Israel is committing is genocide but goes on to say that Israel deserves "security and support," but I guess Hamas isn't deserving of the same sentiment when it retaliates to 75 years of terrorism and ethnic cleansing. The best Palestinians deserve is "international aid," not like the very Israel you support has been blocking off any aid people have been trying to get into Palestine.

"If violence could end violence, if we could put an end to 'those other people' once and for all, human history would read very differently than it does," has the same energy as going bUt mArTiN LuThEr KiNg Jr BeLiEvEd iN nOnViOLeNcE while actively ignoring that he did end up getting assassinated at the end of the day, and also the fact that his message of nonviolence has gotten distorted over the years to villainize those who resist in a way that disturbs white peace a lil too much.

Never mind the fact that peaceful resistance has never paid off against Israel. Never mind the fact that Israel has been using "Hamas hides behind civilians!!!" excuse to blow up hospitals, schools, refugee camps, and homes when in reality they don't know jackshit about where Hamas is, and every claim at knowing the location of their bases turned out to be a ridiculously stupid lie. Never mind the fact that Israel has admitted to killing its own people because "they kinda looked like Palestinian civilians ig lol" and they're just too trigger-happy. Does that sound like a "country" that gives a horse's ass about peace to you?

And just like that, he goes back to promoting his book and talking about his trip in the same blog post, like talking about Palestine/Israel is a chore he checks off his list to make sure we all know what a good guy he is.

So yeah, I am sad that I won't be able to enjoy a show I was so looking forward to (and it does look really good), but I am a Muslim Palestinian before I am a fan, and we're all human at the end of the day. You have to be a special kind of ignorant (or racist, or straight-up heartless) to see what we've already seen and still preach about "peace (and a two-state solution teehee)<33" being the only acceptable solution.

Maybe it's because I don't have as many PJO mutuals as I did back in late 2010s, but I haven't really seen many people speak out about this on tumblr which is why I think it's still worth talking about even when this isn't the type of post I'd normally write. Please boycott the show (or like do me a favor and block me/don't put that shit on my dash if we're mutuals). I've always admired Riordan as a kid so the least he could do is pull his head out of the ground and take a proper good look at what's actually happening in the world.

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[heavenforblog1111]

Art of Dying in one of my favorite bands and Raining is in my opinion the best song by the band released in 2011. There are different versions of the song and one of the versions of the song features Adam Gontier. Art of Dying dedcated the song to Adam and his former band 'Three Days Grace' which had been a major influence for them. Song Meaning Well, it is hard to exactly pin point what the singer is talking about since I couldn't find a source which exactly spoke about what the singer is dealing with. I believe one can look at the song and see how it relates to their life. This is my interpretation of the song and I could be wrong about it. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SRzykGmFemo 'Raining inside' is simile used by the singer to explain how his situation is. It is definitely not a comfortable situation to be in. Now the starting verse is about being so high that one is scared to look down. The singer could be talking about dr*g issues that he is dealing with. Dr*gs make you feel high and you are scared of how it would be when you come down. It could be about something else who knows. The song is about dealing with bad feelings probably depression, despair, anxiety etc. Usually in such a state, a person is scared to live life and be the way that he is. One does not want to deal with the outside world and prefers to be locked in. I believe these are things that do happen once in a while with everyone in life. Video link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3b9ru-Q_L1c In the end, the song is positive because the person is hopeful that the situation he is in right now will end sooner or later. Being in depression feels terrible and its almost like if the tough time will last forever but, eventually things become better with time. Its always possible to overcome the situation that one is dealing with. So, this is what the song 'Raining' is all about.

[mythomars]

You can just start anywhere

I started with the new lines but I too am a Cyclops lover so I’d recommend

Children of the Atom- 1991. For his and the X-Men First Class’ backstories

Cyclops- 2001. Genuinely my favorite issues. It’s just Cyclops going on a learning trip. Idk I just really enjoyed it.

Cyclops- 2011. This one is just really silly. It’s about Scott learning to have fun again kinda and it’s bright and cartoony.

X-Men ‘97 comic line- 2024. It’s still running. It’s a prequel to the show and it’s all the X-Men in the show. Still very fun.

I believe that’s all I’ve read so far but really all you have to do is just jump in. If you don’t understand something it’ll either explain it in comic or there’s plenty of videos you can watch on it. Just start its fun :DD

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[masongrizchel]

Day 209 of 365

Last night, I was given the chance to be left alone at the laboratory. My other colleague went to work, while the other went to see his girlfriend. The former will come by after his office hours. So I was browsing some clips on YouTube. I started watching some interviews with Seth Macfarlane, then Tom Cruise, Jackie Chan, and then I was hooked with the interview and video clips of Conan O'Brien.

Conan O'Brien's interviews and his out-of-country visit were hilarious. It made me not notice the time. I continuously browsed clips of one of the famous talk show hosts until I reached his commencement speech to the Darmouth College class of 2011. There were notable quotes that I badly needed to hear, and they surprised me.

"It is okay if what you perceived four years ago might not be what it is to become."

Which gave me the perfect opportunity to look back at one of my greatest decisions back in 2015. Entering graduate school immediately after graduation. It is one of my biggest and most remarkable decisions that, at some point in my life, I keep regretting. Fortunately, it gave my heart to physics. I was wholeheartedly engaged in the field. It made me wiser, for better or for worse. At first, I imagined that I would be able to finish my program (optimistically) in two years. However, that changed entirely along the way. Looking at where I am right now, It is, in fact, approaching my 8th year. It is not what I perceived; it is not what I became.

"In 2000, I told graduates not to be afraid to fail, and I still tell them not to be afraid to fail, and I still believe that. But today, I tell you that whether you fear it or not, disappointment will come. The beauty is that through disappointment you gain clarity, and with clarity comes conviction and true originality."

Which is true; along the journey of my graduate school, a lot of disappointment came. I have failed so much. I fell multiple times. It seems that disappointment and rejection have become part of my everyday life. I feared it most. But eventually, it came. It parted on my system.

"It is our failure to become our perceived idea that ultimately defines us and makes us unique. It is not easy, but if you accept your misfortune and handle it right, your perceived failure can be a catalyst for profound re-invention."

I have become lost lately and have lost my motivation from time to time. I can't accept the fact that I am still in graduate school and still getting the degree that I was supposed to get 3-5 years ago. I look at different circumstances in my life where I became disadvantaged, unlike my financially stable peers. There have been relatively tragic events in my past years. However, I have to admit that it is part of life. What I can do right now is re-draw my goals, get this goddamn degree, and move forward. And build myself up to become the best version.

[aro-absol]

What a great video! I put the transcript that YouTube provides under the cut (Transcriber: Gabriella Chihan Stanley Reviewer: Denise RQ). I just edited the time stamps out and changed the format a little for better legibility.

On a warm and sunny day in 2011, I stood in a crowd of a million people in central London for the Royal Wedding of Prince William and Kate Middleton. Conducting interviews with those around me, I was struck by their great joy and optimism about the future; not just the future of William and Kate, but their own future as well. Several people talked about how the fact that Kate Middleton is a commoner, meant that anyone can marry a prince. (Laughter) As one woman in the crowd told me: "This girl is becoming a princess today, and that's part of the excitement. "I wonder what she thought this morning when she got up and shaved her legs." (Laughter) "Oh, I'm becoming a princess!" (Laughter) She went on: "Kate Middleton grew up normal, like us! Everyone dreams of marrying a prince. We all dream about it." Like this woman, I too, grew up on stories of true love and happily ever after.

[Someday my prince will come]

I would watch Disney's Cinderella and Snow White as if they were instructions manuals (Laughter) - Yes! - (Laughter) on how to go from being poor and downtrodden to that white castle in the sky. When I was young I was certain that I too would ride off into the sunset with someone who would lead me into a better, more secure future. (Sigh) But I hate to tell you... by the time of the Royal Wedding, I no longer believed that love would save me. When it comes to romance, my heart long ago turned to stone.

[Romance under a microscope]

But wait! I got this way not from love gone wrong, in fact, I have the best partner on earth. I got this way because of what I do for a living: I'm a professor, and I've been teaching a course on the sociology of heterosexuality for two decades now. I'm also writing a book about romance that is taking me everywhere from the Royal Wedding to vampire tourism in Italy (Laughter) to interviewing over a hundred young people in North America who were planning their own weddings. And teaching and writing about romance for all these years has taught me a few things. The first thing I learned about romance is that is thoroughly modern. It's not that there weren't earlier ideas of romance like Guinevere and Lancelot, or Romeo and Juliet, but if you think about it, these romantic stories did not occur in marriage. It was about a knight and his Lady, but she was married to her Lord. Or stories about going against your family's wishes, like Romeo and Juliet. In any case, let's just say, these pre-modern love stories generally, didn't end well. (Laughter) Our contemporary notion of romantic love, that we will find our better future when we see our one true love across a crowded room, that we will feel butterflies in our stomach, that when we kiss, fireworks will go off behind us, and then we will get married, and live with that person happily ever after, that's such a thoroughly modern idea you can't even find it before the 1800s. I would actually date the start of modern romance somewhere around 1850, probably around the time when this woman, Esther Howland, started making Valentine's Day cards in Worcester, Massachusetts.

[Mass produced emotions]

Although never married herself (Laughter) Ms. Howland's Valentine's Day cards represent the most important thing we need to know about romantic love: it was born alongside capitalism. Capitalism commodified our authentic human emotions into something we could buy. Ever since Ms. Howland started her business, capitalism and romance have been in bed together.

[Romance is the opiate of the masses]

The story of capitalism then, has always been a love story. Capitalism sells us an ideology: romance, that makes us ignore material reality in favor of fantasy. Most people who've studied capitalism, haven't paid much attention to romance: Karl Marx thought that capitalism happened because the modes of production changed, Max Weber thought that capitalism happened because of protestantism and this radical idea that God might actually want us to make a profit. But the truth is capitalism wouldn't have had a chance, had it not been for romance. Capitalism and romance worked together like a well-oiled machine. This machine, let's call it Love Inc., convinces us to work hard now for some future payoff, but the payoff we learned to want is not necessarily more money and more material goods, but meeting our one true love and living happily ever after. We just have to buy the right toothpaste, the right clothing, the right engagement ring, the right wedding dress, or even watch the right TED talk to make that future happen. (Laughter)

[Birds don't fall in love]

The second thing I learned about modern romance is it's not natural. (Laughter) Cole Porter told us that birds do it, bees do it, even educated fleas do it (Laughter) but I doubt it. We have to learn to believe that romantic love is our path to happiness just as we have to learn to believe in one god over another. No one is born wanting a white wedding dress, average cost about 1,300 dollars, (Laughter) a diamond ring about 5,600 dollars, or gifts and cards for Valentine's Day. Annual amount spent in the United States: 17.6 billion dollars. We have to be taught to want these things. We learn how to fall in love with each other and from our culture, from movies, love songs, romance novels. We even learned how to fall in love from our governments in the form of laws, who gets to be married, who doesn't, what rights and privileges go along with that. And of course, we learned to believe in romance because we exist in an economy that depends on romance to sell us stuff.

[Romance provides a smokescreen]

This leads me to the third thing I've learned about romance. It's difficult to take a look at the ideological work it's doing because it hides behind this smoke screen of claiming that romantic love is natural, that love is all we need, and anyone can fall in love. Romance is propaganda like any other ideology, little slogans that we say to each other like "love is blind" that trick us into feeling optimistic about our futures so we don't pay much attention to things like the distribution of wealth or the environment. (Laughter) Love is not blind. When we look at marriage in the US we see that people almost never marry outside their class, and rarely marry outside their race. In the US today, marriage has primarily become a sign of distinction, a status symbol, like wearing a Rolex watch. But it's also an optional one, that's primarily for college-educated people who are also whiter and wealthier than the population. A minority of adult Americans are married and even fewer people are married in Europe. Not only that, but white weddings are costing more now than ever.

[Love is not free]

The average cost of a wedding in the US has been rising despite the ongoing economic recession and it's now 30,000 dollars. You can double or even triple that in big cities like New York where the average wedding is now 86,000 dollars. To put that into perspective, the median household income in the US is about 52,000 dollars, and for a black family is about 38,000 dollars.

[The "traditional" family] Even if you find your one true love, and you have that perfect wedding, romantic love rarely leads to the happily ever after of the ideal family. In the US, since the end of World War II there was this dream of getting married, buying a house in the suburbs, having 2.3 kids and a white picket fence. (Laughter) The US government even subsidized this dream with zero-interest housing loans for returning soldiers. But this nuclear family was always more of a shimmering mirage than a lived reality. The nuclear family that some conservative commentators mistakenly referred to as the "traditional" family, was really a product of the nuclear age. At that time, only about 40% of Americans lived in a family with 2 parents and kids; today, fewer than 20% do. By selling us an ideal that almost none of us will have, romance managed to make us keep looking. Keep looking for that happy ending: If only we'd found the right partner or the right house, or the right picket fence.

[Love is not all we need]

Not only is love not blind, but it's hardly all we need. In the US, 45.3 million people live in poverty, and about 1 in 5 children do. We all need adequate food, shelter, and water. We also need meaningful work and liveable wages, we need to cut back a little climate change with all our energies, we need racial and gender justice. We need peace. Even if we find our own happily ever after, we still may not survive the future. But because we come to believe romance is what gets us to a better future, we spend an enormous amount of time and resources on coupling, and very little on the challenges we actually face.

[The romance of Reaganomics]

This brings me to the fourth thing I've learned about romance: it might actually destroy our future. Even though romance makes us feel optimistic about tomorrow, it's also taking us down this dead end of private lives when what we need most are community and global solutions. How did this happen? How did we stop believing in a common future and become obsessed with our own private happy endings? I think it happened because a new form of capitalism, often referred to as neoliberalism, came along and privatized everything, from education, to healthcare, to our futures. In the US, this new form of capitalism began with this man, Ronald Reagan. As Reaganomics took hold, so did romance. Perhaps it's not a coincidence that seven months after Reagan took office Charles, Prince of Wales, married Lady Diana Spencer in the most fairytale of weddings. 750 million people watched it around the world. One BBC commentator described the event as, "A fairytale fantasy. It's like something out of Walt Disney."

[Disney Rediscovers Romance]

Speaking of Disney, the corporation wasn't doing very well in the 1980s but it managed to turn itself around by reinvigorating romance as its genre of choice. After really poor sales with non-romantic films like "Honey, I shrunk the kids," or "Oliver and Company," Disney went back to its romantic roots, and in 1989 it hit the jackpot with "The little mermaid" and "Pretty Woman." Both of these movies, which I'm sure you've seen, convince us that love is blind and even if we have to completely abandon our families and communities, love will lead into a better future. (Laughter) These movies sent Disney profits up 35%, and nearly 57% on the sale of videocassettes, and if you don't know what those are, you'll have to look it up. (Laughter)

[US Income Inequality]

After several decades of Reagan-style economic policies in the US, the top 10% now accounted for 80% of the wealth. And the top 1% accounted for 47% of income. Recently, en economist who studies the global concentration of wealth pointed out that this level of income inequality is not only detrimental to economic growth, but it can also "lead to a capture of the political process by a tiny high income and high wealth elite." This is an outcome that already seems to have happened in US politics. And this redistribution of wealth happened because romance seduces us into privatizing our futures. Instead of imagining we're all in this together if we want a happy ending, we imagine we can enter a better world by the virtue of falling in love. It's not that there was a conspiracy of global capitalism and romance, it's just that romance could do the emotional labor for this new type of capitalism, and so, we've clung to it the way a princess clings to her prince when the evil witch is about to destroy the world.

[Keep Calm. Your Prince Will Come. Panic! There is no prince!]

Love is worth taking a closer look at precisely because it is neither natural nor universal. Romance teaches us not to deal with a reality but fantasies. Money, divorce, decreasing happiness are not to be acknowledged. Global climate change, a world-wide redistribution of wealth in the hands of the few at the cost of many can be ignored as we increasingly spend our time and energy searching for the perfect romance. Romance promises everyone, rich or poor, black or white, straight or gay that he can reap its rewards. You can be old and have failed at romance over, and over, and over again, but just keep trying; your prince or princess is out there. (Laughter) You can be poor and have no way out of poverty, but still, imagine that one day you might marry a prince.

[The End?]

Haven in the form of a fairytale ending is just around the corner if you just follow the rules: Show yourself to be a good, romantic citizen, buy the right stuff. No wonder so many of us feel this enchantment. But also, no wonder so many of us feel the purpose and hope that is at the heart of romance. This is where the marriage of romance and capitalism draws its strength: we are being sold hope in increasingly hopeless times, and we're buying it like never before. Which brings me to the fifth and final thing I've learned about romance: it's not all there is. We do not need love Inc., we can feel hopeful and connected to others by working together to face the future as communities, not as couples. If we want a better future, we're going to have to move beyond our own private happily ever after, we're going to have to spend our resources and our emotional energy on that communal future, and stop getting caught up in Love Inc. I realise that this is hardly a love story I've told you, but I hope it will leave you with the deeply romantic belief that the future can be better than the present. Thank you. (Applause)

Love is a scam designed by big marriage to sell more weddings

[brendonuriegotcancelled]

Zack Cloud Hall Part 3

The Allegations:

TW: SH, SA, Emotional Manipulation, Mentions of P*dophilia, Relapse, Alcoholism

Breezy Weekes

Dallon Weekes’ Wife

For some back story, Dallon Weekes was hired as a bass player for Panic! at the Disco in 2010 and was found by the label for the band. Dallon showed up to his audition for the band without knowing any of Panic!’s songs. This didn’t seem to matter, because he only played bass for a little while and spent the rest of his audition watching YouTube videos with Brendon. You can find Dallon talking about it here. He also stated on Twitter: 

“Panic management sent me 3 songs to learn. I did. Went to the audition, & found out their people were supposed to have sent me 15 songs. They didn’t. I got the job anyway and learned the rest that night on my own. Went back the next day to rehearse the rest”. 

Dallon became an official member in 2011 and helped write the 2013 album ‘Too Weird To Live Too Rare to Die’ I WILL be doing a writing credit section in the master list so I won’t get into that right now. 

Dallon was removed as an official member after Spencer Smith's Departure. In 2015 all official members were removed except vocalist Brendon Urie. The following band members would only be touring musicians with no creative input. This is another thing I will get into during the credit portion of my master list. Dallon was in Panic! at the Disco from 2010-2018.

In July of 2020, Dallon Weekes answered a q&a on Instagram about Zack. This would not be the first time he did this.

Over the years after his departure, he would infer bullying and overall damaging behavior towards him in his previous workplace.

Dallon would explain that his time in Panic! was not something he wanted to be known for in several articles after he took leave. He believed that he was treated unfairly (which I will get into during the portion on his wife and him) while simultaneously contradicting himself and saying that Panic! was a huge part of his life and he was grateful for the time he spent with the band. The statements were always clearly polarizing and would consistently conflict with each other. Many of his tweets were passive-aggressive and nonspecific so they couldn’t be confirmed.

Back to the allegations

Dallon’s response about Zack being “The Worst” did what it was intended to do and sparked talk online between fans of his new band and fans of Panic! 

One girl claimed she was uncomfortable with being called “Boob” Girl by Zack during a conversation at a show.

In response to this, Breezy Weekes spoke up:

She recounts a time when Dallon first started with the band and inappropriate behavior exhibited by Zack Hall. She then continues to argue with fans on Twitter about why she took the approach to air things out publicly. She was claiming 8 years of harassment from Zack and proceeded to tell everyone how horrific it was for her that she had to go to therapy. 

My thoughts on this. I get that maybe you wouldn’t have your partner leave a job that was putting food on the table, however, if what she suffered was as horrible as she claims I would personally have asked my partner to leave. If Dallon was aware of it, I can’t really understand why he would stay with the band? I assume one would leave out of respect for their partner’s comfort. I know that shouldn’t be how things go and that harassment is a huge issue in a lot of workplaces...I also understand that the music industry doesn’t really have an HR department. But if the attempts at getting things solved didn’t work out...wouldn’t you just leave? I’m sure what she is saying has truth and am in no way trying to victim shame here, but she is saying over 8 years that they took all the specific steps in an attempt to get the harassment to stop. I just don’t understand how “nothing” could have been done.. and why if nothing was done they chose to stay in that environment for the money? I know some will say “it’s not their responsibility to make sure they had a safe workplace” well no it wasn’t … and if there were actual legal harassment claims it would have been dealt with internally. It logically and legally makes no sense.

The second screenshot is an iMessage conversation between her and Zack where he sent a photo of his lock screen in 2015 and it was a photo of her from her Instagram with her face partially cropped out. She replies “I see the face isn’t important” I don’t really know what this is evidence of...to be completely honest with you. He took a public photo from her Instagram and made an inappropriate joke. I don’t think that really classifies as behavior worth the extreme backlash that came. Is it gross? yeah...but it’s not exactly horrific. If anything the movie story was GROSS.

Breezy posted her tweet on July 26th, 2020. A mere 10 days later on August 5th, 2020, Dallon’s band, ‘I Don’t Know How But They Found Me’ released a lyric video for their single ‘Leave Me Alone and announced the release of their upcoming album after MONTHS of no word. Again this happened exactly 10 days after his wife started internet drama with the Panic! at the Disco fanbase. 

While this was happening the backlash towards Brendon Urie, Mike Naran, Zack Hall, Nicole Row, Kala Macdonald, Sarah Urie, Kala’s DOGS Instagram page...iDK fans, and former Panic! fans were out for blood....demanding that Brendon #firezackcloudhall. Breezy’s mother Diane is liking tweets about firing Zack, including tweets incorrectly calling him & Brendon both pedophiles. 

Breezy your mother is a Real Estate Agent she knows how to work a Twitter Account.

People were emailing Kala’s professional website, telling her that her husband was a piece of shit and that she should divorce him, badgering Scott Nagelberg (Brendon’s Manager), Tony Marino (Tour Manager), and anyone involved in Crush Music to ADDRESS the issues with Zack Hall. 

There is something I want to make incredibly clear...THIS was never okay...and SILENCE is not complacency. I don’t know who came up with the idea of okay, let’s make sure everything is dealt with publicly. People need time to PROCESS damaging information. We are human beings...

This went on for weeks...months even...the uproar of fans all the way to September and October of 2020 was absolutely staggering, meanwhile, Breezy was still talking to and arguing with fans on Twitter & Instagram DMs.

When the allegations against Zack were not addressed quick enough...allegations began to surface about Brendon.

How convenient.

This will be talked about in his portion and were completely false.

Breezy and Dallon refused to stop the astronomical hate bandwagon towards Brendon even though he wasn’t the one that hurt them...and it was stated several times that their issue was not with Brendon. Granted, it is not their responsibility I guess... but the fact that she didn’t have enough empathy towards Brendon or anyone else that was being dragged through this who weren’t involved, to take 3 seconds and write one tweet “Hey stop the hate and don’t be bothering Nicole, Kala, etc...” she would later say “Why aren’t they standing up for one another he has this huge team of people” the lack of compassion is astounding.

Here is a conversation between Breezy and a fan inquiring why this wasn’t dealt with in private as it was causing so much havoc and pain on the fans, friends, and family members of those involved.

What a peach.

Breezy (while messaging with another fan) admitted that she would only accept a public apology from Zack; which to me seems more like she wanted an admission of guilt than she wanted closure for anything she suffered.

Okay...really...I don’t think it’s the time or place to have a heavy conversation like that while working. Reading & Leeds was a work environment where Zack had to be on constant alert as a security guard. Not the time or place.

Breezy states here that she doesn’t mind their conversation being shared if it has a good intention behind it and that we all don’t know “the big picture” well of course we don’t, we weren’t there. 

There is a large amount of manipulation in this paragraph. I’ll start from the top.

She tells the fan that hopefully her friends aren’t the ones spreading rumors about them. She talks about the info being shared for nefarious reasons and that she doesn’t mind if it’s shared if it makes her look good. She has the expectation that anything said about her should only be painted in a good light. This is her trying to control the narrative. She has the unreasonable expectation of not being questioned at all when she was having bizarre conversations with fans afterward. The narrative must always make her be viewed favorably.

She then goes on to say that “you would think that most in their right mind would believe the victim without question” which is her essentially saying that nobody should question what she is saying as the truth & that if they question her, they are a horrible person. This idea is harmful in general, I think people should use critical thinking based on facts and what has been logically presented to them, not what has been presented to them AS TRUTH. However, I should point out that this is her truth, which doesn’t necessarily mean it’s the entire truth. I am a believer in the truth being somewhere in the middle. Take that for what you will.

She then proceeded to talk about how many stories she was getting about Zack. I think I saw maybe 4-5 stories that couldn’t be verified so I am unsure of the blow-up. I think Zack made comments, I think he was an asshole for a very long time and I think a lot of that can be explained (not excused) in the first 2 sections of this. On the internet, it doesn’t have to be verified, apparently. Which is a strange and damaging thing to many people in the public eye right now. People lie, people harass, people assault...the issue is that women being assaulted or harassed is so common that they’re even believed if they’re not telling the truth.

  EI: Amber Heard, False Allegations Brief

I am not saying Breezy is lying, I’m not saying anyone is...but I will say that the false allegations against people (Specifically people in the public eye) have been pushing celebrities off the internet. Search any person and “allegations” I am sure you will find them. Sometimes it’s done for attention, sometimes it’s admitted that they have lied because they don’t like that person. The unfortunate part is that there are SO many false allegations that every single allegation made has been accompanied by concerned citizens and fans questioning their validity, which perpetuates hate against critical thinking and those who question any allegation. Always believe the victim was an incredible movement...it was detrimental to the mental health and emotional release of actual victims. It is people who lie or embellish stories that have once again made it harder for real victims to be heard.

Ian Crawford (Former Guitar player) did end up corroborating Zack’s incredibly harmful behavior, He shared a link to his new music after his initial statement and was questioned about the motive there. He later apologized and retracted his statement saying he had been suffering from a mental health crisis that lead him into a relapse. Again, I’m sure Zack was horrible to people, I think at one point if you’ve lived long enough there are times you look back and think, wow I was such an ASSHOLE. 

I want to reiterate that one of the best things that has happened to society in the last 5 years is the widespread acceptance of mental health issues and mindful thinking. I appreciate that people can see and use mental illness as a form of explanation and not an excuse for any kind of harmful behavior. And again, any mental illness I talk about is speculation, not a diagnosis.

In this screenshot, she talks about Zack’s now-wife Kala blocking her and appears to have no emotional empathy “Like, why would she block me????? and why aren’t HER friends helping her. I don’t even know this woman.” You don’t even know this woman but you would have to be stalking her page to know she even blocked you.

Kala has done nothing to her yet she continues to show that she has no regard for her mental health at all as another human being and proceeds to say that she knows Zack better than Kala does because she’s known him for longer.

What? I don’t even need to explain why this is ridiculous. You don’t know a person better based on the length of time. You know a person based on connection and emotional depth.

She then says that just because he got remarried doesn’t mean he’s changed.

Another point worth making is that she continues to change the narrative to herself when she is questioned about the backlash falling onto other people. It’s always a switched narrative...consistently to, but what about me? what about them not having compassion for me?

A few months after all of this started, Brendon took to Twitch to make a statement, he says that he was naive to believe that Zack’s behavior wouldn’t affect other people and that he is sorry for anyone who has had to experience it. He said that Zack would no longer be working in that position and that he would still be friends with him because he believes that people can change. (Yes, Brendon, they can)

 You can listen to the entire statement here. 

I can’t talk in length about this ...I mean, emotionally I cannot...this entire statement and hearing him read it was very heartbreaking for me and many other fans. Brendon attempted to come back to Twitch normally and was clearly uncomfortable. He hasn’t been seen much in the last couple of years and has been rumored working on P!ATD7. However, just a week ago he was spotted at Disneyland.

Thank you for reading the very lengthy finale of Zack’s Portion. This has taken a lot of research and time. Again, there are many many other things I feel like I could have put in here but I wanted to paint a larger picture of Breezy’s questionable behavior.

Breezy, if you read this: I know it is highly unlikely that you will accept this as a fair analysis, which is what you’ve continued to do to anyone who has questioned you. You should take this time to think about how your actions affect others and move on with your life.

…maybe get your husband to stop dropping Brendon’s name at shows to incite hatred.

Thanks,

A concerned Panic! Fan.

[xeulousluv]

Almost

AN: Hello everyone, I am fairly new to posting on this app, so therefore I am still learning how to use it. Hehe :) Anyways, I hope you are having a great day!

Warning: Nothing really, maybe a little bit of angst? 

Zayn and Y/n broke up and all he’s left with are the videos she took during their senior year of high school.

September 1st, 2010: 

The camera was set up in her hand as she was slightly fixing her hair, a huge smile plastered on her makeup covered face. He always thought she looked better without makeup, but sometimes you couldn’t beat the insecurities. 

“Here we are, the first day of senior year! How are we feeling, Zayn?” 

Next to her stood himself, a much younger version of himself. Two years to be exact. He was almost unrecognizabel, with his usual high school attire adoring his body. A white tee-shirt, black skinny jeans, and not to mention his varsity football jacket hanging off of his shoulders. She looked lovingly at her boyfriend, her eyelashes beating against the softness of her rounded cheeks. 

“I’m ready to get out of here, the last three years were the upmost worst years of my life.” Zayn spoke truthfully, he hadn’t expected to make it past the ninth grade, but with the help of Y/n, he managed to make it all the way to his graduating year. Y/n gave him an offended look before responding, “Hey! If it weren’t for these last three years, you would’ve never met me, let alone had the courage to talk to me. Am I really that bad?” 

She laughed out while speaking, all so he knows that she is joking and would never accuse him of thinking such things. Though, he was already two steps ahead of her and was laughing along at her sad attempt of looking offended. “Of course not, baby. You are what kept me going.” With that, Zayn kissed her temple and she let out a small giggle before stopping the camera. 

September 5th, 2010:

Random small talk was heard on the computer sitting in front of Zayn, before her face showed with a bright glow. She was so beautiful it almost hurt. She was laughing at something her friend Emery said, though it was completely inaudible, he just let the smile take over his face hearing her laugh again. 

“I don’t exactly know why I turned this on, but hello! We successfully made it through the first week of school, and let me just say, it was not fun. The teachers still hate me.” Again, Y/n laughed towards the camera. 

“I remember this one time last year when Mr. Lambert threw me out of class because I wouldn’t stop laughing. In my defence, he was talking about the safety of condoms and Zayn kept mocking him. That was a detention worth going to.” Zayn remembered that day clearly. He sat to the left of Y/n, Mr. Lambert’s first mistake, and would whisper in her ear how he would show her the proper way to wear a condom when they got to her house that night. To say he did end up showing her was an understatement. 

The camera then turned to her friend before she continued on with what she was saying, “Anyways, Emery here, has informed me about this back to school party for seniors at Anthony Stilettos house. So, we are heading to the mall so we can get a nice looking outfit for tonight. I’ll see you guys later!”  And with that the camera switched off.

He thought that was the end of the video, but when she popped back on his screen, he was pleasantly surprised. She wore a black dress that just reached her knees, the end of it rippled and flew each time she took a step. Her hair and makeup was done, and her shoes matched her dress, she really was the most beautiful person he has ever met. 

Without saying anything, Y/n moved the camera to where the view was now on Emery. She wore a simple tight red dress that fit her like a glove, she was placing bobby pins in her hair before realising a camera was watching her every move. Emery turned away from the mirror Y/n had in her room, and started making random poses into the camera. The video finally ended with Y/n facing the camera back to herself while laughing at it. 

October 7th, 2010: 

It was homecoming. Their final homecoming, and of course, Zayn asked her to be his date. He didn’t go all out like the previous years, this particular year was asked right after they finished giving each other their all. They were bunched up together, all sweaty and breathless, and that is when Zayn asked her to go to homecoming with him. He thought it was gross because of their previous activities, but Y/n thought it was sweet, endearing even. It was personal and intimate, she wouldn’t have had it any other way. Plus, she was tired of all the attention that comes with getting asked to homecoming. 

Her dress was a beautiful shade of baby yellow, Zayn wore his usual black suit but with a yellow tie and a yellow rose pinned to his coat pocket. The night couldn’t have been anymore magical. 

“Z, are you ready to go? Emmy and Dallas are waiting in the car.” Her soft voice echoed through the speakers, she was worried about being late. But more so, excited about what the night had planned for the couple. Zayn was fixing his hair, like he does any other day, however today, he wanted to look his absolute best. “Just one more second, love. Gotta look perfect before leaving these four secured walls.” 

Y/n rolled her eyes into the camera before another smile took over her face. It only got wider as he finally announced that he was ready. 

“Baby, you look handsome! You don’t need all that hair gel, make one wrong move and we’re calling you Uncle Jesse.” Zayn scoffed, his hands finding their place on her hips, him being pressed up against her back. His chin resting on her shoulder, they looked so in love. They were so in love. 

October 31st, 2010: 

Fall was Y/n’s favorite season, meaning Halloween was by far her favorite holiday. She squealed into the camera when Zayn walked out in his Peter Pan costume. “Baby, you look so fucking adorable!” She cooed, though Zayn was having none of it. “Do we have to go to this party? Can’t we just stay in and watch scary movies, I promise I will protect you if you get too scared!”

He knew it was no use, Y/n had been going on and on about Anthony’s costume party for the past week, so when she started laughing, Zayn internally groaned. “Brave of you to assume I will get scared during a horror movie. How about we go for just an hour, then you and I can come back here and watch whatever movie you want?” 

At that, his ears perked, he could go for an hour. That gives him all the more time alone with his love. “Hocus Pocus? That’s my favorite.” 

“Yes baby, we can watch Hocus Pocus, do this for me, and I’m all yours for the rest of the night.” A grin was stretched across his face as she leaned up and gave a peck to his lips. Adoration shining brightly in her eyes as she looked up at him. “You are so lucky I love you, Y/n.” 

“I love you, Zayn. More than you will ever know.” 

December 31st, 2010:

“Hola, my favorite people! Happy New Years Eve, I hope you guys are having a good day. My family is having a little party to bring in the new year, even though you won’t be watching this until later when I decide to post it, I hope you guys have an amazing holiday. Be safe now. Bye!”

Christmas and New Year’s was hard for Y/n. She had major separation anxiety for everyone she grows close to, so not being able to see the people she loves for a whole two weeks was taking a toll on her. Not to mention, Zayn went back to Bradford for the holidays, so he wasn’t there to keep her calm. All she had was the emails and messages he would send her.  

However, that night was different. She didn’t know what it was, but the air felt more intoxicating. There was something she was missing and the young girl couldn’t put her finger on it. 

Emery got ahold of Y/n’s camera without her noticing, pressing the ‘record’ button and smiling.

“Hi, as many of you may know, my name is Emery White. Before questions start racing through your head about where Y/n is, she is currently in the kitchen talking to one of her neighbors, and she knows nothing about this so, shhh!” Emery held her index finger up to her mouth, even though she is talking to a camera. 

“So, the time is now 11:58, meaning it is almost New Year’s and I got a message from a good friend of mine to get her camera and start recording. Oh wait, she’s coming over! Act normal!” 

“Emmy? Why do you have my camera, wait no, when did you get my camera?” Emery turned her neck to look at Y/n, and smiled while looking at her friends confused face. “It’s almost midnight, I figured we could record the big moment for your journal thing.” 

Y/n looked at her watch and sure enough, it was 12:59, and the people around her were counting down. By the time Y/n looked back at her friend, Emery had switched her position to behind the camera, her smile now stretching to her eyes. She gave a confused smile towards the camera before shaking her head. 

10..

9..

8..

A tap was felt on Y/n’s shoulder making her turn around, not believing her eyes, she had to do a double take. There he was in all of his glory. Zayn stood in front of her with a bouquet of random flowers, her eyes widening in complete shock. 

3..

2..

1!

Before she could fully process his presence, Zayn had planted his lips against hers in what he would call, one of their best kisses. His arms went around her waist while hers were around his neck, keeping him as close as humanly possible. She was the first to pull away from the kiss, tears forming at the bottom of her eyes but never fell. Zayn pulled her back, this time her face went into his neck as he whispered out a small, “Happy New Years, baby.” 

May 22nd, 2011: 

Senior prom, a day Y/n has waited her entire life for. Getting all dolled up for one night of perfection sounded glorious. Unlike most people, her dress doesn’t reach the floor but goes a little ways past her knees. It was a light shade of green, she wasn’t usually one for the cliche pink and blue, and her stomach was laced over showing her belly button peircing. She felt on top of the world, the most gorgeous she has ever felt in her entire life. 

Zayn was in a nude tuxedo, a lightish green tie tucked into the blazer. “It’s prom day, baby, how do you feel?” The now well-known camera placed in front of his face, though he paid no attention to it, but really the girl behind it. “Like I have the most beautiful girlfriend in the world. How did I get so lucky, hm?” 

The blush was evident on her face, he could see it perfectly now even with the camera facing him and not herself. He could still see the light in her eyes. Looking back on it, he couldn’t imagine living his life without her, how could he let her go? 

It wasn’t like they got in a fight or anything, Zayn and Y/n were going to different colleges and he didn’t want to do the whole long distance thing. He felt she deserved better than that. So even though the breakup was absolutely not a mutual agreement, Y/n somewhat understood and let him walk away. 

“You’re such the charmer, Zayn. Always got me blushing for no good reason.” 

“I would be a bad boyfriend if I didn’t.” 

Now turning the camera to face both of them, Zayn placed a kiss on her lips before turning off the camera and letting their night go on as best as it could, for it would be one of the last good memories they have. Except at the time, neither of them knew the last time would actually be the last time. 

June 4th, 2011: 

“Hey everyone, I just want to start off by saying congratulations, we made it. Graduating today was the most amazing feelings, and I’m sure you all can agree with me. The past four years have really taught me a lot, I know I sound like the Mallory Barnes, our valedictorian that gave the speech today, but I’m serious, you all have been amazing. Teachers included.” 

Y/n wasn’t in her usual attire. She was in a comfortable baggy hoodie, and that’s all you could see as her camera was propped on the desk in the corner of the room. Her hair was in a messy bun, no makeup, and her glasses were sat perfectly on her nose. What no one could notice was the slight puffiness to her eyes, the way they were red and tired. But Zayn noticed, however. When Y/n first uploaded this to her instagram, Zayn couldn’t bare to watch it, so seeing it now definitely brought back a feeling he tried too hard to push away. 

“In the past four years I have learned about friendships, I learned about love, and I learned about heartbreak. I have got to say, high school brought me some really great friendships that I will cherish forever. I am finding it very difficult to say goodbye, but we are bound to go off and do bigger and better things. The future awaits for us.” 

“I just want to thank you guys for the amazing memories, and I hope you guys make your dreams come true.” Y/n sighed into the camera, she was really bad at saying goodbye, though you would think it would be easier considering no one likes high school. However, Y/n loved every single second of it, maybe not the learning but the memories made.

“Now, I am going to get really sappy for a minute and say a massive thank you to the man who has loved me for the past four years. Zayn, I know we haven’t talked in a few weeks, and you’re probably not even watching this, but just know that I am so proud of you.  I don’t know how I could not be. I really hope you make something wonderful of yourself. You were by far my favorite part of this journey. Thank you for sticking with me and for loving me. And even though we aren’t together anymore, I love you.”

“We almost had it all, didn’t we?” 

AN: Yeah, I don't think I like this babahahah. Love the concept but someone out there could definitely write it better. 

[broccwalker]

Hello! I believe I can answer this question (more or less). The Architect verse is a fictional collaborative setting revolving around an entity known as the Architect. The setting involves multiple universes that were all created by the Architect and every webseries usually takes place in its own universe. It was originally just a spinoff of the Fear mythos (which is already a spinoff of the Slender mythos) but it eventually separated off into its own thing after creative differences arose between the creators of the differing mythoi.

The Architect verse's creation is credited to Owen Parker, Gabe Gazic, and Tom Scott but it mainly got its start with crossovers between three different horror webseries. The North Woods Project/AlexHenderson100 (created by Owen Parker and Jeffrey Taylor), Sirensinthenight (created by Izzie Drizzle), and ~Jeff Woods~ (created by Gabe Gazic).

TNWP/AH100 originally revolved around the Fears from the Fear mythos (in particular The Archangel), ~Jeff Woods~ was a loose video adaptation of the 2011 Jeff the Killer story (with some additions such as Slender Man and Jane the Killer), and Sirensinthenight had a completely original cast of characters and story to my understanding. While the three had minor crossovers here and there, it wouldn't be until the video "The Architect" was published on all three channels that the Architect verse was fully realized. The video was a sort of Avengers: Infinity War type crossover, where the main protagonists from each series banded together to defeat the Architect, a god-like being who created the universe. After the Architect is temporarily defeated, Sirensinthenight and ~Jeff Woods~ basically went back to the usual, while TMWP/AH100 started shifting away from being Fear mythos and started being solely about The Architect and his worshipers. There were other series that crossed over with them, but these channels could be considered "The Big Three" of the Architect Verse and are pivotal to understand the entire thing.

Unfortunately nowadays basically every architect verse series has been deleted off of YouTube and can only be watched on the Web Archive. I think it has something to do with drama among the creators but I don't have enough information to conclusively say anything on this subject. The only one that's left is ~Jeff Woods~ which was rebooted a couple months ago that, while no longer being Architect verse related, is actually pretty good. Despite the low quality of the entire franchise, it is kind of sad to see it gone, it had a type of charm that I can't really describe.

Right now there's not really a good way to experience the series, the aforementioned Infinity War type crossover would spoil the death of a major character from one or two series depending on which series you watch first and watching them as the videos came out is impossible due to them being deleted. That being said, if you intend to check any of the web series out, I suggest starting with TNWP/AH100 as it explains and sets up the Architect better than any of the other series. The Web Archive videos are usually hard to find, so here's a link to the Architect verse category.

Also the Architect verse is technically a part of the slender verse; the Architect verse crossed over with The Mayhem Theory, which is connected in some way with acryfromwinter, which crossed over with Stan Frederick of Slenderverse fame. I think that's neat.

what the fuck is architectverse and why it's related to slenderverse and creepypasta at the same time