#[ he takes so many pics of tobias ]

[sanguinelupus]

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Send a 📸 to see 3-5 pictures that my muse has/has taken of your muse(s)

@vampfrey

[x-liv25-jamieswife]

no pressure, I love your headcannons, will you do Avery and jameson

averyjameson head canons

my favorite ship in the whole wide world. hope you enjoy these. i'll probably do multiple posts for them bc i love them sm. again, not proof read bc i'm lazy as fuck.

sometimes, when avery is working, she'll start humming songs, and jameson just sits there listening to her.

avery loves sitting in between his legs bc jamie always starts stroking her hair and stuff.

avery and jameson will sometimes just sit in bed and read together.

during one of their adventures, avery fell and injured herself, and jamie flung her over his shoulder and carried her home. the paparazzi posted pictures of it online, and they went viral.

when they do interviews together and the person interviewing them start asking questions about their relationship, jamie starts gushing about how incredible avery is and how she's changed his life. he looks at her with so much love in his eyes that people post pics of them everywhere wishing they had a bf like jamie.

jamie absolutely lovesss physical touch. he's always holding her hand, hugging her, cuddling her, stroking her hair, kissing her, etc.

they absolutely loveee back hugs. jamie will sometimes creep up on her from behind and wrap her in his arms (he'll refuse to let her go).

when avery has nightmares, he'll make her lie down on top of him and stroke her hair, avery loves listening to his heartbeat.

ok many people have talked about this, but their first fight is the reason why they now have the codeword tahiti. in my head, their first fight was about how avery wasn't talking to him and he felt like he didn't know her (my poor baby avery just isn't used to confiding in people).

jamie lovessss kissing her. avery pretends she doesn't but she does

they absolutely love rooftop dates. they'll have picnics, and sometimes play golf like in thl.

jamie is always posting stuff about avery on his insta with cute little captions (sometimes its ts lyrics, sometimes he's just confessing his love), fans eat it up.

avery's fav color is obviously the color of jamie's eyes (green). ever since she started dating him, she started integrating more green in her wardrobe

jamie is always dedicating karaoke songs to her.

jamie asks max for relationship advice.

he loves carrying her to bed after a long day of work.

avery works sm she forgets to eat. jamie learns how to cook thanks to grayson and makes her meals.

during the eras tour, they swayed together to lover.

ok in another post i said xander fake proposed to avery during love story, but jamie would do it too.

when jamie started crying to tolerate it (he related to it bc of tobias, i also might be projecting...), avery held him in her arms.

avery vibes so hard to i knew you were trouble bc that was the song she associated to jamie when she first met him.

when avery has panic attacks, jamie just sits there with her. one of my other hc is that she loves sitting with her back to his chest, and so jamie sits her down in front of him and strokes her hair. when she's calmed down he'll try to distract her with riddles or by making her laugh (usually he does this by making a fool of himself)

jamie lovesss buying her gifts. he and xander will go shopping together to buy gifts for their gfs.

jamie sometimes gets nightmares about avery dying from the bombing, and so he lies down with his head on her chest to listen to her heartbeat.

speaking of that, jamie lovessss resting his head on her chest.

sometimes, jamie can't believe avery is actually his, and he starts crying. avery sometimes finds him, takes him to bed, and cuddles him while whispering sweet nothings in his ear.

jamie will sometimes call her avery hawthorne bc he knows that someday he'll marry her, and he wants to know what her name would sound like with his last name

when avery gets hate comments, he absolutely destroys the haters.

jamie loves taking pictures of her when she isn't expecting it.

like i said, jamie loves buying her gifts, but he especially likes to buy her jewelry.

avery is constantly stealing his shirts. jamie loves seeing her wearing his shirts sm that he'll put some of them in her drawers (he makes sure they smell like him)

avery loves watching jamie rock climbing bc she finds him hot (max teases her about it all the time).

jamie loves burying his nose in the crook of her neck at night when he can't sleep.

max once dared avery to do a tiktok dance with her, jamie is always rewatching the video bc he finds her beautiful

fans find them so cute they make fan accounts about them (there are hundreds of them). jamie likes to follow every one of them and comments on their posts.

[arrietty-rune]

You hear something, open the door, hearing your parents. You don't count anymore how many times they fight.

You also feel like you forget something else, but your mind is already struggling because of your traumas. You don't have time for it. All you need now is becoming stronger and you have to do it alone.

I'm going to draw more of my Steampunk AU, but especially these siblings for now because they're have such angst potential, lol.

These pics happened when Tobias was 12 (he's 15 in my AU), his parents were going to divorce and he thought it was his fault, so he tried to make good actions to make them happy but it didn't worked.

The kid has now to leave with his mother, but he was going to change.

Before the divorce happened, Rachel was sent to the Void. She woke up here after taking a nap, confused and scared. She didn't know yet, but she have to live here by herself. For almost one year. And her family forgot she existed while she was missing.

[overalls4all]

This is Tobias. He is a typical citizen under the Overalls for All Act. Everyday he wakes up, changes into his overalls for the day and take s selfie to send to the Central Overalls Monitoring Agency. The Agency ensures all men are in compliance in the Act. Today Tobias is wearing Carhartt overalls, one of this favorites.

Tobias then watches the morning news broadcast, standing at the appropriate times and reciting the appropriate slogans and oaths. His favorite part is the Overalls Pledge, where he pledges to wear overalls every day and spread the values of hard-work and traditional masculinity to those around him. Before the law, Tobias never thought much of his personal values, but now he was thankful to have a government that told him what values to live by.

Having absorbed the news and reaffirmed his loyalty, Tobias leaves for work. On the way he glaldy greets his neighbors, fellow working men in overalls. His friend Tom is wearing Dickies overalls and Kevin is wearing Liberty overalls. Tobias is grateful for the freedom to wear overalls of his choosing, while still sharing a uniform with his fellow men.

Tobias arrives at work. Today he has some deliveries to make. Tobias used to be a writer, but such jobs were deemed "insufficiently masculine". Now Tobias is a delivery truck driver. The occasional heavy lifting fulfills the "manual labor" requirement, so long as Tobias spends his weekends working at a local farm. Tobias missed his old job at first, but after seeing so many social media posts and news reports on the importance of manual labor for men, he came around. He was glad he kept himself informed!

He enters the elevator on his way to drop off a package. Suddenly he has an urge to take a picture of himself carrying the packages. The view of himself in overalls carrying something heavy fills him with masculine pride. Tobias never considered himself very masculine before the law, but it was such a trend to post "manly" pics of oneself online. He posted the pic on social media and immediately got some comments from other men in overalls:

"Looking like a real man!"

"Those overalls are so cool! Overalls for All!"

"Proud to see my little bro in overalls. Dad would be proud, Tobias!"

Tobias arrives at the door of his delivery. He knocks and the door is answered by a young man, about Tobias' age, wearing the same pair of Carhartt overalls. The two men chuckle and tug at their overalls straps.

"Overalls for All!" says the young man.

Tobias smiles and with a second thought responds, "Overalls for All!"

The slogan was second nature to men like Tobias, who obediently followed the new law. Tobias had been apprehensive about the law, but was never the kind to stand up to authority. Turns out that submissive quality fits in perfectly in this "new normal". Tobias is happy now. He never expected to feel so empowered by those three simple words: Overalls for All!

[phatcatphergus]

(im cryin- my little cat picture was making me giggle but the Tobias picture made me snort 😭😭😭)

and yes, she takes bribes !! but I’ve been thinking of changing to ✨bee✨ or maybe musty rat, idk working on it, but she’d have her own Tilín time :) (possession)

and don’t wOrrYyyYYY, hopefully it’s good 🤨

-rata (jazz hands)

I have so many Tubbo reaction pics it’s unfunny 😭 he’s a very easily reactionable meme guy!

Good!! I shall make her a cake and build her a castle! She can have her possession tilín time in there :)

I believe you will like it, it just makes the ham and cheese a bit more interesting :D

[metalmessage]

From the depth of existence! Action: PREMORTAL BREATH https://www.facebook.com/PremortalBreath/ Base: Baden-Wuerttemberg • Germany Genre: Heavy Metal Title: Of Angels And Wolves FFO: Iced Earth, Disturbed, Avenged Sevenfold Format: EP Label: Independent Release: Sept. 10, 2022 🌐 𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙤 & 𝙋𝙍 Action: 𝗠𝗘𝗧𝗔𝗟 𝗠𝗘𝗦𝗦𝗔𝗚𝗘 ᴳᴸᴼᴮᴬᴸ • 𝓔𝓼𝓽. 2001 https://www.metalmessage.de/PR_PREMORTAL_BREATH_en.php PREMORTAL BREATH are available for interviews via Phone, Skype, Zoom & email! Official lyric video • Production: Very Metal Art: https://youtu.be/KWo0EWqHfIA Official music video • Production: Very Metal Art: https://youtu.be/zDVhjOBB1lI Bulletpoints: • New, crisp EP from the guys from Baden-Wuerttemberg • Massive material, powerful & fully emotional • Beefy banging production, kettles mighty through PREMORTAL BREATH comments on the track "Of Angels And Wolves": "Having had a quite challenging, yet wonderful childhood, our singer Tommy packed these lyrics with quite emotional memories. He wanted to achieve both. Appreciate everything his mom and his brother did for him during these difficult times as well as he just wanted to tell his father to go to hell. The band supported this project with purest dedication as the result speaks for itself." The band comments on "But I'm Not Afraid": "The lyrics are purely fictional, but point directly to something you may know. So let's take our minds on a journey and imagine that there are evil forces that have taken away precious people in your life - your wife and your children. You would promise, wouldn't you? You would pursue these villains to death, even if it meant that you too would face your end. However, there will be no end until you get your revenge. In another time, another universe, or another life. Much like the movie 'The Crow' that we mentioned and you may be familiar with." PREMORTAL BREATH is modern HEAVY METAL with a variety of influences combined into a melodic but hard whole. Captivating guitar melodies, rousing choruses, spot-on drumming, grooving basslines and much, much more. All of these are just puzzle pieces in the bigger picture that is PREMORTAL BREATH. The multi-layered lyrics deal with topics like terrorism, psychological problems and the abysses of our society. LINE-UP: Thomas 'Tommy' Greulich • Vocals Sebastian 'Seb' Herbold • Guitars Tobias 'Tobbe' Eymer • Guitars Mathias 'Matze' Ruppold • Bass Andreas 'Andy' Reichard • Drums PREMORTAL BREATH was founded in 2010 by Thomas 'Tommy' Greulich (vocals) and Thomas 'Potti' Pettrich (drums). A first line-up was completed by Armin Rosen (guitar) and Tobias 'Tobbe' Eymer (bass). Shortly after, two first songs were recorded at Beat House Studio. After some changes in the line-up, the next stable line-up was completed by Dominik 'Domme' Eymer (bass) and Sebastian 'Seb' Herbold (guitar). In the meantime Tobias had switched to guitar, while singer and drummer remained the same. In 2014 the band recorded the first album "They" in this line-up. The line-up remained constant until 2016 when founding member and drummer Potti announced his departure to have more time for his family. Some time passed until Andreas 'Andy' Reichard joined as a permanent member after having acted as a live drummer in the meantime. Full of energy and creativity, the formation recorded the second work "Monsters" in spring 2018. 2021 brought with it the departure of longtime bassist Domme as well as the arrival of Matthias 'Matze' Ruppel, who is now responsible for the low frequencies. The pandemic had caused many plans to be put on hold, so PREMORTAL BREATH were euphoric to revisit Empire Studios in 2022 to record the new release "Of Angels And Wolves". TRACKS: 01. Circle 04:18 02. Of Angels And Wolves 04:44 03. But I’m Not Afraid (feat. Stu Block) 03:37 04. Wordless 04:27 05. Hourglass 04:23 06. Fuck My Brain 05:23 07. Spartan (Bonus Track) 03:24 total: 30:25 min. [ Logo: Very Metal Art ] [ Pic: Premortal Breath ] [ Artwork: Very Metal Art ] DISCOGRAPHY: 2014 • They • Full-length 2018 • Monsters • EP 2022 • Of Angels And Wolves • EP

[skippyangel16]

The Red Carpet to Crazy or the Truth?

You decide…

Cait should aim to kill the curiosity but she is the one that brings us all here…Why?

A piece for all new visitors, newbies, those who have considered are we crazy? and those just interested😜. This is just focused on what Cait wants us to believe re her relationship with Tony. Read this then ask yourself whose crazy! What’s discussed here is what was put out by them NOT created by believers! Contrary to belief we don’t need to put them together, we just see that they are more likely to be together than the alternatives given. My world will not fall apart if they are not.

Like MOST who get here my journey…I Watched outlander feb 2021…curious so I started looking on the net re stars…what I found was🤯

I googled Cait and Sam to see relationship status then them with respective partners. Sams pics were passable, nothing close to what I’d seen him be with Cait but I could accept it. Then I looked at Caits and immediately had no doubts because I found hundreds 🤣 of loved up pics that oozed happiness! They convinced me…..🤣 so much so I walked away 😊! If only…

Yup I lied 🤥 🙄🤣

Less than 10 pics found… all the same temperature 🥶 as opposed to all the pics I have seen with Sam 🥵

👇So if you had done a better job I would not have gone further. Blame… well it lies with you! Period!

Sam has said and we have witnessed that you are always happy, smiling and find it hard not to giggle 🤭

What happens when you are with the love of your life then is beyond incomprehensible 🤯 ☹️

If I was cynical I would think it was planned? 😱

👇The one picture I can find where there’s a glimmer of a smile from both of you and shock you’re not touching each other and looking at someone else? 🤯 I don’t get why you are shocked when I and so many others don’t buy it. We have seen the pics with Sam, we have seen your interactions with him in interviews so of course we look further…you even have warmer pics with Tobias than I have seen with Tony…so that’s how we all find tumblr.

🧐 It’s almost like you want to lead us here, you roll out the red carpet…just like vf article here’s the red carpet that leads to the crazy truth? If it isn’t the truth then you just must get a kick out of chaos, gossip and drama?

So next I’m looking for engagement enthusiasm because that will help me believe your story…

KDS quiz questions …at the point she says the word engagement most people who are newly engaged automatically break out into a beaming smile… it can’t be helped! Sadly not Cait!

Sams face at point of question, well ….?

But seconds later you both manage to get your faces in tune and smile and sam does his congrats bit… a good effort on film…👏👏👏 However it falls flat as Cait sadly just giggles and says ‘thanks’ but no elaboration …that’s it! The vibe is we addressed it ✅ now move along. Then she looks at the floor…awkward?

So let’s go with Sams face…can be open to interpretation? yes it can…so let’s try again.

Engagement Take 2 …Point in interview when asked have you got a wedding date? Face and response says it all!🤯 the tone! OMG 😳 … followed by Cait looking away with eyes down!

Wow I have NEVER known ANYONE respond like this ever!

So some straight forward wedding day pics would really help right now…sadly no! It’s private. Squeezed into a weekend where all your co stars apart from Sam were away on outlander business. Strange he’s the only one that could attend and congratulate, well I mean make a weird comment. He doesn’t say anything about a wedding specifically, it’s actually just a remarkable weekend. Why does everyone have to write the story for you? Why is Sam the most PROMINENT person on your wedding day?🤯 Why the rush all of a sudden, why squeeze it in a weekend with no time for honeymoon? Sams texts pre and post wedding only added to making it more unbelievable …

Pre tweet the pic significance re J&C is inappropriate to put out on your co stars wedding morning (also done a day late for outlander anniversary) post text 🤯where was the congrats to the happy couple? beautiful bride comments? or at least a 👰‍♀️🤵‍♂️emoji…when else can you use them? 🤯 Has anyone before or since hinted at a wedding and called it remarkable 🤯

So the honeymoon (it was at work spent with Sam!) and I believe your first pic post wedding was on set with a goat👇!

Now some say GOAT is greatest of all time, so if the only pic you can manage to release post wedding is with a goat then post a pic of a goat on your wedding day when you’re with your new husband? Not when you’re back at work with your hot co star that people link you with? How easy it is to stamp out any confusion if you want to? Well there would have been no confusion if you’d just done 1 wedding pic like most celebs… but it’s private ? You can still be private… a simple tweet would have done wonders something about marrying the love of your life since you want everyone to know? You want us to know you married him so much the only visible person on that day was Sam 😱🤯. You could have run to a pic of the cake, bouquet, champagne glasses …anything other than what you did which was nothing? Weird that?

👇Pic used for town and country article to celebrate the biggest weddings from 2019…here we go this will change my mind!

So Happy Couple number 13? Who makes a list of 13? who would want to be couple 13? who would want to be couple 13 dressed in black on a page full of white and beautiful colourful flowers?… Again Sam has to be mentioned and it’s all cryptic…but we are supposed to believe it’s happened😫

Sadly you didn’t share a wedding pic 🤯… so dressed in black amongst a page of beautiful loved up couples, speaks for itself. Surely you could have supplied a better pic than that? Why couldn’t you at least of released a new couple pic for the article… maybe wearing white? It stuck out as tragic, depressing amongst a beautiful sea of white happy wedding shots? But you were at least trying to give a slight smile?

The writer of said piece tweets…

Now when I came to tumblr looking if I had found a different version than the above I would have believed you were happily married to Tony and left, it was as easy as that…you guys made it complicated!

You can’t make this shit up! You reap what you sow…

So if you just look at the above… who looks crazy now? 🤷‍♀️

I am open minded, happy to be wrong, l repeat I do not need you and Sam to be together to make my life complete. Absolutely no one has to go to any lengths to put you with Sam… quite the opposite. YOU have presented this story and it falls well short of believable, anyone out there that comes here and finds the same I think will agree? ( and there’s so much more!) You and Sam may or may not be together, may or may not have been together but YOU both continue to feed the story by your actions. Your lack of effort to portray a believable relationship with others is yours and Sams choice. If you really wanted to kill off the rumours you could! Until you can do that I believe what your body language shows me.

My feelings are you ALL need this love triangle, creates more likes, interest, drama! All areas of fandom can get involved, keeps you in the news, employed. A love triangle/Is she isn’t she? its a great 🪝for fan manipulation…it’s gold…all done for 💰?

So the Oscar for PR drama goes to…the one who loves trophies 🏆!

JMHO

Posted 18 Jan 2022

(To all that have found the images here distressing and now have sore eyes I apologise.)

Thanks to all gif makers named and unidentifiable. Credit to town and country article written by Roxanne Adamyiatt source google.

[navalcriminalimagines]

Match

Fic inspired by this scene (S17xE15) and @specialagentastra ❤️(gif and pic are mine)

Tags: @hotch-meeeeeuppppp @madamsnape921 @specialagentastra @ncisfan

Get Started.

Leroy Jethro Gibbs isn't sure what got into him. How did Phil Brooks manage to get him to do it? He hates everything about online dating, about smartphones, about technology. Why did he press the button? Sure, he still can change his mind, erase his profile (if he ever find how) and forget all about it.

But the truth is...he's lonely. For many years, he lied about it to everyone, saying that he wasn't if someone asked. But he is. Very much so.

Plus, online dating doesn't involve into anything, right? He's just going to see women's profiles and that's it. "Swipe left if you don't like her. Swipe right if you do." Phil told him. God, how he hates smartphones.

But Gibbs is smart. He hates those things and never got interested in them, but as Phil and Tobias show him how to use his new phone, he starts to get it. He just doesn't know more than what they show him.

Changing his picture profile was one of those things. "If you don't like the one I choose for you, here's how you can change it."

It's not that Gibbs doesn't like the picture, but he thinks that the less we see of him, the better. So, instead of the one Phil took, he puts one that was taking by Tobias while they were fishing. He can be seen from afar, holding the fish he just caught. That seems right to him.

Gibbs doesn't spend much time on the app. Sometimes at night, he hears the phone buzzing and he checks. Women swiped him to the right. He swiped to the left.

Maybe he's being picky. Or maybe he just doesn't how he supposed to value someone through a picture or two and not many more information about them. It feels so impersonal to Gibbs. He hates it.

"Have you match with someone?" Phil asks one night.

"No."

"Gibbs, come on!" His friend spots the phone on the coffee table and grabs it. "Let me do it for you." And he does.

For what feels like an eternity for Gibbs, Phil swipes either left or right, while the Agent is annoyingly looking at the western movie on his old tv.

"Crap, look at her!" Phil holds the phone right under Gibbs's nose. He doesn't have his glasses on, so the screen appears blurry to him. With a smile, Phil offers him the glasses with his free hand.

Still very annoyed, Gibbs grabs them. "Too young." He says when he sees the age.

"But pretty as hell!"

"Too. Young."

"Too. Late." he uses the same tone as Gibbs's. "I swiped right!"

"I hate you."

"You'll thank me when you'll have a date with--" Phil checks the name. "Y/N."

* * * * *

Online dating has never been good to you. You've been on it for about year, after a bad breakup, and until now, you've only matched with weirdos. None of those match led to an actual meeting and you were getting tired of it.

You barely pay attention when a new notification from the app comes through. You focus on your book, forgetting about it until your curiosity gets the best of you.

"Leroy Jethro Gibbs," you read out loud. "Dude, you seem good looking but a fish holding picture? Seriously?" yes, you're talking to your phone.

There's nothing much to this Leroy's profile. And the picture definitely doesn't get your interest, it's quite the opposite actually. You put your phone aside without locking it and return to your book.

A few minutes later, another notification comes through.

Leroy: Hey :)

How? How did he manage to send you a text? You didn't swipe. Or at least, you thought you didn't, but after checking, you realized that you did swipe... to the right. Damn.

You're too nice, you don't want to leave him on read - you know how terrible that is - so it's better you answer and eventually tells him the truth, or something close to it.

You: Hello.

Leroy: How are you?

You: I'm fine, thank you. You?

Leroy: Better now that you swiped right.

You: Smooth.

Leroy: I'm not really used to this. Are you?

You: More or less.

Leroy: I'd prefer to meet someone face to face.

You: Why are you on a dating app, then?

Leroy: Didn't you read my bio?

You: I did. But that friend didn't put a knife on your throat, did they?

Leroy: Nope. But if he did, I know how to fight anyway.

You: Right, former Marine?

Leroy: Gunnery Sergeant.

You could have stopped the conversation as soon as it's started, but somehow, you went on and on, all night long.

* * * * *

"What the hell are you still doing on that phone?" Gibbs asks his friend.

"Still talking with Y/N. I think she likes you."

Gibbs disappeared in his basement hours ago, leaving Phil is the living room. He knew that Phil sent you a text as soon as you matched with him, but he didn't except for it to keep going for that long.

"That's not me talking to her. It's you."

"I know you well enough to know what you'd say."

"You don't know me well enough to not do things like that to me."

"Stop complaining and get ready for a date this weekend."

* * * * *

Gibbs is still not sure how he got into this. But somehow, he finds himself at the diner on a Saturday night, waiting for a young and beautiful woman to meet him.

Is he nervous? No.

Maybe a little.

Okay, he is.

He read all the texts you exchanged with Phil - thinking that it was actually him - to make sure he wouldn't miss something. But it doesn't feel right anyway. It feels like he's lying to you before he even met you. That's not how a relationship can start and work.

Although, the chance of this turning into a relationship are close to none. "You know, you could just take her home, spend the night with her and the next morning--bye-bye." Divorce really changed Phil.

Gibbs is facing the entry, and checks everyone who’s coming in. He’s on his second coffee when he finally sees you.

Phil was right, you’re pretty as hell. But still very young, Gibbs doesn’t understand how you can even get interested in an old man like him.

But he doesn’t have to overthink it as you softly introduce yourself to him. He stands up and shakes your hand. You sit across the table and for a moment, none of you talk. You both feel awkward. “I don’t really know how to—“ he starts saying.

“Me neither.” You chuckle. “You’re actually the first match I’m meeting.”

“Really?” He looks at you, extremely surprised.

“Well, yeah. You know those weirdos I talked with…”

Gibbs vaguely remembers that part of the texts. But to avoid saying the wrong thing, he asks you what you want to drink. “Coffee’s fine.”

He calls for the waitress and orders your coffee. “People usually doesn’t understand how I can drink coffee at night.”

“Same. But with or without it, I don’t sleep much anyway.”

That’s how it started. Once you were talking, everything went smoothly between you two. You’re very interested by him, just like he’s by you. “You’re very nice, Leroy. There’s something I need to tell you.”

“I’m listening?”

“I didn’t mean to swipe right. It was mistake—but I’m really happy I did. You’re not a creep,” you warmly smile at Gibbs, he feels his heart melting inside his chest.

“I appreciate your honesty. I guess I should do the same.” You raise an eyebrow at him. “I wasn’t the person you talked with. My friend did it for me.”

Well, what you did was a honest mistake. What he did was... weird. You looked at him, confused and a bit disappointed. "I just ruined it, didn't I?" he asks for the look on your face.

"I talked with a man and met another one... that's--strange, Leroy."

"Look, this whole online dating-- that's really not my thing. And Phil, my friend, just wanted to help." he explains. "What do you say we start all over?"

Despite the other people talking around you and Gibbs, there's a long silence between you two. Gibbs just stares at you, unsure of what you're going to do.

You're thinking for a moment, before finishing your coffee. You stand up and to the man's surprise, you smile at him. "I'm gonna sit at the counter. Come talk to me like none of this happened."

He deserves the benefit of the doubt.

[nugnthopkns]

i wish i could disappear

word count: 3.6k

warnings: explicit!fem reader, cursing, feelings of anxiety due to social media harassment, invasion of privacy that border on stalking

recommended listening: brutal | olivia rodrigo

series masterpost: here

a/n: and we're off to the races!! i love this album and olivia so much. there's a shoutout to goon by tobias jesso jr. in here bc it's my favourite album to cry to lmao (highly recommend giving it a listen!). i'm on the fence about this one but am posting it anyways because i don't think i can make it any better

How the fuck do people find your social media?

All of your accounts are private and Kevin makes sure to never tag you on the rare occasion he posts a picture of the two of you together. The wives and girlfriends who have public accounts make sure to never post about you, and you’re careful not to comment on posts often. You’re a private person and though you understand that due to the nature of your relationship with Kevin you intrigue some fans, you don’t want to give them more than you have to.

Despite making no attempt to open up to the public or media, every day you wake up with hundreds of follow requests from complete strangers. At first it was a little exciting knowing that people were curious about your life but after years of the same routine it’s become draining. It takes you nearly twenty minutes each day to weed through them and accept only the people you know personally. Kevin doesn’t actually know how many people want to catch a glimpse of your daily life because you do your best to keep it from him. Knowing would only bring him stress, and you want him to be able to focus on winning games and loving you with his entire heart.

☼☼☼☼

The phone on your desk rings loudly, pulling your attention away from the computer screen that has way too many numbers on it for your liking. The finance department needed someone to proof their audit before sending it away and since you’re the only one in human relations that has a business degree the job landed on your shoulders. Eager to take a break, you pick it up and press the receiver against your ear.

“Hello?”

The voice on the other side laughs gently, but you immediately know it’s Kevin. “Hi sweetheart,” he says warmly, “How’s work?”

“Fine I guess. It’s work, Kev. Nothing terribly exciting happens here,” you explain but continue to fill him in on all the coffee pot gossip you got this morning. Kevin listens as you complain about forgetting your lunch on the counter and chuckles at how upset the situation makes you.

“What if I told you I’m outside your window with a burrito bowl?”

Excited at the possibility of seeing your boyfriend before dinnertime, you whip towards the window and spot Kevin on the sidewalk, waving like an idiot despite knowing your office is on the fifth floor. You hang up quickly after telling him you’ll be down in two minutes and let the receptionist know you’re stepping out for lunch. There’s a line for the elevator so you head to the stairwell, taking them two at a time in your haste. You’re crossing the street to the small park where Kevin has set up a picnic before your co-workers are even out the door.

You plop down on the blanket beside Kevin and lean into him. He presses a sweet kiss to your forehead before passing you the food he brought. You take a bite, sighing at the taste. Kevin knows you better than you know yourself and knew exactly what to get that would satisfy your mounting hunger.

“Thanks babe,” you smile, holding up your fork and offering him a bite. He takes it graciously but makes a face. “What’s the matter?” you laugh as you take the utensil back.

“I fucking hate avocado.”

The two of you eat in relative silence, speaking only when you remember a detail from your morning. Kevin tells you about the drills he’s going to lead at practice in the afternoon and what he plans on cooking for dinner since he’ll be home before you. You insist you can whip something up when you get home but Kevin shakes his head. He reminds you that relationships are give and take, and that you’ve made dinner the past three nights because he had a string of games. You manage to reach a compromise that has you doing the dishes before you have to return to work.

Kevin insists on walking you back to your office even though you protest vehemently. Your relationship is far from secret, and has been the topic of workplace gossip more times than you can count, but after five years you’ve learned to ignore most of it. However, you don’t want your co-workers to think you flaunt your NHL player boyfriend to prove you’re better than them. They all love Kevin, and a couple of them congratulate him on last night’s goal as he follows you down the hall. A few of the newer hires stare in awe and shake his hand, completely blown away that one of Philadelphia’s biggest stars is asking how they like their jobs.

“Pretty soon they’re going to approach you to do PR for us,” you chuckle as you flip the light on and close the door of your office.

His laughter echoes off the walls as a pair of strong arms find a home around your waist. “It would be kind of fun to hear myself crush those radio commercials.”

“Since when do you listen to the radio?”

“Checkmate,” Kevin sighs, pulling you closer. He kisses you quickly, not wanting to give a show to anyone who could be walking past, but it still sends you reeling. You don’t want him to pull away and kiss him again.

You get your way for a few more moments and then Kevin’s leaving with a promise to not burn the house down and wishes for a good rest of the day. Focussed on giving the audit its final once-over you don’t bother pulling your phone from the drawer you had placed it in when you got to work that morning. You turn up the small radio at the corner of your desk and get to work scanning the document for errors. There’s a mistake halfway through that skews the rest of the data and fixing it takes a bit of time, but it isn’t a huge deal. You have nothing else to do except answer a few emails and organize meetings for after the weekend.

An hour or so later you’ve completed all your tasks and debate what to do. It’s too early to leave for the day, so you decide to kill time by checking your phone. You’re expecting a few notifications, perhaps two or three memes in the group chat you share with your friends, but not the hundreds that greet you.

The majority of them are instagram notifications, and assuming they’re just more fans requesting a follow you ignore them, instead heading to your text messages. There’s a picture from Kevin of a dog he found walking home and another from your mom asking why you haven’t called home in a few weeks. However the one from Claude’s wife is the one that piques your curiosity.

Just a heads up that someone posted a pic of you and Kev to one of those stupid wag pages. I filed a request for Instagram to take it down but it’s gotten a lot of traction. Sorry :((

Your heartbeat increases rapidly and a million thoughts fly through your head at a rapid speed. Fingers shaking, you respond with a thanks and open up the dreaded app. You don’t see it immediately, your feed being full of photos belonging to friends and family, but it’s in your messages almost two hundred times. Many of them have text attached and you know there will be a comment about your relationship regardless of which one you open.

Tapping on the most recent message you brace yourself for the worst. The new window opens a photo someone took of you and Kevin while eating lunch in the park across from your office not even three hours prior. It’s grainy and the camera angle is strange, but you’re eating and Kevin is looking somewhere out of frame. The accompanying caption reads Kev and his girlfriend out for lunch today! Follow @philllywagupdates for more :).

You let out a sigh of relief – it could have been a lot worse. Personal pictures of yourself have made it onto pages like that before and most of them they’re paired with mean-spirited captions about your appearance or other trivial matters. Assuming you’re in the clear, you head back to the page of the original message to thank the person for bringing the post to your attention. However, the message accompanying the post is anything but positive.

He can’t even fucking look at you. It’s only a matter of time before he leaves you

The blood in your veins runs cold. You know it’s not true – Kevin’s made it clear you’re the one and truthfully you’re just waiting for a ring – but it doesn’t stop the sting you feel. What could possess someone to say such horrible things? You decide not to respond despite, possibly opening another can of worms with the seen function, and close the app. Leaning back in your office chair you focus on anything but your phone, looking out the window at passersby while regaining your breath. It works for a while, but eventually not knowing what others said eats away at you. You go through every single message to see hundreds of similar comments to the first, with only a few saying they’re glad you’re happy or how posting the picture is a violation of your privacy.

By the time you’re finished your spirit has been crushed. However, it’s also an acceptable time to start the weekend – at least no one in the office will have to see you cry. Things are hastily packed into your bag and you wave a few quick goodbyes before once again taking the stairs. You curse yourself for deciding to walk to work that morning and set off in the direction of home wiping away tears. The last thing you need right now is for someone to recognize you, but you have to get home. Tobias Jesso Jr plays at much too loud a volume through your headphones and Kevin will most certainly remind you it’s bad for your hearing, but the melancholy piano riffs of Goon overpower the thoughts swirling around your head.

Do people really feel that way about me?

Are my friends just too nice to stop inviting me places?

Does Kevin really feel trapped?

Hundreds of similar sentiments and situations cross your mind as you stumble through the streets of downtown Philadelphia, but you force them as far back as possible before opening the door to the apartment you share with Kevin. Hoping to slip inside undetected, you take your shoes off slowly and throw your jacket on the end table instead of hanging it in the closet. Your plan fails somehow and Kevin hears you, greeting you in a goofy apron covered in flour.

“Hey sweetheart,” he smiles, but it drops once your eyes meet and he sees the hurt on your face. “What’s the matter?”

“It’s nothing,” you insist, trying to step around him in pursuit of the bathroom.

Kevin doesn’t buy it and sees right through your feeble words. “It’s not nothing if you’re this upset. If you don’t want to talk now that’s fine, but I think you should get it off your chest.”

You know he’s right, but you also know you can’t tell him the true cause of your despair. “Just some work stuff,” you sigh. “The audit got all fucked up and I had to fix it even though it’s not my job.”

It’s not technically a lie, which makes you feel better, and Kevin buys it. He presses a sweet kiss to your lips in sympathy. “Go take a shower and the gnocchi should be ready by the time you’re done. We can spend the night cuddling on the couch.”

“And watching Selling Sunset?”

“We can watch whatever you want sweetheart,” he chuckles. You part from him with a final kiss and head to the bathroom. Hopefully the steam from the water will carry away the negativity brought on by that damn post.

☼☼☼☼

Time passes but the hateful comments on social media don’t stop. In fact, you’re pretty sure they get worse. It’s so bad that you’ve deleted every app except facebook because you need it for work. Kevin doesn’t notice your abstinence from social media, but he picks up on how you spend more time criticizing yourself or staring off into space. When he pushes you either brush him off or feed some bullshit excuse about how work is getting you down. You know he doesn’t believe you but trusts you enough to come to him when you’re ready to talk.

You aren’t sure if you’ll ever be able to tell Kevin what’s been going on. There’s been scrutiny from social media before, when you first started dating, but it quieted down after the initial media frenzy. He helped you through that but it’s different this time around. Never before have you had strangers tell you your life is worthless or that your boyfriend should end your relationship. Some of the other wags notice your absence on instagram but chalk it up to you just taking a break. They reach out via the group chat and send wishes to see you at the next home game. It’s nice to know they care, but the voice in your head that has grown much larger in recent weeks tells you they don’t truly mean it. This leads you to decline the invite as politely as possible, citing extended work hours for your absence. In reality you’re too anxious to be anywhere that isn’t home or work, petrified someone is going to post something that will add fuel to the flames of those who interrogate you.

It’s another Friday afternoon, and you’re leaving the office early once again. There’s a small craft exhibition taking place around the corner from work and today is the last day it’s open. You had been meaning to go all week, hoping to find something small to add to Kevin’s birthday gift. As you step out of the building there’s a small group of young women, who don’t look old enough to have graduated college, standing off to the side. It fills you with dread, worried that somehow someone found out where you work and the insults are going to start occurring verbally, but you force yourself to be rational. You work fairly close to one of the artsier districts in the city and it’s more than likely they just want to find a cute mural to take pictures in front of.

You pass by and swear you hear them snicker, but you remind yourself you’ve just been jumpy lately. When they peel from their place on the wall and follow behind at a distance you think the coincidences are running out. It seems a little too strange how their movements line up with yours, and you go down a few winding side streets in an attempt to lose them. Part of you feels ridiculous because what group of barely legal girls would track a full-blown adult around a city of nearly two million people, but your life is currently strange enough you can’t be sure. They don’t follow you, and by the time you reach the market your heart rate has returned to normal.

The first few stalls have little to catch your eye, but a few rows in you find a leatherworker who makes adorable wallets. Kevin’s is ridiculously old and falling apart at the seams – his mom bought it for him before the two of you got together. You think a new one will make a perfect addition to the concert tickets you already bought and browse the table for something simple and elegant. A deep brown one with tan braiding around the edges catches your eye and you know it’s the one for Kevin. Checking the price to make sure you have enough cash in your wallet, you approach the shop owner to purchase. The older man has a kind smile that reaches his eyes as he thanks you for purchasing from him.

“No, thank you for making something so beautiful!” you gush. “My boyfriend is going to love it.”

It’s then you hear it – snickering accompanied by the click of a camera. You look over your shoulder to see the same group of girls from before laughing as they huddle over a cell phone, no doubt already starting to broadcast the photo across the internet. Tears prick at the corners of your eyes but you refuse to let them fall. Those girls don’t deserve to see their mission accomplished, but the longer they laugh at you the harder it is to swallow your feelings.

Head held high, you thank the owner one more time before holding your head high and walking past the group. The only way out is past them so you hold your breath and pray they don’t notice you. Unfortunately you aren’t that lucky, and one of them looks up just as you come into earshot.

“If Kevin doesn’t leave you after that sorry excuse for a gift I don’t know what’s wrong with him,” she sneers.

Another one chimes in, “You’re honestly so pathetic.” They all cackle in amusement, and you speed up. The tears flow freely now, and you call an uber even though it will be a ridiculous amount of money. You just want to get home.

The uber driver doesn’t say anything when you get in, though you know it’s strange to be bawling your eyes out at four in the afternoon. You can’t help it – weeks of keeping all the hate to yourself finally got to you and being followed with the sole intent of ridicule is the final straw. At one red light he silently passes you a box of tissues, which you accept gratefully.

Luckily the lobby of your apartment complex is empty and you manage to get to your floor without encountering a familiar face. There’s a few hours until Kevin gets home from his final roadtrip of the season, and if you play your cards right you can get all the tears out and be as normal as possible before he comes through the door. You don’t even bother to put anything away, just head straight to the bathroom to slump against the tub. Sobs rack your body and you lose all sense of time. All you can feel is the hurt you’ve been holding in releasing itself and soaking the material of your blouse.

Kevin finds you laying in the position hours later. He tripped over your shoes coming in the door and immediately knew something was wrong – you always place them neatly on the rack in the closet upon arriving home. Peering through the quiet house for a hint at where you are, he sees the bathroom light on and makes a beeline for the room. It breaks his heart to see you like this, and even more so because he doesn’t know what spurred it on.

“Sweetheart, hey,” he coos, maneuvering his body to sit beside you and pull you into his lap. “What’s the matter?”

You bury your head in his shoulder and clutch the material of his dress shirt as you cry harder at the sound of his voice. Kevin takes your reaction in stride, rubbing circles on your back and working on evening out your breath. He doesn’t pressure you to speak and provides the stability you desperately crave as the world around you spins. An unknown amount of time passes before your tears run out, but spend it all on the bathroom floor curled into Kevin.

“I guess I should have told you sooner,” you mumble, “But I didn’t want to bother you.”

Concern laces Kevin’s features and his eyebrows knit together. “Tell me what?”

“I, uh, have been the subject of some internet hate for the past little bit,” you say sheepishly. It feels stupid to not have told him now, but you can’t change that. “But you were really busy with the season and I wanted to make sure your head was completely focused on the game so I just dealt with it myself. I deleted the apps and tried my best to go about my life. And then today after work I was followed by some people and they said some really hurtful stuff and shit became a little too real.”

“I’m so fucking sorry.”

It’s your turn to be confused. “Why are you sorry Kev? You're Not the one sending me death threats.”

He tucks a loose strand of hair back into your ponytail. “Maybe not, but I still made you feel like you couldn’t talk to me about what was going on. What kind of partner am I?”

“The best one,” you say confidently. “It’s okay, I’m okay. I just want to forget about it right now. Can we just disappear for a little bit?”

Kevin wraps his arms around you tighter, as if he can engulf you to protect from the cruel outside world. “We can do whatever you want. If you want to get out of the city for a bit if you want, or just spend the next few days here away from prying eyes.”

“I love you.”

You say it because you mean it, and if you could scream it from the rooftops you would. Kevin is incredibly easy to love, even when you make it difficult for him to love you back. You know another much longer conversation is coming about everything that has happened recently because communication is the only way to solve problems and Kevin deserves that, but you’re thankful he’s willing to put it to rest for a few more moments.

He cracks a smile for the first time since he’s been home and kisses the crown of your head. “I love you too sweetheart,” he whispers, “Always and forever.”

Things are far from over and though you still never want to show your face in public ever again, you know that Kevin is going to do whatever he can to make things better and that’s enough for you.

☼☼☼☼

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[a-wandering-ghoulette]

I got it !!

I savagely resized this pic to not show my face as I was too lazy to take another one aldnqjdpadj

I was able to talk a little with the salesperson about Impera and Ghost's evolution. It was cool to finally have someone to talk about it face to face. ;; (Plus wearing masks isn't mandatory anymore here and jeeeez seeing a stranger SMILES?? THE FUCK???;!!!) They told me that they think this album is SO great, they really like it. Lot of inspos, yet very Ghost. It's both heavy and lyrical. Prequelle was way too commercial for them, so they were a bit worried about Impera but they actually instant loved it, right since "[..]Little Sunshine" release. I said I personnally love Prequelle because the atmosphere is so different from the previous ones, it's so nice to be able to explore other sounds with the same band and they agreed that the atmo is incredible despite the album not being at their taste. Plus, they say Meliora was a masterpiece -and their fav' album so far- so it's not that surprising for them that they ended up not really liking the next one. I totally see their point, Meliora blew so many minds, it has a "blinding" effect. We were thinking alike about Opus and Infestissumam : both of them are very similar in a way, yet Infestissumam is standing out. And ofc we talked about THE COVER ! Impera's is 🔥!!! We agreed that this is the best -dark and shiny hmmm- even tho ALL Zbigniew M. Bielak's works are amazing anyway.

Now. Quick review of the illustrations in the 28 pages book. I'm SO happy to finally have one album with a book of this size illustrated by Bielak ! 😭 All illus are incredible, I won't be objective, ok ? They are all beautifully done. Each of them are clearly link to its song, giving more food to the thoughts. Each have a different identity too. My favorite is "Watcher In The Sky"'s. I don't want to assume Bielak's inspiration, but I recognise something very William Blake in it and I love it ! Honestly, I mostly like it because it's pleasing to my eyes, I just love the aesthetic™. And yeah, let's not talk about the "Twenties" one here *grumpy french noises*.

We clearly see the rise and fall of an empire in the book. It's very dystopian, more than the record itself imo. Well, I might need a little more time to digest this record and I've been definitely re-interpreting its songs. Still, I respect Tobias' work and he did an awesome job musically. Impera is really cool and I'm having a lot of fun re-listening to it !

[carmichealroyals]

Transcript under the cut (click pics for HQ!)

Beginning || Previous || Next

Winterven Palace, 6:00PM. Late Autumn. 

[Charlotte] Have you heard back from Emilia yet? [Jane] Not yet -- but I was promised her schedule as soon as it was finalized. [Charlotte] What about Clem and Lina? Eleanor? [Jane] Clementine and Catalina have both confirmed, and Eleanor has as well.

[Charlotte] Perfect. What about staff transportation to the lodge? They’ll be able to make it there, yes? [Jane] Yes, Your Royal Highness. However many staff get allocated all have transport plans, we’re just waiting on final numbers before plans are solidified.

[Charlotte] Thank you, Jane -- a future Queen should start accumulating her allies as soon as possible, don’t you think? [Peter] Lottie! Do you have a moment? [Charlotte] ...I suppose. Go on ahead, Jane, I’ll catch up with you later.

[Peter] Guess who I just spoke with. [Charlotte] Peter, I don’t have time for games. [Peter] You’re no fun anymore. Anyway, it was Mama and Dad. They want you to take me on your trip to the lodge with your friends during the break.

[Charlotte] What?! No! This is the first time I’ll get to host them on my own, Dad said I could do it! He gave me express permission! [Peter] I suppose he thinks that if I’m there, it will keep you and your friends out of... trouble, I believe was how he put it. [Charlotte] You’re trouble enough. You’ll only be the instigator and you’ll ruin everything!

[Charlotte] They can’t do this, not with so much already planned. Dad said that as future Queen, I should invite them-- [Peter] Exactly, future Queen. I’d tred lightly, sister. Dad doesn’t want a scandal, and I’m sure that if he found out you were planning on sneaking Tobias in with your group... [Charlotte] How-- How did you-- when did you even--

[Peter] Walls are thin. People talk. Text notifications can be read. You let me come, and I won’t tell them about Tobias. [Charlotte] I won’t take veiled threats from you, of all people. You don’t have any pull in this, nothing substantial. [Peter] If laws were different, you’d think twice about doing what I’m asking you to do.

[Charlotte] But they’re not. I’m older, I have more say,  and I will fight this. You won’t ruin this for me. [Peter] Charlotte, you won’t get them to budge. I’m coming on this trip! Mom and Dad said I could, and they won’t go back on it, especially not if I tell them about-- [Charlotte] Here’s a quarter, Peter. Call someone who cares.

[laveritaswoman]

Years and years later, and the S/C gaslighting game goes on...

I wrote the post below in January 2018, more than 2 years ago, (I’ve been in the shipper community since 2015 during S1). I ended up rereading it after a new follower @westwind49 , left a comment on the post, saying this:  

“ Thank you. I’ve been feeling like I’m crazy thinking they’re together! I’ve always thought there was more to their story but was feeling bad that maybe I was delusional! So much theatrics! Thanks for clearing the air!❤️”

Thank you, @westwind49 , for allowing me to revisit my not-so-distant self and realize that some of us are still living a “Groundhog Day” of sorts.The most shocking thing about the  post below is that EVERYTHING in it could still be said today. We are still in the same position, with no absolute verification/affirmation of any truth to either S or C’s true reality. They are still playing games, hiding things, lying, and gaslighting. C has still never used “my husband T” or even “my fiance T” together in the same sentence, showed a pic on IG of her together with her “loved one,” or even shown a wedding photo, because don’t you know that wedding photos are just for the bride, her husband, and their family? (That’s C redefining her wedding as a “private” affair, even though her co-worker and family left public breadcrumbs all over the place, and her wedding was included in Vanity Fair as one of the year’s “biggest” weddings!). S would have you believe, even though he won’t post a pic with her, that he’s spending pandemic lockdown in Hawail with a former Playboy bunny. If S and C are in fact with these other people, then why won’t they post pics with them, name them as their SOs, and add some truth to their lives instead of innuendo and gaslighting? It’s just unfathomable to me that two people can spend this much time and energy STILL either living a lie, hiding the truth, or simply implying a certain truth but offering no concrete confirmation of it as an absolute reality.

Here is my January 2018 post:

On sancerre, sushi and Netflix chillin’...

As a PR professional, I am smh at this whole sc fiasco. If s and c feel that no one has a right to peer into their private lives, that’s their choice, even though it’s very hard to achieve if acting is your chosen vocation and you aspire to be a well-known one. However, in order to successfully navigate and reinforce this ‘’hands-off my private life” position, from the outset, and/or especially when things appeared to be getting out of control with perceptions, sc/their agents should have hired sm pr professionals to take over their public actor accounts (and they should have established private accounts to talk/post to each other and their inner circles). With sm pr professionals manning their accounts, a strategy/tactics would have been agreed upon and the public accounts could have been fun but strictly professional promotional banter and understood by fans to be as such. And they would have been much more successful in creating consistent, ongoing messaging and PR for the stars they represented and their shows/movies/appearances. At public appearances, from the beginning, sc should have been less touchy, more professional, and steered clear of all the sexual innuendo (like c does with tobias, with whom she also had an on-screen relationship/chemistry). Sc could have communicated in a fun way at appearances that they were indeed “goofy best friends” but “we’re not dating each other,” and reinforced it at each appearance thru restating the same words and following through with their actions. If c was in a relationship most of this time, she could have curtly mentioned, “I have an SO, Tony McGill, but we’re very private people together so please respect our privacy.” I guarantee you, this invasion of privacy would not have happened bc no one (except maybe stalker Purv) would have shipped s and t. It also would have explained t’s presence at public appearances and their standoffishness (”you know, we’re private people so no public PDA”).The shipper world would have then been focused on just the jc characters and OL, with just a tiny, inert contingent who wanted to ship sc regardless of the facts. The anti-contingent and it’s resultant trolling, hatred and invasion of privacy by both anti’s and sc shippers to prove the are they/aren’t they would have never arisen. Sc could have lived their private lives with dignity and privacy, and they wouldn’t have had to compromise their integrity (or been accused of doing so), and all the gaslighting and blaming an entire loyal segment of fans of being “delusional” and “crazy” wouldn’t have occurred. Even if, as some claim, s is in fact gay, as a professional actress, it wasn’t c’s job to beard for him, especially if she is a “stand in your own power” type of woman (as she appears to be) who wanted to maintain her integrity, privacy, and grow her acting career. Any agent worth their salt would have advised c that bearding and/or misleading fans that you were in a romantic relat with your co-star when you weren’t would be problematic for her. And again, if c really is a woman who stands in her power, she/her agent should have renegotiated any bearding or “overinflate your chemistry with your non-SO co-star” contractual terms with tptb once c was a strongly-established, multiple award-nominated star of  OL, which happened around early 2016. C had that kind of power by then. If the IFH was in fact held to accomplish this, c and s failed miserably at following through by falling back into their sexual-innuendo-laden sm banter and pics of personal time spent together with no SOs in sight (other than at industry events).Many co-stars have shown they can be friendly friends and cutesy together at appearances but still avoid being perceived as having something off-screen. Now I’m sticking around the tumblr shipper fandom to see how this ends bc I still think sc are hiding something. Natural curiosity and anger at being called “delusional,” when I know I’m not, pushes me to find out why this secret is so big that they’ve had to gaslight and abuse so many of their #bestfansever. You can find me on shore with my sancerre and sushi, Netflix and chillin’ and watching the trainwreck that is the sc fandom.

Thank you to (past and present shippers.were named here in the original post). They don’t know what they have/had in you guys … all of us saw the same thing and no, we weren’t delusional. I hope you all stay or at least keep your blogs active for a historical record of the gaslighting and decimation of a loyal fandom.

#tags

[lanottedellastrega]

Out of the Shadows

Metal Hammer, Summer 2015. Transcript behind the cut.

OUT OF THE SHADOWS Poised to release their third album, Ghost have returned from their unholy slumber to reveal how their conversion mission is progressing - and when their end times might come... Words: Chris Chantler. Pics: John McMurtrie

Surely this can't be right. Hammer is awaiting an audience with a Nameless Ghoul from the Swedish Devil-worshipping cult of Ghost, half-expecting to be blindfolded and ridden to the ruins of a deconsecrated church for a clandestine rendezvous with the masked and robed envoys of Satan. Yet we're in the executive lounge of a Kensington hotel, and there's an extremely polite, alarmingly youthful-looking short-haired man in a leather jacket being introduced as "the author of Ghost." Hammer experiences some cognitive dissonance, imagining that this is a hoax, that Ghost are slyly pretending to have human faces and interpersonal skills to divert attention from the true nature of their esoteric origins or seduce us into foul practices. The only visible clue to this young man's role as Ghost mouthpiece is the symmetrically matching pair of skull-and-crossbones patches on his leather sleeves. Yet when he starts talking about Ghost's third album, the majestic Meliora, it's clear this guy knows what he's talking about.

"The first album [2010's Opus Eponymous] was about the impending doom of a more old-school Biblical sort, where death and destruction will come in the form of locusts and dark fog: it was the coming of the Antichrist," he explains in soft, measured tones, choosing his words with care, maintaining near-constant eye contact. "The second album [2013's Infestissumam] was about the presence of the devil, taking place aesthetically in a 1700's milieu with a more Baroque theme. Whereas this album is the absence of God. It's a futuristic, pre-apocalyptic record. The cat is out of the house and the mice dance on the table. But at some point, the cat comes home..."

Meliora is a godless state, where Ghost's totemic frontman-cum-sigil Papa Emeritus wields power and terror with fearful impunity. And like his spiritual predecessor, Iron Maiden's Eddie, he's renewed with each new phase of band activity, so we're now on Papa III. His city bears more than a passing resemblance to the world we live in.

"Meliora is the metropolitan landscape in which this album takes place; a backdrop that looks like a big city with a lot of hopeful people living in fear of not succeeding," he explains candidly. "Many of the lyrics on this album deal with ambition. It's ridden with a certain degree of self-loathing. I really hate ambitious people - that's why I live in a place where there's not a whole lot of them."

Ghost may not have had any grand ambitions, but five years on from their debut demo, single and LP, some of their original concept has had to be compromised by unimagined levels of growth and demand. For example, talking openly and earnestly to the press in his street clothes, his face and voice undisguised (rumours suggest he's singer-songwriter Tobias Forge, but his real name is politely unconfirmed) is something the Ghoul never intended to do. But he admits that the success of the band thus far - and the enthusiastic patronage of superstar superfans such as James Hetfield, Phil Anselmo and Dave Grohl - has greatly surprised and humbled the men behind the masks.

"Contrary to popular belief, we did not know that we were gonna get that much heat," the Ghoul affirms. "It's fun to play high horse and say it's just a trick and we're fucking with everybody, which we obviously are not. We had no idea. When we were rehearsing our debut, we had a conversation with Rise Above and were contemplating whether to make 500 or 1,000 copies. And maybe we could do a show at Roadburn. It was very innocent - even though that's a word I've never used in terms of Ghost! We've had to grow with it, and we had a lot of catching up to do between the first and second albums. But aesthetically a lot of things we're planning on doing are things we had on paper to begin with."

Realizing something magickal was happening, Ghost made a concerted decision to spread their message of Satanic arch camp horror out of the underground, moving from cult indie label Rise Above to Spinefarm, an imprint of Universal, the world's biggest major. But from their first recordings, Ghost were a musically accessible, traditional, melodic pop-rock showbiz act with influences from some of the biggest bands of the past (Kiss, Abba, Blue Oyster Cult), a strong visual identity and a mischievously lurid theology; it was clear this band needed a level of production above the average low-key doom band.

"In order to present ourselves in the way that we intended, we needed a larger setting," agrees the Ghoul. "We want Papa's hat to not touch the ceiling. We want the band to look like we're performing a mass rather than in a punk squat. What we saw in our minds was something that looked and felt solemn and larger than life."

From their earliest pronouncements, Ghost were demanding the world's attention, and with "a lot of touring," they made sure they got it. But the question of how long they can hold it for is one that the Nameless Ghoul is acutely aware of.

"We have our figure. We have our concept. We can work with that. But we're just on our third record. Out of all our favorite bands, where were they on their third record? They sure weren't chickening out and doing the same safe shit. That's not how you make a third record; that's not how Master of Puppets or Number of the Beast got made. You have to build and be as bold as you can be, even though it feels a little scary. Because we know, we can fuck this up. Especially on the third record, when you're supposed to take a big step. Are we gonna go down to the basement again? You don't know how many chances you get. This might be our last one."

To make that all-important leap forward on a pivotal album, as Metallica or AC/DC can tell you, the secret often lies in the choice of producer. Although there's a great metallic crunch to the music on Meliora, and a psychedelic audacity, Swedish pop savvy is the band's trump card. To further that end, Ghost employed knob-twiddler Klas Ahlund, best known for his songwriting collaborations with Britney Spears, Kylie, Katy Perry and Madonna.

"We felt, 'Maybe we should work with someone who can really help us redefine what we're doing,'" the Ghoul reasons. "He was keen to find a rock band with their own material, and we were looking for a producer with more of a songwriting skill, so it was a good match. As much as we could drive a car on the energy of thinking we're the best band in the world - a very small car! - we knew there must be things we can do better. Every band with self-respect should work with someone who can really challenge what you're doing, and we did that with Klas. When you're on a major label with bigger expectations, you have the opportunity to get a yes or now from people you'd like to work with. But early on we realised, as much fun as it is to look at records we love and say, 'Let's get Mutt Lange!' or 'Let's get Bob Rock!' it felt like we should get our own man. Many of these big producers weren't big producers until they did that big record that we associate them with."

As they await the world's reaction to Meliora, Ghost have already amassed "the ground basics of what will become the next album." Nevertheless, for a band with such clear vision and attention to detail, it's tempting to wonder if they've planned an exit strategy.

"I had one vision two years ago and I have another vision now, and I may have another two years from now," muses the Ghoul. "We can catapult our concept around a few times, into different eras and spheres, but it has its time and place. I don't think anybody would enjoy having us around doing this forever; when there's nothing more to say, I hope we're sober enough to yank out the cord. We're not going to use Ghost for every musical dream we have. It's all fun and games to be in robes, but it's also lots of fun playing three-piece punk rock in your t-shirt."

However, with the musical development evident on Meliora, happily Ghost look set to continue expanding their sound and mythology. Have you joined the cult?

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WHO IS PAPA III? Three things we know about our new, mysterious leader...

Papa Emeritus III is younger than his brother, Papa Emeritus II, by three months. Nameless Ghoul: "There are several Mamas. And one big, old, really, really bad Papa. That might give you an indication of what's gonna happen in the future. There's one shark in the water you haven't met yet..."

He controls his followers in Meliora. Nameless Ghoul: "Papa is the authoritative religious leader among his followers. He comes into the vacuum of the godless contemporary world and manipulates the people. We are, together with our fans, agreeing that you are here to worship us, and we are telling you what to do. And in this era, it's all taking place in the futuristic dystopian city of Meliora."

He was inspired by Sir Christopher Lee. Nameless Ghoul: "From Scaramanga to The Lord of the Rings, Sir Christopher Lee played a large role when it came to the concept of Papa. A scary, sophisticated, handsome older man who inflicted terror and arousal. I greatly admired him."

[limejellysims]

The Thayer House

BABA BAW BABA BAW BA BA BA BAW BA BAW BAWWWWW

that’s in my head. just had to get that out there. anyway--

I’ve been playing my legacy neighbourhood for about... 12 years now? (lmao I need help.) I say playing, I’ve been dipping in and out here and there for quite some time now without much actual consistent play, true of my game atm in general really. I’ve mainly been free building a ton, which has been getting me back into the mood to actually play a lot more, but nearly every time I peek into the main ‘hood... urgh. So many of the houses were built and/or not had an overhaul in... a long time. My tastes have changed and have been changing a LOT since I built or decorated many of these homes. And goddamn, this one was ugly. And far too big. Completely unwieldy even. The layout of the upper floor? looooool actual architectural barf.

So for three days, I worked on a new version, and I’m finally happy with it, and the Thayers got moved in :D

No, this is NOT it. This is the terrible before version (which I hope would be obvious lmao xx)

(decent pic layouts? lol er how do i shot web)

I tried keeping the vibe about the same. It’s meant to be a little rustic-y, little beach house-y (at least outside) that ended somewhat modernised or renovated by the inhabitants. Half the top floor got scrubbed off completely. There was also a ton of wasted space on the flat ‘roof’, and I was inspired by a recent tour of @lurking-lilibeth​‘s Shikibu home, so I added a little ‘garden’ area up there. Fitting because the ‘founding’ spouse of this line was one of the Nature iconic hobbyists from Freetime.

I mean. LOOK AT THE STATE OF THAT. WHAT EVEN IS THAT? WHOSE HALLWAY COULD FIT LIKE. BOTH THEIR CARS AND THEN SOME IN IT? And who needs a nursery that big? And what is this, a nursery for ants Hagrid’s offspring?

And after. A lot stayed the same-ish but it’s a far more... idk, refined? Far less wasted space and there are more nods to the Sims who have lived ‘there’ in the past and defined the home and family line.

yeah. don’t even @ me. go home 20...11(?) me, ur drunk. I absolutely hated this then, I hate it now, and had tried making it work so many times but uh, I guess you can understand why I gave up completely after a while.

hee hee unfinished spare bedroom doot de doo. But, there are two master bedrooms with their own little bathrooms currently in use, and a hobby room up here. The one furnished bedroom at the front housed the three girls of gen six who are currently YAs at uni. The balcony off the hobby room will probably eventually house a telescope once people in the household start rolling the wants for one. I also did not repurchase the household cars for the same reason. It’s still not perfect or anything by any means, but I do like it. And there isn’t a ton of just... pointless room.

I didn’t even bother taking before pictures of the rear exterior because it was just a total wreck and I just wanted to bulldoze the whole fucking lot and move the family into this new place like yesterday, lmao. I’m still pretty hopeless when it comes to back yards and landscaping, but... an attempt was made? And I actually like the rear of the house itself. I could even fool myself into thinking I may have actually had a design in mind or consulted a floor plan or something, and not just lucked into that pretty, symmetrical window placement, hee hee? xx

anyway if you made it this far congratulations and thank you xxx and now, because i feel like it, i am going to blather a little bit about the actual family who live(d) here:

Yup, Thayer as in that Thayer. Meadow married Tobias, one of the 2nd gen spares from the main legacy line. This family has been through about 3 computers at this stage, so sadly this is one of the oldest and only existing pictures of them together.

Their only son, Prince, married Adriana Shaikh; who, as I mentioned, was one of the nature hobby leaders. I believe she was his first ever matchmaker drop when he became an adult, and that was all she wrote.

Of their three kids, eldest daughter Paris stayed behind to continue the Thayer line with her husband, Remington Harris, of Pleasantview Housekeeper Fame:

Their eldest daughter, Diana, has had three girls by that One Hot S4 Downtownie Guy in the Red Hoodie (in this neighbourhood, his name is Kenneth Danaher), whom she has dated for long time, but neither ever made any indications towards commitment so he remains a downtownie, and Diana is still single. He has a good relationship with his daughters though and was even present for their births.

I’m thinking I’ll maybe move him into one of my communal houses and make him playable so he doesn’t stay in ageless townie limbo and outlive his daughters :(

This was taken I think in 2015, and they’re still only in uni D: I’m not yet sure which of the three will take over the household eventually, but here are (l-r) Ella, Jojo and Maya Thayer. Jo is the eldest, and Ella and Maya are twins :D

anyway I am finally blathered out now I think, thanks again for stopping by and congrats if you made it thru all of this, omg xoxo stay safe!

[its-moopoint]

It’s the people who say SC are the happiest around each other that puzzle me the most. When we see S and C they are in public, mostly working. That is not what they are like at home. So how do we know what truly makes them happy? I’m going to take a wild guess that it isn’t these promo events. Plus in all of those Tait examples, she is still working. It’s not real life. The times we have seen Tait together with friends in Ireland, Australia, etc, they do seem happy and carefree.

Okay we gotta admit there's a lot of room for more Tait couple PDA in their footage. If she had treated him like a boyfriend in public in any of those instances you mention many of us wouldn't have been here in the first place. There would have been no room for doubts. The most incriminating of those all is the flute video cause she was sitting on his lap while everyone else had their own place.

Now it's true most were work events so maybe if he's in fact her assistant he was playing that role and not the one of SO.

But let's focus on SC. As you say most of their footage is for show. Where folk get all their hearteyes and dirty bantering is all in public. Then you get 2 candid pics of them and nothing, standing apart like strangers. Then you have the bts with Catalina hugging Rolando like she hugged Tobias.

So I really don't understand the "it's there" or "it's just not there" arguments they use with the kind of footage we get.

[the-odd-job]

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Everything and anything. Let the beast come out, lol 

Read more! Because this’ll get long.

For starters, his full name is Tobias Draken Ilsilla, and as a random fun fact, the -lla ending in Gwandanan surnames is kind of like the -nen ending in Finnish surnames, in that it’s absolutely EVERYWHERE and the vast majority of surnames end in it. Tobias is no exception, obvs.

BUT WHO IS HE AND WHAT IS HE LIKE. He’s not too dissimilar to Sideswipe in that he’s very happy go lucky, but unlike Sideswipe sometimes, he can also get serious at the snap of fingers and doesn’t get swept into the search of fun and excitement the same way Sideswipe does. He’s more grounded and... Reasonable I guess is a good word. He LOVES physical activities though. Yeah, he can sit down and chill, but he’s happiest exerting himself and has always excelled at physical activities, not due to natural talent, but just because he’ll bust his ass off and has a blast while at it. He’s the one that’s gonna be running around the racetrack for ages and doesn’t seem to tire no matter what he does, because he’s just done so much that his stamina is through the roof. That translates into his feline form as well, no surprise there.

As well as that, he’s big on nature and nature conservation and the whole “live in harmony with nature” spiel. Which isn’t an uphill battle to take on on Pangeia, since the humans are very eco conscious already and take a lot better care of their planet than humans on Earth do.

He is an introvert though. Not shy, he acts reasonably outgoing and handles himself in social situations just fine, but he loses mental spoons while at it. He finds Sideswipe particularly troublesome because Sideswipe is just the most extroverted of all extroverts and has endless social energy and zeal, so while Tobias does like Sideswipe a lot and can spend a lot of time with him, he kind of needs some significant downtime afterwards. Not always easy with how close the twins are, but he manages and Sunstreaker knows about the whole situation and will try to arrange some alone time for either just Tobias, or for Sunstreaker and Tobias.

Anyway yeah, he’s good friends with Sideswipe and they’re both playful and enjoy jesting around together.

With Sunstreaker, Tobias balances out Sunstreaker’s semi-seriousness and dry sense of humor by being very understanding of Sunstreaker’s stances and views while adding his own spice into all interactions and easing tensions that easily form with how intense Sunstreaker is. A similar role to what Sideswipe takes, there. He’s also of similar physical ability as Sunstreaker/the twins, and can keep up with Sunstreaker and vice versa, and they can effectively tire each other out where many others will just tire long before they do.

Tobias isn’t prone to being overtly chatty though. Rather, if someone’s talking with him, he’ll chat right back with matching exuberance, but if someone’s quiet, like Sunstreaker tends to be, then Tobias is perfectly content being quiet too. And where Sunstreaker is very selfish, Tobias is very selfless. Not just with Sunstreaker, although Sunstreaker gets the most of it on account of their partnership, but really with everyone. He’s a reasonably kind individual, but he can be very mean without any pangs of conscience if he feels he or someone he cares about was slighted. He doesn’t have a temper though, so while he can get into physical altercations and isn’t opposed to them, it’s not because he just snapped and saw red like has a habit of happening to Sunstreaker. He’s just... Willing to completely throw down with someone, even if he doesn’t look for excuses to do so. He loves sparring though. Like, even very violent sparring that leaves the participants bloody. He doesn’t shy away from pain and in general he’s a pretty brave individual, and gathers even more courage from Sunstreaker, while also being levelheaded enough to make Sunstreaker think twice about something Sunstreaker and/or Sideswipe want to do that goes kinda beyond fearless and into the land of stupid.

And obviously, Tobias is a shifter, hence why he was so buff and generally well developed even as a teenager, which is what age he’d be in the pic. He dresses really casually and in kinda ragged manner sometimes, which drives Sunstreaker absolutely nuts. Sunstreaker also hates his hair and would love nothing more than for him to take some actual care of it, but naaaaah just let it grow and tussle it up a bit.

Basically Sunstreaker thinks he looks better as a cat. Sunstreaker was never mean about it though even if Tobias knew that was what Sunstreaker thought, so he could just joke about it without having to worry about Sunstreaker trying to force him into a mold of Sunstreaker’s making. 

Speaking of shifting, Tobias was the first of their year to finish his transformation and was ahead of the others several months even though he’s younger than most of them, having born towards the end of the year. His parents both had partners, so he was always pretty familiar with that lifestyle. His parents also got him tested for shifting when he was just a baby, and didn’t hide that fact from him, so he’s always known he’s a shifter. He’s pretty accepting of that fact and will just say there’s no point in considering the alternative of being a stayer, since he, you know, isn’t one. He’s pretty tall as both human and feline, taller than the twins, and the twins aren’t exactly short either. As a human he was a bit lanky too, bit he mostly grew out of that as a feline.

He was born and raised in a town on the smaller side, some ways away from any big cities, to parents named Ilse Ilsilla and Theo Alevavilla. However, once military school started, both him and the twins were assigned to a school at an approximate halfway point from where they both lived, so at the campus they’re all pretty far from their childhood homes. 

Like most students, Tobias was kind of terrified of Megatron (and his partner) and not the happiest camper around when Sideswipe started chasing him, even less so when Sunstreaker joined in and suddenly they’re dating and that is honestly the absolute worst, what’s he supposed to do around them when he has no idea how he’s supposed to address someone that high ranking that’s also dating his partner. Kind of a mess if you ask him, but obviously Megatron and the twins keep at it and Tobias just... Kind of learns to live with it even if he never loses that fear mixed respect he feels for Megatron.

After twins and Megatron have started dating, the twins and Tobias graduate and are assigned to the front where they spend some time putting all their training to good use. Unfortunately Tobias eventually ends up injured pretty badly, and while the promise is that he’ll return to full health eventually with very few physical reminders of what happened, it’s a process that will take quite a bit of time and physical therapy, so him and Sunstreaker are reassigned and Sideswipe requests to go with them. They return to the school, this time in teaching roles while Tobias tries to regain his health. The twins and Megatron proceed to get married in that time and Tobias is there at the wedding like. I guess this is happening. Help.

And Megatron and the twins are perfectly happy, nothing with that, but it doesn’t mean they don’t have their arguments, sometimes pretty heated ones, just because both Megatron and Sunstreaker have big tempers and Sideswipe doesn’t always manage to smooth everything out. As such, Sunstreaker spends some nights with Tobias, ranting about Megatron while Tobias gets to offer a listening ear and enjoy Sunstreaker’s company.

The relationship between him and Sunstreaker is never romantic, as that of partners rarely is, and it’s never sexual either. Tobias has actually never had sex in his whole life. Not because he wouldn’t have had the opportunities, he’s just... Kind of wanted to reserve that for someone really special. So far he hasn’t found anyone, but he’s not too bummed over that. There’s still time, and he always has Sunstreaker.

Unfortunately his playlist is very short for now:

Skillet -  Feel Invincible

Drum Tao - High Hopes

I was actually surprised with how easy he was to draw after he finally agreed to tell me what he looks like. Like, obviously I didn’t go into too much care with him, but that I got him done into one evening at all was rather impressive for me. I was a bit undecided on the eyes ‘cause the color options for those would’ve been pale blue, pale grey, or the dark brown I ultimately went with. But he gets striking eyes as a feline so it’s nbg if he has just basic brown eyes as a human. I didn’t necessarily let them be as dark as they’re supposed to be ‘cause they’d need to be dark enough to be near black, but eh. Practice makes perfect.

And his skin was originally a little lighter so I had to fix it ‘cause he’s supposed to have a reasonably dark skin.