#tinting film consumes

[art--harridan]

[Image description: A digital drawing based on the film Girl Shy. It depicts Harold Lloyd's character Harold Meadows sat at his typewriter, paused in thought as his fingers hover above it. His eyes are looking up and his mouth is slightly open, like he's dreaming awake. A thought bubble floats around him like smoke, with the faces of two women in the middle of it. The two have annotations next to them that denote the twenties era stereotypes that they are styled as. The one noted as "the flapper" is smiling and has curly, slightly unkempt hair, with a headband around it. She has lighter makeup than the woman next to her, who has dark lips and eyeshadow and is labelled "the vamp". She has large circular statement earrings and an ornate headpiece atop her smooth updo. Her eyes are downturned, and her expression less approachable. Harold is coloured in greyscale, and so are the ladies, although they have a warmer brown tone, as does the smoke. There's a pinker line of light surrounding them and the writing. The background is a dark brown.]

Inktober - Day 15 (Guidebook)

Film - Girl Shy (Fred C. Newmeyer, Sam Taylor, 1924)

[wileys-russo]

time management II a.russo x reader

hello! this is my first ever post so pls be nice. It makes me sO nervous to dip my toe into writing on woso tumblr after only being a reader from afar but here we are 🫶🏻

time management II a.russo x reader

"baby? i'm back!" your girlfriend called out from the front door, the soft thud of her kit bag hitting the floor followed by a small grunt as she wrestled to take off her trainers. You couldn't help but chuckle as you heard yet another small thud followed by a yelp and some quiet cursing, it had all but become part of her routine now to fall over during the seemingly simple task. 

"hi clumsy." you greeted her with a knowing smile, the blonde huffing to blow a loose strand of hair out of her face, cheeks tinted pink with embarrassment and face flushed and rosy from training as she entered your eye line. "stupid floor." the girl grumbled in annoyance, shrugging off her training jacket and hanging it over the back of a chair as she stepped into the living room. 

The italian's large hands gently rested on either side of your face, tilting your head back ever so slightly as she bent down down to press a soft but sweet kiss to your forehead as she passed the back of the lounge you were currently sprawled on, work laptop perched precariously on your knees. 

"i wonder if we get a discount now when we go to the emergency room since you're such a frequented visitor." you teased with a grin, the older girl shooting you an unimpressed glare before she disappeared into the kitchen where you heard the tap running as she no doubt chugged a glass of water, yet another step in the post training routine.

"how was it?" you called out, eyes drifting back to the screen in front of you, the half completed report card staring back at you almost tauntingly. Your chest tightened somewhat when you glanced at the last name, a quiet sigh falling from your lips confirming you still had at least nineteen left to write before they were due for submission on monday. As the seconds ticked by friday was ever closer to being over, only tightening your deadline.

Unlike your superstar striker girlfriend you were not gifted with sporting ability, however what you may have lacked in the athletic department you made up for in the academic field. You'd always had a subtle but present passion for sharing knowledge with others, which with a gentle push from your own teachers, inevitably lead you down the path of teaching. After a few grueling years of uni and various placements your hard work paid off and you had finally secured your first permanent primary teaching position.

With the term holidays looming the days seemed to tick by ever so slowly for both you and your year 5 class, which they all made sure to remind you on a daily basis, especially when they were having to participate in anything apart from lunch or recess. The constant battle to keep them focused on anything but what they planned to do when not in school had you wanting to tear your hair out.

You adored your class, and of course you loved teaching. But the final two weeks of term was forever the most stressful for you, and as much as you tried to bottle it up, you were almost certain you were partially responsible for your students wild behavior, it was as if they picked up on your internal erratic energy.

As much as you'd secretly love to give into their endless demands, throw on some mind numbing cotton fluff childrens films for them to consume and keep quiet for the next week, you knew they would in the long term benefit from the lessons. Plus whose to say with a little money taken out of your own pocket you couldn't make it a little more fun for them in this upcoming final week like you'd planned.

Though you had one end goal, which was two weeks off to spend as much time with your friends, family and of course your girlfriend as you could squeeze in amongst some much needed self care time for yourself. Though it meant added stress in the meantime with forward planning your first couple weeks lessons back of next term before this term would even finish as to allow you to actually spend the time away from work, away from work.

"good! got a new PB on the bench press, even beat mary." alessia beamed in response to your prior question as she joined you, her competitive nature not much of a secret to those who knew her well enough. Growing up the youngest of three and the only girl it wasn't hard to see why she was wired with such a drive to win, and looking at her career so far it was even easier to see the obvious benefits it had for her.

"bet she loved that." you chuckled, eyes still focused on your screen as your fingers flew across the keyboard, finishing your sentence before placing it onto the coffee table your feet had been happily perched on, making sure your girlfriend knew she had your full attention as she rambled on for awhile about training and the upcoming match tomorrow.

"ah! you're all sweaty, go shower first." the taller girl grunted a little in shock as your legs shot out to press into her chest, stopping her from collapsing on top of you as you knew she'd intended to. "what! come on just one hug." the blondes perfectly plucked eyebrows furrowed together as her bottom lip jutted out into a small pout. Though after almost three years together now you were well aware of her games and overtime it had become much easier not to give into them, at least most of the time.

"no less, you know I hate it just go shower." you shook your head with a small smile, pointing upstairs sternly as your own eyebrows quirked upwards at her obvious defiance. "you don't always hate when I'm sweaty." your girlfriend grinned cheekily at the suggestive comment as she grabbed your feet, your cheeks flushing with warmth which didn't go unnoticed by the italian, adoring the effect her words could have on you when she wanted them to.

"go shower! you smell." you kicked at her lightly with a smirk as she swatted your legs away with ease, rolling her eyes playfully at the jab and turning as if to head upstairs as you reached over for your laptop assuming the conversation was over. 

A sincere mistake on your part as your girlfriend suddenly turned on her heel, launching herself back towards you and over the arm of the lounge, careful of how she landed as you felt her larger form envelop yours, arms encasing your torso and face plunged into your neck.

"alessia!" you squealed in surprise, desperately trying to shove her off of you to no avail as the much stronger girl held on with ease, going so far as to purposely rubbing her sweat dampened hair in your face. "get off! please!" you begged with a scream, laughter echoing around the room as the striker dug her fingers teasingly into your sides, legs slotted in-between your own, careful not to completely crush you beneath her.

"say you missed me and maybe I'll get off." alessia grinned, her lips inevitably finding your own, your stomach doing a back flip as they did, your arms coming to wrap around her neck, hand pressing on the back of her head only spurring her on to deepen the kiss further.

"no! I hate you, get off." you pushed her away with a peal of laughter as her tongue slipped inside your mouth, stopping things before the two of you got anymore carried away. 

"now that's not very nice, no one likes a liar bella." the blonde beamed, bright blue orbs locked with yours, you made sure to tear your gaze away before you got lost in them, melting at the italian endearment as it fell from her lips.

"get off me or I'll call your mum and tell her about our little trip last week." you threatened, withdrawing your hands from around her neck to cross them over your chest, your girlfriends eyes narrowing at your words as she pushed herself up, resting on her forearms which sat either side of your head. 

The threat was not taken lightly, her mum having all but promised the next time her daughter had any sort of stumble at home she'd move in and permanently encase her in bubble wrap, the girls clumsy nature making her a danger not only to herself but also to those around her.

Her most recent victim had of course been you, the slightly tipsy girl had been attempting to romantically carry you upstairs to bed after a big win, the two of you having celebrated with a bottle of wine and catching up on Love Island. 

But the sweet moment hadn't last long and before you knew it she'd tripped over a discarded trainer and promptly dropped you down half a flight of stairs. Luckily all you suffered was a slight cut above your eyebrow from a knock against the banister, and a lovely week of mild bruising on your tailbone. But forever overprotective alessia had insisted you go right to the emergency room to get assessed for a  concussion, and there was no convincing her otherwise. 

After the cut had been cleaned and sealed with a band aid, you'd been deemed not concussed  and alessia had copped a stern talking to from mary who she'd called for a ride, all was well again.

"you wouldn't." "lessi my love we both know I would."

"you know blackmail is a very unattractive quality." alessia tutted with a shake her head, the hint of a smile ghosting her lips betraying her attempt at a stern look as you smiled smugly, knowing you'd won. 

"go shower, i have to keep doing these reports anyway." your face softened as you gently tucked a loose strand of blonde hair behind the strikers ears, the older girl melting at the sincere touch as she stole a quick kiss and pushed herself off of you, standing to her feet and padding off upstairs.

You watched her go with a smile, shaking your head and readjusting your position, grabbing your laptop and mentally checking back into the work with a click of your mouse pad and a sigh. 

You had powered through another three reports by the time your girlfriend returned, her skin care routine always taking up an elaborate amount of time, though your own routines often out lasted hers so you had no room to comment. 

Your indecisiveness, non existent sense of urgency and endless 'final' touch ups when getting ready meant the two of you were known to be late for any event you were invited to, something that frustrated your incredibly punctual girlfriend to no end. But as you were always quick to cheekily remind her with a kiss, perfection took time.

The blonde joined you again on the couch, this time grabbing your mostly bare legs, save for a very short pair of football shorts, and lifting them to rest on her lap. Slotting her body in beside you, she fondly lent over to kiss your cheek before grabbing the remote from where it lay tucked into the side of the lounge. 

Your eyes glanced up from your screen with a quiet chuckle as she clicked in to watch united's match from last week, the calculated re-watching a common habit for the striker the night before a game. You were much accustomed to all of her pre and post match routines, and knew her well enough to know exactly what she needed from you on all occasions, win or lose, good game or bad.

"Where'd you dig these out from then?" The girl mused quietly, fingers tugging up your hoodie and prodding accusingly at the baby blue unc kit shorts she'd sworn she'd lost during the move to your current shared flat. 

"I've always known where they were." you answered cheekily as your lips quirked into a smile, eyes flickering over to hers before returning to your screen, now being alessia's turn to roll her eyes playfully at your vague response. 

Throughout the entire course of your relationship right down to the first few months of dating, her clothes had always seemed to magically appear on your body or in your closet. The girl having to practically beg for them to be given back, you only begrudgingly returning them once they stopped smelling like the Italian beauty you were rapidly falling head over heels for.

(though not that she had to confess to you how much she enjoyed you wearing her clothes for you to catch on how much she did. The blonde was hardly subtle in her affections toward you on a regular day, let alone when she'd return from training or wake up after a sleep in to you pottering around in the kitchen wearing only her jersey, last name sprawled proudly across your shoulder blades)

It all started off harmless, the taller girl always having been incredibly affectionate and touchy toward you, which was no issue given both your love languages included touch. Her hands rested innocently on your knees, tracing small shapes into the soft skin, but then they started to move a little higher, wandering hands gently grabbing at your thighs.

"alessia." you warned quietly, quickly moving her hands away from where they sat dangerously close to the hem of your hoodie. The blonde only hummed, eyes trained in concentration to the game on the tv in front of her, hands laying dormant on your thighs, perfectly manicured and resuming their absent minded tracing.

"less." you warned again, this time with a tired sigh as her hands slid up your legs and her fingers dipped into the waistband of your shorts, nails scratching gently against your hips. "I think you should take a break amore mio." the striker smiled charmingly, hands immediately placed back to where you'd moved them from, the girl interlocking your fingers and bringing them to her lips, gently kissing the back of your palm.

"love we go through this every term, I have to get these reports done. Would you rather I not come to your game tomorrow? Because if we carry on with what you want right now, that's going to be the outcome." You again sighed, your girlfriend leaning in to bury her face into your neck as you messed around with the rings adorning her slender fingers.

"Of course I want you at the game. Just take a small break, let me give you a massage or something." The girl mumbled, pressing feather light kisses to the sensitive skin, your eyes briefly fluttering closed in pleasure before you shrugged her away.

"Five minutes, that's it." You warned seriously, your girlfriend nodding eagerly as her lips quickly reattached to your neck. "Please don't tell me you're setting a timer." she sighed, forehead slumping down to press into your shoulder with a groan, already knowing the answer to her own question as you finished up tapping away at the apple watch on your wrist.

You placed your laptop back on the coffee table, your girlfriend nudging for you to adjust your position on the lounge, turning your body so your back pressed into her front. 

"Baby your shoulders are ridiculously knotted, try to relax." alessia chastised quietly, you withholding a moan as her fingers dug expertly into your skin, working hard to try and de-stress your tightly clenched muscles. 

"is it working?" the blonde asked softly, peppering buttery kisses down the side of your jaw and you hummed, closing your eyes with a content sigh of relief.

"good. So, mearps and tooney will be here in a bit to-" alessia started as your eyes shot open, stress once again consuming you, pushing your body away from hers, eyes widening. 

"Tonight? I have to get back to these reports less." you sighed tiredly, both of you jumping slightly as your timer sounded and you were quick to tap it off, moving your body further away from alessia's who frowned at the sudden lack of contact.

You adored your girlfriends team mates, both at club and country, all of them making sure you knew that just because they were alessia's friends first didn't mean they loved or cared for you any less.

lotte and georgia even having gone out of their way to give alessia herself a stern talking to about never breaking your heart, it may have been fueled by an alcohol filled celebration post euros win, but never failed to make you laugh or feel the sincere care from the other girls.

Right now however the two bubbly Manchester players were the last people you wanted to see, entertaining anyone a thought far from your reach and capacity at the moment. 

You had plans you felt you couldn't back out of for the rest of your weekend. A doctors appointment tomorrow morning, lessons to be planned for the new term, going to alessia's game in the afternoon and out with her family for dinner afterwards. Then Sunday would be consumed by your own family, your grandmothers 95th birthday not something you could just skip out on, and your family were not ones to half do a celebration so you knew it would be a full day commitment. 

So in accordance you'd planned to get your reports done tonight so you could enjoy your weekend stress free. 

Though subconsciously you knew 'stress free' was always going to be a lie.

 You'd had a lot longer than a few days to get these done, but with procrastination and long days overwhelmed by wrangling 25 stir crazy holiday hungry students, your week had drizzled by without a single one touched, every time you tried filled with someone else needing your attention, both at school and at home.

It didn't help that because your girlfriends love language was touch, when your attention couldn't be on her in the minimal time you had alone together during your busy weeks, she'd often become quite frustrated and needy. 

"I don't see why you're upset, haven't you had all week to get them done?" your girlfriend questioned, not intending it to come across as accusatory as it did. "alessia-" you started with a sharp sigh, fingers squeezing the bridge of your nose as you pressed your eyes closed.

"you know the time leading up to the end of term is the busiest for me. The kids are wild and un-engaged but I still have to get through the last of the curriculum with them, I have to go through all their homework and all their assignments to collate these reports, I have to forward plan my lessons for next term so I can actually have a break in-between them-" you paused to take another deep breath, feeling the stress bubbling up rapidly inside you.

"- we have plans with our families all weekend, I need peace and quiet to get these done tonight and as much as I love tooney and mearps we both know that won't happen if they're here." You inhaled, closing your eyes and letting go of the bridge of your nose to run your hands through your hair, letting out a slow and shaky exhale.

"So you have had all week to get them done then." alessia shot back without thinking, crossing her arms over her chest stubbornly as you paused to take a breath, knowing that if you gave in to an argument there was even less chance of you getting things done. 

"Can you not just reschedule to another night? Or go to one of their houses?" You asked softly, trying not to let your emotions win over. "Could you not have worked on your time management? I feel like we have this exact same argument over your inability to mange your own work load all the time!" alessia challenged with a frown, your own face falling at the lack of understanding and support from the girl who was supposed to be your partner.

"like you said, this happens every term. You never manage your time right and get overwhelmed and stressed when it comes to a head when all of your stress could be avoided if you just learnt from the mistakes made last time, prioritized things correctly and fixed the problem!" alessia huffed, throwing her hands up and sending you a pointed look of annoyance.

"you know what? You're absolutely right alessia I don't have the time management to argue about this right now. And yes this is all my fault, because between being needed at school or needed by my students or their parents or needed by my own family or my own friends or your friends or my coworkers or my boss, how dare I not prioritize you and your needs from me. Oh wait? That's what I'm trying to do so I can come to your stupid fucking match tomorrow! So congratulations you are absolutely right and you do whatever you want, just leave me alone and don't expect to see me there tomorrow." you finally snapped, the stress bubbling up and boiling over before you even had a moment to take a breath. 

Standing to your feet and snatching your phone and laptop from the table you stormed off upstairs, the slam of the bedroom door seemingly triggering knocks at the front one announcing the arrival of your dinner guests, who had no idea what they were about to walk into.

Alessia looked upstairs and bit down on her bottom lip, contemplating following you, but the continuing knocks at the front door had made the decision for her, the girl composing herself before hurrying over to open it. "Finally! What did I interrupt you mid shag?" mary teased, hurrying inside past her teammate who closed the door afterwards, still trying to wrap her head around what had just happened.

"Hope everyone's decent!" mary yells looking around for you, the teasing grin falling flat from her face as she instantly picks up on the strange tension in the room and the somewhat guilty look plastered to the young blonde in front of hers face.

"Where's tooney then?" alessia asked quietly, making her way into the kitchen to grab mary something to drink. "Her turn to buy dinner, she was still trying to decide what to pick up on the way. Hey leave that, what's happened?" mary moved to close the fridge, nudging alessia and opening her arms, the younger girl accepting the hug with a troubled sigh.

"What's gone on less?" mary asked softly, dragging her to sit at the island as the older woman joined her, rubbing her back gently when alessia groaned, dragging her hands down her face before recounting the argument and most of what lead up to it.

"Oh less." mary sighed once she'd finished, alessia resting her head on her hand with a frown. "For a smart girl you're so thick sometimes." mary stated bluntly, shoving the strikers head off of her hand as she swiped her arm out from beneath her. "mary!" alessias frown deepened, shoving the girl back whose smile only grew.

"when you get home from late training, whose got dinner ready and waiting for you on the table?" mary simply asked, shutting down the blondes questions with a wave of her hand, waiting patiently for an answer.

"she does." alessia mumbled.

"when you're in a strop cause we lose or you miss a sitter, whose there afterwards to build you back up and look after you?" mary questioned again, her pointed look shutting down any protests from the younger girl who sighed and repeated the same answer as before.

"when we go on national camps, we're away for what? weeks at a time? same thing with tournaments, away games, media days, we were gone for months with the euro's-" mary continued as alessia let out yet another troubled sigh, the pieces starting to slot together in her head.

"okay yes, I get it." the younger girl intervened, mary waving her off before continuing.

"no less, let me finish. You got upset because what? she doesn't give in to your cry for attention and give into whatever you want from her? which mind you she does do every other day, as well as give her entire care and attention to twenty five kids, daily. God knows I struggle to deal with you lot who are adults daily! Not to even think about how much pressure is likely put on her from the school, her students parents, people can treat teachers like shit. But despite that she still goes out of her way to do the little things like double check your kit bag for you on a weekend in case you forgot something, leave those soppy little notes in your bags for you to find when we go away to camp, go out of her way to cook for you and have it ready when you're home late . But that's probably because she knows how moody you get when you don't eat right." mary joked lightly, bumping her shoulder playfully against her teammates.

"my point is, you can hardly have a go at her for you not thinking she's managing her time right. When the main things you're sopping about her not having time for is something she avoids things like her work, to do. So really..." mary trailed off, looking hopefully to the blonde beside her.

"-she's not bad at managing her time, I need to get better at managing my expectations around her time." alessia finished as mary's eyebrows shot up in surprise, that answer better than what she was even angling for.

"bingo!" mary confirmed as alessia let out another loud groan, feeling the weight of the dirt from the hole she'd dug herself into beginning to weigh heavily on her shoulders. "that makes it sound like I'm one of her students just constantly demanding her time and attention." alessia whined into her hands, shaking her head remorsefully. "I mean you said it, but if the shoe fits..." mary trailed off with a shrug, unable to argue the somewhat valid point made. 

"less, you've been infatuated with the girl since you laid eyes on her in that coffee shop, there's a reason we took the mick out of you for it. Show her that when she's struggling to manage her time and her workload, you're there as her partner to help her shoulder it and work through it. Support her like she's always supporting you, its not all about the big gestures either. Do the little things that help take away from the stress she's feeling right now, you love each other very very much, and she still knows that." mary comforted the striker, again gently rubbing a hand up and down her back as alessia nodded.

"well I'd say my work here is done, that'll be 250 pounds for my valuable time and treasured advice please." mary stood to her feet, holding out her hand expectantly, alessia unable to keep from cracking a small smile as she pushed the keepers arm away.

"right. I'll go call tooney and we'll bugger off, you go fix things with your lady and hopefully I'll see you both tomorrow. But-" mary started before alessia cut her off, guessing already what the keeper had to say. "-but if she has reports to do, it's okay that she misses the game." alessia confirms, mary beaming proudly as the two of them walked to the front door.

"good girl, god they grow up and learn so quickly." mary wiped a fake tear from her face as alessia practically shoved her out the door, thanking her and with a quick hug she was disappearing off into the crisp april air.

meanwhile you sat upstairs trying your very best to concentrate on the reports in front of you, your mind running rampant with the stress at the thought of not getting them done, the overthinking causing somewhat of an internal meltdown as you closed your laptop and laid down with a large sigh.

a knock at the bedroom door shifted your focus, you sat back up and hastily yanked the laptop open before resting it on your knees, calling for alessia to come in. the blonde gingerly opened the door and leant against the frame, rocking awkwardly on the balls of her feet as your eyes stayed trained to your screen.

"i made dinner." the older girl announced softly, running a hand through her hair with a small sigh when you didn't respond. "do you want me to bring you up a plate so you can keep working?" she took a seat carefully on the corner of the bed, reaching out to place a hand on your ankle, a small sense of relief spreading through her body when you didn't push her away.

"i'm sorry." "i'm sorry."

you looked up as you both spoke in sync, small smiles settling on both your faces as you did. 

"you don't have anything to be sorry for, I've been quite selfish. You have so much on your plate at the moment and instead of helping you share the load I've just been adding to it and complaining when things don't go my way. that's not healthy and not helpful and i'm really sorry, i hope it isn't too late to change that." alessia was quick to apologize again as you closed your laptop and moved, sat beside one another at the end of the bed.

"i could have communicated things a little better instead of just bottling it all up and then snapping on you, that wasn't fair and i'm sorry too. And you were right I do need to get better at managing my time and prioritizing things so it doesn't all bank up to be dealt with at the last minute." you admitted shyly, the both of you reaching out for the others hands, fiddling absentmindedly with one another's fingers.

"i love you." alessia blurted out, a smile creeping onto your face at the words, echoing them back as you both shared a tender kiss, relief filling both your bodies that the argument for now had been resolved. 

"where's mearps and tooney?" you asked, perking up as you suddenly remembered part of what lead to the argument in the first place. "at their own places, mary might have popped over and admittedly talked some sense into me." the italian admitted with a guilty smile, the two of you sharing a look before bursting out into laughter, both of you looking toward the keeper as an older sister figure for this reason.

"so, game plan." your girlfriend straightened up, kissing your knuckles before dropping your hand. "i'll bring you up some dinner, you work on your reports, try to go to bed before eleven and get some sleep. then tomorrow i'll drive you to your appointment in the morning, go to my game. You stay here, and do your reports. i'll tell my family we'll go to dinner next week instead, they come every week so they won't mind, we order pizza for dinner and i'll be around if you need anything but i'll stay out of your hair. Then hopefully everything's done by your grandmas birthday on sunday." alessia rambled out, only pausing to take a breath once she'd finished.

"less, baby-" your eyebrows knitted together, the girl holding up her hand to silence your protests before they could fall from your mouth. "no, you always go above and beyond for me, this is the least i can do for you. please?" she practically begged, hand coming to softly rest on your cheek as you nodded, leaning in to connect your lips again, smiling at the all too familiar feeling of warmth it ignited in you.

long term you knew this was a problem you had to work on, but for right now, wrapped up in your little love bubble, you knew things were going to be okay, and that was all that mattered.

[nickgurl4life]

✦PAGES✦ chapter two

CW: pure fluff, tutoring, a confession, and a first kiss!!! (note this takes place about a month of him tutoring her)

Summary: nerd!matt finally gets the guts to tell popular!reader He likes her during a tutoring lesson. Will she feel the same?

Announcement: no announcement, but I hope you like chapter 2! If you have any requests on things to happen during this series, the inbox you shall go. Just a disclaimer, ik its happening fast but I promise this'll still go on till at LEAST 6 chapters, nothing less.

Word Count: 2.4k (only words)

Today was the day—Matt had finally decided to confess his feelings for you. His stomach churned with nervous energy, his hands clammy as he tried to muster the courage to speak his heart. Sure, he was the nerdy one, always buried in books and equations, but he wasn’t oblivious to the way you’d smile at him, laugh at his jokes, and lean in just a little too close during your tutoring sessions. You’d been flirty—at least, he thought you had—and it gave him hope. Maybe, just maybe, he had a chance. You were perched on the edge of his neatly made bed, a familiar routine at this point. His room smelled faintly of mint and cedarwood, a comforting scent that matched his calm but focused demeanor. The walls were adorned with a mix of posters—some for indie films you’d never heard of and others showcasing complex mathematical formulas you pretended to understand. Matt stood by his desk, the hefty textbook open in front of him, flipping pages with a practiced ease. "Okay, so we went over this section yesterday, but I think we should review it again," he said, glancing up at you with a nervous but hopeful smile. You nodded, mirroring his energy, and leaned forward slightly, resting your chin on your hand as he began to explain. You caught a flicker of hesitation in his eyes, a subtle shift in his voice, and you couldn’t help but wonder what was really on his mind.

As the session went on, Matt’s usual confidence with the material began to waver. He stumbled over words he knew by heart, his hands fidgeting with the edge of the textbook. You noticed it almost immediately; he wasn’t the type to get tripped up by something as simple as a definition. His cheeks were tinted pink, and he kept avoiding your gaze, his eyes flicking between the book, his desk, and the floor like they held the answers to his turmoil. It was endearing in a way, watching him struggle with emotions instead of equations for once. “So, um,” he began, voice quieter than usual, “about this example problem…” He trailed off, his fingers nervously tapping the corner of the page. You raised an eyebrow, tilting your head in curiosity. “Matt, are you okay?” you asked, your tone softer now. He swallowed hard and let out a shaky laugh, rubbing the back of his neck. “Yeah, yeah, I’m fine. Totally fine,” he lied, clearly not convincing either of you. The air between you grew heavier, charged with unspoken words. He finally set the textbook down, the thud breaking the silence. His eyes met yours briefly before darting away again, his resolve visibly crumbling under the weight of whatever he was about to say. “Actually,” he muttered, almost too low to hear, “there’s… something I need to tell you.”

You sat up a little straighter, your curiosity piqued. Matt wasn’t one to beat around the bush, so whatever this was, it had to be important. He shifted his weight from one foot to the other, his fingers now gripping the back of his chair like it was the only thing keeping him grounded. You waited patiently, giving him the space he clearly needed to collect himself. “I, uh…” He paused, exhaling sharply as if trying to expel the nerves threatening to consume him. “This isn’t exactly easy to say, but I feel like if I don’t, I’ll regret it forever.” His words hung in the air, trembling with vulnerability. You blinked, unsure of what to say, so you stayed quiet, allowing him to continue. He finally looked at you, really looked at you, his dark eyes locking onto yours with an intensity you hadn’t seen before. “You mean a lot to me,” he began, his voice steadier now but still soft. “I know I’m probably not your type, and maybe I’m way off base here, but… these past few weeks have been amazing. Getting to know you, helping you—it’s been the best part of my day. And I just…” He hesitated, running a hand through his hair, his nerves momentarily breaking through again. “I like you. Like, really like you. More than just a friend or your tutor.” He let out a shaky breath, his words finally out in the open. “I know I’m not the smoothest guy, but I had to tell you. Because if there’s even a small chance you feel the same way… I’d kick myself forever if I didn’t take it.”

The room felt charged with an intensity that made it hard to breathe. Matt’s confession hung in the air, vulnerable and raw, and for a moment, everything seemed to stand still. His cheeks were flushed, his hands trembling slightly as he awaited your response. You could feel the weight of his words pressing on you, the quiet tension wrapping around you both like a thick fog. He was looking at you, waiting for something, anything—just to know if what he had put out there had a chance of being returned. You were popular—always surrounded by friends, the center of attention at school, the one everyone noticed. Matt, on the other hand, was quieter, more reserved, the kind of guy who spent his time buried in books. You’d never really thought of him as more than just your tutor, but there had been moments—moments when his shy smiles and the way he made you laugh without even trying made something shift inside you. You swallowed hard, unsure of what to say. Matt had always been the reliable one, the smart guy you could count on, but this... this was something different, something that had the power to change everything. “Matt…” you said softly, your voice uncertain. The way his name slipped from your lips felt heavier than usual, as if carrying a weight you hadn’t realized was there. His face, which had been filled with hope, seemed to waver, a flicker of disappointment passing through his eyes as he waited for the rejection he was sure was coming. You could feel the eyes of the world on you, though no one else was in the room.

You knew what people would think—What is she doing with him? Why would someone like her want someone like him? The pressure was suffocating. You were expected to be with someone popular, someone who fit into the life everyone thought you should have. But in that moment, all those expectations felt like noise—distant, unimportant. “Matt,” you repeated, your voice firmer this time, “You don’t have to apologize for how you feel. It’s just… I wasn’t expecting this.” You stood up, crossing the room to where he was standing. The air between you seemed to crackle with tension, but you felt something else too—something that wasn’t fear, but something like curiosity. You saw him look at you, his eyes full of uncertainty, and your heart gave a small lurch. You had always prided yourself on having control of the situation of knowing what people expected and delivering. But with Matt, that control slipped away, and for the first time, you let yourself wonder about the possibility of something different. “I don’t know what this means yet,” you said, your voice softer now. “But maybe we should find out, together. No pressure, no expectations. Just… us.” For a moment, it looked like Matt didn’t believe you—his eyes were wide, his mouth parted as if he were waiting for the punchline of a joke. But then, slowly, a smile began to creep across his face. It wasn’t the nervous smile he’d worn before, but a genuine one, the kind that made his eyes light up, and in that moment, you felt your own heart flutter.

You’d never thought you’d find yourself in this situation. But maybe, just maybe, the kind of person you thought you should be with wasn’t the one you really needed after all.Matt’s smile, tentative and full of relief, made your heart race. The uncertainty that had clouded your thoughts earlier started to clear, and you realized something: You’d been afraid. Afraid of what people might think, afraid of how your life might change. But more than that, you’d been afraid of your own feelings—feelings you hadn’t allowed yourself to acknowledge, not fully. As Matt stood there, his nervous energy slowly being replaced by a hint of hope, something inside you shifted. You had always been the girl everyone expected to have it all together, always confident, always in control, but in that moment, none of that seemed important. All that mattered was what you were feeling right now, standing in front of him. And maybe for once, it was okay to let go of the mask you wore for everyone else. You took a deep breath, the weight of the moment pressing down on you, and you moved closer to him. His eyes followed you, uncertainty clouding his expression again, but you could see the faint glimmer of hope there, too. You knew he was still waiting for you to say something more, something that would make this real.

“Matt,” you began, your voice steady but softer than usual, “I wasn’t expecting this. I wasn’t expecting you… or how I’d feel about you. But I guess that’s the thing, isn’t it? We go through life thinking we know what we want, who we’re supposed to be with, and then—” You paused, trying to find the right words. “And then something happens. Someone happens. And you start to realize that maybe it’s not about fitting into the mold everyone expects. Maybe it’s about feeling… this.” You stepped closer, feeling your pulse quicken as the distance between you both closed. His eyes widened as if he were still trying to process what you were saying, but you could see the shift—the recognition in his gaze. “I’ve been scared,” you admitted, the words slipping out before you could stop them. “Scared of how this would look, scared of what people would say. But then I realized, I don’t really care about that anymore. I care about how I feel when I’m with you.” Matt opened his mouth as if to speak, but you gently placed a finger on his lips, stopping him. “I like you, too, Matt,” you said, your voice quieter now, but filled with the weight of everything you hadn’t said until now. “I really like you. More than I thought I could. And maybe I didn’t see it before, but I see it now. I want to see where this can go. With you. No more hiding behind what I’m supposed to be, or who I’m supposed to be with. Just… us.”

The air around you seemed to still, and for a heartbeat, you both stood there, staring at each other, letting the magnitude of what you’d both just confessed sink in. Matt’s expression slowly melted from disbelief to something softer, warmer, his lips curving into a smile that made your heart skip a beat. And then, finally, he spoke, his voice low and full of wonder, “Are you sure?” You nodded, a small, genuine smile spreading across your own face. “I’m sure.” The tension between you both felt palpable, the silence heavier now, as if the world was holding its breath. Matt stood in front of you, his eyes flickering between your lips and your eyes, his body slightly tense. For a moment, he seemed almost unsure, like he was still processing everything you had both just admitted. He cleared his throat, his voice barely above a whisper. “Can I…?” he began, his words hanging in the air. He hesitated, unsure if he was pushing too far, but his gaze never left yours, waiting for you to say something—anything. You could see the vulnerability in him, the way his lips parted as if he was bracing for rejection. Your heart softened, and without thinking, you reached out, brushing your fingers over his arm in reassurance.

The contact seemed to ground him, and slowly, he leaned in, his hand gently resting on your cheek. You nodded, your breath catching in your throat. “Yeah,” you whispered, your voice a little unsteady. “I want this too.” At that, Matt closed the remaining space between you, his lips meeting yours with the gentleness of someone who was savoring the moment, careful and deliberate. It was a kiss that felt like a question at first, a soft exploration of what you both had been too afraid to admit until now. And when you kissed him back, just as softly, it became the answer—a quiet, perfect confirmation of everything that had been building between you.As you pulled away, the world slowly came back into focus, the air around you charged with the weight of everything that had just happened. Matt’s forehead rested against yours, both of you breathing a little heavier, the quiet hum of your shared moment still lingering. His hand remained on your cheek, tender and warm, as if making sure you were still there, still real. You met his gaze, searching his eyes for the same thing he was probably looking for in yours—reassurance, certainty.

So... what now?” Matt asked, his voice soft but filled with that familiar, hesitant warmth. His smile was small, but there was something different about it now—a quiet, genuine confidence that wasn’t there before. You couldn’t help but smile back, the uncertainty that had once filled the space between you both now replaced with something steady, something unspoken. “Now?” you echoed, your voice light but full of meaning. “Now, we’re... together, I guess.” Matt’s smile widened at the simplicity of your words, his hand slipping to your side as he pulled you in for a brief, comforting hug. “Together,” he repeated, as if testing the word on his tongue. “I like the sound of that.” You stayed there for a moment longer, wrapped in each other’s arms, the world outside fading into the background. For once, there were no doubts, no expectations—just the quiet certainty that you had taken a step forward, together. Matt pulled back slightly, his eyes soft with a quiet joy as he looked at you. “This feels... right,” he said, his voice filled with relief, and you couldn’t help but agree. The weight of everything that had been left unsaid was gone, replaced with the simple truth that you were no longer just two people in a room—you were something more, something real.

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[architectureandmorality]

It's sad to know that I'm probably part of the last generation that had contact with technology working physically, and all the fascination that it brought. Looking at vinyl records and trying to imagine how the needle would fit through the grooves to produce sound. Wondering why I couldn't open the camera if the film was being used. Then laying back on the grass with the negatives to look at the blue tint on my mother's skin in the tiny frames, against the bright sky outside. Pulling out VHS tape from its broken casing to try to see the frames. Why wasn't it like the film that went in the camera? Sitting with my mother's typewriter, trying to write school assignments on it because I was fascinated with how the hammers moved. Watching my dad opening the TV up to fix some wires. Later I would sit very close to the screen and wonder how the bars in three colours made up all of those pictures. We broke things. We opened them, we fixed them. Learned from my dad how to fix them, and how to solder. Now everything is miniaturised. Efficient. Practical. In water-tight casings, that you can't open, or won't open not to void the warranty. But if it breaks anyway, you just buy a new one.

The video is there, the music is there, you don't know how it got to you, how it works, you just accept its presence. And you consume.

[firewalkzwit]

in the mood for love // neil lewis x reader

To accept that life is not David Lynch's magnificent "Blue Velvet", or much less Billy Wilder's "Double Indemnity", was not an easy thing for a man like Neil Lewis, who adored nothing more than to vicariously live through the screen time of the 50's Hollywood heartthrobs that starred as his favourite characters.

So, in the event that a Rohmerian woman whose quirk could even be seen through her yellow lens Godard-ish sunglasses, Neil found it to be an offer he couldn't refuse.

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Cross-posted on AO3

A.N: i actually never finished watching the detectives bc i was honestly not a fan of the plot so bare with me lol, i was only too in love w cill and lucy liu's characters but the movie itself kinda disappointed me

also, yes i made them fans of MY favorite movies, arrest me.

The sound of intense tapping of nails on the counter, crowded by a disastrous attempt at organising countless VHS tapes scattered all over it, caused the plastic of the films to rattle as the table vibrated. Neil's tired eyes rolled upwards to catch a glimpse of the face before him, a slight frown drawn between her eyebrows and an intensely inquisitive stare which hardly helped him to decipher what exactly she wanted that actually merited bothering him.

The harsh placement of the VHS on his desk caused him to grit his teeth, it felt almost imperative, and it ached him to see his most prized possessions be mistreated. His eyes drifted back up to her, the yellow-tinted lens of her sunglasses still didn't stop him from finding them oddly familiar. Scanning to the rest of her clothes as if he wanted to glimpse her personality based on her looks, he felt like a detective. The black minidress on her body was rather loose, and the sleeves ended close to the start of her wrists, as if it was too short for her arms. It seemed like an intentional fashion choice, despite how unflattering it looked to him. The dress hugged her waist in the centre, with a peculiar silver belt he'd only see in the outfit of a woman in a nouvelle vague film. In fact, her entire style seemed to be the one of a sixties Parisian flâneur, as if she was ruthlessly trying to imitate Anna Karina. Over the turtleneck that culminated her dress, a thin, long golden chain that went as low as her belt had a large and round golden pendant hanging from it.

But as soon as she spoke he was disappointed to find no thick, sexy french accent, but rather an ordinary speech, almost too friendly and passive to be attractive. His eyes drifted down to the VHS on his desk; while he expected Vivre Sa Vie, le Bonheur or Pierrot le Fou, there was no La Collectionneuse on his desk, but rather the most unexpected of outcomes.

Jane Birkin would never rent a chick-flick, Neil thought.

The membership she handed did not belong to her, it was that of a man's, an old one too, judging by his name.

"Alright, that will be eight dollars."

"Jeez, eight?"

"Eight."

"You do know the other rental charges only five, right?"

"I was not aware, thank you." Not only was she of poor taste, but also quite irritating. Even though he refrained from explaining how being a smaller business practically obliged him to charge more to make an actual profit, it was before he could begin to explain the late fees that she snatched the VHS from his hand.

"I'm actually going to keep looking." And just like that, she turned and began to walk slightly bent over, looking at the orange labels that hung on the shelves. Curiosity consumed him, and he also felt it his duty as the owner of the videoclub to assist his customers in making a choice.

"Are you looking for something in particular?"

"Well... What do you have with Robert De Niro?" Neil's eyes suddenly lit up, as if her personality had a chance at salvation the moment those words came out of her mouth.

"Most of his works, there's his classics like Goodfellas, Taxi Driver... I even have Heat if you're looking for something more thrilling."

"Heat?"

"Heat is one of the most critically acclaimed nineties crime dramas. It also stars Al Pacino, it's this kinda' cop and criminal trope but so realistically achieved, even the sound of firearms is claimed to be one of the most realistic in the history of film-"

"I'll just take that one." The tip of her finger slowly grazed his as she gently took the Heat VHS from his hands, a friendly awkward grin displaying discomfort. "It's just for my dad."

"Oh... Sixteen Candles' for you I guess." A soft nasal laugh left her body as her head tilted down, shaking in denial.

"No, that's for my dad too." Ok, weird, but by then she had undeniably picked his curiosity.

"Nothing for you then?"

"I prefer a cheaper rental, this is my dad's membership." As if he couldn't see for himself that such a name would never belong to her, it could only be that of an old geezer who he still struggled to recognise even though he was a member. And even though she intended to make a subtle comment, it did not come off that way.

"Oh yeah? And what do you rent in the cheaper club?" Media Giant could have a wider offer and lower prices, but Neil assumed it wasn't a real loss if the clientele consisted of girls like her.

"I like French movies, Harmony Korine, seventies giallos... Why, you want me to rent them from you instead?" While her first pick was particularly predictable, Italian giallos were a genre he was interested in exploring, and of which he hardly had any in his extensive collection. Neil shrugged almost dramatically, trying to incite her to take yet another pick.

"It wouldn't hurt your dad. Except for the giallo part, ‘can't help you there."

"You mean you have no giallos here?" His face deformed into an awkward pout, as if he'd been defeated in his own ground. "You look like the type of guy to own them on Criterion."

"I don't think so, no." By that point, the humiliation of her light cackle upsetted and confused him even further, returning her change as she piled up the tapes.

"If you ever want to watch a good Dario Argento movie, you let me know when I return you these." And marking her goodbye with a soft grin that slightly lifted the sunglasses that rested above her cheeks, Neil was taken aback beyond speech. Was it a date? Was she joking? He couldn't quite understand, and so couldn't come up with a proper response.

But seven days passed before she returned, and he would have to charge her the late fees that added to the sixteen dollars. However, in the course of those five days Neil hardly remembered her, briefly making a comment about it to his friends. Neil was not the type of man to stress easily, and he was exercising his peace that particular afternoon as he watched the director's cut of Psycho, to him a movie that truly never got old. He snacked on the couch in a slobby posture, his limbs spread over it without a care about presentation. It was not the type of day for him to expect too many customers, and it was too hot to go outside anyway. Hardly did he ever struggle to find an excuse to stay in anyway, so when he heard the doorknob pushed down his expression shifted into a displeased grimace. His eyes peered over the backrest, displeased to find that someone had indeed come in.

As he got up and stretched, mindfully appearing to be homeless, he caught a glimpse of her again. Her head was tilted and on her hands were the two tapes she had borrowed. He was surprised to have even forgotten that he'd rented her the films, usually being more attentive about what went in and out of his club. Probably the bizarre interaction had caused him to forget. That time she wore a tiny pair of black shorts with black stockings up the knees and also black, sharp-pointed flats. The usual thick, high-waisted belt accompanied a loose sage blouse, which was accessorised with elongated collars of various unique beads, and the peculiar yellow-tinted shades. Not that Neil cared at all about fashion, nor did he understand it, but he assumed she was going for chic.

"Sorry for not coming by sooner, hope you didn't miss these." She placed the tapes on the counter and quickly began looking through her pockets for the money she assumed she'd have to pay for being two days late. Before he could tell her how much extra she owed, she placed the four dollars on top of the movies.

"How'd you know how much..." Neil's finger drew a circle above the tapes and the money, as if she was some sort of genie or simply gambling with how much he'd charge compared to his prime competitor.

"My dad." She quickly interrupted, offering him her usual small grin of politeness before making her way out. Yet by that point Neil wasn't oblivious to her previous invitation, overwhelmed by the curiosity her strange looks provoked him.

"Is... the offer for that Dario Argento still up?" He could tell she was smiling through the way her cheeks lifted, visible from behind, and the way her voice sounded. When people smile and talk, their voice accommodates to the wider lips and sound friendlier.

"Glad you asked."

It was by that point that the old-Hollywood mystery enthusiast Neil and the French new-wave, foreign murder-thriller enjoyer Y/N frequented each other in what consisted of visits to the Gumshoe Video and her place. In contrast to his original impression of her, she was quite the film collector, owning a perfect shrine that ranged from art house Kino Lorber films to a wide range of classics on Criterion. She was truly well stocked. The only thing obvious to him from the start was that she was a great enthusiast of foreign films, something she even gave away in the unique way she dressed.

She was also an occasional actress, kindly starring in the indie projects of some of her film geek friends, many who shockingly knew Neil as well. It was natural for them to have so many people in common, especially because people with mutual interests were bound to come across each other in such a small town, however he was surprised to not have seen her previously roaming around or in any of his friends' films. She had a look that just gave away she'd be into acting, the role of a muse seemed to fit her character perfectly.

Because of this, as soon as Neil began to grow an interest in impressing her, she was surprised to hear he wanted to try and film an experimental short, try his luck at producing something beyond an advertising trailer for his videoclub, something more artistic.

Obviously he invited her to star in it, and even though he'd expected her to jump in his arms in excitement, never did she show herself to be shocked or taken aback by any of the bizarre propositions he had in mind. Neil wasn't very knowledgeable or even interested in the world that existed beneath experimental indie films, but she seemed to be willing to comply with the various shots of strange ideas he sketched frantically in strangely-drawn frames.

When it was finally time to shoot, it was clear that the whole tape would be very rudimentary, using the 35mm film gauge she had offered to lend him, demanding that he treat her camera with extreme care.

Despite Neil's attempts of disclosing what exactly he had in mind, rough sketches were clearly not enough, as the minute they began to shoot and the scenes began to come to life, it became too clear to her that Neil just wanted to see her naked, behaving like a conceited filmographer in poor attempts of masking his amateurism. It was hard to imagine senior film-makers like Jean-Luc Godard, especially the favourites of Y/N, and the thousands of breast and butt-naked women takes they had witnessed being filmed in their lifetime. Neil found it hard to imagine them behaving with naturality, but then again he assumed it was the only way to behave if they were actually in search of pristine shots.

"You don't seem to be taking this too seriously." She finally scolded, her forearm hugging her chest to cover her breasts once Neil cut the cameras.

"What do you mean? I'm directing here."

"You're wasting film in countless shots of my tits, what message are you trying to convey?" Interrogation was not on his plans, especially because Neil expected artistic and abstract film to not be questioned, but rather merely interpreted.

"It's about... the beauty of the raw human body." His tone didn't project confidence, and Y/N could tell he was feeding her bull-shit.

"Okay, then I'll film you too."

"Sorry, what?"

"It's not the human body if you also don't see the male." He didn't seem too convinced, obviously it was far more amusing to simply watch than to have to partake. "You and all these film-makers are so open minded when it comes to seeing women, but there's still a taboo for the male body." Neil couldn't find in him the interest to follow her idea. Obviously she had a valid point, but he was never the type to pay attention to the underlying message behind highly interpretable films, rather driven to puzzling movies where connecting the dots until the end was the reason to get his brain working.

However, how could he disagree? By that point it couldn't get more intimate than that, and a sudden high of confidence invaded him and prompted him to begin to undress himself. He began by his shirt, clumsily taking it off and visibly embarrassed. As he begins to rid himself from his pants and underwear, feeling the lens of the camera stare at him probingly, the desire to turn back strikes him to his core. He finally stands there, exposed and naked. He tries to look defiant and confident, but he's achingly vulnerable.

The camera is delighted with his expressions, and his body is posed like he wants to bend inwards and disappear into the air, but just when the filming of his most exposed self seems to never end, the camera lowers and his eyes meet with hers, and her own naked body too.

The naturality with which she accepted being in the spotlight seemed to indicate it was not the first time she filmed something of the sort, and Neil began to wonder who exactly had been gifted with pioneering in such a scene. He, on the other hand, was awkward and hardly artistic, his skinny body and shaky blue eyes screaming how out of place he felt.

"Do you think that's good enough?"

"Yes, I can't keep lending you more film anyway."

"That was... something." As she sat on the floor naked, her back arched sideways and her legs to her left as her arm supported the body, displaying total relaxation. Meanwhile, he couldn't wait for her permission to get back dressed, staring at her clothes as he waited for her to pick them up and imply she could do the same.

"It's a great thing when you realise you still have the ability to surprise yourself. Makes you wonder what else you can do that you've forgotten about."

"American Beauty?"

"Yes." In a way, the scene did share odd similarities to the American classic. The filming of odd, regular things and their naked bodies, Neil was bound to expect what would come next would follow as in the movie. He slowly crouched and sat before her, the two sharing brief stares that felt like a lifetime. Her gaze was soft and mellow, contagiously transmitting her tranquillity to his own as he pondered on whether to make a move or not.

By that point it was obvious they were not going to leave that room without something happening before, but the decision of who would initiate the contact seemed to be difficult as the longest minute of their lives passed by them.

So when she finally accommodated her posture and began to lean closer to him, he crawled her way progressing from soft and careful movements to pounding her against the floor. The sound of bone against the wooden floor caused them both to wince, her face wrinkling in a frown of pain. It was before she could hold her head to stroke herself that his own hand slid down from her temple to the back of her head, holding her up to finally kiss her.

The kiss was long, and the sound of their lips engaging in humid contact as their tongues went in and out of each other's mouth echoed across the empty room, Neil's free hand travelling from her navel to her breast as her arms wrapped around his slender body. Her legs followed the motion, soon making her look like she hung from him, clinged to his back as he arched to reach closer to her. Her gaze ogled from the corner of her eye in search of the camera as her arm reached out, finally being released from his grip to set up and continue to film themselves, a prime example of human beauty in its most raw expression.

Needless to say that beyond physical pleasure, it was an intellectual disappointment for the two that despite their love for film, they still couldn't make sex look and feel like a scene from Body Heat, sexiness was greatly rehearsed after all.

this sucks ass i just wanted to write filmbro cillian murphy and yap about my favorite movies tbhngl

[rivetgoth]

Man there is this weird historical revisionism that happens with terminally online “alt” posers where they like, assume that all the cool underground alt counterculture stuff of decades past were easily accessible within the mainstream and nowadays it’s been suppressed or hidden or is even entirely nonexistent in favor of the “lame” mainstream media. And like, I have said before and will say again and again that there is PLENTY to criticize regarding the entertainment industry and arts as a whole in the 21st century, it has not just been some forwards progression of positive change and improvement and I know that, but it also just frustrates me ENDLESSLY because the reality is the things y’all are idolizing were NOT mainstream. You were not guaranteed to walk down the street in the 80s and hear gothic rock and industrial or even more accessible synthpop that remains popular today, there was plenty of absolute shit music in the 80s lol. Movies were not just inherently better 20-30-40 years ago and in fact plentyyyy of major blockbuster hits absolutely sucked shit and there was an insane amount of garbage being manufactured by corrupt production companies. Fashion was not all cute GNC boys with long hair and eyeliner or whatever. It was not like some safehaven for queer gendernonconformity it was LITERALLY the AIDS crisis. And the stuff y’all are idolizing are now extremely popular in hindsight! Everybody knows Nine Inch Nails and The Cure and The Rocky Horror Picture Show and Hellraiser! This is household name media!

I just constantly see posts that are like “back then there was UNDERGROUND COUNTERCULTURE EVERYWHERE and now all we have is TikTok and Taylor Swift and Marvel 💔😡” and honestly it makes you sound like clowns. You are not finding the underground counterculture because it is fucking underground. The stuff you’re consuming from years ago withstood the tests of time. But there were not goth clubs lining every street corner and cool cult classics coming out every fucking week back in the day lol. This stuff was considered underground, alternative, cult, etc for a reason. You are comparing the most successful underground media from decades ago with mainstream media of today and honestly all it actually reveals is that you don’t really care about keeping underground art alive and uplifting the artists who are doing so now in modern time, or even have the knowledge of how to do so. You aren’t finding today’s “underground” subcultures because THEY ARE UNDERGROUND. It takes effort beyond looking at what’s trending on social media or what’s getting major theatrical releases. You have to engage with music that is not even on Spotify, film that at best may run the festival circuit. And, frankly, some of y’all have wildly rose tinted glasses about what good art is and are judgmental as fuck of anything that forces you to expand your horizons-- Alt music genres have a huge amount of fusion within them now. Deal with it. Lots of y’all sound genuinely racist with your aversion to alt music drawing more and more inspiration from rap and hip hop. CGI is a relatively accessible and still very experimental art form with tons of potential and many poor or indie artists are experimenting with it. Deal with it. CGI is not inherently evil or ugly. Genres evolve and sounds change. Back then plenty of the experimental stuff that we find cool now was made with dogshit quality because it was just people scraping together the few resources they could afford to make something. You only think it’s better because it’s older lol. You are the alt TikTok NIN fan Hot Topic equivalent of people who think they were born in the wrong generation because their idea of the 50s is poodle skirts and milkshakes at checkered diners.

I would be less of a cunt about this topic if the result was not a staggering amount of people calling themselves fucked up deranged alt punk gothic freaks only to turn around and quite literally say that there is no longer an alternative/underground subculture and that capitalism has destroyed any semblance of independent or experimental art because they are not fucking looking for it. Which in turn shits on so many struggling indie creators desperately trying to get their art out there within an increasingly tumultuous, hostile, anti-artist landscape of capitalist modern society. Engaging with underground work does actually require digging for it. The underground work you are engaging with from the past is literally no longer underground. If you exclusively enjoy alt music from the 70s or 80s or exclusively enjoy oldschool cult classics that is FINE but I better not see “back in the 80s we had Cronenberg and Carpenter and now we only have Marvel and Star Wars :( Why did they get Bauhaus and now we only get Billie Eilish? Why is there no more community, no more subculture, no more actual interesting art?” as if these are normal comparisons and actual reasonable observations rather than an admittance of your lack of understanding of the way that underground art actually evolves or even a desire to seek it out. Problems with modern industries aside, with social media and the internet and the improvement of technology like personal cameras and digital art programs both creating and finding independent art is EASIER now than EVER in many ways. You can discover enough music to last you your entire life from the comfort of your IPHONE.

[snekjoy]

Okay as is tradition for me I've thought of a rarepair and am now being entirely and utterly consumed by them so. Argepard?? Gepargenti? Argeppie?? I like argeppie. ARGEPPIE GETTING TOGETHER STORY UNDER THE CUT

They meet because Argenti wants to preach Idrilla's beauty to Belobog and runs into some issues with the Silvermane guards for challenging strangers to "duels of honour" as a way of trying to make friends. Gepard ends up having to deal with him and Argenti basically just calls him beautiful and apologises for any disruption, and also hey wanna join my religion? I'm sure Idrilla would love you to uphold her legacy, and you look absolutely incredible in such fine armour, Lord... what's your name? Ah, but a rose by any other would smell as sweet!

So Gepard gets flustered but he's pretty used to criminals trying to flirt their way out of charges (ahem Mr cold feet) so he manages to send Argenti on his way with a warning before he actually combusts. Unfortunately (or fortunately) for him, Argenti has now fallen in love at first sight and keeps showing up around where he patrols to compliment him, bring him roses, etc etc.

Gepard finds himself slowly being charmed by this weirdly chivalrous guy who refuses to let him step in any puddles and insists on holding his hand and guiding him down or up stairs and into trams. He's not a bad guy, he just doesn't quite get that on Jarilo-VI most people don't act like that. One day, he awkwardly asks Argenti on a date (he may as well, since the guy's trying so hard to win his favour) and is met with an enthusiastic yes. The date is the most cheesy romantic thing he's ever witnessed. Wherever this guy is from, they must all be living in a 1940s romance film, but Gepard doesn't mind. He quite likes it, actually, and despite the fact that Serval will never let him forget just how over the top Argenti can be, he asks him out again. And again. And again.

After one of their dates, Gepard walks Argenti home (or, rather, to his hotel) and they stand by the door. He's been given a bouquet of roses today, and a very expensive dinner that cost money he didn't know Argenti had. He was then taken dancing, which he's not all that good at, but Argenti didn't care. He guided him, holding his hand and his waist and whispering where to go and what to do next into his ear. It was... a lot. And incredible.

So, before Argenti goes inside, Gepard gives him one of the roses, apologises that he didn't bring him any flowers of his own this time, and kisses him instead.

The Knight thinks that this is very much one-upping his bouquet, but he doesn't mind at all. No, he's actually overjoyed at this development, and when Gepard pulls away, as red in the face as the bouquet and hurrying a goodbye so he can go and jump in a hole and die, Argenti takes his hand and kisses it.

The guard is lost for words, so he appreciates when Argenti thanks him, insists that he go home and warm up because "as beautiful as you are with rose-tinted cheeks, I despise that you might risk falling ill, my dear." and bids him goodnight, disappearing inside.

He's left out in the cold, his heart going faster than it's ever gone before. He stares down at the roses.

God, he's really head over heels this time.

[moralesmilesanhour]

You honestly have the most realistic take on the gwen miles relationship I've seen. people seem hesitant to point out the very present flaws of their relationship and how it lacks healthy stability because it has such a chokehold on the fandom that most people view it through rose tinted goggles to where any legit or fair criticism gets written off as blind 'hate' or some other ridiculous thing. That's why I think shipping culture ruins how people consume content because there's a lot of missed nuance when it comes to these certain discussions

I don't participate in the wider fandom bc I'm a scaredy cat but I think it's interesting that people would shy away from this when Spiderverse as a film trilogy is not one to shy away from exploring and critiquing the way that these characters view themselves and each other. It is also (usually) not the kind of story where the character arcs it sets up just never pay off or get addressed in some way.

This isn't me going "ha ha your ship is gonna sink" or anything, but I've never seen a canon ship for a non-adult movie that seems so clearly set up to fall apart or otherwise go through a good deal amount of change before these kids can develop a healthy relationship 💀 like why are we beating around the bush here

[lurkingshan]

9 Fandom Peeps to Get to Know Better:

Tagged by @my-rose-tinted-glasses thanks bestie!

3 Ships You Like: Hmmm here are a few recent ones that have been occupying brain space:

First Ship Ever: I think it depends what you consider a ship. I'm a romance girlie so I've had ships my whole life and would be hard pressed to identify the first. I think Buffy/Spike was probably the first I ever sought out fandom stuff for.

Last Song You Heard: Slot Machine, จันทร์เจ้า (goodbye)

Favorite Childhood Book: I was deep into Sweet Valley High when I was young.

Currently Reading: I just finished Our Missing Hearts by Celeste Ng and Da Ge by Priest and haven't started anything new because my job has been occupying all my reading/writing brain space this week. The Last Americans by Brandon Taylor is staring at me from my coffee table as we speak.

Currently watching:

Weekly: 23.5, Love is Better the Second Time Around, My Strawberry Film. Sukiyanen kedo do yaro ka, Unknown, Wedding Impossible (with heavy FFing)

Bingeing: Working through a Nirvana in Fire binge with @bengiyo and also started Gokushufudo

Currently consuming: My sushi delivery just got here!

Currently craving: Ice cream, but I pretty much always am.

Tagging some newer mutuals: @hyeoni-comb @happypotato48 @biochemjess @doyou000me, @thequeenofsastiel no pressure if tag games are not your thing!

[one-thousand-and-one-fandoms]

I first watched Titanic when I was 6 years old. I didn't understand a thing, but it looked cool, I guess. Then, in middle school, my friends and I watched it at a sleepover and, like millions of preteens before us, thought Leo DiCaprio was dreamy as Jack and that Rose and Jack were the truest love ever to be found and we all wanted a relationship like that.

Now I'm twenty seven. And the 25th Anniversary came up. And I watched the movie again. Since my middle school days I've had my first love and my first heartbreak, and I've lost a lot of the friends I had back in middle school, I moved to a different country and got a new life; not unlike Rose did (except, of course, for surviving a historical shipwreck. I did not do that). And so, now my viewing experience was massively changed.

For starters, I realized that one of the underlying themes of the movie, brief as it is, is grief. Because one cannot think of the Titanic without thinking of the millions of lives lost that night. We know of some survivors, but the majority of people in the ship died and we will never know their names, what they liked or disliked, what their favorite food was, their hopes and ambitions for the future, their families, etc. These lost souls, in my interpretation of the film, are represented in Jack: at the end of the film, a wisened, older Rose retells his story and one of the members on board tells her: "We've never heard of a Jack Dawson before," and Rose, resignedly, replies, "No, you wouldn't have... now he only lives in my memory. I don't even have a picture of him." (I'm paraphrasing.) How many real people sank in the Titanic whose memory was forgotten by man?

Secondly, I realized that Jack and Rose's love story is beautiful in that it is brief. It embodies Carpe Diem. Live like there's no tomorrow, and for Jack there really wasn't. And isn't this something people love to criticize about the move? About how their relationship wouldn't have withstood the test of time as their class differences would have come between them? The truth is that we will never know what would have happened had Jack survived, but we do know how this relationship pulled Rose out of a very dark place in her life and taught her that she does have autonomy and she can make decisions even when they go against her familial and societal expectations. It helped her become her own person and grow as a result.

I remember my first love and my first heartbreak. Nothing quite as dramatic as Jack dying on the freezing water of the North Atlantic, mind you, but then it really did feel like the world was ending. Him and I stopped talking. As our friend group was very much intermingled, I ended up kind of isolated, mostly because I couldn't bear the awkwardness, and a few years later I moved and lost all contact with all of them. In a new country, I had to learn a new language and make new friends, find a new job and support myself all on my own for the first time. It was daunting. I can imagine Rose might have felt similalrly, on top of grieving her first love.

And that's the last thing I took from my latest viewing of the film. Life and love go on. Rose grieved and then found a new love, made a family and did all the things she wanted to do in life. She didn't let her grief consume her. And, contrary to popular belief, I believe she did, honestly and truly, love her husband and didn't just marry "some bloke" to honor her promise to Jack. I also underwent a period of adjustment and eventually met and married my husband a few years ago. It's not the same as my first love because first loves are always more intense and emotionally charged, but it is better in that it is more mature and more settled. Now my first love seems kind of childish in retrospect, but also tinted with nostalgia. I think the actress who played elder Rose portrayed this kind of feeling beautifully in her last scene.

If you made it this far, thank you for reading. Feel free to leave your own thoughts.

[altamereplanotx]

Ceramic Window Film For Trucks

Ceramic Window Film For Trucks

Several drivers are looking for a ceramic window tint that protects from harmful UV radiation. These rays cause sunburn, skin cancer, and even dyes and paint to fade. Our Solar Ceramic is a premium window tint that uses advanced technology for superior heat rejection, UV protection, and glare control. It’s metal-free and doesn’t interfere with radio, cell phone, or satellite signals.

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When you’re on a long road trip, your vehicle is exposed to a lot of harmful UV rays that can cause wrinkling and skin cancer. Ceramic

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Blocks Heat

Infrared (IR) rays can cause damage to the interior of your vehicle over time, but ceramic film is engineered to reflect 99% of them. This can save your car's upholstery and dashboard from premature wear, fading and even deterioration. It also adds a level of privacy, as it is harder for others to see inside your vehicle. The superior grade ceramic in this type of tint is infused with microscopic, non-conductive ceramic nano particles that are designed to reflect the IR rays. This helps keep your cabin cool and comfortable during a long road trip without having to use the air conditioning as much. It also keeps the glare to a minimum, so you can enjoy your drive and avoid a headache. Additionally, ceramic tint is metal-free and does not interfere with cell phone or electronic device signals like GPS systems, smartphones or radios. This is important because it can improve the function of these devices and make them easier to use.

Reduces Glare

The sun’s blinding glare can make driving on long road trips difficult. Fortunately, ceramic window tint reduces the glare and helps drivers see clearly while they’re on the road. This helps prevent eye strain and fatigue, and makes it safer to drive at night. Another way ceramic window tint helps is by reflecting infrared rays and reducing solar heat. This keeps the interior temperature more comfortable and decreases air conditioning usage, which will save you money. While other tints can fade over time, ceramic tints look great for a long time. They’re also more durable and stronger than metalized films, which means they can withstand high-intensity crashes without peeling or bubbling. The non-metallic material also offers no interference with GPS systems, radios, or cell phone signals. As a result, 3M’s ceramic automotive window tint has received glowing reviews from both consumers and professional installers.

Increases Visibility

With its unique nano-ceramic construction, ceramic window tints are able to effectively block heat and harmful UV radiation without sacrificing visibility. These advanced films are designed to be highly resistant to infrared radiation compared to dyed tints, and yet they still maintain a clear appearance without turning your windows into a darkened limo (which can be against the law). As with carbon film, ceramic tint is color stable and doesn't fade over time. This allows it to keep its appearance and performance for a long period of time, saving you money and maintenance costs. To ensure that your ceramic tint continues to look its best, it is important to follow a regular cleaning routine. Avoid using ammonia-based cleaners as they can damage the film over time. Sticking to a simple, water-based cleaner will extend the life of your ceramic tint and improve its effectiveness for years to come. Read the full article

[brisbanelife]

Your Guide to Finding Profitable Businesses for Sale in Caboolture, Brisbane, QLD

After years of contemplating entrepreneurship, I finally found the right opportunity. A conversation with a friend opened my eyes to the benefits of purchasing an established business rather than starting from scratch. It was a game-changer. The idea of stepping into a smoothly running operation in a thriving area like Caboolture, Brisbane, felt like the perfect balance of stability and potential for growth.

Caboolture, located in the heart of Brisbane, is a vibrant, rapidly growing community with numerous business prospects. It now features several businesses for sale in a variety of categories, including cafes, building and construction enterprises, advertising agencies, light manufacturing businesses, mechanical repair businesses, hardware stores, beauty businesses, and much more.

Additionally, popular locations surrounding Caboolture, like Brisbane City, Loganholme, Ipswich, and Beenleigh, offer a wide range of listings for sale. Whether you're looking for a business in a bustling city or a quieter suburban location, there are plenty of options to suit every investor’s interests.

If you're interested in premium franchises, Caboolture also has exciting opportunities such as ATS Franchising Pty Ltd, Baskin-Robbins, Boost Juice, and many more. This is your chance to tap into a vibrant market with an established business base.

Manufacturing and Industrial Business for Sale in Caboolture, Brisbane, QLD

East Coast Shades, based in Caboolture, Queensland, provides a unique chance to acquire a very lucrative and well-established business with over 25 years of expertise in the shade sail sector. The business, which costs $140,000 walk-in walk-out, services a vast consumer base throughout Queensland and Northern New South Wales, including the Gold Coast, Toowoomba, Cairns, and other places. The company specialises in unique shade structures, carparks, umbrellas, and awnings and has a strong reputation, with 4.3-star Google reviews and regular cash flow. With no franchise restrictions, a fully trained team, and substantial growth potential, this is an excellent investment for an owner-operator, partnership, or an additional income stream for an existing business. The owner is retiring and offers full training and support for a smooth transition.

To learn more about this business for sale opportunity, click on the link below. https://www.business2sell.com.au/businesses-details/east-coast-shades-is-for-sale--walk-in-walk-out-348497.php

Building and Construction Business for Sale in Caboolture, Brisbane, QLD

This profitable window tinting business, available for $99,500, presents a fantastic opportunity to take over a well-established mobile service that has operated successfully for 15 years. Specialising in window tinting, security films, frosted and decorative films, and solar films, it serves the Brisbane, Sunshine Coast, and Moreton Shire areas. With a strong reputation for exceptional customer service, certified installers, and membership in the Window Film Association, this business has grown consistently, even after shifting away from automotive tinting services. The current husband-and-wife team offers full training and support, making it an ideal opportunity for a new owner to build upon its success.

To learn more about this business for sale opportunity, click on the link below. https://www.business2sell.com.au/businesses-details/-profitable-window-tinting-business---years-368363.php

The perfect opportunity is available now, and it’s your chance to take the next step in your entrepreneurial journey. If you're looking for profitable business ventures in Caboolture, Brisbane, browse the listings below and begin exploring your options today.

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[beattheheatwindowtinting]

Understanding the Different Types of Car Window Tinting Films in San Antonio

Car window tinting is not just about aesthetics; it offers various practical benefits, including UV protection, heat reduction, and improved privacy. In San Antonio, where the sun shines brightly for most of the year, understanding the different types of car window tinting films can help you make an informed choice that suits your needs. This article will delve into the various types of tinting films available, their benefits, and the factors to consider when selecting the right one for your vehicle. By the end, you’ll have a comprehensive understanding of what car window tinting can offer and how to choose the best option for your lifestyle.

Understanding Car Window Tinting Films

Car window tinting films are typically made from polyester and are available in different shades and colors. The primary purpose of these films is to reduce the amount of sunlight entering the vehicle, which not only protects the interior but also enhances driving comfort. The films work by reflecting or absorbing the sun's rays, thereby reducing glare and heat. In San Antonio, where temperatures can soar, the benefits of window tinting become even more pronounced. The films can vary widely in terms of quality, performance, and longevity, making it essential to understand the different types available.

Dyed Window Tinting Films

Dyed window tinting films are one of the most common types used for car windows. They are made by applying a layer of dye between the adhesive and the protective outer layer. These films are primarily designed to reduce glare and provide privacy by making the windows darker. One of the biggest advantages of dyed films is their cost-effectiveness. They are typically less expensive than other types, making them a popular choice for budget-conscious consumers. However, they do have some limitations. Dyed films can fade over time, especially under the intense San Antonio sun, which may lead to a less appealing appearance. Moreover, they do not offer as much heat rejection as other types of films.

Metalized Window Tinting Films

Metalized window tinting films have a thin layer of metal particles embedded within the film. This type offers better heat rejection and UV protection compared to dyed films. The metal layer reflects heat away from the vehicle, which helps to keep the interior cooler. Additionally, these films are more durable and less prone to fading, making them a long-term investment for car owners in San Antonio. However, one downside of metalized films is that they can interfere with electronic signals, such as GPS and cell phone reception. This is an important consideration for those who rely heavily on technology while driving.

Carbon Window Tinting Films

Carbon window tinting films are a newer technology that has gained popularity in recent years. These films are made with carbon particles that provide a dark appearance without the reflective qualities of metalized films. One of the most significant benefits of carbon films is their ability to block heat effectively while also providing UV protection. They do not fade over time, which means they can maintain their appearance and performance for years. Carbon films also offer excellent visibility compared to other types, ensuring that drivers have a clear view of their surroundings. For residents of San Antonio, where temperatures can be high, carbon films can be an excellent choice for those who want both style and function.

Ceramic Window Tinting Films

Ceramic window tinting films are considered the premium option in the market. These films are made with ceramic particles that provide exceptional heat rejection and UV protection without blocking radio signals. One of the main advantages of ceramic films is their ability to keep the interior of the car cooler while maintaining high visibility. They are also resistant to fading and offer a limited lifetime warranty, making them a worthwhile investment for car owners who want the best protection. While ceramic films tend to be on the pricier side, their performance and durability make them a favorite among those who prioritize quality and long-term benefits, especially in the sunny climate of San Antonio.

Hybrid Window Tinting Films

Hybrid window tinting films combine elements from both dyed and metalized films. This type offers a balance of benefits from both categories, providing good heat rejection, UV protection, and aesthetic appeal. Hybrid films are designed to reduce glare while offering a more stable color that resists fading compared to dyed films. They also do not interfere with electronic signals like metalized films. For consumers who seek a middle ground between performance and cost, hybrid films present a viable option. In San Antonio, this could be particularly advantageous for drivers who want to enjoy the benefits of window tinting without committing to the higher price tag of ceramic films.

Legal Considerations for Window Tinting in San Antonio

Before selecting a window tinting film, it's essential to understand the legal restrictions in San Antonio. Each state has its regulations concerning the allowable levels of tint on vehicle windows. In Texas, for instance, the front windshield must allow more than 25% of light in, while the front side windows must also meet specific transparency requirements. The back side windows and rear window can be tinted darker, but it's crucial to familiarize yourself with local laws to avoid fines or penalties. Additionally, choosing a professional installer who understands these regulations can ensure that your window tinting complies with the law while also meeting your personal preferences.

Choosing the Right Tinting Film for Your Needs

When selecting the right type of car window tinting film in San Antonio, consider factors such as budget, desired level of heat rejection, privacy needs, and aesthetic preferences. If you are looking for a cost-effective solution, dyed films may suit you well. However, if you want enhanced performance and longevity, consider investing in carbon or ceramic films. Additionally, assess how often you use electronic devices in your vehicle, as some metalized films may interfere with their functionality. Finally, consult with a professional installer to gauge the best options for your specific vehicle and lifestyle. They can provide insights into the latest products and help you navigate the myriad choices available.

Conclusion

Understanding the different types of car window tinting in San Antonio is crucial for making an informed decision that meets your needs. From dyed and metalized films to carbon and ceramic options, each type offers unique benefits that cater to various preferences and budgets. In the sunny climate of San Antonio, the advantages of window tinting extend beyond aesthetics, providing essential protection against UV rays and heat. By considering your specific requirements and consulting with professionals, you can choose the ideal window tinting film that enhances your driving experience while complying with local regulations. Remember, the right tint can make all the difference, not just in comfort but also in the longevity of your vehicle's interior.

[sparklypandacollection]

What Is Ceramic Window Tinting and Why Is It Popular?

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In the world of automotive enhancements, window tinting has become a household term. It's not just about style; it's about comfort, protection, and privacy. Among the various types of window films available, ceramic window tinting has emerged as a popular choice among car enthusiasts and everyday drivers alike. In this article, we'll explore what ceramic window tinting is, its benefits, costs, and why it’s gaining traction in the market.

What Is Ceramic Window Tinting?

Ceramic window tinting is a type of window film that utilizes advanced ceramic technology to provide superior heat rejection while maintaining visibility. Unlike traditional dye-based or metalized films, ceramic tints do not interfere with electronic devices like GPS and mobile signals. This innovative solution is becoming a preferred option for those seeking quality window tinting services.

How Does Ceramic Window Tinting Work?

Ceramic window tint works by using non-metallic ceramic particles that reflect heat away from the vehicle's interior. These particles are engineered to block harmful UV rays while allowing visible light to pass through. The result? A cooler cabin temperature without compromising your view.

Benefits of Ceramic Window Tinting

Heat Rejection: One of the standout features of ceramic window tint is its ability to reject up to 99% of harmful UV rays and significant amounts of solar heat.

Visibility: Unlike darker tints that can obscure vision, ceramic tints are designed to maintain clarity while reducing glare.

Durability: Ceramic films are less prone to fading or discoloration over time compared to dyed films. They also resist scratches better than standard options.

Signal Friendly: Since ceramic tints don't contain metal particles, they won't disrupt electronic signals in your vehicle.

Privacy: Depending on the chosen percentage of tint (more on this later), you can enjoy increased privacy without sacrificing safety.

Aesthetic Appeal: Many find that ceramic tints provide a sleek and modern look for their vehicles.

Increased Comfort: With reduced heat inside the car, your air conditioning system won’t have to work as hard, leading to better fuel efficiency.

Why Is Ceramic Window Tinting So Popular?

The surge in popularity can be attributed to several key factors:

1. Performance Over Aesthetics

While many opt for window tinting for looks, ceramic films offer unparalleled performance that often outweighs their aesthetic appeal.

2. Long-Lasting Results

Drivers want solutions that last; with its durability and resistance to fading, ceramic window tint fulfills this desire effectively.

3. Health Benefits

With a significant reduction in UV exposure, drivers are becoming more aware of health risks associated with prolonged sun exposure during drives—making ceramic tints an attractive option for health-conscious consumers.

4. Enhanced Resale Value

Investing in high-quality accessories like ceramic window film can increase the res

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Kauff’s Signs, Wraps, & Tint - Premier Sign Shop in Palm Beach Gardens, FL

At Kauff’s Signs, Wraps, & Tint, we’re proud to be Palm Beach County’s premier sign shop, offering a comprehensive range of signage and advertising solutions. We are a trusted family name that is continuing to service South Florida for a half century. Whether you’re looking for sign and lettering, vehicle wraps, tints and graphics, printing services, illuminated signs, or web design, we’ve got you covered. Call us today to talk about which of our services is best for you!

Services We Offer

As a full-service sign shop, Kauff’s offers diverse services designed to help businesses stand out in today’s competitive market. Let’s take a closer look at what we do:

1. Signmaking

The cornerstone of our business is high-quality, custom signmaking. From storefront signs that attract foot traffic to professional signage for corporate offices, we create designs that leave a lasting impression. Our team of skilled artisans works closely with clients to bring their vision to life, ensuring that each sign reflects their brand identity.

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Custom lettering is an essential part of many signage projects. At Kauff’s, we specialize in creating eye-catching lettering for windows, walls, vehicles, and more. Whether you need bold fonts for maximum visibility or intricate designs for a touch of elegance, we’ve got you covered.

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KAUFFS Printing is an award-winning Palm Beach Commercial Printing Services company located in Palm Beach Gardens, FL with a longtime reputation for providing brilliant print quality, personalized service and highly competitive pricing. We offer Commercial Printing, Screen Printing, Magazines, Business Cards, Brochures, Letterheads, Ad Specialties, Promotional Items, etc.

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KAUFF’S Wraps is your top choice full service wrap company. We specialize in wraps for cars, trucks, boats, buildings, musical instruments and more. We are a one-of-a-kind branding tool to attract new business and separate you from the competition. Let us transform your car, truck or fleet into a moving, eye-catching advertising machine! Our team of marketers, designers and installers operate under one roof to ensure a streamlined, efficient process from start to finish.

5. Tinting

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Titanium Dioxide Market Top Manufacturing Industry Revenue Size & Share Outlook

The titanium dioxide market size is projected to grow from USD 20.72 billion in 2024 and is projected to reach USD 24.41 billion by 2029, at a CAGR of 3.33%. The Titanium Dioxide market is predicted to rise steadily throughout the forecast period, owing to increased demand for paints and coatings. Titanium dioxide is a naturally occurring oxide of titanium. It has the highest refractive index and is one of the whitest materials on the planet. When reduced to a fine powder, it changes into a pigment with maximum whiteness and opaqueness. Titanium dioxide is widely utilized in the paint and coating industries due to its high melting and boiling points, ability to scatter light, non-toxicity, chemical inertness, photocatalytic activity, opaqueness, and UV resistance. In addition, titanium dioxide pigments are used in plastics, paper, ink, building materials, cosmetics, pharmaceuticals, foods, and a variety of other commercial items.

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The titanium dioxide market is segmented into two grades, rutile and anatase. Rutile grade of titanium dioxide is projected to grow at a faster rate during the forecast period. This growth is attributed due to its superior properties, UV resistance, higher durability  and high opacity. Rutile titanium dioxide is preferred in paints and coatings because it provides more color strength and opacity than anatase-grade titanium dioxide. Because of its high refractive index, it is more suited for exterior and interface applications; thus, these pigments have an improved capacity to scatter light in paint films.

Based on process, the market is segmented into chloride and sulfate process. The market is divided into two segments based on the process: chloride and sulphate. Rutile-grade titanium dioxide is created by chloride and sulfate processes, whereas anatase titanium dioxide is produced solely through sulfate operations. The sulfate technique now dominates titanium dioxide manufacturing due to its lower production costs as compared to the chloride process. China is the largest producer and consumer of titanium dioxide globally. Due of environmental concerns and end-use requirements for high-quality titanium dioxide, global producers are turning their focus to the chloride process.

By application the titanium dioxide market is segmented into paints and coatings, plastics, papers, inks, and other applications. The Paints and coatings is expected to dominate the titanium dioxide market during the forecast period. Titanium dioxide is primarily used in paint and coating applications to enhance coverage, brightness, whiteness, opacity, and durability. The paints & coatings market is driven by a rapidly expanding housing and construction sector, rising GDP, increasing urbanization, and rising disposable income.

Architectural coatings plays a crucial role in driving the demand for titanium dioxide. Increasing construction activites, particulary in residential and commercial sector  in developing regio will leads to increasing demand for paints and coatings. Titanium dioxide is also good for tinting in plastics due to its ease of dispersion and strong external durability. Aside from boosting aesthetics and giving coloring effects, titanium dioxide pigments also improve the durability of polymers, increasing their resistance to harsh weather conditions. Hence increase in demand from paints and coatings industry and plastics industry will furhter propelling the growth of titanium dioxide.

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Based on region the Titanium Dioxide market is segmented into five regions, namely, North America, Asia Pacific, Europe, Middle East & Africa, and South America. Asia Pacific accounted for the largest share of the Titanium Dioxide market in 2023, followed by North AmericaSignificant economic growth, a growing population, increased residential building activity, and fast urbanization are key drivers of the worldwide titanium dioxide market for paints and coatings applications. Furthermore, rapid construction activity in emerging economies such as Asia Pacific, the Middle East and Africa, and South America increase demand for titanium dioxide in paints and coatings. The growing economies of countries such as China and India draw fresh investments from global manufacturers. Asia Pacific is the largest market for the paints and coatings industry, driven by the ever-increasing population and rapid urbanization in China and India, driving the market for titanium dioxide in the APAC region.

The major players in the titanium dioxide market with a significant global presence are : The Chemours Company (US), Tronox Holdings Plc (US),  LB Group (China),Kronos Worldwide, Inc. (US), Venator Materials PLC. (UK), INEOS Group Limited (UK), CNNC Huayuan Titanium Dioxide Co., Ltd. (China), Cinkarna Celje d.d. (Slovenia), Evonik Industries AG (Germany), Tayca Corporation (Japan) and others are covered in the titanium dioxide market . These players not only have a comprehensive and diverse product portfolio but also have a strong geographic presence. These players can focus on developing innovative offerings owing to the emergence of new application areas for titanium dioxide. These companies offer several product offerings and have operations worldwide. They rely on their R&D capabilities and diversified product and service portfolios to increase their market share. These companies focus on product launches, collaborations, acquisitions, contracts, and partnerships to strengthen their footprint through product innovations and extend their business reach.