#there’s always a link and ig cos i’m always thinking about it i don’t have to make lots of jumps to get there?

[multimousenette]

i was scrolling through my photos to try and find something and rediscovered all the screenshots of bnha i took when i was watching it and live reacting to my friend and wow like. i don’t quite know how to explain it but the way i interact w ml and the way i interact w bnha are both extremely strong but very very different,, i think about ml literally all the time whereas when i see something from bnha i immediately go oh! thing! i love thing! and then don’t think about it any other time lmao

[harrysfolklore]

could you pls do a fake ig post with daisy edgar jones!? love ur work <3

day two of blurbs !! this has writing under the cut so don’t skip it just yet ! you know how much i love doing interview blurbs <3 i hope you like this

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The video began with you sitting in a chair in the studio, with an excited smile on your face and ready to get on with the questions

"Hi I'm YN and I'm here with Elle UK to play 'Ask me Anything'" you introduced yourself as the producers told you to, the video then moved to show the first question.

"What's the funniest thing you've read about yourself?”

"There was something really funny that happened quite recently" you told the camera giggling a bit as you remembered said moment "I kept getting messages from people saying like 'oh my gosh congrats on your pregnancy' but I'm not pregnant so somebody came out with the rumor on social media and everyone thought it was real" you continued as you let out a small laugh, "The fact that I kept wearing baggy clothes didn't help at all I guess, even my boyfriend's mom Anne texted me about it. But just to be clear, I'm not pregnant, don´t believe everything you read on the internet, kids" you pointed to the camera as the video moved to show the next question.

"What's your biggest fangirl moment?"

"It was actually when I met Harry" your smile grew wider again, and anyone could tell how much you loved telling that story "He was in the room and I was like oh my gosh, I couldn't think of anything else, I went up and said hello and I was quite uncool, but we were both 18 and he was really nice to me even though I was clearly fangirling over him" the producers let out small laugh at your story, and you were pretty sure fans would go crazy over it "But we've been together for 5 years now so I think my fangirling charmed him" you winked at the camera, ready for the next question

"Who would you let tattoo you, Sebastian Stan or Andrew Garfield?”

"Oh my gosh if I had to choose between Sebastian or Andrew to give me a tattoo" you paused to think, not sure which one of your co stars would you trust with a tattoo "I feel like I would get a funnier tattoo from Andrew, but I trust Sebastian more with it, I feel like I could trust him if I couldn't choose, he would choose that was good for me" you clasped your hands together as you finished your answer, really satisfied with it

"What's the best thing about attending red carpet events?”

"I'm still getting used to going to red carpet events, no matter how many years you've been in this industry, you're never fully used to it" you paused "But I guess the good thing about them is that you're able to be there with people you love, I think everyone knows how much I love going with Taylor and Daya, and when It's even better when Harry is able to join me" you muttered with a smile, not hiding how much you enjoy talking about your boyfriend

"Name three celebrities, dead or alive, you'd invite to a dinner party"

"If I was having a dinner party and I could invite anybody, dead or alive, I'd of course have to have Sofia Vergara because I love her, she will make any party or event so much fun, and I would love to invite Heath Ledger because I always dreamed of working with him, and maybe Viola Davis, because Viola Davis is Viola Davis, so" you shrugged with a grin, moving to the next question

"What's the most difficult part of being in the public eye?"

"I think one of the most difficult parts about being in the public eye is that no one truly knows who you are but they all assume they do" the tone in your voice was a bit more serious, since this an answer you want everyone to understand "There's a lot of misconceptions or ideas that people ran with and you can't really shut them down" you continued "And when you're in a relationship with someone who's also in the public eye, that's hard too, we have people who constantly want a scoop on our private life and people who are not cool with us being together, that's something we have learned to endure all these years" you finished, hoping your answer doesn't start any arguments

"Whats your karaoke song of choice?"

"Okay It’s time to tell a secret" you changed the tone of your voice to make the moment sound dramatic "I actually won a karaoke competition once singing 'Go your own way' by Fleetwood Mac, I won a Chipotle gift card and It felt like winning a Grammy" the producers laughed again, your natural bubbly personality always making everyone have a great time "But I don´t know, I feel like now it would be 'Juice' by Lizzo because I love singing it while I'm cooking breakfast, and I love Lizzo"

"Where do you see yourself in 10 years?"

"There's a lot of versions I could see, but one that I for sure love to see happen is me creating an empire" you smiled into the camera "And, you know, I am rocking it as a producer and acting in great amazing projects, hopefully I have a stable life and family with the man I love and I can balance it all" you answered genuinely, not resisting the urge to mention your beloved boyfriend once again.

"How was your first meeting with Florence Pugh?"

"So the first time I met miss Flo” you paused and smirked at the camera, knowing too well that fans would instantly catch the meaning behind that nickname “Was at a get together that was organized by Greta Gerwig for the 'Little Women' cast" you began telling the story "She was really nice and since I didn't know anyone else I kinda stayed glued to her the entire evening" you giggled before continuing "But after that we became the best of friends, basically, and she knows I love her to pieces" you smiled and the video moved to show your final question

"Would you star opposite to Harry Styles in a movie?"

"I mean, I don't know how convenient would mixing business with pleasure be, you know what they say about that" you smirked, aware fans would rewind and screen record your answer at least a hundred times "But I would love to do a project with him, I'm so proud of how much his acting career has evolved and It would mean the world to me to share the screen with him" your words were laced with adoration, meaning every single one of them "So who knows? Maybe you'll see us together in a horror slasher soon" you winked and giggled, hoping your answer was enough to make fans go crazy

"Thank you for watching me play 'Ask Me Anything', I'm YN and I hope you enjoy 'Fresh', now streamimg on Hulu" you said your goodbyes with a smile and waving your hand, wrapping up the video.

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[drunkjaked]

BIRTHDAY BOY ft lee heeseung

pairing: bf!hee x fem!reader

smut (mdni) + 2824 words

WARNINGS: alcohol consumption, tipsy hee and tipsy reader, sort of dom!hee i can’t really tell, mutual masturbation, slight overstim, reader is a good girl !!!, random mark lee (idk why this is a warning i adore him), ig also random kim chaewon and huh yunjin, i think that’s it ..

thank u so much to heeseung for being born today and giving me an excuse to write this fic thank you so so so much you are so selfless and do so much for me thank you happy birthday i love you #21 i hope you take a shot today you deserve it !!!

Heeseung watches you apply the last of your mascara in the mirror, sitting on the edge of Yunjin’s bed with his bottom lip pulled between his teeth – and now, finally happy enough with how your makeup (and outfit) came out, you take a step back to admire your reflection before turning to face the birthday boy. 

“Is it too late to cancel?” 

“You were totally pumped about the party, like, an hour ago.” You frown, linking your arms around his neck. 

His hand sits near the top of your thigh, toying with the hem of your dress. “That was before you put this on.” 

“I can take it off if you want.”

Heeseung’s eyes leave your tits with some reluctance, raising to meet your gaze. “Really?” He gasps, his voice thick with excitement. 

You copy his tone when you say, no. 

His lips quirk up into a small smile as he pulls you down onto his lap, a hand holding your neck as he leans in to kiss you. You taste the bitter remnants of a vodka shot on his tongue when it moves against yours, humming into his mouth when he tightens his hold on your neck. His other hand leaves your waist, finding the strap of your dress and tugging at it a little, pulling away just enough to say, please, against your lips. 

“Later, baby.” You tell him, leaning back a little to look at him, unable to hold in the little laugh that forces its way out at the way he’s frowning. “Have you always been so impatient?”

With his hand in yours, Heeseung lets you pull him down the stairs to the living room where Jay, Jake, and Sunghoon all stand by the speaker bickering with one another over which playlist to put on, and Yunjin lays on the couch napping resting her eyes before the party starts. 

Insisting that there’s better lighting in the hall, a now awake, Yunjin leads the way and can’t fight a smile at the sight of you and Heeseung together – not missing the chance to remind the two of you that you should be thankful to her. “If it wasn’t for me, I mean, you probably would have found each other anyway because you were both friends with Jay but I.. I di-” 

Heeseung cuts her off. “Just take the pictures.” A little smirk forms on his face as he places his hand over the curve of your ass, grabbing at it and angling your back a little more towards the camera for everyone to see.

“At least one good one, Hee, come on.” You groan, trying to move his hand. “We don’t have any nice pictures together.” 

“We have plenty of nice pictures together, we just took some last night.” 

A wave of heat rushes over you as you hide your face in his chest, the sounds of your friends chuckling at what he said from the living room only mortifying you further. His arm wraps around your shoulders as he presses a sweet kiss to the top of your head. “I’m sorry, baby.” He mumbles, fighting for his life trying to hold back his own laughter at your reaction. 

When you manage to recover, Heeseung lifts his hand to a respectful height on your waist, beaming at the camera like you’d asked him to, and he doesn’t even fuss when you and Yunjin pass the phone back and forth so you can have a look at the photos, scrolling through the ones already taken and deciding that the two of you should stand a tiny bit closer. 

Your boyfriend is gracious enough to grant you more than just one nice photo, and you can’t help but feel a little bit sick with love when you notice that in most of them, he’s smiling down at you. But of course, Heeseung being Heeseung, there’s no escaping the pictures he asks Yunjin to take with his hand on your ass. And your tits – though if you’d known this would be the last time he’d so much as look in your direction all night, you might’ve begged for more photos. 

Three rounds of rock, paper, scissors, and an almost inconsolable Jake later, Sunghoon’s phone plays On That Time throughout the house, and Kim Chaewon is pouring Grey Goose into your mouth straight from the bottle while Mark Lee films it with a blinding flash and a series of ayyys – you’re thankful when she decides it’s time for you to tap out, and you grin into the camera before the video ends. 

From across the room, you watch as Heeseung plays beer pong with a crowd of people - you recognise from around campus - cheering every time he sinks the ball. 

And you feel your eye twitch when the girl who sits behind you in your stats class whines about how she’s so bad, looking up at him and batting her lashes as she asks him to teach her. You let out a breath you didn’t even realise you were holding when he shakes his head. And you clench your jaw when he winks at her, just making out the way he says, I’ll go easy on you. 

Noticing your irritation, Mark drags you away from the scene of the crime, elbowing through the crowd in the living room to an empty corner. “You okay?” 

You shrug in response, not wanting to unload on a relatively new friend.

“He’s the man of the hour, it’ll die down soon and you guys can .. whatever, don’t worry about it.” He tells you, offering you his cup to take a sip from. 

Much to your disappointment, he was wrong, and the two of you danced around (perhaps a little closer than you should have been) for what felt like ten years (but was probably only an hour) before you excuse yourself to look for Yunjin. 

Desperate to catch your boyfriend’s attention, you ask her and Chaewon to help you find something else to wear. And even though it takes longer than expected, the two girls sit on the bed with their jaws on the floor at the sight of you in a purple set that she was yet to wear. 

“I don’t think you’ll be wearing that for very long when he sees you.” 

Unfortunately, being wrong seems to be the trend amongst your friends as Heeseung only looks at you for a split second before resuming the conversation he’s having on the couch with.. the girl from earlier. He doesn’t even acknowledge you when you sit in his lap, only wrapping his arm around your waist as he continues to talk about his major.

You shift a little in your seat, leaving a kiss on his neck before sucking the spot – an action that finally makes him talk to you. “Not now, YN.” He says, moving his neck away from you. This is enough to force you to blink away tears and you’re just thankful that Yunjin’s bedroom is empty when you go back up there. 

In an effort to make yourself feel better, as you sit on her bed with your knees to your chest, you tell yourself that you’re only crying because you’ve had a little to drink and not because your boyfriend hates you. Or is acting like he hates you. 

You don’t look up when you hear the door open and you thank whatever higher power will listen that whoever it was decided not to stay, quickly closing it again. Though the alone time doesn’t last as the door opens once again. 

“Baby?” Your boyfriend’s voice is soft when he speaks but you’re far too embarrassed to respond. “Hey, what’s the matter?” The door clicks shut behind him and you feel the bed dip next to you when he sits down, his arm wrapping around your shoulders. Heeseung doesn’t say anything for a while, humming a song that you like and using his thumb to rub circles on your arm. “Do you wanna talk about it or do you just wanna sit for a bit?” He eventually asks. 

When you look up at him his brows are furrowed and he watches you with wide eyes. “You left me alone all night.” You mumble. 

“You looked like you were in good hands with Mark earlier, I didn’t wanna interrupt.” Heeseung clears his throat a little before shifting in his seat, hating himself a little for the way his cock hardens at the sight of his crying girlfriend. “Come to think of it, the two of you looked pretty cosy in the living room.”

“I’m surprised you noticed.” 

Heeseung sighs, scratching at the back of his neck. “I’m here now, you’ve got me as long as you want me.” 

“I got changed and everything, Yunjin lended me this stupid outfit,” Which admittedly is very cute. “And you wouldn’t even look at me.” 

“Well, I had to punish you somehow.” 

“Punish me?”

He nods, fingers toying with the strap on your dress. “You used to be such a good girl for me, what happened?” 

“I still am.” 

“Would a good girl grind on another guy at the birthday party she threw for her boyfriend?”

“I didn’t grind on him.” 

He squints at you, and you’re certain he knows you didn’t. Because you didn’t. But the look on his face tells you otherwise, and you’re not sure what more you can say. “You were ignoring me.” You offer uselessly.

“You wanted attention so bad you used another guy to make me jealous,” he pauses. “On my birthday?” 

“I’m sorry.” You try, voice coming out in a pathetic murmur as you wipe a tear from your cheek with the back of your hand. 

Heeseung tuts, pulling you onto his lap. “Not gonna cut it, princess.” His hand slips under your skirt, resting at the top of your thigh. “When did you take your panties off?”

“When I got changed.”

“Hmm.” He nods. “For Mark?” 

“For you.” You refrain from rolling your eyes at him, desperate to stay in his good books. “You know that.” 

He smiles as he echoes you. “I know that.” A grin splitting across his lips at the way you practically gasp when his fingers ghost over your pussy, dragging your wetness towards your clit. And despite how good it feels, you shake your head. 

“Wanna make you feel good.”

“Yeah?” 

You grab his wrist, pulling his hand away from your legs and bring it to your face instead, nodding as you pull his thumb between your lips.

He helps you undo his fly and can’t help but chuckle at the way you grin when you move his underwear and his cock slaps his stomach. Eyes locked on your hand as you wrap your fingers around it, thick and hard, his slit oozing precum already – your thumb touching him as if drawn by a magnet, spreading it around his tip before stroking him gently

“Spit on it.” He mumbles, groaning a little when you do, watching as it slips down his skin, over his veins and pooling at his base. It’s slick in your hand as you make sure to cover the whole thing, wrapping your hand around it once again, grip tighter than before as you jerk him off near his head just the way he likes, more than pleased with yourself at the loud moan he lets out.

He can’t draw his eyes away from the sight, from the way the sheer size of his shaft makes your hand look so small around him. The knot forming in his stomach causes his nose to scrunch up and his pretty lips move to utter a curse. “Such a good girl.” His voice comes out in a whisper and his eyes snap to look up at you, your hole clenching around nothing under his gaze.

If Heeseung could manage to stay still, the eye contact might’ve intimidated you a little – but his hips keep bucking up into your fist as he loses composure, a sight that leaves your cunt leaking. A sight that leaves you so wet that when he reaches between your thighs his ring finger slips in with no resistance, a shuddered breath falling from your lips as your grip on him falters slightly. 

It stings a little when he adds his middle finger, his thick digits stretching you out as he curls them towards your belly button. His eyes are lidded as he looks down at the sight before him and it’s a little hard to concentrate on anything other than the way his Adam’s apple bobs in his throat. 

“Did I tell you to stop?” 

You mumble an apology around his thumb as you continue your movements, a whine falling from your lips at the feeling of him grazing your walls, a moan coming out when he presses on your clit with his thumb. He takes his thumb from your mouth and puts his hand on your waist to keep you steady as you squirm in his lap, your eyes screwing shut when the tip of his finger brushes against your g-spot. 

The look on your face is mesmerising and he feels his tummy flutter as he watches you, the way your jaw falls slack and your hand comes up to grab at his shoulder and–fuck, he’s so lucky to have you like this. To have you at all.

He can tell you’re close from the way your hand loosens on his cock and your strokes lose their rhythm, sporadic now, almost as if you have to remind yourself to do it. That and the way that the only word you can get to leave your mouth is his name – which he’d never complain about. If anything the whole thing only brings him closer too, his thighs tensing under you and his stomach contracting beneath his shirt. 

The knot in your stomach is unbearably tight as you claw at his back, your hips stuttering while you ride his fingers, and your mind too hazy to process the fact that you’re cumming until Heeseung brings his coated fingers to your mouth, biting on his lip as you suck them clean. 

“Beautiful.” He mumbles, sucking a breath through his teeth when you start stroking him again, obviously a little tired now given how slowly you move your hand, chest rising dramatically as you huff to catch your breath. 

“Sorry about the mess.” You whisper when you look down, a part of his black pants now sticky and wet with your arousal. 

There’s a pretty smile on his face when you look back at him, shrugging a little as he says, you know I like it. And he smiles even wider at the way you cover your face, embarrassed. “You’re so cute, baby.” He chuckles, stopping short when you swipe his tip with your thumb again. 

His hand is so much bigger than yours when he covers it, helping you finish him off, writhing under you as you wrap your other hand around his base, covering the whole thing. With a couple more tugs at his shaft and a cry of your name, his head falls forward and his cock twitches in your hold when he cums, white and hot between your spread legs.

Your body jerks a little at the feeli—Shit, you gasp as some of it spills into your clenching hole, and he can’t tear his eyes away from it, so pretty, so messy, all because of him. A shiver creeps up your spine when he pulls you closer, the head of his cock grazing your cunt, spreading the mess all over you. 

Heeseung can’t help the soft sigh that slips past his lips as he pushes into you, still so tight he can barely get his tip inside, but you’re so hot, so wet. And with no time to recover from your orgasm you collapse into him, your head falling into the crook of his neck. “Too much.” You whimper into his skin. 

He presses a soft kiss to the top of your head, his arms coming around you to hold your body in place. “Be a good girl and take it.” He mumbles, moaning as he fills you all the way to the hilt, grinning at the way you shiver and grind down on him.

His hips rock against yours as slow as he can manage, he’s never taken you like this, never used his cock to fuck his cum into you, and he feels like a fool now that he knows how good it feels. 

“Hee, please, too much.” You cry out, halting your movements and nestling your face in his neck. 

And he almost feels glad when he hears you say it, feeling overwhelmed himself. “I know, baby,” he speaks into your hair, leaving a kiss. “I know. Let’s just stay like this for a bit, hmm?”

Letting out a yawn, you nod your head. “Happy birthday, baby.”

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thank u sm for reading, i hope u enjoyed ,,, feel free to lmk ur thoughts 💕💕💕 appreciate it :)))

one time for the birthday bitch love u my darling hee !

[howlinchickhowl]

It's coffeeshop day! I couldn't possibly miss coffeeshop day. I want you to know I am absolutely working on the next full chapter of Ristretto, but for today's a.u.gust prompt I thought it would be fun to do a little switcheroo, so here is a little Ristretto Mickey POV for while you wait. @gallavichthings as always, thank you :)

edited to add a link for Ristretto, if you have no idea what I'm talking about, this is my coffeeshop au I am already writing! So if you like this little sojourn, you can go read that as well.

Thank you for the extra foam eleven - coffeeshop

Fucking Iggy. Mickey thinks to himself as he barrels down the street, uncaring about the slow moving pedestrians he bumps on the way. Stupid fucking idiot.

They talked about this shit. Last week they talked about this shit. Him and Ig and Mandy they’d sat down at the shitty kitchen table they’d rescued from a dumpster and talked about how things were gonna be. They’d laid it all out, they’d all agreed, they were done with it, the life they’d been raised to lead, drugs and guns and fights and prison and parole and dying shitty violent deaths at the hand of shitty violent assholes who claimed they were your friends.

They were done with it. All three of them. Colin too when he gets out of jail if he wants. They were supposed to be going straight. So why the fuck was he now spending his afternoon scrambling around everywhere he can think of to put together fucking bail money? Because Iggy was a stupid fucking idiot. That much has always been true and Mickey was just as much of an idiot to think that that might have changed.

He’s been to Sandy’s and hit up his buddy Greg at the home, but he’s still a hundred and fifty bucks short and Mandy’s not answering her phone, so now he’s about to do something he and Iggy both had been expressly forbidden to do and visit her at work.

He’s so worked up he pushes the door so hard that it almost bounces off its hinges, and he locks eyes with Mandy almost immediately. Her face is like thunder and she storms over to him like she’s about to pitch a fit. Well she’s not the only fucking one.

“What?” She demands when she reaches him, not quite a whisper but definitely not the volume that he knows she’d be using if they weren’t at her job right now. She looks back over her shoulder at her co-worker, a tall red-head who is clearly watching them and clearly trying not to look like he’s watching them. Mandy grabs him and shoves him out of the way of the door, a little further from the counter, and he gets that she’s not happy to see him but none of this is his fucking fault and he doesn’t appreciate being manhandled.

“You’re not supposed to come here.” She says through gritted teeth, like he doesn’t already know she doesn’t want their family anywhere near her first real on the level employment.

“Yeah no shit Mandy, I look like I wanna be here? Answer your fuckin’ phone in future.”

“I’m not supposed to have my phone out here shitbrain, what the fuck is so important?”

They’ve gotten a bit louder, the heat of their words burning away at their control, but shooting a look back towards the counter he makes a conscious effort to lower his voice again. He’s got to be here but he doesn’t have to let everyone know they got jailbirds in the family.

“Iggy got himself a fuckin’ assault charge and I ain’t got enough for bail.”

“What the fuck Mick?!” Mandy casts furtive glances all around her and leans in closer to him, “Who’d he assault?”

“I don’t fuckin’ know, just some bar fight or somethin’, it’s not serious, but because of his record and his last name they’re holdin’ him.”

“Fucking assholes. How much you need?”

It’s a lot, and he hates that he couldn’t put it together. A year ago, he could’ve, easy. That’s barely a morning’s worth of hand-jobs at the rub and tug and even without the actual jobs he could’ve just asked Sasha for a quick loan. Now they’ve gone straight it’s a lot harder to find any serious amount of ready money. He winces.

“Another one-fifty-two.”

“What am I, a stripper? I don’t carry that much cash Mickey!”

“I don’t know what you do, just give me whatever you’ve got and don’t be a fucking bitch about it alright? This is ruining my day just as much as it is yours.”

She heaves a huge great sigh and stomps off behind the counter into whatever staff room they have back there and Mickey is just stood there like a spare prick at a picnic waiting for her to come back.

He locks eyes with the redhead, who is watching him anxiously from his spot behind the counter. Mickey’s not stupid, he knows what people’s first impression of him usually is, he worked hard for that first impression when he was growing up, doing his best to intimidate anyone he ever came into contact with.

It bothers him sometimes, that he worked so hard on it that now he freaks people out without even trying, but today he’s got other shit on his mind and he doesn’t much care if some guy Mandy shills coffee with thinks he’s bad news. He crosses his arms across his chest and stares the guy down, daring him to say something, knowing that he never will.

He’s kind of hot, Mickey realizes while he’s standing there, even if he is a pussy. There’s the hair, for one thing, Mickey’s always kind of had a thing for a redhead, plus he’s built, in a lean kind of way, and his face is like, not unpleasant to look at. And because he learned growing up that if you find something pleasant to look at you shouldn’t look at it for too long, he cuts eye contact and looks away.

Mandy marches back out into the store with a wad of cash and her ratty Sun Times tote bag that she shoves in his hands with a pissed off,

“There.”

The cash he gets, he’s grateful for, it looks like maybe sixty bucks,  the tote bag though, he doesn’t know what to do with. He shakes it at her for emphasis.

“What’s this for?”

“My card wallet is in there, get whatever cash there is out of the ATM, I don’t even know what I’ve got in there right now. And there’s a MAC palette I’m selling to Scheana, you know Scheana with the pinkeye?” Yeah, he fuckin’ knows Scheana, dirty fuckin’ skank always trying to come on to him and eating all his pizza rolls.  “She lives on Harper, you’ll get forty for that.”

“The fuck’s a MAC palette?”

“It’s fucking eyeshadow dickwad.”

She shoves him, hard in the shoulder, and he stumbles, resents the fuck out of his whole family.

“Take it easy bitchface, I don’t fuckin’ know!”

“Just get out of here, and tell Iggy I’m gonna kick his ass when I see him.”

She’s gone already, heading back to the counter, not even looking at him when he says,

“Yeah yeah, later.”

And he’s gone, out the door and on his way to the ATM, cursing the day any of his siblings were born, and already trying not to think too hard about dark freckles on pale skin and a head of shocking red hair.

He lasts three weeks.

It’s into October when he finally caves and engineers his route to work to take him past Tamp & Grind. And, well, his sister is working, it would be weird not to stop in and say hey, or whatever.

It’s stupid, he’s aware. He’s only seen the guy once, doesn’t even know if he’s gay, doesn’t even know if he’s working. Plus Mandy will probably tear him a new one when she gets home later. All very real and good reasons not to go there.

And yet.

He shoulders open the door, it’s warm inside, the air smells sweet and rich, he’d been in such a frenzy last time he was here he hadn’t really noticed anything about it. Apart from Ian.

That’s his name, Ian. Mandy’s co-worker who has been occupying most of Mickey’s idle thoughts for the last few weeks. He’s tried, surreptitiously, to learn anything about him from Mandy when they’ve both been home at the same time. According to Mandy he’s ‘cool’ and ‘funny’ and ‘doesn’t suck ass’ like some of her other co-workers. She’s not exactly easy to get information out of but he knows she likes coming to work more on days when Ian will be there, so when she breezed out the door this afternoon with half a smile on her face he’d taken a chance on it being a day Ian was working too.

He was right. Mandy is sat up on one of the counters, can’t be fucking sanitary, and Ian is stood just by her, messing with something under the counter.

“Could I be a sexy latte?” He hears Mandy ask, smiling over at Ian, and what a weird and disturbing image.

“What the fuck?” Mickey finds himself asking, getting the attention of the two of them and oh. He’d kind of convinced himself the last couple of weeks that his brain had amplified how good looking Ian was, that he was actually just a regular looking guy and it was just the fantasy of him that Mickey was powerlessly focused on. Boy had he been wrong.

If anything he’s more good looking than Mickey remembers, sculpted face and long lashes and deep green eyes the shade of pondweed, but in like a hot way. Shit.

“What are you doing here?” Mandy asks like he’s a fucking bug she flicked off of her windscreen this morning come back for a second go.

“Was in the neighborhood.” It’s not a good answer, suspicious as fuck, really. Mandy scrunches her nose up at him and raises one eyebrow.

“Why?” She asks. He can’t think of a single good reason.

“None o’your fuckin’ business, that’s why.”

She rings him through a coffee and they bicker back and forth about the price for a minute or two, four bucks for a black coffee seems like daylight fucking robbery to him, maybe they should open a fucking coffee shop, seems like that’s where all the money is these days. Fuck the coke, give ‘em caffeine.

He looks around the shop a little while he waits for his drink, reading the flyers stuck up on the noticeboard, fiddling with the little packets of Splenda and wooden stirrers and shit, all while chancing little glimpses of Ian behind the espresso machine. Not too obvious. Mandy already knows something’s up, she’s not giving him enough shit about being here, she’s definitely gonna get into him later, so he’s not trying to hide his interest from her, exactly. But he doesn’t want to let onto Ian just now, doesn’t want to make the guy uncomfortable if he’s not gay, or if he’s just not into Mickey. He’s shooting his own discreet glances Mickey’s way though so he feels like maybe it’s not a totally one-sided thing.

Mandy calls him over when his drink’s ready and he takes a sip right when he grabs it, suddenly itching for something to do, some purpose after he’s been stood around for five minutes just waiting. They’ve given him a fucking hazelnut latte.

Sometimes he can’t fucking stand his sister.

He always orders black coffee. Everywhere he goes, black coffee. Sure he’s got a bit of a thing for sugar, who in the world doesn’t like something sweet? And when Mandy shows up sometimes with some sort of flavored monstrosity he’ll take a sip or two, it’s no big deal. But now she’s made it seem to Ian like he’s some sort of pussy who not only likes caffeinated syrup drinks like a fourteen year old girl, but also is too much of a pussy to admit he likes them.

She’s a fucking bitch, and he tells her as much, and Ian. Well. Ian doesn’t like that.

Mandy’s probably been called a bitch a thousand times in her life, and no one has ever jumped to her defense before now. But Ian, fucking, knight in shining green apron is right there, hand on Mandy’s back, telling Mickey not to talk to her that way, and what the fuck? Mandy gives as good as she gets and if Ian hasn’t learned that yet he will, and probably soon.

It’s not not hot, him squaring up to Mickey, though the fact that it’s over Mandy’s honor gives him some pause for thought, makes him wonder if he’s got it wrong, if Ian’s actually into Mandy, actually not interested in Mickey at all, actually just a straight guy who Mickey’s been projecting onto. But when he licks his lips and calls him tough guy he can see Ian’s eyes flicker like it did something for him.

He takes off with his sugary drink and spends the rest of his walk to work trying to figure out what exactly is the deal with Ian, and when’s the next time he can go back. Preferably on a day when Mandy isn’t working.

[freeuselandonorris]

just fully lost my mind and spend an hour making a nortrell playlist and it's bleak

dorian electra - touch grass they told me, “touch grass outside” told ‘em, “ratio, go cry”

lcd soundsystem - i used to you led me far away and let me go

sneaker pimps - sick i’ll play your games, learn to get on with your backward fans stick my body in the sun and help to get rid of the white tan and maybe then you wouldn’t get so sick of me

charli xcx - hot girl (bodies bodies bodies) i travel ‘round the globe paris fashion week and i’m in the front row but i’m going skiing even when the slopes are closed cos i’m so hot with snow up my nose

drake ft. SZA& sexxy red - rich baby daddy real bitch held me down ‘fore i had a name

soulwax - do you want to get into trouble? is it always on time? is it always on? is it not what you want? does it make you come? do you want it tonight? do you want it all? does it make you feel sad? does it turn you on?

RÜFÜS DU SOL - on my knees (adriatique remix) looks like there’s rain up ahead like there’s a crack in the heavens feels like my day could be turning like i can tell that my luck’s gonna change

drake - sticky when everything is put to rest and everybody takes a breath and everything gets addressed it’s you alone with your regrets all that pumpin’ up your chest all that talk about the best you know how sticky it gets

charli xcx - good ones don’t want the kisses unless they’re bitter i’m hooked on touches that leave me weaker i swear that i love nothing more than broke i always let the good ones go

lynks - NEW BOYFRIEND we said we were gonna be friends sing it with me: friends don’t give each other head!

st vincent - los ageless how can anybody have you and lose you and not lose their mind too?

run the jewels - job well done so i think we’ve burned our bridges, but it’s difficult to tell i’ve been walking through the ashes, saying “didn’t we do well?”

self esteem - how can i help you? how can i help you feel better about you? how can i help you do what it is that you always hoped you could set out to prove?

radiohead - ful stop why should i be good if you’re not? / the truth will mess you up

not linking to my spotify here bc it's linked to my name/photo but msg me if you want it ig?

[all-the-things-2020]

Deeds Not Less Valiant - Chapter Six

Pairing: Din Djarin x OFC (Tala Pavan)

Rating: PG

Summary: Din and Tala attend a soirée at Greef’s palace.

Word count: 3800+

Notes: Slowly but surely, these two are realizing they have feelings for each other. Din is awkward but he tries. Grogu gets to hang out with IG-11.

It was two weeks before Din and Grogu got back to Tala’s place. First came a call from Carson Teva asking for help tracking down a former Imperial officer who had “disappeared” from his post on Dantooine after completing rehabilitation. Din found him in the Hada Spaceport on Vina where he was helping former Imperials infiltrate a variety of New Republic locations by forging IDs and credentials. After delivering him to Teva, they were on their way back to Nevarro when a random encounter with a small pirate craft resulted in some minor damage to the Krayt that required a detour to Tatooine to visit Peli’s maintenance facility. This led to an invitation from Boba Fett to join him at a meeting to remind the Hutts that he was — and would remain — the daimyo of Mos Espa. By the time they returned to Nevarro, it was long past Benduday.

“It’s fine,” Tala had said when Din commed her from Tattooine. It was voice-only, not holographic, so he had only her tone to judge by, but she seemed to understand. “You have to work. I’ll see you next week.”

“Do you really think she’s okay?,” he asked Grogu when the comm link ended.

“Ya.” 

“Are you sure?”

“Ya,” Grogu said firmly, reaching over from the co-pilot’s seat to pat Din’s arm. 

It helped, but the idea that Tala might be upset still nagged at him like a sore tooth. Objectively, he knew he couldn’t do anything about it, at least until they got back to Nevarro, but that didn’t stop him from worrying. He didn’t want to lose this friendship, or whatever it was. Tala had become too important to him.

When he dropped Grogu off, he noticed that Tala was wearing a new shirt. It was a very flattering shade of blue and had embroidered details along the hem and neckline. She also had her hair done in a loose braid that flowed softly but neatly along the left side of her neck. 

She smiled at him and Din felt the knot of uneasiness inside of him loosen a little. Grogu squirmed out of his carry bag and bounced into Tala’s arms, babbling away. “Sorry we missed last week,” Din said. “I’m sure Grogu is already telling you all about it.”

“He is,” she said. “And you’d better get to your meeting. There will be plenty of time to chat afterward.”

Din nodded. “Yes. And … I like your new shirt.”

As he walked away from Tala’s door, he shook his head. I like your shirt? Maybe he was in over his head. Maybe he should talk to Greef.

************************************

“You seem distracted, Mando,” Greef said after he’d gone over the minor points of business that made up their weekly “briefing.” It really wasn’t necessary but it was an excuse for Greef to sit back and enjoy the company of a friend who wasn’t on the take. The moment he’d taken on the mantle of High Magistrate, folks had started coming out of the woodwork, asking for favors and offering their services (at a good price). Mando wasn’t like that. He was willing to help if Greef needed it but never asked for anything in return. Which was why Greef wanted to keep him around. It was good to have an ally who was simply that: an ally.

Mando sat back in his chair. “I am … having some personal difficulties,” he said slowly. 

“What’s her name?”

Mando’s helmet swiveled in surprise. “How …?”

Greef laughed. “It’s always a woman,” he said. “Or a man, as the case may be. Look, friend, I know you are a great warrior and an excellent tactician but the battlefield of the heart is something else entirely. You can’t rely on blasters or flamethrowers and fancy armor to protect you. So tell me … who is she and what’s the problem?”

“Her name is Tala,” Mando said. “She watches Grogu for me. She can talk to him telepathically, but I don’t know how to talk to her. We talk about Grogu, of course, that’s easy. But … for example, today she was wearing a new shirt. And her hair was different. So I said ‘I like your shirt.’” He shook his head. “I felt like an idiot. I’m not even sure I want to be more than friends with her, but I do know that ‘I like your shirt’ isn’t the right thing to say.”

Greef leaned back. “Women like to be appreciated,” he said. “So do men, of course, but women more so. Compliments will go a long way and they don’t have to be extravagant. Next time, say something about the shirt. Maybe how the color brings out her eyes. Notice the little details. And bring her a small gift. Nothing fancy. Just a little something: a food she’s mentioned she likes, an accessory in a color she wears often, anything that you can say ‘I saw this and thought of you’.”

He could tell the gears were working inside Mando’s helmet. This was an entirely new side of him and Greef was amused by it. He’d thought perhaps there was something between Mando and that Bo-Katan woman, but clearly he’d been wrong. Who would have thought Mando was the type to fall for the babysitter? 

“Look, I’m having a little gathering this week, to welcome the delegation from Drosi. They just might sign a trade agreement and I want to show them that Nevarro isn’t some backwater skug hole. Why don’t you bring your lady friend? I’ll see if IG-11 can watch the kid.”

“I’m not much for parties,” Mando said.

“It’s a work function,” Greef said. “We need to show these folks that we are a respectable community where they can do business without worrying about the more sordid element.”

Mando tipped his head to the side. “Like bounty hunters?”

Greef held up his hands. “You’re legit now, working for the New Republic and the government of Mandalore. We just won’t mention your ties to Boba Fett. Come on, Mando, you help me out by shmoozing with the Drosi delegation a little, and I’ll help you out with your lady. Deal?”

Mando sat very still for a moment. “Deal,” he said.

********************************************

“Did you have a good meeting with the High Magistrate?” Din seemed slightly off balance when he returned. Tala hoped nothing was wrong.

“Yes,” he replied. “We, um, discussed an upcoming event. A … cocktail party for the Drosi delegation.”

Grogu’s ears pricked up and Tala suppressed a smile. “That doesn’t sound like your kind of thing, if you don’t mind me saying so.”

“It’s not,” Din said. “I’m … not comfortable in social situations like that. Which is why … well, I thought, maybe … if you’re available …”

“Yes, I can watch Grogu,” she said. “You don’t need to be keeping track of him and worrying about making a good impression.”

“No, I meant … would you go with me? IG-11 can watch Grogu while we’re at the party and I’d … I’d be more comfortable if I had someone with me that I know and trust. Greef will be busy and …”

“I’d love to go,” she said. Din was adorably awkward but she felt she had to put him out of his misery quickly. “I don’t have much of a social life here on Nevarro, mostly just work and Neeli and you two. I don’t go out much. Which is fine, but …” Now who’s rambling awkwardly?

“Good,” Din said. “I mean, good that you’ll go, not good that you don’t have a social life … I don’t have one either.”

Grogu had been watching the conversation, his head swiveling back and forth like a spectator at a flimball match. :I like IG-11. Maybe we can ride a speeder bike!:

“Grogu likes the idea,” Tala said. “He likes IG-11 and wants to ride a speeder bike.”

Din tilted his head. “No speeder bikes,” he said firmly. “You’ll stay in Greef’s palace the whole time.” Grogu’s ears drooped. “But maybe we can take a bike out later in the week.” 

:Yes! I like to go fast.: The ears went back up.

“So, when is this party and what should I wear?”

Even with the helmet on, Tala could tell Din wore the same expression as a womp rat caught in the headlights of a speeder. “Um, I didn’t ask about a dress code,” he stammered. 

Tala ran her eyes up and down his armor. “Obviously it doesn’t apply to you,” she said. “I know what you’ll be wearing. But I need to know if I have to buy a new dress.”

Din’s hand clenched and unclenched. “I — I don’t know,” he said, miserably.

Tala laid her hand on his arm. “It’s okay,” she said. “I’ll wear my green dress. It’s nice enough to pass for formal wear but not too fancy, in case the vibe is more informal. Besides, no one will be looking at me if you’re next to me in that shiny armor.” She smiled at him and she felt him relax a bit, the tension in his muscles uncoiling beneath her hand. 

“Thank you,” he said quietly. “I’m not good at all this.”

“You’re doing fine,” she assured him. 

“Ya,” said Grogu. :Dad says he doesn’t like people but he does:

:I understand. People are tricky sometimes. Unless you know them and like them:

:Dad likes you. I’m not supposed to tell you.:

:I like him, too.: 

There was something about Din that appealed to her. She hadn’t felt this way about anyone since Rix, and she wasn’t sure if she was ready to go down that road again, but dank farrik, she liked him. Even if they were destined to just remain friends, she was going to see it through. 

******************************************************

The High Magistrate’s palace was the largest building in town. Tala had seen it many times but had never set foot inside. As she walked beside Din, Grogu informed her of everything they passed along the way, gesturing from his carry bag. :That’s the school. I had cookies there! Greef lives in the big place. He has a spinny chair. And snacks on the desk. Once, the little guys were trying to fix IG-11 and his head wasn’t working and they made it so I could drive him and I could say YES and NO in a big voice.:

“Grogu has a lot of good memories in this town,” she said. Din’s step slowed a bit. 

“I’m glad of that,” he said. “I hope they outweigh the bad ones.”

Grogu’s ears drooped. :I don’t like to think about the Bad Men. There was a fire. And Dad got hurt. But IG made him better. Before he blew up.:

“We’ll make some more good memories tonight,” Tala said. “You’ll have to tell us all about what you and IG-11 get up to, and we’ll tell you about all the people at the party.”

Grogu’s ears rose a bit. :And save me some snacks?:

“Definitely save you some snacks,” Tala laughed, patting her bag. It was a slim crossbody but surprisingly capacious. Perhaps not exactly appropriate for a cocktail party, but she had promised Grogu she would get him some samples of the food, once he’d realized he was not going to have access to all the snacks at the party.

They arrived at the doors and were greeted by a protocol droid. “Welcome, Master Djarin,” it said. “IG-11 is waiting in the guard room to take charge of Master Grogu. And then you and your guest can proceed upstairs to the ballroom.”

“Thank you,” Din said. He turned down a narrow hallway and tapped the lock pad of the first door on the right. It slid open to reveal Marshall IG-11, a repurposed assassin droid who Tala had seen patrolling the town many times, but had never met.

“Good evening,” IG said. Grogu scrambled out of his bag and jumped into IG’s hands. “You seem to have grown a bit, Grogu. I detect slightly more weight.”

“That’s because he eats like a bantha,” Din said. He handed IG a pouch. “Here are some snacks in case he decides he’s starving, but he’s had his dinner already, so he should be fine.” He tilted his head at Grogu. “Listen to IG and behave yourself. Tala and I will be back down in a couple of hours.”

“Ya,” Grogu nodded. 

“Enjoy your evening,” IG said. “Grogu is in good hands.”

“Bye!” Grogu said, waving his hand.

Tala and Din looked at each other. 

“Did he …?” 

“Yeah.”

*********************************************

The ballroom was brightly lit and Din adjusted the filter on his helmet. Poor Tala could only squint as her eyes adjusted to the glare. 

“Mando!” Greef came sweeping across the room, his red robes trailing majestically behind him, arms wide. “And this must be Tala.” He took Tala’s hand and bowed over it, kissing the back lightly. “I’ve heard so much about you. You look lovely, my dear.”

It was true. When she’d opened her door, Din had been at a loss for words. Her green dress was simple but elegant, and fitted her very, very well. He’d had some thoughts that were not exactly appropriate to have about a friend. And her hair … she usually kept it braided or tied back, but tonight it fell in loose waves around her face. 

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, High Magistrate.”

“Please, call me Greef. Any friend of Mando’s is a friend of mine.”

Din knew he should say something, but his mouth wouldn’t work. Tala was so pretty, and Greef was so charming … what could he add to the conversation? Nothing. 

Tala smiled at Greef. “It’s good to have friends in high places.”

“Oh, Mando only moves in the highest circles,” Greef said. “New Republic officers, queen of Mandalore … me.”

“Lady Bo-Katan isn’t our queen,” Din blurted out. “She’s the leader of our people, but …” Greef gave a little shake of his head and a look that clearly said Shut Up, Mando.

“I’m sorry, we’re not here to talk about Mandalore. We’re here to support Greef and the future of Nevarro.”

“Well said, my friend,” Greef said, clapping him on the back. Din hated when people did that, but he’d learned to tolerate it from Greef, who was as demonstrative as Din was reserved. “And on that note, I should continue to mingle. Please, enjoy yourselves!”

“He seems nice,” Tala said after Greef had moved on. “A bit over the top, but I suppose you have to be if you’re in politics.” She tucked her arm in the crook of his elbow. “Well, shall we make the rounds?” 

All Din could do was nod.

**********************************************************

Tala could feel the smile plastered on her face starting to crack. The party was one of those smile-and-nod affairs, where she didn’t know anyone but needed to look happy to be there. She was the ornament dangling off the arm of the person who needed to be there, a position she was familiar with after all those faculty soirées she’d gone to with Rix. Only this time, she didn’t feel superfluous. Din needed her, to help him over the awkward moments when someone said it was rude of him not to remove his helmet; when a pompous Drosi man wondered aloud why the High Magistrate’s bodyguard was allowed to act like a guest; when a dubious comment about Mandalore made Din involuntarily reach for his blaster.

“I hate this,” he muttered when Tala steered him toward the edge of the ballroom. 

“I know,” she said. “But it’s for Greef, and Nevarro. Just keep telling yourself that.”

“They’re rude,” Din said. “Three different men have leered at you, that one woman said your dress was ‘quaint’ and every single one of them has been laughing at Greef behind his back.”

“I’m sure Greef knows it,” she said. “He’s played this game before.”

“So have you,” Din said. “I’m impressed.”

“I used to have to go to things like this a lot,” she said. “Remember I told you I knew a linguist? He was a student at the university on my planet. He wanted to work there after he completed his degrees, so he went to a lot of parties and mixers. Boring as hell, but he needed to do it, and I learned how to make small talk and look pretty and inoffensive so he could shine.”

“You deserved better than that,” Din said. 

Tala shrugged. “I didn’t mind. Rix knew it was all a load of bantha crap, and we made fun of everyone on our way home. It was a part we both had to play. He was the brilliant young scholar, I was the pretty young thing who was awed by the intellectuals around me … he knew I was just as smart as any of them.” She smiled a little. Rix had been a good guy. He hadn’t deserved what he’d gotten.

Din laid his hand on her arm. “You miss him,” he said softly.

“I miss a lot of people.” She shook her head to rid it of the past. “Like Grogu. Do you think we’ve been here long enough?”

“Definitely,” Din said. He scanned the room. “It looks like Greef is unoccupied at the moment. Let’s say our goodbyes.”

********************************************

I am never attending one of these again, Din thought as they left the ballroom. It had been nice at first, to have Tala on his arm, a comforting presence by his side. After the first few conversations, though, he wanted to scream. Mandalorians were so much more straightforward. If you disagreed with someone, you told them. You argued, you fought, and then it was over. Or not. But it wasn’t disguised behind fake smiles and backhanded compliments. There were no whispers and judgmental looks. Of course, there was always the risk of bloodshed, but physical wounds healed a lot faster than emotional ones, Din had learned.

“That was fun,” Tala said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

“No, it wasn’t,” Din. “I’m sorry I asked you to go. You could have had a much more pleasant evening at home with Neeli.”

“I’m not sorry. It was good to spend some time with you in another setting. I’m very fond of Grogu, but grown-up time is nice.” She leaned into him a little more than was necessary. 

“Yes, grown-up time is nice.” He wracked his brain for something clever to say, but her proximity was distracting. “We should do this more often. I mean, not this exactly but … grown-up time.”

“I’d like that,” Tala said. “I’d like to get to know you better, Din. Not just as Grogu’s dad.” He was starting to wonder how strong the punch had been. Tala had only had one cup but she was …

“You’re supposed to flirt back, you know,” she said with a little laugh. “Stars, I know I’m rusty at this, but you’re in need of a full oil bath.”

“I’m not good at droid jokes,” Din replied. “Or flirting. It’s … not in my programming.”

Tala laughed for real. “And you said you weren’t good at droid jokes.” She cocked her head to the side and smiled up at him. “I’ll bet you’re good at flirting, too, if you give yourself the chance.”

“I’ll need to practice. A lot.”

“Fortunately, I’m patient.”

They had reached the guard room and the conversation ended when Grogu tumbled out of the door. “Da! Ta!”

“Hey, kiddo, did you have fun?” Din scooped him up in his arms.

“Ya!” 

“He consumed all the snacks and we played X-Wing Fighter until he regurgitated the snacks,” IG-11 said. 

“Then it’s a good thing I swiped some goodies from the party,” Tala said, patting her bag. “You and your dad can share them when you get home. I felt guilty eating in front of him, but I had to taste test everything.” She winked at Grogu, who giggled. Din smiled. It felt good when people were kind to Grogu. And it felt even better when Grogu responded to their kindness. There had been a time when the child was reserved and hesitant; it made Din’s heart swell with pride to see how far Grogu had come in the time they’d been together.

“Sorry about the mess,” Din said to IG-11. “I should have warned you he can get motion sick if he’s eaten too much.”

“I will be better prepared next time,” the droid said. “At the very least, I will put down a tarp.” His head swiveled toward a damp patch of floor that had been recently mopped. 

Grogu hiccuped, then yawned.

“Let’s get you home to bed, kiddo,” Din said. 

****************************************

Grogu was dozing off by the time they reached Tala’s place. “I’d ask you in but …”

Din nodded. “It’s past his bedtime,” he said softly. “Thank you again for coming with me. Next time we’ll do something more enjoyable.”

Tala leaned against the wall. “Tonight was enjoyable,” she said. “Because I was with you.” She slipped the bag off her shoulder. “Here. You can bring the bag back later. Enjoy the food. Have a little party of your own with Grogu.”

As Din reached out for the bag with his free hand, she couldn’t resist letting her fingers linger on his. Even through the leather gloves, she could feel his warmth and strength. Slow down, Tala. He’s going to take a lot longer to get there than you are. Don’t push him.

“Th-thank you,” Din said. “For everything. And we’ll see you on Benduday.”

“Good night, Din. Good night, Grogu.” She touched the child lightly on the head and he snuggled a bit closer to Din. 

“Good night,” Din said. There was a hint of wistfulness in his voice. He’s lonely, she realized. He had Grogu but otherwise, he was alone, the only Mandlalorian on the planet, trapped behind the walls of his armor and his Creed. Whoa, that punch must have been strong. Or maybe her abilities were growing stronger from being around Grogu. Some folks in her home valley were empaths as well as telepaths, able to sense the emotions of others, even if they weren’t Force-sensitive. 

She laid her hand on Din’s arm before he turned away. “You don’t have to wait until Benduday to stop by,” she said. “You’re both welcome any time.”

Din covered her hand briefly with his. “I know,” he said. 

Tala watched him walk away, her bag swinging from his shoulder and Grogu nestled in the crook of his arm. Then she took a deep breath and went inside, where Neeli demanded a treat and some pets. “Am I making a mistake?” The tooka purred and flicked an ear in her direction. “I don’t want to get hurt again. But I sense something in him. He’s worth it, don’t you think?”

Neeli slowly blinked her golden eyes. “I’ll take that as a yes,” Tala said.

[mafaldaknows]

Surprise surprise, gaslighting anons as usual by pretending nothing is happening in the Fandom. I'm sure by now you've figured out reddit, or someone has sent you the screen shots. Enjoy the ship, it truly is just a fantasy.

Hello, Anon:

I appreciate you vote of confidence, and indeed I did. This is what I found that relates to your anonymous comment:

That’s it. One comment in that Reddit link sent to me and to others by a previous anon, that says:

“It seems that they have gotten back together.”

There is also no verifiable evidence that she “supported” him through rehab. If there is, kindly please send DM a link directing me to that evidence so I can update this response to you.

They share two children together so I’m not exactly sure how they’re expected to co-parent without sometimes being seen together, perhaps even traveling together as a family with two young children. They may be in the process of a divorce, but they will always be a family, for better or worse.

“It seems” sounds less like confirmation and more like agitation to me.

I am not familiar with Reddit, so perhaps I missed all the other “evidence” of this unsubstantiated claim, Anon.

I’m also up against a hard deadline this morning and don’t have time to sift through this post for evidence. I live a real life outside of the Charmiesphere and do not waste time online searching through other people’s comments for things to get angry about in order to anonymously troll strangers on tumblr.

I also don’t go around trying to divide people in other fandoms with inflammatory statements about things that shouldn’t even matter to me to people with whom I share no interests.

Also, kindly please look in the mirror on the topic of gaslighting.

Regardless of whether or not I parsed every syllable of that post, the fact remains that commentary from random bystanders with a pre-loaded agenda on Reddit does not actually magically transform a rumor or allegation into a fact, even if you think it does.

I fully understand the fantasy aspect of a fandom ship, and I know the difference between fantasy and reality, as my busy schedule today has made me keenly aware.

If this is just my fantasy, which has nothing to do with you and does not affect the quality of your life in any material way, why this urgent need to communicate with me, or any of us onboard this ship, rather than just shaking your head at our collective insanity and going on with your day, like a reasonable adult with a real life to live outside of tumblr?

It’s almost as if you’re holding a grudge against us or something. Life’s too short for that, Anon.

Meanwhile ...

I’m out of time, or I’d post many more of her IG posts of her new man.

Thanks for your comment. 😜🤘🙄

[joeynewgarden]

what kpop song do you associate with each of your favorite f1 driver(s)?

this is such a good question, thank you! here they are in the order in which i could remember their names. this is me outing myself as a ch*co and l*ndo supporter, sorry to whom my actions impact. i also linked all the songs!

lewis: imperfect love - seventeen. my fav song from my fav group. everything about this song makes me feel so warm and loved, yet like i could run through a wall? and i think that’s how lewis makes me feel honestly. like coming home after a rough day and your bestie saying “ok, now let’s run this 4 mile,” and bc it’s them, you find the strength to go. sometimes watching his ig story will piss me off bc it’s so motivating i will actually get up and go do the shit i need to get done and i hate it.

fav lyric: 까맣던 이 세상을, 행복하게 비춘 햇살, 밤 되면 별이 되어. the sunlight that happily illuminates this dark world, becomes a star when night comes

george: far - nct 127. george’s shonen anime arc fr. i feel like as he’s come into himself as both a person and a driver, he’s become more confident, and when he fully settles into being behind the wheel of a competent car (no shade to williams, my loves), he’ll be unstoppable. the hard percussion and the vocal line going the fuck off puts me in my “move out my way or be moved” zone and i feel like we’ll see more of that from george in the next few seasons. also i always think haechan and taeil’s part in the pre-chorus is “go off, go off, til we girlboss, girboss” even though that is very much not the lyrics but i think it fits george v well.

fav lyric: 나를 이끈 너머, oh-oh, 떠나 자유롭게 가자 far away. going beyond what led me, oh-oh, departing freely, let's go far away

sebastian: habit - seventeen. my standing under the shower fully clothed, tears streaming down my face, 90s music video in the rain, punching the wall song. i’m gonna miss him and i play this song whenever i miss someone a lot or i made a particularly difficult goodbye. and i know i’m not the only one feeling this as we say “see ya later” to seb, and this is the one that immediately jumped into my mind when thinking about this question. i almost said campfire by isaac hong, but i decided that was too sad.

fav lyric: 그때처럼 널 감싸 안으며, 웃고 싶다고 네게 말하고 싶어. i want to embrace you like I did then, and tell you that I want to smile

lance: step back - GOT the beat. i might get hate for this, but again so does lance so maybe it works. just the most bad bitch, serving cunt, slightly problematic song i can think of, and it absolutely goes. matches his “dicks up when i walk in the party” energy. lance and me are besties for life and so if you have beef with him, you got beef with me. also he’s cooler than you and funnier. and his gf is hotter than your’s. also he’s an f1 driver. here’s to him making fernando’s life so miserable next year the man goes into retirement. permanently. fun fact: i was so obsessed with the choreo after watching smtown, i learned it in two hours the first time someone posted a clear shot of the dance.

fav lyric: Uh, 남자들 다 똑같아, 내가 뜨면 시선집중, 여기저기 flash 터져. boys are the same, all eyes on me when I appear, everywhere there's a flash

yuki: wishlist - txt. my one woman dance party song that makes me unreasonably happy. yuki’s honesty and lack of censorship is something i deeply admire about him, and this song is about someone getting so fed up with the person they love hiding their feelings that they’re just like “ok i’m done, tell me you like me now.” i feel like that fits yuki very well. i also associate yuki with txt. i think their youthful feel makes me think of him and my obsession with space/stars matches their star/multi-dimensional concept, and i feel the same about yuki. my little star that is way more than meets the eye.

fav lyric: 너란 별이 담긴 보석함이, 내 맘에 또 넘쳐서. a jewel box with a star called you inside, is overflowing in my heart

alex: i got a boy - snsd. i feel like i don’t have to explain myself. i really do got a boy and his name is alex albon.

fav lyric: i got a boy 멋진 i got a boy 착한, i got a boy handsome boy 내 맘 다 가져간. i got a boy a cool one, i got a boy a kind one, i got a boy handsome boy who took all my heart

mick: ooh ahh - twice: idk how to describe this but he really makes me feel like ooh ahh! i also like how this song is about not settling and knowing your worth, which i think is what mick did over this last season. the upbeat tone and the synth-pop moments make me feel like the teen i was when the song came out, and i always say mick has boyish charm to me, so i guess i just associate this song with him on vibes. the first race i ever watched was silverstone and watching him get his first points wooed me spectacularly.

fav lyric: 가짜 가짜 진심 없는 가짜, 잘 가 잘 가. fake, fake, empty-hearted fake. goodbye, good riddance

lando: blame me - monsta x. i did not want to like lando, i did not need to get attached to another mclaren driver, pato is enough, and a ton of people seemed to hate him. but that bugger weaseled his way into my heart and now he’s my little leopard gecko who i carry around the house with me. i’m the parent who said no dogs but then treats the dog better than their own child. the lyrics of this song match exactly.

fav lyric: if i’m falling, baby, don’t blame me

checo: lullaby (spanish version) - got7. everyone knows this is the superior version, just like checo is the superior red bull driver. one of the first things about him that made my heart soften a little was listening to him talk! i grew listening to mexican spanish primarily and was taught mexican spanish in hs, so his voice is very familiar and soothing to me. i think the song is really fun in general and the lyrics i think are pretty accurate to my experience of kinda giving up on not liking him, i was reeled in and i can’t really get away, but i don’t want to either. is this stockholm syndrome?

fav lyric: háblame dulce, es mágico, no me puedo escapar de ti. talk to me sweet, it’s magical, i can’t escape you.

charles: so bad - stayc. bc i do! i want him so bad, it’s sick! everything about him has bewitched me, body and soul! i call him my little mong mong (i saw someone call seungmin this on twt and i was like “oh my god, charles.”), bc he really is my little shining star, love of my life, sugar cookie. baby boy i will follow you to the ends of the earth, i adore you. he is such a fighter and i’m glad to see him stick up for himself more that the end of the season (should of been earlier), and i hope we can see him fight for the title next year. i will be rooting for him always. another alaysia fact: this mv came out on my birthday and i was hooked immediately, learned the dance the second the dance practice came out and i credit this song to being my bridge into kpop.

fav lyric: 정말야 I want you SO BAD, 난 니가 필요해 yeah. for real, i want you so bad, i need you, yeah

[adamgant]

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[swarmishstrangers]

Honestly looking back, the lack of information and many questions surrounding Dark Choco is concerning yet intriguing if you think about it. He’s linked to Dark Cacao, one of the heroes who disappeared, yet he’s with DE and co, the antagonists. We know of him and the strawberry jam sword and his regrets which paints him in a sympathetic light with the possibility for redemption, we know that Pomegranate and DE are manipulating him to keep him in line but there’s always the lingering question of why?

Why on Earthbread would Pomegranate and DE go out of their way to keep Dark Choco within their ranks? In terms of Kingdom lore, he isn’t doing much compared to Liquorice and Poison Mushroom (tho I’m not really sure what Poison Mushroom really does). He can easily be replaced especially with the new fight loving genius Strawberry Crepe and that experimented cookie so what gives? What are we missing? What are the devs not telling us? What is making Dark Choco so important for DE to keep him under her grasp? Is it because of the strawberry jam sword, the fact that he’s Dark Cacao’s son or something else?

And speaking of Dark Cacao, we never got the full story about what happened back then and what happened to their kingdom. Did Dark Choco believed he killed his father or think that he’s dead and does he blame himself? Who was the one who trusted Dark Choco with their life in the flashback and who else were they referring to? (Doubt it’s Black Raisin, the silhouettes don’t match even with the lack of arm) what is the true story behind the cacao kingdom and the royal father and son? Did it even fall at all in the Kingdom timeline?

There are so many questions yet so little information to get the answers for them and honestly, the devs did a really good job at keeping info out while giving us enough to theorise. One thing I think is certain though, in terms of the major story (i.e with Gingerbrave and friends vs DE), Dark Choco’s going to be playing a very, VERY big role, maybe bigger than Pomegranate’s role and I hope to Millennial Tree that all the questions will be answered and at the very least, give Dark Choco some redemption and closure between him, his past and his father. Sorry for how long this is

The devs do a very good job at giving us information but leaves just enough gaps in between them so we don't know the whole story.

Why Dark Enchantress wants DC specifically on her team won't exactly be know unless the devs show her saying why. But I speculate why she wants to keep DC specifically is because of his insane abilities pertaining to swordsman ship. The people of the Cacao kingdom are said to be raised to be warriors ever since they are all little, Dark Choco was most likely not someone was exempt from being raised that way either, I imagine Dark Choco was actually pushed even harder than the rest of the people because he's the prince! Someone who will lead the people one day.

I mean, I could be missing something when I say this as I'm not entirely sure of the entire origin of the cursed strawberry jam sword so take what I say with a bucket of salt, but assuming Dark Enchantress was the one who made it, it was a trap for Dark Choco, his fate was sealed the moment he grasped the sword. I just don't think he realized that until it was too late and he had ended up hurting/killing his father (I lean towards more Cacao not being dead??? But we won't be sure until later ig)

Want to hear a fun fact of me, Swarmish being an utter dumbass ?? I didn't realize upon initial viewing the cookie Dark Choco attacked was Cacao. "Swarmish how the fuck did you manage to not see that the person Dark Choco was striking was Cac-" I KNOW I know I'm stupid I just apparently didn't look to hard at that image smfh so idk if I've made any claims of fucking uh

Dark Choco not hurting his dad (idk if I have or not but just in case) but if I did make any claims that he didn't, very sorry! That's my bad, should have looked at the image harder to realize who that was that was being striked cause tbh I thought he striked the unknown cookie and not his dad (idk why I remembered it in the wrong way this entire time smfhhhh)

But back on point

Another reason I think that Dark Enchantress keeps him is. Well..

To work her way into turning him into this.

I really hope they'll touch on this costume in canon though!! I just really want to see the sovereign be mention in the story mode

The only big thing I wish to see now is if they will ever continue the guild story whether that be in ovenbreak but I think it would be so incredibly neat to see the story be continued in kingdom! Considering the guild was made because Milk and Yam want to find Dark Choco so like. Devsis please I wanna know what happens pl-

Also no worries for being long with your asks anon!!! They are genuinely a joy to read!!

[zukkaoru]

Fic Writer Review

tagged by @bisexualpercabeth tysm for the tag!! <3

1. how many works do you have on AO3? 85 lol

2. what’s your total AO3 word count? 489,407.. don't ask how much of that is just from the past year lol

3. how many fandoms have you written for and what are they? i have posted fics for 20 different fandoms on ao3 and i am not going going to list them all out but my top five are atla, 0uat, tlok, h$mtmt$, and tales of arcadia

4. what are your top 5 fics by kudos?

1. plum blossom 2. you clutched my brain and eased my ailing 3. my calamitous love & insurmountable grief 4. five times ryan came out (and one time he couldn't) 5. feels like love

5. do you respond to comments, why or why not? i usually try to but sometimes i simply do not know what to say. or i let too many comments build up in my inbox and end up just not responding bc i'm overwhelmed oops

6. what’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending? uh. it's gotta be one of my old 0uat fics bc i don't usually like to write angsty endings anymore skdgfdj i'm not sure i want to link to any specific oneshot but if you're curious you can look back through my ao3 ig there's also looked me in the eye and told me you would never go away but that's part of a series so the entire coherent story doesn't end angstily lol

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7. do you write crossovers? if so what is the craziest one you’ve written? i don't really anymore but oh boy. the craziest one i've ever written? one of my friends and i started writing a fic back when we were like ten and we literally called it The Megacrossover (the mega for short) bc we just. shoved as many fandoms as we could in that thing. it started out just being a pjo / hp / thg crossover where the characters got reaped for a hunger games based on their cabin at camp half-blood but then we ended up including doctor who and 0uat in the plot to get everyone out of the arena, and then we brought in olaf for some reason (?) and we also had plans to bring in characters from divergent and the maze runner but unfortunately we never finished. anyway. long live the mega. it's still in a binder on my bedroom floor at home

8. have you ever received hate on a fic? yeah but not recently. my favorite was someone hate commenting on chapter eleven of a doctor who fic i posted on ff.net that i wrote when i was like 13-14. and when i called them out in the author's note of the next chapter, saying "if you don't like you don't have to read" they commented again and said something like "well obviously you don't know if you don't like it until you start reading, stupid" like yeah bro but. eleven chapters? if it took you that long to realize you didn't like it, that's sounds like a you problem

9. do you write smut? if so what kind? nope lol

10. have you ever had a fic stolen? not that i know of lol

11. have you ever had a fic translated? nope

12. have you ever co-written a fic before? not besides The Mega. but corey and i create (mostly cursed) AUs together which is close enough <3

13. what’s your all time favorite ship? i am morally obligated to answer outlaw queen for this. but currently matchablossom is occupying all my thoughts

14. what’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will? oh there are so many atla fic ideas i have that i'm not sure i'll ever have time to flesh out and write. there's one i came up with based very loosely on the song snow by ricky montgomery that's sokka-centric but it's very complex and elaborate and i could definitely see it being upwards of 200k words and i just. don't have time for it which is very sad to me bc it would be so good if i did

15. what are your writing strengths? i'm so bad at questions like this. i don't know?? sometimes i write and i like everything about what i'm writing and sometimes i write and i hate it all. i guess dialogue ? sure

16. what are your writing weaknesses? action scenes. describing the physical details of the setting. sometimes (see: a lot of times) i write sentences so long and convoluted that they make sense to no one other than me.

17. what are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic? gonna be honest i really haven't seen that much of this? like i think it's cool when it comes up bc i love other languages! but i also always worry i'm going to be mistranslating something whenever i do it skdhjgfd also if you're going to be doing a lot of it, i feel like you should probably include a translation somewhere so people know what's going on without having to like. switch back and forth between the fic and google translate or smth

18. what was the first fandom you wrote for? percy jackson

19. what’s your favorite fic you’ve written? it's probably gotta be this ultraviolet morning light (which is now on the second page of my fics what the heck???) tuvml is my baby and the longest fic i've finished to date and i still think about how rising sun verse zuko and sokka are doing quite often. i've also still got a couple half-finished fics for that universe and a longer sequel i'd love to publish someday but i've been. distracted by other fics

tagging (with no obligation): @that-was-anticlimactic @smilehoneyy @bisexuallsokka @beachytablecloth and anyone else who wants to!!

[ovvnwords]

WANTED  CONNECTIONS  ....  hi  here  is  a  list  of  connections  i  would  really  really  want  for  my  gremlins.  inspo  from  all  places  ;  music,  movies,  pins,  etc.  i’ll  post  this  in  the  server  /  put  it  linked  in  my  pinned  post  but  for  best  results  send  me  a  dm  on  d/scord  bc  i  suck  at  things!  thank.

AVIVA  ROUX  .  podcaster  /  content  creator (  meg  t.  stallion )  !

GIRL  GANG  !  not  necessarily  ‘girls’  but  yk  what  i  mean.  very  close  knit,  always  hanging  out,  never  one  w/o  the  other,  etc.  i  like  the  idea  of  them  all  bein’  kind  of  different  ----  breakfast  club  style?  (  aviva  cld  be  the  *jughead  vc*  i’m  a  weirdo  for  example  ).  idk  i  think  it’d  be  neat  n  interesting  cld  even  have  group  chat  edits  n  things  on  the  dash  frankly  i  wld  just  like  for  her  to  have  some  friends!  inspo  ( one  ,  two )  .

PODCAST  PARTNER  ! the  shane  to  her  ryan,  so  to  speak.  the  show  talks  about  mysteries  and  internet  oddities  and  different  spooky  things ( they  borderline  on  true  crime,  but  they  don’t  necessarily  go  into  detail  about  cases  if  that  makes  sense  )  .  i  think  the  dynamic  of  a  outrageous  thinker  to  her  pessimistic  ideals.  inspo  ( one  ,  two ,  three  ,  this  tag  ) .

YOUNGER  SIBLING  !  i  like  to  imagine  they’re  pretty  close,  maybe  close  in  age?  i  don’t  rlly  have  much  to  say  about  this  one,  should  probably  put  it  on  the  main,  but  i  love  sibling  connects  so  !

HATEHSHIP  !  someone  she  jus  can’t  stand  yet  can’t  stay  away  from.  maybe  they’re  an  asshole  but  damn  cute,  or  another  reason.  inspo (  one  )  .

ROOMMATES  ! like  to  imagine  it’s  a  bunch  of  them  living  friends-style,  either  in  the  same  apartment  or  even  building  (  or  wld  that  be  jersey  shore  style.  idk  ) but  it  cld  be  fun  especially  if  they  don’t  get  along  all  that  well  but  the  rent  is  nice  and  they  make  it  work.

FIRST  CRUSH  ! eeeeeeeeeeeee  they  cld’ve  met  when  they  were  children  and  had  one  of  those  one  day  long  things  in  elementary  school  where  they  broke  up  bc  they  didn’t  share  crayons  or  something  JSDVKJDFVKJV  they  could’ve  remained  friends,  been  neighbors,  had  crushes  or  a  fling  in  high  school  .

EX  SQUAD  !  i  like  the  idea  of  aviva  having  a  solid  friend  group  in  high  school  that  all  aren’t  good  terms  with  each  other  for  whatever  reason  ..  don’t  have  to  figure  it  out  asap  i  just  love  the  tension  thts  all.

BEST  FRIEND  /  RIDE  OR  DIE  ! someone  who  has  her  back  and  vice  versa.  supports  each  other  thru  thick  and  thin,  gives  each  other  the  whack  on  the  head  they  need  every  once  in  a  while.  inspo  (  one,  two )  .

FLING  /  FWB  /  HOOK  UPS  ! kind  of  self  explanatory.  aviva  doesn’t  really  have  a  preference,  if  she’s  attracted  to  u  she’s  attracted  to  you,  has  her  fun  but  s*x  isn’t  really  her  idea  of  a  fun  thing  to  do  24  /  7  .  like  to  imagine  she  mostly  goes  for  women  ( hey  ladies  .... )  !

EX  PARTNER  ! i  like  the  idea  of  them  being  super  cute  n  lovey  dovey  in  hs  but  then  maybe  one  of  them  went  off  to  college?  they  had  a  falling  out?  ended  on  not  so  great  terms?  the  possibilities  are  endless  to  be  frank!

RIVAL  /  ENEMY  /  SOMEONE  SHE  JUST  CAN’T  STAND  !  ig  this  could  be  more  chemsitry  based  but  they  just  avidly  dislike  each  other  for  one  reason  or  another?  can’t  stand  each  other?  petty  tweets  /  subtweets  etc  etc  .  could  be  fun  n  juicy.

FRIENDS  !  self  explanatory.

DAWSON  ELLIS .  unemployed  /  formal  journalist ( chris  pine  )  !

FRIENDS  !  self  explanatory.    he’s  40,  so  rlly  he  just  kinda  vibing.

RIVALS  /  ENEMIES  !  i  like  the  idea  of  just  hating  each  other  since  high  school  and  just  have  this  burning  hatred  for  each  other  even  after  all  this  time  …  chuckles.  inspo  (  one  )  .

PEOPLE  HE  TAKES  UNDER  HIS  WING  !  idk  what  this  could  entail  maybe  he  jus  likes  one  of  u  youngins  …  doesn’t  want  to  see  u  in  the  same  path  he  went  down,  tries  to  steer  u  straight  a  little  bit.  stuff  like  that.  very  dad  like  as  if  he  has  a  maternal  bone  in  his  body.

EX FIANCE ! heheh .. i plan on making this a wc possibly, but i like the idea of someone who he dated for a long period of time after he graduated and left irving, eventually who he proposed two. maybe his addiction could have caused a strain, maybe it was because he was traveling so much, or some other reason but then they broke it off. they came back to irving for one reason or another, he came back bc he’s sober now, there’s tension. kind of based on exile by taylor swift + bon iver .

EMPLOYER  !  this  man  needs  a  job.  so  ........    hands  on  hips  who  is  hiring.

FRIENDS  FROM  HIGH  SCHOOL  !  if  anyone  grew  up  in  irving  /  or  was  in  hs  around  the  time  he  was,  it  could  be  quite  fun  to  reconnect.  old  friends  yadda  yadda  yadda.  

SOMEONE  WHO  KNOWS  HIM  ONLY  FROM  HIS  SISTER  !  smiles  at  jean  so  wide  .....  yes  dawson  is  leonora’s  annoying  lil  brother.  he’s  very  elusive  (  or  so  he  thinks  …  )  so  .  we  cld  do  something  with  that  perhaps.

ELIJAH  PALERMO .  little  league  coach  /  student  (  lukas  gage  )  !

THE  LAST  PALERMO  SIBLING  !  yes  …  this  is  on  the  main  but  i  imagine  elijah  and  them  to  be  very  close  and  it’d  be  fun!  sorry  for  the  grey  hairs  though.

BEST  FRIEND  !  this  is  someone  elijah  trusts  more  than  jus  abt  anybody  ..  including  his  siblings  maybe.  they’re  always  together,  never  apart,  besties  forever.  causing  chaos  and  mayhem.  probably  co-parent  georgia.  knows  each  others  fast  food  orders,  encouraging  their  bad  behaviors  …  

EXES  !  i  like  to  imagine  elijah  is  the  type  to  rush  into  a  relationship  then  have  it  all  turn  to  shit.  could  be  on  good  terms,  bad  term,  neutral.  

EX  FRIENDS  !  along  the  same  vein,  maybe  they  had  a  falling  out?  one  of  them  just  didn’t  want  to  be  friends  anymore?  they  just  stopped  talking?  give  me  angst  thank  u.

FRIENDS  !  hes  so  talkative  and  annoying  please  give  him  more  friends  …  my  personal  favorites  are  old  couple  bickering  /  complete  opposites  /  good  or  bad  influences  /  new  age  “thembo  summit”  where  there’s  no  got  damn  thought  in  anyones  head  just  vibes.

FLIRTATIONSHIP  !  they  flirt  …  they  give  each  other  eyes.  and  yet?  nothing.  wtf.

HOOK  UPS  /  FWBS  !  they’re  hot.  and  he  has  eyes.  it’s  basic  math.  

RIVAL  /  ENEMY  !  i  like  to  imagine  elijah  didn’t  mean  to  be  rude  /  or  did  something  bad  to  this  person  but  he  did,  even  accidentally,  but  now  they  hate  him.  or  even  mutual  hatred  <3  constant  subtweets  n  petty  comments  in  public  …

PARTY  BUDDIES  !  theyre  always  together  at  parties  …  self  explanatory.  

PARENT  OF  KIDS  HE  COACHES  !  self-explanatory.

CLASSMATES  !  must  go  to  community  college,  but  otherwise  self-explanatory.  

WILL  THEY  /  WON’T  THEY  !  i  love  this  kinda  shit  ..  theyre  constantly  acting  like  a  couple  but  also  aren’t  one.  everyone  is  dying  to  know  like  …...  so  isn’t  eli  <3

HATEHSHIP  !  they  hate  each  other  .  but  also  f*ck.  then  hate  each  other  again.

ROOMMATES  !  pls  give  him  a  roommate  this  fucker  can’t  function  by  himself.

KALANI  MADDEN  .  student  (  auli’i  cravalho  )  !

PEOPLE  SHE  TEACHES  ASL  !  this  is  my  favorite.  pls  pls  pls.  she  uses  asl  as  her  primary  source  of  communication,  she’s  most  comfortable  with  it  due  to  her  hearing,  but  many  people  don’t  know  it  so  pls  let  her  teach  ur  muse  i’d  love  it  so  much.

FRIENDS  /  BEST  FRIENDS  !  i’d  love  to  have  a  lil  squad  ..  lil  baby  squad  or  even  just  a  best  friend  who  they’re  always  sharing  tiktoks  over  videos  and  having  sleepovers  and  going  to  wendys  at  1  am  bc  they’re  bored.  

RIVALS  /  ENEMIES  !  people  who  just  don’t  fuckin  like  her  bc  she’s  annoying  like  i  understand.

PEOPLE  WHO  DON’T  TAKE  HER  SHIT  /  HATE  HER  DRAMATICS  !  pls  hate  her.  punt  her  to  the  moon.  

PEOPLE  SHE  SPOILS  WITH  HER  PARENTS  MONEY  !  pls  let  her  sugar  mama  u.  she  will  buy  u  legit  anything  if  ur  nice  to  her.  

FLIRTATIONSHIP  !  this  wld  be  a  bit  cute  ..  almost  a  will  they  won’t  they  vibe.  they  flirt.  they  smile.  they  make  googley  eyes.  they  subtweet  each  other.  it’s  messy  and  cute.  

BAD  INFLUENCES  /  GOOD  INFLUENCES  !  people  who  lead  her  either  down  a  really  good  or  really  bad  path.  

PEOPLE  SHE  KNOWS  BC  OF  HER  BROTHER  !  self-explanatory  but  also  kind  of  need  him  for  this  so  .  hehe  .

HER  BROTHER  !  on  the  main,  but  pls  bring  this  kid  her  parent  (  almost  )  .

PEOPLE  SHE  KNEW  BACK  IN  NYC  !  self-explanatory.  her  family  is  very  wealthy,  famous  in  the  social  scene.

[eyesaremosaics]

“When I look at you, oh, I don’t know what’s real.”

These lyrics echo softly around the room. Dark, enveloping as these times may be, our love for each other just grows stronger. I feel very grateful that I finally found my person. How good it feels to finally be wanted by someone I feel equally as strong for. A rare anomaly.

It hasn’t been easy though. Falling in this kind of love at this point in time. It’s almost as if the universe said: “—well... you got a lot of shit coming, so here, we will throw you this bone but that’s all you get.”

We sit and build gundams together, play Pokémon, magic the gathering, watch adult swim cartoons all day everyday, we both sleep with our favorite stuffed animals, and they sit right on our bed. Our apartment is coming along beautifully. We co-created the space effortlessly. I am so stoked to have a kitchen I can cook in. I’m always cooking or baking something.

My GI issues have gotten better (thankfully) it was truly awful not being able to eat anything. I’ve got my diet down to a science now. I will be sharing recipies periodically for those who are interested. Finally able to start my Etsy store selling vintage. Beautiful Art Deco apartment, room full of plants... we just decorated our Christmas tree last week. Had two people over, it was nice to visit with friends and cook dinner for my guests. I feel so comfortable and at ease here.

My new web series is going to start filming soon. There is a fundraiser on the 21st. I will post links soon as I have them. Got a tripod and light ring for my phone so I can start making more behind the scenes videos for my IG. Need to be proactive. Did make appointments with all my different doctors though. Haven’t worked the last few weeks because the family I work for hot covid. Luckily I had no contact with them, and at first it was nice having time off, but now I’m a little bored I guess. I think I needed this time off though. The universe gave me what I desperately needed. I was really burnt out from working so many hours. Having my entire industry disappear over night... it’s been a hard year for everyone, actors are no exception. Though I have been fortunate to have ongoing projects. I had three acting gigs in 2020, which is more than any of my colleagues... I should be counting my blessings.

2019 was hard. Losing one of my oldest and dearest friends, then watching his mom almost die of a heart attack right in front of me and all Michael’s friends on thanksgiving. Yeah. Traumatic. But nothing could have prepared me for 2020. Between losing my career, meeting the love of my life and then watching their mental health deteriorate from stress. His dad almost dying, my step fathers suicide, covid, isolation from all friends and family, being overworked with virtually no life of my own. Yury getting jumped, rushing him to the ER with his head split open in two different places. No luck finding a place because of our credit. Being diagnosed with GERD, unable to eat anything without being in excruciating pain. Had to give up alcohol and drugs completely, along with coffee, chocolate, gluten, garlic, tomato, onion and anything fried. I lived off lentil soup for six months. Constant panic attacks, being doubled over in pain, clutching my stomach crying constantly. My throat burned from stomach acid. Horrible side effects from the drugs I had to take to keep my acid levels low. Dizzy, heart palpitations, fainting. Panic disorder triggered by reflux. Unable to eat, lost 15 lbs because of this—not in a healthy way. Had to go in for endoscopy, had a biopsy taken of the pollups in my stomach. Luckily no cancer. Have to go to the gynecologist to get checked, dr. Thinks I may not be able to have children, freaking out about that. We’ll see tomorrow... feeling very nervous. My eye sight has gotten significantly worse. I may need surgery for detached retinas. Freaking out about that too. Sigh.

Let’s pull back. I am grateful that I am still being paid even though out of work due to covid, grateful for the sweet, handsome, wonderful man in my life. Every day I thank the universe for him. My family is all healthy and okay. My friends too. I have an ongoing acting project. I just bought a new camera, going to start my YouTube channel. Open my Etsy store. I am grateful for this time off for self reflection and self care. I really needed it.

That’s plenty for now. This was just one long run on sentence, but I felt the need to purge all these thoughts swirling inside my head. Also wanted to explain what had been occupying me the last few months, and why my presence on tumblr has dwindled. I’m still here for you guys though. I promise to get back in the saddle with new and interesting material for you to peruse. Just been a lot.

[theopinionoftheredheads]

No matter what is true, by the end there will be one side here saying "I told you, didn't I" 😂😂 I hope it will be clarified soon, so that we can all move on.

So CE has liked a total of 5 posts on ig. And one of them just happens to be the sunset that LJ posted?!? Seems like something both there PR teams are setting up on purpose.

**************** Here’s what I think is happening with CE liking LJ posts (this is just a theory): CE and LJ were most definitely together in bath together that’s why the hotel followed/unfollowed them. These pic of the sunset that LJ posted was taken when she was with CE. They probably watched the sunset together. And CE liked it Cus he was with her when it happened. That’s my theory. Otherwise, the photo is really shitty. Why would he like something like that?

***************** Why is CE liking her ig pics but she isn’t liking his? What up with these two? Are they trying to prove they are actually together or is it just PR? CE and LJ aside, is it an actual thing to like a crush/date's random instagram pics as a means to flirt? There must be a reason the like is perceived as such, but the person isn't even in the picture. I didn't know that was a thing. Boy, I feel old...

***************** At this point Lily might as well be with Chris in a car driving to NY🤦‍♀️😒

***************** Adorable Chris Evans team, this fandom is about to explode, we are one step between love or hate, clarify things, I think we deserve it, or our support is useless. Thank you!

***************** Chris, a 39-year-old man, is an established Hollywood actor and enjoys his privacy, so why is he still involved in PR with starving actresses?

***************** Why are people still talking about lily omg they’re not together and they’re not secretly dating can people move on

***************** Wondering if I am the only one who thinks the info about his private flight to U.K. and the exact hotel info in Bath were leaked by one or both of their pr teams? It has always felt odd to me that one particular tumbler page got that info all in one day. Could be LJ team still trying to get press for her by trying to link them or both teams doing it for just pr or hints they are really dating. I’m suspicious by nature so maybe just me?

***************** Still don't think the hotel pics was pr, still think he was in bath to see Lily oh and I do think they are seeing each other

***************** Maybe he is off to stay with a certain blonde actress in the Hamptons who has been spotted without her engagement ring a few times and who's daughter also has a birthday this weekend if twitter is to be believed

***************** CE doesn’t like anything on twitter! He has a few likes on ig but why specifically like a pic that LJ posted? I’m this guy says he wants a private relationship but I don’t think he does. He likes the attention on him! If him and LJ were dating he could have kept in private 100 percent but he chose not to. I don’t think he even knows what he wants anymore!

***************** So we are stuck waiting and guessing until either nothing happens, one of them is linked to someone else, or they are spotted together again. Hopefully if there’s another hotel hook up he lets her use the front entrance this time!

***************** Right now I rule out nothing tbh. There was an anon saying Chris is not at home for the 4th July and he's with a woman. Then he popped up with LJ. Since then I'm looking a bit different at all these conspiracy theories 😂

***************** to play devil's advocate: the other posts he's liked on ig were either from former co-stars (one about dogs which he loves) and/or about his friend/co-star that passed. i know some people assume he is/was/will be working with lj, so she could obviously fit into that too in the future, but as of right now he hasn't. at least not known to the public. hers is the only pic he's liked (and not unliked) that doesn't fit in the aforementioned categories which gave me pause tbh

***************** I'm preparing myself right now for an announcement or something else coming soon 🍷🍺🍹🍸🍷🥂🍹🍸🍺

***************** I’m starting to think they are dating. He has said he likes alone time & doesn’t want to feel smothered. Gf on another continent makes that easy 🤣. When he wants to see her he hopes on a jet and then back home to be alone with dodger.Don’t think it will last or be super serious. She’s trying to build her career and needs to keep momentum and interest going. She won’t do that by settling down in MA.

***************** Honestly, CE is a grown ass man, why is he doing shit for PR? Has he not learned anything from his past relationships? He says he wants to be private but I don’t think he truly does. He says one thing and does the other. That’s why I think that’s when he said he was single, he actually was not. If CE and LJ are in a relationship, just keep it private or be like Ben and Anna and flaunt it everyone. If CE is dating LJ, he shouldn’t be ashamed of it, there is no need to beat around the bushes!

***************** I think that CE and LJ are dating. Why would he like a pic of LJ? They clearly both want PR and are probably being instructed to do so.

***************** I honestly think CE and LJ are dating. The words that come out of Ce mouth don’t mean shit!

*****************

These are all the asks we’ve gotten regarding Chris and LJ. Nobody, besides them, knows what exactly is between them. In the end, time will tell and in this case, time might come in the form of a blonde woman called Megan. 

For your own sake, try to be rational here and think about your own behaviour on social media. Liking a picture is not how people show they are dating, if that was the case, we would all be polyamorous or get cheated on every day & stop accusing Chris of playing PR games on IG right now. I think he has other things on his mind. 

Red & Ginger 

[clarasimone]

Iain Glen in the archives of the Victoria & Albert Museum

YES, found a new source of info and screening possibilities in London, in the archives of V&A. Access in free but you have to register to have the Museum create a card for you.

One can find a biographical file on IG (contents unknown to me at present) and one can screen Hedda Gabler (2005) and The Crucible (2006 - so no need to travel all the way to the RSC in Stratford-upon-Avon to see it) !

Click here for the technical info: https://nal-vam.on.worldcat.org/search?queryString=au%3DGlen%2C%20Iain&databaseList=199,269,239,638,283,197,285

I’ve often posted on The Crucible but here are pics from Hedda Gabler, a real treat given that the play won multiple Olivier Awards, including Best Revival and Best Actress for Eve Best in the title role. Also note that IG gets to co-star with this youngster below ;-)

Premiere night !

Bonus:

THE TIMES (HEDDA GABLER)SATURDAY, MARCH 5, 2005

IAIN GLEN IS EFFORTLESSLY STRIKING A POSE.

This 43-year-old actor is regularly referred to as a “Scots hunk”. Today, with his fair hair pulled back into a tiny, straggly ponytail and sporting a pointy-tipped moustache, he’s a little rough around the edges. But he has a warm, intensely masculine presence and a sharp wit. As he tilts his profile towards the light, facing the photographer the perfect angle without for one second allowing his attention to wander from our conversation, it’s not difficult to see what makes Glen one of our most magnetic performers.

We’re in the Almeida Theatre’s rehearsal rooms in North London to discuss Glen’s latest role, as Judge Brack in Richard Eyre’s new production of Hedda Gabler. Ibsen’s 1890 domestic tragedy is, as Glen puts it, “psychologically astute”, even when the characters’ behaviour is at its most extreme.

Glen is surprisingly reluctant to talk about how rehearsals are going because, he says, at this stage he genuinely doesn’t know. “This is always a vulnerable time,” he says. “Really you are clueless and searching and you don’t want to give any secrets away if you feel that you have had some kind of revelation.”

Nevertheless, he agrees to divulge what he has so far uncovered about Brack, a powerful and manipulative man who attempts to contrive a situation whereby he can conduct an affair with the newlywed Hedda and continue his friendship with her husband.

“He’s an enigma, and I was drawn to him because I feel he’s very open to interpretation,” Glen says. “He’s not untypical of a certain sort of man – he’s unable to commit to a married state, so he creates triangular relationships. There are men who can divorce, well, not exactly sex from love, but they can compartmentalise their lives. Yet Brack’s feelings for both Hedda and her husband are in earnest. It’s subtle and complex.”

Glen’s record as a classical actor is impressive. His RSC debut as Henry V won him comparisons to Olivier and McKellen, and he was a rivetingly febrile Edgar in Max Stafford Clark’s King Lear at the Royal Court.

More recently he starred in Peter Stein’s much-admired The Seagull in 2003 and blasted his way from under the shadow of Brando as a fierce wiry Stanley Kowalski opposite Glenn Close in the National Theatre’s 2002 production of A Streetcar Named Desire. The Blue Room (1998) directed by Sam Mendes in which he and Nicole Kidman played all ten roles sent the Donmar Warehouse box office into meltdown as the public clamoured to see them in David Hare’s update of Schnitzler’s La Ronde. Both actors gave scintillating performances – and the play’s huge impact had some unexpected knock on effects. According to Kidman, The Blue Room revitalized her career, it gave Glen a taste of celebrity life and a continuing close friendship with his co-star. But his relationship with Kidman came under less welcome scrutiny when their marriages broke down – hers, to Tom Cruise, in 2001, and then in 2002 Glen’s to the actress Susannah Harker, with whom he has a son, Finlay, now aged nine. There was no affair with Kidman, but that didn’t stop the speculation.

“It was difficult, but you have to handle it with good grace and move on,” says Glen whose partner now is Charlotte Emmerson, also an actress. “I mean, if I was taking my son to school and a photographer was there taking pictures, I don’t know how I’d react. Maybe I’d kick the living daylights out of him. But so far it’s never been bad enough to upset me. It’s part of the business.

Still, he clearly doesn’t relish it – one reason why he’s never likely to move to Hollywood. Besides, he says, there’s a much more satisfying variety of work here, where he can switch between film, television and theatre. “I like to spread myself quite thin. When I’m working I’m focused, but when it’s done, it’s done. I jump into the next thing.”

Right now, he’s on our screens playing the Jacobite rebel Alan Breck in the BBC’s Kidnapped. And RŽgis Warnier’s Man to Man, in which Glen stars as Victorian Scientist in search of the missing link, recently premiered at the Berlin Film Festival and is due for general release later this year.

“I’m someone who likes to get a lot done in a day,” he remarks. “I don’t think I’d have stuck with acting if I hadn’t worked pretty solidly. It’s so painful for actors who don’t work. If acting had meant I was just sitting around, I couldn’t have done it.” And with that he’s off. Let’s hope the acting profession continues to keep him busy.

[honeybunchcalum]

I was tagged by @flowers-on-the-graves! I’ve never seen this set of questions, so thank you for tagging me 💕

tagging (i know these ?s are kinda personal, so you def don’t have to answer them if you don’t want!) : @darkrosekuwonu @alexandracheers @myloverboyash

1. what was your first encounter with fanfiction?

My friend told me about this 5sos kidnapping-type fic she was reading on wattpad while i was in middle school. So, i had to check out what else was going down on wattpad (since i always thought the kidnapping fics were...odd)

2. your favourite creation of your own of all time if you create stuff (feel free to link it)?

probably one night! i even turned it in as my creative writing assignment asdfghjkl

3. what vibe are you going for with your home decor (or what vibe do you wanna go for one day, if you don’t have your own place atm)?

atm i’m at home so i don’t have one bc my parents don’t. i guess something clean and beachy? tbh i’m all over the place with it though, it’s all under my tag ‘house stuff’ if you really wanna know 

4. first fandom you ever joined? what was it like? on what platform did it happen?

5sos! i was always lurking on 5sos IG and Twitter before i made my personal account

5. what are your sun, moon and rising signs, and do you think they make sense in relation to how you know yourself?

leo sun + gemini moon and rising. Way too much sense!! I think the leo and gemini moon fit really well since they’re kind of similar and say a lot about who i am to myself/when I’m alone

6. if you write and/or read fiction (original or fanfiction), do the tropes/plots/character types you typically seek out to read and/or write about reflect something about you as a being or how you see the world?

for fucking sure. I’m a self-proclaimed ‘best friends/co-workers to lovers’ reader and i’m highkey hoping for that in my life. it’s important for me personally to know the person before i enter a relationship with them, so that trope really plays into that. it’s also shown me that everyone deserves their own love story, which is very encouraging.

7. what is the hardest obstacle you’ve had to overcome so far in life?

hmmm...externally, i’d have to say when my mom was sick when i was younger. internally, i guess it’s going on now. i’m trying to figure out who the fuck i am, and i’m struggling with staying home 24/7 without fomo, especially since before covid i always turned things down (# regrets 👍) (although you should be staying home! slow the spread!)

i’m also having to learn how to have relationships with people. i’ve always been ‘too busy’ for friends (i still am and love being busy with school and stuff) and so i never let people fully in or learned how to let people know me. just trying to figure shit out.  

8. what is your all time favourite song(s)?

nothing on you- bruno mars + b.o.b.

breakeven- the script

roman holiday- halsey 

walking in the wind + diana- 1d

+ a bunch more!

9. what do you look for in a person you wanna keep in your life, be it a friend or a romantic partner or anything in between?

someone who wants to listen and understand me/how to comfort. there’s some people i could listen to for hours and i want someone who would do the same for me.

 i never let ppl know when i’m upset bc i know they won’t know how/don’t care to learn how to help me. i know that most of the time my problems aren’t world-shattering, but i’d like someone who would listen and try to help me figure them out anyway. i’ve always struggled with asking for help bc whenever i do, the person can never help me right. 

10. this is a bit of a difficult one, but have you ever had a moment of clarity, a conversation with someone that made you go “oh!”, or anything along those lines?

no and i’m constantly searching for it haha