#se tyler

[arlington-loverboy]

Sweet Elite x Bridgerton (Pt. 2)

Following on from the previous post, I wrote what I think each of the Main 10 would do in this au!

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Claire:

She is probably one of Arlington's most renowned doctor/botanists. She loves her work and spends a lot of time in her greenhouse and is used to being ignored by society.

Her family insisted that she accept the Queen's idea to nominate her, she gave in to make them happy although she did not expect much.

She was so nervous and shy at first that she didn't seem to be interested at all, so everyone tried to match Scholar with someone else.

When she and Scholar finally had a chance to interact, they both found understanding and acceptance in each other like never before in their lives.

She has conflicting feelings about Scholar being Lady Whistledown, it seems cruel to spread rumours, but she knows they are not bad people and have meant well from the beginning.

Tadashi:

His family's scandal damaged his reputation and left him in a difficult situation, but being the Queen's protégé has its advantages.

He's not too worried about getting married, but the Queen decided to nominate him so he accepted it as an assignment.

Tadashi: "I have struggled in vain against my good judgement, my own expectations and will, I can't take it anymore. I love you, I cannot live without you. Despite the inferiority of your birth and the scandal surrounding your circumstances." Scholar: "Oh, me too- Wait, against your good judgment?"

Scholar had to explain to their father that they were not being bullied into marriage, Tadashi just has a strange way of courting.

Lady Whistledown helped clean up his reputation after the scandal, he likes knowing that Scholar genuinely cares about him. He has never paid much attention to society gossip anyway, he just hopes Scholar is safe.

Raquel:

She was not willing to marry, it was her parents who made the decision.

She never treated Scholar badly despite initial attempts to match them up, she knew it wasn't their fault.

She began to grow fond of Scholar when they proved to be quite adventurous and fun, but her heart was smitten when Scholar kicked her butt in a shooting competition.

At one point Scholar thought there was really no interest on her part and accepted the courtship of others, Rachel burst into their home at dawn the next day to ask their father for they hand in marriage.

She thinks having Lady Whistledown as a wife is fucking sexy and cool, if she could she'd brag about it, but she will protect Scholar's secret with her life.

Alistair:

He did not expect to be a candidate for the Diamond of the Season, after all, he only rubs shoulders with society because of the inheritance he received from a distant aunt.

He felt he was not a good match for them, after all, his family was still on a slightly higher scale than his own.

His younger brothers were a crucial part of the courtship, they plotted and even forged letters to motivate Scholar and him to meet and fall in love.

His whole family is delighted with Scholar and his father, they treat them as part of their family and often meet at their country house.

He is more concerned about Scholar being caught than the issue of them being Lady Whistledown itself.

Ellie:

As a natural inventor, Ellie knew what it was like to be seen as an outsider and to be constantly questioned by society, so she did not hesitate to extend a helping hand to Scholar from the start.

Neither she nor her family had any urgency for a marriage, but the Queen thought that marriage might appease her mischievous personality.

The moment she discovered that Scholar matched her freak Arlington trembled.

Since their marriage she calls Scholar her muse and tries to name all her inventions after them.

She finds all the logistics behind the gossip and publishing network that Scholar created interesting. She is proud of her spouse's work and will do anything to help them protect and evolve their business.

Axel:

The most renowned musician of the moment in society, hundreds of bachelors line up every season hoping to be the lucky one to become his spouse.

He was definitely not willing to marry, it was all nonsense orchestrated by his benefactors and patrons.

He had a first engagement that ended badly and became wary of romance, he tried to put some distance between them at first, but Scholar was simply too charming.

Right when everyone was about to dismiss the idea, Axel rode dramatically across Arlington on horseback to find Scholar and ask them to marry him.

He was initially conflicted about Scholar being Lady Whistledown, but remembered that Scholar never wrote anything scandalous and cruel about him unlike the mainstream press (he was secretly always a fan of Lady Whistledown because he likes gossip and mayhem).

Karolina:

As the perfect daughter of one of Arlington's oldest families, she and the entire society had very high expectations about who she marries.

‘Of all the beauties and talents of the season, the diamond had to be YOU? Something must be clouding the Queen's judgement’.

“If I loved you less, I could talk about it more”.

Not ONE SINGLE SOUL thought they were really going to get married, the day the church announced it, everyone's jaws dropped.

Scholar swore in front of their father that they would never marry Karolina because she was a heartless person, their father reminds them every time he wants to make fun of them.

She knows talent when she sees it, admires Scholar's brilliant mind and the grace with which they have managed their secret business. Lady Whistledown's publications have become even more irreverent and sarcastic since their marriage.

Neha:

She doesn't have much experience in society as her family is quite new, she became popular as a designer and works with Arlington's most famous dressmakers.

Rather than looking to marry for love, Neha was looking for someone she could count on to deal with the responsibilities of work and family.

She was quite cold at first because she thought Scholar would not understand her due to the difference in their conditions and status, but the moment she saw how hardworking Scholar is she slowly let her guard down.

She feared that Scholar would not like her family, as they are very important to her and Scholar felt the same way, however, the moment the families were reunited it was all laughter and joy.

As someone who started her business from scratch, Neha admires and respects Scholar's career as Lady Whistledown. The two help each other to innovate and expand their businesses.

Tegan:

Despite being from one of Arlington's most prominent families, Tegan always let the spotlight of society fall on his parents and sister.

His parents put pressure on him to marry, he didn't even know the Queen well enough to be nominated.

He felt sorry for Scholar because he knew they both preferred to be invisible and watch from a distance during the seasons.

Scholar became his refuge, they both chose a small wedding and spend the whole day at home after their marriage.

When he found out that Scholar was Lady Whistledown he was surprised, the person he loved was much more amazing and brave than he had imagined, he definitely had to help them continue their dream.

Tyler:

His family has been involved in the arts for generations and the Queen holds them in high esteem, which is why she chose Tyler as a candidate despite considering him a little… unconventional.

The situation made him incredibly nervous by putting him in the public eye, as if the family reputation he had to maintain was not enough.

He always dreamed of a dramatic and epic love story, but the moment he saw Scholar he couldn't help but gravitate towards them without knowing it.

Scholar becomes one of their greatest sources of motivation, they both feel free and supported by being together, so much so that he no longer worry about what society says about him.

He always loved Lady Whistledown, laughing out loud at the writer's witticisms. Since their marriage the publications became even more humorous beyond sarcasm, sometimes accompanied by small illustrations by an unidentifiable author.

[z-rayed]

Chapter 15 with Tyler is here! Neha's route will come shortly after!

[nerdie-faerie]

Actually love that they called the parallel universe Pete's World :) they could've named it after something related to how it differentiates from their universe. Something related to Lumic or Cybus industries, but no, they named it Pete's World, something that is only relevant to Rose and the Doctor by extension. What separates this universe from their one? The fact that cybermen started on earth by an ailing inventor rather than mondas? No. It's the fact that Rose Tyler's father lived in this one without any world ending paradoxes :) that's what the Doctor decided was relevant to differentiate them :)

[desruc]

KUUMAAn Tuhoaisti on mun tämänhetkinen "kuvittele blorbosi musiikkivideoon" -biisi, mutta mua häiritsee sanoituksessa yks kohta ihan tajuttomasti. Kappaleessa lauletaan "estää syttynyttä sammumaan", ja se kuulostaa mun korvaan niin väärältä. "Estää syttynyttä sammumasta" olis kai kieliopillisesti oikein, mut lyyrisesti se ei taida istua niin hyvin D:

[starscelly]

quick silly girl moment

van@dal 2.27.23

[mironie]

"Your hands are really soft"

Oh my boy Tyler I've missed him so much for these 2,5 years of waiting for any updates in SE yk (т_т) I'm rly glad the game lives on

Here's the 14th chapter's moment with my mc that I wish had a poster... as they say "fine. I'll do it myself."

Used this ref btw

[teddybeartoji]

sleeping schedule so bad i'm actually starting to feel like this mf

[chrissdollie]

THE AUDIO AAA @imtalkinnonsense

[vanskyfox]

Luka puede parecer calmado y despreocupado por fuera, pero por dentro se esta cagando fuertemente en Zack y Ty Ty y el concepto de la playa privada de los Evans.

[chamoy-with-mango04]

04/05

Las lluvias no ha prometido mucho en estos días, probablemente le tenemos tantas expectativas porque necesitamos cubrir ese hoyo que refleja la culpa de aquello que no hemos realizado, del poco compromiso del cuidado de nuestro propio hogar, la tierra. ¿Quién querría llegar con dicha presión? Incluso la "presión" humana es más densa que la presión atmosférica, lol.

Aún así, no puedo evitar sentir ese sentimiento de decepción... llueve para simplemente alborotar el calor. El hecho de que en el cielo pase de estar soleado y de otro momento se pinte a un gris sucio, para ser nuevamente decorado a un atardecer digno de ser visto, dichos cambios reflejan la versatilidad de la vida.

Siendo honesta... me gustan los atardeceres, me hacen sentir que ha sido un buen día, aunque no lo haya sido del todo; simplemente está sujeto en un recordatorio para decir "estoy aquí, sigo aquí, viva", el día ha acabado, es hora de seguir con tu vida, tu persona, fuera de una institución (rígida... Es lo que es).

...

La neurodivergencia, es algo que no es muy buen visto... Para el día del niño, se estaba organizando llegar con un peinado loco; quizás es de gustos (obviamente), pero se me hacía lo más ridículo del mundo. Por qué iría peinada de una forma extraña? Si, es divertido de ver en un niño, pero no sencillo de hacerse y salir así a la calle cuando eres un adulto... Así que después de que se comentará eso, no pude evitar hacer un comentario sarcástico, dije: "¿y si mejor voy rapada?", si hablamos de peinados locos, es la mejor idea (la idea que mejor se me pudo ocurrir), pienso que ver a alguien rapado es más gracioso que alguien con "un peinado ridículo". Claramente la gente "normal" no lo entendería, no todos, hay gente con un humor ácido como el mío que les dio risa, es gracioso, pero hay gente que comenta: "hay que hacerse una checadita" aka. Te falla, ¿no?

"¡Hell, no gurl! ¡That's bullshit!"

Regreso al presente, estoy esperando el bus, el atardecer hace de las calles un lugar bonito. El aire está moviendo mi cabello, ni siquiera es un aire liso, es tierroso, el aire está cargado de tierra, pero igual, hace del momento algo especial. Las hojas se levantan...

Otro pensamiento viene, pienso en el Boing de manzana que ayer compré. Es el mejor jugo (a mi gusto personal, luego del Boing de mango) porque es dulce y su textura es demasiado buena, es como darle el buen trago a la vida. Me relaja, me da felicidad. Te quiero mucho Boing de manzana 🍎

"Buenas tardes", saludé la conductor del bus, doy mis monedas en su mano, y prosigo a sentarme (por suerte había asiento).

Ahora, ha comenzado a llover, son gotas pesadas, de esas que duelen y que no mojan mucho en su momento. Eso me recuerda... cuando era niña, a veces se me hacía divertido que cuando comenzaban a caer esas gotas "tiesas" miraba al cielo y cuando me caía una gota en la frente, se sentía como si te hubieran dado un sape en la frente. "Such a funny feeling"... Me siento nostálgica.

Mi panza comienza a irritarse un poco, estoy comiendo Cheetos de los torciditos, están muy buenos, pero como me irritan. De igual manera comeré más, me gustan.

A través de la ventana, observo el paisaje, finalmente el último rayo de luz se ha visto oculto por las nubes, nuevamente la ciudad se torna gris, se ve horrible e innecesariamente sucia.

Los comerciantes se ocultan en los lugares más recónditos para no mojarse, como ratones, como aves.

Le di el asiento a una mujer de edad un poco avanzada (honestamente no quería, no es que sea grosera, a veces uno está cansado y necesita reposar un rato, aún así la demanda social puede más que mi cansancio, mi necesidad de descanso).

Toco el timbre del bus para bajar, me bajo con cuidado.

Hace aire fresco, por fin un poco de respiro. Mejor oler a tierra mojada (del sucio) que el olor a "sobaco" de los demás.

En ocasiones considero que lo interesante de ver desde otro ángulo dentro del bus, es ver la diversidad de gente con la que te puedes encontrar. Gente de varias tonalidades de piel, tamaños, diferentes colores de cabello, diferentes rostros, distintas personalidades y estilos.

La lluvia se ha detenido. Mi día se ha acabado, el atardecer se ha apagado y se me ha metido agua a mi zapato.

[arlington-loverboy]

The best Valentine's Day

➹Tadashi tastes the cake made by his crush.

♥ Couple: Tadashi Nakano x Scholar

➹Words: 1601

♥ Note: English is not my first language and this is my first time writing, I'm sorry if there are mistakes or it's too ooc.

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Tadashi gave a reluctant look to the cake in front of him, it was so deformed that even the cafeteria lady flinched when they both approached to borrow a pair of spoons. Scholar didn't notice it, Tadashi did not bring it to their attention either, he couldn't bear to break all the happiness and illusion that were shining in their eyes.

“I know it seems a bit screwed up. Want me to taste it first?” Scholar asked.

“What? No. It’s all right. It looks cute,” he said. “I-I will eat it now.”

Tadashi gulped as he took one of the spoons. He tried to convince himself that he was just being whimsical, he grew up eating fine pastry, so his speciations about baking were too high and unrealistic. Besides, it was a gift from Scholar, they had made it for him and him only. He only had to think about it to make his heart race. However, as soon as a spoonful of cake touched his tongue, he struggled not to spit it out. It tasted salty, spicy, bitter and cloyingly sweet all at the same time. The mix of flavor didn’t make any sense, and the texture didn't help at all.

Tadashi felt like he was about to puke, but then he met Scholar's big doe eyes. They awaited his reaction with a warm smile on their lips, looking more beautiful than ever.

“Well?” Scholar asked shyly. “Do you like it?”

Tadashi forced a smile and swallowed the cake that felt like sand on his tongue. “It's great. I love it.”

“I’m glad you like it! I have never baked anything before.”

“I can tell.” He responded without thinking, but regretted it as soon as Scholar's smile faltered a little. “I mean, it's a good cake for a beginner, the mixture is a bit stiff though.”

“Yeah, there was no guide, you know, the Wi-Fi went out. I just… I wanted to make something special for you so bad that I couldn’t wait.”

‘Oh, my love, you should have asked Claire to do it for you’ was the only thought Tadashi had while his taste buds suffered. And, in the past, he might have been able to say it out loud or give honest constructive criticism, but he simply couldn’t. Scholar flushed cheeks betrayed how happy and proud they were with the idea of him enjoying their gift, he couldn’t bear to ruin it for them.

Tadashi panicked when Scholar tried to reach the other spoon, so he took their hand on his and squeezed it softly. “Thank you.”

He wasn't going to let Scholar ruin it for themselves either!

“It's no big deal, you've probably eaten better things before,” they said.

“But you made this one. I-It’s better that any of those things”. Tadashi found himself blushing too. He wasn’t lying after all, that cake was the best gift he had been given, although it tasted burnt and raw at the same time.

Scholar let out a giggle that made him feel warm inside. They were so lovely. Pretty bad bakers, put still lovely.

“Oh my. What do we-” Tyler approached them with a playful smile that fade the moment he noticed the cake. “Wow, where did you get that? Looks like someone stepped on it.”

“It doesn't look like that at all. The icing is just a little crooked.” Tadashi retorted instantly as he let go Scholar hand. “Food don’t need to have a good presentation, the flavor is all that matter.”

Tyler was about to argue when the realization popped on his head. His gaze went from Tadashi to Scholar repeatedly until he laughed and said, “I was joking. Food is also an art, and it takes practice, Scholar did very well for a beginner.”

Tadashi sighed in relief.

“You don’t have to lie, Tyler, I know it looks ugly, but it tastes good, Tadashi liked it,” Scholar said. “And thanks for the ingredients, I owe you a big one.”

“Where the hell did you get those things?” Tadashi frowned.

“Why are you thinking about me when it’s Valentine’s Day and they’re right here?” Tyler gestured toward Scholar dramatically. “Relax and enjoy your cake, Tadman, live the moment. Let’s go, take another bite.”

Tadashi gave him a murderous glare for a second before turning to Scholar and smiling. The memory of the hideous taste invaded his mouth and send shivers through his body. Despite that, he took the spoon and tried to gather the necessary strength, it was all about making Scholar happy.

Before he could take a bite, Raquel entered the cafeteria and noticed them. “Hey! Shit, man, that cake is deflating? Are they selling spoi-?”

“Scholar made it,” Tadashi interrupted sharply.

“Oh, I should have noticed, Arlington don’t have this kind of delicacies,” she changed her concerned expression to a smile.

Tyler grinned. “Hey, Raquel, Tadashi said it tastes like heaven. Wouldn't it be great to try it out? It’s a lot of sugar for just one person, isn’t?”

“Really? If Dashi like it, it must be truly good.” Raquel looked the ugly cake with curiosity.

Worried about keeping Scholar happiness unharmed, Tadashi wanted to move the plate away from the others. However, Scholar turned to him expectantly.

“Do you want to share it?” They asked.

Scholar's kindness was in the second row of the Excel that Tadashi named ‘what I like about them’. And he liked it, absolutely like it, but never imagined it would be a double-edged sword.

“I don’t think he minds it, our president has always been a generous soul!” Tyler took the second spoon and gave Raquel a bite of cake.

Tadashi saw in horror how all the color disappeared from Raquel face. Drops of cold sweat appeared on her forehead as she forced the burn-flavored mixture, accompanied by the sugary raw egg icing, down her throat.

“It’s so tasty.” Raquel held back a retch. “Finally some gourmet shit in this school.”

Tyler didn't even laugh as he watched Raquel fight for her life.

“I told you, Scholar, you did great.” Tadashi ate another small piece of cake, this time feeling the uncooked flour sticking in his throat. He coughed to prevent himself from drowning and rubbed his arms. “It’s a little cold in this time of the year.”

Scholars stroked his back as if to warm him, but pulled their hands away when they remembered the presence of their friends. They tried to act normally. “Next time I will bake more for everyone.”

Tadashi's eyes widened when he heard them. As much as he loved them, he could recognize that he would not live long if he had to eat something like that again. It was better if Scholar stayed away from the ovens for a long time.

Still, he endured the sour taste in his mouth and smiled at Scholar. “I would love to try your baking again.”

“I will make cookies for you next time then! That should be easier, and hopefully the Wi-Fi will be working. It’s going to be much better.”

Tyler choked his laugh with his hand. Raquel didn’t even dare to say anything, she was busy wiping her tears after almost passing out.

“Well, I have some study to do. I will see you later, guys.” Scholar stood up from the chair. They gave Tadashi an awkward pat on the shoulders. “Happy Valentine’s Day.”

“I will see you later.” Tadashi said. “And seriously, thank you. I appreciate it a lot.”

They shared a smile before Scholar left the cafeteria. Tyler and Raquel waved goodbye and waited until they were out of sight to let out their laughs.

“If it wasn't obvious that they liked you, I would think it was an assassination attempt.” Raquel grabbed a napkin and tried to wipe her tongue. “That cake has to be poisonous.”

“Is not that bad. Just a little hard and dry… And sometimes strangely damp,” Tadashi argued. “Scholar did his best for me- I mean, for this to be good.”

“‘Not that bad’, man? It was spicy, and cakes aren’t supposed to be spicy. How did you put up with two bites of that?”

“Now you have my absolute respect. If you eat that whole monster, you can survive anything,” Tyler said.

“No way he’s gonna keep eating it.” Raquel looked at Tyler in disbelief.

Tadashi was too focused on the cake to pay attention to them. It sucked, yes, he couldn't deny it, but he didn't want to throw it away. To tell the truth, he didn't feel like eating it either because it was obvious that he might get sick, but every time he thought of Scholar taking the time to cook for him, he felt both happy and guilty. His crush liked him enough to make a cake that turned out to be the shittiest pastry he had ever tasted. However, it wasn’t just a cake, it was the first one Scholar made in his life, and it was for him. Tadashi he pushed the cake towards him, shielding it from the judgmental eyes with his arms.

Tyler pretended to pray. “Rest in peace. We will remember you as Arlington's greatest president.”

"No fucking way, Dashi, you’re stupidly and absolutely whipped," Raquel said.

Tadashi groaned, even though he knew she was right. Maybe he was a little too much into Scholar to the point of making a regretful choice, like keeping that ugly cake. And although he knew it, he couldn’t help himself. Love had to be an evolutionary disadvantage because that one felt like the best Valentine's Day of his life.

[hyruviandoctor]

My poor phone just has to make it about 2 more months so I can see the announcement and reviews of the iPhone 16 and see if it’s worth getting that or a 15. This thing is barely holding a charge and it gets so hot, especially in the Georgia summer heat

[mistyyy43]

por dios top momentos del 2023 que de la nada vengan twenty one pilots a arg ir a verlos x segunda vez que abran con Guns for hands que toquen la instrumental de muchachos y después que en ride(cancion con la que los conocí) los guardias traigan una plataforma en donde yo estaba Tyler se sube y se pone a canTAR EN FRENTE MIO

[ariadoesntwrite]

Team Name

Viktoria, after she and Ellie have teamed up on video games against TnT for a few rounds: okay, we need a team name that sounds cool but also fits both of us. Ellie: what about chaos cats? Tegan, under his breath: More like chaos caterpillars since you’re both so tiny Ellie: /: Viktoria: you know what? That’s exactly what we’ll do! Come on Ellie, we have T-shirts to make! Later Tyler: If I had any self-preservation left I would be too afraid to ask. Ellie: Blame Tegan. Tyler: What did Tegan d— Viktoria: wiggles threateningly

[sallysellsseashellssundays]

Escuche de vuelta la cancion "Dejaria Todo" de Chayanne y me muero del dolor que me causa

Basicamente se puede ver como los pensamientos del Doctor en el final del episodio "The End of Time" cuando habla con Rose por ultima vez

Porque sin ti, me he dado cuenta, amor, que no renaceré Porque yo he ido más allá del límite de la desolación Mi cuerpo, mi mente y mi alma ya no tienen conexión

Especialmente sabiendo que el no quiero regenerarse, al hacerlo va a perder su ultima conexion a Rose ya que ese cuerpo nacio del amor que le tiene

¿Y qué más da perder? Si te llevas del todo mi fe

Lo dejaría todo porque te quedaras Mi credo, mi pasado, mi religión Después de todo, estás rompiendo nuestros lazos Y dejas en pedazos este corazón

Ya sabemos que ella es su religion 😭😭😭yo interpreto esa seccion como si el esta describiendo todo lo que ella es para el

Poesia en forma de cancion :D

[malkaviian]

bueno nada ahora me agarró lo horny y me puse a pensar en un escenario en el que tyler y skyler tengan sexo lpmqmrp