#milo's bachelor

[miloformula123fan]

for 150 followers, I am announcing my big current project - the bachelor, but f1 style.

basically, i was talking to leo about how they should decide the mercedes seat bachelor style, which descended into this.

how it will work:

once i publish a chapter, i will also publish a poll - this poll will be WHO TO ELIMINATE, NOT who stays.

whoever 'wins' that poll will be eliminated and we will continue the remaining contestants

i will publish the first chapter 'soon-ish', so you're not voting off the moodboard, don't worry

the moodboards do have some easter eggs for the future, relying on them not being eliminated.

also yes i fiddled with the ages, deal with it.

so - meet your contestants

y/n y/l/n, 25, f1 driver for aston martin - the bachelor

and the people vying for his heart

kimi raikkonen, 34, financier from finland

2. logan sargeant, 23, dj from usa

3. daniel ricciardo, 33, photographer from australia

4. alex albon, 27, lawyer from thailand

5. mark webber, 37, bodyguard from australia

6. liam lawson, 22, firefighter from new zealand

7. fernando alonso, 42, physio from spain

8. esteban ocon, 27, baker from france

9. yuki tsunoda, 23, chef from japan

10. carlos sainz, 29, football player from spain

11. lance stroll, 25, heir from canada

12. max verstappen, 26, cat shelter owner and vet from the netherlands

13. sebastian vettel, 36, florist, conservationist and activist from germany

14. oscar piastri, 22, author from australia

15. mick schumacher, 24, surfer from germany

16. nico rosberg, 38, philanthropist from germany

17. arthur leclerc, 24, model from monaco

18. lewis hamilton, 38, model from the uk

19. george russell, 26, CLASSIFIED from the uk

20. jenson button, 34, artist from the uk

21. charles leclerc, 26, fashion designer from monaco

22. pierre gasly, 28, lead singer of a boy band from france

23. lando norris, 24, twitch streamer from the uk

24. toto wolff, 41, ceo billionaire from austria

25. susie wolff, 31, girlboss from scotland

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taglist of people who i think may be interested in this (but let me know if you want to be added or removed):

@leosxrealm, @tallrock35, @wolf-knights, @janeholt3, @badblondebisexualboy, @ghostking4m

[vivwritesfics]

PLEASE can we get more HOAF ?? Maybe their wedding with absolutely adorable Milo and Olivia OR their wedding night 👀👀👀 ~nurse-sainz

as two of you know, I've been seriously thinking about the hoaf second series. It has a title, but, because I don't want to start ANOTHER series until I finish a current one, it's something I'm going to be working on behind the scenes

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Warnings: Pregnancy, pregnancy hormones

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She'd never expected to be pregnant on her wedding day. It was nobody's dream, to be round and swollen while stuffed into a pretty white dress that you just know would look so much better if you weren't pregnant, on your feet all day, unable to partake in any of the drinking.

Her bachelorette party wasn't all that. But she didn't want it to be. The only people she would have invited were the other wags, girls she didn't know all that well. No, her bachelorette party was her and Olivia getting their hair and nails done.

They ended the day getting dinner, just the two of them. They sat there, sharing a too big pizza while Olivia went over her details plans of the wedding.

It was the best bachelorette party ever.

Daniel had two bachelor parties. One that was organised by Max and Lando to be the wildest night of his life, with almost all of the grid accompanying them. And one where he could invite Milo.

The party with Milo was mini golf. Carlos was happy to carry Milo around on his shoulders, teach him all that he knew. The boys had all agreed to let Milo win, but he didn't have to know that. After the golf they had dinner and drinks.

One thing about Milo was he couldn't keep his mouth shut about the baby. Maybe Daniel should have reminded him that Baby Ricciardo was a secret, but he didn't expect Milo to just blurt it out, either.

But none of the drivers were surprised. They couldn't be surprised about baby Ricciardo, not when the couple hadn't exactly been good at hiding it. Daniel's hand on her stomach, the little list of baby names they'd all seen on his phone.

The party without Milo, when Milo was at home with Olivia and his momma, it really was a party. Loud music, drinks, dancing, it had everything. But, the moment Daniel got more than three drinks in his system, he was talking about her.

Arm over Max's shoulder as he slurred out his name and how much he loved her. "I want to have another girl," he said to Max, but it was barely audible. "A little girl that looks just like her."

When she had her first dress fitting, there wasn't a bump. Or, at least, the bump did little to change her frame. Her dream dress fit like a glove and Daniel's mother was crying.

It was naïve to think that the dress would still fit by the time the wedding rolled around. Her bump had gotten exponentially bigger, to the point where she couldn't hit it anymore. Now that the drivers knew, it was only time that the rest of the world knew.

They didn't announce it in any way. No, Daniel's Instagram usually had a picture of her in his photo dumps and this was no exception. Just, this time, her bump was visible in the picture.

If the world of F1 was losing its collective shit, neither of them noticed. The Ricciardo family was wrapped up in their own little bubble, just the way they liked it.

A week before the wedding, her dream dress wasn't fitting. Why the fuck wasn't it fitting? Well, she knew why. It was stupid to think anything would fit over her bump.

"I hate this baby," she said through tears as she rubbed her bump. No, she didn't hate baby Ricciardo, not in the slightest. Actually, she loved baby Ricciardo more than anything. But still, she couldn't help but wish she wasn't pregnant.

The dress she wore on her wedding day wasn't her dream dress. She couldn't wear those cute white heels she wanted to wear, couldn't even see her feet.

As she stared at herself in the mirror, just an hour away from being walked down the aisle, an hour away from marrying the love of her life, she was ready to cry. She held it back, though, couldn't afford to ruin her makeup. "What're we gonna do with you?" She whispered as she cradled her bump.

"Momma?"

She looked at Milo in the mirror before she turned towards him. "C'mere, baby," she said and held her hands out towards him. Fuck, how was he almost seven?

As her son wrapped his arms around her, she wanted time to stop. Just stop, let her live in this moment forever. He was growing up so damn fast, he was going to be a big brother soon. "You look beautiful, momma," he said.

This time, she couldn't help the tears. Stupid pregnancy hormones. "Thank you, Miley," she said through a shaky breath as she stood up and grabbed a tissue. Gently she dabbed at her eyes, trying to save her makeup.

She smoothed her dress over her bump and took Milo's hand. "Let's go become Ricciardos."

Daniel had never been this nervous before. Not in his first race back after McLaren had let him go. He was sweating in his suit as Max stood with him. All of their guests were seated, but the most important people were missing.

The door opened and Olivia and one of her friends, one that had been over a few times, walked in. They tossed the petals out of the little white basket as she walked in behind her.

Daniel knew her relationship with her family was... strenuous, at best. That was why they weren't at the wedding. With her father not there to walk her down the aisle, Milo held her hand.

Daniel's breath caught in his throat. He knew she wasn't in her dream dress, not the dress that matched Olivia's, but she still looked amazing. Holy fuck, it was enough to bring tears to her eyes. But that wasn't what actually did it.

Milo was the one walking her down the aisle. Milo in his little suit that near matched Daniels. He stood tall and proud, head held high as he walked his mother towards his step father. 

The kids sat together through the ceremony. Milo couldn’t stop himself from fiddling with the little pieces of petals as his mother got married. They were incredibly well behaved throughout, with Olivia’s grandparents, and Milo’s grandparents now, too, keeping them company. 

This close, Daniel could see the faults in her makeup. He didn’t care about the faults, she looked gorgeous with or without it. But still, Daniel could see the smudges under her eyes as he slipped the ring onto her finger. 

Mrs Ricciardo. She was Mrs Ricciardo now. 

Daniel didn’t say anything about the evidence of her tears as he kissed her. And, once he had his mouth on her, he never wanted to stop kissing her. He couldn’t dip her, like he wanted to, but his hand cradled her bump, cradled baby Ricciardo. His baby. She was his wife and she was carrying his baby. 

This was the best day of his life. 

Their family and friends were cheering as he walked her out of the church and into the car. Even then, even in the car, he couldn’t keep his lips on her. But he had to make sure she was okay, that took precedent. Even knowing that, Daniel couldn’t pull his lips away from her own. So the words were mumbled against her lips. “Were you crying?”

He tried to sound concerned, by her lips against his had his voice coming out as more of a desperate whine. 

But, as soon as he said it, she pulled away. “I’m fine, Danny,” she said and went to rub at her eyes, rub away the evidence of her tears.

Daniel caught her wrists. “You look beautiful,” he whispered and kissed her again. “My wife looks beautiful.”

The way she looked up at him, fuck, he could have kept her in that car forever. “Say it again.”

“My wife.”

When they arrived at the reception venue, their friends and family were there, waiting. As soon as they climbed out of the car, Milo and Olivia were pulling away from their grandparents, racing towards them. Daniel couldn’t help but pick Olivia up and place her on his hip as Milo held his mothers leg.

“Are we a family now?” Olivia asked, her voice coming out almost like a demand. 

But nobody could blame her. She’d been waiting for this moment for a year and a half. 

Daniel rolled his eyes, but he was grinning. “We always were a family, Badger.”

There was no part of her wedding that the new Mrs Ricciardo didn’t enjoy. She wasn’t in her dream dress, but, now she had that ring on her finger, now she was married to the love of her life, she didn’t much care. 

She danced, but she didn’t dance the night away, like she had dreamed. She couldn’t help but be emotional as she sat with Daniel’s parents, her mother and father in law, watching the guests at her wedding. They were dancing more than she was, at her own wedding. 

Holding her bump, speaking softly to baby Ricciardo, she watched as her husband and her children danced. Daniel’s grin was so wide as the three of them were the centre of attention on the dance floor. That was the man she loved. That was the man she married. 

“Your daddy, your siblings and I can’t wait to meet you,” she whispered to baby Ricciardo as her mother and father in law watched on, hearts melting. “You’ve got the best daddy going.”

And, as Daniel put Olivia down after spinning her around, he looked over to his wife. She smiled at him, a smile he’d never forget. As Olivia went to dance with Lando and Max took Milo to get something to drink, Daniel walked over to her. 

“Hi, baby,” he said as his hand met her bump. And then he looked up at his wife, meeting her eyes. “Hi, Mrs Ricciardo.”

“Hi, Mr Ricciardo.”

He kissed her, and she never wanted to let him go.

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[definitelynuwonhere]

*Wipes tears*

We’ve/They’ve/He/ The entire redactedverse

Has come so far guys 🥹, and if you think me getting sappy over this is weird, fuck you. IT’s just still wild to me to be in the fandom, to collectively share the same amount of hype, and witness SUCH PASSION about disembodied voices..and silence ig/j

I love that I found this community, regardless of the craziness, I’ve found fanfics, artworks, deepdives, and people that just make my day a little bit better, or worse, depending on what genre I read was that day, point is it’s a complete package I love all of it.

Now back to video talk:

Ioved it. Loved all of them, here are my favorite moments:

David:

- HIS LITTLE “Hi..” WHEN THEY WOKE UP, UGH

- “WE’RE GETTING MARRIED TODAY” (FUCK YEAH YOU ARE KING)

- “hey look at me (*melts*) as crazy as today’s gonna get..just remember, it’s our day” (And Asher’s fool)

- “This is the big one..so let’s have some fun” I CAN HEAR HIS SMILE

Asher:

- *Morphs into Lasko for a few seconds* love that

- “Im gonna be a Husband!” DAMN RIGHT

Car Shenanigans (Had me on my toes, all of them stuck in a *CAR* anything could’ve happened) & Everything else:

- I love that they went with the not seeing the spouse thing and Ofc Darlin’ with the fun car

- “We spent your bachelor party playing destiny. (And Smash)

- “ I can’t imagine what chaos those four are getting into, riding in one car” THEN IT TRANSITIONS TO *Car noises* which is just headtranslated to = Car Karaoke

- Asher hair comment (I KNEW I SHOULD’VE WROTE IT DOWN, I VENTURED TOO FAR WITH SPECIFICS FOR THE BINGO CARD)

- “Just maybe cuss less..” Milo: “Shit” (Fucking amazing)

- *Trio hug* (Crying again)

- “I just feel bad standing up there and looking this good, people might get confused on whose day it is” (ofc he said that. Love that energy )

- “Are we gonna be able to see you? Is there a step stool behind the podium?” “Hey we still have enough time for me to beat your ass and then get you cleaned back up beta boy. So you better watch it. (Perfection. No notes)

- “I now pronounce you Married, the pairs of you, to each other, not all together, Just clap everyone, clap” (PLEASE)

I’m complete now.

[milogreer]

wedding liveblog 💖

OK WEDDING TIME HERE WE GOOO

“you’re beautiful in the morning, all sleepy and cuddly” i’ll bite you david so help me god

courtney stopping mid-sentence to go “ ….. it just occurred to me he has to say vows.” LFHSKFHS

david’s laugh is literally like magic

ASHER’S SO NERVOUS AWW 🥺

driver darlin yeehaw 🫡 darlin trying to enforce not seeing your spouse before the wedding so they can drive “the fun group” YAAYYY PACK LISTENERS ILYSM

“asher, we spent your bachelor party playing destiny 2” HAHAHA

THE SILENT ASS CAR RIDE HELP MEEEE not even any fuckin words on the tape 😭😭😭 WHY IS THIS SECTION SO LONG

“fix your hair!” “it’s supposed to look like this!” “are you trying to look like you got married in a wind tunnel?”

screaming crying sobbing at milo being so nervous abt being officiant and sam reassuring him 🥺😭💕

DAVID FIXING ASHER’S TIE AND ASH ASKING WHY DAVID CHOSE HIM AS BETA IM GOING TO BE SICK !!!!

“take the chance of saying something that’s not perfect if it means you really get to say what you feel.” i need to go lie down. i can’t take him talking about gabe rn I CAN’T

THE OTHER SIDE OF YOUR COIN??? i am actually so fucking sick these two are unbelievable. “the one person i trusted more than anyone else. you made me feel safe at a time when i needed that more than anything else” ……….

asher holding onto this for so many years is so fucking sad bro ASHERRR I LOVE YOU :(

TRIO HUG YEAAAHHHH !!!!!

“being asher and david’s plucky sidekick for the greater part of two decades” MILO 🥺💕

i’m going to fucking cry at milo quoting gabe about the pack being a promise SHUT UP 😭😭

THE SILENT VOWS STOP LMAO it’s funny every time i can’t lie

david’s voice breaking after like four words i know that’s right. big ol softy. crybaby

YAYYY MARRIED CONGRATULATIONS TO THE HAPPY COUPLES 💖💖💖

[pandoraroid]

The Pack Wedding 💥💥💥💗💥

reaction rambles bc yes

please keep in mind this is meant to be lighthearted i love these men with all my heart n life n soul

THIS IS 43 MINUTES IM SO SCARED WHY CANT I PRESS THE VIDEO this is too much nervousness for seven in the morning im dead

DAVEEEYYYYY HIIIIIII GMORNING MWAAAA

"it's the pack everything's gonna go crazy." bro it's the SHAW pack what does that say about you hm 🤔 /j i love you david 

"reception's gonna be a solstice party on steriods" I SNORTED SO DAMN LOUD 😭

now should be a good time to say that part of the reason why i like redacted so much is because it's so funny and lines like that do it for me every single time.

"i love you angel so very much" BOOGSH 💥 im so in love with you david shaw 

i think bro's in love with us guys idk 

"beautiful... you.." NO YOU 🫵 david we are not doing this back in forth in the morning JUST ACCEPT IT

he's triggering my cuteness/love aggression SO FUCKING SAPPY I LUV U MWAH

"you fucking menace c'mere" HIS LAUGH OMFG GOOD FUCKINH MORNINGGGG

IS ASHER NEXT PLEASE TELL ME HE'S NEXT 

MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN

"oh fuck it's the day" me just this morning

"asher breathe we're good you've been training for this your whole life" ELABORATE???? id love to know how exactly youve been training for this asher

"it's our wedding day. holy shit it's our wedding day. i'm gonna be a husband." KILLL MEEE RIGHT NOW I CAN HEAR HIM SMILEEE OMFG WEAR THAT SHIT WITH PRIDE ASHER

"i've always been husband material look at what we're working with" KILL ME RIGHT NOW /pos baabe smacking him though HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

id kiss you for the rest of my life asher

laughing against/while kissing THIS MAN WANTS ME DEAD

"say how much time do we have before we meet everybody in the lobby" LET THEM FUCKING WAIT

MILO AND SAM???? OH MY GOD???? (should go without fucking saying but... drive safe..... please...)

in my head: sam is driving. david's shotgun. ash & milo are in the back. just because. >> BRO I WAS RIGHT????

darlin driving in another car with the other mates??? that... isnt what i think it is.... is it......

david sounds so tired of their bs HAHAHA "rounded out with a little traditional opinion from them of all people" DARLIN FIGHT BACK

"hey we're fun too, right?" ASHER PLEASE

"well let's see: we've got a grouchy grandpa drivin us-" 

"hey." 

"at least he didn't call you cowboy." BRO

"now don't you start." 

"and we got the grumpy alpha."

"i'm not grumpy. just preoccupied."

"right. right." bros didnt even try to sound convinced

"we're fun." 

"asher. we spent your bachelor party playing destiny 2." 

"and smash!" 

"oh my mistake."

this entire conversation. peak.

"i dont even wanna imagine what chaos those four are getting up to piled in one vehicle." OH WOULDNT YOU LIKE TO SAM 

DEAD ASS SILENCE I LOVE IT i cant fycking breathe this is too funny.

in my head, they were definitely arguing over directions. or darlin's driving, or making fun of the other car.

wait darlin what

"or you'll likely end up staring down the maw of my own beautiful mate-" SAMUEL COLLINS

"oh move it mr. wedding day" WHY DOES THAT SOUND SO GOOD

"and fix your hair."

"it's suppose to look like this!"

"are you trying to look like you got married in a wind tunnel?" BRO NOT ON HIS WEDDING DAY 💀

sam encouraging milo omgomg

"you talk more than anyone i know. and i know asher." AHAHHAHAHAHAHA

"is my tie on straight?" 

"is it ever?" is the one wearing it straight /jjjj

david helping him with his tie someone kill me right now

GABE'S CHILI RECIPE WHAT

"why did you pick me?" OH SHIT

i seriously just listened and payed attention to their conversation so no thoughts head empty only them

"what really mattered in a beta was having a person that was the other side of your coin."

"i picked you because you were the one person i trusted more than anyone else. you made me feel safe at a time more than i couldve explained. you were everything i wasnt. where i was distant you were outgoing. where i was rough you were warm. where i was analytical you were intuitive. you're the other side of my coin. you always have been. so it never mattered to me what anyone else thought of what i needed in a beta because they didnt know me. i did. you did. and i needed the person that was right for me not for anybody else."

i couldve typed out everything david said but THIS!!!! I WAS SOBBING!!!! THEY ARE THE OTHER SIDE OF OTHER'S COIN NEVER FORGET THAT!!!!!!!! their vows to each other fr

this is wrecking me THEY LOVE EACH OTHER SO MUCH

"you're too hard on yourself too."

"well we had to have something in common other than destiny and smash bros, right?" the range of friendship everyone 

THEYRE HOLDING BACK TEARS IN THIS ONE TRUST ME 

my heart felt so heavy in this WHY

"i think you're the best fucking beta i could have ever asked for. i think you're the besy friend i could have ever asked for. i deserved most of the time."

aaaanndd got heavier 😁

GROUP HUG GROUP HUG GROUP HUG GROUP HUG GROUP HUG GROUP HUG GROUP HUG GROUP HUG GROUP HUG

"i just feel bad that i'm going to be up there looking this good y'know people are going to get confused on whose wedding day it really is." EAT EM UP SWEETHEART (i meant milo but them too ofc)

"do we get a step stool for behind the podium?" HAHSHAHAHAHHA THE CONCERN IN HIS VOICE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA

"i love you milo"

"i love you too asshole" CRYING 

"thank you for doing this milo"

"i got you. always." ALWAYS.

CEREMONY CEREMONY CEREMONY CEREMONY CEREMONY CEREMONY CEREMONY CEREMONY CEREMONY 

"when i was asked by my friends to officiate their unions, i only had one question for them: how much does it pay?" ASKING THE REAL QUESTIONS

im really listening on this part so head empty.

oohh asher (i think it's asher) laughing through baabe's vows IS SO SWEET I LOVE YOU AND I ALWAYS WILL

OH DAVID GETTING CHOKED UP ON ANGEL'S VOWS KILL ME

"you're the best part of me. and i'll spend the rest of our lives showing that i'm worthy of that." oh david shaw you dont even have to try

"i now pronounce you all married the-the pairs of you to each other not all together" OH THEY ARE NEVER GOING TO LET HIM LIVE THAT DOWN

THE KISSES OMMMGGGKFHEKHEJSS 

CONGRATULATIONS ANGEL & DAVID

CONGRATUALTIONS BABE & ASHER MWAAAAAAAAHH TO ALL OF YOUUU

[perfectlovevn]

hi idk how familiar you are with stardew valley gameplay (i am autistic about it and have put in 500+ hours) so feel free to answer these to the best of your ability

what's milo's overall pace like, and how much does he care about progression within the first two years of a run? any crops he particularly likes using? does he prefer cultivating crops or raising animals, or does he like them equally? how good is he at each of the main 5 skills (farming, foraging, fishing, mining, combat)? any villagers he particularly likes? how much does he care about the dating and marriage aspect, and if he does, favorite bachelor/ette? what's he think of krobus? i'm guessing he's the kind of guy to go community center route on every run, but what's he think of joja? what about pierre? the junimos? anything else noteworthy on how he plays the game?

these questions are mostly directed at pre milo but feel free to answer for violence/manipulation if applicable

Hello! I haven’t played Stardew valley in a while (I have however been into Rune Factory and Potion Permit), but I will try to answer your questions.

Milo I think plays Stardew mostly to relax, so he doesn’t stress too much about progression. I think he likes crops that have trellises like grapes, hopps and green beans because he likes the way they look. Otherwise, I think he will plant mostly anything.

He likes raising animals more. I imagine has a bunch of rabbits and names each one of them. He gets sad when he has to sell them. Probably makes little plushies out of them as well when he knits/sews.

I think he’s the best at farming and foraging. Then mining and fishing. He doesn’t like combat too much because he doesn’t like the sound the insect monsters make. If he has to go down there, he tries to go as fast as possible.

I think he likes Evelyn. He likes that she makes him cookies and is kind. I think he would also like George but it might take a bit to warm up to him.

As a romantic, I think he would like the dating aspect. For bachelors, I think he’d like Shane and Sebastian. Shane mostly because he’d probably feel bad about him getting drunk and he likes that he can get blue chickens. Sebastian, he would probably think is very cool and he likes the little frog event that happens. For bachelorettes, I think Emily and Abigail. Emily is probably pretty obvious since she likes making clothes and Milo likes hand crafts, so it kind of just fits. Similar to Sebastian, he’d probably think Abigail is very cool and wishes he could use a sword like her.

He thinks krobus is pretty cute. Would maybe try to make a plush or sew him on something. Definitely community center. Feels kind of wary of jojo mart. Seems okay with Pierre, though is kind of concerned when he doesn’t want to show his wife his stash. Loves junimos. Thinks they’re adorable. I think also he would spend a lot of time decorating his house. It will be filled with a lot of plushies that’s for sure.

Violence and Manipulation probably don’t play as much, but I don’t think their taste would change all that much from Pre Milo.

Phew that was a lot. I had to do some research since it really has been a while since I played stardew.

[vanillaheartzxx]

okay i need more shaw pack friendship audio shit

and with some pairs you wouldn’t expect

and i mean like baabe and milo hanging out, or darlin and milo planning david and ash’s bachelor party idfk

i would do anything to hear david and baabe talking about asher (id take even slander) the halloween vid is forever in my heart

[frazzledsoul]

Matt Smith on finding out Chris Evans and Milo Ventimiglia are both off the market and he may be the most eligible fortysomething bachelor in Hollywood

[swadloom]

I was curious what the crew's files said so I took pictures. Taken from my tablet so they're not the best. Some of this is stuff that's already revealed or contextualized in this magazine (shoutout to @atlantis-archive for his super cool work) but there's interesting stuff in there nonetheless, like Vinny's explosion incident happening when he was fairly young and what's shown of Mole's past being more tame than Sweet made it out to be (though maybe the sewer exploration just grosses him out, I can see that being something Sweet would be disgusted by as a cleanly doctor and Audrey wouldn't care as much about.)

Unfortunately Vinny and Packard have a lot of their information blocked out and there's barely anything for Rourke at all, I wonder if it's intentional since it makes Rourke more ominous, Packard has a more minor comedic role, and being forced to wonder how many times Vinny got sent to jail is pretty funny.

Transcription under cut. Brackets means I'm interpereting a word that's cut off, question marks means that I'm not sure if I got it right or what it means, and parethesis are for adding context or my own personal commentary or analysis of their backstories. If anyone has any context for some things mentioned that they think they could explain (like place names or historical context), that would be appreciated!

GARTAN MOLIERE Mineralogist and [Excavator] 39 [Birthplace]: Paris, France [Parents:] Christef and Gabrielle Moliere [Expertise:] Extensive knowledge of… the new science of tectonics. Advise… National du France (?), Ottoman Mining, Aus… New South Wales Coal, Slate and Granite… American Coal and Lumber. Has developed… independent mining and excavation vehicle… related equipment. Holds patents on… Acute senses, particularly taste and… enable… to correctly identify any type of… soil… benefit or aid of any scientific… 98.7… time.

Background: [Gartan]… working family, the [young?]… parents were teachers… courses at the Sorbonne… music teacher. Gartan [discovered?]… subterranean pursuits at the… exploring the vast sever [networks]… Paris. By the age of 13, [Moliere]… specialized type of goggles… exploring caves in the surrounding… and catacombs held no [fun?]… He entered Sorbonne at… opportunity to… mining company…

(it sounds like one of his parents was a music teacher at the same college he went to, which is fun to think about.)

VINCENZO [SANTORINI] Explosives and [Demolition] [Palermo], Italy …and Fabiela Santorini (father’s name unknown) …elance (no idea what the word after this that starts with M is, maybe a place in Italy?) …ining 190(?)…[1903] 1903- (dash indicates a range of dates)… Demolitions; Delphi… (?) 1909, Bachelor’s… Delphi Prison… 1910, Technical Overseer… Hardrock Blasting… 1913.

…“Vinny” Santorini is the eldest… ela Santorini (only have “ela” to work from, so this could also be the name of one of his siblings). The parents own… [specializes] in floral arrangement… to an unfortunate, and to… the Santorini family was… [business?]. Young Vincenzo seemed… fascination for fire, and… small boy… blazes. …became… began… 18. By…

(He would have been around 27 in 1903, I’m guessing it might be a range of time that he was in jail. Also he’s apparently been arrested in Greece, so he might have been on the run too. I wonder from the companies mentioned if Vinny worked as a professional demolitionist but would overdo it just for the excitement and cause serious damage) (He’s mentioned as teaching himself about explosives all on his own in the scan, and also the incident that drew him away from the flower business was when he was too young to have finished college unless he’s a huge savant like Milo, so I’m guessing the mentions of degrees are ones that his parents have in botany-related subjects. I like the implication that he comes from a well-educated family and is probably very smart himself but ended up not liking the business he had to be a part of as a kid and instead putting that energy into blowing stuff up)

[AUDREY] ROCIO RAMIREZ [Chief] Mechanic [Michigan] (Parents names are blocked out, though Manuel can be seen later) …in her… assistant… for [mechanical/mechanics]… at age of… age of… orvisery(?) [position] at age 11. …with fledgling… Credited with developing… method 1909. Developed… oling(?) system 1910. …drive gears 1910. …Reduction-Gear Steering …[Master] Mechanic Manuel… [Industries], Audrey Rocia… from the time she… months, she could… any clock in the… Ana Ramirez found… any lock she… of trying to keep… that no matter

(Master Mechanic Manuel sounds plausible for the name of her father’s business. He’s characterized as somewhat self-centered along with how Audrey talks about him in the movie, she also seems to look up to her sister more than him with how she talks about her and has probably learned some about fighting from her. I can see him contributing to her tough attitude. Unknown if Ana is the name of her mother or sister.)

[STRONGBEAR SWEET] [Medical] Officer …Jerika [Sweet] [Internal Medicine?]… … .D. [University]… 189(?)… Medic… with… until 1901, acting as… Roosevelt's personal… during the Kettle and… [instrumental] in treatment of… in disease-ridden… ceased… Received no… [personal] letter from… [knowledge] of Arapho and… by his maternal (assuming uncle)… and studied… 1905. Traveled to… at Prins Oklahoma and… at Baxter

…in Fort Phil (Kearny?)… Pine Ridge

(I tried looking up Kansas universities that might fit with what’s cut off, seems like most likely he went to college out of state. ?.D. university… My best guesses are the universities of Idaho, South Dakota, or North Dakota. The University of Idaho may have been too young at the time to be a candidate, he would have been 27 already when it was established.) (if anyone knows what “the Kettle” is referring to please let me know!) (Side note, the mention in the scan of Sweet caring for people on both sides of the battle, presumably the Spanish-American war, calls to mind how Sweet seems to distrust Rourke’s motives but still tags along to be a doctor for the team. He’s so underrated I love Sweet so much.)

(Packard’s page, first angle:) [phone] in 1888… [professional]… ment(?) of work. …known… 1893. …1898-1901. …Worked… 1902-04. …1902. …1903. …[develop Radar]… (Packard’s page, second angle:) …[BERTHA] PACKARD [Communications?] Officer Cudot (parent name) …1875… of… [communication]… full… brating(?) Telephone in 1888… Secured congressional… (not much to gather from this one except that she seems to have been working with researchers and communication technology all her life, since she was 22. Could explain why she’s so nonchalant about her job by now.)

(Rourke’s page:) …life of… “C”… Golden… became… Also… (I wonder what “C” means, perhaps a codename? I'm assuming Golden refers to some kind of reward from the military.)

[ashturnedtomist]

audios I need:

- Guy and Honey angst (just bc I like being in pain)

- Avior and Starlight FI-NAL-LY having their cafe date

- Asher post-Bachelor party

- David taking care of Angel post bachelrix (?) party (what is the gender neutral equivalent to bachelor/bachelorette???)

- LASKO’S LISTENER MEETING THE DAMN CREW

- More Anton :( </3

- MORE HUSH

- Geordi letting Cutie (after a LOT OF PROGRESS) into his head again for the first time post-separation </3

- idek Milo and Sweetheart content PLEASE

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CAIN,   MILO   JACKSON.         ↝         𝗜𝗡   𝗧𝗛𝗘   𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗧   𝗢𝗙   𝗧𝗛𝗘   𝗠𝗢𝗠𝗘𝗡𝗧,   𝖬𝖸   𝖬𝖨𝖭𝖣   𝖦𝖮𝖳   𝖫𝖤𝖥𝖳   𝖮𝖴𝖳   𝖨𝖭   𝖳𝖧𝖤   𝖢𝖮𝖫𝖣.

𝗳𝗶𝗹𝗲   𝗮𝗰𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀:         [...]               ꗃ               𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗌.

named.         ───         milo   jackson   cain. nicknamed.         ───         his   name   sounds   like   a   nickname   all   on   its   own,   so   he’s   never   earnt   one. aged.         ───         twenty3. date   of   birth.         ───         june   the   eleventh,   2001.   6.47   pm. place   of   birth.         ───         sydney,   new   south   wales,   australia. occupation.         ───         cashier      @      driftwood   records,      +      planetarium   projectionist      @      tanya   b.   heady   museum   of   natural   history      +      planetarium. nationality.         ───         australian. gender      +      pronouns.         ───         cis   man,   he/him. orientations.         ───         bisexual,   biromantic. zodiac.         ───         gemini   sun,   aquarius   moon,   capricorn   rising.

mother.         ───         alicia   danielle   cain,   née   davidson.    father.         ───         robert   paul   cain. siblings.         ───         jacinta   jasmine   cain,   older   sister.    marital   status.         ───         single.    children.         ───         none,   thank   god. pets.         ───         a   three   -   year   -   old   blue   heller,   called   patsy.   his   sister   currently   looks   after   pat,   given   the   whole   ‘impulse   move   to   the   middle   of   nowhere’   thing   he   pulled   off. notable   extended   family.         ───         lots   of   aunts,   uncles      +      cousins   on   both   sides   of   his   family,   which   leads   to   rambunctious   family   get   -   togethers.

visually.         ───         stands   at   six   foot   tall,   all   lithe      +      lean.   very   much   a   sleeper   build         ;         unobtrusively   muscular,   almost   non   -   threatening   until   you   look   a   little   too   hard.   freckles      +      moles   are   a   constellation   across   his   entire   body.   prominent   adam’s   apple,   which   seems   to   grow   whenever   he   nervous   swallows.   a   head   full   of   jet   -   black   curls   that   have   a   tendency   to   fall   into   his   eyes.   speaking   of:   big,   brown,   baby   calf   eyes.   forever   crinkled   at   the   corners   as   a   result   of   a   mischievous,   toothy   grin   that   lights   up   his   whole   face.   truly   unfairly   long,   beautiful   lashes.   littered   in   patchwork   tattoos   all   over,   no   rhyme   or   reason   to   any   of   them.   dimples   punched   into   both   corners   of   his   mouth,   frustratingly   charming.   one   piercing   in   his   ear,      +      a   simple   silver   chain   hangs   around   his   neck,   a   la   connell   waldron.   in   terms   of   clothing,   he’s   very,   very   casual         —         almost   averse   to   formal   clothing.   reckons   he’d   have   a   reaction   if   he   had   to   wear   a   suit.   certainly   hasn’t   made   friends   with   an   iron   in   the   past   few   years.   favours   oversized   t   -   shirts,   graphic   button   -   ups   that   he’s   allergic   to   doing   up.      (      everybody’s   gotten   very,   very   used   to   the   first   three   buttons   being   undone,      +      a   stretch   of   skin   being   exposed.   good   thing   jack   isn’t   here,   she’d   whack   him   upside   the   head.      )      favours   jeans,   dickies   or   uniqlo   trousers.   owns   far   too   many   pairs   of   vans,   but   that’s   neither   here   nor   there.        

education.         ───         graduated   his   local   high   school,   obtained   a   bachelors’   degree   in   media   from   the   university   of   new   south   wales. religion.         ───         agnostic.   knows   he   believes   in   something,   but   he   doesn’t   quite   know   what   yet. socioeconomic   standing.         ───         thoroughly   middle   class.    current   residence.         ───         a   three   -   bedroom   house   shared   with   two   roommates.      (      give   him   his   roommates      !!!      )      a   genuinely   decent   place,   albeit   littered   with   their   collective   shit      +      an   unholy   amount   of   takeaway   containers      +      ashtrays      +      instruments   in   places   they   shouldn’t   be.   his   room   is   decked   out   in   posters      (      framed,   he’s   a   grown   -   up,   or   so   they   tell   him      )      +      fairy   lights   are   strung   up   around   the   room.   his   sister   bought   him   an   oil   diffuser   before   he   left      +      he’s   usually   got   that   going,   mostly   because   it   lights   up      +      casts   a   neon   glow.   vinyl   player   is   forever   going   in   the   corner,      +      he   has   several   crates’   full   of   records.

personality.         ───         shit   -   stirrer   extraordinnaire.   there’s   a   halcyon   joie   de   vivre   that   glows   off   of   milo,   infectious   in   the   way   he   smiles      +      the   echo   of   his   laugh.   it’s   impossible   to   be   down   around   him,   not   when   he’s   forever   making   a   quip   or   an   off   -   colour   joke,   syllables   always   lifted   with   the   ghost   of   an   amused   little   chuckle.   it’s   hard   to   get   him   to   take   anything   seriously         —         eternal   stoner   philosophy   of,      ‘it’s   all   good,   man,   nothing   to   worry   about’.      not   a   single   wukka   to   be   had,   even   when   he   probably   should   have   several   wukkas.   he’s   delightfully   easy   to   get   along   with,   annoyingly   talkative      +      determined   to   make   friends   with   everyone   he   comes   across.         (      also:   local   whore.   again,   neither   here   nor   there,   but   once   a   tremendous   flirt,   always   a   tremendous   flirt.   he   claims   he   can’t   help   it,   but   he   definitely   can.      )         he’s   just         …         a   remarkably   chilled   -   out   person,   whose   life   goals   appear   to   be   coasting   along      +      making   shit   up   as   he   goes.  

mbti.         ───         esfp. enneagram.         ───         type   7w6,   the   entertainer. element.         ───         air. temperament.         ───         sanguine. vice.         ───         lust. virtue.         ───         diligence. inspirations.         ───         nathan   young,   misfits.   jess   mariano,   gilmore   girls.   seth   cohen,   the   oc.   lip   gallagher,   shameless.   richie   tozier,   it.   james   potter,   harry   potter   series. anthems.         ───         dial   drunk,   noah   kahan.   that   sound,   sam   fender.   fortune   favours   the   bold,   gerry   cinnamon.   trouble,   cage   the   elephant.   crush,   ethel   cain.   glamorous   indie   rock      +      roll,   the   killers. likes.         ───         natural   bodies   of   water,   preferably   salt.   loud   live   music,   the   kind   where   you   can   feel   the   kickdrum   in   your   chest.   getting   stoned      +      wandering   through   museums,   galleries   alike.   bonfires.   all   kinds   of   liquor      (      not   keen   on   american   beer   but   he’ll   still   drink   it      ).   skateboard   stickers. dislikes.         ───         supersized   meals.   being   landlocked.   the   engine   warning   light   on   his   car,   which   refuses   to   leave   no   matter   how   many   times   he   gets   the   damn   thing   serviced.   kale.   the   smell   of   cheap   sunscreen.   kombucha.    last   watched.         ───         frasier,   s1   ep   8:   ‘beloved   infidel’. last   listened   to.         ───         the   greatest   view,   silverchair. last   read.         ───         heavier   than   heaven,   charles   r.   cross. last   social   media   post.         ───         an   instagram   story         —         a   short   video   of   a   guitar   riff   he’s   been   playing   around   with.   half   -   thirst   trap,   it’s   posted   from   the   comfort   of   his   bed,      +      he’s   very   clearly   shirtless   behind   his   guitar.   dickhead. favourite   colour.         ───         green. favourite   food.         ───         burnt   butter      +      sage   gnocchi,   with   a   goddamned   enormous   rainfall   of   parmesan. favourite   drink.         ───         if   he’s   in   the   states,   diet   coke.   if   he’s   back   home,   a   crisp   crown   lager. favourite   animal.         ───         dog.

𝗳𝗶𝗹𝗲   𝗮𝗰𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀:         [...]               ꗃ               𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒.

again,   cannot   b   fucked   with   something   big   so   here   we   go   pt   2      !!!!

born   in   redfern,   sydney.   grew   up   in   the   suburbs   with   his   parents      (      a   tradesman      +      an   english   teacher      )      +      his   older   sister      (      an   insufferable   know   -   it   -   all,   but   his   best   friend   regardless      ).   there’s   nothing   remarkable   to   note   about   his   childhood         —         he   was   a   good   kid,   half   -   decent   at   school   once   he   was   diagnosed   with   adhd      +      medicated   for   it.   very   athletics   -   focused,   despite   a   natural   aptitude   towards   humanities   -   based   subjects   that   he’ll   come   to   fall   in   love   with   when   he’s   a   little   older.   class   clown   but   not   in   an   obstructive   way         ;         everyone’s   best   friend,   blessed   with   an   irresistible   charm.  

he’s   a   little   shit   as   a   teenager,      +      his   sister   spends   entirely   too   much   of   her   time   trying   to   corral   him   into   being   normal         —         to   no   avail.   weekends   are   spent   with   his   friends,   jumping   the   turnstiles   on   the   train      +      flirting   his   way   out   of   any   fines,   charming   his   way   into   discounts   on   drinks   that   he   shouldn’t   be   buying,   sneaking   into   concerts      +      calling   jacinta   to   pick   him   up   when   he’s   blackout   drunk.      (         quite   frankly,   it’s   amazing   that   their   relationship   is   as   solid   as   it   is         ;         he   refers   to   her   as   his   rock,   the   anchor   that   steadies   him   when   he’s   bobbing   through   waves,   unbuoyed      +      unbothered   by   what   crashes   over   him   sheerly   because   he   knows   she’s   there.   she   simply   rolls   her   eyes      +      affects   an   annoyed   tone   when   she   refers   to   her   kid   brother,   eternal   dipshit.      )        

high   school   is   no   challenge   for   him,   especially   when   he   bothers   to   apply   himself.   ends   up   as   school   captain,   captain   of   their   afl   team      +      the   editor   of   the   school   paper.   he   shouldn’t   be   able   to   juggle   it   all   as   well   as   he   does,   but   it   just   sort   of      …      happens.   at   the   same   time,   he’s   fallen   head   over   heels   in   love         —         childhood   sweetheart,   drifted   away      +      turned   adolescent   devotion.   when   he   passes   his   driving   test,   his   first   solo   drive   is   in   his   mum’s   holden   commodore   in   the   middle   of   the   night,   to   go   see   his   girlfriend.      (      side   note:   loses   his   virginity   that   night.   couldn’t   wipe   the   golden   glow   off   of   his   face,   even   when   his   mum   was   giving   him   the   third   degree   about   fucking   off   with   the   car.      )      when   they   graduated,   he   was   privately   convinced   he   was   going   to   marry   her         ;         dreams   of   neat   fences      +      the   smell   of   freshly   -   mown   grass,   kids   giggling   in   the   pool      +      his   arms   around   her   shoulders,   chin   buried   in   the   mess   of   her   hair.  

what   happens:      they   make   a   decision.   he’ll   go   to   the   university   of   new   south   wales   for   journalism,   she’ll   go   to   monash   for   medicine,   they’ll   see   each   other   where   they   can.   love   professed   in   bedrooms      +      the   backs   of   cars   alike,   kisses   pressed   to   the   sweaty   tangle   of   her   fingers   through   his.      (      we   can   do   this,   right      ?      long   distance      ?      couldn’t   imagine   anyone   i’d   rather   do   it   with,   babe.      )      he   browses   jewellers   for   three   years,   sets   his   eyes   on   an   eye   -   watering   diamond      +      starts   a   little   fund.   casual   jobs   worked,   childhood   bedroom   still   inhabited   so   he   doesn’t   have   to   pay   rent.   facetime   calls      +      trips   to   melbourne   where   he   can,   shamelessly   charming   her   roommates   so   they   go   out   on   the   town      +      leave   them   alone   for   the   night.      what   happens:      they’re   twenty   -   two,      +      he   notices   a   hickey   on   her   neck.   it’s   faded,   but   it’s   there.   it   opens   up   a   world   of   observances   that   he’d   had   his   blinders   on   to:   an   unfamiliar   shirt   draped   over   the   back   of   a   chair,   the   rushed   goodbyes   on   phone   calls,   the   distance   that   had   grown,   ivy      +      rust   through   telephone   lines.      “what’s   that?   on   your   neck?   don’t   lie   to   me,   please.”      he’s   a   little   choked   -   up   when   he   asks,      +      she   has   the   dignity   not   to   lie.      “i’ve,   um.   fuck,   milo,   this   is   so   hard.   i   love   you,   i   always   will.   but   i’ve   m-”      (      your   call   has   been   disconnected.      )

diamond   ring   fund   be   damned.   shattered   pieces   of   his   good,   broken   heart   lie   on   the   floor.   gold   -   limned   dreams   are   burst   like   bubbles,      +      in   a   moment   of   desperation,   he   throws   a   dart   at   a   map.   the   first   one   misses,   lodges   itself   in   a   polaroid   of   them   together,   his   mouth   pressed   to   hers.      (      you   said   forever   and   i   almost   bought   it      /      i   miss   fighting   in   your   old   apartment      /      breakin’   dishes   when   you’re   disappointed      /      i   still   love   you,   i   promise      /      nothing   happened   in   the   way   i   wanted      /      every   corner   of   this   house   is   haunted.      )      the   second   one   is   more   expertly   aimed,   lodges   itself   in   some   bumfuck   town   in   rhode   island.   three   hours   later,   he’s   formed   a   plan.

kilmer’s   cove   is   nothing   like   sydney,      +      he   falls   in   love   with   it   for   exactly   that   reason.   he’s   worlds   away   from   his   broken   heart      +      the   life   he   thought   he   wanted         —         what   he   has   now   is   a   degree   that   he   doesn’t   know   what   the   fuck   to   do   with,   an   apartment   with   a   collection   of   roommates   that   he   thinks   might   be   the   best      +      worst   people   he’s   ever   met.   jacinta   keeps   asking   him   when   he’s   getting   over   his   tantrum      +      coming   home.      (      not   anytime   soon,   jack.   sorry.      )

𝗳𝗶𝗹𝗲   𝗮𝗰𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀:         [...]               ꗃ               𝗍𝗂𝖽𝖻𝗂𝗍𝗌.

tba <333

[rockwithu]

@oatsmilkies   sent:   "show   me   how   much   you   missed   me."

shiloh’s   apartment   had   always   felt   too   big.

the   tabloids   had   called   it   his   ‘bachelor   pad’—a   lavish   penthouse   in   new   york,   perched   high   enough   to   see   the   breathtaking   view   of   the   skyline.   it   was   filled   with   pricey   furniture   he’d   picked   up   at   galleries   and   auctions,   pieces   chosen   carefully   to   match   his   taste.   dark   leather   couches,   a   marble-topped   coffee   table,   soft,   expensive   rugs,   and   walls   adorned   with   paintings   that   most   people   would   only   dream   of   owning.   but   somehow,   even   with   all   its   luxury,   the   space   felt   too   big   for   him   alone.   empty.   endless.   cold.

his   bed   was   no   different.   king-sized,   draped   with   high-quality   sheets   and   blankets   so   soft   they   almost   felt   like   clouds.   on   paper,   it   should   be   comforting.   and   it   is.   yet,   shiloh   spent   too   many   nights   staring   up   at   the   ceiling.   he   couldn’t   count   the   number   of   sleepless   hours   he’d   spent,   wide   awake   in   that   oversized   bed,   feeling   alone.

now,   though,   things   were   different.   milo   was   on   his   bed,   his   tall,   broad   frame   stretched   out,   filling   the   space   that   had   always   felt   too   large.   shiloh   was   straddling   him—thighs   pressed   firmly   on   either   side   of   milo’s   hips,   ass   against   his   crotch—it   was   suddenly   cramped,   too   small,   the   room   filling   up   with   milo’s   presence   as   though   he   alone   was   enough   to   complete   it.   shiloh’s   hand   had   slipped   under   milo's   shirt,   fingers   teasing   against   his   skin,   and   every   breath   he   sucked   in   was   shallow,   each   exhale   too   warm.

fuck,   milo   looked   good   like   this,   beneath   him,   gazing   up   with   a   dark   look   in   his   eyes   that   held   just   as   much   want,   just   as   much   need   as   shiloh   did.   his   half-undone   jeans   hung   low,   tempting   as   hell,   and   shiloh   felt   breathless,   though   they   were   only   just   getting   started.   his   skin   was   flushed,   his   clothes   only   becoming   a   frustrating   barrier   he   was   itching   to   rid   himself   of.   every   layer,   every   button,   every   scrap   of   fabric   felt   toomuchtoomuchtoomuch,   like   it   was   suffocating   him.   he   needed   to   feel   milo's   skin   against   his   own,   the   raw   heat   of   his   bare   body,   to   feel   milo   inside   him   again,   stretching   him   out.   “fuck,   you   have   no   idea…”   shiloh   whispered.   he   couldn't   remember   the   last   time   he’d   been   intimate   with   anyone.   while   tj   had   tried   to   forget   his   pain   in   meaningless   flings   and   shallow   relationships,   shiloh—he’d   always   held   back,   unable   to   even   imagine   being   in   bed   with   someone   else.   kissing   anyone   else   had   felt   impossible.   and   letting   someone   touch   him...   it   was   unimaginable.   this   was   exactly   why   he   was   so   desperate   now,   so   embarrassingly   needy.   just   rutting   against   milo’s   lap   already   had   him   practically   gasping   for   air.   "please...   off—off,   take   this   off."   he   rushed,   pushing   himself   up   to   his   knees   to   help   milo   tug   his   jeans   down.    “take   it   all   off   and   i'll   show   you.”

[livvyofthelake]

there are like only three real contenders for winning dwts this season and to be honest i finally watched this week’s episode and genuinely skipped over everyone else… actually not true i watched jenn tran she’s not bad! and the bachelor guy isn’t horrible either but who even cares this mirrorball trophy is ilona, stephen, or chandler’s to win let’s take this seriously. and i would honestly be fine with any of them winning this is fortunately not a repeat of season 27 where i still feel a rage in my soul when i’m in my moms car and she has her radio on and i hear anything to do with bobby bones…. i’m still praying on that man’s downfall it’s beyond serious that shit was RIGGED! justice for milo manheim! anyway. i don’t think chandler will win because while she has the judges scores and is clearly the best dancer on the show i don’t feel like she has the popular vote in the bag especially since in olympic years people tend to watch the show for the olympians and vote for them so it feels like the real contest is between ilona and stephen. i don’t think ilona is as good a dancer but i know she’s gonna make it super far because she HAS the popularity and she’s really good enough at dancing to coast through and also people like alan he’s one of the better pros on the show rn (i personally would not describe brandon that way sorry chandler they gave you a mid one. i mean he’s not a bad pro he’s just not one of the elites. he could never be the next derek hough. alan could be the next derek hough if he tried… ok i’m biased for alan he danced with hannah brown a few seasons back and they won and it was beautiful and i loved it SORRY for being an alan girl…) meanwhile stephen is a pretty great dancer AND has the popularity so i kinda think he’s gonna win it. which will be a loss for me as a chandler kinney fan but hey i like stephen too and rylee is one of my favorite pros so i’d love to see her get a win on her second season (rylee is one of my favorites entirely due to nepotism btw… this is the first time i’ve seen her on the show but she’s literally lindsey arnold’s sister… i fucking LOVED lindsey when she was on…) anyway. rip anna delvey you came you gave nothing and you got eliminated week two. slay

[b1rdbr41n]

tell me the milo lore, coward (lighthearted)

bet, to preface though, i am a gay lil shit and so theres a fair bit of oc x canon and weaving his backstory into pre-existing characters ect ect because its fun

the very basics!! Milo is an avatar of the dark that is not entangled in the whole mess of the peoples church of the divine host, however he does have some history with the catholic church.

BACKSTORY- START OF S1 STUFF

he was marked by the dark when he was very young, in an incident that ended up with his immediate family dead and him missing, during which he was also marked by the lonely. eventually he was found and was placed to live with his aunt (mothers side), who was a nun and got him into the church. he was unfortunately targeted and groomed by the priest (i dont know how to make that sound any less harsh my apologies) and generally did a lot of suffering in silence, all the while the temptations of the dark were eating at him. he made a plan to escape to go to college in london, but was found out and accused of being possessed (because they wanted to keep him in the church not out of any genuine concern of him being possessed). an exorcism was attempted on him and he ended up 'dying' in the process. his death was the catalyst for him becoming a full avatar (think like how jon only became a full avatar after pretty much dying in the unknowing) and he killed the priest in an act of revenge and then made his escape, still not knowing what exactly was going on with him as he didnt have any idea what the fears were. since he was declared dead he wasnt a suspect in the priests death, but had some trouble with creating a new identity to go by afterwards because he was still trying to live like a normal person and go to college and all that jazz.

in college was where he ended up meeting Oliver Banks, who took pity on him and finally explained what on earth was going on with him. the two dated briefly before they graduated, milo graduated with a bachelors in library science (if that is the correct name for it im not sure) and ended up getting a job in artifact storage in the magnus institute. (circa 2007, so gertrude era) he was pretty good at his job but was really quiet and private to the point he got a joke reputation for just being a ghost.

when jon became archivist he was transferred to the archives as an assistant, after a 'deal' with elias. elias would make sure he didnt have to hurt ppl to get fear, in return for making sure jon (he said everyone but he rlly only cared abt jon making it) lasted long enough for elias' goals (which he did not share with milo obviously). so milo was sent down to the archives to be a guard dog of sorts.

HOW HIS AVATAR SHIT WORKS

hes less associated with the whole cult-y aspect of the dark (and in fact actively despises the peoples church of the divine host despite their attempts to recruit him) and is closely tied to the 'brackish water' thats often associated with it. both his parents and the priest he killed died via their lungs being filled with black water. he needs skin to skin contact and intention in order to actually kill, which is why he constantly wears gloves, just in case. if he were to touch someone on. say, their chest, they'd get very cold, their throat would start to close and their vision would darken, like the background, other than milo, is fading to black. their lungs fill with black fluid and it usually pours from their mouth, nose and eyes. they basically drown on dry land and he's the only thing they see. its not super flashy and is usually very quiet up until when they yk. collapse

OTHER RELATIONS

the lukas family! milos father was one of the few lukas' that rejected the lonely and left, in an attempt to keep his children away from the lonely/the fears in general. however he sadly was unsuccessful.

Tim Stoker!! milo had a fwb situation with tim up until his death, the two had fallen for each other but never got the chance to say it, and with tim being so volatile in s3, when he learned that milo was an avatar they had a huge fight

Michael (distortion)! the two are.. i dont want to say friends but milo is very colorblind and that takes away so much of what makes the distortion scary so hes not very afraid of it, which it is fascinated by.

hes also got some history with @itschesshire 's ocs bastian and silas :))))

Gertrude Robinson. she pretty quickly found him out and they had a deal of sorts. they left each other alone and he wrote a statement (which jon later finds) as a sort of failsafe if he ended up being a problem for gertrude

OTHER????

he is a folk musician!! this has nothing to do with him being an avatar. boy just is trying to be as normal as he can ( i imagine he sounds like a mix of these two artists: https://youtu.be/HDHrQnIptq0?si=hCjZ-m_dJESkU5rW https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JMTaOoYXzEk)

hes a very kind and generally good person, and is very distraught with what hes done/has to do as an avatar

he cant go in the sun, at least not much

hes classically trained in piano

his shadow constantly changes, but never actually reflects his form like it should

he is CONSTANTLY cold

hes naturally blonde

im running out of things to put here just off the top of my head

[poisonfireleafs]

Episode 09: Finale!

We have come to the finale of this season of the Bachelor! In this episode Veles is going to date the remaining contestants. After the dates are finished, Veles will give us the final answer. Who do you think will win? Will it be Imogen or Milo? Stay tuned!