#still so funny this show had 'the exes living their best life' and 'scotts gone' 'this aint about him'

[anshiel]

Look me and my sibling are halfway thru the new Scott pilgrim show but I have to say this based on the spoilers, if Gideon and Julie get togheter in thi they give me fuking heathers musical jd and Veronica vibes ok

[ascottywrites]

AO3 History

That list that I, for some reason, think is valid enough to share. My personal Ao3 History. 

Saddle up. The inner interests of my brain are kind of all over the place. 

The Basement by My_Write_Life (Wip: 25/? | 40,696) Teen Wolf: Sterek [Rated E]

Stiles doubles back to the Argent’s house to free Erica and Boyd before making it back home. In which Stiles, not forgetting all about Erica and Boyd very much remaining in the basement saves them, Derek and Peter killing Jackson does make him go through the process of rebirth but he is brought back human and not a werewolf. Allison and her family go through the very legal repercussions of abducting three teenagers and Scott and Stiles friendship is put on hold because of that. Derek’s still the alpha.

Strip by Fessst (Wip: 12/? | 54,439) Teen Wolf: Sterek [Rated E]

"Singletail whip. Your favorite, isn't it?" Red. Stiles felt nauseated as he bent over the bench. Red. The tremble only increased when his wrists and ankles were secured with leather straps. Red. He heard the Dom behind him give a sample crack of the whip in the air. Red. This would likely pierce his skin. So fucking Red. "What's your safeword?" Red. "Stiles?" "The... the stoplights, Sir."

When Your Back’s Against the Wall by A_Diamond, Michicant123 (Complete: one-shot | 11,976) Teen Wolf: Sterek [Rated E]

Fifteen years ago, the country of Beacon was shaken to its core when three slaves murdered most of the royal Hale family and one of the politically powerful Argents in the course of a single night.

Six years ago, Stiles Stilinski was forced to grow up fast and hard when his dying mother, herself a freed slave, left him at the head of an abolitionist revolution.

Two months ago, beloved princess-to-be Allison Argent was assassinated; three weeks ago, Stiles was caught and charged with her death.

Five hours ago, he was sentenced to serve the remaining Hales—tyrannical King Peter and reclusive Prince Derek—as a slave for the rest of his life. In a palace where the only people who may hate him more than the king are the ever-present family of the woman he’s convicted of murdering, the best he can hope for is that death will only be a few torturous years away.

Caution: swallowing dick may lead to injury - memoirs of a size queen

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raeupchen (Complete: one-shot | 7,115) Teen Wolf: Sterek [Rated E]

“Derek, can you give me my phone? I want to document this memorable moment,” Stiles said, before making grabby motions in the direction of his phone. Derek – unable to deny the other man anything – gave him the device before sitting back in his chair. He only raised one eyebrow when he saw what Stiles was up to. Apparently ‘documenting this memorable moment’ meant for Stiles to take a selfie and post it online. He showed Derek the picture with the caption ‘Dick sent me to the ER’.

soulmates tbh by bleep0bleep (Complete: one-shot | 1,423) Teen Wolf: Sterek [Rated Teen and Up] 

"It’s been five months," Derek says darkly. "Why am I still getting these proposals? You know these are probably all fake marks."

Five months since the paparazzi had snapped that photo of him with the overzealous fan tugging at his shirt, five months since millions of people on the Internet realized that the birthmark revealed was in fact, the mark, five months Derek was inundated by claims from people who desperately wanted him to believe that they were his soul-mate.

Cornerstone by Vendelin for foreverblue_navy (Complete: 6/6 | 83,738) Teen Wolf: Sterek [Rated E]

Suffering from PTSD, ex-Marine Derek Hale moves back to Beacon Hills to open a bookshop and find a calmer life. That’s where he meets Stiles, completely by accident. Stiles is talkative, charming and curious. Somehow, despite the fact that he’s blind, he’s able to read Derek like no one else.

The Triskelion Mafia - Volume I by JamesAlexander (Complete: 10/10 | 20,834) Teen Wolf: Sterek [Rated E]

Derek Aletto saw his family being killed in front of him. Years of ruling the underworld of the organized crime were flushed down with the flames and the shot of a gun. Sixteen years later, under the name of the Triskelion Mafia, the family is back, leaded by Derek. He keeps his most trusted people close, for the Argento family is forever watching, trying to usurp Derek's prestige among the hidden world of New York. And everything seems to go according to plan, until the Argentos set an ambush for Derek's consigliere, Lydia Martini, and in the middle of the rush for survival, she ends up bringing Stiles along with her to the family's hideout.

tipping scales by jdphoenix (Complete: 2/2 | 3,810) Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.: BioSpecialist [Rated Teen and Up] 

An early morning emergency wakes Jemma and Grant.

Slick As A Baby Seal by Faradaze (Wip: 52/? | 131,098) Game Of Thrones: Brimund TarthBane [Rated E]

Tormund is in love/lust. Brienne is repulsed, then intrigued. The story begins shortly after Brienne arrives at Castle Black. This is my interpretation and expansion of the greatest ship that never was. Spoilers for GoT season 6, canon divergent as of season 7.

Rich Man, Poor Man by TyReed (Complete: 10/10 | 58,055) Teen Wolf: Sterek [Rated M]

During a first date gone horribly wrong, Stiles Stilinksi realizes that the snarky guy he's been asked out by is actually Derek Hale, an heir to Hale Industries, one of the most profitable companies in the entire world. Who is, for whatever reason, interested in the son of a teacher and a cop, a loser who spends all weekend watching movies in his pajamas, and who is also possibly one of the biggest dorks on the Internet.

At the same time, after screwing up their first date horribly, Derek Hale realizes that the funny guy he's asked out is Stiles Stilinksi, the warmest and kindest individual he's ever met in his life, with a family just a loving and caring. Who is, for whatever reason, interested in a guy who screws up everything he does, lacks any semblance of a backbone, and who is possibly one of the biggest history dorks in all of the United States.

These rich and poor men will come to experience a taste of each other's lives, and learn where the real blessings in the world can be found.

Bonds of Blood, Bonds of Family, Bonds of Love by TyReed (Complete: 10/10 | 44,003) Teen Wolf: Sterek [Rated M]

After being beaten up by a door, werewolf Stiles Stilinksi finds himself bonded to Derek Hale, of the Hale Noble Bloodline. For a scrawny, wimpy, Tainted Bloodline werewolf, Stiles runs away, embarrassed and humiliated as he worries about bringing shame to the Hale Family, and even more shame to himself. Because the Nobles and Tainted just don't mix, never have, never will.

Except, things aren't exactly what they seem.

With the help of the (meddling) Hale family, his adoptive (meddling) human parents John and Claudia Stilinksi, and one very persistent Alpha Derek Hale, Stiles might come to see himself as more than just the blood that runs through his veins, and open his heart to find the happiness, friends, pack, and the family that he'd always wanted.

Matenapped by xcaellachx (Complete: 12/12 | 36,671) Teen Wolf: Sterek [Rated E]

Alpha Derek Hale has known Spark Stiles Stilinski was his mate for over six years. The traumatized Spark had killed the rogue alpha who tried to kill his friend so many years ago and was still scarred by the experience. Now, Stiles was settled in as a magic shop owner and Derek was ready to claim him for his own. The ritual of matenapping was an old but accepted tradition and Derek had his den ready to receive his mate. It was time.

Stiles Stilinski thought Lydia was insane for thinking the sexy alpha wanted to matenap him. He was damaged by his past and determined to stay single so he didn't harm anyone. He kept his magic tightly leashed and couldn't believe that anyone could want him. Not a murderer. Even when the wolf came to see him and touched him gently, winking at him and looking at him longingly, he just couldn't accept it.

Very soon, Stiles wouldn't have a choice but to believe it. Derek was taking his mate and bringing him to his mating den where he would court and woo him until he couldn't help but fall in love with him.

(A/N: This is a lighthearted fic for the most part. This isn't an evil kidnapping/fall in love with your captor type. Not very serious at all, to be honest. Enjoy!)

**I could have sworn I had more eclectic tastes but I guess in 2018 I was firmly about the Sterek. 

[pugh-bug]

Scott Lang x reader

Chapter 2

I apologise this is a long chapter but domesticated Avengers makes me happy. If you’re reading this it’s meant to be a slow burnnn so enjoy the burning, the Tony x reader friendship and Thor being domesticated. If you like unsmashed lamps this chapter may be hard for you to read I’m sorry.

Warnings: none. unless you count archers breaking things.

You opened your weary eyes but everything was still black. Something warm was brushing against your face. You were warm... and in bed. ‘Please tell me I’m in my own bed.’ Without moving your splitting head you had no idea who could hear you until the unmistakable voice of Thor replied ‘It’s your own.’ He sounded amused. Somehow you felt well rested and more tired than you’d felt since Scott kept you up all night showing you card tricks, all at the same time. Although out of all the occupants in Stark Tower, Parker tired you out the most. The child. He was lucky you liked him.

Groaning you rolled over and face dived into your pillow clenching your eyes closed. Of course it was your bed. No one else’s smelt this good. Unless you’d gone nose blind as that weird advert went. ‘What day is it?’ You felt ridiculous asking but wasn’t this how you were supposed to behave? Youth? because Peter was in the minority being so morally well adjusted.

‘Sunday.’ That voice woke you up. ‘Y/N we can leave if you really want to sleep for another hundred years,’ you finally opened your eyes to see a much happier Scott smiling at you. Next to him was a smiling Thor glancing outside at the blue sky like a bird and a Peter looking apprehensive. You weren’t sure what as wrong with him he didn’t have the worst hangover of all time.

‘Come on get up,’ Scott spoke to you like you were five which just made you scowl... like a five year old. Looking mockingly scared Scott raised his hands up in ‘defeat’. ‘Okay don’t get up. I’ll just eat all the delicious pancakes Thor made myself.’

Thor snapped out of his bird watching trance to grunt before nodding ‘Yes. I’m afraid they are delicious.’ What did you do to deserve such generosity? And how could you resist pancakes? Oh but bed or pancakes?

‘These are amazing!’ You exclaimed (you had chosen pancakes). Thor grinned at your compliment as you ate like a rabid dog. Scott closed all the kitchen cupboards - he was such a dad sometimes - before leaning on the worktop facing you. ‘I’m glad you like them ,’ Thor remarked before finishing his breakfast and going to presumably get a shower leaving you with your favourite ant and third wheeling spider.

‘S- so I have an assignment due next month which is gonna take forever but Mr Stark-‘ as Peter launched himself into a long winded story about homework Scott caught your eye and smirked. You felt as if you were speaking in code. He watched you listen to your friends tangled tale with as much enthusiasm as you could muster despite your hangover. It seemed to amuse him.

‘And I was thinking who do I know that knows a lot about this sort of stuff? Y/N but I didn’t know how to ask y-‘

Scott gave you his best: can-you-believe-this-shit look and chuckled quietly keeping his eyes on yours. You smiled back but tried not to laugh - not wanting to upset Peter. Scott wasn’t as used to him as you were. He must have felt ancient beside someone as young and sprightly as the kid because even you felt middle aged in comparison. Luckily Peter had the attention span of a little child so before Scott could even try and think about asking him to leave he was off. Where? Chasing butterflies and doing something you did not need to know about.

You swallowed your words before they came out once Peter had left you and Scott alone. He was washing up and you weren’t even bothering to offer to do it instead. The hangover brain was strong and you didn’t even remember drinking never mind being pissed. Just as you watched him wash the final plate Scott turned to look at you. ‘You don’t even remember what you did last night do you?’

Oh fuck. Shit. What did you do? What could you have done? How could Scott tell you didn’t know? Was he turning into a psychic because of the quantum realm? It wouldn’t surprise you. Less and less shit did since moving to Stark Tower.

‘No. How can you tell? Have you absorbed Charles Xavier’s powers?’ Thank god the panic didn’t show in your voice for a change because otherwise all those oscar worthy performances you gave in the shower would have been a waste of time. Scott’s face pulled into a smug smile as he sat down at the breakfast table you hadn’t left.

‘Oh poor Y/N,’ he pulled a mocking sad face and used his creepy high pitched voice you hated. ‘Is someone confused?’ He was revelling in having the upper hand for a change.

‘Funny. You’re funny. Now tell me what I did or didn’t do last night before I throw this plate at you.’ You both knew you would never throw a plate at his cute face. It wouldn’t be worth the lecture of Steve on manners either. Steve. What could he possibly teach you about manners - they were fucking impeccable?

‘That’s not asking nicely.’

Your stomach contracted slightly as you could almost visualise the two pathways the conversation could lead to. His eyes were burning into yours with a new intensity you’d never seen in Scott before. It made your mouth dry and you cheeks burn up slightly. You felt like you’d been shoved into an oven without warning.

‘Fine,’ he refused to break eye contact with you and it was infuriating in a way. You willed him to stop as if he could in fact mind read. ‘Please just tell me what happened.’ Normally you only took this tone with Tony, you couldn’t help but wonder if in a weird way it meant you were getting closer to Scott. Atleast more comfortable. That would help you make less of a spectacle of yourself on a daily basis (not that that wasn’t fun but- ).

He told you that it wasn’t as bad as everyone was making out but you had decided to play beer pong with Thor and lost. Badly. You’d apparently cried when Clint said he didn’t want to play just dance and stormed off like a grumpy toddler who couldn’t get her own way.

‘Jeez,’

‘I know. You’re classy.’

‘I can be classy!’

Scott snorted at your outrage, downing the last of his orange juice while you sat in mock disbelief. ‘I’ll believe that when I see it.’ Okay noted. Scott didn’t think ripped fishnets were classy. Interesting. His ex wife was classy - ah let’s not open that door.

‘I didn’t throw up did I?’ You finally asked the burning question every hungover Gen Z member had to ask. He ran his hands through his dark hair but you refused to let your eyes linger for too long. ‘No you didn’t.’ This was followed by a cat like stretch he seemed to revel in performing. You heard the bones in his wrists crack and narrowed your eyes at him because you couldn’t think of what else to say. He didn’t seem interested in speaking either, he was blank. Fuck it. You knew when to let a conversation end.

‘I’m gonna shower.’ and as you left Scott alone in the kitchen to find the bathroom empty you smiled: if Scott had been 18 he would have said ‘without me?’ and thank god he wasn’t. You liked your older men immature in some ways (the fun ways) but pick me boys you could not abide. Scott was certainly not one.

After you’d sucked any joy out of showering dry by obsessing over how sad Scott may or may not be about his ex wife (or if he wanted advice) you dried yourself. You were 18 what advice could you have for the man? Middle aged men did seem to come to you for advice despite your own doubts and lack of experience. When Steve had been left out of a mission because of another fight with Bucky you practically became his mother consoling the drama queen. Tony called it ‘hilarious’ but you had a different word for the experience. That being said you wouldn’t mind listening to all of Scott’s problems on a loop on a fucking tape but bias is bias.

The walk to Tony’s obnoxiously large living room was short from the bathroom. The sound of the cold tile against your bare feet was all you could hear for a moment before the sound of-

‘Shit. Shit!’

Clint.

You entered the crime scene cold and confused, your wet hair was dripping cold down your back making you shiver. Stood in front of the tv flaming at the nostrils was a pissed off yet guilt ridden Clint Barton looking down at his handiwork. Lay on the floor was the lamp you’d bought Tony for his birthday. Smashed.

Nat was scowling at the archer lecturing him on how to carry things like a cross teacher. Wanda, Vision, Bucky and Steve were less concerned. You weren’t concerned at all it was a fucking £10 lamp. ‘Nat it’s fine it was an accident it’s just a lamp.’ You interrupted her scolding which gained you a sympathetic smile from Clint. His eyes said thank you. Nat did not seem convinced but swallowed her pride and calmed down anyway.

You scanned the room until your eyes met Scott, which you knew you needed to stop doing so often. There they were. Pointing back at you : a mixture of humour and the sadness you couldn’t stop noticing even if no one else did. You caved first and smiled at him. It was impossible not to.

‘Are we forgetting he’s a millionaire?’ Scott laughed at his own comment.

‘Excuse me, billionaire.’ Tony revelled in correcting people on how much money he had. How many cars he owned was a fun one too or how many times he’d redesigned everything in the house because he was ‘bored.’ Nat rolled her eyes in your direction which you quickly returned.

‘Really? Billionaire?’ Scott couldn’t believe what he was hearing. His voice was so high and his eyes were so wide you just grinned at his adorable face. Bless him. He knew nothing about Tony’s empire. What no one wanted was Scott’s lack of knowledge to end in a long speech from the billionaire about his life story. No one would stay for that.

‘I bought you churros. You said I had to pay for everyone’s.’ Scott sounded as if he could cry, so naturally everyone laughed. Even Vision. You weren’t sure if you’d ever seen him laugh before, it was so sweet. ‘Well I’m sure you’ll survive.’ Tony’s signature eyebrow raise was code for I’m-better-than-you.

Once everyone got up to get drinks and choose a film Scott snaked his arm onto your shoulder startling you. Everyone was on the other side of the room and no one was looking. There was a chance Tony was to see if you made a fool of yourself but you could live with that. ‘You jump so easily,’ he was not wrong. Everything startled you. ‘Did you know how much money Tony made?’

His hand left your shoulder, making you fight the urge to sigh in disappointment from the lack of touch. He sounded genuinely curious. Why he was fixating on Tony’s money you did not know. He didn’t steal anymore.

‘Everyone does. Why are you so interested? Are you planning a heist?’

Scott’s face changed. He was stood so close to you if either one of you moved there’d be no space to breathe. You wondered if he would ever fucking notice your ‘little crush’ on him or if it would continue like this forever. Would that be so bad? No. It would make more sense.

‘If I was you could be my accomplice.’ He sounded so confident. Of course it was a joke but still .. you? A criminal?

‘Hmm ... I think Nat would be a better choice.’ He smiled down at you as his hand found its way back to your shoulder. His touch, even in a non sexual way, made you feel like putty.

‘Sure she can come too. You’d be better company though, she’s a bit scary.’ You both laughed and then he was back to the sofa with the others. It took you a moment of standing around like an idiot taking Scott’s words in before you could join them.

Better company. Better company. Better company that a Russian assassin? Did that really mean much?

Taglist: @supraveng

[dc41896]

Between the Lines

Hey guys! Really quick, the song we’re gonna pretend is the reader’s is Hallucinations by dvsn (I would try to link it like I’ve seen other songs on posts but I don’t know how nor do I want to mess up anything so I’m just gonna leave that alone lol). It’s really good and may put you in your feels but I recommend it☺️. Okay that’s all, hope you guys like it!

Pairing: Chris EvansxBlack Reader

⚠️: None🥰!

“Can we dim the lights just a little bit more please? There, that’s perfect! Thank you!”

“Okay I got a few outfits picked out for you so after rehearsal you can pick which two you want to wear tonight,” your stylist and best friend Gina smiles walking up to you on stage.

“Thank you! I already know I’m gonna love everything and then not be able to decide until the last minute and stress out even more than I already am.”

“And then I’ll help you and you’ll do incredible as always,” she laughs wrapping an arm around your shoulders. “Don’t worry girl you got this!”

In less than five hours, you’d be performing for the first time on live television as the musical act for Saturday Night Live and to say you were nervous was an understatement. Your stomach felt as if you had gone upside down on a rollercoaster at least a hundred times and your hands were already sweating and shaking. Even your bottom lip was starting to hurt from you biting on it so much, which was something you tended to do when you were anxious.

“Looks like I made it just in time for the performance,” an all too familiar voice announces as they walk up to the front of the stage.

Oh and as the cherry on top to your stress, your ex was tonight’s host.

Not that you guys ended on bad terms, it’s just some unresolved feelings on your end made it difficult for your heart not to break every time you saw him. “Agreeing” that you both made better friends than you did a couple, you watched the love of your life walk away after leaving a kiss on your forehead. With every atom in your body, you wanted to pull him back and hold him so tight that he couldn’t move, but there was a piece of you that wondered maybe he had a point. Maybe he was meant to be someone else’s even though all you wanted was to be with him.

And if that were the case, who were you to get in the way of that?

Of course with you being exes there were additional eyes planning to tune in to see whether things would be painfully awkward or if everyone would play dumb and circle around the obvious elephant in the room. The executives swore to both of you that you guys getting set for the same show wasn’t on purpose or a way to boost ratings. They even offered to move one of you, or accommodate in any way they could.

However, you and Chris assured that everything would be fine and there was no hard feelings between you. Whatever they needed you both to do, you’d happily be there.

“Any other time I’d let you sit in, but this is a secret rehearsal so...,” you answer pointing towards the door as he stands in front of you.

Sitting on the edge of the stage, he lightly taps under your chin immediately making your now lightly red tinted bottom lip appear. “Bite it anymore, you won’t have a lip to sing with tonight.”

“Maybe that’s for the best so then I won’t embarrass myself.”

“I know there’s nothing I can say to take away your nerves, but you got this trust me. They wouldn’t have chosen you to be here if they didn’t already know you’d do amazing.”

“Mm that’s a strong assumption, and you know what they say when you assume,” you counter slightly tilting your head and making Chris roll his eyes.

“Y/N...”

“Okay you may have a point,” you giggle meeting his baby blues. “How are you though? I’m not the only one with a first tonight.”

Shrugging his shoulders, he sticks his hands in his pockets switching from one leg to the other. “I can’t lie I’m nervous, but once I get up there I’ll try to focus on just having fun and doing my best.”

“Y/N, I’m sorry to interrupt but they need you to run through your song to check the mics and everything,” a stagehand explains from behind you.

“Okay I’ll be there in a second,” you smile before turning your attention back to Chris. “Looks like I gotta go. If I don’t see you before everything starts good luck, you’re gonna do great.”

“Thanks and same to you. Try to turn that beautiful mind of yours off and remember what I said ok?”

Smile on his lips, he pulls you in for a hug before softly kissing your cheek leaving a tingling sensation on your skin along with slight remnants of his warm cologne. Watching as he rounds the corner officially out a sight, a shaky breath escapes your lips as your hands cover your face.

You hated how this was always your response. Feeling as if tears would stream down your face at any moment while your heart pounded against your chest with no sign of slowing down. And it didn’t only happen being in his presence, just the mention of his name made a lump develop in your throat as the rest of your usual symptoms soon followed.

“Y/N, you good?,” the sound tech asks from the side of the stage taking a break from checking the numerous wires plugged into the system.

“Yea I’m fine, sorry about the wait I’m ready now,” you softly smile as you stand to grasp the cold mic in your hand.

———

So far everything had gone really well with the show tonight. Every skit Chris was in made the crowd erupt with laughter, including the one where you two played the ridiculously competitive couple at game night making your friends regret inviting you guys.

Reading the tweets from those at home, it seemed they were loving it too, but of course mainly happy to have Chris on their screens.

With the show winding down, it was time for your last performance, which was the one you were most worried about. Not only because of the performance but the song itself.

“Last song of the night!,” Gina claps lightly bouncing on her toes. “You ready?”

“I don’t really have a choice do I?,” you nervously laugh looking over yourself in the mirror one last time fixing your top.

“Technically yes, just say the word and we could parent trap this thing.”

“And that would possibly work if we were identical twins, which we are definitely not,” you laugh. Placing her hands on your shoulders, she leads you in a few deep breaths before fluffing out the pineapple puff on top of your head.

“You’re gonna do great and everything will be fine. And I’m not just talking about the singing.”

Gina, along with your band, knew what this last song meant for you and gave you their full support when you brought up the idea to perform it tonight. You planned on taking it with you to the grave when you first wrote it, but something in the pit of your stomach urged you to be honest with how you truly felt.

Taking your position on stage, you take one last deep breath before Chris’ voice flows through your ears.

“Ladies and gentleman, Y/N.”

Lights dimming around you, the soft beat plays in the background waiting for you to make your entrance. Wanting the performance to feel as intimate as the song itself, you sat on the edge of the stage, legs dangling in front of you as you peer out into the crowd of various faces.

Having hallucinations

I'm losing sleep every night

Keep trying to cover my eyes

My eyes, yeah

Is it my imagination?

I think I'm losing my mind, yeah

Still see your face all the time

All the time

Tryna rewind 'til we're back where we started

Yeah, that's all I want

Yeah, night after night after night

I'm still haunted

I'm haunted, baby

———

Watching you gently sway on the tv in his dressing room, he couldn’t help the soft smile tugging at the corners of his lips. Bearded chin resting on his knuckles, the look in his eyes as he witnessed you on stage in your element was reminiscent to that of a proud parent in awe of their child’s first play.

“You are so smitten it’s not even funny,” Scott smirks looking at his brother.

“I’m just really happy for her that’s all,” he replies, hand nervously raking through his hair.

“Mhmm that’s all.”

I'm haunted by you, you, fall asleep and dream of

You, you, late at night I scream for

You, you, waiting on a deja-vu

But until then

I live with hallucinations

Yeah, they're just hallucinations

And I'll just hallucinate

'Cause you're not here

Hallucinations

The band playing being the only thing heard, he notices you quickly wipe under your eye setting the mic away from you as you quietly laugh to yourself and the audience claps telling you it’s okay. Listening to the lyrics, there was a small twinge in his gut that maybe what he was currently thinking was true, but it wasn’t until your next movement that he was knew for sure what you were saying.

“Wait you saw that right?”

“Saw what?,” Scott asks as Chris positions himself closer to the screen.

“She tugged her ear.”

“Okay...and what about it?”

It would probably sound silly to others, but during your relationship you two created your own secret signal of lightly tugging on your earlobes to say hello during interviews and that one was thinking of the other.

Although it was something small that would definitely go unnoticed by everyone, it helped tell Chris everything he needed to know.

Losing my concentration

Hearing your voice in my head

Seeing you when you aren't there

You aren't there

And I can't keep living like this, yeah

Something's gotta give (give me you, yeah)

If I could make it all go away

Then I would

Tryna rewind 'til we're back where we started

Yeah, that's all I want, that's all I want

Yeah, night after night after night

I'm still haunted

I'm haunted, baby

I'm haunted by

You, you, fall asleep and dream of

You, you, late at night I scream for

You, you, waiting on a deja-vu

But until then

I live with hallucinations

Fall asleep and dream of you, you

They're just hallucinations

Late at night I scream for you, you

I'll just hallucinate

Waiting on a deja-vu

Cause you're not here

Hallucinations

Finishing your song, you give a small bow as the crowd erupts with claps and cheers making you shyly smile. Although you made it through your biggest challenge of the night, there was still one last worry taking up space in your mind.

———

“Thank you to the cast, the crazy talented and beautiful Y/N, and everybody for watching! Goodnight!,” Chris smiles waving into the camera as the rest of the cast claps and begins hugging each other.

Moving from person to person exchanging “congrats” and “good job’s”, you eventually end up face to face with the host himself, a small bit of panic setting in causing you to freeze in your current spot.

Pulling you in, he gently rocks you back and forth as his hand caresses the back of your head instantly making you melt.

“Congrats Y/N you did amazing!,” he whispers in your ear as you try to hide your smile in his neck.

Before you could even say thank you, a tap on his arm informs him he’s needed across the room for something important and returning that familiar ache to your chest. “I’ll talk to you later Y/N.”

“Um yeah, sounds good,” you answer as he kisses your cheek before heading to the area he was needed.

“Maybe he didn’t notice. Or what if he did but doesn’t care” you thought with a sigh as you continued to make your rounds talking to everyone.

Finally arriving back at your dressing room, you’re met with confetti and the sound of popping champagne bottles as your team and band shout “congratulations!”

“Congrats girl!! We did it!,” Gina squeals hugging you. “Oh how did everything go just now?”

“Not bad, he had to go do something so we weren’t able to talk really but we’ll try later.”

“Well I know it didn’t go how you wanted, but at least it wasn’t the worst outcome you know?” Giving you a sympathetic smile, she hands you a solo cup filled a third of the way with the bubbly liquid. “Now you know I hate to see you down, so lets celebrate this huge accomplishment and take care of the heart later.”

Tapping your cups together giggling, Gina makes her way to the others leaving you standing against the makeup counter watching your friends laugh and converse amongst themselves while music began to play overhead.

Catching the corner of your eye, numerous notifications illuminate your phone with people reaching out to you to say how good of a job you did and how happy they were for you. Scrolling down the line, you click on the tag from Chris’ Instagram to find an old video of you in the studio.

Arms crossed over your head in your grey sweatshirt and eyes closed, you were singing into the mic lost in the music playing in your headphones as your producer nodded along watching your vocals on the computer screen. Towards the end of the video, you finally open your eyes to see Chris recording and lightly tug your ear as you smiled.

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Family Moment

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader

Warnings: Mention of idiot ex-boyfriend  

Square Filled: Clothes Sharing for @marvelfluffbingo and Childhood Friends (Marvel Fandom) for @goodthingshappenbingo

Word Count: 2500ish

A/N: This is a way overdue 1-year anniversary celebration fic written for @becs-bunker - sorry I am being so slow with these.

Betaed by: @super100012 thanks, hun!

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Chris felt relaxed and at ease being back home in Boston. He loved his job, he wouldn’t trade it if he had the chance but it was still good to be home where he was just Chris. Where he was just an annoying brother, a loving son and loyal best friend.

Your best friend. You and Chris had known each other most of your lives. The first time you’d met Chris he had been busy messing with his unsuspecting little brother. Chris had been seven years old at the time while you were only five and the same age as his brother who you knew from school. You had also known Chris was Scott’s older brother but that hadn’t stopped your acute sense of justice from walking straight across the playground and hitting Chris over the back of the head before he could push his poor blindfolded little brother backward down the slide. Chris hadn’t been hurt but had jumped in surprise, turning around to see a messy-haired little girl with her arms crossed and a pout on her face.

Chris smiled at the memory as he walked his excited dog towards your house. From that day the three of you had been inseparable. Chris adored you even if your presence makes his favorite activity of messing with his brother a lot harder. Even worse as you grew older you started in on the mischief, ganging up with Scott against him.

To this day it hadn’t changed all that much even if you were now a single mom to a five-year-old little girl. Your pregnancy had been an accident and the asshole boyfriend you had been with at the time had run for the hills. You, however, had chosen to carry through with your pregnancy and Chris had done everything he could to support you.

He wasn’t able to visit every day because of his job, but whenever he was home he spent as much time with you as he could. You wouldn’t take his money, so instead, he had to be creative, gifting you things he knew you needed. As much as you always scolded him for his generosity he also knew you appreciated it. A huge gift to you didn’t mean all that much to Chris. His job did come with benefits even if it also robbed him of other things, such as privacy and time with his loved ones.

None of those things was something he was willing to think about today though. Today he was just excited to see you and Josephine again.

“Hello?” Chris knocked on the door before pushing it open. He had a key and he knew you were fine with him coming and going as he pleased when he was home, just like he was with you doing the same in his house. Still, he didn’t want to scare you so he liked to make his presence known before he released the excited puppy from his leash.

Dodger made a beeline for the living room and Chris smiled as he heard you and Josephine start laughing as the dog attacked you both with kisses.

“Chris… Help,” you laughed lying on your back on the floor with Josephine hiding under your arm and Dodger on top of you. He kept jumping around to give you both as many kisses as possible as you both laughed as you tried to avoid a tongue in mouth situation.  

“That’s a good boy,” Chris praised laughingly. He sent you a wink as you shoot him a glare, struggling to calm down the dog. Meanwhile, Josephine had managed to escape and ran straight into Chris' arms as he squatted down ready for the collision.

“Chris!!” she cheered, throwing her arms around his neck. Chris laughed standing up with the little girl in his arms, hugging her close.

“I missed you, Josie,” Chris admitted, making the little girl cling even harder to him.

“I missed you too,” she whispered with her face buried against his neck.

“I still need help,” you whined still squirming beneath the excited puppy making Chris and Josephine both laugh again.

“Dodger! That tickles. Stop it,” you laughed trying to catch your breath.

“What do you say? Should we go save mommy?” Chris asked, putting the little girl down when she nodded.

“Dodger come,” she called, and Dodger instantly stopped his assault looking over his shoulder towards the little girl. “We’re doing a runway show. You need to be dressed up too,” she explained and the unknowing dog happily followed her with his tail wagging in excitement.

“Oh no.” Chris laughed, as they both disappeared, “poor Dodger.”

“Poor Dodger? Poor me!” you objected drying your face with your sleeve, before reaching up to a hand for Chris to pull you back onto your feet. As soon as he did you wrapped your arms around his neck and Chris closed his eyes as he embraced you.

“Miss me too?” you teased, looking up at him and Chris' heart skipped a beat when he reopened his eyes to see yours shining up at him. He was in love with you, it just hadn’t ever seemed like the right time to let you know that. Or maybe it was just Chris being a complete and utter coward, afraid that he would lose your friendship if he let go of that secret.

“Every day,” he admitted and your face split into a huge smile as he stood on your toes kissing his cheek before hugging him again.

“Me too.”

“Mom are you ready?” Josephine’s voice sounded from the other room and you broke the hug, taking Chris’ hand.

“Two seconds darlin’” you yelled back as you lead Chris to the couch, tugging him to sit with you.

“She was doing a fashion show when your vicious dog attacked us,” you teased and Chris playfully rolled his eyes, smirking down at you.

“Oh yeah, he is so dangerous. He might slobber someone to death one day,” Chris teased, making you giggle.

“Well, he came close today. His tongue went up my nose,” you whined and pouted when Chris threw his head back against the sofa, clutching his chest as he laughed at you.

“That’s not funny Evans,” you scolded, but couldn’t help but smile. His laugh was contagious and you loved having him back in your home. You only wished it was for good rather than a visit. If only Chris knew just how deeply you cared for him. He didn’t and you didn’t want to push him away, by admitting to the girl crush that had never gone away.

Instead, you tore your eyes from him and towards your daughter’s room calling out for her, “We’re ready when you are honey!”

You couldn’t help but giggle when Part of Your World started playing. Josie adored Chris. She had from the moment she was born and his love of Disney had most certainly rubbed off on her.

“That’s my girl,” Chris mumbled as he kept his eyes on the door, not noticing the smile on your face widen. You loved Chris but more than that you loved that he was in your daughter’s life. She didn’t have a father, but in a way she still did and even if Chris wasn’t biologically related to her, Josephine still had a better dad than most little girl’s in your eyes. It had been his choice to be in Josephine’s life as much as he had been and you adored him all the more for it. You weren’t sure he knew just how much easier and better he had made your life these past six years. It wasn’t about his gifts that he kept sneaking into your house. You appreciated the new bed for your kid, the upgrades to your kitchen, school things and everything else he had gotten you without you asking, but it was his company that made all the difference. It was him being here on everyday afternoons like today. It was him picking up your kid when she fell and him holding you when life got hard. It was the calls and facetiming both you and your daughter when he was on set. It was laughing with you and making your daughter’s life an adventure every time he came around.

You were broken from your thoughts as Dodger came rushing through the room wearing one of Josephine’s dresses, skipping right into Chris’ arms with a miserable look on his face.

“Aww Bubba,” Chris laughed along with you, rubbing the dog’s face in his hands. “What did she do to you?”

“You’re such a good patient boy aren’t you?” you praised, petting Dodger sitting in Chris’ lap. “I’m gonna cook you a special dinner tonight for that,” you promised, making Chris laugh.

“Do I get a special dinner to if I wear one of your dresses?” he asked with a wink, making you roll your eyes at him.

“No. Cause you would do it voluntarily and most likely ruin it in the process. Which would mean you are cooking me dinner then,” you grinned.

“Mooom. Chriiis,” your daughter’s head poked out of her door. “Pay attention to me.”

“Sorry sweetheart,” you and Chris spoke in unison, both giggling as you realized but never taking your eyes off the door, where Josephine quickly appeared.

She strutted through the door across the room, spinning around in front of you before crossing her arms across her chest, grinning cheekily up at you both and Chris’ heart skipped a beat.

He loved that little girl so much and at that moment he saw five-year-old you clear as day in her and that certainly didn’t make his love for her lesson.

“What do you think?” she asked with hair sticking out everywhere, from the colorful elastic bands she had put in it. Different color eyeshadow, and lipstick smeared across her lips, which she had most likely stolen from her room and Chris chuckled as he realized Dodger had actually been quite lucky he had escaped with only a dress.  

“I think you look absolutely beautiful,” you said, grinning when Dodger changed laps giving you a miserable look. You decided to take pity on the poor pooch and started freeing him of his dress as Chris lifted Josephine onto his lap.

“You look like a Disney princess. Absolutely stunning,” Chris praised, making the little girl’s face split into a huge proud smile. His opinion on everything she did meant the world to her. “Is that my shirt?” he asked with a grin tugging the button up Josephine was using as a dress, helped by one of your belts.

“Dunno,” she answered with a shrug. “It was in mom’s closet.”

“Was it now?” Chris teased looking over at you, but his heart skipped a beat when he saw the blush in your cheeks as you refused to look at him. Chris wasn’t sure what this meant but he knew your next words was a lie and a small hope ignited in his chest.

“You must have left it over here at some point,” you shrugged, letting Dodger, now dress free jump from your lap. “Josie go get Dodger a handful of treats. He has been a good boy and you can have a cookie too while you are in the kitchen,” you ordered your daughter who happily nodded, jumping off Chris lap before calling the dog’s name and he trotted after her a little apprehensive this time.  

“I didn’t leave it here,” Chris said carefully before you could say anything else but after Josephine was out of earshot.

“Chris…” you started, but he interrupted you.

“I know that because I wore it the day before I left. I put it in the wash at my place,” Chris pressed and you sighed.

“You’re not letting this go are you?” you asked, fighting your tears and still not looking at him.

“Do you want me to drop it?” Chris asked, tenderly reaching out tugging your hair behind your ear so he could see your face. “I’m not mad Y/N/N. Just curious why you took it?”

“Because I missed you,” you blurted it. “It smells like you and wearing your clothes sometimes makes me feel as if…” You managed to stop yourself in time biting your lip, still not looking over at the man next to you.

Chris however, had grown bolder, gently caressing your cheek before cupping your chin between two fingers guiding you to look at him. The softness and adoration in his blue eyes completely took your breath away.

“As if what?” Chris' voice was barely above a whisper now as he struggled with himself not to just lean in and kiss you. He couldn’t. He needed to be sure. You and Josie were too important to him to mess this up.

“As if we are really a family,” you looked down. “As if you were my boyfriend.” Finally saying that out loud scared the shit out of you but it also felt as if a weight had been lifted your heart. All your life there was nothing you hadn’t told Chris. Nothing except for the way you had really come to feel about him.

“I love you,” Chris blurted out not knowing what else to say and no longer able to keep those words in.

“What?” you looked up at him. Completely baffled. Off all the things you had thought he might say that hadn’t been it.

“I love you,” Chris repeated. Slower and more confident this time.

“And I would love nothing more than for us to be a real family. For you to be my girlfriend,” Chris spoke as he tenderly caressed your cheek but jumped back as your fist landed against his arm.

“Hey! What was that for?” he rubbed his arm as he glared at you glaring back at him.

“Why haven’t you said anything?” you accused.

“Why haven’t you?” Chris fired back as the two of you stared each other down before you both started laughing.

Chris jumped back when you reached out to him, with a playful glimmer in his eyes. “Not gonna hit me again are you?”

“No you goof,” you rolled your eyes, “I was gonna kiss you but if that’s how it’s gonna be…”

You squealed when Chris suddenly wrapped his arm around your waist, lifting you into his lap before you could finish the sentence.

“Don’t do that,” you scolded, as Chris threw his head back in laughter.

“Revenge,” he chuckled before cupping your face in his hands and your heart skipped when you realized how close he was. “Can I kiss you?”

You swallowed harshly, as you nodded and Chris’ face lit up in the most beautiful smile before he leaned up pressing his lips carefully against yours. Just like that the rest of the world melted away as you wrapped your arms around his neck, happily letting Chris deepen the kiss. Your first kiss of many. Your first kiss of forever.

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Love For Hire - Ch. 3 - (D.D. x Reader)

Summary: David hires you to be his fake girlfriend for a month to get the diza stans off his back. This experience is the craziest thing that has ever happened to you and the emotional consequences that ensue are something you never expected.

Notes: I know Carly and Bruce just broke up but I just basically finished editing as they announced so if yall don’t wanna read and just wallow I understand but the next chapter of Love For Hire is here for yall when yall are ready. Also! Thank you to the people sending in requests! its so exciting. Thank you all truly. Im going to start writing them asap. Should be up by tonight or tomorrow. One last thing, this series truly is a slow burn. I have a million ideas for this series so there will be a lot of chapters. Hope yall love a good slow burn because that is exactly what this is. Much love, Julie

Word Count: 1775

CHAPTER ONE - CHAPTER TWO

“DDDDAAAVVVIDDDDDDDD!” You hear someone yell from inside the house as Natalie opens the glass door to their home. You follow behind them as they walk in taking off their shoes, you do the same. 

This tall, multi-hair colored man hugged David and looked in my direction. He let go of David and said with a grin, “Well, David who did you bring home?” Looking at me from top to bottom. He walked over to me and gave me a big bear hug. “Hi. I’m Zane.” You struggled to breathe as the hug was very tight. David hit him on the side making him let go of you. “Don’t suffocate her dumbass.” He says to Zane, making him let go. “This is (Y/N).” 

“And how come I’ve never met (Y/N), David.” He glared at David while putting his arm around your shoulder walking over to the living room where other people you didn’t know were sitting.

“Because I just met her about thirty minutes ago.” He said as we all sat on the couch. You are now sitting in between Zane and this boy with blonde hair and many tattoos. 

“Ummm? What? Who are you (Y/N)?” Zane says with his full attention now on me.

“Well… I’m (Y/N) and I’ve been hired to be David’s fake girlfriend for a month.” You say casually. Multiple gasps come from people you have yet to meet but Zane just starts laughing. So hard that it makes the others start laughing.

When he finally stops, he looks over at David. “Couldn’t get a girl to date you so you had to hire one, huh?” He says beginning to laugh again.

David looks around, cheeks flushed, “you know I’m not looking to date anyone Zane. You all know how hard its been to be Liza’s ex boyfriend. I have a lot of press coming up within the next month so I’m giving everyone a distraction. (Y/N) is everyone’s distraction.” He says gesturing towards you like a shiny toy. The rest of the group nods in understanding.

The rest of the night is filled with music, jokes, meeting everyone, and many cameras. You were able to introduce yourself properly to the rest of the people there. You met Matt, Heath, Scott, and Joe. They were all extremely nice and took to you as a little sister type. They all felt so comfortable and homey. You then met the girls there; Carly, Erin, and Corinna. You instantly clicked with them. They were a perfect mix of funny, girly, down to earth, but also had a slight edge to them that made them not feel like superficial girls. It was a little surreal hanging out with the vlog squad after doing so much research on them in the plane but you just clicked with them just like you hoped you would.

Slowly one by one people started leaving David’s house to go home. First Corinna, to go stream. Heath next to go back to his girlfriend Mariah. Carly and Erin next to go to their respective apartments and boyfriends. Then Scott and Joe to also go back to their homes and girlfriends. Then lastly, Zane and Matt to go back to the house they shared. When everyone was gone, Natalie showed you to your room, when you did some light unpacking, you went out to the living room to find David on his computer and Natalie lying on the couch scrolling through her phone. You casually sit on the love sac across from them. “So are you guys ready to talk details?” You say trying not to be too forward but wanting to know details because this was, in fact, your job.

Natalie looks over to David and nods. Natalie sits up. “So, the main objective we were hoping to accomplish with hiring you is to distract people from David’s ex relationship for press. Do you know about David and his youtube?” She questions.

You nod. “I did my research during the flight, I have a general idea of who you all are.”

“Okay great! I’m sure you’ll learn smaller things to make the fake relationship more believable as you continue hanging out with us. So we need you to be a subtle affectionate kind of girlfriend. We do have cameras on nearly all the time. So just hang out with David as if you two are best friends and throw in some touches, some kisses on the cheek, overall general closeness. You’ll attend any events he has to do, but we all attend them so it’s not just you alone. You will have to act the part of a lot of the time. How does that sound? Am I scaring you?” She asks concerned.

“No! No no. I’m fine. Just a lot of information at once. I just want to make sure its not weird. I don’t want to make you uncomfortable David.” You said now looking over to David who was still looking at his laptop. “Because I’m completely willing to act the part but obviously we are not actually dating and I don’t want things to be weird.” David is now looking at you. He sighs, pushes his laptop over to the side, and sits closer to Natalie to face you. 

“I don’t think it’ll be weird. I think the only thing I’m hesitant about is that I just don’t know you. I want to know you so I can act normal around you, so I can act like a fake boyfriend. The fans know when I’m doing anything off. They can smell lies through the screen. But if we are actually friends then I think we can fool them, especially since they don’t know you so they haven’t learned to tell when you’re lying.” He smiles softly.

You smile back. “Well I’m an open book! Either of you can ask me anything that will make you feel more comfortable with me.”

David and Natalie look at each other then back at me. “Why are you an escort?” David asks nervously.

You smile solemnly at them. “I’m broke, is the short answer. I went to college for marketing but couldn’t get any job after it. I would apply to every PR firm in Boston and the state but nothing ever happened. I didn’t have the connections I should of made in college. My dad died during my junior year so I was super withdrawn during the prime time for internships and networking. When I finally graduated, I was jobless and homeless. I couch surfed for a while and that’s when I started escorting. I was objectively pretty and I needed money. It was definitely dark at first because I was so desperate for money that I did every job I was offered. When I finally got enough money, I got a tiny studio in Boston, was able to get a shitty deli job, and survive off only doing not sketchy escort gigs every once in a while. This escort job gives me the time to apply and try and catch up on the things I missed out on to further my career. So here I am, pretending to be your fake girlfriend for a job but also the whole social media thing intrigued me. Thought it could help me learn from experience about PR and stuff. Just thought I’d be up front about that.” You finally finish, sighing a long sigh, and looking over their faces. You could tell they were sympathetic but there was no pity in their eyes. You were grateful. “Oh god, enough about my sob story. The real question is, are there actually ghosts that love only Natalie in this house? Because I think that may be a deal breaker.” You say sarcastically.

They both laugh. Natalie nudges you lightly. “You really did do your research.”

The rest of the night is spent getting to know each other. You learn all about them. How they grew up together. David’s start in the social media space. Natalie moving to LA to be his assistant. The empire he has built for himself. In turn they ask you all about yourself. Living in Boston, your family, college, high school, ex boyfriends, your best friend, and your opinions on the most random stuff. That’s definitely something you and David connected on, going on random tangents about the wonders of the universe. You didn’t think anyone else thought like that but here he was. 

It was nearing 3AM and you all needed sleep. They told you they had some plans to film at a friend's house the next day. You left the living room, into your room, excited for the next day. You felt connected to Natalie, David, and even the other vlog squad members in a way you couldn’t explain. It felt like you connected a puzzle piece correctly to the puzzle that is your life. It has been a long time since you felt that way. You drifted off to sleep with a smile on your face.

You woke up to no alarm, just the sound of chatter in the living room. You woke up and got ready for the day. As you walked into the living room you see Natalie talking on the phone, you wave, and make your way over to the kitchen. As you look through the fridge Natalie walks up behind you and says, “Hey, don’t worry about breakfast. I just postmated a bunch off breakfast stuff from IHOP.” You smile, going over to sit at the kitchen island, “sounds great, thank you Nat.”

When the postmates comes in and it set up on the kitchen island is when David decides to come out of his bedroom to eat everything. It’s nice and comfortable eating with them. Some light witty banter, lots of shoving food into mouths by David, and just pure ease as you all eat. The second we finish eating, David wipes his mouth with his sleeve, and says, “Okay! You ready to go” Looking at both Natalie and you. Slightly startled you just nod and within seconds you are in his Tesla riding somewhere. His camera settled in the car so all three of you are shown. You came to the conclusion last night that if a camera was on and near you that you had to play the part. This was your first go, and you were ready to embrace this job for what it was, so you looked at David and smiled sweetly with a look of love for the camera to see. This was the official first day of being David Dobrik’s real fake girlfriend.

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Reputation Tour Movie: Reactions

On the off chance anyone has wanted to know what it’s like to deal with my commentary when I will not shut the fuck up, click that read more to get my Reputation Movie commentary!

Opening

- Taylor is the most extra bitch. I love her.

- Opening video still gives me chills

...Ready For It?

- The strobe lights make this as sometimes irritating to watch as it was live. Which is a pity because I love the performance.

I Did Something Bad

- Will idsb ever not give me chills and murder me?

- I want her to bite me when she snarls

- Her hips. The idiot giraffe is blessed.

- Her vocals

- Fuck Me Up

- The most precious happiest koala😭

- (spots a rep room wristband) lucky bitch

Gorgeous

- I’m So disappointed a step above gorgeous being gorgeous didn’t get immortalized in the tour video

- The assholes (I say out of jealousy) with the triangles. Why didn’t we think of that!

- “And I’m Taylor” Bitch I hope so. I spend so much on your ass.

- Stop looking like that Taylor it makes me feel things

Style

- I get why style made the set list and love the songs but justice for ootw

- That guitar riff gives me ALL THE FEELS

- yes bitch strut! Thank you Karlie Kloss

Love Story

- Aww all the throwback and legacy feels 

- Is it legal not to jump during this song?

- Boop.

- “I keep waiting for you but you never cum” is probably not a problem Taylor has. On either end.

You Belong With Me

- (proceeds to bounce in place because Taylor owns me)

- The parent holding up her daughter is Kristen in the future

Look What You Made Me Do

- The lwymmd pre video is my sexuality

- I want murderess snake queen Taylor to end. my. life.

- Would let her choke me

- I’m the bitch mouthing oh my god

- This is my favourite part of the tour ngl

- THAT SMIRK

- side note: also remember when we thought it was a dragon and not a snake?

- She really snapped and killed a bitch with this song

- THE INTENSITY WENT OFF AND HOW IS PIT NOT LOSING THEIR SHIT

- like mosh or something fuckers

- KARYN!

- I weirdly love the back vocals she recorded for lwymmd. The short “ah”s really make it

- The sass

- A queen

- I’m so gay

- This is why I’m doomed with whoever I date

End Game

- The disappointment Ed never guested on the tour

- The choreo for this is 🔥

- I mean all of it is but her hips

- Her legs are worth every penny of 40 million

- The hand over the face bit is an objectively weird closing move

King Of My Heart

- How do we actually make her America’s queen

- This is the softest song

- I stan komh so hard

- Like I love delicate but this is just as soft. Softer even

- I love I’m getting to see the other half of the choreo because we sat on the left side each time

- Up on the roof with a school girl crush /  Drinking beer out of plastic cups / Say you fancy me not fancy stuff / BABY ALL IT ONCE THIS IS ENOUGH

- This is the closest we’ve come to a poc love interest in anything she’s filmed. Except the End Game MV sort of.

- We didn’t stan the dancers hard enough

- The drums made this tbh

Delicate

- Oh gods I’m not ready for the delicate speech

- I’m the dude who screamed he loved her

- Bless the rainbow dress

- “Shit is that what is was on my wrist? I thought her stalker and taylurking ways had just finally gone to tracking bracelets.”

- (knock at the door) Me, pausing: umm I blocked out this entire 2 hours for our lorde and saviour Taylor Swift???

- (Scott Swift voice) I’m going back into my zone

- The lights are so pretty. No wonder Taylor loves the bracelets

- Bitch we know your unreleased stuff

- Do let’s go/battle as a surprise song and be shook

- 1! 2! 3! LET’S GO BITCH!

- Can you believe she flew right over us

- That little dance. She’s so fucking precious

Shake It Off

- B stage. Remember how she gave invisible to the gays

- And finally played breath

- The only redeeming thing for shake it off is that she made it as gay as she could

-I still wanna know what inspired “my ex man brought his new girlfriend...to the fella over there with the hella good hair” bit

- What did Di do? And who did Taylor hit on? Or is Karlie the one with the hella good hair?

- Giuseppe got down on one knee long before Karlie ever will

Dancing With Our Hands Tied

- How smug was Taylor when her jump to pop worked?

- There must have been so many I told you so’s

- It started raining. The closest I’ll ever come to a rain show.

- I can’t believe she played this song in Nashville with Karlie right there and kept her shit together

- Taylor’s never more magical then when it’s just her and a guitar

- I would give anything and go deep in debt to go to an acoustic show

- This filter was unnecessary and such a call out

- She had one fuck left and it’s name is alliterative All Too Well

- I hope she keeps doing acoustic surprise songs like this next tour. Where it’s a set thing.

- I’m so relieved she approves of lyric tattoos. Like....imagine if she didn’t and I have my entire forearm

- Put down your fucking phones and watch her be magic personified

- Also fuck this song for being so powerful

- The way she sings the bridge

- Now did she really lose the 12 minute version or is it just a little too obvious who it’s about

- Her wink! I’d die

- Is that chick okay? Did she live?

Blank Space

- The crowd walk! I’m still so so fucking endlessly proud

- Look at her!

- My precious angel reclaiming walking through her fans

- How the fuck are these people not dying tho?

- Still want her to hit me in the face with the golf club

- And kick me in the face with her boots

- This is also still my favourite mv

- It was so perfect

- This is also quality choreo. I wouldn’t have made it had it seen it right in front of me

- Gay icons

Dress

- Holy fuck dress is so gay

- Like.....we been knew but still

- This song is why she didn’t dare film in Nashville

- The vocals should be illegal

- Like, they’re NSFL (Not Safe For Lesbians)

- The first time she did that (strip tease thing) and the Nashville show were the best ones

Should Have Said No / Bad Blood

- This is still the most fucking random mash up

- I mean it works and redeems bad blood but wtf

- The person sitting on someone else’s shoulders has to really be pissing off someone else who can’t see

- Aggressive banjo

- Can’t believe she puts on a show and sells like this and Borschetta wouldn’t give her the masters. Idiot

- The dudes dangling are braver than any US Marine

- Instead she negotiated for better artist pay AND her future masters. The Legend jumped out

- I remember watching this the first time and being briefly confused because this sort of drawn out thing is what they normally do for show closing but it was too early

Don’t Blame Me

- Oh fuck here we go

- THIS IS MY FAVOURITE TOUR OUTFIT

- PERIOD

- ACCEPT NO SUBSTITUTES

- this entire fucking performance. No words

- I love all the dude dancers had the blinders like headgear. As if such powerful sapphic love is distinctly not for their consumption

- I have found religion

- I stan a queen

Long Live / New Year’s Day

- I love she knows how many people work on the tour and genuinely appreciates their effort

- I hope this mashup sticks around, at least as the surprise song at the closing show of the next tour

- I’m not crying you’re crying

- Hold on to the memories, they/I will hold onto you is one on my favourite lines she’s written

- Along with with please don’t ever become a stranger whose laugh I could recognize anywhere

- Oh my fucking god stop letting her be this precious

- Remember how fucking loud we were in Denver?

- This is my favourite moment of the entire show - for her. You can tell how much it means to her

- She owns my ass and wallet forevermore

- “I had the time of my life....with you” is a whole emotional mood

- Her quick little thank you 😭

Why She Disappeared

- Oh that’s the first time I’ve heard the echos

- Those boots probably cost more than my life

- This should have been the close or open of the getaway car mv

- Imagine if it shows up in an mv next era. Starts with a car on a pink x

Getaway Car

- The 1989 neon is an interesting choice

- Is that the shift to pop being a getaway or the close of the 1989 era being one? (More thoughts on this later)

- Hits you like a shotgun shot to the Heart is a fucking amazing line

- I loved that bit straight away

- I can lowkey see getaway car being about switching labels tbh

- This last album maybe IS the getaway car (more, again, later)

Call It What You Want

- Ciwyw is one on my favourite love songs of hers

- Trust him like NO OTHER was right at her fingertips

- Who the fuck would say no to running away with her?

- I would let her RUN ME OVER, running away WITH her? Fuck yes

We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together / This Is Why We Can't Have Nice Things

- WANEGBT/TIWWCHNT is a brilliant mash up

- But fucking ridiculous to type

- “But I’m not the friend you’ve lost lately” is the shadiest fucking line and I love it

- I’m disappointed we never got video of her recording “cause forgiveness is a nice thing to do”. I can only imagine the sass and snark

- “Taylor the mic is picking up you muttering ‘fucking prick’. You need to record it again.”

- “.....Taylor, muttering ‘backstabbing motherfucker’ isn’t any better. Maybe try it without the muttering?”

- The mouthed “I love you guys” ❤😭

- They’re not showing people collecting confetti? How unrealistic.

- Oh, there they are.

- “The words are all the same over and over again and I know that’s my fault....” still funny as hell

- “What’s a 767?” What’s it like to have that kind of money?

- Will pay to watch Taylor skip through a stadium

In conclusion: Taylor owns me. Kristen puts up with a lot from me. And I can’t wait for the next chapter.

[closetofanxiety]

Show Review: Constitution State Wrestling

Last night,  I went down to beautiful Groton, Conn. (”The Nuclear Submarine Capital of the World”) with Mark, Mike, and Joel to see a show put on by an indie promotion that was totally new to us. It was, in many ways, a prototypical Local Indie Experience. Let’s count the ways:

National Anthem

This, in many ways, is the earliest and most significant sign that you’re attending a Local Indie as opposed to a National (For Lack of a Better Term) Indie (the national anthem might be played before a Shindie, too, but that’s another subject entirely). Local indies always make everyone stand up for the national anthem, national indies do not. The local indie maintains, at least in vestigial form, a connection to the idea that this is a sporting event, and sporting events begin with the anthem. In this case, the anthem was a pre-recorded instrumental track, but people clapped after it was over anyway.

Public Venue

Unlike a National Indie, which will be in a bar or a rock club or a private fraternal organization’s event hall or a Catholic church with an absurdly Catholic name (New York City national indies only), the Local Indie show will take place in a high school gym or a town hall or a rec center or some other building they can get with a discounted rental fee because of political connections. In this case: Ella T. Grasso Technical High School, a magnificent example of 1970s brutalist school architecture. It was an air-conditioned gym, though, which you wouldn’t expect on the Connecticut shoreline, so kudos to the Constitution State Wrestling folks for that choice.

Advertising and Local Celebs

It’s not a Local Indie without a program, and this show had a program listing the entire card, providing some detail on the two main events (there can be only one main event in reality but whatever) and listing all the local sponsors of the show. As a bonus, there were also signs leading to the venue that just said “Wrestling” with an arrow pointing vaguely in the direction of the school. I cherish these signs of Local Indiedom! There was also a woman from a rock radio station on hand, whose duties were limited to introducing herself and then, later, introducing the women’s match. It’s not a Local Indie without an appearance from a random local celeb: TV meteorologists, disc jockeys, mayors, and others are all perfectly acceptable. 

At Least One Wrestler Who’s in the Military

In our case, that was “The Soldier of God” Ronnie Ribbs, which is absolutely one of the best Local Indie names I’ve ever heard in my life. Ronnie Ribbs! “Soldier of God” is a little weird, though. Kind of a Taliban vibe there. Also, since that’s a lot of verbiage to put on your ring gear, that meant Ronnie Ribbs had the acronym “SOG” on the seat of his red, white, and blue trunks which, if you didn’t know what it stood for, could be a little embarrassing. Anyway, he was introduced as a soldier in the U.S. Army, always good for a patriotism pop at a Local Indie. Groton, though, is a Navy town, and when Ribbs was rolled up by opponent “Sensational” Scott Levesque with help from cheating heel manager “High Class” Rich Bass, a guy behind me said, “Just one more reason the Army sucks at everything.” 

Event Name That is Not a Cool Pop Culture Reference

Constitution State actually fell down on the job here, as this event did not appear to have a name at all. But a key distinction between a Local Indie and a National Indie is that the latter will usually go with some impenetrable hip pop culture reference (or, worse, just use numbers for each show, like they’re the UFC), whereas local indies are still committed to calling things, like, “Final Showdown” and “Summer Smash Up” and “Brattleboro Brawl” (Brattleboro local indies only) and, of course, “SEASON’S BEATINGS.” 

Random Ex-WWE/F Guy

In this case, that role was filled by Gangrel, who really should be getting some of the indie wrestling nerd attention being lavished on PCO. Gangrel is a blast to see live; he gets insanely into it, and takes bumps that are ridiculously bad ideas for a man of his age. He was in the main event here, and the crowd was pretty exhausted by the time it started, but he got them right back into what was really kind of a straightforward brawl with southern New England bad guy Trigga the OG, accompanied, of course, by evil schemer “High Class” Rich Bass, who I’ve never seen before. The crowd was NUTS for Gangrel. When he won, the pop was huge, although it was slightly disappointing that only Joel chanted “Fang and bang! Fang and bang!” Gangrel loved that though. He pointed to Joel and did the throat-cross-into-the-hook-’em-horns thing. 

Local Wrestling Academy Students’ Match

Often, this is a battle royal, but thank God that was not the case here. Instead, we saw Matt Taven trainees Joey Bones and Todd Harris, the latter working a “rich prick from Newport” gimmick. Both guys were decent, show real promise, and, notably, had really good gear. Invest in yourselves, aspiring wrestlers! You’ll stand out from the pack. 

A Comedy Match That Isn’t Funny

I like comedy wrestling. I know lots of people don’t, but that’s why they make different kinds of ice cream. However, there’s a Chuck Taylor/Orange Cassidy comedy match, and then there’s a Local Indie comedy match, which is basically like a Three Stooges short mixed with some inexplicable Attitude Era flourishes. In this case, it was the awesomely-named Necromancer (short, stout guy with Papa Shango face paint and no apparent ability to speak to the dead) vs. 2Buff w/ The Buffdad, a legitimate father and son duo whose gimmick is that they are not, in fact, buff, but that they constantly do that thing where they put their hands behind their heads and swivel their hips, kind of like a Chippendale dancer would do on an episode of “Designing Women.” Laughs were notably absent, at least from the four of us. Mercifully, this match was broken up by James Ellsworth, who was booked as a random ex-WWE guy but is now, once again, an actual WWE guy. What must he have thought, staring out at the 250 or so people in a high school gym, knowing that in three nights he’ll be facing Asuka on live national television in front of maybe 12,000 people. Anyway, Ellsworth issued an open challenge, and another classic Local Indie thing happened: some loud music hit, and a guy walked out to answer the challenge, but instead of the “Oh shit you gonna get it NOW” reaction from the crowd, there was puzzlement, as no one knew who the challenger was. It didn’t help that he looked like just A Dude in red basketball shorts and a white t-shirt. Later we would learn that he is Wildman Kongo and he would go on to have a bad match with James Ellsworth in front of a tired crowd.

Excitable Fans

Hot crowd, especially before the intermission! At the start of the lone tag team bout, which pitted Brutal Bob Evans and “Tough Tim” against two guys called Riot City’s Most Wanted who looked like indie wrestlers circa 2003, one young fan became so enraged at the heels that he jumped the rail, the first time I think I’ve ever seen that at a show. He was about 11, though, and his friends quickly pulled him back over, so we were spared the sight of Brutal Bob having to PROTECT THE BUSINESS by breaking a child’s jaw. Local indie fixture the Fogman was also there. He’s not really excitable, necessarily, but he’s a fan. We talked to him during intermission and, I mean, he’s an OK guy. He’s his own biggest fan, but what’s so bad about a little self-confidence?

A “Ladies’ Match”

Never a women’s match or just “a match,” on a Local Indie it’s always a LADEEEEES MATCH, the segregation compounded here by having the radio station woman do the only thing she did all night by announcing the competitors, Isana and Jawsolyn. The regular ring announcer was a rockabilly guy, complete with Rev. Horton Heat necktie and suede shoes. He was fine. Isana is a big lass but mobile and specializes in suplays, while Jawsolyn’s gimmick is that she is a shark. That should have gone over better in a coastal town, but people were mostly politely indifferent to this match which, in fairness, was slow and clunky. 

One National Indie-Caliber Match

Increasingly, the people who promote and book Local Indies are fans of national indie wrestling, or Japanese wrestling, or British wrestling, or what have you. In this, their tastes diverge from those of their fanbase, which mostly consists of normal, blue collar Americans who just want a fun night out instead of weirdos arguing about BOLA lineups on Reddit all night or people who will slash your tires if you so much as say a disparaging word against Kenneth Omega. To try to satisfy their own creative longings, the promoters and bookers usually put one match on the card that could be on the card of a PWG show or Beyond show or AAW show or whatever. This is normally received by the Local Indie crowd with the same quiet endurance 205 Live is received by WWE crowds, but tonight was an exception. Matt Cross and JT Dunn, meeting for only the second time ever, had a tear-down-the-house 20-minute match that had the good blue collar people of America’s Nuclear Submarine Heartland going absolutely nuts and bananas. This was, indeed, a great match, one of the best I’ve seen all year: neither guy worked heel, but both of them wrestled as though they were actually trying to win an athletic competition, which is rarer than it should be in pro wrestling. Dunn dominated the first half of the match by keeping Cross on the ground and softening him up with wear-down holds to try and create openings for hard strikes. In the second half, Cross was finally able to take to the air, and made his spectacular offense seem credible and devastating. There were, by my count, three “This is awesome” chants, a “Both these guys” chant, and a “Fight forever” chant. People LOVED this match. YOU SEE, VINCE? PEOPLE ACTUALLY LIKE WRESTLING WHEN ok I’m not going to start with that. But it was nice to see a normal American wrestling crowd go nuts for a match that would not be out of place in Reseda or wherever the hell PWG shows are now. 

[golddaggers]

pick me, choose me, love me

*requested

pairings: stiles stilinski x reader;

a/n: so, this was requested and I loved writing this. might have been way too inspired me. not that it matters. haha anyway, I hope you like this!

word count: 2,3k+

It is funny, now that I come to think about, how our perspectives of love change when we get old enough to understand the way life works. As kids, we often imagine that we’ll soon find “the one”, that we’ll both fall in love with each other right away and live happily ever after. Perhaps it’s because the novels, the movies… They only show the pretty side of it. They don’t tell you how much it hurts when we have a broken heart. How you feel so empty and hopeless. And how it takes almost forever to get over it. Above all, we are never expecting to be rejected.

I was never the naive kind of girl; maybe because I watched my parents splitting up at a tender age and their nonstop fighting. Probably why I used to think that love was a big fat lie; I couldn’t get myself to believe such thing existed, but then I met him. Stiles Stilinski. Also known as my neighbour. It happened a few months ago, when my mother broke the news we would be moving again. Due to her job, I lived in a whole bunch of cities throughout my childhood, so I was sort of used to it. Okay, back to the story. We made a quick trip to get some informations, my school application done and everything. It was a rather fun day. At the end, we went to our new house; it was the first time I saw him.

Stiles looked so cute that late afternoon; his hair was tousled, clothes wrinkled, it seemed obvious to me that he was worried about something. Then, as if he knew I was staring, his brown eyes glared at me, an eyebrow cocked, a puzzled trait scrunching his face. I waved shyly and he smiled at me, waving back. I never believed in love at first sight, or love at all, but I won't deny I felt nervous under that small gesture.

Days later, when I was already settled in, he swung by my place to introduce himself and offer a recently baked pie. A welcome treat. I remember I was so excited I even asked him to come inside, eat a slice with me. I was never this excited about someone previously. Stilinski quickly accepted my proposal, joining me at the small kitchen table. We talked like crazy that day; I found out he liked Star Wars just as much as I did and that he wasn't scared nor felt threatened by my witty remarks. Rather, he responded to them quite at the same level. I unconsciously knew I wanted him in my life; it was weird, sure, yet it appeared right to me.

More time passed.

In the meanwhile, the both of us became inseparable friends, always laughing, talking… We shared a strong connection. Like I had never had with anyone else before. Plus, Stiles was probably the only one who managed to get me out of my shell and for that I was incredibly thankful. Growing up with no siblings whilst travelling all the time, I never bonded with anyone, so I was very scared when he asked if I wanted to meet his friends as well. Nonetheless, it all faded away fastly. Scott and Liam were perfect gentlemen to me, squeezing me in tight hugs whenever we bumped into each other. The girls (Malia, Kira and Allison) also were happy for me to be joining their group. According to them, the gorgeous brown haired man had been through a lot and my presence had really lightened up his mood.

I recall being struck with a fuzzy feeling upon knowing that, because he had made me feel better about myself too. And, coming from a person who barely had relationships with other people, it was huge thing.

This being said, it wasn’t a surprise that we started dating a little while after. Stiles was so adorable asking me if he could take me on a real date that I wasn’t able to say no. I wouldn’t even if I could. Perhaps it was when I finally realised I didn’t see him as a big brother any longer; to be honest, I don’t know if I ever did.

However, as it must be obvious by now, there was one important detail Stiles failed to let me know: he had a girlfriend. Well, technically they weren’t together: about six months ago, Lydia Martin, it was the girlfriend’s name, travelled to another country in an exchange program and, or so Allison told me, she and the brown haired boy decided it was best if they broke things off while she was gone. Alli told me he was left utterly heartbroken, because Stilinski had been love with her ever since he was a little boy. She was, apparently, the love of his life.  

There is something about being in love with someone the novels never tell, one day they will break your heart. No matter how long it takes, someday it will happen. I just never thought it would hurt so much. To hear that Stiles loved someone that wasn’t me… It shattered my heart. I wanted him to love me, to be with me! Not some girl who ditched him. Nevertheless, this wasn’t my choice to make and I definitely didn’t want to be between such a complicated relationship, which was why I firmly told him that I was out of whatever we had. I couldn’t stand being the second one. Not when I knew the extension of his love towards her.

The honey eyed boy tried to argue, to say something, but I could see clearly that he wasn’t sure about who to pick. Thus I convinced myself I was right on ending everything. I stormed out of his place and we haven’t spoke in almost two weeks. The first couple of days Stiles tried calling, texting, yet, I was so stubborn that, despite the ache I was in, I refused to answer. Now, on the other hand, I appeared to have lost all my dignity, because I was standing outside his home, fingers toying with steering wheel.

Last night I stayed up late thinking about how I didn’t want be the kind of person who doesn’t fight for what they want. I loved him. More than I thought could love someone. And I knew he loved me too, even if it wasn’t as much as he loved Lydia. Nonetheless, I needed to try. I couldn’t live in the ‘what if’ section. It would drive me nuts.

Taking a deep breath, I finally gathered enough courage to walk out of my car and head to his home. The darkness made it easier to see the lights on in the living room, meaning that he was there indeed; once standing in front of his door, I gave two weak knocks, my hands getting sweaty with anticipation. While I waited, my mind wandered on how weird it was that I was no nervous around the person that used to make me feel at such ease previously.

“Dad, did you forget your keys again?” Stilinski mumbled in a semi laugh afore his traits got soaked in shock. “Y/N? What are you doing here?”

“I-I came to talk, if that’s okay with you.”

“Yeah, I guess.” He pulled away, opening a brief space for me to get inside. “Come in, please.”

I walked inside quietly, glaring at the carpeted ground as if it would help me feel less anxious. It didn't. My heart still pounded harshly against my ribcage and I could feel the sweat dripping down my back. This conversation clearly would be easy; I could sense the tension coming from him. I sort of understood, though, because the last time we talked, I was smooth or polite. Oh boy.

Stiles shut the door closed and we went to his living room together, in an overwhelming silence he didn’t bother to break. Once both of us were comfortably sat in the couch, at a considerable distance, I must say, I finally gathered enough courage to look at him. My ex-boyfriend hadn’t changed much, but, once you get to know someone so deeply as I knew him, you sort of notice the small details about their actions. For example, he was anxiously tugging at the hem of his shirt, leg shaking… The brown haired boy never learnt how to disguise his emotions. I smiled weakly at the thought.

“What do you want from me?” He finally questioned, eyes pierced on mine. “I honestly-”

“Shut up.” I blurted out, straightening out my position. “I’m going to talk now and I don’t want to be interrupted, are we clear?”

“Do I have another choice?”

“No.”

“Alright then. Be my guest.”

“So… I know I said I didn’t want to be in a complicated relationship and that I didn’t want to split you and your soulmate apart. Allison told me your whole story… I felt so bad, you know? To get in between that. But, shit, I can’t lie to myself. I can’t pretend that I don’t love you, because I do. So much. These days we spent apart only made me realise I don’t want to give you up. Not ever.” Taking a deep breath, I placed my palm on his knee, our eyes connected in an intense gaze. “So pick me, choose me, love me!”

“Y/N… I wish I could give you a solid answer, but I-I…”

“Look, Stiles, I don’t want to pressure you or anything, I came here just to let you know it isn’t over for me. What we had… I never had it with anyone before and I’m not willing to let it go without fighting.” The honey eyed man sighed and glared at me, resting his warm hand above mine. “Tell me you’ll think about it before deciding to get back with her.”

“God I have thought about it. Ever since the day I watched you leave, I have been going crazy about this; Pondering wether I should choose the one I loved my entire life or the one who helped me glue my pieces together and showed me you can love someone out the blue. I love you and her deeply, which is why I don’t know.”

“The question is: who do you love the most?”

Before I stood up, I leant in to plant a kiss on his cheek and, without giving him a chance to reply, I disappeared through his front door, more hopeful than I was when I parked outside.

A week had gone by since I last saw him. It was weird how much I was expecting to hear an answer; every time my phone buzzed, I hoped it was him calling or sending me a text. Yet, Stiles had not contacted me, which caused me to think that he probably chose her instead of me. Hell I cried. Every single night I hid my face against the pillows to muffle my sobs so my mother wouldn’t worry.

Being in love with him had ruined me in ways I couldn’t describe perfectly. Nonetheless, I also couldn’t stop my life out of it, therefore I decided to focus on school, which was why I was currently sitting in my living room’s couch with a laptop resting on my crossed legs. I had a literature essay due tomorrow but I hadn’t had any luck so far.

Sighing, I opted to go to the kitchen and make myself some coffee, it would perhaps help me to focus more. However, afore I could even get there, I heard the bell ringing, announcing the arrival of someone.

“Who is it?” I shouted, swiftly changing my course’s route.  “Huh?”

“It’s me, Y/N, Stiles.”

“Wait a minute, I'm coming!”

The mole speckled boy was standing in front of my door looking cute as ever: he had his hair all dishevelled, his clothes were a bit torn and his breathing was a bit ragged. If I didn’t know any better I’d say Stiles had run to my place.  

“Are you okay?”

“Yes.” Stilinski nodded. “I just needed to talk to you.”

“Okay.” A smirk pulled up my lips. “Come inside, I was about to make some coffee. Would you like a cup?”

“Yeah, sure.”

He smiled and, after I sealed the door, we went to kitchen, where I started prepping the bitter liquid I liked so much. Stiles simply stood close to me, supporting his elbow on the marble countertop. A couple minutes later, I handed him one white mug whilst sipping at mine, the bitterness comfortable on my tongue.

“What do own the honour of your presence?”

“I finally decided.” The boy whispered, his honey orbs liquid when they met mine. “I know the answer to your question.”

“Do you?”

“Yeah…” Placing the cup inside the sink, he caged me against it, hands cupping my cheeks. “It's you.”

Not giving a second thought on what I was about to do, I shortened the space between us and smashed my lips against his, absorbing the recent coffee taste impregnated on his mouth. Boy I had missed this. The way his pink lips pressed softly on mine or how his hands wandered to my hips, thumbs massaging the region. I missed him altogether.

Awhile later, we were forced to break the kiss for we still needed to breathe. Stiles glued our foreheads, his upturned nose poking mine slightly, eliciting a low giggle to fall from my lips.

“I'll always choose you, Y/N.”

“Don't make promises that are hard to keep, Mr. Stilinski.”

“No, but I mean it.” His palm went back up to my face, digits brushing the tender flesh. “I love you more than I had imagined I did. And I'm sorry it took so long for me to realise that.”

“Well, baby, I love you too.” Smiling, I pecked his lips again. “I’m glad you realised it in time.”

“Now can we make up for the time lost upstairs? Preferably in your bedroom? In your bed? Or the floor if you're into it. Or-”

“Stiles!” My eyes were widened as I laughed.

“What? Don't tell me you weren't thinking of it.”

“Yeah, yeah. Sure.”

Grasping my wrist, he led me upstairs and, with each step we took, I couldn't help but feel whole again.

[just-jordie-things]

I Should’ve Tried Harder - Stiles Stilinski

word count: 2027 summary: you may have pushed stiles away, but he couldn’t stay gone for long warnings: implied emotional abuse, swearing, not my best writing tbh

“y/n?” When Stiles opened his front door, he was absolutely surprised to see you standing there.  In fact, he would’ve expected to see Jackson Whittemore before seeing you, and he was living in London.

“H-hi” You choked a little, and looked away from his big whiskey colored eyes, opting to stare down at his feet instead.  Stiles stepped out of the way of the door, silently asking you inside, but you shook your head.  “No, no uh, um” Your fingers began to tangle together, wringing around in awkward positions and when he noticed this, he came outside.

“Let’s go on a drive” Stiles said.  You gave him a funny look, your mouth opening and closing a few times.

“But it’s already eleven” You told him, but he shrugged, opening up the passenger door for you before walking around to the driver’s side.  You got in the car anyways, not wanting to argue with him.

“It’s better to drive at night” Stiles said to you.  You nodded, buckling in your seat belt and anxiously looking around while he pulled out of the driveway.  “So, y/n… how’ve… how’ve you been?” He asked nervously as he began driving on the road, out of his neighborhood.  You gave the boy a bored look, letting him get a good look at the bags under your eyes, how your skin had paled and how light you looked.

“How does it look like I’ve been?” You asked, not in an accusatory tone, but a tired, and quiet one.  Stiles frowned, looking at the road again.

“What’d Donovan do this time?”

Donovan.  Your boyfriend, or more recently, ex boyfriend.  You’d been with him a little over three months, and had taught yourself how to be happy with him.  At least while the boy who truly had your heart was off busy falling in love with your banshee friend.  You’d actually managed to make it work with him, for the first month.  After that, he started... changing you, and anyone with eyes could see it.  He tore you away from your friends, more specifically, Stiles.  After all the trouble that Stiles’ father had gotten Donovan into, he began resenting the Stilinski family.  But at the time, you were so heart broken by Stiles that you gladly cut him out of your life.

“We’re not together anymore” You whispered out meekly.  Stiles nodded, having already figured that much, but didn’t say anything about it.  You looked out the window, watching passing trees as more stars became visible in the sky.

“y/n?” Stiles called softly after a few minutes.  You hummed, hesitantly turning back to see his eyes flickering between you and the road.  “I’m sorry” You leaned your head against the back of the seat, offering him the best smile you could muster, which was pretty weak but you tried.

“It’s alright Stiles, he was a dick, I knew that” You told him, closing your eyes peacefully.

“No, well yes I’m sorry about that but I’m sorry about-about not being there for you.  When you needed me, I left you” Your eyes opened again, staring at him intently.

“Stiles you didn’t… I was the one who left.  I abandoned you so I didn’t-” You stopped, licking your lips and trying to think of a good enough reason to tell him that wasn’t the truth.  “I left you” You said with a defeated sigh.  “It was my fault, and I’m sorry I did I-I never should’ve” Stiles was quiet, his eyes on the road and his hands gripping the wheel as he focused on driving.

“Yeah well I should’ve tried harder” He murmured.  You closed your eyes again, a gentle smile falling on your lips as you rested for the rest of the ride.

Stiles tapped on your shoulder when he parked, unbuckling his seatbelt and rushing out of the Jeep so that he could open your door for you.  You stepped out, and decided last minute to take the hand that he’d extended out to you.  Even as you closed the door and walked off with him, your fingers stayed intertwined. Neither one of you wanted to let go.

You looked around, admiring the woods that Stiles had brought you to, even though you’d been there countless times before.  You and Stiles used to come here all the time, most of the time you were searching for that stupid tree stump of a Nemeton, but you still enjoyed the view.  Even if it was a little creepy at night.

Was.  You weren’t the same scared little girl anymore.

“So why’d you bring me here?” You asked, and Stiles looked over at you, a half smirk half smile set on his lips.

“Because this is where our spot is” He said softly, and you felt yourself physically swoon as you smiled up at him.

You continued your walk quietly, and close together.  Your arms brushing and your hands still linked.  You really didn’t want to let go of him this time.

You didn’t want to let him go again.

After a while of walking, Stiles led you off somewhere you hadn’t been before, but trusted him enough to let him take you.  It was a short distance before he stopped, giving you a view of the Beacon Hills Lake, which had many names but was eventually just stuck with the town’s label.  Your lips parted as you stared at the water that reflected the moon’s light.

“Wow… Stiles..” He released your hand, and you nearly complained about the cold but didn’t want him to think too much of it so you kept your mouth shut, and walked up closer to the bank.  Stiles stuffed his hands into his pockets, staying back and letting you fall in love with the sight for the first time.  He’d been here probably a hundred times since you’d left him, and every time he came all he could think about was how beautiful you’d find it.  And he was right.

“I’m uh.. I’m glad you like it” He finally walked up to you, rubbing the back of his head as he stood next to you, both your eyes set on the pretty view.

“I love it Stiles” You whispered, not looking away.  “It’s just what I needed” You told him before sitting down, propping your knees up and laying your arms over them.  Stiles sat next to you, and finally decided to ask the question that’s been eating at him all night.

“So what happened tonight that finally made you leave him?” He asked bluntly, turning to look at you.  He saw your jaw set, and your eyes harden but you didn’t face him.

“He broke into my house” You said, in your professional voice.  The one that Stiles had only ever heard you use when Allison died, and you had to tell the police ‘what had happened’.  It was the voice you used when the truth hurt so much that it would make it crack.  He knew you didn’t like being, or sounding weak.

“It’s just us” Stiles whispered, scooting over closer to you, but you still didn’t look at him.

“He was armed, some kind of pistol I wouldn’t know the name of” Your tone was the same, but now Stiles was beginning to boil.

“He came to your house.  With a gun.” His teeth gritted as he spoke, but you just nodded.

“Told me I needed to cut off the McCall pack all together.  Not just you.  That Lydia hated him, that Scott hated him, everyone” You closed your eyes for a short moment, trying to take in a deep breath without him noticing.  But of course he did.  “Said it was them or him” Stiles smiled to himself, his rage simmering down a little.

“You picked us?” He asked softly, raising his hand where it was planted on the ground,just a little bit, about to reach for yours when you finally turned to him.

“I told him to get the fuck out of my house before I called the police” You stated, blinking once.  “I’d already called your Dad, he was already on his way” Stiles’ face fell, realizing now why his father had rushed out of the house without a word earlier, and Stiles had known, he’d known that he should’ve just gone with his father like he usually did, but he had decided to stay home.

“I-I should’ve been there” Stiles said angrily, but towards himself.  You stayed looking at him, and the expression that you built, began to crumple.  The tears welling in your eyes and a small sniffle of your nose.

“There was nothing you could’ve done, he- he didn’t hurt me-”

“Maybe not physically” Stiles said, his voice a venom as he stared at you, rage visible in his eyes.  “But y/n… y/n this” He gestured towards you.  “This isn’t normal, you shouldn’t have had to push us, push me away! You shouldn’t have to hide this from me, anything from me at all y/n I’m your best friend I care about you, I care about what’s best for you and this isn’t it-”

“Stiles that’s not why I left you” You choked out, a tear slipping off of your lashes and onto your cheeks.  He stopped yelling, stopped talking, stopped moving altogether.

His anger and frustration was completely gone as he saw the small sign of emotion from you.  You’d never cried, never whimpered or showed any sort of despair towards him.  He shuffled towards you, reaching out and holding your face in his hands, wiping away the tears and staring at you with an aching feeling in his chest.

“I left because I was afraid you were falling in love with Lydia” You told him, looking down at the grass while wrapping your small hands over his wrists.  Stiles’ brows furrowed as he tried to figure out what you were saying.

“In love with-? y/n she was an elementary school crush I’d already had my eyes set on you so-” Stiles stopped, snapping his mouth shut when he realized what he’d just admitted.

“You wh- wha-what? O-on me?” You stammered out, and Stiles sighed, closing his eyes and thinking through his mistake.  Your parted lips began to tug into a smile as you leaned in closer, the tip of your nose rubbing over his.  “Did you mean that?” You asked, your hands still on his wrists, his palms still on your cheeks.  “Stiles?”

“Yes” He muttered before pulling you closer and slamming your lips against his, not being able to take it any longer, and passionately slanting his lips over yours.  A small moan died in the back of your throat as your hands released his arms to thread into his hair.  His own arms dropped to wrap around your waist, picking you up just slightly to pull you onto his lap.  Your knees setting on either side of his hips in the soft grass as you held onto him, you were practically just hugging each other, your searing kisses turning slow, and gently placed.

“Why didn’t you just tell me?” You whispered, lips brushing over his as you opened your eyes, meeting his whiskey colored ones.

“I wanted to, I was going to, but then you and Donovan-”

“God shut up” You mumbled, kissing him again, sweetly and longingly and a muffled ‘hmph’ came from Stiles as he hummed against your mouth.  “Don’t ever mention him again” You told Stiles in a scold.

“Can I talk about beating the shit out of him?” You giggled softly, running your fingers through his hair as you looked at him adoringly.

“I love you” You whispered, and he smiled, completely forgetting about Donovan as he looked into your eyes.

“I love you more” He said, pulling you closer so your chest was against his.  “And I’m not leaving you, and I’m sure as hell never letting you leave me, ever again, okay?” You nodded, fingers tracing over his cheeks and connecting the constellations of miles and freckles.

“Okay” You whispered, and it sounded more like a promise than a word.

But you both kept that promise.

sorry for this piece shit

xoxo ~ jordie

[christinegphillips]

Live In The Dream With The Law Of Attraction

Can you really “live in the dream”? This is a little bit different than the classic “living in the dream” quote. The way I see it, is that people always say sarcastically I’m living the dream, but what I am talking about is making all your dreams come true. Do you believe it is possible to live in the dream?

You probably think it is all a loads of codswallop to be honest I am guessing, but guess what, it isn’t. Because there are some natural things out there called manifestation and the laws of attraction that help you find the secret to life. I bet you are even more mystified now aren’t you?

Well what if I said it was possible to close your eyes and dream of what you wanted in life and it would come true. Would you believe that was possible? Yeah I thought so probably not you’re saying to yourself. So I think I am going to have to twist your arm a little on this one aren’t I?

Live in the dream – Photo by Karyme França from Pexels

There is such a thing called lucid dreaming and you can take control of your dreams and consequently your destiny in life. Now what if I said to you that life was a little like the matrix, apart from you controlled your own destiny in life through your thinking and dream patterns and you control the outcome of everything that happens in your life. Would you think that was weird?

It is easily explained in a way. Have you ever had deja vu? Where you feel as if you have been somewhere before? Well this is likely that you have lived in the dream and that is what you are feeling and seeing at this point in time. You see every thought you have is your thought – no one else is in your head, so you control your own emotions. Which means you have the power to get upset or not by people, you have the power to work hard or not, you have the power to be in a good or bad mad, you have the power to do well in life or not. But that power does below to you and you control it.

I have manifested loads of things in my life through spending just 30 minutes a day lucid dreaming and visioning what I want in life. Surprisingly enough when you do this enough and concentrate on what you want, it generally tends to come into your life. It might not be the exact thing you were looking for, but it does come.

You can literally use these techniques to obtain anything you want in life, money, jobs, love and you better believe it because it is so real. Let me give you an example to get you started. My ex wife just turned around and said she didn’t want me anymore, no reason, no arguing or anything. Just wanted me to get on my way.

Now I like being in a relationship, I love being with someone and having a soulmate in life. So after some months and we had separated I decided to think about what I wanted in life. I sat in my conservatory one night and wrote down exactly what I wanted in my next partner.

It was completely the opposite to what I had previously and went a little like this, must be over 5.5, slim, into fitness, caring, kind, funny, nice legs, attractive, can do the splits, must love children, will adore me and must be my wonder women.

Now I did have to do something to get this and that was by living in the dream and visioning her coming my life, well I also joined a dating site as well so my chances of meeting someone was higher than expected anyway. Then I met a couple of women who just lied on their profile, not cool to be honest, so I blew them off.

One day I sent a message to this one lady who took my eye. We got talking and we met up and jeez she just blew me away. I never really thought that true love was a thing until I saw her. Afterwards we just got on so well and had such a life that 18mths down the line we are now married. Now your probably thinking yeah but how did you turn that dream into reality right?

Well the thing was I told my wife about me doing this and that I thought the law of attraction and living in the dream as all something that I practiced. I don’t tell everyone because some people just think you are bonkers. She then told me that had also been practicing manifestation as well and when I told her about the Wonder Women thing, she took out her car keys and she had a Wonder Women key ring she carried around to give her courage, how crazy is that and she was 5.5, she was attractive, she loves my kids, she is beautiful and she can even do the splits. So I got everything I wanted.

So how can you live in the dream too and manifest your wants and desires? Check out my tips below for info

My Top Tips On Living In The Dream

Spend 30 mins a day dreaming – Whether you believe in god, the law of attraction, or the universe. It does not matter. When you consistently sit down and concentrate on what you want in life, it gives you purpose and direction and you will naturally head towards these things in your life. So it is imperative that if you want more in life that you spend 30 minutes a day just living in your dream and seeing and feeling what you want in life and telling the universe what you want.

Write your goals down on paper – It is always best to write down exactly what you want in life on paper. Then before bed time or your time to manifest through lucid dreaming as you will be better able to see the vision in your mind. If you have trouble sleeping at night or have bad dreams. This is also a great way to refocus your mind on something positive to fall a sleep to by reading it a few times prior to putting your head on the pillow.

Believe that this is real – Despite what people say or poo poo the idea of this working. Believe in it yourself, when you close your eyes with 100% consistency believe that you are going to receive these things and you will. Have you ever been thinking of someone and that minute they have called you? Yes we all have and there are probably many more instances I am sure you can think of that you thought about something and it has happened too.

Always take your first decision – Have you ever had to do something and you have thought about it too much and therefore either put yourself off doing something or something has gone wrong as a result of it. I bet you have without even realizing it. Things like you go out in the car and question which way you should go because you might hit traffic, if you start getting worried you are going to hit traffic, you generally do. Whereas if you just jump straight in the car and go without questioning yourself, you will probably get there without bumping into traffic. These are the things in our lives that show sometimes our thoughts also drive the direction it takes and the bumps along the way.

Take problems as challenges – So many of us get irate when things happen to us. Someone says something bad, a bill arrives, there’s a problem with the car, the boiler breaks down. Well when you take these things and just live in the dream, you will find that the solution pops into your mind and resolves the problem in it’s own right. Try it next time you something goes wrong, take a moment or two and come back to it later with a clear mind and you will find that you think about things logically and the problem won’t bother you as much as it did in the first place.

Enjoy dreaming – It really is great for the mind and the spirit when you sit down and close your eyes with a passion for what you want in life. You can dream about anything, the big house you want, the great job your going to have, the perfect beach holiday, the best kids. It is so much more fun than just closing your eyes and thinking of all the problems you have. So take time out of the day and if you can try and get into meditation also which will help you to make your dreams more vivid and lifelike.

Frequently asked questions about living in the dream

What does live in the dream in? – Check out everything I have said above and then realize that wishes and dreams do come true. When you concentrate on what you want and can see exactly what you want in your dreams, your mind will naturally navigate to wanting and needing these things in your life and your path will change to achieve them. So it is a combination of manifesting, the universe delivering and you working towards them in the first place that will bring you what you want.

Who coined the phrase living the dream? – James Truslow Adams

How do you live your dream life? – You do everything you can to find your meaning in life and live with purpose and live a fulfilled life. This means getting off your bum, putting a plan together on what you want, dreaming and manifesting about it and then heading towards it. You can dream and the universe will show you the path, but you still have to walk it.

What can I say instead of living the dream? – Living a fulfilled life is a great way of explaining the same thing, as it means you are content with your life and happy that you have achieved everything you have wanted to.

So there you have it they are my thoughts of living in the dream and making your wishes come true. It may sound mysterious but when you live life with a plan, work hard, be kind, give love and just do your damn hardest with a goal to achieve you will get there. It all starts with dreaming and visualizing it in the first place.

I put together my transformation program to help you get there too. I filmed it when I was at my lowest but picking myself up to the live the life of my dreams too. So if you need some encouragement on how to be happier in life day to day please do come and join me at https://changeyourlifeforever.co.uk

In the meantime I wish you all the very best in your future Scott

Live In The Dream With The Law Of Attraction published first on https://changeurlifeforever.blogspot.com/

[unbreakablejemmasimmons]

Dear Yuletide Writer,

Thanks for signing up for this superfun exchange! This is the fourth year I’ve participated now, and I’ve always enjoyed it-- I hope you do, too.

Below you’ll find the following:

General Likes/Kinks

General DNWs

Fandom Specifics/Prompts

Crazy Ex-Girlfriend - Rebecca Bunch, Greg Serrano

Schitt’s Creek - Stevie Budd, David Rose

The Good Place - Eleanor Shellstrop, Trevor the Demon

Newsies - Katherine Plumber Pulitzer, Jack Kelly

I’ve tried to list some varied prompts for each fandom, but please don’t feel like you have to stick to what I’ve come up with! If the rest of my letter gives you another idea you’d like to write, I’d love to read it!

A little about me to start:

My AO3 name is SuburbanSun; you can also check out my Tumblr if you’d like, and my tags for each of my requested fandoms (that I’ve posted about before-- apparently that excludes Schitt’s Creek!) here: Crazy Ex-Girlfriend, The Good Place, Newsies.

General Likes/Kinks:

I’m a big trope fan in general– faves include rivals/enemies to lovers, friends to lovers, bed-sharing, trapped in an enclosed space, mutual pining, secret dating/sneaking around, slow burn, FWBs that turns into something more. Subversions of tropes are also great, so don’t feel like you have to go the obvious route if you choose to write something tropey!

I have a weird (not weird because it’s uncommon, more weird because it doesn’t fit in obviously with the rest of my likes and favored tropes) love for Secret Service/bodyguard/witness protection AUs and private eye AUs.

Epistolary fic, either as part of a story or as all of it, is always fun to me, if it’s up your alley. 

I love strong female friendships, strong-but-flawed-and-realistic female characters in general. Ladies kicking ass, preferably through cleverness and wit and competence as much if not more than through brawn, is the best, and I love it when they’re allowed to make mistakes and fuck up and dig themselves into a hole, too. That said, I will literally never turn down a Vampire Slayer AU. They’re among my faves. (I loved the one I got for Crazy Ex-Girlfriend last Yuletide, but am always excited to see more of them for other fandoms!)

Smut is cool and fun and here are some kinks that I like to read: Teasing. Phone sex/sexting. Semi-public sex (not actually getting caught though). Workplace sex. Dirty talk. Light domination (aka more like just bossing each other around rather than actual D/s stuff). Oral sex. Playfulness/joking around during sex.

General DNWs:

Darkfic. Sad endings. Gore/intense violence. Miscommunication that could super easily be avoided. Babyfic/kidfic/pregnancy in general. Self-harm/abuse. Noncon/dubcon. A/B/O, mpreg, incest, bestiality, hard kink. Poly/threesomes/orgies. Members of my ships being paired romantically with other people (unless it’s just briefly, on the way to an OTP-happy ending). First person POV.

Fandom Specifics/Prompts:

Crazy Ex-Girlfriend Rebecca Bunch, Greg Serrano

I love this show so much. It’s clever, it’s feminist, it’s funny, it’s real (even as it features elaborate musical sequences!), and the characters are so flawed but so great. I got a couple of great giftfics for this fandom last Yuletide that I loved, but I’m always excited to read more.

I ship Rebecca and Greg so hard, in spite of their many flaws, and am bummed that Greg’s gone, and hope they find a way to bring him back someday. I just love their chemistry– bickery battle-of-wits style relationships are a huge favorite of mine. I also really just love Rebecca as a character. She’s such a mess and makes so many mistakes but I find her really relatable.

I’m very interested to see where the show goes this season with Rebecca’s revenge plot and seeming descent into (back into?) madness, but I don’t know that Greg easily fits into that trajectory for now, so don’t feel like you need to write something that takes place in current canon. I’d be happy with a story set while Greg was still in West Covina, or a future fic, or just a total AU.

Prompts:

Rebecca/Greg + any number of tropes– stuck somewhere together; inconvenient bed-sharing; fake dating, the works.

Rebecca’s blindness toward money is intriguing to me, in a “when is this shit going to REALLY hit the fan” kind of way. What if that had come to a head somehow and she had to get a second job at Home Base? How would she and Greg have taken to working together into the wee hours of the night? (Store-room sex could be a good addition here if you’d like!)

What’s their dynamic like in a couple of years when Greg returns from Atlanta? Are they over each other or not quite so much?

Conversely, what if a couple years go by, and Rebecca feels compelled to leave West Covina? Maybe she moves back to NYC (hopefully after a few hundred hours of therapy with Dr. Akopian to give her the coping mechanisms she needs to be happy there). Maybe Greg moves to NYC for a job after graduating Emory. Have they kept in touch enough to know they’re both in the same city again, or do they run into each other randomly, an echo of her NYC run-in with Josh in the pilot, only better, because she’s older and wiser and hopefully better-adjusted?

Schitt’s Creek Stevie Budd, David Rose

This show is so funny, dry and ridiculous at the same time. I love how absurdly out of touch the Roses are, and how the show balances their outrageousness with the humdrum middle-America of the town of Schitt’s Creek.

I can’t help but ship Stevie and David, and I hope the show leans into that. If you aren’t into them romantically, though, that’s okay-- they are also fab as begrudging BFFs. I love how they challenge each other and one-up each other, always smirkingly pushing each other’s buttons.

*Note: Season 3 was only just added to Netflix US this week, so when I wrote this letter I hadn’t seen it yet. I just marathoned it (loved it obvs) and it’s pretty clear that they’re not going go lean into Stevie/David, and that’s ok! I’m really digging the Patrick thing so far too. For the purpose of Yuletide, feel free to write something that takes place earlier in the series, or goes AU, etc. 

Prompts:

David finds out Stevie’s birthday is coming up, and decides (or perhaps is convinced by Alexis) to throw her a party, as posh as the parties of his old life with the limited resources of Schitt’s Creek. Of course, everything goes wrong.

I love Stevie teaching David how to adult. What other normal things has he never experienced before that she needs to walk him through?

Schitt’s Creek throws a fall festival, complete with a parade. Stevie gets chosen to be Sweet Potato Pie Queen or something equally ridiculous, and David will never. Stop. Teasing. Her. Until the Sweet Potato Pie King (or similar) comes down with shingles and Roland insists David step in.

Somehow (perhaps through a series of dares?), Stevie winds up running for local government. 

The Good Place Eleanor Shellstrop, Trevor the Demon

There’s not much on Earth I love more than a Mike Schur show, and I’ve always loved Kristen Bell, so I was pretty destined to dig this show. It’s just so clever and interesting and fun to watch!

That said, I wasn’t really shipping anything on the show yet. I like all the characters but nothing leapt out for me romantically. But then they introduced Trevor, and the thing is, Adam Scott is my weakness. If he exists on a show, I can’t help but ship him with somebody, and I have loved his and KBell’s chemistry together in other shows (Party Down! VMars!). I’m not proud of it, but my mind immediately went there.

But things are a little more complicated now! Is Trevor just a Bad Place demon who was acting like the head of the Bad Place, or does he actually hold some kind of leadership role? Is “Trevor” even his real name?? There are so many possibilities! I’m cool with fic that assumes any of them are true.

Prompts:

Trevor has a bad day at the "office," because he's really just a Bad Place underling who enjoyed the chance to play a big-shot evil-doer in Michael’s first attempt. He somehow runs into Eleanor get sloppy drunk together.

Eleanor and Trevor have to team up for some reason-- so he can get ahead in Bad Place bureaucracy, and so she can try to defeat Michael, for instance. How does that work out?

Any sort of stuck together/trapped in an enclosed space tropefic would be great– especially if they start to have feelings for each other.

Nothing wrong with a little good oldfashioned hatesex.

Newsies Jack Kelly, Katherine Plumber Pulitzer

A friend of mine invited me to go see Newsies when they did the first Fathom Events screening early this year, and I had nearly no familiarity with it-- hadn’t even seen the movie. So naturally, I loved it and immediately fell down the Newsies rabbit hole.

I love Jack and Katherine individually and together. I love how cocky he is, and the vulnerability that cockiness masks. I love how headstrong she is, and ambitious. I would love to see fic for them that takes place after the events of the show-- what happens next? How do they begin to have a real relationship, as different as they are, now that the strike is over? Does Jack take that cartoonist job? Does he keep selling papes, too? Where do they live? What do they do on dates?

Prompts:

Even out from under her father’s thumb, Katherine’s lifestyle is certainly a bit ritzier than what Jack’s used to. How does it go the first time she has him over to her apartment?

Jack likes to leave little notes around for Katherine to find, sketches, doodles, and the like. I’m not opposed to epistolary fic here or elsewhere.

Katherine has to plot with the other newsies behind Jack’s back, for some reason (surprise party? Surprise gift?).

So, that’s that! I really hope you enjoy the whole process this Yuletide season, and thanks for participating! Happy writing!

[youngeditor1999]

Why Steve McGarrett and Danny Williams Deserve Everlasting Happiness Together: An Essay by a Hardcore Shipper

Ok, so before I begin this, you should know that I am a hardcore McDanno shipper. Aside from Kono and Adam, they are my number one O.T.P. on Hawaii Five-0. I am literally so obsessed with Steve and Danny and their relationship, and I'm not ashamed of it, either. Therefore, this comment I'll most likely come off as biased, but I have very good logic behind what I'm about to say. (Also, I can already tell that this post is going to be verrrrrryyyy long, so buckle up and get comfy if you are planning to read everything I've written.)

To start, I see many comments reading, "They have great chemistry, they should still be together, they are endgame..." etc. while all of this is true, to be honest, they are better suited off as friends. They tried to make a relationship work, but usually, it did not.

"But they were together on and off for five seasons!" Is what some of you are probably already thinking. This is true, but unfortunately, it does not mean that they are forever meant to be together.

Remember Billy, Catherine's ex from season 3? Just to clarify, he died in the middle of season 4. However, before he died, he was trying to get back together with Catherine. She had chemistry with him, too. The only problem was that she was legitimately already with Steve at that time. To be honest, I always liked her better with Billy then I did with Steve. They just went better together, in my opinion.

So Catherine and Steve were together. Then, in season 5, she and Steve went to Afghanistan (or some other, terrible, Taliban filled town) in order to save somebody that had helped Catherine when she'd been in the military. If you'll recall, at the end of that episode, Catherine decided to stay behind to help the people get their son back. Steve went back to the United States, heartbroken and crying.

All of this made me still think that Steve and Catherine still had a slight chance to make it. But then.

BUT. THEN.

Catherine returned in the season 5 finale to attend Kono's wedding. Ok, cool. Steve has a date for the wedding of the century. That was all fine and good. Obviously, that was the same episode when they broke up. To be frank, I always thought it would be Steve that broke up with Catherine, obviously so he could go FINALLY be with Danny, his one true love. But instead, Catherine broke up with Steve, citing that she decided to go do some good, volunteer work in a foreign country. I remember her saying to Steve, "Five-0 is your thing. Please, let this be mine."

Then her car to take her to the airport arrived, and she got in. She made a phone call.

Now, to the viewers who had history with this show, they knew that as SOON as she punched in a code before speaking that it was no good. Steve's mom, also a spy, had done the same thing in previous episodes, so they knew what was up. The real slap in the face, though, was when she said to the voice on the phone who she was-badge number, name, the whole nine yards. Then, we hear a male voice on the other end of the line ask, "Is he fooled?" (Or something similar). Catherine's reply came sharp. (Again, not an exact quote, but pretty close. I think you'll get the memo). "He doesn't know anything. He thinks I'm volunteering," she said.

It was then that I officially stopped wanting them to be in a relationship. I get why she couldn't tell Steve, but still! She fucking choose that same life/lifestyle that his mother had had; a lifestyle that she knew he hated. If she truly loved and cared for him as more than a friend, then she would've rejoined Five-0, or at LEAST have found a cool, different job in Oahu.

But no. She literally betrayed Steve, and for what, anyway? We never did get a good understanding or explanation of why she decided to join the C.I.A. It is a concept that stills boggles my mind to this very day. Most recently, Catherine came back for the 150th episode, which is where this clip is obviously from. But this point, I was beyond done with her. I was so irritated when she came back, especially because she interrupted Steve's date with Lynn. Oh, right. And she never told Steve that she became a spy, so he was clearly shocked when she divulged this piece of information.

This brings me to my next point. Steve, his mom, and Catherine had to fight off some bad guys after his mom, and then hide from them. When the doorbell rang at the safe house, it was the rest of the Five-0 team, minus Danny who was in New Jersey to be there for his dad who'd just had knee surgery. (In real life, Scott Caan was busy with his new family and couldn't schedule to film the 150th episode). Steve had called Danny earlier that day to tell him what was going on, and Danny decided to call the rest of the team to help him.

Yeah. Danny called the team. Not Catherine, who probably knew that they were gonna need backup. Danny, who wasn't even there, called the team and made sure they were there for Steve.

That's just one example of why Steve and Danny are so important to each other and belong together; much more so than Steve and Catherine. Let's go back few years, to season three. Danny had accidentally stepped on a bomb. The bomb would explode if he stepped off, killing everyone in the vicinity, himself included. Steve know this, but he stayed anyway. Even at Danny's persistence of him to, "Just go, Steve. Go me there for Grace. Get out of here, save yourself!", Steve did not budge. He insisted on staying and they talked and tried to get Danny to forget why he was even there in the first place. His persistence in not wanting to go proves that they have more than friendship, especially when he knew exactly what to talk about or get Danny calm enough so that he would momentarily forget about the bomb.

Fast forward to season four. The episode where the building collapsed had to have been the most dramatic episode of season four. To refresh, Steve, Danny, and the rest of the team were in a paring grange, looking for a victim. I don't speak exactly remember why, but the rest of the team left the garage, except for Danny and Steve. They investigated until they found a man bound and gagged, tied to a chair in a separate room. Just as they were figuring out what he was saying, which was, "BOMB!" the bomb went off, collapsing the building.

That episode was solely focused on Steve and Danny and how they were gong to get out of their predicament. Danny was also badly hurt, his leg trapped under a cement pillar. Steve didn't give up. After freeing Danny, he temporarily managed to fix his wound, and then created a mini-bomb that would let the people looking for them where they were. It worked and they were free. Once out, they exchanged their first ever "I love yous" while hard-core hugging. This was no "hey bro!" hug. This was an "I am so serious about this, I really do love you," hug. And I don't think I'm wearing shipper goggles for that moment. I genuinely think that that meant what they said. They embraced for a really long time, surprisingly longer then what I would've thought producers would've liked.

After that epic bromance scene, season five was filled with plenty more bromantic/ shipper-O.T.P. feels. That was the season when they went to therapy! Ok, fine, true, it's because they are "work partners" and it was mandatory, but you can't tell me that they weren't acting like a married couple throughout all of those scenes. There is one episode from that therapy time period in particular that I am thinking of, and it has everything to do with undercover work. It's the part of the episode where there is a huge bank heist and Danny and Steve decide to head to an apartment across the street from the robber so they can spy on her and see what she is planning on doing next.

The Five-0 team (but more importantly, the production staff and possibly Peter Lenvok) could have had anyone do this. They could have had cousins Kono and Chin watching out or even the odd combination of Grover and Chin. But no. They choose Steve and Danny. Shippers all across the globe rejoiced.

The best part of their stay in the place (besides, of course, seeing how Danny and Steve would live with each other if given the real chance to) was when it was nighttime and one kept a lookout while the other one slept. Steve decide to watch first, so Danny slept, and he randomly woke up in the middle of Steve's shift. He noticed that the "Perfect Partners" workbook the therapist had given them had been moved, which he thought was funny, because Steve already made it a known that he didn't want anything to do with the book. So he said something about it, and Steve didn't confess to moving it, even though we all know that he did.

Steve then told Danny a story about his youth; a salty that made him seem more human in Danny's eyes. He started it of by saying, "Music. I'm into music," when Danny asked why his hobbies were. "So?" Danny had retorted. "That's a cop-out. Everyone is into music." "No, I meant I'm into playing it," Steve responded. He then told Danny the story about when he was a junior in high school and was in the school talent show to play his guitar. But he had had major stage fright and hadn't actually gone through with it, getting off the stage before he even began. He said to Danny, "That is the reason why I still don't play the guitar to this day," Steve had finished the story. He also add that he had previously never told anyone that story before, which is why it was an important plot point in the McDanno tale. Once he was done, Danny laughed at him. "A little bit of stage fright stopped you from forever playing the guitar?" He'd asked. They then had one of their cute little arguments over the whole issue, and right before Danny went back to sleep, he said, "You know, after all we've been though together...your father...my brother...I would be thought you would've opened up to me more by now." Steve causally responds, "I just did." The McDanno universe (myself included) lost all chill, reblogging that moment over and over.

Later, at the end of that same episode, Steve, Danny and everybody else were at Kamakoahs to eat. Steve and Danny had to leave early, in order to go to their thereby appointment. Ruth, who we met earlier in the episode, was really confused. Remember, she was the old lady who thought that Danny and Steve were gay and living together, to which Steve responded, "We're not gay, we're Five-0." Later, after she left, Danny said, "You know, I would've just vine with the gay thing." So that happened, which does is why Ruth was so confused. As they left, she said, "Wait. I thought they weren't gay." The rest of the team didn't even deny it, they just joyfully laughed, as if to say, "Yeah, girl, we know. They're just faking it. We know they are gay together."

So they walked to Danny's Camaro, and that's when a fan fiction moment happened. You possibly know what I'm talking about. In case you don't, fanfiction moments are those little things in which you think, "Yeah, this can definitely only and will only happen in this fan fiction universe. Sigh." But then the thing from the fan fic actually does happen on the real show, and life suddenly becomes magical. Anyway, this fan fic moment was when Danny revealed that he'd gotten Steve a gift. After telling Danny that he didn't do his part of their assignment, joking that the dog ate his homework, we find out what the gift is. In the trunk of the Camaro, Steve pulled out an elegant black guitar case. Steve had asked, "What is this, Danny?" Danny, his usual snarky self, responded, "It's a tuba, you schmuck. Just open it and you'll see." Inside the case was a beautiful, new guitar which Danny had purchased specifically for Steve. As Danny looked on proudly, Steve muttered, "Danny, Danny, DANNY," with a small smile on his face. He strummed a few strings, and they had a little back and forth conversation about Steve's new instrument, including some things about why Danny had purchased it in the first place. I don't remember what exactly was said, but I do recall that Danny had gotten it for Steve so that he could get back into playing again. Then, Steve put the guitar back in the case and looked thoughtful for a moment. He slammed the trunk of the Camaro and tossed the keys to Danny, saying, "You know what? You drive." Danny caught the keys, a look of pure shock on his face. "I drive. Wow," a stunned Danny said as he accepted the gesture. "Don't get too excited," Steve had replied as he climbed in the passenger seat for the first time in a long time. "I'm still controlling the radio." Driving away, Steve did exactly that, messing around with the switch from the passenger seat.

Ok. That scene was very important for many reasons. Let's start with guitar. Danny didn't have to get him that. Steve never asked him for it, he simply told Danny a story. A story which he had never told anyone before, ever. This obviously includes Catherine, which doesn't make sense. If they were so close, wouldn't Steve have trusted her enough to tell her this about himself? But he never did. He chose to tell Danny instead. Danny went above and beyond what any purely platonic friend would, and it showed. I'm not saying that friends can't buy friends nice gifts for no reason, but it just felt different, in that case. I know that whenever my friends tell me something about themselves, I don't immediately rush out to buy them some thing hella expensive for no reason at all. And it wasn't even the fact that he bought Steve a gift for no reason. It was the fact of what it was, combined with the fact of the story (as mentioned above). It also didn't hurt that Danny could see that that life experience really affected Steve, and that he missed playing his guitar. Steve was extremely touched by the gesture, and Danny was so proud of himself for buying that expensive instrument for Steve. I don't think Danny had ever done doe thing like that for anyone before, not even the people in his family. It was especially worth it to him when Steve admitted to loving at first touch. The smile on both of their faces when the guitar was revealed says enough about this topic, in my opinion. It proves that A) They care enough about each other to listen, talk, and reveal information about themselves without getting made fun of (at least not too much, anyway) and B) they are willing to go the extra mile just to make each other happy.

The other reason that end scene was crucial was the whole "Danny is driving " thing. For those who are casual watchers, it is important to know that basically, ever since the day they met, Steve has been driving Danny's Camaro. This fact has been brought up many times before in the script, and it is the main source of their many "carguments" (I'm not telling you what that is. You can look it up yourself if you don't know). It was even brought up in one of their therapy appointments from earlier in season five. For Steve to actually let Danny drive for once was a huge milestone on his part. He was so affected, surprised, and touched by the gift of the amazing guitar that he felt like he had to let Danny drive after that. It was a compromise he was willing to make. It also shows the progress that they made in their relationship that day, and it was just more overall proof that they are the endgame couple.

I could clearly go on and on forever about these two. Another really good example of their relativity is when they have to go to couple's counseling as part of their mandatory therapy. Do you all remember that? Just for a refresher, that was the one where Steve literally signed them up for couples counseling; as in husband-and-wife couples counseling. Anyway. That episode is "feels worthy" in its entirety (especially the ending where they were just chilling at a table, eating lunch together. Also, Steve round Danny's arm to "feel the effects of the lotion". Sure, Steve. If that excuse works for you...).

Beside those specific examples, there have multiple hugs and touches that have lingered for far too long. Danny calls Steve "Babe"; a nickname he rarely calls anybody else, and Steve calls Danny "Danno". True, this is mostly to annoy him, but as Danny gets to know Steve better, he slowly realizes that he actually doesn't mind it. "When I say 'Danno'...it's a term of endearment," Steve said in season one when Danny was protesting it. Much to Steve's surprise, Danny responded, "Do it every day, then. I like it." Steve smiled all goofily, and it was worth it for all those times of Danny yelling at Steve to not use it. Another point to bring up-they are the few people to ever use each other's full names; Steven and Daniel, respectively. The only other people who occasionally call them by their full names are the few times their parents (sometimes not even that, but a parent-like figure) have been on the show. Whenever they call the other by their full name, it's usually to prove a point, to get the others attention, or even just to subtly let them know that they are different from what everyone else knows. Again, this is just my opinion.

Then there are various innuendos that refer to Danny and Steve in a non-bro/non- platonic way, including the amount of times they say, "I love you," to each other. The one after the building collapse made sense, but every time they say it after that is just to mess with shippers. They really do love each other, though. In fact, at the end of one particularly memorable occasion, Danny combined nickname with an I love you. He was talking to Steve about something, and at the end of their conversation, he looked up at Steve and said, "That's why I love you, babe." All of the McDanno shippers died a little bit that day. (Well, I know I did, anyway.) Also, side-note: Remember the "air hearts" from season two?! Oh! And that time in season three where they went fishing together and then got stranded for almost the whole episode? Tell me that wasn't one of the greatest things to ever see on Hawaii Five-0, and in the McDanno world...! My point is that they have all these endearment terms that they say to each other, sometimes for no reason at all. They are saying them because they want to, not because they feel like they have to. To me, it doesn't feel forced onto the characters, either. It just seems natural and easy with them. Even people who don't ship them (yes, there are some) raised eyebrows at the amount of times they are unusually sweet on each other.

I also want to mention episode 8 from season 7, specifically the ending. (SPOILER ALERT. Duh.) It was an emotional episode all around, but after the Five-0 team arrested all or the bad guys, and all of the hostages were free again, they all individually hugged it out with one another. Steve and Danny were a good space apart from each other. They were smiling and looking at each other, clearly enjoying the fact that they were both ok. Finally, Steve broke the silence by saying, "What, no hug?" Even the casual viewer would be able to tell that he was disappointed and slightly sad about this fact. And then Danny Williams said the most scream-worthy thing he's said in a long time.

"If I hug you, I might kiss you, and then where would it stop?"

ASDFGHHJKLLKJFFDSAA. That was literally my reaction to that quote, aside from screaming and jumping up and down. True, people could say that they were just so relieved that both of them were safe, and that's why he said it, but honestly? I don't think so. First of all, they looked at each other, goofily smiling for way too long, as they usually do. Next, Danny said, "then where would it stop?" If he had left that part out, it would be less scream-worthy. In that one sentence, everything Danny Williams has ever actually, truly wanted was finally made clear. He wants Steve.

Catherine has never done anything like this for Steve. Honestly, she was always too busy playing the damsel in distress and worrying about herself rather than Steve and trying to fix the problem at hand. Even though she was in the Navy, same as Steve, Danny somehow understands this fact better than she does. The funny thing is that Danny was never in any sort military whatsoever. To clarify, I'm not even talking about all of the times where Danny has casually made fun of what branch Steve served in. In my opinion, Danny understands the things that happened to Steve while he was over there, and he can relate to the trauma he went through. Catherine, on the other hand, never wanted to talk about serious issues with Steve, even if he brought it up. Most of the time, unless it involved a problem she was in, she gave no care to what Steve's past experiences had been. However, I know that this argument is, as my Algebra II teacher would put it, "weak sauce", so you can come after me for that if you'd like. Anyway, back to the point. I just think that Catherine was a poorly developed character from the moment we met her. Aside from occasionally helping Five-0 with some cases, she didn't really add any substance to the story, especially when it came to matters involving Steve. In fact, the only real, solo plot lines she ever really got was the things with Billy, her ex, and then of course the would "I'm going to stay in Afghanistan" Taliban thing. She also got the spy story line, which was bitter to many, and it didn't do a great job on making me believe that she and Steve could ever be in a real relationship. It was lazy acting, especially on Michelle Borth's (the woman that plays Catherine) part. She could have done a lot better, including trying to convince the writers and producers to come up with a better story for Catherine. Ok, to be fair, I think that if that dumbass spy storyline was better, it could've possibly saved their sinking relationship. But alas, it didn't, and in all honesty, I thought it was a dumb plot twist. To me, it wasn't even a plot twist, but I regress. To get back on topic...even when she was with Steve, actually in a relationship with him, there were still things with Danny that made her side–eye and question them. Obviously, I have examples, but that would take too much time to write all of them down. Trust me, though, there's many examples of this.

Overall, given all of the great evidence I have provided, it is clear to see why Steve and Catherine do not belong together. They will never be my personal endgame, anyway. Danny and Steve have something special; something more than friendship, or even a silly, fun bromance. I will 100% stand by the McDanno ship until the day I die. Even if it has absolutely no chance of ever legitimately becoming canon, I will not give up. Fuck, when the show eventually, ends and if they are STILL not together, I will be shipping it. (And also writing letters/making phone calls/leaving messages on all of their social media's to the production staff and writers questing why the hell they baited us after all of those years and then never followed through on it.) It is my belief that if two people are meant to be together, they will find a way to be together. Steve McGarrett and Danny Williams clearly are these two people. They have gone above and beyond on showing the world what love really is. Catherine and Steve have not. Sure, they've had a lot of fun together, but that does not begin to compare to the amazing relationship that Danny and Steve have built for themselves. I will never lose hope about McDanno.

Catherine is just another thing standing in the way. Danny and Steve WILL be together one day. For real. Forever. It's just a matter of time and bravery. The fans are more than ready, and the writers have been leading up to a real relationship between them for years. I don't care who you ship, you absolutely cannot deny the fireworks happening between those two. Mark my words and take this long-ass...thing I've written as proof. But until everyone (writers, actors, fans, literally everyone involved with Five-0) gets their shit together...well, at least there's a fanfic for that!

If anyone would like to discuss post this with me, feel free to message me directly. I'd be thrilled to talk to you about McDanno. And of not, that's cool too. I'll always be here, though, if you need to desperately drop a line(:

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Crazy Ex-Girlfriend — “Where Is Josh’s Friend?” — Image Number: CEG201a_0010.jpg — Pictured: Rachel Bloom as Rebecca — Photo: Scott Everett White/The CW — ©2016 The CW Network, LLC. All Rights Reserved.

Crazy Ex-Girlfriend — “Where is Josh’s Friend?” — Image Number: CEG201a_0151.jpg — Pictured (L-R): Vincent Rodriguez III as Josh and Rachel Bloom as Rebecca — Photo: Scott Everett White/The CW — ©2016 The CW Network, LLC. All Rights Reserved.

Rebecca’s peddling as fast as she can to avoid taking a good look at herself. She doesn’t have Josh, Greg, or Paula to keep her relatively sane any more. She has her new girl group, but neither Val, nor Heather are likely to go as far down the obsession path with her as the other three did. Val shares her obsession with Josh, but has too much self-respect to take the stalking too far, I think. We’ll see. Even if she does, I doubt it will affect the other parts of her life.

Rebecca was seeing “signs” everywhere, right from the pilot on, and Paula encouraged it. It was literally a giant sign pointing to Josh that told her to move to West Covina. That makes the negation of the signs that much more meaningful. Greg was the anti-Josh when he refused to give the “danger” sign credit for his decision to leave instead of staying in West Covina with Rebecca. He took responsibility for the decision, and told her that straight out. The acknowledgement of Josh’s love kernels was also a step in the right direction for Rebecca, but she still had to ask Greg if he loved her. She’s still too caught up in seeing what she wants to see in people, rather than seeing what’s actually there. She’s been forced to face that Josh never really loved her, and the results have been difficult for everyone, and will probably continue to be.

When we first saw West Covina, in the first iteration of the song in the pilot, it looked like a typical small southwestern town: graffiti, some boarded up buildings, a little run down and rough around the edges. Economy not necessarily doing great. Then it became bright-colored and idealized from the point of Paula and Bex duet of West Covina at end of pilot on, until the last couple of episodes, when the reality began to show through again. Lately, the plaster is peeling off the walls, there are drug dealers and murderers, and help doesn’t always come when you need it. Rebecca is starting to feel the truth of her own situation there. Josh isn’t as perfect as she thought he was either, and a perfect relationship with him isn’t possible.

Paula also isn’t who she claimed to be in the pilot, the friend who would be there for Rebecca no matter what, to help her win her Prince Charming. In the pilot, just as Rebecca was realizing that maybe it was crazy to follow Josh back to West Covina, Paula swooped in and convinced her, NO, REBECCA, YOU’RE NOT CRAZY. Now, Paula’s trying to undo all of that damage from season 1, and convince Rebecca that maybe it is crazy after all to build her identity around these two guys, or her girl group, or whatever crazy scheme she’s up to this week. Paula led Rebecca through the obsession with Josh and ensuing shenanigans, maybe she can lead her through the recovery as well.

Wow, they’re throwing out massive hints that something went terribly wrong in Paula’s past. She recognizes the signs of alcoholism immediately. She ran away from her wedding (then came back). She’s had dreams end in disgrace. She has difficulty believing her dreams can come true at all. Hang on hard to law school, Paula! Don’t let this one go!

I still miss Greg. Sorry, Paula, your own issues were blinding you when it came to Greg. Sure, he and Rebecca both have their own issues to work on, but if they can get to a healthier place in a season or two, they are the ones who belong together. He’s her equal and her match in ways Josh never will be. Paula saw Josh as the fun fantasy boy she wanted instead of the practical, boring husband she had at home. It’s going to take a lot to convince me that Greg and Rebecca aren’t meant to be together in the long run. He’s left such a huge hole in everyone’s lives, and he’s so devoted to his friends and family. He’ll end up missing them and coming home after he realizes he’s not a big city boy. He’ll be back, wait and see. :)

Rebecca and Greg’s relationship would have gone differently had Paula not been around to constantly steer Rebecca back toward Josh and bad mouth Greg. Not sure it would have gone better, but it would have been different. Both of them need to hit bottom (Greg already has) and get help before they can handle a healthy relationship, and Greg needs to get out in the world and do the things he missed by staying in West Covina to take care of his dad. Had they gone straight into a serious relationship in S1, it would have ended disastrously with them probably hating each other, so in the long run Paula might have done them a favor.

They Were a Shit Show, but they were our shit show. 😢 😢

WHERE IS FATHER BRAH???

Joshie is lost. He started the season homeless, sleeping on bubble wrap in the store’s backroom so that he could avoid Rebecca and his Catholic guilt. He’s progressed through reorganizing every bit of stock and office supplies he could find in the place, to hiding in a packing box covered with packing peanuts. And he’s ashamed he’s living with his mom again. Sure, he felt great for a minute when he got sent to faux burning man to fix the sound system. That was familiar, something he’s good at, and he could be a hero. He met Anna there. But now he’s back in the real world with no Valencia, Greg, or Rebecca to run interference for him when his anxiety get to be too much and a cool new girlfriend to keep up with and impress. I can’t wait to see what he builds in the store’s backroom next. But could Father Brah please come help the kid out? He’s rapidly turning into the crazy, needy boyfriend. Why has Josh only talked to Father Brah once all season, when he’s lost every other calm, supportive person he can usually count on?

WhiJo and Daryl seem to be in great shape, but something still feels shallow about their relationship to me. Maybe it’s just the fact that they needed Rebecca of all people to give them relationship advice. They just seem too perfect, and WhiJo is so judgy of everyone else. Or, maybe I’m just catty and cynical.

Sunil is adorable. The actor is charming and funny. The character is obviously very needy, and recognizes Paula as a mothering type who’d be good for his situation, but I don’t like the way he immediately tried to insert himself between Rebecca and Paula. By all means, let’s bring him into the fold. I get the sense he’d love doing girl group stuff, but stop with the getting involved in Rebecca and Paula’s arguments.

We’ve gotten to know so many more of the background characters better this season. Characters like Maya, Karen, Hector, Trevor, Heather, and Scott, and new characters like Anna. The layers of these characters are being revealed just as we’re finally seeing the truth of West Covina itself. Filling in these details with hilarious bits is one of the things this show does best.

I don’t quite understand the reasoning that had CrazyExGF following Vampire Diaries. Every week when I turn on the TV to watch my neurotic romantic comedy, someone is lying on the ground in the dark with blood pouring out of their mouth (usually Damon, or someone Damon’s attacked). I suspect they figured both shows were romantic shows, so VD watchers would stick around, but tonally the shows are completely different. It’s jarring to go from one to the other. Even worse than going from The Flash to No Tomorrow. No Tomorrow and Crazy ExGF would have been great together. Either would work with Jane the Virgin (CrazyExGF already did), or probably with Supergirl. Maybe even Legends of Tomorrow, since it’s a light, comedic show. But Vampire Diaries is too dark to fit with the brighter, light-hearted comedies, even though they do have a dark edge to them. Please don’t make us do that again next season. And, please give us a next season.

  Crazy Ex-Girlfriend Season 2A Review and Analysis Rebecca's peddling as fast as she can to avoid taking a good look at herself. She doesn't have Josh, Greg, or Paula to keep her relatively sane any more.

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Are STDs Stigmatized on TV?

“You are what you eat.” You know the phrase. If you consume massive amounts of donuts, you will become a literal donut. Just kidding, you know what we mean though. If you eat well, you will live well. The same can be said for what you’re feeding your brain, i.e. your media consumption. Propaganda is a real thing Y’all, and we’re here to talk about it.

We’re here to talk about the way media intake affects our brains. Captain Planet taught us to care for the environment, Full House taught us to always do the right thing, and modern television has taught us that STDs do not exist outside of a punchline.

We first must ask the question:

Do STDs Even Exist in the Television World?

In some shows, yes. STDs are an actual topic of conversation, but it is oh so rare. We see TV characters get it on pretty regularly. A lot of times, this can be the climax (pun intended) of the show. Some may say that television has gotten a bit too steamy. We, on the other hand, are all for normalizing and destigmatizing sexual health. So… we don’t really care what you’re doing per se, we just want you to be doing it safely and in an open/informed way.

In 2017, fans pointed out that the popular HBO show Insecure did not do the best job at showing its characters’ decisions when it came to safe sex. There was no pause for any kind of discussion about sexual status or protection before engaging in casual sex.

Prentice Penny, showrunner of Insecure, responded to the criticism on Twitter saying, “I really hope people can watch #InsecureHBO without asking if they use condoms. In the writer’s room, we always assume they do.” He goes on to say, “I guess because we are a TV show and it’s fictional. And there’s a lot of things we don’t show but people assume it anyway. We are not a PSA, documentary, non-profit organization. I’m done discussing this.”

It doesn’t necessarily fall on one show’s shoulders to spread public awareness on any issue that their fans seem to be interested in. Equally, even though no show portrays every single time that someone burps or flushes the toilet, it’s not like we assume that they literally never do these things. However, it is concerning how few storylines, in general, include anything to do with safe sex at all.

Does Television Talk About Safe Sex?

The best example of a show that loves sex but hates talking about safe sex, may be Game of Thrones.

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Westeros obviously isn’t a real place, but there certainly seems to be lots of sexy time, and there don’t seem to be any repercussions outside of the occasional pregnancy and penis removal. This is especially weird because aren’t the GoT writers trying to kill off characters at every chance possible anyways? Apparently there have been subtle implications of condoms being used, however, condoms don’t protect from all STDs, and there weren’t exactly convenience stores on every corner of those long journeys, so our bet is they either had to pack them and lug them around across the countryside, or simply do without.

So anyway, yeah, in 2017, the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill did a study which analyzed a sample of popular television programs and found that 0.02 percent of sex scenes feature any kind of conversation around contraception. That’s kind of crazy right?

But don’t All Sexually Active Adults Use Condoms?

A national health report released by the CDC in 2017 revealed that only about one-third of those who are sexually active in the U.S. use condoms. While that may seem like a dismal statistic, it’s actually pretty high compared to the .02 percent of times that condoms were featured on screen surrounding sexual activity. But just imagine how many more people would be encouraged to wear condoms if they witnessed their favorite characters doing the same! Now, this is not to say that television should be a moral compass for your personal life, but we do subconsciously pick up what we digitally consume. We want to be like our TV idols. I think we’ve all gone to our hair salon at one point or the other, stating that we want to look like Rachel from Friends. In the words of my ever-so-wise hairdresser, “We can cut your hair like that, but your face will still look the same.”

What’s the Big Deal?

So I know what you’re probably thinking at this point, “Well STDcheck.com, STDs aren’t really that common, so what is even the point of showing them on tv?” We’re glad you asked.

The CDC estimates at least 20 million new cases of STIs occur per year, and ASHA (American Sexual Health Association) measures that one in two sexually active individuals will contract an STI by the age of 25. The estimated total direct cost of STIs to the U.S. is about $16 billion. That’s right: It costs us money to have STIs!

And how much does it cost to show our favorite TV characters talking about safe sex? Nada. Zilch. Nothing. Taking this route could easily reduce the growing rates of STDs and could save the U.S. literally billions of dollars.

Are TV characters immune to STDs?

All TV characters must be immune to sexually transmitted diseases, as we’ve established that they don’t use protection (unless you’re really sticking to your guns that we should all just assume they use protection).

But yes, back to the question, everyone in the TV world is immune. Let’s go through three examples.

Barney Stinson from How I Met Your Mother was said to have dated a total of 200 women by the fourth season of the show, with five seasons after that, it’s reasonable to believe that number went up drastically. While it should be noted that he actually does use a lot of condoms, these do not always protect against STDs. Being as experienced as he is, you’d really think he’d have some sort of conversation with his numerous lovers about his status.

Jerry Seinfeld from Seinfeld was said to have dated 73 women throughout the course of the show. There is an episode with a condom mishap for George, but their main concern is pregnancy! You would think that Jerry would be a little more knowledgeable, and warn his friends of the other dangers of not having safe sex.

Don Freaking Draper from Mad Men. Obviously, he had lots of sex, right? He (officially) slept with a total of 17 women throughout the course of the show, but we feel that there may have been more. A lot of this sex was super spontaneous, like, he had just met them. In the 50’s/60’s there definitely wasn’t as much awareness surrounding safe sex, so the show could technically have just been being historically accurate. Side note, Betty Draper does get lung cancer from smoking all the time, so there are some health consequences in the Mad Men world. Just nothing in the nether regions.

Notice anything missing in this list? Oh yeah, women! We had a hard time finding a super sexually active female TV character to add to this list. Maybe because women aren’t usually written as players? Or sexually active? Never to fear, we have a few femme fatales to discuss, but we’re saving them for last.

TV Shows That Do Talk About STDs, Get it Wrong

Yes, now we’re getting to the brass tacks of the matter. When TV does discuss STDs, it is incredibly misinformed! Again we’ve got three stellar examples of misinformation being spread when it comes to STDs.

Girls is a TV show that’s all about destigmatizing all kinds of things when it comes to women’s reproductive health. They even talk about peeing after sex to avoid UTIs! The “protagonist” of the show, Hannah, is tested for HPV. This is strange, as most women under 30 are encouraged to screen for cervical cancer using a Pap test instead of testing for HPV.  She tests positive for HPV and is extremely distraught. She exclaims that she will now need her cervix “scraped out,” though this is not a medical treatment for HPV at all, in fact, there is no treatment for HPV. Hannah accuses her boyfriend of giving it to her, and he informs her that he was tested the week before and that he’s clean. Funny enough, there is no form of HPV testing for men.

Michael Scott of The Office is well known for blowing things wildly out of proportion. Upon the development of a cold sore in The Office episode, “Sex Ed,” Michael calls all of his former lovers to inform them that he has herpes and to find who gave it to him. Dwight Schrute encourages Michael to seek revenge from whoever transferred the disease. The entire episode is written with the viewpoint that Michael is acting ridiculously. One of his ex-girlfriends even states, “you don’t have herpes, it’s just a cold sore.” Obviously, Michael should have been tested to be sure that he even had herpes or HSV. Herpes can lie dormant for years, and it can be contracted by even receiving a kiss from a relative as a child. To assume that one of Michael’s ex-girlfriends must have given it to him was just silly, and let’s not even talk about seeking revenge (We’ll save that for another blog post). “Just a cold sore” is herpes. Herpes is very common and really not that big of a deal. Doctors often discourage getting tested unless you show symptoms because the emotional trauma is said to often be of higher impact than physical.

Dr. Gregory House of the TV show, House, is a pretty quirky dude. He deals with an assortment of abnormal medical conditions throughout the show. In one particular episode called “Clueless,” he diagnoses a man with herpes and informs the man that his wife is cheating on him with their son’s karate teacher. House has never met the wife or the karate teacher. So, the couple comes back to House and demands to know which one cheated, the wife stating that she has never slept with the karate teacher. House explains that herpes can also be transferred through the use of infected toilet seats. The husband accepts this as a resolution, but the wife says that it’s not possible, and is still in disbelief. House proclaims the husband the cheater, as only a cheater would believe such a thing, and view it as an easy out.

So we’re clear herpes can not be spread by a toilet seat, but it’s also most certainly NOT only spread by cheaters! This is one of the biggest lies that television has spread regarding STDs. When a TV character contracts an STD, it is often because they did something wrong. Anyone can contract an STD, and it does not necessarily make you a cheater if you are in a long-term monogamous relationship. Many STDs can be transmitted outside of sex.

Does TV Ever Get it Right?

We all know the age-old phrase, “when in doubt, look to the Golden Girls.” Just kidding, we just made that up, but it’s actually pretty true.

Betty White’s character, Rose, receives a letter in the episode “72-hours” where she is informed that she may have contracted HIV from a blood transfusion six years prior during gallbladder surgery. It takes 72 hours for her to receive results, and during those 72 hours, she gets a glimpse at what life with HIV may be like. Sophia, the oldest of the Golden Girls begins to avoid using Rose’s bathroom, or even any of the dishes that she’s ever used. Blanche consoles Rose, stating, “ AIDS is not a bad person’s disease, Rose. It is not God punishing people for their sins.” Sophia conceded, “I know intellectually there’s no way I can catch it, but now that it’s so close to home, it’s scary.”

In the end, all four of the golden girls visit the hospital together for support. Rose is given the clear and ultimately does not have HIV, but the episode reinforces the idea that HIV is not just a “gay disease” and that it can truly happen to anyone.

This episode aired in 1990, when there was still a great deal of stigma surrounding people with HIV and Aids. So, who’s really more woke, a show made in 1990 or modern television? Either way, just remember that TV is not real life. Just because your favorite character doesn’t get tested, doesn’t mean that you shouldn’t! It’s important to be aware of your status. If you aren’t, get tested today!

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. John Krasinski shot the footage of Scranton for the opening credits after he found out he was cast as Jim. He visited Scranton for research and interviewed employees at actual paper companies.

2. The theme song plays during the end credits only after Season 4 begins. All previous seasons have no music during the end credits.

3. Steve Carell had seriously active sweat glands, so the temperature on set had to be kept at a cold 64°F, until they eventually invested in space heaters.

4. Many of the cast’s characteristics were intentionally incorporated into the character’s personalities throughout the series.

5. Apparently Creed Bratton is the actor most similar to his character, Creed Bratton.

6. In “Money”, when Jim is consoling a crying Dwight on the staircase, the moment where Dwight reaches out to Jim before realising he’s gone was not scripted but was coordinated by the director.

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7. Phyllis Smith was originally a casting associate for the show but the producers liked her so much they created the role of Phyllis Vance for her.

8. Smith is 11 years older than Steve Carell, despite many references indicating their characters are supposed to be the same age.

9. Carell is married to actor Nancy Ellen Carell, who played Carol Stills in several episodes of the show.

10. Jim and Pam’s first kiss was John Krasinski’s first ever onscreen kiss, about which he may have lied to Jenna Fischer when she asked if he’d ever done it before.

11. The crew built a replica of a rest stop for Jim and Pam’s proposal scene. The shot ended up costing $250,000, which the producer described as “the most expensive and elaborate shot we’ve ever done, but it’s also sort of the highlight of five years of storytelling”

12. Pam’s lactation consultant after she gives birth in “The Delivery” is actually Fischer’s real-life husband, Lee Kirk.

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13. Seth Rogen auditioned and was considered for the role of Dwight.

14. Adam Scott and John Cho auditioned for the role of Jim.

15. Roy and Pam were meant to be played by Craig Robinson (Darryl) and Erica Vittina Phillips (Darryl’s ex wife) – Jim and Pam were going to be in an interracial relationship.

16. When the casting directors asked John Krasinski to read for Dwight, he insisted he be considered for the part of Jim instead. They initially refused this, until they found a suitable person to play Dwight.

17. When a man in the audition waiting room asked Krasinski if he was nervous he almost messed up his chances by saying, “I love the British show so much and Americans have a tendency to just really screw these opportunities up. I don’t know how I’ll live with myself if they ruin it for me.” The man he was speaking to then revealed himself to be the executive producer.

18. Krasinski, Mindy Kaling, and Ellie Kemper were all previously interns at Late Night With Conan O’Brien.

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19. Oscar Nunez, who plays Oscar Martinez, didn’t think the show would be a success, so kept his jobs as a server and a babysitter when he first got the role.

20. During the filming of “Beach Games”, Rainn Wilson accidentally kicked sand into Leslie David Baker’s eye, for which he was rushed to hospital and had to be treated for a scratched cornea and have his eyeball cleaned out.

21. Steve Carell, John Krasinski, Jenna Fischer, and Wilson all went for lunch after they were initially cast and discussed their prediction that this show had the possibility to go on for eight years.

22. At this early lunch Carell said, “Of all the roles I’ll end up doing and all the films I may shoot, I believe that Michael Scott may be the role I’ll always be most known for.”

23. After Michael fell into a Koi Pond at a sales call, many of the employees changed the screensavers on their computers to fish tanks.

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24. Jenna Fischer and Angela Kinsey are best friends in real life and Fischer is godmother to Kinsey’s child.

25. Rashida Jones thought she was going to be fired her first day on set for laughing at Steve Carell’s improvising.

26. Jack Coleman, who plays the state senator in later seasons, was a main character in Heroes. Dwight mentions Heroes multiple times throughout the series.

27. Pam’s painting is replaced with a motivational poster for a few episodes in Season 6, but reappears later in the same season.

28. In “Gay Witch Hunt”, the script only intended for Michael to hug Oscar, so when Carell improvised the kiss, the cast’s reactions were completely authentic.

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29. Brian Baumgartner (Kevin) and Ed Helms (Andy) attended the same high school.

30. B.J. Novak and John Krasinski also attended the same high school, and played little league together.

31. Novak was the first person to be cast. He was also hired as a writer, starting the tradition of writer-performers wherein many of the writers would star in the show and many of the actors would contribute to writing.

32. When the Stamford branch and Scranton branch merged, the idea was to eventually alienate, fire, or cause all of the Stamford character’s to quit, but Ed Helms was so funny they decided to convert him into a series regular.

33. Krasinski and Rainn Wilson would give each other tips during Jim and Dwight’s quarrel scenes, and many of their best improv lines and directives came from the other.

34. Production once had to be shut down when Krasinski and Wilson couldn’t stop laughing at the birthday party scene in “Lecture Circuit” when Dwight hangs grey and brown balloons and a banner that says “it is your birthday”.

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35. Jenna Fischer never revealed what Steve Carell whispered to her during Pam and Michael’s airport farewell, but the sentiments they shared were real, as Fischer was told just to “say goodbye to Steve”.

36. During the first season of the show, the actors were told to bring in paperwork to keep busy when they were doing background work, as they didn’t have real computers.

37. They were later given real computers with internet as many of the cast would have days where they would do no acting whatsoever but read the news, play online chess, and text-chat with each other in the background.

38. Oscar Nunez had the only computer with a working speaker and would mostly use it to play videos of people falling over and bumping into things.

39. Rainn Wilson made a deal with the assistant director that if the cameras ever caught anything he was reading onscreen, he would donate $100 to Meals on Wheels.

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40. Steve Carell didn’t watch the UK version of The Office beforehand, wishing to avoid having the inclination to simply imitate Ricky Gervais’ version of the character.

41. Amy Adams was a relatively unknown actor when she played “purse girl” in “Hot Girl” – no one could’ve guessed how big she’d become in the coming years.

42. In “Launch Party” John Krasinski accidentally signed his own name on to Meredith’s cast instead of Jim’s.

43. Krasinski had to cut his hair for the film Leatherheads, so he was forced to wear a wig for the last six episodes of Season 3 of The Office.

44. Angela Kinsey was pregnant throughout the duration of Season 4, and can often be seen hiding her stomach behind bags, printers, and carefully placed boxes.

45. During Season 8, Jenna Fischer was actually pregnant. Pam’s pregnancy was already planned for the season but it wasn’t intended that Fischer’s actual pregnancy would coincide.

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46. The cast and crew always wrote and shot more footage than they needed to. Many of the episodes could have been hour long.

47. Jenna Fischer kept the engagement ring that Jim gave to Pam, and is still seen wearing it on TV.

48. Amy Poehler was originally set to play the role of Jan Levinson, but was kept in mind to later star in Parks and Recreation, which was initially going to be a spin-off of The Office.

49. Rainn Wilson wrote a blog for Dwight.

50. Amy Ryan’s appearance on the show as Holly was originally motivated by the cast’s intense love of The Wire.

51. Paul Lieberstein, who wrote for the show and played Toby, actually has an incredibly shy personality and disliked being onscreen, despite the cast and crew singing his praises as an actor, which is why Toby has no or few lines in any episode that Paul wrote or directed. He once said it was Mindy Kaling who was actually “King of Toby”.

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52. Rainn Wilson begged for Katee Sackhoff from Battlestar Galactica to be cast as Dwight’s ex-girlfriend.

53. Spinoffs were planned for both Andy and Dwight to get their own shows but eventually fell through.

54. John Krasinski and Brian Baumgartner would spend almost every lunch together in Baumgartner’s trailer playing John Madden Football.

55. The showrunners didn’t tell network executives that Steve Carell would be in the finale. They kept it secret until the episode aired and gave Michael’s lines to Creed in the table read.

56. Charles Miner mentions in Season 5 that he previously worked at Saticoy Steel. This is a reference to the actual filming location of the show in Los Angeles, which is in Saticoy Street.

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57. Brian Baumgartner, John Krasinski, Rainn Wilson, and various crew members had a fantasy football league that lasted six of the nine seasons. Wilson won just once.

58. Timothy Olyphant’s recurring character Danny Cordray is named after Randy Cordray, one of the show’s producers.

59. Mindy Kaling used to make up lies about their coworkers to mess with B.J. Novak. She once convinced him that showrunner Greg Daniels used to date one of the show’s actresses when they were in college, making Novak afraid to give proper criticisms during edits in fear of insulting Daniels’ ex.

60. The document being highlighted in the opening credits scene is a copy of the Los Angeles Municipal Code, Section 12.22.

61. The original name for the show was The American Workplace. The documentary version of the show that comes out in the final is season is named The Office: An American Workplace as an homage.

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