#oh my god I wish I was a normal American

[ofbetterbodies]

Dear god grant me the serenity to not kill myself when my social anxiety ruins my relationships

[pupkou]

can we come together as a community and be honest with ourselves .. because i’m tired of seeing everything turned into an egg roll. not everything needs to be an egg roll

[mirrorball-leclerc]

big reputations - part nine

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alex albon I AM ERAS TOUR READY FUCKERS!!!

mark webber are you sure it's wise to take all of them with you?

mastermind oh i'm sure i'll regret this in about 20 minutes when they all start pushing each other to be at the front.

jenson button good luck to you then. can't wait to meet her in vegas, once again, sorry i couldn't make it mastermind it's okay, she understands.

george russell I'M SO FUCKING EXCITED

kevin magnussen i don't know how you managed to convince all 20 of us to show up together.

mastermind i'm letting you bring your wife and child kevin, that's how i convinced you. as for the rest of them, well i promised them an extra ticket for whoever they wanted to invite

oscar piastri is christian coming?

sebastian vettel YOU INVITED CHRISTIAN?? mastermind obviously? and mick too!

charles leclerc please tell him to stop calling

mastermind maybe you should listen to what he has to say? charles leclerc can’t according to sabrina i’m a masochist

carlos sainz you guys are really pushing that family narrative aren’t you?

oscar piastri you wish that was you huh? oscar piastri you’re sooo jealous - sabrina lando norris ARE THE SIX OF YOU ALWAYS TOGETHER? oscar piastri duh - sabrina

max verstappen you have got to stop hanging out with sabrina.

oscar piastri wow. you wanted us to bond and get along and now that we are you don't like? i can't understand you verstappen oscar piastri yeah what the fuck verstappen? - sabrina

lando norris wow, i've been replaced as oscar’s bff

logan sargeant piss off you crumpet that’s me and you fucking know it lando norris whatever george washington alex albon oh great. now all i’m going to hear for the next week the hamilton soundtrack. are you proud of yourself norizz? lando norris why does me calling him george washington have logan sargeant USA MOTHER FUCKERS!! FUCK THE BRITISH!! alex albon that's fucking why you muppet. every time you make a fucking america joke he listens to the hamilton soundtrack

mark webber i can't believe i let oscar drag me into this

oscar piastri oh be quiet, i know you're thrilled to be here.

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she's okay at performing i guess she's an angel, truly. oh my god!! gorgeous checo said to caption this, vamos a reputar!

lando norris CHAT IS THIS REAL??

yuki tsunoda WHAT THE FUCK????

max verstappen I FUCKING KNEW MY PLAN WOULD WORK!! charles leclerc I CAME UP WITH THE LYRICS VERSTAPPEN!!

max verstappen I FUCKING KNEW BEFORE ALL OF YOU

kevin magnussen i no longer have a voice and my hearing is gone

jenson button well now i'm so upset i wasn't there!

logan sargeant daniel ricciardo, you fucking gaslighter. you will pay for your crimes against the court

valtteri bottas congrats daniel, never doubted you for a second.

alex albon that's a fucking lie. we all fucking know it. none of us had faith in him

zhou guanyu thank you for invite daniel. i had fun.

daniel ricciardo of course zhou! glad you could make it!

yuki tsunoda HOW DARE YOU KEEP THIS FROM US RICCIARDO!!

oscar piastri added two people

sebastian vettel we should've known something was up when you insisted mark and i fly out to argentina

yuki tsunoda I DEMAND AN EXPLANATION RICCIARDO

yuki tsunoda I'M YOUR TEAMMATE RICCIARDO!! HOW COULD YOU NOT TELL ME?? ME?? OF ALL PEOPLE!!

lewis hamilton well that was fun

daphne jones huh, you were right, they were going to freak out.

sabrina carpenter i've never heard grown men shout so loud and i've been to a football game.

lando norris american or british? sabrina carpenter who cares?? it's still grown men chasing a ball??

lance stroll i have to know, what is max's problem with sabrina? is it real??

max verstappen she's annoying sabrina carpenter he's a little bitch charles leclerc i swear they like each other normally. max verstappen no, we don't sabrina carpenter no, we don't

yuki tsunoda I DEMAND AN EXPLANATION!!

daniel ricciardo not even my own mother is this upset yuki

yuki tsunoda YOU LIED TO US FOR MONTHS!! LIAR!

nico hülkenberg do we get to embarrass him in front of his girlfriend now??

daniel ricciardo NO! STOP! daphne jones oh please do!

fernando alonso i caught him screaming 22 back in 2014. i seem to recall jules laughing his head off as daniel screamed along to the words.

sebastian vettel i was his teammate for a season and he was always playing one of her songs. max verstappen i heard "fuck kanye" one too many times in 2017. mark webber he's been in love with you for far too long jenson button we didn't think he had it in him to convince you to date him.

lewis hamilton he sang the story of us after the hungarian grand prix to me and rosberg.

sabrina carpenter you guys said it was okay to say nico in front of him?? george russell only when referring to nico hülkenberg never rosberg

daphne jones well... this is an odd bunch

alex albon MS. JONES, I SWEAR WE'RE NORMAL!! logan sargeant see, even i don't believe that alex albon shut up logan

daphne jones i've heard enough stories to know none of you are slightly normal.

esteban ocon added one person

mick schumacher i saw this coming! it's not like they were subtle about it.

yuki tsunoda BE QUIET SCHUMACHER! LET ME WALLOW IN ANGER!

mick schumacher okay.

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¡leclerc-s speaks! can't believe i'm almost done with this story. i literally love this one so much. i think i've like 4 or 5 parts left for this one.

¡disclaimer! this is in no way making assumptions about the people involved in this story, this is all fake. it is a fanfiction please don't take any of what is said seriously. this is all for entertainment purposes and as a creative outlet. enjoy!

[anachronistic-falsehood]

#6 for the wrapped game >:]c i think number 6 songs are fun. which one got left juuuust off the top 5

THIS ONE IS NOT A SURPRISE 2 ME. god. i had this shit on repeat for ages. its not even that good a song it just scratched an itch in my brain. anyway here's some gay qsmp shit

The lights of Las Casualonas flash in Pac's eyes, leaving afterimages of the bodies around him in his vision, his head spins from alcohol, the music is deafening, and he doesn't think he's felt this alive since Cell ate his leg.

He's never been a party guy. Clubs were never his scene. But Melissa is on a stripper pole on stage and laughing as Mariana sticks a couple bills between her tits, Etoiles is half passed out at the bar and babbling to Phil in what might be French or English but it's really hard to tell, Fit is dancing with Mike in the corner and looks really fucking hot covered in sweat like that Jesus fucking Christ, and everyone else, all of Pac's friends and family, are dancing and drinking and having fun like they're going to die tomorrow.

With everything else that's been happening lately, they all needed this.

He stumbles into a body and giggles, struggling to keep his balance. "Sorry, sorry," he mutters. "I'm just--I need another drink."

The person turns around and his heart leaps into his throat. Cell. Cellbit. Not--not Cell. He's hasn't been Cell in years. Like, a decade, probably. Has it been that long since Alcatraz? Damn.

Cellbit looks at him, eyes hazy, and oh, yeah, he's also drunk as fuck, isn't he? He's got a drink in his hand, and it's something red, and there's a drop of it on the corner of his mouth, and Pac isn't sure if he wants to run away or lick it off his face.

No, he shouldn't do that. Down, boy. Chill.

Cellbit smiles, his too-sharp teeth glinting in the light, and there's a slight red tint to them because of whatever he's drinking, and Pac wishes it was his blood in that cup. What? Who said that. No one said that. No one said--anything. He's normal.

"Queridinho," Cellbit purrs--literally, like a fucking cat, shit, and Pac feels like an electrical current has been sent down his spine. Fucking hell.

He looks so much like Cell. He is Cell, just--older. Different. Hotter. Pac finds himself giggling again. This is weird. Nice, though. Man, Cellbit is sexy. Pac wants to, like, open up his ribs and crawl into his chest cavity, or something. No, that's weirder. He's drunk. Whatever.

He stumbles, and Cellbit holds out his arms to steady him, drink sloshing in his cup. "Woah. Peqi, how many drinks have you had?"

Pac tries to count on his fingers, but trying to focus on them is hard. He giggles again and leans his forehead on Cellbit's shoulder.

"Mmmmm, a few," he mutters, and he's not even sure if he's talking loud enough for Cellbit to hear.

Then Cellbit's giggling, and Pac stumbles into him, and they've got an armful of each other, Cellbit's drink spilling a little on Pac's pants, but who cares anymore, really? This is nice. This is really nice.

Pac pulls away just enough to look at Cell's face--Cellbit's face, god dammit, they're--different people. Kind of. Not really. That's how Pac likes to think about it, but Cellbit looks a lot like Cell right now, looking down at Pac like he's--like he's a rabbit and Cell is a wolf. Or something. That's hot. Also terrifying. Mostly hot though.

Cellbit holds up his drink like an offering, staring at Pac, waiting.

Pac leans forward and places his lips on the rim of the cup. Cellbit gently tips it, letting Pac get a sip of what's in it. Cranberry and raspberry juice, mostly, with some vodka. Hm. Not bad.

Cellbit lowers the cup, then immediately leans in to press a kiss to Pac's lips, way too quick and way too chaste. "Want another drink?" he mutters, mere centimetres from Pac's mouth.

Pac nods. Cellbit takes his hand and starts dragging him through the crowd towards the bar. Pac smiles, holds on tight, and lets Cell sweep him away in the flashing lights.

[hopelesslyromanticgay]

An Americano, Please? Part 3

Word count: 1.3K A/N: Just an FYI, I don't usually upload twice a day, I just felt particularly inspired today. As always, italics in quotation marks signify the speaking is using romanian dialect.

Y/N's POV:

I gotta admit. It hurt when Jenna didn't send me a text immediately. It's been two days, and still nothing.

Maybe it was a meaningless banter. Oh well. I guess I just really thought something could come out of it.

"What are you sulking about?" Nessa asks me one day after our shift. 

"I'm not sulking, I'm just a little sad because I didn't get a text from someone," I explain, "It's not like she owed me a text or anything, but I don't have to be ecstatic over the fact that she hasn't done so."

"Oh my god, you're into the American one," Nessa exclaims, "I knew it! I mean, she's gorgeous. Like if I were into girls I would definitely be into her." I take a sip of my cortado (half espresso, half milk) as I listen.

"Well in any case, she's probably not interested."

"Stop sulking, Y/N," Nessa scolds me, "Let's do something fun. Gotta get your mind off of this girl."

Since our shift just ended, and we have a whole afternoon ahead of us, Nessa and I take her car to Predeal, the closest thing to a modern city we have around here.

It's about seven miles, so about twenty minute drive. The town's mostly filled with ski resorts, but there's a few fun places to shop.

A great deal of the afternoon is spent sitting outside a store judging the tourists. 

"Oh my god she's probably saying something stupid like, 'I know it's winter but my husband will love this hawaiian T-shirt I bought in Romania,'" Nessa mimics the normal thought process of the typical tourist.

"This guy's even worse though,"  I stifle a laugh, mocking his actions.

After a thorough mockery of all of the Predeal tourists, we head back to our town, content with our afternoon.

I still haven't stopped thinking about Jenna, though. I wish I could have gotten to know her better. It's so nice to finally have someone I can talk to in English.

All I can do is hope that she comes back to the shop. Even then though, she probably won't want much to do with me.

Nessa drops me off at my apartment, waving goodbye. Almost instantly, I shed my winter coat, relieved by the warmth of the building.

The first thing I do is turn on the TV and open Netflix. A new baking show just dropped, and I'm not the type to turn down new entertainment.

The show turns out to be a combination of baking and engineering. It seems cool, but it's hard to tell from the first episode.

My phone lights up with a bright reminder Remember to feed Cupid!

Sighing, I get up from the couch and grab my fish flakes.

Cupid is my purple betta fish. She's about a year old and as of yet hasn't had too many health issues, which is super lucky for both of us. She's at the point where she recognizes my face. So when I go up to the tank, fish feed in hand, she eagerly swims up to the glass.

"Hey Cupid," I laugh, sprinkling some food into the tank.

After feeding her, I head back to the couch, where I continue watching my cooking show. Before I know it, I'm five episodes in and the sun is starting to set. I look out of the window, trying to gauge the temperature and weather condition.

It's a fairly clear twilight right now. There's a good chance I'll get to see stars tonight. Actually, I've decided I will see stars tonight.

I don my winter coat and make my way down the apartment complex stairs. One of the perks of not living in a huge city is that I can see the night sky beautifully.

One of my favorite places in town is on the outer edges of it. At this point, all of the buildings are housing, be it apartments or actual houses. The long stretches of pavement are perfect for strolling down while admiring the night. 

Not a lot of people choose to come out here late at night, which is honestly their loss. I wouldn't necessarily say I'm super into nature and the great outdoors, but when I am outside, I can find an appreciation for my surroundings.

So that's how I found myself strolling the streets of Bușteni Romania, not looking at the cement in front of me.

BAM! I find myself crashing into another person, almost knocking both of us over.

"Fuck, I am so sorry," I find myself defaulting to english, "I- I mean, I'm so sorry, are you okay?"

"Y/N?" A familiar voice asks.

"Jenna?" It may be dark, but I can just barely see the details of her face. God I hope she's not mad.

"Yep, it's me," I hear her faintly laugh.

"Are you okay? I almost knocked you over."

"I'm okay, just a little rattled."

"Sorry for that again," I apologize, "I should have been watching where I was going." 

"You could make it up to me by walking me to my apartment?" she offers.

"I'd like nothing more," I laugh, linking my arm with hers and we start to walk.

"So, Y/N, tell me about yourself," she starts the conversation.

"Well, my name's Y/N L/N, I work at a coffee shop. I speak English and Romanian, which is useful for when people like you come to the shop."

"I know that stuff," she interrupts me, "what do you like to do outside of work?"

"You know, the normal things, be around the people I care about, watch shows, I read sometimes, listen to music, that kind of stuff. What about you?"

"Well for starters, I'm Jenna Ortega, I also love to read and listen to music," she tells me, "I also like to write though, I have like, twenty scripts and stories sitting in my FinalDraft™ folder."

"Damn, you must really like writing," I respond, "that's pretty awesome."

"I guess so," she shrugs.

"Have you ever considered publishing your work?" I ask.

"Yeah, I actually published a book called It's All Love," she answers proudly.

"That's like, the coolest thing anyone's said to me all day," I tell her.

"I guess I'm just a cool person," she jokes, "I'm kidding, I'm kidding, only an arrogant person would say that."

"No, you have reason to say, it. You're a published author, the lead in a TV show, and fun to talk to. Don't discredit your own awesome-ness." 

She laughs, "thanks for saying that."

"Sure thing." 

"So, does your offer to take me around town sometime still stand?" she changes the subject.

"I'm a woman of my word, Jenna, if you still want a tour, you have my number," I remind her, trying to sound kind and cool at the same time. Which is kind of challenging.

"Oh my god, I forgot to text you, didn't I," she gasps, "I'm so so sorry, Y/N. I've just had so much going on." She starts to talk herself into a panic, "I have work for like, eight hours a day, plus cello lessons, plus german and fencing, it's just so much." If I had known how busy she was I never would have felt so hurt. That must be so overwhelming.

"Hey, it's okay, I'm not mad about it." Which is true. 

"That's such a relief," she exhales, "again, I'm so sorry."

"Hey, Jenna, it's okay. How about the next time you have a day off, we get in touch and I take you around town."

"Well, conveniently enough, my next day off is tomorrow, so how about I see you then?" she offers.

"I wouldn't be opposed to that," I smile, doing my best to hide how excited I am for this.

"Well this is my place," she announces, "thank you for walking me home." 

"Anytime," I reply, sad to know the night is ending. She heads through the door to her apartment, leaving me to walk the short five minutes to my apartment alone.

As soon as I get home, I dash to my bedroom, putting on pyjamas and getting ready for bed. I'm tired from the day. At at the same time, I'm so happy I got to see Jenna. I'm so excited that she wants to see me again, maybe tomorrow! I can't wait to get to know her better.

My phone lights up with a text from a new number

                       +1 ***-***-****

Does 11 AM tomorrow work for you?

-Jenna

I smile, quickly texting back 

                               Sure thing, see ya then :)

I can hardly wait.

[valiantroeagleangel]

This might be out of the blue but do you have any headcanons of bad omens with tall women? Like how you would feel or how they would act towards you. All is see is about short women 😭 so I had to ask. It's ok if you don't 💕 love you 💕💕

As a tall woman, I loved that ask so I'll use myself for reference. I think I'm like 5'9 ? or maybe 5'10 I'm not so sure, I don't understand a thing about the American metric system.

Sorry it took me time to write that down love, hope you'll love it nonetheless <3

Noah

One thing I love about Noah is that even with my tall ass platforms I'll still be shorter than him and that is great. If you're tall and you want to feel PETITE for once you know, Noah's your guy. It's great to be tall and stuff but sometimes you just wish to feel small and weak in someone's arms and not feel like you're a strong opponent he could fight. And with Noah, I'm pretty sure you would feel small in his arms and I love that. And the debate of him liking tall or short women doesn't even exist since you're probably all shorter than him.

But Noah loves that you're tall. Have you guys seen that picture of him and the look on his face when a fan came to the meet and greet stuff and he was really taller than Noah? He looked like a kid in a candy store, so in my head, Noah loves tall girls (I'm not saying that because I am, what do you mean?). He likes the fact that you're at his size and not small like everything around him. Here me out, you could have a customized kitchen at your height and not struggle with everything being too low and that would be so great. Or like a table with high feet so you won't hit your knees under it every time you try to cross your legs. Just for weird things like that he would feel special with you and not in an excluded way.

But in reality I don't think he cares that much about your height anyway, you'll look good next to him whether you're short or tall. Just wish we saw more headcanons and fics of Noah with tall women and not just short people for size kink hm.

Jolly

MY FAVORITE PART. Jolly is a little bit shorter than Noah but he still is pretty tall. That being said I know that with heels I might be his height or like almost his size. So he is not your absolute tall guy, you won't necessarily always be petite to him. BUT, hear me out, there is something really manly about Jolly that makes me feel small anyway. It goes with his charisma and presence I think but GOD. I FEEL SO SMALL AND WEAK COMPARED TO HIM. Do you see what I'm talking about?

Jolly? God, it is just his attitude but it's working (and the fact that he still is pretty tall). Noah is tall and buff but he isn't manly the way that Jolly is and that makes a difference. Maybe I feel even smaller with Jolly than Noah because of that and I love that. Jolly is VIRILE and I'm not talking about the grrr alpha man awou awou *wolves* *wolves* type of virile. There is nothing toxic here, he just sweats testosterone and I'm a weak little damsel in distress for it.

Kidding, but you got it.

Jolly is masculine enough to make you feel like you can rely on him for real, so you feel little and feminine. Yeah dating Jolly as a tall woman is for once not feeling like you're abnormally tall in a room of people of average height.

That aside, I think that he doesn't care much about your height anyway. That dude is Swedish, average Swedish women are tall. So he won't be that "shocked" about your height, even maybe that the day you both met he was like "damn finally someone with a normal height (Swedish height reference)".

Jolly is a dom in everything in his life so in the end, he will manage it all. He doesn't think that you being tall is taking his masculinity away. He just doesn't fucking care and will still treat you like the princess you are.

Nicholas

Oh Nicholas my beloved- I have no fucking idea of how tall he actually is but he isn't that short. Probably like 180/183 cm? I would say. Jolly is 185 cm and Nicholas is shorter but not by a lot. Which I think is something between 1 and 2 inches.

Yeah, we are doing maths here now.

But it's just for reference, since Nicholas is that tall I'm taller than him with my shoes on. So we're not on the petite side this time. But I think that dating Nicholas while being tall is something special. I think he worships you in any kind of way he can.

He likes the fact that you're tall, he likes how long your legs actually are, god he could die for those legs you know. It's great, you're just so great for him and in the end, Nicholas is still pretty tall, at least taller than average height in my country sooo. He still has a presence next to you even if he is an introvert that only wishes to disappear in social situations. If he wants I'm sure he could be very "towering" by his attitude and take things in charge.

I like the trope of the tall shy guy you know. Because he is shy, he wants to be invisible but he is so tall and has this dom side of him that you can't miss him. And that is Nicholas ladies, he is an elephant in the room that has a manly side he's trying to hide. But he is ready to wear big-ass shoes to be taller just so you can feel really small next to him, even if he hates standing out this way. Which is ironic, considering what he does for a living.

Folio

Oh, Folio. Folio's my short king. I still don't know his height but he is the shorter of the band. He might be my height, maybe shorter but not by a lot? Folio gives puppy energy on that one. He saw you one day, standing in a crowd and he was just MESMERIZED you know. You were towering over a lot of people and he fell in love immediately.

You won't feel petite next to him, but that doesn't matter because he is obsessed with you. I categorize him as the type of short guys that have a thing for tall women. You want to wear heels. Fucking yes queen do it and be taller than him he LOVES it. He is not the type of guy to ask you to wear Converse when you're with him because he doesn't want you to be too tall or tower over him or whatever. He is not insecure about his masculinity even if he is a bit cliché on that. He likes fishing and motorcycle, he has a fucking eagle tatted on the chest and I picture him as the type to have a trad wife BUT he doesn't have that toxic side inside of him.

He might be short but he won't tell you that he can't date you because "sorry you're too tall I feel like I'm dating a man and I'm not GAY >:(." (yeah this is based on a true story.) I'm traumatized by the short guys but I think that Folio could heal me. He's not the type to feel unconfident about that and he will just cheer you in a way so that you feel great and thankful for being tall. Be tall, be fucking awesome and he will be glad to be your carpet if you even want to step on him.

i just love that picture so much.

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RWRB FirstPrince Fake Dating Recs

Click below for my fake dating faves.

Grown Men, Holding Hands by @whimsymanaged. T, 1.4k. “I didn’t know you two were together!” a paralegal named Dustin is exclaiming as he beams from Henry to Alex. “How oblivious of me. It’s not like there wasn’t a vibe.”

“Oh.” Henry laughs awkwardly and gives a little cough. God, Alex would die for this man. In a normal way. Obviously. “No, that’s good. We were hoping no one would pick up on the…vibe.”

or, Alex and Henry pretend to be a couple.

Iced Hazelnut Latte by @f-ing-ruthless-baz. T, 1.6k. When an American stranger comes up to him acting like his boyfriend, Henry rolls with it. Because what else is he going to do? Study?

sparks fly (whenever you smile) by cxpbuck. G, 4k. When Alex wakes up after a particularly alcohol-filled night, he’s surprised by a blonde stranger in his bed. What’s more surprising, however, are all the messages on his phone congratulating his engagement to said blonde stranger.

A Toast to the Night by @three-drink-amy. E, 5.5k. Henry looks up from his drink and swears his jaw drops. Standing in front of him is one of the most beautiful men he’s ever seen. From his dark brown curls to the way his deep eyes gleam as he stands there, an awkward smile on his face. Henry is nearly sure this man is going to ask for his seat. He probably has some woman with him, scouring for a place to sit.

“Uh, hi,” the man says.

“Hi.”

“Look, this is really awkward,” he says and Henry feels the confirmation in his gut — also maybe disappointment. “My ex-boyfriend just walked in and I really don’t want to talk to him. I was wondering if I could sit here with you so that he won’t talk to me.”

can this be a real thing (can it?) by @theprinceandagcd. M, 5.7k. June huffs. “And I suggested that he does go, and take a date.”

Something uncomfortable gets stuck underneath Alex’s rib cage on his next breath. “It would piss them off,” he muses, staring at the furrow in Henry's brow and wishing he could smooth it away with his thumb. His fingers twitch, and he shoves his hand into his lap.

Henry is almost pouting. “Ah, yes. Let me select from the many suitors banging down my door.”

“Take me.”

It takes Alex a full second to realize that he’s the one who has spoken, and now everyone at the table is staring at him with slightly agape mouths.

Including Henry.

you don't know the answer (til someone's on their knees and asks you) by @theprinceandagcd. T, 6.1k. “This might be the best one yet,” Henry comments, picking up another forkful of cheesecake and holding it out toward Alex. “Cheers to another successful con.”

They clink their forks, sharing small secret smiles over their free dessert before exiting the restaurant with their fingers interlocked and thanking the hostess, while all the servers watch them leave with hearts in their eyes.

(are we falling like) snow on the beach by @coffeecatsme. T, 6.4k. Henry has to belatedly agree that the Craigslist ad isn’t posted by an organ harvester, yet confronted with the face that has haunted his dreams for weeks—even if all they shared was an awkward hug—Henry thinks that would’ve been more desirable.

Exactly the way they’d fucking planned it.

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Best friends Alex and Henry pretending to get engaged every week to get free dessert, until those pesky feelings get in the way.

When Henry needs a fake boyfriend for a family dinner, Pez finds him someone off of Craigslist. Turns out, it's the same person he's had a disastrous first date with months ago.

12 Year Starter by @clottedcreamfudge. E, 6.6k. “Hazza, you poorly assembled toast rack,” Pez interrupts him, effectively stopping Henry in his tracks as he tries to untangle the absurdity of that description. “You are not cancelling your birthday dinner just because your – admittedly charming and extremely sexy – best friend can’t hop across the pond in quite as sprightly and timely a manner as we’d previously hoped. You shall go to the ball.”

(call me) in case you need an escape by viciouslyqueer. T, 6.8k. Alex was studying in the library when a man asked to sit with him. He’s beautiful. 

will you be my (fake) boyfriend? by coffeecatsme. T, 8.2k. It's a split-second decision. He drops his towel aside and beelines next to the blonde, grabbing a bottle of vodka on his way so he doesn’t look suspicious, and slams it loudly on the counter next to the pair. The blonde jumps and stares at him with wide eyes.

“Hey, sweetheart,” Alex drawls out; he’s careful to move slowly but he leans over the counter anyway, going up on his tiptoes, and lets his lips brush against his cheeks. The blonde hairs tickle his forehead. “And here I was wondering where my favorite person went.”

During his shift at his bar, Out Law'ed, Alex saves him from a handsy flirt by pretending to be boyfriends. They keep it going. 

lover of mine (maybe we’ll take some time) by bleedingballroomfloor. E, 9.2k. “Why am I even invited to the wedding?”

“See, it’s a funny story,” Alex says quickly. “After we broke up, Nora took this new job in Upper Manhattan. So she and June live there now. And I’ve been so busy working at Luna’s new firm that I haven’t really talked to my family about anything other than the wedding. So, um. Well. They don’t know that we broke up.”

Henry feels his fingers digging into the invitation, crumpling the paper, but he doesn’t care. “They what?”

Alex buries his face in his hands. “I never told my family that we broke up.”

Green Means Go by @indomitable-love. E, 9.5k. ‘Ah the joys of student living,’ Henry says, smiling at Alex. There’s something warm in his eyes too despite the cool blue colour. ‘I see you found the dress code,’ he says smoothly, giving Alex a sly smile. His voice is smooth, honeyed and rich even over the vibrations of the music.

Alex’s brow furrows. ‘Dress code?’ 

Henry pauses. ‘You’re wearing green, are you not?’ 

‘Green?’ Alex asks, looking down at his shirt and then back to Henry, in a short sleeved yellow button up shirt, then to Pez in lime green. He looks around again – two girls on the dance floor dancing together, one in a deep green velvet dress, the other in a khaki jacket; a group next to them, all in red; someone dancing in yellow dungarees. Everyone around them in one of those three colours.

Oh, fuck. 

‘This is a stop light party,’ Alex says dumbly. 

Alex is an exchange student and ends up at a traffic light party that he doesn't realise is a traffic light party. 

All in the mood for a melody by clottedcreamfudge. E, 9.6k. Alex has a new upstairs neighbour. This isn't a problem in and of itself; it's not like he hasn't had upstairs neighbours before. It's been a revolving door of characters since he first moved into his own apartment four years ago, and none of them has been particularly significant.

This person though - whoever they fucking are - has a piano.

Just Business by bleedingballroomfloor. T, 11k. “I just need you to know that this is strictly a business relationship.”

Henry blinks. His brain is taking a minute to process everything — meeting Alex. Dozens of pictures lining his office walls, each featuring a different persona of his. Brochures upon brochures, prices upon prices. It’s a bit overwhelming.

“You’re asking for a lot here,” Alex continues, “and that means we’ll be spending a lot of time together. A Golden Tux. You’re asking me to pull off a Golden Tux, Henry. But I need you to know that this is just business.”

Henry knows he’s asking for a lot. A best man. A wedding party. Time with his family. He knows that this should only be about business. He knows.

(He also knows that Alex is very, very attractive, and he knows that this will be a long four weeks with Alex.)

i'll bet it all on me and you, i'll bet it all you're bulletproof by @anincompletelist. M, 11k. ALSO podfic by @thirdeye1234

“Let’s do this,” he says.

“Let’s,” Alex agrees, pushing down on the handle until the door swings open. “After you, boyfriend.”

This is most definitely not his finest idea. Henry usually practices much better self preservation skills. Much better common sense skills. He steps over the threshold of Alex’s room and it feels like sealing his fate.

They’re doing this for Alex to win over their bosses in a lighthearted game with a harmless lie, but Henry can’t fight off the bitter knowledge that, regardless of how tonight goes, Alex will be fine, but Henry has so much to lose.

Only Fools by @orchidscript. M, 13k. Henry rolled his eyes. “No. You tell me — that sounds better — why I should bring my ex-hook up to my brother’s wedding?”

Comfort Crowd by schmulte. T, 12k. But today. Today the universe is playing its worst prank yet. Because not only has fate cruelly given him a crush on possibly the most unattainable person at his school, but it also pushed them together in the most inconvenient of ways. And today must be the final nail in Henry’s coffin, because the perfect, beautiful boy sitting across from him has just opened his mouth and said:

“We should date.”

Firstprince fake dating/To All The Boys au!

Pez hummed and half-shrugged. “Why wouldn’t you? He’s the perfect thing to light your gran’s helmet of hair on fire.” Pez set his cup down and leaned forward onto the table. “That’s what Pip encouraged you to do, didn’t he?”

“Martha more than Pip, but yes. He did.” Henry sighed.

With his brother's wedding a few weeks away, Henry Fox is determined to not show up alone. Not wanting to ask a stranger, he instead turns to Alex, hoping to manufacture something believable from something familiar. Try as he might to keep a level head, Henry can't help falling in love with the man. Will it come around to bite him or will it turn into something more than he had hoped?

“Then ask Alex.”

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tangled up (with you) by @athousandrooms @dustratcentral. M, 16k. “See? I have no fucking filter. That’s exactly what got me into this situation. I guess the whole thing with wanting my mom to know I’m not straight got mixed up with all the frustration." Alex knows he's spiraling, panic rising the more he thinks of the snowballing effect of his lie, of the consequences that will inevitably come to bite him in the ass, but he has no idea how to stop it. "And now I have to come clean and tell her I don’t actually have a boyfriend and also explain why I lied, and if they didn’t think I was a complete mess before, this is gonna confirm it for sure.”

Henry takes hold of both his hands, fingertips stroking over his pulse points soothingly. “Alex, breathe.” He waits until Alex manages a slow, slightly shaky breath, then opens his mouth and throws him a fucking curveball. “What if you didn’t come clean?”

Alex is an expert at making messes, but this time he dug himself into a hole he doesn't know how to get out of, and now his family is expecting him to bring home a boyfriend that - small problem - doesn't exist. Luckily for him, Henry is willing to take the role.

Five Words In My Head by aforgottennymph. E, 19k.

“I have a proposition for you.” Henry tries not to think about those words in another context and ultimately fails. He schools his expression into something more civil, “Right. What is it?” Alex appears to be straining so hard to not roll his eyes that it’s surprising he hasn’t given himself a hernia, “Date me.” “Excuse -” “Pretend. Pretend to date me.”

Henry Fox is certain of four key facts; he needs at least four vodka shots to be able to stomach karaoke, his best friend Pez may be the earliest cause of his inevitable demise and he is sadly, deeply in love with his next-door neighbour who hates his guts.

The fourth is that the universe is out to get him as that is the only explanation for why said neighbour demands that they pretend to date, so he can prove to his sister that he is mature enough to be godfather to her child.

Wait until he finds out their hotel room only has one bed.

you and i go from one kiss to getting married by @miss-minnelli. T, 20k. Alex and Henry, an unreal amount of obliviousness and pining, and an idiotic scheme to swindle the government.

Please Don’t Let Me Be So Understood by @cha-melodius. E, 20k. “I’m glad you both see it that way,” Dr. Chen says. Then she closes her notebook and folds her hands on top of it. “I think I’m starting to get a sense of where the issues lie. The good news is that you’re both here, and you’re both willing to work on this relationship. That’s promising. Not all of the couples I see are even at that point.”

“Sorry, what?” Henry says, voicing Alex’s stuttering thoughts as well.

(After one too many fights at work, Henry and Alex are assigned mandatory reconciliation therapy by their boss. Except the therapist thinks they're there for couples therapy... and surely, a bet on who will break first makes more sense than actually correcting her, right?)

Fifty First Dates by @welcometololaland. E, 26k. Henry has used a dating app exactly one time. Predictably, the date turns out to be terrible. The bartender, however, is not.

A cute stranger’s solution to Henry’s woeful dating life is to set him up on fifty first dates.

It's Tradition by firb (f_ing_ruthless_baz). M, 29k. It’s tradition. Whoever catches the bouquet at the wedding has to kiss the person closest to them. And maybe they’ll have a Spark.

Well Alex doesn’t give a heck about tradition, and he certainly doesn’t believe anyone is going to find their soulmate at a wedding like Prince Philip’s. And when he’s the one who gets accidentally flogged by florals at the toss, he certainly doesn’t think he’s going to Spark—not since the only one standing near him is Prince Dickhead himself.

When sparks fly and cakes collapse, Alex and Henry are going to have to face the music. They may be soulmates, but they sure don’t have to be happy about it.

Let Loose Your Glow by @athousandrooms. E, 45k. “Seems like my liege was caught in a situation where he’d rather the ground swallow him whole.” Pez nods towards a spot to the side, and Alex follows his gaze. He spots Henry easily – a tall lighthouse of tousled blond hair – talking to a girl who is clearly into him. His expression looks perfectly polite, but he’s subtly leaning away, and he looks tense.

So, Alex makes an impulsive decision.

Whatever happens, this is going to be fun.

Or: Alex is so very definitely straight, so pretending to be Henry’s boyfriend to get him out of an awkward situation should just be a fun little pastime - except that he doesn't really want to stop, and he has no idea why. But maybe it's okay to not think too hard and let himself go with the flow, for once. 

Even if It's Just Pretend by nontoxic. E, 55k. “The queen wants to show that the Prince and the First Son are still deeply in love and committed to their countries.” Ellen swallows. “They want you to go on a tour of the Commonwealth together, to get the public to see those emails not as a sex scandal, but an invasion of privacy of a wholesome, loving relationship.”

“It was an invasion of privacy,” Alex says. He swallows. “Did they say what would happen if we say no?”

Ellen’s lips pinch tightly at the corners. “Then they will issue a full denial and Henry will tour the commonwealth himself.”

Alex doesn't hesitate. “Tell them we’ll do it. I’m not gonna let him do this alone."

It would kill him. Henry hates this shit. The public parading, the judgment. Having to do all of that, and deny who he is? Alex at least wants to be there, to hold his hand through it. Even if it's just as a friend.

It might kill Alex to pretend, but that’s a small price to pay to ensure Henry—his beautiful, vibrant, funny-as-hell, brilliant ex-not-quite-boyfriend—isn’t killed instead.

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or, the alex-never-goes-to-kensington-after-the-lake-house, exes-to-fake-dating-to-lovers fic.

Never Did Run Smooth by clottedcreamfudge. E, 67k. "You and me? Best friends. Stellar. Love that for us. But we could absolutely fake being in love. Dating. Whatever. I know literally everything about you—" (No you don't, Henry thinks firmly) "—and you know everything about me. We would absolutely fucking annihilate the other contestants.”

"You're too drunk to apply," Henry points out, like he himself isn't about as wasted as it's possible for him to be without curling up and going immediately to sleep. "I doubt you could spell your own name right on the application. Or mine."

Alex grins and pulls something up on his phone; it looks like it takes him a few tries. "Wanna fucking bet?"

Or: Henry's life is a comedy of errors; a patchwork of oopsie-daisies; a quilt stitched together with hauntingly terrible mistakes. And at the centre of it all is his best friend, Alex Claremont-Diaz; director of said comedy, threading together his oopsie-daisies into a flower crown, rolling around in the quilt of his own making, and this analogy is going to shit because Henry's so in love with him he wants to die.

praying our bridges don't make waves by anincompletelist (soldouthaz). E, 82k. He glances down to the word ‘LOVE’ at the bottom. It’s too loud, too harshly written. Alex doesn’t feel harsh or loud. He feels a lot, so much it’s overwhelming sometimes, but the edges are soft, not hard. There’s a glow around it, something hazy and barely tinted gold, and Alex feels like if he could reach out and put his hands near it, they would warm up like they used to when he stood in front of the old brick fireplace back home.

He glances at ‘LOVE’ and then loops back around to ‘HENRY’.

Maybe, Alex thinks, hands shaking, they’re one in the same. Whatever the fuck that means.

When June gets sick, Alex knows he'll do whatever it takes to make sure she gets the care that she needs. Even if that means convincing his nemesis/sexuality-crisis-inducing/clandestine hook-up partner/somewhat of an actual friend to pretend to be his soulmate in order to pull it off. It's both more and less complicated than it sounds.

lights, camera, action (roses, wisteria and royal bluebells) series by coffeecatsme. E, 200k. If you could have anything in the world, anything at all, what would it be?

Alexander Claremont-Diaz has clawed his way into Hollywood despite all the hurdles in his way, and now he's starring in his dream movie—a queer romcom adapted from one of his favorite books, Roses, Wisteria, and Royal Bluebells. However, he barely has the chance to be excited before he finds out who his costar is. The privileged, white, bigoted Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor.

The last thing Alex wants is to be associated with Henry more than he already has to, but a fateful interview and a few choice words against Henry turns him into enemy number one in Hollywood. To fix it, he has to pretend to be Henry's best friend and show the entire world his comments were nothing but friendly banter. However, as he gets inevitably tangled up in Henry's life, he realizes not everything is as it seems, and Henry might be hiding his own demons that might change everything.

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Dean x reader So American One-shot

Summary: A vague plot based off this incredible song and my love for Dean Winchester

Paring: Dean Winchester x reader

Word count: 2,011

Song: So American-Oliva Rodrigo

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saradika

Drivin' on the right-side road

He says I'm pretty wearin' his clothes

And he's got hands that make Hell seem cold

Feet on the dashboard, he's like a poem I wish I wrote

I wish I wrote

Dean Winchester the guy that stole my heart and shattered my heart in the span of three months. It was my last year of high school. In the last stretch I was the top of my class. Going to Harvard, I never went out of line, always on time for curfew. My parents expected me to be perfect. So I never went out with friends or party’s I was asked out but the answer was always no. My whole goal was to get there and to continue to be perfect but then I met him.

It was the last three months of school. A normal school day with me focused on my work and my teacher announcing that we were getting a new student. All of my classmates were talking about who would join a school in the last three months. Then everyone went quiet when he walked in I wondered why so l looked up and it was the most handsome guy I had ever seen. “Uh hey my name is Dean Winchester and I'm looking forward to all the party’s for the end of senior year!” He fist bumped the air and everyone whopped and clapped in agreement but me. “Dean, why don’t you take a seat next to Y/n.” Damnit. He walks over to me with an egoist bob of his head. “Hey I’m Dean.” He held out his hand with a smirk. “I know.” “Well miss Knowitall what’s your name.” “Look dude can you leave me alone and focus on your work.” “Gesse I was just trying to be friendly.” 

Couple weeks had passed and Dean did not stop try to talk to me which got really annoying. “Hey Y/n you going to the football party this weekend?” “No” “Why?” “Because Dean I have to work on the Graduation speech.”  “Ooh you're the valedictorian smart and pretty.” I was a little too flabbergasted to respond so I just kept working as I always did.

The bell rang and I got up quickly to not have to look at Dean but my teacher had other plans. “Y/n just one minute You too Dean.” Why me!? “Yes Mr.Baker” Dean and I were now at the front. “Dean these last few weeks your grades have not been the greatest.” “Mr. Baker, what's the big deal? It's almost the end of the year.” “That’s exactly the problem Mr.Winchester if you do not pass the next test you won’t graduate.” Damn that sucks but why am I here. “Seriously!?” “Yes Seriously but I think a tutor would really help you.” Oh no no no. “That’s why I have Miss L/n here.” NO “If she is willing to take you on I think you can pass she’s top of the class.” Both of them look at me in questioning. I looked at Dean’s face and for some reason I did something I never thought I would I said yes.

That was over ten years ago I went to college and continued to be perfect but I never forgot that Damn handsome Dean Winchester. I got my dream job at the top too. I never really dated after Dean. I couldn't, I couldn't give my heart again. 

And he says I'm so American

Oh God, I'm gonna marry him

If he keeps this shit up

I might just be in lo-lo-, lo-lo-, lo-lo-, lo-lo-lo-lo-lo

“Thank you for doing this.” We were at the coffee shop early in the morning before school. “Yeah sure but you have to be committed, that means no party’s no girls…” “Hey I am going to be Mr.School I might even go above you.” “Okay Mr.school when you get more than a c then we'll talk.” I tapped his book. “Damn ok so Miss scholar has jokes.” He gave me his smile and that was the first time that my heart quicked a little bit. 

I was getting drinks with friends. The music was loud and lights blinding but I could still see him through all of that. I was sure it was him even though we were both eighteen when we last saw each other. That golden brown hair the green in his eyes looked like the sun mixed together with the tops of pine trees. The freckles dusted over his face like glitter. It didn’t matter if it had been ten years since I had seen him, I memorized every detail of him. He was chatting up some beautiful blonde woman and it was like I was back in highschool before he and I got together. 

I gave my friends an excuse that I had to work early the next morning and got up at a quick pace and shuffled my bag over my arm and I practically ran to the exit. When I entered the dance floor there were so many people that I couldn't see my footing and I tripped over my own foot. But luckily someone caught me. 

I was pacing back and forth in the hallway sweat running down my forehead looking at the clock every minute. The door opened very slowly and Dean walked out with head hung low. “Oh Dean, maybe I can talk to the teacher for you and you can retake it.” He holds up his head and brings a smile on his face. “No need cause I passed!” I paused for a second and I hit his shoulder. “Dean Wincheseter! Don’t you ever do that again!” He was laughing at my fake hits now. “OKAY okay I won’t teach now let’s go celebrate me gradienting highschool.”

I start to follow him and then think about how it’s almost eight. “Wait Dean, it's almost eight and I have curfew.” “Come on Y/n this is a big accomplishment on both of us. And you deserve it more than any of us.” He was right, I had worked my ass off. I deserve this. “Okay well if I'm going to break a rule then we are going to do it right.” “Great what’d you have in mind?”

We were on this cliff that overlooked the city that I found when I was a freshman and that was probably the last time that I was here. I looked over to Dean biting into his burger and the juice dripping down his lips and I couldn't stop thinking about… “Y/n y/n?” Dean was waving his hand in front of me. “Huh sorry.” “So how does it feel to break a rule miss perfect?” I sipped my drink to really think about his question.

“I haven't been here in years because I wanted to put my all in school work so my parents could know that their sacrifices meant something. I haven't had a damn burger in so long so I could only eat “brain food” my parents would say. I haven't breathed in the night cold air in the fear that I would get a cold. So to answer your question Dean it feels fucking amazing.” I grabbed my burger and took a huge bite. Dean looked a little shocked at that but happy too.

“Well it looks like we both taught something to each other. I’m glad I can leave you like this.” “Leave? You're leaving?” “Yeah my brother and I only went to school here while our Dad was doing … work.” “So this is kind of also a send off for me and I couldn't imagine spending it with anyone else. I just wanted to thank you for helping me.” “It was nothing really.” “No Y/n you are the first person who’s looked at me and saw more.” “Well you saw more then miss perfect.” “As I said before smart and beautiful.” At this point we had gotten closer on top of the old chevy impala and he leaned in and kissed me.

I apologize if it's a little too much, just a little too soon

But if the conversation ever were to come up

I don't wanna assume this stuff

But ain't it wrong?

I think I'm in love

I looked up and it was a very tall handsome man with shaggy brown hair. If a moose had a human from this would be him. “Are you okay?” I stopped to shake my head. “Yeah I’m fine thank you.” “Here, why don’t you sit down.” He brought me over to the bar. “Hey can I please get some water for…?” He looked at me for my name. “Y/n.” “Here you go.” “Thanks.” “No problem.” I glugged down my water. “Oh I didn't even get your name.” “It’s-” “Sam!” A voice called out from behind him. I looked up and nearly choked it.was.DEAN. I got up quickly and spilled the water all over me but that didn't matter. “Ah thank you but I got to go!” I got up and ran out. Dean came up to Sam. “Who was that huh Sammy?” Dean raised his eyebrows up and down. “No, just some girl needed help.” “What was her name?” “Y/n” “Y/n? Huh”

It was the next morning and the whole night my head was filled with sweet fluffy dreams of him and that's how I knew I woke up because it's not reality. I went to my regular coffee shop. It was the same one from those years ago. I turned with my drink in my hand and I collided with a hard chest. “AHH Im so sorry.” I grabbed napkins and started to wipe and I looked up and it was the man I had been trying to avoid. “Y/n?” “Dean Hi” I wanted the earth to swallow me. “How are you doing?’” “Good look Dean I got to-” “Go work of course well if you want to catch up I'll be in our spot tonight.” Dean walks out. And I'm left to wonder what to do.

I drove to the spot it was still abandoned as the last time we left it and just as breathtaking. I got out of my car and I saw that old chevy Impala and Dean standing there. I breath in deeply to prepare myself. “Hey.” “Hi.” “So how’s life?” He asked me. “Uh good you?” “I wish I had the same answer.” He leaned against the Impala. “That bad huh.” “You have no Idea.” “And I'm guessing you went through college being the badass you are.” He always made me laugh. “Badass I don’t know about that but yeah college you?” “Yeah, college was never really for me. I went into my dad’s business.” “Well, whatever makes you happy, but college is missing out on one of the smartest people I've ever met.” He laughs.

“Wow, that coming from miss.Scholar is huge.” “Oh, shut up.” I pushed on his shoulder. “Look I'm really sorry how we left things.” “It's okay Dean you to go.” “No, it's not I regret it every day.” “We were kids we couldn't control our situation.” “Still.” “Well, were adults now so how do you feel now after seeing each other again.” I said standing closer to him like all those years ago. “I feel like I should have held the girl tighter who changed my life closer.” “And I feel like I should have held the boy closer.” At this point we were right up against each other. And I did something I thought I never would do again. I kissed him. 

And he laughs at all my jokes

And he says I'm so American

Oh God, it's just not fair of him

To make me feel this much

I'd go anywhere he goes

And he says I'm so American

Oh God, I'm gonna marry him

If he keeps this shit up

I might just be in lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love

[gingersnapwolves]

Kouri’s year in review, a thing I’ve always done and definitely didn’t make up out of nowhere in an attempt to do an autopsy of how I watched so much fucking TV this year and didn’t end up with a new hyperfixation despite my best efforts.

All ratings are based solely on my personal opinion of these shows, I'm not a licensed critic and I don't even play one on TV. Shows listed in no particular order. Shows with an asterisk have a canon LGBT character, two asterisks indicate an onscreen, confirmed, reciprocal LGBT relationship. These are not shows that necessarily came out in 2024, only shows I watched (or tried to watch) in 2024.

tl;dr favorite show I watched this year: The Double, favorite BL pairing this year: Ruan Lanzhu/Ling Jiushu from The Spirealm, favorite character of the year: Ai Di from Kiseki: Dear to Me, shows I felt an urge to create fanfic for: somehow zero. Send help.

Reset - C-drama - a show I watched on a whim after seeing it referenced, like, once, somewhere on tumblr. Time loop bus explosion! Actually quite good. I’m not normally a huge fan of time loops but this one was very well done and more of a murder mystery that they were solving as the murders took place. Interesting characters (the cat apostle owns my whole heart even if I don’t remember his name) and fairly well paced. The leads were cute together. 8/10.

*Ready Set Love - Thai Drama - dystopian fic where there are hardly any men in the world and women compete to marry them on a live dating show. Really interesting concept but fell a little flat when it came to exploring the implications of said concept. Likable characters and fun to watch. 7/10.

**Love Sea - Thai Drama - two guys meet on an island and fuck about it. //sigh// I’m sorry but this show was just. Bad. FortPeat’s chemistry carried this whole thing and made it watchable but that doesn’t make up for the fact that it was poorly written, poorly paced, had inconsistent characterization, and the villain honestly made no sense. Is he a diabolical sociopath or is he just a fucking loser? He cannot be both. 4/10 and at least two of those points are awarded to Fort and Peat for just being so much fun to watch.

The Double - c-drama - this was hands down the best show I watched this year. Imperial era political intrigue thriller plus romance. Interesting characters and amazing chemistry from the two leads. Great villains. Probably my only complaint about this show (beyond the last 10 minutes pulling a weird ending out of nowhere) was how obsessed it was with facial close-ups. I mean, I get it, they were trying to do something there, but it felt so weird to me haha. Anyway 8.5/10.

*Dead Boy Detectives - American - exactly what it says on the label; dead boys are detectives. This was a fun little show. Great characters and interesting mysteries. I’m really sad it won’t get a season two even though I completely understand and support why. What the fuck was up with that guy in the whale? Was he God? 7.5/10.

Oh No! Here Comes Trouble - Taiwanese drama - teenager with survivor’s guilt gets supernatural powers and wishes they would leave him alone. A fun romp. I really liked the fact that he wasn’t dealing with ‘ghosts’ but with supernatural manifestations of people’s obsessive emotions. It put an interesting spin on the genre. Would love a season two of this one. 8/10.

The Spirealm - c-drama - Video game that kills people who play it! Very gay even though it’s not allowed to be explicitly gay. Loved the first half. Each world was interesting, the characters were super fun. It started to lose me when main characters started dying off and then really unraveled at the end. I still literally have no idea what happened in the last episode LOL. First 26 episodes get 8.5/10, remainder gets 5/10. Make of that what you will.

**Kiseki: Dear to Me - Taiwanese drama - You know what, I’m not sure how to summarize this show because it couldn’t decide if it wanted to be a rom-com or a drama/thriller and so in the end, did not do a great job being either. Good characters but what even was happening? And by ‘good characters’ I mainly mean ‘Ai Di, a terrible little feral gremlin, is hilariously awesome, and everyone else was just kind of there’. 6/10 plus a point just for Ai Di comes out to 7/10.

**Only Friends - Thai drama - a group of college friends are messy bitches for 12 episodes. If you enjoy characters being messy bitches, you will like this show! I have to be honest, I watched it for FirstKhao and disliked both the other major pairings (and honestly, only Khao could have made Ray a tolerable character, in a lesser actor’s hands I would have hated him too). The abridged version which is basically just their characters gets about a 7/10 from me. Everything else is 3/10.

Mysterious Lotus Casebook - c-drama - unhinged trio wanders the jianghu solving crimes. Oh man, I really wanted to love this show. I wanted it to be my new hyperfixation. And I did enjoy it very much, particularly Fang Duobing, who’s my blorbo. But I couldn’t make heads or tails out of a lot of the mysteries, and most of them were ‘solved’ just by Li Lianhua explaining a bunch of stuff the audience couldn’t have known. It was a well-put-together show but for some reason it just didn’t grab me. 8/10.

Percy Jackson and the Olympians - American - I forgot that I had watched this so uhhhhh make of that what you will. To be fair, I’m probably not the target audience. It was cute but I don’t have much else to say about it. 6/10 but again, not the target audience.

Zom 100: Bucket List of the Dead - Anime - man with terrible job wakes up in the zombie apocalypse and decides to live life to the fullest until he gets zombified. Cute and surprisingly emotional at points despite being kind of silly on the face of it. Will definitely watch season 2. 8/10

SHOWS I DID NOT FINISH

The Good Detective - K-drama - I was enjoying it but realized it was going to piss me off if [spoiler] happened so I spoiled myself and stopped watching. Sorry but I don’t vibe with shows that revolve around preventing a certain unjust event but then have that unjust event happen. Major bummer.

**Meet You at the Blossom - Thai/Chinese drama - couldn’t get past episode 4. The two main characters were just really obnoxious in my personal opinion. I love a himbo but found JXB to be less ‘himbo’ and more ‘purposefully oblivious because that let him get what he wanted’ which typically made life difficult for everyone around him. The other character whose name I don’t remember was like, what if tsundere managed to be uninteresting.

**PitBabe - Thai drama - Affectionately, what the fuck was this show. I can handle weirdness, but this show was just . . . kind of fucking stupid lmao. Could not finish and from what I’ve seen about the show since, I’m glad I quit when I did.

[supernova41st]

Nene x Popstar!Reader

A/n: I made a short post abt this bc of some art by bimboothefool. Pls go check them out their art is so cutee 💕 I put in a part that was in one of my shitposts I made a while ago. this might be a platonic fic but it might also be a normal one, take it however you want <33

Your songs:

Espresso-Sabrina Carpenter

Good days-sza

Low-sza

Telepatía-Kali Uchis

Killshot-Magdalena Bay

You’re number one fan girl is a Psycho obsessed with knives

Think abt that for a sec

Anyways she’s been listening to your music since the roots

Like debut lvl stuff

So whenever anyone says they’re a big fan of you, she goes off at them

“Wow really? Were you there before good days? Do you even remember killshot? I bet your fav song is good days because you’re a fake fan” 😒

Her fav song? Killshot, one of your less popular ones but that’s what she loves most abt it

The song just gives me sm Nene vibes

She does not shut up about you around the guys

She would literally bring one of your cd’s over to show it off, and they’d get so annoyed

“this is her album SOS that she released this year, it’s so good my fav song is Low but most people like Good days and Good days is good but like Low is sm better cu-“

“Idgaf”

“You’re still gonna listen. Anyways,,”

You drive them insane stg

Speaking of cd’s, she has ALL your merch

Clothing, vinyls, cds, posters, everything

Yk that pink American flag trend with the celebrity on the front, she has that hung in her room along with many other posters

But one thing she didn’t have was one of your light sticks. and since they were only sold at concerts, let’s just say she had to spend 200$ on a front row seat

(Well maybe not front seat but still pretty close)

When she saw you on stage, istg it was the loudest she screamed in her entire life

During your fifth song, you noticed a girl in the crowd who just so happened to be Nene.

So you pointed her out, little did you know, it’d be the happiest day of her life

“The girl in the pink overalls has such clear skin, what do you use?”

“😦”

“OH MY GOD, Y/NNNN. YOU NOTICED ME, YOU NOTICED ME. I LOVE Y-“

“Oh um ☺️”

She started crying

Did I mention that she also bought backstage pass? Oops

“Heyy remember me?”

She knows she fucked up

“Oh yeah! You’re the girl who went crazy”

“Ikr haha Iloveyousomuchynpleasebemygf”

“How about I give you my number instead?”

She’ll take it, maybe eventually you’ll realize the two of you were made for each other <33

[mars-ipan]

hell yeah for the driving progress :D i still need to learn to myself lmao

for some random questions...

how's the prsk going? i've been distracted from it the last few days.

do you speak any other languages? any you'd want to learn?

any hot takes on DR you don't see talked about?

THANK YOU!!! it’s scary but i’m better at it than i think i am and also i Love My Car (veronica aka ronnie my darling <3333) so. progress yay!!

to answer your questions:

pretty solid! i haven’t been playing as much but i do my dailies (i want that 30 consecutive days title and then the fc grind goes until i stop having fun) i got up to master rank songs a few days ago and omg they are SO hard i always have trouble quickly reading charts with a bunch of hold notes in ‘em and “do shit with the hold notes” is basically the main gimmick so i’m getting. TURNED AROUND !!!! but it’s fun also. AND THESE EVENTS ARE BEING NICE TO ME MY GACHA LUCK IS IMPROVING !!! I’M PULLING MORE 4 STARS :D thank god for that i was gonna go crazy. i can finally start leveling non-vbs characters (almost have my birthday akito maxxed out tho… just need to get his skill up one more time <3)

i’m not fluent in any languages other than english BUT !!! i took 3 years of spanish in school and bc i live in texas i maintain enough of what i need to know to have a (very broken) conversation. i tried to learn japanese for a bit which WAS really fun but i have a hatred for duolingo and when it got to kanji i very quickly realized that there was no way in hell duolingo would be able to teach me kanji. so i haven’t been back since. i would love to properly learn japanese some day tho. and there is one more language i really wanna learn! that being german ^_^ my dad was stationed in germany when he was in the army in the 90s and it left an imprint on him so i grew up with a fair bit of german culture stuff (mostly food (i could fuck UP a bowl of saurkraut don’t even need anything else. though mustard is nice. ouugh and wurst i love german wurst)). like in my household it’s normal to say danke/bitte in place of thanks/you’re welcome. and i loveee the way german sounds. i was actually gonna take a college course on it! but uh . that was the semester i had to withdraw from </3 maybe i’ll try again tho i’ve been wanting to see what minors my school offers.

oh god dr hot takes . hmmmm. let’s see if this one works: i think a lot of western fans (americans especially) are Not Very Good at recognizing the cultural context that dr exists in. it is very much a story that is Set In Japan and western fans…. do not always get that. i think it can be fun to go “what if i viewed these characters through an american lense” (there is a reason priest au is set in the midwest. i wanted to see what they’d be like in american culture) but a lot of the time people will like… criticize the writing of the game over just. cultural misconceptions. nothing in particular is coming to mind right now for examples (which . kinda relieved i do not wish to invite discourse) but it is something i’ve seen in the fandom and i wish there were less of it. this even goes for the poor writing choices btw— like yes we can absolutely criticize kodaka for some of the writing choices/jokes he makes, but japan in 2010/2012 (my issues with v3 bias me too much to have good commentary wrt this and also iirc kodaka was less involved with the writing here) was not exactly the most progressive place. (neither was america btw but ppl don’t always like to admit that). so like one writer isn’t gonna be capable of being perfectly sensitive of everything— i doubt he even knew much about some of the things ppl criticize dangan about. am i saying he Did Nothing Wrong and everyone is being mean? no. there is some nasty shit in these games. but we gotta like. acknowledge that this was a series that started in japan in 2010, and nobody knew it was gonna take off and get translated to english. like english speakers are NOT the target audience n i feel like a lot of people forget that. the stories get so much more interesting when you consider them from a japanese cultural perspective imo. this isn’t ace attorney we can’t japanifornia it. it is Important that they are japanese because one of the main things danganronpa is is a Criticism Of The Japanese School/Work System. like it is integral. anywho i’ve rambled about that enough i think

[tsunreleased]

Song Master List, dm for links

[last updated 01/17/25]

A star* next to any song indicates that the song was recently lost when one of my drives got taken down. You can still request the song, it just might be harder to get it to you and I may have to email you the file instead of messaging a link like normal.

A

Ain’t Nothin’ ‘Bout You (Brooks & Dunn Cover) LIVE

A Little More Like You ACOUSTIC

All Night Diner ACOUSTIC

All Of The Girls (Demo) STUDIO

American Boy ACOUSTIC

American Girl (Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers Cover) STUDIO

Am I Ready For Love STUDIO

Angelina ACOUSTIC

A Place In This World (demo) STUDIO

B

Baby Blue ACOUSTIC

Baby Don’t You Break My Heart Slow (Vonda Shepard cover) ACOUSTIC

Barnyard Song STUDIO

Beautiful Days ACOUSTIC

Beautiful Eyes STUDIO

Being With My Baby ACOUSTIC

Better Man (original demo) STUDIO

Better Off STUDIO

Brand New World ACOUSTIC

Breathless (Better Than Ezra cover) STUDIO

Brought Up That Way STUDIO

But Daddy I Love Him (Acoustic Version) STUDIO

By the Way ACOUSTIC

C

Can I Go With You STUDIO

Cannonball ft. Justin Beiber STUDIO

Can’t Stop Loving You (Phil Collins cover) LIVE

Cassandra (First Draft Phone Memo) ACOUSTIC

Check Out This View ACOUSTIC

Closest To A Cowboy ACOUSTIC

Cold As You (demo) STUDIO

Come In With The Rain (demo) STUDIO

Crazier (demo) STUDIO

Cross My Heart ACOUSTIC

D

Dark Blue Tennessee STUDIO

Dark Blue Tennessee (piano) STUDIO

Diary Of Me STUDIO

Didn’t They ACOUSTIC

Don’t Hate Me For Loving You ACOUSTIC

Down Bad (Acoustic Version) STUDIO

Down Came The Rain by Deric Ruttan (Taylor is just backing vocals on this one) ACOUSTIC

Drama Queen STUDIO

Drive (For Daddy Gene) (Alan Jackson cover) LIVE

Drive All Night (Just South of Knowing Why) STUDIO

F

Fall Back On You ACOUSTIC

False God (Live from The Eras Tour) LIVE

Fearless (demo) ACOUSTIC

Fire ACOUSTIC

Firefly ACOUSTIC

Forever Winter (original demo) STUDIO

Fortnight (Acoustic Version) STUDIO

For You (4 U) ACOUSTIC

Fresh Out The Slammer (Acoustic Version) STUDIO

G

Gracie ACOUSTIC

Guilty as Sin? (Acoustic Version) STUDIO

Guilty As Sin (Live From Stockholm) LIVE

H

Half-Way To Texas ACOUSTIC

Her ACOUSTIC

Here You Come Again (Dolly Parton Cover) STUDIO

Hold On ACOUSTIC*

Honey Baby ACOUSTIC

Hopelessly Devoted To You (Olivia Newton-John Cover) STUDIO

Houston Rodeo ACOUSTIC

How Did It End (Live from Stockholm) LIVE

I

I’d Lie STUDIO*

I Hate It Here x the lakes (Live from Cardiff) LIVE

I Heart ? STUDIO*

I Know What I Want STUDIO*

I’m Every Woman (Whitney Houston cover) STUDIO

In The Pouring Rain ACOUSTIC*

I Think He Knows (Live from The Eras Tour) LIVE

Invisible (demo) STUDIO*

I Used To Fly ACOUSTIC

I Wished On A Plane ACOUSTIC*

J

Just South Of Knowing Why (Drive All Night) STUDIO*

K

Kid In The Crowd ACOUSTIC

L

Leavin’ (Jesse McCartney cover) LIVE

Let’s Go (Battle) STUDIO

Live For The Little Things ACOUSTIC

loml (Live from Paris) LIVE

Long Time Coming STUDIO*

Look At You Like That ACOUSTIC

Love They Haven’t Thought of Yet ACOUSTIC

Love To Lose ACOUSTIC*

Lucky You STUDIO

M

Made Up You ACOUSTIC

Making Up For Lost Love STUDIO*

Mandolin ACOUSTIC

Mary Jo ACOUSTIC

Matches ACOUSTIC

Me And Britney ACOUSTIC

Missing You ft. Tyler Hilton (Tyler Hilton cover) LIVE

My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys (First Draft Phone Memo) ACOUSTIC

My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys (Live from Paris) LIVE

My Cure STUDIO*

My Cure (alternate lyrics) ACOUSTIC

My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark ft. Fall Out Boy (Fall Out Boy cover) LIVE

My Turn To Be Me ACOUSTIC

N

Nashville (David Mead cover) LIVE

Need You Now STUDIO*

Need STUDIO

Never Fade ACOUSTIC

Never Mind STUDIO*

Never Mind (Country Version) STUDIO*

O

Oh My My My (Mary’s Song demo) STUDIO*

Old Habits Die Screaming (The Black Dog first draft phone memo) ACOUSTIC

One-Sided Goodbye ACOUSTIC

One Thing (Bye Bye Baby original demo) STUDIO

One Way Ticket (LeAnn Rimes cover) STUDIO

Our Last Night (Better Than Ezra cover) ACOUSTIC*

Our Song (demo) STUDIO

P

Paper Rings (Live from The Eras Tour) LIVE

Perfect Have I Loved ACOUSTIC

Perfectly Good Heart (demo) STUDIO*

Permanent Marker STUDIO

Peter (Live from Stockholm) LIVE

Picture to Burn (original demo) STUDIO

Picture to Burn 2006 original (homophobic version) STUDIO

Picture to Burn (alternate production w/ extended outro) (demo) STUDIO

Picture To Burn ft. Def Leppard LIVE

Picture to Burn (war cry demo) ACOUSTIC*

Point Of View ACOUSTIC

Pour Some Sugar On Me ft. Def Leppard (Def Leppard cover) LIVE

R

Rain Song ACOUSTIC*

Red (demo) STUDIO

R-E-V-E-N-G-E STUDIO

Ride On ACOUSTIC

Riptide Live from BBC Studios (Vance Joy cover) LIVE

Run (George Strait cover) LIVE

Run (original demo) (CLIP) ACOUSTIC

S

Same Girl ACOUSTIC

Shake It Off (demo) (unofficial) STUDIO

“Slut!” (Acoustic Version) STUDIO

Smokey Black Nights STUDIO

Songs About You STUDIO*

Sparks Fly original lyrics LIVE

Spinning Around ACOUSTIC*

Stupid Boy ACOUSTIC

Sugar ACOUSTIC*

Superstar (demo) ACOUSTIC*

Superstar (demo) STUDIO*

Sweeter Than Fiction (Taylor's Version) (Vinyl Exclusive) STUDIO

Sweet Escape (Gwen Stefani cover) LIVE

Sweet Nothing (Piano Remix) STUDIO

Sweet Tea And Gods Graces STUDIO*

Sweet Tea And Gods Graces (acoustic) ACOUSTIC*

T

Teardrops On My Guitar (demo) STUDIO

Tell Me STUDIO*

Tell Me ACOUSTIC

Ten Dollars And A Six Pack ACOUSTIC*

Tennessee ACOUSTIC

thanK you aIMee x Mean (Live from London) LIVE

That’s Life ACOUSTIC

That’s When (original demo) ACOUSTIC

The Alchemy (Live from Paris) LIVE

The Albatross x Dancing With Our Hands Tied (Live from Dublin) LIVE

The Bolter x Getaway Car (Live from Edinburgh) LIVE

The Diary Of Me STUDIO*

The Other Side Of The Door (demo) STUDIO

The Outside (demo) STUDIO*

The Prophecy x long story short (Live from Lyon) LIVE

There’s Your Trouble (Dixie Chicks cover) STUDIO

Thinking About You ACOUSTIC

Thirteen Blocks STUDIO*

This Here Guitar ACOUSTIC

This Is Really Happening STUDIO*

This Is What You Came For (demo) STUDIO

Tied Together With A Smile (demo) ACOUSTIC

‘Til Brad Pitt Comes Along ACOUSTIC*

Tim McGraw (piano demo) ACOUSTIC*

Tim McGraw (guitar demo) ACOUSTIC*

Tim McGraw (Byron Gallimore demo) STUDIO

U

Umbrella (Rihanna cover) LIVE*

Under My Head ACOUSTIC

W

Wait For Me STUDIO

Welcome Back Song (For Grunwald) ACOUSTIC

Welcome Distraction STUDIO*

We Were Happy (piano demo) ACOUSTIC

We Were Happy (original demo) STUDIO*

What Do You Say STUDIO*

What To Wear STUDIO*

White Horse (piano demo) STUDIO

Who I’ve Always Been STUDIO*

Who’s Afraid Of Little Old Me (first draft phone memo) ACOUSTIC

Y

You All Over Me (original demo) STUDIO*

You Do ACOUSTIC*

You Don’t Have To Call ACOUSTIC

Your Anything LIVE*

Your Face STUDIO*

You’re On Your Own Kid (Strings Remix) STUDIO

[tesstuffsblog]

Flirty drunk

L» Pairing: Ben Gross x female reader

Rating: Fluff / flirty drunk/ enemies to lovers

Summary: Lorelai Colombo, 17 years old. She returns to L.A. for her junior year of high school after spending a frivolous summer that everyone knows about. One night she goes to Trent’s party with her friend Devi, she gets drunk…

Taylor Swift is her narrator<3

(this is a chapter form my wattpad fanfic "The story of us", here if you want to read it)

English is not my first language!

Lorelai changed her clothes in hurry before going out

Taylor: "'Escape' come on she literally got out from the window"

She wore a mini white skirt, a simple tank top and some boots. A simple outfit but she felt like herself in it and her makeup is basically the same she was going to wear that night she just added glitter on the eyeshadow.

"Oh, hey what are you doing here?" Trent says opening the door "Did you forget your calculator or something?" he adds

"Did you forget your calculator to something?" he adds, almost as shocked by her presence

"Hi!" Lorelai gives him a little smile waving her hand

"Ohi, you're here too! Lorelai came!" Trent literally yells to someone inside

Funny how three months ago they didn't even consider her.

"Whoa! You came" Paxton peeks out "And you brought California Brittle. This slaps, come in" he adds taking the chocolates. In fact, her mom would never let her show up in someone else's house without something to offer.

Trent's house is a simple American house, but there was an industrial amount of bottles of alcohol everywhere. Lorelai can swear to have seen in that house people never met at school, someone is drinking, others are smoking, others just dance or chat.

Not even the time to get in, that everyone is staring to the girl walking through the front door, certainly Trent didn't help with that.

But who can blame them, Lorelai is beautiful. The clothes are perfectly wrapped around her body and her wavy hair left loose sways around her shoulders as she moves around the room.

"Do you want a drink?" Paxton asks them leading the way

"Oh i need it" Lorelai replies

"Oh yeah beer me. Love that bread soda" Devi says taking a glass in her hands

"Are you already drunk?" Rory the shocked question Rory swallowing the first shot

"No, but that's my purpose for the end of the night"

"I definitely agree with you."

"You're not having one?" Devi asks Paxton that, as a good boy he is, takes a bottle of water

"No. I can't during swim season. You gotta keep the body right, you know."

"Yeah, totally. If i had your body i'd treat it right too."

"Oh my god" Lorelai takes her friend by the arm and drags her away from that awkward situation "We have to perfection your flirting skills, Devi."

"What did i say wrong?"

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Taylor: "Well it didn't take long, apparently Lorelai achieved her goal before Devi because I don't think it's normal to dance like that... no definitely drunk."

"'Sup people! Who wants some 'za?" Ben starts by suddenly entering with a stupid smile on his lips

"Ugh i wish he brought tacos..." Lorelai hears someone saying

"Oh my god, Ben! You brought pizza, i'm so hungry i love you" Rory drags herself towards him slurring her words

"What had gotten into her?"

"Oh well i'll leave her to you. Apparently she tolerates you when she's drunk. Oh wait should i get you a getorade? You seem real thirsty"

Ben scoffs "What are you too doing here?"

"Getting drunk." Rory says not even bothering to consider lying while sitting next to someone on the couch.

That day had been long and your mom never seemed to make it easier, so she wanted a few drinks to feel better.

"Yeah i see that" the boy replies checking her out "Shouldn't you be counting your friends on three fingers?"

"Uh you're the one to talk. How you're even here? These people don't like you." Devi says like it was obvious.

Taylor: "Because it's actually true"

"Yeah, they do. Hey what's up, Trent?" Ben tries to hive five gets brutally ignored "Whatever."

"Devi! Zoe is talking to Paxton" Lorelai points out and Devi immediately swallows half a beer

"Well..." Ben trails off taking one for him and sitting next to Rory "So..." he clears his voice "thank you for helping with that history project by the way"

The girl next to him gives him a little smile and and she is about to drink another shot

"Ehy easy there" Ben takes her glass away "take this" instead offers her a bottle of water but she doesn't bother to drink it

Suddenly she feels a liquid falling on her shirt.

"Ah i'm soo sorry!" it's Zoe who just spilled her drink on Lorelai "Was that marked Chanel?" she asks grinning into her face

Rory stands up and almost slips "Cazzo! That fucking bitch!" but Zoe was already gone

"Hey." Ben stops her "Forget it, it's not worth it." but her face still angered "Come here let's vet you cleaned up" Rory's face softens, it's Zoe what else could she expect...

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"How could she do that! Like...what have i done to her? Ben...are you listening?"

The music makes the floor vibrate as they meander around the hose.

"If you don't shut up right now i'll...i'll call your mother" Ben points her finger at her annoyed after finally finding the bathroom.

"God not her. Oh my..." she trails off watching him casually taking off his sweatshirt. Fortunately he had a t-shirt under it.

"Yeah you wish. Here take this" he offers Rory his sweatshirt

"Thank you" Lorelai thanks him offering him a warm smile "umh can you?"

"Oh-oh yeah sure. I mean obviously" Ben immediately turns around so Lorelai can get changed freely

"I'll give it back to you at school" she turns around, the sweatshirt a bit big for her

"No problem, you can take it"

"Why are you suddenly so..." Rory turns her whole body so now she can face Ben

"So- what?"

"so pretty! you've got such a good 'nd nice smile." she smiles at him widely, studying carefully the boy's face as if it was the first time she saw him

Taylor: "Yeah still drunk"

"Umh..." Ben couldn't help it and Rory is too drunk to notice the blush creeping on the boy's cheeks and ears "Have your eyes always been so...blue?"

"Yeah? I- i think so" Lorelai was flushed from the alcohol and her big brown eyes were the only two things Ben could focus on at the moment

Taylor: "Soo Rory is actually flirty drunk! This is getting interesting"

"Holy shit! There's a coyote on the lawn!" some weird guy yells

Taylor: "Oh come on!"

[emma-frxst]

Steel Heart (2)

Pairing: Colossus/ Piotr Rasputin x HopelessRomantic!Reader

Summary: After Piotr’s heartbreak, he decides to give up on love, but then, he meets you. But of course with a new relationship comes complications and hesitations. Can Pete overcome his pain and insecurities or will his heart remain cold as he pushes you away?

Series masterlist

Authors note: many thanks to you all for hanging in there with me through my writers block, and specifically being patient with this story. Special thanks to @reiner-exodus-rasputin for helping me out with this fic! I’ve made reader a hopeless romantic, I just think it fits. I figured I owed you guys a long chapter after not updating this for *looks at calendar* 3 fucking years. Reblogs/comments help me out a lot. Thanks for reading! Also I know tipping is exclusively an American thing so yeah that just how it be. Also please read at the end about tag list!

Warnings: none

A cool shiver went down your spine after Piotr ..or.. Peter shut the door.

Oh my god he’s so cute, In a scruffy and ragged kind of way. Maybe he’ll order again and your paths will cross once more. You shoved the generous tip money in your bag and went on about your evening, definitely not daydreaming about the muscly, scruffy tall man with big blue eyes.

“I’m in love!” You barged into the cafe ready to spill all the details of your recent encounter to your coworkers.

It was after closing time so you could be as unabashed about your feelings as you wanted.

The kitchen staff collectively let out a sigh. Let’s just say this definitely wasn’t the first time you barged in telling everyone you were in love

“Who is is this time y/n?” Jeannie asked with exasperated tone.

“Oh hush, you love it.” You teased back.

She rolled her eyes at you as she wiped down the counter.

“It was this guy I just delivered to. He was tall and handsome! In a rugged kind of way.”

You grabbed a pile of dishes and put them in the sink. You happily helped close up while filling others in on every detail of your encounter with Peter.

“You’re such a hopeless romantic.” Jeannie teased.

“Yeah, well, what can I say.” You said hanging up your apron.

As you and the other staff departed for the night, you wished them a goodnight and went home. Thankfully you’d be back on day shift soon after picking up a few nights for some extra cash.

…

It had been weeks since your encounter with...Piotr..or Peter. You had resumed your normal routine, because why wouldn’t you? It’s not like you thought about his pretty blue eyes all the time or that spark when your hands touched.

Unfortunately, it was the end of your 15 minute break, so time to stop daydreaming about him and get back to waiting tables. Not that you were a romantic, (you definitely were but to admit it would result in endless teasing from your work friends) but something just felt different.

You were working your usual morning shift at the cafe today, it was uneventful so far. You were thankful for that though. Working with the public, you never knew what you were getting into.

You walked over to the broad shouldered man sitting in the corner booth.

“Good morning, my name is y/n and I’ll be taking care of you today. What can I get started for you?”

He looked up and a pair of familiar blue eyes looked back at you.

It was Piotr

Your swore you saw a flash of recognition grace his features.

“Good morning.” He said flashing you a polite smile. As he placed his breakfast order, you noticed a few things.

He looked a lot better than when you first saw him, he was clean shaven, didn’t smell like booze and he had gotten a haircut.

“Sure coming right up!” You said overly cheerful at 8:00 in the morning.

Damn, chill y/n it’s too early for all that. You told yourself.

You weren’t sure if you should say anything about when you met Peter before. On one hand that would be super weird, and on the other hand that’d still be really weird, y/n come on.

After giving it some thought, you decided not to. Unless he said something. But it didn’t seem like he was going to.

..

Colossus decided to get back into his old hobbies again, hoping it would bring him out of his funk. The cafe sat at the entrance to a city park so he had brought his sketch pad with him, hoping to get some quick doodles in. Plus maybe he would see that pretty lady, (y/n). He decided to start off easy by drawing the flowers that were blooming in the planter that hung on the railing of the cafe’s patio.

“Okay here you are, Peter, Anything else?”

Shit! Fuck. just called his name. Maybe he didn’t notice.

He looked up from the paper he was scribbling on.

“This will be all, y/n thank you.”

Oh, shit. He called you by name, with emphasis on the name. He definitely remembered.

“Great.”

You turned and headed to the kitchen cursing yourself.

You looked over your shoulder at the dark haired man once more.

He was concentrated on his drawing.

‘Don’t fuck this up y/n.’ you thought to yourself.

You barged into the kitchen, hoping Jeannie was there.

Your eyes darted around the room until you found her- that gorgeous red hair always caught your eye.

“Jeannie, wait!” You ran over to her.

“I’m busy, (y/n).” She explained as he held a plate of food in each hand.

“I know…but..He’s here!”

“Who?”

“Peter!”

“Peter?”

“You know..Peter.”

Her brown knitted in confusion.

“The one she is in love with! Most recent!” One of the line cooks shouted out.

“Thank you Jeremy!” You exclaimed. At least someone listened to you.

“Oh yeah. Well, good. Maybe you can actually talk to him.”

“No. You don’t understand! I called him by name.”

She laughed. “(Y/n) you are overthinking this, just chill.” She said and walked out the kitchen doors to the dining room.

Just chill. Just chill. You thought to yourself.

Thankfully you were pretty chill throughout the rest of your time with Peter. Chill meaning being able to serve him without combusting.

When you went back to get the ticket from his table, he had already left, but he gave you a good tip and doodled a little drawing on the receipt. It was a flower; a tulip to be exact.

You decided to keep it for yourself. The cafe won’t miss one receipt.

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Note about tags- I had a note in my phone for everyones tags separated by the character/ series they wanted tagged for..but while trying to put this post in my tumblr drafts (after having too much wine) I’ve messed it up so if I’ve tagged you for the wrong character/series/ fandom let me know otherwise I’ll just keep tagging everyone lol.

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[woodswolf]

Me before attempting to write Olimar again, one year ago: "Okay, this'll be interesting. Writing a character who isn't severely fucked up on two or five levels (but will be by the time I'm done with him). This will be nice a little experiment for myself."

Me now, having catapulted down the character study rabbit hole as I tend to: "Oh dear god, wait a minute: this guy is as deeply fucked up on the level of whom I usually write for! And I don't think that was my fault for once! I've been deceived! What the fuck?!"

(TL;DR: Your tags and ramblings made me Think, thank you. I'm certain you are having a blast tearing him to shreds in some terrible way I've yet to think of myself lol.)

(RE: all of this shit probably)

i have only really truly known this guy for a bit over a year and every little bit ive learned about him has only pushed me ever deeper into this endless well of fascination with whatever the fuck is wrong with him. this guy is a pathological liar as a method of self-soothing. who DOES that. how the fuck did he arrive in this scenario.

really when you get down to it olimar is like, perhaps one of the most depressed characters of all time, it's just that he's carefully crafted a presentation of symptoms that very cleverly hides this from both the audience and himself. this guy is literally miserable. he viscerally hates his boss and is frustrated with his coworkers where they're even relevant. he has somewhere in the range of mixed feelings on his job but generally wishes that it allowed him more time with his family. his family, which has so many undeniable problems it's difficult to even list them. where to start: his kids? his wife? his parents? every happy memory he has involves his family and most of those memories are brief glimpses at Connection that otherwise seems so absent from the rest of his life. he's a middle-aged man with a house and a yard and a wife and two-kids-and-a-dog and probably a white picket fence for good measure. he's ticking all the boxes that he was raised* to think were a one-way ticket to happiness. so why is he still so lonely? why isn't he happy? what is this general malaise that's hanging over his entire life? what's wrong with him?

(*whether or not he was actually raised on a variant of the american dream is a really interesting question but honestly not relevant here. there's a lot of interesting evidence in his logs supporting something more nuanced, but again. irrelevant)

and olimar's answer is that Actually! there's Nothing wrong! he's perfectly fine and perfectly happy and perfectly satisfied with everything in his life. nothing is wrong and he's perfectly happy and even if he weren't (which he is!!!!) he still has so many things that would make up for it. he has so many good memories that are just his that he can hold on to as hard as he possibly can for as long as he needs to until he feels better. he can write them down and read them back as a reminder until it sticks in his brain that He Is Happy. There Is Nothing Wrong. He Is Happy And There Is Nothing Wrong. because he did everything right, didn't he!! he made his choices and for the all the love of everything he holds dear he is going to stick by them. because he needs to. because if he doesn't, where would he even be?

and then this guy has the worst "vacation" of his entire life (DEFINITELY another blatant self-soothing lie btw, you CANNOT convince me that this guy would spend any more time away from his family than he absolutely has to what with his career) and the cracks actually kind of start to show. because he is very quickly launched into the worst series of circumstances he's ever experienced. and through it all he's just!! completely fucking Normal about it!! utterly fucking accepting of any outcome that happens to him because he doesn't feel like he really has any control. like he ever had any control. he should have fucking died. even before the thirty days are up he's just passively accepting of whatever happens. there are tons and tons of treasure descriptions or other entries where he expresses very explicit passive suicidality through things that could be jokes or offhand comments but really don't read like that. pikmin 1's entry for day 29 reads more like a reminder that he should at least try to not let himself die than an earnest attempt to actually do so.

and it's like, if he does survive pikmin 1, what does he even win? ever-increasing stakes at his job and ever-fewer ways to pretend that everything's fine. an ever-brighter flashing neon sign reading QUIT YOUR FUCKING JOB that he has to try increasingly hard to ignore. the job that keeps sending him back to the planet that almost killed him. the job that keeps sending him back to the planet where he barely survived by only his wits and the skin of his teeth. the job that keeps sending him back to the planet where he will die, because no one was supposed to save olimar.

and through it all you can see! you can SEE the way he gets increasingly stressed out as things go along. but he's still just going along trying his damnedest to pretend that everything is fine and he is happy and he doesn't need any help, that he shouldn't be trying to make an exit as quickly as he can and to maybe ask his wife to pick up a job so they can be a dual-income household now that their kids are a bit older. he doesn't need to be looking for anything better because he has the best he's going to get right here, and isn't that wonderful? shouldn't that make him happy?

and it's like, the way things are going he's never going to get there, and on some level he knows that. but olimar's whole fucking deal is that if he can't solve something he's going to throw himself at the problem over and over until either it gets solved or his skull splits open, a pattern that is only reenforced by the events of pikmin 1 and 2 and 3. so he knows that he's never going to be happy, but he's going to try this impossible task of being happy over and over until he either fakes it till he makes it or something kills him. so far it hasn't worked out for him, but maybe the NEXT time he blows up at somebody for no reason because he just can't take the stress of it all anymore!

as it turns out i have no idea how to end this, so on a tangentially related note: olimar is not a biologist by any standard and i will die on this hill. ALL of his piklopedia entries are creative writing exercises and i can ALMOST prove this. but that's a whole other post honestly. just kind of adds to the whole thing about how much olimar lies to the reader and himself.

[westleywithatea]

My thoughts on American Born Chinese (TV series)

My sister and I recently finished American Born Chinese, the TV series. Now I share my thoughts. I'll try to keep them in chronological order.

SPOILERS AHEAD!!

So...

After watching the first 2 episodes, my dad believed that the writers were racist towards Caucasians because the principal character mispronounced the 2 Chinese characters' names.

Note: My family is Asian. Both of my parents are born and raised in Vietnam.

I think the principal character was just clueless.

We accidentally watched Episode 2 and 3 out of order.

we get a flashback of Guanyin and Wei-Chen in Magic China. The trees are red, people are flying, you would think that you're watching the wrong show... If you had no idea what the show was about.

Flying people feels familiar nostalgic

Soccer team party and ... I'm pretty sure that's hazing

as long as nobody gets hurt

There's a lot yellow lighting. idk y

Sun Wukong hiding the staff in his ear is purely Chinese drama/TV only. according to my sister. Who read the novel? can they confirm?

Majority of episode 4 is a flashback in a style of an old Chinese Drama

it looks like something my parents would watch when I was small child age

You have no idea how many adaptations of Journey to the West there is. The original Classic novel is really old.

ALL BUDGET WENT TO COSTUME AND SET DESIGN!

Even the editing and CGI is low-budget. The way how the staff floats in the air, as if it's on a string. I love it. Very 1 on 1 with what I grew up with.

Episode 5: oh gods. NOT THE AUNTIES COMPARING CHILDREN!

Kế Huy Quan has a very Viet spelling of a name, but he's of a ethnic minority. My dad reads his name and knows Quan is Chinese.

(I'm still waiting for Wikipedia to fix the IPA pronunciation guide of his name. It's "Kay", like okay and hay. Not "kee", like Key or tree. )

His character, Jamie Yao, is very meta. I can tell the writers wrote him as someone who took on cardboard POC characters of the past. The writers and actors are using Jamie as that outlet to tell us what they always want to tell everybody from the beginning.

on to the next episodes...

transformations are never on screen. just off screen. play with cuts, lighting/ flashes, and other things. budget of this show went towards more important things.

Why is the dog in Ep 6 a yorkie? idk... I think they should've gone for another breed.

Episode 7: so... Did the Principal assumed Jin's mom as a tiger mom?

And shouldn't Jin's mom be using her maiden name? Or did Jin's parents got too assimilated in the American/ Western culture?

their names are Christine and Simon.

actually, they let Jin try out sports, go out with friends, and have a birthday party. With curfew.

They let him have a life!!

I wish my paretns are like that. >:(

I declined a birthday party invitation in 3rd grade because I was too afraid to ask my parents. I was so sure they would say no. They always say no to cousins sleepovers. (it's a sleepover of just the cousins.)

Episode 8: so the season finale ...

Jin's parents were fighting, now making up. There was no kissing. Thank you. Asian parents don't kiss. or people of that generation don't kiss. No kissing in East Asia.

flying people is normal. welcome to wuxia and xianxia. Let's GO!!!

Jin is so awkward. His kiss with Amelia is awkward. I appreciate. It's not a full on make out, like Hollywood rom-com. It's an awkward kiss done by awkward kids. Very real and in-character.

was that monologue about himself, Jin?

Very realistic ending. Very HISHE- moment. Jin asking for repeat and slower, because his Chinese isn't very good. Mood. Big Mood.

Where's Sun Wukong's monkey accent? Every CH drama has him in monkey accent. Including VN dubbing? (I'm talking about present day. I'm not talking about the Ep 4 flashback. idr if he spoke with monkey accent in the flashback.) Did he got too tired + stressed from parenthood that he turned super serious?

Sandy is now a woman

My dad explained this show to his sister as Sun Wukong but for kids of the 21st century. (She was staying over for a few nights and only watched like... 1 or 2 episodes.)

he is not wrong

occasionally, he explains the characters' Vietnamese names to me and my sister. The translation is still the same. Sounds are similar, because Vietnamese borrows a lot from Chinese.

Mom be walking in on the Mandarin-speaking scenes and asking what we're watching. Because we rarely watch films and shows in Chinese. It's either in English or Japanese (anime).

Imagine trying to explain Sun Wukong to your parents, who know the stories very well. But the catch is the language translation.

It's not Sun Wukong to my parents, It's now Tôn Ngộ Không (Tone Ng-oh Kh-ong).

Dad not understanding why Michelle Yeoh/ Dương Tử Quỳnh is returning to Hollywood because of her age.

I can not tell if he's being negative or positive or just plain confused. Or maybe he's confused on why his kids are watching her and not someone younger?

all story arcs get tied together in the very end. that's the point of drama writing. but there are few loose ends that bother me. like the pendant being lost forever.

This is a story about an immigrant family, written by immigrant families for immigrant families.

This is a story about being Asian, American, Asian-American, Asian in America, immigrants, and a child of immigrants.

Written by those people for those people

UPDATE:

It has come to my attention that there were on-screen transformations with special effects and CGI for the first few episodes

I guess the budget sorta ran out for the final episode??

I am disappointed in the cancellation of the show. Disney didn't advertise it well enough.