#yeah I need to stop looking at twitter pics threads now

[dannymcdanface]

Be serious!!!

[nsingcat]

WHO IS IT? D. RICCIARDO!

summary ✶ after a few months of soft launching your boyfriend, your fans try to guess who he is but this sets daniel off !

parings ✶ daniel ricciardo x celebrity makeup artist!fem!reader!

faceclaim ✶ stenss on instagram!

type of fic ✶ smau!

notes ✶ you’re a celebrity make up artist, its not mentioned a lot but i just thought that was important 😭 brief appearances of timothee chalamet, logan lerman, jeremy allen white, austin butler, jacob elordi & nicholas galitzine! daniel being down bad, & swearing!

#INSTAGRAM: YOURUSERNAME !

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yourusername the best passenger princess 😽💫

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user when are we gonna see this man yn

➥ yourusername SOON SOON I PROMISE i just wanna edge yall a little longer <3

user shes so gorgeous omfg

user its been 6 months.. we ain’t never gon see mystery man 😒

user tutorial for this look NOWW

user guys what if her boyfriend is like really famous

➥ user wow kid genius who would’ve thought 😐

➥ user OOUH that sounded really bratty

user hey guys that’s actually me in the last photo!

user THE MAKEUPPP >>>

user the way its been like 6 months and we still don’t know who this man this

user am i the only one who thinks its charles ?? or at least max ?

➥ user well yes!

user does anyone have theories on who her boyfriend could be ??

➥ user theres a whole thread on twitter !! its by @/username 😭😭

nicholasgalitzine i know something you all don’t know 🥸

➥ user MF WHAT DOES THIS ENTAIL??

➥ user i hate yall

➥ yourusername NICHOLAS SHUT UP

user whoever she is with, sleep with one eye open. 😾

sabrinacarpenter yall are cute or whatever..

➥ yourusername not as cute as u 😛

➥ sabrinacarpenter omg r we gonna kiss rn

➥ yourusername MWAH 😽

#TWITTER: THE THREAD !

#TEXT MESSAGES: DANIEL x YOU !

#INSTAGRAM: YOURUSERNAME !

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yourusername thank you to everyone on the internet who decided to give my wonderful boyfriend a literal heart attack by shipping me with other men 💔💔 ＠danielricciardo here’s your hard launch pookie <33

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danielricciardo WOW NO SAPPY CAPTION? 😾

➥ yourusername yk i could just say this is a lie and let them ship me with charles still.

➥ danielricciardo DONT YOU DARE.

➥ charles_leclerc love you yn but please don’t !!

➥ yourusername i like alex more anyway 😽

danielricciardo CAN I POST MINE NOW BABY

➥ yourusername HELL YEAH OFC YOU CAN AREGGH

user oh my god

user I WAS NOT EXPECTING DANIEL???

user WAITTT THEYRE SO CUTTEEE

maxverstappen1 finally 🙏🏻 i was tired of him acting as if he was gonna die without being able to date you in public. also im tired of everyone shipping us 🤢🤢

➥ yourusername PEOPLE WERE SHIPPING US TOO?? EURRHGHHH

➥ maxverstappen1 okay you’re doing TOO much.

user max knew too?!! how tf did he keep it quiet for so long 😭😭

user THE KISS MARKS ON HIS FACE 😵‍💫

user ME AND WHO?? 🙁🙁

user girl date me instead 🧎‍♀️

➥ danielricciardo get up tf 🧎‍♀️🔫

➥ user OH??

landonorris congratulations you two 🎉 (daniel you owe me 20,000 pounds)

➥ yourusername FOR WHAT ???

➥ danielricciardo me and lando had a bet on who would spill our secret first 🙁

landonorris YEAAAH IM RICH 👯‍♀️💷💷

#INSTAGRAM: DANIELRICCIARDO !

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danielricciardo YES SHES MY GIRLFRIEND (SOON TO BE WIFE). NOT ANY OF THOSE OTHER WHITE BOYS 🚫🫵🏼!!! STOP SHIPPING HER WITH THEM 😾!! i love you gorgeous @/yourusername

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user SHES SO GORGEOUS WTFF

➥ danielricciardo I KNOW RIGHTT 😫😫

user pink is so her color omgg

user THE MICHAEL MYERS PIC?? daniel pls tell me you were michael.

➥ danielricciardo 🤭

user AHHHHH

user her hairr i need a 360 rn

tchalamet heartbroken to know that i’m referred to as just “any of those other white boys” 💔

➥ jeremyallenwhite yeaah me too! i haven’t done anything 😂

➥ jacobelordi me three 😞 yn i thought we were friends

➥ austinbutler i thought so as well ! daniel me & you seemed to get along very well!

➥ loganlerman idk where i fit into all of this but i too am offended ! 🤨

➥ danielricciardo well WOMP WOMP 🫵🏼 also austin me and you do get along very well. STAY AWAY FROM MY GIRLFRIEND.

➥ yourusername DANIEL DONT EMBARRASS ME LIKE THIS WHAT OMG

➥ danielricciardo sorry baby, gotta assert my dominance over these men 😮‍💨

user hang on im trying to spell gorjus 🙏🏼

user THE SUSPECTS COMMENTING IJBOLL

charles_leclerc cheers to the happy couple 🎉 (and to me for being free from the yn x charles rumors 🙏🏼🙏🏼)

yourusername im sorry charles 🙁 say hi to alex for me tho 😽

user oh she’s already my favorite wag

➥ user HER PADDOCK OUTFITS & MAKEUP ARE GONNA EATTT

user the hand placement in the yacht pic omfg???

user my parents fr

user if yall break up im gonna do something VERY bad.

nicholasgalitzine im so glad you guys are finally bringing this to the public.. it was getting exhausting to try and keep my mouth shut 💔

➥ yourusername we appreciate you very much nicholas 🫶🏼😛

yourusername i love you so much baby 🥹

➥ danielricciardo I LOVE YOU MORE BABY 🥺🥺😽😽😽🫶🏼🫶🏼❤️❤️

nymphia talks ! this is my first fic & i hope you all enjoy it ☺️🫶🏼! there’s not much i wanna add tbh so erm yeah! <3

[coldtacosaladwasntfound]

Heyyy dude (gender neutral) how are you? I love your work!! I was wondering whether you could do a fluff poly pic with dream x reader x George where the reader gets hated on and the boys are protective of them. Original, I know 🙄✋/lh drink water ❤

hello ! here you go bud :)) kinda sucks but oh well

pronouns : they / them

H A T E • dream x georgenotfound x reader fluff

Twitter. Something about the godforsaken app could put a grimace on anyone's face. Twitter stans aren't all bad, but obviously controversial comments will end up being the most interacted with content on the site, just causing more and more people to see it. Was I surprised when I realized I was under attack; specifically by accounts dedicated to my partners and their friends? Not really, but it definitely still hurt. I expected it eventually but not this soon. I had barely appeared on stream w the guys, only coming in and out of Dream's room.

I was laying on the couch in Dream's room, scrolling through the replies to a post asking people what they thought of me. Dream was unknowingly sitting at his desk, editing with his headphones on. I truly didn't think the comments would be that bad, and some of them weren't, but some were.

@/user

idek anything ab them but they give me a bad vibe fr /gen

----@/user2

---- no like actually same, like the way they talk to dream is just,,, idk how to explain it

@/user3

literally not our place to assume things ab them ???? we know NOTHING ab them

----@/user4

---- ^^^ reminder

@/user5

they interact w [creator] 🚩🚩🚩🚩

I heard Dream talk, snapping me out of my thoughts. "Yeah, they're right here. [Y/n], George wants to say 'hi'!"

"Okay." I sat up and walked over to the computer, him unplugging the headphones. "Hi, George," I said, a slightly forced grin on my face.

"Hey, how are you?" I could tell that was more of a genuinely concerned kind of 'how are you' rather than a casual one. He could tell I wasn't alright.

"Uh..." I looked at Dream, he also seemed a bit concerned. There was no use in lying to them. "I was reading through a Twitter thread that I probably should've just ignored. It brought me down a bit."

Dream hugged me from behind in his seat. "We saw it. Do you wanna talk about it?" He asked.

I nodded. "It's not quite what they said that bothers me, but the fact that they don't even know me and there's nothing I can do to change their opinion."

"Their opinion doesn't matter. Like you said, they don't know you," George said into his mic. "We know you, and we love you." Dream nodded in agreement.

"I love you guys, too."

-

I woke up the next morning, cute memories of Dream and I's cuddle session last night. I was in Dream's bed and the blonde boy himself was once again sat his desk, talking quietly on call with someone. "Your chat needs to chill," Dream muttered through a clenched jaw. I got up and walked up behind him, looking over his shoulder while I wait for him to notice me. I glance at chat, trying to find what they need to chill about.

Oh.

He jumped, scrambling to mute himself and close the Twitch tab. "Good morning, angel," He said as he looked up at me.

I didn't know what to say. Of course, even Sapnap's chat was talking about me. I just let the emotions come through, standing there and feeling the insecurity hit.

I assumed Sapnap had noticed Dream's disappearance and tried to get his attention, as I watched Dream quickly unmute and begin talking. "Hey, I'm here, sorry, my mic fucked up." His eyes went back to the stream to see the chat, the discourse still raging. "Chat, please shut up about the people I hang out with in real life." I could tell he wanted it to be as vague as possible. "They're real people and can see the things you say." He paused and looked up at me. "I'm gonna hop off now." He left the call and took off his headphones, pulling me towards him. "You're worth so much to me, I don't like when people talk about you like that."

I sat in his lap and felt my phone buzz, pulling it out of my pocket and seeing George's name on my screen for a video call. I answered it and aimed the camera at Dream and I. "Hi, George... join the cuddle sesh," I offered jokingly.

"Gladly," he chuckled, his smile stunning me. "There's nowhere I'd rather be." Dream gave me a kiss on the cheek, nodding.

I received a Twitter notification for George's account. I opened it, scanning over the text.

@/GeorgeNotFound

Stop tweeting about creators personal friends challenge 2021 99% fail

I chuckled, piquing George's curiosity. "What are you laughing at?" I went back to the video call.

"Your tweet," I replied. Dream chuckled as he looked at it himself. "Thanks, a lot."

"For what? It's our job to stick up for you, we care about you," He insisted. George hummed an 'mhm' in approval.

"Still, thanks. Also, can we watch a movie together tonight?" Dream chuckled and nodded.

"Of course, you can pick the movie," George offered, exciting me further.

"Including Disney Channel Original Movies?" I asked as Dream groaned in a mixture of disgust and annoyance at the thought of watching a Disney Channel movie.

"Yes, including them," George responded before Dream could.

I laughed as the freckled boy before me let out his complaints, "They're all so predictable, the writing's shit."

"Shut up, Dream," George interjected in defense. "It's just one movie."

After all agreeing, the three of us sat on call watching a movie of my choice.

[revengerevisited]

i found this vanqua fic the other day, it’s only a couple chapters but i like it so far. :3 it does have a ‘creator chose not to add warnings’ label though, so please be cautious. also baby-xemnas aka kotbysleep (nsfw) aka nekokat42 (also nsfw) is a much better vanqua artist than me so please check him out. X’D (heads-up those twitter threads are way longer than you think so make sure you see eeeverything~).

anyway, more wip art below the cut, plus my endless rambling (i talk about 18+ topics, just a warning)—

i’m still working on venqua week and i’ve got 2 more prompts to go, one i haven’t started yet and one i’m halfway done with—

~aaand yeah i’m re-using it for a vanqua pic too... X’D am i lazy, or just resourceful? you decide. ;P

but yeah, both of these pics will have an 18+ version as well. i admit i’m super anxious about posting it next week, as i’ve seen just how absolutely toxic fandom is on twitter. like, you thought tumblr was bad? i’ve spent the last few days preemptively blocking literally hundreds if not thousands of antis just so i can feel a little safer posting my content without some asshat calling me a pedo or telling me to kill myself over cartoons. XU i somewhat worry that i’ve accidentally blocked some people who were just joking around and weren’t actually harassing anyone, but it’s just so hard to tell sometimes. if i’ve accidentally blocked anybody here, just let me know so i can unblock you. :3 (idk why that sentence came out so sinister sounding but i’m legit being sincere X’D).

but seriously, idk when fandom suddenly got such a stick up its ass (around 2016-17 from my guesstimate) and decided aging-up a fictional character by a year or two is such a crime, but i guess that’s just the state of things. :T i could draw vanitas as a centaur or make him blond or whatever and no one cares, but aging him by one year? suddenly big problem! yeah, right. XP like, i know i said every character in kh is 17+ as of khmom (ignoring any weird timeline retcons of course), but heck i could make an honest case for the wayfinder family all being adults. hear me out—

it’s been 13 years since bbs, right? and for 12 of those years, aqua was in the realm of darkness, terra had some awareness while being possessed by xehanort, ven experienced some of sora’s life when he was in a coma, and vanitas was almost certainly in ven/sora’s heart as well, so all four of them could be said to be 31, 33, and 29 respectively. it’s not like their character models were any different when they were young teens as opposed to older teens, so can we really be sure they’re not all 30~ by now? heck, since ven is from the age of fairytales i could say he’s 1000 years old if i wanted too! (psst, it’s almost as if these are all fictional characters living in a fantasy world with time travel and whatnot and their ages are completely arbitrary numbers nomura made up on the spot, numbers which he has retconned before! :P).

now i don’t actually think they’re that old, but if people are gonna hassle me over a goddamn 2-year age difference, i might as well say fuck it and have fun with it, right? ;P it’s not like antis even know what the canon character ages even actually are, like when they try to say that skuld is underage when (assuming she’s subject x) she’d be around 28~ by now, or axel and saïx’s age. (maybe i’ll draw some saïx x skuld art and watch the antis lose their minds. ;P it wouldn’t even have to be nsfw to rile them up).

anyway, i do admit i’m feeling a little burned out on art recently. XP i’ve been trying to get one art piece out per week plus venqua week, and yeah it’s kinda taken its toll. i know this really isn’t anything anyone wants to hear, but i’ve been kinda thinking of moving away from fandom projects to work on my own original work. now, i’m not saying i’m abandoning a heart and a half nor anything as drastic as that! but i have spent like 2 years of my life on it just to get to the halfway mark, and i’m not sure i can spend 2 more doing only that.

i’ve got an original story idea that i’ve been working on-and-off on for the past 7 years or so, and i’m thinking of going back to it again (it does need a pretty big re-write). its main pairing is actually pretty vanqua-ish, now that i think about it. like, imagine the realm of darkness but instead of the heartless it’s infested with demons, and the main characters are the demon-slaying duo of a serious yet kindhearted half-angel and a feral, snarky half-demon. i even aged them up from 14 to 18 so none of my potential fans have to suffer the same anti bullshit that i have. XP

what else can i ramble about... oh, i got these super cute pins for christmas! :D the heartless is by xkirakira, and vanitas and aqua are by maxxmerch. they’re just so cute! X3 i hope everyone had a merry christmas and a happy holiday! i’ll see you guys later. ^3^ 

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*looks around sheepishly* ó3ò alright... confession time. spoilers for a heart and a half for the rest of this post—

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sooo~ i’ve kinda hinted at this before, but yeah i’ve always planned on adding a sex scene to a heart and a half; when i started writing back in 2018 i hadn’t realized how hostile fandom had become compared to only a few years ago, and it worries me that some readers might drop the fic because of it, or be angry with me over the underage aspect. :(

idk, i could go on about how i just wanted to explore every aspect of a romantic relationship, or how other disney/square enix characters married or had kids young (ariel, sarah hawkins, héctor, claudia strife, possibly jasmine), or how attempting to apply real-world rules to a videogame fantasy setting is inherently silly and pointless, but really it’s just ‘cause i love vanitas and aqua to bits and i just wanted to write a cute and funny mild sex scene between them (this fic is rated mature, not explicit, so much less graphic than confection affection), and at the end of the day they are just fictional characters, after all.

i guess all i can hope for is that i’m a skilled enough writer to pull it off in a believable way, and that my audience won’t be too put off by it. >_> i know vanitas and aqua have technically only known each other for about 2 months so it might not be ‘realistic’ for them to go so far into a relationship so soon, but i think it’s important to remember that ultimately this is a romantic fairytale, and other canon disney couples haven’t seen nearly as deeply into each other’s hearts as vanitas and aqua have (and this video also helped me feel better about it).

i also wanted to finish that nsfw venqua fic i started a few months back, it’s set just before the mark of mastery so yes ven would be 16. i suppose it’s a way of testing the waters to see what kind of reception i’d get (hopefully positive) before i get to that part of a heart and a half. i was also thinking of including some of the uh, ‘keyblades as erogenous zones’ aspect from this terraquaven fic as well... w-why are you looking at me like that?! it’s funny! *sweats nervously* o3o’

in all honesty, i’m probably just overthinking all this (which, knowing me, is almost a guarantee >_<) and i should just *ahem* let my heart be my guiding key, and just write what i want to write without worrying about it all the time. i just get so anxious so easily... buuut that’s not really news to anyone, now is it? ;P well, i think that’s the end of my endless ramble, thanks for reading if you got this far. X’D and i really hope i didn’t actually upset anybody about a heart and a half. ;_; i just felt like i needed to vent a little, but don’t worry about me, i’m doing fine. anyway, i really should stop typing and get back to work on venqua week, sooo... bye! X3

[lwjstiletto]

wangxian au where lwj is a popular hand model and wwx is an independent jewellery maker [Part 1]

[Twitter thread version]

wwx is a go-getter kind of guy. he likes pretty things and pretty people. so his job is a win-win in that he makes pretty things for pretty people— well mostly

lately all his brain has churned out is designs that only the very nice old ladies in his neighbourhood indulgently buy from him

he’s grateful for it but nevertheless it’s been disheartening looking for the elusive muse for his next project

jiang cheng only sighs whenever he mentions this and rants about how if wwx just LISTENED to him and actually put effort into commercialising his bestsellers instead of hyperfocusing on one body part/gem/technique and hopping from one product to the next; and in general just making his business a chaotic mess where clients couldn’t guess what he would put out next, that he would have a better shot

but ofc wwx sighs even more at this and just goes ‘but jiang cheng~’

what kind of argument even is that? but jc lets it go bc wwx supplies him with endless half-finished projects that are complicated-looking enough to give his students a good challenge when drawing still life

so anyways, wwx is still making old lady jewellery and being generally pitiful when he stumbles across an intriguing article on twitter

—•—

lwj on the other hand has been fastening and unfastening his cufflinks for an hour straight. that’s pretty much status quo for hand models who have to spend hours on end either doing repetitive gestures or holding completely still

lwj doesn’t mind though, he has always had steady hands and dextrous fingers, practically an advertiser’s ‘wet dream’ as his agent, nhs, puts it

said agent pulls him aside when it’s finally time for his break. nhs looks harried, which isn’t out of the ordinary, but he’s also not meeting lwj’s eyes which sets of alarm bells in his head

“okay before i tell you,” nhs starts without prompting, “promise not to fire me.”

lwj doesn’t narrow his eyes, but the twitch of his eyebrow is close enough, “i will be fair.”

“that’s not a-“ nhs sighs, “good enough i guess. do you remember that photoshoot you did with da-ge a few months back?”

lwj nods. how could he forget? it had been... an experience for sure. it was a photoshoot for a book cover for a popular teen novel

and while lwj didn’t meet fellow hand models often, he had come across other ‘parts models’ as they were called

spending the better part of two days caressing nmj’s abs was... by far not the most unpleasant job he’d had as a hand model

nhs holds out a copy of the novel for him to see. the cover they used is from the second half of the photoshoot where they took a few wider shots

lwj sees nothing wrong with it. it’s a standard cover, if a bit lewd due to all the... ab touching. in fact the entire cover is just nmj’s abs and wide shoulders

lwj doesn’t think his hands serve any other purpose than obstructing the view in the poorest attempt to keep it pg. still he fails to see the problem

nhs wrings his hands together, “there was a blog post about it. do you know anyone named su she?”

lwj thinks for a moment, then vaguely recalls the name with a sinking realisation

—•—

wwx is still thinking about the article when jin zixuan comes to drop jin ling off at his apartment. unprompted, wwx asks him, “do you think i could sell feet pics?”

he can see jzx’s soul leave his body as he drops jin ling’s overnight bag on the pavement. wwx’s favourite new hobby is dropping these bombs on jzx and watching him dissociate from reality as he tries to answer wwx’s insane questions with logic

being a father has changed him. a few years ago he would have just slammed the nearest door in wwx’s face

“why... do you want to sell feet pics? is your business not going well?” jzx asks, and actually looks concerned. well, now wwx feels bad

“my business is just fine.” wwx says grumpily

“really? jiang cheng and yanli seem to think otherwise.”

“you eavesdropped on them didn’t you?”

jzx is entirely unashamed, “i’m just concerned.”

“again, my business is fine!”

“you know if you ever needed money-“

wwx turns jzx around and pushes him towards his car, “don’t you have things to do? get jin ling out of the car seat, it’s getting late.”

since the peacock has acquired immunity to his teasing by straight up being ~nice~ to him, it’s only fair that wwx sends jin ling back with so many new toys that they will take up at least a whole corner in his unnecessarily gigantic home

—•—

lwj meets his brother for iced tea at a cafe near huaisang’s office. lwj does not like iced tea but has deliberately kept this from his brother because lxc loves it and has made it his personal mission to try every iced tea flavour he can get his hands on

it is also the easiest way to lure his brother out of his busy schedule. lwj knows lxc would take time to meet him anyway, but he wants lxc to indulge in something he likes once in a while

“wangji, you seem restless.” lxc says, concerned

lwj takes a tentative sip of his black currant iced tea. it’s abhorrent

“do you remember su she?” lwj asks

lxc, “the one from your cello class?”

lwj nods

“the one who broke his string and his bow in the same day?” lxc asks, almost looking amused

lwj winces, “yes.”

“did he ever come back to the class after that?” lxc asks

lwj shakes his head, then taps the glass with a gloved finger

“has he been bothering you again?” lxc asks seriously, “if he has-“

“it’s-“ lwj sighs, “complicated.”

before lxc can make assumptions, lwj unlocks his phone and shows it to lxc

lxc reads silently for a minute or two, then his eyes widen. “he posted this on the novel’s discussion forum?”

lwj nods

“how did he even-“ lxc says, then pauses in thought, “is it because of the cello class?”

“mn, perhaps.” lwj says, “he saw the book cover i did with huaisang’s brother. he is a fan of the novel.”

“so he went and researched the models who were on the cover?” lxc frowns, “how did he even find that?”

“my name is public information.” lwj says, “it would certainly be hard to find, but it is available nonetheless.”

“are you going to be okay?” lxc asks.

“i am worried it will impact your reputation. my job is not... conventional.” lwj doesn’t meet his brother’s gaze

“wangji, that is the least of my concerns. you did not want to do conventional modelling by choice.” lxc says

he isn’t wrong, lwj hadn’t wanted to have his face photographed, it had never appealed to him. no matter how many compliments he received on his looks

his popularity started and ended within the advertising circle and nhs never offered him jobs he didn’t want. putting a face to his popular hand modelling career was not an ideal situation

especially since it had reached a lot of the novel’s fans who’d begun discussing him on other social media platforms

“i will handle this.” lxc says, “this is not right. you especially drew up contracts with advertisers to avoid this situation.”

“brother-“ lwj starts

“he should not have posted pictures of you.” lxc isn’t even drinking his iced tea, lwj notes

“it is already out. there is not much we can do.” lwj says reasonably

lxc doesn’t quite seethe but he doesn’t touch his iced coffee again

—•—

wwx finally admits to himself that he may be experiencing a slump. he hasn’t touched his tools in two months and his work bench has acquired a thick layer of dust on which jin ling drew a frowny face with his fingers then immediately tried to lick them

and what does one do when lacking motivation? harrass his brother in his cushy office at the university of course

to his credit, jc lets him prace around and poke at his things for a solid ten seconds before snapping at him. which means he and jyl must actually be worried about him

“wei wuxian” jc says through clenched teeth when wwx has pushed the paperweight on his desk to the very edge, trying to see how far jc would let him take it

ah, so not worried enough to break into his house at night, wwx notes

“so, do you think i could sell foot pics?” wwx uses his favourite new icebreaker

jc puts his head in his hands like wwx put the worlds’ weight on his shoulders. if he listens closely, he’s sure he can hear a repetition of ‘why why why why’ in jc’s head

“why...” jc forces himself to say

wwx shurgs with a grin, “i read an article about it. apparently a lot of people are into feet.”

“into... feet...” jc says

“yeah like they get off-“

jc holds up a hand to stop him, “i get it. did you come all the way across the city to ask me this?”

“yes and no.” wwx says, “i wanted to ask if you could draw me some.”

“some... feet...?” jc is going to kick him out soon, wwx can feel it

wwx places his chin in both his hands and tries to look pitiful, “isn’t it better than me buying foot pics? think of how that would reflect on you if anyone found out.”

jc feels a headache coming on, “please tell me you’re using them as reference to design anklets or something.”

wwx laughs, “of course! what did you think?”

jc glares at him, “i will ban you from campus.”

wwx bothers him a bit more and then gets thrown out more gently than he has come to expect from jc, still not sure if jc will actually fulfill his request

and maybe it’s because his luck has been down for too long that life took pity and decided to throw something good at him, he turns the corner to see one of the most beautiful men he has laid his eyes on

his attention is focused on the folder in his hands, and it’s late enough that there are no students milling the corridors. this is probably why the aforementioned beautiful, stunning, abolutely breathtaki- man manages to walk straight into wwx

several things happen at once. wwx sees it coming unlike the other person, so he reaches out to steady him. turns out there isn’t much need of that because the man gets his bearings back alarmingly fast for someone caught by surprise

the folder in his hands does not have similar balance though, and falls to the floor, splattering it’s contents halfway across the hallway

the man looks... well neutral, but the speed at which he drops to his knees lets wwx know that it’s not something he wants wwx to see

which, of course has the opposite effect. when wwx looks down to see the photographs that have not yet been put back into the folder- he is left speechless for once

the immediate and most obvious explanation is that this guy is an art student who is using these pictures as reference... but of course wwx’s first thought is Oh mY gOd this guy has a hand fetish because his talk with jc is still fresh in his head

once that thought is in his head, wwx notices a number of things in quick sequence

this dude looks uncharacteristically nervous for an innocent art student, and he’s wearing GLOVES like a CRIMINAL who’s STEALING pictures of those pretty hands from an art class for his own pleasure

art students don’t wear gloves, especially not in the middle of summer! and no one can possibly require that many pictures for just one body part

satisfied with his reasonable conclusion, wwx opens his mouth to accuse the man only to realise that he is upright once again with all his stolen pictures securely in his folder

“are you stealing those?” wwx asks straightforwardly

the man actually does seem to be caught off-guard for longer than two seconds this time

then he proceeds to walk past wwx

“hey wait!” wwx blocks his path again, “i get it, you know? we all have needs and i’m totally not judging you for it. but there are sites for this stuff.”

the man finally looks at him, and wow he’s even more attractive than wwx first thought and his eyes are so pretty and- he walks past wwx again

wwx, yet again, catches up to him and decides that walking beside him is more effective. “good quality photography like that is usually quite expensive you know?”

the man continues to ignore him so wwx grabs the folder in his hands and gives it a good yank

“what are you doing?” the man finally speaks. even his voice is nice. wwx is sure people would send him hand pics for free if he asked

“returning this to the rightful owner.” wwx holds the folder out of his reach

the man takes a deep breath, then pulls at one of his satin gloves- SATIN, how did wwx not notice that- and holds his beautiful hand up to wwx’s face

wwx’s brain immediately short circuits as he thinks ‘maybe ~I~ am the one with a hand fetish’ because that’s... one pretty hand

one... familiar hand. the same even tone, smooth skin and long, elegant fingers with perfectly manicured nails...

while he stands there, gaping like a fish, the man snatches the folder out of his hand and starts walking away with quicker strides

by the time wwx’s brain reboots and the realisation finally sinks in- he has finally found the muse he has been looking for- the man is already gone

—•—

lwj admits that he is... slightly stressed out, and is definitely showing enough signs of it that nhs has caught on

“you went to visit wen qing yesterday.” it’s not a question so lwj doesn’t answer. “did you perhaps run into an old acquaintance?”

lwj shakes his head, “it is not what you think.”

this sparks curiosity in nhs which is a toss up between better and worse than the implication that lwj’s stress stems from accidentally meeting su she at the university

“did you run into a fan?” nhs asks and it’s actually a reasonable concern since lwj wants to avoid even being /known/ at all costs

lwj shakes his head. he trusts nhs which isn’t as surprising now as it had been to him years ago when he had agreed to give nhs free reign over the work he chose for lwj

“somebody from the university knows of my identity.” lwj says finally.

nhs seems to think it over, “it was inevitable. even after taking down the blog post, people are still curious about you.”

lwj wants to tell him that it’s actually his fault but he stays silent as nhs continues his train of thought.

“you’re exciting because people have seen you without actually seeing you. you’ve worked with big brands and celebrities and it normally wouldn’t spark interest-

- but unfortunately for you, you are attractive. it will die down after a while, we just have to ride it out for now.” nhs concludes.

lwj nods, feeling reassured. nhs is usually right about these things, which is why lwj regards him so highly

he has a video shoot for some fancy kitchen installation company after that, and he tries not to think about the man who accused him of stealing his own pictures while he very slowly chops a mango on the surely unsanitary granite counter

he’s working with a photographer he knows well, one of the best in his line of work. song lan has a good eye for what would look enticing in an advert and doesn’t make him do weird, suggestive things like kneading dough in slow motion. lwj suppresses a shudder at the thought

after cutting enough magoes to feed ten people, the shoot finally wraps up and one of the PAs on the set holds out a basin for him to wash his hands in

the warm water is soothing to his aching fingers and he lets his hands soak but not for longer than a few seconds to prevent his skin from pruning. he then rubs the special concoction that is his version of the best moisturiser and puts his hands in soft cotton gloves

song lan comes to greet him after and expresses his sympathies about his pictures making rounds on the internet

lwj’s eyes widen ever so slightly, “you know of it?”

“my boyfriend is a fan.” he says with a fond shake of his head, “otherwise i’d have no idea.”

luckily before lwj can start to panic, nhs trots up to them and the conversation ends there as he’s dragged to his next shoot

—•—

“for the last time, i don’t know your ‘guy with pretty hands’.” jc says, exasperated. “what’s with you and body parts nowadays? if it’s a kink thing.. please rethink your life.”

wwx sighs. he knew going to jc was useless, but at least it confirmed his suspicion that the guy isn’t an art student

however, that makes the task of finding him and then begging him to model wwx’s jewellery harder. because yes, wwx has spent the last five days cooped up in his workshop making complex hand chains

now if he only had more than a memory to draw inspiration from...

it’s frustrating. wwx should have at least asked for his name and number. how can he be this stupid?

“very easily.” is jc’s reply to this

“jiang chengggg.” wwx whines, “i have to find him or my creativity will die a horrible death.”

jc looks like he is ageing before his eyes. “if i ask around the staff will you promise to only come to my office during emergencies? you’re freaking my students out.”

“yes!” wwx agrees enthusiastically, then frowns. “freaking them out? i’m so nice to everyone!”

“you tried to get at least five of my students to draw your pretty boy from description.” jc deadpans, “they think he’s a criminal.”

“a criminal after my heart, aha!” wwx says with finger guns.. and gets thrown out by jc for his efforts. it’s less gentle this time

a few days later, jc calls him, “apparently ‘his identity needs to be protected’. is he actually a criminal?”

“he was wearing gloves...” wwx mutters, “i’m kidding! not about the gloves, but i don’t think he’s a criminal.”

jc makes a doubtful noise on the other end. “well, whatever. so yeah, anyway, i can’t get wen qing to tell me anything. you can come bully her yourself if you dare to.”

“why does it have to be wen qing?” wwx groans, “she’ll roast me on low flame before she tells me anything. why couldn’t it be wen ning— wait. wen ning probably knows him too. jiang cheng i’m a genius!”

jc hangs up on him but it doesn’t dampen his spirits at all. he’s so close to finding him.

—•—

shoots where he has to hold objects for an extended period of time are already unkind to his muscles, but holding objects with /postures/ is even worse. his fingers are so stiff after his seven hour shoot with swarovski that when one of the assistants on set hands him a cup of warm tea, it slips right through his grip and shatters on the ground unceremoniously

everyone freezes, and then start to buzz around him, asking if he is feeling unwell or if he needs to sit down. because lwj never drops /anything/. it’s in his job description NOT to drop anything

god, lwj hates jewellery shoots the most

nhs hears about this, ofc. lwj suspects he can be at multiple places at a time. so lwj is neatly packed into a SUV and sent away to get a relaxing massage and manicure

lwj would usually put up a fight but his muscles have been aching for days and nhs has theatened to text his brother at least three times this week. he doesn’t want to risk a fourth

wen ning, the meek but kind masseuse greets him with a bow, “lan er-gongzi, are you well?”

lwj nods, and is about to ask about wn as well when he hears the door of the masseuse parlour bang open behind him

“you!” comes a shout and lwj turns around, alarmed

the man who accused him of stealing his own pictures is standing there, pointing a finger at him

“if i was unclear the last time, i did not steal those photographs.” lwj says

the man seems stunned for two seconds, then frowns. “steal.. i know that you didn’t steal them.”

lwj nods, then starts to walk further into the parlour- except for the hand that grips and brings him to a stop. lwj would usually rip his hand away, but the slight pressure sends pain shooting up his arm

and lwj definitely didn’t realise how stiff his muscles were until then. he must have made a noise, a mixture between surprise and a wince, because the man lets go immediately

“are you okay?” he asks, looking alarmed

lwj closes his eyes to compose himself

“wei-gongzi, what are you doing here?” lwj hears wen ning ask

“i came to find him.” the man replies

lwj’s eyes open in shock. find him? does he know of lwj’s identity? is he a fan of the novel? this has gotten way bigger than either lwj or nhs predicted if people are actively seeking him out

“i think you have misunderstood.” lwj says, projecting a calm exterior even though he’s feeling a little cornered. cornered.. by a single person... what has his life come to?

but today it’s one person, next... he doesn’t even want to think about it. he has never wanted to be in the public light and does not want the /crowd/ and god forbid- the /noise/ that comes with it

he had gotten comfortable in the happy equilibrium of popularity and anonymity- the only thing which had lured him into accepting this job and has kept him in it thus far

... and it seems to be crumbling right before his eyes

“what? no i haven’t. i wouldn’t forget your face.” the man says, “hey stop running away-“

but lwj is already walking past him to exit the massage parlour. he needs to call someone. nhs most probably. or a cab.

the other man is speedy though, and blocks him right at the door, extending his arms and legs to cover the width of the opening as if lwj was thinking of sneaking around him. (he was, but that’s not the point)

“okay maybe i’ve come across as creepier than expected.” the man says, “but i swear i just want your hands!”

[wen ning shakes his head furiously in the background]

the panic lwj feels must be enough to be showing on his usually blank face, because the man backtracks

“i mean- no- that came off as even creepier oh my god. i’m not a serial killer, i promise.”

[wen ning makes a big X over his head with his arms]

the man takes a deep breath and actually seems to think before speaking this time, “hi, my name is wei ying. i’m a jeweller by profession. what’s your name?”

“move aside.” lwj says.

“do you promise not to run and actually hear me out? because it was so hard to track you down, god, it took me a week!”

[wn texting nhs: pls come and save lwj i think he’s about to faint]

“a week...” lwj says, “you tracked me down for a week?”

“no! i mean yes but not in a stalker way!” wwx seems to be having a mini meltdown, “you know just nice good ol’ asking around about the cute guy i saw at the uni... not... stalking...”

luckily lwj’s phone begins to ring, cutting wwx off. [wen ning is very thankful for this. he doesn’t think having the police here would be good for business]

“brother.” lwj says, still a little strung up

“wangji, i’m almost there.”

“what?”

“huaisang told me you were ill,” lxc says, “and i was in the area so i told him i’d take you to the doctor.”

lwj turns to give wen ning a scathing look. “he exaggerated. i’m fine. you don’t have to come here.”

lwj doesn’t think his brother will take the fact that he has acquired a stalker well

“i’m outside.” lxc says

lwj resists the urge to sigh. he’s going to strangle everyone in this room, then himself

“i’ll be there in a minute then.” lwj says.

“i’m making my way to the parlour.” lxc says, disregarding him completely

“brother i can walk.” lwj says calmly. murder is on his mind.

lxc hangs up on him. lwj actually sighs this time.

“if you don’t want my brother to report you, you need to move aside.” lwj says to wwx.

wwx opens his mouth as if he wants to continue to dig himself into a hole, but then moves aside degectedly

then he removes a business card from his wallet and puts it in lwj’s shirt pocket.

“you can look me up, i’m not lying. i really am a jeweller and i’d like to work with you.” he says

before lwj can protest, lxc is already at the entrance, carrying what looks like half the pharmacy in a paperbag

“wangji.” he greets, and then pauses to nod politely at the other men, “let’s go.”

lwj follows him silently

—•—

wen ning sighs and flips the sign on the door to ‘closed’ resigning to the fact that wwx will remain a permanent fixture on his floor for a while

���so you thought he was a creepy thief and now he thinks you’re a creepy stalker?” wn asks.

wwx, who has told him all of this between groans, groans again.

“do you... want a free massage?” wn offers

“yes.”

lwj fights the urge to touch his shirt pocket while in the car with lxc.

“you need to go to the hospital wangji, you don’t look well.” lxc insists

“i will eat every medicine in that bag if you drop me off at huaisang’s office.” lwj replies

lxc looks alarmed, “you’ll definitely need to go to the hospital then.”

“i will eat every medicine in that bag if you /don’t/ drop me off at huaisang’s office.” lwj amends, neatly closing all the loopholes

“at least let me come with you.” lxc says in his last ditch attempt to find out exactly what has left his brother so rattled

“i will eat-“

“fine okay. i just worry about you, you know? you never tell me when something is bothering you anymore.” lxc says

“if it is important, i will tell you.” lwj says. he doesn’t want lxc to worry but also doesn’t want to lie.

lxc nods, accepting this, then turns the car around

—•—

“wei wuxian.” nhs raises an eyebrow at the card lwj has placed on his table. “this is the man who has been stalking you?”

lwj nods.

“are you certain?” nhs asks, looking conflicted.

lwj gives him a look.

“okay, okay! just making sure!” nhs says, raising his palms in defence.

“you know of him.” lwj states.

“well,” nhs says, “he didn’t lie to you, he really is a jeweller. he is very elusive though. he tends to drop these groundbreaking collections every fall and then disappears.”

lwj tries to align the man he met today with this talented, cryptic jeweller persona. if they really are the same person, then perhaps unhinged genius fits him better.

“if he’s serious about working with you...” nhs gets a gleam in his eyes that lwj doesn’t like. this is /not/ how he pictured this conversation going. he’s slowly but surely developing a migrane

“look, i’m never going to force you to do anything.” nhs says, “but will you let me speak to him first? i want to know if this he’s the real deal of if we need a restraining order.”

restraining order. this is escalating way past lwj’s mental capacity at the moment.

nhs seems to see that, “you need to go home and rest. i’ll have a masseuse meet you there. let me handle this.”

he says it with such firm conviction that lwj has no choice but to trust him, so he nods.

[Part 2] [Part 3]

[sometimesrosy]

I saw an interesting thing on twitter. So jason posted a pic with eliza and a new girl saying “love seeing these two together. You know and love one (which is 101% clarke) and you’ll know the other one”. That girl on tw remarked the fact that jason didn’t say the same thing for the other girl. He did’t add “love” for her character too. He just said that we will know her. So maybe she’s an antagonist or she’s part of the leaders of the new earth Or someone related to clarke and who will (1)

betray her ? ( bc why shouldn’t we love her?) And that makes me pretty confident of the fact that she won’t be her new love interest. Bc why should we always jump to conclusion? As you said, the 100 isn’t a romantic comedy so not every character has to be the “new love interest” But ye who knows (2)

The thing is, it is true that sometimes new characters are romantic interests. So there’s always the possibility. Or love interests for OTHER characters. I mean Diyoza is closer to being a love interest for Kane than for Clarke or Bellamy, but when fandom sees a character, they immediately relate it to their OTP.

Before season 4 people were freaking out about B/E as a possibility. And I couldn’t tell them no because yeah it was a possibility. I actually refused to talk about it, because with shipping, there was no way to talk about it as part of the story, only as part of everyone’s personal panic about their OTP being killed.

I really love shipping. It’s fun. But if you want to understand the story instead of just getting lost in your ship, you have to be able to look at that story OUTSIDE of the romance. At least in a story that is not a romance genre story. Because a romance genre story has shipping at it’s center. The reason WHY you tell a romance genre story IS the ship. As long as you have the right, canon romance, you can be accurate with your analysis through shipping. Because that’s the point of the story. 

HOWEVER, in science fiction, like The 100, the point of the story is NOT the romance. It is the action, adventure, survival and science fiction. And if we only interpret it through shipping, we will NOT be capturing the whole story and we’ll get lost and lose the story thread.

It gets tricky, though, because, while The 100 is NOT a romance, there are a lot of romance side stories in it. People have gotten very disappointed, though, following those side stories as if they were the main story, expecting the HEA and for the romance to continue to be a main narrative. But, so far, all the side romances have faded to the side to become part of other stories, or died, and turned into character development for the mains. 

It gets even trickier though, because there is one ship that has not faded or died, but has in fact gotten stronger and stronger, more romantic, and more important to the central story. YES OF COURSE IT’S BELLARKE. 

Bellarke IS the central romance of the story. You CAN analyze this story through Bellarke. HOWEVER it does not follow the conventions of the romance genre. It does have a lot of tropes, so we get our expectations up, but it doesn’t follow the pacing, which leads to the frustrations. And also the WAY it relates the romance to the narrative is different.

In a romance genre story, everything leads back to the central goal of the story– getting the lovers together. So it’s a lot more likely that new characters are there to either aid or hinder the romance story. ALL ROMANCE STORIES HAVE ROMANTIC OBSTACLES or it’s not a romance story. ALL romance stories have a point where you think they won’t get together, where the stakes are high, so it’s imperative you have characters or narratives that get in the way, whether another lover or disapproving parents or a war.

But in a science fiction, post apocalyptic, now space colony story, especially where we’re meeting an entire new culture, chances are the the new people are all there to tell the new story of the new planet. We MUST have worldbuilding. We must have a new society and that means lots of new characters. 

COULD the new characters be part of the story that hinders or aids Bellarke in getting together. Yes, I have to say. Yes. But it’s more likely that they are there for worldbuilding, to be The Big Bad, to be sympathetic characters, to help Clarke and Bellamy on their way to being the heroes. Also note that I said hinders OR aids. Having another love interest is only one tiny possibility for any of the new characters. As far as we know, they’re Diyoza calling Clarke Bellamy’s girlfriend, right? Or Cooper who was probably jealous of them and their relationship to Octavia (that just occurred to me, that’s why she was such a bitch.) Or McCreary who wants to torture and kill them. Or Vinson who never meets them. Huh. Look at that, you CAN analyze the new characters by their relationship to Bellarke. Diyoza was NEVER a romantic interest. But she WAS a parallel to both Bellamy (terrorist or hero?) and Clarke (never know which side you’re on–could say the same to you.)

Shipping blindly makes us jump to conclusions about what things mean. And sometimes, when our conclusions match the story, we might be right. But if you close your eyes to the rest of the story and only look at the romance, getting things right is mainly chance, not analysis. Maybe that’s why people think nothing in stories makes any sense and it’s all random and we’re reaching or delusional when we come up with evidence to support our theories. Because when you analyze a story with an inaccurate genre or hypothesis…. well, it won’t make sense or connect. When it does connect, you won’t see HOW it got there, because it didn’t get there through your logic process. You just got lucky that your theory matched for a time, you hit on one storythread, but don’t understand how that thread is supported by the rest of the narrative. So the whole story seems random, and willy nilly, the writers are bad, they hate you and want you to suffer. I think you might FEEL the inevitability of Bellarke, but because your theory is not supported by canon, it all seems very much left to chance and the whims of a hateful god. 

So how do you follow Bellarke’s romance without losing track of the story????

Easy. SHIP, yes do. But not blindly. If you see the romance? Ok. Double check with the canon to see if you’re making it up. Find the scenes where the tropes match up, where the cinematography supports your theory, like with eye contact and closeups and touches. Yes those are evidence. But take it further. Look for dialogue. Look for interactions with others. Look for CHANGES. 

Once you find those ship supportive narrative details, now take off those shipgoggles and STOP looking for romance. What is the overall story? What are the themes and over arching questions? What is the main objective and how are they kept from that? Recognize that independent character development is important and check on Clarke and Bellamy’s growth. What are their goals, weaknesses, strengths? How do the other characters impede or help them develop? How do they change? Check on the characters OUTSIDE of Clarke and Bellamy, because they are important, too. What are their stories? 

You know, I think sometimes that people think if they examine the story outside of their OTP it will be boring and not romantic and not interesting, but if I JUST looked at the onscreen interaction of Bellarke and romance in that, I would be lost. Because the characters are constantly struggling and changing and regressing and learning new things and being afraid and suffering and healing, I would lose the perspective of what is going on in the story as a whole. The GOAL. Where it’s heading.

BUT because I’m a boring english teacher doing boring english teacher stuff (ugh not symbolism again! the curtains are red because they’re red, sharon, it’s not meaningful,) I figured out that the symbolism in this show, the head and the heart, the dark and the light, the yin/yang, the chess king/queen, actually sets Bellarke up as soulmates, the backbone of the story, the main relationship, the mother and the father, which has, as the seasons have gone on, been CONFIRMED by both the narrative and the author. While y’all were flailing around thinking CL was endgame and your OTP was dead, I was like, no no, Bellarke IS the love story and they MUST be together. 

By NOT shipping when you analyze The 100, you actually get much more shipping content. That’s why my theories have not wavered in 4 years, but have only gotten more detailed, complex, and confirmed. 

Let me tell you why.

Because The 100 is ABOUT Bellarke. It is, actually, The Bellarke Story. Because while not every single story line is ABOUT their romance, almost every single storyline leads back to Bellarke. To their partnership, how they need each other, and how they save and redeem humanity. Together. Which means, when I look at other ships, I can connect them to Bellarke. When I look at the big bads, I can connect it to bellarke. When I look at they symbolism, it goes to Bellarke. When I look at worldbuilding, yes it helps develop bellarke. When I look at Clarke alone, it goes back to bellarke. When I look at Bellamy alone it goes back to bellarke. When I look at Raven, it goes back to bellarke. When I look at Octavia, it goes back to bellarke. Jaha? Bellarke. MW? Bellarke. The grounders? Bellarke. Allusions? Bellarke. Psychology? Bellarke. Mythology? Bellarke. 

And then Bellarke feeds back into the plot and science fiction and hero’s journey and defeating the enemies and redemption of humanity.

If this fandom paid attention to the boring english class stuff, they’d feel a lot less anxious about Bellarke.

OOOHHHH!

Look at this guys. All those people calling me and you delusional when we come up with evidence for Bellarke? They have an investment in us NOT doing boring english teacher stuff. Because the boring english teacher stuff supports Bellarke and debunks their OTPs as endgame. 

The story, the narrative, when using standard, boring, academic discipline and analysis IS ABSOLUTELY BELLARKE’S LOVESTORY. I’m not delusional. I’m not drunk or on drugs or the devil or brainwashing people. All of which I have been accused of.

I am a boring old english teacher and literary geek. 

And it is being the boring non shipper sci fi geek that has led me to understand that The 100 is the most epic, incandescently romantic post apocalyptic science fiction survival story I’ve ever seen or read. Bellarke saved humanity together, and they’re going to REDEEM humanity through their love.

This is mythic in nature. 

And that’s why I will never stop being a boring old english teacher and sci fi geek. Because I see stuff other people don’t. And it’s glorious.

If you ignore the “boring” stuff that isn’t shipping, you miss out on all the deep, intense romance. I think people think I’m doing this blog to give people faith, but I am so not. I’ve given up, I don’t care what they think. Their antishipping doesn’t change the story. I’m doing it because I am IN AWE of this love story, and the more I analyze it like a boring english teacher, the more excited I get for the next part of the story. OMG, it looks so good. I am simply geeking out. I’m not a shipper, I’m a geek. And I am OBSESSED with this science fiction love story.

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This week in Shadowhunters news, updates, sneak peeks, and behind the scenes. All the stuff you need to stay up to date.

Official Promotion

Key difference. #Shadowhunters

A behind the scenes photo of Isaiah (Luke) and Nicola Correia-Damude (Maryse Lightwood): What's so funny? #Shadowhunters

Clary behind the scenes of #ShadowhuntersSeason3. 

Heidi gets that look a lot. #Shadowhunters 

Why stop at only six?  #Shadowhunters

Shadowhunters In The News

Basic Stuff Magazine (interview):  Chatting Dungeons & Dragons with Actor Steve Byers

2GB 873 AM (interview):  Hollywood star Dominic Sherwood reveals whether he's a DC or Marvel man

Pez (interview):  Matthew Daddario Opens Up On Receiving Heartwarming Letters From LGBTQIA Fans

SyFy Australia (interview):  We caught up with #Shadowhunters star Dominic Sherwood to find out what he thinks of the amazing fan support behind the show, whether there’ll be a 4th season and his next role.

E! News Australia (interview):  Dominic Sherwood Reacts to "Shadowhunters" PCAs 2018 Nominations

The Televixen (interview):  Steve Byers Talks Frankie Drake Mysteries, Shadowhunters, and Goalie

Pez (interview):  Dominic Sherwood Has A Sick ‘Shadowhunters’ Spinoff Idea & It Needs To Happen

Digital Fox (interview):  Dominic Sherwood Interview: Pick-Up Lines, #SaveShadowhunters, and More!

The AU Review (article):  5 things we learned at the Shadowhunters panel at Oz Comic-Con Sydney

Twitter & Social Media Stuff

Brian Hui (makeup artist) tweeted a photo:  Just stumbled across this cute pic of me, ⁦@JMunozActor⁩ and ⁦@alyssa_caps⁩ ! Miss you guys!

MCM Comic Con shared a video of Chai Hansen (Jordan Kyle):  The Downworld wouldn't be complete without a werewolf... @ch8i, aka Jordan in Shadowhunters & Ilian in The 100, is joining us at MCM Comic Con London!

Brian Hui (makeup artist) tweeted a photo: Ah, ⁦@Kat_McNamara⁩ remember rosé on the Seine? Miss you!

Matt (Alec) shared photos of a koala and some kangaroos.

Brian Hui (makeup artist) tweeted a photo:  Little BTS before the camera rolls!

Brian Hui (makeup artist) tweeted a photo: Feeling like I need a Chai post! ⁦@ch8i⁩

MCM Comic Con tweeted:  Alert the downworlders! Our amazing Shadowhunters guests will be taking to the stage at MCM London Comic Con - 26-28 October

The Italian Institute announced Luke Baines (Jonathan Morgenstern) as another guest:  Let's welcome @LukeBaines into our Shadow Vibes family! Luke will be a BONUS guest at the next #ITAInstituteCon3! We can't wait for the new episodes! #ITAInstituteCon3

People’s Choice Awards

Shadowhunters is a finalist in three People’s Choice Awards categories, #TheSciFiFantasyShow, #TheBingeworthyShow, and #TheShow. Kat McNamara (Clary) is a finalist for #TheFemaleTVStar and Harry Shum Jr. is a finalist for #TheMaleTVStar.

Voting on the People’s Choice Awards website can be done here.

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Cast and Crew Reactions:

Kat (Clary) tweeted:  Holy moly, angels! Let's keep this going and join together and vote at http://pca.eonline.com for Harry, Shadowhunters, and me  :) #KatherineMcNamara #TheFemaleTVStar #PCAs 1 RT = 1 Vote 

Kat (Clary) tweeted:  Once again - thank you, angels, for the nominations for Shadowhunters, Harry and myself. @peopleschoice   #KatherineMcNamara  #TheFemaleTVStar  #PCAs

Oz Comic Con

Matthew Daddario (Alec) and Dom Sherwood (Jace) spent a weekend in Sydney, Australia at Oz Comic Con.

The entire panel can be seen on the Oz Comic Con Facebook Page.

Clare Kramer shared a number of photos from the weekend’s panels and beyond:

The OG of @ozcomiccon. 🖤@dichenlachman @matthewdaddario @idomknow 📸 @karolinatx 

Fan: @MatthewDaddario, I just wanted to ask you about your character… @DomSherwood1: *drops mic, takes out phone* #OzComicCon18 #Shadowhunters @OzComicCon 

.@MatthewDaddario: I’ve never seen your brain work so quickly @DomSherwood1: Or at all, really. #Shadowhunters #OzComicCon18

.@DomSherwood1: Jace in 3B. Right. Where did we leave him? Oh right, Clary’s dead. The love of his life is dead. @MatthewDaddario: He’ll be fine after that brutal psychological torture. #ShadowHunters #OzComicCon18 

A fan @OzComicCon asked @DomSherwood1 to do his best @MatthewDaddario imitation and this was the result. #Shadowhunters #OzComicCon18 (video)

It’s @MatthewDaddario at the @OzComicCon #Shadowhunters panel in #Sydney. #OzComicCon18

It’s @DomSherwood1 celebrating getting a fan question, and not @MatthewDaddario. #shadowhunters #OzComicCon18 

Fan: For the record, I love you both. @DomSherwood1: Well if you all say it like that, I’m not making up any numbers! I’m already behind! #shadowhunters #OzComicCon18 @MatthewDaddario 

Fan: If you were a boxer, what would your motivational song be? @DomSherwood1: That’s a good question! @MatthewDaddario: Alternating between Queen’s Don’t Stop Me Now and the Indiana Jones theme. @DomSherwood1: I was going to say one of those! #Shadowhunters #OzComicCon18

On 3B @MatthewDaddario: Jace is going to be miserable. You’re going to hate it. @DomSherwood1: Unless you hate Jace, in which case you’ll love it. #Shadowhunters #OzComicCon18

On auditions @DomSherwood1: You know that thing where they turn you down because you’re too good-looking? @MatthewDaddario: No. #shadowhunters #OzComicCon18

Here @MatthewDaddario at the @OzComicCon #shadowhunters panel. #OzComicCon18

Q: If you could design a rune, what would it do? [Lengthy off-topic conversation re: monkey’s paws] @DomSherwood1: Yeah, Brendan Fraser. Just be able to teleport Brendon Fraser whenever you’d want. #shadowhunters #OzComicCon18

And here’s @DomSherwood1, who enjoys wearing “loud, outlandish-colored boxers.” #Shadowhunters #OzComicCon18

Awwwwww… #shadowhunters @MatthewDaddario #OzComicCon18 

Photo dump! The #Shadowhunters boys are too fast to keep up with! @MatthewDaddario @DomSherwood1 #OzComicCon18

The nicest ever new friend. @domsherwood @ozcomiccon 📸 @karolinatx

One more photo dump of @MatthewDaddario and @DomSherwood1 at their Sunday @OzComicCon panel for all you #shadowhunters meme maniacs.  #OzComicCon18

The AU Review shared a thread of live-tweets from the Shadowhunters panel.

#SaveShadowhunters (continued)

On June 4th, it was announced that Freeform wouldn’t be continuing on with a fourth season of Shadowhunters. Here are a few major highlights. (Our full roundup for #SaveShadowhunters can be found here.)

Clevver (article): Here’s Everything Shadowhunters Fans Have Done to Save the Series 

Film Daily (article): #SaveShadowhunters: Here’s how a People’s Choice vote might do just that!

Basic Stuff Magazine (article):  Save Shadowhunters Takes Over NYCC 2018

Other News

Matthew Daddario’s birthday was October 1st!

Hollywood Life (article): Happy Birthday, Matthew Daddario: See The ‘Shadowhunters’ Star’s Hottest Pics

Shadowhunters TV tweeted:  Happy, happy birthday @MatthewDaddario. 🎂

Famous Birthdays tweeted a video:  Happy 31st Birthday to @MatthewDaddario!

Ariana Williams (Madzie) tweeted:  Happy birthday  Matt love from Ariana  #BestWishes #funtimes #memories #Alec&Madzie #SAVESHADOWHUNTERS

Amanda O’Leary (makeup artist) shared a video on Instagram:  Been saving this for a special day! HAPPY BIRTHDAY @matthewdaddario you are just the bestest. #thebest

Kat (Clary) tweeted:  The happiest of happy birthdays to the master of little known information, honest observant opinions, and overall general wise advice. @matthewdaddario thanks for always treating me like one of the big kids, even though we know we’re children at heart.  Enjoy your day, brother!

Harry (Magnus) tweeted:  @MatthewDaddario yo, did you know it’s your birthday? Anyone tell you? If not, I’ll be the first. Happy—oh, it’s October 1st now...oops.

[sunflowerhanamaru]

Once you wake up, it'll be a new morning (4/7: pictures)

She should have understand, of course, when Chika had squeezed her so hard before boarding the plane to visit her parents. Riko had laughed, had said something like ‘we’re seeing each other in a week, you big baby.’ and Chika had choked off a laugh, had said ‘I can’t wait to go back to you.’ and had boarded the plane.

Riko had been barely out of the airport, walking to her car when her phone had rung with a call from Ruby.

“Riko! Is Chika with you?”

“No.” had said Riko. “She’s on her plane now. Is there a problem?”

“Don't…” Riko had only noticed how distressed Ruby sounded. “Don’t go home. Don’t check the Internet. Come straight to Maru’s and I flat, okay?”

“Okay.” She had said.

She hadn’t listened. She had sat behind the steering wheel and had opened twitter to find hundreds of notifications, all about Chika leaving Aqours. She had started the car, brain blank and had drove straight to her flat, the one Chika and her had spent weeks hunting for, to find an envelope on the table. She had opened it, her head swimming with thoughts.

The message is short, concise. Chika couldn’t keep going like that, she had to quit them. To quit her.

Riko’s phone is ringing urgently on the floor. Riko doesn’t pick it up. She doesn’t think she will ever be able to.

Riko had always loved fall. From an artistic point of view, because fall is the perfect season for vibrant palettes and warm colors, but also for the large sweater season, for the morning’s biting cold. Fall had been pretty in Germany but everything seems prettier in Japan since Riko came back; she’s glad she agreed to a walk in a park with Hanamaru and Ruby to admire it.

After so many anonymous years she isn’t used anymore to being recognised in the street, though, and she soon begs her friends to retreat in a teahouse.

“I don’t know how you manage with all those people watching you.”

Hanamaru shrugs, her hands draped around her mug. “It’s not so bad anymore in Numazu, we can’t really complain.”

“You do though.” Says Ruby, eyes glittering. “Hanamaru complains so much lately, she’s becoming a real old library lady. Sometimes she tells the cats to quiet down at home after a day of work.” She laughs, and Hanamaru rolls her eyes with a smile. “But seriously we’re never bothered by fans anymore.”

“Except the occasional weirdo who thinks he can flirt with Ruby.”

“Or the occasional book nerd who thinks he can flirt with Hanamaru.” Ruby is the one who rolls her eyes this time and Riko can’t help but notice how many of each other’s habits they have adopted. She wonders if Chika and her would be like that too if they never stopped dating. She forces herself not to think about it.

“The Internet is wild though.” Comments Hanamaru. “people are all over the place everytime we post something. Some people truly still don’t get that we’re dating. Like. They think we are… What’s the term again?”

“Maru’s still not good with social medias.” Jokes Ruby, earning an outraged ‘Hey!’ from her girlfriend. “‘best friends goal’ is the term. We live together, we hold hands, there’s literally sneaky pictures of us kissing floating around and some people think we aren’t dating.” She shrugs. “That’s twitter for you.”

Riko is still thinking about their conversation late at night and she stupidly decides to quickly search for her name on twitter.

The first tweet she comes across to is a text post tagged ‘chikariko’ She (stupidly, stupidly) clicks on it and finds a complete thread of pictures. On the first one, sixteen years old Riko is looking at Chika like she hung the stars up the sky. Riko’s heart aches.

Riko relives the four years of their Aqours’ life through pictures, from fansigns to live shows to candids. She sees herself growing up, and Chika growing up as well. The last picture of the thread is from a week ago: someone had saw them in the shop they had met in their day at the shrine. The Chika and Riko from the first picture changed so much, she thinks a little sadly, but the way she looks at Chika didn’t change though. Twenty-six years old Riko looks at Chika the same way she always did and she fears maybe she always will.

Riko clicks on the tweet’s poster username and waits for her account to load. She scrolls through personal discussions and random pics and stops when she reads Chika’s name. ‘Aqours’ Chika and You spotted hanging out.’ reads the tweet. The picture attached is a candid of her friends walking down the streets of Harajuku. Riko notices that You is wearing her new merch t-shirt. She opens the new thread.

��Omg is that new merch? I need Dia’s shirt!’ Says the first reply.

‘Rings too?’ The second tweet contains zoomed in pictures of Chika and You’s hands.

‘You’s ring has a blue gem but Chika’s is pink??? My chikariko heart’ Riko scrolls back to the pictures and zooms until the gem, undeniably pink, takes almost all the screen. She hits the contact button and find Chika’s number, hopes she hasn’t changed in six years.

“Riko?” The phone didn’t even rang twice, notices Riko.

“Did they asked you to wear that?”

“To wear… Do you mean the ring?”

“Yes, Chika, I mean the ring, obviously.” It’s unfair to be so mad at Chika and Riko knows it but. It feels like Chika is mocking her, mimicking her old lovesick habits to sell some more show’s tickets.

“They didn’t.” Chika sounds rushed, and anxious, and sad maybe. “Riko, I swear they didn’t.”

“Why did you wore it then?” Asks Riko, and she hates how wavering his voice sounds.

“Because I miss you.”

“You said that already.”

“No, Riko. I miss you, you know? I miss you. I’ve been missing you for so long.” Riko closes her eyes. “I want to become friends again.” Chika is breathing a little harder in the phone. “I’m in front of your door. Could you open to me? I want to talk.” Riko looks at the door like she’s afraid it’s going to open spontaneously because Chika is on the other side. She remembers the time management booked nine rooms for nothing, the time where her door always opened for Chika. She shakes her head

“Not tonight. Tomorrow, okay?”

“Yeah, of course, sorry.” Chika’s laugh sounds self-deprecating and Riko hates it. “I’m gonna sit there for a while thought, if that’s okay.”

“Okay.” Riko stands to go sit against the door too despite herself. “I’ve missed you too.” She says, so quietly she’s not sure Chika heard it.

“We’re going to make it work, right?” Chika lets out a tiny sobs that makes Riko’s heart clench. “We weren’t only girlfriends. We were best friends, too. Tell me we can fix it.”

“We can fix it. I promise.” Says Riko. She wishes she was half as confident as she’s making it seem.

[irphanfic]

Moonshot - Chapter 5

Hey! So this has been a very busy week for me but I hope you like the new update! I have been writing like crazy this two days and I think you will enjoy it.

Anyways, any type of feedback/comment is welcome!

summary: Phil had a feeling that this Friday was going to be different.

That didn’t mean he was ready to meet his favourite baseball player, Daniel Howell, while he was cleaning the windows of a building.

or the au in which Phil is a shy window cleaner and Dan is a famous baseball player. This is their story.

words: 3.1k

trigger warnings: panic attacks

Read on ao3 - (x)

Chapter 1 // Chapter 2 // Chapter 3 // Chapter 4

Chapter 5: Texts And Cafés

Two weeks. They had been texting each other for two full weeks non stop and Dan had never felt so attached to any person this way. Not even his team mates or even his own family.

Phil was such an easy person to talk to. He didn't know why, but both could talk for hours and not get tired of it. Maybe because he had never had this kind of strange connection and compatibility with someone before.

Even when Phil texted some random animal fact at 3pm on a Thursday or sent him a weird internet meme that he had seen on Twitter, Dan couldn't be happier. Even his team mates had noticed he was feeling more cheerful, and by the few hints he had told them, they could guess it had to do something with a crush.

A smile creeped into his face as he recalled the first time he had heard Phil's northen voice through the speaker. It had totally been an accident, as Phil explained later in their call, but somehow he had managed to dial Dan by sitting unintentionally on his phone, a fact that keep them both laughing for almost twenty minutes.

He didn't waste time complimenting Phil's accent after their laughs died down just to hear a light chuckle from the other line that, even though Dan couldn't see, he was sure Phil had blushed and smiled shyly at the same time.

How he missed that smile and those eyes... Just having conversations with the blue eyed wasn't enough for Dan. He wanted to talk to him face-to-face, stare at his expressions as he told him childhood stories he had been wanting to hear.

He needed to see Phil. And soon.

But what if Phil didn't want to meet him in person because of his fame? Maybe he was scared of the media or even Dan... What if he dissapointed Phil or bothered him by his presence?

''Howell! Stop daydreaming! It's your turn now!'' His coach's voice startled him from his thoughts, looking apologetically at him and walking embarrassedly to the field.

Dan tried to concentrate, but thoughts of Phil kept coming at the same speed of the balls that were being thrown at him. He tried to get all the battings and throws right, but it was not working. He was missing almost every single one and coach kept shouting at him, which was not helping at all on his effort to be focused. He could feel his team mates gaze on him, as if they were judging him for not being professional enough.

His breath started to quicken, short and shaky puffs of air were making his body tremble badly. Dan could feel it, his throat was closing and wanted to scream for help but no sound was coming out... Was he having a panic attack ? He hadn't had one in years and it was happening to him now in the middle of practice? It was a nightmare. He wanted to get out of here as fast, but his feet nor legs were responding.

His baseball bat fell down on the sandy area, hitting his toes in the process but he couldn't even feel the pain. ''No, no, no, c'mon, calm down'' he whispered to himself in a quivering voice, but it did nothing. Also, hearing the murmurs of his team mates wasn't helping either...

Suddenly a voice was softly calling him. Dan recognized it, even though it wasn't really clear he knew it belonged to Eric, who was in front of him, holding him by the shoulders, ''Hey, Dan, I'll take you to the lockers, okay?''

Dan just nodded and tried to focus on what Eric was telling coach, but his gaze and ears were not cooperating, making him hear and see all blurry.

He could feel Eric's hand on his bicep, dragging him out of the field, reaching the locker room and sitting him down on one of the benches, handing him a paper bag he had somehow found around there so Dan could even his breathing that was already coming down to normal.

''Better?'' Eric asked him once he had managed to calm down, sitting down on the same bench but keeping a safe distance between both.

''Yeah... '' Dan coughed a bit, sipping a bit of water from a bottle his team mate handed him, instantly feeling the coolness down his throat, feeling a bit better, ''thank you for taking me here, I... I... I don't know what happened, really. But, thank you.''

They both knew it was a lie, but Dan didn't have enough energy to explain. He wanted to go home and curl up on his sheets for at least three days...

''Don't worry, I understand.'' Eric stood up, offereing him a small smile with sympathy before walking to his locker and picking up his things, ''c'mon, I told coach I would take you home for today, you are in no state to continue. You need time to relax, not think much''

Dan slowly moved his head up and down even though Eric couldn't see him, but also stood up to pick up his things.

Eric was right, he just needed to relax and not think. Could he do that?

_______________

Once Dan reached his flat he dove himself on his wide bed, face first on the pillows and slowly drifted off to sleep, trying to regain the energy he had consumed.

He woke up a few hours later, disoriented, rolling around a few times on his sheets before getting out of bed and having a quick shower, changing into his comfy pyjamas and grabbing something to eat, feeling a bit better already.

Dan walked back to his bedroom, picking up his phone from his discarded bag at the feet of his bed and lying back on his duvet, staring at the ceiling for a few minutes distractedly, just staring at nothing.

Only the vibration of his phone shook him from his blank thoughts, a text notification from Phil coming in, a small smile already showing on his face.

He lifted his phone up so he could read the text, putting the gadget in a risky place since it could fall on his face anytime, but Dan quickly forgot about that fact, opening the long conversation thread he already had formed with Phil.

'Did you know that a koala pregnancy only lasts 35 days and when the joey is born it's blind, hairless and is about 2 cm long?'

That silly fact about the cuddly marsupials was enough for Dan to have a grin on his face. Phil was for sure the only person who knew so many random facts.

'wow. Now I wonder what a hairless koala looks like' Dan answered, already knowing that Phil had gone on a quick quest to Google Images to show him.

'It's so weird, omg. It looks cute, but weird anyway.' was Phil's next text, a photo of a small koala folded in some blankets but no hair around.

Dan chuckled, it was strange for sure. Follwing the topic of pictures, it had been a while since Phil had sent him fluffy puppy pictures, he could have some sweet dog pics after the day he had had.

'I miss your dog pictures :(' Dan typed, but before he could send it he felt a sneeze coming through and before he could stop it, his phone had slipped from his hand and landed on his face, hitting his nose hard, not being able to catch it on time.

''Ouch! It hurts!'' Dan said loudly, gently touching his nose with his fingers and checking it hadn't been that bad. It wasn't bleeding so it was a good sign.

Dan put some pillows against his headboard and sat straight, not risking anymore having his phone up by his face. By the way, where was his phone?

He spotted it screen down by his left, picking it up and re-reading what he had sent, expecting to find a dog photo as a response.

''No. No, no, no,'' Dan repeated, lifting his messy curls from his forehead as a nervous gesture, ''this cannot be happening.''

In the middle of all the sneezing he had manage to erase half of his message when the phone slipped from his hands, and instead of a 'I miss your dog pictures :(' he had managed to send a contextless 'I miss you'.

Dan couldn't believe it. He was going to scare Phil for sure... Even though he really missed him he hadn't planned to send him this kind of message anytime soon!

He was going to type another text, explaining what had really happened when a new message from Phil popped up.

'I miss you too. It has been a while since we have seen each other'

'What!? He missed him too!?' Dan jumped at the message, seriously freaking out. He didn't expect that text from Phil, not at all. He couldn't have guessed in a million years that Phil was also missing him. He wasn't used to people missing him, wanting to see him.

Dan smiled softly at that. They missed each other and even though it had been on accident, he was glad they had both managed to confess something they wouldn't had admited.

Once Dan had somehow calmed down, he was ready to text back. Should he ask Phil to meet him in person? Was he ready after all that happened at practice? He had to deal with it sometime and even if he liked it or not, Dan had to face Phil in person sometime, and if Phil was disappointed that's something he would have to accept.

'Wanna meet sometime this week?' Dan left his phone fast as soon as it delivered, as if it burned and was afraid to know Phil's response, which came through a few seconds later.

'If you want to, sure! I have the perfect place. Are you free on Saturday?'

_______________

Saturday arrived and Phil was waiting for Dan the cozy vintage-y café that he found once while strolling mindlessly one cold November day, nursing a capuccino as he wrote the next lines of a horror story he had been wanting to put into paper. Phil had had this place in mind when Dan messaged him about meeting each other. The delicious warm drinks mixed with the homely and private maroon coloured booths were really a win-win.

He was kind of surprised when Dan told him he missed him, but Phil didn't question it. He didn't felt brave enough to admit it and when he saw the message he saw the perfect opportunity to express his feelings.

Phil was a bit nervous, he had to admit. He was really meeting Daniel Howell for real now, but tehy had been talking for so long that it felt they had been long lost friends by now, but that didn't erase the fact that Dna was a famous baseball player... 'It is just Dan. The one that loves Mario Kart and anime the same amount as you Dan.' Phil thought, but it wasn't really helping.

Shaking that though out of his head Phil looked at his phone to check the time and saw it was a few minutes past five, meaning Dan should be here soon.

After grabbing another sip of his coffee, the blue eyed began writing again, slowly developing the story he had in mind, getting so lost in the words that he didn't even manage to notice the shadow that appeared next to him till he heard a cough followed by a shaky voice?

''Excuse me, is this seat taken?''

Phil looked up at the voice and noticed a nervous smiley Dan looking at him as he put down his cup of coffee on the table, looking as if he wanted to hug him next but didn't know how to do so, opting to fidget with his fingers, trying to restrain himself from reaching out.

'Why does he seem so nervous? It's me who should be, not him. I'm just Phil!' was all the blue eyed thought, not really understanding why, but before he could think more about it his excitement won the battle against his worries and stood up from the booth, exclaiming a cheerful ''Dan! You are here!'' not too loudly so it wouldn't attract attention.

''Hi Phil,'' Dan greeted him properly, looking directly into his eyes ''I... I'm glad you agreed to meet me.''

''Of course, why wouldn't I?'' Phil questioned, cocking his head to the side a bit, ''I'm glad you agreed to meet me of all!''

Dan averted his gaze to his feet, shrugging his shoulders as if also hesitating to tell Phil what was the reason why he had said that. ''I don't know. Because I thought maybe you would feel pressured because of my fame or something...'' he muttered, his voice almost quiet but continued, ''I mean, I'm not that famous, but still, even though we have been talking a lot you might have another image of me that the media portrayed, so yeah, I might be disappointing... '' Dan rambled, finishing with a sigh.

''Oh,'' Phil let out, surprised. Dan though he might be bothered by his celebrity status, but no, Phil wouldn't believe anything he read or see on the tabloids. He had a pretty idolized image of Dan before he meet him, per se, but after all they had talked he couldn't even think about the possibility of not wanting to see him because of it. Dan was even more nice than he could have ever imagined, it would never let Phil down.

That's when he realized Dan might be more insecure than he let on. He was a person, he had emotions like everyone else, and Phil believes sometimes they didn't even care about Dan's feelings just because he was famous.

''Dan,'' Phil called him, waiting for the warm brown eyes to meet his, ''You could never disappoint me, not after meeting you for real.''

With that, Phil opened his arms, giving Dan the chance to back down if he didn't want a hug, but by the smile that appeared on Dan's face, he had made the right choice.

Both hugged for a few minutes, their chins resting on the other's shoulder, and Phil felt how Dan squeezed a bit, trying to bring him closer...

They separated, mirroring smiles on their faces as they sat down on the comfy booth, sides touching but looking at each other attentively as they started talking about mindless things, catching up on what they hadn't been able to text.

For hours, light hand touches and caresses where traded, just as pink cheeks and toothy grins.

Phil found out that afternoon that saying goodbye was hard, even if you knew you were going to see that person again.

_______________

''Phil, do you have any snacks left?'' Martyn asked from the doorway of Phil's lounge room, not getting much of a response since Phil was lying down on the couch, crazily texting someone on his phone, a dumb smile on his face.

''Phil, are you even listening to me?'' Martyn repeated, getting just silence as a response.

''Phil! Your ceiling is falling down!'' this time Martyn screamed, finally getting a reaction from Phil, who left his phone rapidly on the sofa and sat straight up.

''What!? What is falling down!?'' the younger Lester screamed back, sobering up as he saw Martyn laugh. ''It's not funny!'' Phil threw his brother a cushion, hitting him on the chest before he let him sit down next to him.

''You weren't listening and I had to catch your attention somehow! Your face, oh my God'' Martyn tried to calm down a bit, ''By the way, who were you texting that had you smiling down at your phone like that, uh?'' he elbowed Phil on the ribs, who squirmed a bit trying to get away from his brother.

Phil blushed a bit and denied messaging someone, but his brother didn't buy it and kept insisting, finally making Phil give up, ''I was texting Dan, okay? Stop it!''

''Wait,'' Martyn sobered up instantly, ''Dan as in Dan Howell? You have his phone number and text each other? Why didn't I know about this again!''

Phil shrugged, ''It never came up, I guess.''

''Still, is there anything else you haven't told me related to Dan?''

''Well... We talked, finally meet in person, had coffee and keep talking, that's all.'' Phil said as if it wasn't a big deal. He left out the fact that they hugged, he believed Martyn couldn't handle tat much info.

''You meet!? Are you telling me you meet in person!?'' his brother's offended tone made Phil chuckle. He really needed to speak to Martyn more.

Phil decided to tell him everything, from how they started texting till how they promised to see each other next week that Saturday at the café.

''I just... When we said goodbye, it totally felt like something more than two friend meeting, you know?'' Phil said, not really knowing how to explain.

''Like a date?'' Martyn's smile could be heard in his voice, not teasing, just happy that Phil was getting somewhere with Dan. Or at least, hoping too.

Phil nooded, ''Yeah, I mean, I knew it wasn't but, it still felt like one.'' A date. A date with Dan Howell. That would be a dream for him.

Martyn also nooded, acknowledging that same feeling he had had first with Cornelia a few years back.

''Ask him.''

''What!? I'm not gonna ask Dan freaking Howell on a date, are you out of your mind!?'' Phil said, completly rejecting the idea.

Martyn just stared at him, wanting Phil to think about the idea again.

''No. No, no, no, I'm not going to do it. I refuse.'' Phil said, shaking his head repeatedly. Just about he stopped denying, he saw the mischevious face his brother had on. ''What are yo...'' but before he could even finish, Martyn picked up his phone that had been lying between both all this time, rapidly typing something as he ran towards the front door, Phil by his heels, shouting and trying to grab his phone from his brother's hands.

''Thank me later brother'' was all Martyn said to Phil before he left the flat, tossing the phone back to his owners hands and closing the door right by Phil's nose.

Phil leaned against the wooden door and read what Martyn had sent to Dan.

'Wanna go on a date with me?'

Phil was going to kill Martyn next time. He was sure of it.

Chapter 6