#pop goes old ollie

[feigeroman]

Troublesome Trucks be like...

Bonus points if whatever they're roasting an engine about can be sung to the tune of Pop Goes the Weasel.

(Seriously, read some British sports chants at some point in your life - some of them are rude AF, but they're all fuckin golden!)

[christopheroshea]

I have never been too interested in home media collection, let alone Thomas home media. Now I do recognise that they were the backbone of selling the show during the classic era but I wasn’t one of those who went out of their way to collect all there is as an adult.

That said, I was randomly thinking about my childhood days of watching Thomas, among other British 80’s and 90’s preschool shows, and I wanted to share my first exposure to certain episodes because I knew those who were interested in home media might be interested.

All My Childhood VHS’s

None of them I currently still own

All the following were released for VHS, but I had the DVD releases:

The rest of the model series I’ve watched on TV blocks on Nick Jr. The episodes ‘Mavis’, ‘Gallant Old Engine’ and ‘Toad Stands By’ I didn’t watch until after I read the original ‘The Railway Series’ stories in this omnibus book:

Beyond the model series, the only DVDs I have now are all the specials sans ‘Day of the Diesels’.

[w00d1and]

𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘༘ florida wind + troubles

➯ y/n is at a race where she runs into a high school memory she’d like to forget. thankfully ollie comes to her rescue.

➯ very fearful to post my first little writing but i tried my darndest so enjoy or not. constructive criticism is welcome 🌷

➯ warnings: high school bullies but hey we got ollie standing up for y/n!!

the rosso corsa sundress billowed in the soft yet humid miami wind. the peace of being back in beachy paradise felt like she was almost floating on a cloud while she flowed through the familiar paddock, speaking to fans and collecting gifts for ollie.

her sunglasses were pushed up to her head as she slid friendship bracelets onto her wrist, taking photos with fans while simultaneously collecting letters and plushies for her boyfriend. after it seemed most of the fans had been noticed and all important gifts had been placed carefully in her beige tote bag she began the walk back to the ferrari motorhome, passing the jet black mercedes garage as she goes. 

she doesn’t think twice as she passes other paddock goers, walking by two girls waiting near the mercedes motorhome until a familiar italian face pops his head out waving to the girl skipping along her way through the floridan paddock. a simple wave and smile to kimi is given before she continues on until a hand grabs her freckled arm and her journey back is cut short.

a quick squeal and she jumps back, heart thumping through her chest as the sunglasses previously rested atop her head, fall to the sidewalk and she meets the eyes of who stopped her. it felt as if every single high school memory flooded back to her in a second. the insults, the rude looks, the violence for a girl she’d tried to forget.

“y/n? long time no see, finally got to a race, i see.” the girl’s arms crossed over the sky blue dress, one y/n adored with its contrast against the hateful girl’s tan skin. 

“oh, yeah. you know my boyfriend got me paddock passes.” she let out an awkward laugh, twisting the ends of her sunglasses in her hands, desperately trying get this conversation to end faster. why years later did she have to run into her old high school “friend”?

“oh? where is he?” the girl stood behind her blast from the past asked, a matching dress in moss green adorning her body as she smirked at the memory of a girl.

“oh he’s just waiting for me in uhm, ferrari.” she spoke vaguely, trying desperately not to let them in on her private life even more than she already had.

“you don’t have to lie to us, y/n. it’s okay if momma bought the tickets for you.” the girl faked a frown. while y/n let out a deep breath, currently hoping and praying anyone would come pull her away, unfortunately the small curly headed mercedes driver seemed to disappear after a quick greeting from his close friend’s girlfriend.

“listen, i just want to enjoy my day with my boyfriend.” y/n tried to brush off the conversation, gently as the people pleaser she always was and will be.

“oh shut up like you actually have a boyfriend. give it up, if i don’t have one right now then you certainly can’t.” her old friend groaned, her hands dropping down to her sides in exasperation. almost as if she genuinely didn’t believe the girl stood before he once again, but who was she kidding she most definitely didn’t believe y/n.

just as she felt as though it would never end a hand snaked around her waist and the familiar british accent spoke beside her.

“hello amore mio, i was waiting for you.” (my love) y/n could barely turn her head before ollie turned her head for her and gave her a sweet yet short peck she’d never get tired of. 

“oh uhm just got caught up.” she smiled at him, leaning on his shoulder as he looked towards the girls. after years he could read the girl before him like a book and obviously these people were a bother, he just couldn’t figure out how.

“oh? i’m oliver.” he nodded towards the two girls who seemed gobsmacked,  both rushing to speak to their old celebrity crush.

“oh my gosh ollie, i love you so much. i’m an old friend of y/n.” the previously harsh girl put her best smile on her face with a hand extended, promptly ignored by ollie.

“it’s oliver.” ollie corrected and y/n couldn’t help but let a small smile through at his sternness before he whisked her away back to ferrari, her dress twirling making her feel like a less woodsy, more motor oil version of giselle from enchanted.

“do you know i love you?” y/n looked up at the ferrari driver, a genuine smile shone up to him as he smiled back down, his happiness stemming from her sunshine smile.

“and i. love. you.” ollie fit a kiss between each word as they entered his driver’s room before she pulled away with a series of giggles.

“thanks for saving me from my high school bully.” her voice barely above a whisper, as her eyes searched the briton’s face. her eyes filled with memories flashing through them, her mind only brought back to the present by ollie’s voice.

“you’re welcome love, it’s my offical duty as your lovely f1 driver boyfriend.” y/n gave a playful smack to his chest before rolling her eyes at his joking ego. with a small laugh she pulled him back into a hug so tight he thought he might loose his head to her  love before any crash into a barrier. after her hold loosened ollie pulled back with pure love in his eyes before sighing in contentment at the girl before him. her gorgeous eyes staring back at him with her hair slightly tangled from the florida wind. oh how he would protect her from everyone who troubled her. anytime, anywhere.

[jaegersdevil]

boyfriend!eren headcanons pt. 5

u guys love him, so i will provide more......

cw: zeke is a father (his kid is named oliver), use of y/n once

part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4 / masterlist

children LOVE bf!eren and he treats them like they're his friends instead of actual kids

bf!eren 'hangs out' with his nephew instead of babysitting him. he talks to oliver about the basketball game on tv like he's his best mate..... asking for his opinion, if he wants a beer, about his doctor's visit yesterday, 'hey y/n, can i give him some pizza?'..... when ollie is literally 4 months old

bf!eren wears nba jerseys or oversized graphic tees with sweat shorts...... that's just his style. i really can't see him in anything other than sweatpants, a hoodie, and his bigass dunks when he goes out.... sorry to all the fashion girlies 😔

BUT, if it's somewhere important (team dinner, awards night, a wedding, a ball perhaps etc), then he does wear a suit & dress shoes (all black). he's not THAT laidback ok

bf!eren surprises you with your favourite dessert every friday night (not really a surprise atp, but it's the thought that counts <333)

wherever you sit, bf!eren has his arm over the back of the chair/couch you're on

bf!eren LOVES sci-fi movies from the 70s & 80s, hence the back to the future DVDs (part 4), the star wars funko pops (leia, darth vader, chewie, luke) he has around his room, and the framed dune poster in his living room

bf!eren listens to rap music, mostly kendrick, travis, eminem, baby keem, chief keef, yeat... i could go on forever. BUT he also loves 80s rock (eg his bon jovi vinyl (part 4), inxs CDs, and many more), and 90s & 00s club music

you keep extra snacks in your backpack for bf!eren because he gets hungry in class AFKJSAFJ

bf!eren flirts with you 24/7, and pretends to flirt with you as a stranger in public sometimes because he is SILLY

you both have an obsession with taking photos of each other (but find it annoying when the other does it) (e.g. on a picnic, you've got your phone out, ready to take a picture of bf!eren absolutely destroy his sandwich, but when he sees you, he tilts his head and sighs, covering his face with one hand and his other holds the sandwich to his mouth) (e.g. 2. you're reading on the couch, bf!eren is sat across from you, your legs on top of his. and because eren never turns his phone ringer off, you hear him take a photo of you. you groan instantly and cover your face with the book, whining his name. he just giggles and adds it to his folder of photos of you)

bf!eren throws grapes at you when you ignore him (lovingly)

bf!eren buys your favourite album on vinyl so he can keep it at his house

bf!eren likes being the little spoon but will be the big spoon if you don't want to <3

bf!eren plays with your fingers when watching tv/movies because he can't sit still to save his life

bf!eren is a golden retriever boyfriend, but he can be such an asshole!!

in part 2 i mentioned he can be so condescending and petty in an argument, and that's because he doesn't know how to express his emotions in a healthy way (but he's working on it with you!!)

in basketball games against certain colleges, bf!eren gets so fired up and aggressive and lippy. he talks so much shit on the court (he's known for it), and isn't afraid to take shit either (which pisses off the other team, and the whole cycle starts again)

but, it's a bonus for you when he gets off the court because he's looking extra hot..... and he knows it...... asshole

bf!eren is such a gossip too, like he hears ONE thing from jean in passing, and suddenly everyone in the group has heard about it... but everybody already knows not to tell bf!eren anything they don't want anyone else to know (the group still makes jokes about how poor jean got scammed by a fake protein powder website (he lost $200 HA.... sorry))

lmao bf!eren's such a little shit <3

[mbappebby]

Stargirl || Three

Ivy Carter (OC) x f1 grid

Summary: In which two unexpected people turn up to try and ruin Ivy’s weekend..

Requested: Yes, by anonymous: Hey girl! Loving Stargirl series, can I request one where Ivy’s parents come to a race unexpectedly, Toto & Susie get really protective over her and all the grid finds out about her past? Thank you :) x

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Taglist: @myluvtaeil @eugene-emt-roe @itsjustkhaos

It’s been a few races in formula 1 for Ivy, it’s fair to say that she has been preforming very well and proving to everyone that she deserves to be there.

Emilia-Romagna was the next race ahead, Ivy was at the track very early as she wanted to go and watch the F2 practice session before she had hers. She made her way into the F2 paddock and went into a familiar garage.

“Vee!” OLLIE BEARMAN exclaimed seeing his former teammate entering the garage. “Hey Ol!” Ivy said as the pair hugged. “Congrats on the podiums this year, you’ve been insane!” Ollie added.

“Awh, thanks Ol! You’ll be up with me in no time!” Ivy replied. “Hopefully!” Ollie said. “Well, if it isn’t Ivy! How are you, kid?” RENÉ ROSIN said as he approached the pair.

“Hi! I’m good, how everything with you?” Ivy replied as they hugged. “Yeah, all good. What brings you back here then, eh?” Rene asked. “Just thought I would pop in to see you all, haven’t had a chance this season yet!” Ivy said.

“The garage is a lot quieter with you not being here” Rene joked as Ivy playfully rolled her eyes. “As if I believe that, Ollie and Kimi must be a handful” Ivy joked. “Hey! That ain’t true!” KIMI ANTONELLI added as he walked over to them.

“Oh hi Kimi, how are you?” Ivy asked. “I’m good Vee, congrats about this year in F1 you’ve been insane!” Kimi said. “You sure have kid, keep it up!” Rene added. “Awh, thanks guys!” Ivy said.

“Right, you two need to get ready for practice. Vee, you can sit with us on the pit wall if you want!” Rene told them. “I would love to! Have a good practice guys!” Ivy added.

Ivy goes to the pit wall and sits there watching her former team in the practice session, before she has to go back into f1 paddock for her practise session.

//

Ivy’s eyes went wide when she saw her parents trying to get into the Mercedes garage. She tried to get Toto & Susie’s attention but her parents had seen her first.

“Ivy, darling! Please tell this security guard that we are your parents!” JORDAN CARTER said. “We wanted to surprise you, that’s why we didn’t tell your team” ELLA CARTER added.

Before Ivy could say anything, she was pulled from behind and two people were now stood in front of her. “I don’t know why you both are here, but you are not going anywhere near Ivy” Toto said.

“Oh great, you two again. We are her parents we have to right to be able to see her” Jordan replied. “You haven’t been her parents since she was 16 and younger, so don’t ever use that title” Susie added.

“It’s because she wanted to be in this stupid sport instead of helping her family when we needed it. She just a selfish bitch” Ella spat as Ivy flinched and started to shake. “Still a weak little girl, I see” Jordan laughed.

“And you call yourself parents but calling your daughter all those awful names. You don’t deserve to be her parents and you never get that title back” Toto said. “We still have the rights of her” Ella replied.

“You won’t for long, you disowned your 16 year old daughter and know know how you were treated her before that” Susie said as they heard a few gasps from people hearing this argument. “She deserves it, she’s weak and pathetic” Jordan added.

Ivy looked to see quite a few cameras filming them, she ran inside the garage and locked herself inside her drivers room and could only let all the tears fall down her face.

“You have 3 seconds to move or there will be even more serious consequences than there already is” Toto told them as police officers arrived within seconds.

George went to Ivy’s drivers room to try and get her out, but it didn’t work. He was mad that her parents had the audacity to even turn up after 2 years. He walked out of the garage to see a few of the drivers there.

“How’s Vee?” Lewis asked. “Can’t get her out of the drivers room, you can go try if you want” George said as Lewis nodded before walking into the Mercedes garage. “I can’t believe they have the audacity to turn up” Alex said.

“You’re telling me,” George replied. “You both knew about her past?” Max asked. “Yeah, Lewis and Valtteri knew as well” Alex replied. “It’s awful that people were filming that” Charles added.

“So, they disowned her when she was 16?” Lando asked. “Vee has never had a good relationship with her parents, they never liked or supported the idea of her in karting. All their focus on was her older brothers” George told them.

“Brothers?” Oscar asked. “She’s never told us she had any brothers” Logan added. “Ivy hasn’t seen them since she was 15, they were both 18&19 and was started their careers which her parents supported” Alex replied.

“So, they treated Ivy as she didn’t exist?” Lando asked. “Yeah, they gave everything to them. Ivy was literally living in the same house but they wouldn’t let her have anything” George added. “Not even food?” Charles asked.

“Nope, Vee got her part-time job at like 13 to pay for food and all the other essentials until they disowned her and kicked her out” Alex replied. “That’s so fucked up” Max said.

“Where did Vee go after she got kicked out?” Oscar asked. “Well for the first year or so she lived between me & Carmen and Alex & Lily. But after that she’s been with Toto & Susie” George said.

“Wow, you just wouldn’t think that has happened to Vee due to how happy she is” Lando added. “She’s good at covering that up and putting on a fake face” Alex mumbled.

“I’m glad that you both and Toto & Susie were there for her” Charles added. “Any ideas where her brothers are now?” Max asked. “I’m glad we were too, no idea mate” George replied.

Before anyone else could say anything, Ivy came over to them and hugged George & Alex. “I’m assuming they’ve told you everything now, I just hope you don’t treat me differently now knowing about my past..” Ivy said.

“You are still just the happy little kid to us Vee” Max told her. “Someone who definitely belongs in the sport as you are kicking our asses” Lando added with a laugh.

“Like a little sister to us all,” Charles told her. “Just know we will always be there for you” Oscar said. “And you are still our best friend” Logan added.

“I love you guys so much,” Ivy told them as she hugged them all individually, before they all had to get into the cars for practice.

//

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ivycarter: When I’m more comfortable I promise you all I will sit down and tell you what I’ve been dealing with by my own parents these past years..

However, I’m not going to let what happened today ruin this weekend for me, we have high expectations of getting a podium this weekend and that’s what I aim to get. It was a great practice sessions & I’m ready for qualifying tomorrow and the race on Sunday.

Thank you for all the kind comments, it’s means a lot to me I love you guys💗

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[headcanonthings]

So I have seen a couple fics where Tim runs a conspiracy social media account. And those are great! But you know what I think would be absolutely HILARIOUS? A fic where Tim gets everyone right but the Batfam (on purpose)

Okay stick with me for this because I’m pretty coming up with this on the spot and am typing this up on the app

So I’m going to start with the classic AU premise where Tim didn’t join the Batfam

Did Jason not die so there was no need? Or did Steph step up first? IDK but for whatever reason Tim did not become Robin and still lives all by his lonesome in a giant empty mansion next door to the family he’s obsessed with

Tim is still his usual stalker-y self and figured out Batman and Robin’s identity when he was a little kid

And since he’s not busy being part of the Bats, he’s got to fill his time up somehow so as more heroes start popping up Tim starts to see if he can figure out their identities too

And he does! Because he’s a freaking genius!

But what’s he gonna do with all this info??? He’s not gonna sell it or anything because he’s not EVIL

So he just kind of sits on it. Goes out and takes his pictures (he even makes a couple trips out of Gotham to get some snaps of the other heroes) . And pretends that living in an empty mansion doesn’t bother him at all. Nope. Not one bit. He is totally mentally okay.

So I’m not fully sure how he’s make the jump. Maybe he’s just really bored one day? Or maybe his parents in one of their rare conversations say something disparaging about his intellect?

Oh! Or maybe he sees everyone online one day throwing out theories about a hero and they are hilariously wrong. And Tim can’t resist. He figures if he builds a quick dummy/anon account his theory will just get lost in the rest of the noise

So he starts posting his theory (is it still a theory when he knows it’s a fact?) about the hero of todays focus …let’s say Green Arrow. Tim lays out all the evidence that could be easily accessed by the public on why Oliver Queen is the Green Arrow.

Tim is still careful though so his tone is pretty jokey throughout so that most readers are just assuming he’s making a joke theory

But that kind of backfired on Tim because that just helps spread it around

And maybe Tim’s one common sense brain cell is out for an extended vacation or something because even after his Ollie Queen is Green Arrow theory blows up he does it again! Maybe following it up with Black Canary or Arsenal?

And then he…just…keeps…going

He keeps up the jokey tone but if anyone gives it more than a couple seconds thought all his evident is really plausible!

Which worries the fuck out of the heroes because who the fuck is this guy and why does he know who all of them are!

Maybe after he’s done a couple theories people start asking him about specific heroes and Tim replies either right away because he already know or he’ll take a few days if it’s for someone he hast figured out yet (like some of the newer heroes)

But then someone asks about Batman and suddenly his common sense brain cell kicks in because nine year old Tim promised himself that he would NEVER reveal the Bats secret and he can’t break that promise!

So he throws out a completely trash theory that is nowhere near the Waynes. Maybe he picks Commissioner Gordon or some other well to do Gothamite (maybe even picks his own dad because what Gotham kid didn’t wish their dad was batman at some point?)

He tries to make sure that the theory is still plausible so it doesn’t stand out against his other ones

But this just throws more red flags up for the hero community because if he got all of the rest of them right why would this one be suddenly wrong?

Does batman know who it is? Is batman the one running the account? Did the account change hands and that’s why it’s suddenly wrong? If so what happened to the person who actually knew their identities?

I honestly don’t know where it all goes at this point.

Just like a mess of hijinks as heroes come up with plans to throw off anyone from actually believing Tim’s theories.

The Bats taking on the task of figuring out who discovered everyone’s identities and Tim both purposefully and also a bit accidentally being two steps ahead of them

Some inevitable confrontation where The Bats figure out the neighbor boy, who they all thought was traveling with his parents!, is the one who’s figured them all out

All of the Bats almost immediately deciding to adopt Tim (the kids just yelling at Bruce how is he not already out brother! He should have been years ago!)

The hero community demands Tim stop running his conspiracy (but actually it’s all true) social account and Tim sort of agrees by just switching it over to a full roast account

He starts liking other conspiracies and started backing them up with more plausible evidence

I don’t know I just think it would be really funny if Tim basically doxes every other superhero except for the Batfam because he’s loyal to them (and because of a promise he made to himself when he was a kid)

Wait one last thing just imagine after all of this, once he’s been integrated into the Batfam and the hero community under his own hero identity, he makes one more original conspiracy thread all around his own moniker and but it’s all Batman just found me and made me a hero :)

[scarisd3ad]

Superstar | football player!Joel miller x popstar!reader

Chapter three - foolish one

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Summary - when you find out about a certain football player showing up at your tour you decide to reach out just because of all the dating rumors, but what if thoughs rumors turn into reality?

Warning - angst

'Foolish one stop checking your mailbox for confessions of love that ain't never gonna come.'

The past week was eventful. The only time I've left my house or hotel room was when I performed. Last Thursday when Joel and I had gone out he almost kissed me, and he asked me out again. Luckily, every question I've been asked was about Joel and not Andy, which was the goal. Instead of 'How are you doing with your recent breakup?' or 'Why did you and Andy break up?' it was 'How's Joel?' 'How is your relationship with Joel Miller?' 'Are you really in a relationship with Joel Miller?'

Instead of articles making something I've done about my breakup with Andy, there are articles with the headlines 'singer-songwriter y/n l/n goes out with Dallas cowboy's player Joel Miller after he goes to her concert in Austin' I loved being able to go online and not see an old picture of Andy and I pop up. I loved going online and seeing a picture of Joel and me that made butterflies erupt in my stomach. I felt like a high school girl with her first boyfriend. Every time Joel he'd text, a bit of excitement bubbled through my body. Maybe I was falling in love again, but I chose to ignore it.

Joel said this date would be more casual, so unlike the dress I chose for our first 'date', I decided on a cute denim skirt, one of my concert tees, and a pair of black Converses. it was cute and casual, and I could move comfortably in it. I pull my hair up in a cute half-up half-down do before starting on my makeup, which I also decide to tone down a bit. Just some concealer, eye shadow, highlighter, blush, and lip gloss.

Ollie hops up onto the counter as I'm blending my blush. "Hi Ollie," I drag my hand down his back as he sits down, looking up at me. Once I'm done, I let the container of blush clatter back down onto the counter before scooping Ollie up. Ollie meows as I press his tiny body against my chest, pressing kisses all over his face. He lets out a small, pleased noise as I set him back down on the ground. He follows as I walk back into my room, grabbing a little white purse and my phone.

Joel Miller ;)

Joel Miller ;) - almost there

I let out a sigh as I stuffed my phone into my bag. Ollie hops up onto my bed and curls up into a ball just as my doorbell rings. Butterflies flutter around in my stomach in anticipation and anxiety. I don't know what's going to happen today, but I can't wait. "Bye Ollie," I coo as I press a kiss on top of his head. I sprint down my stairs and over to the door. I open the door and Joel is standing there in a pair of jeans and a plain white t-shirt with a blue zip-up hoodie with the Dallas Cowboys logo on the chest. Just like the last date, he had a bouquet in his hands. This time is a bouquet of lilies. I gasped, "Oh god Joel, these are beautiful" As he handed them to me, "Come in, come in let me get these in some water."

He follows me as I walk into my kitchen. I step up onto my tiptoes, grab a vase before filling it up with some water, place the flowers into the vase, and place it next to the roses from last week. "So where are with going?" I ask as I turn around and push myself back against the counter. He looks over at me. "oh um movies," I nod. Movies were cool and casual, like a normal person's date, not a celebrity date. "What movie?" I ask, "Surprise, oh..oh, wear this," he says as he pulls his jacket off of his body and hands it to me.

My heart burst with excitement, but I tried telling myself it was just to show off to the paparazzi who were probably waiting outside, he didn't like me, and this didn't mean anything but there was still that lingering lovesick feeling in my belly. "Oh, Al-alright" I tilt my head to the side as I smile "What if you get cold?" he shakes his head as he waves it off "Won't...let's go movie starts at 7:30."

He grabs my hand and leads me out the door. Just like I predicted, a few people were standing outside my house yet again with cameras in their hands, shouting at us the moment they saw us walk out the door. I turn around, locking the door, Joel and I's fingers still interlocked. He rubs his thumb over the top of my hand, soothing my nerves. "y/n! y/n! look this way!" we walk to his car, ignoring them the entire way. He helped me into the passenger side of the car, which wasn't helping the growing feelings I had for Joel Miller. 

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When we get to the movie theater, everyone their heads turn towards us. Whispers of 'oh my god' and 'holy shit' as we stood at the ticket booth. "Welc-welcome how can I help you? " The brunette that stood inside the booth's eyes widened as her eyes flickered from Joel to me and then me to Joel. She was maybe 16 years old, probably the main demographic of my fans. "Um, my name is Joel Miller I ordered two tickets for the new- that new conjuring movie?" the way he said the name of the movie seemed like he didn't even know what the movie was, which makes me think either his brother or Sarah had decided on the movie. The lady nods before she begins to type on the computer in front of her. "Alright, here are your tickets and you will be in theater 5," the girl says as she hands Joel two small ticket stubs. "How about you go find our seats and I'll get popcorn and drink?" Joel whispers in my ear. I nod and then he hands me one ticket before we part ways.

I walk over to a lady who is standing by a little table that is set up in front of the hallway that leads to all the theaters. I hand the lady the ticket and she nods as she breaks the ticket in half. She keeps one half, placing that half into a stack before handing me my half. "you're in theater number 5" I nod before walking down the hallway, counting each theater before coming across theater 5. This isn't a date 2 famous people should go on. It seemed that every person I came across stared at me, eyes wide, before whispering to whoever was beside them. It was awkward because I knew they were talking about me. I knew what they were saying, and I didn't know if what they were saying was either good or bad. I normally don't use bodyguards but maybe I should start using some.

I hated that part of fame, but I couldn't have the good parts of fame without the bad. I pull open the door to the theater and walk in. For the first few steps I can't see any of the theater but once I can see the theater, I notice that no one was there. None of the seats were filled at all. I pull out my phone and stare down at the time. It's 7:25. most of the time at least half of the seats that were bought would be filled by now, but they aren't. I looked down at the stub that was in my other hand reading over each word on the ticket before seeing the words 'private screening'. Holy shit, those were expensive. Did he spend all that money just for him and me? I walk up the stairs slowly, scanning each seat before deciding on a seat right in the middle of the theater. Right when I sat down, I heard the door to the theater creak open and then slam shut. 3 seconds later, I see Joel turn around the corner and then begin to walk up the stairs. He gives a tiny wave as he walks up towards me. He's got one large bucket of popcorn in one hand, and 2 large drinks balanced in the other. "Do you need me to pay you back?" I whisper as he takes a seat next to me. His brows furrow up together before waving it off. "Nope, I've got it."

"I just- "

"Ah no, I've got it, honey," he whispers just as the lights begin to dim and the movie starts up. I let out a little huff as I relaxed into my seat. I didn't understand why he was so adamant about me not paying him back or paying for my half of the bill. We both had more than enough money. He hands me one drink with a small smile that graces his lips, a smile that makes my heart flutter about. "thanks" I whisper with a half-smile as I grab the drink and let it settle in the cup holder beside me. The movie starts and my head falls to his shoulder. I can see his head as he looks down at me, brows furrowed together. "Y'tired?" he asks, his voice in a hushed whisper despite the fact that there was no one in the theater except for us. "no just more comfortable like this," I whisper back. He nods before leaning into me, which makes my heart skip a beat.

The rest of the movie is uneventful, it's just us cuddled up together as we watch the movie. As the credits roll, Joel and I get up empty cups in both of our hands as we walk out. "Did you like it?" he asks as his hand reaches for mine. I push through the large metal doors that lead to the theater before we both walk out into the hallway. "I liked it," I whisper with a smile as our fingers lace together. There aren't as many people in the hallways as there were earlier in the day, but still, the few that were wandering them stared. "good" he mutters as he tosses his cup into the trash can that was placed right next to the theater doors. A large crowd of paparazzi awaits us as we exit the building, causing me to subconsciously roll my eyes. "y/n! y/n! are you two finally official?!"

"Look this way! Turn your head!" "Joel!"

My hand tightens around Joel's hand as my breathing quickens. Sometimes the paparazzi just overwhelm me. With all their flashing lights and shouting, it just scares me sometimes. "Hey! hey, move the fuck out of the way alright?!" Joel shouts as he pushes his way through the crowd of paparazzi. "c'mon let's go darlin'," he murmurs as he pulls me towards his car. Once we're both in his car, I'm finally able to take a deep breath. "Are you alrigh'?" he asks, brows furrowing together as he starts the ignition. "Yeah, it's just all gets to...much I guess," I whisper as I clasp my hands together in my lap. "Yeah, I know been dealin' with those fuckers for a long time now. Used to fuck with my kids a lot till I punched one." a smile slowly appears on my lips as a little giggle leaves my lips. "You punched one of them?" I ask, brows furrowing together, "Yup, back in I Dunno 2014 when Sarah was 2. One made her cry, and I just started Yellin' and hittin' the guy," he mutters. I wish I could punch one or yell at one the way he could, but I'd probably get labeled as a brat and ungrateful if I ever did. "So, you're off to Pennsylvania tomorrow?" Joel asks changing the conversation as he pulls out of the parking space. "yup" I say with a smile, "Cool, how long you out there for?"

"Just the weekend, then I'll be back here for the rest of the week." 

-

When we pull up to my house, he's insistent on walking me to my door. But I don't pay it any mind because he probably just wants to look like a gentleman if the paparazzi show up. As we walk up to my front door, our hands are interlocked, and he's holding my bag in his other hand. "You wanna come to my house next weekend? We're havin' a little barbeque and Sarah's been dyin' to see you again." is it okay to meet the family when we were only fake dating? would it make me fall for him even more if his family was just as charming as he is? I've already met one daughter, and that seemed a little too much would meeting the entire family be even worse? I decided to be vague and then ask Tara later before giving a definite yes or no. I shove my hands into the pockets of Joel's jacket before saying "Maybe I'll have to check and see if I have anything going on next weekend" he nods "It's on Saturday so just text me if you're able to make it alrigh?"

"Yeah, I wi-" he cuts me off my leaning in and pressing his lips to mine. It caught me off guard at first, but I quickly threw my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. My heart thumps against my chest and my hand begins to shake. What had caused him to kiss me now? I'm secretly hoping he randomly realized he was in love with me, but I knew it was a stupid dream that was never going to happen. When he pulls away, I'm looking up at him with a hint of confusion but a lot of lovesick look in my eyes. Then I see the flash of a light which makes me look behind me. Stood on the sidewalk is a man with a camera in hand. "Good job," Joel whispers in my ear, which makes my heart sink and somehow break at the same time. He must have seen the paparazzi before I did and decided to do something that would be in all the articles and all over social media.

"I-um I'll see you later, " I mutter as I pull his jacket off and hand it to him. "no you keep it. " I shake my head. "it's yours," I murmur before I begin unlocking the door and almost falling into my house before he could see the tears springing in my eyes. I closed the door behind me before he could even say goodbye. I let out a sigh as I pressed my back against my front door tears pool in my eyes and begin falling down my cheeks. Maybe this is dramatic, but I agreed to this. I brought up the idea in the first place, but I never expected to fall in love with him. Maybe it was foolish to fall in love with a man at least 20 years older than me, a man with 2 kids who is probably not looking for someone to be in a relationship with. He was only doing this to get his fans and the tabloids off his back about romance. I was an absolute idiot. "mreow" I look down to see Ollie rubbing his leg against my calf. "Ollie," I coo as I wipe tears off of my cheeks. I bend down and scoop him up into my arms before scurrying off to my bedroom. 

-

I'm cuddled up on my bed with Ollie in my arms while he slept. My tears had dried up hours ago and now I'm just sitting here sniffling as I cuddled my cat. I'm still upset, but mostly at myself for being so stupid and falling for him. I know I'm probably not going to do this much longer, and I'll probably have to cut this off soon, and I'm not going to that barbeque.

ping

My phone that sat next to me buzzes, which makes me reach up and grab it. I turn the phone on to see one text from Joel. 

Joel miller ;)

Joel miller - hey you alright? seemed a little upset earlier.

Oh god I hoped he didn't notice how upset I had gotten after the kiss, but I did leave so fast, and he saw the tears that had welled up in my eyes. He probably heard it in my voice too, it was so shaky and so were my hands there was no doubt that he saw how upset I was. 

Joel miller ;)

Joel miller- hey you alright? seemed a little upset earlier. 

me - yeah, I'm fine just felt a little sick.

Joel miller - oh okay get better soon. 

me - oh and I also can't come next weekend I'm meeting up with my sister. 

Joel miller - okay that's alright. goodnight. 

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The next morning, I get up earlier to get ready, finish packing, and get Ollie all packed up so we can get on the plane at 4 in the morning. That was the worst part about going on tour. I'm always up so early and I have to get Ollie packed up at least 5 times a month.

While I'm walking through the airport with two security guards in front of me and two behind me (that my father mandated) and Ollie in his carrier in my left hand, I feel my phone buzz in my pocket. I leave it because I probably don't need to be pulling my phone out while walking to my gate. After going through security, dropping off my luggage, and getting myself and Ollie settled on the jet, I finally pull my phone out of my pocket and check my phone.

Joel miller ;) 

Joel miller - good luck on your concerts this weekend. hope you have fun :) 

Joel miller - and be safe.

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[montrealmadison]

olliewicks and 37 !!

abby, it’s only appropriate that i write these two for the very first time for you. ❤️

37. olliewicks + Anything You Want (Not That) by Belleruche for @zimms

Forgive the doe eyed relentless attention If it's on, I'm on, and there's no more use in pretending Close to the chase, it's clear you've had fun playing Some liberties, well you've surely been taking

Halfway through December, with the night becoming morning and the tub juice lighting him on fire, Oliver O’Meara thinks he’s having a pretty good freshman year.

Or—frog year. Right. New team, new lingo; he knows how this goes. The guys here call him Ollie, same as they have everywhere else. The ice at Faber is bigger, better kept, but his skates dig into it just the same. He goes to class (most of the time), hits up the kegsters, tries his best to get in with the upperclassmen, successfully makes one entire friend.

He’s a simple guy. Doesn’t expect much. 

So the fact that something is starting to feel different is rubbing him the wrong way.

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The Haus is high off the win—literally, Ollie thinks, watching smoke drift past him out the open front door. They destroyed BC tonight, four-nothing, and Jack only shouted at them twice, which at this point honestly passes for kindness where he's concerned. Shitty has been incandescent with joy since they hit the showers. He’s dragged every member of the team into at least two keg stands with his own set of complicated strip rules and is now down to nothing but one sock and a giant smile, which was the final warning that prompted Ollie to move to the porch. The parties here are way better than in high school, he has to admit, but only in small doses.

Salt crunches beneath him when he sits down on the steps. It’s cold out. Not as bad as it is at home this time of year, but not warm enough to justify him sitting outside in shorts and a hoodie, sweat chilling quickly in his hair and his breath smoking out in long billows. He half-expects someone to come outside and yell at him to put a coat on, but no one does. To fill the silence, he takes another sip of tub juice, lets it torch his throat all the way down.

Maybe everybody feels like this freshman year: unmoored, self-conscious, either too loud or too quiet. It’s not bad, it’s just—different. Not having his brothers around. Playing hockey that really means something. Making friends on purpose, not just because they’re the only ones available. Going to parties where people sort of know you, where they call your name; where your teammates smile and smell like cinnamon and weed and have nice asses and ex-boyfriends; where that’s okay, it’s all okay.

Maybe, if he’s feeling like this on a night when he’s supposed to be happy, he shouldn’t be drinking alone. He’s about to pound the rest of his cup and risk going back in for a refill when someone knees him in the back.

“Ow,” Ollie says, which is a great first thing to say when you’re potentially going to have to kick someone’s ass. “Bro, what the fuck.”

He turns around, ready to defend himself, but it’s only Wicky, carrying two Keystones with the tabs already popped.

“‘Sup,” he says, grinning like he didn’t just commit an act of warfare, and hands one over. The can’s cold, as are Wicky’s fingers when they touch. “You’re thinking loud. Want a buddy?”

“Yeah,” Ollie agrees, more out of surprise than anything else. He takes a sip and finds that even watery beer is a welcome change from warm Everclear and foot stank. He tosses the rest of the tub juice into the bushes in a wide arc, sends his cup tumbling after it. “Thanks.”

Wicky sinks down beside him, close enough to throw off heat but not enough to touch. He’s in sweats and a beanie, dirty old Vans, that half a smile he always wears. Ollie’s not used to feeling like it’s directed at him and kind of waits to feel uncomfortable about it, but he never does. Beyond their little sliver of porch, it’s starting to snow.

“Good fucking game,” Wicky says after a long minute, throwing a shoulder in Ollie’s direction. His inflection is familiar, round and Midwestern, and reminds Ollie so much of home that it almost softens the blow. “Tired of cellying your assist?”

“Tired of Holster kicking my ass at pong,” he retorts. Wicky laughs and dodges the elbow Ollie aims his way. “Didn’t see you rushing to my defense, man, I had to play with Hardy and he’s about as useful as—”

“Nah, nah, I didn’t mean to laugh at you.” It’s sincere. “I got you next time, sorry. Got distracted.”

“What could be more important than riding to my rescue?”

“Key lime pie?”

“Ah.”

Ollie elbows him one more time, just for good measure and because Wicky claims not to have saved him any, before they drink their beers and watch the street turn white and he goes back to thinking.

Maybe it’s Wicky who’s different. Not in the way that Bitty is different, like nothing this team has ever seen, like the kind of person who merits special coaching with Jack by day and stands on the arm of the sticky green couch to deliver an impassioned performance of some Kesha song by night. No, the thing about Wicky is that he’s… bright. He puts his head down in practice and works the same as Ollie does, doesn’t ask many questions or draw attention to himself. They go to the dining hall and practice and the library together; mundane shit. Somehow, Ollie can’t stop noticing him anyway.

“You good, dude?”

Wicky’s voice is low, but Ollie’s so tuned into him in his head that it sounds loud. He turns, tipsy and slow, and finds Wicky still wearing that smile.

Oh, shit, Ollie thinks, hoping the cold and the beer serve as cover for the flush that immediately crawls up his cheeks. Oh, fuck.

Because here is the goddamn thing.

Oliver O’Meara is having a pretty good freshman year, but that’s all he ever expected it to be. Go to school, play hockey, have a little fun. Look, he gets that maybe there’s something in the water here that lets Shitty hug the Jack Zimmermann on the daily without getting both his arms ripped off, or facilitates the freaky mind-meld between Ransom and Holster, or enables Bitty to get on the ice with them at all. But Ollie’s never felt like a main character, not even in his own story. Everyone else probably has better reasons for coming to Samwell, life-changing ones. Ollie feels a little like he just ended up here because of some force of nature greater than him, like the broad strokes of his life have been sketched out and the details have all been left for him to make up.

Wicky is the only person who’s ever made him wonder how it would feel if, maybe, he could be different here, too.

“Ollie,” Wicky says, now sounding distinctly amused. “Earth to O’Meara. You wanna get out of here, brah? Not having fun?”

He’s pretty sure that get out of here isn’t intended that way, not yet, but it could—oh, God, it could. 

“No, I’m good,” Ollie says, feeling everything and nothing like himself. He stands, feels his knees ache with the effort of the day, knows he isn’t done quite yet. He sticks out a hand. “One more song and then late night?”

Wicky’s at his feet now, trusting eyes and curling hair, a face Ollie’s only just started to get to know but somehow thinks he won’t ever forget. He takes Ollie’s hand and pulls himself to his feet, but he doesn’t let go right away. Ollie kind of loves that. “One more, huh? Only if you’re gonna dance.”

“Deal.”

“‘Swawesome,” says Wicky. It sounds like a promise.

(Inside, on the dance floor, when that same hand wraps warm around the back of Ollie's neck like a question and an answer all at once, it feels like one, too.)

The next weekend, they win again. Ollie’s on the ice when Ransom wrists in the last goal and everyone shouts, and when they all pile in for the celly, Ollie finds Wicky’s bright blue eyes (oh, shit) and winks, and Wicky reaches up with one gloved hand and catches it like a kiss.

Alright, Ollie thinks. Game on.

[skyland2703]

Baby Pacha never liked Ollie.

She sensed his assholery, then when she randomly popped up after the events of Cosmic Fury, she could sense his tainted Grid Energy, which only fueled her anger more.

As such, when Aiyon and Ollie moved in together, Baby Pacha made the conscious decision to makes Ollie’s life a living hell, bc she thinks Aiyon deserves better.

Baby Pacha is Olliephobic. Discuss.

Baby Pacha is the most Olliephobic as a zord can BE. She’s also Zaytophobic but we shall not discuss that.

Eiiither way when Amelia made her “Anti-Ollie” fanclub (if you’ve been on my blog long enough to know that reference you deserve an old man discount) BABY PACHA SIGNED UP FIRST 👍🏻✨

Se would chew on Ollie’s slippers, eat away his gadgets, (because Zords eat metal) EAT HIS FUCKING BIRTH CERTIFICATE like you said Would NOT let him sleep by making noises that only Ollie can hear and not Aiyon, DEFINITELY convince him their apartment is haunted and ghosts actually exist — revenge for Amelia— tackle him to the ground out of nowhere and WELP.

Aiyon Never really says anything bc he does NOT believe Baby Pacha can be that evil. Everytime Ollie complains she just makes THE sweetest puppy dog eyes at Aiyon and he just goes “LOOK AT THAT FACE do you REALLY think she’s terrorising you??? Maybe its all in your head ollei” and the SECOND Aiyon is out of the room, Pacha gives Ollie THE WORST side eye and smug victory he’s EVER seen. It even beats his OWN rbf.

That’s it. Baby Pacha’s Olliephobicity is beyond comparison. Thank you for coming to my ted talk~

Also also also. @augment-techs 😈

[nanoa1foryou]

YOU LIKE FINNISH MUSIC TOO?? What bands should I listen tooooo, I listen to some already but I need more

Yooooo! This is like the best ask I could possibly get!! Thank you anon <3

So, what should you listen to? That really depends on the genres you vibe with, but luckily, I’m not picky!

Recently, I’ve picked up Jambo. Rapper, but with huge range as far as the styling of his music goes. His most recent album has been pretty successfull, earning him his first Emma nomination too, which is really cool. And damn is he good live. He says he’s better live than in the studio and I fully believe that. Not to mention he has great chemistry with his band! Favourite songs of his, currently, are E18, Elefantti Huonees, Meille, and Ei Nabbaa. Those should show you pretty well the range of his style.

Pilvet Pilvet is another one I’ve gotten into recently. Really chill, soulfull rock. They are a really new band, only started releasing stuff last year, and are already climbing fast, doing shows with some big names like Joker Out and Robin Packalen. If you like Kuumaa, you’ll probably like these guys too. The vibes are a bit different but the music hits the spot. They have very few releases as of now, so pretty much all of it is good.

Similar to them, in just the last couple of weeks, I’ve gotten into Tiikerin Vuosi. Chill, more old school style Finnish rock. They headlined a May Day event in Helsinki this year, which I heard they applied for as somewhat of a joke, thinking they wouldn’t get the gig. Definitely worth it though, and I can see why they were picked. Songs I’d recommend are Töölönlahti and Sirkka Linnea (and Havis Amanda if they ever release that. It was written for the event but it was very catchy.)

Okay, those all are quite obscure picks, so let’s discuss some more arguably mainstream stuff.

I like rap, so one more rapper I’ve been head over heels for is Etta. Really strong party music, with some more hard hitting emotional stuff thrown into the mix. Her voice is really beautiful, and she also convinces live (you can watch her Emma Gaala performance from 2022 if you wanna get a taste). Klubiruusu, Demoneista Ystävii and Piilota Sun Sydän are good songs to start off with.

In the pop realm of things, right now I’ve been getting into Bee. She is also one of the breakthrough artists of last year, and has been getting a ton of radio plays for her singles Viimeisiä Sanoja and Silkkiin Verhoiltuna. Haven’t listened to much of her stuff yet beyond that, but as far as pop goes, she one of the few I’ve been recently inclined to check out.

Also, ever the queen, Kaija Koo is always a safe bet. Long career behind her and she’s still staying strong, this is like peak Finnish karaoke pop for middle ages women. Favourotes of mine are Mun Sydän, Sateenkaari Pimeessä and Tanssii Itsensä Kanssa.

Speaking of long career artists, Jenni Vartiainen has just made a comeback to the mainstream. She is a known name in pop, and has an absolutely gorgeous discography. Favourotes there are Ihmisten Edessä, Turvasana and Made In Heaven.

And just to round this off, as far as metal music goes, I’ve been getting into Arttu Lindeman. Nothing ground breaking there, but just some solid nu metal as he describes it. Really aggressive lyrics and all. Elä Niinku Huvittaa and Koirat Syö Koiria are the ones I started out with.

Okay, I could keep going but we’d be here all day, so I’ll leave you with this. Anything from the past 4 years of Uuden Musiikin Kilpailu is also mostly great (including the interval acts). Which is not surprising, since it is the song contest to highlight new music from Finland. Looking through those artists might take a while though, even if it’s only 7 competitors per year.

And for any Finnish music enjoyer reading this, feel free to hop on with your favourites in the replies or reblogs or whatever. I tried to pick some of the ones I talk about less on this blog, so we’d get some variety.

(Come on, Olli Matela from Blind Channel is literally my pfp, my header is Hella from Lordi, the red theming is for Kuumaa’s new album, and my most used tag is Käärijä. If that doesn’t say it all, idk what will.)

And thank you for this ask anon! You really made my day <3

[eurovision-del]

The Eesti Laul songs have been out for a while now. Unlike for Albania and Czechia, I've had plenty of time to get familiar with all these songs, so I'm feeling very happy with my ranking.

Antsud – Vetevaim

5MINNUST & Puuluup – (nendest) narkootikumidest ei tea me (küll) midagi

OLLIE – My Friend

Cecilia – FOMO

Brother Apollo – Bad Boy

Multikas & Ewert Sundja – Oblivion

Anet Vaikmaa – Serotoniin

Nele-Liis Vaiksoo – Käte ümber jää

Traffic – Wunderbar

Sofia Rubina – Be Good

INGA – No Dog On a Leash

Peter Põder – Korra veel

Ewert and The Two Dragons – Hold Me Now

YONNA – I Don’t Know About You

Daniel Levi – Over the Moon

Uudo Sepp & Sarah Murray – Still Love 

Carlos Ukareda – Never Growing Up

Silver Jusilo – Lately

Laura – Here’s Where I Draw the Line

Ingmar – Dreaming

I've listened to all these songs quite a lot since they were released, and four have become my firm favourites. Vetevaim is captivating, with its pretty melody, floating vocal line and non-standard time signature which contributes to its unique sound. It’s either in 6/4 or alternating 4/4 and 2/4, but either way it creates an interesting flow. I love the singing style here, the twang in the voice on the verses against the breathiness of the chorus. The drum beat and guitar give it a bit of a rock sound which I always enjoy, and ground an otherwise very floaty song. I do have two slight criticisms, however – firstly, while I like the vocal call sound of the chorus, I wish it did something more as the song progresses, being just ‘henene’ can feel a little dull by the end. Secondly, the song finishes quite abruptly – it stops, rather than finishing, which really doesn’t feel right given how well the rest of the song flows.

(nendest) narkootikumidest ei tea me (küll) midagi (what a title) grabbed my attention from the start, but I wasn’t sure how I felt about it until the chorus hit, then I was fully on board. That chorus is stupidly catchy, and I like the combination of the two voices, switching from the higher lines to the bass lines. The music slaps, it’s the perfect balance of not taking itself too seriously while still being actually really fun to listen to.

OLLIE is back after doing so well last year, which I’m happy about! At first I didn’t feel I enjoyed My Friend as much as Venom, but I think that was just down to familiarity with the old song. Honestly, it’s pretty safe as far as a follow up goes – pretty much on the same level, but if it works, it works! I actually took a while to warm to Venom last year, it was the live performance that sold it for me, so I’ve got my expectations high for how this one will come across live too!

I also surprisingly found myself really liking FOMO – it’s been stuck in my head a lot these past few weeks! I love the pulse of this song, fast paced and exciting. The pre-chorus is probably the catchiest part, but the chorus stays with me too, and I really enjoy how it sounds. If Estonia wanted to go pop this year, they could do a lot worse than this!

There’s plenty more songs I enjoy here, and while I do have a couple at the bottom of my list that I actively dislike, they’re far outnumbered by the ones I like, and there's plenty of variety on offer. This edition of Eesti Laul would be shaping up to be a really great contest… if it weren’t for the auto-qualifier rule they’ve added this year. I do enjoy Bad Boy, but I’m holding off my final decision until I see the live – if they lean into the ridiculousness of it it’ll be a great time but if they try and play it straight it’ll fall down my ranking. I quite like Käte ümber jää too, but the rest of the confirmed finalist songs do absolutely nothing for me. I’m not looking forward to seeing all the remaining songs duke it out in the semi knowing that I’d happily take nearly any of them over most of the pre-qualified songs.

[jojoblessed365]

5 Things I Loved (and 5 Things I Hated) of Milo Ventimiglia's "The Company You Keep"

Okay, so I'll say this: while I was first excited for Milo's new show, I was kind of turned off by the premiere, and I have watched all the episodes, but the story failed to impress me. So, I'll start with what I liked about the show and what I hated about the show, and all who read this can either DM, reblog, or comment your thoughts, whether you agree or disagree, so here goes:

Likes

1. Milo's character Charlie Nicoletti

Charlie, for me, resonated as a character- he was a guy living a life and wanted more. The fact that he isn't a mid-30s, but rather 40 year old, and wasn't the traditional hero that you'd find, that was extremely neat. The way Milo portrays him is off the charts- I could feel the pain that he felt when he got conned by his fiancee, when he got blindsided by Emma's profession, when he took a big risk and got the expected answer of rejection, having to take snubs from Emma and being wrung to full extent as an asset. So if anything, congrats Milo- your character won a place in my heart.

2. Daphne being a three-dimensional character than just a femme fatale/ Bond villain

Daphne is complicated - but she isn't the cantankerous villain you'd find in most con films, she's a little of Jamie Lee Curtis's Wanda, Lauren Bacall's Slim and Sophie Marceau's Elektra. And that speaks volumes.

3. Leo and Fran Nicoletti/Birdie and Ollie/Sibling dynamics between Emma-David and Charlie-Birdie

The romantic relationship between Leo and Fran, the single mom and daughter dynamic between Birdie and Ollie, and the sibling pairs of Emma-David and Charlie-Birdie were top notch. Knowing and seeing these kinds of relationships in my family onscreen was refreshing and if the show focused on that, it would've been a hit.

The con planning/ avatars

Milo slipping into different characters, hairstyles, costumes and accents- this was a bigger step in comparison to Jack Pearson and this also includes Fran, Leo and Birdie (especially Birdie). So Nicolettis, you've entered the pop culture lexicon (at least for me).

The Nicolettis and the Hills and their respective family dynamics

This had an essence borrowed from This Is Us- it was refreshing two very different families, albeit cut from the same cloth (metaphorically)- a strong marital relationship between the parents (Leo-Fran, Joseph-Grace), supportive and honest older siblings (David and Birdie), and two younger siblings shaped by their respective families (Charlie and Emma).

Hates:

1. #Hilleti (as a relationship)

I have to admit that I wasn't too jazzed up with Charlie and Emma- sure, they were the perfect example of different on paper, but compatible as hell, but the moments between this couple was too little and too fast- episode 1 was fun, episode 2 was the whole "rebound" situation, episode 3 was Emma "fitting in" with the Nicolettis and having that honeymoon phase, episode 4 was Charlie being whammed with Emma's profession but still taking it in stride which shows the peak of his love and episode 5 was the whole "I Love You" debacle which reminded me so painfully of Dean and Rory's first I Love You and the cliffhanger of Charlie coming clean and ending it with an "I Love You too".

2. David and Jennifer

David and Jennifer felt like the epitome of a perfect "killer" (pun intended) relationship- if you take couples like Ella and Pete from Lucifer, Van Pelt and Craig from The Mentalist, David and Jennifer would join the roster.

3. The whole Claire Fox storyline

I'll admit that this was something that disappointed me; it would've been fun to see a more layered red herring than this - 'Nuff said.

4. #Hilleti (as a handler-asset relationship)

This was by far, the most disappointing in the back half of the season- Emma became more unlikable as in episode 6, was Emma starting to become unbearable with her branding the Nicolettis as common criminals and then blatantly telling Charlie that she doesn't like him in the ending, episode 7 was Emma having that double standard of being jealous when Charlie gets close to Daphne, and then pretending that what she and Charlie had was nothing (Last week, you said you loved me - Last week, you were a bartender); episode 8 was again another dose of backhanded comments from Emma that at the point, nothing she could do was redeemable in my eyes, sure bending her rules to release Leo was a great point but that was it, episode 9 was Emma again snidely referring to Charlie protecting Daphne and Charlie finally snapping, episode 10 was them getting (momentarily) together, and having a Varchie moment which made me rolling my eyes, and the ending was like forcing something down my throat- we all know Charlie and Emma will get together, if it had been subtle like Jack and Rebecca's ending in the first season of This is Us, then that would've been more interesting and leaving a little thread that maybe Charlie would be pursuing Daphne.

5. The Maguires

They made me uncomfortable - especially Connor. But the fact that they tied it in a neat ribbon with Patrick's death, made me disappointed.

So what do you think? @kimberly-stocks I would love to know yours. I'm not saying that these are my final thoughts, this is just me with my thoughts on what made TCYK so great but also where it could've improved.

[calamitydaze]

...what uh...what happened in january? /gq

-@robs-sideblobs (new to the fandom as of like, june)

(actual explanation under the cut 😭)

okay disclaimer: this happened ages ago and it’s unique in the sense that it pretty much never breached containment, so it wasn’t documented and everyone who was there kinda agreed not to talk about it anymore. so this is all just based on what i can remember, i don’t have receipts or anything (but i don’t mind you asking at all! i hate when people gatekeep stuff i wasn’t there for so i’m happy to explain, just wanna be clear why people are so hush hush about it)

so in november 2021 this guy popped up on twitter called manatreed who was an up-and-coming faceless streamer (he’d been posting sporadically since june, but people only started noticing then). and this was the era where dream team christmas was still a possibility, so people started putting the pieces together: faceless white guy in florida, has dream’s exact pair of arthritis gloves, wears the same clothing brand sapnap does, claims to be a streamer but never promoted a twitch, followed by/has dms with dream and sapnap and interactions with a lot of big ccs + ANNOUNCED TO BE JOINING THE DSMP despite having No content whatsoever, “manatreed” is an almost exact anagram of “dream team”, irl name is ollie and his first tweet was on the day sapnap posted a video of him doing an ollie (YES some of these are reaches but they’re all things people were saying) and most damning of all, dream hadn’t said “it’s not me /srs” even though he normally hates people impersonating him. what if....... this was dream?

and then manatreed says he’ll do his first stream when he hits 300k on twitter, and two months go by, and in january he hits 300k on twitter and goes live on the dsmp. and it’s... not dream. it’s just a guy. who isn’t dream. OKAY. he and dream explain (i think-- i don’t remember this part super clearly) that they were old friends who reconnected when mana wanted to start content creation, and dream agreed to give him a boost. which, okay. still fucking wild but it’s less weird if he isn’t Just Some Guy. and i was a twitter stan at the time (lurking on dtblr), but people on my tl really warmed up to him. i was pretty indifferent, but he seemed sweet enough, so sure, whatever. he ended the stream an hour or two later and we assumed he’d be continuing with content creation

and this is the part i’m gonna have to be really vague about unfortunately because a lot of it hinges on doxxed info which i don’t want to spread at all. but very very shortly after that first stream (could’ve been the day after? i’m not sure) a thread came out alleging that manatreed’s real identity was someone with a history of abusing women including an active battery charge, and dream had let mana live in his house and given him an online platform knowing this. again, without going into the info (the fandom, at least on twt, was worryingly willing to hold hands with doxxers and cyberstalkers to get to the bottom of this), the only thing i can really say about my opinion is that given dream’s history as a victim of domestic violence i found it unlikely that he would knowingly harbor and promote an abuser, and that it would be incredibly uncharacteristically stupid if he did know. i also know that the thread coming out was part of a planned takedown by kiwifarms + leaktwt, who have a history of faking things (regardless of whether or not it was true, that’s part of the context of a lot of dream’s controversies in this era). dream’s initial response was.... not good (when people refer to “the gullible tweet” this is what they mean-- he said we were being gullible for believing the accusations and sapnap immediately went live as damage control) but he later wrote a twitlonger which you can read here. recently manatreed’s twitch bio was changed to say that he will not ever be coming back to content creation, and... that was that.

as someone who’s been here since november 2020 i can say january was the worst incident to ever happen-- the fandom recovered, but it’s never really been the same. i think although it ended in a way that was satisfying enough to let most of us continue supporting him, it shook the foundation and the situation happening now is reminding people a lot of that, which might be why the reaction has been so extreme. so yeah! that was january

[secondgenerationnerd]

Hi, have some Sin Lance headcannons and screenies:

Her first language is Mandarin, which comes out when she’s raging during a video game.

She rarely talks about her early childhood training. Even with Maya and Damian.

She started living with Dinah and Ollie when she was almost 7.

Dinah is Māmā or just Mā. Oliver is Bàba or just Bà.

She started referring to them as this when she was 10. Oliver was ready to cry.

When Dinah explained to Oliver about Sin and where she was, he had zero idea on how to connect with a little girl. His only real experience was with Lian.

Good news tho! Sin was fascinated by his arrows and knives. Dinah didn’t even pretend to be surprised.

When she’s really overwhelmed, Sin hides in either an closet or a bookcase in the library. Dinah usually finds her first, and just sits until Sin’s ready to talk.

Ollie introduced Sin to the classic horror movie monsters. All the B-films that he could find. Thus starting her deep love of pop culture.

Her adoption is kept pretty well hidden. Mostly for her own safety and at her own request. She doesn’t have to do galas or benefits like the Batkids do.

The first night she was at Queen Manor, Oliver and Dinah woke up to her screaming. They thought she was being attacked. When they got to her, she was thrashing around, screaming in Mandarin until they finally woke her up. Oliver later asked Dinah what she’d been saying. “Stop, it hurts! Get off me!”

First time she met the Justice League, she was 7 years old. Diana Prince took one look at this little girl and claimed her as a goddaughter. Dinah had no arguments 😂

When Sin goes to Themyscria with her team for the summer, she rediscovers a childhood love of horseback riding. Like, her friends had never seen that big of a smile on her face before.

Normal kids have fidget spinners. Sin has butterfly knives.

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When people call Sin her mini-Me, Dinah just thinks of this picture. ☺️

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If there’s anyone safer in this world than her Māmā, Sin doesn’t want to hear it….

Because her Māmā has already broken jaws to protect her.

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Her Bà never fails to remind her of how old she is.

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Ollie’s made a lot of mistakes, too many to count sometimes, but he’s trying to do better for her.

[princess-viola]

‘Oliver’s no use at all, think’s he’s very clever Says that he can manage us; that’s the best joke ever! When he orders us about, with the greatest folly, We just push him down the well! Pop goes old Ollie!’

I put a lot of effort into this scene recreation, actually. Probably the most amount of work I’ve ever done. I wanted to try and get it as accurate as I could with the Trainz models I’ve got installed. It’s not perfect, but I think it came out really well.

Check it out on my deviantart HERE for the model and route sources.

[starryqueen-18]

ok so long ago I had this little thought of Olly in his car seat, because well, because he looks smol like a babey and I posted the story on amino I couldn't resist XD

Craftsman: ok kids, time for a little road trip.

*the 3 went outside and goes in the craftsman's car*

Craftsman: everyone buckled in?

Olivia: yep I'm all set.

Olly: *in his  car seat*

Olivia: uh, brother?

Olly: yes dear sister?

Olivia: why are you in a car seat?

Olly: this isn't a car seat, it is a throne, a throne in a car.

Olivia: it's a car seat

 Olly: sister I have no intentions to argue with you.

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*driving through*

Olly: *waving around like a true king*

Olivia: brother, why are you waving?

Olly: oh please, I always give my kingly wave to my royal subjects.

Olivia: brother, stop, you're not royalty.

Olly: dear sister, how do you explain my kingly car throne.

Craftsman: Olly, you're in a car seat.

Olly: silence! you're not in this conversation!

Craftsman: *sighs*

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*driving through the forest*

Craftsman: man, it's really tough traffic.

Olivia: does that mean we're stuck?

Olly: not to worry my dear sister, for I have some important work for me to do.

Olivia: what's that?

Olly: *reading his pop up book* learning the physical life of nature.

Olivia: you're reading a pop up book.

Olly: SHH I'm reading*

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Tape: *cleaning the car* ugh I hate this chore!

Rubber Bands: come on Tape, it's fun, besides I didn't know the craftsman have a car.

Tape: yeah, yeah ugh *cleaning the windows but he notice something* uh..

Rubber Bands: what Tape?

Tape: why's there a car seat?

Rubber Bands: probably Olivia's

Tape: I don't think that's olivia's, it's too purple to be her's, unless,

RB: pfft nah that can't be.

Olly: *comes in* ah, I see you've admire my kingly car throne.

RB: car throne?

Tape: dats a car seat.

Olly: it is a throne on a royal carriage, fit for a king.

Tape: uh boss, hate to be a jerk but, how old are you?

Olly: I'm 19.

Tape: ..........

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*after a long drive they made it back home*

Craftsman: what a day, ok kids we're home.

Olivia: *unbuckles* hey olly?

Olly: *asleep in his car seat what he called his throne* 

Olivia: awww

Craftsman: oh he's asleep. *unbuckles Olly's seat belt and picks him up*

Olivia: ugh, finally, he's been bragging about his "throne"

Craftsman: *chuckles* come on let's go.

*so the trio went inside origami castle*