#presley h. // ships

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tag dump 5

[no-144444]

the disgraced pop princess

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summary: oscar is your salvation after things go horribly wrong

pairing: oscar piastri (no.81) x singer! reader

warnings: TALK OF SA and cyberbullying

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comments

user13: WHAT THE FUCK

user15: This is all her fault. She's a bad person

-> user16: Where did you get that from? An anonymous twitter account?

user14: I AM A CHILD OF DIVORCE

Alexy/l/n: ❤️❤️❤️

CharlesOBrien: the end.

DarrelBowser: fin.

user82: WTF.

user45: how could she ruin this? doesn't she care about the fans?

-> user38: you have no idea what happened? stfu

oscarpiastri: GUYS I'M FREAKING OUT RN WTF.

-> user55: WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?

-> logansargeant: he's been a WINGS fan since he was a teenager. He's been in love with Y/n Y/l/n name since he was like 15.

-> landonorris: Can confirm he's having a breakdown rn.

-> alexalbon: It's all too much for little oscar piastri

->zbrown: Zandvoort is fucked isn't it? @/landonorris @/oscarpiastri

-> landonorris: Sadly, yes.

-> oscarpiastri: VERY MUCH SO, YES.

user90: oscar piastri being a WINGS fan was not on my 2024 bingo card tbh.

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BREAKING NEWS! POPULAR MUSIC GROUP ‘WINGS’ HAVE ANNOUNCED THE END OF THEIR WORLD TOUR, AND THEIR BAND! 

Speculation has been flying for weeks due to various sources giving people an inside look into popular music group ‘Wings’. Many fans have been left wondering in recent weeks as the band has been seen arguing on stage, not speaking to each other off-stage, and even some of them have been refusing to go on and perform. Many people have been trying to point fingers to who’s at fault for the end of this historic music group, and  various pieces of evidence against the front woman Y/n Y/l/n, the singer, songwriter, and lead bass guitarist of the group. Many pieces against her have been posted to the popular anonymous twitter account  ‘@/anonymousmail’, detailing how she has been treating the rest of the band badly, by not letting them write their own music, becoming too controlling over the band, and even going as far as to threaten other members of the band. 

Late last night after their last of 5 shows in Las Vegas at the historical Westgate Las Vegas Resort & Casino, where rock and roll legend, Elvis Presley played for years, the front woman Y/n Y/l/n posted a photo of her hugging her brother (and fellow band member), Alex Y/l/n with the caption ‘the end of it all. 12 year old me is crying. so is 22 year old me. bye for now and ever.’. On stage, they announced they were parting ways and were all in tears as they left. 

This looks like the end for the group, and this publication is sad to see them go. We wish them all good luck, and we will keep our readers posted on any drama from the unravelling group. 

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BREAKING NEWS! ‘WINGS’ LEAD GUITARIST SPEAKS OUT AGAINST Y/N Y/L/N!

In a new-deleted instagram story, the lead guitarist of the band called out Y/n Y/l/n with this statement 

‘Good f*****g riddance to that b***h . F******g fame-hungry c**t who could never sing for s**t. Good f**k tho’

This left fans shocked, as Y/l/n has said in the past that they were ‘all friends and would always respect each other, even if the band broke up’ (2021 interview with Vogue). Many people have shipped the two online due to their flirty stage-presence and good banter in interviews, but they always vehemently denied the claims that they were together. In other shocking news, it seems the rest of the band Charles O’Brien (lead guitarist), Alex Y/l/n (new lead singer, ‘Wings’ second guitarist), Darrel Brown (drummer), and Axel Smith (new bass guitarist) will be continuing on with ‘Wings’ as this was posted to the band social media account just days after their announced split. 

Y/n Y/l/n has refused to comment and all her social media accounts have gone dark. We’ll keep you updated!

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comments

user12: ZAK BROWN IS WILDIN

user59: HE GETS US, BRING BACK THE REAL WINGS

landonorris: bro plz don't jump wtf

alexalbon: we're here for you buddy :)

logansargeant: he's crying in my driver's room rn. he's unconsolable.

-> user90: bro is DOWN BAD.

mclaren: Please don't crash the car Oscar. We'll bribe you.

-> user47: this is insane.

User58: hey so you're crazy.

georgerussel: We're here for you mate :(

lewishamilton: Missing WINGS rn.

user83: i feel bad that oscar just found out his celebrity crush is a bad person :(

-> user33: phone down. NOW. it's an anonymous twitter account with no credibility.

user55: what Charles said about her was mental.

-> oscarpiastri: AGREED. I ALWAYS HATED HIM.

-> landonorris: PUBLIC ACCOUNT.

-> WINGSfanno1: ur right, my b. AGREED. I ALWAYS HATED HIM.

-> user88: no way oscar piastri has a WINGS fan account 🤣🤣🤣

hater66: I hate Y/n, oscar should too.

hater36: she's a slut and an awful person.

hater22: Y/N Y/L/N HATE CLUB!

->hater82: me too!

->hater100: me too!

->hater3792: me too!

->hater38: me too!

->hater202: me too!

->hater26: me too!

->hater77: me too!

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BREAKING NEWS! Y/N Y/L/N IS SET TO BE ATTENDING THE DUTCH GRAN PRIX THIS WEEKEND!

According to anonymous sources, Y/n Y/l/n will be attending the Dutch Gran Prix this weekend. This comes as a shock since she's deactivated her instagram, most likely due to the break-up of her band. The rest of WINGS will also be in attendance, all as guest of McLaren, whereas Y/n is a guest of Sir. Lewis Hamilton, in the Mercedes garage. They have been seen in public recently and have been sparking dating rumours, despite their age difference. Many fans are now speculating that another reason the band broke up is the supposed cheating rumours. Y/l/n was apparently dating lead guitarist Charles O'Brien, but cheated on him with 7 time World Champion, Lewis Hamilton. Their paparazzi photos certainly seem to paint a picture...

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You woke up puffy-eyed and angry. 3 days ago, you were on tour living your life to the fullest, singing and touring with your best friends, and your chosen family. At least, that's what you thought they were. It turns out they'd all been trying to get you out of the band that you started, for a couple of months now. They'd been lying to the press about you, making every little thing you did seem worse than it was, and your 'best friend' Charles O'Brien decided it was time to get you drunk enough to sleep with him.

You felt used. Every time you four went in for a record session, a new contract, a new show, you were told that you were the only reason the band was famous. You were the real talent.You were the moneymaker. You always brushed it off, telling them that you were so good, because the band was so good. You didn't give a fuck about people telling you to get out before they swindled you and felt you in the dirt. Now you wished you had listened. Now you wished you hadn't seen so blind to their blatant disregard for you. Now you wished you'd broken off from them years ago, even your brother.

Charles had been the backbone of getting you out, that you knew. He'd always hated how you got credit for making the band popular, when it really was you who made the band popular. It had been your idea to start a youtube channel at 12 years old, it had been your idea to enter your schools battle of the bands at 13 years old, and it was you who took the risk and trusted a manager for the first time, even going as far as being the only one to sign the contract, so they could always get out of it. You'd always been so considerate, so protective, so blind.

Today was the Dutch Gran Prix, and Lewis had decided it would be best for you to get out of the hotel room you'd been rotting in and come visit him for the race. You'd been to Gran Prix's before, but mostly when you were younger and not in the middle of a world tour, like you had been for the past year and a half. You left your room looking better than you had in days, you'd done your makeup, worn your favourite outfit, and you'd finally stopped crying. Small victories, right? You hadn't checked social media in days, you knew what you'd find, and you didn't want to know what everyone thought of you. You just wanted it all to stop.

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comments

alexalbon: Ok this is becoming pathetic now

-> logansargeant: YOU ONLY THINK IT'S PATHETIC NOW?

georgerussel: Poor kid :(

maxverstappen: 🤣🤣🤣🤣

danielriccardo: I'll swing by with some food. We can cry together brother

-> oscarpiastri: the only real one on the grid 💔💔💔 love you daniel

-> logansargeant: mate I held you when you cried last night.

-> oscarpiastri: and you're still complaining about it. Daniel doesn't complain.

nicolepiastri: Kids these days...

hattiepiastri: please take his phone away from him @/logansargeant, I can't handle anymore embarrassment.

-> logansargeant: I'm trying, I promise.

user67: can we talk about zak brown, wtf?

-> zbrown: he's too sexy to die (and crash my car)??? what don't u get????

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As you walked into the paddock beside Lewis, you felt the cameras on you. He was trying to shield you, but it wasn't exactly working.

"Y/n, how do you feel about what Charles said about you?!" "Y/n, are you and Lewis together? Did you cheat on Charles?"

What? How could you cheat on Charles when you weren't even dating him? That made no fucking sense. He'd assaulted you. You were going through the motions of suing him. How could anyone think you'd willingly have sex with the boy you'd seen as a brother for the past 22 years of your life?

"Follow me," Lewis whispered, leading you further away from the McLaren garage. "Don't worry about them, they're not going to talk to you."

You nodded, trying to put on a brave face as he led you to the Mercedes garage. You were used to the paddock, Lewis had known you since you were a young teenager embarking on your first tour with a new record deal, he'd shown you around as you stood nervous, just trying to do everything right, make yourself and the band look good. He gave you an important piece of advice that day.

"You don't need to worry about the cameras or the press, be yourself and the rest will come naturally."

A piece of advice you'd followed through your teenage years, and now into your 20's. You were scared again, but this time, you were alone. No band behind you, your brother wasn't there to protect you, and everyone hated you, for no good reason.

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As you sat down in the paddock, Toto gave you a look of pity.

"How's my favourite popstar?" He smirked, trying to cheer you up.

"Disgraced," you groaned, and leaned your head against his shoulder. Mercedes had been like a second family to you, you'd met everyone back when you were 14, just about to start a tour after a song you posted online went viral. Your first stop was Silverstone, playing for so many people made you want to run and hide instead of play, but Lewis and Toto had helped you out, calmed you down, and you'd smashed it. It skyrocketed your fame, and got you an extended record deal.

He sighed. "Not for long. Don't let the boys win, it's always a boy's world."

You chuckled. "Thanks Toto."

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Oscar jogged out of the McLaren garage as WINGS walked in. Logan had promised to let him stay at Williams if the band were too much for him, and he'd just had to listen to Charles O'Brien talk to his race engineer about how it was to fuck you. He felt sick to his stomach, and he didn't have anything else to do ahead of today, so off he went.

"Oscar!" Lewis's voice rung out and Oscar stopped in his tracks, turning to see where it was coming from. "Come here!"

Oscar walked over, confused by the sentiment. Lewis and Oscar didn't often speak before races. He walked over all the same, and there you were. Standing beside him looking gorgeous and flawless, and he knew he was fucked.

"Hi, I'm Y/n," you held out your hand to be shaken, and he did so with vigour, almost squeezing too hard.

"I'm Oscar," he smiled, then dropped your hand.

"See, I am a miracle worker," Logan's voice appeared out of nowhere, and Oscar whipped his head around to see him smirking. "I'm Logan," he introduced himself to you with a handshake which you reciprocated. "Oscar is basically in love with you and your music-"

"Mate!" Oscar tried to cover his mouth, but Logan was already in a laughing fit, as Lewis laughed with him. "I am so sorry about him, he's-"

"It's alright," you smiled. "It's honestly just nice to know that not every WINGS fan hates me now."

He frowned. "I'm really sorry about the break, it must've been awful."

You shrugged. "It was what was best for the band."

"I seriously doubt that. You were like, more than half the reason anyone ever listened," he chuckled. "You're amazing."

You felt yourself heat up. "Thank you. I think you're a pretty amazing driver."

"You watch F1?" He asked.

"Oh yeah, Lewis would kill me if I didn't," you chuckled. "It's also just really interesting, and congratulations on being like, the best rookie of all time."

He blushed and smiled. "Thank you."

You heard a camera snap and the small moment you two were having was ruined. Lewis and Logan had left you two to chat, and obviously now it looked... strange to say the least.

"God, I'd better go, sorry. You probably don't want to be seen with me-"

"I'd rather formulate my own opinion on you, rather than listen to what everyone else is saying. Do you want to go for a walk?"

You smiled, a real, genuine smile. "Yeah, that'd be lovely."

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"So... how are you?" he asked as you walked through the crowds of people.

"I'm alright," you answered hesitantly. "Charles isn't making anything easy."

Oscar sighed. "He's definitely not an easy person to be around."

"You met him?"

"For about 5 minutes before I had to leave so I wouldn't punch him," he chuckled.

You laughed. "He's good at first impressions."

"Evidently," Oscar smirked.

"Yeah it just sucks that he aired all that shit out y'know? It's just... so unfair, especially when the court case is still being pieced together by our lawyers-"

"Wait, what? What do you mean 'court case'?"

"I'm suing him, he assaulted me," you shrugged.

"Holy shit, I'm so sorry," he stopped and took your hand. "I'm so sorry that happened to you."

You stopped for a moment. In the last 72 hours, no one had apologised, no one had checked in, and no one had been so heartbroken for you. Did he have to be perfect?

"T-thank you," you sniffled. "I'd better go, it was nice to meet you, b-bye Oscar."

Oscar was left standing outside Ferrari as you walked off to the Mercedes garage. He felt awful, no one should have that happen to them, and you were so sweet and kind, he almost couldn't believe someone would take advantage of that. He knew one thing though, he needed to see you again.

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comments

hater56: why is lewis still hanging out with her....

hater52: LEWIS RUN

hater79: lewis get away from the slut plz

oscarpiastri: ❤️❤️❤️❤️

-> lewishamilton: out of my comment section now.

-> y/nyl/n: stfu lewis

hater67: how is she still famous?

alexalbon: PLZ LET HER SWING BY WILLIAMS

-> logansargeant: I SECOND THIS ^^^^^

-> y/ny/l/n: omw rn

-> oscarpiastri: same. (just a conincidence)

-> logansargeant: 🧐🧐🧐

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comments

hater77: she's so annoying, why does he like her?

-> oscarpiastri: girl. have you seen or meet her? THAT'S WHY

user66: This is insane.

alexalbon: nurse he's out again! -> logansargeant: he's scoping out Williams to find her. come back soon plzzzz

lewishamilton: it was embarrassing...

georgerussell: good luck with keeping away from you @/y/ny/l/n !

-> y/ny/l/n: 👍👍👍👍

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Oscar walked into Williams with one objective, to see you. He needed to talk to you again. As he was searching, he finally bumped into you.

"You found me," you smiled.

"I did," he smiled. "And I was wondering if you'd want to talk more."

"Well, right now I have to get to Mercedes," you explained and he deflated slightly. "But I can give you my number and we can get dinner sometime?"

He was elated.

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Months of texting and dating, healing with Oscar, getting into the studio, and finally, your next single was ready. It was called 'Labyrinth', and it was about how Oscar had turned everything around for you. He was perfect. Kind, a gentleman, funny, sweet, everything. You loved him. He loved you.

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One Piece - Volume 34

Oohhgghh... oh god... what year is it...?

Yeah so my plan after canceling my daily posts for all of December was to return on the 24th and 25th and be gone again on the 26th, and I did that. Then I had the idea of revisiting all my posts to remind myself what stuff I could call back to and fix any typos along the way, and it uh.

It wasn’t supposed to take until the 22nd. It wasn’t supposed to take ALMOST A MONTH. But uh. It did. And I’m never doing that again which means from now on I’m no longer adhering to my rule about not fixing my typos if I notice them. Which was uh. A rule I was following before.

Anyway, the lesson I think I’ve learned from all of this is that I don’t really need to hold myself to arbitrary productivity standards when it comes to This, The Least Essential Aspect of My Life. Especially since I’m probably going to need to stop being jobless soon so I don’t run out of money and also various hobby-style self-led unpaid projects have become much more prevalent in my life.

However, you may be wondering... was jotting down a bunch of details about all of my posts on this blog up until this point even worth it...? Heh... watch and learn, kid...

Chapter 317 - K.O.

The Depression Game’s announcer reveals himself to have a weakness Lufpy doesn’t. Becaaaauuuuse... REMEMBER??? Lufpy can’t see tears!

The horse hunters start cheering for Lufpy, but there’s no way Lufpy can hear them. Becaaaauuuuse... REMEMBER??? Lufpy’s been deaf since Chapter 201!

Quadruple-H is sick of this. He starts performing various tricks, like turning his ability to make people lose into a blade, and standing on a stupid airplanimal. Sanji gives Lufpy advice on how to dodge this but it isn’t even helpful.

Next, Lufpy and Quadruple-H decide to mimic the iconic clash between ora and muda. In fact, Lufpy was so dedicated to mimicking that, he was holding glass and probably cutting his hand just so he could also include the “Your ability to stop time doesn’t actually mean you’re not the same as me” portion, as well as the portion where the person who says that wins.

Chapter 318 - Closure

The percentage of the horse hunters that are on Saving Quadruple-H From Drowning Duty is the same percentage of Lufpy’s crew that Sanji is.

LUFPY YOU BASTARD!!! I WAS TRYING TO NOT LOSE!!!

ZORO’S MOTIVATION FOR BEING GLAD LUFPY ACCEPTED THE CHALLENGE CONFIRMED AS WANTING TO GET ENSLAVED BY THE OTHER GUYS??? BUT ALSO THAT WAS A DESIRE HE’D PUT ZERO ACTUAL THOUGHT INTO? DUMBASS???

Anyway, Quadruple-H decides the best revenge is a life well lived and gives himself a head injury so that he’ll forget his loss ever happened.

I like the idea that if Lufpy enslaved Sonie or Gina he’d have an even Noncombatanter Noncombatant than Nami, Usopp, or Tony Tony Chopper. Like someone who simply Does Not engage in combat At All. That’d be an interesting One Piece character.

Anyway punchline achieved. I saw this punchline coming like a month ago.

Although Lufpy doesn’t actually want to start a flag collection at the expense of the horse hunters’ ship’s usability, so he just gives THEM a new flag for THEIR collection instead. That’s awfully nice of him. That’s like if someone tried to kill you so you gave them your autograph unprompted, and also later you were planning on becoming Elvis Presley.

said the person with the least of a right to say that humanly possible

Nico Robin’s imposing cop rival is also here. He’s heterosexual. Speaking of heterosexuality, REMEMBER??? REMEMBER how Sanji is a Zoro who wields rice and would be a weakness-free master of the weapon triangle if he ever got rich?

Chapter 319 - Admiral Aokiji of the Navy Headquarters

Nico Robin’s cop rival isn’t just any cop rival, he’s one of the Three Really Strong Cops. This brings the total of really strong guys to (7 - 1) + 3. Uh, soon to be (7 - 1) + 1 + 3. It also brings the number of protagonists with really strong rivals up to 2 by my count.

Oh, this is the most relatable Zoro has ever been so far. I too think people should just do math when there are various numbers happening to them.

The funny man who’s friends with a horse is here to remind everyone that normies like cops, in case anyone forgot.

The rival cop decides to help the horse and the horse’s friend using his Devil Fruit power: anti-drowning power. Hey wait, that’s cheating! If you have anti-drowning Devil Fruit powers that’s called turning off the downsides! Speaking of turning off the downsides... REMEMBER??? Lufpy has Nami trapped within the crosshairs of his Rapid Zoro Oscillation attack!

The rival cop reveals that besides being Nico Robin’s rival, he also wanted to see Lufpy’s grandfather’s grandson. Now he’s skipping to the part where he behaves murderously.

Chapter 320 - Ultimate Military Force

Oh, just like [spoilers for my unreleased fiction redacted]! Except minus the word “every”. And minus the word “survives”. In fact... I might as well have not said that. Speaking of things I might as well not say... REMEMBER??? The devices I’ve been calling “bananas” were originally called BetterCompasses by me!

Anyway, Nico Robin gets mad and decides to kill her rival. He decides that’s as good an excuse as any to try out that tried-and-true murder mystery trick, “stabbing someone with an icicle.” Except all three members of the Hypercompetent Combatant Trio don’t want him to. That doesn’t matter much to him though. He simply changes his plans to “flipping Nico Robin’s switch to activate Fragile Mode”. Next what happens is her friends play keep-away.

Having seen what happened last time (Zoro and Sanji were just as eager to attack the cop rival as he was), Lufpy decides now’s a good time to remind everyone about his rule about 1v1s. Speaking of reminders... REMEMBER??? Nami is the dad and Lufpy is the mom!

Chapter 321 - One-on-One

The...

The chapter name is...

WAIT DOES THE MERRY GO HAVE A BATHROOM??? THIS ENTIRE TIME??? Wait, I guess that’s extremely good compared to the alternative. Speaking of choosing between being extremely good and an alternative... REMEMBER??? Zoro is the protagonist of Undertale!

Usopp calls Sanji a coward, so Sanji tries to kill him. Zoro thinks murder is bad, though. Speaking of Zoro thinking murder is bad... REMEMBER??? Wait, shit, I literally just did that one, never mind.

Lufpy is kind of in a bad spot here. As highlighted by the fact that he was immune to electricity, he should be very weak against ice. You know, because his Pokemon type is Ground, just like I said when he was immune to Electric.

...Okay that was supposed to be a comedic bait-and-switch but when I Googled “ice vs rubber” all the top results were related to something called... either “Blox Piece” or “Blox Fruits” it’s kind of unclear. I could’ve sworn the climax of that one particularly horny-for-Jessica Fantastic Four movie was that Reed Richards was weak against ice because he was rubber, but maybe the literal only place where ice fights rubber is One Piece, and maybe the literal only people who care about that are people who play Roblox. I guess my only way of proving otherwise... would be to watch a subpar movie from 2005 myself. I’ve been using Google, which is how I now know it’s from 2005.

Anyway, Lufpy loses, but the horny-for-Jessica rival cop can’t do anything about it, because of the rule about 1v1s and also the fact that he owed Lufpy a favor. By the way I’m going to be calling him “the horny-for-Jessica rival cop” from now on. Just “the rival cop” was way more boring than he deserved and I think “the horny-for-Jessica rival cop” suits him. Even though I’m not going to be fact-checking my memory of ice fighting rubber in that movie.

Oh, I guess I could have also called him “the bicycle cop”. It was only like, his silhouette that had been introduced back when bicycle cops were revealed to be the strongest type of cop, but once it was revealed that he was one of the strongest cops AND he had anti-drowning powers, it would have been an easy connection to make. Well, I guess it’s not too late for me to make a word substitution so that his moniker has “bicycle” in it. Alright then. Aokiji, I hereby christen you...

“The horny-for-Jessica rival bicycle”. Bear that name proudly.

Usopp says “I’m totally outclassed and useless” so Zoro says “Wrong as usual, idiot. Goodnight.” What the hell??? People besides me don’t like Zoro? People besides me are wrong!!! Not only is he a dumbass with no redeeming qualities (+50 Likability Points), he’s ALSO a tsundere sweetheart (+50 Likability Points)???

By the way, Likability Points are different from Sanji Points and Rena Points. They’re more general and all-purpose.

Chapter 322 - Puffing Tom

Everyone is having a nice time, but then they get distracted and decide to follow a frog around instead.

Train

There’s a scary Heart Woman, her scary granddaughter, and HER Doraemon knockoff. Lufpy decides this is the Carpenter Recruitment Arc.

Chapter 323 - The City of Water, Water Seven

Sanji says the carpenter needs to be a woman. Lufpy says the carpenter needs to be a man. Zoro says “screw you guys, the carpenter just needs to be a carpenter”. Based Zoro? Zoro secretly the best character?

Wait, no...! I’m so sorry!!! I didn’t mean it, Nami... :(

SPEAKING OF NAMI

REMEMBER??? Nami has shown off her hidden Catholic side multiple times over the course of the manga so far. That means she Really Really Is Catholic!

Nami looks at a picture of a BOOB!!! XD

Except when the crew reaches the city, what looked like a nipple is actually a dispenser of WATER, not milk!!! What a ripoff! That’s the inferior way of preparing cocoa!

Four people in this town seem to be at least a little important: A viking-adjacent orc-adjacent ultimately-just-a-normie, some guy who has goggles for no reason, Lorenz Hellman Gloucester slightly to the left, and a feminist who’s even better than a German person.

Just kidding, the normie was already brutally murdered by the goggles guy and his friends.

It would be a great plot twist if instead of the goggles guy joining Lufpy’s crew, someone else did. Although I guess maybe Tony Tony Chopper already was that plot twist. Speaking of Tony Tony Chopper... REMEMBER??? Tony Tony Chopper is a yandere!

...That one is admittedly really young, so you probably didn’t forget about it. But since it’s so young, I’m willing to take any excuse I can get to make it relevant. Tony Tony Chopper being a yandere needs to bite and scrape and claw to earn its place amongst the giants such as Lufpy being rice and Zoro having a collection of jokes. Except that abstract fact isn’t sentient, so I have to do all the biting and scraping and clawing for it. I’m going to force you all to acknowledge the fact that Tony Tony Chopper is a yandere even if it kills me!

Chapter 324 - Adventures in the City of Water

Reaction image? Maybe? Eh... maybe not...

It turns out the only reason they’re called bulls is because these stuck-up pricks think they’re too sophisticated to call them “cars”.

A car licks Lufpy’s teeth. Some guy decides that means Lufpy has to drive that car.

So much for Usopp overcoming his racism. I thought better of you, Usopp.

Well, at least he won’t become a stagnant character who’s already gone through his whole arc during the next there-are-as-many-chapters-that-do-exist-as-there-are-chapters-that-don’t-exist.

(Um... just between you and me, one of the running gags I was doing was increasing the amount of chapters I claimed One Piece had each time I brought it up, but it’s kind of hard to escalate past “infinity squared” which is what I said last time. I think I just played my trump card. So... I have no idea how I’m going to keep the joke going, given that there are six more chapters for me to make posts about, and those posts will likely need to contain the joke.)

OMG! It’s the even-jankier-than-the-rest-of-the-game cannibals from Fallout: New Vegas! Oh, spoilers, I guess.

Lufpy eats soggy chicken. Or is it... soggy MAN??? Or is it... soggy ARTIFICIAL MAN COOKED USING THE SECRET RECIPE??? Sorry, spoilers.

Oh, I remember this Ace Attorney case! It’s the one where at the halfway point, Edgeworth figured out who the murderer was, and then the murderer said “Can you prove it doesn’t make sense?” and grew huge muscles for the remaining 50% of the case.

There are four MORE characters now, since I guess the previous four characters getting rapidfire introductions weren’t enough. One of these four is missing though, so it’s more like there’s three of them. I’ve already forgotten all three of their names and faces.

Zoro is lonely, so some guy with a sword is keeping him company. They can bond over both having swords!

Chapter 325 - The Franky Family

Well, the guy was just a variety of circus freaks, so Zoro kill them all.

Okayyyyyyy, fiiiiiiiiiine, I guess Tony Tony Chopper’s Literal Newborn gimmick is starting to pay dividends. I guess he’s not THAT inferior of a character. Fiiiiiiiiiine. Fiiiiiiiiiine.

HUH??? CP9??? CHILD PORN 9??? IS THIS MASKED PERSON PRODUCING CHILD PORN STARRING A 9-YEAR-OLD??? THAT’S, UH, BAD

Ultimate Power is so close... the Prophesied Trinity God is nearly at hand... if Sanji can manage to steal Usopp, Lufpy and Nami’s money, mankind’s first Immortal Being will be born. REMEMBER??? I said I hoped Sanji would achieve immortality!

Nami and Usopp decide to team up to kill Lufpy. Aww... it’s so nice to see my favorite duo working together towards a common goal. <3

Next, the three of them meet a baseball cap enthusiast named Usopp With The Personality Sanded Off.

Um... pretend I made one of my trademarked Jokes About How The Speech Bubble Is Weird here.

Chapter 326 - Mr. Iceberg

Sanji Chapter

Zoro Chapter

Lorenz Hellman Gloucester Slightly to the Left and the Feminist Who’s Even Better Than a German Person Chapter

GRANNYSPLOSION! Chapter

...

Ah... oh no... as my ego inflates, my reference humor will get gradually less and less pop-culture-related and more and more my-own-writing-which-has-zero-fans-related... I’ll stop being #relatable and die of pneumonia...

The circus freaks Zoro killed decide to steal all Usopp, Lufpy and Nami’s money before Sanji gets a chance to. No... Sanji’s immortality... it was right within my grasp, and yet...

Anyway, the character who was missing earlier was in fact the goggles guy. So this arc only has 7 characters, not 8. Not including the other characters besides those 7 characters.

The goggles guy decides to kill all the circus freaks Zoro killed. Then he does it.

Chapter 327 - Shipbuilding Island, Repair Dock No. 1 

WHAT?! I’m supposed to remember 7 characters AND even more characters AND they ALL have PETS?! Sorry, but I used up all the space in my brain reserved for fictional characters while reading the first 300 chapters, and I’m now done remembering them.

Um...

The circus freaks who get killed are actually nega-carpenters, with a leader named Nega-Unfranky, or Franky for short, or Ky for even shorter.

Hm... yep... this sure is a Land Of Lots Of Carpenters Who Are All Freaks just like how Sanji came from a Land Of Lots Of Chefs Who Are All Freaks and Tony Tony Chopper came from a Land Of Lots Of Doctors Who Are All Freaks But Actually Only Two Of Them Are Freaks And One Of The Freaks Is Dead And The Arc’s A Little Lame. Not much else to say about it.

Well, as long as he doesn’t sexualize any underage girls, he’s a better person than Person Who Is Friends With Noland Kong. ...Oh, sorry, slip of the tongue. I meant to say “the one from Ace Attorney: Justice for All”.

Wow, now I really hope this goggles guy doesn’t join the crew. He’s just the other side of the coin that is Sanji... he’s the Tails to Sanji’s Heads. And everyone knows Heads is better than Tails. Uh, no offense meant towards any of Sonic’s friends.

Phew, Lufpy is trying to recruit Lorenz Hellman Gloucester Slightly to the Left instead of the goggles guy. ...Wait, I don’t want Lorenz Hellman Gloucester Slightly to the Left on the crew either...

Usopp With The Personality Sanded Off tells Lufpy that it’s time to get rid of the Merry Go. Speaking of sanding things off, REMEMBER??? I would never sand off the glasses idiot’s skin, FBI!

Speaking of the glasses idiot, REMEMBER??? A reverse werebuffoon is a person who turns into a buffoon when the moon isn’t full!

Oh. That’s it. That was the last of the things I’d jotted down from my One Piece posts which weren’t things I already did remember.

No. No, it wasn’t worth it.

[wkemeup]

Take My Hand (Take My Whole Life, Too)

summary: Bucky waits at the end of the aisle for the love of his life (heavily inspired by that scene in Crazy Rich Asians) pairing: bucky x reader warnings: a ridiculous amount of fluff  a/n: This was written for @mermaidxatxheart​​‘s 500 follower challenge! I had the song prompt of Falling in Love with You by Elvis Presley, though I was really drawing off the cover by Kina Grannis in the link in the summary. Congrats on 500(+) Jamie!! 🌸

Bucky’s hands were stuffed into his pockets, pulling at the seams of expensive threads as if the unraveling string could release a piece of tension in his chest, let him breathe a little easier, let his head feel a little less numb. Leather wingtips of his shoes were tight around his toes, the tie draped around his neck a little too snug, sweat beading at his temples. His breaths were heavy in his chest, thick like anvils on his lungs as he swayed from one foot to the other.

It smelled faintly of lavender and incense as he managed to take in a shallow breath; memories of Sunday mornings with his Ma and sister traveling into the city adorned in baggy suits and frilly dresses, a pout on his face through his teenage years. Stained glass windows to his left, marble statues to his right; colorful light filtered through the room and touched against the faces of stone, sun kissed, heaven sent.

His hands gripped to fists in his pockets and Bucky gazed out to the rows of old, wooden pews. It was filling up quickly with women dressed in beautiful gowns and men in black ties, talking quietly amongst themselves, stealing looks to the back of the room and then up to Bucky. Nervous excitement, joyful smiles he wasn’t used to be on the receiving end of.

“You alright there, man?” Steve asked to his left, nudging his shoulder teasingly. Bucky nodded quickly, maybe a little too quickly, because Steve started to chuckle under his breath. “There’s still time to run for it if you want? I can get the car started.”

“Not a chance,” Bucky replied without hesitation, his voice rough and raw like stone, unused all morning. He nodded to himself, pulling in a deep breath as he stared down at the double doors at the end of the aisle. “I’m marrying the love of my life today.”

“Yes, you are,” Steve nodded, smiling to himself as Bucky kept his gaze focused on the wooden doors. He patted Bucky gently on the shoulder. “Take in all in, buddy. You deserve it. After everything you’ve been through, to come out of all of it and find this? Love and happiness and all those things you never thought you’d see again? Who would’ve thought, huh?”

Certainly not Bucky.

But Steve nudged Bucky’s side because he believed from the very start, from the moment he’d introduced the two of you the day you moved into the tower nearly a year prior and he saw the slight part of Buckt’s lips, the rendered shock on his face as he stood frozen, staring at you as you extended your hand to him. Something had changed in him that day, like a spark igniting a flame, a drop to a desert, the cry in a first breath. 

Your hand slipped into his, a shy smile on your face as you met his eye, and Bucky didn’t know what to say. His voice was sandpaper in his throat and Steve was the one who told you his name, though Bucky was almost certain you already knew. Your eyes only flashed to the reflective panels of his left arm once upon walking up to him and even then, it had been in admiration, never fear, never disgust.

Your name was honey on his tongue and he repeated it a few times after you left, as he held his hand close to his chest where you’d touched him, like velvet and silk, and he wondered how something so tender and kind could stand to touch the flesh of a monster.

You turned over your shoulder as Steve guided you around the floor, introducing you to the team, and your eyes kept returning to Bucky from the distance, even as you met Sam and Wanda, then Tony and Natasha.

He’d met your eye from across the room and for the first time in years, he felt the corner of his lips push to his cheeks; aching in their disuse, a little worn for wear, but it made you smile even wider, crinkling up by your eyes, chewing on the edge of your lip. It warmed like the heat of a gentle fire to his chest, a relief sweeping through the tension he carried. It was your smile that started to pull him from the darkest parts of himself.

He wasn’t quite sure how it happened, how you managed to start peeling away at the wall he kept built carefully around himself, fortified under brick and stone and standing so tall he no longer could see sunlight around him.

Brick by brick, they started to disappear with the smell of coffee filtering through the kitchen as the sun rose and he’d stumble out of his room after a night of restless sleep to find you waiting at the table with two cups of freshly brewed coffee, tapping your fingers against the wood anxiously, a bounce of your knee underneath. So sweetly nervous until the moment you saw him and everything in your body seemed to relax.

He lost a brick from the walls around him as he sat down beside you each morning, first under comfortable silence, until enough mornings passed and soon, the kitchen was filled with laughter before the sky had filtered to an even blue. 

The bricks disappeared every time you laughed, every time you smiled at him from across the room when you thought he wasn’t paying attention, every time a flush would touch your skin as he’d catch you staring and you’d look away bashfully, only to return home to ocean blue and he’d smile back for you.

They disappeared as your hip pressed up close to his on the couch and you fell asleep against his shoulder on movie nights, a bowl of popcorn slipping from your fingers. They crumbled with every soft snore, every time you curled against him, finding comfort in the cool embrace of his left arm as he brushed the hairs from your eyes.

Brick by brick, you managed to dig through the cement under brittle nails and calloused hands, tearing away another piece of the protective guard he’d mounted in his decades under Hydra until suddenly, steady streams of light started to peak their way into the darkness, until the touch of it warmed his skin, stung a little in his eyes, until the shadows no longer had a home around him.

The first time you’d kissed him had been an accident.

Something so innocent, so familiar as you pulled back from the warm hold of his embrace under fuzzy blankets and movie marathons, and touched the sides of his face. Lost in the way he was watching you, caught up in the dim lighting of the kitchen, the haze of sleepiness, you’d kissed him. 

Short and gone in an instant once you realized what you’d done and you raced off to your room with frantic apologies under your breath. He tried to go after you, tell you how badly he wanted you to kiss him again like that, but there wasn’t time. He had a mission in the morning and you’d boarded yourself up behind the walls of your room.

By the time he returned a week later, the line bordering between friendship and something more was all but shattered as he stumbled off the quinjet with a limp on his right side, a nasty scar over his forehead and an exhaustion dragging him under after four days of no contact, no reassurance, and complete radio silence. 

You had raced into his arms in tears and threw yourself to his embrace, holding onto him like he was your only lifeline. He had stumbled back a bit at the impact of it, surprised, and you didn’t give him a chance to question it before your lips were on his.  

The start of it all, the tailspin into the unknown.

It all happened so quickly after that. The nervous dates with pretty red dresses and disheveled ties, the hands intertwining as you walked together for hours through Brooklyn under starlit skies, the kisses outside your bedroom, the cozy embrace on the couches.

The ‘I love you’s. The falling between sheets, bare and desperate for one another. The question that scared him more than any mission ever could. The ‘yes’ that changed his life forever.  

He fell in love with you faster than he knew how to catch himself.

It was a freefall through the heart of an open abyss. It was stepping off the ledge knowing there was nothing securing you to the surface. It was a leap of faith, an instinct of trust, a determination of love. When he fell for you, there was no fear, no panic. There was only absolute certainty.

He loved you. You loved him.

There was nothing else. No amount of time that could make his love for you more real, more acceptable to what others deemed appropriate for this level of commitment. He spent too much of his life not being able to make decisions for himself, too much of his life without the autonomy to say ‘no’ or ‘yes’, his freewill stripped from him like a piece of his soul.

So, this was his choice, every day. Every morning, every night, every hour. He chose you.

“Anyone check on Y/n yet?” Sam quipped up from beside Steve, tugging at the neck of his tie.  “We sure she didn’t make a run for it?”

“Sam,” Steve warned, but Bucky started to laugh, feeling the tension slip away.

“I’m just saying,” Sam shrugged with that teasing grin of his, “I’m pretty sure we were all shocked she agreed to a lifetime with this nutjob. I wouldn’t blame the girl for jumping ship.”

“She’s coming,” Bucky replied evenly, a soft smile on his face as he kept his eyes on the back doors. “She’ll be here.”

There was no doubt, not a single trace of it running through his bloodstream. The tension faded from his shoulders and he realized with a quick look in Sam’s direction, that he’d done it on purpose, reminded Bucky exactly why he was standing where he was to begin with, reminded him of the unbreakable trust he had in you.

A moment of peace, of ease, and then—

The soft strumming of a guitar began to filter through the church, high up into the arches as a hush fell over the crowd. Bucky’s stomach fell, like at the highest peak of a free fall, and he straightened his back, tried to fix his already perfectly straightened tie, hands shaking just a little. The guests all turned to the doors as wooden archways slowly parted and Bucky exhaled a shaky breath.

“You’ve got this,” Steve whispered beside him. “Best day of your life, right?”

Bucky nodded, turning to find Steve smiling at him, Sam giving him a short thumbs up with that cheeky grin of his. His brothers, his family. He exhaled again, this time more even, like a weight of release on his chest, and turned to the parted doors.

A gentle voice carried over the hushed whispers of the crowd, light and breathy, heavenly, as Peter took his first step into the church.

Wise men say only fools rush in But I can't help falling in love with you

Awkward smile as he tried to make eye contact with every phone in the crowd, a slight flush of pink in his cheeks as he walked a little too quickly down the aisle. He wore a tie that matched the color of the flowers pinned to Bucky’s suit jacket and he paused for a moment by Tony and Pepper’s aisle as she begged him for a picture.

Shall I stay? Would it be a sin? If I can't help falling in love with you

Wanda stepped out into the open doors. Long, flowing brunette hair over her shoulders, braided in a crown from her face, she carried light pink roses and white dahlias in her hands. Dressed in a beautiful shade that reminded Bucky of cherry blossoms, she gave a soft glance to the crowd before she took her place beside Peter leading up to the alter.

Like a river flows surely to the sea Darling, so it goes some things are meant to be

Then, Natasha. Lethal and cunning, dressed in soft pinks and a subtle smile on plump lips, an enigma within herself. She looked up to the woman sitting on the edge of a stool at the corner of the room, the one singing the beautiful song that had Bucky’s heart stammering so fast in his chest, he wasn’t quite sure how he was still on his feet.

She began to make her way down the aisle, a subtle glance to Steve from the corner of her eye before she found her place beside Wanda, leaving him to cough back a blush rising on his cheeks.

Then, a silence came over the crowd, the music lingering up into the highest peaks of the church as Bucky held his breath. A soft echo of the guitar nestling into his chest and falling into a pristine silence, Bucky watched as the crowd stood from their pews, turning to the back door, his heart pounding like thunder, loud enough that even the furthest row could hear it.

You stepped out into the opening and everything just... stopped. Time dissolving around him, the gasps of the crowd numb to his ears, and you paused under elaborate archways, framing you like a portrait to be admired amongst masterpieces. Dressed in a gown that touched your skin, floated along your curves, your body, the way his hands had; with a carefulness, a tenderness, unlike he’d ever seen.

Then, you smiled at him; something soft, subtle, filled with every rush of emotion swimming in his own chest. Stunning. Magical. The most beautiful woman he’d ever seen in his life.

A calmness swept over him, the nervous stuttering of his heart falling back into a gentle rhythm, his breaths even and full in his lungs. This was where he was meant to be.

You took your first step into the aisle.

So take my hand

Tears welled in Bucky’s eyes, blurry as he tried to take in as much of this moment as he could. You chewed on the edge of rouge stained lips, disregarding the room full of people, of family and friends, as you kept your focus on Bucky in every step. He was the one you always ran to, his arms you sought out in a crowded room, his watchful smile to calm your nerves, and he was waiting for you. He was always there waiting for you.

Take my whole life, too

In every step, he saw the days he spent curled up on the couch beside you, the nights pressed against you under sweat damped sheets from the demons in his sleep. He saw the dates at the sub shop in Queens and the coffee joint in Brooklyn. He saw the trust he put in you, the instant devotion, the internal instinct to give every piece of himself to you. He saw the free fall.

He saw the bricks you dismantled from the walls around his heart, the way you so carefully nurtured the most vulnerable pieces of him to something stronger, something protected and adored until he believed it himself.

For I can't help falling in love with you

You were within reach now and he extended a hand to you. Your fingers slipped into his palm, warm and soft and everything that every grounded him to this earth by a tether, and he guided you up the stairs to the alter beside him.

He let out a heavy breath, smiling through the tears in his eyes as he chuckled quietly, still unable to process how quickly you’d fallen into his life, how easily you turned him upside down and brought forth the pieces of himself he’d lost over the years.

Your hand touched the side of his face, gently wiping away his tears with a smile that must have ached from how constant it was, how all-encompassing and infectious, full of unbridled joy and love. This was where he was supposed to be, where everything in his life led to – this moment – where you mouthed ‘I love you’ because you couldn’t stand to hold it back another second.

He kissed the palm of your hand, an intimate gesture shared between you witnessed by friends and family in the crowd, and he whispered, “I love you, too.”

His home. His sweet girl who reminded him who he was under years of fortified walls caging him from sunlight. His whole heart.

A new start. A new life.

For I can't help falling in love with you

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[disneysooner]

Fruits Basket Hiatus - Day 57

Questions by @immaanimationnerd

Question #57: Do you have any songs that remind you certain characters, ships, or anything from Furuba?

I’ve got a few that make me think about some of the characters and ships. I’m sure more will come to me, so I’ll be sure to add them as I think of them. Here’s what I’ve got so far though. Some of you may think, “why on earth did she pick this song for this character/ship?”, so feel free to ask me why, but they just do! 😂

Tohru

“Get Back Up Again” from Trolls

“Like My Mother Does” by Lauren Alaina

Kyo

“Survivor” by Destiny’s Child

“One Jump Ahead Reprise” from Aladdin

Yuki

“Go the Distance” from Hercules

“Find Your Voice” from Fairly Odd Parents

Shigure

“Devil in Disguise” by Elvis Presley

“He’s A Tramp” from Lady and the Tramp

Ayame

“Fabulous” from Phineas and Ferb

“I Love You Means You’re Never Ever Ever Getting Rid Of Me” from Waitress

“Le Freak” by Chic

Kyoru

“Perfect” by Ed Sheeran

“Something There” from Beauty and the Beast

Yumachi

“I Won’t Say I’m In Love” from Hercules

“You Get Me” by Tom and Angela Cat

[harritudur]

because every ship needs its ‘we accidentaly got married in Vegas’ AU, so here the noabeth version (AO3 link) 1860 words + pg-13 + no beta, we die like men!

Elisabeth wakes up to a headache, her head pounding too heavily to her liking. As she becomes more and more conscious, her eyes slowly crack open. This is… not her room. Then she notices a cheap plastic ring on her left hand (the kind of ridiculous rings you get for 2$ from capsule-toys distributors) and a warm lump curled against her side.

Well fuck.

The memories of the last 24 hours come flooding back:

—the fly to Las Vegas —the international congress about renewable energy sources —the four boring hours of conference she attended to (without sign language interpreter, thank you) —the open-bar on the second floor —the tall blonde man she already run into two weeks ago in Berlin, and couldn’t stop thinking about since then —his fingers as he tried to remember the few words in sign langage his mother taugh him years ago —his face as he explained his presence to attend the conference of Dr… something? about… doctrines? or was it churches? —his eyes dancing on her bare knee when she crossed her legs —his name she couldn’t stop mouthing between glasses of vodka —N-O-A-H —his hand, warm on her low back when they left the bar —his lips pressed to hers in the elevator —Noah —his arms around her waist as they walked out the hotel —alcohol —music —his mouth —the irresistible perfum she breathed in when her nose brushed the soft skin beside his ear —alcohol —the flashing lights —his mouth —more alcohol —a song —his fucking delicious mouth —giggles —a chapel —a kiss —a hotel room…

She stops and checks under the sheet.

THANKS GOD! Her shirt and skirt are still on.

With great care, Elisabeth stretches to observe her partner in crime. Even turned towards the wall as he is, she can tell he is still sleeping by the quiet rise and fall of his bare shoulders. She decides to take a more attentive look at him and the first thing she notices is a plastic ring of the same quality than hers on his left hand. Oh God. Then, the edge of a tattoo catchs her eyes, linen covering most of his back.

Leaves? Maybe flowers?

Her curiosity getting the better of her, Elisabeth pushes the sheet away to reveal the entire tattoo. A tree, with a classic design. Its branches large and full of leaves and fruits (apples), and its roots deep in the soil, each ramification, each bisection leading to a name. Religious names, but from different faiths.

Beautiful.

It’s only when he shudders lightly that she realizes her fingertips were tracing over the ink on his back. By the vibration she feels under them, he is murmuring something and her hand moves away.

After a few yawns, Noah turns over, and a soft smile begins to work its way across his face when his eyes land on Elisabeth.

“That dream again…” he whispers, so faintly she can’t read his lips. But his brief delight disappears when a violent migraine encircles his skull. He blinks, and remembers a few drinks, a few laughs, a few kisses, and… what else? He can’t tell. His incompetent brain makes him groan and Noah covers up his face with his left hand. As he does, something not supposed to be there touches his cheek, and he blinks again before muttering. “What the-”

A silly plastic band around his ring finger. “-fuck??!!”

The memory of his own voice singing loud and off-key Bruno Mars’ Marry You starts to haunt Noah’s ears, and the face of an Elvis Presley in a white rhinestone jumpsuit with a priest’s collar pops right into his mind.

“… oh. Oh.”

Everything is spinning a little around him, but pieces by pieces, the puzzle of the last night starts to reconstitute itself.

“Hm wellllllll… so apprently, we drank a lot,” Noah says as he sits up, cross-legged, and is now facing his wife. “And… we got married.”

The calm in his tone can not be heard, but Elisabeth sees it on his lips, his face, his attitude, his body… This whole situation seems absolutely normal and not upsetting for him, and she just wants to scream.

With great suppleness (which Noah remarks by an eyebrow-raising), Elisabeth reaches for her purse on the ground by the bed, and takes out her loyal notepad and blue pencil to write.

you’re not freaking out?

“Not really, no” he replies, shrugging. “And… It was your idea after all.”

She has to make him repeat the last part, because there is no way that she is at the initiative of this non-sense. Noah repeats the same words, with that astounding calm, and Elisabeth rolls her eyes in a cocky way. She writes down on a new page, in capital:

IMPOSSIBLE

“Yes. Your idea.”

Her head shakes. No. She is a rational woman. A reasonable woman. Sure, this Noah is sexy and hot and funny and smart and courteous and totally her kind of guy and she is definitely attracted to him… but no. No way! She is not the instigator. Or, is she?

Noah smiles at her gently and her chest suddenly tightens. Fuck.

After a tilt of his head to ask for permission, he takes the notepad from her hands and flippes through the previous pages. In doing so, Noah can go back in time, can witness and find passed conversations, and he eventually stops at one page. He smiles again and shows it to Elisabeth.

There, in blue, little hearts all around, a shaky handwriting that she identifies as hers:

<3< 3 marrY ME pleas e <3</i>

“If I remember correctly, you wanted us to get married, and I said no at first -because I thought it had to be a joke. But you almost started to cry. So…” he explains at an Elisabeth deathly pale. “I said yes. And we went to a chapel with an Elvis-priest.”

There is a furrow between Elisabeth’s eyebrows and she just wants the earth to open up and to swallow her. It takes her a long minute to processes the information he just gave and, like a sliver of light through the darkness, she… remembers.

                        [ she nuzzled into his neck, his arms secure around her waist, and breathed him in. He laughed and Elisabeth felt a warmth rush over her. Alcohol or Noah? She moved away to enjoy the enticing sight and kissed him again. And again. And again. Her hands started to dance in the air, before she could even think about it, and signed: marry me. ]

All the details of the night or their chronology are still nebulous. But she clearly remembers *that* moment, and the way she felt. The feelings. The want. The need to have this man. To claim him as hers. Where did such impetuous desires come from?

She looks up and Noah’s eyes are still on her face, but the calm in them shifts into something different. Trouble? Worry? No. Care, Elisabeth recognizes.

He gets off the bed to look for his shirt and she can’t help but huffes her disappointment when he finds it. Now decent (except for his bed-hair), he stands in the middle of the room, hands on his hips in a superhero pose, the one you use when you need confidence and nerve. His face softens into a tender look that makes Elisabeth’s breath hitch in her throat. Again.

“So, now that we’re all better, and sober,“ he says, walking back towards the bed and stops at its edge, “I guess I’ll go get us a divorce.”

A gasp leaves her lips and she sits up straight on the mattress. Divorce. How Elisabeth hates the word. Her parents divorced when she was still in her early teens and, witnessed the torment and tears, and she became determined, more than anything, not to be like them. To marry just once, for good! And with the man of her life.

She shakes her head. One of Noah’s eyebrows arches.

“No?”

She shakes her head once more and this time, mouthes her answer. No.

Noah gulps. It is not the reaction he expected, but it is not an unpleasant one neither. He glances at the end table next to the bed, observing a piece of paper on top. Their marriage licence.

                         [ they tumbled onto the bed, a mess of tipsy giggles and limbs. Noah pulled away to place kisses all over the side of Elisabeth’s jaw and neck, but she grabbed his face to press his mouth against hers. When Noah came up for air, a giant grin spread across his flushed face. She looked up at him with a tired but tender smile, and her fingers found the buttons on his shirt, too clumsy to work properly. “Let me…” he whispered against her lips, hovering just above them and Elisabeth took her chance to kiss him quickly before falling back on the mattress with a sigh. With difficulty, he eventually took off his shirt and tossed it on the ground. When he looked down, Elisabeth was snoring, dead to the world, and he laughed. Tiredness was taking over him as well, and Noah curled-up in the bed next to her. He pushed gently a stand of golden hair off her face before falling into sleep without a second thought ]

He nods.

“Okay?”

i don’t want to divorce. we could try. and i think i like you.

Her eyes glare at him with demand and Noah tries to find arguments against it. In vain. And he figures out how they ended up in this situation: he is unable to say ‘no’ to her (adorable) stubbornness. But is her ‘i like you’ enough to build a marriage on?

“Okay, okay… we can try and work it out,” Noah states as he sits by her side on the bed so she can read his lips more easily. “And… if we look at the situation in a practical way, there are benefits. Tax benefits. Insurance benefits. I read as well that marriage help you live longer!”

She laughs and he notices the dimples from her smile. Once more, her pen moves quickly over the paper.

marital confidences privilege too

This time, he is the one to smile, and his knee touches hers through the sheet.

“True! I mean… if I decide one day to kill people, I could tell you every details, and yet, you couldn’t testify against me.”

She tiltes her head, an almost curious expression appearing on her face as she looked at him. Then a grin, and more writing.

i was more talking about civil procedure for neighbourhood disputes but im in to cover up your murders

He laughs and Elisabeth wishes she can hear the sound of it. She easily understands how drunk-her could have wanted this man to be hers. Noah moves closer, and for a moment, she thinks he’s going to kiss her, but he doesn’t. And a part of Elisabeth wants him to.

Maybe when the time will be right -and after they both have brushed their teeth.

“I will order a very light brunch for two then.”

Noah eventually leans over to kiss her cheek and Elisabeth doesn’t withdraw. She could get used to that.

[lesbianrobin]

hi, i hope this isn't a bother to ask, but i was wondering if you could recommend some stranger things blogs to follow? or just multi-fandom blogs who post stranger things too? i'm rather new to the stranger things fandom on tumblr and haven't been sure who to follow, but i love your blog and personality and trust your opinion! <3

omg hi!! welcome to the st fandom!! there’s a loooot of different subsets in the fandom so it can definitely be a little overwhelming to navigate at first. i’d say the most significant divide (besides h@rringroves and normal people) is between fans under 18 who often get invested in shipping the kids, and adult fans who aren’t too concerned with the kids’ romantic relationships. if you’re younger, i’d suggest you go looking for some blogs run by fans in your own age range, and if you’re older i’d suggest avoiding some of the younger fans’ blogs because in my opinion it just feels really weird and uncomfortable to see fifteen year olds talking about shipping other fifteen year olds, which of course happens a lot if you follow fifteen year olds.

anyway, i tend to hang out in my own little niche, so this is by no means an exhaustive list, but if you like my blog you’ll probably like these people too!

friends i’m legally obligated to plug: sarah @steveharrington is my wife but no she isn’t because yes she’s not <3 anyways she writes fic and she’s funny and she always has very good takes! han @holidayharringtons makes gifs and writes fic and sometimes posts steve harrington garfield edits but we love her anyway. presley @stonathan is also very funny, writes fic, generally a swell person and leader of stonathan nation. mia @lovesongmp4 is very fun and intelligent and lovely despite being br*t*sh, and liam @homophobicpicturetoburn is simply an absolute peach!! literally so kind and thoughtful!!!

other blogs to follow!!: @harrington-ofhawkins, @maxiemayfield, @properweirdtings, @mrs-evadne-cake, @tvstrangerthings, @meliorn, @amandaseyfried, @strangerthingsladies, @dailyharrington, @dailystrangerthings, @11byers, @supercomms, @scoopsohboi, @rosecolored-harrington, @lucascsinclairs, @elmaxing, @strangerthingsarthistory, @jxycebyers, @hawkinslibrary, @ahoysailorsteve, @scoopstroopsource

i absolutely missed a bunch of great blogs (this was all more or less off the top of my head and definitely skipped some people who’ve been inactive lately or whose content has been more multifandom in the Great ST Hiatus), but this list should be a good place to start. i like following the “daily”/”source” blogs because not only are they nice and consistent sources of st content, they’re a great place to find cool gifs and content creators who you might not have otherwise seen. 

again, welcome to the fandom!! my biggest piece of advice is to just follow who you like and ignore whoever you don’t. drama isn’t worth it, and it’s so much more fun to focus on the things you love <3

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(via https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0EnpbnkPuDglMJ7nc3jC4x?si=m9XAKvyjRA63VQbs_IAhNA)

This is the Mister America “soundtrack.” It has some general songs about America, but each state has at least 1 song related to it. 

For a full tracklist and to see which songs go to what state, see below the cut.

Songs about America:

“The Star Spangled Banner” National Anthem (F. Scott Key/Whitney Houston)

“The Battle Hymn of the Republic” (Traditional/United States Army Band and Chorus)

“America the Beautiful” (Ray Charles)

“Captain America March” (Hollywood Movie Theme Orchestra)

“Star Spangled Man” (The Star Spangled Singers/Captain America)

“Captain America” (Alan Silvestri) 

“American Patrol” (Glenn Miller/United States Air Force Band)

“The Stars and Stripes Forever” (John Philip Sousa/United States Marine Band)

“America” (Neil Diamond)

“Born in the U.S.A” (Bruce Springsteen)

“Hail to the Chief” (James Sanderson, composer/US Marine Band)

State Songs:

Alabama - “Sweet Home Alabama” (Lynyrd Skynyrd)

Alaska - “North to Alaska” (Johnny Horton)

Alaska - “The Alaska Song” (Lacy J. Dalton)

Arizona - “Take It Easy” (Eagles)

Arkansas - “Arkansas Traveler” (Harry Glenshaw)

Arkansas - “Arkansas Farmboy” (Glen Campbell)

California - “California Love” (2Pac, Roger, Dr. Dre)

California - “California Girls” (Beach Boys)

Colorado - “Rocky Mountain High” (John Denver)

Connecticut - “Yankee Doodle” (Traditional)

Connecticut - “Connecticut’s For Fucking” (Jesus H Christ and the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse)

Delaware - “Delaware Slide” (George Thorogood & the Destroyers)

Delaware - “Delaware” (Perry Como)

Florida - “The Florida Song” (Ricky Sylvia)

Florida - “Miami” (Will Smith)

Georgia - “Midnight Train to Georgia” (Gladys Knight & the Pips)

Georgia - “Georgia on My Mind” (Michael Buble)

Hawaii - “Hawaiian Roller Coaster Ride” (from Lilo and Stitch)

Hawaii - “Ke Kali Nei Au/Hawaiian Wedding Song” (Makaha Sons & Friends)

Hawaii - “Over the Rainbow” (Israel Kamakawiwo’ole)

Hawaii - “What a Wonderful World” (Israel Kamakawiwo’ole)

Idaho - “Idaho” (Benny Goodman)

Illinois - “Sweet Home Chicago” (The Blues Brothers)

Indiana - “Going Back to Indiana” (The Jackson 5)

Iowa - “Iowa Stubborn” (from The Music Man)

Kansas - “Home on the Range” (Gene Autry)

Kentucky - “Blue Moon of Kentucky” (Bill Monroe & His Blue Grass Boys)

Louisiana - “Born on the Bayou” (Creedence Clearwater Revival)

Louisiana - “House of the Rising Sun” (The Animals)

Maine - “Portland, Maine” (Tim McGraw)

Maryland - “Good Morning Baltimore” (from Hairspray)

Massachusetts - “I’m Shipping Up to Boston” (Dropkick Murphys)

Massachusetts - “The Devil Came Up to Boston” (Adam Ezra Group)

Michigan - “Detroit Rock City” (KISS)

Minnesota - “Rock n Roll is Alive! (And It Lives In Minneapolis” (Prince)

Mississippi - “Mississippi Queen” (Mountain)

Missouri - “Missouri Waltz” (Glenn Miller)

Montana - “Montana Lullaby” (Ken Overcast)

Nebraska - “Omaha” (Counting Crows)

Nevada - “Waking Up In Vegas” (Katy Perry)

Nevada - “Viva Las Vegas” (Elvis Presley)

New Hampshire - “New Hampshire” (Town Meeting)

New Jersey - “Jersey Girl” (Bruce Springsteen)

New Mexico - “Santa Fe” (from RENT)

New Mexico - “Taos, New Mexico” (Waylon Jennings)

New York - “Theme from New York, New York” (Frank Sinatra)

New York - “New York State of Mind” (Billy Joel)

North Carolina - “Wagon Wheel” (Old Crow Medicine Show)

North Dakota - “North Dakota” (Lyle Lovett)

Ohio - “Ohio” (Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young)

Oklahoma - “Oklahoma!” (from Oklahoma!)

Oklahoma - “Oklahoma Sky” (Miranda Lambert)

Oregon - “Eugene Oregon” (Dolly Parton)

Pennsylvania - “Allentown” (Billy Joel)

Rhode Island - “Rhode Island is Famous for You” (Blossom Dearie)

South Carolina - “Just A Little Bit South of North Carolina” (Dean Martin)

South Carolina - “Hickory Wind” (The Byrds)

South Dakota - “South Dakota Morning” (Bee Gees)

South Dakota - “Big Foot” (Johnny Cash)

Tennessee- “Tennessee Whiskey” (Chris Stapleton)

Texas  - “The Yellow Rose of Texas” (Traditional/Mitch Miller)

Texas - “All my Ex’s Live In Texas” (George Strait)

Texas - “La Grange” (ZZ Top)

Utah - “Utah” (The Osmonds)

Vermont - “Moonlight in Vermont” (Ella Fitzgerald/Louis Armstong)

Virgina - “Yorktown (The World Turned Upside Down)” (from Hamilton)

Washington - “Come As You Are” (Nirvana)

West Virginia - “Take Me Home, Country Roads” (John Denver)

Wisconsin - “Green Bay, Wisconsin” (The Might Mighty Bosstones)

Wyoming - “Wyoming Wind” (Caitlin Canty)

Wyoming - “Cheyenne” (Cale Moon)

[mcu-headcanons]

MCU as Songs Vol. 7: Ships as Songs

Thor/Bruce: I Choose You - Sara Bareilles ~ "I'll unfold before you, what I've strung together. This is a beautiful start to a lifelong love letter. Tell the world that we finally got it all right. I choose you. I will become yours and you will become mine. I choose you."

Clint/Nat: Lucky - Jason Mraz + Colbie Caillat ~ "I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend, lucky to have been where I have been, lucky to be coming home again."

Sam/Bucky: True Love - Pink ~ "At the same time I wanna hug you, I wanna wrap my hands around your neck. You're an asshole, but I love you, and you make me so mad I ask myself why I'm still here. Where could I go? You're the only love I've ever known, but I hate you, I really hate you, so much I think it must be true love."

Steve/Peggy: Without You - Rent ~ "Without you, the earth turns, the sun burns, but I die without you."

Tony/Pepper: Back to You ft. Bebe Rexha - Louis Tomlinson ~ "You stress me out, you kill me, you drag me down, you fuck me up, we're on the ground, we're screaming, I don't know how to make it stop. I love it, I hate it, and I can't take it, but I keep on coming back to you."

Hope/Scott: Girls Like You ft. Cardi B - Maroon 5 ~ "Cause girls like you, run 'round with guys like me, till sun down when I come through, I need a girl like you."

Nebula/Mantis: Better Place - Rachel Platten ~ "It feels like I've opened my eyes again, and the colors are golden and bright again. There's a song in my heart, I feel like I belong. It's a better place since you came along."

T'Challa/Nakia: Perfect - Ed Sheeran ~ "When you said you looked a mess, I whispered underneath my breath - but you heard it - 'Darling, you look perfect.'"

Sam/T'Challa: Adore You - Miley Cyrus ~ "When you say you love me, no I love you more, and when you say you need me, no I need you more. Boy, I adore you."

Rhodey/Tony: If I Ain't Got You - Alicia Keys ~ "Some people want it all, but I don't want nothing at all, if it ain't you, baby, if I ain't got you, baby."

Bucky/Nat: Salvation - Gabrielle Aplin ~ "I never meant to fall for you but I was buried underneath and all that I could see was white. My salvation, my, my. My salvation, my, my."

Okoye/W'Kabi: You and Me, but Mostly Me - The Book of Mormon ~ "You and me, but mostly me, are gonna change the world forever, 'cause I can do most anything. - and I can stand next to you and watch!"

Peter Q/Gamora: Cherish - The Association ~ "You don't know how many times I wished that I had told you. You don't know how many times I wished that I could hold you. You don't know how many times I wished that I could mold you into someone who could cherish me as much as I cherish you."

Loki/Grandmaster: Stuck on You - Meiko ~ "You are the one I can see having fun with, not just for the night but for the rest of my life. You are the one I could never be done with. I want you tonight and for the rest of my life."

Tony/Stephen: Take Me or Leave Me - Rent ~ "Take me for what I am, who I was meant to be, and if you give a damn, take me baby, or leave me."

Peter P/Mj: If I Could Tell Her - Dear Evan Hansen ~ "If I could tell her, tell her everything I see. If I could tell her that she's everything to me, but we're a million worlds apart, and I don't know how I would even start, if I could tell her."

Steve/Bucky: 1000 Years - Christina Perri ~ "All along I believed I would find you. Time has brought your heart to me. I have loved you for a thousand years, I'll love you for a thousand more."

Ned/Peter P: Never Stop (Wedding Version) - Safety Suit ~ "I will never stop trying, I will never stop watching as you leave, I will never stop losing my breath every time I see you looking back at me. I will never stop holding your hand, I will never stop opening your door, I will never stop choosing you babe, I will never get used to you."

Loki/Mantis: Your Song - Elton John ~ "You can tell everybody, this is your song. It may be quite simple but, now that it's done, I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind that I put down into words how wonderful life is when you're in the world."

Wanda/Vision: Unconditionally - Katy Perry ~ "Unconditional, Unconditionally. I will love you unconditionally. There is no fear now, let go and just be free. I will love you unconditionally."

Natasha/Gamora: The Only Exception - Paramore ~ "That was the day that I promised I'd never sing of love if it does not exist, but darling you are the only exception."

Peter Q/Thor: Close ft. Tove Lo - Nick Jonas ~ "Cause if I want you, I want you babe. Ain't going backwards, won't ask for space, cause space is just a word made up by someone whose afraid to get too close."

Tony/Bucky: I'm Not In Love - 10cc ~ "I'm not in love, so don't forget it. It's just a silly phase I'm going through. And just because I call you up, don't get me wrong, don't think you got it made."

Rhodey/Carol: Beautiful - Bazzi ~ "Hey, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful angel, love your imperfections, every angle. Tomorrow comes and goes before you know, and I just had to let you know."

Tony/T'Challa: Diamonds - Rihanna ~ "So shine bright, tonight. You and I are beautiful like diamonds in the sky. Eye to eye. Come alive. We're beautiful like diamonds in the sky."

Rhodey/Maria H: Can't Help Falling in Love - Elvis Presley ~ "Wise men say only fools rush in, but I can't help falling in love with you."

Clint/Scott: Build Me Up, Buttercup - The Foundations ~ "Why do you build me up, buttercup baby, just to let me down and mess me around and then worst of all, you never call, baby, when you say you will, but I love you still. I need you more than anyone, darling, you know that I have from the start. So build me up, buttercup, don't break my heart."

Nat/Pepper: Wildest Dreams - Taylor Swift ~ "Say you'll remember me standing in a nice dress, staring at the sunset, babe. Red lips and rosy cheeks, say you'll see me again even if it's just in your wildest dreams."

Clint/Pietro: Marvin Gaye - Charlie Puth ft. Meghan Trainor ~ "Let's Marvin Gaye and get it on. You got that feeling that I want. Just like they say in the song, till the dawn, let's Marvin Gaye and get it on."

Steve/Tony: Still Into You - Paramore ~ "Some things just, some things just make sense and one of those is you and I. Some things just, some things just make sense and even after all this time, I'm into you. Baby, not a day goes by that I'm not into you."

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